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Susan helps me get back into CFNM, and then some.

Given the opportunity to be a naked waiter, I lose all inhibitions and give the ladies an experience

So far, in my relations with Susan, only she has been the exhibitionist. This continued shortly after our return from our holiday down the coast. Since I was going back to work after a three week break the following Monday, I asked two of my male reports to drop by after work on Friday to brief me on issues that had arisen, or had continued, during my absence. When they arrived, before I...Read On

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Beautiful Nightmare (Part 1)

Is this a sweet dream? Or a beautiful nightmare?

Growing up, I never had a proper father figure. My mom would bring home guys and none would stay for more than a week. They were just casual hook ups and one night stands. My mother's lack of love didn't only affect her, but it affected me as well. She was an independent woman, but I wouldn't call her strong. Because she never tried. She lived as if she didn't have a child. I recall being...Read On

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Naked Town, Naked Lives, Ch. IV: Delores loses it

Delores ties up Leslie to make love to her--big mistake.

  A few moments later, they heard Guy's car start. Delores looked up at Leslie and smiled one of those smiles, lips pressed shut, which looks more like chagrin. "Well, I came dressed up and groomed for our 'first date'—took me an hour—and here I am naked on your living room floor with semen on my nose." Her embarrassment brought Leslie back to the reality of the situation. Although she...Read On

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Storm Pirate

Tsunami touches

Lapping and sucking on her delicate folds, sweet oils smear my face while her thighs thrust and hands grab me. This is my paradise - until I'm interrupted and fierce anger erupts through my pent up torso. "Captain! Captain! Come quick, the storm is too much." "Damn fools.”  Barking out my orders, the mainsail is reset and I correct our course, setting Hades Mermaid's bow to directly face...Read On

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The Journey

The best thing about driving is being the one in control.

I pulled into the long, tree-lined driveway of her rural home around 10pm. She was standing in the rain, it had only been five minutes since I ordered her by text to wait outside wearing nothing but the plain white T-shirt I'd left for her with my scent on, but she was clearly soaked through and freezing. Her nipples were glaringly apparent, even in the dark and through the tinted windows of...Read On

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Male Writer Seeks Female Reader

Let my words enter you

Hello. Have you ever read a story that begins with this word? I am sure that you will have read many stories about a man and a woman. Have you ever read a story that is about you and me? I am equally certain that you haven’t, so please let me write one for you. I hope that you are at home, for that is a much more intimate place for us to be together. So if you aren’t at home and you can...Read On

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The Rest of the Story

Joyce discovers that her client is not what she expected; the rest of the story

My name is Joyce and I operate an online service called Dirty Dommes. It’s an ideal way to make a lot of coin treating (primarily) men like shit and degrading and humiliating them with little or no sex involved. I’m very selective with my clients and the fee largely depends upon how needy (or ugly) they might be. I’m five foot, nine inches tall, auburn red hair and dark brown eyes. I...Read On

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Jenny’s Guardian Angel

Jenny has a Guardian angel

Jenny had a hard life, at a young age her mother passed away due to complications with cancer, which in turn made her father ill. At the age of sixteen, she had built up a wall, a defence mechanism. Not many people were able to get through to her. Because this she didn’t have many friends, and the friends she did have were mostly in her head. It was the night of her sixteenth birthday,...Read On

Here Cums Santa Claus!

She has a plan to end Christmas... will she succeed?

Introduction: This is a "Challenge Story" given to me by my friend Poppet. She sent me the cover pic and challenged me to make a story around it! Although Christmas has passed, I wanted to let all my readers see how I accepted this challenge! I hope you like it! :) * * * * * It was that time of year again. Outside, the ground was covered in a flawless blanket of white, the trees...Read On

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Kompromat

A Russian operative must sexually compromise an American businessman in Moscow

"Your order is to compromise him, not to kill him.” Sergei looked at me through his bushy eyebrows as he pushed a thick folder across his desk to me. “Don't make that mistake again, Tatiana." I shook my head. I hated it when Sergei brought up The Incident. It had been over two years, which is a lifetime in our business. He was a politician from Belgrade; a senior member of the...Read On

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At thirty thousand feet. Chapter 6

Matthew's ride in first class.

