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The Hard Side of the Force Pt. 03

by hotcheesycakes on Feb 6, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Part III Paige Tico meets Poe Dameron for some shenanigans...and sex. ----- Paige loved getting her snatch pounded by all the resistance fighters at the rebel base. Which is why she was absolutely pissed when General Organa sent her with a skeleton crew to scout a nearby system for resources. "This blockade runner reeks of tauntaun," Paige said to no on...

The Crimson Milk Ch. 25

by Quixerotic1 on Jan 21, 2020
NonHuman

Sebastian sat in the grimy bar, his hand tented over the glass of whiskey. The bartender didn't bother him with questions. When he wanted more, Sebastian knocked on the bar. The old man would rouse from watching television and pour a fresh glass. It was late, and Sebastian was exhausted. He wouldn't sleep, though. Two men entered the bar and drew his attent...

Master and Tears in Virginia Pt. 01

by TearsShadowhawk on Dec 24, 2018
BDSM

Tears drives through the night and day to get to Virginia to meet her Master Hawk at the train station. Finally she makes there and parks the car, only to rush in and find that his train is late. "How late is the train going to be?" "I'm afraid I can't tell you exactly when the train will arrive but why don't you ask me again in another hour?" "Another h...

Last Kiss

by LurkerX on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Making love. Coitous. Fucking. Whatever you want to call it, I hate sex. That wasn't always the case though. There was a time, not too long ago even, that I loved sex above anything else; well, anything except for Poe. She would let me do whatever I wanted though. She would often throw wild parties, many of which degenerated into mass orgies, rooms full of...

The Crimson Milk Ch. 19

by Quixerotic1 on Dec 24, 2019
NonHuman

The iron door hung heavy on its hinges. Poe raised his hand and banged as loud as he could. A small camera buzzed as it panned back and forth across the hallway. He stared into the lens, and it hesitated a moment on him. He raised the cooler in his hands. A loud click sounded, and the door's security disengaged. Poe went inside, and the door slammed behind h...

Cold

by Todd172 on Feb 12, 2019
Erotic Horror

Working on two things at once can be confusing, I decided to accept Jezz Az's challenge in the 750 Word Project, but I'd already accepted an invite to participate in Behind the Walls of Sleep, the Gothic Horror invitational set for the 17th of March. That should be a fun event, over 40 writers have committed to it, PapaToad among others, and all of them are...

The Crimson Milk Ch. 17

by Quixerotic1 on Dec 24, 2019
NonHuman

The cable was out. Jonathan spent a few minutes slapping the receiver before turning off his television. He looked outside, expecting to see other frustrated sports fans shaking their fists at the heavens, but all the other houses hummed along with the normal glow of a weekday evening. He cursed his provider and went to check the score on his phone. The disp...

Pussies and Boots

by MrJack on Sep 17, 2017
Humor & Satire

Readers; this is a fairytale fantasy I have written in response to a challenge from a friend. I did not plan on throwing in so many fairyland creatures, movie land characters, and mythological deities that I would be forced to do copious research; so much so that I have added a References list at the end. And, speaking of "The End", please forgive me because...

Forevermore

by Thomas_Malory on Mar 26, 2019
Loving Wives

This is a sad story. There is hardly any sex. It's the second of the trilogy where I explore the aftermath of infidelity. It's supposed to be a homage to Edgar Allen Poe. I hope you enjoy it. ***** Forevermore Chapter 1 December was hot in Adelaide. Unable to sleep, I made my way to my study, fired up the computer and started surfing the web. Aft...

The Crimson Milk Ch. 24

by Quixerotic1 on Jan 21, 2020
NonHuman

Everett put down the bloody device. He cleaned his hands with a dirty rag as he took a seat in an old aluminum folding chair. The dim light above him flickered. The creature tied to the chair in the center of the room wheezed and coughed. It resembled a young girl at times, a middle aged man at others. The more someone concentrated on the changeling, the les...