Chapter: SNEAKY SENIORSNEW STORY: SNEAKY SENIORS ENJOY......This is one of those stories that most people won't believe. Hell, I wouldn't. Honestly, I can still hardly wrap my head around it even today, and it actually happened to me. This was almost exactly six months ago, and holy shit... what a six months. The interesting parts all happen in the first week or two, so maybe I'll start there. It's gonna take me a couple hours to unpack my stuff into my new dorm room anyway, so I have some time.I should probably begin with a little backstory, because it's pretty important to help understand the things that went down.My name is Theodore Harper. Theodore was my grandpa's middle name, and is objectively horrible. I have no idea why I couldn't have his first name, William. I coulda been Will, Bill, Billy, or even stuck with the admittedly classy William. But no, Theodore. Thank god one of my best friends in kindergarten couldn't pronounce it right, so my dad offered Theo as an alternative. It seemed to stic
Last Updated: 2026-06-30
Chapter: NICO 2The following week I walked slowly past Mary Hall on the way to and from class hoping I'd run into Nico, even walking out of my way whenever I had time. I had her panties which I had found balled up under the edge of my bed and I carried them with me like I was the prince in a perverted version of Cinderella. Not once did I get a glimpse of her. I slept with the shirt I had worn that night. I hadn't washed it and I could still smell her on it. After two weeks I had almost given up seeing her again. I was in my room catching up on homework when I heard a voice. "Hey." I looked up at those brilliant green eyes. Nico was standing in my open door wearing a t-shirt and ripped jeans, a lock of jet black hair covering one eye. She flashed that crooked smile and asked, "Am I bothering you?" "Nope," I said, quickly closing my Advanced Calculus textbook. She shut the door and sat on the edge of my bed. "Is your roommate around?" "No, he rarely sleeps here. He usually stays with friends
Last Updated: 2026-06-29
Chapter: NICONEW STORY , DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE A REVIEW AND COMMENT. ENJOY...... Nico sat cross-legged on my bed, sipping what was left of the beer, watching me shuffle around the room picking up trash. Her skirt had ridden up a bit exposing more of her thighs. I pretended not to notice and concentrated on stacking discarded plastic cups and tossing them in the wastebasket. I finally got to my bookshelf and was, at last, able to reshuffle the textbooks into the correct order. The urge to touch them seven times almost overwhelmed me but I fought it successfully. Only crazy people touch things like that. When I looked at her I saw she had a curious expression on her face. "What?" Her eyes narrowed and her lips twisted thoughtfully. Finally, she asked, "Are you gay?" "No," I said, completely unoffended. It was not the first time that question had been asked of me. "Didn't think so." She patted the mattress next to her. "Come here and take a break." I sat on the bed with my back against th
Last Updated: 2026-06-29
Chapter: Sitting on His Laps 2NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. I looked down. When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my thighs, very close to my panties. I liked what it looked like. I wished he'd move them up and touch my pussy. I knew he wouldn't. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. I liked the idea of my son's hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see my
Last Updated: 2026-03-20
Chapter: SITTING ON HIS LAPSIt was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn't fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things. I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV. "Where are you going to put the TV?" I heard his father ask. "I don't know, but I don't want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat." I looked in the back seat. "I don't think so, son." Mike looked in the car. "We can put it in the middle of the front seat." "Ok, college man," I said. "Then where is your mom going to sit?" I could see on his face he was trying to come up with a solution. "I got an idea," he said. He opened the passenger side door. He put the TV in the middle. He then got in and sat down. "See
Last Updated: 2026-03-20
