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Hey Diddle Diddle

by missterytome on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Diddle, diddling, diddling around/about never had a sexual meaning. It meant you were bored or idle and looking for something to do. It didn't have anything to do with masturbation--certainly it was not like those male words. . . jacking, stroking, wanking. Besides ladies, or girls. or women, just didn't talk about such things, much less do them or if we did...

The Red Moon's Power 00: The Sentari

by Duzzel on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The Red Moon's Power : The Sentari Traders It had been days before Shinai and Aiden had met, The Sentari had found four lovely Katsari for their collections. What was even better was three of the lovely's were completely untouched. Kah'lou was the captain of this particular encampment and he loved what he did. His tail swayed leisurely behind him, sliding u...

Hotel Encounter

by Rassendyll on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Note to editor: as all this story is in direct speech by one person I have not bothered with quotation marks at the beginning and end of every paragraph and hope that I will not be rejected for this reason. Hello! I'm Amy Hart. Doesn't this hotel have a lovely swimming pool? And no silly rules about not being topless so I can have my firm large breasts jutt...

My Sister in Law

by SierraSprite on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I had two weeks clear in August after a summer job, and called to see if she was interested in a visit. Seemed like the right thing to do. I wondered whether there had been marriage troubles that drove him into the military. "Yes, please come. It will be good to see you. My relatives have a cabin at a lake in the mountains. I'll take a couple of day's vac...

Black Cuckoldress For Black Men

by Samuelx on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Sometimes, it gets annoying that people consider my husband Isaac Blackstone and I to be like unicorns or something simply because we're a happily married and successful black couple that dabbles into BDSM, Swinging and lately, Female Domination and Cuckoldry. My name is Yemaja Jacobs-Blackstone and I got a story to share with you, dear reader. It's about pu...

The Harem Tales Vol. 03 Ch. 06

by Zalminen on Dec 22, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Giants "Hullo, little man," the huge voice rumbled. Zalen jumped, only now realizing that what he had been leaning on was not a tree trunk but a giant's thigh. Had he been standing Zalen's face would have been barely at the height of his kneecaps. He made the demigiantess Zalen had encountered look like a child in comparison. "Oh, hello. I'm Zalen, known...

Sophie's Choice

by dandyleglogs on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Most of the room is in shadow. In its centre, an aged wrought iron bed stands alone on the bare floor boards. Outside, the stifling heat of mid-afternoon, the sounds of traffic, of irate and overheated passers-by, the blinding brightness and the dust are all filtered from the room by a thin muslin curtain that falls from ceiling to floor, blowing into the ro...

Strangers in the Night

by secretly_submissive25 on Oct 8, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Click And with that click of the mouse the ad was posted. Sent into the dark abyss that was the internet. The unspoken place where men and women went to in search of something. And that something was different for everyone. But everyone came to the same place to begin. And that's where she found herself. She saw the words in bright color on the scre...

Male Stripper and the Yuppie Couple

by R10010 on Mar 12, 2019
Erotic Couplings

School wasn't for me, but I was blessed with a hard, lean body and cock that any porn star would be proud of. Being a male stripper isn't as glamorous as it sounds. For every bachelorette party with beautiful young woman, there are ten gigs with fat old ladies and another ten with creepy old men. My cock gets a lot of attention, but not a night goes by that...

Love, Lust, Neon Lights Ch. 01

by jjcole on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

I lived in a flop house in Greenwich Village before it became trendy to do so. It was a six story walk up with five rooms per story. My place was on the fourth floor. Almost all of us were aspiring artists of some kind and it felt like home to me shortly after moving in. On my floor there were two male dancers, both gay. They each had been the last chosen...