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“Sean, do you have plans?”The man looked up from his book.His friend of six years was asking him during lunch. He partially took off his headphones to hear better.”Why?” he asked.”Come over the house later. Mom bought a little too much meat for the barbecue. I invited Fred and Ivanesko too,” he replied, chuckling.Sean chuckled
Master would be here any minute, and I smiled to myself at the thought. I was lying in bed, naked, hoping that tonight was the night for some experimentation. I’d worked up courage to try and be a little more assertive in our intimacy, and I wasn’t sure how to go about doing it. But
Note: August 2023 – Nellskitchen. All rights reserved. This story (Fallen Angel) or any portion thereof may not be reproduced without the writer’s express (written) permission……………………….FALLEN ANGEL by Nellskitchen̼̼ˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑThe Fallen are bored in Heaven and alone in hell.**PART 1 — Mr. Six and Mr. Nine O’clock***It is recklessness; she knows it and does it anyway.
He’d been working with her since the restaurant opened. She started as a hostess when she was a plucky, adorable, 16 year-old. She looked like a young, naïve Taylor Swift — minus the lacquered makeup. Tall, leggy, blonde, great lips, earnest eyes, bouncy butt, perky B’s. He felt like a dirty old man — more
Hopefully, this one is better than my last couple.All characters are 18 or older.If you think I should continue it, leave places you wish you could have public sex in the comments and maybe I’ll choose one to add to the next chapter.*****”Why are you crying baby girl? And who was that boy running out
Sitting by the open fire outside we share a glass of wine, you feel the warmth of the gentle flames on your skin as we laugh and talk about the world. You feel my arms wrapped around you as I sit behind you in front of the fire. Our conversation takes a pause as you
Her phone vibrated softly. She rose from her posture while keeping her eyes closed. She was tired from her overnight journey. I was sitting on the floor, focused on the ongoing meeting. As she rose, her clearly oversized gown couldn’t keep up with her movement.This took place when I was a 21 yr old inexperienced
(This story is dedicated to Lady S, to whom I am enslaved. It is about extortion, blackmail, money slavery, forced-bi, unsafe sex, and should be viewed as fantasy. I am flameproof, don’t need foolish, anonymous public comments, but if you want to email me with comments, I will respond. Hope you enjoy.)The windshield wipers squeaked
This is a work of fiction, though some experiences may have actually happened. This story involves a Muslim high school senior unexpectedly losing her virginity to a Christian boy, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are
Hi. This is a story about the monumental moment of almost every girl’s life especially this girl.All the characters are above 18 years of age and are following all the rules of their state.Please share your comments, suggestions, requests etc. in the comment section or in my Dm’s.Enjoy!!————————————————————————————————————————————–To say she was nervous would be an
Suggest scenarios or stories you’d like to see me write in the comments. No guarantees but they might pique my interest. I plan to continue this story in subsequent chapters.On another note, it’s been ten months since my first story. Oops, lmao. I got busy with my novel, but when I finally got to this
In her teens, Jessie became pregnant and gave birth to a son. Due to her recklessness and “love for life”, she gave him up for adoption, regretfully in hindsight.During her early twenties, the Spice Girls were the ‘in’ thing, and Jessie’s short dark hair looked remarkably like Victoria Beckham’s. Her nickname was “Posh”, whether she
A couple of weeks had passed since that night. Things hadn’t been at all awkward between Mia and Steve the next morning, despite his concerns.Mia had been her normal self, in fact, she’d been even more sociable with Amy and Steve than usual. Something Amy had picked up on, and was delighted with. It was
You climb out of the taxi and take in the cool evening air. You’re wearing a gold dress that goes about halfway down your thigh. Nothing too short, but enough that it shows off your toned legs. You have a pair of strappy white heels on. You look down to see the fresh white pedicure
I went back to that clubIn my past stories I wrote about some sexual times at a sex club. However, after Covid the club had shut down and then I moved farther away and had a baby so I thought my time there was up. A few weeks ago my baby daddy and my daughter
Rayne left Tiger’s apartment in a daze. Tyson walked her to her door. He kissed her, and promised he’d see her again soon. Rayne wondered whether he was as honest as he seemed, or just an opportunist who had had his fill of her.Rayne spent the next few days working her schedule to make sure
O NEElle arched her back and stretched as she stood, aching from too much work at her desk. She desperately needed to unwind, so much so that she found herself complaining about it with Mandy, her closest friend at work.”My body’s just so tense all over…” she implored.”You should really do something about that,” Mandy
Very Explicit – Over 18’s OnlySally and Steve have been together for a long time. Steve is a really nice man and that could be the problem. Now Sally wants more, she wants a firmer hand, she wants to be controlled and she wants to try new things, and another man. Steve will do anything
New YorkSunday we slept until noon, just enjoying the closeness of our bodies and the time to talk about nothing. The afternoon was filled with a matinee movie and a trip to another book store but the day didn’t really begin for us until we found an expensive French Bistro on 3rd Avenue at 7pm.
Part six is split into three parts that cover a weekend of servitude with my new Mistress. This part is for day two (Saturday)SaturdayAfter a fantastic Friday with my wife followed by Mistress Lizzie I was looking forward to the next instalment, i.e. day two of my weekend as slave. My wife had given me