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Chapter 9
After lunch, Jeremiah collected us and walked us out to the barn. The horses in the corral were no longer being worked out and the grounds were eerily quiet. I didn't notice any change in our host's appearance so I wondered what took him away from us. I assumed he was going to change out of his faded work clothes but he wore the same jean jacket and cowboy boots that made him look more like a ranch hand than the owner of a huge spread in the backcountry of southern Georgia....

Bethany had seen enough - She had been going to her son's track and field events ever since he was in junior high school and now that he was winding up his senior year of high school, she guessed she had attended over 100 meets. Paul's team had made it to the state finals just as the boys were getting ready to graduate and had grown from "boys" into young 18- and 19-year-old men. The team was disciplined and fit and had great comradery from competing together over the last 4 years. They were all good kids, ...

Saturday, December 19, 2020, 1300 L
Sara's period came and went, and our emotions were mixed about the results. We were disappointed that we were still unsuccessful despite our best attempts in the last window. On the same topic, we were glad Caleb's self-control had worked. As much as we loved our accidental twins, Jacob and Matthew, we looked forward to more of our own. We had already been receiving looks from strangers. We feared what adding a third from Caleb might do. The two distinct black infants ...

Hi, let me introduce myself, my name is Kristen, married wife to David for 17 years, have a young at home, and pretty much everything a girl could ask for. Lately, things in my life have changed and I need to get it off my chest so here goes:
David and I both work from home but recently my employer cut my hours and so I decided with the holidays coming up I would get a part time job to help with expenses and Christmas shopping and such. I applied at a few places and ended up getting hired at a big box wi...

*They're selling postcards of the hanging...*
Trevor's true childhood hero hadn't been Lebron James, Will Smith, or even Obama: it had been Bob Dylan. He couldn't even remember how he had ended up watching that weird biopic, the one where the singer/songwriter was played by six different actors, but he did, and that got him hooked. Particularly because the first of these six happened to be a black kid, about the same age as he was when he watched it. In the picture, that boy was the nerdy one who wanted ...

Hey guys I need to confess something here I was nineteen at the time the events in this story happened. I'm five feet, two inches tall. I have long brown hair and large-ish breasts, though I do wish they were bigger! I do have a toned, athletic, body though from a decade of gymnastics.
I went to a party one Saturday night my sophomore year of college. It was the usual college party! Joel was one of the boys I knew from school. His parents were away and there was a party on at his place. I was still livin...

Chapter 2

The apartment held the kind of hush that wasn't just quiet, but charged -- the low, dense silence of a late morning that knew too much had happened the night before. Sunlight slipped through half-drawn curtains, softening the edges of sleek furniture and polished surfaces, but even that light seemed subdued, like it was tiptoeing across the hardwood. Shannon stood barefoot at the kitchen island, wrapped in one of Craig's old T-shirts -- the fabric thin and worn to transparency in places, br...

My boss finally treats me well at work. He's still condescending. Everyone follows his lead and looks down on me. But they treat me nicely. The whole office knows he fucks my wife.
Every Friday he and his friends gangbang my wife.
My boss is teasing me that it's Monster Cock Friday. He makes me hang out with him all day. He gets off on telling me what's in store for my wife....

Lupe had a charm to her that was heavily intoxicating. Part of it was the hint of a Spanish accent that she spoke with, which made everything she said seem so exotic and mysterious. Part of it was her long, silky hair that fell like a waterfall of obsidian to her back. Part of it was her cinnamon-colored skin, always so smooth and sensual to the touch. Part of it was the way her eyes sparkled when she giggled so playfully. Part of it was the sheer curvaceousness of her form, which seemed to naturally tempt ...

"From an anthropological standpoint, the history of slavery, emancipation, civil rights and black empowerment in America interests me," said Kwame Amponsah. The tall, dark-skinned and handsome black man, hailing from Accra, Ghana, finished his spiel and looked at Dr. Beverly Whiteside, director of the Ph. D. program at Kenmore University in Macon, Georgia. The tall, curvy and stacked, blonde-haired and green-eyed, forty-something white woman looked at the apt pupil and nodded. The two of them absolutely und...

Phoenix Tamed

Phoenix lay naked on my bed, her skin was covered in sweat, my cum dripped from her full pussy. Her long black silky hair, damp with sweat, made Phoenix look even sexier. She was a devoted wife, whose husband lacked the passion she only now realized she graved. Until tonight, Phoenix had never cheated on her husband. I was only the second man she had slept with. I ran a hand down her back and Phoenix lifted her hips with unconscious need and eagerness....

REVELATIONS AND NEW BEGINNINGS

I sat on the edge of my favorite chair, left arm on the arm rest and chin resting in my palm as I leaned forward and awaited what my wife wished to impart. She had asked that I come straight home from work and said she needed to talk to me before we went to the company celebratory party. Business was skyrocketing and we had become a multi-billion dollar enterprise. Since I usually came right home from the office after work, for her to ask me to do so gave me the impress...

***Part 16 in an anthology of women performing oral sex.
***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
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They didn't have to wait long at the bar, just enough time for a quick drink before the maître d' told them their table was ready. They followed the maître d' to the table, a perfect spot in the dining area where they could see everything and away from the kitchen....

My wife likes Black guys. She's addicted to Black cocks. She'd never even dated a Black man. She just gets off on Black men fucking her.
I work my ass off under a shitty boss. While she goes out during the day and picks up a Black prick and brings him home. She fucks him in our bed. She tries to be done before I get home at 6 on the dot. But a lot of times they're still here....

