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Internet Meeting Ch. 01

by johm55 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

After several weeks of email correspondence, we were finally to meet. I had arranged to pick her up at the local train station and she was to stay with me for the week-end. All being well, this would lead to her moving in as my 24/7 slave. We had arranged for recognition signals, just in case, and I had told her what to wear, a simple dress, shoes and no un...

Squeezed

by manyeyedhydra on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

Every town needs a super-hero. Unfortunately the town of Sticksville had to make do with Alan Miller, a.k.a. Christian Crusader. It wasn't that Christian Crusader was a bad super-hero. He had all the requisite hero traits. He was strong; he was brave; he was athletic; he could fly. He was also blessed with the kind of fantastic good looks that made all the l...

The Awakening Ch. 1

by indian_girl on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"There is a meeting today in the evening, Reshma, in DeeCee Manor. I would like you to take the assignment and come with me. Dr. Roshan and his wife will be waiting for us in the restaurant." I nodded my accent and sighed. Anthony was a man and the GM of the software concern I was working as a consultant. He would naturally assume that it will be alright fo...

Organizing for Single Moms

by tsar7 on Nov 27, 2017
How To

This is about how a broke, single mom can improve her life thru new organization ideas. 1. Start a secret stash. Think of what you have run out of in the last month causing you to run to the store at 10 pm. This could include diapers, something to eat, toilet paper, hand soap. So you find a place like a closet where you can stash a few of these items. Then...

The Perfect Setup

by The_Technician on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

With the help of an old con artist-card sharp, a young husband creates the perfect setup to con his bitch of a wife into a divorce on his terms. But there is always a joker in the deck and things don't turn out exactly as he had planned. This story goes into a LOT of detail about a game of five-card stud, jokers wild. If you aren't into card games, it might...

Prowling

by mattwatt43 on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Then night had been long, or at least it seemed so, and Vanessa hadn't slept very well. Plans, or what seemed like plans, for that evening kept her awake enough that she saw the clock at 2 AM, 3:30 AM, 4Am and finally she was up at 6 AM to get ready for work. It was a Friday and would be a busy one, with end of the month work to be done. She knew that she m...

Put in Her Place Ch. 1

by boogieman10469 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

Eleanor had always thought very highly of herself. Too highly. Despite her meager background, she imagined and attempted to carry herself like royalty, a proper lady; better than everyone she came in contact with. Someone that others should bow and cater to. She was indeed full of herself. At age 48, the Jamaican born and raised divorcee had only been livi...

Nothing Left to Lose

by PompousBuffoon on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

(A bit late for Valentine's Day, but then it never really is too late!) Sharon and Effie sat in the break room at the Whitehorse Pike Wawa, sharing a bag of chips. Just then, there was a knock at the break room door. A cherubically beautiful woman with a round face, tawny skin, big brown eyes and curly silver hair stood in the doorway. The woman was dresse...

The Last Reflexive Ch. 09

by MistressColleen on Sep 15, 2017
Humor & Satire

By: Col. Brunhilda 'Iceberg' Buriman, ret. Sorority Sister of Pi Loda Cum Chapter Nine: Wha' da' f*@k?! The words of the priest caused Harriette to think, and provoked a torrent of concern. She was stunned by what she'd learned on top of one damn good orgasm from her now-favorite vibrator. She squeezed back tears and resentment, along with her thighs, and...

Santa's Helper Ch. 08

by EZ4BLKcock on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I woke up on Wednesday morning to the smell of coffee, alone. After a yawn and a healthy morning stretch I got up. My hand went right to my lower abdomen, a blissful warming feeling still inside. I stepped out to the living room to find the apartment empty. "Where did he go?" I asked myself. A to-go box and coffee sat on the table with a note. 'Eat Up'. So...