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Wine and The Husband of my Sister's Best Friend

When a casual acquaintance becomes more than casual

Steve was the husband of the best friend of my sister, Jenn. I always did my best to keep my relationships professional and platonic, especially when it came to my family and family friends. There is an old saying that “familiarity breeds contempt” and while I was not as familiar with Steve as I would like to have been, our casual run-ins in our community, always spiked my interest in...Read On

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Riviera Rave Sex Vacation (Part 4- finale)

The after party after the party

It had to be Ecstasy or something like it that Karine had kissed into our mouths at the club. I'm an all night partier, but I should have been passed out on the blurry limo ride that returned us to the villa. Instead, I was still completely on fire. It seemed everyone was. The six of us were all in various states of undress. Our hands and mouths wandered lazily to whomever was closest. We...Read On

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Fidelity Ch 01

Matthew punishes Laura for her infidelity, again.

Author's note : This is a followup to Butterfly Effects. I didn't like how the second chapter of that story played out, so I hid it and rewrote it from scratch. Laura has reasons for doing what she did and I wanted to do Laura's story right. Now it seems it will take a novella to get it right. I hope you like it. “Look, last night did not go like I planned,” I said to Matthew, who sat...Read On

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The Perks of Military Command - Part III

Making teamwork count with nubile basic training recruits

Being in charge of an Army training cadre has it perks. As a company commander, I could pretty much get anything I wanted. The most rewarding aspect, was seeing individuals working together, to form a team and accomplishing things as a group, things they could never accomplish as an individual. Getting through basic training is no easy task. Drill instructors are taught to break a person...Read On

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The Perks of Military Command- Part II

An Army recruit gets her well deserved punishment

As the commander over an Army training cadre, an assignment I didn’t want or seek, I had to deal with a host of disciplinary issues from time to time. I had to be fair in the administering of military justice and insure our main goal of teamwork and producing a well trained soldier remained centrist to everything we did. After disciplining two female recruits that had been caught in...Read On

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The Perks of Military Command

Two Army recruits get well deserved punishments

I am a company commander in a US Army training cadre and my first sergeant brought me a very unique issue. Two female trainees had been caught sleeping together. I reminded “Top” of the Army policy of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”. My first sergeant is an old school Army trooper. He bleeds red, white and blue and he is a no-nonsense, “don’t give me a load of crap” combat-proven type of guy. So...Read On

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Sleight of Hand

A fill-in assistant experiences a different kind of magic behind the scenes.

Jenna arrived to the studio about five minutes early, or as she liked to put it, on time. The door slammed behind her from the wind and silenced the cacophony of the street outside leaving nothing in the quiet but the click of her heels. At the end of the first floor hallway were a set of narrow steps. She climbed them to the third floor and entered the first door on the left, a red one...Read On

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Frat Party Slut

Kelly isn't usually the life of the party, but tonight's different.

I wish I could blame it on the alcohol. Sure I had a handful drinks at the party that night, but by the time my clothes came off I felt completely sober. I don’t know why I did it. It just sort of happened. I just went to the party to get rid off some stress. Between a week of tests, multiple research papers and a messy breakup the week before Valentine’s Day, I need to blow off some steam. ...Read On

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Meeting The Wolf

Making a dream come true.

I took a deep breath and once again flattened the nonexistent wrinkles of my little red hood costume. I know it’s an awful cliché to wear a little red hood costume when I’m trying to meet The Wolf , but, hey, a girl has to use all the weapons she has, right? And somehow it seemed appropriate. “Ready?” Laura asked me, giving me an encouraging smile. “As ready as I’ll ever be!” We...Read On

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Insatiable

Amanda invites a friend over while her boyfriend is at work for some very kinky fun.

Amanda’s eyes opened to greet the morning sun peering through the cracks in the horizontal blinds. She let out a long cat-like yawn as she stretched her arms out over her head, feeling several cracks emanating from her tired joints. Glancing over, she noticed her boyfriend stirring from his slumber as well. Feeling the soft fabric of the bed sheets gliding over her nipples, her body tingled...Read On

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A Scarred Wonderland

Don't believe what you see. Nothing is as it seems. Or is it?

