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The Man in the Attic

by DeniseNoe on Dec 24, 2019
Reviews & Essays

"The Man in the Attic" and a most peculiar living arrangement A made-for-TV movie based on a true story, "The Man in the Attic" tells a complex and startling tale of how a middle-aged woman and a young man created a most peculiar and morally troubling family arrangement. The story begins in the 1910s. A youth named Edward Broder (Neil Patrick Harris) does...

Eldritch Whorers

by PodgeLodge on Sep 26, 2017
Fantasy

"Son?! Can you go clean out the attic while we work on the kitchen?!" Somehow, your mom's voice rings out through the massive mansion, reaching you all the way on the third floor. The great acoustics probably help, but near silence in the mansion is the most important factor. "Yeah mom, I'll get to it!" you automatically yell back, before...

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Peeing in the Company Attic

by leaky_one on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Natasha loved being on archive duty. This gave her a literally golden opportunity to misbehave herself whilst nobody else was around. The company attic was a long and well lit affair stacked with shelves bulging with paper documents. The roof sloped quite steeply from one side to the other but there was ample room to stand up especially if you were quite sho...

Mom Possessed by a Doll

by AnimeQueen3001 on Apr 22, 2025

"Mom, I'm Home", Chris said as he walked into the living room. He was surprised that his mom Kathy wasn't in the house, she would always walk into the living room to welcome him home from school, Chris Banning was 18-years-old, He was 5'8, short brown hair, hazel eyes, he was wearing under-wear, Capri shorts, shirt, socks, shoes, His mom Kathy Bann...

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Sledge

by WinstonWSmith on Dec 28, 2002
Science Fiction

It was a five year stint of keeping my ass to the wall and never dropping the soap. It was five years of greasy guys giving me the once over - five years of learning to have eyes in the back of my head. Five little years for selling blotter acid to the wrong person. Five years I would never get back. When they let me out, I was 26 and the only place to go wa...

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Hot Sex Instead of Dancing Ch. 17

by SusanJillParker on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Please give me the support of your vote. * Walter shows Tiffany his extensive women's shoe collection. "I'm sorry I mentioned my stripper clothes," she said with sadness. "Maybe some other time. I'll bring out all of my bras and panties for you to see them, touch them, and sniff them another time," she said with a laugh. "Okay?" No doubt she was kidding...

How I Fucked My Neighbours Pt. 01

by Jaje77 on Oct 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Shalna and Brian had lived next door to me for six months, and we had only spoken two or three times since then. In saying this though, it's not like I never noticed them. Shalna was thirty, five feet tall, shoulder length brown hair, big greenish-blue eyes, huge double D tits and an ass that didn't quit. Brian was the same age and built like a tank at nearl...

Cul-De-Sac Ladder I

by Shoreguy on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Number Seven I had been hired by another family on the Cul-de-sac to do a few chores around their house. This time it was two doors down at number seven. Jean and Mike had a ranch very similar to mine. They had one daughter, Fran, who was a sophomore in High School. The house was very nice but seemed a little small for them. Jean had converted the back bed...

Mrs. Willoughby Pt. 01

by Magna12 on Oct 19, 2020
Mature

When a perfect opportunity presents itself, it can be hard to know if taking advantage of a lady in distress will be worth the risks involved. I consider myself lucky this time, but I had plenty of reason to worry. Renovation of classic old homes is my business, and I was called by the wealthy Willoughby family to replace a chandelier in their large dining...

Bound in the Attic

by TighterPlease on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Sometimes it seems like I am 2 people. The public one, the one everyone sees zipping down our suburban street in my crossover, gathering groceries in my khaki skirt, strappy sandals and sensible blouse. The one with a smile for everyone and, I hope, a bright glint in my eye. But the other girl wants to come out. The naughty girl. The bad girl. The one that...