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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....

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....

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....

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...

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....

*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...

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...

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....

To my surprise, it was rather comforting to be amongst a group of sissies that night. We were all missing the company of our mistresses, and knew what was happening at their party. However, we managed to distract ourselves with gossip, preparations, and playing with our makeup and outfits.
I was surprised by the instances that we did discuss what our mistresses were doing now. They all appeared to have a casual acceptance of our mistresses' activities....

CHAPTER 3: DOCUMENTATION
The next morning required several moments to fully take in. I was in bed alone. It wasn't early. The bedside clock read, 9:53 AM. The reality flooded back with memories of what I had brought home with me from the interview and what the boys had done for me. I had not gone to bed alone, far from it, in fact. After laying out to the boys exactly what that interview had been and what the job would really be, the boys were amazingly supportive. They had learned that their mom wanted ...

Jason, Sheena, and Phalmina arrived at one of the bookstores on Valerie's list. It was still early in the day, barely past eight o'clock, but the store was open. It didn't look like there were any customers around at the moment, and that suited the Gaians just fine. Once the car was off and they stepped towards the shop, Sheena let out a gasp of surprise....

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Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age....