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Fortune Smiled

by Paniolo Boy on Apr 25, 2018
Novels and Novellas

I never used to believe in luck. I always thought that a person created their own luck. You just had to be in the right place at the right time, and be prepared to take advantage of the opportunity when it presented itself. Then when that opportunity came around, you grabbed ahold of it and ran with it as fast and as far as you could. That's what I always th...

Mysterious Island of Dr. Porneau

by silliesam on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 1 Karen Hudson stood in the dense, dark green tropical foliage out of breath with perspiration dripping from her bikini-clad body. Her long auburn hair hung down in sweaty bands that wiped across her shoulders with loose, wet strands sticking to her large, white, succulent breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and swollen from the physical exertion an...

LAN Party (complete)

by saintlimey on Dec 23, 2019
Fetish

*Disclaimer: This story contains recurring characters from my other stories. If you'd like to read their introduction you can do so in the story An Odette Duet. If this doesn't bother you and your interest is in lactation, expansion, and girl x girl themes, then read on. Thanks!* ***** LAN Party Part 1 Word Count: 6302 "Pari. . ." "No, I'm not ta...

Three Square Meals Ch. 107

by Tefler on Aug 27, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

John's mouth fell open as he stared at the images the Vulkat had taken of the salvaged Thrall ship components. He felt an eerie kind of click as Dana named each of the forbidding black objects, her words resonating in his mind. "They're standard issue in all Thrall vessels!" he blurted out, his eyes widening as he stared at the ship's equipment. "I know wh...

Taking The Class Pt. 02

by ivan_ronical on Sep 24, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 1: Friday Morning, 8:54AM – Life's A Lot More Fun When You Aren't Responsible For Your Actions "Oh, fuck!" Will slid his arms up along the back of the girl's shirt as her torso bonelessly tipped away from him. Her legs were still locked around his hips, a sticky mess between them at the place where they were joined together. "Not the most gracefu...

Moving On

by SRound on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

This is my attempt at a Halloween themed story. It is a bit slow and takes a while to get to the sex. It contains some gender bending shenanigans also, so you might not want to read it if you are not a fan of such things. For those who do read it, I hope you enjoy! All characters are 18 or older. ***** Time. Like a pawn in chess or a shark in water, time...

Three Square Meals Ch. 120

by Tefler on May 6, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Fleet Admiral Lynette Devereux walked along the bustling corridor, her security detachment clearing a path so that she could proceed uninterrupted. Despite the early hour, this area of Olympus shipyard was teeming with personnel, with many thousands of navy crewmen recalled from leave and ready to muster out to their ships. The officers amongst the men and w...

Spell, Crook and Handle Pt. 08

by Lost Boy on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

All characters are 18 years or older. Welcome to the eight installment of this series. I hope you enjoy. This will hopefully fill in some of the gaps I have been hinting at in previous stories. Please feel free to vote, comment or offer suggestions. This is a long one, it took a while to weave it all together. ***** HIPS: Hiding In Plain Sight [a franchis...

The Wages of a Divorcee's Sin

by c1992w on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Author's Foreword: This submission is a re-telling of my 'More Legacy of Number: 10 Part Series ' (Which was itself a continuation of my 'The Legacy of Number 7 and Number 1.' ) Note further that in the original, I only mentioned Jere as being divorced. In the follow up submitted, as requested by several readers, I give the details of his painful divorce.)...

Queenie and Miranda Pt. 01-06

by angiefuch on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Part One Miranda Holmes locked the door of her small grey Ford car, straightened her grey skirt and checked her grey jacket in the reflection in the glass of the car door before she turned and walked up the short cracked and broken concrete pathway to the fading peeling blue painted door of Number Three, Alderman Lucas Drive, a boring ordinary Council house...