Cake Stories

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Confirming Carter Bk. 01 Ch. 05

by RibaldWriter on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Day Five Interior-Col. Carter's Suite, Kitchen 0650 Hours "Hey, I woke up and you weren't there." Carter said as she stepped into the kitchen. "How long have you been up? Are you okay?" "I'm fine." Tammy said, taking her hand and kissing it lightly as Carter stood over her. "I couldn't sleep, and didn't want to wake you, so I came in here. I've been look...

Connie's Weed Pt. 04

by PaulGerard on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Connie's Weed, Part 4 — Revenge Blown Out Of Proportion A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the siz...

Cloned!

by Wholemanz on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! I hereby gran...

Deceptions Ch. 02

by stevieraygovan on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Okay, this is becoming weird, and not a little uncomfortable. After my sexy little late-night encounter with Dirk, I'd gone back to my room. J.T. was still up, while a half-sober Ray had stumbled in only moments ahead of me. Being somewhat shitfaced, Ray wasn't exactly shy in whooping it up over my tiny shorts and skimpy tank top. "Whoa! Where's the party,...

Return of the Contract Killer Pt. 01

by 100 Angry Bananas on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Considering I hadn't killed anyone for months, life was good. People say, "Do what you know." I know killing people. This is not a skill accepted in great degrees by our society. If you're good at killing people, you go into the military, or if you're really good, you get into politics. Neither option appealed to me, so I had used my skills in an illegal f...

Pam Sandwich

by Jaymal on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Pamela had already made the picnic and packed it into a wicker basket when the boys arrived. She'd cleaned the kitchen as well, been a thorough little domestic goddess with her mom and dad away for the week. And finally she had changed from jogging pants and T-shirt into her costume. Nothing outlandish, just a simple white-muslin dress and sandals, and then...

The Hidden Manor

by ponygirlie on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

This is a tale about fantasies involving the past and the mysterious creatures in the forest, who roamed the ranges of a sparsely populated region. The myths about wolves and werewolves are always linked to the shadowy forests. The historical background of the German nation building and the drive for wolf extinction is following facts rather closely. *****...

The Cuckold Diet Challenge Ch. 8.5

by cpete on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

++++ Recently Finishthedamnstory wrote eight chapters of one of the best continuations of a tale called The Cuckold Diet Challenge, http://www.literotica.com/s/the-cuckold-diet-challenge-ch-02 . I urge you to read it, if you have not already. At the conclusion many posters (including myself) wanted more of the aftermath and wife's backstory. So with FTDS '...

Daydreamin'

by Kylie_X on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Copyright 2007 Kyie X all rights reserved. Intended for adults only. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Thwap-Thwap-Thwap "Kylie, time to rise and shine, honey..." I heard a soft male voice singing softly and something hot and heavy, almost soft but very firm, was hitting me on the face. On my forehead and cheeks. On my lips. "Open up, Kylie..." The voice urge...

Like Father Like Son Ch. 01

by smilodonwriter on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Prologue: April 2003 My wife and I were walking our dogs on the hills above the village where we live. As we crested one brow, we could make out some wrought iron railings on the summit of the next ridge. Vanessa said: “That must be the airman’s grave. Let’s take a look.” So we did. Whoever chose this spot had chosen well. Below us the village slumbered in...