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Wild College Nights Ch. 03

by Lionheart72 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

"What the hell happened to you?" Becky almost lunged off the bed as Liz came through the door of the small studio apartment. Becky had still been asleep when Liz had left for art class. The sight of her friend - despite weeks of shared living space and passionate sex Becky still wouldn't allow herself to think of Liz as her girlfriend - was startling. Liz's...

Rachel's Fire: 07

by alexander tzara on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

(STREET INDEX) a ABBEY LANE EH8 ABBEY ROAD DALKEITH EH22 ABBEY STRAND EH8 ABBEY STREET EH7 ABBEY HILL EH8 ABBEY HILL CRESCENT EH8 ABBEYMOUNT EH8 ABBOTSFORD COURT EH10 ABBOTSFORD CRESCENT EH10 ABBOTSFORD PARK EH10 ABERCORN AVENUE EH8 ABERCORN COTTAGES EH15 ABERCORN COURT EH8 ABERCORN CRESCENT EH8 ABERCORN DRIVE EH8 ABERCORN GARDENS EH8 ABER...

The Pursuit of Justice

by jezzaz on Mar 20, 2018
Loving Wives

Hey Folks. I got asked to produce a mystery story for the amazing RandiBlack1958, and when Randi comes knocking, I have learned, you answer the call. She asked for a Mystery, and I took that rather literally. So, I wrote this -- my first noir-ish detective story. Randi also edited it, and complained a lot about the number of dashes I use in my text, among o...

The Tart Pt. 01

by notbreckenridge on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Note: This story was inspired by an anecdotal account of a famous author's days at college. I will not name this person to avoid any controversy. He didn't participate in those events, but reported that there was a custom where some of the most feminine boys were kept as "the tart" of some of the upperclassmen. In that instance it was probably done in a more...

The Secret for a Perfect Ass

by GALVANIZER on Jul 25, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Jennifer Ashton was sitting at her office, checking boringly her duties on her computer agenda. Being a well known nutritionist has its advantages, but being a futanari nutritionist is just the best, especially for the number of gorgeous fitness models looking for her advices...and her extra appendage. Jenny is around 38 years old, she's quite a robust wo...

Camping with Our Friends

by dustyblues on Sep 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

My wife Logan and I were on a camping trip with our best friends, Kate and Ashton. *** Kate is a stunning, leggy redhead with a perfect figure and amazing breasts. During the last few years that we've known each other, I've fantasized (plenty!) about her! The four of us are close enough that we're always at each other's houses or on trips together, and we...

No Future Ch. 45

by bradley_stoke on Sep 18, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"Did you?" said Lindiwe in genuine surprise. She'd forgotten that her grandmother had once lived in England. In fact, she'd lived there over ten years before Lindiwe was even born. She was reminded that the prospect of following in her grandmother's footsteps had been a factor that had originally attracted her to England. "I remember Reigate very well," her...

Sizzling Embrace Ch. 07

by adjoaq on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

I apologize for the delay in posting this chapter Folks. Got caught up with work. Cheers! Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Tyler Tyron Wesley vs. Tanesha Ashton Dedicated to Sexy Rash, my bootylicious big sis. Meeting the parents! *** 'Why the fuck is he staring at me?' Ty asked himself, trying not to fidget. He'd never felt that uncomfortab...

Wednesday Nite Widows

by 80niner on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Jackie Webster was not sure when the Wednesday Nite Widows Card Club changed their rules and she got her bare bottom warmed over Janet Masons lap. but she remembered exactly how it happened and how it felt. So would Janet, and Lorene Simmons . All three were approaching forty, Liz Ashton was a generation older. Krista Forbes and Mindy Carson, the newest me...

Extra Attention

by lovefeelingslutty on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My lust-addled brain swiftly reached a conclusion; his jeans needed to come off. Immediately. The top button was undone, his happy trail running from his bellybutton and disappearing down, like an arrow pointing to the Holy Grail. The prize in question was straining against its confines, and the idea that it was I who did this to him made me writhe underne...