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Tumbling off the Cliff Ch. 05

by shandal on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Some people are walking disaster areas, so what would happen if a very together and successful man falls for a ditzy but sexy woman? Sparks fly between Mitch and Lisa in this romantic story. It is a slow build to hot sex in later chapters, with lots of clashes of personality and misunderstanding in-between. * Shivvy sat listening as Lisa waxed...

My New Toy

by Raphson on Sep 18, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I thought my time at University couldn't get any worse. I applied for accommodation too late, so there was nothing left on campus (classic ditzy me) and had ended up in a privately rented house with some other girls in their second and third years. They all know each other, and I don't think they like me very much. I've ended up getting frozen out. I missed...

Things That Go Bump in the Dark

by newgirl2184 on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Eleven o'clock finally! It was the end of a Saturday night shift at the drive-up restaurant Cool Breeze and Emma was exhausted. The night had been a busy one, but Emma was not one to complain since her tips were helping to pay her college tuition. Having a great group of people to work with helped the night go by quickly as well. Steve, the cook, was never...

The Present

by chrisw1901 on Sep 1, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Hazel was mad. Who on earth would send her a red lacy strapless bra and thong set? If it is someone from this company, I will have them fired. I will also have them arrested for lewd conduct, she fumed. She wanted to find who was behind this and make them pay. Entering the Sluts 'r us store from where this was purchased, she felt like she was in a twilight...

Café de Paris

by Zach_lost_in_Aus on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story involves spanking. If that is really not your thing then feel free to choose another tale. ***** We sat at a small table just in the window of the Café Etoile in Paris. It had become the haunt of choice for morning writing. Cassie and I were on an extended indulgence of our passion for writing stories, hoping that Paris would provide both inspir...

A Wife's Awakening

by wifeownseverything on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I had always known that my husband had an intense fetish for being manipulated, degraded, and mocked, among other things. We had played around with some fantasy on and off the whole time we'd been together, but it usually ended in him calling it off because he got frustrated about something, or because we wouldn't talk. The truth is though, that he's a prett...

The Russian Romp

by Maverick6 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

Tatiana had lived in the United States for only eight years when her husband and sponsor died of a massive heart attack on New Year's Eve, 2004. A mail order bride from Russia, she was already 45 years old when she crossed the Big Puddle to start her new life in America. She arrived with little money, poor English, and great expectations. She was an eclectic...

Waking Up to a Dream Come True

by playn4fun on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Dorm life was always interesting. People sort of came and went as they pleased, privacy was something that was left back home, and finding strange people in your room was not all that uncommon. With that being said, you had to learn to expect the unexpected and take things as they came, and that is what this story is all about. It was a Friday afternoon aro...

The Man in the Next Stall

by DireLilith on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Sue was the best thing Rick had ever had happen to him. She was blonde, yellow blonde, with crystal blue eyes that demanded to know your every secret desire each time she looked at you. She was slightly taller than him, only an inch or so, just enough to make her come off like a model. Her walk was perfect, an ideal proud strut that made every sidewalk her...

Curses Ch. 09

by Cordelia Speedicut on Jul 13, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 9 - Sirens - Tentacles and Sailors So there we were, in the classic mermaids-on-a-rock pose, dibbling our fins in the sea. Or rather, according to Olivia, sirens-on-a-rock. I tossed my newly acquired long curly hair, stretched luxuriously and rubbed my still sensitive boobs with my palms. "That was nice," I said, and grinned to acknowledge that thi...