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Wild Hibiscus - Three is not a Crowd

With Brigitte's encouragement, Harry begins to take control.

“Are you hot?” Nodding, I fanned myself with my Panama hat, the heatwave showed no signs of easing up after two long weeks.  Its burden felt heavy like a winter coat and made me lethargic.  I yearned to be naked and at the naturist beach.  Presently, it was off limits, the sun and sand conspired to create an inferno.  Whilst having the chateau to ourselves, the stuffy air would not...Read On

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How Lush helped me cum

My thanks to a certain moderator are expressed here

I should have been looking forward to it. A Bank Holiday weekend and my girlfriend, Nell, was coming up to join me. I hadn’t seen her for nearly a month, as her work takes her abroad. We’d had plenty of sexting, and I’d wanted to be hot for her. I’d woken feeling a bit flat. Like I was when I was a little girl and Christmas was coming, but then it all fell flat. The anticipation was better...Read On

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My First Night in Tenerife

A dinner party thrown by my hosts on my first night in Tenerife rather sets the tone of my stay!

A dinner party on my first night with Dave and Claire was a bit of a surprise, but then, they did have an active social life on the Island. I'd been so pleased to accept their invitation to stay for a week or two. Since Gill left me, life had been a little mundane, to say the least, so some time with old friends in the warm sun was something I was not going to let go by. Gill and I had met...Read On

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Taken

How did I end up here?

My sexual deviancy knew no bounds and had, by now, taken control. I was merely a passenger in an un-halting ride that I had no control over. One wet Sunday I was in a club I had started to go to, a sweaty little basement venue that struggled to free itself from a rank odour of urine and stale sweat. I was standing at the small pop up bar, naked except for black workman's boots and my cock...Read On

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Adventures in Swinging, Ch. 09: Carpooling With Dominic

Kathleen finds a new playmate, which means Joe becomes a hotwife's "stud."

His name was Dominic. Although he wasn’t technically a co-worker of Kathleen’s, he worked on the security team within the same building. He was in his late-fifties – sixteen years older than my wife. Kathleen’s job at the time required her to spend a good deal of time with the security team. As the team was comprised almost entirely of men, she attracted quite a bit of their attention. ...Read On

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Body Politic 2

A holiday after the campaign.

Barbara had come to me after my night with Libby and Delphine.  She'd come out of the shower and there she was with her strappy poking out of her silk sleep shorts.   “Get over here then, Babs has something for you.” She stroked her dildo lasciviously. “Lift that gorgeous nighty and let me see you.”   I lifted it and she urged me closer with a wiggle of her finger. When I was in reach...Read On

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Acing your Punishments - Chapter 1

Corporal punishment is reintroduced in the US during President Ace's second term

President Ace, as he commenced his second term, signed an executive order under which corporal punishment was reinstated in all public schools in the United States. Schools were given great latitude in implementing the change; the only way for parents to object was to remove their children from the school in question and enrolling them either in a private school or in a school with a less...Read On

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Pay Rise

I have a little discussion with my boss...

So let me give you my background. I’m going to call myself Beth, because multiple pen names are confusing. If you're not familiar with me, I’m in my mid-twenties with brown hair, brown eyes, flat stomach, a nice tight arse and 32E bust. I’m a secretary in a growing haulage company in Wales. A few months after I graduated my dad managed to get me this job.  I have a thing for the idea of...Read On

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Babs

Just a one-off seduction and fling?

‘Babs!’ She looked in her mid-teens, but I knew differently - I had been at the Café on the day she came of age… twenty-one. Given the way she looked, tall and very willowy, I doubt she wore a bra and never displayed a VPL, so almost certainly wore a thong. Certainly she had an ass that was perfect.  Eye wateringly, dribblingly so.  Oh! And she flirted, outrageously. With everyone....Read On

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I’m So Glad I Stopped Saying No

How I met my girlfriend

I was eighteen and it was my first day in college. I went to my English class. This girl with long red hair sat next to me. Then I went to my biology class, and the only empty seat was next to that same redhead. Philosophy class was in a big lecture hall. A few minutes into the lecture, I noticed this same girl seated right in front of me. I was headed to the campus cafeteria for lunch,...Read On

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Unexpected Thailand Massage

A strange encounter

                   I was twenty-eight, single, and returning home from a wedding at a South East Asian resort. I had a couple of days before my flight to return home. So I took the scenic bus tour to get back to the airport so I could then fly home. The trip was over two days, with a stopover at a provincial town.               Accommodation was fine, at a fairly cheap clean hotel, but...Read On

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The Dog Did It!

