Aio Radiator Subtle Burning Smell Stories

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A Gaijin's Tale Ch. 4

by kotori on Sep 11, 2017
Interracial Love

~A Man Needs a Maid~ After a number of months living in Japan while on assignment, I decided to take a small apartment and leave hotel life behind. It looked as though the best offer came from my immediate supervisor, Hideki-san, who had a vacant apartment in his building, on the same floor. I was a little tentative about being so close, as Hideki's wife, S...

A Demon Scorned Ch. 01

by charmscale on May 22, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Anita I regained consciousness slowly. The first thing I became aware of was a heavy weight in my mind. My magic. Why couldn't I reach my magic? I opened my eyes. Two men leered down at me. "She's awake," said one. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. Still trying...

A Demon Scorned Ch. 02

by charmscale on Jun 3, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Anita I awoke, and looked around my cell. It was pretty bare. Stone walls. A crude table and chair. And the cot I was lying on. That was all. I noticed that, while I was sleeping, someone had left food on the table. With a soft sigh, I sat down to eat. Saban's arrival wa...

Soaked To the Skin Pt. 01

by Drmaxc on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Hannah was soaked, completely soaked. The downpour unexpected: the result inevitable. She had looked wonderful, all poise and fashion; but now, merely a passable impression of a drowned rat. Her long fair hair hung in clumps; her short skirt dripped water down her strong bare legs and right into her long black boots zipped to the knee; her blouse a damp rag...

A Demon Scorned Ch. 03

by charmscale on Aug 26, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Anita "Yes!" I stared at the small glow in the palm of my hand. Magic! I was working magic! I'd nearly defeated the cuffs. Soon I'd be able to channel enough magic to get free. There was a knock at the door of my cell, and I hurriedly snuffed out the light. "Come in." It was Egear with my breakfast. He set it on the table. Instead of leaving the room, h...

Locked In

by Krieger013 on Dec 14, 2020
Erotic Horror

Amanda flattened herself against the wall, ducking out of sight of her quarry. This was ridiculous. This isn't who I am, I swear. Amanda was the sane girlfriend: she respected boundaries, didn't go through her boyfriend's phone or messenger, didn't stalk him on social media, and didn't warn other girls to 'stay away from her man'. She was an enlightened, ope...

The Nature of the Relationship.

by mforj on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

********** A story written by my slut to remind us about the nature of the relationship. ********** The Master had decided a few weeks previously that things had slipped slightly lately. His slut had become lax in her submission to him. It was partly his fault, after all life had been busy, but that didn't excuse her. So the Master decided that she need...

Temporary Assigned Duty Perk

by oggyoggy on Mar 2, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Again, this story is pure fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. (wink) ------------------- One of the memorable events in my sex life occurred when I was sent...

Dead Mouse or Rat

by Baba8 on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

The smell of a dead mouse and a dead rat is the same. The rat is bigger so the smell lingers longer as the body mortifies. The smell of dead critter was in the boat shop. Most people when entering the shop would comment on the woody smell. The reason is we heat with wood, plus the added attraction we have wood products everywhere. An industrial orange Woodmi...

Sketches of Elise

by Spengler on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It had begun on the plaza -- a small oasis of concrete, dwarf trees and benches tucked down in the steel and glass towers. On crisp autumn days the women of the towers descended to the plaza to munch sandwiches, talk about obtuse bosses, suburbs soccer, Sex in the City, and obtuse husbands. Elise noticed the small woman one day in late October. She sat apar...