Jane and I mined our Caribbean vacation, and especially our encounter with Chantelle, for material when we fantasized during love-making for months after we got home. I tried not to be the one that initiated it, because I didn't want Jane to worry that my memories of that incredible afternoon were eclipsing my desire for her, which was certainly not the case. Inevitably, it came up less and less frequently until I realized one day that I couldn't remember the last time it had....

CHAPTER 7 -- The Consummation
Brandon followed his mom into her bedroom, his heart racing, sweat trickling down his torso from his armpits. He was excited and nervous, and still wary. Was she acceding to this only because she thought he might harm himself, or did she really want it? As he was working through these thoughts, Ann turned and put her arms over his shoulders and pressed her soft mounds against his chest, leaning in for a kiss. All thoughts vanished from Brandon's mind as their lips met and An...

The Cast

Perth
It was good to be back with Nettie again.
Elias hadn't seen Annette Jackson in almost eight months, since they had been at the opening night screening of Cosmopolitan, which they had both worked together on for nearly a year. He wanted to hire her for the Star Wars project, but had been half afraid that she had taken another job, and he was almost right. After he told her about the Star Wars remake, she had congratulated him and hugged him, but then said, "This isn't just a socia...

I woke up shivering as usual and pushed the cardboard I'd collected for insulation off of me, crawled out of the burnt-out car where I'd lived for the past year and a half and shuffled over to the oil drum. I was hoping it would still be warm from last night's fire. I poked about a bit and saw an ember, so I went back to the car for some paper to coax the ember into a flame. Once I achieved this, I fed it some cardboard and wood from our stack of broken pallets. When I was sure it was well alight, I went ba...

To those who rediscover the beauty of life


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It was another trip to São Paulo. Ten hours each way, and I did it every month.
As bad as that was, I also flew to Paris and Tokyo six times a year each. Strap a plane to my butt and live the dream.
I shouldn't complain. I was always in first class and I didn't have to use my personal upgrades for it. The company booked me in that class....

CHAPTER 1
The story of how Shante met "Billy the kid"
My name is Shante Jackson. I'm a 38-year-old black woman from Mobile Alabama. I'm 5" 8' 160 pounds of chocolate goodness.
After graduating Law school, I moved to Los Angeles California. Where I work 70 hours a week. Which leaves me hardly any time for an active social life or a love life....

FOUR
Brush and Board
"What about the girl?"
"The girl... yes, the girl. I don't know, Sweet, that's all she wrote."
"What will they do?"
"I suspect they'll try to find out who she is and get her home."
"What if they don't?"
"Yeah... what if they don't?"
You sit on your heels beside my armchair, your head resting on my thigh, me stroking your hair as we watch the fire, thoughts burning like flames, leaping like sparks and spiraling upward to disappear as smoke....

A Wife's Descent Ch 10
1 - A Normal Work Morning
I wake up wondering what day it is, what time it is, do I have to be at work, what's going on? It takes me longer than normal to work it all out. I'm relieved that it's just past 6 am and Monday morning. My natural wake up time, even though we were very late to sleep last night. I was one of those lucky enough to not have to worry about alarms waking me up each morning....

Everybody in the town knew about it, but noone would talk about it. If anyone asked their parents, they may get a distant smile of reminiscence, but no details. Noone knew when the tradition started, or how it had retained its mystery all these years. At some point between their 21st and 22nd birthdays, any young resident of the town would receive an invitation to Eses House, a functional Victorian building on the outskirts of town. It wasn't especially grand, it could have been a school or a country hospit...

"Hello, handsome."
That was all Ben needed to message to get my attention.
"You need your eyes checked," I replied.
"I may, but they have their times they work, and baby, they're working quite fine right now," he messaged back.
I was in the parking lot of the grocery store I managed, my shift long passed while I searched social media, and hookup sites, for entertainment. Ben caught me staring at his profile as I adored his low eyes within golden rimmed, oval shaped lenses, coupled with his thick...

We're cruising down A1A, the beach to our left. She's sitting in the passenger seat in her bikini and see-through coverup, her right leg curled up under her left leg. She's teasing me with her open legs, showing off the outline of her perfect little handful of a pussy. If I weren't driving I'd have my nose pressed against her crotch so I could breathe in her intoxicating scent. I can't wait to slip her bikini off when we get to the hotel. Just thinking about it makes my dick twitch....

Molten. A glowing, pulsating warmth spread over my skin as I lay, exposed, in the glorious heat of the golden afternoon. All the siren calls of distressed others, clamouring for my last nerve, had drifted away on the warm lilt of zephyrs caressing my barely clad body. Their light, breezy kisses soothed the tension from my muscles and played joyfully in the fine hairs framing my face....

Sophie finally got home. She didn't rush from her car. She didn't feel the need to hide her nudity anymore.
After taking a well-deserved shower, she sat on her sofa and immediately facetimed Trish. She wanted to tell her everything.
Her friend's face popped up on the phone's screen. Sophie loved that face. She had a dark complexion, beautiful curly hair with blond lights, small eyes and a small nose. She always had a smile that felt genuine when she was talking to Sophie....

The news had spread among the town; the precincts were all but destroyed. Many were killed including Hank while Tek and some others were injured. Time was running fast and not even the outside world cared about the safety of the citizens of Freaktown. There would be no help, no aid, and no negotiating. The town was on its own and powerless to do anything....

I was 27 years old when I met the horniest person I had met in my entire life.
Her name was Angela. She was roughly 5 feet tall, with triple d breasts and a persistent penchant for flirtation. I had met her, unexpectedly, at the place where I worked.
Such a diminutive stature had enabled her to bypass many of the social norms of the office, as she was allowed to get away with any discretion on account of how innocent she seemed. When one day she decided to have some of the male employees do her share ...

