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Map It Out

by AndiAnders on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"She said to map it out!" Ted's jaw was set. "You don't have to take everything so literally," Liz said. "Literal? What else could a direction be? 'Map it out.' That's what she said. A direct quote I believe." "But I think what she meant was - " "Just lay down, will you?" Ted pointed to the bed. "I think we could - " "Hey, you wanted this marriage co...

More Fun with Willow Pt. 03

by MisterUnusual on Sep 18, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I don't think I've mentioned this, but I tend to hang around with smart people. It's a strategy I used to get through high school and I've continued to use it through college. One of the reasons Willow and I became friends at college is that underneath her shy exterior, she is incredibly smart. During high school I hung out with the geeks. It didn't endear m...

Capital Punishment in Texas

by Toxico on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

The debate on whether or not capital punishment is an effective deterrent to crime rages on, more vocally perhaps from those in opposition to it. Does capital punishment work to reduce crime? Texas has had a well deserved reputation for being the leading state in executions of death row inmates, so what better state to examine to find out if the death penalt...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 10

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Although I continue to receive some demeaning and aggressive comments, most feedback has been positive. I appreciate all who enjoy this story, as we share similar fetishes. If you are not interested in FemDom, male feminization, and sexual humiliation, do not bother to read this series. ***** I was standing with my petticoat and the skirt of the maid's uni...

Arcadia Castle Ch. 02

by Hal1031 on Jan 10, 2018
BDSM

Chapter 2: THE HANDLER "You're my handler?" Cole shrugged. "If the term bothers you, think of me as your personal guide." The thing was, the term didn't bother me at all. Cole wasn't a bad guy when he wasn't purposely trying to be an asshole. He also happened to be tall, dark, and muscly—exactly my type, which I'm sure was no accident. Cole could handl...

Boat Girl

by XXscribbler on Jul 4, 2018
First Time

"Would you like to kiss me, Doctor K?" The question came out of the blue, and nearly unmanned him. The asker, Danielle, was by far the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen -- and he'd seen a lot in his time. Her Mom was full-blooded first generation Chinese, her father plain mongrel American White Boy. Danielle had turned eighteen a few weeks ago, at sea. T...

It's Not Chaos

by butterfly_lies on Sep 12, 2017
Non-Erotic

"It's not chaos..." he interrupted. All eyes turned to him, hinging on that one word: "not." "Explain" we said without words, letting our eyes goad him back into speech. He looked nervous. His hands twittered at his sides, and he stood up slowly; clearing his throat as he did. "Its not chaos" he began, stopping to clear his throat again, "have you ever j...

Behavior Modification Institute

by NancyPan on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

I tried to relax and gather my thoughts as I sat in the well-appointed waiting room impatiently rehearsing my best interview responses. It had been a long day already, up before 4 am to make the 6 am flight from Des Moines to La Guardia, then a cab to the Manhattan office. I was just barely early for my 1:30 interview. Not only a long day, but it had been a...

How To Write, Haha!

by DireLilith on Sep 1, 2017
How To

Or rather...how to not care about everyone else's ideal story and create your own fantasy on paper, on computer, online. I know. You're cringing right now, thinking "gah, another 'writer' who thinks she can teach ME how to be, well, a writer!" The nerve! I'm grinning now, thinking of reactions like that. This isn't a story or how-to about how to write the...

The Last Fruit

by baccgirl on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

He watched as the juice ran from her lips, down her chin and dripped on to the table below. Her lips, redder than the flesh she devoured, sank into the fruit as if she could tear through its skin without the aid of teeth. She made no move to wipe away the sticky glaze that started to coat her face. Adam wiped his fingers and glanced down at the ham and sala...