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The Dance, Final Chapter

I can't wait to get you into bed

She looked absolutely gorgeous as I turned to watch her walking slowly up the aisle on her father's arm, I had to stifle a grin as mum blew her nose and gripped Helen's mother's hand. Next to me, Danny whispered that she looked radiant and I smiled again. "Why don't you just say that she's fucking gorgeous?" I whispered. "You're in a church Lenny," he hissed back at me, "Have some...Read On

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The Hitchhiker--2

I will trade sex for a ride, room, and food

A mouth hungrily sucking my nipple and a hand pinching and pulling the other awakened me. I cracked one eye open, trying to orient myself as to where I was and who I was in bed with. There was a little light peeking through the curtains but not enough for me to see who I was in bed with, but then it hit me. I was on my way to California and had hitched a ride with a man name Dak, short...Read On

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The Real Legend of Sleepy Hollow: Part 2

Ichabod takes control over the wily Katrina

"Katrina, Brom, I'd like you to meet Ichabod Crane," Baltus said.   "At your service, my lady," said the tall, almost gaunt looking gentleman, as he took her hand in his and kissed it. The feeling of his lips on her was almost electric. Katrina lowered her eyes, demurely, her gaze settling on the rather large bulge in the stranger's britches. 'I wonder just how large he really is?'...Read On

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Cumming

I am naked on the bed, bringing myself to orgasm, while you watch.

I am face down on my bed. My hands are by my sides, palm upwards, my cheek and my bare breasts supporting my weight. The king size duvet is rolled onto the other side of my bed save for a small amount bunched under my crotch. My legs are parted, one poised and bent at right angles at the knee. I am panting and moaning as I grind myself against the bundle of bedding. "Aaah, ah, aah,...Read On

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H2 Oh! Part 1

Water delivery boy gets a surprise

Karen just finished her shower and spent a few minutes getting herself ready. It doesn't take much. She is a natural beauty, looks much younger than her 34 years. She puts some gel in her curly blond hair, finishes her make-up and pulled her robe closed. She walks into the bedroom expecting to see the laundry basket that she asked her husband to bring up and silently curses him when she sees...Read On

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The Sin

I was a zealous Catholic woman. The church was everything to me. I believed in God and was in church every day. I didn’t date anybody regularly. Maybe once in a while, I would go on a “blind” date. If the guy was cute, we had sex. If no, home and Netflix. Usually mass’ was boring. Sometimes I asked myself 'why am I here'? Then I saw him. I think God wanted to see my reaction because I had...Read On

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My Parents Neighbors Part Three: Spring Break and Beyond

Samantha asks Casey for a favor

Part Three: Spring Break and Beyond   The time between breaks crawled by. My parents called just before Spring break mentioning they had something important to discuss with me when I came home. It wasn't life-threatening, but we needed to make some time to talk. When I arrived home dad made a big speech. Apparently, the Carmichaels who had sold their house next door had an accident....Read On

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My Slut Training

How I became the sweet loving slut girlfriend I am today

It takes a lot of practice to be good at anything. For example, I started very young in mastering playing the piano, and now at twenty-five I’m pretty good. Maybe not concert-hall good, but I play flawlessly executed pieces every time. Likewise, being a good, sweet, and loving girlfriend (which I am for my current man) takes practice. Unlike the piano, though, there really isn’t any place...Read On

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Mo And Betty And Me

I meet two lovely ladies on holiday

I was just leaving the posh supermarket, having paid over the odds for a whole range of things from milk to organic broccoli. They got away with it because this was an affluent part of the island and also midway between the two main supermarkets, both of which sold good stuff at reasonable prices. But the fancy one was here, right in the heart of Simpson Bay, and didn’t require a road trip...Read On

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The Mistress Perspective

Questions about cheating form the perspective of a mistress

Everything you are about to read is based on true life events. Treat the feelings you find here with curiosity and respect. The woman could be your mom, your sister, your kid, your hair stylist. You never know what someone is going through; but it sure is fun to find out. It all started with a feeling. Or lack thereof. I was like every average mom and wiife: regular job, bills, chores. Except...Read On

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Gift From The Sea

Village folk save a man from drowning, but only one woman discovers his enormous secret.

