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The Wedding Reception Revisited

by Itsalljustforfun on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Blimey! This was a bit old school! Piper at the door, dark wood everywhere, pictures, trophies, stewards in uniform; lots of money here. Very, very old golf club, so stuck in the past they probably don't even allow women members. Hadn't been invited to the church service, why would I be? Friend of a friend of the bride; although I had actually met the bride...

Shifty Characters Ch. 04

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

Onwards to Chapter Four, in which can be found romance, nymph-assisted hypnosis, cruel denial, and moral relativism. ~~~~ ~~~~ Ten minutes after a very strange group of four had left the little mossy haven within the Greatest, Darkest Forest—which was beginning to live up to the latter part of its name as dusk descended upon the world—there was a flash bes...

Weekend Training Seminar: SaturDAY

by PrevertedMe on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

(To the reader: This continuation of the story is told in the same style as the original installment. It was necessary in order to maintain the story line itself. PRECAUTIONARY DISCLOSURE: all characters in the following story are above the age of 18.) * The next morning I'm downstairs... in the big conference room... where the company has provided a spr...

Afternoon Relief

by nikki_2020 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a hot, lazy afternoon and there was little to do and even less desire to do it. This being the case, they had decided that although there wasn't much on, they may as well go to the cinema and be cool, what with it being air conditioned and all. Whilst he purchased the tickets, she wandered off to the ladies. Nothing worse than having to go half way...

It's All Poison Now

by valkane on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

He smiled at me, a kind of leer, and his hand snaked up my stockings, groping for the heat between my legs. So I killed him. I don't like it when they smile like that. His brains came out easy, I got some on my new red dress. That made me mad so I shot him again. I tucked the gun into my coat pocket and left the bathroom. The music was loud in the main ba...

Underwear Thief Ch. 02

by falselove on Aug 29, 2017
Fetish

It must have been two or three weeks had passed since that incident. Through countless intense wanking sessions I had completely destroyed the once gorgeous lacy knickers. My sex life with my partner had really boomed and she often asked me what was responsible for the sudden intensity increase. Of course I lied and made up stories about how hot she loo...

She Got What She Asked For Ch. 03

by Dreadlocks on Sep 5, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was well over an hour before Anna and Gretchen, looking for worse for wear, brought Mandy back to my chambers. Even after their laborious efforts the slave still had an essence of pig shit. Her skin was red and raw from the scrubbing and there was very little doubt that she was sore. "She still stinks of pig!" I shouted at the two. They explained that th...

Wearhouse Whore! Ch. 02

by kimuk on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

As Kim gently swung back and forth Bill's cock slid in and out of her mouth and his tongue tickled and licked her engorged clit. Kim got nearer and neared to an orgasm as he worked on her then he gripped hold of her hair and pulled her sharply toward him forcing his erection deep into her mouth and down her throat. She gagged and heaved as his shaft pushed i...

The Gift Ch. 03

by techken on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Gentlemen, What Am I Bid, For 20 minutes of pleasure with my precious pet here?" "I'll give you 20 bucks!" someone in the back shouts. Searching out the source of this bid with my eyes, I look at him coldly, saying "Serious bids only please. The bidding starts at $100." From near the middle a large black man stands, and offers $100 and the bidding begins....

Swede Hollow

by thewinesnot on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It's 1 in the afternoon and the snowflakes are really starting to fly. Weathermen had promised 8-10 inches. Looking out the coffeeshop window, you feign said you really needed at least a good six inches as long as it was a thick six inches. I smile, knowing that you've never complained about my length -- or girth. I wink facetiously only to irritate you. I b...