Reunion 2
By
Bigcatmark874
Jake was soaking in his tub when the phone rang. He was dozing after the fun afternoon he'd had. It'd been several hours since his old friend, Stacee, had left after several hours of fucking. He was worn down and feeling excited. Before leaving, Stacee had called another friend, Mara, whom he hasn't seen in years. Stacee showed Jake a recent pic of Mara. In the pic, her hair had gone from fiery red to white due to her being in her early 70's. Mara had some wrinkles, but a...

Jake has been at the pool an hour when he sees her. Sauntering out of the all-gender locker room, wide hips swaying, fiery red hair hanging down her back in an avalanche of gleaming curls. The same age as him, eighteen, nineteen. Freckles. Dimpled chin. She's on the chubby side, maybe a size 16, curvy with big thighs, but those breasts, holy shit! Huge, round, jiggling lightly as she walks, her nipples showing through the skin-tight fabric of her swimsuit. He tries not to get hard....

Paula got out of the shower and wrapped the fluffy towel around her wet body. The long shower felt good along with the few extra minutes of sleep on a bright, summer, Saturday morning. Tom had kissed her as he left earlier to make the 90 minute drive to the big car show with Hunter. Paula then pulled the sheet up around her chin and fell back asleep....

Paul never mentioned me directly in his kinky discussions and presentations to Harry, but the implications were clear. Paul was offering Harry a quid-pro-quo, where he would give Harry free access to Carol in exchange for his access to me. The men he allowed to sleep with his wife all had a similar deal with him, Paul explained, and so far, it had worked out marvelously....

I was pretty sure that my stepfather, Frank, was screwing me.
My mother had got us into a start-up venture together some years ago, before her death; a local Internet service provider for our town.
Frank put up most of the starting capital, and did the billing and bookkeeping while I housed the machinery at my home and did the technical work....

Eli woke with a stiff neck and aching knees, the carpet rough against his bare skin. His body protested as he shifted, muscles sore and sluggish, the dull throb of last night's humiliations woven deep into his bones. Above him, the sheets rustled--soft laughter, sleepy sighs. He blinked blearily up toward the bed....

Black Rolls Royce turned a lot of heads in his old neighborhood. The odd Ferrari or Mercedes during the week was normal, they had no clue where he went on the weekends. "Where are you taking me?" Chauffeur was mute.
Le Mouton was busy for a week night, Maitre De didn't need to greet him before leading him through the guest tables. Making eye contact with several of the ladies, his sexy swagger, had several woman near swooning, jealous scowls from the men. "You nasty flirt!" Stella was loud raising her ma...

The girl stands on her front porch, peering out across the sidewalk to the street. She doesn't see the car she is looking for. The light is fading fast, and a chilly wind rattles the leaves in the trees as storm clouds gather in the distance. She checks the time on her phone. The car should be here by now, and her anxiety mounts. She's already nervous enough as she thinks about what brought her to this moment....

The next day the weather was awful, so we just stayed around the caravan but reminisced about the exciting events at the nudist beach. Alice had certainly excelled, and I was quietly amazed at how much she had been more than willing to do, it was frankly beyond my wildest dreams but as we talked she was full of enthusiasm to go back for 'more cock' as she put it. We nearly wore ourselves out in the caravan, sucking and fucking most of the day, and Alice's newly shaved pussy looked and felt amazing I must sa...

I have been a nervous and anxious person throughout my life and have developed various strategies to deal with my anxieties, including doing exercise or taking medication at times. But a few months ago, I got a new boss at work and my stress level increased substantially, as he was the kind of boss who likes to micromanage his reports. Even with taking my typical medication and other strategies for anxiety mitigation, I was not doing well in these days, and when talking to a dear friend of mine, she suggest...

The night after Natasha's bondage experience Tom was back at the house waiting for his time to be with Natasha. As per usual though, he had to wait for the kids to be put to bed and for me to leave the room.
Nat had put the kids down for the night and came quietly down the stairs and into the TV room where Tom and I were playing a video game. She was wearing a robe with nothing underneath which would surely delight Tom once I had left for the evening. She game me a wink, indicating that I was free to cha...

Prologue: I walked in on a spirited conversation between Tara and her sister, Jenny, but it seemed like they were teasing each other, but I soon discovered it was more complicated. It was an odd convergence of several events, that centered around a guy's size and the aura/mystique they can portray.
The first event was an online masturbation encounter with Jenny ("Big Dick Energy in a Dildo" ), which I totally mishandled. Then in Part One we had this tense discussion, which hopefully resolved the issue wi...

Eli had finally made it to the hostel as he pushed open the heavy door to Room 6B with his duffel bag swinging awkwardly against his hip. The air inside was thick with the scent of saltwater, clean laundry, and something muskier, older. He stopped short just inside the threshold, blinking.
Three men looked up at him from various spots around the room....

Ryan and I checked out of our team meeting around 11:30am and somewhat hamhandedly made a show off leaving for our next meeting. "I'll uh see you over at the, um, restaurant then?" I mustered in front of our colleagues. "Yeah, be there shortly" he nodded curtly in agreement. "I've got the address". Butterflies ran through my stomach as I eased my Mercedes out of the parkade knowing that Ryan wouldn't be far behind....

Author's note:
Jenny's story progresses slowly but steady. So still not much nudity or lewdity here, but mostly setup for the events to come.
All comments, critics and thoughts on the story are again very welcome. I wish you a good read.
Jay Hawnee
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Beep-Beep... Beep-beep. Jenny opens her eyes and lies still for a second, then she hastily starts to run her hand over her chest. As her fingers brush against the soft fabric of her nightwear, a sigh of relief escapes her and she sinks back int...

