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Faller's Forest

by WFEATHER on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

After the divorce, I was unsure of what to do. I had my high-paying job, but without my family, and specifically without my daughter, I found no pleasure in the job. I had made my money already, and still had plenty left even after the divorce (thank goodness for prenuptial agreements), so I did not need to worry about having enough money to survive. Ever...

A Vacation to Remember Ch. 01

by icarusoz on Aug 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I had been at the hotel for nearly two weeks and had basically spent every day either surfing or hiding from the tropical rain. I had chosen Costa Rica for the surf and the fact that it was the green season. This meant nice and cheap hotels, great waves and no crowds, basically the perfect vacation, all apart from the lack of female company. The last time I...

Racing Back to Love Pt. 02

by demon160 on Aug 7, 2018
Romance

My apologies for the delay in getting this completed. Computer issues meant that I had to completely re-write this. This story starts from where the first part finished, so you may wish to read that before continuing. ***** The team were all there after we finished in third place at the biggest race of the year. There were lots of handshakes and congratul...

Rivertown

by Nightwork1 on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

Growing-up around dirtbikes and racing it wasn't a surprise to anyone when Jimmy began building a dirtbike for racing. But he wasn't interested in racing at big stadiums or doing goofy tricks while flying off of jumps. Rather his goal was to race in The Mojave Challenge. An elite series that raced in the western Mojave Desert over long-distances. A desert ra...

Racing Back to Love Pt. 01

by demon160 on Jun 18, 2018
Romance

The vibrations were becoming stronger. I could feel it all the way through my spine. My right foot was stretched out, pushing as far as it could. My eyes were focused into the distance, looking at a single precise spot. The fingers on my right hand reached out and flicked the lever. The little car changed gear from second to third in less than the blink of...

Code Name Tequila Ch. 18

by Travel_by_day on Sep 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Black Oak exploded with anger. He had listened intently and quietly while Ria had recounted the events leading up to Andre Fernandez's death, but once she was finished, he let loose with a tirade. "How did this happen? A suspect in custody gets loose and grabs an agent's gun to kill himself. He should have even been in custody in the first place. How could...

Futa Formula One

by MightyViking on Apr 22, 2025

Bright lights shine on the simple chair. A woman with red hair in a high, tight bun steps into view. She wears a pink, long-sleeved quarter-zip shirt that is covered in brand logos and endorsements, with F.U.T.A. as the most prominent in bright blue. The shirt strains against her massive bust, and black leggings complete the look, ensuring that her hourglass...

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Pocket Racer

by TeraTerminus on Dec 12, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Pocket Racer -- Prologue * * * * * Collapsible Vehicle Racing (CVR), or more commonly known as pocket racing, became the premier motor sport of the modern age through accident and necessity. Pocket racing started on the mountain roads of Japan's drift scene, exhibition pieces and toy racers used to amuse but not much else. They started out as small, squat...

Petrol Heads

by ARGEE on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

My name is Tilly – Matilda really – but no one knows me as Matilda! I am a petrol head! I had better explain and tell you about myself. I am 26 years old and have what is sometimes called dirty blond hair! My hair isn’t very long but it isn’t short either. My breasts are very substantial and are beautifully shaped with long nipples which seem to erect themse...

My First Ride

by BootPunk on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

It was the first time I dared riding a racing motorcycle, something I had always dreamed about. The power of the engines, the strength of the frames, and the breathtaking speed had always thrilled me: These motorcycles had always reminded me of graceful predators, cheetahs for the racetrack. I had spent many hours admiring those motorcycles, dreaming of...