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The Face at Her Window

by Barbara_Em on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

* Jennifer Delgado was glad to be home. It had been a hard day. She worked for a local real estate office and two of the other girls in the office had called in sick. There for four properties to be shown and Jennifer had to pinch hit and show three of them. The last prospective buyer had expressed a lot of interest in the house, which was good, but spent...

Princil's Magic Ch. 12 Weakness

by kurtrellians on Jul 3, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Ch.12 : Guthelm's Weakness King Charlerion of Pelancir sought audience with his ally King Guthelm of Grumandria. He crossed the central bridge to the west bank of Cromilil, the old centre of the city, now looking less impressive than the east bank where the Pelancirians had been repairing buildings and making the place look as if it was a proud colonial ca...

Beyond the Visible

by Otzchiim on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Dian Girard had a little bit of a taste for the kinky. While she had not moved in with Fred Crain, for the last year they had spent two or three night a week together, and the action there was so thoroughly satisfying -- not to say exhausting -- that neither one had the appetite or interest to look for anybody else. So they might as well have been living tog...

Swan Song

by Strapper66 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Floating to the top floor of the Waldorf Astoria, my shaking hand was being held by Brooke. As the elevator jostled us back and forth, our arms bumped together releasing some sort of electric current between us. I had never felt those amazing feelings before. Although excited by the prospects of sharing some magic moments with this beautiful woman, still, I...

Church Tales Ch. 5

by Jimilinden on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 5: Pastor Ronnie Joe THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST EVENTS, ALTHOUGH NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR LEGAL ACTION. * * * * * Painful though it w...

Sweet Seduction

by Mizilla on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I sat there beside him on the couch, knowing I should leave. I'd been there for a half an hour. It was a little tense at first, but he was in a good mood, as usual and we laughed and talked and he had persuaded me to move from the luv-seat to the spot beside him on the couch. I knew I wanted things to be the way they were just months before, but there was no...

Longing... Ch. 03

by liberallysexual on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

"Number one, I don't wanna know how you got in here," Kodan bluntly stated as she walked into her apartment. "Number two, you have terrible timing." Niccolo chuckled, secretly relieved that he had prevented a potential rendezvous. "Piccina, you are too young to be doing that anyway." "Well, thanks for the fatherly advice, pops. But, if I'm old enough to g...

Power Play Pt. 01

by sxkt78 on Jul 14, 2020
Non-Erotic

"The man loves danger and sports. This is why he loves woman, the most dangerous of all sports." --- Friedrich Nietzsche MORNING: "Revelation" I simply could not stop thinking about her. Her smile was enchanting and her laughter infectious. Her thin red lips seemed gentle and soft like a pair of feathers. Her grin always revealed two rows of snow-white te...

A Woman Named Morgana

by October_Grace on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

If I were to start this story with a word, a word to sum it all up, I would pick "beauty". It's one of the simplest and overused words in the English language. It brings to mind things like sunshine, and women with delicate features. That's not the type of beauty I'm talking about. More like the kind of beauty that festers, lives and breaths under the sin. D...

Remembering Johnny

by Jimmie Blakesong on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

I haven't seen Johnny Marquart in at least 30 years and probably closer to 35. I was six when I first moved into the housing project. Johnny and Bobby lived across the street on the circle with their mother Pearl, there little brother Bunker, and their sisters Cathy and Flossie and little sister Maryanne. I don't remember the first time I met them. I belie...