**Chapter 3: Masquerade of Sin**
The school's Halloween party was a chaotic swirl of costumes, pulsing music, and cheap punch spiked with vodka. Mrs. Larson and her husband, Greg, showed up arm-in-arm, playing the perfect couple. She'd gone all out--dressed as Catwoman in a black leather bodysuit that hugged every curve like a wet dream. The suit zipped low, her massive tits spilling out, the shiny fabric so tight you could see her pussy lips outlined when she moved. Thigh-high boots and a whip on her hi...

The lockdown had finally lifted, well partially and Sue felt relieved, happy, and exhausted, after so much frustration and boredom.
She made her way home from work, fell through the front door, stripped off her clothes and flopped onto the lounge.
She sat head back arms and legs splayed wide, eyes closed. Her dog Max came in and startled her, his wet nose on her inner thigh, it her made squeal and sit up quickly....

It's been a while since my wife and I first met him. Since that night after the party, when we explored that fantasy, when my wife shared me with him, when she gave me to him for the night. When I belonged to him for the night. When I tasted him. When i begged for him. When he had his way with me while she watched, smiling, laughing, joining in. The morning after, when she had her turn with him and I. When we belonged to her. When she had her way with the two of us. Since then we've talked about him. Talked...

The smell of the massage room laid beneath the subtler warmth of herbal infusions, woven into the air like a second skin. The purification vents along the ceiling exhaled in slow, rhythmic intervals, filtering away any stray particle that did not belong.
Lin's hands hovered beneath the wash station, the water temperature adjusting to his biometrics. The warm stream pulsed, a carefully calibrated balance between sanitation and conservation. He flexed his fingers, watching the pearlescent cleansing gel dis...

I first met Ashley when I started a new job some 10-15 years ago. She was probably in her early 20s then, fresh out of college, just starting out her career like I was.
I wouldn't say we disliked each other, but there were no sparks or anything of the sort. We had no shared interests, our social circles had no overlap, we were barely colleagues, just two people, similar age, working on the same floor in the same building for the same company. We worked in offices that practically touched, but for the fir...

They'd met twice before, each time a tease -- sparks popping, bodies humming with want, but never crossing that line. The near-misses left them hungry, their quick wit and easy flow blurring the edge between strangers and lovers.
Catherine had picked the spot, a quiet country park. Mark paced the car park, his cock stirring at the thought of her. Every rumble of tyres jolted his pulse until, ten minutes late, a silver Mercedes purred in. Her bright smile glowed from the passenger seat, chestnut hair spil...

December 8th, 1941, NAS Sand Point P2
Copyright Catcher78 All rights reserved
Author's Notes: This is a true story involving my family in times of desperate peril as Americans were being rallied to the fight against Hitler's Nazis, Mussolini's Italian Fascists and The Japanese Empire by Franklin Delano Roosevelt. The author was also stationed at NAS Sand Point while in the Naval Reserves. This is an homage to W. E. B Griffin....

Love Made Over
Part 2
Cast of Characters:
Wendell Davis Anders
Gwendolyn Rene Jacobs
Marylinn (fellow waitress at the diner where Gwen works)
Life is full of twists and unexpected turns of events. Often, they are not welcomed or even wanted, but sometimes they are truly amazing... Such are second chances... An opportunity to set wrongs right, to make amends and to experience happiness and joy. For Wendell and Gwen, it might be life changing....

Chapter 4 is here.
This is during the summer of 1974, and Paul is in the middle of his four-month affair with fellow student and former part-time hooker Nora Meara. She had agreed to join one of the student newspapers with him called The Salient in these stories.
TLC means Taxi and Limousine Commission. CCNY stands for City College of New York, which is on the border of Harlem and Hamilton Heights. The South Campus mentioned here was originally a Catholic women's college that was purchased by the city...

As we were sitting on the beach nude you were lying beside me on our blanket. People were walking past us as we were lying there you with your legs spread wide so that everyone that walked past us would have a good view of you with your fingers buried in your sweet bald pussy.
I'm laying beside you intently watching you make yourself cum over and over, the sweet smell of your pussy is in the air around us. You're lying there with your eyes locked on my hard big fat cock, with a few of your fingers from o...

The symbiotic Travelers


The Mission


BADSAM

"We are not gathered here today to say good-bye to a brother and a sister. We are here to celebrate the entrance of Lilian and Satchel into God's kingdom, knowing that they will be eternally happy in their union with him." The elderly minister looked up and pursed her lips in a sad smile and then looked down at the two preteen children, clutching hands and lying side-by-side in their plexiglass enclosed bier. The children's parents are ...

Adam:
"I need to wash up. I can still smell the puke all over me." Mike complained, as we got out of our patrol car. "And I still need to write the report, the day never ends."
"I can help with the report, you can go take a shower." I said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Mike. We are partners, don't worry about it."...

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. One has already been written and I am sure you can figure out which one.
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course pleas...

West Africa, 1752.
A colonial governor, a man of power and order, feels his legacy crumble within his own walls. It is not war, rebellion, or politics that shatters him, but his own daughter and a black man he was taught to see as beneath him. Their story unfolds through forbidden letters and whispered confessions, each word peeling away the illusion of his authority. Night by night, moan by moan, they ruin him--tearing down not just his family, but the very foundations of the world he once believed unsh...

"Thanks for the game, guys," I said to my kinky D&D group. "I'm muting my notifications and going to bed." I gave them a smile and began to pack up my dice. The video call was still connected, as it was customary for us to wait for our DM, Jake, to disconnect first, just in case he had any last-minute additions to the evening's events and we needed to take notes....

