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Catharsis
A moment to share notes from the mind of a beautiful woman
Author's Note:
Just to be clear, dear Reader, this is real... not a work of fiction.
It has been a year since my wife of 35+ years passed away. I was told the first year would be hard, and they were right. One of the hardest things, though, is going through her "stuff" and figuring out what to keep, what to donate and what to trash. She was an artist of many talents and acquired quite a bit of "stuff" to go through. She was als...

Note: Everyone's over 18. They should know better. I should know better. Fiction, obviously. Shakespeare would approve though.
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Right. So. The Cambridge Shakespeare Festival. Not exactly where I thought I'd be letting a fresh-faced Trinity College hopeful finger me during Act Three of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' at St John's College on a balmy July evening. But after our encounters on the train, that grope-fest at the pub where I'd wanked him off under the table while he tried not to spill his lemo...

It was a warm and sunny day back home, though that never stopped Salem from wearing all black. In a Bathory hoodie and black jeans with her messenger bag slung on her shoulder, she hummed a simple tune as she headed down the shaded walkway. Passing by various store fronts, she walked by a bearded guy hanging around outside the entrance of a comic store. Evidently some employee on break, he was leaning against the brick wall with his phone in one hand and an energy drink can in the other....

Introduction:
They weren't best friends.
Just classmates. Neighbors.
A floor apart. A few late night messages away from crossing every line.
It started with a dare.
A horny little app.
A "truth or DM" challenge no one took seriously until she sent the first video with his name on her lips....

Chapter 10: The Move-In
The boxes came in slow, like we were both afraid that unpacking too fast would make it real. She had moved in first--mostly because the lease on her place ended, and I offered. But deep down, we both knew it was a test run. A quiet what-if.
She brought the kids. That was the real shift. It wasn't just us anymore, colliding in shadows. There were lunchboxes, missing socks, and backpacks strewn across the hallway again. The kitchen smelled like her coffee, cinnamon candles, and t...

How does one bid farewell to a life? No, not death precisely, for to a wizard years are but soft abstractions. The life I had lived for the years since I had returned from exile, a life mostly of comfort, would no longer be mine. When I returned to it, if ever I did, the world around me would be changed. The children I had now would be grown, even perhaps gone. I could not bid farewell to it without a final journey, and a few reunions....

What is she doing?
What is she doing though?
Late evening, dusk, half light, stood in the garden chatting with him over the low wall that separates our gardens? Ours and his. What are they doing?
She went to collect the washing drying on the line.
"I've just got to get the washing in. Back in a minute."...

In a matter of weeks, Charlotte had become a regular on the dance schedule. After two months of filling in for girls when they were absent or sick, she got her own slot and was no longer working as a cleaner.
Every night she would do her number and gradually she began to accumulate a few more outfits. She would put her hair in pigtails or braids, and wear a Catholic school girls uniform, communion dress or some other flowery or innocent looking outfit....

Chapter 15

Holding my Nerf gun above my head, I walked back to the table. Now that I wasn't worried about being shot, I took a moment to enjoy the cool night air, and the way that the maze had been set up for the game. Cary's voice carried to me from ahead, although I couldn't see her.
"I don't know if I'm technically in play to be captured anymore," she said. "I'm supposed to be headed back to get my points counted."...

Part 8 - Last Day
In the morning, we were a sombre group. It was our last day and we had to get the houseboat back to the dock by 4:00. While the ladies gathered up the beach chairs and table, Joey and I untied the ropes and stowed them onboard. Alice had taken the helm, still naked except for her sunglasses. Her full body tan looked glorious after our week in the sun and we were all dreading having to don clothes again before we got back to the dock....

The countries in the Middle East took inspiration from the United Arab Emirates and, well, united. They formed the Fifth Caliphate. After some industrial sabotage took out the competition (all of Russia's oil refineries and pipelines mysteriously caught on fire or blew up within a week: since no one claimed responsibility, the Russians assumed it was Ukraine), the Fifth Caliphate used the power of petroleum and some strategic partnering with countries such as Venezuela to eliminate all other powerful organi...

15 Days with the Smith Family - Part 4C


Mia and Helen Smith stay to enjoy their holiday


from Mia's perspective.

Day 6 continued
Greg looked at them meaningfully and slowly enunciated, "I think Helen and Mia deserve a nice vacation the most."
"Yes, I agree. I'll go home with Dad. Let's say this is a punishment for my failure in college, haha." Daniel agreed merrily....

Poker Bets Give Winners Control, #2
Husband loses a poker bet on President's Day, and must do whatever his wife wants him to do.
Rewritten and continued from Poker Bets Give Winners Control, #1:
"Oh, my God, Gary. I dropped my towel. I'm naked. I can't believe that I'm naked in front of you," she said....

This is a continuing story. The beginning of the story was called Drywood for no apparent reason whatsoever. If you want a presentation of the characters and start of the plot read the first parts.
This is the second part of the story "Sailing". Three days in to the sail....
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Please be ruthless if you notice a fucked up comma, or italics. : D
Also I am unsure if people prefer smaller individual parts like this or or me to upload a couple chapters together at a time in one bundle.
Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains themes of religious guilt, emotional repression, family trauma, and queer yearning. It's a slow-burn gay romance with a dumbass himbo and a beautiful femboy. It also explores the internal struggle of growing de...

