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It was nine o'clock on a Thursday evening. I was bored and drunk and had sat in the chair outside my apartment hoping to people watch. The apartment complex was eerily quiet since the landlord raised the rent two months ago. I was disappointed and only a now nearly empty pack of cigarettes was around to keep me company....

Embracing each other the two drifted off to sleep. Mike woke up to an empty bed and felt a ping of loss in his stomach wondering when Andrea had slipped from the bedroom. He set his feet to the floor and groaned slightly as he stretched his relatively lean frame and broad shoulders arching his back he stood and began to cross the dimly lit bedroom not bothering to grab any clothing or a robe he walked nude toward the bedroom door feeling the freedom of the air across his skin. His long wide penis flaccid al...

Ever since the first day I arrived at the office, I wanted to sleep with Sister Aubrey. Her seductive eyes screamed that she was a vixen.
On Friday, after dinner, we took a walk together. I accompanied her back to the office, and I don't know who made the first move, but somehow, half-pushing, half-yielding, we ended up holding hands all the way back. Her figure was so stunning that every male colleague drooled over her: about 166 cm tall, fair-skinned, with striking features, long hair, and an indescrib...

Sex on the Summit
Glory's passion for life is undeniable. She loves running along the shoreline at high tide. She loves swimming just behind the waves along the beach for a mile or two, then turning back and returning to where she started, coming out of the water refreshed and invigorated. If she sees a tree she likes, she is driven to climb it to as high as the branches will support her weight. If she comes to a cliff, she needs to climb it, scale it as high as she can go until she either reaches the to...

I met Alf in junior year. He was the best-looking guy on campus and he was brilliant and wickedly funny. He was also prone to weird and unusual statements. His given name was Alfredo Calderone but I called him Alf because sometimes he seemed almost alien.
I'm Billie Christian. Just Billie, B I L L I E, no middle name. My parents were southern born and liked to keep things simple. It sometimes gives me problems on government forms when the bureaucrats insist that Billie is a nickname and demand to know my...

I thought it would be obvious but apparently not.. I mean they call me Donna and rightfully so. You think I would forget to book my own car or hotel room? Psh, naive men.
Ive been attracted to Kyle since the moment I laid eyes on him. You see, most of the agents I work with have been with the company since the beginning if their careers... this made them complacent and dull. The day Kyle joined the team was the day my life got interesting....

The Evolution of Donna Brinkley

By JustJake051
Part Three
Chapter Eight
In many ways, Donna Brinkley was in heaven. Her new job was wonderful, and she was getting noticed for her work and not her bare ass and large, new breasts. But Rob, her husband, and Teddy Buxton were escalating their outrageous demands on her. And she couldn't say no to Teddy. They would take her out to parties, wearing sexy see-through clothes, and Rob and Teddy let other people have sex with her, when really the only ...

I return to the bedroom and see you asleep in my bed in the early morning light. Your wild hair is flowing to one side. The comforter has been kicked to the floor long ago. The sheet is down just above your hips revealing the smooth skin of your back as it curves inward towards your waist. That thin layer of cotton teasing me with the outline of your ass and your legs with one leg pulled up like you are already prepared for me to bury my cock deep inside you. Your plump perfect lips open like you are alread...

Welcome to a story of the Owenverse. Tales of the Owenverse are completely stand-alone stories, so don't worry. You need have done no homework to enjoy this tale. If you have read other Owen stories, be advised that they skip around chronologically. This one is from a couple of years after Car Wash, but again, that doesn't matter....

She never used to walk like this.
Not with this kind of poise, not in heels this high, or fabric this thin clinging to every curve like it was poured on.
But Riven does.
She glides past the velvet curtain into the darkened atrium of the House of Ash. The doorman doesn't ask her name. No one does here. Only the role you wear....

This is the second chapter of School of Love.


All students at the School of Love are over 18.

I awoke in a new bed, a new place. A little disorientation on waking is not unusual for me. I slept well. No surprise. Memory stirred, of the lithe, caramel nudity of Asha. Yes, that is her name. She spread before me, cradled by her headmistress on the edge of her desk. The charcoal cascade of Asha's hair, the dream in her brown eyes, the defiance of her breasts, the blissful twisting of her torso...

The soft hum of voices, the gentle clink of wine glasses, and the subtle echo of footsteps across polished marble blended into a warm, elegant hush that filled the gallery space. My heart was fluttering--half from exhaustion, half from the euphoria of seeing my name displayed in gold lettering across the wall....

My name is Roland and when I was 20 years old, I was going to college part time while I was working full time as a delivery driver for a small business that sold sports equipment. One of my regular stops was Ray's Ski and Tennis. That's where I met Stacey, she was working as a Sales Associate. She had just started working there right after she graduated High School. She was thinking about going to college, but wanted to make some money first and take her time choosing where and what she wanted to study....

Alicia and I had both been transferred to the night shift. It wasn't unusual. The factory routinely rotated employee shifts, making sure everyone got their turn experiencing the days and nights equally. I never particularly enjoyed working nights, but at least the quieter atmosphere allowed me time to finish paperwork in peace....