Chapter: All LoveThe seizures are growing more frequent and getting worse. I have headaches and I'm so tired all time. All I want to do is sleep. My short-term memory doesn't work so well nowadays so I had to go back and watch what I had recorded."So, I wanted you and I didn't want to hurt you, but I did hurt you. That day in the coffee shop you were incredibly brave in trying to tell me how you felt. In my panic I lashed out and I'm afraid I may have permanently damaged our relationship. The next several weeks were especially bad for seizures and tremors. I ignored your calls and texts because I couldn't think coherently and I didn't want you to see me like that."When I felt better I went to the computing center, saw the pain etched on your face and I knew I had finally succeeded in driving you away. I couldn't let you go, though, and I had to have you one last time. Maybe a more accurate way to say it would be 'one first time.' Despite all my blunt talk about sex I was no more experienced than you
Last Updated: 2023-08-23
Chapter: Chapter 33He told me he had been in a relationship with a guy he met in college, at Georgia Southern. He and Scott moved to Atlanta after graduation. Butch got a job with the Department of Agriculture and they were together for over four years. Then his dad got sick and Butch moved back home. "Scotty didn't want to move," he said quietly. "He said he couldn't go back to small town life. When it became apparent that I was going to be staying, he ended it." "I'm sorry, Butch." "Shit, that was almost 10 years ago. I can barely remember what Scott looks like these days. I'm happy with my life... for the most part." We talked comfortably for a while and then the topic turned to politics. That was a huge mistake. I couldn't believe that he was a Republican. "But you're gay!" I said with shock. We argued over the pros and cons of each and it got heated quickly. We were both stubborn and we weren't going to change either one's minds. "You don't know what it's like for real Americans," he
Last Updated: 2026-06-26
Chapter: Chapter 32After we got dressed, Butch drove me back to grandma's. We sat in the truck for a few minutes kissing. I shifted uncomfortably in the seat as I felt a bit of wetness in my underwear. "I'd better get inside," I said. "Are you okay? You're not hurt are you? Was I too rough?" he asked with concern. "Um... No... I think your... um... your come is leaking out of me," I said as I turned bright red. Butch smiled and laughed lightly. "You're so fucking cute when you get embarrassed. And what you just said... fucking hot as hell." He gave me a tender kiss. "Can I see you tomorrow? I'll even cook you dinner," he said. "I'd love that," I said. He gave me one last kiss and I said goodbye and got out and headed inside. I went upstairs and cleaned up in the bathroom, then went into my room. I got undressed and pulled on a pair of pajama bottoms and a t-shirt when there was a knock on the door. "Come in?" Jen opened the door and sat down on the bed with me. "Hey, PJ. How was your
Last Updated: 2026-06-26
Chapter: Chapter 31I wanted Butch. I had never been with anyone as big as him. My last boyfriend was not much larger than me, at five inches and average thickness. I was worried about taking a member as large as Butch's, but I wanted him. I needed him. "Yes, Butch, yes," I answered softly. Butch opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. He poured the lube onto his fingers and reached between my legs. As he sucked on my neck, his slickened middle finger slid into me. I let out a pleasured whimper and pushed back into his hand. He pulled out and slid in two fingers. I let out a ragged breath and writhed around underneath him. My hands slid up and down his broad back. I gripped his shoulders as his fingers slid in and out of me. I felt them twisting and stretching and then they brushed over my prostate and my whole body shuddered. "Oh, yes," I moaned and my dick twitched and a drip of pre-come oozed out onto my belly. A third finger slid into me as Butch's mouth clamped onto m
Last Updated: 2026-06-26
Chapter: Chapter 30I moved further down his body to his belly button and then below. I grabbed the waist band of his boxer shorts and peeked inside. His hard cock, freed from its cotton prison, snapped up against his belly and I gasped at the sight of it. I pulled his shorts down as Butch raised his butt up to help me, then tossed them aside. I ran my hands all over his hairy, beefy thighs as I stared at his erect penis. He was nearly eight inches long and thick. He was uncut and the foreskin had retracted to bare his swollen dark red head. The head was wet with sticky pre-come. His natural untrimmed bush was curly dark brown like the rest of his fur, thickest around the base of his cock. He had large balls that hung low in their furry sack between his legs. "You're so big, Butch. The biggest I've ever seen." I looked up at him and he was resting on his elbows watching me. His eyes were filled with lust and desire. I knelt between his legs and my hands were shaking as I slowly reached for him.
