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Adrian stood outside the coffee bar, his heart beating out of his chest and up into his throat, and checked his phone. It was 7:57 p. m. He wondered if he'd ever been this nervous before in his life. He couldn't recall. Anything, really. His mind was unfocused and overwhelmed. He pulled at the hair behind his ear, and tried to take a shakey big breath. "It's just a first date you dork."...

Prolog:
The developments of Turtle Creek and Turtle Bay have new leadership, hope in their new Grand Supreme Mistress Funtashia.
Right after Hades Night the honeymoon period began with a week of "normal" relationships, legally married couples (or those involved significant relationships) spending a week together reacquainting themselves after two weeks of mixed up, kinked up, sexed up, mixed group orgies....

Scene: Through the Lens
Ethan had filmed a lot of scenes.
It wasn't what he thought he'd be doing by now. Not by a long shot.
He had big plans once. Thought he'd be working on real productions--indie films, maybe a gritty docuseries, something with artistic merit. But adulting was expensive, and unpaid passion projects didn't keep the lights on....

My name is Lorelei Young. I'm twenty years old and graduated from high school when I was nineteen. I was the oldest student in my class. My mother held me back in kindergarten because she didn't think I was mature enough at five years old to attend school.
Being older than the other girls in school had some benefits. For example, in my senior year I was invited to a dance at a well-known military academy where I learned that twenty-year-old men in uniform weren't always well-behaved or concerned with mai...

Aunt Liz's Bitch Part 02.

Author Note: This story finishes with what some will see as a gay sex act between a teenage cross-dresser and her twenty-one-year-old male lover. If this would bother you, please read no more.

Chapter 1.

After my aunt had taken my virginity, our lives fell into a regular pattern. Every time I made an improvement in my transition from an effeminate young man to a pretty young woman, such as improving my voice to sound feminine, Liz would reward me with sex. Of c...

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Thanks for the feedback on my stories so far, it's all appreciated!...

Cole strolled into the house at 3:15 to find his mother at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in her hand, wrapped in her bathrobe. She had removed the lipstick. He immediately sensed that she was most definitely NOT okay.
"Mom?"
"Cole, honey. Sit down." She could smell the sweat through his clothes and noticed that he was in his typical workout clothes--T-shirt, sandals, baggy gym shorts. Kim took the next few minutes to relate her Chloe encounter to him....

The day after Granny passed, I took on the task of going through her phone book and calling anyone that I felt should know. Mum was busy dealing with the shock and her grief while trying to organise a funeral. The house felt oddly empty and so strange. The presence of Granny was all around us in everything we looked at and touched, yet what was missing was her. It was the little things, like the sound of her breath, her slightly strained laughter, or a cheeky comment here and there. It was her essence that ...

My name is Kaitlyn-Marie Swanson.
I go by Katie.
I just turned 18 last week. Same goes for my brother, Hunter. If you're following, that makes us twins. The fraternal kind.
And if you didn't know us, you would never guess that we were siblings.
Hunter is tall, blonde, tanned, and athletic. He's popular. He plays hockey in the winter and baseball during summer. He's in decent shape....

CHAPTER 15
"Can you tell me something I don't know?" Raphael asked.
Tinges of white feathers fluttered around the fountain. The petrified cherub stood motionless, gazing upon the flock of pigeons while it spewed a constant stream of water. Beneath its stone form, ripples distorted the bronze and silver omens at the pool's bottom, where the glittering coins lay....

Veena was 21 year old studying in standard XII (Second year junior college - Also called Grade 12). She was an under average student. It is already evident from the age and grade she has been able to reach. To get out of the school, she spent 2 years each for standard IX and standard X (Grade 9 and Grade 10). Even her first year junior college was two years. The problem was that being under average student all her life, barely passing at the lowest passing grades but as we all know the higher the standard, ...

It was a warm spring day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and there was a gentle breeze blowing. I looked out in the backyard, and thought, "Today is going to be a great day"! Little did I know how much of an understatement that was!
I decided I was going to go outside and see what was going on, so I put on a pair of gym shorts, a t-shirt, and my socks and shoes. Out the front door I went, saw nothing and no one out front, not even our neighbors....

Author's Note - 'Trevilan Chronicles' are unconnected short stories set in the same world as 'The Prince's Potion,' this one takes place around ten years later. Though not necessary, I strongly recommend reading those stories prior to this one. I realize my stories are not for everyone. If you're not interested in exaggerated sex organs, incest, inbreeding, and medieval/fantasy settings, this may not be for you. Thank you for the continued support and feedback!...

MEETING THE BROS. CH. 5

I loved single every minute I'd spent at my hubby's family compound.
Though I hated to leave, I knew it was time for Trevor and I to head back home. We had an apartment in the city, and we had work waiting for us, so I knew we couldn't stay there forever.
Though a part of me really wished we could have stayed. I'd just grown so accustomed to living with my hubby's five gorgeous brothers and their insatiable dad. Especially since they never wore any clothes, and just coul...

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Mia paced around her living room, huffing as she held a phone to her head.
"When are you coming home?" Her mum moaned. "You've been gone for weeks now!"
Mia sighed and sat down on the one chair in her living room.
"Like you care when I come home." Mia shot back at her....

