Fiction

The Dancer_(2)

It all started at the dance performance Intuition. Chris was one of the two people still to be picked up. The other was Jacob, who’s brown hair was slicked back still from the performance and he was still wearing a little eyeliner, making his brown eyes pop in the dim light. ” Hey you were good tonight, Jacob” Chris said sitting down on the same step as his crush of about three weeks with a smile. ” I’m glad you enjoyed it but what are you still doing here Chris?” Jacob asked. “Mum popped a tyre. She said just to wait here for her.” Chris said frowning a little. ” Oh yeah. That sucks.” Jacob commented. ” How about you?” Chris asked, trying to keep him talking. If they talked then they would become friends …

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Clean-Up In Aisle One

OK, here goes. Hopefully if I write this down my mind will clear up. So…erm…hi…paper… My name’s Jake and I’ve got a strange story to tell… It all started last Thursday and it was the day I was meant to go to the shops and get some supplies. The supermarket we went to was always very good, never seemed to run out of anything. So I just popped down one morning to get the odd items, when I found myself sharing an aisle with a new teenage shelf stacker. He was average-sized for his age and had short blonde hair, with a blue shirt and black trousers that seemed to contain a rather well kept body. He gave me once glance and I found myself automatically busying my eyes in what ended up being curry …

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You First 3

Jen and I didn’t get an opportunity like that again for a long time. I’d watched her roam the house naked and had free access to touch her pussy for an entire day, while she’d jerked me off… jeez, I don’t know how many times. A lot. More than usual, anyway, and as a fifteen-year-old boy, I of course jerked off at every chance I was given. I just couldn’t get enough of my sister. She was so outrageously sexy to me, and she seemed to be enjoying our time together just as much as I was. Anyway, like I said, Mom and Dad didn’t leave us alone for that long again for a while. Not that they didn’t trust us, because we were mostly good kids (aside from the whole naked-and-mutual-masturbation-and-sometimes-oral-sex thing, which of …

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PROFESSOR PUTNAM Pt.1

It was quite by accident that I figured it out. I had been sitting in the back of the lecture hall from the start of the semester, and I couldn’t help but think that Professor Stacey Putnam (AKA; Double-P), the rather MILFy adjunct professor in history (who was currently failing me and putting my Uni scholarship in jeopardy) seemed awfully familiar. After class, I hung back and asked about extra credit, only to be told coldheartedly “Mr. Jay Fortson, this not high school. If you want the grade, I suggest you work for it.” It was in that moment, the connection hit me like a ton of bricks. My mind went freaking numb as I mutely accepted some written work assignment or something and left the room. When I got home, I went directly up …

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Catching Emily Pt3

Thanks to everyone who took the time to respond with great comments. Also, thanks for all the positive votes. For the few who voted in the negative I’m sorry you didn’t like the stories. You probably won’t like this one either. It was Friday, the day before an agonizingly long three day weekend which meant that after today Mom and Dad would be around for seventy-two hours which in turn meant Emily and I would be back to self serving sex; in other words, jerking off alone. Damn holidays! We got off the bus right on time and started walking toward home. Today, Emily walked with me instead of her friends, who lagged behind. She whispered in my ear, ’I can’t wait to get home‘ and then she gave out a mischiefish little giggle. ‘Hey, …

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The Wedding Gift_(1)

This story is a repost of the original story I posted on 2013-12-06. It is edited to conform to the age rules. The Wedding Gift I had spent the last day and a half travelling halfway around the world to come home and marry my childhood sweetheart. I had known Julie nearly all my life, but we sort of lost contact when she moved to another city to go to university. Now that she had graduated and moved back to our town, we got together again and our relation quickly progressed from friends to lovers. It even came to the point that we decided we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. Julie had done well in university and as a result, she had landed her dream job. After our honeymoon, we would …

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Monthly madness

It was Saturday night and I was feeling so horny – I knew I had to go out and find some cock or I would explode. I am in my 30’s but I look more like 20 so finding willing men is never a problem but tonight I knew I would need more than a quick fuck and definitely more than one cock. I dressed in a long black full skirt….you might think this a strange choice for trying to pick up but read on and you will understand my choice. I had on a low cut top showing lots of cleavage but I covered it with a high neck loose fitting black shirt……again there was a reason. I headed to a bar I knew would be crowded with after work revellers as well as …

