Posted in Gay stories

Special Delivery For Me : Gay story

I work for one of the major overnight delivery services. It doesn’t take a lot of brain work, but it pays great and I get to be out and about a lot making my delivery runs without someone looking over my shoulder all the time. Probably best of all is that it’s sunny and warm all year round where I live so I get to wear those shorts that show off my ass. I’m really proud of it because I work out almost every day and it’s a hard bubble butt. I love the looks I get sometimes from guys on my route and it’s a great way to find someone for a quick fuck when I’m horny and want to take the edge off during the work day. There are some hot guys working at some of my stops and more of them are looking for some hot, sweaty action then yu would imagine.

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Posted in Smoking stories

Calming Fires : Smoking story

The camera gazed unfeeling upon Lillian, as she groped the breast pocket of her boyfriend’s flannel shirt, which she had thrown on hastily, when she realized she was late. She sat now, in a mostly empty room, waiting. It would be a while before the agency admitted her, to take her information and possibly bring her on board for whatever purpose they intended.

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Posted in Erotic stories

Electric Feel : Erotic story

Lucy sat there on the couch, feeling bored, and lazy, and slightly horny. She was a 24 year old women with long wavy/curly black hair that fell to my mid back, and dark blue eyes.

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Posted in Lesbian stories

Still Best Friends : Lesbian story

My morning had been crazy, four new cases and I was the only one available to take them. I was beginning to think that the day was never going to end. I listened to an endless amount of griping and bickering, and that was from my colleagues. Some how I thought pro bono work would be more gratifying. I love my work on most levels, but the people I have to deal with, namely the other lawyers, are enough to make you reconsider your career path. I guess the reason why that morning felt like it was dragging was because I had scheduled my afternoon off. My best friend from high school was going to be in town and we were going to get together for lunch. She and I had talked on the phone for the past six years, but never actually got to see each other since graduation. We were both afraid we wouldn’t click like back in the day.

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Posted in Western stories

Elanis Freedom : Western story

A tattered wooden ship under full sail smashed through 14 foot waves. Mist and white water deluged the weathered decks. Three sailors scurried up the main mast to trim the old, overpatched sails. A sailor coiled a rope on the deck of the ship. Concertina music played from somewhere down below. Seaman Parker, a burly sailor in a stocking cap stood behind the wheel, looking off into the distance. He glanced at the deck occasionally to check the position of his shadow, now cast by the setting sun. Thus, he was the only one to spot the Captain and First Mate carrying a struggling native girl between them. They came up out of the slave hold and dragged her to the Captain’s Cabin. He shook his head in disgust. As soon as they hit port he was leaving. He’d had enough of slave ships and the Captain’s private perversions.

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Posted in BDSM stories

The Decision : BDSM story

Joe decided that he would pose the question to Lisa about whether or not she was willing to give herself mind, body, and soul to him. Joe felt that Lisa was ready to make this commitment to him. And he had decided that he would find out tonight. Joe had decided to find out if Lisa was ready and willing to accept a collar from him. To be his and only answer to him. After the couple of times that they had been together and how she had reacted to his bidding led Joe to believe that she was ready. If she didn’t accept the collar tonight, then Joe was going to ask her if she thought that she would or that he would terminate the relationship.

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Posted in Erotic stories

The Babysitter : Erotic story

“Hello? Mrs. Cole?” Ben asked as he juggled the phone to light a cigarette.

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Posted in Western stories

Vicksburg : Western story

Cannons roared in the distance. Black pillars of smoke arose in the south, marking the boundaries of the once great city of Vicksburg. A brisk wind blew the weeping willows, causing them to moan gently. Horses cried, cattle bawled. Whistles and shouts accompanied the Union cowboys in the nearby pasture.

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xena and gabrielle an endless hell : BDSM story

This story came to mind during the more dull hours of my work

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Posted in Group stories

Disc Jockey Gets A Groupie : Group story

I’m a disc jockey at a small local rock radio station. Since I was the last one hired, I get the crappiest hours, including the graveyard shift. I’m usually all alone at the studio on weeknights and sometimes on weekends.

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Posted in Fetish stories

Earning Her Stripes II : Fetish story

Lost in thought, twirling a lock of hair between her fingers, Ariele was startled as the doorbell rang and was preceded by 3 heavy knocks. Not wanting their scening parties to be crashed by outsiders, her Master had devised the secret code, to ensure that such a thing did not happen.

