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Please rate and comment. Your input helps writers improve. Thank you!That evening they checked the new email and TwoforYou still hadn’t replied, but they had a message from Downforitall:”Hi V and T. Thanks for finding my profile attractive I’d love to get to know you and see if there is mutual attraction. Here’s my phone
The plan was for my friend Keli to fly me to an airfield near your place. She would be there all weekend visiting family, so I could catch a flight with her. You would pick me up so we could spend the long summer holiday weekend together. We hadn’t seen each other for ages and
I was bored.My wife was at daycare which she attended every weekday since she became paralysed in a car accident. We still loved each other and would never do anything to hurt each other emotionally.Sex was physically impossible, and we had discussed my partnering with other women now and then to satisfy my urges. I
The summer of 2023 was the most incredible time of my adult life. My wife Bridget and I did a two month tour of America’s national parks with our best friends, Chad and Stephanie. We all stayed in their RV, going from park-to-park, partying along the way. On the night before we left, the four
It was usually pretty sunny in Southern California. But on this particular day, something was different. It rained…all day. Definitely a sign of a shift in the matrix; a glitch in the simulation. But this didn’t cause any discomfort to Ashley. In fact, Ashley loved the rain. Growing up in Seattle, rain was like breathing.
(Note: All of the characters in this story are fictional, bearing no resemblance to anyone living or dead, and they are all at least 18 years of age. Also note: This story contains descriptions of incest.)By the time the family was dressed and ready for evening services, Jules and Nancy were playing out a scenario
A brother-sister story P3: Contract, Consent and Concubine.—Author’s note:Thanks for reading so far, please let me know if you want me to continue with the series, have some ideas for the next part, just having issues with the whole chair to computer interface.—Thought and reality, sometimes committing to paper, writing something down, giving existence to
The names are changed to protect the guilty.In my last story Gail and I were caught having sex when my wife came home early from work and caught us in the living room making a lot of noise while having passionate sex. I realized later that she had watched us longer than we had realized
This is the tenth and final chapter of Master Control. Thank you to all that read over the years and for all the feedback and suggestions you have sent me. I have started to post this story to two new erotic fictions sites. This is why the timeline may seem weird to readers of the
On her way to another babysitting job; she stopped at the store to make a few last minute purchases. She knew it would be several hours before the parents were home, so she made sure she had enough snacks and cigarettes to last. Soon she was on her way back to the car and to
“God DAMN!” I thought as I walked into the on-campus gym. It was freezing outside. Snow was falling down so hard you could barely see one foot in front of you. It was a total white-out. I was on the softball team and had ventured out in the snow storm to work out a little
Background:I was solo backpacking on a remote mountain trail in August. I was several miles from my destination for the day when I crossed over a country road. As I looked up and down the road, I saw a car parked with a woman standing outside. I thought I’d go up and ask if she
As you nay recall, Rebecca and I had made a deal. And as embarrassing as it felt to have worn those stockings, I didn’t care because all I could think about the next few days was having sex with her. Finally I’d be able to put my dick inside of her. We’d been dating at
Catherine and I were sitting on the sofa binging the latest season of some series I had been following. Normally she had her shows and I had mine but lately she had been asking what I was doing and if she could join me. Also she had been extra nice lately, making my lunch and
introduction: I have republished this story under a new title to indicate that it is part of a series. A loving mom helps her son land a job with her shapely Massage Therapist. He must practice his new found skills on his mother at the end of each day._________________________________________________________________I had just finished high school and
Jessica had figured out the scheme in the first month, and set up her plan the second month. When she was ready, she asked Tomas, her boyfriend, if his brother Emil could meet them on their lunch date.Tomas and Emil were twin brother socialites from Barcelona, and they were both Jessica’s lover, though they thought
“You’re sure you don’t wanna go to the bar with us?”Dylan turned to his teammates and shook his head. “Nah, not tonight, man. I gotta get back to the apartment and study for my Business Ethics midterm. But, I promise, when I pass that fuckin’ thing, I’ll buy all y’all a round, and we’ll get
This story reads like a Penthouse letter but happened a number of years ago in the 1990s. Its my first of several stories featuring my wife Casey, with some of our sexual adventures around the world with various combinations of people. There isn’t as much detail in this story as in some of my other
After the foundation was finished I grabbed the eyeliner. Still my most difficult part for me. So I am just doing simple tonight. Very little eye shadow. Black. And black eyeliner as well. Tracing the bottom lid, then the top, and adding just a little wing on each eye. No need for the fake eyelashes
Vierna had spent the past few nights with a pillow between her legs, relentlessly grinding until it was soaked with her juices. Tonight was no different, such was the extent of her newly found sexual frustration. She began to realise what it must have been like for Briza, who, several years ago frequently roused her