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Belinda at KCAT

by Infl8orama on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

FaunaClub Website Transcript Draft 2/22/2005 "The Starke and Ryan Morning Show" 6 a.m. to 10 a.m. This excerpt came from a draft of the transcript of an interview with Belinda, a dancer at the Fauna Club, conducted by Melody Starke and Jamie Ryan, on KCAT's top-rated morning show. You can tell the difference between ours and KCAT's because we kept all th...

Domestic Wife Ch. 04

by pinkcandy99 on Jul 16, 2018
Non-Erotic

All character depicted are 18 years old or older. This chapter is non-erotic (except for hints of dominance and submission). If you were looking for something erotic, try chapter 1 (dominance and pussy eating), chapter 2 (dominance and cock sucking), or chapter 3 (first time, vaginal). In any case I hope you enjoy! Feel free to comment! ***** Darcy waite...

Alien Pirate vs. 18 Year Old Human

by IsraelKylie on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

A spasm of hurt rippled through me with such suddenness that I was almost certain it showed on my face, but I tried to control my expression, keep everything about me neutral and cold - aloof and detached. I stared up at Sambo, blinking back the burning sensation of tears. "You liar..." I said through gritted teeth, my fists were clenched, nails digging i...

Up, Up & Away

by Brandy on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

The day started out just like the last few weeks have. I had just finished at the gym, my body feeling so alive. I love the new body that I have been working on over the last few months. I walk and feel the muscles as they move under my skin; the response from others who see me walk by is not so bad either. I hop into my car for the drive home, feeling t...

Heat Wave

by Magnolia13 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It's not the first picture I have been sent by a randy guy who's online with nothing better to do but try to get a response of any kind, preferably favourable and with a happy ending. And I am not typically visually keyed, being female and more moved by the written word, or at least the spoken one. But damn. Is that what it is like to be a guy? You see somet...

A Visitor in the Night

by jes_da_man on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Written in collaboration by jes_da_man & LittleOne Saturday, October 20, 2001 - 10:59pm --------------------------- Darkness... punctuated occasionally by the flashes from a distant thunderstorm, is folded over your eyes like a heavy layer of black velvet, and just as a lover's hand would, the humid night air caresses your face, and you can smell the sto...

An Encounter to Remember

by Bluegray on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The train pulsed a constant rhythm that my mind set to music. My heart throbbed in perfect tempo and my loins felt the beat. We had often written of this moment, we had even described just how it would all develop. Yet nothing had prepared me for the anticipation and the apprehension I suffered. My mind posed questions I had never encountered before. Will sh...

The Toilet Monster Ch. 02

by PrevertOne on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

(Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit.) * A pile of shit sat on her linoleum floor. At least it looked like shit; big, throbbing, and steaming. The problem was shit wasn't supposed to move, except out of one's ass. Now, in her past, Eve had met men who held certain fetishes related to the shit pile on her floor. She usually broke up with them (almost immed...

Distraction

by rgraham666 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Another quick piece of smut for your pleasure. Thanks to my friend, Victoria Whita, for the pictures that inspired me to write this. She writes pretty good stuff as well. Please vote and comment once you're done. Feedback drives me to write more. Squinting at my computer's screen a little, I try to bring the letters and words into focus. I've been at this...

Doctor's Orders

by Poo-Bear on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

You sit on the edge of the examining table, completely nude as I conclusively remove the tight, latex gloves from my hands. Your annual physical just completed, you promptly reach over to retrieve your discarded clothing, modest, fumbling hands attempting to simultaneously conceal the exposed generous peaks of your breasts, and your neatly trimmed triangul...