The sky was blue-gray just then. Seagulls were doing an ungeometric dance in the air, trying to scavenge off pelicans that swooped into the water in bullet straight trajectories to swoop up fish in their ample bills. It was as though the denizens of the heavens were firing them off from divine sniper rifles, in order to contain fish populations. Seagulls were notorious thieves, and the...Read On

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The Girl And Her Man In The Club.

The young girl's first visit to the club turns out to be not quite what she had was expecting.

"Now you're eighteen, we can go together," the man said. "Where to?" the girl asked. "The club I told you about." "The club for couples?" "You remembered." She was sitting in just her bras and panties in front of the dresser mirror, readying herself for the birthday night treat he had promised her. She turned to him, her makeup only half done, "What kind of people are they — the...Read On

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Jen

Scorch

The bead of sweat hung from her brow for an indecisive second before falling to the floor. Heat was everywhere. Flames licked in the corner hearth, oppressive warmth building in the darkened room. Naked skin glistened as she hung facedown from the ropes, hogtied, legs spread, knees bent back. Her arms were crossed behind her back and tied at the wrists. She swung gently. Too slowly to get...Read On

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Welcome to Reality

Is this the real life?

I stare at my own reflection, still not convinced that that is really me. It’s not how I would usually picture myself; not how I usually saw myself. My eyes seem duller than usual. The hair on my head not quite so lush and verdant, but more hair than I’m used to everywhere else. My chest somehow thinner and not as toned. And, as my eyes roam down the reflection, I don’t quite recognise my...Read On

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To Russia With Lust: Chapter Seven

The Orient Express

Sarah turned, blushing. She might well blush. To be discovered by me with her hands probing a naked Emm’s asshole required, shall we say, some explanation. It was typical of the ever-cheerful Emm that her response was: ’Hi, Pix, do you like our hair?’ I can’t say that, as she was nude, with her ass in my wife’s hands, her hair was the focus of my attention. I did, however, notice her...Read On

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The Grimoire - Part 7 Catherine the Great

Before she was Catherine, she was Sophie; an inexperienced woman with much to learn.

After our trip to see Bertie (Henry VII), Agnes and I took a break. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that we had limits on our sexual escapades, but we probably didn’t have Bertie’s zeal for sex twenty-four hours a day. That man’s sexual appetites were inexhaustible. Agnes and I regained our happy domesticity and spent blissful days in each other’s company. I spent some time at my computer...Read On

Heaven Sent, Chapter 2

How many chances does a man get to take the cherry of a REAL angel?

Etan smiled as he pulled the edges of her robe apart. Alexia sucked in a breath as the cool room air hit her now exposed body. Etan looked at the woman laying open in front of him. His eyes scanned the soft face, the full firm breasts, capped with nipples hard and erect with excitement. His eyes then moved lower to her flat belly and finally the soft, dark, hair neatly trimmed into an...Read On

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Don't I Know You?

Vic meets his cyber lover in the flesh

I walked up to the receptionist and introduced myself. "Hello," I said. "I'm Victor Jones. I have a four-thirty meeting with Denise Mitchell." She smiled back. "Just a moment, sir." She dialled and extension on her phone and announced my presence to Denise on the other end. She hung up. "Ms. Mitchell will be right with you." "Thank you very much," I replied. I went and sat down in a...Read On

Cleopatra, the Cat and the Orgy.

An unplanned meeting leads to a new obsession and a party where anything goes.

It was not the purpose of the masqued ball to engage anonymously. Many of the guests had known each other from childhood and most would be instantly recognized by the rest of the company. The point of the masquerade was not to be anonymous but to be given license to behave as if one was anonymous, as if the social order was entirely dissolved. At the masquerade, king and commoner...Read On

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Strict Schooling 3

Riding School discipline is laced with hot sex

Miss Winters bent the riding crop between her hands with a small smile. Not far short of a yard of braided leather its tapered end carried a head an inch square. One of a number made to her specifications, the instrument was intended not for horses, but for its role in Riding School discipline. Highly flexible, it carried a bite designed to bring a wayward girl sharply to heel. And one such...Read On

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The Dance, chapter eight.

