Abbie, my wife, has two close girlfriends, Becca and Claire. They are referred to by each other and by their husbands as "A", "B" and "C". Abbie is twenty-nine years old and so am I. I'm Mark. We've been married five years. No kids. Becca is twenty-eight. I know that because we went to her birthday party last week. She and her husband Bob have two kids. I also went to Claire's birthday party but that was months ago so I don't remember how old she is. But her and their husbands are about my age. Claire has o...

HIM
"Le Mouton, seven sharp, Suit and tie required..." Ms Martin didn't bat an eye using her American Express Black card for the five thousand plus bill on her 2017 red Ferrari Portofino convertible. Set of tires and an oil change, twenty thousand mile service. I'm the assistant manager of the service department, I've been servicing her car since new. Ordering me to meet her at one of the most expensive and trendy restaurants in town....

The apartment was hushed, wrapped in low amber light. Oliver moved with care at the bar cart, the ice cubes clinking too loudly in the quiet. He tried not to rush -- measuring, stirring, twisting the orange peel just so -- but his hands weren't as steady as he wanted them to be. The mezcal burned faintly as it met the glass. Familiar. Comforting. A little dramatic, maybe, but he needed the ritual....

Author's Note: Sorry if this one's rushed. My original vision really drifts like a sand. There's the hurry as if I'm losing the freshness of it. After writing Chapter 2, I'm starting to think if it's Romance, Drama and Comedy as its subgenre. Or dark humor (lol).
Side note: I find my grammar softwares gentrifying certain nuances. It also polishes too much of the grit in the narrative voice. I'm having doubts putting it there instead of immediately publishing it after writing. Maybe I'll try on the later ...

Eli wasn't sure when it changed -- when his home, his marriage, stopped being about just him and Melissa.
When their bond, their laughter, their little world, quietly became something... bigger. Darker.
Better for her.
It started small: Ava crashing on their couch for a weekend.
Ava's playful teasing at dinner....

This was my first submission to the Creative Community Challenge on Reddit (thanks Joleneaudio!)
My assignment was [Concert] which is interesting, because I'm an introverted hermit who gets nervous around crowds and loud music bahaha.
Despite that, this was fun to make. It was the first time I had recorded live over a music track, but I think it helped with my pacing....

This fantasy tale is set in the fictional Northern England town of Damcaster. The characters are not intended to represent any real person, living or dead. The events in this story are not a guide to sex. In real life you should behave, or misbehave, responsibly.
George wriggled in the chair. The ropes chafed and he was a bit chilly. Though not as chilly as the three pairs of eyes that were staring at him....

This is chapter two of a multi-chapter story requested by Adam and written by Vanessa Foxe (breedorbebred)
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Cianna gave the pot on the stove another quick stir, then double-checked that the element was set low enough that the food wasn't at risk of boiling over. Satisfied, she dropped the lid back into place, sat down in her customary chair at Zavier's small kitchen table, and started riffling through the messenger bag she'd left hanging on the back of it. The oats would still need ...

So I am officially getting old. I am turning 50 this year. That also means that many of my childhood and college friends are, too.
I have never been one to make a big deal about birthdays, and most of my friends haven't made big deals about their birthdays, at least since 21. Fifty seems to be one that is different. Some of us plan to do nothing, and others want to pull out all of the stops. One invited a bunch of us to join a safari and Kilimanjaro climb. Sadly, didn't work with my schedule. Others are ...

The three years Akram was with us were precious and we all knew that we were lucky to have spent them with him. He made it possible for all of us to engage in regular, safe, and healthy sex without disturbing our academic endeavors. In fact, under the guidance and supervision of Chun, our sex life made us better students and wiser human beings. My periods, which were often irregular during exam time, now arrived and left like clockwork, clean and mainly painless. My skin was clear and my appetite was always...

My name is Daphne North and I'm an exhibitionist.
I have an exceptional body, with toned abs, high, firm buttocks, dancer's legs, and the sort of boobs that can mesmerize both men and women.
And I love being stared at. I love being the center of attention. Of course, my stuffy, right-wing parents don't approve of me showing off my body for the crowds, so, I have to travel to Fort Lauderdale or Augustus Beach or someplace far away from home if I want to show off my tits and ass and get objectified in p...

Karl and Anne Coach New Swingers - Part 5
This is a winding story, that involves our well known couple, Karl and Anne. The story, however, will focus on Mark and Linda, and how the friendship between the two couples turned into something more.
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Alex knew he was in trouble. His ship, the elf-princess, really wasn't made for this kind of emergency. Nor, really was he, if he was being honest to himself. Sure - the ship had provisions for many more months, but he was only meant to be here surveying the moons of Saturn for two weeks, not months. He needed most of those provisions for the return trip. And this failure, if he couldn't fix it himself, would leave him stranded far outside the reach of most of the shipping lanes....

Sondra and Frank got married quietly; they were both happy to not make a big deal out of it. What was a big deal was their whole demeanor about life. All of the people at the hospital said they both had a vibrant look, as though they were transformed somehow. Actually, they were transformed. As they joined a health club and worked out together, they cooked together, they did house projects together, and they had to spend an hour a day enjoying each other's bodies....

