The Visitor - Part 1
By Nutmegman
NOTE: Grammar is my nemesis. It always has been. I apologize in advance for my poor grammar. Computerized help is only so good.
A text arrived from my son Robert: "I'm coming home this Thursday for a few days and bringing a guest."
I texted back "Is this guest a girl friend or a guy? One room or two?"...

It's honestly taking more energy than I'd like not to fire off a barrage of snarky remarks--but hey, I don't believe in wasting good energy on bad decisions. So instead, I'll let Travis Parker say a few words about this story:
"Look, I didn't ask to star in thousands words of romantic chaos and emotional trauma. But the guy who writes me--yeah, the one currently pacing and muttering about certain few who questioned his work--he poured his heart into Melody's Silence. He didn't phone it in. He bled into t...

Foreword
This is a work of fiction and the characters are entirely made up and do not mirror anyone in reality. It is a fantasy story with fantasy characters. This story contains themes of interracial sex, cuckoldry, and adultery.
I made a few errors in the first chapter, a few spelling mistakes. But I used Epilogue at the start of the story instead of using Prologue. The structure of this story is different to the previous, the previous being an introduction to Lorna's universe....

It was barely noon, but the July sun had already turned the air thick and heavy, the kind of heat that clung to skin and made everything move a little slower.
Claire was two weeks into helping Henry around his place, scrubbing down patio furniture, organizing tools in his garage, wiping the dust off windows he never bothered to open. It was supposed to be a simple favor for her dad. Henry played poker with him on Thursday nights, and when he'd mentioned needing help around the house this summer, Claire's...

11:47 pm
"Sigh"
Kelsey laid in her bed looking at her phone. She scrolled through the usual boring dm's and messages on her various apps.
"Hey"
"How's it going?"
"What's up?"
Kelsey sighed again, bored. She had been single for some time now. Not that she didn't get offers from guys, some of whom were even fairly good looking. But none of them ever did anything to interest her. It was the same dry conversations over and over. Never any sexual tension, nothing to get her excited. Kelsey laid...

(Usual Disclaimer Time: All the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time (often in regards to a character's proportions), please remember it's all in good fun.)...

The cross above the chapel hadn't changed.
Neither had the brick steps leading up to it, or the way the stained glass bled color across the front pews when the sun hit it just right.
But I had.
Ten years away had a way of doing that to a man.
I stood on the church's front walk with my hands clenched in my jacket pockets, staring up at the steeple like it might fall on me. Like maybe I deserved it....

"Holy Saturday"
The church was too quiet for a Saturday. Caleb pressed the last key on the baby grand and let the chord linger in the rafters. F minor--his favorite key. Dark, unrepentant. Honest.
Dust motes drifted in the shafts of light from the tall, narrow windows, catching on the edge of the altar like forgotten blessings. The sanctuary still smelled faintly of incense from last night's Good Friday service--smoke, salt, and something ancient....

She's A Keeper is an ongoing story about Penny, who's working on fucking all of her ex-boyfriend's friends for reasons that are explained both in the first part of the story and in the recap text messages below. It's best to read part 1 first, but again, there are recap text messages below.
This story will feature non-monogamous relationships and characters experimenting with multiple partners. If that's not your particular brand of enjoyment, that's cool. Life's too short to read stories you know you wo...

Author's Note:
That one guy in their friend group has the coolest girlfriend ever. You know, the one who cooks for everyone and buys a round of beer when they go out. Except that asshole just broke up with her...
She's A Keeper is a bit different from my usual stories that I share here. While I like posting an entire story at once, this one is not because it's not complete yet -- my Patreon members vote on what happens next in the story and once the episode is done, I'm sharing it here....

At this relatively early evening hour--early for a college dormitory, at least--an excited pair of feet scampered along a carpeted corridor on the fourth floor of Howard Hall, until they reached the closed door of a dorm room. A tan hand reached out and turned the handle, and a curvaceous Latina beauty slid herself through the opening and shut the door behind her....

Hey guys, here's Chapter 09! I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it took so long, I've been busy with work the last couple of weeks. Sadly, I do have a full-time job and they want me to work rather than write for some strange reason!
As I've said before, Love in the Balance is its own standalone story/series. I was hoping you could read the entire story without ever having read Birthday Pool Party. Especially since I know Birthday Pool Party has elements some readers might not enjoy. There are definitely crossove...

The disclaimers: Every character who matters is at least 18. A work of fiction (more or less). Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is coincidental (for the most part).
Part 8 picks up on Sunday morning as the couple wakes up. This installment has Tom and Hayleigh setting boundaries and ground rules, with a few frolics along the way....

The last two weeks of school seemed to go by slowly. We had graduation practice and yearbook signing and there was a few parties. Me, Jim, and Sam got together three times. I gave each of them two blow jobs in the boys locker room after class.
I was walking to the library with my arms full of old school books to donate two days before graduation when a black car pulled up and stopped next to me....

