Hey, I'm Cloe.
I moved to Florida after my divorce to seek a new life. I lived in the Midwest for over 45 years and wanted to see more sunshine and warmth.
My children, a son and daughter, are married and live in other southern states. They are close enough to visit but not to be a burden.
A high school classmate lived in Orlando, so I rented a condo there after visiting. The Disney traffic drove me mad, so I finally moved to a smaller city west of town....

One night, while dressing up and showing myself to guys online, I just had to ask myself, "Am I really like this, or is this just a phase?"
"I'm going to test it!" I said to myself.
So, I got on Grindr and looked for the closest, biggest dick I could find... a BBC. He was a soldier stationed at Fort Bragg like me. I was already completely smooth and dressed from my little cam show, so I was really ready. But before he got there, I lit candles, got out a pink comforter I hid from my buddies, and spraye...

The frankness of the youngsters' statement shocked us all into action. Only the redhead remained dressed in her swimsuit, the rest of us sheepishly looked to the floor for our own garments. After some confusion, everyone had their own clothes and pulled them on in silence. We were all in shock at the passions we had released. I gave Steve a smile, knowing he would be unsure about where we stood after what he had done. The three girls left, so taking his hand I followed them out of the steam room, with the o...

Erin and I were just about done rinsing off the Jacuzzi water when Beth joined us in the shower. I helped Erin soap up every exquisite inch of Beth's amazing body, all of us working towards the king size bed and the potential excitement ahead.
The sexual tension was so thick I could smell it in the air, as we brushed our teeth and finished our pre-bed routines. The girls kept stealing glances at my throbbing erection, and I did my fair share of memorizing every detail of the sexy curves and lady lumps pr...

Typically, Saturday is a day for grocery shopping, mundane errands and yard work. Most often I would get together with a few friends later at the local pub before meeting my girlfriend, Janey, for dinner and going back to her place and getting laid.
Not today. The reno project I supervised, was already behind schedule. That was before my right hand man quit without notice. On the same day we found asbestos in the attic, necessitating the entire site be shut down until the three to four day abatement prog...

In a mansion that was down the road from the Grayson Estate, a man was sitting in his room, playing video games and angerly cussing out his teammates that didn't carry him to victory yet again.
He flung his controller to the ground, smashing it to bits. Immediately, he then rang a bell that he kept next to him. At that moment a few servants rushed into the room, one was holding another controller, which he turned on and connected to his system in order to continue playing. Another one was quickly sweepin...

1:20 PM!
One on One Apartments!
Landlord Drew Hardesty had sunk every penny he made into his apartment complex. Relaxing in one of them he made a nice living off of the other eleven one-bedroom units. Retirement was cozy for the 70-year-old in his final days. All he had to do was maintain and catch his reruns of I Love Lucy. Always cheery, always courteous, Drew took care of his tenants well....

Chapter 17 -- Take a Drunk Girl Home
Saturday December 31
"Get your butt up," I said as I jumped on Peggy's bed.
"What time is it?" she mumbled and saw the alarm clock.
"Get up. We're going running," I announced. "I'll get the boys up while you change."
I overheard my mom tell Duke to get off the bed, so I knew he was doing his job by waking them up for his morning loving. When I went into the boys' room, I saw Little David standing up in his crib, so I picked him up....

Thank you, @kenjisato for editing and offering feedback when you can. And also thank you to the readers that reached out and encouraged me--I promise not to continue waiting as long. As always, any feedback is welcome and appreciated. Please note this is a flashback chapter with no spice/smut.

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There is more to life than making money, it is easy to say since I am quite wealthy. I have worked hard to get to this place. Finding someone, as I found Lori, is the piece that makes life fit. Our relationship is unique, we have an open marriage. We enjoy our sexuality but ultimately, coming home, making love to my wife, and cuddling until we fall asleep, well, it's priceless. Now we have begun the plans to start our family, to fill the Castle with little feet that eventually get bigger....

The next morning arrived with the sounds. The labyrinth came to life. Remy heard birds chirping, and other things making noise in the distance. He opened his eyes, but his vision was obscured. Panic set in for a moment before he remembered the previous night. He tried to extract himself, but was quickly pulled back into her bosom. He attempted to talk to her to no avail; his words muffled....

Author's Note: This is purely a work of fiction except for the parts that describe the writing process.
He pulled up to a parking space at his three-year-old son's pre-school. Traffic had been light, and they were twenty minutes early so he let the child watch a kid video on his cell phone. He took out his iPad to finish reading a story he had started before leaving home....

This series is a sequel to the earlier work "Riding With Dirty Girls." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but to fully enjoy the story you really need to read Dirty Girls first.
This is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy. The culture around world-class women's cycling probably isn't a hotbed of lesbian lust, but wouldn't it be fun if it were?...

Part 3
(Chapter - 04 - Diana)
Diana set the table for breakfast. She had made Joey's favorite skillet breakfast--fried potatoes with onions and scrambled eggs. She looked up and smiled to see him already approaching the back door.
As he entered, he smiled broadly, crossing the kitchen to embrace her warmly and kiss her cheek. "I love you, Mom," he said as they parted....

Author's Notes
There is nothing new here. We have a cheating wife. But this is not a reconciliation story nor is it really a burn the bitch story; it is just a story of a guy dealing with life. In any case you've been warned.
Have you noticed it is frequently the trivial things upon which life turns? The result of these seemingly trivial events can be positive or negative. We have all heard / read tales of what can happen if you go back home to pick up the forgotten laptop. Of course skipping that sec...

