He looks so pretty tied to the chair, passed out, naked and with a stiff cock courtesy of the viagra and roofie spiked protein shakes I've been feeding him for the last 48 hours. I'll finally let him come to now that I've gotten enough of what I need for his surprise. I roughly slap his cheeks a few times to speed up the process. With a low moan he opens those pretty green eyes first with confusion closely followed by shock and fear. It probably is scary waking up to the feel of the largest butt plug i coul...

Hey. It's still me, Mark Gordon.
I'm more than a little nervous. I'm supposed to be getting married this week to the indisputable love of my life, Mandi Jackson.
Mandi is a little bit younger than me, as she will be turning 22 later this year. We met in college, where I was studying History and she was studying Theology. She's about 5'2", with flaming red hair, frame glasses, pale skin with only slight freckling... God, she's gorgeous!...

All performers are consenting adults over 18 years of age. All characters and scenes are fictional, and characters in sexual situations are 18 years of age and older.

Do not listen while driving or doing anything that requires you to be alert.
You are hanging out for a quick drink at the Jazz bar when I sit next to you. You agree to be hypnotized and we play a game called Saying Yes without Saying Yes. You don’t realize it’s more than a game. In the end we both win....

The couple added me to a group chat through one of those common social media apps I regularly use, same as 2 billion monthly active users. I'd only ever been online acquaintances with them, casually chatting here and there over the past couple of years, nothing more. We have often engaged in casual conversations about random topics like books and maybe lightweight political scandal opinions, but mostly funny videos to laugh about....

You said you'd be back. You swore you'd be here... with me. But here you are, calling me in the middle of the night... whispering 'sorry' like it still means something. And I let you say it — one last time — before I remind you exactly what you came here for.
Soft-spoken. Sweet. But not forgiving. The kind of late-night phone call you won't forget....

The FIONA-TRILOGY - The Assassination
© JoeMo1619 - July 2025 ff.
Prologue:
The "Fiona Trilogy," the first part of which appears here, is set in the time leading up to and during the COVID pandemic that broke out in 2020, a time that brought about an almost absurd transformation of our everyday lives. The behaviour of the British government under Boris Johnson and the Scottish government under Nicola Sturgeon was diametrically opposed and also differed significantly from the German "bureaucratic th...

Chapter 2: Scandalous Student
It was strange, but I felt almost no guilt, only relief, grateful to Brie that we'd pulled off such a satisfying, unforgettable tryst in secret. We hadn't "cheated," but I really did wonder how she felt about it, because her manner, speech, facial expressions, and eyes never tipped her hand. All I could do was hope for the best, that she was fine with what happened, and maybe even had an orgasm, or would give herself one later....

She'd always felt an affinity for dragons. The strength and wisdom they symbolized to her spoke to her soul and her heart. Fierce and protective, yet playful when treated properly, they had become her security and hope.
He was like the wolf, a predator, yet like the wolf there was something protective in his nature. As fierce as she knew wolves could be, she knew they had a playful side as well....

Chapter 19: Bangh Mi Poon

They were back home at the Dome on the Isle of Man.
They had come home so the Doctor could recalibrate his readings and interact more productively with his sensor net orbiting the Earth to get a better sense of where the Penguin might show up next. But as the Doctor was greeted by familiar surroundings, he realized that things had changed since the last time he had been there....

[Welcome back, dear reader. In this Chapter, you will see Julian slowly starting to notice some cracks in the picture of his cozy, comfortable little life.
Reminder: English is not my first language.
Disclaimer: Every character in this story is 18 years of age or more
Enjoy your reading!]
Senior Year, by SDaddy666 - Chapter 2...

I was working in Atlanta that week and decided to have dinner with an old work colleague, Chuck. He was in town for just one more evening, but we decided to meet up before he headed out. We met at a pub not too far from where I was staying. We planned on a couple drinks and some appetizers just to catch up. He was leaving early in the morning so we made it an early evening....

"... Hap-py BIRTH-day, dear Em-i-ly."
Pause. Deep breath.
"Hap-py birth-day to you!"
Cheers and applause. Emily smiles politely.
She looks miserable.
"Happy forty-teen, girl!"
That's from a drunk colleague, champagne glass wobbling precariously, threatening to spill on her too-much-makeup, jangly jewelry, and aggressively plunging neckline....

21 -- Corpse Garden
Afternoon light leaked into the decaying tavern, and Rennia shielded her eyes from the sunrays blasting through holes in the rooftop. She stood in fresh clothing, clad in some dead adventurer's gambeson. Ishmere had assured her that ownership issues were no longer a problem, nor would it smell since someone had stored it away for years ago. It did, however, smell of dust and old wood....

????️ TITLE: “She Wasn’t Shy Around My Cock — She Was an Expert.”
She didn’t hesitate.
Didn’t flinch.
Didn’t glance up for approval like some good girl playing pretend.
She just *took it.*
Like she’d done it before.
Like she was *proud of it.*
Like she *knew* exactly what I was about to sound like...

