Learning to Share – Pt.3 – [Requested Story] [Group Sex] [MF casual sex] [bf / gf] [Story-based] [F20s] [M20s]

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Liz had made strides in the preparation for James’ upcoming party. All-in-all, she was quite proud of herself, having planned her moves three steps ahead as she dealt her cards carefully. She had slowly crafted the ideal scenario over the past two weeks. The biggest problem was already taken care of: his parents. They always wanted to do something for his birthday, be it gifts or just inviting them out to a nice meal, which she still wanted to do… just a bit earlier, you know?

She had talked with his parents a week before and told them she had a special surprise for James’s birthday and had asked if they could celebrate it a week in advance, asking them to claim they would be out of town and wanted to celebrate it while they could. It had worked perfectly, they had had a fun night together and now she wouldn’t have to worry about any interruptions for the night of the party.

Learning to Share – Pt.2 – [Requested Story] [MF casual sex] [bf / gf] [Story-based] [F20s] [M20s]

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With her imagination slightly calmed, Liz went back to the living room where James was waiting for her. Once there she headed straight for the couch, where James sat scrolling through his phone while rapidly tapping his foot—an old nervous habit of his.

“You got the movie ready?” she asked, taking her jacket off and laying it on the armrest of the couch. *Wow, I’m getting right to the point, aren’t I? Calm down, just relax and enjoy this.*

She forced herself to take another breath, trying to trust herself to face James. He had made himself comfortable, having changed into the usual athletic shorts and slightly worn t-shirt that he somehow thought passed for pajamas. Not that she really minded—she thought it was kinda cute. “Oh wow, you got it sent already?”

“Yup! I will live to work another day!” She cheered as she plopped on the couch next to him, gratefully accepting the glass James offered her and taking a long drink. She was rewarded with a gentle laugh for her efforts. “While that is great, and I love how devoted you are, you seriously need to find another job. Your boss is such a dick.” James said as he pressed play, the movie started softly in the background with the volume turned slightly down, but still enough to cover most other noise.

Learning to Share – Pt.1 – [Requested Story] [F20s] [M20s] [Story-based]

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Liz felt incredibly frustrated at herself as she dashed across the parking lot from her car to her boyfriend’s apartment complex.

Her boss had told her weeks ago about the seasonal reports that were mandatory for her department. He had sent emails, posted reminders, and nagged her to death, and she somehow still forgot them. They had to be submitted by 12:00 AM Saturday—which was today.

As Liz pressed the elevator call button repeatedly she checked her phone.

*11:38! I can still make it! All I have to do is send the email, and It’ll be fine!*

The assignment had simply slipped her mind until a few hours ago, luckily she had it completed and loaded to a thumb drive, she just needed to submit it, and she was safe. The only problem was that she had left her laptop at work on Friday.

“I’m so stupid! Why did I wait this long?” Liz muttered as she stepped into the thankfully empty elevator, scanning the buttons and finally selecting the correct floor.

[Theseus] Pt. 2 – The Witch of Lenvett – Pt. 1 [F20s] [M20s] [Succubus] [Story-based]

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Deep in the woods surrounding the quiet, rural town of Lenvett, a small cloaked figure could occasionally be spotted as they darted between the long, near-infinite shadows that veiled the large, dark forest.

During the day, this area of the woods was bright, and vividly alight with the bright autumnal colors of the changing fall leaves. This late, however, the light from the low evening sun cast an eerie glow that shifted as the tall branches swayed in the wind, making even the shadows of the quiet forest seem alive. Any other time and it would be off-putting, but for now, it provided excellent cover for Chasè’s small figure, just as the rustling of leaves from the trees above muffled his small, quiet steps.

He tightened his cloak as a breeze swept past him, the cool night air gently tugging at his clothes, as if it was wiser than him, trying to pull him away from this place. He hated the cold, but it was still more exciting than office work—*usually,* at least.

