This is a two part story and combines my first submission, which was previously published as Chapter One, now with both the Chapters One and Two (newly published here). For some reason Chapter Two seems to have gotten caught up in the queue and I belatedly realize realized Chapter TWO logically should be with One in the same reading. I plan to continue writing stories that closely describe our role playing scenarios. I appreciate and welcome all comments, good, bad, and constructive....

She didn't speak when he approached. Didn't flinch when he took her jaw in his hand, thumb resting just beneath her lips.
There was no need to ask again. Her consent had already been given--boldly, breathlessly, and without apology. And still, he paused. Let the silence stretch between them, like a match hovering just above dry skin....

All characters in sexual situations are fictional and 18 years of age and older.
His strong left hand firmly held onto me where my waist curved out to my left hip as he caressed my round ass with his other hand, while I was down on all fours in the center of the bed. His sweet voice was praising the beauty of my ass in a way that made me feel so wanted and desired that I hadn't felt in so many years. I let out a soft purr when he gave my ass a playful slap. Then his voice got a bit deeper when he spoke....

"Is that who I think it is?"
Georgia's friend Allie pointed across the café. The woman must have been ordering something complicated, judging by the concentration on the barista's face as they entered it into the iPad. The woman's back was turned to Georgia and Allie, so they could only see the shining black hair cascading down to her waist and the rings glinting under the fluorescents. Georgia blushed at memories too indecent for 9 a. m. on a Saturday morning....

First, this is a futa story.
Second, this was made without AI.
Third, this story is about cheating.
Enjoy.
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As much as Jenna was the sort of woman that liked breaking her toys, as much as she liked consuming what should have been hers from the beginning, she would not have made it anywhere if she did not possess that rare quality. The only thing that separates human beings from animals, really....

Ava's living-room looked almost the same as the night before--fairy lights, rain on glass, low jazz--but the couch had been pulled forward so its foot faced the room. Two thick cushions were stacked beneath the far armrest, forming a gentle slope. Leo, barefoot in draw-string joggers and an old band tee, eyed the setup....

CRUISING & COCK - I'M ADDICTED - Pt. 26

A brief resume if you haven't read the previous parts of this story.
My names Sam, I'm twenty two years old, short, muscular and addicted to cruising and cock. I love sucking cock, I love getting fucked by cock, I love spunk and piss and had, at last, realised that I was gay....

The next thing I remember was Steve gently pulling my panties and trousers up my legs. In my state of bliss, I had fallen asleep, as had Hekla, she too was now busy rearranging her own clothing, Aaliyah and Caleb were nowhere to be seen. I asked Steve where they had gone, he shrugged and explained he had finished putting our stuff in the car and had a quick look around the greenhouses. When he came in, he found Hekla and I asleep with our knickers and trousers around our ankles, commenting on how we had obv...

"It's almost like a whisper at first," Lita intoned, her eyes just a little too wide and her smile just a little too hungry. She was sitting on top of the low retaining wall separating the road from the river, which would have worried Jessie a lot more if the river was anything more than a shallow trickle running directly under the center of the Cesar Chavez Bridge. At this time of year, the only risk you ran falling down there was skinning your knee on the pavement or landing on a film crew... but Jessie f...

Author's Note: A sweet, slow-burn romance. Nothing too wild--just lots of tension and feelings. Thanks for reading!
Ellie's had a crush on her best friend's roommate for three years. He doesn't do girlfriends, though, and she swore she wouldn't be just another girl. But when she ends up in his lap on movie night, saying no gets a lot harder....

Author's note.
1). Remember, your help in pointing out errors will help keep me from having to take long periods off to edit. Your help in this is much appreciated.
2). Feedback from my readers is my fuel to keep writing. If you enjoy my work, please take the time to let me know in the comments. It does wonders for my motivation to write....

We were driving home from the baby shower, our trunk was filled with diapers, cute onesies, binkies, and other miscellaneous infant presents.
He'd been edging me all morning before the shower, petting my pussy and bringing me right to the edge before he'd stop touching me. I'd been soaked all day at the thought of getting home and feeling him plunge into me, finally letting me cum....

The night has been slow, boring and - most obnoxiously - terribly rainy. Ta'quan hates having to patrol on nights like these because not only is it a frustrating disaster to fight in the rain, but his supersuit sticks to him like a second skin; peeling it off is always an exercise in frustration, not entirely unlike taking off a swimsuit when you're sweaty. At least after four hours, he was given clearance from the headquarters to go home....

*Authors Note:*
*With this release comes an update on where to find information on future chapters. Rather than give a vague timeline, I plan to start keeping my profile updated with progress on what stage the next entries are at (For example: Drafting, editing, or awaiting moderation) and give a release date when it is available. That way you can see the story is being worked on and be assured that I have not ghosted you all if I fall behind schedule....

Something happened to me last week that caused me to think about how fragile life is. If the worst had of happened I would never have finished my book. So for all those that love to pull apart and criticize stories that people write for joy... I say to you just don't. Think before you are unkind. Life is short and precarious indeed. Slowly more of my saga comes to me. Fear not, yes I have a story arc and a suitable end, and slowly it's all weaving together to a close. However, there is a lot more to tell be...