Empire
By Danath
(decades old story from Powerweapons, recently discovered I still had these even though I thought they were long gone. I think it's from around 2007(?) and was written for the monthly contest with a theme of science fiction if I remember)
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Empire was a wild west planet. Small, dirty towns housed a few dozen or a few hundred inhabitants. The wooden saloons, barber shops, and general stores stood next to shiny spaceports and complicated bio-sphere generators. Indigenous, rept...

Sexy, & Shapely Whore, Jeanine, #11
Joey goes car shopping with his dad.
Sexy, & Shapely Whore, Jeanine, revised and continued from #10:
My brother and I talked about my experiences with his friends. After seeing the naked, erect cocks of his gay friends, we were horny. In the mood, we stroked and sucked each other....

All you read here is true. Only our names have changed to hide our identity.
I awoke on Saturday morning tired, but I had a nice feeling as I had slept with Sharon. Sharon still lay asleep as I rose and went to the bathroom. When I returned, Sharon was just rousing. "Hi good morning, how are you feeling?"...

"Oh, come and look, Matt, it's Vickie, our neighbour's daughter, with her friends."
Matthew hopped out of bed and came up to where Sarah was standing; she was leaning on the bedroom windowsill looking out. He had been watching her from the bed, thinking how fine she looked in her cotton pyjamas and whether - it was a Saturday morning after all - when she came back into bed she would cuddle up to him and make it clear she wanted to engage in marital relations - yes, to be fucked. He had already imagined u...

(All characters are fictional and 18+. Sorry for the huge gap since the last story. I have been on and off writing this for a while now. It'll probably have another part or two and I'll be done with these two for now. I plan on writing more stories after this series, but I'd love to hear some feedback or some ideas for stories to write in the future! Anyways, I hope you enjoy!)...

It all started because of a kiss. Well, not just a kiss, Lisa and I were engaged in a full-on makeout session in the abandoned hallway of our high school. We were both pumping with adrenaline; this was about as rebellious as it got for a couple of scrawny straight-A students. Lisa didn't even notice the bell ring until I started to pull away. I could feel her disappointment....

All the persons in this work are over the age of 18 years.
"I'm sorry Ash, but I think it is time that we break up."
Ash felt as if he had been hit in the guts.
His boyfriend, or should he think of him now as his ex-boyfriend, had invited him out to dinner to have a "talk". He knew from the outset that it sounded bad. But he didn't think it was this bad....

"Lucia," I called out.
She turned to face me, and the glow in her eyes told me that she had been expecting me. "Hi, Raven."
She smiled and I felt like I was melting under her gaze.
"Are you still busy?" I asked, feeling nervous about intruding if she was working.
"No, I'm not busy anymore," she said, still smiling and beaming. "In fact, I had just finished up what I was doing a few minutes ago."...

Soft lips slid up the saliva-soaked shaft of Dan's erection as he tapped, one handed, at the keyboard of his laptop. Their owner--though the term was technically incorrect here--knelt naked beneath the table as she gave him a lovingly enthusiastic blowjob.
The reason the term was inaccurate was that, as far as he could tell, Dan actually owned the lips that were greedily attempting to fit themselves around the very base of his cock. An attempt to fix a stupid corporate decision at his job had succeeded, ...

It had been planned to perfection.
As she stood in front of the line of mirrored wardrobes in her bedroom, admiring herself, Alice Carmichael knew that tonight would be magnificent. All that remained was to put on the finishing touches.
It had been almost two weeks since she'd been alone with the man who was due at her door any moment. She'd had the most intense sexual experience of her life that day, but it was all too brief. Tonight they would take their time, and nothing would get in their way....

(*English version of: Am Schreibtisch*)
I'm still sitting at my desk when you approach from behind. I don't notice you. You watch as I wait for my latest video to be uploaded.
Apart from my black fishnet stockings, I'm wearing nothing and am completely naked. You get closer and closer to me. Suddenly and unexpectedly, I feel you grab my breasts from behind with your strong hands and start massaging them. You're not being particularly gentle, but rather brutal, but I like that. My nipples get hard all ...

All Characters 18+
*****
St. Gilberts is a scholarship Sports Academy for young men 18-22years from deprived backgrounds around the UK, providing excellence in coaching and tutorship in both Team Sports and Athletics, with the special goal of creating professional Sportsmen of all our graduates....

Dear Abigail,
I'm fully aware that most people our age are allergic to the concept of a written letter but I'm really beginning to worry about the effect all this constant screentime is having on us. I mean, it certainly tanked your grades last year didn't it? I've removed all the unnecessary fat from my phone, not that I could text or call you if I wanted to, the runaway you are. I'm not even sure that this address is accurate but I thought I'd pen the letter anyway, it might be cathartic for me if noth...

He comes in, my ass is in the air. He closes the front door, enters my room and closes that door... finding my beautiful rump up. I moan softly as I move my ass around, forward and back. He undresses, right down to his bare feet, and I steal a few glances back, gasping as his cock pops out and stands up but points to the left. He lights a cigarette and adjusts the band he had already used to package his penis and balls. I lean back, my ass looking for the heat of his cock on my cool skin. I want him to fuck...

Sav1950: How are you feeling?
Kkcat: Sore as shit, but good. I've got to sit through 2 more meetings today! You?
Sav1950: I don't work hard unless I have to. I'm still wiped out.
Kkcat: At least you've got Jerry to soothe those aches. :) : eggplant:
Sav1950: And make delicious new ones!
Sav1950: He's installing a pole in the bedroom for me to practice on. Want one?...