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Just a head up this story involves infidelity. If that's a trigger for you turn back now.
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James's eyes flicked to the restaurant entrance again, pulse quickening despite himself. She was late. Olivia was never late. His wedding ring felt suddenly heavy, and he twisted it unconsciously, a habit he'd developed whenever guilt crept in....

You arrive on the trade show floor looking lovely in a black skirt and patterned knee-high stockings with boots and a black v-neck top, just plunging enough to show a little of your "decorative". I smile at the remembrance of one of our auto-correct funnies. You're also wearing the spider and the hoops, which makes my heart skip a little beat. Your hair is up and back, highlighting the hoops. There are some tendrils of hair against your neck, which drops my blood pressure a few notches. You couldn't look mo...

It had been three days since my wife had decided to give me the silent treatment and it was getting tedious. It was over pretty much nothing but at some point, when our pride allows, we'd have to sit down and hash it all out.
Until then we were like passing ships. But unfortunately for me, when she passed, she looked and smelled really good and as annoyed as I was with her behaviour, it didn't stop me wanting to fuck her. I probably wanted to give it to her harder due to the current situation. We'd done ...

I randomly ended up at a strip club after a night of drinking and celebrating my friend's birthday. I couldn't believe it when my sister in law appeared on the podium. I knew she done it when she was younger to pay her way through Uni but thought that was all in the past.
I tried not to be seen, fearing that it might be awkward for both of us but despite my best efforts, she saw me and to her credit, she carried out the rest of her routine perfectly. I did my best to maintain eye contact with her but I k...

There were perks to living in an apartment with three girls. The rent was lower split four ways. There was usually someone to help my colorbling self coordinate my clothes. They were all better cooks than I could hope to be. Two, Greta and Andrea were over twenty one and didn't mind sharing. Greta, the official leaseholder, had very clear guidelines for cleanliness and enforced them with brutal efficiency. We all had chores and Greta checked that they were done by the weekly Friday deadline....

Jim carefully closed the front door with a nearly silent click. He took off his coat and hat and hung them on the entryway hall tree. Then, he carefully removed his shoes too. Stealthily, he climbed the carpeted stairs leading to the master bedroom. There she was. Almost naked except for her new, black stockings. She was had just straightened out the toes and feet and stood up to straighten the back seems. Her generous naked breasts dangled in front of her freely as she worked her way up her left leg, then ...

After 24 hours with Susan I was literally spent.
I ended up spending the night in her bed (instead of the uncomfortable sofa).
For the most part we still couldn't keep our hands of each other, but Susan was the one taking the most advantage of the situation.
Lying in bed the next morning she layed on my right side, straddling my thigh and stroking my chest with her hand....

Jessie and I were both excited, and Ryan was as well. We had talked over what to tell his friend Mike, and had decided to leave out the fact that Jessie was the woman that Ryan was hooking up with that summer. Ryan was going to feel it out, and if he came over asking if they could use our pool, we had all agreed to simply see what happened and where the adventure took us....

She smells your intoxicating exciting scent.. Trying not to look directly at me or in my general direction but it becomes obvious as your trying to hide what is stirring inside you. Then for a second or more you try to evade me as you look at your phone or re-engage with your friends. But you shift and twitch in your seat as you try to resist what has been repressed after years of marriage....

In the quiet of their suburban home, Sarah and Alex sat on their bed, the dim glow of the bedside lamp casting soft shadows around the room. They were in their late thirties, both attractive but in that comfortable way that comes with years together, their once sharp edges softened by time.
Sarah turned to Alex, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I've been thinking," she began, tracing patterns on his chest with her fingertips....

"How far is Clunes?"
"Not far," replied Grant to Valerie. "About another few minutes I think."
"Okay," replied Valerie. "I haven't been this way for years and one's advancing years can have an impact on one's memory."
Grant laughed.
"As I keep saying Valerie age is just a number."
Grant was a senior librarian at a municipal council library service responsible for collection development and acquisitions. Grant had met Valerie one day when he was on a reference desk shift at one of his librarie...

"Hey guys, glad to see you made it, Sarah said as she opened the door, I guess things worked out for a babysitter after all?"
"Lee's sister finally came through for us" replied Mark, as he gave Sarah a hug.
"You guys have the second bedroom on the left upstairs. Frank and Karen are already here, they are with Sam downstairs watching tv."...

"Are you Jeffrey?"
Carl Simpson looked up from the bourbon on the rocks he was nursing at the end of the hotel bar and toward the pretty blonde that made the inquiry. "No, I'm not. Sorry."
The blonde glanced over first over her left shoulder and then her right seemingly searching for the missing Jeffrey. Returning her gaze to Carl she said, "Sorry to disturb you." She turned again and started to move away....

My husband and I both work for a multinational company, and as such, we are used to going on business trips quite often. He is not so fond of business trips and when he needs to go, he would usually take the last possible flight out, and the earliest possible flight back home. In his upcoming trip, however, he decided to fly out a week earlier than usual so he could catch an NBA game as his favorite team, the Knicks, were playing on the week before his meetings. Since he was flying on a Sunday, we decided t...

