[M/F] Theater class

Im bored as fuck right now. Seriously. And I really really wanted to fuck this girl in college. Portions of this are true. A lot is fiction. Anyway… here goes…

I first heard Leigh sing in freshman year. She was a chubby girl with lungs like air balloons and a range that surprised just about everyone in class. During class breaks, id sit outside with her and the other juniors. Watching them smoke cigarettes and dance in the courtyard. The sun always turned her red hair into a dark brown.

The first time we spoke was back stage at a show. I rushed back stage between scenes for a costume change. When I couldnt find my pants, Leigh fished them out from behind a crate of props. I dusted them off and said thanks.

She took a look at my boxers, I saw her eyes scan my bulge. "No," Leigh said, "thank you."

Then I was back out in the limelight. Twice I caught her watching me when I had the chance to look over at the wings.

Find Our Groove in the Big Easy [Bi, MMF, exh, swing, hotwife, light cuck]

The overall story is fiction, but most of the details come from real life experiences. I hope you enjoy, comments, suggestions and corrections are always welcome either here or as a PM

As is often the case, it started with a kiss. I was standing at the nearly empty hotel bar, a bottle of Abita in hand, enjoying the air conditioning as it dried off the sweat of a sweltering June day spent walking the French Quarter of New Orleans. My gaze drifted from the sportswriters bantering on the TV above the bar, and I saw Laurel walking across the lobby. She’d gone up to our room to change, telling me that the heat was just too much. She just had to get out of the short sleeved top and shorts she was wearing and into something even less restricting.

In her mid thirties, my wife of twelve years still had the power to catch my eye and quicken my heart, even after two kids and all the trials and tribulations that a life lived together has to offer. Her new attire – a strapless summer sun dress that highlighted her hard-won body in all the right ways – just accentuated my desire. I felt my groin swell a bit as I took in the view, from her high heeled pumps all the way to her sparkling, mischievous brown eyes, framed by a face flushed a bit red from too much sun (or so I assumed) and her short, pixie cut brown hair.

Ducal Privilege [Mf] [blkmail] [anal] [oral]

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The tale of a young noblewoman who is desperate to avoid the fate of her older sister.

Written by the authors via email.

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Merith Lasker – Duke's youngest daughter http://i.imgur.com/G2RFbqB.jpg Jens Leiben – Captain of the Guard http://i.imgur.com/sSHcorz.jpg Michaud Lasker – Duke's eldest son http://i.imgur.com/XEZPu3W.jpg Shalla Lasker – Duke's wife http://i.imgur.com/kvBMRS2.jpg ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I frown and toss back my red hair.

"You have GOT to be kidding me, Delia," I pout at my maid, my eyes narrowing.

"Miss Merith, it's by order of your father. Apparently, Miss Lissette told him something before she left for her new home with her husband. As such, your father has declared that all male members of the staff as well as boys from the village are never to be left alone with you."

I clench my jaw. I had told that to Lissette in confidence. I suppose that the only good thing in the situation is that I didn't tell her which boy I'd kissed.

Twirl Part 1 – Meeting my new office mates. [FM]

I met Allie at work. I had just transferred to a new office, and my friend Mark was introducing me to everyone. Allie was on a different team, and worked in a different part of the building. If she hadn't joined us for lunch my first day, I probably would probably never met her. I'm glad she did.

I was fascinated by Allie immediately. She wasn't "hot", so to speak. She didn't have an hour glass figure, she dressed plainly, she didn't have pretty eyes or great hair. But for some reason I could barely keep my eyes off her. I eventually decided it was because of her laugh. She laughed easily and often, and it was infectious. She put people in a good mood. It was a welcome environment after the long hours of travel that got me to this new city.

Beginning scene of a fantasy erotica series I’ve been working on, would love feedback! [m/f]

Getin leaned his broom against the wooden barn wall and wiped the sweat from his brow. His messy brown hair was dripping wet and damp patches were quickly forming on the waist of his tan trousers. In the middle of the day the barn felt more like an oven and the sickly sweet smell of hay was overpowering. Though he tried to get all his indoor work done in the early morning, he found himself stuck sweeping up the mess left by the king’s guards once again.

