Double Trouble at the Kudo
Suite 109, Kudo Hotel, Late Afternoon
The first-floor balcony door slid open with a soft shhh, letting in a breath of salt air and sun-heavy warmth. The scent of pool chlorine clung faintly to their skin, mixed with something floral and sticky-sweet--like jasmine and sex....

Whipped - Sequel to Caramel Craquant
By Seki
Here I thought the flight turbulence, the overly packed airport, the agonizing waiting line to get out of said airport and the borderline criminal driving of our taxi driver had been enough to completely drain my stress meter for the entirety of our stay in Paris. Nope. Not even close. Nothing came within even a mile of the stress and anxiety I now know you feel when your team is appointed last to be judged at La Coupe Junior Des Pâtissiers [Junior Baker's ...

CHAPTER 4: EXECUTIVE SERVICES SLUT'S FIRST DAY
I woke that Monday morning about as horny as I have ever been and over the past couple days I had attained new levels of horny. Today was the beginning, though ... the real beginning. Yes, I had already done a lot to prove my commitment to being the Executive Services Slut (not the real title). I had submitted to Mr. Bartels, then sucked and fucked both Mr. Bartels, CEO, and Mr. Tillotson, Chairman of the Board. I had submitted to my fraternal twin sons, Mar...

The drive home felt longer than usual. Every bump in the road, every slight turn or shift in the car caused her to shudder warmly as her girlcock twitched between her thighs. Her brain felt muddled and so so sexually frustrated. She shouldn't have agreed to this. She shouldn't have given Katie power over her recently overactive sex drive. But having control stripped from her just felt so damn good....

**Omenna was beautiful**, awe-inspiring, and had an abundance of life. It had creatures that would be considered extinct in other parts of the world, both plants and animals alike. But like every other place on Earth, it had its flaws... of course, the flaw wasn't in our beloved realm. My people, the Uduma, have lived here for millennia after all. No... the flaw lies in the people....

It had been years since I felt this much rage. I had been an angry child. Continuously abandoned and dragged from place to place as adults falsely promised that they would be my new home, I moved through life with a hardened heart and bruised fists.
I hurt others before they hurt me. I was impenetrable....

Rachel Twinings just received a text message from her supervisor at the casino hotel, Diamond in Las Vegas, Nevada. She had to cover the afternoon shift for another employee who called out sick. Rachel did not mind much as her work outfit was a string bikini and basically she just had to bring the clients drinks from the bar. Besides she got to laze around the balcony pool outside until the clients asked her to come inside from their balcony which was situated outside their hotel room....

Amanda huffed, blowing out the locks of red hair hanging over her eyes as she slumped forward at her desk. With or without assistant manager privileges, it was as boring as ever in the Peller Bros. offices. Amanda was stuck listening to the idle buzz of phone calls, paperwork, computer fans, and the slow ticking of the clock. The massive, muscular redhead counted the hours - it was only fifteen minutes after 9 AM....

I was laying on my back when they came to me.
The grass was lush and thick underneath my back and had that certain springiness that I associate with deep vegetation or pine needles but without the prickly points. I could hear the quiet susurration of the river as it meandered past a dozen feet or so from where I lay prone and gazing at the full moon directly overhead, gleaming through the wispy clouds but not quite bright enough to wash out the stars....

Josephina had been in a downright awful mood all week.
Between dealing with rude coworkers overshadowing the hard work she'd recently put in and a plethora of family issues relating to the upcoming holiday, she was utterly exhausted. She'd always been an anxious person, hardly sleeping in high-stress times....

"Close your legs, when you're talking to me."
I was having a cigar at my favorite lounge in Manhattan when I was approached by this familiar face. Normally during these outings I'm not necessarily looking to be social, be courted, or any of the like but the slender white guy with the gray stubble, and Scottish accent found it appropriate. I was only in New York to attend a wedding, and once it was over, I showed love to the bride, groom, and some of the wedding party I knew before breaking off to venture...

I've had a new girlfriend for a few weeks ago, and at first weekend we took some pictures for my old friend because he want me to down to the pub but I dont want to leave alone my new gf at first common weekend. So we sent picture of her while she chilling in my bed because my buddy want to see how the new girl looking for. Then he said he really liked it and wanted some new pictures of her to jerk off to, if my new girlfriend wouldn't mind. I I asked her what she think about some sexy pictures to send him ...

XVIII
As it happened, Adriana took a bit of convincing to attend a session with the masseur. Paula had dropped him into the conversation as subtly as possible, merely saying that it was the best massage she'd ever received and that she was staring down the face of an injury withdrawal before he worked his magic on her....

The morning after the night before
I sat outside on the kitchen terrace, legs tucked beneath me on the old wooden bench Bernard had refinished years ago. The sea stretched out before me, glittering and endless, its waves soft and lazy in the morning calm. I cradled my coffee between both hands, letting the heat soak into my fingers as the breeze, salted and fresh, slipped into my barely tied robe and skimmed the skin beneath....

The following account that I provide has been commissioned by the Amgros Council; what I describe has never been documented before, but the Council has determined that we should lodge a copy in our Archive, accessible only by Council members and those who are preparing for elevation to the Council. It may also serve as a document for posterity, if the Amgros Sect should ever fracture and dissolve....

