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Cream Of The Crop Ch. 1

by Manjaro_Eve on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

Copyright 2000 Manjaro * * * "Thank God for air conditioning," she remarked aloud, though she occupied the rental car by herself. Had anyone been within earshot of her comment they surely would have agreed! As she sped along Iowa 180, the temperature inside Carrie's vehicle was bearable only because the cooling equipment managed to keep the confined space...

Voice of the Mind Ch. 08

by Gentleman_G on Mar 21, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 8.1 -- The next phase * * * * * * * * * * After Nicole's warning, Jenny hadn't thought much about it. But she did see the things Nicole was talking about. Talitha had started to become more and more familiar with Vincent, to the point where she was touching him all the time. Sometimes she would put a hand on his shoulder if she was passing by, lik...

Far Pangaea 51: Prophet Margin

by SZENSEI on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

\Jack Ramse knew he needed space from his friends. Taking off in a mad dash to put distance between he and they made sense at the time. He had no clue what type of curse he had forced upon him after having to recite a spell of containment against the Fallen Angel Verago. He just knew he felt a bad omen come over him. One that could mean hurting those that he...

Rebecca's Servant

by RumFella on Jun 19, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Be careful what you wish for A wintery night closes about the ill-lit streets of Prague; winds trample coldly through, where hours before horse-drawn traffic, street merchants and shoppers did the same. Above a kitchenware shop off Havelská , an old house on an old street, Rebecca bathed. She lay back, hot bath water lapping at her neck, nipples two small i...

The Royal Line Pt. 03

by abbotemily on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter Three: Hale Baron Hale of Hawkshead, passed the reins of his horse to a waiting groom and, pausing to clap the lad on the shoulder, exited the stable yard in the direction of the Hawkshead Keep. Though it would have encompassed barely a tithe of the immense bulk of Castle Grey—Hale's childhood home—the Keep was still a forbidding structure. The fir...

Stranded Ch. 02

by Rabbitrunner91 on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

She made an ugly face, "Yes." I stoked the fire and put water on to boil. After our visit to the 'outside room', I returned her back to the cot and she mixed pancakes. Both of us were famished. I figured the colder weather had something to do with our increased appetite. The drizzle had stopped, the sun shown through the trees, the temperature had dropped...

My John Has a Foot Fetish

by andtheend on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

Al has the perfect job to satisfy his foot fetish. My name is Linda and I'm a prostitute. One of my regular clients is Al, the owner of Al's Shoe Store downtown. Al has a foot fetish. Much in the way that a Yogi has been able to transform himself from living a solitary, spiritual lifestyle by practicing meditation in a way that translates the benefits of m...

Hera Strikes Back Ch. 01

by Gaius8666 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Aphrodite's Curse Book 4 Hera strikes back Queen Daisybead's eyes fluttered as the first rays of breaking dawn flooded into her bedchamber. When she lifted her lids, and woke, she sighed as she deeply inhaled. Infectious joy flooded her veins as the delectable perfume of fresh roses wafted in through the open door to her veranda. Yes..., another Solstice...

Arch Enemies Ch. 07

by CruelToBeKind7 on Sep 26, 2017
Romance

The next Monday at school Erin found herself once again avoiding anyone that she knew. All Sunday she had barricaded herself from phone calls from Ava, Jeffery, and Brady. Especially Brady. He had persistently called around twelve more times that day asking very politely from Caroline to speak to Erin. She knew this because Caroline diligently reported to...

Behaving Like Adults

by EmeliaBell on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I stretch upwards, leaning back over the highest bar of the little wooden bridge, enjoying the heat of the sunshine, the breeze on my skin. I stay there, bent half backwards with my arms over my head, enjoying the peace of the park, the ducks quacking and splashing, small children hitting each other far enough away for their raucous squeals to blend into a p...