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It was Saturday night in the apartment. Four nurses lived there, sharing one sizeable communal bedroom, a large living room and a kitchen. My friends often hung out here. It was my first time visiting.
One beautiful nurse, who seemed unattached, caught my attention. She was petite and wore tight jeans, accentuating her pert, tight bum. A skin-hugging top emphasised her perfectly proportioned breasts....

Dear Neighbor,
Please read through to the end of this letter, and I beg of you to not be embarrassed at any point. I am going to propose something that I think you would find to your benefit, and I know it would be to mine. If you say no, there will be no problems, as we have no relationship anyway, and you can continue to nod as we pass and say nothing more. But there will surely be some part of my proposal that will tempt you....

Ten days later, John and his wife moved into the NCO housing.
By chance, I ran into John at the barracks, and we exchanged a few words—brief, yet warm, like old friends reconnecting after a long time.
A few evenings later, I spotted John and his wife quietly sharing dinner at a nearby restaurant....

"Show us how to do a slide tackle properly," one of the girls said.
It was certainly muddy enough to do a good slide tackle... training had descended into a bit of chaos this week after the heavy rain for nearly three straight days before. The girls had insisted though, and we'd spent the last forty minutes or so trying to run passing and shooting drills on the boggy ground....

"Yeah, Daddy! Give it to meeeee!"
I took a deep breath through my nostrils as I embraced the slim young woman on my lap. Aside from a plaid skirt and red-rimmed glasses, she wore nothing else. She too embraced me, and I could feel her small breasts pressed against my chest.
I let out a groan, unable to articulate how good it felt to delve into her tight young snatch. She was very cute with her red lips, teeth gilded with braces, and hair done in pigtails. She cried out as I pumped upwards into her nub...

Ida's Oral Training: Ch1 -- Meet the Roomies
Ida get's to know a roommate
It was the summer of 2016 and Ida and I had just moved into a new two bedroom apartment where the kitchen and bathroom were shared with the other two bedroom apartment. It was more like a dormitory given the common areas, especially the bathroom, but after all it was Ann Arbor, Michigan. Go Wolverines....

Average Joe - Ch 4 - Way Above Joe
By Nutmegman
The next day was thunderstorms again. No surprise as it was so hot and humid. We got up and had breakfast. I liked cooking for them all.
"So, Joe, what would you like to do today?" Linda asked me.
"I have an idea." I said grinning. "Showers first though. Dry off and keep the clothes off. Nude day in Joe's camper."...

Meanwhile, across town...
Thomas was indeed enjoying his time with Hillary Hutchins; she and her sexy daughter Hailey, were in a 69, both of them licking and sucking, cleaning each other's pink holes of the spunk that had flooded them. The sexual display of mother-daughter lesbian love was making his cock grow back, and Hillary looked over and saw his cock building up for another round....

Lily and Sasha had now had two encounters on Carriage 4 and some time together outside the train journeys, but Lily was back on her own in Carriage 4.
Lily contemplated, "What if" Sasha walked back on this train again, "What if" the mysterious older man reappeared, everything felt unfinished and chaotic. She shuffled in her seat in the corner of the train and needed to regain her confidence....

Jeremy's mind was blank the entire ride up to Maine. His eyes followed the leaves blowing across the long, winding road. He wanted to put this nightmare behind him, he wanted to forget everything that had happened. Jeremy was confused, tired, and lost. Yet, he couldn't stop the image of Sage riding David in his mind. The words she spoke to David repeated endlessly in his mind....

I think this is important to set the scene for what is to come.
This is a true story, names have been have had to be changed to protect discretion.
This starts as a love story, a story of my husband's former partner, these are his words as relayed to me.
I write as a woman, who loves a man who loved previously and lost....

Prologue
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My name is Tom. I'm twenty-seven, and for the past three years, I've been living with my girlfriend, Milly. She's twenty-three, a redhead with a shy smile and a nervous laugh, blue eyes that always seem to be searching for reassurance. We met during her first semester at university--me freshly out of a training program, stumbling into adult life, just as she was stumbling out of home for the first time. Neither of us had been in a real relationship before. Neither of us had much expe...

All you read here is true and the talk is also fairly accurate. Only our names and those of our friends have changed.
Friday
It was a quiet morning for us as far as sex was concerned. Surprisingly neither of us seemed interested! Maybe we were all fucked out! No, never!
We kissed good morning and talked about the day ahead. Today's plan was to do some sunbathing and then spend some time in the play pool before going out for a meal in the evening. "How about we go out for breakfast Sharon?" I asked ...

Once we were all naked on her bed, Elle lay back. "Okay, Krys, get on top of me, face-to-face."
The bespectacled young woman hesitated.
"NOW."
In a flash, the small girl pulled off her sperm-soaked panties and jumped astride her roommate/mistress, her breathing rate noticeably fast. She held very still....

