Conan Stories

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A Friend in Need

by Edge23 on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

To: Mr. Kelvin Peterman 4922 Preston View Road Macon, Colorado 8---- Dear Mr. Peterman, I hope this letter finds you and yours well and hale, and enjoying our fine Colorado summer, such as it is. This weather is odd, even for us, at this time of year. Certainly the coming fall will be more to the standards to which Colorado has become accustomed. I must a...

The Trap Ch. 01

by MrDeviant on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

I'd been riding forever it seemed. Ten days on the road, with all the necessary stops, and I was stuck on the dullest road in the dullest state in the U.S.---Oklahoma. If boredom earned me money I'd be a fucking trillionaire by now. Flat and only broken by the occasional oil rig, I rode on working my way to my ultimate goal--my brother's house in New Mexico....

The Alien, Report 021-022

by Seawolf7739 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Report 021 The Power Behind the Throne To Headquarters Science Exploration, Alpha Centauri; From Mission Commander Zed of the SS Venus, Star Date 6020, and New Order report number 014. I found out on this world when one makes an assumption it is most likely wrong. The next day after I had sold Mandy and her Daughter to Reginald Deveron, I was sitting at m...

Clia and the Soccer Match

by stopeggo on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

Clia was almost ready to graduate. It was the day after her 18th birthday. The summer months were coming in the night. They were coming so fast she could almost hear them. Soon she would be able to pursue her horseback riding dreams at university; at the better one. Right now she had a few more weeks before she left and one more week before her classes here...

The Oster Bunny Ch. 01

by erosiawriter7 on Jul 30, 2019
NonHuman

The bunny pinched her nipples, moaned, and gave me a look of unequivocal desire. No one, especially not my wife, had ever given me a look like that in my entire life. The bunny, of course, was not a bunny per se, but Debbie Marks who owned the beauty salon on Main Street, and was a member of the new reformation pagan cult of Oster, one of the fastest growing...

My Love Affair with a Hairbrush

by RobynG on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

My love affair with my hairbrush began innocently enough. It wasn't an accident, but it was innocent. Back in my teenage years my mom insisted, no demanded, that I remain a virgin. That wasn't a real problem, because although a couple of my friends were going all the way with their boyfriends, it was a rarity. And when Jenny Ducca got pregnant, pure, chast...

The Best Gag

by mistyfdfa on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

A Far Shore Story Oscar was positively overwhelmed by the number of people on the convention floor. He had been told by his friends the dealers' room would be packed but it had been hard to grasp just how dense the crowd would be until he was there. After nearly twenty minutes of being dragged along by the flow of the room, the nerd climbed out of the press...

Letter from Buren City

by justincbenedict on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom: Gillian often awakens me by kissing my inner thighs. Feeling her full lips moistly kissing around my crotch area, sometimes with playful tiny bites, is really a sensual experience. After Gillian has perceived that my eyes are open, she pushes her little body up to my face, her big soft breasts grazing my hard cock until she rests her chin...

Leather Lusts Ch. 05

by candy_2691 on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

They both showered and dressed; and crossed the road for breakfast. Breezy, was surprised top find Pops helping out behind the counter. Donna was back cooking on the grill. "Hey heard there was a bit of excitement last night." Pops said. "Yeah, some guy tried taking my head off with a bat, and Breeze kicked his ass." Jack said. "She even broke his leg; if...

Gamin

by endthedream on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

He was gamin. He was an exchange student from Paris. His hair was night dark. His face was shaped like a fox's. A box of summer in it. Bright black eyes that looked perpetually startled, as though he were a boy who knew Christmas lights were tomorrow, and they would always be for him, without the resonant arrogance, without the resident precipitation that he...