"I wanted to wake you up in a way that let you know how I wanted the day to go." Her hair is a mess and she looks so sexy in the dim light that I can't believe this isn't a dream.
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Chapter I: In A Simple Hotel Room
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I: In which Charlie finds the wood
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I wake with orange dawn light filtering into the curtains, and a strange sensation that I can't place. I'm lying on my back and I stir and discover first pressure on my legs and then simultaneously realize my cock is hard as iron and be...

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Slave to My Indian Maid - Chapter 17
Rashida and her family enjoy me thoroughly in the village - Tarek
This was supposed to be the last entry in the story of me and my maids, and I tried to keep this chapter short, but failed. Hence, I have no choice but to post this in two chapters. I promise to post the two chapters one after another, so my loyal readers don't have to wait....

CHAPTER 3 -- THE VILLA
The taxi pulled away slowly, leaving them in silence. It was just before three in the afternoon, the kind of quiet weekday where nothing extraordinary should be happening.
They stepped onto the stone path. Heather adjusted the lapel of her coat. Beside her, Claudia walked with quiet poise. The wind tugged gently at their coats. Underneath, they both knew exactly what they had chosen to wear....

I glide up the stairs and through the portal of the historic house in downtown Detroit with LittleWilly at my heels. Once inside, we transport seamlessly (aside from my stockings) into the Prohibition Era -- dim lights, the smell of leather and wood and whisky, the way that the impulse to pleasure persists despite an un-loving authoritarian leadership. No cell phones, websites or e-mail. Inside, we are metal signs, painted notices, handwritten notes, and body language. The backdrop for tonight's beautiful a...

Drew was already on his knees when he heard the bathroom door open.
The bedroom was dim--just a soft light glowing from the corner lamp, casting long shadows across the floor. His body was tense, but still. Naked. Hands resting on his thighs, palms up. Eyes down.
His cock had already begun to harden just from the act of waiting....

Your wife, your submissive is your life. One night she asks a question you are not ready to really answer. She wants a baby. You’re scared and not ready even though you know it’s all she wants. You handle her until you can’t anymore the next morning. What devious plan will she come up with?
Script by u/Patron_of_Ravens...

The sun hung high in the spring sky, casting a warm glow over the veteran's home nestled deep in the woods. The air was thick with the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass, a perfect backdrop for the day's volunteer work.
Sara, 19, a cheerleader since sophomore, with a figure that turned heads wherever she went, moved gracefully across the farm adjacent to the main house. Her short skirt swayed with each step, revealing her toned legs, and her tight white T-shirt hugged her 34B breasts, accent...

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Mes profs et Moi
J'avais 20 ans a cette époque, j'aimais déjà les garçons, un jour en semaine j'ai cours de sport et je me déshabille dans les vestiaires des garçons, je suis seul, j'étais en caleçon et j'allais mettait mon short quand j'entends la porte du vestiaire s'ouvrir et je vois mon prof ( M Martin) il me demande si je suis prêt, je vois qu'il me regarde, je commence à toucher ma queue en mettant mon pantalon....

Daddy's Home: Day Five
Daddy's leaving tomorrow and it's not lost on me that I was very spoiled the past few days. This morning, I woke up Daddy to suck his cock, like he asked me to, but he was pretty groggy and probably a little hungover. He gave me a pass to suck his dick tonight and I've been thinking about it all day....

Present Day - Bryant House Hotel
"Good morning, Mr. Marshall."
I looked up from my equipment case to find Vi standing in the doorway of the Bryant House suite, her expression perfectly professional, not a hint of our confrontation at HAZE visible in her composed features. She wore a cream silk blouse and tailored trousers, hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail--the embodiment of understated elegance....

Pearl bullets glued on string, caught in mesh, and stuffed into oil-sheen cardboard. I pull it out of the box and inspect it against my naked body in the bathroom mirror. Scarce fabric, ready to fray, fall apart, designed for fleeting alleyway encounters. How would that part map to that part of my body, I wondered. It was an anatomical puzzle, and one that would inevitably leave me exposed. Ink spilt against milk and bone. The kind of fabric that drags wherever it touches, and can only be improved by being ...

"Do you need to call your husband or anything?" Christy asked.
"Nope."
"So he's --"
"I'm cheating on him. You're fucking another man's wife, to get me pregnant, without his knowledge or permission. He's had years to do the job, and I'm sick of waiting. I'm not going to hide it either. I don't know what I'll tell him tomorrow, but in the next couple of days I'm going to tell him I let another man breed me. Well, maybe when I miss my period, but I like the idea of telling him right after the door to ...

Waiting for the Light

Chapter Five
The Fourth Kind
By ten that night, we were all wondering if the blue UAP was going to return. The small talk between us had died down. It was Ben, after a lengthy silent period, who spoke first, "Well, that's how these things go, here one minute and gone the next."...

Three Ladies - II
SweetSudha26
"Ayyo yo.. Nannaa... what is this? Why did you dragged me here.."
The games that Dad and Daughter play at home
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Aparna - 2
That night at about 11.30 "Aaaaa... mmmmm.. ahah.. slow... my what happened to you... so vigorous today... hahahah.." Aparna's mother is saying in their bed room.....

J'avais 36 ans et je suis sur une application pour les hommes. Je vois un beau mec qui de plus il pratique le BDSM, je lui demande par écrit si on peux faire une séance que c'est la premier fois pour moi.
Il me répond oui et on se donne rendez vous le mercredi d'après pour 18h.
Je lui demande le lieu de rendez-vous il me donne l'adresse d'un hôtel à Bruxelles, Il me dit aussi qu! il me donnera le numéros de chambre le matin même de mon arrivée....