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Gift Unwrapping

Erik was an unremarkable student. While being basically in shape, he would never be taken as an athlete. He was too bookish to fit in with the cool crowd, but not nerdy enough to be accepted as a nerd. On the whole, he went mostly unnoticed as he went through his classes. Zoe was also an unremarkable student. Although not unattractive, she eschewed long hair, makeup and skinny jeans in favor of more convenient choices. She didn’t try to fit into any of the cliques, but neither was she ostracized by high school society either. On the whole, she went mostly unnoticed as she went through her classes. They would probably never have known each other if the teacher of the history class they shared hadn’t decided to assign partners in the group project randomly. …

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A run in the park

EVERYONE IN THIS STORY ENGAGING IN SEX ARE EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD OR OLDER. Penny has been happily married to Josh for two years. They met in college and married shortly after graduation. Josh played baseball, and Penny played soccer in college. They are both very athletic in nature, so they get up every morning at the crack of dawn and jog in the large state park one mile from their home. They do this to keep their weight in check. Josh is 6′ 2″ with a slender, muscular build. His abs are the envy of all his friends. Penny is 5′ 7″, with a slender frame but 36 C breast that make her appear a bit heavy up top. Her tits are the main focal point, but her firm bubble butt is another nice feature …

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Saffron get hit

Saffron gets hit by a car by Vanessa Evans Part 01 It all started when I was hit by a car as I walked home one night. Before I tell you about that, and how it changed my life, I’d better tell you a bit about myself. My name is Saffron Peterson. I’m 1.34m tall, skinny, natural strawberry blonde shoulder length hair, A cup conical breasts and smallish hips. I have no idea where my mother is and I share the family home with my father. I have no siblings. Daddy and I have always got on well and he’s been my best friend as well as my father. We’ve always talked about everything, including my female issues. It happened shorty after my 18th birthday, I was walking home after spending the evening at a …

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Down on the Farm O1

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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A Daughters Best Friend Is Her Mother

The music the DJ was playing was so loud Claire could hardly hear herself think. She stopped dancing and pulled her daughter around so they faced each other. “THE MUSIC IS REALLY-” She watched Rylee scrunch her face up trying to hear her. “WHAT MOM? I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE MUSIC.” Rylee yelled back. Claire found herself grinning and she felt really warm and fuzzy. The music was blasting around her and it was almost violating. She looked at her daughter’s rosey cheeks and flushed neckline. Maybe it’s time for a break, she thought. “LET’S GO UPSTAIRS,” she yelled at her daughter. “UP THERE” she pointed. She got a very sloppy thumbs up from Rylee. What’s wrong with her? Claire wondered. With her arm looped through Rylees, they wove their way through the people, …

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Unit 14 – Chapter 2

Eric sits on the living room sofa, a medical journal open on his lap, his glasses perched on his nose. He hasn’t turned a page in twenty minutes. His focus is on the kitchen, where Tori moves in the morning light, and on the front door, which Ted Mendez will knock on any minute. Tori wears a simple yellow sundress, the kind that ties at the shoulders. She’s nervous. She keeps smoothing the fabric over her hips, glancing at Eric, then away. “You sure you’re okay?” she asks, her voice softer than usual. “Just a headache. It’ll pass.” Eric adjusts his glasses, a practiced gesture of his. “Don’t let me interrupt. You just… be the homeowner. Show him the faucet.” The knock is three solid, unhurried thumps. Ted doesn’t use the doorbell. Tori jumps, a …

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Olivia’s Journey: Chapter 5

Olivia stumbled through the front door of her home just after 6 p.m., her legs wobbling like jelly from the four-hour brothel shift that had left her a dripping, cum-soaked wreck. The six-inch stilettos clicked unevenly on the hardwood as she kicked them off, her bare feet sticky with dried squirt and the grime from the stage floor. She peeled off the sweat-drenched crop top and shorts—now crusted with bills the patrons had shoved into her cleavage and ass crack—tossing them in a heap by the door. Her 36C tits bounced free, nipples raw and swollen from the phantom clamps and the rough gropes of the men who’d tipped extra for “close-up views” through the one-way mirrors. Her bald pussy throbbed like a heartbeat, lips puffy and gaping from the relentless multi-cock pounding via the …