I woke up to my phone alarm blaring. Ugh, school.
"Wakey wakey!" Penny whispered, planting a firm smooch on my lips. I grabbed her and kissed her back with a little more ferocity, and I felt her smiling through the kiss.
"Why do we have to go to class, Penny?" I asked. "Why can't we just stay in bed and fuck all day?"...

Hello! Welcome to all my new followers! I'm simply delighted that you're here. This story is the start of a five part series. It sounds very angsty but I swear it's not. It does get a little emotional later on, but this one is pretty light. I do hope you'll enjoy it! All characters involved in sexual situations are 18+. All characters are my original creations. Enjoy!...

This story is a repost from when I was on here under a different username.
British English language and spelling. In some stories the processes or facts may be incorrect, it's only a story and in my world that's how it happened. A warning to those who steal stories to use on YouTube channels, I am watching and will hit you with a copyright claim....

All Characters In These Stories Are Over 18 Years Of Age
INTRODUCING CARL JAMESON
The first series of these stories centres on a young Australian man, Carl Jameson, who was born in the Boomer era. (See PREAMBLE). He could just remember the end of the Menzies Prime Ministership and the exhilarating but brief Camelot era of the Whitlam transformation. In his teens, he would enthusiastically devour the works and stellar careers of Howard Jacobsen's "Brilliant Creatures" Clive James, Germaine Greer, Rober...

Andrew pulled away from the main road and took the turn that led to his small gated community, and he could feel the weight of yet another hard day taking its toll on him.
Final exams were on the horizon, and Andrew had completely lost track of the amount of time he had sunk into his weekend studies, which wasn't helped in the least by his part-time job at his uncle's auto repair shop. As the weeks dragged along, his workload only continued to accumulate, reaching a point where he had nothing in the way ...

My name is Sarah, and the following takes place right after the end of part 2.
I called Katie, and she answered on the second ring. I told her who it was, and she said, I'm so happy you called."
I loved the sound of her voice, she reminded of the actress who's last name ends in Moore. She has that same almost horsey sound to her voice. I tell her, "I'm happy you gave me your number. I have been looking forward to calling you all day."...

(All characters are 18+ and fictional. Hope you enjoy this quick-ish story!)
Your phone lights up the pitch black room. A buzz fills the air. You quickly wipe the tears from your face and take one last swig of your beer. 'Gotta shape up,' you tell yourself. The phone shows your friend Casey calling....

Text with kind approval © gurgy
Thank you kenji for your assistance
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Terry blinked open his eyes, the smell of fried bacon had woken him up. Immediately he was lively and noticed that he was having a cabbage like seldom in a morning. Expectant he crawled out of the sleeping tent and was satisfied that mom had already made breakfast, everything was ready on the camping table in front of the tent. Papa was sitting in his chair reading a pink newspaper....

BORROWING
I was home alone one day, off from work. The kids were in school and my wife (Allison) was still at work. I was dozing and watching TV when I heard a knock at the door.
I went to the door to find my wife's good friend Jessica at the door. Jess said she was stopping by to talk about some event she and my wife were involved with and said she needed to borrow something. Apparently, my wife had forgotten that her friend was going to visit....

Birthday Sex
Her birthday was coming up and I had no ideas. Thirtieth is supposed to be a big deal, but I didn't have a clue. I was lamenting my lack of imagination to a friend and he said, "Give her the best sex she's ever had."
"I thought I'd done that already," I joked.
"You have to be creative," he said. "Do some roleplaying, find out what she's always wanted to do, research it. Talk to her girlfriends. Ask leading questions. Listen to her....

Note to the reader: This story is the sequel to the previous chapter. You don't need to read that one to understand this one but it would help familiarize you with the characters and setting. This story is based on real events. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. Any feedback/questions/comments/concerns would be deeply appreciated!...

This is my first story ever. There's bound to be some errors and I need to work on the explicit scenes. Advice and revisions are appreciated.
Part 1: The Beach
The sun was already high by the time Dan and Amanda set up their spot on the beach. Dan carried the cooler and chairs with ease, his broad shoulders glinting under the heat. At 30, he still looked like the kind of guy who could be mistaken for an athlete--6'2", lean muscle, effortless posture....

(This is fantasy, mostly written for the enjoyment of my bisexual sub. It's not supposed to be realistic. All the pretend characters doing pretend things are, in fact, entirely pretend! That's not to say my sub isn't dreaming of an experience like this...!)
"Teagan, will you please get a move on! We'll be late, honey! It's almost 7:00," Stefan yelled up the stairs. He knew she always took time to choose the right clothing, do her makeup, and fix her hair, so he had tried to build in enough extra time, bu...

Dear readers - I present part 2 (of 3) of Takeover in Stereo. This is less of a wanker, and more of a drama or novela. I am going solo, no editor - so please keep the criticism on that topic to a minimum. As I've said before, I have a very unique style. Most people have responded well to my storytelling, and I hope that you enjoy this installment. Peace and love to you all. RoM...

***Thank you to MsDirector for editing this story***
She wiped a few wisps of blonde hair from her forehead as she looked around the busy shopping mall for her connection. Then she saw him, the faded blue jeans, plain white t-shirt and a burgundy college leather jacket. The blonde girl walked over fishing in her pocket for her money. She stood beside the college boy and looked around to see if anybody was watching them....