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This part of the ongoing series called Friends. The characters are more meaningful if you have read the earlier chapters. As promised, this chapter is much shorter than the last few. I again put it in Erotic Couplings for lack of a better category.


It's now Audrey's turn for discovery. Unlike the recent chapters, this chapter is told from her perspective. It starts the morning after the four friends watched Emmanuelle, when Audrey and Tim put on an unplanned sex show for Lisa and Alan....

My open relationship with my husband had progressed to threesomes, swapping, and swingers parties. The party at Justin and Kim's was one our most memorable nights, and still fresh in our thoughts after seven months. We had become very close friends, and enjoyed our frequent get togethers. Kim and I would have lunch with each other two or three times a week, and it was during one of our lunch break when she told me her student teacher was moving to our area after accepting a job at the high-school Kim taught...

She was a floozy when I met her. She was a floozy when I fucked her. She was a floozy when I married her. She was a floozy when I shared her.
Debbie was a big floozy that was an awesome cocksucker and an even better fuck. I couldn't have a better wife. Trouble was I did not appreciate what I had. I cheated on her from day one....

Day 1
Jason got in the elevator with the last load from the car. He pressed "Level 3" and the elevator made its way up to the 3rd floor ocean front condo they were renting in Florida for a one-week vacation.
The elevator doors opened, Jason pressed "Hold" and removed a few suitcases, golf bags and the last of the groceries and placed them in the condo's foyer. The elevator door closed with a ring....

My husband is lazy and clueless in and out of bed. He has a high-stress job that causes him to be moody and sarcastic when he gets home. His mother is always telling stories about how she disciplined him as a child and I am wondering if she is trying to tell me something. If so, I'm in. I love my husband and don't want to leave him, but I can't take this anymore. I think he is giving me hints (I think), but I can't be sure. Yesterday, we were yelling (again) I told him to get away from me, and "Go somewhere...

For context see Part1
Some months later, Kerry was home on a sunny morning. With nothing to do until midday she was scrolling through her phone as she sipped her coffee. Tony, her husband was not around, he was golfing or whatever.
She thought about calling her old friend Bonnie. But something was a little strained there since they had shared Tony in a threeway. It was Tony's fault really. Or was it? Her mind drifted back into the past....

Mark stood in his living room, surrounded by the aftermath of what had once been a tidy home. Dirty dishes were piled in the sink, clothes were strewn across furniture, and dust had settled on every surface. A year after his divorce, he was finally admitting defeat.
"This is ridiculous," he muttered to himself. He'd always shared household responsibilities with Stephanie, but her departure had exposed his inability to maintain the house on his own while balancing his demanding job as a software engineer....

A Wife Sharing Adventure in Italy
This story represents a fantasy and fetish I have enjoyed for years and so I finally captured it in story form for your enjoyment.
Carol and I had not been in Bari Italy very long. We were expats from the US. Bari was an amazing place full of new adventures.
We had always prided ourselves on being open to new adventures and experiences. Our move to Italy was more costly that originally planned. We had a huge financial burden from the cost of the move and the purcha...

He arrived to the property, letting the car door close behind him with a dull thump. He looked up and down the road as he realized for the first time that it's nearly a half mile to his nearest neighbor. He shook the images of a dozen horror movies out of his head and took a deep breath of the cool country air. It smelled sweet, like lavender and roses....

To Die For
By Dawn Ramble
A pick-up or a pick-me-up? A dark tale of sex and seduction.
"Going to Barcelona?" asks the voice beside me as I sense him slide into the aisle seat. I open my eyes and see a gentle smile which stretches from the corners of his mouth to his deep green-brown eyes, eyes you could drown in. Despite this I'm tempted to give a facetious answer, such as a panicked, "Isn't this plane going to Paris?" but instead I just nod and close my eyes again. I'm sitting in premium economy o...

"Hey dad!" Bess waved to Mark as she entered the house. "You're home early!"
Her dad nodded. "Cardiologist appointment at 4:30, so I took a half-day."
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah, my yearly check... just to make sure everything's working right."
Bess tried not to worry about her father's health. She knew her grandfather (Mark's dad) had a couple of heart attacks, and Mark had had a minor episode a few years back, so his PCP suggested seeing a heart doctor once a year just for monitoring....

It was about a week ago when I heard a knock on my door early one morning. It was another deliver, two boxes. One of them was a box of pink roses, very lovely. Michael had written a beautiful note. It had been a little over a week since we had agreed on our financial arrangement. I could hardly believe my luck! I was a sugar baby for a wealthy and generous man, and he was romantic as well. I could hardly be more spoiled!...

Smita came a little after lunch on a Sunday.
She was dressed in a simple sari. It was the beginning of summer and the afternoon sun was strong, I had drawn all the curtains to keep the heat out. The room was quite dark except for the flickering glow from the TV screen. Although she had said she would come, I was not sure she actually would. So I had started watching a porn video on the VCR. I paused the video and opened the door to let her in....

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...

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...

