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Click

by EasyVie on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

CLICK: "Don't fucking lie to me, you coward." Spittle flying from the flung expletive. "Dianne, wait. Just wait!" The pause was introspective and deep, but fleeting. Nothing had been yelled. In fact, the voices remained little more than harsh whispers. It was the thickness of her words and the shrill desperation of his that elevated. In his mind this had...

Kindred Spirits

by normique on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Many thanks to my friend Steve, for his inspiration. Under the black satin blindfold your eyes were hidden from me. It was a tradeoff to help you enjoy your body's pleasures. The sweetness of your mouth's lips and tongue were there for my taking. God had anyone ever kissed me to my marrow as you so easily do. When you made oral love to me the tender sweet...

It's Always the Quiet Ones

by KinkCabaret on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The lights go down for the night, the adrenalin of performance still burning in my stomach as I drown out the vacant cheers of another faceless audience. It somehow just isn't the same anymore. I feel myself losing my bravado, feel the rehearsed passion draining, and I crank the façade into gear again with a vicious swing of my ample hips as I strut off to t...

Piano Player

by eudaimona on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The dungeon is crowded, I sit on the edge of the pit, next to you; a naked stranger. Idly watching the scenes. My icy cold hands rest lightly on your thigh, long tapered fingers. Feeling the warmth seeping through. Piano playing fingers, play five finger drills on your smooth, soft thigh flesh. At first with a single hand, so very slow, reawakening muscle me...

Seaside Morning

by PapaRomantic on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

Today was one of those days where a scene popped in my head and demanded I write it. So here it is, written because of the inspiration of a special friend. My thanks to Beck for her truly outstanding "quick" edit work! As always, my stories are complete works of fiction, and all persons are of legal age. Your votes and comments are important to me, so afte...

Joined by the Night Ch. 03

by Daniellekitten on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

Brianna stared at her bed, trepidation leaking from her every pore. She used to love climbing into bed at night, enthralled by where her dreams would take her. Now the idea terrified her beyond rational thought. "It's okay, Bria. I won't let him near you." Christy's hand came down upon her shoulder, warm, comforting, something concrete that she could hold...

Summer Afternoon

by BigBillT on Aug 30, 2017
First Time

I've always wanted to tell this story. It's something I have wanted to share for a long time, but it was never safe to do so till now. This happened one hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1983. My parent's pastor was a burly, hulking man of 6'3" with a booming voice and a firm handshake. Each Sunday he thundered out dire warnings of God's coming wrath for sinn...

Breaking of a Spoiled Pet

by feral_dreams on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Curled up comfortably by the Great Halls massive fireplace, Sioda slept lightly. A large cushion had been placed precisely three feet clear of the flaming coals within the grate, ensuring her flesh remained clear and unblemished. This girl had cost John a lot of money, slave girls these days were common enough he supposed, but one who could dance, now that h...

The Deep End of Your Dreams Ch. 11

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Oct 12, 2017
Romance

Roosevelt was, apparently, taken to a train waiting for him in Portland, and from there he rode to Boston, then on to the White House, while Claire and Ben Levy accompanied Charles back to the Wilkinson home in Philadelphia for a few days rest. They arrived on Christmas Eve, just in time for dinner, and the house was decorated just as Claire remembered. A li...

A Present, Future Tense

by grch on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Present, Future Tense (For M) "What do you mean, you haven't gotten my present yet?" you ask via text. "It's three days after Christmas and I'm taking the train to New York in a few hours." "I know, but you need to be with me when we get it. Soon." If I was in front of you, you'd look up, over your glasses at me in your special, circumspect way. It's the...