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I tried to move on and not think about Erin, but there would be something each day that would trigger a memory of the time we spent together. I could not get her out of my mind for even 24 hours before she would pop up and I would start getting hard, every time.
I tried dating to get over her and keep her from constantly dominating my thoughts and dreams. She was the star of my dreams each night when I would drift off the sleep, visions of her sexy little fun size gymnast body riding my cock, while she b...

The photography business has been a little slow since the advent of digital cameras and their later incorporation into cell phones. There's a pickup at the start of school for senior pictures a little better than the guy who takes yearbook photos can produce, and again at prom and graduation times. Weddings bring in some business, but the time involved in photographing a wedding makes the cost pretty high for a lot of couples. They've started relying on a brother or uncle to record their special day....

When my wife and I divorced, she got the primary residence in Delaware and I got the vacation home in Florida. Both places were supposed to be sold but a crashing housing market was going to stretch that out. I had never planned to live full time in Florida, all my friends and social relationships were in Delaware. There were plenty of outdoor activities to keep me busy and the condo was in a gated community with golf courses, pools and gyms. I suck at golf but spent some free time in gym....

JoAnna.2
I suppose this could be read as a standalone, but I would suggest reading JoAnna.1 first to better understand how things got the way they are now.
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My wife JoAnna loves me so much...
... Jo allowed almost 2 years for me to discover... despite my being debate club president in high school, being a project manager at work, captain of my high school football, captain of the high school baseball team, a captain of my college football team, and college baseball team......

Sundays aren't as busy as other days of the week for me. I get to sleep as long as I want and do nothing, sometimes.
I didn't feel up to going to church this morning, but Mom hates it when I slack off on Sundays.
"You don't have to work so hard every day of the week and then decide to be lazy on a Sunday."...

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. One has already been written and I am sure you can figure out which one.
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course pleas...

In this chapter, Samantha finally has her child for Robert and Pen. They provide a surprise to her she greatly enjoys. Some other parts of the story arc are addressed. This chapter doesn't contain a lot of sex, but does refer to oral sex, anal sex, group sex, domination, submission and breeding slave sluts. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his editorial efforts, making all of my works better. This is a copyrighted work and is not to be edited, altered, changed or published in any other forums in written or any o...

Chapter 10

My graduation was anticlimactic. A hundred of us stood in the late spring Arizona heat in caps, gowns, and whatever we had underneath. Jack and I had both been browbeaten by our parents into wearing Dockers and polos, but I knew that Ty was wearing a hideous orange suit, and Rob Morton was wearing ridiculous surfer trunks and Birkenstocks. Amber from paintball told us a rumor that one of the girls was wearing nothing at all, but I was pretty sure that was bullshit....

I dedicate this story to a dear friend I lost too soon--Karen. When I was younger, she taught me what it truly meant to love deeply, honestly, and without fear. Her warmth, her laughter, and the way she made space for others in her heart left a mark on me that has never faded. Cycles is a reflection of that kind of love, the kind that shapes us, lingers through time, and circles back when we least expect it. Karen, this story carries pieces of what you gave me. I'll never stop being grateful....

Hey guys, here's Chapter 07! I hope you enjoy it. Sorry this took so long, but I've been rethinking some things. I still have more written and am hoping Chapter 08 will quickly follow. I like the idea of The Gang of Eight all being main characters and I'm trying to put more plot in my stories. So, for this chapter, if you're hoping for nothing but 'insert tab A into slot B' you might not like this chapter!...

Oh fuck, E,
Your letters make me so hot! I really should have waited until after work to read that last one, but as soon as I saw your handwriting on the envelope I just had to rip it open there and then. I only read the first couple of lines, but that was all I needed to make my cock rock hard. I was already in the lift by then, so all I could do was hold my briefcase in front of me and hope the old women in the lobby didn't notice as I waddled uncomfortably by....

It was 3:10 in the morning when my wife came home from her school's Christmas party, a party that ended at 11:00. I stayed in bed pretending I was asleep as Jesse jumped in the shower. That was my cue to head to the guest room. I was on the edge of falling asleep when I heard Jesse push open the door. A few minutes later I heard the door shut. This was the first Christmas party we didn't attend together. Jesse made sure I knew that I wasn't invited....

To be honest, I do not have a definable style. At work usually, I am a khaki and polo shirt person sometimes. There are a few days a month I do put on a suit for meetings with board members or with new customers. Because I am usually a home body, my attire at home is usually sweatpants and a T-shirt. When we do go out, I do put on a pair of jeans because Marcie prefers me in them. My shirts depend on whether it's warm or cold and whether I am wearing a jacket. I am not a stylish person at all....

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. One has already been written and I am sure you can figure out which one.
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course pleas...

All characters are 18 or older.
Don't know if i am going to do more chapters. If you think it needs more, please let me know. As always, rate, favorite, leave a comment, or send me a message.
So, how did I end up here? I would wonder often. I was your normal single mother who worked hard to accomplish everything in life. I wanted to raise my son by example, work hard, do the right thing, and everything would work out. Now, here I am, forty-two years old, with my mental health in turmoil. I am confused...