After the tape was over, I made us some tea and we all sat down to discuss what we had witnessed.
Mei had decided to look upon what she had witnessed in scientific terms. "No normal person can ejaculate as much as he did," she said. "He must be suffering from some abnormality. I would be worried if I were him. I am going to inquire into this."...

Chapter 64
When I awoke on Friday, India was dressed in a tiny bikini that showed off nearly all parts of her breasts except the nipples. She said, "Wake up sleepyhead. We're meeting the others at the lake in about an hour, so get up." After I did as asked and she finished getting herself ready, we drove out to the lake. Having to park far away from the dock, we walked side by side through the various lots, her holding my dick the whole way. As always, I was stared at, glared at and ogled all at the same...

Pulling into the hotel car park, just after 4:00pm, I parked my car, took my overnight bag and went to reception to check in. It was a good quality hotel, set in its own gardens a little way off the motorway. Because I was only staying the one night on my way back home from a training course, I'd asked Sally, my dad's secretary, to book a premier double room, rather than a suite....

13-minute read
"Melissa, here is a coupon for the grocer down the block. Before you leave, can you get me a couple of things. Please?"
"Of course, Mrs. Morgan. Do they know you
]at this market? Would they know what these things are if they knew they are for you?"
"Yes, Sweetheart. They do."...

Paula slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Seconds later I heard the shower start. I lay there looking up at the ceiling wondering what had just happened. I had many one-night stands in my life but nothing like this. I had known Paula for less than half a day before she was riding my face and pissing down my throat. She had even gobbled up my cum from my chest without even blinking. She was a bold woman that really knew what she wanted. I could now understand why her other lovers might have been ...

All you read here is true. Only our names and those of our friends have been changed to hide our identities.
Friday
This would be our last day together as Sharon was to fly home in the evening. 
I woke to listen to Sharon breathing very deeply. No surprise really, after a heavy night of drinking she fell straight to sleep once her head hit the pillow. I lay there for a while before getting out of bed and making myself a coffee. I sat on the sofa looking at my iPad trying to make sense of the mess ...

Chapter 2
Like Madeline, the parting of Lily's legs in the dungeon, caused her body to lower down the wall, enough to remove the slack in the chains above until they had no more to give and became almost torte.
"That disguise won't fool me." The youngest of the jailors said to the poor innocent cleave gagged girl. "We all know you're a witch, and that's why you're going to be tried as one."...

On Friday, Amos needed another conference with the boss before leaving for the weekend. He found his door closed, knocked and heard the muffled 'Come in.'
The door opened on a familiar scene. Roger was seated with a red-haired intern's head in his lap, bobbing steadily as she sucked on his cock. She didn't pause a beat at the intrusion....

TINA
Dave had always been good natured. He would help anyone if he could. He had been a loving husband and a devoted father. But since his daughter's death, (her drink had been spiked and she'd had an allergic or some other reaction to it), and his wife's suicide soon after because of that, his good nature was, for the time being, put on the backburner. It was a struggle for him being alone....

Guys, every once in a while, you meet a woman that just oozes sexual energy. Most times, she is very taken and usually with your buddy and all you get to do is watch him having fun. This story is a bit different. It all started one day when my father was in a serious car accident. I got a call from my mom and was told to meet her at the local trauma center. It was not good and emotions were high. My mother, sister and I arrived and were whisked into a quiet area and told to wait. Hours passed before the doc...

Cassya stirred when she felt movement on the bed next to her. As she slowly rose to consciousness she became aware of an ache between her legs, reminding her of what happened last night. A smile crept on her lips. A voice disturbed her reverie.
"Is it too cliché to ask if you were thinking of me?" The voice said with humour....

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......

Helen looked at herself in her wall length bedroom mirror. She'd got dressed in the lingerie set that she'd bought for her evening with Brad. She was 5ft 7 inches with soft pale skin, blue eyes and long blonde hair, which she always thought to be her best feature.
As she looked at herself with her hands on her hips, for once she liked what she saw. Helen had always considered herself a bit overweight, but months of hard work in the gym was beginning to pay off and although she was undoubtedly curvy with ...

April hurried to pack her desk and rush home. She had been sent into a frenzy by Luke's text. It was a picture of Brandi, her face coated with Luke's cum. It was the most sizzling text she had ever received, setting her love for her boyfriend ablaze. She needed to have him. April texted back before she could think;...

Dear Diary,
I am once again asking why I'm like this.
I'm half-naked, tangled up in a guy who's basically boyfriend material in a six-foot-something tattooed package--Nico, or Nic if he's being sweet--and somehow, I'm still panicking.
I had a rule: no bartenders. Ever. They're charming, chaotic, and always half in love with the next doe-eyed girl that bats her eyelashes at them. I broke that rule for Nic because I told myself it was just for fun. Not serious. A rebound. A flirt. Someone safe becaus...

It had been a week since that night in his apartment. Every night before bed I would close my eyes and see him eating me out. I could hear him calling me his good girl. I didn't think he would've made such an impression on me but I found myself texting him that Saturday.
"Buy me a Vodka Martini tonight?"...