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Inside The Prison Walls

by SexySecretary on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Sarah handed the last file to her clerk, Karl, to file. He smiled and turned to the file cabinet. She leaned back in her chair and sighed, glad it was finally over. She worked hard at the prison in her job as a mental health psychologist, and was glad that the prison had allowed her to have a clerk to help her out. Karl shut the file cabinet drawer and saw...

Sex on the Roof

by Middleagepoet on Sep 16, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

December 29, 2009 Manager The Roof Bar 2654 Richmond Dallas, Texas 75205 Re: Your Advertisement in the Dallas Digest Magazine To Whom It May Concern: I am currently writing from the county jail to lodge my formal complaint regarding your advertisement in the most recent edition of Dallas Digest Magazine. The ad I am referring to is the one titled "The...

Miss Evangelina's Live Sex Toy

by Wildestrose on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

As I lay on the lounger enjoying the ocean view spread out before me I listen to the rhythmic sound of the ocean waves beating against the sandy shores while I am waiting for you to arrive. I'm wearing my favorite Marilyn Monroe inspired bombshell vintage swim suit and feeling pretty sexy at thirty-five. I check the time on my I-phone and I see it is 7:00 pm...

The Chair

by shoeslayer on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

Larry must have been partly raised by Lucifer, the prince of darkness thought anyone who knew him. He had to be the meanest kid going. Those who knew him even casually figured he would die in some state's electric chair. Larry had this attitude he could do as he damn well pleased, he often said "If they were not smart enough to stay away from me or do as...

A Long Time Coming... Pt. 01

by Jckpnsvg on Nov 27, 2018
Loving Wives

6 years, 5 months, 22 days, 18 hours more or less. That's how long I've been in this cell. No allowed visitors. No access to a phone. No allowed mail privileges. A white noise generator that drowns out all communication in this pod. I almost never see another human face, bet I haven't exchanged 500 words total in the past year. So that makes today special. I...

The Princesses in the Tower Ch. 01-03

by Iantletoxx on Jul 15, 2020
Novels and Novellas

Disclaimer: All characters over 18 Therese When I tried to imagine, there's nobody here, I was lonely. When I looked at those around, I felt trapped, not very comforted by others in a similar predicament. Granted, this day actually started peacefully for me and from what I've heard, I was more lucky than many of us. Exercise can refresh you in a splendid...

Dear Biddy

by mshsrfc on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

I am sorry our meeting at the Darnleys was so rushed, we have so much to catch up on. Thank you so much for the compliment on my dress, but as I said, this new fashion has been such a trial, and I could see you wanted to know more as we were rushed to move on. To be frank, I had hoped that the current princess line sheath dress fashion was to be short live...

Brittany's Travels Ch. 01

by YDB95 on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"And, your partner swings you back in for one last spin!" Brittany demonstrated the move, having nearly forgotten by now how ridiculous it felt to teach the female half of the dance with no one to lead them. But it wasn't as though Marcia would ever allow any men in for the lesson. In any event, the other women all glided across the floor with something appr...

Satan's Whore Ch. 06

by ktmccoll on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

Daniel awoke in Kat's bed. Her slender arm draped across his chest and her breath tickled the well between his neck and shoulder. The events of the previous day came back to him in a rush. The memories were like pictures rather than movies, but then, memories were like that. Pictures of the perfection of Kat's body, pictures of him entering her, pictures o...

Desert Bus Stop

by cowboy109 on Nov 20, 2018
Erotic Couplings

The skinny white dog was painted mid jump on the blue oval sign. Five bullet holes had pierced it. The rim of the holes had the metal bent backward. Rust, tiny red-brown pigments, had eaten in between the remaining paint. The sign was small and flimsy, just a little something that someone had screwed to the roof without a bench. It was a vestige of human ci...