My wife Buffy and I made our weekly visit to our town's specialty market. All the women workers had a big smile as they saw me and greeted me by my name with a knowing smile on their faces. Some even unconsciously pushed their chests out when they saw me.
Buffy smiled and said, "this is going to be great!"...

Here's part 2, there seems to be enough interest to justify publishing.
Apologies in advance if there are mistakes, I'm currently on my phone on holiday in Croatia (lovely place), not that easy to edit a story, but let's give it a go.
Thanks for reading!

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This was escalating. Initially, Angela was a bit worried. One young, lustful and besotted kid, that was easy. But two, that was a bit different. Much harder to control....

I slept in a nightie that night, one of moms old ones and I must had masturbated at least four times, maybe five but I never touched myself. I just rubbed my dick through the ultra thick diaper. I was a bit mortified when I asked mom to take the chastity cage off me during my diaper change before bed but I really needed some release. Mom seemed to understand without saying a word....

When he opened the door, Walt followed me into a rather spacious room. Sitting at the table were two young ladies who appeared to be about my age, in their early twenties.
"Hello, girls," Walt said. "Meet Jan, our new member. This is Flo and this is Roxy."
"Hi," the two other girls greeted me in unison....

I spent the last part of my junior year of college in Italy. It was a fantastic experience! I learned about and observed artifacts from thousands of years of western history. Weekends usually involved group train trips to other parts of Italy, arranged by students themselves. Weekdays involved classes, followed by unstructured field trips to the museums, galleries, and historic sites around the city....

With a heavy sigh, I rub my eyes at my desk, the papers in front of me becoming blurry. How dare this asshole ask for more money when I know for a fact he stole almost ten thousand dollars out of one of the bank accounts. I place my hand on the papers and fling it off. Who knows what the hell he needs the money for this time. There's already suspicion of his jump to a lavish lifestyle. He needs to be dealt with....

Arash rubbed his full dark beard against the end of his hairy forearm as he scoped out the Mediterranean beach before him. He had recently arrived in Italy after escaping Iran last year. He had recently turned thirty. And here he was: someone who had always wanted to swim at the beach. It was a bonus that he probably would get to sneak a few glances at other men throughout the day....

Preface: This story is fictional. Margie is a girl born with her bits. Chelsea is a closeted questioning queer.
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Chelsea poked at his stomach. It was less than ideal, no abs, no gutters, just a flat, hairless, pale expanse. He knew staring in the mirror prodding himself wouldn't magically fix all his body image issues, but neither would sighing about it and loafing around the apartment. Chelsea really needed to get exercising, s...

It was a while before I returned to the massage parlor in the Twin Cities, which "featured" my hand job and blowjob friend Tammi. The COVID thing shut down most of the parlors, and those still running did nothing outside of a hand job and perhaps a look and feel at the woman's tits. That included Tammi....

Hi fellow sissies, and those that like to take advantage of them! I hope the more depraved of you enjoy my little non-consentual dick-gurl entertainment. Please feel free to give me feedback and spanks and kisses! Any attention gets my little motor twitching.
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"Hey Missy!" I bark, delighting as, seated behind Bacchuss' desk, her face goes from flushed to beet red in an instant. Yeah, she is quite the blusher, the redness quickly travels from her face and down onto her chest. The low cut dress sho...

Part Three


Chapter One

"I have a plan."
He was lying face down on her bed, letting her fingers press where they knew to go, right on the muscles in his back that hurt most. Her pressure hurt too, but it was a good hurt. He needed it. They'd been at the pier all day, climbing together over the frame to install the braces that would support the upper coil, an innovation he'd created that enhanced the concentrator's efficiency significantly. He wished he'd tried the climbing walls at his c...

Isekai-ed 01
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I sat sitting on my feet as I looked around seeing nothing but a bright white atmosphere.
I would have said light but I could see and I wasn't blinded.   I was just surrounded by absolute nothing.
Well not 'NOTHING' as in front of me was a large stone slate that was roughly six or seven feet and looked to be polished almost as if it were a mirror....

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18+. They are all ending high school and starting college.
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The door closed, the apartment got silent again, and I was speechless. Lana got close to me with a hesitant look and said, "I'm sorry, babe. I wasn't sure if he would actually come..."
I exploded. "You weren't sure? You totally knew! You invited him to MY house to fuck you! And you didn't even let me leave!"...

For perhaps the first time in his life - with the exception of every Christmas - James had been excited to wake up early. After all, their plan to have a threesome with Min Park depended upon it.
Part one was simple. They just had to get dressed and go down to the kitchen. Easy. Part two required a little magic. Using her super special sex powers, Imane made Min wake up, likely far earlier than she otherwise would have, and go in search of food....

I hung around this Frat house for around a year when I was 22. I was there mostly for one boy, Damon, but was pretty much the free use house slut. Anyway, I'm there one weekend as usual partying, mostly it was the brothers from the house and a few of their girlfriends in the kitchen.
I went into the kitchen to grab some ice, and all the girls stopped talking when I walked in. I knew they were talking about me, but I did not care. Hello Ladies I announced. Some of them gave a weak hello and others just st...

