Brad, my new boss, stepped into the elevator with me. Reaching into his pocket, he handed me a sealed envelope and said, "Kathy, wear these at dinner tonight."
Before I could respond, the elevator doors opened, and he walked out. Looking back, he gave me a big smile and a wave.
A week ago, I invited Brad and his wife over for dinner. He had been flirtatious with me these past few days, but I did not take it seriously. Strangely, I felt myself getting excited. I enjoyed the attention from someone so ph...

A continuation of a fictional tale with some familiar real-world characters doing what they may or may not do in the real-world if given the chance. As the title implies, this is a tale of cuckolding and infidelity, if such is offensive to sensitive readers, or ones that can't differentiate between what is fantasy, and reality, I suggest the Hallmark channel as an alternative. These characters are intentionally imperfect by design; but really aren't we all?...

I was in my office one morning when Matt Ryan came is and sat down.
"Dave tell me everything you know about Hot Wife and cuckolds."
"Shit, Matt probably next to nothing. Why do you ask?"
"Well first off your wife Lonna makes every guy here nearly cream every time we see her. She is the perfect classic Hot Wife. Lonna could fuck any guy here anytime she wants to. Does she look as good naked as she does with clothes on?"...

What seems like a lifetime ago, I built up the courage to tell my beautiful fiance that I was really turned on by the thought of her having sex with other guys. She was shocked, as is to be expected, really. As shocked as she was, she was also soaking wet, and I knew that the idea, as taboo as it may be, really turned her on. Months went by and we had occasional conversations about it. Really just to air questions and concerns she had such as "Do you just want to fuck other girls and this is how you're tryi...

It had been weeks since that first night -- the night we crossed into something deeper. Since Gayle took us both inside her and I let Alex enter me. Since I came inside her, my cock throbbing, while his pulsed inside me, and she whispered how much she loved watching it all.
We hadn't rushed to do it again. Instead, we let the moment live with us. We'd whisper about it when we made love. Replay it in our minds during slow kisses. Gayle would press her fingers between her thighs and say, "I can still feel ...

His is the story of a rejected, just twenty-year-old boy and an overweight, in her view, nineteen-year-old girl meeting in a noisy nightclub, both feeling the world of love and happiness had no place for them. They meet in desperation, vowing not to get too emotionally involved ever again but to just have fun with sex, exploring its possibilities and deviations. The result has created a very open sexual life, which expanded to include old and new friends. They even sustain their own emotional relationship b...

The incessant barking woke Jake from a highly erotic dream about a platinum blonde, a pair of busty brunettes, coconut bras, leaf underwear, and a deserted island. Rolling over, the teen spotted the bright red 11:16 on his alarm clock. Continuing his rollover, Jake saw Bandit standing beside his bed, barking excitedly....

The Job Interview
This is just a little story about interviewing a new secretary and the flirtation that results. I was shooting for 750 words, came in a bit high, and decided to keep it as it is. I hope you like it.
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"Mister Smith, the next candidate for the secretarial position is here."...

It was a beautiful warm Thursday and Jason decided to work from the deck. When Covid hit, his company sent everyone home to work and never made them return. That meant on days like this Jason could take the laptop outside and sit on his covered deck and enjoy the weather while creating numerous reports for analysts to read. It was a perk that would be hard to give up if he was ever forced back into the office....

A huge thank you to Roxy for all the help, especially with this one!
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It was hard, going back to normal. Louise and I had been so caught up in our sexual escapades that it felt weird to not have them. Perhaps her more than me, of course. We tried to find other ways to spice up our sex life, but it wasn't the same. We missed the thrill of taboo and humiliation. But we both knew that it was important to try to go back to normal....

I was a self-proclaimed loser, and honestly, I didn't mind. I had my close-knit group of friends, but we were all social misfits, clinging together at the bottom of the high school hierarchy. While others chased after varsity letters, drank at parties, or reveled in teenage delinquency, I preferred spending my free time with Nora....

Sunshine Coast. Part 8
More secrets, T-Shirts and one in a million Women.
I was busting for a piss and gently removed Dawn's arm before pulling the sheet up to cover her shoulders. Dawn looked almost angelic, she had a little smile on that gorgeous face, and I took a few seconds admiring her in her blissful slumber before slipping off the bed. Lifting the sheet slightly, I gently felt under it. Somewhere was the used condom that I had only just managed to rip off before cumming over Dawn's arse a few ...

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my s...

Prologue - Louisville, 1982
I used to think you had to do something spectacular to lose your life. A car crash. A plane falling out of the sky. A diagnosis in a quiet room. But I learned that sometimes, you lose your life by standing still too long, by staying married to a man who doesn't really know the sound of your laugh, by folding laundry and forgetting you once had a favorite color....

Recap: Cody helps his straight roommate Brad film content for Brad's spicy account, featuring him in a tight jockstrap. Watching Brad confidently own the camera leaves Cody unexpectedly turned on. The shots look incredible, and Brad notices Cody's reaction. With a sly grin, Brad breaks the tension and asks, "Do you wanna be in the video?"...