Chapter 9: Threesome at the Gym
I woke up early today, 7:30 am to be exact. Normally I wouldn't get up that early, but something exciting happened today. It's something I've been dreading for a while, until it finally happened. A few days after the check-up, I told Gabe about Benn, someone I was interested in letting into our relationship. Of course, I didn't tell him I already had sex with him, but it didn't really matter. At first, he reacted as I expected; he wanted our relationship to stay in between...

3.1


Interventions - Chris's Side

This is "the other" perspective on the third of "The Pru Chronicles." Although much of the story is embellished, some more liberally than others, there is an element of truth woven throughout. Only one of the Chronicles is fully fiction, and one other is based on very real conversations that were leading to the events described but stopped short. Otherwise, yeah, some of this is true......

The Newlyweds
I think there is an old joke about two guys talking about their wives and sex. "Is your wife any good?" asks the first guy. The second guy replies" How should I know? Ask everybody else on my street."
Unfortunately, I was that second guy.
I met the woman would become my wife at graduate school. We were put in the same study group on the first day. I thought she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in person. Tall, five'11", blonde, great figure (36 C's), Victoria was th...

Included kinks:
Futa, fantasy, mini-gts, family drama, personal backstories, darker tone, confrontation, public nudity, size praise, female muscle, mini giantess, hourglass figure, bbw, character focus
All characters are entirely fictional and all above the age of 18!
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"Hello! How's your lovely bottom after that bump the other day?"
Carys cringed with embarrassment... "Of all the things I could have said! Oh, good grief... what an utter idiot!"
Alice spun round so fast that her big hat flew over the railings onto the sand, and her hair tangled and draped over her face for a moment. Her eyes flew wide in shock as she gasped: "You... it's you... it's really you!" For a moment, Carys thought that she had made the biggest mistake of her life, and visions of arrest and a...

This is an entirely true story...
As you know (if you've read my stories), I typically use real moments in my life to build my simple stories around... You may also remember that I once travelled a lot for business.
Depending on your point of view, it was one of the job's benefits or downsides....

The boutique pulsed with subtle bass, more nightclub than clothing store. Neon accents lit the walls where mannequins posed in glossy, body-melting designs: rubber, vinyl, latex, all stitched tighter than skin.
Marla--Big Red--stood at the center, a black dress painted onto her curves. Her tits strained against the fabric, nipples fully outlined, her ass clinging to the hem with desperation. Her thighs rubbed together with every shift, soaked from anticipation and friction....

****This is Chapter 4 of an ongoing series about a middle aged guy having a fling with the 21 year old trans daughter of a college buddy. I think it can be read as a standalone but I don't go out of the way to add call backs or context, assuming that most people will read the first two prior to this one****...

Friday
When Mark woke up he was between Andrea and Karen. As he tried to get up without waking any one Andrea woke up. When he got out of the bathroom she got out of bed and said: "Tennis again?"
"Yes. I like to play and here I can get a free lesson."
Andrea kissed him and rubbed her tits on his chest saying: "Is a free lesson really worthwhile?"...

If you spot any typos, do please let me know in the comments!
Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story.
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Bounty hunter Alessia has challenged her rival, a lizardfolk named Thrax, to a fight to finally put an end to their constant bickering and get him out of her hair. Little does she know that the fight is going to make them passionate towards each other in... different ways....

Thinking back, it really was something extraordinary. We've never had anything like it since -- not even close.
I know how it sounds, but the truth is, it felt like a four-way marriage. That's the only way I can describe it. A real four-way love relationship. And sure, that kind of thing can be messy, complicated -- but it can also be beautiful in ways that are hard to explain....

Erica and I meet when she walked in front of my car. I was pulling out of the garage under the condo building I live in. The sun was in my eyes and I hit the brakes and she was still four feet in front of the car. She turned looked at me and then she was gone. I put the car in park and jumped out to see what happened and check that she was alright. Erica was sprawled out on the sidewalk and my car had stopped just short of the sidewalk. I noticed the heel of her shoe was sticking up and not attached to the ...

One of the oldest traditions of Holborn Halls for Young Women was their Mothers' Day tea. It went back to the institution having been set up over 100 years ago and it consisted basically of all the girls in the Halls inviting their mothers to meet each other and be served tea, sandwiches and cake. All very sweet and very English with all girls on best behaviour, dressed in their most respectable clothes (not difficult for the current intake at the Halls) and waiting on their mothers....

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.
I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect......

The wet spot on the front of my neatly pressed slacks had nearly disappeared by the time I entered our Midtown office building, but I had yet to pull my brain back from the brink. Every woman I passed, whether young or old, skinny or voluptuous, short or tall, invited a new facet for me to fixate on: lips pursed around a straw; the sway of hips in a summer dress; lidded eyes glancing up towards me from under a curtain of bangs. In short, I was dangerously horny, and I had but one hope of relief: my lunch br...

Most of what I write are true events from my past, lucky for me most occurring in a time before video surveillance and camera phones. As a man who lives life as a man spending a decade married to a woman and having multiple girlfriends before, after, and during my marriage I have never been able to stop Crossdressing for any length of time so when I do dress up I turn into a slut....