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A Good Match

by bradley_stoke on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Wicked! That's what it was. Well wicked! Darren dabbed a trickle of blood off his lip. Nothing to worry about. Least it hadn't got onto his shirt. Fucking seventy quid he paid for that. And he didn't relish explaining to his mum how come he'd got some distinctly biological stains on it. Not like his Fred Perry that time. Fucking ninety quid it cost and it...

Spin

by Alexunderbass on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

"It's your turn Tanja" "Ok. Where was I again?" I yawned as my housemate Tanja rolled the dice for the umpteenth time and moved her token up the board. I'd bailed on the lads rugby social for this? Tanja had talked me into a housemate bonding night saying it would be good for us all but this was interminable. My other housemates Ryan and Grace sat opposi...

Lorna, Paul & Kate

by JohnR33 on Jul 2, 2019
Group Sex

"Fuck it," Lorna decides, blowing out a ribbon of pale blue smoke. She turns to me, eyes glinting beneath her unruly blonde fringe: "Where are you going when this place shuts?" "I don't know," I tell her, truthfully. "Home, I suppose." "Come back to ours," Paul urges. "I've got some beers in the fridge." "Yeah," says Lorna. "Come back for a drink." "Okay...

Boyfriend for a Weekend

by tnbnb on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

This is a stand alone story. However, the main character is from It is Always the Quiet on Part 1 and 2. Many thanks to Tigersman for editing. ***** One evening in November 1980, two months after the beach trip and one week after Ronald Reagan beat Jimmy Carter in the presidential election, Becky asked Steven about their plans to go see his parents in a co...

Silver Ch. 13-15

by mpfree on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

'If we don't end up killing each other this band has endless possibilities.' - Richey Osgood, NME, 1989. * Having put in place the measures that would hopefully take the band forward into the Nineties, Richey took one further step towards conformity. The photographs that arrived in the post in August 1989 depicted Richey in a grey morning suit and the new...

The Letter

by egmontgrigor2010 on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

CHAPTER 1 Wearing a facemask, divorcee Nurse Linda Regan bathed Mr Kirkman's face and she knew without him saying he was grateful to receive this personal attention and to listen to her babble on. She knew the businessman had only hours to live. He had a severe lung infection that had been caught and diagnosed too late before special antibiotics were admi...

The Happy Cuckold

by 62_goo on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

For my beautiful Amanda Kay. I am a panty wearing, cock-sucking cuckold and I love every minute of it. I used to be all macho and thought I was God's gift to women. But, fortunately for me, my wife showed me the error of my ways. When I was at College I did what most red-blooded young men do - I partied hard and I fucked every available woman I could. And...

Montana in Oz Ch. 01

by EgmontOriginals on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Dressed in black that for centuries had been the preferred dress for executioners, Martha Reynolds entered the living room where her husband Ralph and only child Montana (27) waited patiently, each playing a game or puzzle on their smart phone. "Right phones off," said the majority stockholder of Fluffy Blossom Bathroom Tissues who according to an asset-gue...

Jenny in Amsterdam

by JennyS74 on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

PART ONE Even when I was 18 I was fascinated by the amazing power and attention received by wearing a top with no bra. The first time it happened was quite a shock for me. We were camping in the mountains with the Terry family who had been friends for years, on the banks of a quiet river. The last time we had done this was 2 years prior, and in the inter...

From Across The Waves

by Lord DragonsWing on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

Standing on the edge of the surf I could feel the warm gulf waters lapping over my barefeet. Looking down I made sure the white cotton slacks I was wearing were rolled up high enough to keep from getting damp. As I wiggled my toes in the foam of the surf I began to wonder why I had been drawn here to the edge of the water. Raising my head I let the warm br...