This is a continuation of The Scot's Reaper. Individual stories of sex between himself and numerous women. He is a highly sexed man who's sexploits border on addiction.
There is a lot of kinky sex involved. Rory loves women with huge breasts, dressed in sexy outfits made from shiny vinyl or latex....

Daniel's and mine worlds collided like continents, and Andrea and Martin had planted naively the seeds of the ultimate comprehension. Their Hedonism had never felt foreign to me, but the fact of ever actually entering into their swinger's club never occurred to me even as a possibility of something richly indulgent to indulge. But weeks went by, and temptation at Club Rome became increasingly irresistibly tempting....

I've always hated these annual corporate retreats. This one is no different. I take a sip of my whiskey as Rob, one of our sales people drones on about the great year he's had. I can't help but scan the room for a more interesting face. My eyes stop on Kel. Every year she does a great job planning the event, but even she knows the team-building exercises are bullshit. She catches me staring at her and gives me quick smile and finger wave before subtly rolling her eyes back into her head. She can always make...

The day had started cool and bright but it had given way to a dull, overcast afternoon and now fat drops of rain were splashing onto the grimy windscreen of the grimy van as it pulled into the broadcast compound. An unhelpful, untimely sensor triggered the van's wipers to smear the half-damp filth into an opaque film that caused the now blind driver to halt several yards short of his intended space....

Alexa cooed, "Now Tim, you just lay back, relax and enjoy. Candace, I want you to ride Tim's cock, so I can watch you cum all over my man's cock!"
Candace rose with a smile of desire and took the position. She noted with approval that just like Alexa's clean-shaven pussy, Tim's pubes were smoothly bald also. She detested pubic hair, when she was licking or sucking a lover, she hated the feel of unkempt jungles poking at her face, it was such a mood killer. Alexa's hand took Tim's cock, holding it in posi...

"What the fuh...?"
Brian whirled around to see a half-naked Santa, trouser-less, standing before the dressing room mirror. Despite a fake beard and long cap, the full, curvy thighs and legs did NOT belong to a man! The next moment, a bright red jacket slipped from the figure's shoulders, revealing a short, chubby, topless woman wearing nothing but snug, pale panties. He pulled back, half-hiding behind the door, wondering why it was open in the first place. Then he recognized the woman....

I sputter, coughing up the blonde strands stuck to my lips. Blinking against the light, I find the culprit. Maddie, of course.
She's draped over me, naked and softly snoring, her warm breath tickling my chest. Her arms cling to me, her legs tangled with mine, our bellies flush together. Like a cute, slutty blanket....

The locals think we're crazy.
It's only April, you see, and to them this is still coat weather. They see me in my sundress and you in short sleeves and think O Lord, mad dogs and Englishmen. Then they shiver just looking at us and turn their eyes away. If they saw us now they'd faint: I'm stripped down to a cute two-piece bikini, the one you said was the only thing redder than my hair....

IN THIS CHAPTER: Lilly reads over her employment contract and is dismayed at what she has agreed to. More startling is the inability to control herself as the past brings greater clarity to the document she's signed. In an effort to stop thinking about her predicament, Lilly goes to a local pub where she meets an American couple. After an evening of flirting, they propose Lilly spend the night with them in their hotel....

The king regarded the princess as a puzzle as she finished her second story, one finger pressed against his temple. The tales had piqued his interest for more than just their eroticism--although that had certainly had an impact on him as well. He had shifted in place many times during the stories, but had ultimately been forced to give up any pretense. His hardness would certainly be evident to the princess, even through his clothes, and there was no preventing it....

[sounds of buzzing from a phone]
[Annoyed] For fuck sake.
[Sound of the phone being answered]
[Anger] FOR THE LAST TIME BLITZ, IT'S MY FUCKING DAY OFF, I DON'T WANT TO GO TO LOO LOO LA-
[Pause to listen to the conversation on the line]
[Severe Annoyance] Because I'm eighteen years old, not FUCKING FIVE!! Now leave me alone and I'll be back tonight!...

Janet went to the gym every other day after work, three times a week. A professional woman in her mid-twenties, she envisioned a future for herself with this powerful company. To keep herself in the positive eyes of her supervisor and his bosses, she had to maintain her professional appearance. If they stopped looking at her, they would also stop looking at her personnel file for qualifications to move her up. She had always known that business was a sexual boys' club and rather than fight it, she joined it...

My eyes slowly began to open as I saw the sunlight pouring in through the window. I sat up, trying to rub the sleep out of them, and stretched my body.
The house was quiet, but as I stepped closer to the kitchen, I heard faint movement--the sound of a spoon clinking against ceramic.
I followed the sound....

This is chapter three of a 'confessions of a window cleaner' type story following our protagonist, Thomas (Mac), as he learns the ropes at a small Architecture consultancy in England.
If a chapter doesn't tickle your fancy, maybe the next will... I hope so.
As always, all characters are of age and consent to the activities described. Unfortunately, none of this relates to actual people I know, but some may come from personal experience....

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All persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age.
While I have diligently edited this story, some errors may persist....