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Revenge of the Pothead Ch. 01

by SEVERUSMAX on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

This was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col.Jack Harrison". My debt to society, the sons of bitches called it. Did I borrow the pot or somehow damage my neighbors by using it? What a load of horseshit! I got my ass busted by DEA thugs, arrested, charged, tried, convicted, and sentenced to LIFE in a federal prison for "trafficking...

Sean's Surprise

by twistedgraygoat on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Another true story from my convoluted life. I am Sean. I am a white man with very limited sexual experience. I graduated college as a sexual virgin and married a sexual virgin who insisted on our always using a condom when we had sex (she wanted to see how much cum I produced each time), unless we were making a baby. I blew that relationship with a one ni...

The Cromwell's

by revitup on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The night wound up like all the others. His wife going to bed at 9 and him lying around asking if it will ever get better. Since her hysterectomy last April, Stacie seemed to lose interest in her husband. Nick, meanwhile, was waiting for Stacie to "snap" out of the funk she was in. It had been a month since their last fuck and that seemed a lifetime ago and...

The Lumberyard: Anticipation

by l8bloom on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Thanks to starrkers and drksideofthemoon for reading and helpful feedback. * "Why doesn't he touch me?" thought Jasmine. Lying on her side, propped on one elbow, she adored her sleeping husband. It was three in the morning. Six hours earlier, she'd come to bed naked. The lack of a nightgown was supposed to send a clear signal to her husband of eight years....

Curing a Drooling Vegetable

by Amourbkqueen on Apr 21, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Dr. Suzanne Grace was a well known, accomplished Surgeon at St. Luke's Hospital. She was stern and reknown for making a person feel like an ant under her arctic gaze. People tremble under her glare and turn into quivering, stammering messes when she addresses them. It was also a known fact that she had zero tolerance for errors and that anyone who dared comm...

Anatomy by Braille

by rmlooker on Jun 9, 2020
Fetish

Strong Sexual Content Sandra listened to the sounds around her as the elevator door closed. It sounded like everyone got off and she quietly asked if anyone was around. No one answered. Sandra is blind, by choice, and has been so for about 5 years. She is 43, about 5'6" tall and 113 lbs. She was on her way home from her doctor's office in the local hospital...

The Switch Ch. 08

by ausfet on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The big C. Who would have thought it? Thirty-four, almost thirty-five years old, and she had cervical cancer. The doctors were positive they'd caught it early. They were confident they'd be able to treat it with 'just a hysterectomy'. Just a hysterectomy? What about another baby? While they were talking about saving her life, all she could think about was t...

Becoming a Slut Wife: Ashton

by Just Plain Bob on Apr 3, 2019
Loving Wives

It started with my wife coming home from the doctor's and telling me that she had to have a hysterectomy. No biggie, happens to women all the time, right? Emotionally, it was of no concern for either of us because she was long past the age for having children and beside, I'd already had a vasectomy. My major concern was what the operation was going to do to...

The Spider & Fly

by Merob on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Algebra and trigonometry usually bore the hell out of students. I teach both and try to make my classes fun as well as an effective learning experience. My wife, Lois, is the nurse for two elementary schools. By the way, my name is Robert, but I'm better known as Bob. At the beginning of our school system's final week of summer vacation, we were nosily watc...

Madeleine Ch. 07

by jack_straw on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

March, 1920 Le Havre, France It was with a deep sense of melancholy that I stood along the rail at the stern of the ocean liner, watching the coast of France recede into the distance. I was going home, after seven years of service with the American Embassy in Paris, and while part of me was glad to be returning to America, a larger part of me knew I was l...