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Journey through Desolation

by sr71plt on Nov 20, 2018
Loving Wives

She felt she was floating on air as she moved down the line of the TrainLink XPT coaches toward where a conductor was standing and waving the overnight passengers onto the sleeping coach. Liam was in Sydney now, 550 miles northeast, in New South Wales. She hadn't been this far away from him in the three years they'd been married—in the three years he had bee...

Short Tales of ENF

by PhoenixENF on Mar 29, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is a place to find short stories about girls and women embarrassed by their nudity in front of others. Some stories do go into masturbation, groping, humiliation, and mild ****. But...overall i think I'm pretty tame compared to other authors. You decide :PWhat's next? The Desolation of Jasmin Amber in Life's...

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Peril: The Fall

by Robopoop on Dec 7, 2017
Fan Fiction

One fateful day, an unbelievably powerful **** came to the solar system. Invisible to most human technology and super power senses, it hid in the dark side of the moon, remaining completely undetected when it arrived. Unlike any other sinister **** that the known universe has ever faced, this hidden threat would become the undoing of Earth's greatest heroes,...

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Alpha

by Sublissimal on Jan 16, 2019
NonHuman

Cool grass beneath my belly. Lying in stillness. Endless noise amplified by inner silence. It is deathly still now. Fingers of wind tease musky fur. No will to outrun the wind this day. The Bitch with a broken soul. We lie waiting for pain to subside. Recall shared blood-lust, tearing flesh as two in the mind. Blinks Her eyes open remembering it was only fa...

Fire

by Westcam on Mar 3, 2020
Loving Wives

This is my Mission Impossible: a story limited to 750 words, tackling two issues with which I have a strong personal connection. An upfront warning -- this is a very dark story indeed so if that's not your thing, please move on. There is no BTB ending either. Unless you've been living in a cocoon, you probably know that much of eastern Australia is devasta...

A Gorean Storean Ch. 03

by sweetteaandarsenic on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Vol of Thentis declines to have the girl branded with the popular khef symbol; she is a little wild flower, a tiny unexpected thing of beauty growing in the empty desolation of rocks and rubble on a barren hillside, such as might lift a solitary man's heart as the blossoms in the midst of desolation have often done, sometimes bringing tears to his eyes, and...

Boredom

by indianmasala on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a late Saturday afternoon. My work had wound up early and I was returning home earlier than scheduled. Meera had not yet got any job and she had been bored to death since we moved into Bellary, a small town outside Bangalore. My company had set up a new plant there and the job kept me for long hours and in spite of us being married for only three mont...

Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars Ch. 01

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Nov 14, 2017
Romance

So, while working on Deep End I started work on a new story, a sailing story, of course. I don't like working on two stories at once - which is why I usually ending up doing just that - but this is a work-in-progress, too, and unfinished (boo-hiss). Still, have fun. I'll finish this before Deep End, I guess. The title? A song, of course. I like Sinatra's ve...

Alraune Mandragora Ch. 04

by wafflecone111 on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

I'd like to thank the readers who waited patiently for this chapter. Your encouraging words are much appreciated. ***** As daylight faded, rain clouds were gathering. Marna peered through the warped glass of one of the ancient cloister's many windows as the deep dark clouds rolled in. These clouds usually brought thunder. She hoped that her mother and fath...

Nest Slave Ch. 01

by MulTaKa on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

It was 8 o'clock in the evening on a Tuesday in late June when Victoria Bidarte was kidnapped. It had been dark, damp, overcast and unusually warm, and every worker on the roofing site was sweating in the 90-degree heat. The men were sullen, and tempers were high. Those who worked on the ground envied the workers who perched on the roof, hammering and stapli...