I. Giant, multicolored sails litter the rolling turquoise waves of the Pacific. From this distance, they’re like flecks of paper mache swaying back and forth in the wind, waving little goodbyes as they drift farther and farther out. There’s a hard metallic clank as the hatch locks into place. “All set,” a twanging southern voice calls out. In the mirror, a slim shape in a tank top...Read On

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Primal Urge

Working as a prostitute to make ends meet.

  Prologue The term “ Primal Urge ” brings up various sexual connotations. Acclaimed science fiction writer, Brian Aldiss, penned his science fiction novel titled “ The Primal Urge ” in 1961. The novel was a satire on sexual reserve where society had to wear headbands known as emotion registers. These emotion registers glow when the wearer experiences sexual attraction. ...Read On

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Little Perversions

Babydoll finds her ultimate freedom by indulging in the hardcore.

The city is lonely and my bedside table is in disarray. Cherry cola fizzes in a champagne flute. A ragged copy of Albert Camus’ The Fall holds a position of importance in place of a Bible. It’s bookmarked at Jean-Baptiste’s recollection of that warm autumn night by the River Seine. I like to reread that passage when I can’t sleep. Next to it, there’s a half-smoked joint in a vintage...Read On

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The Journey of Mrs. Small

A vicar's wife's embarks on a journey from vanilla to hardcore.

You could have heard a pin drop as he stepped through the church hall doorway. One moment there was the almost deafening sounds of the hustle and bustle of the busy parish summer bring and buy sale and the next moment complete silence. People stopped in their tracks and turned and stared at him; it was almost as if Old Nick himself had entered the room, desecrating holy ground. But it wasn’t...Read On

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Laney Scoops the City

How far will a sexy young journalist go to land her story?

Laney Travers walked down the ill-lit corridor and paused outside the doorway to her virtue's doom. Apartment twenty-nine again. Heaven help this well-raised girl. Well, maybe not Heaven ... Mike's voice sounded in her head: “News – real news – is what someone doesn’t want you to know, Laney sweetheart. The rest is fuckin’ propaganda. Keep searchin’ for truth among the bullshit....Read On

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Inpatient Care

When the hospital facade bears the family name, is it too much to expect exceptional care?

"Happy Birthday!" the nurses cheered as he stepped off the private elevator. Completely surprised, Howdy threw his hands in the air, "Well I'll be... I completely forgot. Thank all of you so much." All but one of the gorgeous faces in the small crowd, huddled around, giving him warm hugs, kisses and a couple even slipped in birthday gropes. Most had been on staff for a several years,...Read On

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Fantasy and Reality

Sandra experiences her fantasy; Michael faces reality

The conversation was not that unusual; we talked about sex all the time. It was where we were having the discussion that made it atypical: at dinner, before a warm, crackling fire, at an old colonial Inn, surrounded by a dozen other diners. It was our six month anniversary. We celebrated with an evening out and a quiet dinner; me in a suit and tie, Sandra in a little black, cum-fuck-me...Read On

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Wilson House visit

Virginia's birthday wish is made true.

“Happy Birthday, to you, Happy Birthday, to you …” the group sings. Virginia then blows out her candles, and a cheer erupts. Hugs and kisses are exchanged with the birthday girl. There is a mix of family and friends, numbering about 15 people. This is the big one: Virginia is now 18 years old. This means that she is now a legal adult. With this milestone, she now can purchase alcohol and...Read On

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Knowing one's place

A French sexual therapist applies her alternative methods to a new patient

A flush of crimson momentarily embraced the clinical white of the top floor office walls, as the deep red sunset flooded through the large glass windows. Perched in the comfortable white leather armchair, Camille Montsarde listened attentively, giving only the occasional nod so as to encourage her patient to continue. Her head was tilted subtly to one side, the weight of which was supported...Read On

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I Am A Slut

The story of a Slut.