"What did you say you did with your panties?"

I slipped a hand down into her minuscule panties, and she gasped as a finger slid easily into her wetness. "Did you sodomize her Lenny?" she asked, her voice just a whisper in my mouth. "Tell me you did darling." "She loved it," I whispered softly. "She fucking loved my cock right up her bottom." "That's what I want," she said as she squirmed under my finger. "I want it all the way into...Read On

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Just Another Day

It was just another day...

It was a day like any other day. I was driving home after work like all the other days in my life. Only, I was going home to an empty house. ~~~~~ Ten months ago... has it been ten months already. Ten months ago was the darkest day in my life. It was like any other day, I was happy to be going home to my wife. We had been married for five years. No kids yet, but we both wanted kids....Read On

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What If You Were Me?

What would you think if you were single and your love was still married?

I have told you before that the one thing me and my husband usually did well was sex. Not usually passionate, or long lasting, but we managed to get the job done. If I had stayed with him, and you had left her instead, I wonder how you would handle that. Would you be an emotional nutcase also? Would you constantly dream of throwing yourself off a cliff into a raging flooded river below? ...Read On

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Not What I Was Expecting

Expecting oral sex and going to a new level.

For years I had sought cock in adult bookstores. Whenever I was on the road, the first thing I would do when I checked into my motel was to grab the yellow pages and look for an adult bookstore in that town. I was not interested in meeting guys outside of a bookstore. An anonymous cock coming through a hole in the wall, a pair of lips and tongue or a finger beckoning me to stick my cock...Read On

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Sultana (Chapter 5 - Serpents)

In the first quarter of the dawn, when the orange disk of the sun was only half visible, a soldier from the northern contingent of the army came with urgent news. He had been riding all night, because of the urgency of his report. He  The serpents had attacked the northern security post, appearing from what had been Persian territory. Their envoys to Persia hadn’t returned yet, and they...Read On

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Falling Off Her Pedestal: When the Girl of Your Dreams Turns out to be an Anal Slut.

Greg learns that when dreams come true they invariably arrive loaded with baggage.

She was waiting at the bus stop when I spotted her through the clear arch of glass that the wipers repeatedly cleared of snow. From a distance, and through the glass, she had the appearance of a tiny figure in some cheap snow-scene trinket. If the traffic had not been so slow, the snow-hushed rush hour a gruelling stop-start, I probably would not have noticed her at all. It was not just...Read On

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Peaches

Peaches, young hot and seductive asks Mark for a favour.

The taxi rolled slowly along the tree-lined street in suburbia. I watched kids bicycling and grown-ups setting up BBQs or lounging in the warm sunlight. It was a Sunday in July, and I had been gone for almost two years. Two long dusty years I had spent with my wife in a hell hole in Africa. We were both freelancers and had decided to fly over to report on the situation. The first eighteen...Read On

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My Parents Neighbors Part Two: Winter Break and Home Again

Casey and Marion have a talk

I breezed through finals, packed up my things and gave away perishables to those who had to remain on campus during the break. My parents had booked a first class seat for me on an early morning Saturday flight. I arrived home exhausted around dinner time due to the long drive from SFO. I didn't see Marion or Samantha until Monday when they were backing out of their driveway to go work...Read On

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The Yellow Book Fantasies, Ch. 4: Ms. Jackson, I Am For Real

Chad Dupree befriends a dancer. It eventually turns into lust...

Have you ever had a real, genuine friendship with the opposite sex? That happened to me once or twice. Her name was Olivia Jackson. I formally met in my sophomore year of high school. We were both sixteen at the time we met. However, I was not the only one watching her.   I was in lunch talking to my best friend, Paul (who is just as much of a horn dog as I am, if not more) about girls and...Read On

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To Russia with lust: chapter six

The past reaches out, as the present gets darker and the future more uncertain.

Ekaterina’s launch sped us across the expanses of the Black Sea speedily, at least until we approached the narrows of the Strait. I confess that the delights passed me by, as unlike Sarah and Emm, I suffered from sea-sickness. Emm took a huge delight in the whole business, and her one complaint was that she would not be in Transylvania sooner. ’Silly EU sanctions. I want to be a slave,...Read On