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John Smith's Space Diary

by ROS_LOMBOT on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Chapter I , Year 1, CARGO HAND There was a low hum, there always was. It was constant to the point that you simply stopped hearing it. What was slightly harder to ignore was the constant drips on ice cold water that fell every where. Third or fourth hand water that comes from the condensation of constantly re-breathed air. The walls were rusty with it...

Horticultural Sex

by Jenny_Jackson on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Wilma stared is dismay at what her lawn had come too. Yellowish patches echoed the vileness of her gardening life. Dandelions scattered through her soul. And yet the 2-4-D rested unused in a cupboard in the garage. The lawn became a symbol of her insipid agricultural life, which seemed to wilt and die for lack of attention. Even the shortest of short shorts...

The worst maid ever Pt. 05

by juanstalvern00982 on Mar 2, 2020
Fetish

**If this is your first worst maid ever, you can read parts 1-4 but... The short version is 'A really rich person hires a sexy woman to live out her filthy kinky fantasies which include scat, watersports, mud, skipping showers, and any and all general filth you can think of'. This chapter has more of the same, going up to three sexy women having a dirty time...

The Touch Ch. 29

by GreenFingers2015 on Sep 26, 2017
Novels and Novellas

WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Sorry! This chapter may meander even more than usual as it is part of a collection of several short 'day in the life' journal style entries which have been linked together as each was too short to stand alone....

The 3 R's

by wife2hotblk on Sep 14, 2017
How To

In celebration of Earth Day, I want to look at some simple things that all families can do each and every day that would make a major difference to slowing if not reversing Climate Change. I want to focus on what has been coined as the new 3 R's: reduce, re-use, recycle. But before we look at the specifics, I want to begin with the basics: why your family sh...

Ackerman Street Ch. 03

by Sputnik57 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Melanie was like a teenage girl before her first date as she looked out to the bright morning sun with a broad smile, it would be a hot one today, in more ways than one. She had waxed her legs and shaved her cunt the evening before, and pulled on the tight black bikini bottoms which shimmered like lycra, and expressed her mature camel-toe perfectly. She smil...

Almost Got'em - Girls Edition Ch. 01

by ThomasBuckley on Oct 8, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This story is based on the Batman animated series universe. This is a fun little fan fiction that is not to be taken seriously. Hope you all enjoy it. ***** The blackness of night covered the famed, Gotham City. Down at the southern section of the crime ridden city was its dockyard, consumed by a thick blanket of mist and fog. That did not hinder some of t...

The worst maid ever Pt. 03

by juanstalvern00982 on Nov 25, 2019
Fetish

**As per the other stories in this series, there are lots of messy kinks ahead. Food play, mud play, trash play, watersports and scat are all involved on some level, so if you don't like the thought of a woman making a filthy mess of herself stop now and save yourself the trouble** *** Elana awoke in her bedroom. It was... A mess. She had been hired just a...

Slave Woman's Grave Keeper Pt. 06

by syrynsmyth on Jul 4, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Dear readers, a cast of characters for this episodic may be found in my bio. Please feel free to ask questions if my descriptions are confusing. Your comments, questions, and reviews will help me improve my storytelling craft and roll back time to before the previous election. ***** Previously: Ileana reveals that she has attended many individuals who ha...

In the Garden of the Goddess

by LanaMelbrow on Jul 17, 2019
Erotic Couplings

From the kitchen window in my little white house on the hill, as I fondly refer to it, I could see the bounty from my handiwork spanning across my isolated backyard. On one side, my flower garden stretched like a colorful patchwork quilt along the six-foot-tall white picket fence all the way back to the towering oak tree in the far corner. There, a new woode...