All characters are over the age of 18.
ERIC'S MOM
Eric Reddy and I have been friends since... Damn, since elementary school. We did everything together! At least until recently.
We both loved nerdy shit. Sci-Fi and Fantasy movies. Comic books and collectibles. We've gone to two Comic-Cons, three Star Trek conventions and even went to Universal Studios in Florida together. We played video games together too....

"Shall we make this game a bit more interesting?" Circe asks.
It's Saturday night, Circe and I are out looking for fun and action.
"What do you mean?" Frank asks.
Well I think his name is Frank or something like that but it's not him we're interested in, it's his girlfriend Gwen.
Circe picked her out earlier tonight, now standing across the pool table from her I study her body closely. She's a sultry brunette with shoulder length hair and dark smoldering eyes. Her dress barely covers her body, l...

Vampires...
It's too much to say "they told me so". I just wouldn't listen. No. The word of a hardened adventurer wasn't enough for me. She told me to stay away, but I went anyway. I wanted to find a vampire for myself--I wanted to be the one to slay him!
Little did I know vampires are used to being hunted. No sooner had I arrived in the mansion, then the lesser demons set upon me and kicked me into a cell. I haven't even seen the Prime, yet; the one they say that created all the lesser spawn. Frankly...

My manager and I arrived at the hotel a little after seven after spending most of the day on a plane to visit a client. It was just a single day's visit as we'd be flying back right after our meeting ended the next afternoon. A little tired and hungry, we agreed to meet in the hotel bar for dinner and drinks after freshening up in our respective rooms. We ended up having adjoining rooms with those doors in between them....

As family mingled in the living room over cocktails, conversation and charcuterie, Laura stepped down the hall into the kitchen to ensure all was ready to go for her parent in-laws' anniversary dinner...
Jack poked his head in, "all good, Luv? Need anything?" She was grateful for his offer to help; she looked forward to showing him her appreciation in the bedroom later....

It had been four days since Izzy had seen Paul. Four, long, lonely, sex-barren days, at least they had been for her. For Paul, she could only imagine, and that was the problem: her imagination. She could not stop herself from thinking about what was happening behind those closed doors of his. Or what Paul was doing with the steady stream of young, beautiful models who came and went. Nor could she stop looking, each time a car parked at the bottom of his drive. She could not help but be envious of these beau...

Intensive Care
Author's note: This story features some medical activity that may or may not be 100% accurate, so apologies for any factual errors to any British endocrinologists that might be reading this. This story has a longish fuse before the action explodes, but I think it's worth the wait.
I don't remember how I got in here, but I need to get out. All I need is something to eat for god's sake! The room keeps spinning and I keep passing out. The wall clock seems to have stopped even though the ha...

Fitz
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Author's notes: All applicable copyright laws for this site as well as those that apply for me are in effect.
This is a story of loss that is set in the late 1990s.
It was an unusually warm night in late September. My skin had started to turn that ghostly pale white, which shines forth from most white people in Seattle. I used to say Caucasian, but since Perestroika and the fall of the Soviet state I've met Russians who exclaim that I don't look like ...

This story is part of my "Obsidian's Hoard of Lovers" series, but they are all stand alone, so you don't have to read the others to enjoy this one.
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Peach is a catfolk spy that uses her wiles and her job as a famous belly dancer to get close to her targets. But when she targets the dragon Obsidian, she finds his aura too powerful to resist....

I.

Lily was my first real girlfriend. A year out of high school and already a college dropout, it's fair to describe me as aimless. Working as a courtesy clerk for a grocery store, I wasn't what anyone considered a catch. Still, Lily took a chance on me.
She came shopping with her mother every week. Just seeing her made my miserable job a little less so for a while. Lily was a pretty girl, maybe not a beauty, but her smile was genuine, and my heart leaped whenever she came through those sliding gl...

The following is one of a series of standalone tales concerning the adventures of a group of characters inhabiting a plantation in the antebellum south.
All persons were over eighteen years of age at the time of any encounters described here.
Charlotte
Charlotte was born and brought up by her moderately well-off landowner parents on a large estate in the eastern counties of England in the early 19th century. She was particularly tall and well proportioned, for a woman of that period, with long rave...

I had the opportunity to travel to India for a work expansion project. The company is growing and developing an internationally. To facilitate that growth much like the rest of the corporate world, the decision was made to find resources at offshore locations that could supplement our needs.
One group of representatives went to the Philippines, another to Korea and I was tasked with going to India and scoping out facilities at a few cities....

Tlan kept himself busy on the big day, washing pots and scrubbing charred firepit masonry. Out of everyone else's way. The High Ladies were flustered, rushing about the keep and beating their lordly charges with handbags and parasols if they didn't keep up. Young princes and barons were lining up at attention as the High Ladies bent stiffly in their corseted gowns to peer into their eyes....

"Hello?"
"Hi Sam," Ellie says, her voice warm even over the phone. "I was wondering if you wanted to come over to watch a movie tonight."
I let out a long sigh. "I'm kinda wiped, actually. Long week at work."
"Sam," Ellie says sternly, "I don't think you understand."
"What?"
"I've invited Dev too," she says....

The summons came at dawn.
King Aldric had spent the night in the corner where Grashk had left him, wrists still bound, the taste of his own shame bitter in his mouth. He'd witnessed his wife transformed. Seen her beg for orc cock. Spilled helplessly at the sight.
Now she stood before him, but nothing like the queen he'd known for centuries....