I was sitting in my seat, falling in and out of consciousness. The girls all seemed busy with things and they only seemed to come to me to give me drinks or snacks. Mya seemed to be busy with the pilot a lot. I guess they had sex with the pilot and co-pilot as much as they did with me. I was surprised that Evelin or Amanda didn’t seem to want to play with me. After all, Evelin did get me...Read On

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Mariana Part 1 (Shopping)

Mariana was confused, embarrassed, scared, and not just a little aroused as she sat there in the shoe shop. She was nearly shaking from the combination of so many different feelings.  Derek was sitting opposite her, only a short distance away. He accepted the shoes from the VERY eager clerk, who she noticed took the opportunity AGAIN to peak up her skirt. The overt display shocked her....Read On

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Summer Seminar-part 4

More fun with Les

We are pretty busy for the next couple of weeks but still manage to get in a threesome once in a while. One night, though, I wake and see Les and Travis sucking each other’s cock. For some reason, probably jealousy, my eyes start to tear up and I bury my face in the pillow, sobbing like a baby. When I stop, I feign sleep and they’re none the wiser. I think about that often in the classroom...Read On

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Passion

My apologies to Hans Christian Andersen and Looking Glass

Zee walked into the bar like she owned it. Like she owned it and wanted to burn it down. She strode over to the pretty, green-eyed bartender without acknowledging the five men gawking at her. "Where is she?" Zee demanded. "You know, if you gave me your cell phone number I could call you when she comes in," said the bartender. Zee usually liked the tease in her voice but tonight, she was...Read On

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My Journey To The Wild Side Part Three

My story continues.

I went to town after my gym session and bought my white sexy lingerie, then I went to an adult store and bought myself a vibrator. I used it three times that afternoon and I loved the sensation of having my clit massaged. I straightened my bedroom, hoping that Dave would be in there again that evening, and I intentionally left my new toy on display on my nightstand. I bathed and dressed in...Read On

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The Watercolor: Chapter One

She loved and preserved that painting for years. Here's her story of why...

It was a crisp autumn day and Morgan sat outside on her front porch. She sat in her old rocking chair wrapped in her favorite dark green cardigan feeling the wind blow through the porch and hitting her face softly. It was days like these that she would sit and remember an impossible dream that she once thought of all too often. She was much older now, not nearly as pretty with wrinkles on...Read On

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The True Tale of Tam Lin

A chance encounter in an enchanted forest ends up exactly how you'd expect.

    O all you ladies young and gay,     Who are so sweet and fair,     Do not go into Chaster’s wood,     For Tomlin will be there.     From some he takes their golden rings,     Some left without a thread!     Those lucky girls run naked home:     he left their maidenhead! The late Autumn breeze stirs the trees around me as I urge my palfrey into a canter. I love to ride: the familiar...Read On

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Fresh Look on Love

When you start listening to your heart, instead of your mind, you find what really matters, love.

The night was about to be perfect. My husband and I were in New York City. It was our first trip after having a baby, and we were going to relax. I had been hesitant on the trip. I didn't want to leave the baby, and this was the city that started his post traumatic depression.  Our marriage was on rocks. I was fighting hard to stay married, but knew eventually I was going to move on. I lived...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier - Entry Two

Another diary passage from Melinda...

January 17th Dear Diary, Another week has gone by now and today I read through his letters again.  I cannot seem to stop myself from looking at all his mementos either. My mind is swimming with all the times we shared and how much fun we had. I still cannot understand why I was not good enough. I keep playing back through to see what it was that I did wrong and I could have given him...Read On

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Finally Home, part 2

The mostly true continuation.

