It was a cold afternoon; the city lay shrouded in fog, visibility cut short. Lila strode toward her favorite coffee shop, her leather jacket fending off the chill. She raised a hand to fix her long black hair, beaded bracelets jangling on her wrist, then pressed her glasses back on her face before stepping inside. A novel bell jingled as she entered. Erza's eyes flicked to the door to greet the new customer, but a familiar shadow haunted the threshold. She relaxed, a smirk creeping across her lips....

Conall suspended his viewing of the Epsilon-1 security footage immediately after he'd - after his - his lapse in behaviour. It was just inappropriate. Even if nobody knew except him, it was a matter of principle.
He had meant for that to be the end of it, after realising exactly how far in over his head he'd gotten, but... He worried at the thought of leaving things unfinished like it was a hangnail. He'd never discovered how the ventilation system was contaminated, nor had he found out what Eon had done...

Scarlet traced finger along Cam's frozen jawline, her deceptively gentle. The emerald potion done its work well--every muscle locked in perfect stillness, every breath a shallow, controlled whisper. Only Camila's eyes remained alive, wide and burning with unspoken terror.
"Poor little thief," Scarlet murmured, thumb brushing the seam of Camila's parted lips. "All that cleverness, and yet here you are." She leaned closer, her breath warm against Camila's ear. "Tell me, do you regret it yet?"...

Shared Signal: Going IRL


Chapters 1-3


By Vera Monroe



Chapter One
The airport's loud speaker dinging right over my head, I jumped, bit the side of my cheek, 'cause fuck the fuck me, but this was stupid.
I swallowed, gave a little shake of my head at no one other than maybe the little girl who clung to her daddy's shoulder....

'I hope you feel better, and just let me know later tomorrow on whether you think you will be in on Tuesday,' was the message on her phone as she put it down. Bree couldn't believe she just had to lie to her boss and tell her that she was sick and going to miss tomorrow.
Truthfully, she felt at times the past few hours she was going to get sick, but it wasn't from an actual sickness, rather some things she came across. Bree's husband, Liam, took off around noon that day as he had to go to another office ...

There was a long-standing stereotype about goth girls and stinky feet. Something about all the black, the lack of socks (or the really thick ones that oven-baked feet like chips), the pale skin, which truthfully, seemed irrelevant, but it was there, too.
But like a stopped clock is right twice a day, even stereotypes can be true. Some, but not all. In Tracy Lay's case, the feet thing was....

Content warning: nonconsent.
A continuation, during a time Seong is trapped in the den of a large ghoulish woman who thinks solely with her huge cock.
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I scrambled away on the floor, but she caught me. Her hands encircled my waist, and she knelt down atop me, growling. I cried and clawed at the floor. My pussy was raw and dripping cum. My hole was invaded and stretched apart as I was held to the ground. Cum was squeezed out of me. She groaned and began slapping her pelvis against me, her engorged ...

When Tushar first told Anisha of the plan, she thought it was a joke, but after a while she had to face the fact that he was telling the truth, that he was very serious indeed.
"That's right, Anisha," Nisha told her. "All of us in the club are rich and we can pay as much as we like when we want something special. Each couple tosses a thousand dollars in the pot."...

Nora woke up Friday morning feeling her bowels protesting at being denied relief as they frequently were. She was holding in four days of shit now, and was starting to feel her log turtlehead every so often. Still, she was holding on, and planned on making it to day five.
As she sat with Tom for breakfast, he could tell she was actively holding. The slight jiggling and crossing of her legs, an audible fart from time to time, the occasional anxious look on her face, it couldn't have been more obvious. He ...

"Why, thank you, Fairy Godmother! I'll take good care of it!" Ella spun, her skirts shimmering blue and silver. Fairy Godmother beamed, her curly gray hair bouncing joyously.
"My Ella, I wish I could have protected you," she murmured. Sorrow looked odd on her round, ruddy cheeks. Her face was made to smile, and so Ella shook her head....

Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 100/32: Releasing Stress
The clouds moved in the sky slowly in the darkness, broken only by the white glow of the moon as I walked down the road. I looked down to make sure no cars were coming as I moved through the empty streets. Mostly I looked up into the autumn night cloudy sky. It did not show much with the clouds as I walked down the streets in the rapidly progressing night....

Graduation was last week, and the graduation party is tonight. I'm finally glad to be out of that damn school. Turning 18 and graduating was a godsend. Being trangender and living in a small conservative town was hell.
I moved here from New York with my mom to be away from the crazy life of the big apple. I started transitioning a year ago, starting with hormone therapy. Still, the kids and parents here see me as a freak. This last year was horrible, yet I still met a couple of good friends here....

Mom and I didn't sleep but about an hour or so before she woke me up hugging and kissing me. I was glad to see that she woke me up like this instead of the we need to talk. She seemed in quite a good mood and happier than I have seen her in years. She asked me what should we get into today or did I have plans. I told her that I had no plans other than to call Pam later on and talk with her. Pam was my best friend growing up and was coming home for Spring Break today. Other than that, my only other plan was ...

Believe it or not, this is actually breezing through details for me. If you want to hear about anything more specifically, let me know. I will be writing about our adventures over the last 8-9 years in this lifestyle but this is the end of the beginning.
After my wife had hugged me she said her back was hurting after being bent over the table....

