Chapter 18
On Thursday morning, Helena's gardener saw a car he didn't know pull into the car park. Visitors usually parked in the circle at the front door. The car drove back to park beside Rob's old Volvo instead of nearer the house. It prompted him to wonder when he'd last seen Rob, who'd been away been some days....

Though my mind went momentarily blank, noises from the TV screen, Zach, and Victoria continued. This jack was anything but over. The commands of the Dom in the film, filled the living room and as I recovered, the scene in the living room was going hot and heavy. Zach covered in his own come was jacking toward another load, and Victoria had a fist deep in her cunt with her eyes fixed on the depravity that Black sub was enduring hungrily. Victoria was in sync with her, both excellent sluts. That sight, the so...

Peter makes his way up the stairs, the motion sensor light clicks on, illuminating his form: a man in uniform; he comes in through the unlocked side door, and breathes a sigh of relief as he crosses the threshold, closes and locks the door behind him. Past the kitchen-- and continues to the bedroom; having taken off his shoes at the door and then the upper layers of his clothing along the way. He finishes undressing and arranges his clothing on a suit rack....

First Order
Part 1
It was quiet inside the room, with the exception of the air conditioner. It was freezing cold, but he insisted on it being set to 65°. Her nipples were hard and tight as she scurried from room to room gathering and placing objects here and there, again, as he had insisted. She took another sip of her drink to finish it off and calm her nerves. She liked tasks, even difficult ones that weren't obvious as to their need, especially in this situation....

This is a different reimagining of GeorgeAnderson's February Sucks.
Author's note. (This is also a spoiler alert. I like to respect my readers and let them know this up front.) This is not the 'normal' February Sucks story. It also does not contain sex scenes (Sorry about that, but that just didn't fit in with my story.) It also does not conform to Loving Wives. On the other hand, it is a grand BTB driven by non ex-military ninja spies who have millions if not billions of dollars along with a host of hig...

Author's Note.
Hey there, and welcome back to The Theory of Love.
Before we dive in, a quick note:
Chapter 1 has been revised to ensure smooth continuity with everything you're about to read in Chapter 2. A few scenes were polished, some character threads tightened, and dialogue adjusted to keep everything aligned. If you're re-reading, you might notice a few subtle improvements--but the heart of the story remains the same....

When she saw the blue flashing lights Joanne glanced at the digital clock on the dashboard, 5.06pm. Maybe it was still early enough to get home in time to get dinner on the table, especially now they were ordering from the company Troy had suggested, the one that delivered all the ingredients for healthy meals already separated into convenient, pre-measured parts. The website had promised meals made in under 30 minutes. She hoped that was true. Her husband's shift would've been over at 5pm too. She carefull...

The Night She Chose
Margaret stood in front of the mirror, her fingers smoothing the soft fabric of her dress. It clung to her in all the right places, accentuating curves she'd never flaunted. The hem grazed her mid-thigh, shorter than anything she would have worn a year ago. But things had changed, and so had she....

Fellow Worker
Chapter Six
As I drove, she kept sucking on my cock, and I found it hard to drive. I was close to losing it when she stopped and sat back up on the other side, so I looked at her to see why she stopped and left me hanging, "Well, I know it's not dead, but I want you to save it for when we get back to your place,"   ...

The dark of the club wraps around me like a second skin, the air thick with sweat, anticipation, and the relentless thump of the bass drum pounding in my chest. It's a primal rhythm, a heartbeat synced to the chaos of the rock concert unfolding around me. I lean against the bar, waiting for a whiskey and coke that I know will be watered down to hell, but I don't care. I fucking love this scene--the raw edge of it, the way it hums with life. And it sure as shit doesn't hurt that the women here are a walking ...

Thank you all, who shared feedback on my last story. My hope is to get better as I write more so any feedback is appreciated.
I sit here bound and dressed like a slut, I look over and see my girlfriend with her new partner. They're holding each other in their arms, I feel a wave of humiliation come over me then my cock starts to grow harder. How can I be turned on by any of this? It's so perverse, yet I eagerly wait to be used again....

Chapter 2
I turned away and walked back to the bar. I needed something stronger, so I ordered a bourbon.
As I settled in, I wondered what the hell had I just done. I gave my girlfriend permission to fuck a total stranger. Actually, I encouraged her to fuck a total stranger.
The drink came and as I sipped it, I started to think about what was happening less than 100 yards away. My beautiful girlfriend, Mel, was getting fucked by a 30 something stud with no name....

Previously on What's Left of Me: After making plans for date night, Dafydd Williams and Emily Rossellini have had a long week. He's been productive, she's made new friends, and they're both unbearably horny. Will she deliver la grande mort like she's threatened?

Thanks to Penny Thompson for some invaluable story feedback, and to Emily Miller for an important pep talk....

Lisa and Kelly were busy doing last minute cleanup before their friends, Linda and Jay were due to arrive. The two couples had been talking about doing a cruise together for over a year and now they have one booked for the Caribbean in just over a week.
"Did you pick up the Tequila Lisa," Kelly asked....

As she washed the dishes, she could feel the cuticles around her nails cracking and the burn on the sensitive skin on the backs of her hands. She went back and forth about whether it felt less bad in the water or out. The others didnt have these cares anymore. Their hands were cracked and blistered, and felt like they were made of wood for how long they'd worked in this kitchen. Daphne's were still soft, still new to this manual labor, and it wasnt a mystery to anyone. All of the seasoned women corrected he...

