Mommy's Rules Ch. 04
All characters in this story are fictional and over the age of 18.
I was on my back, arms splayed and held in place by vines that somehow seemed to be complicit in my detainment. My naked mother squatted above me with her dark, wet, swollen cunt inches from my face. Her alabaster skin was now murky, shadowy, and forbidding. Some kind of evil forces were chanting, "Lick her and we will go" over and over. I tried to raise my head to lick her, but it felt like it weighed a thousand p...

Fucking My Neighbor 02
It was about a month after I fucked my neighbor Allen after the poker party. He sucked me off, and I fucked him in the parking lot near the jogging path.
He was like a teenage boy after he got his first piece of ass; anxious for more. Only he was anxious to have my cock in his ass. In a few short weeks, Allen went from a heterosexual suburbanite with a mortgage, wife, and two kids to a bisexual slut. All he wanted to do was suck and fuck!...

I held his throbbing bulge in my hand while it grew harder and harder beneath his shorts. I looked him dead in the eyes and said. "This is mine. It belongs to me." He laughed.
"Yeah, and what are you gonna do with it." He said to me with a smirk as he looked back to the entry to his noisy party filled house. We stood in the dark rural driveway of the house that he shares with his wife, sparring back and forth under a hazy late night sky, betting one another that we weren't going to do what we were about ...

As you know I have spent most of my life working in a whore house. But you also likely know, my sister, Julie, and I are actually third generation prostitutes. My grandmother Jane and her sister Patricia were whores. My Mom, Linda, and her sister Patricia (Patti was named in honor of her) were prossies, and now my sister and I are prostitutes as well. Julie is a beautiful sissy that was raised as a girl and woman....

And then... and then... and then...
There are evenings when Lorenzo looks at Andrea and feels a hollow in his chest. It's not pain, not even sadness. It's a sense of absence. Of something that is there, yet just out of reach.
That night, Andrea had come home late. The usual distracted smile, a hand through his tired hair. A quick kiss on the cheek, mechanical, almost perfunctory....

I guess now, looking back on the situation, I had somewhat invited his attention. Or at least given him permission to get at least a little interested. In the moment, it didn't seem to me that there was much more too it than two horny guys masturbating in the same room...
Jonathan was my neighbor, and I often found myself sleeping over at his place. We'd play video games, mostly, or explore the attic of his big, old house. He lived with just his mom, and she was always at work or out late, so we pretty m...

It's been three long, anxious weeks since my life's most wonderful, passionate day.
Our Disney trip is finally here, and it's all Zoe and I can talk about. I've barely seen my Dad. He's been so busy except for a couple of lunches we've gone to.
It has been awkward around our house as well. Even though my parents have been divorced for nearly two years, they share a law practice....

It's Friday afternoon and a friend of mine is helping move my shit out of my marital home and into my new apartment. I saw my wife leave an hour earlier on the Ring cam. There wasn't a lot of stuff, and the U-Haul I rented was barely loaded when we headed out.
This was round two from my wife. The prior weekend, I received an email from Jesse, telling me she had decided to open our marriage. She was going to spend the weekend with her lover and would be home on Sunday. I wouldn't be. I booked the week at ...

I brushed out my long hair first. Very long, and very red and very silky as well. Today it had dried naturally, so it was full of big looping curls, but still almost came down to my waist. My makeup took about a half hour. Light eyeliner, some volumizing mascara for my eyelashes, and some pencilled detail on my shaped brows. That's it....

Hi everyone. I have been immersed in several forums lately, and one thing I know to be true is that there are a lot of you who want your wives and partners to feed you. So, I've written a bunch of stories here which have been read over 2 million times. Personally, these stories make me stroke more than any others....

Chapter 1
Jared did not consider himself a nice guy. He was a good friend, son, brother and co-worker. He was the type of guy to offer his seat on the subway to someone who needed it more and never took a handicap spot in a parking lot. But he did not do relationships. Jared did not date, nor spend any time looking for "the one." He didn't care about love and marriage the way most people did....

Damn it, Alexia, stop looking up there!
Alexia Ramos lowered her curvaceous body, pumped her arms and legs, shifted her powerful hips, and turned her body 90 degrees to the right.
The Chris Weathers pass arrived just as she emerged from her break--on target, but wobbly as hell. Alexia reached out her bronze arms and pulled the football in....

Chapter Twenty-Two -- Too Far Away From Home
His life was split in two, Hudson mused as he stepped into the new club, if the former industrial building could truly be called that. Unlike the first time when he had visited the place with Jackie, some new furniture had been brought in, mainly long sofas and tables, which meant that the only comforts were reserved for those who would walk in there as clients. Otherwise, the grim look of the place had been kept and, for a second time, Hudson let his eyes wan...

An unimaginable crime.
An unexpected hero.
An unbelievable reward.
Simon lived a comfortable life: a steady job; a wife that shared his interests; an active social life. Yet he knew deep down that something had gone awry; that perhaps the contentment he felt with his life was an illusion. That gnawing discomfort falls to the wayside, however, when his world is shattered after he crosses paths with a monster hell bent on committing a heinous crime; and his act of heroism attracts the attention of a ...

