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***All sexually active characters are of age, 18 years old at least, and all sexual activities are consensual. Enjoy!***Crowds gather before the stage in X-Town this weekend night, ready to be dazzled as the spotlight shines on stage, with the club’s proprietor, Owo Uwu, announcing to the stage, “Please, put your hands together, and show
“Sit down,” I said to my daughter and her boyfriend, “let’s chat.”Anne, my 35-year-old adopted daughter, sat down in one of my armchairs, while Michael, her 28-year-old boyfriend, sat on the couch. I sat in my recliner. “Dad, be nice please,” Anne said.”I’m not going to be intentionally mean or rude. How nice I am
Author’s Note: A Christmas story only a month and half late! Huzzah! All characters over eighteen.****I took a deep breath before stepping back into the home I’d grown up in. There was such a mix of memories and feelings associated with it that it remained somewhat daunting every time I returned. Mostly the associations were
Shades of LoveLooking through the window gave Peggy a feeling of titillation. She would never have considered herself a ‘perv’ and certainly she had never entertained the idea of voyeurism. Tonight’s venture had begun innocently enough, though there was a point where perhaps she should have withdrawn but chose not to. God, but it was
This night I had a date with a younger white guy that was a customer at the bank that I worked at. I met him out at a club one night, and he asked me if I would go out with him sometime. We decided to make a date, and decided on the night we
Juicy was how best to describe Elinor’s big pussy. Eating her was more than good, it was awesome. But fucking her tight ass was even better.Father Tomas was the first to score her ass in a confessional booth. He had first given Elinor a good face fucking before plowing her tight ass.Father Tomas saw his
I was lying in a field of lilies looking up to the beautiful blue sky. It was a lovely spring day, the wind was gently blowing it was maybe 73 degrees out. I was wearing a light purple sundress, the kind you can’t wear a bra with and some white lace panties. I didn’t have
Night BirdsThe story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are all fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products are intended nor should be inferred.Looking across the table, I could see how my mother had been voted one of the most beautiful actresses in the world. Even
This is a real story. This happened to me some years ago when the COVID-19 pandemic struck the world. I was in college at that moment, March 2020. I studied in a small liberal arts college in Indiana, far from home. I had lived all my life in California, but my parents wanted me to
You agreed to play my games for the night. You were my first, my only, and therefore you figured it wouldn’t be much of anything and humoured me. Fortunately, I had been doing my research.When you got home I was nowhere to be found. You climbed the stairs and saw that the large four-posted bed
“Arch your back, angel. This requires your help. That’s a good girl.”She took his long thick cock out of her mouth and obediently, eagerly turned away from him and arched her back just as he’d told her. “Is this right, John?” she asked innocently. He grunted, then said in her ear, “Call me master, my
Sandra looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing down her little black dress. The nervousness she was feeling didn’t seem to show at all, but she wasn’t certain if she would be able to keep up the façade of coolness, or if she would be able to go through with this. She ran her eyes
Cecelia, a 50 year old wife and mother hadn’t given this situation much thought before a few months ago. She knew that her husband had a kink for these dirty adult shops, but she had always found them a bit gross. Sure, she was progressive enough to be fine with the higher end, women focused
Laying in bed listening to the rain as it hit’s my window, the crack of thunder echoing through my room as the lighting illuminated it. Trembling i hide under the covers and hope it will go away but after a few minutes i know its not going to and that it’s in for the night.
Janus; Drones In The WindBy Sweet CarolineThank you for my editor kenji for their wonderful insights to make this story better for the reader.One wondered what issue could suddenly crop up. Janus who was quite pretty with light brown hair with a tinge of light blonde mixed in and split gently down between her rosy
It was a warm, sunny summers day. We were out in the woods hiking, something that we both love to do. Claire was a few meters ahead of me on the walking track, exactly where I like her to be, especially when we are going uphill like we were now. Being behind Clair gave me
“Well fuck you too!” Grant Jenkins cursed as he slammed down the receiver. That was the second time in the week he had been bluntly told he was ‘too old’ when he had made enquiries about a new job and his eyes drifted desolately around the cubicle sized area that was his office. How the
What a dull day.The sun was shining brightly as Claire walked down the sidewalk along the main road by her neighborhood. On her way to a sandwich shop, she checked the coupon in the wallet in her purse. Yep, one coupon for a large sub. Not that she would need it. She was small enough
It was a warm Summer Friday night in New York City and I was home for a big birthday party from the beach where I was spending my last free summer before graduating college. The party was at a popular club and was a “creative black tie” so the bow tie and cumberbund were above
Preface: This is the story of Ellen’s experience of having sex with a complete stranger, to fulfill another life-long fantasy of hers. It’s her second ever attempt at writing, in a collaborative effort, by my wife and her girlfriend. Hopefully, in a fictionalized enough way.*Note 1: The following story is based on real-life personal events