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Cords

by endthedream on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

He pressed the chords as deeply as he could. Surely this would get him through Sunday morning. Sunday morning was his least favorite time of the week. He thought it was worse than Sunday afternoon and evening. Everything was dead on Sunday morning. It seemed the world closed up shop then, more tightly closed than the rest of the Terrible Thunder Lizard, whic...

Mate Ch. 04

by risgrynsfisk on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Magda "Marry me!" he said. "Sure." "Good." "When?" "Soon." "Good." "Hungry?" "No." That was it. Maybe not the world's most romantic proposal, but conventional romance had never been Peter's strong point. But he was sweet as a honey-soaked kitten and life with him was never dull. Of course I wanted to marry him! Yesterday he had captured the hearts o...

A Lesson for Teacher

by DutchCourage on Sep 16, 2017
First Time

Bill slumped over and padded at her piano. He fumbled around and listened to himself. He only looked at the room's decorations like the wide square of sun that burst through the French doors. A golden Victorian clock on the mantelpiece. The teacher's cleavage, made thick and pert by her black cotton dress. The hardwood floor. Her fair skin, each half-breast...

A Present, Future Tense

by grch on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Present, Future Tense (For M) "What do you mean, you haven't gotten my present yet?" you ask via text. "It's three days after Christmas and I'm taking the train to New York in a few hours." "I know, but you need to be with me when we get it. Soon." If I was in front of you, you'd look up, over your glasses at me in your special, circumspect way. It's the...

Magic Hour

by fratzel on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I hate having my picture taken. Always have. I used to do some photography myself. I prefer to observe, so being on the business end of the camera makes me uncomfortable. But a local magazine is doing an article on my music, and they want to set up a photo shoot. I reluctantly agree, but set my own terms; I refuse to go along with any of the goofy concepts t...

The Eighty-eighth Key Ch. 10

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Apr 20, 2020
Novels and Novellas

Part II Chapter 10 Imogen was sitting on the sand enjoying a perfect afternoon at the beach with her father, sifting fine white sand between her toes, watching the way the grains fell and wondering why. Why did one grain fall this way and another that way - and what caused the disparity in action? Was it gravity, or were there different coefficients of fri...

Rubymoon Private Asylum Pt. 04

by Tombescent on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

The patient had been in the custody of Rubymoon for a little over four months. It had been some time since anyone had thought of it as "Dr. Smith". A C note had played hours ago, indicating the patient should be still. It knelt in the center of the room, staring blankly, not daring to so much as scratch an itch lest it provoke the buzzer. The patient was a...

Piano Player

by eudaimona on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The dungeon is crowded, I sit on the edge of the pit, next to you; a naked stranger. Idly watching the scenes. My icy cold hands rest lightly on your thigh, long tapered fingers. Feeling the warmth seeping through. Piano playing fingers, play five finger drills on your smooth, soft thigh flesh. At first with a single hand, so very slow, reawakening muscle me...

Playing By Ear

by JudeWrites on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'd met Adele a couple of times before she turned up on my doorstep. She seemed nice enough but the truth was that after a messy divorce I was happy to be living alone in my town house with no yard to look after, no crappy social events to attend and no one to look after but me. All I wanted at that time was to get my work done, come home and eat takeaway in...

Mate Ch. 01

by risgrynsfisk on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Peter The warriors of the black army advanced on our left flank. They shouted, shook their spears. Behind their first ranks loomed even larger enemies. There was the rumble of cannons and the purple stench of malevolent magic. The initial maneuvering for subtle strategic advantages seemed to be over. Here they came, with flashing swords and yet I was more w...