My girlfriend, Amy, and I had headed out into the mountains for a picnic. It was a glorious day, sunny and warm without being hot. The meadows were green and welcoming as we spread out blanket out on the ground. The little meadow was about 20 yards from a patch of woods with a winding trail running through it....

This story picks up right after the first chapter. All the characters older than 18. This story is a little more front loaded with the sex, with character stuff in the back end (no pun intended). I intend to add at least 1 more chapter
----------------------------------------------------
I woke up slowly and slightly disoriented. I had not had too much to drink the night before, I was nowhere near wasted, so I wasn't hung over, but I was a tad disoriented. My mind for some reason took note of the diff...

How does one bid farewell to a life? No, not death precisely, for to a wizard years are but soft abstractions. The life I had lived for the years since I had returned from exile, a life mostly of comfort, would no longer be mine. When I returned to it, if ever I did, the world around me would be changed. The children I had now would be grown, even perhaps gone. I could not bid farewell to it without a final journey, and a few reunions....

My American born Filipino girlfriend Lisa and I had a very rich, wild fantasy life which added so much to our bedroom fun. I was 24 and she was 28/29 And we discovered that she had a very strong bisexual side and fantasized often about her getting together with a girl.
One night we went out to a club in West Hollywood And this hot blonde girl made serious eye contact, but unfortunately That girl was with her friend/girlfriend so a pick-up never took place. But Lisa was so turned on by the event that sex ...

Yes, it's a cuckold story, and depending upon the comments, it may continue.
We learn from our mistakes.
Daniel sat at the breakfast table with a bottle of JD and a full glass over ice. Daniel wasn't a big drinker. But he needs a drink this evening. Daniel sat at the table he built with the leftover wood from the renovation....

Friday nights for cutie pie Susan typically meant a dinner date with Tom, maybe a movie or mini golf afterwards, lots of drinking and mediocre, objective-based sex. Tonight, though, since Sue had been dumped by Tom weeks before, she instead spent her evening crying into her pillow watching old comforting sitcoms....

My mother had a good friend named Karen, who came over to our house often, always with a bottle of wine to drink, as my mom didn't partake. At the time of this story, I was 18 years old and fortunate to be a 6'3" 235-pound athlete who some described as being "easy on the eyes".
Karen, who I found quite sexy, was in her early 40's and would often be a bit flirty with me, especially when her wine bottle was close to being empty. Her comments about "not having guys like me in school when she was my age" or ...

"Hey! Yeah you. The one reading this. You are a Leviathan. Don't go forgetting that. Thanks to Lilith. We have a vessel on earth. Some poor soul got flogged our journal and now we control him. So here's the deal. He writes questions for us that he needs answers to. We supply the answers. Which may be useful. Or they may be designed to screw with him. Pretty sweet no? Kick back and have fun influencing this guy. It's the best entertainment we've had in millennia. Look for the questions highlighted by this se...

Appreciate the love and feedback I got on the first story. First time writing something like this, so wasn't sure what to expect. Don't be afraid to message me some feedback!
I'll try and do a better job proofreading the story! I thought when I posted someone would proofread it before it got published!! That is obviously not the case! I'll do better :)....

Saturday
All you read here is true and accurate. Only our names have changed to hide any identity.
We both woke early that morning. I woke with my usual stiff cock and Sharon snuggled towards me, her left leg over my thigh. "Morning." She said with a kiss. "And what are you going to do with that?"...

Slapped Upside the Head, part 3
For her third back surgery in 12 months, the wife has done just fine. I guess any eight inch, five vertebrae cut with insertion of rods and cage is bound to hurt, and it does, but she's a trooper. Anyway, we're home as of August 1, so I'm posting this. Four might be coming quickly or slowly, but hopefully not as slowly as part 3. Thanks for the thoughts and prayers for her, and I hope you enjoy this next chapter....

When we joined the nudist club SOL FIELDS, we realized there were a great many things we'd never done. We had never been to a naked city, like they had in France. We had never lived where everyone was nude every day. We had never been around people who treated sex like a form of recreation, and we never spend most of every day naked....

Wife Into a Slut
Chapter Four
I guess everybody was a bit worn out and fell asleep,  and when I woke up, I went out to fix me some coffee,  A few minutes later, Judy came out in her bathrobe, then she grabbed a cup and sat down. "Last night was a bit wild and fun, so thanks for letting that happen," she said and then sipped her coffee.  ...

STEELE'S CASE OF THE UN MURDER

It took Sam a couple of weeks to recover from Blake's trip to Miami. The gun play around her blind husband with her being pregnant pissed her off to no end. Blake had to promise to stay around the office and let their trained investigators do the leg work from then on. He knew she was upset and wanted her to be calm and ready to have their first child in a couple of months. Imana was a great help. She stayed with Sam and learned what she would need to know....

They were taking way too long.
That was Lia's first thought as she sat anxiously in her lover's seat aboard the bridge of the Briar. It was taking Seraph and the others entirely too long to assume control of the ship and open up a channel of communication. They'd been down there for almost three hours now with still no word from the Pirate Captain. And the longer this went on, the more Lia could feel a hideous knot wrenching in her gut....

