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Discipline Correspondant 02

by niteowl2003 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

At 2.50pm Ray (Tammy's Master) arrived and took a seat close by the War memorial in St James Park and waited. With only one minute to go he spotted Tammy walking quickly towards the memorial, where she then stood with her back to him. Quietly he stood. Formed his right hand into an imitation gun and silently approached. Sticking the finger into her back he s...

Wrong One

by SpikedChoker on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

Another dark piece, which ends in a surprise. Feedback is greatly desired. Even if you just want to tell me I suck. --------------------------- Wandering listlessly through the club, the blonde 'bette tries to wrap herself in the solace of anonymity, while enjoying the stares of the lust-filled men. The only clear spot in the cool room is near an even cold...

Thoughts On Writing Erotica

by slitlicker69 on Sep 13, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Thoughts On Writing Erotica: POVs, Plots, Pacing, And Pudendas To begin this discussion, I would like to start with MY definition of Erotica vs. Pornography, and Erotica vs. mainstream fiction. Many people are confused over the lines between mainstream fiction that has erotic elements in it, and true erotica. Likewise, there is great confusion, and differen...

Minimal Damage

by susansnow on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

I remember sleeping about five inches from the ceiling. Coffinesque. I went to sleep stifling an endless scream. My brother was in the lower bunk. I fell once but don't remember the circumstances. I dreamed of men. Famous ones. Ones my friends say would be good for me. I broke his things when he was gone. I'd slip into our closet and find seashells he colle...

In and Out: A Tryst

by SPEN STERLING on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

They arrived at the hotel door at the same time, which always happened. They smiled at each other like two people sharing an inside joke. He inserted the hotel card and pulled it out, as she smiled and raised her eyebrows. "How appropriate," she said. "In and out." They laughed entered the room. Once inside, they turned toward each other and embraced, a wa...

Trish and Tom

by slipperywords on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Tom was at the office working a couple days before Christmas. He wasn't very busy, just being there to show face for the staff, putting his time in. In his office he was trying to concentrate on finishing up a few loose ends. Difficult to do when there is minimal staff, minimal work and Tom hasn't been laid in 5 days. All he can think of is the need to feel...

The Way of the Isle

by BKHelghan on Apr 22, 2025

Takata Momoko was a 23-year-old salarywoman working as a programmer for a software-programming company. Takata has jet-black hair falling past her chin, but barely reaching her shoulders. Her job, although not anywhere different compared to some of her colleagues who are also programmers but not as detailed as her, is one of the most drilling and draining jo...

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Giving Her What She Needs Pt. 02

by tbs04 on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Prologue: This part picks up pretty much where the previous one left off. It would benefit you to read that piece first as the details and setting for this part of the story are all set up there. I also edited in some dialogue this time as previously suggested by a few different readers. Hope you enjoy. ******** Friday night Thursday and Friday seemed to...

A Letter to My Wife Michelle

by ctarrantella on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This was the last letter I wrote to my wife Michelle when I was traveling for business. After we were married I was promoted to a high level management position which I coveted all the years we dated. Unfortunately the responsibilities changed as well as Senior Management shortly after we wed. The job now required me to travel to California frequently and so...

Exhibition Game

by MaleThonger on Aug 30, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Today was the day. If I didn't chicken out, today was the day. I admired myself in the mirror one last time. Everything was ready. Everything was in place. All I needed to do was to do it. I grabbed my towel, my suntan lotion, a book, threw on a light robe and headed out the door. For weeks, I'd been planning this. I had scoped out the route, the traffic pa...