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[Theseus] Pt. 1 – Prologue: A Hunter’s Compassion [F20s] M30s] [Succubus] [Story-based]

In the dead of night, a lone girl waits on the side of the road.

Aloka sits patiently on a blanket, enough to prevent the leaves and twigs from poking her, but too thin to keep out the chill of the cold ground beneath her. Raven-black hair spills out of the ragged blanket she has wrapped herself in, the holes worn in the fabric exposing patches of bare skin under the moonlight. At first glance, you might assume the young woman was lost, or perhaps homeless, and that would be a reasonable assumption to make—until you actually studied her.

Her bare skin under the frayed cloth was too clean, her hair was too neatly combed. Her hands were clean and her nails were neatly filed as she wrote in a book to pass the time. The dense forest rose high on either side of her, the trees and branches blocking the moonlight, making it steadily darker the further you strayed from the road. The darkness of the forest didn’t frighten her though. It was her haven, her home.

Learning to Share – [Part 3]

Liz had made strides in the preparation for James’ upcoming party. All-in-all she was quite proud of herself, having planned her moves three steps ahead as she dealt her cards carefully. She had slowly crafted the ideal scenario over the past two weeks. The biggest problem was already taken care of: his parents. They always wanted to do something for his birthday, be it gifts or just inviting them out to a nice meal, which she still wanted to do… just a bit earlier, you know?

She had talked with his parents a week before and told them she had a special surprise for James’ birthday and had asked if they could celebrate it a week in advance, asking them to claim they would be out of town and wanted to celebrate it while they could. It had worked perfectly, they had had a fun night and now she wouldn’t have to worry about any interruptions for the night of the party.

Next thing to focus on was the guest list. She had made sure to invite just a select few men, some of James’ longtime and closest friends. Basically people she knew they could both trust, but also knew from James that they weren’t too innocent. They’d be sure to give James a good show while giving *her* a great time!  

Learning to Share – [Part 2]

With her imagination slightly calmed, Liz went back to the living room where James was waiting for her. Once there she headed straight for the couch, where James sat scrolling through his phone while rapidly tapping his foot- an old nervous habit of his. “You got the movie ready?” She asked, taking her jacket off and laying it on the armrest of the couch. *Wow, I’m getting right to the point, aren’t I? Calm down, just relax and enjoy this.*

She forced herself to take another breath, trying to trust herself to face James. He had made himself comfortable, having changed into the usual athletic shorts and slightly worn t-shirt that he somehow thought passed for pajamas. Not that she really minded- she thought it was kinda cute. “Oh wow, you got it sent already?”

“Yup! I will live to work another day!” She cheered as she plopped on the couch next to him, gratefully accepting the glass James offered her and taking a long drink. She was rewarded with a gentle laugh for her efforts. “While that is great, and I love how devoted you are, you seriously need to find another job. Your boss is such a dick.” James said as he pressed play, the movie started softly in the background with the volume turned slightly down, but still enough to cover most other noise. 

Learning to Share [Part 1]

This story is a custom request, as well as a re-upload since I had a problem with my previous account. This is the first story I’ve ever written, please let me know what you think!

-Alena

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Liz felt incredibly frustrated at herself as she dashed across the parking lot from her car to her boyfriend’s apartment complex.
Her boss had told her weeks ago about the seasonal reports that were mandatory for her department. He had sent emails, posted reminders, and nagged her to death and she somehow still forgot them. They had to be submitted by 12:00 AM Saturday- which was today.

As Liz pressed the elevator call button repeatedly she checked her phone.

11:38, I can still make it! All I have to do is send the email and It’ll be fine!

The assignment had simply slipped her mind until a few hours ago, luckily she had it completed and loaded to a thumb drive, she just needed to submit it and she was safe. The only problem was that she had left her laptop at work on Friday.

“I’m so stupid! Why did I wait this long?” Liz muttered as she stepped into the thankfully-empty elevator, selecting the correct floor.