MIDTOWN STRAIGHT GUY
by BigBull4YourWife
"How's that cock taste, boy?"
He melted hearing that. He had not been a boy in decades, and the man whose cock was in his mouth--and in his throat--and then out of his throat and only in his mouth again--and then back down his throat once more--this man for whom he was on his knees, he suspected, was even younger than he was....

"I think he's asleep," Alex said, looking at the naked young man on their couch.
"Totally exhausted," Haly said, running her index finger along the veins of his throbbing, painfully erect cock up to where a liquid pearl was growing at the urethral opening. Dabbing her fingertip in the pre-ejaculate, she brought it to her lips and tasted him. "Reminds me of the wet-dream parties we put on when we were teenagers."...

The continuing story of how my wife helped me find my bisexual side after opening up our marriage and then come to share a male lover.
I showered quickly as Sally got dressed, she was applying some light make up as I came out of the bathroom. Sally did not use a lot of make up as a rule but I guessed she wanted to look as good as she had last week when she first met Mark, which she was managing quite easily. I dressed in my usual smart casual clothes for a night out somewhere, not that any of this was ab...

"What's a Pego?"
Tonight, I am feeling especially horny. Not for any special reason. Maybe it's a chance alignment of the Moon and the stars, or just the summer air spilling in through the open windows coupled with the scent of wild flowers and freshly mown grass that's lingering on a cool breeze. Maybe that what's making me go all tingly in my lower regions....

It is a common misconception that accountancy is boring. I have been an accountant for many years and have really enjoyed the work. I am not suggesting the following episode is typical of the profession, but it certainly made my job very interesting!
I work at a medium-sized provincial business, with clients ranging from individuals to mid-sized corporates. We take on trainees each year, youngsters who are training to get their qualifications, and they work with us for a year to get practical experience ...

Prologue
The blond sat on the edge of her bed, a shapely leg crossed over the other, her petite frame wrapped in a white, terry cloth towel. Having just had a shower, her damp locks were strewn about her pretty head. Checking her phone she hoped to see a message, and was slightly dismayed when it wasn't there. Suddenly, a familiar ring tone did sound, but not the one she had wished for....

Claudia's Interview
Author's note
This is a stand alone story that can also be read as the 4th installment in the Claudia stories. Claudia is a recent college graduate working as a graphic artist for an advertising company. Mr. Franklin, a dashing entrepreneur and player in a mysterious underworld, purchases her contract for a few months. Sparks fly when they meet. Mr. Franklin pushes her dormant high sex drive to the limits and beyond. The previous three stories are Claudia is Overwhelmed (Part 1), C...

I read the original and several other alternates for this different approach to the February Sucks Genre. I thought there is another possible way that this story could have played out. It shouldn't take long to do, I'm going to attempt my first 750 story. I hope you enjoy.
Permission to use George Andersen's story has already been granted in a block grant for anyone to use. I believe LJA644 started this version and he said 'go for it' himself so hopefully everyone will get a kick out of 'my take' on this...

The two massive figures squirmed and rocked, moving in an intimate rhythm.
Chanko gazed up at Saji, strong legs locked around his waist, helping the thrusts send his cock deep. Saji growled, keeping his voice low even with that instinctive sound. His hands clutched at Chanko, holding him with a firm affection, offsetting the rough vigor of those thrusts. A light sheen of sweat shone on both of them from the effort of giving and taking....

A big shoutout and thank you to all the readers who have followed my series thus far. I hope you are enjoying it as much as it was for me to write about them. And I hoped it provided a sensational mind-blowing session for you too.
For readers new to my series--I want to tell an erotic story deep with emotions, conversations and some character development. They are long, lots of exchanges and small details with added twists but they only make my story more compelling. At least I hope they did. So if you'r...

My heart beat hard against my chest as I panted to take in breaths. A heavy arm laid across my stomach. I urged myself to calm down, examine the dark around me without moving my head, trying to remember where I was.
A faint light filtered in from a window and the smell of dust hung in the air. Above me, I slowly began to make out shapes in the patchy material above us. The room wasn't familiar but I knew where I was. It would be some time before I was used to this room enough to not wake up and feel like...

One ninety-five again this morning, so the changes were definitely settling in. My appetite was also down to normal levels. Just a few days ago, I had been morbidly obese - nearly three hundred pounds at only five-foot-eight. Now, I was nearly six-foot, with the lean, cut body of a professional athlete, and a dick that would be the envy of any locker room. This morning, I decided to go for a quick 5K run with my shirt off. It extended to a 10K, and six cars honked their appreciation at me. At a stoplight, a...

CAST
Mark Lewis - Our protagonist, an insurance company man who busts fraudsters.
Andrea Lewis-Hampton - A part time saleswoman and mother, Mark is convinced she is cheating on him.
Susie, Mark Jr - Their children.
Jake Lewis - Mark's older brother. A cross between a cranky cowboy and an engineer....

First Time Every Time
It's dark and silent. Well, not silent. Quiet like a neighborhood- the rumble of a train a few miles away, the neighbor's wind chimes spinning lazily in wee hour breezes. My hand is between your thighs in what you call "knifing." The blade of my hand pressed into your butter. You are sleeping naked next to me and when I shift, your grip pulls me back again, your breast against the back of my arm. You laughed once when I wanted to spoon. Your idea was better. I knife you. I hear cats...

Although we had been married for five years, and had been together for eight years, we were still very much in love. Shelly is a shy, petite, stunning blond, who turns heads wherever she goes. Her slim figure, perky 34-b breasts, tight firm ass, and shapely toned legs never failed to draw admiring looks from other men, They reinforced my thoughts that she was indeed beautiful to them, and not just in my eyes....

