Welcome back, sickos. Thanks for sticking with me and these idiots.
When I wake up Chrisette is in the chair on my side of the bed, glaring at me. This, of course, means that the body spooning me has to be Todd. It takes me a moment to decipher her expression, but when I do it frustrates me.
"He doesn't know it's me," I whisper....

I am George. My misadventure started when I was 20 and a 1st year University student. I met Gillian who was 24. We were both part of the University G&S society. We were both rehearsing Trial By Jury.
We soon cohabited and had lots of great sex.
GILLIAN'S PARENTS
Gillian invited me to meet (and stay with) her parents in the 6 week Summer break. Sandra was 38 and Derek was 41....

Carol and I were invited by an old high school buddy of mine and his wife to come for a game night with them this Friday. Roy and Sharon were known to be into some really wild and kinky stuff.
"Hey babe, an old friend of mine from high school invited us to their game night at their place this Friday."...

[This is not a "sex story". It is a story about a society where people have superfast reflexes... and guns.]

"Are you sure this is a bright idea?" said Croft.
"What do you mean?" said the Silencer.
"I mean here we are, you, me, and Annie, in a lone ground car, approaching Mo Quandry's stronghold on Grafton," said Croft. "Who's to say that a group of his men won't just wipe us out?" He had an image in his mind of the ground car being surrounded by gunmen. The gunmen would open fire, raking the c...

Disclaimer:
All characters depicted in this story are over the age of eighteen. This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences only and contains consensual adult content. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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Chapter Six
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Part One...

Hours later, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and tiptoed across the carpeted floor of my hotel room. This time, I made it a point to knock exaggeratedly on the connecting door to Gabe's room. It took a long time for him to answer. I was starting to feel stupid when the egress belatedly swung open. It seemed that I might have woken him up. Gabe was shirtless, wearing only plaid flannel boxers and looking drowsy, but he grabbed my hand and led me into his room anyway....

A very good friend of ours (Michael) made a video for us probably about ten years ago. He lives in our hometown and knew of the nude pics of me. Gene had told him and shown him some of my pics. At first I was pissed but when he said Michael was really turned on, I got over my anger. In fact, I was flattered that he found me sexy. The video features nude photos of me that we provided to him and he added in other photos of other women he found on the internet. Just to clarify - there was no sex between Michae...

This is part 2 of an ongoing series. Mechanics of transformation explained in chapter 1, but isn't necessary to understand this chapter.
(Trigger Warning: this chapter contains very mild elements of NTR as part of the narrative, which is quickly resolved.)
Chapter 2 -- Scene 1: "The Morning After"...

In the year of our Lord 1875, Lady Vivienne Caldwell, at the age of 22, lived by the ideals of the Victorian era —managing her household, hosting gatherings, and fulfilling the role of a dutiful wife. Trained in grace and submission, she never questioned her place.
But family whispers tell a different story. Passed from mother to daughter, her secret life reveals a woman who longed for more than the rigid confines of privilege....

"Connor... are you there? Are you looking out the window?"
"Yes," I called out as the door creaked open and then shut behind me. I heard the click clack of heels across the hardwood floor, the rustle of fabric. I resisted the urge to turn to Emma and focussed my gaze out the window as I'd been instructed, looking down the long green lawn to where the caterers were putting the finishing touches to the marquee....

Julie Campbell was sitting at her work desk reading the lovely card from her lover, Star, describing their last twelve months of passion and discovery, tenderness, and devotion. Smiling, she put down the note and recalled that weekend when she met Star, and everything in Julie's life was turned upside down, and she arrived at this indescribably delicious chapter in her life....

Day 2
I woke up the next morning to Victoria with one hand stroking my hair and the other rubbing between my breasts. Then she switched from between my breasts to on them. Stroking them along the bottom and then the sides.
She finally said "Good morning darling." With a smile across her face. Then Amanda appeared on my other side and just attacked my nipples, abusing them a little. I let out a small "Oh!" as she continued, Victoria went to my hands and released one of them from the ropes then crawled ...

Being a housekeeper wasn't easy for Katie, but she made it work. After a few years of positive reviews and word of mouth, her business was booming, but it seemed like she was still struggling to get by.
She took off a week to be with her family for the holidays and the lack of revenue for the week had done a number on her bank account. In order to help recoup some cash, Katie had taken on a few new clients, but because of the bustle of the holiday season, she didn't have time to look at anything more tha...

Gothic Plum
"Time to get ready," he says, leaving her embrace to pull on his trousers. "I'll be downstairs."
She waits, tangled in the sheets, savoring his backside as he walks away. So easy for him to get dressed up.
In the bathroom, she breathes in his lingering scent. Her back arches, recalling his breath on her neck and his hardness against her from behind. Her thighs ache from being wrapped around him, but the flowing water eases her tension with a blur of serenity....

The first rays of morning sunlight slipped between the curtains, brushing Sina's face with a soft, ticklish warmth. She scrunched her nose against it, half-heartedly trying to burrow deeper into the covers before blinking her heavy eyes open. For a moment, she simply lay there, blinking lazily at the clock on the nightstand, letting the quiet hush of the morning settle over her. Then, instinctively, she turned her head -- and there he was....

