Chapter Two

On weekends, he was a busker playing downtown by the farmer's market. There was a particular corner sheltered from the wind that, for some odd reason, had excellent acoustics--a natural amphitheater created by the brick buildings and concrete overhangs. Jacob had discovered it by accident nearly a year ago, when ducking out of the rain with his guitar case. He'd strummed a few chords and been startled by how the sound carried, clear and resonant, bouncing off the surrounding structures in...

My girls were all giggles as they took their clothes off. It had been a long time since we had last seen each other naked, and it felt strange. Between us, we had produced 15 children. We had toiled and slaved ceaselessly for those children and had given them our sweet youth, without once thinking that it could have been otherwise. We had patiently put up with moody, selfish husbands who did not have the courage to age gracefully and who found fault with every little thing we did, no matter how hard we work...

Part 5: The Tension Before the Fall
The morning light streaming through the window woke me up, the soft glow warming my skin. My body was aching in all the right ways, but it wasn't just the lazy soreness of a good night's sleep--it was the lingering effects of last night with Dylan.
I woke up with a raging hard-on, my mind still hazy from the events that had unfolded in the hours before. The warmth of the blankets felt a little too much, like I couldn't escape the memories of Dylan's touch, his breat...

The Competition Winner.
I don't know about you guys but for a while now I have eschewed the old fashioned porn for these new chat lines. Not that I have ever chatted with the... I don't know what to call them... actors? Because they certainly are, but of course they are more than that. Yes they are performers, and exhibitionists but also they are working for a living. They have to make you and I believe it is all real....

Claudia seduced by men at (R)evolution of Desire art show
Claudia made her way downtown to Mr. Franklin's modest office building. This was place where she signed a series of non-disclosure documents before meeting Mr. Franklin.
"Good morning," the doorman declared, as he held the glass door of the office building lobby open for Claudia. "I am Mr. Simmons, you must be the fine talent Mr. Franklin has brought in. This is for you." Mr. Simmons handed her an envelope before shaking her hand....

When Daddy tells me he is not done with me yet... my heart starts beating insanely fast. I was genuinely upset a few minutes ago. Not that I'm foolish enough to think that I was his first Babygirl... I clearly am NOT! But my delusional side was maybe hoping to be the only one... currently!
Should I ask him?...

This is part 4 of 7 in All-Star Sissy, which is now completed (though I might do more continuations and spinoffs in the future)
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Things... hadn't been terrible recently.
Volleyball was getting so close to the first game that they could hardly focus on me anymore. There were a few passing jibes but everyone's attention was on the start of the season, mine included. I was actually getting pretty good at the game in a way that was ha...

That night, after the pegging show with Jane, Mistress and I slept soundly together in our marital bed.
Sunday morning we awoke later than usual. I ached a bit from last night's exertions, and my sissy pussy was still tender. It would need time to recover. Mistress leaned over and gently kissed me, saying "How is my sissy wife feeling today?"...

Chapter Six: When the Air Doesn't Lie
Evette barely looked at Eddie during their shift. She hadn't texted him all day. No check-in. Nothing. When she clocked out that evening, Eddie was already waiting in the parking lot, leaning against her car like everything was fine. She didn't speak. Just unlocked the door. He opened the passenger side and slid in, silent. She asked him if he wanted to make a run with her, telling him that they'd come back for his truck. They drove off into the coming night with onl...

Paul knew... this was the moment, his response was going to lead to something very new, very exciting, and very, very erotic.... or not!
No sooner than the last word left Marie's lips, than she took Paul's cock deep in her mouth - he could not ever recall her doing that before!
Paul moaned with pleasure, and was in turmoil as to how to answer... he could say it's just a fantasy, some bedroom fun just between the two of them, or he could admit that two nights earlier when he was in a hotel room, he mad...

All of the characters in this story are 18 or older.
Lila used to dream about romance, love, and happily ever after.
She would lay in the field of wildflowers that sprawled beside her family's estate. The scent of wildflowers--honeysuckle, lavender, and fresh grass--would fill the air. Each inhale carried a vivid essence of spring. In this field she would lie on the soft ground and gaze at white, puffy clouds in the sky above....

"Personally, I always kinda thought this was like the Empire of this trilogy, you know?" You frown, plopping down on the couch between me and the end of Kara's blanket, your bra doing a noticeably poor job of shock absorbsion.
I pointedly look away from your loose pajama top and back at the screen....

Every picture tells a story: Part 3

Note to readers: Read Parts 1 & 2 first, you will enjoy this so much more if you do. Mary continued her sexual encounters with Bill, how far would he push us this time? As usual, it does not fit easily into a single category.

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My phone chimed. It was Bill, my best friend. "Hey," I said, putting the phone to my ear....

Long time reader & a first time contributor. I've never written anything down before so hopefully this is not too awful, grammar wise. I'm just going to tell this as a i remember it. Happy to listen to light hearted & well meant criticism, haha.
This is a true story that happened during Christmas 2017. Hope you all enjoy....

As we were eating dinner one Tuesday evening, Josh looked a little distracted..."You want to tell me what you're thinking about?" I asked.
"Yeah, I was thinking that I would like to invite some of my colleagues over on Friday evening to meet you, we could grill burgers and hotdogs, what do you think?"...

