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The Adventures of Jason, Teenage Stud
Chapter 11
Fore Play
By Western Tiger
(This series takes place in 2012 and traces the growth of a shy young male teenager with extraordinary physical gifts as he grows into manhood and begins to realize his sexual power. It is meant as fantasy and fun. Each story stands alone, but to get his full adventure read the entire series. All the characters in this story are 18 years old and of legal age.)...

Note: All characters are 18 or older. This story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real people or events is coincidence.
My company has a lot of contracts with the federal government, so they value bilingual employees. As part of my "professional development" I signed up for a part-time French language course last summer. I'd forgotten most of the French I learned in school, so I opted for the "beginner" level course. The class was held in an older building on a local university campus, and th...

Tyler had told her after dinner in her apartment that night. They were lounging around on the sofa channel hopping on the TV. At first she thought that he was kidding around, and making it all up. They often joked about things with each other, and she assumed this was one such occasion.
Eventually he managed to persuade her that it had happened for real. Sophie sat dumbstruck beside him for a minute or two, trying to take it all in....

I've always been an avid fan of the woods. Something about being outside with nature and exploring always gets my blood pumping. My friend and I decided it was time to go together, as he had always wanted to try his luck with hiking. I wanted him to try a less hectic trail than what I was used to, and the weather was starting to look like rain, so I picked an easy route. He met me at my house, ready and willing to take off. He was in jeans, a shirt, and a light jacket. I remember laughing and thinking that ...

I parked in our driveway, as I was getting out of my car I saw my sexy wife Ruth jogging towards me.
I waited by the back bumper for her, her wavy straw blonde hair flowing behind her, braless boobs bouncing; as she got closer, I could see her face light up, her smile broaden, but what really caught my attention was her erect nipples ... that proved how happy she was to see me....

I was at the bar of my favorite local hang out, comparing our day with a golfing friend. A woman strolled into the bar and made her way to a booth, drawing the attention of every man in there.
She was stunning; dark brown hair to her shoulders, green eyes and a square jaw structured for models. She wore a white sweater draped over a red dress that clung to her body like cellophane. Dark red heels gave her the stature of a runway model....

Ch. 13 - Scratch-Off-Slut
Matthew's heart was hammering in his chest as he went into the store and told her to buy four of the $5 Tropical Treasure tickets from the blue roll behind the plexiglass. When she did, he took the first three and put them in his pocket, leaving her just the last one, and then she guided him to her apartment....

This was originally an improvised roleplay between myself and a friend who goes by DuelistBrat. We had a great time with it, and ended up posting it in full on a different site. I've since left that site and now, with her permission, am dividing the piece up into chapters to post here. I've edited for clarity and to reduce the roleplay feeling, while retaining the switching POV....

Knowing One's Self
ONE
I loved my little silver mini. It was my first car. At ten years old, it wasn't the newest, but it had low mileage, and someone before me had cherished it with loving care. Now it was all mine. The biggest purchase I'd ever made in my life. That probably wasn't saying a lot at eighteen, but it was a big deal for me straight after leaving school....

*Jinmai, please come to the campus IT room at 4 PM on Friday.* The email, with the subject line *Your online activity*, came from some throwaway email address instead of the university's official IT one. Unlike the spam that threatens to reveal your online searches and naughty stuff on your hard drive in exchange for bitcoin, though, it had no demands beyond her presence at that location and time....

AN: Some tag's are for chapter two
Chapter One: Day of Lupercalia
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"Silv!" My mother's voice called from the kitchen, sitting in front of the polished silver mirror, I fretted over my appearance. Staring back at me in the reflection was a young woman with a smattering of freckles that made me seem younger than I was. Thankfully for my Mother, I had been given rich black hair that fell in lush waves over my shoulders and back. It shone in the midday sun from the olive oil that I had rubbed into i...

Living in a big city, and wanting to make a career in the music industry was not easy. I had to do multiple jobs along with part time gigs and yet focus on my career, training, learning and making music as my top priority.
With all this rush, and non stop juggling around, I was constantly reminded that I was only 19 years old. I had a libido that needed women and their warm, wet, holes. I don't usually look for women, but when there are "Situations" I take full advantage of that....

I bobbed my head back and forth on his cock, my eyes closed, my hand stroking his root. The guy I was sucking off was moaning incoherently and he managed to gasp "I'm going to cum!" and I steadied myself and took his load. He'd paid for that. He groaned and sagged and I got a mouthful of cum, which I swallowed....

She brought me back to 1998. She was my queen. She was my guide to self-feminization. Over the past 10 years I went from a self-described panty-lover with some homosexual experimentation, mostly me on my knees giving oral to closeted homosexuals and/or sissies.
Now I am full-on secret sissy. I have a job, kids, and a real life as a man. I don't pursue relationships, with men or women, I am devoted to the sissy life. I masturbate, and that suffices my sex drive and embodies my sex life. She hasn't been pa...

Chapter 66
I woke up on Sunday with India's arms around me. When I moved, she tightened her grip. "Where do you think you're going?"
I answered, "To the bathroom." When she released me, I did as I said I would, but ended up sitting on the balcony drinking coffee.
India came outside and hugged me from behind. "I thought you were going to come back to bed."...