Ding Dong!
"Steven?" Cyan calls from the bedroom. "Are we expecting anybody?"
"Not that I know of!" he shouts back from his office.
"Can you get it? I'm not dressed!"
"I'm not, either. How is that a problem now?"
"I'm not Emily!"
"You always answered the door naked before she was here, you know!"...

The next time she came to, something felt different. She felt different. It was something about her. The room and mirror remained as featureless as they had always been. However something seemed to have moved... shifted in a way.
Mary took a step towards the mirror to inspect herself closely. She felt lighter. There was a certain bounce to her step which felt new to her. Both bracelets were missing from her wrists she noticed, but that was not what this was about....

"Why do you want to see me with another woman?" I asked.
"Dunno really but it would turn me on so much," he replied cupping my naked, D cup breasts and pinching one of my nipples.
"Pass me my glasses please?" I asked. Without them I was almost blind and I wanted to look at his hands on my body as I went on, "But why with a woman, I've told you that I am just into men," I blatantly lied as in the past year I had been quite active with women....

This story covers wife sharing and voyeurism. If that's not your thing, skip it.
The story follows on from the first and second chapters which told how, while we holidayed in Spain, my wife Amy made the transition from the safe, sensible one, to being wild and adventurous and helped me realise my longstanding fantasy of watching her take another man's cock....

Chapter 1: Solo Spotlight
Mike Henderson crouched by the studio's tripod in Studio B, coiling cables with practiced ease, the faint hum of the lights the only sound left in the now-empty space. The set--a minimalist yoga corner--was a mess: a purple mat splayed center stage, surrounded by a scatter of toys--vibrators, dildos, a bottle of lube tipped over, its cap still sticky. Nicky Knockers' solo scene had just wrapped, and Mike's hands moved on autopilot, tidying up the chaos she'd left behind. His swe...

"So why haven't we gone out Hailey?" Jason asked in a nonchalant tone.
"I already told you Jason, it won't work and that's basically the gist of it." Hailey said in a more dominant tone.
"That's kind of horseshit for a reason." Jason stood up for himself wanting a genuine answer.
This gave Hailey pause; she hadn't heard him retort her rejection before. He normally backs off and waits a few days to ask her again. As much as it was a turn on to see him have a backbone, she just knew it wouldn't work....

Geoff was about to have the night of his life; he just didn't know it yet. I knew all too well because I was the sole reason his world was about to be rocked. Chance and fate would play their part, but I felt highly optimistic as well as nervous. For this date, our fourth, I had done all the planning. The truth be told, there wasn't much scheming involved--I merely had to tell him where to meet me. Still, I was extremely trepidatious. My new beau ticked all the right boxes and then some, and I feared that t...

Andrea squinted in the bright sunshine as she strode across the quad on the way to her next class. The sun warmed her skin and filled her with a special kind of joy. Ahh, lots of vitamin D today! she thought to herself. She loved spending time outdoors, and these brief walks between classes helped make up for the hours spent indoors. Lecture halls and classrooms were not where she wanted to spend her time, but they were necessary for her to earn her degree....

The first time I was cuckolded I didn't even know the term. I just knew my body's reaction to it. Or, rather my dick's reaction.
My discovery happened back in college when I was dating my Asian girlfriend, now my wife. Jenny was a sweet and flirty 21 year old that drove me wild. Being 5'2" and 110 lbs, she was every bit the hot Asian I had always found attractive....

Ian is a beautiful young trans man who lives in the city. He has long, voluminous hair and a snatched waist. His ass has some jiggle and he wears the cutest of clothes. Usually, he likes to go to the local bar to hang out with his friends and play pool.
At the bar he meets Mark, a tall, handsome man with a thick beard and thicker arms. They quickly hit it off and Ian invites Mark back to his place....

This is the fourth in a series about, Carlos, a handsome university student with a part-time job at a big supermarket. He lusts after mature women and has discovered that they lust after him too. His instinctive sexual radar picks up their interest and his success in bedding them gives him more confidence when he sees an opening....

"Morning, Carol," I said over my computer as Dr. Carol Wilson passed my desk. "I had a very nice time on Friday, and Ashley is so cute."
"Thanks," she murmured continuing a couple steps on.
I heard her stop outside her cubicle which was next to mine. She took a step back, so she was barely visible at the wall between our workspaces....

My beautiful wife Emily stood at the door. Her black tight dress up around her waist, showing off her fishnet stockings and perfect round ass. As well as her obvious lack of panties. But what I saw surprised me, more than her not wearing panties anyway.
'Wait, Emily!' I called as she tried to slip out of the room....

Expectations
I'd learned to expect nothing. I knew my limitations, my essential insignificance. I'd never dared to dream she was attainable. But sometimes the body will dare more than the head. And fortune favors him who dares.
Carmen was the Holy Grail to the company's young men. Her beauty was petitely, classically Japanese: her skin smooth and golden, her shoulder-length black hair gently waved but otherwise unstyled, her figure delicately feminine. Her dress was simple and modest: a silk blouse, a...

Melissa sat in the back of the sleek black car, her fingers nervously clutching the laptop holding her presentation. The air in the car felt cool, a stark contrast to the warmth of her anxiety. Her business attire -- a crisp white blouse tucked into a knee-length black pencil skirt--felt suddenly constricting, as if it were a uniform for a role she wasn't sure she could play. The drive ahead was long -- ninety minutes to a business meeting where she'd be presenting in front of senior executives. Her hands s...