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"What is it, Kitten?" Mr. Stoddard asked, propping himself up on a pillow to get a better look at me.
"Nothing."
"It seems like something," he pried. I saw a familiar gleam in his eye and I knew what it meant. That's the look he gives when he has found a worthy challenge -- and conquered it.
Mr. Stoddard certainly conquered the babysitter. He fucked me for hours, in every position imaginable, pounding my young body to multiple orgasms. I don't even know how many. I lost count -- right around the ti...

Serendipity: good luck in making unexpected and fortunate discoveries. fluke, good fortune, good luck. a stroke of luck.
I wasn't supposed to be there that day. Life in the airlines involves ups and downs, from the plane itself to the daily flight schedule. The joke within the industry was, 'Don't make overnight plans because you might not end up there'. Once a crew received notice of a reroute to their schedule, the questioning began, "Okay, who made dinner plans in Omaha?" Today that was me. My sister ...

"Hey, can I come for a look around your school? Seen there's a job going."
The text from Cally came out of nowhere. I hadn't seen her for a long time, though I occasionally messaged to see how things were going back at my old school.
She was right, there were two teaching jobs going at my school, and as headteacher, I would have the main say in who got them....

The Hotel Key: A Threesome Fantasy at VXN Fest
I'm really not sure where I'm headed. First, I already got off on the wrong floor. Twice. With a significant elevator bump, I'm now on Floor 8 (finally), and the hallways don't seem to flow in an organized way.
Room 808.
How come this room is so damn hard to find?...

Third installment of the series, and you all have been very patient. It has been a slow build to the payoff, and I hope it has been worth the wait.
Enjoy.
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The next several days were a flurry of activity... for everyone in my household.
Thomas was busy packing and coordinating his move while working with Carlos to do a sort of new-hire orientation....

If you read Party Boat pt 1, you will see, it is the start of quite an experience. Part 1 was my husband, Roger's, firsthand accounting. Part 2 is my (Mary) story. The story is 95% true, but we changed the names to protect the non-innocent. Neither one of us are writers but we hope you can share our story....

Anatomy of a Beginning
i write this story, as an woman for her husband who is deeply loved. i wont tell you if this is fiction or fact il
i will let the reader decide
Names have been changed
Prologue: Before Marie
Before Marie, there was Claire.
We were five years in, young and sure of ourselves in the way people are when they haven't yet seen what the body is capable of taking from someone. She was nine-teen when we fell in love--sharp-witted, wild-haired, fiercely alive. We lived togethe...

Rent Day #2 Continued
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I was in complete shock. What now? First he gets to see my girlfriend naked, than he gets het to clean his filthy dick!? Who does he think he is?! And what does he think he can do next?
In this moment, I thought of the worst.
"Did he make you sleep with him?"...

A Special Sale - Part 2

It had been quite a few tough days for Emily. She kept thinking about the sexual thrust she had with Mark, and she felt awful about it. She knew that Mark was engaged and that did not stop her from screwing him. She hated to think about herself as a homewrecker. Yet, she could not shake the feeling. Mark had looked so sad and depressed as he left the boutique. She did not know how to fix it, but she wanted to make it up for him. He seemed so happy about his upcoming marriage b...

The week after Trent Maxwell received his acceptance letter into college, his dad died in an industrial accident; his mom had to find a job and waitressing barely covered her bills. Trent's mom insisted strongly that he go to college, she'd somehow manage.
Trent got a full time dishwasher job working 5-11 at a licensed restaurant near the college, so he adjusted his schedule to all afternoon classes. Trent either got some much-needed Z's or studied in the mornings, attending classes in the afternoons, wo...

I rose from sleep, stretched, and got out of bed. It was 6 AM, and since it was Saturday, I didn't need to get ready for work. Bill and I were going to go out and play some golf later today, and it should be a good day.
Getting up at 6 was like setting off an alarm clock for my bladder. Into the bathroom, I emptied my bladder with a sigh of relief. I looked out of the window, and what an eyeful I got....

Author's Note: This miniseries is set after the character specific chapters in the series. While they are not ABSOLUTELY required to understand the Summer of Secrets, they do provide a baseline start for the characters involved and give context for some of the drama that is about to unfold.
*All characters involved are 18 or older.*...

Spring
Things between Dan and me didn't fall apart. They just quietly loosened--like a thread pulled gently, repeatedly, until the fabric thins and gives without warning.
We still ate dinner together, still traded updates about our days, but his eyes rarely lifted from his phone, and I stopped asking for them to....

Lisa and I had been in a relationship for about six months.
I often visited John's home, but one day, as we were sitting there, she looked at me thoughtfully and said,
"You know, you shouldn't keep staying in the guesthouse anymore. It would be good for you to find a place of your own."
Her words resonated with me. It wasn't just a suggestion—it felt like an opportunity, a gentle nudge toward independence....

It all started with Danny getting utterly killed by a semi. Since then, he has been having the time of his afterlife working for Candy, the Muse of Raunchy Sex Comedies. His prior missions of boobs and bombast have come to an end, and this is a new one. You can treat this as a standalone series, though you might miss a running bit or two....

