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BeastMaster

by Hecateworshiper on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

He was the new master of the Midlands. Voden was perhaps the youngest man ever to rule the land. He was a tall, slender youth with blond hair and pale blue eyes. He was very handsome and a rather pleasing individual to look at. Voden rose to power by means of intelligent schemes and hard leadership. He was the King of the Nords. A fearsome foe to anyone who...

Distraction

by Tigerhawk on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

One evening a couple of months ago, my wife Jessie and I had a few friends over for a few drinks and a barbecue. After dinner as we were sitting around talking and drinking someone started talking about playing strip poker. It seemed that everyone had at one time or another played the game. Being somewhat bold, I suggested that we play Distractions, a stripp...

A Short Game of Scrabble

by KyBedroomEyes on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

On the rack before me were the following tiles: STARBES We were only a few turns into the game, but my wife was already way ahead (as usual). She is an avid Scrabble player and a voracious reader, her mind possessed an incredible vocabulary, including every two- and three-letter word in the Scrabble Player's Dictionary. But I enjoyed the game regardless of...

Game Show

by Horny Bitch on Apr 22, 2025

I was waiting in the garderobe with nine other girl, ten in total. I couldn't help but feel nervous, to think in just a few minutes I'm going to stand in front of the cameras to be filmed for a game show as well a live audience? And not even any game show, but well... A special kind of a game show you could say. The brezze flowed between my legs. They made u...

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A Man of Letters

by OldShoes on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

'Right. I'm off. Don't forget you've got an interview at 2,' she said. 'Yeah yeah...' She stopped at the living room door, turned and stared at her husband, sprawled along the couch in T-shirt and boxers. 'And don't lie there playing all day.' 'I won't,' Jake said. 'I mean it. You better not screw up this time, I recommended you.' 'I'll be there. Go to...

Education of Chelsea: Need Dance

by simply_cyn on Dec 12, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Author's Note: On the planet Gor, when a slave girl is hot or otherwise needful of her Master's touch/rape, she will often try to entice him to throw her onto her back before him and have his way with her forcibly, at his will. A Need Dance is one in which the slave girl strives to display her sexual needs and the desperation of these needs before her Master...

Home

by secondskin on Sep 11, 2017
Romance

Disclaimer: All characters are fictitious and any similarities to actual people are purely coincidental. No money has been collected from the writing/posting of this story; it is for entertainment purposes only. Comment/Feedback is appreciated and welcome. ********** I stepped genially into the shower, my hand slapping against the tile wall to catch myse...

The Plumber

by AmandaBr on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Warning! This IS NOT a sex story." It was a boring afternoon of summer and I was at home in the computer room trying to write something. Long ago I realized that staying completely naked is a good way to transmit sensuality to the writing so that was how I was at that moment. Actually even when I'm not writing I like to get undressed at home, it's a very h...

Stripped of Dignity

by Wills on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

This is a non-erotic story marking the passage of time. It contains no sex, no people. Please do not read if that is what you seek. If you enjoy this very short passage, please vote. The vermillion sun clings tenuously to the day slinking slowly behind the distant mountains silhouetted in the gathering gloom. Once shafts of golden sunlight sparkled off the...

Waking Him Up

by lill_snowy_owl on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

My eyes close while I still hear the rhythm of whispered words in my head, combined longings of B/both, almost like the rhythm that train wheels make on the track. It leaves me once again speechless behind a pc, leaning back and reclining my chair while I hoist up my knees and curl up. Silently simply enjoying my feelings those moments after You left. So in...