Y2.... PART I: Unnamed Sneak Preview


By jaxjack1980

Author's Note: The following fictional story preview and planned follow-up stories come from the imagination and creative efforts of the author's mind only. Any relation to living persons (living/ dead), past/current events, or past/ present real-life businesses are entirely coincidental and not intended to reflect them in any manner. Any people depicted engaging in sexual acts are 18 years of age or over. Mature adult themes and relation...

She stood alone, abandoned by her roommate, sipping from the can of pissy Natty Light. Neon lasers cut through the smoke wafting above as if controlled by the beat of the Jay-Z song thumping from the clusters of speakers hanging in the corners of the long, narrow room that smelled of stale beer, sweat and dirty socks....

The disclaimers: Every character who matters is at least 18. A work of fiction (more or less). Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is coincidental (for the most part).
Part 2 picks up on Sunday morning, the day after the MC stumbles upon his bride-to-be getting banged by his fiancé's sister's ex-boyfriend minutes before the wedding ceremony. The enraged MC sets off a wedding-destroying nuke, and then goes back home and drinks himself into comfortable oblivion. The next day a phone call from hi...

As had become my morning routine, I stood naked in the front of the mirror and studied myself. In just a few days, thanks to the miracle drug Potentialli, my body had transformed from a disgusting, overweight couch potato into a majestic Renaissance statue. I could have been the model of Michelangelo's David, if David also had a huge penis. Maybe I was being narcissistic, but I spent a few moments tracing the veins of my arms....

The Personal Assistant
When Brendan is promoted to Senior Manager he inherits a new Personal Assistant, the formidable Mrs Piper, an attractive but strong-willed lady in her fifties. A battle of wills ensues with the unexpected outcome that Brendan finds himself increasingly attracted to his PA.
This is basically another love story. It contains graphic descriptions of anal intercourse, so if that's not your thing, you may wish to pass on by. If you read on, I hope you enjoy the story and I look forwar...

MIDNIGHT SQUARE DANCE
by ContinentalPsyOp
Evening over an empty field, naturally fenced by rich, thick windbreaks, the kind built and preserved over generations. The sound of music and barn dancing in the distance.
Midnight is still hours away, even though the moon is already big and high and having its pull on the people below. In the windbreaks, the growth is old and ancient still, and moonlight barely penetrates. Sound is muffled, to those outside the windbreak. Inside the windbreak, the sound o...

Maria had a type. It wasn't hugely obvious to her friends, or maybe it just sort of made sense to them generically because she often drools over fit, tall, attractive men. Which isn't exactly groundbreaking or strange. But the key thing they somehow seemed to miss was that she enjoyed older, bigger men, preferably ones that are a bit hairy. Maria suspected it was some sort of clichéd, shameful daddy issue kind of thing, but she refused to acknowledge or address that directly. The dread of having to face you...

This is the first chapter in what's turning out to be a long, intense story. If you're looking for a quick stroke story, this ain't it. But if you enjoy getting to know characters, then give this a try. In this first chapter, I'll warn you, no sex takes place, but sharing of some fantasies does. Take that for what it's worth. The steamier scenes are coming in Chapter 2 and onward....

Hey guys, here's Chapter 08! I hope you enjoy it. As I've said before, this story was supposed to be a one-off contest entry. It got away from me and took on a life of its own. The first few chapter started slow partly because this was supposed to be one big story. I went back and did some edits and additions. With this chapter, we're caught up to where I was when I decided to make this a series....

He came on strong. He didn't want to wine and dine, he just wanted her... hot... hard... and now.
"I sent an Uber. Be ready in 10 minutes," he texted.
She quickly changed as instructed and got into the Uber. She was shy, nervous, and a little afraid. Not of him, just of the intensity and force. He had dominated their flirtation up to now, and she wasn't used to giving up control or submitting. She laughed at the thought of it and the promises within, which gave her confidence and calm....

*Part 40 of an ongoing story...
"For now, I'm just relieved that it's over," Carrie was saying. "I'm glad we're done."
"Carrie," I said gently, looking up at her from the floor, "we're not done."
"What do you mean we're not done?!" Her words were a mix of worry and excitement.
The reason I was on the floor, after all, was because she'd just squeezed my balls as hard as I could take. Not once, but twice. But by surrendering myself so completely to her, I allayed the jealousy she had been feeling ...

FIRST DATE
Have you ever done the internet dating thing? Well I highly recommend it. During a recent time of being single I decided to sign up on a popular internet dating service. I chatted with some gals and even had a couple uneventful dates. You know what I mean? When you meet the person and they are nice but just no sparks fly....

"You like that?" Daniella whispered in his ear.
She was in the private room with Trevor, the sandy haired man from the club floor.
He grunted.
It took three minutes of flirting to get him to hand over a fifty for ten minutes of privacy.
He was now sitting on the red velvet couch, the whites of his eyes practically glowing in the dim light. His mouth clenched tightly, concentrating. Daniella was straddling him. She could tell that he was willing himself not to finish inside his pants....

Stonerager Chronicles
By 2Charlie
This is a science fiction series that happens to include occasional erotic scenes. If you have not yet read previous chapters of this series, I highly recommend going back to do so before you read this chapter.
All characters in this story are of the age of majority....

"So how've you been?"
He sighed. It was a heavy question. Where would he even start? His failing wine bar? His messy breakup? His recurrent migraines? His months-long involuntary celibacy? He had no clue. For a year now his life had been nothing short of a clusterfuck, something like flying glass shards everywhere ready to pierce him in the eyes or in the nads....