During the pandemic, like everyone else, I started working from home. I didn't mind it much, but with the whole family home I didn't have much quiet time. It was rare when both my wife and daughter (who was taking a year off from college) were gone from the house at the same time. It was one of these rare occasions when I was in my office and I heard a knock at our front door....

"Mr. Jones?" I knocked on my English Lit teacher's office door at the end of my school day. I had a question about the syllabus he had sent out and planned to take advantage of his office hours. He answered with a loud 'come in' before I opened the door and saw him perched behind his desk.
"Ms. Addams," he smiled when he saw me. "Thank you for coming by."...

A Balanced Treat
I was enjoying my coffee at the local brew shop. I liked to go there as it was one of the few places I could meet women of the right age. I focused on single women in their thirties. I'd strike up a conversation and if they didn't have kids I'd pursue it: the one thing I didn't need was baggage....

Megan slept fitfully that first night, with different sounds in the house waking her up and, in the back of her mind, wondering if David or Melissa was up, watching her. She had weird, sexual dreams that disturbed her. Outside, she could hear the winter wind blowing, pounding against the window, whipping the falling snow around. She was glad she was safe and warm inside, but this was a bit creepy....

Lucky Stiff
Book Three of the Escort Girls Anthology
By Magda McKune
Part 3
CHAPTER 9
I closed the door behind us, tossing my purse onto the side chair as my friend dropped heavily into the easy chair. "Whew," Ruby expelled, draping her arms limply over the sides. "This day has been more of a workout than I've had in weeks."...

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.
I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect......

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are over 18. This story is a true story based on my experiences at massage parlours over the years
Before we start I'll describe myself again as a reminder. I'm a white guy, 6'1, dark hair and at the time I was about 24 or 25 and 75kg.
My first experience with Amy was phenomenal. I was hooked and wanted to go again. It was a few months before I would get the chance however but when I finally did I took it....

The Chance Meeting
A few weeks had passed since our visit to the little beach cove. Carol and I found ourselves back in Bari, and the memory of our shared night with Matthias hadn't faded. There was a new openness between us, a renewed sense of curiosity.
The evening of our second day back we decided to visit our favorite local wine room tucked into a quiet alley off the old city center, Carol and I sat at our usual corner table, candles flickering, smooth jazz playing. The wine, as always, was superb...

This is the end of this set of stories, but perhaps there is more to explore with these characters? Please let me know your interests in hearing more about them by leaving a comment. And, of course, please do give it the number of stars that reflects your enjoyment; it helps me know I've connected with you. - ek....

Author's Preface: Everyone in this story is eighteen years old or older. The story is entirely fictional. Constructive comments are always welcome. Thanks to deadeye_76 for his editing help.
Tammy is a character in several of my stories, but this story is stand-alone. If you haven't read any of them, Tammy is a good-looking, buxom girl from a small town in Texas. When she got to the University of Texas at Austin, she joined a sorority that had a well-deserved reputation as the slutty sorority....

Continuing "Eighteenth Birthday Suits" and "The Invisible Line"
I started out in my kayak the next day with an attitude that could not have been more optimistic. The sun shone, waves sparkled, warm breezes carried the scent of flowers, and the world was full of hot chicks who lusted after my body. More specifically, I had initiated one of my water girls into the the world of orgasmic pleasures the day before. The parting words of her equally gorgeous friend had been "My turn tomorrow."...

I couldn't believe how hot it was. I've always felt strongly that Memorial Day weekend is supposed to be a pleasantly warm kickoff to the summer, but this year - and frankly the last several - have been sweltering. These days it's less "lounge outside for a barbecue" than "get to the water or stay inside." I can't imagine standing next to a grill in this....

When I worked from home today, I had no idea it would be so satisfying. Here is my hot as fuck neighbor, telling me he listened to me getting busy all day and he's now going to fulfill my dirty desires. I can't imagine what he heard or thinks he heard but I never expected he'd be here with dinner and a down-to-fuck attitude. At least with me. He says he's going to be eating a lot but I haven't eaten more than a few bites of chow mein and a spring roll and I'm certain he meant eating more than dinner. Yes, p...

All characters are over the age of eighteen.
The night got wild and that was never the intention.
It all started when my girlfriend Mallory and our best friend Christina were going off to a girls nights with a few of their friends. Christina's husband, and one of my best friends, Jerome, was coming to hangout at the house while the girls were off. Jerome and I had been friends for over 5 years now at this point. The four of us were really close with one another. The kind of close where you can sit in ...

Several months had passed since Sue last visited the Fancy Dress shop in the old town. One of her old friends from school, Lucy, was coming down for the weekend and Sue was really looking forward to it. She hadn't seen Lucy properly in over a year, with her living down near Portsmouth. Lucy had been a bit of a party animal at school and Uni, never short of a boyfriend or bed partner, sometimes more than one. Then she had met the 'one', settled down, married and had kids. Her husband was an officer in the Na...