"Do you think this looks good?" Kayla asks me as she puts on black leather skirt and white v neck top.
I nod as I give her a compliment while cleaning the soles of her heels.
"You look absolutely gorgeous."
I am not wearing anything except my flat cage.
I finish up and then change into a t-shirt and...

We are meeting again and this time in public. I instructs you to wear shorts and no underwear, preferably loose sports type shorts and I tell her to wear a sundress and she is to be completely naked underneath it except for her new butt plug, I tell her to lube it up and put it in her arse before sh...

My wife Tina and I are not swingers nor do we pursue the lifestyle. We are opportunists who, if an encounter presents itself, we are more likely than not grasp that opportunity with both hands so to speak. We are both in our early 60s and found each other later in life after both experiencing bad ma...

I had just finished eating dinner with friends, and I was walking through a hotel lobby when I saw her. She was stunning, tall, blonde, and beautiful. I felt suddenly drawn to her. The way she carried herself seemed strong and confident. I couldn't stop staring at her long blonde hair, the curve of ...

Oh my gosh! Just settled up with James on what he said that I would owe him for letting me fulfill my fantasy of having a BBC. It brought me the most intense feelings of my life. The things that I did to settle up with him were terrifying yet exciting.
James wants me to write this story rather than ...

It had been two weeks since the night in Donnie's SUV, and a great deal had changed for James in that time. By the time Monday had rolled around, his ex had made sure everyone knew, and while some groups had given the desired reaction, others, including those in her friend group, had turned on her. ...

This is the third and final installment of a story based on true facts, which I lived during my high school days, back in the late '70s. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and the not so innocent as well. All characters are above 18, for some of them, barely so. Also, English is not my ...

"H-Hnh-" Elsa, being led by the dark skinned mercenary, with a deep breath sank to her knees... And then got onto all fours, crawling after the dark mercenary captain, wiggling her fishnet-clad bottom as he tugged her along by a leash. "I will, of course, obey a ritual of forgiveness. I can only apo...

Author's note: This story includes femdom, pegging, ass worship, and golden showers. Enjoy!
Blaise tentatively walked through the automatic doors of the community health center, a knot twisting in his stomach. A sign helpfully read 'If you are here for a pairing, please proceed through the red door ...

Blatant rip off / inspired by a song I like. I hope you like.
Children, when left to their own devices, don't consider things like race or socio-economic background when making friends. They gravitate towards people that naturally get along well with them.
At 6 years old, I didn't care that Nao and ...

My wife and I were enjoying the cuckold marriage that had evolved for us. I never thought about being a cuckold, however when I noticed the attention my wife always received from both men and women I sort of nudged her into it. She had been attracted to one of my friends and together we had seduced ...

It has been three years since Alex and Roxanne got married. Their relationship once burst with passion, novelty, and emotional intensity. Everything was new - from waking up beside each other to discovering each other's quirks, preferences, and bodies. There used to be frequent sex, romantic getaway...

The Posse
© By Defcon4 2025
Anybody mentioned in this story, even thinking about doing anything sexual is over the age of 18.
Note: For the most part this was self-edited so expect there will be some mistakes.
Enjoy the adventure!
Yes, I am part of a Posse, and I have been for years. We initially ca...

This is a work of fiction, somewhat based on true events. Names are fictional. All participants are over 18 years of age. Your comments are welcomed,
10 AM on a cold Tuesday morning, 25 degrees, and promises of afternoon snow, I'm wandering the isles of Wegmans searching for ingredients to make my e...

All the people mentioned in this story are above 18 years of age.
Gagan began setting up the house an hour early like yesterday. He made her fav juice and kept in the refrigerator. Sprayed room freshener in the hall and tried a new perfume from dad's closet on himself. His girlfriend chatting was su...

Dani began to walk around, taking the few moments she was left alone to assess the room. People were starting to group together in there two's and three's, flirting and foreplay, with some who had already started fucking. The talent was doing their job well now, sparking intimacy and initiating fore...

All characters are over 18.
Malik and I met online a few weeks ago. He responded to a social media post I'd made where I'd admitted that I was an older married white man with a desire to meet younger men of color.
Malik is an Egyptian born student at our local university. He is a sophomore, 19 years...

Part 1: Caught My Hot Neighbor Jerking Off With the Curtains Open
All characters in this story are 18+
I've lived in this apartment for just under two years. First floor, tiny-ass bedroom that doubles as my art studio. The rent's criminal, the walls are thin, and my window?
It looks directly and I m...

Brad lets me crash at his place.
Recap: Cody's first night staying with the gym bro Brad is anything but normal. Between tight boxer-briefs, shirtless strolls, and late-night Instagram stalking, he's barely surviving. The next morning, while cleaning, Cody finds a red jockstrap under his straight fr...

There was a laundry room on the basement level of our dorm. Flickering lights, dented machines, damp heat that stuck to your skin like sweat. It stank of bleach and mildew and detergent that wasn't doing its job.
Nobody ever came down late; except me.
I liked the quiet. The heat. The fact that I cou...

A quiet café. An unspoken invitation.
He asks if the seat is taken—not with arrogance, but presence.
She answers with grace, not expectation.
No performance. No pretense. Just two strangers...
and the quiet tension of a moment that lingers longer than it should.
Soft, real, and subtly charged—this i...

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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Part 1: The Invitation
The car rolled up the winding drive like it was afraid to be too loud.
Simon sat stiffly in the back seat, the leather cool beneath his clammy hands. He could see the house through the tinted windows now--house was a laughable word, really. It was a mansion. Sprawling white st...

The Agreement Chapter 4
Lily's Story
I remember the first time I met Tina. I was living at Ron's house. Walking down the hallway from my bedroom to the kitchen, I watched and listened to Tina.
"May I please you, Sir?" Tina then dropped to her knees and started sucking Ron's dick.
I knew about Tina; ...

Disclaimer: This chapter is really long
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Tina received the letter of acceptance from Clarvard University in Massachusetts on a day when Delilah and I were out doing whatever we were doing. She opened it up, saw the word "accepted" right away and sat down, feeling a...

One of the most common questions I get from my readers is if I ever cheat with younger men. Those of you who have read my other work, know that I have a strong preference for older men, for all the reasons I've mentioned there. To be honest, I don't really see too many younger men during my escapade...

I. Rebecca Needs Some DIY
An unaccountable Friday morning was rare, although becoming less so, with my eldest son at college, my middle son at work, and my youngest finishing high school. No time to sleep late, home projects took precedent.
The kitchen was clean and the first load of laundry was in ...

I heard the doorbell ring then, seconds later, the front door swing open.
I heard muffled, indistinct voices. Then, less distantly, my host say: "He's in here."
A second man spoke--from the bedroom doorway, or just inside it: "Goddamn! How old is he?"
A shrug? "College age. 18...19, 20. Something li...

Ashley wondered if the eight ball was a thing of sentience, a thing that could pull from the imagination whether he directed it or not.
Horrifyingly, it seemed all the more likely.
He leaped with a yell; while he watched the others in a frozen uncertainty, something wet and slimy wrapped curiously a...

Jacob Austin rode his bay gelding, Skipper, along Sebastian Creek in the mountains of northern New Mexico Territory. On a lead rope tied to his saddle horn was Blue, his packmule. Jacob, or Jake as he preferred, had made this ride several times since the war ended.
Jake owned one of the biggest ranc...