This is Chapter 2 in the Meghna & Kamaljeet series -- a slow-burn, filthy, glamcore Indian erotica following a high-society couple navigating lust, power, and absolute surrender. Read Chapter 1 for context, but this one stands alone in all the right ways. Buckle up.
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Let me begin by introducing myself; for though the particulars may fade into the distance, they remain the very core of my being.
I grew up as an orphan, left without a mother's warmth or a father's guidance at a tender age.
My childhood lives within the walls of the orphanage—silent, aching, and eternal....

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Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of little wealth and even less taste, also known as Lovecraft68. To continue my bad Rolling Stones pastiche, I've been around many long, long years, and according to some readers, penned many stories that were a waste....

***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I had this story published not long ago, but it was recently taken down for story improvements.
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Jordan had just walked outside of the party to get some air. He had a beer bottle in his hand and took a few sips as he walked around. He walked by some other people who had the same idea and headed to the pool. It was a cool, breezy evening; he was surprise...

Chapter 84
On Thursday, I was awoken with a morning blowjob from Jenna. After I fed her my seed, she licked her lips and said, "Goodbye. I'll see you later."
I asked, "Where's Jennifer?"
Jenna replied, "She already left."
"Oh." After she left, I made myself breakfast and sat in the family room to watch television. Unfortunately, I couldn't get my mind off of Blaire and my cock was about as hard as it has ever been for a period of a few hours. Thus, with an extremely taut dick, when the doorbell ...

Last night, I imagined meeting you for the first time.
I imagined the door closing behind us. The weight of the silence that falls, suddenly, as soon as it clicks shut. How my body freezes, tense, pounding. The eternity it takes for you to turn and look at me, and the instant between our eyes meeting and you having me pinned against the wall, your whole body heavy and hot on mine. A flash of panic....

After meeting multiple times in different countries for great times together, deep love, enlightening conversations and wild, wonderful sex, my fiancée and I were back in our respective hometowns.
It was tough to go back to normal days on our own after the high of being together every day -- frequent video calls and all-day chatting are great, but somehow they also make you miss each other even more....

Part One: Warm Skin and Quiet Signals
The bedroom was warm and quiet; lit only by the soft glow of the bedside lamp and the flickering shadows of a candle I'd moved-deliberately-from the bathroom. Her favourite one, lavender and jasmine. I'd changed the sheets, smoothed them down, even folded a towel at the foot of the bed. It wasn't elaborate, but it felt... intentional....

"Come in and say hi to Mom," Krystal says when we get to her house to drop off her car. "She was really happy to hear that we were back together."
"Okay," I say nervously. "Is your dad home?" I ask.
"No, he's at work still. I won't see him until graduation tomorrow," she says, taking my hand as we walk up to the front door and leads me inside. "Mom!" she calls as we enter the house....

The Real Thing, Part 1
My five year high school reunion. I wasn't sure I really wanted to go back for it. I didn't have many friends in school, and those I kept through my college years, those I still kept in contact with weren't coming. But I really wanted to reconnect with Mrs. Singletary. My old math teacher was... well... extremely beautiful. I'd heard from her daughter, Ava, that she'd been divorced now for a few years....

Average Joe - Ch 3 - Love Watching Those Asses
By Nutmegman
Off we went. I never get tired of watching their asses from behind. Flashes of those bare asses in my camper this morning was happening in my brain. I don't know how I'll ever get past those.
About 3 miles in, Ann drifted back and asked "You ready to go?"...

The gymnasium was a whirlwind of squeaky sneakers and flying hair as the game wound down it's last few minutes, and the Springfield Thunderhawks were only up by 2 points. They had made it to the semifinals in the Pinnacle Hoops Girl's Classic Tournament, a state-wide girl's basketball tournament that only came around once a year....

A Special Sale - Part 1

Emily looked at the time on her phone and shook her head. It was 15 minutes to closing and it looked like it will be another day with very limited income.
Emily was a 26-year-old woman, with black hair, brown eyes and was about five foot five tall. She was very fit and had a size 34C breast....

The sunlight was warm on her bare legs before her eyes even opened. Autumn stretched slowly beneath the sheets, dragging her palm across the cool space beside her--expecting to find warm skin, the solid weight of him, the lazy morning kisses he always started her day with. But he wasn't there.
Her brows pulled together as she blinked into the light. She was wearing one of his old T-shirts, soft and worn, hanging just barely past her thighs. No panties. Her skin still hummed faintly from last night--he'd ...

Terri got the now-familiar rush as she saw Steve's email address in her Inbox. She knew that probably meant a new adventure and she had been craving some activity of late.
Hello Terry, I have something in mind that I think you will enjoy. It involves Kitty and Charles but in a different context that should be interesting. Plan to be at the same hotel, two weeks from now, the weekend of the 16 th and 17 th....

A successful data analyst discovers that being in control of everything means feeling nothing at all. But in the late-night gym, watching a scarred stranger work out, she finds herself aching for something she can't quantify. When he finally speaks after three months of silent tension, she learns what it means to truly let go. (MF, voyeurism, rough sex, light D/s)...