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A Portrait in Blood

by SadieRose on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Horror

A 'Rayne Wylde' Tale by Josh & Sadie Rose © 1999/2006 "This is a story that I wrote a long time ago before the events of the Underwear series. It was meant as a stand-alone but although I hated the story I liked Kev and Dave so much that I thought they deserved something better. I've been tweeking it forever but now it's time for it to see the light of day...

Edward and Robin

by IntrospectiveWanderer on Aug 29, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The instructor, scribbling a couple of terms and creating a diagram, was talking rapidly, his students trying to make notes as quickly as possible. Robyn was one of those not taking notes, but had furrowed her brow trying to understand the concepts being taught. "Did you understand what he just said?" she asked of the woman sitting next to her. "Yeah, I d...

One Exception

by Gina_B_33 on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It's only girls who are hot blondes with full figures and big tits who can be exhibitionists, right? Wrong! I'm proof that it's wrong. I'm 5'3", ninety one pounds, skinny, with A cup tits, but I'm still an exhibitionist. I didn't know that about myself for a long time—many years, in fact. All through Jr. High and High School, I heard all of the insults and...

I Might Not Even Sleep with Him...

by digimoo on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Like many other couples, we'd been married for a long time and we'd grown familiar with each other. Claire, my wife was older than me and I was attracted by her confidence and power - she was a lawyer for a big firm and I worked in a manual job. I was fit and strong, she thin and smart. She was smart, quirky sense of humour, great legs. I was quiet, shy and...

Aaron's Association

by littleblackdress50 on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

The question hung over my mind like a summer squall. All of the evidence pointed to an answer that would shake, if not destroy, my world. I wanted to ask him, but I was so afraid of the answer. Afraid of the truth, afraid of a lie. Afraid that I wouldn't know the difference. I should not have invited him here, should not have opened myself up to the temptat...

The Succubae Seduction Bk. 02: The Twins Ch. 05

by DBs_Bro on Mar 13, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

You would think that escaping from Varun's demesne relatively unscathed would be a cause for celebration, and let the twins take a moment to breathe. Unfortunately, fate has other plans for them. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 05 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Assassins Eldon's body ached as consciousness forced itself...

I'm That Guy

by R410a on Apr 27, 2020
Romance

Anyone engaged in sexual activity is 18 or older. This may have fit in erotic couplings but in the end, it was more about finding love one more time, therefore I went with the romance category. ***** Linda Altmont sat across from my desk telling me what a rotten prick her husband is, she's late twenties, maybe early thirties, average in most ways. Not t...

Ever After

by EmeraldKitten on Sep 11, 2017
Romance

The fall air snapped crisply around the lovers legs. They walked hand in hand, mindless of the leaves crackling around their feet. Even the breeze through the trees sounded dry, crackly, as if it was electric. An overcast sky accompanied them on their journey, the wind promising rain sometime soon. They could smell it, taste it even. They reached their desti...

A Positive

by cpete on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Our son Tony was at the table doing his science homework, while my wife Gina and I set the table. Tony was a big boy for his age already over six foot. Both Gina and my family were of southern Italian breeding. Any family member rare enough to get near 5 foot 9 was automatically called "Goliath". "Who did I get my height from?" Tony asked. His science book...

Full Page Spread

by Odeon on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Bethany didn't write this story and that is the greatest tragedy of all. She'd earned a scholarship to UCLA for journalism and poetry, and the one short story she allowed me to read struck me as sensual, razor-sharp and pure genius. It was frighteningly angry, but also vulnerably deep. If she wrote the story you're reading now it would've been a work of art...