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Helga was a real woman.
A key question to her therefore was: what to wear on the coming date with Derek?
Over the previous year she had neglected her wardrobe, as she did not go out nor go to parties or receptions.
At the occasional outing to a country fair, she could wear her jeans and shirts.
She ...

They say that one of the most stressful events in life is moving house and after my experience of it, I must say it was stressful but also very entertaining which kinda took the sting out of the stress, a bit. OK so I am Tom, twenty something, qualified software engineer, employed with just enough s...

[Author's note] This is part 6 of a multipart story I wrote in payment for a bet I lost to a chat friend who was the inspiration for it. Part 5 was the last part that I'd written for my friend. I decided to continue a bit more. I will have at least one more part. In the story, she calls me Uncle Ron...

These reunions are always such a fucking waste of time.
For probably the hundredth time in the past hour, I glanced at my watch. The bastard suggested the time was 8:37pm, and not 10:59pm like I desperately hoped.
Why the fuck do we have to have these things anyway? I silently groused. So we can see...

I woke first, rolled out of bed being careful not to wake her, went into the bathroom, sat and peed not wanting to make any more noise than necessary, washed my hands, rinsed my mouth with her classic Listerine, wondering what marketing genius had allowed something the color of piss to be marketed a...

We'd barely unpacked before the weekend started to blur--sun beating down on ballfields, dusty cleats and dugout chatter, endless bracket games with long gaps in between. Three days of hotel breakfasts, folding chairs, and sunscreen-slicked bleachers. I wasn't here for a vacation. I was here for my ...

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Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. (c) 2025. The author, AtlantisTSkelly2, reserves all rights. Unauthorized ...

Character descriptions:
Seth Jones:
* first person
* male
* stocky, 6'0
* 28 years old
* dirty blonde hair generally combed up and over to the left
* Green eyes
* Assistant Principal
* Dry humor
* Introvert
* 6" cock
Kim Smith
* The crush
* Female
* Beautiful ????
* 48 years old
* 5'5
* 2nd grade te...

The next morning, I was leaving Kathy and Nina's house when I received three text messages in a row. The first was from Joelle.
"I'm free this morning if you'd like to stop by my office?"
I text her back. "Absolutely. I can be there in 20 minutes."
"Perfect. See you then", she responds.
I opened the...

It was a few years back when I had people that hated me, they came after me and tried to ruin me. They even convinced my folks and my mom and pops that I'm delusional, just making stuff up. Sure I had a set back with the medications, kind of messing with my fertility and erectile function a little b...

Some may call what I have, a fetish. I just see it as a logical and practical approach. What am I talking about? Older ladies. Not just older than my thirty five years but old. What do I mean by that? Normally over sixty. Why is this logical and practical? Because I love sex, not just a bit but a lo...

After my evening with Anitha, I was much more at ease. I found I was able to focus on my work better, I slept better and my body was less stressed.
And I thought about going back.
What was she? She was not a kept woman, or a prostitute, or... was she?
Well, yes of course she was a prostitute. I mean...

WINSTON AND PRISCILLA, Pt. 2

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is based... loosely... on real events... and wild flights of fantasy. Only the names have changed.
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"When you loved someone and had to let them go, there will always be that small part of yourself that whispers, "What was it that you wante...

One thing kept bothering them though. It was a dark cloud hanging over their heads.
Arnold would leave the farm at the end of September to resume his courses at the agricultural university.
They dreaded to talk about it.
Until one day in August Helga took the initiative.
"Harold, we need to talk, yo...

At 6:45 when an exhausted Kenny (a. k. a. Kurt) and smiling Monica were leaving the suite, she told him that she was going to give him the highest possible marks on her evaluation. "Way better than my ex husband, and I am sure better than any of the boys from college before I got married. You were d...

I suppose you would call me a pervert insomuch that even though I am only 25 I have a fetish for being attracted to and needing to play and fuck very old women.
Which is why I volunteered as carer at weekends in a very expensive care home. Sometimes I got lucky but it was very hit and miss.
Anyway w...

Before we go any further here, Ladies and Gentlemen, I need to point out that in this, my latest muse, i've let my imagination 'run riot' as it were. So, if none of the following is blatantly impossible, it is extremely unlikely to have occurred in reality. I mean, at one point i make the suggestion...

CHAPTER 2: MOMMY SLUT
After barely recovering from the second fucking by him and Mr. Tillotson in his office, Mr. Bartels suggested a celebratory drink and pointed me again to the cabinets on the opposite wall of his expansive corner office. This time I would be joining them. I felt the eyes of both...

I'd been an expatriate in Colombo, Sri Lanka, for about a year, living in a neighbourhood with fellow British nationals. Since I was working for a British company as a consultant in the country, I felt good about having a purpose, and I earned a very good income. I mostly liked the country and the c...

Chapter 23 - Rescue?
As dawn arrived, I sat in my window and watched the small sailboat anchor off the shore where the plane carcass was. Watching the boat, I saw three members of the crew get an inflatable boat off the davits, add a pair of outboard motors, and drop it into the water. As they did t...

The company's staff was sitting in our founder's suite at the Belmont Stakes, and Andi was trying to get my attention.
I was sitting with the other assistants, sipping cocktails, shooting the shit, and half-watching the races.
Andi was staring at me in a way that wasn't subtle. When I looked at her,...

Hey guys I need to confess something which happened 2 weeks ago. I work as a hotel manager, the hotel is always full. But during football season its gets extremely packed and crazy. Last fall we had a couple of issues with the air conditioning and the maintenance team was tasked out, so sometimes I ...

Chapter 20 - another day, another task and another cum
I spent the night in another woman sandwich, it is a delightful way to sleep, though it was frustrating as I was kept hard, but not allowed to cum.
I awoke the next morning with my usual hard-on in the crack of one the ladies I am holding. When ...

My best friend, Ellie, had sworn up and down that her widower father was never home.
"He's seldom there, basically a ghost," she'd said, shoving the crumpled job listing across our uni's cafeteria table when I complained about my overdraft fee. "You'll just be watering his sad little ficus and colle...

Chapter 17 - the winds of change
The evening on shore breeze had cooled off the area and we were sitting around a fire. Dinner is over and the empty MRE packages were piled at the end of the tent. I looked at them and wondered when the local inhabitants would discover them (if there were any).
"You ...

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Summer 1978
The blue panel truck, with Giordano Roofing painted on the side, slowed to a stop in front of the two story ranch house ...

Arnold rode back to the farm at the end of the afternoon, after feeding the cattle in the field.
When he jumped of his tractor in the large barn, Helga stepped out of the front door and called, "Arnold!"
Arnold went up to her. "Hi Helga, you need me?"
"Hi Arnold, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Helg...

"Remember, I won't be home until eight tonight. I have to work overtime. Okay, see you later, love you!"
Jane's husband was out of the door and heading towards his car before she could reply.
Oh well, that left her alone for the day. It was a rare day off for her and she planned to make full use of ...

CHAPTER 1: THE EXECUTIVE SERVICES INTERVIEW
This story depicts a woman, mother of two high school senior fraternal twin sons, widowed by her suicidal husband, and hopelessly in debt because of that husband. In desperation, she eyes a new position in the Corporation, Executive Services. Despite not b...

A meeting in the conference room ends and Vikrant Oberoi the VP heading the Delhi office stands up.
"So, guys let's target for a 25 million by the end of the final quarter, okay?? " Vikrant said.
Everyone starts moving out of the conference room and as Nandini was moving out Vikrant said, "Umm... Na...