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Red Goblin Saves The World

by seannelson on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...

Suicide Squad: Fuck The Justice League

by Red dead on Sep 14, 2020
Fan Fiction

Meet the Squad: Amanda Waller put a file on the table: "This is the squad I talked to you about. Do you think you can handle them?" William Butcher picked up the file from the table: "Well, let me see what kind of Cunts I'm dealing with." William opened the file and began to read it " 1.Harleen Quinzel AKA Harley Quinn: Ex girlfrien...

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You Belong to Me Ch. 04

by BobNbobbi on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Authors notes: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real life characters or situations is completely coincidental. This is the fourth chapter of You Belong to Me, a story of a happily married couple with all of the hallmarks of a successful marriage wherein the wife takes another man as lover. If this type of story is not for you, move on to another...

Open House

by Dray26 on Aug 14, 2018
Novels and Novellas

OPEN HOUSE – CHAPTER ONE And to think he used to enjoy doing this – getting brief glimpses into peoples' lives by parading from open house to open house in a futile search for the perfect home. It was kind of fun in the beginning, seeing ranges of taste in decorating – good or bad, and getting different perspectives on colors, layouts and styles ranging fr...

Strapped to the Wall

by PulpWyatt on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Brody held his saber tightly. He took comfort in the hum of his anti-projectile energy shield as he wiped the sweat from his face. In the microgravity, the droplets floated away, little undulating orbs for the atmosphere filter to deal with. 'Am I shaking?' he thought. 'I am. Shaking like a little child.' He realized it without shame. Every deep-space merc...

Pleasant Evening

by 2sweetforu on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It's one of those evenings, one where you find yourself drawn out under the moonlight and stars. The air feels cool on my skin and there's a slight breeze that blows my hair and tickles my neck. I sit alone in the glider and feel the smooth wood on the back of my thighs and I think of you inside the house. Lost in reading the newspaper somewhere within and t...

Aprons For Gayle Ch. 20

by Addicted2Writing on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Special thanks to MastersWench for another kick in the right direction. I can't get credit for Tuesday, as it was written by Scooter months ago. He wanted to share his expertise, giving us the wonderfully descriptive experience at Portmoak. Give him the props he deserves!! And thanks to him for editing. We last left off with Hamish and Gayle...

A Strange Arrangement Ch. 06

by nageren on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Over the weekend, Andrew worked nights and I worked all day Sunday. We didn't cross paths except at breakfast. His mood wasn't happy, but he at least wasn't too grumpy around me. On Monday, he was scheduled to be at the shop from 8-4, and I was trying to hide my eagerness for him to get out the door. Knowing he would be gone for a while, I planned to dig dee...

My Abby

by phornphorn101 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

The road was the typical bendy twisty thing you got on the west coast of Vancouver island, especially when it only led to a couple of isolated beach houses. A generous client had offered the place for a weekend away with my wife Abby and it was hard to say who was the more excited; me for the outside kitchen with a wood burning grill or Abby for the private...

Honey's Surprise

by aznhoney on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a lazy Friday afternoon. The sun was slowly setting and shades of twilight began to creep across the sky. In the dreamy state between sleep and awareness, I dozed on the porch glider. The sun-warmed wood was smooth and soft beneath us. We were bathed in the soft glow of the dwindling sun. I sat on his lap as we slowly rocked back and forth on a porc...