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It started with Neal coming home early. Usually he worked late on Fridays, wanting to get as much finished as possible so when he came back into the office on Monday he could have a more relaxing day, rather than having to go from zero to sixty after the weekend. But today he'd actually found he didn't have as much...

Scott and Anna's Trial.
"There it is! Take the next left."
Scott swung the MG into the dark lane and floored the car. The rear tyres lost traction on some gravel and the rear end stepped out. He only just managed to recover it, and then looked over at Anna who was holding on tight to her door handle with a big grin on her face....

Disclaimer: every situation & characters are fictional and over the age of 18.
Special thanks to my volunteer editor for correcting spelling mistakes!
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T'Pol arrived at the medical bay at 8:00pm sharp, as she had promised....

Both of my parents were missionaries and raised me in a very conservative manner. Sex was never a topic in our house. While I looked at a few pictures of naked men, I had my first sexual experience when I went to university.
My roommate and I came home fairly drunk from a party. As we came through the door, she kissed me. I thought it was cute so I kissed her back. The next thing I knew, her hand was between my legs. I was confused. The shock of being touched by a woman was contrasted by how good it felt...

The clink of silverware and low hum of conversation filled the hotel restaurant, a polished space tucked just off the main lobby with gleaming dark wood, soft lighting, and crisp white linens. Ryan sat at a table near the window, picking at a Caesar salad, his blazer folded over the back of the chair. The late afternoon sunlight cast a golden wash over the linen, and across from him, Scott leaned back slightly in his seat, looking every bit the polished professional in his tailored shirt that hugged his bro...

Disclaimer:
All characters depicted in When the Music Fades are 18 years of age or older, regardless of how emotionally stunted, romantically confused, or artistically tortured they may appear. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental--or a wild stroke of literary luck....

[Guy releases his greatest invention, the MidnightSphere™, to trial members, but his company runs into a massive problem; the virtual reality-assisted sex is so good, they don't want to leave.]
His mouth opened, and a moan spilled out as the other man's firm hands gripped his waist so he wouldn't go away. Guy's cock pulsed when his lover pushed the silicone MidnightSphere™ purple fantasy dildo to the base into his ass....

I laid you back on the bed in nothing but your panties.
We had been standing, for a deliciously long time, kissing, moving into each other, feeling each other. As we stood, our tongues searching, time stopped around us. You tasted sweet and full of promise. The room was charged with excitement as we moved around each other, into each other, lost in the moment. I loved moving my hands over you, feeling your curves through your clothes. You wore a black dress that clung to your body. I could feel your pant...

"And this little one..." Piper said as she reached behind herself to grab a black cat stuffie in a sitting position, "is Boots!"
Sidney smirked, "is it because of the paws...?"
"Yup!" Piper said with a cheery smile. She set Boots down and looked around at the sizable collection of stuffies she'd sat on the bed around herself and Sidney, "and with that... I think that's it..."...

--- Authors Note ---
If you have not read "Having Kya", please read that FIRST and then return here.
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We both walked outside of our room holding each other like 2 crazed lovers. Both of us recovering from our hot session from earlier. It was a warm night. The town was festive and people were out enjoying it. Lots of food stands, lots of places to socialize and even the option to take an evening stroll around a nice man-made lake....

Road Stories is set in the same neighborhood as "The Consultant" and "Neighbors", but the stories will be standalone so don't feel like you can't jump right in!
All sex-having people in the story are over 18 years old.
Work travel is tiresome. But there are perks if you do enough of it. I'd spent enough time in the air over quite a few years that I was going to fly first class on any domestic flight on a couple of different airlines. Same was true of the hotels that I frequented -- if they had upgrade...

"Kon'nichiwa. Watashitachiha bajji kakutoku no tame ni kobetsu hōmon de mankowo shea suru gārusurattodesu. Watashitachi ga motto ī suratto ni nareru yō, tetsudatte kuremasen ka?"
Yeah, okay. I used Google translate for this one because I have NO IDEA what she actually said. I sincerely doubt the accuracy of the translation because this LOOKS like more words than she said. I know it was Japanese because I'm passingly familiar with a small smattering the language thanks to a college roommate who unsuccessf...

Olivia sighed and turned away from her computer and looked at the open window. She swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in her mouth and glanced back at the computer, then back at the window. Her heart raced, but she needed this. She was becoming addicted to the way her heart raced and her pussy dripped every time she thought of exposing her nineteen year old body, whether to strangers, friends, or perverted older men online....

Very few of the clans of Kharsoom bother with a navy. The continent of Obai is vast, but much of the settlements are in the interior. As for its shores, it does not have much in the way of beaches or bays, and much of the coastline is rocky, bordered with cliffs and mountains. Those few places where ships can make port in Kharsoom were perhaps the one place the infamously decaying culture had remained somewhat vital....

I couldn't believe it. Truly, this should not be happening.
But here I was, balls deep in something I shouldn't be.
What am I balls deep in, you may wonder.
The tightest pussy I've ever fucked frankly, and I've had a lot of pussy over the course of my thirty-three years living on this mortal plane....

This is Part two of the audio of my story "strong>The Coffee Joint" where three friends cum for each other in a public coffee shop.