Author's note: the story includes vocabulary surrounding afab bottom genitalia. If you don't enjoy reading that, please don't read any further. The author is transmasc non-binary themselves and used an approach they enjoy themselves. No misgendering is happening.
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Written by "HerMatman." Actor friend "Derek S" does voice over. Each character in this short story is 18 years and older. All sound effects are from "101 Sound Boards ." Other audio is public domain.


Mrs. Fisher & Trent's Loose Balls by HerMatman










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I put on the 1978 Lancome perfume Magie Noire. I describe the scent and turn myself on. I play with my pussy with my dildo till I cum.


Sex & Perfume: Magie Noire by Sexyprincesstofuck

















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INTRODUCTION
I used to think that the desire to wear women's clothing, particularly underwear, was a sign of being a sissy. In particular, that the desire to put on women's knickers meant that you must be a sissy.
But now I see things differently. There are a whole range of people who wear women's clothes either sometimes or most of the time....

⚠️ Author's Note:
This is the chapter where Ishaan stops pretending.
No denials. No excuses.
Just surrender, one scene at a time.
On stage, he dances.
In the bathroom, he begs.
And in the mirror, he finally sees what he is.
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The room was still dark when Ishaan stirred....

I grew up on a small farm. On a hilltop. In The Cotswolds. Our nearest neighbours were about half a mile away, tucked behind a small wood. They were close enough if you needed someone, but far enough away if you didn't. Of course, when I moved to Oxford, all that changed. And when I moved to London, it changed times ten....

Following our first successful dogging experience, where my twenty-three-year-old girlfriend Isobel, or Izzy as everyone calls her, sat blindfolded and let a complete stranger grope her body and cover her tits with his cum, she openly confessed to wishing she'd sucked his cock too. I wasn't surprised, and three weeks later, we went back, ready to push our boundaries further....

Preface
In a future not too far flung, humanity has progressed to a stage where almost all production and provision of society's needs is automated. With no need to work, all citizens are instead driven to find lifestyles that fulfil their own and each other's fundamental desires. This is achieved through the medium of an overruling system of artificial intelligences and mathematical algorithms which record vast amounts of data about each individual from the moment they are born; working out precisely wh...

Ever since I can remember, I've been more or less a loner. Valkyrie (Val) Arneson, little sister of Thor (though he goes by Keith). My parents were second generation pure blooded Swedes, a little too into Mythology, and I looked every bit of my name.
6'2" by the end of high school. Long blond hair in a single braid down to my ass crack. Square jawed, blue eyed, and full lipped. I thought my boobs were in the way more than I'd like. And I never bothered to start shaving anywhere. I've been told that as a ...

Here is my latest effort. It is quite long but I must admit I enjoyed writing it. Hopefully you will feel the same when you finish reading it. Any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely accidental. All characters are made up from my own warped imagination. This story belongs to me, so please do not use it without my permission. The tale contains descriptions of many kinds of sexual activity, so if you are under 18, or those kind of things offend you, please move on. This story is set in a utopian ...

Daria and I discussed what had happened at the game during the coming week. She was excited by my description of Lonnie's cock, and amazed that we didn't get caught. I shared that view but pointed out that we really didn't do much, considering Lonnie and Sue were already fully involved when I got there. We resolved to see how far we could push things....

Goodness! It's been a busy month, thinks Honey. Putting her feet on the footstall, she reaches for a glass of Pinot Grigio, which she had poured a few minutes earlier. She opens her laptop and types out a thank-you e-mail to two temporary staff, who have brilliantly helped her through the combined demands of a year-end, an audit, an internal audit and production of next year's financial plans....

Someone was talking but Jason was thinking about his cum streaking across Wesley's tongue.
"Calling Planet Hollywood. Come in, Planet Hollywood," said the voice.
His sister Aubrey snapped her fingers in front of his eyes and Jason refocused on the scene in front of him.
Interior. Suburban Living Room - Night....

You sit at the breakfast table, awkwardly tapping your fingers as Lilith glares at you in the seat opposite yours. Her one red eye stares at the countless bruises left over from your first meeting with Eari the previous day. You stare in kind at the conspicuous sling that one of her arms is in. Simultaneously, you both turn your gazes over to the house's front hallway, where a number of contractors are busy repairing the front door....

Surveying the land ahead, Derek took in a deep breath. He filled his lungs with crisp afternoon air and drew his gaze over the rolling hills of The Amusement Park's entrance fields. Following the brick road which he stood upon led his eyes to the massive pair of gilded doors which initialized his adventure earlier that day. Since he passed through them, he had enjoyed endless voyeurism, gotten his first handjob AND his first blowjob, had his body worshiped by a sea of invisible mouths in the dark room, and ...

The events in this story take place immediately after Denae's Homework
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The remainder of the semester was going by rapidly. Both Denae and Janet earned A's on their papers, Suzy and Scott continued seeing each other constantly, and Denae and Bill were inseparable when not at work or in class. Denae was still enamored with her ring and stared at it frequently, but only about every twenty minutes, rather than constantly, as she had done in the days immediately following her engagement to Bill....