When boredom invades the mind, body, & soul of a retired gentleman...

Once upon a day, there lived a libidinous retired seafaring salt named, Mr. Peter Johnson. PJ was an older man, mid-to-late sixties, they guessed, but it did not matter. They didn’t care. Nor were they mindful of his marriage. Neither was he. Playing with Mr. Johnson’s peter was their sole affection. Yes, PJ was early on, assigned an unfortunate name, but through the years, it served him well....Read On

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The Mysterious Stranger

Mam and I have lived alone ever since Da died. I remember that day almost twenty five years ago as it were yesterday; there was a terrible storm and Da was outside fixing the tarpaulins covering the hay bales when a freak gust of wind uprooted the ancient oak tree beside the barn. Da was crushed under timbers from the barn and died a few hours later in hospital from his internal injuries. No...Read On

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Autumn blossom: the betrayal?

This is the sixth part of the story, and the plot, and other things, thicken

The bus stop in Beaumont Street was crowded.  The U5 was late, and the commuters out to the Business Park were all consulting their phones. Kate was restless. We’d risen a bit late, but I had managed to make her coffee and rustle up a croissant, rather rushing myself, so she had the time to get ready. It was a big day for her, and it was important that she was rested. As a good wife to be,...Read On

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Shedding My Inhibitions, Part II

Discovering a second coed sauna and meeting two brothers

Time Out Baths were the most fun in Boulder, even if it was the trashier of the coed nude hot tub places.  The place that was a little more upscale was located on Spruce Street, and I cannot remember the name.  This place was cleaner, had facilities segregated by gender, but still fun! They had a men’s locker room and a women’s locker room.  Hot tubs were either rented for your private party...Read On

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Ainsely 19

The ship gets righted... for the moment.

Jack and I are sitting in our little car, packed to the ceiling, driving back to Carolina. My mom already looked into some classes that I can use toward my Louisville program, that is if I decide to stay with it. I'll be with my folks, enjoy the Country Club lifestyle for a while and get to see my hubby on weekends when he gets away from the training assignment he's here for. My hubby,......Read On

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Moving On Part 1 of 3

Just how crazy do you have to be to believe in lust and love?

I'd like to think that I own a reliable car. Sure, it's more than ten years old, and it does have more than one hundred and fifty thousand miles on it, but it always starts and it doesn't burn oil. I was surprised as hell when it suddenly just quit running for no reason. I was driving along on a back country road, and it just quit. I saw a good place to pull off the road, so I let it coast for...Read On

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Just Simon

Being a teacher is not easy, and when Mrs. Hoper learns about Simon's secret, she is shocked.

I looked out over the class room and noted the clicks of students. Jocks, nerds, goths, the pretty girls, the ugly girls, and then there was Simon. Simon was special, neither a nerd, nor a jock, he was just Simon. Water combed hair neatly parted and that day he wore a light blue collared shirt under a cute little dark blue vest. A gold loop in his left earlobe and he wore flannel pants and...Read On

Weekend Hookup, Chapter 2

Olivia had bought herself a new toy and this was the perfect chance to try it out!

Olivia did not make her wait for long before the journey resumed. When Olivia moved lower down between Jennifer’s spread legs, she raised one so that Olivia could duck under her knees and they then could rest on the older woman’s shoulders. Looking between her breasts and down her body, Jennifer saw the top of a head, covered with long platinum blonde hair, and a smiling pale face that...Read On

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Substitute Wives Part 2

Wives swap to go on business trip with husbands the other story

Steve picked up Lauren and headed to the airport. “I can’t believe you talked Jenni into this,” Steve said as they drove to the airport. "It wasn’t as hard as you think. I think your wife has a little more of a wild side than you want to admit. It didn’t take that much convincing. I figured if she agreed she would have put more rules than just no intercourse,” Lauren said. “I thought she...Read On

