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Going Home – A Foundation

by carrteun on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Pasadena, California September 17, 1946 I arrived at the women's dorm about fifteen minutes late. Gwen was chatting with a girl at the front desk that looked to be about fifteen. Gwen's face lit up when she saw me come through the door. She quickly said goodbye to the girl and gave me a sisterly hug before locking her arm in mine and leading me back through...

Recollections Ch. 01

by Jeremydcp on Apr 14, 2020
Group Sex

Chapter 1. "Us" -*- Sunday, November 18, 2018 -*- -*- Lake Serenity, Kansas -*- Alexa smiled and methodically moved from one display cage to the next with Cooper, our three-year-old son, hoisted in her arm. The energetic, rambunctious toddler was in quite a happy mood this afternoon - his little eyes surveying everything - as we paid a visit to Hopalon...

The Dreaded Mrs. Crowley

by JustLikeEwe on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

It was only a summer job for Ken Lanzi in the summer of 1970, delivering prescriptions in a beat up old VW bug with a giant pill bottle on the roof. It was easy money and it was fun to drive around all day in a car that he enjoyed beating into the ground, but one day it became something totally different. ********* Chapter One: Summer in the city. It was...

Fried Chicken

by emme on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I’ve made a great dinner for him, one of his favorites: Fried Chicken, Green Beans, Rice and Cream Gravy and for dessert, my favorite, brownies and vanilla ice cream. There is no real reason, its not his birthday or our anniversary. It is just a normal ordinary day on which I slaved away in the kitchen to make sure he had a wonderful dinner. Well not really,...

Beijing Chicken...

by TheRedChamber on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

"Welcome, sir. You are Mr Martin, yes? Please if you would follow me" From her first sentence as I entered the tea house, I could tell that the hostess had good English; a strong Chinese accent for sure, but with a gentle sing-song quality to it and a friendly confidence that put me immediately at my ease. This confirmed the impression I had got as I had app...

An Afternoon Fishing

by Paul44 on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

The dragonflies slipped above the surface of the pond as we lay next to the water. I cast my eye to the strand that led from the rod to the water wondering if I would get a bite. As it was I bit into the delicious fried chicken and sipped at the parsnip wine and cradled your head into my lap. Looking up at me you smiled and reached up and wrapped your arms a...

Playing with Her Heart

by redzinger on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

This is an entry to the 2014 Winter Holidays Contest. Contains MFM group sex, BDSM, a touch of exhibitionism, mentions of bisexuality and fried chicken, and far too much drinking. Self-edited so apologies for any errors. Please vote and comment. *** There's a standard joke when the UK is hit with cold weather - that we're utterly unable to cope. Even a sp...

Total Woman Excursions 09

by bhuff on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The tables were loaded with a splendid Independence Day picnic: hamburgers, hot dogs, fried chicken, potato and pasta salads, cool drinks, ice cream and baked desserts. The guests chatted in the sun and shade around the pool deck. The weather was warm. The dress was casual and minimal. Bikinis predominated, from traditional to thongs. The biggest holiday pic...

Obedience Training Pt. 02

by zuluking72 on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

She had her orders. At exactly 5:00 pm she was to be at the given address with fried chicken, cold beer and a good attitude. At 3:00 she made up her face carefully and dressed as directed: short skirt, red thong panties, white blouse, no bra. Looking at herself in the mirror as she applied make-up and brushed her long, wavy locks, she smiled in satisfactio...

Gray Iron

by MSTarot on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

It started with a plate full of food. It was no different than the plate full I had eaten the night before, or the night before that. In fact it was no different than any dinner I had eaten for the last fifteen to twenty years of my life. What made the food in front of me repugnant was... laughter. I could hear it echoing in my ears even as I looked down...