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Girls’ Weekend [FF] [wet] [exh] [strip] Ch. 18

#~Chapter Eighteen~
##Later

*[loosely based on a true experience… as best as I can remember]*

When I wake up, I find myself tucked under the covers. I’m pretty snuggly and warm, and have no concept of how long I’ve been asleep. Feeling the unfamiliar, I jump up and get my bearings. I look around, find a clock and see that it reads 8:10. For a second, I panic, and think I’m late for work. But then, I realize what day it is, and the events of earlier in the day come back to me. As I breathe in, I smell our sex. For a moment, I feel embarrassed, which gives way to happiness, then loneliness, then arousal. Funny how that is. I run my hand across my stomach, and between my legs. I’m still wet down there, and starting to be a bit uncomfortable. I rub my eyes, get my bearings, and sit up. I lean over, turn on the light on the bedside table, and see a note:

Hope you had a good nap. Change of clothes on dresser.
Robe on door. Back at 9. Be ready.

Luv,

Tam Read more »

[Fiction] [Gay] [mm] Camp shower

When I was 14, I used to volunteer at a summer camp as a “Counselor in training”, not quite a camper but not a member of staff either. It was great fun, I learned lots about leadership and camping.

Anyway, there were two staff members in charge of Counselors in training (CITs): Rodney, and Beth. I happened to be staying at the same campsite as Beth.

Now that you’re filled in, let the story begin!
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It was Tuesday night. Day two of the week. Our campsite, Big Oak, was having a campfire with another campsite, Maple leaf. It was going pretty great. The staff put the CIT’s in charge of everything: Tending to the fire, keeping the campers in line, and, of course, songs and skits. Everything was going well, I was in charge of keeping the fire stoked. My mates Andrew and Logan were singing some classic songs to entertain the crowd. It was all going pretty well. Read more »

Spending a Night with Daddy [Str8][MDom][Fsub][oral] light[bd] light[BDSM]

The air is damp and smells wonderful, the scent of the street that just been washed by the rain, these kinds of nights are my favorite to take in the city when its at its most quiet. I’m walking by myself with a small black duffle bag in hand. It’s small compared to the one you probably have in your mind. Inside are a few things I only use with one person. We meet like this about once a week or week and a half, I can’t stand to be away from you longer than that. Read more »

Vivid Dreams Poker Club (Chapters 1 & 2) – [MF] [Str8] [Oral]

*sorry for posting the Chapter 1 again: i wanted to include links between chapters and had both auto deleted. that was my mistake. I hope you enjoy your time at Vivid Dreams Poker Club!*

**CHAPTER 1**

May, 14

This was the first day of my new job, which would later prove exceptionally interesting and arousing. If only I knew what my future had in store! But, let’s stick to the timeline.

My name is Dennis and I was in a desperate search for job. I was fired a while ago and surely needed money. So, one day I came home and saw a pretty interesting e-mail in my inbox.

“Vivid Dreams Poker Club is a brand new gambling facility in search of staff. We are just opening, and currently hiring a dealer for our club. If this offer seems interesting for you, feel free to call us at +x-xxxxxx and we will appoint a meeting. Knowledge of game rules is a must. We only need one male applicant! Dress code: black suit.

Yours,
Helene Miller” Read more »

One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, Part 2 [str8][MMF][dubcon][reluctant][bdsm][DP][anal][domination][rough][sadism][punishment][whipping]

Continued from Part 1 (link in the comments)
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Things took a turn for the worse when they went from ‘incredible orgasm’ to ‘beating with a belt.’ After putting welts across my ass and even my thighs, he was finally done. The uncalled for whipping had infuriated me and I glared over my shoulder at Jake and my mouth began to run amuck as I struggled against Hound-dog’s grip on my wrists.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You two need professional help,” I yelled, not thinking before speaking. I’d blame my stupidity on the pain and a severe aversion to being whipped, but my mouth ran out of control frequently.

Hound-dog let out a bark of laughter, but Jake didn’t think it was funny and brought the belt down upon my ass again, causing me to scream.