Traveling is a blast especially when you are going to somewhere that's been on your bucket list. I am in Japan now, yufu, the city famous for hot springs. I am kumar 29 years old. In Japan there's definitely lots of Indians here anyway let's have fun! This place was very beautiful Damn couples...!! I am so jealous! I don't know any woman all my friends are busy so I am here alone but you never know. May be I meet someone new Indian girl or japanese girl. Hey there three Indian girls are standing nearby I th...

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. While it incorporates the names of real individuals, all events, characterizations, and actions depicted herein are entirely fictitious and do not reflect the actual behaviors, beliefs, or experiences of the persons mentioned. Any resemblance to real events or individuals, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. No intent to misrepresent, defame, or cause harm is implied, and this work should not be construed as an accurate portrayal of any real person....

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Continuation from Part-3...
Previously, Sam's sexual frustration leads him to his best friend James's house, where he has a heated but fruitless encounter with James's milf mom....

Three Weeks With Uncle Tom
Emma, me, 18
Uncle Tom, 41
So, here's the scenario. I'm 18 and just finished school and waiting to go to college. My dad wants to go on a three weeks honeymoon with his second wife. Yeah, THREE WEEKS! And he doesn't want me on my own at home during my summer break. So he's arranged with his elder brother Uncle Tom for me to stay with....

Everyone in Twin Heat is 18 or older, consenting, and more than capable of handling what's coming. This story contains unapologetic male bisexuality and raw chemistry between a brother and his sister. If that makes you squirm--in a bad way--now's your chance to back out and pretend you never saw this. We'll keep the lights low....

I've had this idea rattling around my brain for a while and I finally have been able to get it ready to publish. As per usual anyone participating in sexual activity is 18 or older. Reality and this story have some overlap but it is not 100%, any inaccuracies are for the betterment of the story. It could probably fit into several different categories, but I'm putting it here even without any direct incestuous contact. Leaving myself some room in case it goes there. Write a comment to let me know if you'd li...

((Authors Note: All characters are over the age of eighteen. This is Chapter two of the story so if you've haven't read the first part please read that first as it does immediately follow on from there. I attempted a slightly slower build up in this chapter, which I hope pays off, but let me know your thoughts in the comments, as long as you don't rip me to shreds! Thank you for reading my work....

As he pulls out, he watches his cum drip down Rose's thighs. His eyes travel up and he sees the red marks on her back from him dragging his fingers down her skin. Her shoulders have red indentations from his grip. He's never been that rough with her before, but all he saw was red. All he saw was what he wanted and he took it. He takes a shaky breath, "B-Baby Girl... I... I'm so sorry."...

The heavy May heat hung low over Wetumpka, even in the late afternoon. Eric "Toad" Smith wiped a bead of sweat from his bald head as he double-checked himself in the side mirror of his Dodge Charger. Beard shaped up, the grey streaks catching the light, black slacks crisp, the deep navy button-up snug against a body that still looked built for combat -- or the club. Satisfied, he unlocked the door and slid on his sunglasses, turning his car toward his destination, the familiar buzz of cicadas filling the ai...

Dungeon Of Domination - 5
You descended the stairs down to the next level slowly. Just 3 more floors to go until you were done. And you knew that one of those floors contained a fight with an imposing Demoness. Unfortunately, you had no idea what this floor would contain and were not looking forward to finding out.  ...

"Hello," I answered my phone.
"Hey, John, it's Angela, do you remember me?"
It had been over a month ago when I had gotten a colostomy when I met Angela. She was the nurse who helped fulfill my CFNM fantasy. I still remember that long night, I think I had half the females in the hospital come through my room, most of them only to comment on my nudity....

The Hotel Room by katyn99 (Kristina Katyn) -- femdom, lezdom, submission, bondage, scat, consensual, F/F.
Copyright September 2001: All copyright asserted and reserved by katyn99 (Kristina Katyn.)
Gretchen had to go to New York to see some people in connection with her business and she had suggested that I take a few days off work and accompany her - to do some shopping and have some fun....

I had finally moved to my new apartment after a long time of sleeping in the same place I worked. It was messy. Waking up, drinking there, eating there, smoking there... it made my life a bit boring.
I wanted to invite people over -- it's something I love doing -- but the conditions were not appropriate to have guests and really enjoy it....

Someone Is Always Listening.


Chapter 2

Jill was thinking about what a strange morning she has had, and it brought a familiar heat in her lower belly and her pussy. She had let her competitiveness get the better of her and she ended up letting her older neighbor Jim take pictures of her ass. Then she masturbated in the shower while thinking about it! What about her husband Mark? He hasn't been gone for a day and she already let this happen. Jill shook her head trying to get a clear her mind...

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"Spanked?" I asked, still climbing the stairs. "No, I haven't."
"Well then, this is going to be extra fun," Craig replied.
His bedroom was large and, like the rest of the house, well decorated in luxurious looking and feeling materials, seemed impeccably styled. It felt very masculine but with that touch of something extra that made it clear that he was confidently and enthusiastically out. There was a low padded bench at the foot of his large bed, and he instructed me to kneel upon it, on all f...

I was sitting on the grass in the art-school grounds. Hot beads of sweat ran down my tanned, dancer's legs. The sprinklers went off. I was drenched. I squealed with shock, but it felt so good I lay back & let the water cool me down. I felt a shadow & opened my eyes. Standing there was an older man, who offered his hand. Had he been watching me?...