Five Dining Stories

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The Corporal

by FountainPen26 on Dec 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

This story can be considered a continuation of the Cowgirls of Baghdad as it follows the main protagonist on another Iraq adventure. **************************************************************************** By May of 2006, I was coming towards the end of my year-long deployment to Iraq and had just been promoted from Private First Class to Specialist. I...

Louis Makes a Decision Ch. 07

by Goodhusband on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Note: This story is the seventh episode in a short series entitled "Louis Makes a Decision". If you have not read the previous six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories I strongly...

Mailgirls on the Run Pt. 02

by eltree on Oct 15, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 5 Megan drove back to her condo after walking Five back to the Mailgirls' Locker Room, leaving her to the none-too-tender mercy of Mistress V. Three not-all-out 6ks in the past twenty-four hours shouldn't have done her in, but it was hot and challenging Mistress V on the behalf of One and Five had been tense. She was looking forward to iced tea, a...

The Velvet Curtain Ch. 01

by VelvetMarie69 on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

The lights came on with the flick of a few switches, the large dining area, the secret cubbies customers retreated to for their reservations, the kitchen, the front area where guests were signed in and seated, all came alive with the lights. Brit walked to the front station where she would be greeting guests and explaining the dining rules while she led them...

Jackie & Rod Become Lovers

by Willing2Do on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

This is a continuation of the story, Rod Meats Jackie, and both those stories lead to the end story, no pun intended, All She Wanted. After Rod divorced his wife, Jackie and Rod met in an arrangement by friends through the flying club to which he belonged. They had gone on a flying trip together and ended up at her apartment in a night of frenzied, fun sex...

Forbidden City

by No Panty Girl on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

The Grange is "the" nightspot in the city. Downstairs the Forbidden City nightclub books big name performers, Stompin Ronnie Hawkins, Barry Manilow, Paul Anka and the likes. Upstairs the Rickshaw dining room offers a wide selection of the finest Chinese cuisine. I work as a waitress in the restaurant. The Rickshaw is a family restaurant until 2 am. At 2 am...

Becoming a Slut Wife: Anne-Marie

by Just Plain Bob on Apr 3, 2019
Loving Wives

I'm a trusting kind of guy. I've been married to Ann-Marie for over twenty years now and in all that time I've never been unfaithful to her and I never even considered that she might not be true to me. Imagine my surprise when I found evidence that she was not only unfaithful, but unfaithful in a big way. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ During our enti...

Offspring Ch. 021

by Talemaster on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I timed it to arrive in the park about half an hour before the humans left to commence the early shift. The car I had used to get here was still where I had parked it, the light on top indicating it was fully charged. I retrieved my camera and went to the vehicle as everyone was leaving. Again I tagged behind the column, driving slower than the rest to incre...

Waiting

by Bettybod10 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Dressed as a slutty catholic school girl, I knocked on the door. Jen’s father Ben answered the door with a surprised look and invited me in. My blonde hair was in pig tails tied with bright red bows that matched the bra underneath the white oxford dress shirt. The shirt was unbuttoned and tied at the bottom exposing my cleavage and navel. I found a dark plai...

Grandma Cries Alone in the Dark

by Heathen Hemmingway on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Why Grandma cries when the lights go out When I was young, I remember one winter day when my mother came home in tears. I was sitting on the porch waiting for her, wearing a brown doeskin jacket she had made for me the winter before. There was a dogwood tree in our front yard, and I could hear the dead leaves hanging from its limbs rustling in the easterly...