All characters are 18+. This story involves a charged situation with a mother and daughter, but there is no explicit incest/taboo content. Some gray area stuff, but nothing too salacious. Still, I put the disclaimer up here in case you'd rather not. It's been a while since I've published and this is a little different from my usual fare - please let me know what you think!...

Dedicated to my dear friend "Richard" and morning coffee chats.
Requested In Private Feedback. A Love Affair With Art: Chapter One
These art events can get really busy with a substantial crowd milling around. People use these gatherings to do some networking, check out artists, or just want to get out of the house and wander. In my case, I'm the latter....

Sister Tara sits in the dead Sky Chicken, in a part of Grand Rapids she normally avoided, even in daylight. The foreign neighborhood has an orange-yellow hue as dusk falls. The Grand River drones a constant sound, telling Sister Tara a new opinion.
The car is cramped and smells like burn oil, Tara collects herself. She reaches over the clutter of packed boxes and pulls out her wimple, which is jammed between a stack of hymnals and a duffel bag. The starched white fabric is wrinkled, creased, and basicall...

Chapter 6
Cassidy hung the 'Out To Lunch' sign in the shop window and hurried back to the check-out counter to lock things up. She worked in a robot-like trance, moving by memory to lock the cash drawer in the safe below the counter. Next, turn the lights off. Finally, head to the back office to make sure the cameras were recording. It was a check-list she'd organized years ago when she first opened the shop, as well as printed out and posted for the few employees she had to go over every day. Of course,...

It took Nasuko many months to conform to the customs of the village she crash landed into, but once she did, she threw herself into the lifestyle with all her heart. The village chief, Olik, proved to be a great asset to Nasuko, and an even better friend. Without hesitation he took her under his wing, teaching her the history and traditions of the village and its inhabitants, so that slowly but surely she grew increasingly comfortable with things like bathing among the others, dancing at the many feasts, an...

The Devil's Sorority: Take a Seat

"What does Kelta Delta stand for?"
The voices of a dozen freshman pledges rang out in one voice.
"Kneel Down..."
Okay, so I was a transferred sophomore, and my roommate Rachel was also a late bloomer, but we were all beautiful, young women standing in our latex fetish dresses, waiting for the mistress to make her next command....

Little Brianna, the Flirt
She's just a little flirt. That's all I could think as I watched eighteen-year-old Brianna walk out of her house in a very tiny string bikini. She looked over at me as I stood across the yard between our houses, drinking a beer, the lawnmower waiting for me in the yard. She wore dark sunglasses so I couldn't see her eyes, but she looked over at me as she walked to the lawn chair. She then turned the chair in my direction and lay on it so that she was facing me. I don't know if h...

I got back to Mrs. Singletary's house faster than she did. I parked in the street and waited for her. Five minutes later, her car pulled up and she drove into the garage. She walked out, juggling with her purse, trying to find her keys in her haste, but dropped it. I picked it up and handed it to her, then picked up the few items that fell out....

Rebecca, Tina, Julie and Mandy are all friends who met in the same dorm, "Graceland Hall", at college. The names and a few very specific details have been changed for some semblance of anonymity. While all are written from First Person point of view, only one of the characters is (mostly) me. I hope you enjoy!...

The sun was brutal--straight overhead and mean about it. My blouse was already sticking to my back by the time we crossed the lawn. Rows of white tents stretched along the lake, tidy and company-logoed, folding chairs and round tables shaded by rented umbrellas. A guy in a black polo was crouched beneath the buffet table, adjusting sterno trays. Others moved between stations like hotel valets--quick, smooth, practiced. Polite enough to remind you this wasn't a backyard barbecue. There was a bar. Thank God....

Ladies' Art Class by Susan Selton
Passing under the shadow of the university bell tower, Anne cast her gaze across the quad.
Students leisurely strolled from one building to another either walking solo or engaged in chatter with fellow students. Evening classes draw an older crowd, including pensioners wishing to explore a given subject as an avocation, maybe even an adventure. Most students who crossed Anne's path, however, were twenty years her junior, some still studying for their A-Level qualifica...

Author's note: Skip to the asterisks for the story.
Hello, everyone. This is my first story on here so I appreciate any feedback anyone might have! That being said I wanted to quickly take a second to address a couple of things regarding the story.
First of all, I'm not a native English speaker. I'm from Italy, so if any of the writing seems off or strange, that's probably why....

So, having been married for nearly 15 years to an older guy ( he is 63 I am still in my 30's), I understood at last that he was content to simply eat at home, occasional we would venture out for a steak dinner, and had sex once or twice a month, if he wasn't buried in his newspaper, books or studied whatever he did at the masonic halls!...

This is really concludes Claires journey and sets what is to come
Claire's Letter (unsent)
I don't know if I'll give you this.
Maybe I'll burn it. Maybe it'll stay folded inside the pages of an old sketchbook, curling at the edges like everything else I've left too long.
But I need to write it....

It had been 2 weeks since the Xmas works party, and Christmas was just a week away. Jill had managed to finish work until Boxing Day and was happy to have some time off. Rob would be finishing for his Christmas break in a few days but was still rather busy at work.
Jill spent many moments in the last couple weeks thinking about what happened at the Christmas party. Rob's boss, Alan had pinched her bum when saying goodbye at the end of the evening. Alan had also mentioned while they were dancing that they...