It was just a normal Saturday night. The music was loud from inside Club Virtue. The glass panels in the ceiling exposing a beautiful full moon in the partly cloudy midnight sky. Dancers and party goers scattered across the multi-floored venue, the middle of the place open to a colorful dance floor. The steady thump of the bass from the DJ pounded throughout...
All characters in this story are age 18 or older. * Of all the times I made love to Mark that night, clearest in memory is the moment when I was on top. We held hands, our fingers interlaced, as I rode him. The smells of our sweat, our sex, mingled to make a musk uniquely our own. The flush of mutual discovery was in full bloom. Some deeper connection was...
I woke up the next morning not knowing how to face the day. I had responsibilities at work, deadlines, and meetings. How was I going to be able to function in a normal day? The night before, my wife had told me about how she had fucked my best friend back in college just after I had graduated. I decided not to take my usual shower or to shave. While I was g...
Lisa had bought a feeldoe dildo, and loved it so much she wanted to use it every night. On me. By various means I managed to get roughly every other day off. I won't explain all methods I used, but she already busted me on pretending to be too sore to sit down. She would insist that I lay on my stomach, so we could both be on the couch to watch the 4K tv. I...
KAT FINALLY FOUND HER NIGHTGOWN, and slipping it over her head, she growled in frustration. Reliving her brazen attitude that August night was not going to help her body discard the faint residue of Gus that was left after this evening's kiss. As she stood over the sink brushing her teeth, she looked up at her reflection and sighed. "Stop this," she admonis...
Chapter 3 of Futanari Note This is a fanfic. I have the original author's permission to do this, so please enjoy! (Check out sexgundam666, but if this is the stuff you like you probably have done so already) ~ The Futa Note was in front of me, I had a pen in my hand. I was eager to write a name, but who? Should I give a dick to a bully or someone I l...
I would like to thank Lazlo Zalezac for allowing me to post in his Damsels in Distress universe. Here I am, lying in a hospital bed thinking for about the hundredth time: 'just what the hell am I going to do now?' Maybe I should introduce myself, and give you a little background. My name is staff Sergeant Jacob Thompson USMC. I will soon be medically ret...
(This is a continuation of this series, if you don't read part one and two, you probably want understand the setting very well. Also, I always read through these before I post them, but I still miss things. I appreciate constructive criticism about my stories, but grammatical critiques are pointless once this story is posted. I can't change anything. I hope...
Evan awoke to the smell of coffee. He yawned, stretched, and rolled over to discover that Linda was gone. He looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was 6:35. He got up and went to the bathroom to relieve himself. Linda heard him moving around upstairs and called up to him. "Evan, I'm down here!" Evan returned to the bedroom and looked around for his cl...
I'm Allie, 56-year-old wife & mom. My 25-year-old son likes to bring some of his friends over that are 18-25 and make me act all flirty with them and dress up in stuff like short shorts and miniskirts. In real life I'm a fairly conservative, short, bubbly blonde... a bit like a cute little muffin see and am a corporate career woman. In my fantasy world I'm i...