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Enchanted Twelve: Quinn ch. 01

by glynndah on Sep 11, 2017
Chain Stories

"Anne Aurora Westingfield! Are you naked?" Her oldest sister's voice interrupted her day dreaming. "Don't call me that!" Danielle sighed and said "Quinn. Are you naked?" Quinn tucked her bare, albeit covered by a half-healed bruise on her shin and a scraped knee, but nonetheless naked, back under the cloak she was wearing. "No, of course not. See?" Q...

Daisy and the Summer of Love

by Scorpio08 on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

50 Years. It can't really be 50 years. A lot has happened in the past 50 years. The Grateful Dead once sang the words, "what a long strange trip it's been." How fitting that I use a quote from a San Fransisco band as I sit in Golden Gate Park, not far from where I was 50 years ago. Today, I'm a gray haired senior citizen on a retired government pension. I...

Dreamcatcher: Circle of Friends Ch. 1

by Joseph Hunter on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Chapter 1: A Little Joy I woke up from my peaceful slumber at about nine thirty in the morning. My mom was still fast asleep in her bed, and waking her up would be a bad idea. She works the graveyard shift at a local diner and deals with all the crazies at the time of day they are most active. The alarm clock in her room would wake her. That's why she boug...

My Sex Map: Singapore Ch. 01

by NordicBroadHips on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

After I have left the university I started working in the periphery of one of the major European airlines and after a couple of years only sitting in an office near one of the biggest airports in Europe travelling to exotic places became part of my job. Okay, not all place were really exotic and most of the times I only stayed 1 or 2 nights and I was away on...

Anal Sex is Still for Buttholes

by Elloelle on Aug 31, 2017
Humor & Satire

My Grammy always said, "Ain't nothin' better when it's cold outside than hot apple cider." Well, let me tell you something, at 3 AM in the morning in Denver in February its darned cold outside and stuff. I got to the club a little early 'cause I wanted to show the day shift girls my new snakeskin boots and stuff. I was always a little scared of gettin' snak...

Seawater Pours From My Heart Ch. 02

by DreamDiver on Jan 29, 2020
NonHuman

I was surprised by how quickly part one was read and commented on! I was also surprised by some of the stuff I've been ruminating on made its way into this story. I really appreciate the comments! The one questioning how our protagonist started his fire made me laugh. It was merely not mentioned, similar to not noting characters going to the bathroom. Let me...

Confession

by thirdfloor22 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My name is Scott and I work at a well-known local radio station. My radio shift is usually overnights, during a period of time I’ve deemed ‘The Dead Zone’. It runs from 12 midnight to 5:30 AM. I play classic rock, alternative, punk, and just about anything that catches my ear. It’s quite a mix and, because of that, it makes my job extremely enjoyable. I fi...

The Hot Loft

by macbuzz on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

There was a young woman I knew named Terri, who at the time I met her was twenty-five. She was a supple, beautiful woman with creamy skin, long lovely brown hair, deep blue eyes and long, thin subtle fingers with perfectly manicured nails. Her arms and legs were feminine, slender and long each exhibiting a delightful grace and elegance one rarely sees. Even...

Apple Pickers

by oggbashan on Dec 3, 2019
Romance

Copyright Oggbashan November 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Most of the conversations are assumed to be in Spanish but reto...

Paint Me Satisfied

by OrdinaryGirl on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

I was sitting backwards on one of the chairs in my tenant's kitchen, watching him cover an easel with bold strokes of varying shades of green. Sean had moved into the basement suite in late August, and we'd hit it off right away. He was a nice boy, 22 years old, a couple years older than my own son, who was also away at university. We'd fallen into a comfor...