When Harry London, a retiring Knoxville Police Department Homicide Detective handed me the case file, he glanced at the name on the file and then frowned.
"I knew in my heart the husband killed his wife for the insurance money, but the corner ruled it an accidental death. Even after that ruling, I tried to prove the husband killed her, but I couldn't find any evidence that he did and I couldn't get the son of a bitch to confess. Her body was only partially there when they found the wife, so there wasn't ...

Camille watched Leo over the screen of her laptop. He was standing in the mirror and fussing with his hair as he would do when he was stressed.
"Nervous tonight?" She teased. "It's not tea with the queen, you know,"
"You aren't nervous?" He asked, not taking his eyes off his reflection. "This is a big night for both of us."...

BORROWING PART 3
My wife Allie (Allison) was riding my face. Her juicy pussy slid across my nose and mouth, back and forth more rapidly with each cycle. She was approaching an orgasm and I eagerly swirled my tongue over the glistening pink folds of her intimate flesh. I was in a place where no one else had ever been, a space reserved just for me, her husband....

No good lawyer makes grand promises. That's what the lawyer told me when she met with me the first week of January. Nothing about her appearance did anything to fill me with confidence. Sure, she was wearing a suit, and looking it over, I couldn't see anything wrong with it, but there was nothing about her at all that stood out. She was very much someone you could pass on the street and not notice at all, and yet despite her unremarkable appearance, being at the sudden forefront of her attention was unnervi...

It should have been obvious when he yelled that his name was 'Todd' in my ear that he had plenty of money from daddy. Even the way he yelled was refined: the music in the nightclub was nearly deafening but when he raised his voice it seemed effortless.
Todd was fit, though, and handsome. He said something that I didn't hear but he smiled expectantly and I fake-laughed so he would like me. Then he bought me a drink and when we danced he put both hands on my waist possessively, and I let him. We'd only kno...

"Oh my God," the stranger's voice from a couple of bar stools away came to my ears, "Check out the babe!"
"Holy shit! What a hottie!"
I didn't turn to look over, my eyes having spotted you in the bar mirror. I watched in the mirror until your eyes caught mine, and then turned to greet you as you walked up. "Hey, Babe," I said as I reached my arms out to embrace you in a greeting hug. I raised my lips to yours, and you responded with a kiss. I spun just a bit toward the open seat beside me, a glass of ...

All I Have to Do is Dream
[Author's Note: This story is part rant, part therapy and far too close to being autobiographical for my own good. It is also a bit different from my typical stories. It has gone through quite a few revisions and I went back and forth about even publishing it, which is why the timing will seem off as a seminal event is now several months old. The story does not seek pity or acceptance, only understanding.]...

All individuals here are age 18 years or older. Thanks for reading!!
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Having my own private bathroom is nice. My first morning at Sandenhall I rise, shower, and dress... and just relax in the quiet of my room for a bit. Normally I hit the pool and weight room before starting my day, but I need to use today to get the lay of the land. It's my first day of classes; I gather the right notebooks and throw them in a s...

Homeward bound, on her way from college for the summer, Sabrina was making her way westward through the northern part of Alabama when she suddenly developed car trouble.
Sabrina was 24 years old, about 5'3" and a thick and curvy 150lbs., nice firm C-cup tits with light pink areolas, muscular legs with an ass to die for. Her hair was naturally flaming red, the deepest and sweetest green eyes, and freckles all over her body, since that's what gingers do when they stay in the sun. This particular late sprin...

You are here again; at the same video store you have gone to so many times now. Maybe six months ago you started coming here just because there are a lot of hard to come by videos. It might have been the third time you came here that you saw me working there, or at least I got the attention of your eyes on that occasion. Ever since then though, you have been coming here with the hope of getting a little extra. Yes, there are a lot of movies that you have enjoyed since then, but there was at least a small pa...

Kaori pulled up to the mansion sharply at 10 and was met by Bill.
"Hey, glad you made it."
"Hey Bill. Say, so what's up with this place? Is it empty or what?"
Bill laughed and said "It's the owner's. He lets us use it for filming. He is NEVER here, and its a great place - it has everything we need. Pool, bedrooms, dining rooms, kitchen, bathroom, and kinky ass place in the basement for S&M stuff..."...

EMPTY NEST
(A mixture of fantasy, fiction, and unforgettable fact)
ANNIVERSARY
Our 25th wedding anniversary came...... and went without much celebration. Over those years we have faced many ups and downs and together, we overcame them. As if on cue, fate conspired once again, this time to foul up the observance of our wedding. Our normally hectic work schedules were more hectic than usual. This was not particularly uncommon. What really made a mess of things was completely beyond our control. My wi...

Sorry, no sex.
THE WORK CAR
"So, I have this car. It is my exclusive work car." I was saying when my wife interrupts me.
"But you don't have a work car." She is puzzled. I like this look better than the sanctimonious denial. Much better than the angry tears.
"Please, just listen to me." I take a breath and begin again. "When I get home, I park my work car in its special spot in the garage. When I go to work, I park in my dedicated parking space at work." She looks like she wants to ask when I go...

Looking Back Instead of Forward


Untenable actions with lifelong friend

Thought I'd take a stab at this trope, although I've been avoiding it for nearly sixty stories. I guess it's time. Many have been written; most didn't receive favorable marks. It's a tough scenario to write with any suspension of disbelief. Be warned, to make it more believable, this story is dialogue-heavy....

This story takes place after and involves characters from my "Sister/Genie" series. There are a number of reminder summaries in this story referring to events of the series, so obviously there are some spoilers involved. The reminders are for those who might have read the story a while ago.
This story is set in the UK and involves a practicing lawyer, but I'm not personally familiar with the structure of the UK judiciary. I've done some research, but apologies if I misrepresented something....