Author's Note
Part 2 of the story about the weak-willed mother of a bully and the special bond she forms with the victim of her son's bullying.
Comments and constructive feedback are always appreciated.
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Main Characters
Sandy - 37 yo, 5', 100 pounds, divorced weak-willed single mother to Brad....

This is the first time I am writing, it is about an wild encounter I had. I look forward to writing more such stories. Would love to know areas of improvement in the area of story telling.
It had been almost a year since we broke up. We had started dating at the age of 18 and we dated for almost 2 years. Things ultimately didn't work out for us so we decided to part was. A couple of months after we broke up I moved to another city for my undergrad degree, while she continued in our hometown. We used to s...

Ashley had gotten tired of heartbreak and dating. Relationships have always been a bitter disappointment for her. She would get her hopes up that she had finally found a satisfying relationship, only to have them dashed by some unpleasant reveal. He has a secret girlfriend or wife. He lied about his whole life. He was gay and didn't want people to know about it. It was always something terrible. Some great meteor would inevitably crash down into her paradise and render it an apocalypse. She was so used to r...

This sucks.
When my best friend Amber invited me on this summer trip, she forgot to mention all the other people she invited too. She clearly took pity on my depressed ass after I told her I quit taking my Lexapro. I thought we would have a nice cross-country trip together and make a few good memories, but this is not what I expected....

Saturday
All you read here is true and accurate. Only our names have changed to hide any identity.
We both woke early that morning. I woke with my usual stiff cock and Sharon snuggled towards me, her left leg over my thigh. "Morning." She said with a kiss. "And what are you going to do with that?"...

All characters are at least eighteen years of age. All sexually active characters in this story are at least eighteen years of age.
An hour after I finished my shower the doorbell rang. I took one last look in the mirror and went to the door. Steve was standing there with a big sexy smile.
"Hey there... care to come in for a minute... or ten," I asked?...

Little Brianna, the Flirt
She's just a little flirt. That's all I could think as I watched eighteen-year-old Brianna walk out of her house in a very tiny string bikini. She looked over at me as I stood across the yard between our houses, drinking a beer, the lawnmower waiting for me in the yard. She wore dark sunglasses so I couldn't see her eyes, but she looked over at me as she walked to the lawn chair. She then turned the chair in my direction and lay on it so that she was facing me. I don't know if h...

I got back to Mrs. Singletary's house faster than she did. I parked in the street and waited for her. Five minutes later, her car pulled up and she drove into the garage. She walked out, juggling with her purse, trying to find her keys in her haste, but dropped it. I picked it up and handed it to her, then picked up the few items that fell out....

So, having been married for nearly 15 years to an older guy ( he is 63 I am still in my 30's), I understood at last that he was content to simply eat at home, occasional we would venture out for a steak dinner, and had sex once or twice a month, if he wasn't buried in his newspaper, books or studied whatever he did at the masonic halls!...

This is really concludes Claires journey and sets what is to come
Claire's Letter (unsent)
I don't know if I'll give you this.
Maybe I'll burn it. Maybe it'll stay folded inside the pages of an old sketchbook, curling at the edges like everything else I've left too long.
But I need to write it....

The Creek
Part 4
Both Randi and Bill were mesmerized by Ann's actions. For her, it was her coming out. Slipping her dress off and handing it to her boss, symbolized her decision. She had been hiding her hermaphrodite existence for most of her life.
"Boss... Randi... I feel so relieved standing here naked with you, totally exposed. I'm not transgender. I was born this way. At first, I looked and had the right equipment to belong with the boys. As I grew, I noticed subtle changes, more feminine chang...

He came in looking for something he couldn't name. She was just closing up. Neither expected to be seen -- and yet.
Nothing says 'doing just fine' like striking up a conversation with a cashier twice your age just to prove to yourself you still can.
That thought didn't sound nearly as pathetic in his head as it would out loud, which was reason enough to keep it there....

I invited Sherry, my girl friend to go hiking with me. A weekend away I thought would break the log jam we had gotten into. We had not gotten beyond mutual masturbation leaving me frustrated to the point of murder. A weekend in the wilds I thought would persuade her to go all the way.
Having arrived at the camp site next to the river, I found a reasonably private spot for us to lay out our sleeping bags and for us, I hoped, to finally make love. In the early evening, the sky having that soft glow before ...

Rent Day #2
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The next week, things between us are strange, heavier. Milly is quieter, but sometimes I catch her looking at me in a way that's almost challenging--like she's waiting for me to bring it up, to ask how she really felt. The rent is paid for the month, but I know what's coming. Frank's already dropped hints in the hallway, glancing at Milly in ways that make my skin prickle....

Kyle led Wendy by the hand, out of the bedroom, downstairs and out the rear sliding doors of his suburban home. They crossed around the pool, through the gate, and around the neighboring pool deck, lit by the destination's interior lights.
At the neighbor's rear portico, a middle-aged man stood in the open sliding doorway. Wendy's topless figure was fully illuminated; her face preened to perfection. She caught the hint of a smirk and a nod of appreciation on the man's face....