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Oral Fixation

by Selena_Kitt on Sep 12, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I'm a psychologist by trade, but I'm far from your mainstream therapist, and I'm certainly not a Freudian—although to be fair, in spite of the faults we can find today in a lot of his theories about the psyche, the guy did open the door to self-reflection, and that can't ever be a bad thing. He thankfully paved the way for (and helped mentor, at least for a...

Sexsomniac

by amyyum on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I have always considered myself an ugly duckling that never matured into the beautiful swan that Hans Christian Andersen wrote about. Well I guess I'm not truly ugly, but probably just completely and utterly plain. Maybe that's why my Mom named me Jane. I'm not really fat, but certainly not sleek. My hair isn't dry and discolored, but always seems frizzy....

America

by adam applebiter on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

(Author's note. This is a puzzle. If you can't figure out who it's about it won't make a lot of sense. I'll post an explanation in feedback in a few days if nobody else does.) April 3rd, 1968 The room is quite without character. It's clean, though not clinically so. It's tidy, but it's hard to arrange one table, one ashtray and two chairs in an untidy mann...

Fried, Stewed, and Nude

by EmeraldSolitaire on Oct 12, 2020
BDSM

Hurricane Sally was bearing down on Pensacola and it was starting to strengthen and I was worried as I had lived in Panama City two years ago when Hurricane Michael came through and was concerned about my home making it through the storm and I knew my friend Alyssa had a very solid house that had been built after the Hurricane Andrew building code had been p...

The Cannabis Cup

by SelentiaBoss on Dec 11, 2018
BDSM

The legalisation of medicinal marijuana provided an unexpected opportunity for the Selentia Group, and after months of negotiation with government agencies were successful in their application to begin production supplying to the local medical centers and hospitals. As is generally the case at Selentia though, one thing leads to another and with the addition...

What's A Friend For?

by imhapless on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Lana is a 27 year old virgin. That's her state because of her background and more than a mild case of generalized social anxiety disorder. She was an only child whose parents died when she was 10. Fortunately – or maybe unfortunately because it allowed her to shelter herself – her parents were wealthy and left their money to her in a trust administered by he...

Write Your Head Around This

by PanzerFeck on Sep 14, 2017
How To

PART 1: AROMATHERAPY FOREWORD This is a brief but informative and hopefully enlightening article on using your senses to help with your creativity. I highly recommend that if you're open-minded and looking to make your storytelling feel a little more adventurous and expressive, you try this and see where it takes you. 1 THE SENSES There is an uncommon n...

Animal Café Ch. 05

by Tigerstretch on Oct 5, 2020
Fetish

"Thank you!" Wow... That came out well for once. I just ordered a smoothie from the kiosk at the mall, and when they handed it over to me, I didn't hesitate or think; the words flew out of my mouth flawlessly. Regularly talking to the pet girls was making a big difference. Saying thank you maybe was not a big deal for most people, but to me, it was a small...

Back on My Feet Again

by holliday1960 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Author's warning: This story explores a dark subject; mental disorders. It briefly suggests the exploitation of people with mental challenges by the medical profession, and society. It's a relatively short exploration into the mind of someone with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. I've taken every precaution in avoiding obvious triggers, but with this disorde...

The Last Death of Ron and Melanie

by SneakyDeaner on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Through the glass, the steel ribbons of the other track gradually stopped rushing by in a shiny blur and started to come into focus as Amtrak 871 slowed for the next station stop. The blurred yellows, oranges, golds and dull grays of the autumn countryside slowly morphed from a vivid abstract into a real-life of almost-barren, gray oaks and ashes desperately...