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Confessions of a Rust Belt Swinger

by QuazarMachismo on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

NOTE: This is the start of a book that I wrote of our (mostly) true adventures in swinging. I hope you find at least some of our adventures humorous. Prologue: Before We Get Started, Please Buckle Up! So. This is the beginning. Of the book. About swinging. No not the jazz dancing kind of swinging. The other kind of swinging. You know. The kin...

Cop & Blow Ch. 1

by randyeverhard on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

I was halfway to the Fanta-C Motel when the red lights of a state police car started flashing in my rear-view mirror. I figured it was my out-of-state plates. They're magnets for a trooper with a hard-on for transients and a ticket quota to make. I pulled over to the unpaved shoulder. I cursed and drummed my fingers on the open window as I watched the cop...

So Here I Am

by jonscribe on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

So here I am, silk red boxers. My clean body dried by a semi-clean towel. It was clean a week ago when I last visited my parents. The boxers have small hearts through out and they actually feel good on my balls. Now that I think about it, the feel is more like polyester and not silk. It looks like polyester and I have worn polyester, though not as underwear....

A Day in Office Ch. 02: Fantasy

by vantan on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Vanessa had barely made it closing the cubicle door when the men's main door swung open. Vanessa hoped their talking would not distract them from anything out of the norm. "Traces" of an unusual lunch time event that had ended less than 10 minutes earlier could still be spotted, especially if one were to look hard enough - in particular the urinal unit which...

36+1 Ep. 02

by Robotman1974 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Anya smiled and looked at the cute malfunctioning lady as she went past her to go use the phone to call the technician in the basement lab. Mike caught his breath and said "Wait." Anya looked at him. She was puzzled for a moment, but then extrapolated data from previously observed patterns to guess what he wanted to do next. "Let's see what we can do befo...

The Gold Digger Ch. 06

by carvohi on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

The first thing the next morning Bob slipped down to a nearby Walmart and bought Carol a soft robe. It was a cheap polyester product, but it felt soft and ran smoothly through his fingers. It was a lovely bone colored sleeveless item with a belt that would gently wrap around her waist. There were other more concealing robes, but he wanted to reduce skin cont...

Sissy to Military School Pt. 04

by Tranylvr on Dec 2, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

The continuing story of Sissy Steffi at military school. If you haven't read the previous chapters, please do for context and back story. All characters in this story are of legal age. This story depicts the explicit erotica of a transgender nature. If this material is offensive to you; or forbidden in your area, or you are a minor, please stop reading! All...

Susuruss Pt. 05-08

by Macjay on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Part V Kate stirred, lifted her head and looked at the room. In the dawn light there were stockings, panties, a garter belt, raincoats everywhere, that scent and when she got out of bed, that sound. About five minutes later, she came back upstairs with her tea and his coffee. Being a neat freak at heart, she tiptoed around the master suite picking up last...

Ultra-Strict Discipline for Jimmy Ch. 02

by maamsboytoy on Aug 31, 2020
BDSM

Mr. Raj was waiting for us as we stepped out of the mansion. He'd brought out the smallest car in Madame´s fleet, a three-door mini Cooper with a special seat in the back meant for only one occupant. Given his massive frame, the front seats of the car were pushed all the way to the back, leaving little space for the legs of the back-seat occupant. "Hop into...

Flea Market of Lust - Sheila Quickie

by MackKnifely on Sep 28, 2020
Mature

"Hey there sport." "Sheila, you're back!" "Aw, did ya miss me? I might just shit my pants with pleasure." Sheila was the proprietor of Stall 137, and no, she was not a Park Avenue debutante. She was a little younger than old as hell, brassy, bold and never took crap off of anyone. Me, I was a college aged kid just learning how to wipe my ass when I met S...