«More??» That’s what the note said. I slumped back into my seat. This was just one of the notes she had written before. She must have dropped it when she hurried to pick up her things and leave. More?? Yes, please. But she was gone, and this was a big train. No point in trying to find her, especially if she didn’t want to be found. It was a fun game, but now it was over. Let it go. I...Read On

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Our Love Story — Part 2

Chapter 4 – Our Marriage and Honeymoon After that weekend we started dating regularly. Sometimes we would go to a concert, or take in a show, followed by dinner at a nice restaurant. At others we would just walk in the park hand in hand, just like a pair of teenagers. We didn't move in together for some time, but would either spend the night together at her place or mine. Our love...Read On

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Names

A glimpse into a blurring "relationship".

The fire crackled in the corner, filling the room with a heady mix of wood smoke and vanilla. The curtains were drawn, protecting them from the cold, dark night outside. In the same armchair, a couple sat watching the flames flicker and spark in the stove. The man was dressed in soft pyjama bottoms and a black t-shirt. The girl, cradled in his lap, wore only the rope-cuffs he’d tied around...Read On

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The Don has a booboo

never bite on the Don's cock

In a well-lit room in the back of the house were where they were sitting. Don Mateo Troia sat behind his large oak desk. His family was true to his name. He had become the head of his la Familia by pimping hookers on the streets of the west coast. He had many brothels under his protection from the top of Washington all the way down to the bottom of California.   He had made a name for...Read On

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Our Love Story — Part 1

Prologue From a purely personal point of view, happiness is extremely difficult to describe. We are either happy or we are unhappy, and it seems that there is little we can do, however hard we may strive, to make ourselves happy. The story I am going to tell, is about two people, and how they eventually found happiness. Before the events described here, if they had thought about it,...Read On

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The Heartbreak Diaries: Melinda Chevalier

A passage from the diary of Melinda Chevalier...

January 10th   Dear Diary,  I am missing him. Again. It has been a few weeks since I last heard his voice and my heart aches to hear it again right now. I feel a deep sadness and it has fully taken hold of me today. I feel almost desperate to hear his laughter and be the one to bring him joy. I want to hear all about his day and have long conversations on subjects we have discussed...Read On

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One With Nature

The term "Tree hugger" that's a step forward.

There once was a girl name Lauren, she cared for all the plants and animals. She couldn't bring herself to think of the animals being trapped in cages, tortured, then slaughtered without knowing the joys of life.  This is why she made the decision to become vegan. One day Lauren was sitting in her garden tending to her friend the garlic. She had grown all of her plants from seeds, therefore...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier- Entry Three

Another diary entry from Melinda Chevalier....

Dear Diary, I had a dream about him. A most shocking and painful dream. In it, we were so close to one another. I was coming to visit him, to see him and the excitement I had felt in this dream matched the excitement I once felt before. The love, the laughter and all the happiness and hope he brought me all tangled into one blissful feeling as I dreamt of riding in a cab to reach him....Read On

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Reunion In Madrid

Fate ordained they would meet again

Bella sat expectantly astride one of the iron roof trusses high up in the roof of Madrid's Atocha rail terminus. Far below, passengers were filing off the sleeper train which had just arrived from Paris. She scanned the tiny figures in search of Professor Maurice Kershaw and his wife Ursula. Bella knew they were on this train, as she had spotted their names on the passenger manifest in the...Read On

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Jacqui's Wedding, Chapter 1

Michelle and I travel to Jacqui's wedding

It was hard for me to believe that in just a week Jacqui was getting married. I couldn’t believe it was arriving so quickly. I was more than a little afraid of my emotions watching her being married to another man, when I knew I was still in love with her. There wasn’t a thing I could do about it though. We’d both known from the beginning that she and I had no long-term future together. ...Read On

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It Was Late. Martin's View.

Wife lives out husband's fantasy

It was late. The air was damp with the smell of the storm. Raindrops hung from the branches like teardrops. I glanced again at the clock: 1.15 am. It was five hours since you left. You said you would be home by twelve. My cock ached from the weight of the cage wrapped around it. I had promised not to masturbate but you did not believe me. You looked fabulous when you went. The black...Read On