by
cookie52
on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman
The War
"He's got to die," Azrael whispered. He was stuck in a crushed building near the foundation with another messenger. "Cassiel, can you hear me?"
"Shut your fucking mouth, Azrael," he hissed back. "You'll get us killed." A light passed through a crack above them. Azrael closed his eyes, praying that the Apollyon missed him and Cassiel.
"Cassiel?"...
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by
txsaras
on Sep 13, 2017
Anal
I enter the room where you kneel, waiting for me, soft black cloth covering your eyes, hands resting quietly in your lap, head inclined slightly as though you're channeling all of your energy into the senses remaining to you. The door snicks softly as it closes behind me, and your head jerks. The blonde cascade of your hair swings with the motion. I step asi...
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Non-Erotic
Stay right where you are. he told her, I said...you fuckin' cunt, STAY RIGHT THE FUCK WHERE YOU ARE.
And even though his words were a living projection, they weren't as harsh as one might assume. They were still tender. Still familiar. He could lure her into anything. He always lured her here, didn't he, and now she was at the mercy of his will.
Why do you...
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by
virgochild
on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman
BaaaaaaaaaaDooooooooom! AHH, WHAT THE FUCK. I had just risen up with a startled gasp realizing that the booming sound was just nothing but thundering and lighting crackling through the sky. Damn that scared the ever living shit out of me.
After a few seconds of trying to catch my breathe and getting my all too fast beating heart back down to my chest I laid...
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Erotic Couplings
Some college, somewhere in the United States
I
The hot cheerleader was an American cliché, of course; Jason knew that. What's more, as a college quarterback, he was also aware of his own cliché-ness.
Ironically, however, he was only aware of this precisely because he wasn't a stereotypical jock. In his spare time, instead of consuming football and porn...
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by
Slc10000
on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction
Joe loves Fanny
Joseph recoiled in fear when the angel appeared. He had previously encountered angels, including the one who had revealed the location of the gold plates that he had translated. This angel was different. He was built at least twice as thick as the angel Moroni and he was over a foot taller. The cherubim carried a broadsword that glowed white...
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by
scarredangel
on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM
Have you ever been ruled over?? Having someone in power telling when to speak when to laugh when to shut up. Not having any control over your body letting them touch and play how they choose? God is that the best thing ever. If your blind folded or tied up its even more agony, because if your blindfolds thin you can see the shadows but mostly you just have t...
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by
KieranLove
on Feb 13, 2018
Fetish
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
*****
"There are four basic human needs; food, sleep, sex and revenge." — Banksy
Tara walked across campus that September morning. The sunlight bounced off her blonde hair as she walked briskly toward her dorm. She couldn't ignore the fact that her plump nipples atop her ample breasts...
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by
MetalBlueRyu
on Dec 30, 2017
BDSM
"What the fuck?" you yell out loud. Heads turn to look at you with curiosity.
"I'm sure you heard me quite clearly." she says adjusting her glasses. Her dark brown eyes are smiling at you.
"Arrgh..." You mutter getting up from your desk. Fucking bitch!
You push past her and storm your way to the CEO office. She smirks as she lay...
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by
Scheherazade
on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur
Brush My Hair:...A Never-Ending Tale
It was sundown, and shadows of trees coming in through windows lay on oak flooring. The bed was still neatly made with white eyelet comforter on goose down mattress, plush pillows in abundance thrown at the intricately carved cherry headboard.
He was stretched out across the bedding, fully dressed, propped up on one elb...
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