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"Should I even ask...?"
My housemate Lydia looked up at me from her bedroom floor as I put my house keys in my pocket. She acted as if there was nothing weird about what she was doing - using a hairdryer at full blast on a large, thick sheet of plastic she was holding. She was a university student studying art, so I was used to a certain level of antics and weirdness she engaged in for her degre...

'Another day another dollar'.
I grabbed my mop and bucket and headed through the service entry into the medical clinic where I spent 5 evenings a week. As far as cleaning jobs go, it was actually pretty cushy; a lot nicer than the hotel rooms I used to clean before I landed this gig.
"Is that you Robert?" Ava the receptionist called out from down the hallway....

This is a continuation of the "February Sucks, But You'll Miss It" series, which was a takeoff from George Anderson's "February Sucks". To understand it, please read the original and previous chapters in the series. George Anderson's story can be found here:

An additional chapter is in the works, and I will finish the series eventually, if I live long enough. There is a little bit of sex in this, but mostly for laughs. Thanks to all for comments on my previous efforts. :-)...

The time they'd spent together in Denmark seemed like a lifetime ago and whereas Dan had knuckled down and got back into the routine of work, Jason appeared very detached and looked like he'd something on his mind all the time.
That's not to say that Dan was happy about the way things were, but he had been around long enough to realise that you didn't always get what you wanted in life....

One of the more off-the-wall decisions Maria had made when she first bought the building that now houses her struggling adult store, Romancing the Stone, was to have a small theatre built in a storage area connected to the main shop. It was partly prompted by the empty warehousing space - but mostly because Maria spotted a set of theatre seats on eBay that came with a forty-five-foot screen and hit 'bid'. As far as impulse purchases go, this one was far from inspired. But, to her credit, when Daniel and I g...

**THIS STORY HAS THE BEGINNING OF A HOTWIFE/CUCKOLD THEME - IF IT"S NOT YOUR THING THEN PASS ON BY**
David hadn't seen Samantha Ruiz since Emily's funeral when he walked into the cafeteria at the hospital. Blue scrubs that didn't hide her sultry curves and a smile that would melt steel. She was glowing, the kind of glow a bride-to-be wears effortlessly....

I was sitting in the living room. She sat on the chair across from me in her nightgown. In a sudden bout of courage, I stood and walked to her. Sitting down, I started rubbing her feet. It was just us. We were alone. Her nightgown was pushed up past her thighs.
"What are you doing?" She asked me. I put my lips to her foot and started slowly kissing her feet, licking her toes. She moaned softly....

Your early 20s are a time for experimentation and learning things about yourself. I was in college but still living at home and I didn't have a car or much money to throw around. I had a high sex drive to put it mildly. I couldn't wait for my parents to leave the house so I could invite one of my lady friends over for an afternoon of carefree revelry. I had a secret desire to be submissive and I craved sexual humiliation. Unfortunately for me my appearance and demeanor would lead someone to believe that opp...

Amateur Night/ Backstage Chair
Tara is shivering from both the cold and her jittery nerves, as she walks inside Bonita's Spice Sweet Spice. The nun steps in something that makes her right shoe sticky. The vibe is similar to The Silver Mirage. She is reminded of the same stench that is a mix of stale cigar smoke, old carpet, and dust. The entire place has taken on a Film Noir feel, dim, hazy, and smokey.   A Disco beat shakes the building. Lights flash with a combination of pinks, purples, and oranges. Th...

(All characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 25. Thus, everything is legit and I do hope you enjoy. If not carry on. Peace be still in truth and sincerity.)
My name is Devin Johnson. I am a melanated man of the tender age of 34. Thus to say I'm a black man in a strange land with somewhat of a plan if ya understand. Anyway, I haven't always had the best of luck in life but here recently I came across a very unexpected opportunity that turned everything around in instances so to speak....

Pillow Talk
There is a topic that I would like to discuss that is directly connected to the vocabulary that people use in sexual manners.
There are words that are considered OK in polite society and other words that are considered unclean, forbidden, crude and nasty.
The current situation is that if we are going to discuss a particular subject, sex to be clear, we are restricted to words that are considered acceptable based upon context of the discussion....

Jane arrived a half hour late, as per her usual, especially when she was going to see her "rock-n-roll Jesus". We were all going to Virginia Beach to see Ryan's (that be the aforementioned rock-n-roll Jesus) best friend for the week. I was the first pick up and I, literally hated being late even for a road trip, but was thrumming with excitement. If I remember right this was my first trip out of state without family of any kind! My memory is a little unreliable sometimes. Anyway, I throw my bag into the bac...

Emily woke slowly to the rhythmic sigh of the waves. The sun was already high on the horizon, warming the sand beneath her, though the sea breeze still carried a refreshing coolness. She stretched, feeling a satisfying ache in muscles pushed to their limit the previous day. Her body, adorned by little more than sand, tingled with nervous energy, anticipating the sunset meeting....

