Fiction

Fiance’s Sister!

This story begins with me, of course. I’m 22 and currently engaged to a beautiful girl of the same age. We have been going out for almost 3 years now and i have been welcomed into her family with open arms. I even lived with them for some 8 months. My fiance has 2 younger sisters, one is 16, Kaitlyn, with large tits for her age and a decent ass as well. But this story doesn’t involve her, although sometimes i think about it. This involves her youngest sister, Cassie, who is 14 and is quickly growing into her amazing body. She does gymnastics, so she is super fit and flexible and she has nice sized tits coming through as well. Just about a handful now, just perfect in my eyes. This story happens a …

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The first time my husband saw me with another man.

After spotting this handsome 30ish guy sitting there alone with a drink in his hand, I walked up to the bar next to him and started talking to him. His name was Frank. After a couple minutes of small talk I told him, “My husband and I are here because he wants to watch me get fucked by another man. Can I interest you in helping me put on a really good show for him?” A big smile came over his good looking face, “I’ll fuck you so good that he will never forget watching us and will wish he could do you half as good. Reach down there and feel the big cock that is about to give you the best fucking you have ever had.” I put my hand between his legs. It …

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Curtain Twitching

He saw her at the bar; nude high heels, long luscious legs, short skirt and a blouse that revealed her midriff every time she raised her glass to her lips. Her breasts pushing out the flimsy fabric of her top caused his heart to flutter. She turned her head, her dazzling, emerald green eyes looked towards him and he looked away reflexively. Cursing his shyness, he looked back, but her attention had returned to her friends and her high, musical laugh carried across the hubbub like morning bird song. “Seen something you like there Paul?” Gerry, Paul’s workmate, slapped him on the back as the others laughed. Paul laughed nervously. At 35, he had been in a few relationships, none of them serious, with the last one failing miserably and robbing him of his confidence. …

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Swing Shift, part 7

I don’t know how long I was out but when I woke up I could see a silhouette standing in the doorway of my bedroom. I could also hear murmuring from the bathroom, so it must be Derek in the doorway. He was sipping something. I realized it was a beer. He walked to the side of the bed. I could barely see him, but I could tell he was sporting a woody. I don’t know why but my dick started to inflate when I saw his boner. He sat the beer on the nightstand and just stood there. I had no idea how nervous he was, but I had a belly full of butterflies. Breaking this taboo was thought to be the ultimate betrayal of manhood. Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad in the …

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Leona

Leona by CB Achtland This is a work of fiction. I think of myself as resolutely straight. I look at a lot of porn although I have plenty of girls to fuck. Steven, an old college buddy, dropped by and proposed that we go to a shemale bar that night. I was shocked and refused. But Steven retorted that if I was sure about my sexuality, I should have no problems being there. I could just have a few drinks, take in the scenery, and after we left we could pick up a couple of hookers for a blow job or a fuck. We got there quite early and I parked myself at the bar, and watched the talent coming in. In spite of myself I was amazed that some of them looked so hot! …

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Prom ch. 2

[b]The Next Day[/b] Saturday. I wake up late. I check my phone, almost on autopilot, just checking Facebook, Instagram, pretty much whatever just to catch up on what I may have missed the night before. I see a post by Renee. It read ‘that moment when you meet someone better than your last’ with a bunch of heart emojis after it. I immediately perk up. ‘Is she talking about me?’ I think to myself. I mean, she has to be talking about me, I was with her yesterday. As I’m pondering this, that party pops up in my head. I jump up and shoot a text to Greg, telling him to get dressed. I tell him I want to head to the mall and get some new clothes, something casual, something fresh. I get dressed, …

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Jake’s Saga – Ch. 11 – Extra Credit 3

As Jake walked to his locker Monday morning, he was immediately greeted by the sight of his girlfriend Katie and her friend Chloe, who he had shared an intimate threesome two nights ago. “Hey girls,” Jake said with a smile. “Hey, stud,” Chloe responded with a smile, as Jake leaned in and kissed his girlfriend on his cheek. “So Prom is next week,” Katie opened, “and Chloe and I were talking, and what do you think about her tagging along with us?” She asked. “Uh, yeah sure I don’t have a problem with that,” Jake said, thinking of the possibilities. “Great,” the girls said in unison. “I had a feeling you wouldn’t object, especially after Saturday night.” Katie followed up with a grin on her face, as she grabbed onto Jake’s hand and gave it …