"If she's not home yet, I'm getting back in the car to cool off. Gawd, it's steamy out here," Prof. Pettit complained, climbing the steps to the oversized porch.
"It sounded like she was almost home when I called," Phinn relayed, stopping to stand before the heavy-looking oak front door. He reached out to push the buzzer before taking a step back....

Oh gosh, what had I done?
I didn't know what I was thinking. Yes, I was lonely, miserable, and more than a little horny when I wore those leathers in the park at night. I had fantasized about some stranger taking me and using me for his pleasure.
It was like a dream (or nightmare) come true when my dick of a neighbor appeared....

The city faded in her rearview mirror and was replaced by the familiar coastal road home. Celina replayed the scene with Dani in her head. The way her face had flushed pink, her voice sounding so helpless as she counted out the smacks. It had been delicious.
Gravel crunched under the tyres as Celina pulled up in her driveway. As she rounded the corner to the backyard, she spotted Jo, taking the washing off the line. She usually got home from work before Celina, and was dressed in her usual after-work att...

"Oh yeah... he's gunna like that." John's comment comes as I stand before him in the bedroom of our caravan clothed only in lingerie, all black of course the full works, polka dot stockings with suspenders, tiny lacy panties, and covering my bosoms a matching see through bra that pushes my assets together nicely to produce a deep cleavage....

It started with a sketchbook and a stolen glance.
Every Saturday morning, Silas arrived at the town farmer's market just as the vendors were setting up their stalls, his leather messenger bag slung across his chest, sketchbook tucked under his arm. While everyone else carried baskets and reusable totes, Silas carried graphite and desire....

Sunday Morning, I wake up early again. To my recurrent annoyance, the moment I turned forty, my body decided to completely forget about the concept of sleeping in. Sarah, on the other hand, is an absolute champion sleeper. If it were an Olympic discipline, she could sleep for England. She is looking peaceful and happy doing it, too. Lucky her....

CHAPTER TWO
Tushar Rathi, her boss, was a friendly, generous man in his mid forties. She knew he liked her and had big eyes for her. Although she didn't actively encourage him in that direction, she didn't protest when he stole glances at her thighs as she sat at the open front desk facing him, or when he looked down her neckline or brushed a hip or breast as he passed her....

Ben's eyes became wide in terror as the corridor's clearly audible footfall and muffled voices got louder. Their bodies still linked in the most intimate manner as the prospect of discovery crept ever closer, he stayed paralyzed, impaled on Ava's absolutely huge member. Sweat beaded over his forehead, not from pleasure but from the growing tide of total horror; his heart thumped against his ribs like a caught animal....

14. The New Tenants
There was a lot to do. Mom wondered whether we should wait until the divorce papers were signed, but Jordan wouldn't hear of it. We set to work, spending a couple of days throwing out everything in the north wing, and readying it for photos, which I took with my good camera and lighting. They turned out really well....

"Well, you should feel free to satisfy your appetites while I get things ready," she says. "As you can see I've laid out everything I need within arm's reach so I shouldn't need to move my feet from this spot."
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Chapter III: In the City of Angels
Section IV: In Which Lunch is Delayed and Dinner Gets Its Due...

Somewhere in all of that we fell asleep. I woke up with Ash cradled under my arm and nursing a pretty banging hangover. I looked over and saw the bottle of wine almost completely empty and I felt nasty. I rolled out of bed and got into our walk-in shower.
It wasn't long until I heard the shower door and was joined by Ashley. She came up behind me and hugged me and we just stood in the water for a minute. I then turned around and she was looking up at me. She smiled and bashfully put her head into my ches...

Sunfest had arrived.
Every year West Palm held a music and arts festival which attracted a ton of people. While music played throughout the week, the best concerts were Thursday through Sunday. I typically had to work those four days but had been granted off Thursday at my request.
The unfortunate part of working in the service industry is that nearly all of your friends end up being from the service industry. After calling around, I was unable to find anyone who was free to go to the Nelly concert th...

Amy's Shares Honeymoon

After we spent a night in Singapore, we boarded our ship for a five-night cruise around Asia after which we get off the ship at Hong Kong where we spend another night before heading off on a five-day tour of Guangxi Province, China. Then back to Hong Kong for three more nights before heading home....

THE THREE MUSKETEERS 2.0
A continuation of February Sucks in Greenville.
PREAMBLE RAMBLE; This takes place around 2 years after February Sucks, 4 years after Hal's Story Part 2. As I never planned on writing this or the February story there may be some continuity issues as far as the kids ages and Hal's business growth go. I tried to make it work. Many of the characters have appeared in both stories....

For the second time in one day I have Crispin's hard cock in my hand. Crispin's breath mingles with mine, blowing hot over my neck. His hand is wrapped tightly around my dick, moving in time with my hand on his.
I felt like a fucking rock star when I saw him waiting by my car. He looked so self-conscious, glancing nervously at every person who walked by. All I said to him was, "Hey," and unlocked the car, and then Crispin chewed his lip and shrank in his seat until we reached my neighborhood. Given how h...

The Last Incubus: Chapter 20

Note to readers: this chapter contains some light bondage--sort of.
Chapter 20: A busy night of dream-walking.
"You will not fear the terror of the night." ~ Psalm 91 v. 5.
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"Ross? Come in," Kayla said as she answered the door at the Beta Iota sorority house....