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Infinite Falling

by Bluequoise on Aug 5, 2019
Science Fiction

Before mankind could fly we gazed at the stars in wonder, dreaming of the day when men would stand among them. And finally with centuries of trials and errors a man was finally able to escape our green prison. We learned from our mistakes, discovered that the void beyond our sky was inhospitable, but still our species persevered against the impossible chall...

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Something Dawned on Me...

by tacocaster on Sep 23, 2019
First Time

I am Pamela from South Africa. I've been married for 15 years in a fairly good marriage to a good man. Truth be told, what starts off as idyllic does lose its shine as time passes, as we get older. One can perhaps say that time allows subdued and subconscious instincts to drift closer to the surface... Dawning on you slowly or suddenly at times. Having been...

Falling into Subspace Ch. 05

by jeb22 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Things were becoming routine for John in his new relationship with Miss Sarah. He found at times it was almost easier having her tell him when he could and could not pleasure himself. The build up to the release was almost becoming more important to him than the release itself. His sense of self at the time of release was completely washed away and all that...

Master and Cum Slut

by XXNoraJeanXX on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Julie glanced at the clock as she cooked. It was a half hour before Bart would be home from work. A small smile spread across Julie's face. A sensual warmth and slight throbbing began within the most feminine part of her body. She would just place the roast in the oven for a late dinner, and then she would run off to prepare for Bart's arrival. She would hur...

Rebecca and Rob Pt. 03

by marissacd on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

"Not so fast, sweetie." Miss Rebecca's admonition stopped me in mid-crawl, halfway toward where Rob sat, naked, with his legs splayed and his beautiful tumescent cock beckoning. Having just pleasured her, and tasted the love left by her husband, my second helping of his cum that day, all I was thinking was how much I wanted, no needed, was to feel the pulsin...

At The Mall

by English Bob on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

At 8.45am, Sam was sitting in a rented Ford, in a side street, a short distance from his home. Although he and his wife Beth had played this game before, it never failed to excite him and his nerves jangled as he tried to listen to the radio and waited. Sam and Beth were in their late twenties and had been together for eight years. Life had been good to them...

A Grieving Widow

by English Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

At the grave side of her late husband, William Bennett, Maria wept the required and expected tears of the grieving widow. Resplendent in black silk dress and wide brimmed hat that topped sun bleached and blonde hair, she appeared, to the somewhat overcrowded cemetery, exactly as she had planned: The sad, loving wife that had just lost her adored husband. B...

Tali Ch. 04

by litmoir on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

As a reminder to any new readers, please be sure to read the other chapters first. Sorry this one took so long, but I realized that by trying to rush out the chapters, my feelings weren't really being put into the story. Hopefully this one is better than the last, and I will continue to try to improve upon my mistakes. Disclaimer: There is still no sex in t...

Into the Unknowable Ch. 02

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Sahara Desert - 3723 C.E. The hazy spectre of a camel caravan could be glimpsed far in the distance through the haze that shimmered in the intense heat. The sparse vegetation on the gravel and sand was scrubby and succulent. There were few places on Earth as remote as this. And that, of course, was what attracted Vikram, Rao, Sandhya and Dorothy to th...

Ghosts

by zombiegirl28 on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

It was a testament to how interesting Brent was that after all he had done to me, I didn't hate him. I watched him from my camera-free perch in the lookout room. The Ghosts drifted around him, walking with a distinct sense of purpose to nowhere at all, gazes fixed forward. That was typical in their resting state, during the 12 hours a day when they weren't i...