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Five In One – Continued : Group story

With all the sexual tension out of the room I told the guys to sit down at the dinner table and went into the kitchen where I got the “eatable” appetizer. As I went around the table and served each of them they all one by one stuck a hand up my skirt and caressed my ass. After the appetizer I went into the kitchen and plated the main course, and again as I served each of them they all again either caressed my ass or my slightly swollen pussy. One of them actually caressed my tits as I was serving him, he was the first one to touch my tits and it send a jolt through my body when he lightly squeezed my nipples (I have very sensitive nipples).

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Posted in Gay stories

Contact Made : Gay story

When I saw the posting on the message board, I knew I had to answer. “Oral service given by hot 28 year old stud looking for same. Blond, blue eyes, goatee, nine inches.”

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Posted in Erotic stories

DOM SIR part 2 : Erotic story

He took a very long time in the shower and my nipples were aching every second. I heard him get out of the shower and dry off. Then I heard him unwrapping the complimentary plastic cups and filling them with water. I knew he would want me to drink the water and my bladder was already bursting.

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Memorable affair : Erotic story

My company is sending me to Dallas to train a new girl in the office.

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Posted in Anal stories

Between the Bridesmaid : Anal story

My name is Charles Brown, but my friends all call me Charlie. Yeah, just like that round headed kid in the comics, and, ironically, this story involves a girl with curly red hair. Her name was Mary and she was far too hot for a comic strip in any family newspaper I’ve ever seen. Her dark red curly hair hung down to her white shoulders, her cute little tits stood out from her slender frame and her marvelously tight tush was enough to….well, before the memory of Mary makes me any more hot and bothered, maybe I should start at the beginning.

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Posted in FirstTime stories

A day of firsts : FirstTime story

My high school graduation was a time of firsts. For my school, it was the first time every graduating student was over the age of 18. For my best friend, Cyndi, it was the first time she had the courage to prove her stepfather wrong about something and actually graduate. For me, it was the first time I had sex with a boy. And the first time I had sex with a girl. And the first time I had sex with more than one person at once – and…well you get the idea!

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Posted in Erotic stories

Meeting the new talent : Erotic story

This story is a work of Fiction. Names, Characters, Places, and Incidents

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Assfucking On-Duty At The Ski Resort : Anal story

When I was a college student up in Northern Michigan, I had a job at a local ski resort. I had to sit on a bench in a little booth at the top of the chairlift and turn the lift off if there were any problems. I shared the booth with another person who took care of the lift on the other side of the hill. Usually it was a guy I knew from school, but then a new employee came on, a cute redhead who was a student at another local college.

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The Outhouse : Erotic story

“Derrick took a sip from his beer and handed the bottle to Stephanie. Stephanie finished the bottle off and tossed it into a pile of rocks. It broke explosively.

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End Of The World : Erotic story

End Of The World

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Posted in Voyeur stories

Hidden Camera : Voyeur story

Doctor Bob and Nurse Sally were returning a favour to their favourite nephew Joe. He’s always wanted to watch his fiancée Dianne in a compromising situation where she had no control over her sexual reactions, but one, which she would also enjoy… Read on…

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Posted in Interracial stories

For Tribal Honor : Interracial story

I had killed the lioness. Though I usually do my shooting with a movie camera, I’m also pretty good with a rifle. Africa is a long way from the ranch in Wyoming that I grew up on but I’ve found that a lot of my childhood skills come in handy now that I’m making wildlife documentaries. We brought the carcass of the lioness into the village to show them that “she who steals babies” was dead. The big celebration came as no surprise, the sick cat had been feeding off their infants for the past year. She was old and they were easy and tender prey. They had every right to be happy and, after three months on the savanna, we were eager to party. The celebration was just fine and I wasn’t even too surprised that they wanted to honor us, even though I kept trying to explain through my interpreter, Amadi, that at least half of it had been dumb luck. If it made them feel good to give us a few small gifts, as long as they weren’t leaving themselves busted, I guess I couldn’t see no harm. The thing about the chief’s daughter, though, had me a bit uncomfortable.

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Desert Stop : Interracial story

The driving holiday around the Southwest had been a welcome break from the break-neck pace of the city and as dusk approached, we pulled into the small gas station/diner. I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time and would be sorry to return to the pace of the big city.

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Cat Man Dues : Interracial story

To Dean it was just another adventure. His wealthy parents had died in a car crash a few years back. Dean was happy to let his older brother run the family business. He lived quite happily off his share of the dividends and interest from the family fortune. He was twenty-five and didn’t have any plans of settling down soon. Why should he? He was rich. He could do whatever he wanted and if he fell, well, money has a way of making sure you always land on your feet. Dean was a cat man and he knew it, in fact he reveled in it.

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