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Justin's Starring Role

by escriterra on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

It is gratifying to receive comments from readers who appreciate my stories. I enjoy sharing tales, such as the one here, of lusty ladies and their handsome men who delight in discovering the erotic pleasures borne of the inventive imaginations of women eager to orchestrate scenarios with their lovers because such play arouses them. So I hope you enjoy readi...

Six Times a Day Pt. 21

by spacer x on Mar 12, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Part 21: Walk on the Wild Side At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It ha...

Six Times a Day Pt. 10

by spacer x on Mar 12, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Part 10: Go All the Way At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has ince...

Regrets... Me?... No, not really... But...

by micjammusic on Jul 30, 2019
Erotic Couplings

At sometime or other, we must have all been presented with an opportunity that was a dead cert, but chose to walk away. For whatever reason. Whether it be the wrong time, the wrong place or even the wrong person. We've all done it. I try not to dwell on such matters, but every now and then a memory will come back and prey on my mind. This has happened to...

A Slave to the Servants Ch. 37

by DoctorWolf on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mycah's family had never washed anything and that was obvious. The point was not that they did every piece of their clothing, just that they started to learn. Free men knew how to care for themselves and did so independently. This was just one of many things we had to teach them. Rose's instruction on the use of the camp's washboards were still fresh in my...

Moonlight Window

by PanesOfGlasss on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

My wife and I never knew how fulfilling a resort stay could be. My wife, Lara, and I checked into a beautiful, very expensive country resort in Vermont. It was late Spring, and the grounds were covered with blossoming bushes. We were there for what we hoped would be a really romantic three-day weekend. We reserved a ground-floor room on the mountain side o...

All Women are Exhibitionists

by HarleyRiderX on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Tags: Romance; Loving Wives; Interracial Love; Light BDSM; Mature; Group Sex. Author's Note: This is my entry to the 2017 Valentine's Day Story Contest. I have less detailed sex scenes up front for character development. As the story continues the sex scenes will get much more detailed. If you like the story, please vote. My love and her gift Valentine's...

The Tale of Two Affairs

by TexasFarmBoy on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

My name is Bill Edwards, at least everyone in my life calls me Bill although my wife insists on calling me Billy. That takes me back to my adolescent days which I would rather forget. At slightly over 6 feet tall and around 180 lbs., I am 32 and on a decent career path in the marketing department at the pharmaceutical company that I work for. I am not the pe...

Whipped

by edrider73 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Many thanks to HMAuthor for first editing and improving this story and to Kate_ for further editing that made it even better. "You're kidding!" Vanessa laughed. "I swear it's the truth." "You're the ultimate conniving, controlling bitch, but it's still hard to believe you pulled this off," Madison said. "I did," Vanessa said smugly. "You've seen him."...

The Whore

by Marchpane on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Mid thirties, scruffy, a rhapsody in blond, moth-eaten blond beard shadowing his sharp, narrow jaw—Justus Fawley bundled himself into a trench and took to the unusually cold streets of Hollywood at roughly two in the morning. At that time of night, when a city as sick and sacred as Los Angeles, opened its sewers, mangy kittens and rats in sequins crawled up...