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Sex with the Whole Company

by Mycke on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Sexual Emancipation in the workplace…or fucking your colleagues. The idea of open sexuality has always struck me as being sensible. I decided therefore to launch a project of my own in the workplace. I like to think of it as employee training and development. One day, I came into my office, composed of 24 employees, management and ownership - and set a goa...

How to Save and Observe Earth Day

by SuperHeroRalph on Sep 14, 2017
How To

This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * For those of you who are concerned about saving the planet, here are some things you can do. If you live in an area that has a lot of sunny days, get yourself off the grid by installing solar panels and using the sun to help power your house. Instead of buying electricity from the electric company, solar e...

My Senior Year Ch. 06: Ms. Mannall

by burnt_caramel on Feb 10, 2020
Mature

Readers who have made it this far may wonder why none of my encounters with my fellow students had led to any of them becoming my girlfriend. Courtney had come the closest (perhaps she was unofficially my girlfriend for a few short weeks), and the heartbreak I experienced when she moved, having loved her for so long, simply made it difficult for me to consi...

Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 00

by kitty_siam on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 1 - 9223931 As I sit in my quarters aboard the battle cruiser Shinawatra looking over the contents of the small metal box that contains the sum of my pre Kitty possessions, my fingers hold and run over a soft cloth patch with the words, "Aviation Apprentice." My dark eyes scan the contents of the box and settle on my old ID disk with the number "922...

Wanda's Story Ch. 24

by rpwilbur on Sep 19, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Senior year in college is supposed to be the best time of your life. But there was no way you could convince Wanda Catron of that fact. She was starting her senior year at Boise State University in a fog. Her life had started coming apart at the start of the summer, and had fallen completely apart in the past two weeks. Her college roommate, Astrid Martin,...

Amy Ch. 01

by luvz2x on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Since I usually write about some of the things that have happened to me in my life, this is a bit of a departure. I have tried to put myself in the mind of a man and deal with the problems of an unfaithful wife from that perspective. There's a third part still in the writing stage, but I'd like to know what you think so far. Chapter 01: Dwight, the Postman,...

Home Alone for the Holidays, Again

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

There is someone for everyone. Isn't there? Never married or in a serious relationship, Gary worked five days a week and half a day Saturday in a machine shop. He had been employed there for 15 years, since he graduated from high school. It was a good job with a good wage, benefits, and overtime, and as much as the routine drove him mad after a while, he ne...

Amy: My Big Fine Girl

by Jay_Lloyd on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

I first met Amy when I began working out at a local gym. My name's Max, and I'm a 38 year-old guy who has played a lot of different sports all my life, and was used to being in shape, but a knee injury had stopped me participating and I'd got out of condition; too much beer and no exercise to burn it off with. I wasn't fat as such, but I started feeling slug...

Syrian Lady For Jamaican Stud

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Dating after a BAD divorce, is there anything harder or more heartbreaking? When you're a man of a certain age, you come to realize certain things. Like the fact that widowers are considered cooler than divorcees in today's dating game, and older guys appeal only to younger chicks with daddy issues, them and young women seeking sugar daddies. I'm not rich or...

Teacher

by newjayne on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Sometimes, when I'm all alone in the privacy of my bedroom, I wonder if you still remember me. I was different then, of course. I was the temporary stand-in teacher at your school; the young one, not all that long out of training college, trying to interest a group of twenty or so young men in English Literature and doing my best to keep their minds off the...