I am a Slut. I’ve known it from the first time I ever saw a cock. It gave me a thrill I’d never had before, a tingling through my entire body. When I saw my first cock I knew that I wanted it inside me, to suck it, to be filled by it. I’ve always looked older than my age, I think that’s why boys were always attracted to me and were always hitting on me. The thrill was even better when I...Read On

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My Gift of Me

Hardcore with a twist of love

My Gift of Me I love you. I hate the L word. I avoid it at all costs. People recycle it, over and over until the quality is diminished and it’s unrecognisable. I bet the person who invented the word to describe the indescribable, rues the very day that he or she shared that word with the rest of the world. You have to go a very long time without love to really truly know what it is to...Read On

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Editor's Pick

Skittles

The name’s Chase. Franklin Roosevelt Chase. I’m a private Dick in Pratchett or Fairyville as the locals call it. It’s not a profession for someone who’s averse to getting a little dirt on them. Suits me perfectly. It doesn’t pay well, but it puts enough change in my pocket to keep my vices going; drinking to excess, losing at cards, and pissing off good looking dames. Today I was on a roll....Read On

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Tunnels, Tracks, and Trains

A morning commuter encounters a handsome stranger

'May I join you?' His bass voice turned me to chocolate. Though the fragile wrapper remained pristine and professional, the heat of his gaze reduced the contents to a runny mess. I melted, sank and soaked into the seat. Almost immediately, he could have slid any part of himself into any part of me; I would have watched his limb's lascivious entry and would have sucked it clean on its dark...Read On

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How Do You Want Me?

He wanted her to surrender to him...and this is her reward

"How do you want me?" There. She'd said it. Through trembling lips and in a voice that was barely her own, she'd finally said the words he'd wanted her to say. How do you want me . An invitation, a submission. And yet a statement at the same time. Tell me how you want me….and if you're lucky, you can have it. That's what he'd wanted, this incredible man of hers. This new lover who had...Read On

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Renaissance Faire

A naughty question leads to an erotic encounter.

Kennedy waited in hungry anticipation. She felt the sweat on her back mixing with the cool air of the air conditioner. She could only hear the soft movements around her, the roar of the air conditioner, or the hum of the butterfly clit stimulator buzz when Lorne pushed the button. Each time bringing her close to an orgasm, but always stopping early. She would fruitlessly hump the air until...Read On

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Neon Nights

The beating heart of fabulous Las Vegas is the four-and-a-half mile Strip which runs southwest towards California. The glittering stretch of neon, famous and familiar the world over, is home to thousands of under-appreciated and under-paid workers, one of whom was me. They say Vegas is the city that never sleeps but it definitely sleeps and every bed that a tourist, gambler or businessman...Read On

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Buz

The Audition

In the days when porn was taboo.

Early Spring 1980 Just minutes before, a rare thunderstorm had graced Los Angeles. Rain had poured in torrents, leaving puddles and causing reflective glare on the streets. The click of high heels on the wet sidewalk roused the attention of the guys standing outside the pool hall. They all turned to watch as a very attractive young blonde walked by. “Hey babe, wanna taste of big...Read On

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The Hockey Game

Lucky was excited, it was her twenty-first birthday and her first hockey game.

Lucky was so excited about going to her first hockey game, she couldn't wait to go. It was her twenty-first birthday. Lucky's boyfriend James thought it would be a great experience for her, little did Lucky know what kind of experience it would really be. The game was so noisy and crowded, everyone was happily cheering for the home team. Lucky tried to follow along and James did his best...Read On

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The Pleasures of a Street Thug

Life on the street is rough, but it has its perks.

Mike was the leader of a small gang of misfits. He and his pals roamed the streets of their small part of the city almost every night. They loved to rough up scrawny men who were foolish enough to walk the darkened streets alone. Most of their prey were office workers who got too caught up in their work, as well as the occasional naive tourist. Mike had the physique of a man who had lived...Read On

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The Sweetener

Her boss’s words: “Make the deal happen. By any means necessary.”

“You know, Ms Perkins, I feel sure these negotiations could be brought to a swift and successful conclusion with the addition of a little sweetener.” Patricia kept a stony face. “A sweetener?” she said. The man on the other side of the table grinned wolfishly. His name was Vasily, and he spoke flawless English, if with an accent. “Yes,” he said, “a sweetener.” Patricia tried to keep...Read On