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Dora Does Dinner

by smysecret on Aug 31, 2017
Humor & Satire

A food documentary in the style of the Loving Wives forum. This story is satire. No endangered species were consumed in its production. It has no redeeming social value whatsoever apart from sending up the unconventional lifestyles of Loving Wives. If that is not your cup of tea then please read something else: Shakespeare, the news or even The Naked Chef (...

My Son's Best Friend Ch. 13

by Cheleste on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

It was late in the day, and Jonah was off doing - something. I was straightening up a little around camp, and I picked up his jacket. I sat down on the ground, hugging it, feeling really good about him and us and everything. There was a crackling sound as I crushed the pocket, holding the jacket close. I opened it, and there was a folded paper inside. It l...

Her Journey Begins

by Steve1613 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

It was after their third date that she succumbed to her desires and let him take her to bed. He proved to be a vigorous, imaginative, and considerate lover. Their first night together they made love for hours and only stopped when the sun's first rays lit up the bedroom. After that night, they had sex every time they met, sometimes they would just meet for a...

Two Tarts in a Kitchen

by oggbashan on Sep 12, 2017
Humor & Satire

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: Two C's in a K (for "two cunts in a kitchen"), is slang used within the advertising industry for a type of television commercial and other advertising. Generally, the commercial shows two women in a domestic scene, discussing, using, or otherwise portraying the advertiser's product in a positive manner. This method has...

Her Grown Up Birthday Wish

by MONTAUKMILF on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

All characters are adults If I were there I would sneak out of bed before dawn and slip my white cotton gauze nightie over my head to cover my naked body. The soft woven lace would skim over my curves, hugging them in all the right places. It gives me the feeling of being dressed while leaving nothing to the imagination. The dogs and I would pad into th...

Tale of the Gun Bunnies Ch. 03

by mrbadkitty357 on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

Ladybug, armed with the knowledge of her grandfather is currently looking to hunt down and kill her friend's corrupted personality. To destroy a side of her that imagines herself as something greater, part of a master race destined to rule the world and crush anyone opposed to her commands. At this point of the day, most of the guards were eating, while a h...

Falling Butterflies

by sabb on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

A pale blue tablecloth covered the small square café table between them, and Raymond saw one sharp stand up crease running neatly across it, from the corner by his left elbow to the one diagonally opposite. Only later did he notice that another opposite crease, less obvious, ran across the other diagonal. The obverse and the inverse he thought then, when it...

It's All About The Stuffing

by TwistedPlayr on Dec 11, 2018
Fetish

"If it's put inside the turkey then it's called stuffing. If you cook it separately it's called dressing, and dressing is better. Why waste all the time sticking it up the turkey's ass?" said Nick as he grabbed a loaf of bread from the display. "That's just something someone made up. There is no real difference between the two. It's really a geographical is...

DreadWolf Ch. 03

by Stratothrax on Sep 21, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Many wobbly steps along the rocky shore later and something came into view. It was the bloody corpse of a giant toad monster. Rain approached it warily. "I guess Brax and his group continued to power level after mutila- after what they did to me and dumping me in the lake..." Rain had strong feelings toward the people who had betrayed him but addressing...

Memories of a Womanizing Old Man

by SlonEazy on Mar 2, 2020
Interracial Love

Sitting in the back porch swing on a dreary February morning, looking across the lake sipping the first cup of coffee and watching life happen. It was a typical Texas winter day; dreary but not particularly cold. The sparrows in the Purple Martin House are a result of my penchant for procrastination. I hear geese in the distance, honking as they leave their...