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Graffiti Revenge

by Ashson on Oct 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ann, Michelle, and Rebecca. Three disgruntled young ladies leaving the school grounds. Not disgruntled to be leaving, just a little put out because they were leaving an hour late due to a completely unfair detention. They'd explained to Mr Brandis that it had just been a practical joke. Everyone had laughed, even Nigel, and he'd been the victim. It wasn't a...

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by Ashson on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The final bell had just rung and I dismissed the class, letting them join the screaming horde that was rampaging through the halls of the school. I take English and the final class had been my senior group. They'd had essays due today and I collected them as they left, squashing any excuses for non-delivery. I don't exactly fail a student for non-delivery; I...

Graffiti Life

by zaick on Apr 29, 2025

(After some hiatus, I've returned to writing. In light of having a more busy job life of, well, writing, I've decided to focus on actually finishing some of these scenarios rather than having the originally intended 50-100 endings. I've always intended to have a focus on choice, but honestly, I just don't have time for that. So! Over the next couple months e...

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Urban Myth

by girt on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

I think of myself as a normal girl, which means that sometimes I want to be alone. Sometimes I want to be lost in an anonymous crowd. Sometimes I want a relationship or to be with my friends. And occasionally I feel the need to be depraved and have guilt free sex. But until now, this last urge had remained unsatisfied. Almost a year ago I happened to see a...

My Public Humiliation

by NotSpiderman on Feb 10, 2020
BDSM

The following story is true. A biting cold January wind blew by me as I stood on the sidewalk, waiting patiently for my Mistresses to arrive. I was excited, but more nervous for this session than I had ever been for any other. Today would be the day that I would finally be humiliated in public. After a few minutes, I spotted the two ladies on the sidewalk...

Tit For Tat

by Budgieping on Apr 22, 2025

I'd could tell you I don’t actually know why I do it, but that wouldn't strictly be true and anyway, why lie at my age? Embarrassment? Maybe, although I think I'm getting a little long in the tooth for fretting about what other people think of me. It's just, well, when you're a woman who's pushing fifty five-ish, living alone and ugly as sin, you need someth...

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Thursday Night Bad Movie Club Ch. 03

by Maxart414 on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

This will not make any sense unless you've read parts 1 & 2.... Part 3 It is just all crazy now. I can’t describe what it’s like, not really. This is all surreal although I am not drunk now, I am wide awake. Wide awake and on fire. ******* I am Trixie in Wonderland. I ate something, I drank something. I got small; I fell into a rabbit hole through a whit...

Ups and Downs

by ClaudiaNovotny on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

'Yes you can... Lomography in Spitalfields is your place. Just give them a call and see'. Jonathan knew where to get anything; paint to match the wall I sprayed ink over; the little widget that dropped out of the tap the day I tried to change the washer without turning off the water; my Mum's Lladro shepherdess that went to guard frolicking lambs in heaven...

Hard Time

by Leftygreenfield on Mar 10, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Bob pounded Carol hard. She wanted to feel used, out of control, and completely owned, and he enjoyed giving her what she craved. The animal in him loved the sheer physicality of their rough couplings. He stood on the floor, lifted her stiletto heels over his shoulders and pinned her thighs to his chest with his broad, calloused hands. The bed shuddered and...

Rabbits

by Mrwhysper on Apr 22, 2025

I first heard about the Game in the summer of ‘96 at the Beehive coffee house in Pittsburgh. I’d followed the lead of so many others before me and dropped out of Pitt, becoming something of a fixture in the early BoHo scene in the Oakland neighborhood of the ‘Burgh, and the Hive was the epicenter of that particular waste of brain cells. Hipsters weren’t real...

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