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Frozen Emotions Ch. 01

by steamoil on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The fresh sea air and isolation of their holiday place, a converted farm barn, was balm to their souls. It was ideal relaxation in their busy lives. They got up late, he making tea for them to have in bed. After a lazy breakfast, he would drive to fetch the paper for her from the local town. They then sat outside in the glorious summer weather enjoying the...

The Party Ch. 04

by Goodhusband on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Note: This story is the fourth episode in a series entitled "The Party". If you have not read the previous three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant hot wife humiliates her submissive cuckold husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories I strongly su...

Hers Ch. 01

by Scorpionic on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

He waited nervously, wondering; in the cool crisp air, sat on the park bench clutching a bag which contained the items she had instructed him to bring. A deep sense of anticipation, intrigue, puzzlement and fascination welled in him as he waited for her. Three days had passed and he had followed each of her instructions, precisely. Now he ached to see her; b...

Whilst The Cat's Away

by Adrian69702006 on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Outside it was raining hard and the leaden skies looked forbidding through the gap in the lace curtains. It had been forecast to be cold, wet day and in some places snow was expected. Anne stretched and gave a yawn as she awoke. Glad of the warmth of her bed -- and of a centrally heated house -- she decided that today would not be a day for going far if at a...

More Than Just A Dream Pt. 01

by NotReallySoInnocent on Oct 6, 2020
Romance

It started out as just a dream, a dream that I was spooning with the sexiest guy I'd ever met. It was so realistic, I could actually feel his hardness pressing against my ass and my pussy. And I could feel my heart racing from nervousness and excitement. Of course, there was no one there when I woke up. I'd gone to sleep alone, like I'd done for the past ye...

Not So Trivial Pursuit

by virtualatheist on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Cheryl sat back in her chair, brushed an errant strand of jet-black hair from her eyes and blew out heavily. She was musing to herself, "Bam! Thud! Spattered in runny clay." She twizzled her gold pen between forefinger and thumb whilst her other hand toyed with her French plaited hair and murmured once more, "Bam! Thud! Spattered in runny clay, 3, 4." In...

Fun with the Waiter and His Manager

by ARTG on Aug 30, 2017
Group Sex

After our threesome with the waiter, we realized that we didn't know his name. We called the restaurant after he left our hotel, but by then it was after closing time. And the next day, Sunday, they weren't open. "He told us his name when we first sat down in the restaurant, but who ever really listens to that?," I said as we lounged around on Sunday morni...

The Seven Day Orgasm - Day 04

by Racontica on Jun 8, 2020
Toys & Masturbation

NOTE: This story is part four of an ongoing series. Though each chapter stands alone, please check out part one to get the full experience. ### She woke with a start. It was morning. Saturday. Her body was covered in sweat, and the echoes of a very erotic dream slowly faded from the corners of her consciousness. Normally she slept in a set of frumpy pajama...

Doing Her Duty

by Adrian69702006 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Anne stood to one side as her husband, Councillor Brian Timpson, laid his wreath at the town's war memorial and a bugler played the Last Post. The Mayor of Attleton Market, Councillor Derek Tate, had gone to visit a small town in France on a fact finding mission as' twinning' the two towns had recently been discussed, and wasn't therefore able to perform the...

Holiday Neighbours

by Whisky7up on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

What is it with this fellow upstairs? Five evenings now I have been sitting here, outside my holiday apartment sipping...no...guzzling my Sangria and savouring my Olives, head buried in a novel. Somewhere above (it's difficult to tell exactly where, the way the sound bounces off the walls) there seems to be a man holding conversations with himself. At least...