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Reconnected

“…you asked me if I was in the meth business or the money business. Neither. I’m in the empire business.” I closed my eyes, breaking my concentration on the show I was watching for the fourth time in the past hour. It wasn’t like I was going to miss anything—I’d seen the show three times all the way through, yet I kept getting distracted by it instead of doing what I was here for. I glanced at my Bio 201 book and frowned. Maybe turning on the show was a mistake. With my roommate going home for the weekend, I thought it was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the empty dorm room and get some serious studying done before my mid-term. I was behind on the work, and I was starting to feel …

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Camping Trip From Hell Part Two

I cleaned up after dinner and poured a glass of wine, then sat next to the fire I had built. The guys next door were already out drinking by their fire pit, dressed only in gym shorts. “Hey, Tyler, if you want to come over and watch her in action tonight, you’re more than welcome,” Tom told me. I didn’t respond; I just sat there lost and depressed. A short while later, Marnie returned, walked into the tent, and emerged a few minutes later, wearing just her robe and carrying her camera and tripod. “OK, here I go, I’m not sure what time they’ll finish with me, so….,” she said calmly. I didn’t respond to her, I just let her go, as she walked into the men’s campsite to hugs and kisses. Marnie sat down …

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Only One Road – chapter 17

– XVII – Now “…To get more”, Dylan said. I blinked and turned around. For the last ten minutes I’ve been staring out of the window, caught in my own thoughts that were filling my head with urgent buzzing. I haven’t heard a single word of what he said. “What?” I asked. “Sorry, I was thinking.” “I said you are out of coffee”, he said slowly. “You’ll need to get more. What are you thinking about?” I smiled and went away from the window. “About the fact that I am liking that idea more and more”, I said and took the empty coffee bag out of his hands. “What idea?” he narrowed his eyes with suspicion. He looked like someone who is expecting to hear some really bad news. “Us moving somewhere”, I said and …

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I Still Got James

I wrote this story a while ago, before I discovered this site. I hope you guys like it. Oh, this is my first story here, so constructive criticism would be appreciated. I sure hope u like it. ************************************************* He walked into the room like a conquering hero, standing over the threshold like Adonis in his glory days. He looked so sexy, so wondrous, that he looked almost good enough to eat. Fisayo couldn’t stop looking at him, couldn’t tear her eyes away from the glistening sweat that gave him an ethereal sheen in the dim candle lit room. ‘Oh James’, she whispered under her breath. Just the mere sight of him sent tingling sensations up her spine, she wanted him so badly, and she was beginning to ache. She reached for him, and a slow …

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Boring Wife

Lynn checked her watch; it was 8:30. If she left now, she could get to the mall just as it opened. She ran upstairs and went into their little office; Martin was at the computer. “What’re you doing?” “Checking my email.” “Oh, well I’m going shopping. Is there anything you want?” “Yeah, a blowjob.” “No, from the store.” “Nope,” he said, staring at the computer. “Bye Sweetie.” “See you later.” Lynn went and started the car. As she was about to leave, she remembered her lipstick on her bureau. She went upstairs, got the lipstick, and poked her head into the office to say goodbye again. Martin didn’t even notice her. He sat, staring at the computer screen, pants around his ankles, beating his meat. Lynn slipped silently into the room and stood behind him …

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A New Day, The Other Me chapter 10

Jim: Days after the Detective visited “The police? You got one detective coming into your business and telling you she suspects the police are looking to build a connection case by going for a weak link and you’re not removing the weak link right now,” Mulligan is asking me as we’re at his ranch having a private conversation. “So just kill off forty or so young men and women to make things safe and put the operation back at square one,” I reply and he shrugs. “Square one or jail, not a tough choice really and I know Sid wouldn’t be debating this,” Mulligan says it and it is a bit offensive. “Sid would also be taking off the top whether you approved it or not. Sid would be selling to people we deemed unfit …

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