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relaxing day off

I play with the tree trimmer

It's such a rare occasion that I find myself alone for the day like last Friday that I have to take advantage of it.  My usual days off are spent running errands, playing chauffeur for my two kids, and an endless list of equally tedious chores.  But last week, by chance, I found myself alone for the entire day. I decided it had been too long since I treated myself to a day of relaxation....Read On

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A Weekend to Remember…

He's getting in on the action…

A girlfriend, Susann, and I both were sixteen. We were in the same grade and in the same classes in school, and she came home with me one Friday afternoon in order to spend the weekend with me. We were together in the living room of my house, both naked, lying on the floor on some throw pillows masturbating together as we often did, when my stepbrother, who’s a year older than us, caught us...Read On

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A lap-dance for the ladies

Hey girls, come on in. Just the three of you, right? The lovely bride-to-be and her two bridesmaids; you having fun on your hen night, sweetie? It's Abigail, isn't it? Oh, Abi, sorry – much better. And your two hot friends… Milly and Sam – great. Lovely to meet you all and I'm so glad you've decided to come here to Evelyn's private room for a special treat you'll never forget. I...Read On

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Autumn blossom: the power of love

In which Kate and Cath are toasted

As I made the coffee the following morning, my mind wandered back. Reading Jess’s story had triggered a powerful submissive response, but Summer’s account of using my Kate had taken it much further. With many women, perhaps most (who knew?) the idea of their loved one being used by another would have aroused jealousy or disgust; it had just aroused me. There was danger down that route. It...Read On

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Wife In Training - Part 3 (The Finale)

He stroked his cock furiously as his wife moaned in ecstasy riding his step-daughter's fingers.

The smell of lavender and Epsom salt filled the steamy bathroom. Stephanie guided Jas to the double sized Jacuzzi tub and secretly loathed what she knew she needed to do. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Jasmine; there wasn’t anything to dislike. She was stunningly beautiful: her soft glowing mocha skin, her brown eyes sparkled every time she saw her new husband (aka Stephanie’s Daddy), her...Read On

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My First Nude Beach Adventure

First nude beach adventure. (Part 1)

My husband (Roger) and I are not swingers, but we are exhibitionists.  He loves to show me off to other men, especially at the beach.  We live in Europe, so he insists on me going topless and wearing only a tiny thong to sunbathe in.  My husband likes to see the effect I have on other men. This is a true story that took place on the beautiful Greek island of Skiathos.  I am a little...Read On

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My Girlfriend's Dad, Part VI

Following up on my encounter at the mall

Driving home from the mall I got to thinking about what I had done in less than a week: I’d had sex with three guys, including my best friend, a total stranger and my girlfriend’s father, and one woman, my girlfriend’s mother. It seemed like the only person I hadn’t had sex with recently was my girlfriend. I hadn’t seen much of Jenny in the last two or three weeks. She had gone to the beach...Read On

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Cafe in the Rain

Pushing the coffee cup away, she rests her head on his shoulder. Her eyes close, shutting out the bustle of the busy café as she snuggles against him with a contented sigh. Her eyelids flutter as she's jolted by his arm, sliding around her back, drawing her close. They open fully when he kisses her forehead. Smiling, she tilts her face, looks up at him and gazes into his eyes. She stretches...Read On

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Shard 80.2: Sideways

“I take it all for you,” she gasped. “Anything to please you.”

Ghosts filled the air surrounding them. She lay on her back, sideways to the mattress so that her head bent back at the edge of the bed as if on a hinge. In their minds, her wrists were bound to the bedframe with rope. One of their self-conjured ghosts stood at her face, fucking her mouth. In the nominally more real world, her hands were free, and she held a large and realistic dildo in...Read On

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6.10 Express to St Pancras

From commuting to fucking: Ross and Claire find the commute definitely worth it

  At 6:10 in the morning, I stand on the platform in St Albans waiting for the same train, waiting to sit in the same seat with the same tired, grey faces. Monday through Friday, every day the same. The seats are a weird green-bluish colour darkened by grease and grime.  God, I hate commuting.  One morning, huddled inside my overcoat as the train approaches, a blonde woman runs up and...Read On