Author's Note:
This chapter marks a small but intentional shift in tone. While this story has primarily explored heterosexual intimacy, Chapter 2 touches on themes of curiosity, submission, and emotional complexity--including a brief but significant moment of bi-curious confusion from Charles. This is not the dominant focus of the story, but it is part of his evolving arc of vulnerability, power, and identity as the story progresses in this chapter and beyond. If that's outside your usual taste, I encour...

The promise of finally getting fucked by my boss was... distracting. For the rest of the day felt like I was wading through honey. My thoughts were slow, sticky, impossible to get through without wanting to sit and taste.
I tried to work. I did. Typed emails, scheduled meetings, barked orders in his name that people jumped to obey. I smiled at clients, jotted notes, handed him reports I barely understood....

Hello,
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My stories are generally created after I find an interesting image or group of images on another site and basically a story just pops into my head based upon that image or groups of images. I wish I could include the images with my story but as they are not mine it is against the rules even though the image creators gave me permission to use the image as long as they get credit for it. Again, the rules as I understand them say otherwise. But I think my stories can als...

This story is about cheating wives.
The story is set in December 1980, about a young man who comes home from college during winter break, and finds a XXX magazine in his parents bedroom.
Part 3, chapters 6, 7, & 8, is the young man, reading the final story in "Magnum Dong P. I. Vol. 4."
Read tags for sexual content....

This is a follow up from a previous story of the same name so will make more sense after reading that, however it goes in a different direction focusing on just the Izzy and Roman characters.
Me and Tom were spooning on the sofa, Tommy as the big spoon of course, while we watched TV and let time go by in loving comfort. Quiet and lazy Sunday afternoons had become a tradition that we both loved. We had been living together for a while now while still managing to keep our secret relationship from everyone ...

Hey guys I need to confess something here. I'm a 21-year-old with 30 DD tits and an athletic build, and I have a secret: I'm a nymphomaniac.
I went in before school opened to set up my class and meet some other teachers as well. As I was working in my class, the gym teacher happened in, and we chatted for a bit....

A couple of first here for me. One, my first entry into the interracial Love Category, part of my plan to get a piece into as many categories as I can this year. This is also my first entry for Yay Team: Sex & Sports Story Challenge 2025 - The Stories.
I need to express thanks to 29wordsforsnow, as once again, they have saved my ass by tidying and poking me in the right place to pull this story together for release. As always, any cock-ups in here are the very last-minute changes I've made just before hi...

Chapter 8
Deanna: The next morning Rodney fucked me as soon as the sun rose. I was staying with him for an unheard-of second night in a row because Anna was coming over on Sunday night and Courtney would join us after her last appointment as well. I assumed I would be solo for whatever Rodney had in mind during the day, but I was not sure. While Rodney was fucking me, he had Lena lick my pussy. I have to say, the combination of Rodney's massive black cock in my vagina and Lena's expert tongue on my clit ...

Hey guys I need to confess something here which happened at my first job when I was still in a relationship. We all hear about the couples where the woman dries up and doesn't put out her pussy, but in my situation it's the opposite. I'd like to have sex four or five or six times a week and I'm lucky to get sex from my boyfriend once every 2 weeks. I'm a pretty dark skin girl and have a good body. I also love teasing men....

WARNING: This is a hardcore interracial cuckolding story, with bisexual elements. Typical of my writing focus. Please only proceed if you enjoy the genre. As always, negative comments will be deleted--feel free to invite me to your own story if you have a better one, with my thanks! :-)
ALSO: There's not a lot of recap here. Readers are encouraged to read the first FOUR chapters first. ENJOY!!!...

Chapter One
60-year-old Blake Gray, a wealthy, computer software CEO, runs a hand through his pepper-gray hair, glaring at the photos of his adulterous wife in compromising positions with her Black lover. He had known of their sexual exploits for a while, having acquired the services of the rotund and grotesque private detective seated across from him. Both men are inside Blake's high rise, corporate office, large bay windows exposing its high elevation as well as skyscraper buildings across from it, in ...

Hey guys it's me again and I need to confess something on here. My names Sophie, I'm 18 years old. I have a tight ass, a toned body, brown hair down a bit past my shoulders. Me and my family were on vacation just after I got out of my first relationship. We took a road trip down to the Grand Canyon. We had stopped at a hotel in Denver, and I was wandering the halls. I had forgotten where our room was, and I needed to use the bathroom....

This is as the title might suggest a continuation of a group of stories I have written that are connected. It started with my very first story and has continued after that story. Now, if you like this story you have a lot of stories to enjoy. But if you don't want to read all that, I'll fill you in on the main character and storyline....

Author's Note
This is the next chapter in the final series of the Elysium Trilogy. If you haven't yet, I suggest you read Part 1 and Part 2, although you do not need to have read the previous two parts to be able to completely understand the story (or enjoy the sex!), so don't let the size of this series intimidate you. You are welcome to start here and go back later or simply continue from here. If you like what you read here, there's plenty more in the previous two books!...

It was February 1997 and Maeve and I had been married ten years. I was thirty and she was twenty eight. at the time. We both worked for the same corporation, me in upper management and Maeve in the CEO's office as his executive assistant. The Board of doctors voted to accept an offer from our largest competitor to buy us out. Between the severance pay we both received and the money for the shares of stock we owned in the company. We were in good shape till we found new jobs, or so we thought. Since the bulk...

Two weeks. That's all it took. Fourteen days ago, I walked into this place in a £6 Primark blouse and called the CEO a security guard because I was a sheltered, awkward white girl who hadn't really been out in the world.
Now? Now I walk past reception and people stand. My wardrobe is a blur of soft leathers, structured silks, heels that say don't speak unless you're sure, and lingerie that costs more than my rent. I wear perfumes whose name I can't pronounce. A man's name on my lips opens doors faster th...