This story is a continuation and revision of "The Swingers Club". If you have already read the first version, you can go straight to chapter 2.
CHAPTER 1
It was Friday and Joe was going to the swingers club he used to go to. He was something of a regular there. He was single, popular, and well liked by the other...

THE WEEK OF THE COMET


or How I Became Teratosexual


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Chapter IV


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Bravely I ran out of sight and the bravado dissolved into the pitch blackness I found there.
A few strides behind me, the square of light of the doorframe. Before me, some hundred yards below, a vague oval of hazier darkness. It was a pretty damn long shaft, dug into the rock, and the slop was unforgiving. No handrails, no lights. Couldn't see my feet....

This isn't forever.
We knew that going into this week. I know that now, even though I'm sitting with my feet in Nick's lap while we watch a movie, his hand on my shin. I glance at him, down the couch, his blue eyes fixed on the television. I think about the past six days. The beach. The sex. The homecooked meals for dinner. The fact that he calls me "baby" now....

I must say I wanted more of Erin (everyone in our little society ended up knowing about our tryst), but it turned out that Flannery took more of my attention.
A week after the wedding, she invited me over to look at her photos after she'd picked her best shots. We sat at her work table as she scrolled through her images on a large monitor. She was wearing leggings and a loose top, and her hair was pulled back into a bun. As she moved her computer mouse around, I couldn't help but notice her slender, long...

We said our vows today, hoping it would be the start of something new. Marriage. I remember when Alex proposed under a cherry blossom tree, where we first met. When he got down on one knee, I felt how nervous he was. I would hope to feel that again tonight as we embark on our journey together.
Wrapping me in his arms, whispering in my ear, "I wish we could make love sooner"...

Chapter 13 - Nudist Tavern Orgy
The tavern otherwise filled with people drinking was entirely filled with only naked women doing the same. Some looked at us coming in and talked amongst themselves in pairs or groups. All were in various stages of drunkenness and some were making out, while others were already engaged in sexual acts. There was not a single dick in sight, which worried me....

Jenn pulled up to the home of her grandfather, who had passed away a week before. A lot of work had to be done to prepare for the funeral, and Jenn was tasked with cleaning out her grandfather's house. She walked up to the front door and bent over to get the key from under the mat. She flipped over the mat when she realized it wasn't there. She looked around the general area and still couldn't find the key. She started to wonder if perhaps someone else had been by already. She walked back to the front door ...

I'm a gay bottom that has taken some cocks in my ass, and I sure sucked a whole lot of dicks. Anyway, I see these Harleys outside a bar and notice the LGBTQ stickers on the bar window and some on the bikes too. I'm horny, and this seems like it could be fun. I peek in the window but can't see anything. I cautiously enter....

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All Characters are 18 years or older.
When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes more kinky MF D/s play, stories of roommates past, business plans, and an end to the weekend....

It was her that first approached me. I had always complained that women are never the ones to make the first move, but at last it had happened. And, to be quite honest, had things been reversed, I would never have gone up to her. A skinny little loser like me trying my luck with a tall, curvy, Amazonian black beauty like that? Not a chance! Not after years of being shot down again and again by women not half as hot as the one that was apparently now trying to pick me up. But maybe this dark skinned goddess ...

Red opened his eyes. Where was he? The room looked familiar. He was sitting on a tall stool at an island in the middle of an open concept kitchen. Was this his sister's place? He stepped off the stool, landed awkwardly on his foot, and fell to the tiled floor. "Ow!" How had that happened? It was like his legs weren't as long as he remembered... and what was with his voice? He looked down. Boobs... he had boobs, poking out the tight, white t-shirt he was wearing. He sat back to see pale legs under a pair of ...

I should've known the moment I signed that stupid little contract what was coming. Miss didn't say much when she handed it to me--just that wicked grin and the words: "From now on, I'm the boss of your pretty little butt."
I thought she was teasing. I really did.
That was before the moment she marched me into the bedroom and told me to undress. Her voice wasn't loud, just firm--calm in that terrifying way women get when they already know they've won....

This is the first bondage story I ever published so I’m cheating a little for the On The Job 2025 challenge. However, it was a long time ago on a site far far away.

I slide behind my desk hoping nobody will notice my late arrival. My body is stiff from a weekend in bondage and simply being able to move my limbs freely feels awkward. I am even uncomfortable to find myself clothed, at least in the common garments worn in the outside world rather than the tight rubber fetish wear of my enacted fantasies...

This one starts quite drily but, if you stick with it, it gets considerably less dry. Quite wet actually. Messy even.
It's written in the style of an 'A Life in the Day' article: it's about a man with a very unique job. And I wrote it to be part of the OnTheJob contest.
There's a very mild element of reluctance at one moment, so fair warning about that....

We'd met online. You are submissive, I am dominant, together we have been exploring your curiosity about orgasm denial, never meeting in person until last night. Over dinner we both came to realize that what attracted us online is a hundred times more powerful in person. You didn't stay with me last night only because I thought time apart to process our feelings would be wise....