It wasn't always about parties at the Frat, these guys were going to school so there were quiet times too. Damon would still call on me and I would come. When the nights were quiet and the doors were locked, is when we would form the Fuck Circle. It's a relatively simple concept, the boys would sit on the floor around me in a circle and I would be in the middle. Each would take their turn fucking me any way they wanted. They were so sweet, they bought me a round beach blanket to fuck on and a triangle pillo...

The woman lay semi-upright, her back against the headboard. She was clad in only a black slip and nothing else. For it would be necessary for her to allow free access to her lower genitalia.
The woman looked to be in her early fifties, most likely post-menstrual. Her blond hair was smartly coiffed in a stylish cut. Her years had not diminished her attractiveness. In fact, they seemed to make her even more covetable....

Copyright © July 2025 by Vyasya. All Rights Reserved.
This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit. This story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice attached.
This is a dramatized story based on some experiences with my first girlfriend, who is the primary source of my cuckold fantasies and the heroine of most of my cuckold stories. I have taken liberties to make the story readable and to conceal the identities of the culprits. Other characters who have played small ca...

Thanks for reading! This is my first story, so feedback on writing, pacing, structure, or even like formatting would be much appreciated. Be warned, it ends before the end of the night, but my writing was dragging on and I needed to get it out. There are strong themes of degradation and humiliation in a consensual setting. It's loosely based on a real experience....

The brutal murder of one of Appleton County's most recognized residents sent shockwaves through the affluent community, shaking it to its core. What appeared at first to be a tragic accident soon unraveled into a dark and twisted tale as old as time: forbidden love, betrayal, and bloodshed.
At the center of this sordid story stood Madison, or Madi, like her five-foot-two-inch stature, for short. What she lacked in height she made up in thickness, a front porch big enough for the pope himself to post up a...

The soft clink of cutlery being laid out echoed through the quiet kitchen, still dim with early morning light. Zoe moved like a woman rehearsing a ritual -- smooth, efficient, calm on the outside, though her insides fluttered with something far more urgent. She had already set the table, cracked the eggs, and plated a few extra slices of Barry's favourite bacon, but her eyes kept drifting to the clock above the stove. Her robe hugged her curves, tied loosely at the waist, and beneath it she wore only a pale...

By C. A. Tryst (sobrattycatlady). Copyright 2025. All rights reserved. Do not use without permission.
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Some of this is not true. I do lie for drama. How much? I'll never tell.
I'm lonely in my marriage. Well, correction--I wasn't getting fucked. Which, for me, was devastatingly lonely. I crave the kind of attention you only get from being good and properly fucked. I want to be called a "good little girl" despite clearly being very bad. I want all my holes stretched and filled with cum just to fee...

Hey guys I need to confess something here. This just happened right now and I'm still laying here in bed absolutely dripping with cum while I write this. So here is what happened. I have this one friends with benefits type of guy who has always wanted to have a threesome with me. So he and a friend and me. We have had threesomes with two girls before but honestly, although he has never said it, I suspect that he is a little bit bisexual....

Another true story from this bi married guy who occasionally gets a chance to pleasure another guy. You won't find any signs of great literary skills in my stories. I like to think of myself as more of a reporter, relaying my experiences to all of the other bi married guys who might enjoy reading them....

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The camera flickers on.
Lena is already on her knees. The floor beneath her is soft carpet, marked with a faint imprint from her thighs where she's been waiting. Her red one-piece swimsuit hugs every inch of her, stretched tight over her curves without a single wrinkle or slack. The glossy fabric molds to her hips and chest like it was sculpted onto her bare skin. It digs into her hips, high-cut to the point of indecency, and wraps across her breasts so tight her nipples press fo...

Morning light spilled into the suite, brushing golden fingers across Emily's bare skin as she stirred on the carpet. With a slow, honeyed stretch, her back arched, and the faint jingle of the little pink bone hanging from her collar broke the silence. A soft, playful yip escaped before she could stop it, excitement blooming warm and low inside her. The sun kissed her shoulders, her ass, her hips--and as she stretched again, loose and lazy like a waking pup, something shifted deep inside her, drawing out a b...

I dab on a vintage 1930's perfume called Tabu by Dana, turn myself on while reviewing the scent and talking about how it was made and then I play with my pussy.


Perfume & Sex: Tabu by Sexyprincesstofuck

















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My review of the fragrance Chanel No. 22. Plus while inhaling the perfume I get turned on and play with my dildo inside my pussy till I cum.


Perfume & Sex: Chanel Number 22 by Sexyprincesstofuck

















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The parking lot of The Pineapple Club was full when I pulled in and found a spot next to a brand new BMW. I looked over at my wife, and I watched her eyes as she scanned the parking lot, and her foot started to jiggle nervously. Our last trip had forever changed our sex lives, and I knew that this trip would push the envelope even farther,...

"I'm forty-seven years old! And it's been ages, over five years, since I've even had a proper date, let alone... well, you know. And now, now," my voice began to tremble, a little sniffle escaping as I fought back the tears, "now I have a doctor who's delivered a death sentence. A real, honest-to-goodness, gut-wrenching, utterly final death sentence."...