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Chapter 54
On Tuesday, it was the same. No one was around when I woke up. I took a shower, ate some breakfast and watched some television. By midday, I was bored. I decided to walk over to Gabby's. When she did not answer the door, I walked to Rhonda's. During the walk, a few cars passed me and honked their horns. She did not answer the door either. As I began my trek home, thankfully, a housewife ran outside and asked, "Do you need some help?"...

Kelsey has always been the outgoing, maybe a little boisterous type. Maybe her looks helped people accept that about her. At a short 5'3", blonde, shoulder-length hair, and a good tan and complexion, she got her fair amount of attention. Luckily her athletic build never affected her bust. She loved her C-cups, and by the number of people that couldn't maintain eye contact, so did they. Her junior year of college, she rented a house with her two best friends, Daisy and Tish. Tish is the tall one of the group...

The only good thing about this year's country-wide team building seminar had been the location.
He had been reluctantly falling backwards into the arms of equally reluctant colleagues. Collectively lost tug-of-wars. Fallen on his face in three-legged races. Every trite metaphor for cooperation and trust known to man, beast or corporate exec had been excavated, dusted off and made into an event....

When Tiffany heard that Steven wouldn't be running for re-election as the union representative at their work site, she immediately saw an opportunity for herself. She had been working as a teacher at Chesterfield High School for several years and used to have dreams of becoming an administrator. The problem was, administration in her school district was pretty much a boy's club, with only guys and friends of those guys getting positions. If she wanted to rise to a position of power, her only other opportuni...

I'd never had visitors before, but I was sure this was not the way to the visitation area. The footsteps of my escorts along with my shackled shuffles echoed in the long hall, a long stumbling walk from the block I'd known for the past six years. I didn't like this at all; the whole thing was starting to seem like a great way to get offed....

I'm standing on the ship deck in my new yellow sundress and wide-brimmed hat. The warm sea breeze gently caresses my skin. God, I need this vacation. Work has been almost unbearable. Late nights, stringent deadlines. My boss has really been riding my ass and there are three of us junior editors competing for the same promotion. I sip my champagne as the cruise ship gently sails from the port; I can feel the stress lifting as the city skyline shrinks behind us. I just hope someone doesn't edge me out in the ...

A heads-up: This story explores psychological tension and sensory mystery, heightening desire through anticipation rather than immediate gratification.
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Olivia sat on the edge of the hotel bed, crossing her bare legs at the ankles, fingers toying with the hem of her two-piece sleepwear set. The silky fabric whispered against her skin, cool and weightless, a sharp contrast to the h...

COMFORT

The Saunders sisters were on holiday, unencumbered by what they had, some months ago, chosen to confess to each other. It was the restraining influence of husbands and, also, in each case, their children. Divorced, they were now free spirits, each of them quick to smile when they could feel confident in those they met, at home or here in their chosen holiday resort, their upmarket hotel perched on a clifftop overlooking the Aegean Sea and the beach not so far below them. The village and its m...

The king breathed slowly through his nose as the princess came to the end of her story. During her story, the princess had played idly with her bare breasts, twisting and tugging a nipple, lifting and dropping a breast. The king had been hypnotized by the sight of her dewy pussy dripping onto the cushion....

After his adventure with Jenna Slater and Lena Piper, (and for the next ten days into the end of November,) not much happened in Charlie's sex life. The problem was not in finding someone to do it with, the problem was where to do it! Normally, Charlie's house was available on Saturdays, but his dad scheduled an electrician friend of his to come do a "side job" and rewire the garage. As bad luck would have it, that was going to take the next two Saturdays. Everyone else's parents were also "always around." ...

Standing in the queue in the fried chicken outlet on Haverstock Hill, my mind blank, I heard a voice behind me.
"I hope we don't have to wait too long. I need to get home before it gets dark. I hope they haven't forgotten mine."
Turning I saw it was a lovely elderly gentleman. He was waiting patiently behind me, his receipt in his hand. I asked....

"You think they're what?"
"Swingers. You know what swingers are, right?"
Joey blushed at the tone in Sara's voice, as if she wasn't quite sure just how naive Joey was.
"Yeah, of course I know, I just thought I heard wrong. Why would you think your parents are... doing that." Joey couldn't quite keep the judgment out of her voice. Or off her face....

Picking up from the night before. I overslept slightly. Waking up somewhat groggy I texted Michelle around 7:20 the next morning. "Good morning. Are you awake?"
"Yes. Are you still coming over? My parents are gone." she replied.
"Yes. Just double checking you are awake. I'll get ready real quick and be on my way." I explained...

All participants an the sex act in this story are 18. This is a continuation to the story "The Neighbor Lady" although it does not need to be read to enjoy this one.
That evening, after he and his wife had finished cleaning up, and their daughter had gone to her room, they settled in the den with drinks. They were both silent for a time. Pam, his wife, was the first to break the silence....

Early December had settled over the city bring with it a chill hinting at the coming winter. Afternoon light streamed through the curtains in our apartment. Emma moaned as she leaned back on the couch, her fingers in my hair.
Her hips moved as I used my tongue, and she gasped when I added my fingers. Her breathing quickened as I found a rhythm that made her grip my shoulders....

The lockdown had finally lifted, well partially and Sue felt relieved, happy, and exhausted, after so much frustration and boredom.
She made her way home from work, fell through the front door, stripped off her clothes and flopped onto the lounge.
She sat head back arms and legs splayed wide, eyes closed. Her dog Max came in and startled her, his wet nose on her inner thigh, it her made squeal and sit up quickly....

