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Sara-ndipity

by PlayJett on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Note to the reader: this story contains romance, but not sex. Hope you enjoy. * Sara adored fall. There was something about the changing of the season that spoke to her. As the days grew shorter, and the chill crept into the breeze of fine, sunny days, the colours of her New England world would change slowly into the burnished golds, straw and rich browns...

Driving To Work

by AnonymousMonkey1 on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Breakfast was like any other, two eggs over easy, two strips of bacon, a slice of toast and a glass of OJ. Ashley sat at her table and read the newspaper as she nibbled on a piece of toast, reading a fascinating story on the front page about a man who broke into the zoo two nights before and sodomized some penguins in the Antarctica exhibit. She giggled to h...

Sadie's Education

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Sadie licked the last of Miss Maple's envelopes. "Are you done, dear." Miss Maple, a six foot two Jamaican woman and Sadie's typing teacher asked her. "Yes, Miss Maple. I really appreciate you giving me the work." Sadie said gratefully. Money was tight, and she didn't want to work part-time and screw up her business college scholarship. Miss Maple had neve...

Big Boss Boswell

by AVaugn on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Copyright 2014 I have spent the last few days enjoying myself at the condo. Grant has been in New York for the last twelve hours, but he will arrive home this evening. I spent my day lounging around the house primping myself for the night. Grant requested that I stay home today and not go to work, so I took advantage of his request and decided to relax....

Sugared Seductions

by EroticTruth on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Rowena holds the amber liquid up to the moonlight and twirls the stem of the wine glass between her thumb and forefinger. The light fragments on the cut crystal and bursts into golden brilliant stars. The light catches in Rowena's eyes. She has a mysterious air about her tonight but I know better than to question it. So I watch silently as she draws the glas...

A Typical Ending

by qhml1 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Just a flash story ... Shit. You know it's coming. You can read the signs. The unexplained times away, the evasions, getting caught in small lies and telling bigger ones to cover them up. Moods swinging from unbridled lust to don't you dare touch me to total indifference. I tried to talk about it. Tried reasoning, tried threats. You do it until one day...

Dirty Deeds

by AVaugn on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

Atlanta, Georgia Pre-Conference Cum Mr. Molawi walked inside my office. He knew I worked alone. He also knew the rest of the Board members were away at the conference meeting. Mr. Molawi would attend the second day of the conference. For now, he had to make a stop at my office to pick up a few corporate credit cards for the members at the meeting. I was e...

Barking Up the Right Tree

by AlexJayce on Jul 15, 2020
NonHuman

Barking Up the Right Tree: A Short Erotica The glow of the fire only seemed to accentuate heaving forms and flushed cheeks, its crackling drowned out by the music being played and the conversation of the forest inhabitants. The summer solstice was coming to an end, with the fall equinox just around the corner. This would be one of the last warm nights for a...

The Blood Pact Ch. 27

by kimtheelf on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Though I now knew where the Transformation Wand was, I felt more trapped than ever. A distinct change had come over Bakoro since I'd let him fuck me in Master Oringel's tower. He now watched me closer than ever, though not in suspicion, but rather with lust. He still had enough sense not to pursue me in public, but except when Lord Ruvano had specific duties...

Sacred Garden

by avatar302 on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Prologue - Placing her back inches from a large tree, Brenda stooped down and teased open a brown canvas satchel. The occasional wind-rush of a car traveling on the road, several yards away, served as a reminder that civilization seemed always to be only one step away. Her son, dear Christopher, had dropped her off on that highway a bit over an hour ago. B...