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Saint Valentine

by andtheend on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Patron saint of love and lovers. The patron saint of love, lovers, and happy marriages has a change of heart. Did you ever stop and wonder why we have a Saint Valentine's Day? Did you ever wonder who Saint Valentine was and what he did to earn such a saintly perch in the Catholic religion? By the way, no other holiday, not even Christmas, is celebrated as...

A Promise is a Promise

by YoursSINSerely on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

I've been working at Paul's Plumbing & Remodeling for just about a year, now. Paul Cenowski is the largest employer in my little town east of the river. He is the owner, the president, and the CEO all wrapped in one. And, me, you ask? I am his secretary; his personal assistant, his network administrator, his travel agent, his go fer, his coffee maker, and hi...

The Secret Life of Secretaries

by Todd172 on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

I wrote this at the prodding of a co-worker because our Secretary needed a pick-me-up. She's since passed it on to the other Secretaries, and it's spreading like chain lightning. This is Black humor. And this is not connected to any of my other stories, as far as I know. There is no graphic sex, although there is a very devoted wife. Thanks again to sbrooks1...

49 Days

by Sodapop1970 on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

I stayed in the shower a long time this morning. Working hard to get myself very clean and ready for my big day. I paid special attention to cleaning around my cock and balls. The birdcage allowed enough access for a thorough cleaning but not enough to get any pleasure. 49 days I thought to myself. That's the longest I've ever gone being locked up without an...

Diary of an Ultra High Heel Novice

by JulesC on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Saturday 24th May 2003 Well today was a shoe delight. My sister took our daughters Daisy 3 (hers) and Holly 6 (mine) to the matinee ballet, a production especially for children, Saddlers Wells Theatre, Angel Islington. It was their belated Easter treat. My brother drove them up and I tagged along as my bro' and I were going to 'do lunch darling' whilst we w...

Repayment Ch. 05

by WhoAmI99 on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Finally, Saturday rolled around and we were back at my house. Linda and I were lying together naked in bed when I heard the doorbell at about 11am. I gave Linda instructions and sent her down to answer the door and return after telling Cindy what to do. A minute later, Linda scampered back into bed and started to slide back under the covers. I pulled the cov...

The Fourteen Days of Valentine's

by lilgool on Dec 24, 2019
Romance

On the first day of Valentines, my lover gave to me... She watched from a safe spot as he approached the car. The rose under the wiper blade took him by surprise. He carefully picked it up and read the tag. Yes, it was addressed to him. He leaned to sniff it and there was a slightly familiar fragrance. That was when he realized the rose was silk. Then he to...

Earth Day, Sioux Indian Style Ch. 07

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Ellen, get some napkins for our guest, please," said her mother. The thought of Ellen, his girlfriend's sister and possibly his future sister-in-law, walking by his line of vision to get napkins burst his fantasy of hugging and humping his girlfriend's mother and possibly his future mother-in-law. Afraid to turn his head in either direction for fear of be...

It Will Never Happen to Me

by WildaRaven on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

At age eighteen I was really pissed off at the world. I was pissed at my Mom because I caught her screwing Uncle Ralph; her brother. I was pissed at my boyfriend because he wanted to screw my mother. So I ran off to live with my Grandma Dollar. Oh, sure I know it was only six blocks away and I went to the same school but I did not have to stay under the same...

Flower Power

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

"You lost the bet, Jer" Carlos said while putting his flat hand over my fist. "Paper beats rock." I frowned, feeling somewhat defeated by my coworker and weekend warrior equivalent. We'd become good friends the past two years. I headed the firm's creative department and Carlos was a media sales head. We were two departmental lions meeting at the watering ho...