I first met Ashley when I started a new job some 10-15 years ago. She was probably in her early 20s then, fresh out of college, just starting out her career like I was.
I wouldn't say we disliked each other, but there were no sparks or anything of the sort. We had no shared interests, our social circles had no overlap, we were barely colleagues, just two people, similar age, working on the same floor in the same building for the same company. We worked in offices that practically touched, but for the fir...

Chapter 4 is here.
This is during the summer of 1974, and Paul is in the middle of his four-month affair with fellow student and former part-time hooker Nora Meara. She had agreed to join one of the student newspapers with him called The Salient in these stories.
TLC means Taxi and Limousine Commission. CCNY stands for City College of New York, which is on the border of Harlem and Hamilton Heights. The South Campus mentioned here was originally a Catholic women's college that was purchased by the city...

"Thanks for the game, guys," I said to my kinky D&D group. "I'm muting my notifications and going to bed." I gave them a smile and began to pack up my dice. The video call was still connected, as it was customary for us to wait for our DM, Jake, to disconnect first, just in case he had any last-minute additions to the evening's events and we needed to take notes....

Chapter 1: Solo Spotlight
Mike Henderson crouched by the studio's tripod in Studio B, coiling cables with practiced ease, the faint hum of the lights the only sound left in the now-empty space. The set--a minimalist yoga corner--was a mess: a purple mat splayed center stage, surrounded by a scatter of toys--vibrators, dildos, a bottle of lube tipped over, its cap still sticky. Nicky Knockers' solo scene had just wrapped, and Mike's hands moved on autopilot, tidying up the chaos she'd left behind. His swe...

"So why haven't we gone out Hailey?" Jason asked in a nonchalant tone.
"I already told you Jason, it won't work and that's basically the gist of it." Hailey said in a more dominant tone.
"That's kind of horseshit for a reason." Jason stood up for himself wanting a genuine answer.
This gave Hailey pause; she hadn't heard him retort her rejection before. He normally backs off and waits a few days to ask her again. As much as it was a turn on to see him have a backbone, she just knew it wouldn't work....

Andrea squinted in the bright sunshine as she strode across the quad on the way to her next class. The sun warmed her skin and filled her with a special kind of joy. Ahh, lots of vitamin D today! she thought to herself. She loved spending time outdoors, and these brief walks between classes helped make up for the hours spent indoors. Lecture halls and classrooms were not where she wanted to spend her time, but they were necessary for her to earn her degree....

My beautiful wife Emily stood at the door. Her black tight dress up around her waist, showing off her fishnet stockings and perfect round ass. As well as her obvious lack of panties. But what I saw surprised me, more than her not wearing panties anyway.
'Wait, Emily!' I called as she tried to slip out of the room....

"So you're really moving out today?"
Naomi, my ex-fiancée, sits across from me at our kitchen table, absently spearing a cherry tomato with her fork while I chew through a dry sandwich.
"Yeah," I say. "Friends are coming to help out in a bit."
She nods, thoughtfully.
"That's it then," she continues. "End of an era."...

After that terrace night with Sonia, things went quiet for a while. I didn't see her around--word was her parents caught on to her sneaking out and clamped down hard. No more hanging out with friends, just straight home from college, phone and email privileges gone. I let it be--life kept moving.
A few months later, my ex, Tara, came back into the picture. She'd had her time apart, figured she missed me, and reached out soft and sweet. We patched things up, and the spark between us flared hot in bed. Bef...

Marian had suggested that I invite a friend over for dinner and who knows what else. So next evening, my friend, Doug and I let ourselves in to Marian's apartment. As soon as we entered the living room, the heavenly aroma of dinner overwhelmed our senses. I smiled and said, "This is gonna be great."
Marian came out of the kitchen to greet us. She was wearing shorts and a tee shirt, no bra. Her large tits filled her shirt nearly to capacity, her nipples poking out nicely. Doug caught his breath. I see Mar...

It is Friday afternoon on the Army Base Airfield. Sienna (19 yrs.) is a dark redhead (32-24-32) who just got off the plane. She's dressed in green fatigues and hat. Her hair is tied in a short ponytail who has a goodlooking face. The Army duffle bag is thrown over her left shoulder. She had just finished basic training and was deployed to this base....

The Lift
Chapter Two.
The engines roared into life and Merlin grinned like a child on Christmas morning, his navigator Laurie Macleod was weary but shared in his joy that 'Jenny' would be fit for flight once again,
"You're a bloody marvel, Mac!" Merlin clapped his hand on his narrow-shouldered friend, while Elsa looked on and smiled at the two men,...

Note to reader:
As the title implies, this is the second half of a story I submitted for the Valentine's Day 2025 contest. That story did very well (although it didn't place) and I received several requests for the rest of the story. Since I already had a good idea how the weekend went with Roy and Trudy it was a joy to write....

I stopped and turned to look at Ryan, my breasts still coated with his cum, "No, you said that this was over if I let you fuck me."
He chuckled "Yeah, but you were screaming in absolute pleasure to every single one of my thrusts. You know you want more, even though you tell me no." He paused for moment, looking at my naked body, as I stood in the door frame. His gaze seemed to penetrate me, and I shivered slightly. I couldn't deny it, his cock had felt incredible, and he had been right. I loved every thr...