1950s Stories

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Who Killed Jenny Schecter? Ch. Adden. 1

by OGSalli on Jul 15, 2020
Humor & Satire

DJ La Pica (Carmen Morales) broadcast her first Top 10 Lesbian Country and Western Tunes list near the end of Chapter 34 of Who Killed Jenny Schecter (see below in case you missed them). Without further ado: "Good afternoooooon, San Francisco! This is your besty former convict galpal, Alice Pieszecki, broadcasting live from the Tower of Power here at Stati...

James & Maria Ch. 01

by enlb90 on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

It was a cool summer night when James was heading to Oak Park. When arriving he hid in the usual old oak tree just waiting, waiting for Maria. He saw her one cold winter night back in December walking her golden retriever, Andy. After that fateful night he's been there every evening just to see her, her quiet beauty, her smile, and her graceful ways. Humans...

Tell Me about Last Night

by KayPS on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Hey Chloe." "Morning Laura. Hey, thanks for letting me crash here last night." "Hey, don't worry about it. What are friends for? Want some coffee? There's some brewing now." "You're a star, Laura. That'd be great. What time is it?" "About eleven. You've been out like a light." "What time did we get back here last night?" "Don't you remember? About two...

1950s: Moms & Daughters

by silkstockingslover on Dec 9, 2019
Illustrated

Summary: Two moms become Mistresses to their daughters. Note 1: Thanks to Rebecca, the famous artist whose artwork inspired and was used for this new series. Especially her series 'Housewives at Play', 'Teens at Play' and 'Hot Moms'. Thank you for access to your entire book catalogue as well as your website for this massive series. Note 2: This is the fift...

Valuing Books

by oggbashan on Aug 31, 2017
How To

Oggbashan's Advice: Is this book valuable? This was written for charity shops selling books in the UK but can have some application elsewhere. A secondhand book has NO value unless somebody wants to buy it. 1. Books that have NO value Readers' Digest Condensed Books and Mills and Boon paperbacks can soon swamp the largest shop. There are buyers for pris...

Hungry like The Wolf Ch. 02

by kinkybunny123 on Dec 16, 2019
NonHuman

"I knew you'd be back woman." came a voice. "Fuck." thought Maggie I didn't give it long enough to clear the gas out. But, she looked up at the man. "What happened to Elvis?" she asked. "I am Elvis, woman." said Elvis. Then he changed back into a wolf and wagged his tail. "I have to sit down." said Maggie. So she sat down. "Did ya bring anything to eat...

Honey Hollow

by Gray Gremlin on Nov 18, 2020
Amateur

Welcome to Honey Hollow! Scenically located on the shores of (REDACTED great lake), we're a lovely port city of 75,000 inhabitants. Now, we might not have breathtaking mountains lined with chalets and ski resorts, nor do we have a charming riverwalk overlooking a mighty river, and we aren't the perfect setting for higher learning. So what do we have for you,...

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Here's Looking At You

by bradley_stoke on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Sam held the black-and-white photograph of his first wife in the gnarled fingers of his hand. "Here's looking at you, kid," he said, holding it up towards his failing eyes, as much aware of the liver spots on the back of his hand as of Jenny's prim beauty. Her delicate hands were crossed over a pleated knee-length skirt and her face shone in the white sunl...

Halloween Car - A Rural Legend

by Abdulbenthere on Aug 19, 2017
Erotic Horror

Writer's note: You may have heard this story about any rural high school in America. Urban legends are always better when seasoned with local spices. If you're looking for hot sex, sorry, there's just enough skin showing here to make it interesting. * The wrecked car is a local landmark on the two-lane highway that leads to the high school. Buddy's family...

Dirty Office Fucking

by KatieBoobs on Jul 15, 2020
Group Sex

A cold gust of wind swept into the room from the open window behind my desk. My boss, Charles, sat across from me, tapping his fingers impatiently on his arm rest. There was silence between the two of us and the only sound in the room was that of my chiming clock. My office looked like something out of the 1950s complete with an old mahogany desk, large boo...