The 'John' stories are a continuation of 'The Event' series. I will continue to toy with both sexual and moral themes in this series. This is a work of fiction where any offence is unintended.
John 1 -- Theft.
It was Saturday morning and John was sat in his boxer shorts working in Amanda's home office, urgently trying to put his thoughts down on paper whilst also going over the events of the last 24 hours. His meeting with Rob the Robin had confirmed that he was now gifted and that his dreams were par...

All persons engaging in sexual activity are over 18
I'm the luckiest sonofabitch in the world.
I hope every groom thinks that, as he watches his bride-to-be walk down the aisle. But I know it's true for me. Ashley is one in a billion.
We stood on the terrace at the beautiful Grove Park Inn, the timeless...

While Covid was raging, the company I work for quickly discovered that all employees (most anyway) could work, very effectively, remotely. As the pandemic eased and offices re-opened, they offered a new hybrid scheme to most offices. However, a lot of people were reluctant to return and in the case of my office only two of us took advantage of the hybrid scheme. As a result, a very large office space, a very expensive office space, sat largely empty. Rather than force the attendance issue, the company chose...

The night air was cool, but luckily it wasn't too windy, so it was tolerable. Eva could see there were lights on the street ahead and the area seem to be bustling with people on the sidewalks. Lucas turned her into a gasthaus and inside was the din of voices and polka music. People sat around large tables or booths, and Eva could already hear Boris' voice in the back....

For the last couple of weeks Terry's been helping me get in better shape by taking me to the private gym he uses.
I'm really getting the hang of all the equipment now and do most stuff on my own, leaving Terry free to work on his own routine.
That means I can watch him as he exercises, his muscles flexing as he works out and the sheen of sweat on his body....

(All characters are 18+)
Olivia cowered on the bed. Death stood before her, disguised with rippling fur and muscle. And the most powerful and primal of weapons hung beneath its legs: dripping, twitching, throbbing.
There were only two choices: run and fight, or submit.
She chose wisely.
Turning around on the bed, she got down on all fours. Presenting herself to this monster, her husband, to use as he pleased. And it turned her on SO fucking much. Fear and arousal becoming almost indistinguishabl...

I was standing in the kitchen of our cottage, waiting for the kettle to boil, admiring the roses in our secluded garden, and attempting to recover my focus. I had begun the next chapter of my book, but the longer I worked on it, the more I realised that I would have to do some fieldwork. That had set me daydreaming about potential travel and accommodation options... I needed a break, I needed coffee, and most of all I needed Janine, but she had gone out early to do some modelling for our jeweller friend, El...

I stare at my reflection in the marble bathroom of my hotel room, barely recognising the woman looking back at me.
Three months in Qatar's relentless heat has given my normally pale skin a darker tan, and I've lightened my brown hair with highlights to combat the merciless sun. But it's my eyes that seem different... a wariness that wasn't there before I left London....

High Exposure - a CFNM story
'It was lovely to meet you today. We have so much in common.'
I was surprised to receive the message, as it was rare for anyone to reach out in private. I knew who it was from, of course, as I had spent most of the time at my local 'Pain Management Support Group' chatting with one particular lady, and we certainly had plenty in common....

Lexie didn't want to stare daggers at every couple she saw, but she couldn't help it. It wasn't their fault she detested their happiness, just as much as it wasn't their fault the sky was blue. Nor was it their fault that she moved a week early across country to live with her long-distance boyfriend. Or that she had walked in on him fucking the friend he had told her not to worry about. But those had happened so the couples could deal with death glares from a stranger....

I let out a small yelp of surprise as Mr Redwood sat down next to me, his strong hands gripping my hips to pull me onto his lap.
My eyes widened as I settled on his lap, feeling his cock straining through his trousers and poking at my pantyclad ass.
"Hmmphmm!" I moaned in arousal as Mr Redwood began kissing and biting my neck and collarbone, one hand massaging my right breast through my bra while the other slid under my little plaid skirt and palmed my crotch, feeling my own erection press against the...

I like the loving wives category but it can be difficult to come up with something different and the comments are often ruthless. I try to explore alternate realities or situations with angst.
I do spell and grammar checks and proofread but bound to miss some. If that bothers you too much maybe think about reading something else....

Please note; this story is meant to be very silly - but hopefully you'll still find it erotic and enjoyable.
The Extraordinary Day
"What time shall we say then?"
"Is 9.30 ok?"
"Fine, see you then. Please be prompt," was the slightly curt reply.
Next morning Nadine awoke early. The sun was just beginning to throw some light into the bedroom. She leapt from her bed and without delay turned on the shower to warm up and then she pulled off her pyjamas. She'd been looking forward to this day for w...

I started my shift at 10am and placed myself behind the counter. As always it was really quiet. Usually there are clothes to tag and hang but this day there were none, so my mind started to wander.
I was thinking of the day before, spent with you. Naked but for my collar and lead, on my knees, I took you deeper and deeper into my throat; on my back as you sucked, licked and fingered; on all fours as you took my pussy and then my arse....