Her body was strapped to the St Andrew's cross, legs pried apart and arms thrown wide, embracing the naked air. Her skin was rippled with goosebumps, partly for the cold and partly for everything else. I left her eyes uncovered during the binding process, so she could see that it was my hands tightening the leather cuffs, my hands putting her into place. Hands that she trusted....

Hanna Ellis stepped into the small private bathroom that was nestled into the back corner of her office. She looked into the mirror, appraising the woman who looked back at her. Her long, blonde hair was pulled up into a loose bun, her makeup, lightly accenting the features of her face. Her outfit was designer, a charcoal jacket and pencil skirt over a silk burgundy blouse. This particular look was picked up from a tailor just outside of Rome. The clothes were tailored to fit her five-foot, ten-inch frame i...

Interviews in a BDSM Resort

Thank you for opening my story. I hope you enjoy it and think it worth giving a rating, and if possible, a comment. Like many contributors to this site, I find readers' reactions helpful in deciding what to write next, and what to include in my stories.
This is the third volume in the "Interviews" tetralogy, which was originally intended as a trilogy. It is not a serial. Each volume can be enjoyed on its own, so please don't be deterred if you have not read the first tw...

It had been two days with no reply from Laney. So this is what it feels like to be ignored. It fucking sucks. But maybe I deserve this. I ignored her, didn't I? But that was before... why is she ignoring me? Does she regret what we did?
"Red!" Ken waved a hand in front of his friends face. "Did you hear me?"...

The bathroom was a steam-choked haze, the air thick with the musk of wet skin and Stacy's cunt still clinging to Mia's face. I stood there, cock in hand, jeans puddled around my ankles, staring at them--my daughter, naked and unashamed, water beading on her dark bush and those hard, rosy nipples; Mia, on her knees, grinning like a feral little beast, her lips glossy with Stacy's juices. Stacy's words hung between us--"Enjoying the show?"--and Mia's tug on my jeans was a fucking siren call. "Come play, Daddy...

Author's note: the following story contains scenes of incest between an eighteen-year-old girl and her uncle. Enjoy!
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Anna really didn't want to go to church that morning.
She resisted being dragged from her warm bed by her nagging mother for a good forty-five minutes, until finally, the middle-aged woman threatened to call Anna's father and inform him of his daughter's stubbornness. Anna's father was away on a business trip, you see, but the thought of him returning home with a reason to discipl...

The next morning I woke to the smell of coffee and bacon.
I walked into the kitchen and Jim was there making breakfast. "Coffee is ready. Check out the couch." he said.
I looked over and there was Brittany sprawled naked sleeping. She had fresh cum on her tits. I looked at Jim. "Wasn't me. I came out and she was like that." Jim said....

Friends & Lovers, My Sister-in-law
Shane is in love with his sister-in-law.
Did you ever meet someone for the first time, inexplicably, overpoweringly, and overshadowing your current relationship while knowing that your attraction to her is wrong. Yet, unable to help yourself, you instinctively know that she's the one? She's the one that you want. She's the one that you must have. She's the one that you'd happily spend your life with while raising a family....

Falling From Grace - Chapter 3
AN UNFOLDING ROMANCE BETWEEN UNCLE MATT AND HIS NIECE GRACE
AUTHOR NOTE:
This story is a slow-burn, emotionally intense journey told through micro-moments, small shifts, and inner dialogue. It explores themes of confusion, longing, caregiving, and the gradual unraveling of boundaries....

Author's Note - I wanted to do this for a while. Though I love the indivudal chapters of this series and always thought it would work better in a single volume. I've reread, reworking and revising everything. Essentially this is the same story and it's all here (yes, even chapter 4 - be warned), but think of it as my director's cut. Thank you for all the feedback and support, the comments, and please enjoy the ride!...

Introduction -- I started this story some time ago. I hope to finish it eventually. If you want to follow the storyline, I suggest reading the first three chapters before this one. I hope you enjoy.
Vladimir Petrova slammed his hand on his desk, overcome with rage. "How the fuck does this happen?! How does one fucking bitch cause us so much trouble?! What the fuck am I going to tell mother when I get back to the mansion? Four guys taken out in the garage! And now three more arrested, sitting in their van...

By Joe Lewin
Author's Note: I received a private note from a reader who told me he enjoyed my stories but noted that I often take a lot of time to build to the sex scenes. He wondered if I'd ever tried writing something short and to the point. I thought he made a good point and set a goal to write something spank-worthy in under 1,000 words. Leave a comment and let me know if you think I hit the mark....

Previously: Amanda and Tom are at their favorite annual fall fishing spot with their son Graham.
Amanda is forced to confront her sexual frustration by Graham and their sexy camping neighbor Lexi.
Once she let's go of her 'stinkin thinkin' her paradigm of taboo sex shifts; she discovers a whole wonderful world of sexual pleasure....

Moving in


Part 2

Rachel stared down the barrel of the cock before her, her lust-drunk mind struggling to understand what was going on. Her body continued convulsing, the aftershocks of her orgasm sending lightning bolts from her pussy to her brainstem and back again.
It was a nice cock, she had to admit- girthy, but not comically so, with a thick, flared head dripping with pre-cum. It throbbed enticingly as it pointed, straight as an arrow, at Rachel's face....