Choosing Stacey (Part 1)
This is a loose prequel of sorts to my first story, An Unexpected Game of Cards and some of the characters in that story have small roles to play in this story. It's not necessary to read that story first. There are likely some inconsistencies between this story and the other story, just say that the narrator is a tad unreliable and blame all errors on me....

The tavern bustled with the activity typical of a late-evening crowd. The smoke from the peat fire carried shouts and jeers from men already gulping the dregs of their third or fourth ale. It wafted and mixed with the scent of bodies, the heady musk of a day spent laboring in the sun, to spread a thick blanket over the chattering patrons....

Monday
It was lust at first sight. He made me quiver. There was something about his scent as he stood about eight inches from me introducing himself while I was making coffee. After our brief chat about how I had just recently relocated and how this was my first day on the job as a receptionist, I had to excuse myself to the ladies' room. After lifting my skirt and pulling down my panties, I dragged a wad of toilet paper between my legs. It slid across with ease and was left coated with a film of clear f...

On your birthday I want to do something special. I fix you dinner and we have a bottle of wine. I tell you to put on your short black dress with no panties. You are surprised when the limo picks us up. We crawl into the back seat. The wine has gone to our heads. I pull you to me and kiss you as the driver pulls off into the city traffic....

Roger's Coming Out Ch 02
Phil comes home
All characters portrayed in this completely fictional story are over 18. A dominant alpha has awakened Roger to his deepest potential in Ch 01. In this second chapter, Roger begins to develop his new gay lifestyle. © Copyright, Brunosden, 2025. All rights reserved....

Full title: After-Work Stress Relief, Courtesy of Your Fat-Bottomed Girlfriend
As soon as you got home, your loving girlfriend was there... eager to greet you, and ask you how your day went! But unfortunately, work was a nightmare today, so all you wanna do is relax and forget about it. Your girlfriend is more than happy to help... by spoiling you with her curvaceous body!...

I want you to tell me to get naked.
Plain and simple.
Not a request.
An order.
To tell me to get in the shower and on my knees.
So I do.
The cold tile unforgiving, the anticipation of what’s to come like electricity coursing through my skin.
Converging on my already needy clit.
You take your clothes off, too, keeping your eyes on mine....

Your scientist girlfriend has been working on making your fantasy come to life. I have created the perfect clone of myself, so I can hold you and cuddle you while she gives you a blowjob at the same time. But as we start playing, and you discover how good it is to have two of me, we realize there are so many other things we can do as well…...

Chapter 5
One
Jamal Davis returned to his office the next day. Kendall was gone and he thought the meeting with Kyle had gone better than planned. No doubt it would be a big day over at the DOJ. He imagined the scramble and meetings going on over there as Kyle brought his bosses Jamal's care package. He thought, You are welcome you fucking pencil pushing weasels. Jamal had no patience for prosecutors. They were the bottom of the barrel when it came to attorneys. He considered them incompetent and lazy...

➜ this script was written by enno_zalenno specifically for me
"Devoted Big Titty Nurse Gives You 5 Star Treatment"
☾ you're feeling restless tonight in your room at the hospital. you'll be leaving soon and tbh you're not really ready to. for one it's nice to not have any plans for once AND your nurse? she's insanely hot and so fuckable! if only there was a way ......

LINDSEY:
Hello Claire welcome to the studio it's so lovely to finally meet you.
CLAIRE:
Hello Miss White it's a pleasure and thank you.
LINDSEY:
Please call me Lindsey.. I do hope you know why my associates reached out for a sit-down exclusive interview with you.?
CLAIRE:
I have somewhat of an idea, I believe it has something to do with an erotic short story my husband ******* wrote....

I'm a bartender in a well known hotel in South Bend. We are a little over 100,000 people tucked in the upper North East corner of Indiana next to Ohio and Michigan. Famous for being in direct line for winter storms off the Lake.
I pretty well got fucked with my bartender shift. Sunday, through Wednesday. The action and good tips happen on the other nights. Four nights of 10 hours shifts gets me a full week pay. The tips add some if something is going on from out of town. Indiana people aren't much for ti...

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The Man in Charge

Albert Maxwell Wilson, Jr.
Growing up my dad was always in charge of things. That included what we had for breakfast, what clothes we wore, everything. My mother was a bit on the homely side, so she went along with everything he said. He was the king of his castle and my brother and sister and I quick...

AI Chronicles 03B: Dawn of the Organoids

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! This story contains elements of science fiction. If you find that too distracting to continue, please move on to the next story.
I know it has been some time since my last story. Those who follow me on Substack know that the last several months have been quite challenging for several reasons. Many thanks to those who have taken the time to reach out. I appreciate you all more than you know....

All characters are 18 or older.
I was utterly dumbfounded by the message I'd just received from Grayson.
«I need to see you. »
I'd just taken a shower after having a wet dream about Grayson on my friend Craig's couch. My dream had been about Grayson getting me pregnant and proposing marriage to me....

Chapter Thirty
I, Yoshi, am about to eat Gabi, Peach, and poop her out in an eggshell to her death when both our phones start buzzing. Gabi pauses half an inch from losing the match.
She picks up her phone. "It's Trixy," she announces. I swivel in my chair and reach for my phone which sits on my desk. We both join the FaceTime call....