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After about twelve years together, I finally agreed to visit my husband Will's family down south-- the ones on his mother's side, the Syrians. Like with most things involving his mother, I hadn't been warned she'd be coming too. That was part of my reluctance, but by the time I found out, it was too late to back out without causing offense....

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, and incidents are the products of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or events is coincidental. All the characters are over the age of 18.
PROLOG
It is 5:30 am.
I turn on the coffee maker and take some birdseed outside to the bird feeder. It is very misty this morning in Florida. On my way back to the house, I heard an email notification. Who would be sending me something this early? I click my email client open to...

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This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons....

I'm not a whore.
I'm not a whore.
I'm not a hooker.
I kept telling myself that, but the reality was, maybe I was in a way. I saw myself as more of a slut that dated, a lot. I liked sex and I liked to have a lot of variety. I'd had a few longer term relationships, but to that point, none of them had been willing to accept my more adventurous side. I lived alone, so I could come and go as I pleased without questions. The looks I got from the old neighbor lady when I got home in the morning after a ni...

It was a Sunday, so we just lay there, bathed by the morning sun and having a post-sex cuddle.
Neha eventually decided that we needed breakfast and disappeared for a while, returning with tea and toast and dressed in an oversized white T Shirt with a smiley face on the front. It was a bit tight across the breasts, but I had no problem with that and it hung to nearly her knees, the contrast between her dark brown skin and the white T Shirt looked very cute and seductive....

Summer wore on at Bonnaroo Beach, and absolutely filthy thoughts of Sophia continued to dominate most of my daily brain capacity - and that of most of the other guards as well. The only one who continued to seem unfazed was our head lifeguard, Hank, who just laughed and shook his head whenever he overheard our slack-jawed commentary on the communal fixation that was Sophia....

➜ this script was written by bread_n_smut specifically for me & Yumprincess
☾ You want to get a friend for me, puppy girl Victoria, to keep me occupied when you're not around (I can be so destructive when I'm bored and horny master). You pick out a pretty new friend, puppy girl Elle and bring her home. You keep us in separate cages at first, teasing us with the double butt-plug leash and watching with growing amusement at just how slutty we are for you. AREN'T YOU GOING TO LET US OUT!!??? Have no fear, b...

[GFE] [Cheering You Up] [Rough to Gentle] [Loving] [Body Worship] [Pet Names] [Gentlest FDom] [Thigh Humping] [Making Out] [Neck Kisses] [Giggles] [Whispers] [Soft, Sensual Oral] [Cuddles] [Fall Asleep With Me] [Creampie]
You come home after a long day to your horny-as-fuck girlfriend, who is determined to turn your frown upside down with some rough sex. You stop her and let her know that while yes, you do want to have sex to distract you from the things you're worrying about, you really want to be gentl...

Week Seven
It happened again. Just as Marston was about to feed his cum to the fag on the other side of the wall, he imagined that he was the one sucking. It almost spoiled his orgasm, but not quite. He felt the familiar ripple in his cock and the undulations in his ass as he spurted in the man's mouth. He was momentarily breathless and sat down on the toilet....

After falling in love with a dragon, the lovely Alma is convinced to marry her beloved Drem as part of an old ritual ceremony designed to bring a new dragon-blooded heir to her kingdom. Good thing she's warmed up to the idea.
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Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story....

For the backstory to this one see The Start of the Affair - Connection
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After my night with Marcus, Rosy and I stayed in touch. I found it exciting that instead of Marcus communicating with me directly, Rosy was always the one to tell me about Marcus.
She told me that Marcus had given her the dish on our fucking session and told her how much he had enjoyed being fucked till he came without touching his useless cock. She sent me daily snaps of Marcus shaving his legs, or taking a shower, or laz...

The sunlight awakens me the next day and again I see Jeremy laying there, half exposed and snoring to himself.
When he wakes up again he mentions how awesome the party was but says nothing about what else happened.
The next month follows much the same, every week or so Jeremy will say my name in that tone, always sending shivers down my spine, before asking me to give him a hand job....

Based on a true story.
My previous job was based in the States but I traveled often to Southeast Asia for business. Since visiting the SE Asian countries and often lusting over some of its beautiful women, I had the idea of hiring a "vacation girlfriend" for a few days while staying in the Philippines. However, my work was demanding and the travel schedule rarely worked out for me to take time off while on the road. I also have a family so my free time was rather limited back home....

*All characters are over the age of 18.*
A shocked expression covered Aspen's face. He swallowed forcefully and looked back down at my throbbing boner. I suspected that he wondered if I was making a joke. I lightly brushed my fingertips along the length of his still-clothed erection, eliciting a small gasp. Hesitantly, he reached his hand out and laid his palm on my chest. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. His touch felt good. He didn't move his hand for a moment, apparently still unsure if I was ...

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...