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I wasn't doing so well in culinary school. I had the gift and skills, but my attendance was bad due to my day job. I was single at the time so thank goodness I didn't have dating to fit time in for. There was a cute girl in the class but she seemed like she was as busy as I was, so I just stayed to myself....

Time passes for our crew, and there's talk. Then Remmi gets a little crazy, and Asher falls off the rails.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 23
ASHER
A week had passed since that exhausting night. Remmi and I had quickly grown into our armor. We'd worn it everywhere, trying to get used to it. By the end of that week, it had molded to our bodies and was now like a second skin to us....

Let me tell you about that morning--because if I don't, none of what comes later will feel real. That was the last morning I believed we were whole.
The kitchen was glowing with soft gold, the kind of filtered morning light that makes everything look like it's been forgiven. The blinds cut the sun into neat ribbons on the floor. I watched them bend over the shape of the table, over her bare thigh where she'd tucked her leg under her, and for a moment I thought: this is peace....

We now pick up the story in the first week of the five women moving in.
They installed themselves each in their own room. The two young lovers were each given one of the extra rooms although they spent all nights in their female lovers' beds.
It was the height of summer so that most activities could be performed outdoors....

Back then, when I was twenty nine years old, I went on a summer vacation with some friends of mine. We had a blast, and I had more than just one hookup during those ten days next to the ocean. But while fucking those woman my mind tended to wander elsewhere: I was mostly thinking about my own mother while I filled them with my cum....

A few days had passed since Rebecca had felt forced to respond to the series of messages on her phone. Whoever was doing this had a hold over her. It was clear they had images, and in all likelihood, a film of her masturbating in her garden and they were clearly intent on distributing it if she did not do as they asked....

We went skateboarding at the park one evening to record each other doing tricks and finished by eating the sandwiches we had made for a late dinner.
"What should we do now?" I asked as I licked the mayo from my fingers.
Brock grabbed my hand and finished cleaning off my fingers in a very suggestive way. "We could go to your place."...

I encourage you to read previous parts to understand characters and context
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I awoke Saturday morning with a feeling of apprehension. I was becoming comfortable, and accepting that I am a bisexual cock sucker and was looking forward to sucking Don's beautiful cock again, but knew he was planning on fucking my virgin ass. I had mixed emotions. I was curious to experience it, but feared I would love it, and that would definitely define me as gay, at least it would in my mind. But wha...

(Previously on To Hear You Moan.. A one night stand becomes a second and now a third. Our exploration of control and submission continues, discovering that a little pain enhances the pleasure. Will you endure the soft edging and lose yourself in the pleasure I can provide you? Or will I deny you the release you desperately crave?)...

Alison Jones lingered awkwardly by the hedgerow as Bonnie Miller flirted outrageously with Oliver Strong. The two girls had been walking from their village to the nearby town, along a deep lane edged with cow parsley and buttercups when they had run into Oliver at a crossroads about a mile from their destination. Whether by chance or design Alison wasn't quite sure....

Cindy was shocked when when she woke next to Jimmy in a big soft bed. At first she thought she was dreaming. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep in her bed in the trailer. Yet here she was laying in a great big bed next to the only man that had never abused her. She didn't dare move. She was afraid to wake him and end this peace she felt wash over her. Memories of their time together with Patricia came flooding back. The happy times and the sad. She remembered how Jimmy would hold her when she'...

Thursday
Harry and Olivia had just finished watching the last part of a film they had started watching a few days ago. The ending had been dramatic and it took them a couple of minutes to get their brains around the story.
"I know what I want to do with the rest of the evening," Olivia said, now turning towards him on the sofa and kissing him. "Why don't we change the habits of a lifetime, go upstairs to our bedroom at this ridiculously early time of 8.30 in the evening and spend absolutely ages makin...

Claire is in her mid-forties. A very attractive larger lady with a secret naughty side. Her hair is a short blonde bob, framing a pretty face with sparkling grey-blue eyes and a sexy smile. She stands at five feet four inches tall, her pale skin is flawless and her large breasts sit on her fat stomach with her belly roll hanging over her neatly trimmed bush. She has a shapely backside and a fantastic pair of legs which she loves to show off in a short skirt or Summer dress....

The scent of sweat, cologne, and paint thinner lingered in the wide, sun-drenched art studio. The tables had been cleared, lights set up, and a large white backdrop stretched against one wall. It was quiet, save for the occasional shutter click and the soft hum of the space heater -- someone had insisted the players not "catch cold" in their minimal clothing....

A warm day, and I needed to get a particular book from a library in the city. Travelling in on the northern line, I had dressed very casually, as it wasn't a formal event, I just needed to get a specific textbook on accountancy.
Needing to feel comfortable I'd put on a pair of plain brushed cotton knickers, they were old and had frayed a bit around the leg, but they were really comfortable. There was a small tear at the seam of the gusset where it joined the seat, and a worn patch that was becoming a hol...

