Draining Stories

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Blade

by darkmaas on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Noon. The bright sun, subdued and mottled by the leaves overhead, splashed over and around them. A cool breeze blew up from the lake. She leaned back against the massive trunk. They made an odd pair. The girl wore a white cotton tank top above blue jeans. The man was dressed in a dark suit, white shirt and fashionable red tie. He leaned forward, too close...

Celeste's WD-40

by poisoniv1 on Sep 12, 2017
Humor & Satire

I am just a blue and yellow can of WD-40, the small, convenient sample size. I have a thin red plastic straw held against me by a rubber band. I love my little red straw, and she is everything to me; her close contact keeps me in a constant state of arousal. I love to feel her smooth, cool surface pressed against my steely body. Mine is an extraordinarily p...

My Turn

by soulfull_fish on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Waking this morning, I can feel the long warmth of you stretched behind me in the bed. Your cock, nestled against my backside, is stiff. As I move gently against it you sigh, breathing in the perfumes of my shampoo and body wash. You nudge a knee lazily between my legs, spreading them slightly. Your arm is bent beneath mine and my breast fills your hand. Y...

Moonlight Confessions

by VanessaCarolyn on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

She began retiring in the nude with the hopes of arousing her lover in the midst of a midnight waking moment. Recently, this did not appear successful. After turning in one evening, alone and much later than usual, she relaxed beneath the cotton linens and gazed peacefully out of the partly opened window at the moon as it grew nearer to its pinnacle in the...

Deal With It

by MagicaPractica on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

There are times in our lives when most of us have tried to run from painful things. I've buried myself in work and distracted myself with food or buying things I didn't need. Sex and alcohol are major distracters for many. The problem with burying pain and anger is that it leaves them intact to rise again, like an evil spirit. Pain and anger stay with us,...

Lifes Nectar

by Doxx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Inside the dingy bar the music was low and about twenty conversations could be heard as he watched her. He was watching her like he did every night that she came in. She always sat in the same place, always ordered the same drink. Some pink drink that he guessed was a strawberry daiquiri or something like that. She never talked to anyone, she just sat there...

Home Alone: An Alternate Ending

by PenanceS on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was hard for eighteen year old Kevin McAllister. His damned family had left him home alone AGAIN. It seemed like a running gag each time that the family left on vacations that he invariably was going to be lift behind. He had plenty of money, as he knew how to not only raid his brothers safe, but he also managed to hack into his fathers computer earlier...

Bath Time

by Bachlum Chaam on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I stood by the bath waiting for it to fill up the steam billowing up into the air feeling a little introspective. Missing my girl knowing she wouldn't be seen for 5 days while she went on holiday. When the bath had filled I climbed in steeling myself for the how hot the water was as my nuts hit the water my breath caught' Fucking hell that's hot easing my...

His Master's Voice

by MsLinnet on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I don’t remember were it all began but all I remember is Michael he was my first and my only lover, I live for him and him alone. My name is Glory I am 22 years of age I am 5”4’ 120lb I have brown eyes and red hair. Michael and I have known each other since kinder garden it only seemed only natural that he should be my first lover. It happened on my 18th b...

Uncovered

by wabbit_season on Mar 3, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Jessica stared at him with a look bordering on horror. She pulled the sheets of Tom's bed up to cover her naked chest. "You're not gay?" she asked incredulously. Tom had tried to think of a plausible explanation for his erection. He treasured these evenings when his housemate would curl up beside him in bed, upset over a liaison or frustrated with her univ...