The hotel room is bathed in dim, golden light, the air thick with anticipation. The bass of a slow, sultry song thrums through the room, setting the perfect rhythm for what's about to unfold. You're seated comfortably in a plush chair, the perfect vantage point, waiting. And then--she appears.
She steps into view, each deliberate click of her sky-high black Pleaser heels against the floor sending a jolt of excitement through you. She's dressed to tease, to tempt, to own the moment. A tiny plaid mini skir...

All characters portrayed in this fictional story are 18 years of age or older.
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King of the Thrill
I remember when I first began to masturbate. As a youngster, it was a new and exciting pastime; a diversion; an unspeakable act of personal intimacy.
Now, as a young adult, it seems that everyone wants to see me ejaculate. Word has spread around about the young man who can produce more semen, and launch it further than anyone has ever seen, or heard of....

After Sonia's stunt with Nate, we kept in touch--casual, scattered calls and emails over the next year, nothing heavy. Life pulled us apart; Tara and I were married, work was a grind, and Sonia's world stayed quiet until she dropped a bombshell: she was getting married. "I want you to meet him," she said, voice bright but edged with something I couldn't place. Work swallowed me whole--running my own team now--and I couldn't make it happen. She tied the knot anyway, and I figured that was that. Then, post-we...

Disclaimer:
I have never written anything in my live, and I am not an English native speaker, so please have that in mind while reading the story. Thanks!
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- Hey honey, what is the plan for tomorrow?
- Hmmmm, we are meeting Laura and her kids in the afternoon, and that's about it. May need to do some shopping in the morning for lunch. Why?...

Part 2
Nearly a fortnight after that, one afternoon when I was coming back after visiting a friend I saw Murtaza near the elevator. There was no one around. He caught hold of me and pulled me behind the elevator shaft. On the ground floor just behind the elevator shaft there was a large room used by the CPWD for storing maintenance material. Hardly anyone went there, except the PWD maintenance crews and that too very infrequently. The lock was rusted and could be opened just by pulling. He did that, pull...

Chapter 52
I was awoken on Sunday with my dick inside Jenna's pussy and Jennifer nipping at my nipples. As Jenna bounced up and down on my member, Jennifer paused her assault and leaned her chin on my chest. "Guess what I have planned for today."
While panting, I answered, "I don't know."
"Take a guess."...

(This story is part of a series intended to be a collection involving body modification and a community that is obsessed with these modifications. These stories will be anything from one off's to multi chapter tales all revolving around Mod City, it's denizens, and the body modification community.)
Another day another dollar, at least that's what Adam told everyone he said 'hello' to on his way into work. His building was a drab looking tan painted concrete box with very few windows, barely any ventilati...

### Chapter 1 - A New Understanding
Michael: Hey, so do you want to finish the movie?
Naomi: I am hoping that if you want sex, you don't have to make an excuse to come over?
, you really think so little of me?
Naomi: I think very specifically of you.
Michael: Ouch. I was going to offer to bring dinner, but maybe I should reconsider....

(Usual Disclaimer Time: All the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time (often in regards to a character's proportions), please remember it's all in good fun.)...

Peter's eyes were wide open.
His wife was just coming out of the bathroom, slowly closing the door behind her.
"Gosh, Laura," he said, almost breathless, "you look beautiful."
She did not say anything. She paused for a minute in front of him, sticking out her chest so that her tits appeared to be struggling to come loose from the black bikini top....

The Adventures of George - The Commuter Train Incident
I know this guy named George. I swear he has to be the luckiest guy I know. Let me tell you a little bit about him. He's pretty average, about 5 '7", dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, a few extra pounds that don't show much unless you happened to see him with his shirt off. We're not related (George is my last name, and it's his first name.) I don't know what he's packing in those jeans he likes to wear, but I swear that thing has a good luck charm on it...

I met her at church. I had not noticed her before or during the service, but later over cookies and punch a bunch of her friends seemed to know a bunch of my friends and we were introduced. Her name was Noel. I thought, yeah sure, nice girl, and forgot about her. She was cute but there was no thunder and lightning, you might say....

Lee and Frank got to the stairs to go to the basement at the same time. Frank couldn't believe how drop dead sexy Lee looked. He let her go down the stairs first so he could admire her ass in the tight jeans she had on.
Lee turned at the bottom of the stairs and waited a few seconds for Frank. She put her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss... then another. Taking him by the hand she led him to one of the big sofas in front of the pool table....

Chapter 1: 2017

There he lay awake, his heart palpitating as he hyperventilated like the world was running out of air. His body manifested vibrations, giving Arctic shivers that he had never experienced before.
The dark room was solely illuminated by the glimmer of his phone's light. Why did he inquire further and entrench this wound deeper into his heart?...

White Lady
The white lady was very pretty. I had seen pretty women before, but she was particularly attractive. She was with her husband on a business trip in my country, Namibia. I had been assigned to drive them for my father's company. He was hosting the lady's husband, hoping for a partnership to explore some mining opportunities. I was working in the summer between semesters at the university. I would drive clients and visitors while also learning about my father's business. I drove his guests aroun...

It was a lazy day that consisted of a few errands run and ended with us laying on the sofa together playing games on our phones. It's early and the house is still active with the dog ripping a chew toy to shreds at our feet and the kids milling about doing the things teenagers do, talking too loud and razzing us on our level of PDA. We ignore them. We will laugh when they find someone who makes them feel this way. We will remind them about excessive PDA and how kissing is overrated. But for now we enjoy our...