NOTE: All characters in all chapters of this story are eighteen years old or older.
Chapter 4: A Story From The Bible
I was blindfolded again and dressed in a short terrycloth robe just before I was led to the car - not Carole's Corvette, as I was told, but an SUV. From the sounds of voices during our conversation, Ruthy was driving. Jill was in the front passenger seat. On the back bench, I was flanked by Callie to my left, Stacey to my right. During the entire ride, which again followed a circuitous...

Hi loves ❤️
Uh... So, I just recorded day three... literally just finished, did a quick edit, and now I'm here. My brain is still a bit scrambled.
You're about to hear the very first time I've finally managed to record myself having a full body orgasm. And not just one.
At least three.
I... Um......

Crickets chirping, frogs croaking. The sounds of a warm Southern spring night filled the humid air. James McGovern sat in his truck, a Marlboro stuck between his lips. Pain and anger was all he knew anymore, and it was undeniable and crushing. Hanging from his rearview mirror was a silver chain and a matched set of engagement and wedding rings. Patricia's....

Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission....

*all persons in this story are over the age of 18*
ONE YEAR LATER
It has been one year since Mark came up to stay with Honey and begin college. Their sex life is full of passion, adventure, trust, growth, and most of all: love. It didn't take long for Mark and Honey to realize their love for one another. They always find something new to experiment with, and Mark found out a few months before their wedding that he enjoys a nice prostate massage, in the form of Honey's fingers in his ass....

End of Part 2
I gave up on the show I had been trying to watch. After throwing the freshly washed comforter back on the bed I again stripped nude and just like the night before cut on the Panty Jane video that Sandy had loaned me. As I watched Panty Jane dress her lover in her lingerie, I began to stroke myself imagining it was Sandy dressing me. Then as she squeezed and rubbed his cock through the panties again, I imagined it was Sandy doing it to me. Imagining Sandy rubbing me through her/my panties wa...

I was truly enjoying this stage of my life -- at least most of the time -- as I interacted with my five year old daughter and seven year old son at a fancy playground near where my wife was on location filming a movie. I was only 32 years old, but didn't work for money any more. I spent my time doing pro bono work for charities, inventing things in areas of technology that struck my fancy, and, as now, really enjoying interacting with my kids. I had made enough money to last several lifetimes as a dot. com ...

The bell chimed to signal the arrival of new customers. Matt's face went white as he saw Jenny enter the diner, along with four of her friends. She smiled and waved at him as she walked in and took a seat at a booth, the rest of her friends following. Light from the window glinted off something she wore around her neck. Matt gulped....

Rachel Running on Empty Part Four
by G. Lawrence
New friends and unsuspected enemies
This is not an erotic story, though it does have romance. It features family drama along with adventure, elements of fantasy, and science fiction (very understated, for this is not a science fiction book). And, as her family has discovered, Rachel can be frustrating, willing to go to any lengths once she sets her heart on a course. Life for our hero is never easy. This is part 4 of 8....

"What the fuck happened out there, Hector?" one of my guys shouted at me as we got back into the safe house.
"I don't fucking know, Vince!" I bit back as I dropped my keys on the couch. I ran a stressed hand through my messy, curly black hair. "Shit happens," I tried to play off like everything was fine....

The alarm goes off early in the morning, I open my eyes, the sun has not risen yet, and the room is still dimly lit only by the muted TV and the salt lamp on your bedside table. The room is cool, so I move my body closer to you as I nuzzle into your neck, taking a deep breath and enjoying the scent of your skin. You look down at me, gently grab my chin, and pull me into a deep kiss. Your arms wrap around me and pull me on top of you, I straddle your hips, the blanket falling down around my waist, our bodies...

Tom dropped the last suitcase on the bed and looked around their cabin. It was their first cruise and he didn't known what to expect. But he liked what he saw so far: their cabin was long and narrow and clean, with a queen bed against one wall and two bunks for the kids, and a sliding glass door that opened onto a railed veranda. That was the one thing Tom had insisted upon: he wanted to see the ocean....

I knock once, and the door swings open. His eyes are wide and for a moment he just stares, drinking me in, like he's not sure I'm real. The hallway behind him smells of toast and stale lager, voices rising from the sitting room. One of his flatmates pops his head out, gives me a slow, knowing look, then vanishes again. He steps aside silently and I glide past him. My dress catches the light, short and sheer in places, clingy enough to make it obvious I haven't put on anything underneath....

Hello my lovlies!
I have a new raw audio for your listening pleasure ;) Nothing super fancy about this one but I did enjoy it very much haha
Most nights I get extremely restless before bed. Especially in last few years. But the best solution I've found is to make myself cum which significantly helps me to relax and turn off my ever vocal brain lol So in this session, I decided I should let you listen in and have a bit of fun with me :)...

When I got to the office I felt like I was on top of the world. It was a Friday, beautiful day out, I slept great, and for the first time in years, I came into the office early.
I plopped down at my desk, coffee in hand ready to take on the day. Ok to be honest, like I said, it was a Friday, so I knew we wouldn't be doing jack shit once the afternoon hit. That was fine by me, more time to talk to Alyssa, maybe take her out for a nice long lunch at Panera, get to know her a little more....