by
dionysianmode
on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy
It started when I visited my favorite art gallery. I am quite a fan of beauty, whether it be in a painting, a poem or a person. When this story starts, the gallery had a new exhibit that I really wanted to check out, in part because this love of beauty, but also in part because everyone was talking about how entrancing its new exhibit was.
And they were rig...
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by
TalyisBagley
on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman
Chapter 4 – Asserting Oneself
The shallow stairs of the Metropolitan Museum were littered with people, even on a fall afternoon. Tabor kneeded her hands nervously as she stood awkwardly in her leg brace in front of the Gothic, monolithic Museum.
"Shy, this is the worst museum. There are too many people."
Shy quickly captured her elbows, not only to ush...
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by
jamesmarlowe
on Sep 17, 2017
Mature
(Chapter 10)
"Wind of Change" (circa-1975)
Whitehall Primary School was in the last week of a mid-term break and with only a few members of staff on the premises and no obstructions from interfering children, it should make his survey a lot easier to complete.
The car tyres crunched in the deep snow and the windscreen wipers squeaked across the windscree...
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Non-Erotic
I had been running around like crazy, there being quite a number of items still to be finished. That's the way it always is just before the opening of a new show. One would think I'd be used to it by now but, alas, I am still trying to handle all the minutiae instead of letting staff do their jobs. They tolerate my constant questions, suggestions, and 'helpi...
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by
Suzann
on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman
I felt him there before I saw his silhouette against the balcony doors. His dark form back lit by the moon, the sheers moving softly as he opened the doors. Heart beating faster within my breast I sat up slowly watching his figure move into the shadows of my bedroom. Excitement not fear had my mouth going dry as he moved closer to the foot of the bed. His vo...
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by
Lia Monde
on Sep 13, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers
Jesse's college ran summer programs at several locations around the country. One was in a large city on the coast where his Aunt Christiana lived. Both Jesse's home and his college were in small towns in the middle of the country. During spring break, he was spending a week at her place to see whether he wanted to live an entire summer in a large metropolis....
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by
Willailla
on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire
~ "The night-time of the body is the daytime of the soul" ~ Tantric saying.
Last night I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I looked in the dictionary of dreams that I keep in my bedside table to see if there is any significance to this particular night time vision. It seems a dream of a black horse is a dream of passion. Considering all that has happen...
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by
jackie_em
on May 2, 2018
Romance
Note - this story is a romance. There is some sex in it, but if you're looking for something with tons of explicit sex scenes, this story isn't it.
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It all started with my divorce. My name is Jacob, and I'm a 40ish nerd who made it good. I'm generally fit, but not at all muscular, about 5'10" and 160 pounds. I'd partnered with a couple of college frie...
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by
zildjian
on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic
I was sitting in my little boat happily chatting with those on the shore, when someone crept up and cut the tether, leaving me to float further and further from human companionship. The tears well up in my eyes, and I search frantically for the paddles, but there are none. There is only me, the boat, and the vast blue ocean, dead and silent.
When my boat br...
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by
EdenVanEver
on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman
It wasn't that Stella was shy, anti-social, agoraphobic or just weird. Quite the opposite, she loved being outside, she loved the smells of the forest, the sounds of a city. She wasn't aiming to be a hermit, she simply couldn't go out in the day. Since she was a tiny girl, she's had an allergy to sunlight. She remembers attempting to sneak outside once witho...
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