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College Days Ch. 04_(1)

Note to readers: Not a lot of sexual stuff in this one, still building the relationships a bit, so if you’re looking for the big bang, you’ll have to wait for the next chapter… Chapter 4. When I woke up I was lying on my side and looking straight at Jennifer. She’d already been awake and was stroking my hair, grinning. I grinned back. “Well that was nice,” She said quietly, looking into my eyes. I didn’t have a response, I still had butterflies in my stomach and was having a bit of trouble with the idea that it had all really happened. I moved my hand under the covers and felt the smooth skin along the side of her abdomen, then stroked up her back. Jen leaned closer into me and kissed me, then …

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Jessinta 01B – Biker Girl – Remastered

Bones had become both my brother and father; and friend. I spent the majority of my school evenings, flirting and pestering him. To me Bones didn’t seem to mind, because if I wasn’t here; then he would be outside on his own mainly. Over the next three months, I became close friends with Bones; and I started learning about motorbike maintenance. Then one day, I was outside in the yard with Bones; when some female biker wearing hardly anything motioned me over to her. I’d seen her before, always emptying trash and wearing very little. She usually wore a black bra, denim vest, high-cut cowboy boots; and either denim cut-off shorts or denim or leather small skirt. I never say her properly covered up. Once I saw her topless but for a vest. I sat …

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Home Economics Chapter 01

Home Economics Miss Jordan had been trained as a Home Economics teacher. She watched that career crater around her as it became unfashionable to learn to cook, sew and take care of babies. She got her masters in education and drifted into counseling, and, continuing got her PhD in Education. She was one of the first women in her school district to achieve this milestone. Which was fortunate because, as politics went at the time, the school district was looking to promote women to leadership positions. Due to this fortunate political situation, she found herself Assistant Superintendent of Schools for Operations and Strategic Planning at a very young age, where she was noted for her old-fashioned ideas and respect for tradition. Her family was reasonably wealthy, and, as an only child, she received a nice …

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new slut

Imagine, if you will, that you have been taken as a collared Sub by a very strong, caring, understanding and Dominant man who will firmly guide you, introduce you and expose you to the things that you have only dreamed about and have barely admitted to anyone else, even to yourself. Over a Weekend, on a Friday night, you are told to bathe, clean yourself immaculately, put on your Make-up, do your manicure and pedicure, trim your dripping wet pussy, do your hair and make yourself up look as if you were going to be put on display – which is E-X-A-C-T-L-Y what is going to happen ! Around 7:00 p.m., the guests begin to arrive. The women are beautifully dressed in formal Evening Gowns and the men, in Suits though sprinkled in among them, …

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The Secret Cheerleader Vote – #9

The Secret Cheerleader Vote – #9 Zane reflected on the events that had taken place the night before. Bella had finally surrendered herself to him. She had thought she would be able to just have sex with him and get everything she wanted. Instead, she had surrendered herself to him totally. More importantly, she had surrendered to him recording everything, so she was essentially his slave now. His pet. His toy, to play with however he chose. As a result of that surrender, she also became the “property” of the rest of the squad as well. Zane had taken her to the seniors to convince them all to vote for her for captain, just as he promised he would. The next thing she knew, she was at the bottom of a pile of cheerleaders, all …

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The Fulge

The “Fulge”, ————————————————– Her knee-high translucent skirt was oscillating at the cadence of her purposely slow pace set by the sharp sounds of her high heels. The sweet movements of her model like hips, up and down the popular Madrid street was generating the desired effect on the now transfixed set of on-lookers. Helena’s long wavy hair were almost indistinguishable from the tight, black, interweaved top that was meant to show more of her beautiful olive-tan skin, clear indication of her Mediterranean origins with a hint of distant Moroccan antecedence. Everything about this Spanish beauty’s appearance spoke of her well crafted, sophisticated ways only brought possible by her extensive wealth. Yet, all the wealth in the world could not bring back the long gone passion and love for her husband. Manuel had gradually started to …

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The Osaka Riders of Glorious Youth, Part 2

