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The Journal Ch. 01

by owengreybeard on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Until I'd found Jim's diary (I think guys call them journals), I hadn't a clue that he felt like he did. It must have been such an awful thing, to have such desire and such longing, and to believe that he must never let me know. At first I admit that I was shocked. As I read further, however, my shock changed first to sorrow and compassion for his struggle,...

Let's Get Fit

by davion2308 on Sep 14, 2017
How To

LET'S ALL GET FIT! If there is one thing everyone wants, it's a healthy, physically fit body. We see beautiful people on television or in commercials and we want to be them. Obesity is an epidemic all around the world and healthy changes are an immensely popular topic for media. On websites, one can find 100 articles with tips and hints to lose weight. Ther...

The First Encounter

by ElleMonroe on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I didn't know how best to describe my desires as I grew older, at least I never truly acknowledged them from fear of judgment until I met Him. January. Two weeks ago. I was rushing to class when I first saw Him. He was chatting with a good friend of mine, dressed in a black shirt and blue jeans. He was undeniably gorgeous with bright green eyes and black h...

My Beautiful Nightmare Pt. 03

by FarahFortier on Sep 28, 2020
BDSM

I come to shrouded in a blanket of blackness, velvet curtains drawn. Immediately I sense I'm alone. He's gone. He has left me. I sit up and reach my hand to my throat. I run my fingers over what feels like a jeweled choker. I fumble in the dark for a lamp on the bedside table. I untangle my naked body from the soft sheets and stagger to an antique dressing...

The Journal Ch. 02

by owengreybeard on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter 2 Ann They tell me that I'm through with in-patient therapy, so I get to go home tomorrow. My burns are as good as they're going to get, apparently, and I can finally put some concealer on them, which helps. I have to tell you that I'm thoroughly sick of hospitals, but at the same time, I'm pretty nervous about going home. Here, everybody is focuse...

Secrets Ch. 01-02

by cupatea on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 1 Lookin' "I'll have a black coffee and a Danish donut. No, wait...make that a filled long john, those are the best this time of the morning." With a slowness he lacked Bruce rubbed his right eye with the back of his hand. She was perfect. Her body had the right curves. Her hair was the right length and those tits! They moved when she walked. Wit...

The Journal Ch. 03

by owengreybeard on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

It became immediately obvious that although sex had been what we needed when we walked into the kitchen, it wasn't what we needed when we walked out. The emotions we'd undergone had moved to equally substantive ones, like love, relief and joy. When Jim recovered his composure, he helped me up, and we went to our bedroom where he undressed himself and then me...

Cold Hands

by Cockatoo on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

!!Warning!! This story is not for the squeamish. What follows is more "sensual" than "erotic," and it is neither pleasant nor kind, so consider yourself forewarned that somebody in this story is about to get hurt. Although this is a work of pure imagination, dangerous people and situations are all too common, and such real-life monsters can do a lot worse th...

Lonely Lover Lost Ch. 02

by dyningar on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

Pussy, he wondered? Or anus? Soon he knew. Slowly, gently, a soft hot pressure arrived against the flat topside of his shaft and began to slowly glide along it, back and forth. This must be pussy, real pussy, wet pussy, hot pussy. As it climbed to the top of his pulsating tower, it moved kneewards just enough to catch his glans between its lips. As it sank b...

Play it Again Sam Pt. 02

by kublicon on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

Friday July 15th, 2016 Day 1 "What is love? Baby don't hurt me....don't hurt me....no more" The first day was just a normal day. I got up at 5:00 am in the guest room, dressed in the suit I had laid out the night before, and commuted into New York. I went to my office on Wall Street. Well, my cubicle. I was an analyst at Broadwell and Marx. My job was t...