"You haven't really told me where we're going."
"Don't worry, you're gonna enjoy it."
"I mean, you did say it was a party, but you didn't go into detail."
"Just shush. It'll be fun."
Heath couldn't really do anything except sit in the passenger seat of Jen's car, wallowing in the lack of answers he was getting. After the last time he'd hung out with Jen, he figured there was some sort of secret thing going on, but he knew his friend better than anyone. If she didn't want to spill the beans, then...

My mistress had dropped me off at her friend's house for the amusement of the friend and the friend's two guests. "He's yours for the hour. He needs a very thorough punishment. I'll be back in fifty minutes to add my contribution to the beating."
I had been deposited kneeling on the floor in front of these women. I knew my mistress's friend was called Karen; I had extremely uncomfortable memories of our last meeting. The other two women looked somewhat surprised at this unexpected addition to their after...

[Author's note. This was my first attempt at writing a long story focused primarily on a male haircutting kink. Men's hair, aesthetically, psychologically and culturally, features very heavily so be warned if it's not your thing which, admittedly, it probably isn't.
Even so, despite its niche subject matter, the story covers a lot of more mainstream kink themes like domination and submission, transformation, humiliation and control. Male sexuality is present throughout but there's no sex between the main...

Gifted to Her Best Friend
My wife had me blindfolded and aching -- not just hard, but throbbing, my body tuned like an instrument, every inch of skin craving her touch.
By the time she gave me permission to remove the cover, I was shaking with anticipation.
And when I pulled the blindfold away, I gasped....

Juanita had always been magnetic -- beautiful, grounded, the kind of woman who didn't just turn heads but made men question everything they thought they wanted. In her early twenties, she was engaged to James, a long time family friend, while Anthony was her high school sweetheart. Anthony was passionate, ambitious, and deeply in love with her -- while James was a free spirit, reckless and lived on the edge. While Anthony left to go to school 2,000 miles away when long distance and cell phone charges wee as...

The guy next door had moved his girlfriend in a few months ago, and ever since, I occasionally heard some... interesting sounds coming from their place. One particular evening, I heard some raised voices, whining, and then a few hard slaps, and my concern drew me toward their door. As I approached, I could just barely see their forms through the Wexford glass on the door. The sounds hesitated, so I did, too....

Introduction:
Some inherit houses. Sofia inherited a letter with the house.
It came in the form of a blood red wax seal, an address that didn't exist, and a key that remembered her touch. No explanations. No condolences. Just a summons.
So she went up the mountain, into the storm, chasing something ancient through fog and frost....

Authors Note: These chapters will make almost no sense if not read in order. If you haven't, I strongly suggest you go back to the introduction and chapter 1.
Clair and Fred are in their sophomore year of college. After a slow start, the story becomes more intense and sado/masochistic. Enjoy.
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Chapter 27: When I Punished Him for My Pleasure
"Discipline isn't always about failure. Sometimes, it's about desire." — Mistress Staci
He hadn't done anything wrong.
That night, after my friends left, he was as composed and graceful as ever—cleaned the dishes, folded blankets, checked the doors, and returned to kneel at my feet like the good husband he was....

((1))
Paul's father liked older women. When he married Paul's mother he was nineteen, and she was twenty-eight. This was highly unusual for the 1960s. Even more unusual, Paul's mother was a divorcee, and she already had a child, a little girl. In their small town that was downright scandalous, and their families were dead set against it, but they did it anyway. Two years later they had a child of their own, a boy. They named him Paul....

[Author's note: This is part 3 of a series about a woman in a sexless marriage moving in and having sex with her sister and her sister's daughter. The story was suggested by a reader. Enjoy!]
Something was different when I got home. Home is at my Aunt Sammie's house. Mom and I had just moved there. After conceiving me, my mom and dad had lived in a sexless marriage for 18 years. After I became an adult, it was time for a change -- a divorce and a new address. Thank goodness Sammie took us in....

Author's Notes:
This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, and locations are fictional or fictionalized and any similarities to real persons, living or dead, places, occurrences, or circumstances are purely coincidental. Any and all opinions expressed, political, religious, or otherwise, are the opinions of the characters themselves and do not necessarily reflect those of the author....

I have been blessed to have always had a very close family, a fact that I try not to take for granted the older I get. I have realized more and more how unique it is to have such a stable, loving family. Growing up, I thought everyone had that type of foundation of love and support, but I have met enough people and have enough friends with such different backgrounds and experiences that I know better now. It just makes me more thankful for the blessings that I had....

I was watching her. I have been watching her for years, as she has been my secret infatuation. Elise was not a goddess. There were a few minor imperfections that nature might have improved on, but I loved her all the more because of these. However, something about her long blonde hair and the gentleness of her touch can drive a man to great distraction....

All characters are over the age of 18.
A LITTLE TRIP Part 2
Five weeks... FIVE!! WEEKS!!
I've watched my aunt avoid me for the last five weeks. She would try to act normal when mom was around, so not very often with mom working so much. When we are home together, she would make sure to sit as far from me as possible, wear frumpy clothes and often just stay in my room and have the door locked. I felt... frustrated and ashamed of myself. It shouldn't have happened, but it was literally the most inten...