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Confession

by JoeStirling on Nov 27, 2018
BDSM

"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was 8 weeks ago." "And what has been the nature of your sins, my child?" "I have been having indecent and vulgar thoughts, that distract me from my work." "What manner of thoughts?" "They are of a sexual nature, Father." "Thought...

The Vault Ch. 02

by Phero on Dec 18, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This story takes place in a game called fallout shelter. ******* "What a day!" I opened the fridge and took out a cold drink. "Yeah. I get what you mean. Been a while since the overseer ordered us to rush." My friend said. "Are there any new plans he's planning? I mean. Don't get me wrong, I'm not opposing him, but out storage was almost full. What co...

Strong Enough For Me?

by Mariehaynes on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

I have displeased my father. Again. He warned me this would be the last time he tolerated such behavior. We live in a community were the Male is always in charge of the Women. Women have a voice, naturally, but ultimately, the Male decides all things. Our community has been described as a cross between Victorian and Domestic Discipline. Some have even said o...

My Time with Roni - The "Board" Pt. 02

by KnSv9767 on Jun 5, 2019
Group Sex

It's been two years since the first meeting and this would be the last Executive Board meeting Roni would attend and was about 9 months before we had to split up and send Roni back to Europe. It would end up being the largest, longest and ultimate gangbang she, or any of the girls, would ever experience. After Roni left, it would be the end to her time as a...

Am I Wrong?

by spankedhusband on Feb 1, 2018
BDSM

I think most people would say that I'm wrong. Wrong to choose the lifestyle that I've chosen. Wrong to be so demanding of my husband. Wrong to not 'act like a lady' and 'accept my role as a woman' – that is, a role subordinate to my man. His chattel – his 'blow-up doll' in the flesh – available for his pleasure, at his whims, at his convenience. Fuck that!...

For the Good of Man

by readcarefully on Oct 3, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Chester and I had been texting each other all day, so it was no surprise to me when he ripped my underwear from beneath my dress before we said, "Hello." As he bent me over the couch and licked my pussy, I began to regret my decision to give into the forces of society. Every time his tongue touched my clit I wondered if it would be the last time I would be...

Home for Thanksgiving

by Erotica_Writings on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

May stood in front of the mirror in her child hood bedroom brushing her long brown hair, her deep brown eyes sparkled as the voices of her high school friends chatted with laughter throughout her room. She could visualize Cindy, her best friend sitting on her bed still in her cheerleader's outfit wearing her long red hair in her piggy tails as Cindy termed a...

Royal Ch. 01 - The Dungeon Witch

by tripletrip on Nov 18, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

'We want you to make us look beautiful, sexy and perfect.' Regina's voice did not tremble as she spoke her wish to the witch. Tertia, her sister, stood next to her, holding a torchlight so that they could see into the cell in front of them. The witch crept up from the dirty cave floor and stepped into the flickering torchlight. With dirt stained fingers sh...

An Appropriate Response Ch. 02

by larrylegendBoston33 on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

I lied. I told Emily and the others that I sent an email to my children, Caitlin and Sean Patrick, detailing their mother's betrayal and infidelity. Of course I didn't do that. But I wanted Emily to think I had lost my mind - that I would do something that cruel and that, what's the word - inappropriate. I wanted her to lose confidence that she knew me and...

Black On Black Pegging: Somalis

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

I think the well-being of the international Black community would be much improved if Black men and Black women simply learned to communicate with one another. My name is Dhakiyah Falak Dawson. I was born and raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The only daughter of an immigrant mother originally from the City of Mogadishu in the nation of Soma...