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Earth In His Ballsack

by Lord Bitememan on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was after a speech to the Berkley audience that Al Gore retired to his dressing room and started to think about things for a while. It had been some months since Tipper and he had been together. It's not that she was unloving, but she was scarcely equipped as of late to cope with his "secret." The lonely vice president decided it would be for the best...

The Fall Ch. 02

by Sovereign_State on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Warnings: Drug use and abduction. Don't try this at home, as you will likely get arrested. A/N: I'm just here to write delicious Victorian femdom smut. As always, a solid THANK YOU to Brenda for beta-ing this. ***~~~SS~~~*** Upon waking up, Jonathan took note of a few things. One- his head felt like it was stuffed with cotton, his limbs felt heavy, and...

Smile for the Camera

by remora on Apr 29, 2025

He was a doctor, in his mid 30s. Not especially handsome, honestly a bit gruesome if she were being completely honest. Skin was a little greasy, and his cheeks were a little puffy. No ring on his finger. "I know, for most people, it sounds pathetic, but honestly, most of the time, I get home from work, and I'm way too tired to do the basic household cho...

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Sheila Pays the Tab

by Kippy189 on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Author's Note: This is just another white wife cuckolds her husband with a well endowed black man. So if you're looking for an original story... Sorry. I wrote it because I found the idea titillating. While I wrote it, it turned me on and so does re-reading it. It's the first time I've written anything from the woman's perspective (as if I have a clue about...

The Ice Cherry

by LawrenceD on Aug 18, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

**A reader commented that a holiday story should have redemptive value, in the spirit of the season, and that, perhaps I fail to tap into that delirious, all-consuming happiness that each and every one of us must feel during the long, cold winter months. Of course, it could be that redemption—good or ill—is in the iris of the beholder. --Indeed...

The Aroma Of Worked Wood

by Geoff Chaucer on Aug 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Berkley furniture was a manufacturer of fine hand made wood furniture and Alec Conyers was one of those who did the making. He was fifty years old, tall, and strong with big hands that looked clumsy but were in fact very delicate and skilled with wood. His specialty was work on hand carving table and chair legs and much of that work began with placing a long...

A crazy life

by daveport on Apr 22, 2025

I am writing this journal to try to understand what has happened to me. My name is Dave Lord and until I woke up this morning my life was that of a typical 18 year old college freshman attending UC Berkley in California. However that was all different when I woke up this morning. The first difference is I woke in a luxurious room filled with expensive furnit...

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Cindy Cho's Secret

by hardleo on Dec 10, 2019
Interracial Love

Fair warning. I am not a writer, there will probably be grammar issues. If you want great description and deep backgrounds, This is probably not it. Themes of raceplay, wmaf, ntr, taboo *** Jon Cho had retired early, at the age of 50, after a large software company absorb his company. They have been prying for the merger for years and Jon finally gave in...

One Night in Napa

by Piscator on Apr 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

This is a story of Rick, a jilted husband, abandoned by his lesbian wife for her a previous lover and his one-night tryst with a San Francisco mynx in the Napa Valley. All characters are over eighteen. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific pla...

Second Hand Pussy

by 69plus1 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

We had hooked up a half dozen times when we were laying by each other covered in sweat and our combined juices when she said: "We need to talk." "Oh-ho, I know what that means, want me to just leave?" I said. "No but after I tell you something you might want to." She replied turning towards me. "Well what's on your mind?" I asked fearing things were going...