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Kiki, the Town Slut Ch. 18

by eatoure on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

For the beautiful Kiki the stakes were high! Her lifestyle as the town slut was threatened. For her, making a big hit with the Nuszsaecker organization and getting on their Hypersexual Freaks of the Internet website was a matter of personal financial security. Sooner or later, her money would run out. If she didn't get the gig, she might have to move out of...

The Man Who Remembered Ch. 01

by NassauHall on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Lev Davidovich carefully dripped one spoonful of honey into his tea. On the checkerboard tablecloth, the glass sat like a bull’s-eye, the drops of honey hitting the exact center of the target. “Ah,” he thought, “I was a marksman at the academy, but I never got to shoot in the field. Just as well.” A CD player, a holiday gift from his son the fairly honest bu...

Frischfleisch aus Moldawien

by marenlovesporn on Apr 29, 2025

Peter M. lehnte sich entspannt in dem tiefen Ledersessel zurück und nippte an seinem Gin. Natürlich pur. Etwas anderes trank er nie. Warum er keine einheimischen Schnäpse trank? So blöd war er nun wirklich nicht. Er blickte sich um. Internationale Geschäftsmänner, einer wichtiger als der andere und schöne einheimische Frauen. Die Frauen waren **** oder genau...

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Kiki, the Town Slut Ch. 07

by eatoure on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Even though Kiki had grown up within half a mile of the famous, architecturally-significant Administration Building that dominated the entrance to the College, she had never been inside before. Townie boys and girls never went to school at the College -- they only worked there and made deliveries and pick-ups. The differences in class and wealth were just to...

Omnipotent

by TediumsShadow on Dec 10, 2017
Erotic Horror

Sumalee Sum Chai, suspended in mid air, kicked and thrashed her legs in terror. The Thai beauty gripped at the tentacles wrapping around her body, trying to pry them, loosen them, they were crushing her! One athletic leg, strong and lean, was free of the sinuous evils, but everywhere else merciless pressure pulsed tighter and tighter. The darkly tanned Ind...

Scent and Scentsibility Ch. 03

by smellathon on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Most people agree that the aroma of fresh semen is potent, pervasive and above all , incredibly persistent. It has a primitive feral quality that is undeniably aphrodisiac. As any Mum with a teenage son or girl with a teenage brother will tell you, a boy's bedroom has a signature odour of stale sperm and pheromonal sweat. A mother or sister collecting items...

Baba Zhaba

by DoctorSintax on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

We were travelling in Podolia when we hit a particularly bad pothole and the car's front suspension broke. We veered off the road and into a ditch. Where, I hear you ask is Podolia? It's in the back of beyond, where Russia and the Ukraine meet, more or less. Depending on where you set the boundaries, parts of it have been at various times in Moldova, Austria...

Kiki, the Town Slut Ch. 08

by eatoure on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

K8 When the airplane from the connecting flight from New York landed, there was a delegation of six officially representing the College and about two dozen students waiting for the great Moldovan scholar, accompanied by a dozen or so graduate students. There was Kiki, of course, small, lithe, her beautiful pale breasts on display almost down to the areola...

Scent and Scentsibility Ch. 09

by smellathon on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

My stay in Bucharest was over. Divora had agreed to be my interpreter and assistant as we made our way to Moldova. The agents I had sent there to remote rural areas had come up trumps. Their brief was to recruit farm girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty three for the Club. The chosen girls would be trained to withstand the physical punishment and...

War!

by Nevermore on Apr 22, 2025

A collective bright tone sounded through the minds of everyone present in the aula. The tone was typical as a request for silence, emptying the minds to a blank state of general receptiveness, and the start of the course, all in one. It would be a lesson directed by a docent, capable in mind transference to a large group of people, all at once. “Welcome, eve...

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