Years of same old routine.
Same birthday tradition, same tired passion. A fancy dinner. A few glasses of wine. A flicker of heat between the sheets that never quite became fire. But I knew her too well--too deeply. I saw it in the way her eyes lingered in the mirror just a second too long... in the way her fingers hesitated at the hem of her dress like they were aching to be undone by someone who wasn't me....

It was just a few weeks after my 35th birthday when I experienced two life changing events. First, my wife and I hit the lottery, winning enough for an after-tax lump sum payment of over 6 million dollars. The second came shortly after we cashed the lottery check. Jenny, my wife of 10 years, told me she wanted a divorce. She didn't love me romantically any more, and our new financial freedom gave her the opportunity to leave. So, we went our separate ways, me staying in the house and she leaving to travel t...

Far out in the eastern wildlands stood a lonesome tower, clad in countless years worth of moss, lichen and all manner of climbing flora. But despite having been abandoned for years, there was an almost mystical aura of immutability to the structure. An aura that was made all the more striking by the evening sun which bathed the white marble pillar in a golden-rose light. An ethereal, almost dream-like sight out here where every other trace of man-kind had been erased....

******** Drug *******
"She's stubborn," Yi greets me.
"Draw her qi. We'll see what we do later," Shi adds.
Yu doesn't say anything, but agrees. They've already discussed it among themselves. Without a word, I enter her.
"MMmmmmmhhh," she protests.
She doesn't seem to want to moan even once more. It doesn't matter. I thrust into her. Mercilessly. Absorbing her qi. I've only taken a little from Ma Lang. Our servant is at stage seven. Not very advanced. It'll take about three weeks to advance he...

-`ღ´- Her
There were more nights like this one. Many more. In fact, without a word being spoken we were in an open relationship from that day onwards. It was never discussed and rules were never set. We just kind of understood it. In the same way as that night wasn't premeditated, it was spontaneous but we both understood the other with no more than a glance and a reassuring smile. We've always had that depth of understanding and maybe that helps. Helps both of us when I'm being passed around his friends...

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and it was created solely by me as the author. Any similarities to characters, businesses, places, or things are all happenstance, though my appreciation to those who have inspired my works is immense.
Author's Note: This is the fourth part in the second series about the Nickels family. I believe many of you have come to love Joe, Ame, Bekah, Dave, Nancy, Bob, and Nana. (Who doesn't love Nana?!) You know the drill... my stories are STORIES, so many details make for ...

The morning after Albert had visited, Connie & I were sat in a little cafe having a light breakfast. Huddled together in a little booth we quietly reminisced on the events of the night before. Connie, revealing in detail how it felt when 'the stranger' slid his long thick pole way up into her, & how it felt like she was being split in two. She also mentioned that having a woman touch her was still on the list, i said anytime before we leave, we can arrange it....

Author's Note: Hi again! I know my usual line is "every story is stand alone, blah blah blah," but this really, really isn't. There's too much world building to repeat it all and still be interesting. Go read Blind Faith first <3
Sorry I've been gone. I'm queer and not cis in the US south. It's hard to write right now. This probably needs a part two, but there's a whole story arch in this part. You won't be left on a cliffhanger....

It was supposed to be just another late night.
The quiet hum of electronics, the soft glow of monitors, and the easy comfort of two friends and lab coworkers who'd spent the last years side by side pushing deadlines, trading sarcastic remarks, and pretending that whatever this was between them didn't exist....

All characters are over 18 years of age. This story is a fictional account.
Hopefully, you've enjoyed the previous stories in the series. If not, let me bring you up to speed. I turned eighteen at the beginning of the year. I started babysitting for a couple in the neighborhood, the Wassermans. After discovering their private porn collection, I became infatuated with the husband, Victor. He promised me he would take my virginity and make it special. He planned a special night for me. The night came, and ...

"Tell it to me again from the beginning, love, help me understand." Detective Morris leans in, his intense eyes following you as you once again recount your conversations in the quarry with Lizzy and then the late night phone call.
"So you are saying that the Jovanovic sister got into a brawl with the deceased right before the police raided the party? And no one saw her after that?" Morris leans to the side and bellows over your shoulder. "PATRICIA!"...

As Keen tried to introduce himself, and was seemingly unaware of how hot he was, Alex struggled to form words. Keen had to repeat himself "Do you need help?", to which Alex responded "Yes???"
He knew the moment he'd answered, how weird it sounded. Of course he needed help. Why did he send off the beacon if he didn't need help? And why had he just answered with a question? His brain seemed to be like slogging through molasses, even the kind made with all chemicals since the maple trees all died. He gather...

THE STORY SO FAR
My wife and I had selected Dave (on Bull. com) because he was bisexual and had a big dick. Dave hoped to become the extra man in our marriage, and make up our '3 in a bed'. Using Bull. com we had 3 people who would like to be that 3rd person. Dave was aware that he was on our shortlist and that he had 2 competitors. One of Dave's competitors also had a big cock but a black man had a smaller penis....

Natalie watched as the professor once again slid a sample under the bright lens of the electron microscope and bent his head down to examine it. She'd seen him do this probably hundreds of times over the last couple of years. She watched as he pressed his eyes tightly against the eye pieces of the microscope and moved his hand to turn the adjustment knob. She watched as the corners of his mouth and lips pursed and formed a slight smirk. She couldn't help but smile a little as she watched him. She found his ...

Charlotte is gripping the table tightly above herself, pushing her head back, and I see the muscles standing out in her arms and neck, taut and defined.
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Chapter III: In the City of Angels
Section VI: In Which the Kitchen Table Fails the Grade
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I spend the day writing, heading out for a walk before lunch. I stroll down the beach, looking for a good hole-in-the-wall place to get a steak burrito or something like it. That's one thing about living on an island off the coast of New England-...