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In a few hours, there would be a party. A retirement party, held for a guard that had worked for the Langleys for decades. Apparently, he was even friends with Amelia's deceased husband, the late "Duke John Langley III of Milhurst". Ray had seen pictures of him before, but it was hard to believe anyone could make friends with, let alone marry, a man as imposing as he was. The Duke, that is. Cecil the guard was the opposite of imposing. Tiny and frail, with big, wet eyes and a slow, shambling walk. How he ma...

Hello readers,
This one took a lot for me to get through. I won't give you the sob story and "justification" for the delay, I respect y'all too much for that.
Instead I'll say thanks for your patience, understanding and enthusiasm.
Little bit of a cliff at the end of this one so I'll do my best to have the next one done soon ;)...

Laying in the sun in my girlfriends backyard, feeling the heat on my back, I muse to myself. How awesome would this be if I could just turn my head to the side, observe my beautiful girlfriend Katie as she tans next to me, in a bikini she mention in school she'd wanted me to see. Unfortunately for me, her very big and scary looking dad Is tanning right next to her, with both eyes open....

The Wrong Room
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cheating husband, cheating wife, hotel, group sex, gangbang, airtight, restraints
Author's Note:
Dedicated to the real-life Louise.
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With Clark's help Fred learned the wonderful ways of man-to-man sex. They would meet whenever they could, and Fred always asked about Bart, his father and if he was a good cock sucker.
"Fred, he is good in what he does. He is a complete top and a good lover." Clark said. "Someday you will find out. But right now, you need more experience. Now give me a blow job."...

Author's Note: There is no sex with anyone under the age of 18 in this story. A pedophile is introduced and fortunately he is discovered before he can do any harm. The pedophile meets a well-deserved end. EOUL jsps
I watched my two girls, 13 and 14, run to hug their mother and their stepfather before getting into his car. Their mother, my ex-wife, was marching over to me with a mission. I had anticipated this moment all weekend, but I wasn't looking forward to it. She was served on Saturday with my amend...

This story picks up right after the first chapter. All the characters older than 18. This story is a little more front loaded with the sex, with character stuff in the back end (no pun intended). I intend to add at least 1 more chapter
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I woke up slowly and slightly disoriented. I had not had too much to drink the night before, I was nowhere near wasted, so I wasn't hung over, but I was a tad disoriented. My mind for some reason took note of the diff...

Carly whimpered as Hal gently entered her, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her decommissioned legs positioned by her partner behind him as his folded legs supported her bottom. As they worked up a rhythm, their eyes rivetted to each other, rivulets of sweat began to stream between her breasts....

Thank you for reading.
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Chapter 2
"I just thought I would drop by to see how it was going, sorting things out here," Chris said as we met in the hallway.
I don't know if I looked like I had just seen a ghost or not, but I felt very flushed, not only from fucking Sally, my sister, but now with Chris showing up and almost catching us....

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.
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