Walking in the door of his office, we both recognized each other, even though he was wearing more clothing than I had usually seen him wearing. Shaking hands we both laughed that we could finally put a name to each others face. Ow yeah, I was there for just a run of the mill annual skin cancer check and The Doctor is a dermatologist I had been referred to, but had no idea who he was before walking in to his room....

Thank you to Oldbroad76 for proofreading.
Bella, otherwise known by her friends as "Bee", was an 18-year-old dark skinned girl who had just finished school and started a part time job as a waitress.
She had always been a fairly outgoing girl. Bee wasn't shy. She had plenty of friends, went to parties but now she knew it was time to get her head down and work hard to earn some money....

My island in the sun Ch 07
A man finds his Greek roots and his dream island
This is part of a series. If you haven't already done so, I would suggest reading the previous chapters, so this one will make sense. Take it as read that Greek is being spoken throughout this chapter. Any characters engaged in sexual acts of any description are at least 18 years of age or older....

What were the chances? Pt. 3
The next day........
The alarm clock woke me up at 6am Monday morning reminding me that it's time to get out of bed. I turned the alarm off and reached across the sheets to touch my wife, but she wasn't there. Lucy didn't come to bed last night! That could only mean one thing. Chris is still here!...

The water hit my back, hot and relentless, but my body was cold.
My fingers clenched the phone tighter than I realized. I could still feel the residual heat from his touch. That moment--him stepping into the stall, silent, soaked, with that intense look in his eyes--it played over and over in my mind like a stuck loop....

Honey do... 7 Marcy's 1st. Referral
14-minute read
When Marcy called me, I expected to meet her again, but she dampened the conversation by saying she was referring me to a friend's Honey do... list of repairs.
We visited like lovers do, and as soon as she realized we were having phone sex, she agreed to come to my office apartment....

So, here I am caught between dread and fear. I know that's not very clear, so here's how I see it. Fear is when you see something dangerous or something you believe is dangerous, right? Like when you freak out because there's a spider. Dread is when you are certain something dangerous is coming. Like opening a door into a room you're 100% sure is full of spiders....

In the early hours I awoke to the light filtering through the curtains, Steve was still fast asleep. I carefully slipped out of the bed and went to the shared bathroom. After peeing I needed a drink, so set off to the kitchen, as I passed Hekla's room, I heard Icelandic voices inside, the door was open, so thinking I would ask if they wanted anything from the kitchen, I took a quick look inside. I could see Hekla sitting cross legged on the bed, I could not see Freja without going closer to the door, but th...

'The Club' was Annie's idea.
Annie was on her own for a few days. Gerry was away at a conference in Florida. Normally on a Friday night, Annie and Gerry would catch up with a few friends for a glass or two at the pub. But, with Gerry away, on the other side of the Atlantic, she thought she'd probably give the pub a miss....

Note from the author: I wanted to try my hand at a story that popped into my head and I couldn't get rid of. I hope you find it as erotic reading it as I found writing it out. I have never experienced something like this but it was fun to play it out in the scenes and see where it might lead. As always, all characters in this story are 18 and older....

All characters are consenting adults over 18. Please look past any typos!
I took a deep breath and knocked on the metal door of the address I was given by my new boss, Tyrell.
No answer.
I was about to knock again, when the door swung open and I was greeted by a towering black man.
"You must be Jess," he said....

We were sitting at the kitchen breakfast table on this Saturday morning. My wife of twenty-five years, Lynn sat to my left as we faced the window. My coffee was beginning to cool since we already finished our breakfast. But I was done reading the news online on my tablet computer, when out-of-the-blue, she asked the question....

**Hey all, sorry for the long delay. i got stuck on more than a few occasions. i wasnt happy with the direction so took out some and added in others. i am happy with the result
Thanks to my editor Stubbypinhead huge help with getting this story to where it is at.
As always this is a story about a couple's journey through cuck life, so if that isnt what you want to read, i suggest you move on....

I'll just say it like it is, I'm gay as fuck.
Qualifying that, there are many flavors of gay; some are masculine on masculine, some are effeminate on effeminate, some are masculine on effeminate. To each their own. With me, I have always had a sense of femininity in my gayness. I could be having sex with another guy and be without any hint of feminine attire, completely nude male, yet inside me I would feel so very feminine. I'm no stranger to panties, lingerie and cross dressing, yet those things are no...

The next morning I went running in the shitty hotel gym, trying to outrace all my insecurities. Absorbed in taking my frustrations out on the treadmill, wearing headphones, I was surprised to see Gabe suddenly appear next to me. He was dressed down in red gym shorts and an old, thin grey t-shirt. He ran easily, gracefully, but he resolutely failed to make eye contact with me. His gaze was laser focused straight ahead, at a random, blank point on the white wall in front of us. His pointed derision was drivin...

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