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Shopping Ch. 2

by whineluvr on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

The Conclusion this is part 2 of Shopping....enjoy! I could hear the low rumble of the crowd as I stood behind the heavy velvet drape. My throat was bone dry and my palms were dripping. The words repeating and repeating in my head..."what have you gotten yourself into this time my dear?" ~ It all started earlier in the week after He had taken me "Shoppin...

Muses Ch. 05

by Sean Renaud on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

A few hours (and a completed story that is up on Lit) later Karen and her giggling friends were sitting with glasses filled with a clear liquid. "You know Piss n' Vodka isn't nearly as disgusting as you'd think. I mean the thought of it is pretty nasty but the flavor, not bad at all." Karen commented upending her glass and then throwing what was left into th...

Jamaican Dominance

by SamJohnston on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

My girlfriend, Katy, is 19 years old. My name is Aaron and I'm 21. We have been together for over four years, without any real problems. Only our sex life has been lacking as of late. She's never in the mood anymore, whereas I want to have sex all the time. To make things worse, she is the hottest girl I know. She has long brown hair and brown eyes, full lip...

Virgin Ch. 03

by SissyKirsty on Sep 13, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

My last thoughts before I fell asleep were that I was now his, a thought that has washed away since and been replaced with shame as I wake with a pillow in my face. Shame, shame, and more shame. Why did I do what I did? What possessed me so? I kissed another man! I let him grind up against me and dry hump me. I even grinded back! I sucked his cock and came w...

Master SHANGO Presents PIMP ZEE

by dsoul on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

The downpour had just about turned into a drizzle when Zee drove into her street. He entered their stuccoed driveway and honed his horn as he came to a stop. At that moment the front door opened and out came a young girl and a young lad, both locked in conversation just as Zee got down from his car. The young girl turned from her companion and looked at his...

Pleasure in the Pillory Ch. 03

by adoration on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The first week rushed by, with me providing regular research for Patricia to work into her latest blockbuster, an occasional trip to her huge bed for a sexual romp, but mostly it was work, eat, drink and sleep. And speaking of sleep, at nights I often had to finger myself like crazy before drifting off to sleep and dreaming wonderful, erotic dreams about bei...

In The Library Ch. 01

by electricblue66 on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Horror

I made my way to the far end of the Memorial library to my favourite waiting place, down on the ground floor. Along the west side of the library there are a series of floor to ceiling windows looking out over a wide expanse of grass and then down to the band of trees by the river. The windows catch the afternoon sun, which streamed in on this beginning of...

Mr Taylor's Tribulations Ch. 03

by adoration on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

On the way home in her large Jaguar, my wife tried to suppress a snicker, which became a snigger, and finally a full-blown laugh. We were giving her sexy best friend, Paula Pain, a lift back to our place for drinks after my second humiliation session with Maitresse Yvette, and I was – naturally – in the back seat, my rightful place, I guess, now I was being...

Katie - A Short Stroke Story

by teachgirl1980 on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Katie She had only been working at the Verizon store for two years and she had advanced far for her age. She had been working sales on the floor for the last year and did very well. She was on college break for Christmas so she was grabbing some hours at the store for some quick spending money. Her name was Katie and she was waiting on a nice older man who...

Virgin Blood in the Boneyard Pt. 01

by QueenPersephone on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

Anya sat on an aged marble tomb, reading Finnegan's Wake - Joyce's great death prose - and sketching and scribbling ideas into her black leather bound journal. She had just turned eighteen and she spent most of her nights in the local cemetery, often alone, listening and waiting. She only wore black - tonight, a black velvet and lace long-sleeved dress that...