As I was getting older, the time when Halloween was fun faded away into a distant memory. Gone were the days of dressing up in costumes and trick-or-treating up and down the neighborhood with friends and family. I was a young man now, 19-years old and in college.
But this year, Halloween fell on a weekend and my friends wanted to rekindle the memories. Buck Knob Manor was a haunted house that had been around for years, but this was the first year we were old enough to visit. I was never big into haunted ...

She had no idea her husband had an alternative life style. It was a Friday afternoon when Sue's boss gave her the rest of the day off. She was surprised to see a strange truck in her driveway. She parked on the street and cautiously made her way towards the house. Curious she looked through the crack in the curtains....

Callie stood on the weathered porch of her homestead, her grip tightening on the rifle resting against her shoulder. The early morning mist clung to the prairie grass, and the sun had just begun to creep over the distant hills. Her sharp eyes scanned the clump of cottonwoods at the edge of her land--gnarled, ancient things that whispered in the wind....

You pull into the driveway and put your truck in park. It's been a long week, and you smile when you see my Tahoe in its spot in front of your house. You weren't expecting me for a few more hours. Slowly, you climb the steps of your front porch and open the front door. You are expecting me to be in the living room, but the room is empty except for Roan, who is happy to see you. The house is warm and smells of food. You put your keys and bag away and saunter into the kitchen, where you hear water running. My...

This one's a custom story ordered by a lovely reader who knew exactly what they wanted. Big focus on measuring, size comparison, and the like. Had a lot of fun writing this. Do enjoy.
Note: This story contains trans/shemale content.
All the characters in this story are above the age of 18.
It was an overcast evening, the kind that threatened to rain, but didn't. I'm sure the weather outside the house would've been lovely: cool, breezy. Though I wouldn't actually know. Because I was sitting on my be...

I was searching online for cock to suck, Black cock, of course, I'd been Black exclusive for about 5 years, sucking only Black cock. I had a couple of Black men I serviced regularly, each at least once a week usually more though. But I needed more. Not to mention, my biggest turn on is sucking a new cock, there's just something about sucking a cock for the first time that makes my mouth water. I clicked on Carlton, Black, late 20s, 8 inches, needed his cock sucked and was hoping to find a deepthroater his p...

I felt your clit tapping.
Not grinding.
Not rubbing.
*Pulsing.*
Tapping against the base of my cock
like it was counting down
to your brain shutting off.
Your breath slowed.
But your cunt *didn’t.*
She kept *fluttering.*
Right there.
Where you’re softest.
Where your pleasure lives....

Unmasked: He Made Her Bloom for Him


By: Ishani

Chapter 1 - The Unspoken Tension
Tanveer Khurana had never been a man who lost control.
At thirty-six, he ran a mid-sized tech firm in Mumbai with the precision of a Swiss watch. Trim beard, pressed shirts, commanding voice everything about him whispered authority. His employees respected him. Some feared him. But none knew the quiet hunger he carried behind that well-ironed mask....

The cartoon figure of a cowboy towered above the midway. Although it wasn't much more than painted plywood, it radiated personality. A grinning hayseed face sat atop the body of a strapping young buckaroo. A ten gallon hat was tipped at a jaunty angle. And the plaid shirt, and dirt-covered jeans conveyed that this guy worked as hard as he played. He was posed in a seated position, legs together, and one hand raised in the air like he was eager to answer a schoolteacher's question....

The story you are about to read is a fictional story about a family who visits the town gloryhole. All characters are over the age of 18 and all sex is consensual.
This chapter is a little long because I could not find a spot to conclude this chapter, so I just kept writing until I did find a spot to end this chapter....

Naked Neighbors 3
Fred and his neighbors are getting together again. There is usually plenty of screwing and sucking going on in the neighborhood, and I'm pretty sure that will continue here. So let's see what's happening.
By the way I want to apologize for my mixing up names in Part 2, I'm going to make sure I do a better job of proofreading for this episode....

Fitz
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This is a story of loss that is set in the late 1990s.
It was an unusually warm night in late September. My skin had started to turn that ghostly pale white, which shines forth from most white people in Seattle. I used to say Caucasian, but since Perestroika and the fall of the Soviet state I've met Russians who exclaim that I don't look like ...

(Part II to "Straight Boy at a Wedding")
So... if you're here, you're probably wondering what went down after the wedding. I'm truly sorry to disappoint, but... it's not much.
I guess my porn viewing did become a little more risqué after that night. BDSM -- that sort of stuff. And I may or may not have purchased one of those cheap, silicone "prostate massager" things on Amazon....

Story contents:
This episode is focused highly on edging, and teasing.
I awoke to an empty bed, a food-like scent carrying itself all the way from the kitchen to my sleepy nose. I sniffed the air, slowly leaning up in bed and checking the time.
8:03.
In the morning.
My eyes went full moon wide, I threw the covers aside. Well shit, I was two hours late on the second day. Why the hell didn't I set an alarm?...

Tom woke up again to an empty bed. It had been five days since he married his childhood sweetheart. He should have been on their honeymoon, but instead, Imogen had been called to an important modelling assignment. As much as it upset Tom that he hadn't seen his wife since their wedding day, he knew the dedication Imogen had to modelling, and he never wanted to get in the way of her being a successful model, just like her mother was....