Last Updated: 2026-06-24
Chapter: Chapter 29After Butch finished his lunch and I ate every bite of my dessert -- and nearly licking the plate clean, we headed back to his store. "Hey, Butch," Chris said as he stepped up to us. "Bud from Tifton got here a few minutes ago. He's out back." "I should let you get back to work," I said. "Wait," Butch said. "Come on out back. You can play with Duke while I take care of Bud." I followed Butch out to the back of the store to the large greenhouse area. Butch told Bud he'd be right with him, and we walked through the greenhouse to the back yard. Beyond the greenhouse was a large fenced-in grassy area. A big yellow labrador retriever came running up to the fence gate. "Hey, boy!" Butch called out. "Hey, Duke. This is my friend, PJ. Say 'hi' to PJ." Butch opened the gate and Duke moved back so we could enter. I crouched down in front of Duke and held out my hand for him to sniff. Duke smelled my hand and I reached up and petted him. "I'll be right back, PJ," Butch said. He squeezed
Last Updated: 2026-06-24
Chapter: Chapter 28I looked at Jen, who was crying hard from what Butch had said, just as I was. I stood up and she stood with me and held my hand."I didn't have the chance to know Grandma very well since we lived so far apart," I said. "But knowing that she was loved so much by all of you... well, that means a lot to me. To us."Jen spoke. "I just wanted to add that we thank all of you for being there for her."Jen and I sat down, wiping the tears from our eyes. After the minister finished, we followed the casket out of the church. Butch was one of the pall bearers. We rode in the procession to the cemetery for the burial, then returned to grandma's house. So many people came by, and a lot of them brought food. Butch found me standing alone, looking out the window at the back yard."Hey, PJ," he said quietly. "How are you doing?""I'm okay," I replied. "My dog would love this backyard.""What kind of dog do you have?""A miniature schnauzer. Rocky is his name.""Ah. I have a yellow lab. Duke.""Rocky'
Last Updated: 2026-06-24
Shhh...They Will Hear Us
Shhh… They Will Hear Us..
A Collection of Rated 18+ Stories (Mature Content)
It always started with a bad decisio, or even maybe just a bad timing.
Three years ago, he was living a dream of successful, independent, and settled in a stunning luxury penthouse overlooking the city. And Now, the money is tighter, the pressure is real, and the lifestyle he built is slowly slipping through his fingers.
So when his younger sister, Gretta, gets a job in the same city, asking her to move in feels like the only option left he can offer.
It should be simple. Just two siblings sharing space. Right?
But it’s not.
Because beneath the surface of their normal lives lies something neither of them has ever fully confronted,, something that began years ago during a strange, unforgettable night far from home. A moment that separated lines, shifted perspectives, and left behind a silence they both agreed never to break till then.
Now, forced into close quarters together again, that silence feels heavier than ever before.
The Old memories resurface. Boundaries feel thinner. And the tension between what’s right and what’s felt becomes harder to ignore and argue.
Shhh… They Will Hear Us is a bold collection of mature, 18+ stories that explore secrecy, complicated relationships, inner conflict, desires and the consequences of unspoken desires. These stories are not about what’s said out loud but what hidden in the quiet.