The Coffee Joint Pt. 02 by Sottovoce

















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All persons depicted in this story are fictitious and are consenting adults over the age of 18.
Any resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. This story is completely fictional but is also completely possible.

Massage Party, Part 3

After a few minutes the ladies were ready to join the others and relax their minds and bodies. As we entered the balcony, we noticed that the curtains were not drawn as they were the first time. It seemed that Jessie, Jasmine and I had an audience....

Out of the blue I got a text from Tim.
"Dear Sally, hope you are well. We are doing fine her. Still deep in study. Both Tom and I have girlfriends who seem very satisfied with our performance. All thanks to you. My younger brother who is nineteen started Uni in the autumn. He's studying biology and quite enjoying himself. He's found himself a girlfriend but I suspect from the way he talk things aren't too good when it comes to bed. Tom and I were wondering if you could possibly invite them on one of your...

The image filled half of the screen and was divided in half vertically. One side of the image was dark. The other was lit but showed only an actual desk-top, the grain of a stained wood surface. There was movement and a hand wearing four heavy gold rings came into view. The hand quite clearly belonged to an African-American man....

(This story is inspired by Salamando_Flames Sex Magic stories that created such a rich concept to enjoy. Particularly the story "The Argument" as I really liked the idea of a loving couple in the sex magic world, trying to adjust and adapt their relationship to the new normal, without so much of the dominatrix theme. I'm looking forward to expanding on this couple in other stories, hope you enjoy.)...

CHAPTER ONE
Anisha should have been the happiest eighteen year-old in the world as she stood naked before her mirror that morning, but instead she was a candidate for the title of unhappiest.
It was doubly ironic because just a week prior to the day, she had been given a title, Miss State Beauty Queen....

As always, I was left with only fragments of my dreams: rounded curves, low feminine moans, the sensation of sliding into warmth. And, of course, a massive erection I knew I'd have no time to do anything about. It's not that my job was so important that I couldn't afford to be late, at least not on a global level. Managing telemarketers wasn't saving lives, making millions, or solving society's ills, after all, but it was a paycheck, and somehow, I'd discovered that I was rather good at it. Good enough that...

This story is inspired by a comment to one of my Loving Wives stories. The comment read "The wimp cuck should man up and just divorce the cheating bitch."
This story speculates how a man might respond adversely to Anonymous's admirable advice. It draws upon my own nervous breakdown but my precipitating event was different to George's. But the process of mental disintegration is the same. That description of a nervous breakdown (and not the description of sex acts) is the reason for me writing this piece....

Peris stood, unblinking, in the doorway with papers scattered at his feet, staring as Fosi clutched her "father's" oversized clothing to her body. She didn't think there was any way she could have felt covered enough for comfort; her skin burned under his determined gaze, yet she froze in terror.
How much has he seen? How should I appear? Need to think of a lie, quickly! Why is he just standing there!? Please... just turn away......

It was fun with Sally especially as she got really turned on by the 'tying up' and 'spanking' nights; we even got together with my friend Tara a couple of times; the woman who I'd told her liked being hog-tied with a dildo up her arse while sucking my cock.
The first night with Tara was a Saturday and a surprise for my young neighbour. I'd already spent an hour with Sally, 'getting her ready'... she was already wearing seamed stockings and suspenders with expensive and sexy underwear that included a G-St...

Since he was 19 and after fucking his auntie, Paul knew deep down he was a devoted lover of old ladies and came to prefer fucking only old women. His preference was for ladies over 70, ideally plump going to fat with bellies overhanging very hairy cunts and really droopy tits.
Of course finding such women was never easy and he had to make do with wanking over old tarts in magazines. His favourite was 'old cunts' and in the back...

The next morning we can finally sleep in. That is, Sarah is still sleeping soundly when I'm rudely awakened by my bladder. When I return to bed, I lie next to her for a while and admire her lovely face, innocent and relaxed in deep sleep. After I while, I start to get hungry, so I get up and make us breakfast: a pile of small pancakes with syrup. I pour myself a coffee and hear her emerging from my bedroom. I am happy to see she is not only stark naked, but also just as beautiful and sexy as I remember her....

Chapter 2 - Part 1
I gulp and scramble to my knees as Nick, Caleb, and Jay approach me. Caleb uses his pointer to nudge my chin up so I'm looking in his eyes.
Caleb starts, "So, which one of us do you want to serve for your mock session?"
I blink, stunned.
"Huh?," I reply.
"Your first escapade here isn't going to be three on one. Choose one of us to play with. The other two will watch," Caleb continues....

How to have sex with an alien girl
Because the publisher is asking me this time to write a few words about the moment of inspiration that made me write the horror story itself, I'll try to enlighten you.
Such an invitation couldn't be more fitting, because from this explanation it will be clear why the whole event that seemed so horrifying to me to an ordinary reader may seem quite banal....

Trying to sleep on the first day out from port is always difficult. You get used to a sol cycle even if it isn't your own and your body doesn't wanna break from it just because you're in a lightless metal canister being flung through a dimensional shortcut corridor outside the fabric of normal space-time. The ship jittered occasionally as it caught an ion cloud and surged forward, but that wasn't what kept him laying there awake....