He grabbed his threadbare shirt off the gate and wiped down his naturally muscular body. Working as a stable boy for most of his life never allowed for much accumulation of fat. Even though he’d had his left arm amputated above the elbow when he was young, Getin’s body had only ever known the hardships of manual labour. He felt a light breeze on his cooling skin and turned to check on the animals grazing in the fields beyond. The cattle were all snoozing quietly under the shade of a few trees and all seemed well. He turned his gaze to the town beyond and tried to make out individual buildings through the haze of the day. He was concentrating so much he didn’t hear the approach of two people behind him.

Ivy pt. 2. .. working on conclusion or “more”. Maybe even a part 3. Open to ideas/suggestions.

written in collaboration with my69shawn Thanks for the help, I have never collaborated in this manner before, and found it super fun. Finished writing without you, hope you like what you see! **YOU CAN READ PART 1 HERE

Cheers!


He awoke on the cold, damp cement floor, head pounding. He rolled over, vision unclear. As he blinked, it became clear that he was still in Ivy's now vacant lair. The cage that held the young woman captive was lying in a corner, twisted from impact… the girl was laying nearby, clearly unconscious. He slowly picked himself up off the floor, to his knees then his feet, surveying his surroundings carefully. He spotted his pile of clothing, armor, shuffled over and collected them in one exhausted reach. He straightened out, put on the basics and approached the sprawled out girl. As he got closer he could see the rise and fall of her chest. She wasn’t dead. He scanned her body for any indication of broken bones, and when he cleared her of any remarkable bruises, he picked her up, draped her over his shoulder and left without a word. He walked briskly out of the building and into the Batmobile, making certain to be unseen.

[MF] San Francisco first date

Dallas He tossed another crumpled ball of paper toward the basket and murmured “He shoots. He scores!” as the trash bounced in.

“This will take a while” he said as he reached for the coffee. “What I’m writing doesn’t capture the moment. It was so… clear then… so lucid… so perfect. How can I put that into words?”

He leaned back in the wooden swivel chair and put his size 11 ½ Nikes onto the desk. “If I can just remember enough….,” as his eyes closed.

San Francisco – Dinner Sandra had agreed to meet Will at the Tadich Grill on California Street in the Financial District. The old restaurant was three blocks from his office and two from hers. Both were in town for several weeks and had mutual friends who suggested that they ‘look each other up’. Will arrived a few minutes after the agreed 5:00 time, having sprinted the last block in his tan gabardine slacks and denim shirt, the silk tie he wore (in defiance of the ‘casual’ trend at the dotcom office) trailing behind.

Orbital Academy XIV [scifi][mf][Fdom][facial]

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"Jackson, why'd you bring us to Pivot? What about Orbital Academy?" Preston reached across Missy and flicked the cruiser's autopilot off, beginning to manually pilot their cruiser in line with the other squadmates'.
"Rookie Preston, please cut the comm chatter, we wouldn't want to crowd Orbital Pivot's comm channels," Jackson's voice crackled into the small space. The message was clear; We're being listened to. I can either trust Jackson or come up with my own plan. Preston and Missy exchanged looks, and she nodded, her brown ringlets bouncing with the motion. Preston shrugged. He probably would've trusted Jackson on his own, but he trusted Missy at his core. Pulling up the fine-navigation controls, he prepared to land the craft.

Merman Island [MMMMMF]

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My eyes slowly opened as waves of cold water rushed past my face. My body was completely cold and naked and my lungs were filled with salt water. With the little energy I had in my body, I looked around myself.

I had found myself on some uninhabited beach. The air was brisk and the sun was beginning to set. The wind was violently cold against my wet skin. I sat my body up slowly and looked into the ostensibly endless, uninterrupted waters from where I came. The waves crashed vigorously about two hundred meters out into the water.

I sat for a moment, trying to build up enough strength to pull myself to my feet, but then fell back down, lifelessly into the cold sand.

I started to drift out of consciousness once again. Nearby me, there was a man standing in the water. He was incredibly fit, with enormous muscles. He began to move towards me, and then I blacked out.

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Orbital Academy IX

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Tess wished she hadn't woken up the second did. She was surrounded by pitch black, and there was so much pain she had trouble for a moment identifying where it was coming from. Blinking, she shook her head a few times, trying to remember where she was. The satflyer…we were on a planetary… She sat up at the memory, and the sudden motion caused a wave of further pain to wash through her, making her almost vomit. Leg…the pain is definitely coming from the leg. After the Drake attack Tess' broken leg had been healing at a rapid rate, but the mind-altering pain indicated that her two week healing process had been for naught.