The Osaka Riders of Glorious Youth by Vincent Part 2 “Well, look at the two little lover birds.” I rolled over and opened my eyes. Sakura was scowling down at us with arms crossed. I still had mine wrapped around Aiko, spooning her naked body. She was slowly coming around. “You know you will have to be punished for this,” she continued, “This is a clear violation of rules.” “Before or after I have my coffee?” I inquired. “Oh, not you, Romeo. It’s Tinker Bell here who’s in trouble. She knows better than to offer aid and comfort to slaves.” “I couldn’t help it. He was like a sad puppy dog over here all by himself,” Aiko tried to justify herself, “besides I didn’t touch his cock. I promise.” “No, she didn’t,” I added, “see.” …

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Parking lot sex

My friend Alex was a real asshole.  He was that guy everybody knows. The one that seduces a girl, fucks her, then totally abandons her.  He was what many girls hope to never encounter. The worst part is, he is my best friend so I can’t really judge these little experiences he has with these girls.  Being in college, I occasionally do meet and have sex with some random girl- but we both know that it’s just a one time thing.   Saturday night came and I was walking over to go pick up Alex at his dorm so we could head over to this party that we had heard about.  The party was going to be a little ways off campus, but there would be plenty of drinks.  I got to Alex’s hall, and …

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Homeless

Down the street from where I work in the mall, there’s a homeless shelter. I drive past it every single day, and I see people of all ages standing about in scraped together clothes, hair matted down with dirt and possibly blood, with no way to make it better for themselves. It saddens me to no end, but there’s nothing I can really do to help them; I’m one missed rent payment away from joining them. I occasionally volunteer down there when I have days off, or when I have early work days, I’ll go down there in the afternoons. I really enjoy sitting and chatting away with the older guys as most of them are war veterans from ‘Nam or Korea. There was one guy who fought in WWII, but he died after I …

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A motel to remember

A number of messages that I’ve recently received, inspired me to write this short story. I’ve used a lot of the expressions and ideas that those messages conveyed. I hope that those men who like this kind of thing, will enjoy my little tale. _______________________________________________ It’s amazing really, how I, who always looked on love as something beautiful and tender and sweet, should be drawn into something so degrading and awful. Anyhow, to tell you how it all came about, I’ll go right back to the beginning. I was happily married, and still am for that matter, but liked to explore porno sites on the net; and not only to explore them but to also talk to the sexy men who frequented those wicked sites. Of course I shouldn’t have been there at all. My …

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soccer moms big discovery pt 2

This is the follow on story from soccer moms big discovery and so you may want to read that first to catch up. Another long story I’m afraid but I hope you enjoy. Message me with any comments if you wish. The rest of the afternoon passed very quickly, both of us in shock over what had happened, we both retired to bed early. The next morning mom came into my room, it was early but it looked like she had spent a while getting ready. She was in some high heels, very tight jeans that accentuated the gorgeous curve of her ass, a top so thin and tight that you could see the lace push up bra easily through it and her ample boobs were almost spilling out of the very low neckline. “Mom, …

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Dogged in the Dirt

I’m hunched in the brush, miles into the forest, the brook quietly babbling behind me. I have a clear view of the packed-dirt pathway, the bright summer sun beating down on it. I’m wearing camouflage, which feels ridiculous. I’m no soldier, and I’m not a hunter—not of animals, anyway—so the camo feels like dress-up. But I can’t be seen. If I’m seen, the venture isn’t exactly over, but it won’t be as successful as it could otherwise be. And that would be a shame, because I’ve been working on this for about three months. I consult my laptop. Ping, ping, ping. They’re getting closer, and my pulse kicks up a couple notches. I check my bionanite dish—the emitting signal is strong. I check the monitor to ensure all four digital video cameras—two in the brush, …

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Two Nights alone with My Daughter-in-law

It was after one in the morning and I had just shut off the TV, getting ready for bed when the front door slammed open and Sherry almost fell through it. She started swearing while trying to extract the key from the lock but only succeeded in bending it, I saw her predicament and went to help. Sherry looked up at me with alcohol flooded eyes “Did I break my key?” Having asked that she pushed away from the door then tilted toward the sofa and managed to get to it before she fell flat on her face. My daughter-in-law was smashed. I pulled the twisted key from the lock then tossed her the key ring. It bounced off her left boob then to the floor where she stared at it without care. Sherry looked …

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