It's been a few weeks after my adventure with Jen and Greg. They've sent me the video. Fuck it was hot. I've jacked off watching the movie a couple of times but now I am ready for something new.
I am at the gym lifting weights. This gym is pretty popular and there are always attractive women here. I notice a woman across the gym. Holy shit it's Rachel from the university I went to years ago. She is about five foot seven inches tall. Her black hair is pulled back in a pony tail that goes halfway down her ...

"Congratulations, Dr Angel Harris!"
I must have read that message twenty times since it came in. After four hard years of work, I had finally achieved the PhD I had been working for. So why was I not overjoyed?
Don't get me wrong, I was happy and relieved, but there was a definite tinge of sadness. There was the natural fear of "What comes next?", but I knew in my heart that wasn't it. The sadness was the knowledge that I would have to say goodbye to the side of my life none of my research colleagues ...

It was late by the time Alise checked into her hotel, well after ten o'clock. Her flights had been delayed and the four hour layover in Copenhagen had left a sour taste in her mouth. The flight to Bergen had been horrible, mostly due to the weather, but the plane hadn't helped. It was the first time she had been on that type, an ATR 72, and she'd had the pleasure of sitting right next to the propeller. She'd found that if she just leaned back as far as she could in her seat it was out of her line of sight, ...

After an hour or so of paddling around in the water trying to find shells and cool rocks, it was now disappointingly time for us to put our clothes on. I watched wistfully as Lily squeezed her giant breasts back into her bikini top and her large round butt back into her bottoms. As we walked back, we did not mention the show Rose put on for her sister. Lily asked lots of questions about our relationship such as how we met and all the questions that she had never been too interested in before. With each ques...

I had taken a week off to have a holiday at a nice hotel. I am 20 years old, I've had one or two on-off girlfriends and was ready to join up with other singles my age. My hotel room balcony overlooked the swimming pool and the sea beyond. I couldn't wait to plunge into the pool and relax on a lounger, close my eyes and let the sun lull me into a dreamy state....

**Author's Note:**
Candi doesn't do love stories. She does real bodies, real hunger, and real consequences. When a stag party dares her to give the groom a proper send-off, Candi delivers a filthy, unforgettable lesson in sex, control, and exactly what it means to fuck a woman who knows her worth....

**Author's note**
There's guilt here. A need to make amends. But Tasha doesn't apologise with words - she brings him a young, tight, inexperienced, but sexy offering and watches him take it. She wanted to give him everything. And she did. Right there in front of her.
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Andrew looked out the massive window, admiring the cityscape while last night's slut kneeled before him. No better way to start the morning, he thought as the warm, wet mouth caressed his balls and her deft hand stroked his cock with vigor. He considered letting her finish, but abruptly stood her up and spun her around....

The Abbey Farm Curse.
Chapter Eleven.
Monday was taken up with work on the farm refurbishment. I had to go and meet with the planning officer as well as do a few other bureaucratic chores, and that left Angie and Willow to supervise the builders when they decided to turn up. We had two sets coming this morning, the electricians were due to begin the rewire before the walls were replastered and another crew was supposed to begin laying the pipes into the new drainage trenches crisscrossing the yard. I'...

It was June and college was out for the summer. Mom and her new husband had been on my case for over a month to find a job, but if I'm honest, I just didn't want to work. I am the first to admit I'm a bit of a sloth. I'd rather be gaming and reading and watching movies than work when my parents can look after me. I'm not a fool. I just know that when I finish college, there'll be nothing but work, slaving for food and rent while trying to save for a house. Why not enjoy my summer holidays while I could?...

Please start with Part 1 of this series. If you don't understand Part 1, some of this content may not make sense.
Some readers may ask how I can remember all these events. I was a lawyer in another life and learned to keep outstanding notes. When I became Andi, I kept a daily diary of what was happening in my life. Some of the dialogue may not be exact, but the gist of it is correct....

This is a continuation of The Scot's Reaper. Individual stories of sex between himself and numerous women. He is a highly sexed man who's sexploits border on addiction.
There is a lot of kinky sex involved. Rory loves women with huge breasts, dressed in sexy outfits made from shiny vinyl or latex....

Writer's note: A shorter chapter. We're getting pretty close to the end of the story.
"Hurry up," Tasha scolds me.
She's the one who told me to 'slut it up.' I'd love to see her try to haul ass in four-inch heels without snapping an ankle. She picked flats, of course. The hypocrite.
"It's my birthday, you don't get to talk to me like that," I whine....

Author's note: For some reason, the last chapter I wrote for this series wasn't on here. So I'm sorry for all the disappointed fans out there.
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My grades started to suffer after mom told me that she was pregnant with Seth's child. How the hell could mom be pregnant? How could Aunt Maria be pregnant? Were they both fucking him raw? Did they want that?...

A romantic tale inspired by "The Little Match Girl", originally written by Hans Christian Anderson. All players are over the age of eighteen unless otherwise stated. For those of you who have been following me for a while, I hope that you enjoy this romantic tale. Romance is my first love when it comes to writing. Please enjoy. I hope that it gives you hope that we all deserve to be loved. Enjoy....