Anna had just seduced her boss, Gil, in her office with Corey watching from behind a stack of boxes. Corey watched his wife get down on her knees and blow him, then lie back on her desk and beg for his thick, ten-inch cock. After Gil finished and left, Anna and Corey took things to a new level, smashing boundaries that had previously constrained them. You can read about that in Part 3....

Zoe woke long before her alarm. Her body was already restless -- humming with heat and anticipation, her nerves sparking beneath her skin like static before a storm. She lay still, eyes fixed on the ceiling, one hand idly trailing the dip of her waist, fingers brushing the sash of her robe but going no further. Not yet....

This is a fantasy story of a young white man finding a new sexual awakening.
I am a new writer who's trying to add stories to this great site. If you don't like the story please move on don't leave negative comments & mark's! Just please move on?
There are themes of Sissy Clothing/Butt Plugs/Anal Black Men fucking White Man/Queen of Spades if none of these interest you please skip this story!...

Kate and Jenna are two of the kindest woman I have ever known.
Kate is very tall and thin. With blue eyes and black hair. And an athletic build. Jenna is very tall and thin too, with red hair and green eyes. She is slightly shorter than Kate. And has a winning smile. Both are about thirty-five.
They look out for me....

Hello! I hope you enjoy Part 3 of Banned. Part 4 will be the end and is almost finished.
The characters of this story feel very real to me, and as such the story almost writes itself.
Please be warned, this chapter is quite dark. I considered changing it, but then I felt lost as the story didnt seem real to me anymore....

They called it 7 Minutes in Heaven. God knows why.
Show me one teenager who had a moment of true happiness, shoved into the closet by their sexually confused high school friends, pressured to get it on with whoever happened to be thrown in there with them. More often than not, it was an exercise in humiliation....

Sage and Jeremy left the outdoor area and entered the restaurant. Sage's heels tapped against old tile floors well while Jeremy's eyes drifted between her smooth legs and the soiled floor mats they walked over. Waiters, busboys, and guests mulled through the Tuscan-inspired hallways, passing by the couple as they peered towards the private bathroom....

The apartment was hushed, wrapped in low amber light. Seth 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....

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------JULIA------
My eyes crept open to our sunlit room and the sounds of birds chirping outside. I was laying on my side, naked, one breast spilling over Michaels chest as he held it with the hand of the arm he had wrapped around me.
I squinted at the daylight, struggling to keep my eyes open against the warm embrace of sleep, as I looked up at him....

As I walked through the house, I was a bit sad; Sunday had already come. I had been at Grandma Annali's since Thursday helping around the ranch. There were endless chores to be done, like tending to the horses, weeding in the garden, and of course, making fry bread! These were always treasured times with grandma, all the more sweet since grandfather, Shay, had passed. But now it was time to head home. Grandma always made sure I had my jish, a leather pouch with things to keep evil spirits at bay. I knew I w...

She was briefly lit in the open doorway of the steam room--a lithe, beautiful figure, barely visible through the suspended vapour trails.
"Hola," the three voices said almost in unison as the girl, Marlene, closed the door behind her and strode across the room to sit opposite the couple, Alex and Jessica, who watched discreetly but intently. There was just enough time for the couple to appreciate the tanned body, long legs, and pert behind before the girl settled, with a warm slap, on the tiled seating....

Your bf is away, and as we kid around about your porn watching when he's gone we end up sitting down to watch a video together... So open up 'Eden Ivy - Garden of Eden' (video version lasting 43:54), and set it up at 17:10. Hit play when I say so... And endulge in some fun on the side. Our little secret ;)....

We were never as obsessed with photos as some swingers are -- God, Archie and I have met couples who seemed to get more of a thrill from looking at what they'd done than actually doing it.
I remember one couple telling us, "Honestly, the best part is watching the footage afterward. That's the real high."...

The tale continues with me having to be totally honest to my wife and her being happy to explore every avenue with me.
Once I was showered, dry and dressed I began to make my way downstairs, it was all very quiet and so I tiptoed my way from the stairs and stood in the lounge doorway. I peeped around to see my wife's arse in the air, not quite covered by her purple satin wrap over robe. Her head was slowly bobbing up and down, her wet hair clinging to her head....

They'd been on the road moving practically non-stop. Even travelling late into the nights. Havi guiding them through the dark until they'd have to stop to give themselves and the horses a break. During this time Havi barely spoke to Olya, still angry about her actions in Carborough. He had been leading them directly south to cross the border into the Lower Principalities. A loose collection of nation states who were no longer controlled by the Faith Lands. While magic was not outlawed, they had their own is...

He brought me to the edge of the balcony, and stood behind me while we looked down at the writhing mass on the dancefloor.
The music thumped heavily, lights flashing to the rhythm and the dancefloor was filled with blissful euphoria, people dancing close to friends and strangers. We could see many couples making out, groping one another, and a few that were very likely fucking amidst their unconcerned compatriots....

No character in this story was under 18 when they had sex.
I will leave it to the reader to decide what is true and what is fiction. I have been around long enough to know that each person decides what is true or not based on their own experiences, and NOT based on what is actually true.
Chapter 26 -- Beatrice...