Aarti cleaned the mess that they had created while Pavan just rested on bed in complete dismay and in short of words wondering what was that. Aarti joined him on the bed wearing just a camisole and then they rested.
Evening dawned, the couple knocked and were welcomed inside. After casual pleasantry, all settled in front of the laptop and started looking at pictures. Beer was in the offing and they all got started....

That Saturday morning in September I never suspected that a fellow nature enthusiast was about to change my life. She was standing just a few feet away with the narrow waterfall at her back. Her eyes held my eyes for a few seconds.
Low-rise baby-blue cutoffs and white crop top bared her curves and cleavage. She wore pink Nike hiking shoes similar to my own. Her blond hair cascaded past C Cup breasts. Just a hint of makeup adorned the bluest eyes I ever saw....

There is something there, they both feel it. They work together in the military and live in the same small town just off post. But so far, the attraction has only been from a distance. Will one of them finally make a move...
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Andrew and I have worked together for over three years now. Running into people from work isn't hard in the small town that borders the base where we work. So it wasn't too big of a surprise when we ran into each other at the grocery store. I ...

The loud noise had awoken Layla again. This wasn't the first time the drilling and shouting that had woken her out of her slumber. You see, there was construction happening right outside of Layla's apartment block, next door in fact. Sighing, then rolling around in her giant king-sized bed, she decided to visit the commotion happening outside of her window. Knowing that she would be greeted by the same sympathetic smiles, she drew back her white satin curtains, rubbed her eyes and focused on the one smile s...

Choosing Stacey (Part 1)
This is a loose prequel of sorts to my first story, An Unexpected Game of Cards and some of the characters in that story have small roles to play in this story. It's not necessary to read that story first. There are likely some inconsistencies between this story and the other story, just say that the narrator is a tad unreliable and blame all errors on me....

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I Dream of Jeannie

"I Dream of Jeannie with the Light Brown Hair" -- Stephen C. Foster
Jimmy
Jeannie was beautiful. Light brown, slightly curly hair streamed down her back. A slightly tan skin went well with her dark brown eyes. Even at sixteen she had a nice rack, and an even nicer butt. We had gone to different mi...

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At Least They Are Not Fucking

Dan Robinson
We're at this great party on a Friday night. It's at a luxury hotel. I am drinking a little. I've even lost track of my wife, Kelly. The party was for Marlo's second wedding. Marlo was a high school classmate....

Can a trick help Sam get a fresh start and find new love?
This story was written for the 2025 April Fool's Day Contest.
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The trial was over and I was glad.
Well, almost glad.
For nearly two full business weeks, I'd been Juror 19 in a murder trial in our mid-sized bedroom community just outside the largest city in the middle of a mid-sized state. Having served on juries a few years earlier, I'd been elected jury foreman and now...

Isabella Part one
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Characters:
Teddy Benedict forty five year old husband of Beth Benedict financial consultant who works some three letter government entities
Beth Benedict forty two year old loving albeit ditzy wife of Teddy and mother of Liz and Celeste...

E-Novel. Seductress.
CHAPTER 0. Disclaimer.
Welcome to The Seductress E-Novel.
On The Seductress E-novel, follow the life of Addison Michelle Hunold, an eighteen-year-old teen and her friends while they find true love and passion as they submit themselves into a life of pleasure and seduction. Their journey starts with their self-discovery path as they become a living part in a Secret Sisterhood....

Author's Note: Readers be warned that this tale is a gradual development of the main character and leads a romance in the ethereal and real worlds. Sex enhances the flavor of the story. It goes without saying that if you have not read the previous chapters, you should before starting this installment. Please sit back and enjoy the telling of this tale of Ciara and her lover, Amal....

AT JOURNEY'S END


PART TWO OF TWO

Author's note: Sorry, this took longer to wrap up than I anticipated. You may want to go back and read Part C., Chapter 5 - ANGIE, for continuity.
Thanks, I hope you enjoy. S. A.

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A. THE ANGIE AFFAIR

I. UNCOMFORTABLE...

I'm Sacha, a Producer on The Love Show and I would be on the crew the whole time with them. Being a producer is a double-edged sword: obviously, I am invested in the couple's relationship as the aim of the show is to create couples that will last the distance. The other edge is I want hours of good, viewable footage. But viewable means enthralling and capturing footage and seeing people mooching about their normal business is sadly not that. I know that relationship drama makes good viewing but can be destr...

I finished typing my final report of my latest case and took the folder to the Captain to sign. It hadn't been particularly difficult case to figure out. It was just another of the many gang related murders that seem to happen in any big city.
This case happened in the alley behind a popular Chattanooga nightclub and I was assigned to figure out the who, when, how, and why. Then I'd give all that information to the DA to get an arrest warrant so I could arrest the killer and the DA could put the asshole ...

It was cloudy by the time we punched out at the biometric scanner of our college. Debolina was already on her phone booking a cab for our commute till the M G Road Metro Station. Punching out at the last moment possible was critical because our college had a biometric system of maintaining attendance of faculty members. You punched in, by giving your thumbprint and your login time starts, and it ends when you punched out before leaving. Daily minimum 5 hours and 45 hours in a week was mandatory. It might se...