“I’m sorry! Please stop,” I begged, now wishing that I’d locked the library doors just a few minutes before these two came in. Especially now that it was revealed that they clearly had severe sociopathic tendencies. Read more »

The Apocalypse Barrier [Str8][MF][inc][Mom/Son]

### Introduction
The zombie apocalypse was different than imagined. I was in my first year at university when the virus appeared. A small outbreak at first, with mild symptoms. My mother, already of a nervous disposition, needed comfort. That’s why I was by her side when the virus got worse. It quickly went global, spreading like wildfire. The symptoms were… zombie-like. Rather than dangerous flesh eating monsters, they were just shuffling around. Millions of them, capable of nothing more than drinking water and moving around. As far as we knew, me and my mother were the only survivors in our city.

### Part 1
Stealing my neighbors camper was easy, since he was zombified and incapable of understanding the concept of property. He was the outdoorsy type, something we had in common, and his camper was an all terrain vehicle with just enough room for two people. I had envied his camper, and the freedom he had with it, capable of going out trekking at a moments notice. Now the camper was mine, but while it had previously meant freedom, it now meant survival. Read more »

A Chance pt. 7 [ff][no sex]

**Author’s note:** I usually let my stories speak for themselves, but this one needs a little explanation. I know this subreddit is called sexystories and usually favors hot little stroke stories. That said, I’m a writer and my stories tend to go where they want.

I really love this story, but I couldn’t write this chapter and include any sexy bits because, frankly, this part of the story is really hard on the characters. But every couple of weeks I either get a comment or PM asking for more.

I write under other names besides /u/lizette_and_kimmy including /u/tooyoungforsex, /u/kat_and_renauld, /u/jacob_molly_camden, and /u/friends_and_benefits. You guys have voted 20 of my stories into the all time top 100 stories on this subreddit and I appreciate all your votes and comments.

So here is chapter 7 as it *needs* to be, without gratuitous sex, for those of you who keep asking for more. I suggest you click on my name (/u/lizette_and_kimmy) to read the earlier parts first or this chapter may not make any sense.

*CottonNightie*

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Patience and Pegging [FFFM] [Msub] [Fdom] [bdsm]

Three gorgeous women stood around me in a loose triangle, conspiring. I couldn’t see their facial expressions because my eyes were at waist-level; I was not standing, but on my knees, in their midst.

I wondered what they were feeling, and what a potent complement it must be to my experience. My wrists were secured behind my back in a pair of snug but comfortable velcro cuffs. There was a cool breeze from a window that teased my uncovered skin; they remained clothed and unfazed.

Somehow, I was not dreaming.

“Do you know how many men would kill to be in your position right now?” Asked Page, grasping my bearded chin with her fingertips to tilt my head back until we made eye contact. There was a predatory gleam in her eyes that made my heart pound even faster.

My mind was blank, unable to find purchase in a whirlpool of emotions that I couldn’t wait to drown in. I felt the addictive thrill of uncertainty and nascent panic, a cocktail of neurochemicals that told me:

“Run, before they tear you to pieces!” Read more »

Interview with a Domme [MF][Fdom]

Jeff parked his car in the downtown parking deck and walked out to the street, checking the address in the email confirmation for the third time. He had expected something in the run-down warehouse district and instead he found himself in the nicest and most upscale part of the financial district. Still worried that he had made a mistake, he took the elevator to the 8th floor, found suite 816, knocked and then entered.

Once inside the office, Jeff saw a waiting area with wood paneling, a table with a receptionist, and a few chairs. There was a second door to an interior office that was open a few inches, but Jeff couldn’t see far into it. The receptionist was a pretty blonde woman with long hair and blue eyes. She wore a white blouse, and he could just barely see a green skirt and white stockings under the table.

“May I help you?” the receptionist asked.

“Oh, um, hi.” Jeff started. “I’m looking for Jessica at Exciting Encounters. I have an appointment.”

“Then you’ve got the right place.” The receptionist smiled brightly. “Let me just check her appointments so we can get you checked in.” Read more »