My first impression of Janet was not a good one. She was subtly belittling her classmate during my office hours. What she was saying wasn't wrong, but she could use some work on her delivery. I was not always the best at hiding my immediate feelings when she commented about another student's answer. The truth is, Janet was a bitch to classmates she deemed unworthy. But, we occasionally need a Janet in our life to push us to get better at whatever it may be, and unsolicited advice is not always the easiest t...

Part Three: The Breaking Point
The night of the fundraiser at the LGBTQ+ community center had everyone in the same room -- soft lights strung across the ceiling, people milling around in half-formal wear, the scent of catered pasta and cheap wine hanging in the air.
Frankie hadn't planned to go. She didn't like crowds, didn't like pretenses. But she went anyway, because she knew Avery would be there. And because she couldn't let Raye keep circling like she owned the place....

Tuesday and Still Getting Ready, Oh Boy!
Part 16 of Rose, the ENF exhibitionist!
Tuesday morning, got up, showered and had some breakfast. Pop was gone already, Mom said something about an early day, whatever. I just wanted my coffee and some calories! Several minutes later I realized Sion, Annie and Mom were having a conversation, and had been for some time! I hoped if I listened I could get the drift and not need to be embarrassed, but Mom saw through me....

Finding Inspiration
A Ladies in Love Romance
By Magda McKune
Part Two
CHAPTER 5
I parted my eyes to the early morning sunshine filtering through the bedroom curtains. My lips curled into a warm smile as I found Tammy sleeping soundly on the pillow next to me. Although this was only the second night we slept together, waking to find Tammy in my bed seemed totally natural to me. In fact, seeing her sweet lovely face first thing in the morning filled me with so much joy and promise that I knew t...

I was managing a CD, record and tape shop in the late 1980s. I pretty much ran the joint alone and the profits were pretty good. As a matter of fact I was so busy at times that I had to hire someone to open the store in the morning, so I could concentrate on buying inventory. I worked until 6 from Monday through Saturday and did the closing and deposits....

Chapter 10 -- Quarter Beers
Saturday February 18
Duke and I came back from our run to find Fritz drinking coffee with my parents. Peggy had taken the boys to Greg's, where Angie had agreed to watch them so Peggy could go to a study group session. When I'd heard about it, I was amazed that college kids would get together that early in the day on a weekend. I suspected that she might be meeting a guy for breakfast, but decided not to say anything about it....

This story is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in it are 18+ of age.
As usual, I'm very happy to receive any and all feedback, whether it's about the writing or direction of the story, other works you wanna see, or just chat in general. Thank you for reading!
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I follow her into the kitchen to get something to drink. I can't help but stare at that beautiful view of those long muscular legs leading up to that cute round little ass. I would follow it anywhere. When we get to the kitchen, she reaches up to grab a couple of glasses out of the cabinet, stretching those long legs of hers. I just want to reach out and grab a big handful of that luscious ass. She turns around and hands me a glass, and turns to grab a pitcher of water out of the fridge. She bends over a li...

Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional mind control, rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.
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It was nearly two months since Lucy had left university and had moved back in with her parents....

The Halcyon Project
Chapter One
Sterile white walls. Beds in the hallway. Twenty of them. Tied down. Leather straps across arms. Across Chest. His head was on fire. Thunder roared through his temples. Thunder roared through the room. Every footstep in the distance was an avalanche of sound. Every crack of her high heels was a knife through the foundations of the world, the whiplash of it resonated in his soul. He would have thrown himself around, burst loose from his shackles, and ran to her, taken he...

Priya was about an hour into her drive when she decided that she was in trouble.
It was snowing when her plane landed in Burlington, and the huge fluffy flakes had been enchanting as she walked to her rental car. The Vermont countryside was beautiful in winter, and the gently falling snow made it look like a picture book. A perfect New England postcard. But then it started snowing harder, and harder, until a thick white blanket was falling across the road....

Wendy stood in Mike's bathroom, applying her makeup after her shower. She was still naked, dried off, and now preening for her real date night with Mike after their all-afternoon fuck-fest. She had met him only four weeks ago at her friend's house party, but had fallen hard for him.
It was the typical post-graduation blowout, held at the most elite sorority on campus. Chloe, the popular cheer squad leader, had invited her pedestrian acquaintance to the upscale affair, with most attendees far above Wendy'...

Miss Foster had just put her bicycle in the garage and was about to put the kettle on for her ritual cup of tea and a sit down, something she did every day after a hard day of teaching at the inner city school, before then getting changed when the door bell rang.
Miss Foster wasn't expecting anyone and was surprised to see Madeline, one of her 18 year old sixth form pupils standing there. She was known to be one of the most troublesome pupils in the school....

Days turned into weeks, with no relief from my chastity cage other than supervised cleaning and shaving every Friday evening. Friday was chosen specifically so I would be freshly hairless all over for weekend fun. I was required to shave my entire body other than the area blocked by the cage at least twice a week, so I usually shaved on Friday and Tuesday. My Friday releases were usually 10 minutes or less, until I was shaved, cleaned, and lotioned. Usually Thomas and Matthew came over on Saturday and almos...

WARNING: The following story contains graphic descriptions of reluctant impact play, verbal degradation, and rough public sex in a high-fantasy setting. It picks up immediately after chapter 1 of this series.
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Diarma braced herself for the wave of humiliation to break over her naked body. The Drow priestess drew in a shuddering breath and stood as tall and straight as she could manage, delicate jaw set, bare breasts outthrust, and her best attempt at a disinterested boredom on her fine, a...