"You think he's cute?" Chelsie nodded to the side.
"What?" Linda had been spacing out, "Who're you talking about?"
"Him." Chelsie lifted a finger off her drink, subtly pointing at a man across the room. "Dan, the guy from sales with th- No! Don't look straight at him!"
Linda was already looking obviously over her shoulder at the man in the gaudy Hawaiian shirt with various different fruit patterned on it. When he made eye-contact with the brunette, he raised an eyebrow and wiggled his mustache a bi...

If you haven't read the first three parts, go back and do so now. Otherwise, this will make little sense. There are also a number of references to events in The Shopping Spree, especially part 4. The action is heating up in this episode, as are Soma's/Galatea's epiphanies. I hope you enjoy it. In any event, I would love to read your comments, good or bad....

I had just returned home after a workout at the gym and was mixing a protein shake when my wife Nicole and her sister Shelly came into the kitchen. They had apparently just finished with yoga as they were still in their skin tight yoga pants and tight t-shirts.
I was wearing a muscle shirt that showed off my arms and Shelly came over and gave them a playful squeeze. "Wow, David. What big muscles you have," she said teasingly....

"This is Brad, he belongs to Lois. Since our previous session, Lois has convinced Brad to take the next step in becoming her submissive. I believe that each male is different and for each of them, there is a natural next step if they want to please the dominant women in their lives. For Brad, that means acknowledging his servitude in front of witnesses."...

I met L in a bar where we used to hang out on weekends after work. She was seated not far from me at a table with a friend. As I walked past their table, I noticed an accent that told me she was from the same country as me. I politely asked her if that was the case, and we chatted briefly about what we were doing in this Midwestern town. She was working on a master's in veterinary sciences. I noticed her friend checking me out, and since I had left my friend alone, we exchanged phones, and I went back to my...

He heard it before he saw her.
The sharp, deliberate *click* of her heels echoed through the hall. A sound so precise, so unmistakable, that it sent a cold shiver down his spine. His breath hitched. Muscles tensed. His body knew before his mind could process--she was coming.
A second click. His throat went dry. His pulse drummed against his ribs like a prisoner begging for release. He didn't need to look up to know she was near; he could *feel* her presence saturating the air, as if the very molecules...

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. Of course, if your name is Mia or Eric, please feel free to pretend this is about you.
Mia
Eric was always too eager. Like a puppy with a foot fetish and zero self-control....

This is a first story from a long time lurker.
My grateful appreciation for editing, goes to Kenji Sato.
EAST WEST RELATIONS
When Greg had finished reading his mail he said to himself "well that's it then." Sighing, he placed the final Decree of Divorce Certificate down on the table. Finding himself alone, for the first time since his teenage years. Unburdened by marital restraints, free as a bird, open to new adventures. But totally miserable. It hadn't been an acrimonious split-up, but painful al...

Wike, Totawwy Bimbo! Part Eleven.
Soft Hearts Offer Poor Advice.
Just as Fink was wiping away the sweat from his brow, his cell phone rang. One crisis had been diverted with new Anni recognizing her former boyfriend, another was just beginning. The name on Fink's caller ID was Lilah Morgan. Could Lilah have found out about their inability to detain Buffy? Maybe it was something about Becker? Or the damned porn star he still hadn't delivered?...

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I knew I was in deep shit the moment I heard Megan's footsteps getting louder. The pace and volume just screamed something was wrong. She stormed into the living room with my laptop clutched in her hands.
Her straight blonde hair spilled over her shoulders, shimmering under the soft lights like some furious angel, and her blue eyes, usually so damn gorgeous, burned with a rage and quiet intensity that made my stomach turn over....

Chapter 1: Arrival in the Mountains
"You're such a case, Linda!" Tomáš declared, loud enough for the whole mountain lodge restaurant to hear. Luckily, the blare of old rock hits from the speakers, and the hum of the crowd drowned him out. Linda rolled her eyes--Tomáš's reputation as the guy who always spoke his mind was a well-worn fact in their relationship....

[Erotic Audio] Midnight Embrace Ch. I
So, you’ve done it again, haven’t you? Summoned me with yet another silly mistake. This is the third time, you know. The third time you’ve failed to utter the incantation correctly.
I wonder if this is some kind of joke to you, but I know you wouldn't dare do something like that. Especially with the way you're looking at me....

Warning: This is a very harsh sci-fi story set in Handmaid's Tale 2.0.
It contains fantasy violence in a sci-fi world in the future. None of the behavior depicted here is condoned in real life. All violence is to be abhorred. If the idea of fantasy violence and death bothers you, please do not read this. WARNING...

Disclaimer: everyone involved in this story is a consenting adult (18+)
The night one of my many fantasies came true...
Let me give you a little context about my undergrad experience. I arrived to college as a 19- year old virgin, a surprise to many since my full figured, yet small frame seems to tease men, I'm 5'2 ~185lbs. I was sooo excited especially because I was going to an HBCU. Beautiful Black people everywhere. I was like a kid in a candy store and I got to try anything I wanted....

Lefty never welshed on a promise. He'd always said I could have my old job back at the plant when I came home, and sure enough, here I was. Funny, I'd thought about the old berg a lot while I was in Germany and somehow it wasn't what I remembered. Nothing had changed, really. Everything just seemed.... small, somehow....