Read
Chapter: Chapter 97She looked at me now, those blue eyes as uncertain as I'd ever seen them. "I mean, I'd like you to stay my assistant – we're, um, so used to each other and all – but I wouldn't want to hold back your career. I know you must not want to be an assistant forever." For the first time in several minutes – all right, I'll admit it, in several months – my mind actually grasped what was going on. "You...want me...to stay," I stammered, sounding like an idiot. It was her turn to blink. "Of course," she said, as if it had never been in question. I tried to keep my lower lip from actually hitting the desk. Not only had I realized what was going on, I had realized just how much of an idiot I'd been. My mind raced. I had three concerns – one, finding a way to say yes that didn't make me sound like a lovesick fool; two, trying to comprehend my luck; and three, trying to recover something resembling dignity. "I think...we work pretty well together," I stammered finally. "I'd like to stay." S
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 96All of my emotion – the remnants of my anger, my lust, my desire, and other feelings I still shied away from – blazed from my eyes into hers, as I mentally begged her to keep her eyes open, to let me look into them. My lips caressed her again, and kept moving, continuously stroking and nibbling and lightly sucking her outer, then inner, lips. She hissed in a soft breath, her eyes so big. There was a strange light in her eyes as well as we stared each other down. The depth of emotion in her eyes startled me, though they were not emotions I could identify. I did not dare to hope. I gave her one gentle, curious, tentative lick, a light smooth lick with the flat of my tongue, dragging her outer lips along and wiggling ever so slightly to stimulate her. She let out a long, sighing moan, and relaxed, her fingers tightening in my hair. "Don't stop," she whispered, not looking away. And so, with our eyes locked together, I began again. My lips stroked and tasted, my tongue slowly, lin
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 95I felt a distant satisfaction – she might have been using me, but at least I could make her come whether she wanted to or not – and leaned away from her, licking my lips furiously, already trying to turn my mind back to the work that waited back at my desk. Then I couldn't move. Not due to any hesitation on my part, but because her hand was gripping my hair, holding me tight. She arched her back, still breathing fast, and pressed her soft folds back to my lips, rubbing them against my tongue as I opened my mouth in reflex. "Don't stop," she gasped out, making me freeze in place. "Please, more..." She shuddered, breaking off as my tongue unconsciously touched her, some part of me still as addicted as ever to her taste, her wonderful flavor, the evidence of the pleasure I gave her. Her fingers gripped my hair firmly, pulling, and I closed my eyes with something like a whimper as my anger imploded, evaporating into a desperate emptiness, with something warm and heavenly gleaming just
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 94That night, though, as I climbed into bed, I could not stop the fantasies returning to me. As my fingers began to tease along my slit, I could not help but imagine the heaven I had found again and again with her, with the taste of her, the sound of her ecstasy and the feel of her skin on my face and mouth while I savored her. I writhed under my hand, and reached my first climax quickly, gasping and shaking. I lay still, eyes closed, Diane's beauty in my eyes and her moans in my ears. Then I recalled the words I had read, and my anger returned. The memory of her soft, pleasured moans returned – but now the sounds were harsh, cynical, somehow soured. That delicious surrender in her body as she relaxed each time beneath my questing tongue turned into something else – something accompanied by a smug laugh, the sense of getting something that one wants, not a true desirous surrender. I bit my lip, my anger increasing until I was nearly in tears – and I found my fingers moving again, th
Last Updated: 2026-06-11
Chapter: Chapter 93On one rare occasion when she needed me to work on a Saturday because of a meeting she was having at a local church picnic, of all things, she actually wore a dress to the office – the first time I had seen her in anything but a skirt and blouse. This, of course, provided me an incredible opportunity. With her dress up around her waist, her creamy hips and thighs totally bare to my hands and her body laid back comfortably, I took the opportunity to explore not only her flat stomach – and much enjoyed feeling the quivers and tension in the muscles there – but slid my hands up higher, and for the first time, touched her breasts. They were soft and silky smooth, and their weight felt perfect in my hands. The first time I touched them, she gasped, arching against my hands, but her hips pulled back with a hint of nervousness. I almost laughed at the idea of a woman who had my tongue buried inside her being nervous about me touching her breasts. I drew my hands back, exploring her torso,
Last Updated: 2026-06-11
Chapter: Chapter 92We continued in this way for almost three months I would spend a half hour before any meeting with my arms wrapped around her hips, holding her up off her chair and letting her thrust and buck against my mouth as I slowly licked and tongued her out of her mind. I was in heaven – a gorgeous, sexy, wonderful woman was almost dependent on me for pleasure. I was fairly sure I was her only source of orgasm at this point – from her reactions to my touches, I don't think she was pleasuring herself at all anymore. If she hadn't had a meeting in a couple of weeks, she would often come within only a minute or two.However, the emotional quandary continued. I wondered whether I had feelings for this woman – and if I did, what I should do about it. If I tried to change our arrangement into a romantic relationship, I risked losing everything. I was fairly sure that the dichotomy between our relationship and our physical intimacy was getting to Diane as well – whenever I would slip into her office
Last Updated: 2026-06-11
LOGIN
