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Sanya Island Hotel

by boxwoodsub on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

1. Strolling the market in town in the morning, they looked like a couple from the Chinese Hainan Island travel ads- well- dressed but casual , older, in their 50's, sophisticated travelers enjoying new sights. With no more than 'hello' and 'thank you' in Mandarin Chinese, they wandered the market by the park and the lagoon, looking into street shops and sma...

What Price Virginity?

by mintabal3239 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

"Woman's virtue is man's greatest invention," said the tall and pretty postgraduate student. She spoke with feeling. The scene was the library reading room of a woman's college. Her companion was short and pretty with chubby cheeks that showed depressions threatening to break into dimples at the slightest excuse. Books were open in front of them, but as is u...

The Ocean Spirit

by Black Tulip on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

This story was written with the restrictions to use present tense only and no dialogue. The following words had to be used: footprints, red lacquer, Camembert, perfume and Rolling Stones. I liked writing it; I hope reading it will give you just as much pleasure. Water, swishing back and forth over the sands, makes a soft sound. A gentle breeze rustles the f...

Her vacation as a pet

by zechs195 on Jan 21, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Note: In the year 2033, all unskilled labor, such as receptionists, flight attendents, concierges etc have all been replaced by AI. Even navigating computers had replaced pilots. It worked mostly fine unless a completely unexpected situation came about and their programming couldn’t handle it, then they would default to whatever they considered closest to no...

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My First College Lesson

by robertreams on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I stand shyly on the doorstep for a few moments. I can hear very loud psychedelic music from inside. Knocking lightly on the door produces no discernable result. I knock again, more loudly. Finally my frustration grows until I pound thunderously. After a minute, the door finally opens. Jimi Hendricks music blasts forth. A guy I don't know gestures for me to...

The Surprise

by Remec on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

"So, whacha doin'?" cooed the voice in my ear. I knew that tone. Elizabeth became the next best thing to a siren when she wanted something, or had something special on her mind. Special, of course, meaning some new sex thing or another she'd gotten out of one of her women's magazines. Or else, it was something we done before that she'd found herself missing...

Granny Grabber

by Pussrider on Jul 31, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Most of the blokes I know of my age - 33 - seem to be lusting after younger women: once a girl hits 25 they're not interested in her. Not me. It's not that I couldn't attract them - I'm reckoned to be reasonably good looking in a truck driver-jobbing builder sort of way, mop of chestnut hair, twinkling Weimaraner blue eyes, a ready smile and my slightly bent...

Brazil Beach Girls

by mtaller on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'll admit it. I've always had a severe bikini fetish. When I was young and began to notice that girls were cute, I couldn't wait for pool weather so that I could watch them in their swimwear. Growing up through the high school and college years, most of my summers were spent at the local pool or beaches. About the time of the late 80s and early 90s, girls e...

Asian Games: Event 3

by beachb0y on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Mike left Singapore reluctantly, but was excited about visiting the Indonesian paradise island of Bali. He arrived at Denpasar at night and was picked up by the hotel minibus. The drive to the hotel passed hundreds of Aussie tourists. But Mike was interested mainly in Balinese women. He had seen photos of these gorgeous specimens of femininity who until less...

Editorial Indiscretion

by curiousaboutthat on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Janice Owens, romance novels editor for Pink Beach Publications, pulled her little blue Toyota Corolla to a stop half a block away from the house of a man she had never met, a man she knew only by his words. She told herself she only needed a glimpse of him. She was no stalker. One glimpse, and then she would go back home. She would leave this fancy Coral Ga...