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A very powerful new Hero in town

by Ragnockae136 on Mar 27, 2017
Fan Fiction

You're name is Garrett Caine and your a very handsome young man who is coming to Gotham to work on the B Project for Bruce Wanyne. You heard that he a penthouse playboy kinda guy. Maybe he'll show you a good place in town to pick up some busty babes. Any though you had a few sexual partners before. You been leading a double life from being a very known scien...

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Der Hausgast

by MACC on Sep 26, 2017
Non-English (dated)

„Hallo, mein Schatz, ich bin zu Hause“, rief ich, als ich das Haus betrat. Meine Frau Marina war in der Küche und bereitete unser Abendessen vor. „Hallo, mein Schatz, wie war Dein Tag?“ fragte sie und gab mir einen Kuss auf die Lippen. Ich zog sie eng an mich und erwiderte ihren Kuss. Meine Frau war mit ihren sechsunddreißig Jahren noch ein echter Hingucker,...

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How to Use a Condom

by Shale on Sep 1, 2017
How To

Properly used, condoms can reduce the risks of infection by sexually transmitted diseases. Use latex condoms and always check the expiration date on the package to make sure they are not old. Use condoms for vaginal, oral or anal sex. There are larger condoms for those who need them, as well as smaller. For convenience, use a lubricated condom with a rese...

The boys want to knock up Melissa

by pablosantori on Aug 26, 2009
Erotic Couplings

There's a rumor going around the school that the boys want to knock you up. You first heard the rumor from your best friend Candice, but you've heard the rumor from others as well. Getting you knocked up would be a big score, not only because you're the heiress to a large family fortune, but also because you're definitely the hottest girl in school. Candice...

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The Runaways

by TheInfiniteDragon on May 28, 2019
Fantasy

Every story must have a beginning, middle and an end; a universal rule that will seemingly never change. However, one can always control how they read a story, or rather exactly where they start. Typically you would pick the first chapter of a narrative, but perhaps you'd rather skip to the good stuff, or maybe you already read and want to start somewhere el...

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Let Me Tell You A Story

by gscmar64 on Nov 20, 2017
Miscellaneous

I look up when I hear the keys rattling in the cell door across from mine. Well seems I'm getting someone I could possible chat with. When the screws leave i call out "So what are you in for?" he tells me grand theft by doesn't tell me his name only that I could call him "Booster!" "What about you?" "I was sentenced to a fe...

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Magic Marker

by Kazza on Sep 3, 2019
Fantasy

The origins of the magic marker are unknown, only that tales of it's exploits have been told for centuries, a magical artifact that can change both mind and flesh with a stroke. Earliest reports of the artifact state that it had been a quill once before slowly adapting to the writing instruments of the twenty-first century. It is said that the marker has alm...

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Familie mal anders

by Herrtobi27 on Aug 2, 2020
BDSM

"Hi, mein Name ist Tobias Schneider und bin 19 Jahre alt. Ich bin ein Einzelgänger, besser gesagt mache ich mir nicht sehr viel aus anderen Menschen. In meiner Freizeit gehe ich gern in den Park Joggen oder schraube an so manchen Dingen in der Garage. Körperlich bin ich sehr Fit und würde fast schon sagen Muskulös. Um ehrlich zu sein Sexuelle Erfahrunge...

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Rookie Cop

by Ghostwriter4 on Jan 4, 2016
Fetish

It was an average day for Bella Keith who sat at her corner desk regularly signing and sorting stacks of papers. It wasn't what she wanted when becoming a cop, but she eased into the job. On that average day, out of the blue, the Chief assigns her to be on the field. Containing her happy dance, Bella grabbed her cap an ran out to the departments parking lot....

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Crowning Glory

by Spoox on Dec 24, 2019
Fantasy

Baron Bartholomew cracked open the door of his daughter's bedchamber. Like the Lord's prayer, it was a dawn ritual he had developed after the death of his eldest son. He gazed upon the young woman in proud silence, watching her chest rise and fall under the rich silk sheets he had brought back from Palestine. Christine looked safe while locked in her dreams....

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