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Are You In?

by that hockeychick on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This story takes place in Joshua Tree National Park, and later, the city of Palm Springs. For those of you who aren't die-hard rock climbers (die-hards say the name of this park with reverence) JTNP is a half-hour northeast of Palm Springs. It is a beautiful park, with lots of hiking trails, and many places to rock climb. It is also part of the Mojave Desert...

St. Clair Ladies Circle: Marlena

by 1946EW on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

22nd Century Imports was a fancy name for a distressed goods wholesale business. Edward "Ted" Hanratty bought the inventory of businesses that were going out of business for whatever reason, and either sold the inventory to other businesses in the same line of work, or through a chain of discount outlets he had in his own and two neighboring states. The "imp...

I am Jake's Mom Ch. 01

by bqnk on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's Note: This is the first chapter of a story about a dark stone and hidden paths. The story begins innocently in an idyllic suburban setting, but don't be fooled: This is a story of descent -- shifting forms, pleasure, control, and the mystery of nature. Elements: Human TG, TF, Transformation, M2F, genderbending, time and space. All characters are...

Illegal tournament

by anonymous2731 on Apr 22, 2025

Underground tournament is starting. It's pretty crowded and everyone want to put a bet on their favourites. There are no rules, except you can't **** anybody. Guys can do anything they want with their enemies, also as girls. Guys must wear only boxers or be naked and girls only bra and panties or naked. Guys in the crowd can't wait to see girls bumped on the...

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Starlets to Sluts: Jessica Alba

by Sean Renaud on Sep 11, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"Hi everybody!" Jessica Alba shouted with an overly enthusiastic smile. "I'm Jessica Alba and this is Starlets to Sluts!" There was a very satisfied smile on Jermaine's lips as he looked at the young starlet. She was dressed in a crop top just barely dark enough to hide her nipples and a pair leather hip hugger painted on pants. A pair of matching stiletto...

Kate and I Ch. 32-38

by sramir2 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

I like to think sexnovella for my editing. 32. Got to turn off, as I roll over to my phone, reach for my phone, must...turn...off, finally, thank God, quiet. I sit up on the side of my bed, and gather my thoughts before I get up. I get up, throw on a shirt, grab a couple dollars and head for the vending machine again for another expensive bottle of water....

Journal of a Proper Young Lady

by Jen24 on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

I recently bought an old, slightly damaged vanity box from a market stall in Portobello Road. When I got it home, I was delighted to find that it had a false bottom and that concealed within it was a smallish leatherbound notebook. Upon opening the notebook, and breathing in its exciting, musty scent, my joy at my good fortune was greatly increased. I discov...

Admirable Faith

by JimBob44 on Dec 18, 2018
Mature

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. This story does contain elements of drugging, nonconsent, as well as mild BDSM. Again, you have been forewarned. -*- The receptionist smiled a...

Semen Supplication: Battery Bull

by yuda14me on Jul 30, 2019
Fetish

I locked the front door behind me and stepped out into the morning sun. It was a beautiful day. I walked across the patio and onto the sidewalk, and began the 5-minute walk to the designated bus pickup point. "Good morning, Ray!" Mrs Granger next door had taken a break from watering her lawn to wave at me. I smiled and waved back at her, admiring her amazi...

The Boy Next Door

by cetodd on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

It was hot that late-August evening, the kind of hot that makes you wonder if you really could fry an egg on the sidewalk in the afternoon, and disappointed that the air was too still to cool you down when the sun began to set. I decided to check on my motorcycle, the one thing it seemed she could count on lately, and maybe go for a ride. I walked into the g...