Chair Stories

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The Last Oracle

by Hallows_Eve on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

"Get down on your knees bitch!" she could hear the palace guards order her, but they sounded a million miles away. She stared at her hands in disbelief; blood dripped from the knife and made a loud splash on the floor. Was she capable of murder? "DROP THE KNIFE!" another voice called. Even as she stared in horror at the scene before her, she could feel he...

Santa's Little Helper

by juanwildone on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

“Merrily Christmas!” Jack hunkered down into his coat, he was cold and miserable. Christmas sucks, he thought. “Hey man, Merry fuckin’ Chrismush.” Jack paused and turned toward the slurred voice. About 30 feet away a girl was leaning out of a 2nd floor dorm window. She was looking directly at him. Jack replied unenthusiastically, “Merry Christmas.” “Wha...

Freedom For Goddess Ch. 01

by DarkestSecrets on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Part 1 - The History: She was known in certain circles as the Goddess and wore thin and flowing white-lace with a wreath in her hair when discussing her art. By day and in common open spaces of being, she was a pretty woman with long dark hair and a lovely smile. But when she captured her prey, she wore all black to energize her dark side. The three faces o...

My Last Night on Earth

by zoo_keeper on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

It was pointless. Everyone in the world was trying to make a phone call at the same time. There was no way the system could handle it. Our phones just simply didn't work anymore. No real access to the internet, and every channel on the television indicated the same thing: The world was about to end. At first there were only five or ten of us in the hotel bar...

Repressed Feelings

by English Bob on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Dean Robinson was a straight, heterosexual man. He had been married for several years to his wonderful and attractive wife, Jane and in all that time he had never strayed. He had looked of course; a slender pair of legs brushing past him in a store or a pair of full, pert breasts encased in a thin top would always turn his head. But that sort of thing would...

Le Grand Feline

by ABigCat on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The Count D'Urberville's strumpets were as requested: a comely pair, scrubbed clean and unencumbered by any kind of underwear. He reclined on the shabby hotel's best furniture, did his best to ignore the drunken cacophony from the bar downstairs, and surveyed the naked rumps revealed by cheekily raised skirts. "You." He prodded one bare buttock with the col...

John & Sally

by The Rackman on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

This evening I was sitting out on the patio when my best friend Ray (who is a firefighter) and one of his buddies drove by in Ray's pickup. When they saw me outside they turned around and came back. Because he is a fireman and also rather active, Ray stays in pretty good shape. He also has a cock on him like a telephone pole. The first time I ever saw it was...

How Did This Happen

by enonmouse on Aug 18, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My wife Nik and I had been out most of the day shopping with some friends when the weather turned bad. Nik was with Claire a friend of hers from school and Claire's husband john at an outside market when the sky just opened up and dumped on them. They came running into the sports shop where I was dripping water all over the floor. They were completely soaked...

Construction Seduction

by curlyspurs on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

It's Jenna again, there seemed to be interest in my personal story about opening up my marriage to new partners after I shared my first experience in "Horny Halloween." Your comments encouraged me to provide an update from this past summer. *** First, a brief background for new readers... My name is Jenna. I'm 33 with 2 kids, happily married to Justin fo...

Grandma Cries Alone in the Dark

by Heathen Hemmingway on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Why Grandma cries when the lights go out When I was young, I remember one winter day when my mother came home in tears. I was sitting on the porch waiting for her, wearing a brown doeskin jacket she had made for me the winter before. There was a dogwood tree in our front yard, and I could hear the dead leaves hanging from its limbs rustling in the easterly...