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How To Spot a Gold-digger

by SEVERUSMAX on Sep 14, 2017
Reviews & Essays

This essay is meant to be a little satirical and politically incorrect. There have been essays on how to recognize men who are abusive and such, which I applaud. However, I want to help my own sex to notice a particular type of dangerous woman: the selfish whore which refuses to call herself such, also known as the gold-digger. Gold-diggers are also often th...

A Short Conversation

by Paris Waterman on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Many thanks to "Techsan" for graciously giving his time and effort to me in editing this and other stories of mine. * "You're kidding! "No, I mean it." "She's really getting a divorce?" "Absolutely." "My God . . . they've been married how long?" "Eighteen months or so." "Unbelievable." "I mean . . . like marriages don't last long these days, but ....

Internal Affairs Ch. 13

by MysteryWriter on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

Friday came and went, much like Helen. Helen proved to be funny, forward, and sexy. For a woman over forty she was very attractive even without her clothes. Peter enjoyed her company as much as the sexual experience. Helen was just good fun whether in or out of bed. Saturday morning the weather turned just plain nasty. It was snowing almost hard enough to b...

The Gold Digger

by Mercurio80 on Jan 6, 2020
Interracial

His hands, his big, strong, black hands. They slide up my body, holding my breasts while he kisses my neck. His huge, powerful, beautiful black cock is inside me. He stands behind me, slowly driving that perfect cock in and out of my body. We’re in the shower, steam is everywhere. I’m moaning, cumming, going numb. I gave my ass to him earlier. He took it, li...

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Retraining the Little Bitch

by Orexis on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I understand this is a long lead in to a story, but the following chapters will be worth it I think and this is necessary to set up the story properly. Bear with me. I had been a BDSM Master all my adult life and mysti was the best little slave slut I had ever had. There quite literally wasn't anything she hadn't professed into wanting to try. At 4'11" and...

Trust Ch. 12

by honeyrider1517 on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

My apology for the late submission. I have been extremely busy. I also had to re-write two chapters... ~!~ Sally tried to quiet her nervous stomach but nothing worked until she felt his hand squeeze hers. She looked up at him and returned his smile. His mother was cold on their introduction but his aunt and uncle were very welcoming. As the night continued...

Tales of Eros Bay

by superlusters on Apr 29, 2025

The city of Eros Bay was a city of lust, one where kinks ran rampant and there were few sexual taboos. The locals were typically very open sexually and very few could be considered reserved when it came to their sexual preferences. Many were also attracted to people of any gender, and polyamory was also a very common thing. As long as everybody consented and...

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New Wife Island

by Javalar on Aug 24, 2018
Miscellaneous

"A holiday?," you ask. "Yes, just for you. A whole month!" You flip the pages of the classy and elegant brochure and can't suppress gasping. As the young wife of a multi-billionaire, you are used to luxury, but the pictures you see are still breathtaking. The location looks beautiful, the sunsets are stunning, the resort seems to offer ev...

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Tales of the Cursed

by Control Freak on Sep 26, 2017
Fantasy

The simple truth is, life isn't fair. People who treat others poorly can end up being rich, successful, even happy, all while hurting the good people (or at least the ones minding their own business) in their wake. Beautiful women seem to be especially good at this, as it's easier to forgive someone for their bad behavior when they have a smile that can melt...

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Trouble at the Biker Bar

by ExoMani on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

It was the Friday after Labor Day and, thankfully, it was quite in The Bucket of Blood. Only ten of the guys from the motorcycle club, including myself, were in the bar that night. Fewer and fewer of the members were coming to the bar on the weekends, and I thought I knew the reason why. When we had first formed the Buccaneer's Motorcycle Club, there would...