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The Power of Three Cunts

by sexygirl76 on Apr 3, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Chapter 1 Prue Halliwell stepped into the dark house. Pulling off her jacket and putting her purse and keys on the table she looked around. "Where is everybody?" She wondered as she walked past the solarium towards the kitchen. At 24, she was the oldest of three sisters. Her sister Piper was 22 and her youngest sister Phoebe had just turned 20. Prue turned...

I Finally Found My Way

by Bh76 on Mar 9, 2020
Novels and Novellas

John Clayton and Jack Reilly were sitting in their golf cart, in line, waiting to tee off on the 18th hole of Medinah #3. Medinah is a private course with invitation only membership and Jack sponsored John's membership. They were playing John's first round as a full member. John was, at the time, a 25 year old investment banking whiz kid. He met Jack 3 yea...

Baby Sister Ch. 04: Touchy Feely

by SZENSEI on Mar 18, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Day three... Maria Blanco awoke to the sounds of rifle shots in the distance. Spooked for a brief moment she concluded that it was Jacob Barnett out hunting. Easing from beneath her warm blankets she stood up and realized that she was still nude from her bath the night before. Swearing off underwear she fidgeted over what exactly to wear. Outside of her nor...

Bless and Keep Us All Hallow's Eve

by ClodiaP on Jan 22, 2020
Erotic Horror

Anyone who has read the essential 1926 "History of Witchcraft and Demonology," by the brilliant and tormented Augustus Montague Summers, educated at Trinity College, Oxford (a "fourth," in theology-but Oxford!), ordained a deacon and curate in 1908, but never after promoted because of accusations of Satanism-and improprieties with young boys (for which he wa...

A Death in the Family Ch. 03

by WifeWatchman on Jan 28, 2020
Novels and Novellas

This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...

Ægir's Wife Ch. 12

by Tara_Neale on Jan 7, 2020
BDSM

Kirsty sat at the table; Anna was nursing contentedly in her arms while Elsa rolled about the floor. The girls were trying to crawl but had not quite gotten the hang of it yet. She was not sure that they were ready for that, any of them. The past few months had been filled with struggles, as life always was. They had gone through five fishermen, none of wh...

Life Less Lived Ch. 01

by Spencerfiction on Jul 8, 2019
Novels and Novellas

A novel by Tony Spencer in 14 chapters Chapter 1 Monday, 6 shopping days to Christmas Jessica Lovage-Martin was bitterly cold and miserable as she wiped her dripping nose again. There were days, she thought, when the glamour of being on the telly as a roving BBC regional news reporter was not all it was cracked up to be. This was definitely one of those d...

Mom Bod

by emptyhead424 on Dec 19, 2018
Fetish

Month 1 We're sitting on the edge of the bed, mostly quiet. You keep checking your phone as the timer ticks down. I'm bouncing my legs nervously. Last time this happened, a few months ago, the test came out negative, but we're both hopeful this time will be different. We've been trying to have a baby for about six months now, and our lives have sort of dis...

The Wrong Way Road Trip Pt. 01

by SierraSprite on Oct 8, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Author's note: Please join Brian and Marigold on their fine adventure in many parts. This one begins on historic Route 66 in the California desert. ***** Chapter 1 - A Random Encounter I was wandering old Route 66 and stopped at an antique diner after a long day spent among the cactus in Anza Borrego park. The plastic badge on her ample chest said 'Milli...

Meeting Ashley

by sexfest2016 on Sep 14, 2020
Group Sex

I'd never been to this bar before, of course. Ashley had picked it. Mostly because I live a couple of hours away, so this was her turf. She had picked well. It was what I call an upper end dive bar. A dark wood, L-shaped bar with twenty or so stools. Shelves on the wall behind it filled with glassware that hadn't been used or cleaned in a while and bottles...