A fictional story with fictional characters that were 18 or older. It involves an absentee mother and an open-minded father and daughter in a close relationship. It fits, yet pushes the limits of what I consider the taboo part of this category. It is self-proofed and edited with software, so there will be some mistakes. If you can't handle that, I suggest you stop and go to a story by another author. I do hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it....

Your dad was gone. He had to do some things that most people would describe as "illegal" to put food on the table. You knew it, your Mom knew it, everybody did. That's just how things were where you come from.
But what not everybody knew was that he was a man of honor. You'll always remember his motto: "Son, you have to do the right thing, even when others tell you otherwise". He always said it, but it actually acquired a new layer of meaning the moment he said it to you the day you turned 18....

Her sexual awakening and new found freedom to indulge herself has changed Jennifer. She is finding her desires and fantasies are taking a darker turn to places they should not go. Will she follow where they lead?
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Spoken Desires - Wicked Intentions...

Jane Scotto Ch 7
Billy opened the door expecting to see the DoorDash person, but instead, it was Tanisha. She was wearing a bathrobe and when she saw Billy's naked body and raging hard-on, she untied it to let it fall open, exposing her nude, brown body.
Billy's eyes went straight to Tanisha's large, round breasts, with their dark brown nipples. Then his eyes scanned down her flat stomach to her hairless pussy....

Please be aware that this story explores a taboo relationship and may be disturbing to some readers. Just a quick story this time, something quick and hot. There will be another part depending on how well this goes.
How did I get here? Trapped in this twisted reality where the lines of wife and mother have blurred into something sick and depraved. I look in the mirror and see a woman I don't recognize, a reflection stained with guilt and shame, yet burning with a desperate, secret desire. They both look ...

12 months later my sexy lover Sandy got a message that Nicole (Nic), Andrew and the kids were coming to Australia to visit.
By this time Nicole's kids with Andrew were growing up fast and Eric was 1.
We quickly told Denise about their impending arrival, so she booked a flight to Melbourne.
The day had arrived, Denise had turned up earlier that morning and was settled at my place....

All characters represented in this work are wholly fictional, and over the age of eighteen.

Tyra sat alone at the kitchen table.
I watched her sadly, as I had many other women before.
Her world had just come crashing down, destroyed by the man who had claimed to love her since their marriage, almost two decades before....

I have always had an interest in Black Females. I love the way they ooze sexuality & the Dominance. Also I am an Ass man & years of watching rap videos. Of Black women. Twerking their Assess made me more than Interested & I needed more.
I started off just watching the odd interracial scenes with Black Women & White Men having sex. Then wanted to see more of their Voluptuous Black Booties....

My name is Sandy. I have been happily married (well, mostly happily), to my second husband for 15 years. I'm 59 years old, have long brown hair (as long as I keep up with the dye to get rid of the gray), sparkling green eyes and a little bit of a pudgy face.
Yes, I'm fat. My husband calls it Rubenesque, the porn sites would call me a bbw, but I'm fat. I'm average height and weigh about 220 pounds, most of that is in my belly and my ass since my breasts are only C cup. Everything is saggy, I have belly ro...

I finish my tasks at the office in a rush, watching the clock inch toward the early afternoon. Vasso had already left for the day, having told me about her upcoming trip to the capital. A sense of urgency tingles through me, I'm due at Madam Olivia's house, and she never appreciates tardiness.
My heart pounding as I dash through the streets. I step in quietly, removing my shoes at the entrance, then proceed along the brief hallway. Inside the living room, I catch sight of her....

Chapter 2: Gym Bunnies
Bob and Suzanne lay awake, limbs tangled as they sprawled on his bed, sweaty, euphoric, and reeking of sex. Early morning sunbeams streamed in through the skylight.
"You seem to be my rebound boy," she said softly. "I feel like such a weight has been lifted."
"You're pretty good about lifting weights," he said, trying for deadpan....

Chapter 4
I stand behind the counter at the check-in desk of the resort, passport in hand. The woman has sympathetic eyes, but just like the previous two resorts we walked to, there is no vacancy. The air conditioning is nice in here, but soon we will be thrust by security back into the heat and salty breeze of the island. After three hours of walking and no way to contact anyone back home or on the ship, I am exhausted and angry....

Jacob woke the next morning with a jolt, his room still smelling faintly of Sabrina - something like garlic, sweat, and something else primal he couldn't shake. He realized she didn't have his number. How could she reach him? How could he reach her? He'd seen her in the background of someone else's Instagram story once, months ago, raving about a cheese biggie deluxe pizza with triple garlic, onion, and ghost peppers. She'd been laughing, her messy hair catching the light, and he'd thought it was the most i...

Isabella's smirk lingered as she crossed her arms, her eyes scanning me up and down. I could feel her looking at me, a mix of curiosity and amusement that made me feel uneasy. Her pink lace panties were still the only thing I was wearing, a stark reminder of how exposed I was both physically and emotionally. I felt the blood rushing to my face, blushing so hard that I could feel the warmth radiating from my cheeks. But the secret was finally out there, and all I could do now was wait for her reaction....

"You gotta keep it real, baby," Antonio rapped into the microphone, his eyes scanning the throng of fans swaying to the rhythm of his rap. The concert lights illuminated the stadium in strobing red and blue hues, catching the rapture on every face. Sweat speckled his forehead, his muscles rippling under the clinging fabric of his stage outfit. He was on autopilot, surfing on the wave of the crowd's excitement like some beast in heat....