INTRODUCTION
I'm a male escort. Tall, handsome, and well-hung -- even if I say so myself.
My clientele is usually married women, occasionally singles. I work in a large city and live in a very nice suburb where it is mutually easy to meet discreetly.
I have built my client base through word of mouth only and have a strict policy of meeting any new client first for a coffee at a neutral location, and there we can both decide if we wish to enter the realms of my sexual revelry....

To Feel Wanted Part 2

Chris was trying not to throw up. He had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, or more accurately, with his cock in his best friend's mom. They had been at the end of what was going to be the first of a few orgasms in their planned marathon sexy time when they heard Nat and then saw her crouched outside his door, watching them fucking like animals....

Author's note: Navalea is a polyamorous and pansexual woman who gains a penis one day. Her story is a sexy slow burn of friends discovering themselves, and each other, while surviving the fall and rebirth of modern civilization on Earth. Hearts ❤︎ indicate erotic chapters. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy!...

"Well can you believe that?" commented Uncle Matt, from behind his paper at the breakfast table two days later.
"Believe what," asked Aunt Marie, as she passed by him, on her way, to flip hamburgers in the skillet.
"Breakfast is just about ready."
Danielle sipped her coffee and picked at the donut on her plate. She wasn't hungry. But, she never was hungry anymore....

Many thanks to my advance readers, including Not_E and happyyy_, as well as to my editor LaRascasse.
Content warning: references to torture, references to sexual assault, references to bodily mutilation
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When Bethaer awoke, he was lying on his side, a rank smell invading his nostrils. He tried to sit up but found himself bound by his hands and feet, and he struggled to kneel awkwardly on the hard floor. Looking about, he saw that he was in a cell, the door tied shut with rope in lieu of being lo...

Note to the readers: this is the fourth instalment of a long story I am writing. It is actually my first work as an author of erotica. I am not sure what category this story will fit in. I selected Loving Wives, but I suppose it could also be something else, because there will be several different aspects which could involve other kinks and, as such, other categories. I suggest you start from the beginning and - assuming you like it - venture in the following chapters....

Cynthia[CS1] was sitting in her bedroom chatting with her friend, talking about how Melony's husband had been sick last night. Melony tended to him: cooked the special soup he likes and even slept on the couch to avoid catching whatever he had. Cynthia was following along, but kept fidgeting, shifting her weight back and forth, taking her hands out of the pockets of her hoodie for a moment, before snaking them back inside. She was sweating. She'd been wearing hoodies lately, despite the hot weather. Maybe s...

"Several Notches In One Night"


by Ryan Rizzler

My friends Steve and Rob invited me to come visit for Halloween weekend. They said they already had a Halloween costume for me. The plan was to go to a Halloween party and then the local bar.
When I asked what the costume was, they acted coy and said I just needed to bring a pair of old jean shorts that I didn't mind trashing, some sandals, and some tennis shoes....

This is still a story of the Becoming Monsters universe by Ai Loves, setting used with permission. All canonical and mechanical errors are my own. The yarrb is the exceedingly cute creation of FelisRandomis, used with permission.
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Chapter 47: The Minefield
Sarah took slow, hesitant steps over to her enchanting table, removing the glass dome. The fist-sized construct of gold and crystal lay there, innocuous. It didn't glow. It didn't radiate energy. It didn't shimmer or distort the air in any spec...

I tried to move on and not think about Erin, but there would be something each day that would trigger a memory of the time we spent together. I could not get her out of my mind for even 24 hours before she would pop up and I would start getting hard, every time.
I tried dating to get over her and keep her from constantly dominating my thoughts and dreams. She was the star of my dreams each night when I would drift off the sleep, visions of her sexy little fun size gymnast body riding my cock, while she b...

It was always the same when we got together. He didn't want me to be seen pulling up to his cushy condo in the Northwest quadrant of the city. God forbid someone in the press snap a photo of me parking my car and walking into his building. No. Instead, he always sent a car to my place to pick me up. That way he could plausibly claim that I'm a staff member coming over for an emergency late night work meeting....

This is a One-Shot-story of the Becoming Monsters universe by Ai Loves, setting used with permission. All canonical and mechanical errors are my own.
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WHAM!
Wendell Aaron Meyer was dead. But not because of the crash that he was involved in. To be precise, he was undead. That's what you get, when the world is mixed up by The Change, and your new Status Screen lists your race now as "Zombie". For him as the class nerd it was sort of an upgrade....

WARNING: This chapter contains a mention of thoughts of suicide
Author's Note: I've begun the process of writing the next part of the story later in the semester. It's slow going but it's happening. Like i said there will probably be some delay after chapter 8 but I hope you'll bear with me.
I love checking my feed and seeing how many people are adding the story to their favorites, and seeing all the votes and how many people have read it. I was really unsure going into this how it would be received s...

What's the freakiest thing you've ever done?
It's not in and of itself a loaded question but my answer could be a deal breaker for some relationships.
I had a weird "situation" for about 6 months my last year in grad school.
I lived in a triplex on the second floor. The owner had the 3rd floor and a young man had the first floor....

Chapter 56
I woke up alone on Thursday, thinking about India's lips, which caused my cock to continuously throb as I got ready for her to come over. After taking a shower and dousing myself in cologne, I sat in the recliner and did nothing for over an hour until I heard the front door unlock and India walked in. As soon as she entered, I stood at attention. She looked me up and down. "You look like you've been ready for your walk for a while."...