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Ink My Heart, Pen My Soul Ch. 02

by AfroEroChubbiez on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Ello Ello! This is chapter two! I hope the wait hasn't been long. I encountered some submitting troubles. Also, I hope you enjoy! Lastly, I hope the formatting stays the way it is >=(!!! -Chubbiez Marcus rubbed his eyes wearily. He had been pouring over the proposals for a new sneaker ad for the past two hours. Turning in his computer chair, he stretch...

Getting to Know Laura Better Ch. 01

by vid_35 on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

When I stationed back east about 10 years ago I worked with a young woman named Laura. She had spent some time working before going to college and was in her late 20s when she started working for us. Laura made a striking first impression, with long dark hair, dark eyes, pretty face and great smile. But what was really impressive was her figure. She was fair...

The Amaryllis Party

by voluptuary_manque on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

"An Amaryllis party for the holidays? What's an Amaryllis party?" Holly Beery asked. Cynthia Morse grinned wickedly. "It's named after Amaryllis belladonna. You know, that bulb that shoots up pink flowers without any leaves until after the flowers die? The one called Naked Lady?" Holly's eyes widened. "Does that mean what I think it does? The men come clot...

A Clockwork Green Ch. 05

by AwkwardMD on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

"So the guys in blue..." "Hav-er-SHAM!! YEEES!!" I frown and stare down at the... the knoll? Field. Whatever it's called. Clearly, one of the guys in blue just did something awesome because Charlotte is going bananas, but I can't figure out what. I never seem to know where to look. Every time the crowd erupts, I'm watching the other ball and nothing spec...

Darkroom - Thursday

by Ambidentrous on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is a continuing story that starts with Darkroom -- Monday ---- The daily email came in the middle of the afternoon. Hello boys, It's not every day I feel like I need to wash my hands as much as Lady Macbeth. Wednesday's naughty little prank last night has earned her Jill Kill status for the rest of the week. It's going to be a very long couple of da...

Defrosting Mrs Winter

by Mag58 on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

"Have you got a spare one of those?" my colleague asked, indicating my cigarette. Without thinking I tossed her the packet, which she caught like an International cricketer. Sandi took one from the packet and mimed lighting it. I smiled and shrugged my shoulders before fumbling in my jacket pocket until I located the lighter and threw it in an arc; and whe...

Miss Evangelina's Live Sex Toy

by Wildestrose on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

As I lay on the lounger enjoying the ocean view spread out before me I listen to the rhythmic sound of the ocean waves beating against the sandy shores while I am waiting for you to arrive. I'm wearing my favorite Marilyn Monroe inspired bombshell vintage swim suit and feeling pretty sexy at thirty-five. I check the time on my I-phone and I see it is 7:00 pm...

Damn Lucky

by Kessler on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

I had read and heard about such things happening to other guys before and hoped that I would be lucky enough to have it happen to me. Well, the stars must have been aligned just right that late afternoon or the Gods were smiling down upon me. Whatever the case may be, I was just Damn lucky and happy about it. I had gotten off work late and after fighting t...

My Life So Far

by bbkradwell on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

(The following is a true story. None of the names have been changed to protect the innocent, because, well, let's face it, none of us were all that innocent to begin with!!) * * * * * I never cared if these letters were true or not & I don't care if you believe mine, but here it is anyway: Back in '97 my best friend, my dog, died. He was 2 weeks shy of his...

A Girl Named Zoe

by YourLittleGirl9 on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

"What a wonderful night..." I say to you, "Why don't we go have a drink?" As usual, these are my famous last words. I end up all tipsy, sitting precariously on a bar stool next to you. You're afraid I'm going to fall off the stool, so you leave a hand protectively at my lower back. I'm all dressed up for the occasion, wearing a short gray and black plaid sk...