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Porno Rider

by GratefulFred on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

"Dad tell me you aren't dying of hemorrhoids?" young Johnny Glaze asked as his dad lay on the bed stomach first exposing a butt that looked like a school project homemade volcano painted in all red. His dad didn't respond save some drool and beer run off. "I can save your father's life Johnny", spoke a man who appeared out of 1) thin air, 2) the netherworl...

Chronicles of Vyrdos Ch. 01

by lexykhan on Oct 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

Ramis woke up staring down the haft of a pitchfork. Behind the pitchfork was a patiently furious farmer. He blinked, then reflexively yawned and started to stretch in the hay. This earned him a jab with the pitchfork across the forearm "Wait! You don't want to do that." Was what came out after an undignified yelp. This elicited no response from the wea...

Palomino Ch. 07

by LadyRoscoe on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Lacey was trying to not think about anything except the task at hand. She had a job that was screaming at her to get back, and responsibilities that needed her attention. No, she hadn't made a final decision as to what she was going to do when she got back to New York, but she had to return. There was no getting around that. Steeling her jaw, she moved to th...

Terrorized Again and Again

by Justwords on Sep 12, 2018
Erotic Horror

This series starts with a fictitious ad called "Terrorize me", followed by these stories: "Terrorized" "Terrorized a Second Time" "Terrorized a Third Time" "Terrorized Again and Again" Warning: In this series, the main character wishes to be impregnated by a stranger in a bizarre and frightening way. This series contains elements of violence and control, s...

From a Finger To a Fist

by Fridge63 on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Rowena lay in the byre pulling her finger in and out of her slutty wet cunt. She had just finished milking one of the old Shorthorn cows and was now lying on the ground with her legs spread open to allow the gentle summer breeze blow up her skirt and softly tickle her neatly trimmed cunt. Her pussy juices were dripping like a leaking tap onto her silky smoot...

The Stable Hand

by Kristi Seaton on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

It was a cool morning with a thick covering of ground fog when I arrived at the barn to do my morning chores. The dew lay heavily on the grass in the courtyard and my boots made distinctive imprints as I walked across the lawn to the stables. I fed the horses their breakfast and took the wheelbarrow into the first stall to start picking up. Working soon warm...

The Twilight Dragon Ch. 13

by roftlheory on Oct 16, 2018
NonHuman

Author's note: I just want to say a big thank you to everyone who has been reading The Twilight Dragon series. I had a lot of fun writing this story and I appreciate everyone's patience. I plan to write a few shorter stories in the future so I hope you will look forward to those as well. Happy reading! ***** Climbing the hill wasn't as grueling a task as I...

The Chastity Sack

by dowd_elwood_p on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

*** Breaking Down *** I understood his point, but I didn't necessarily agree with his vision. "Don't let their looks fool ya. Those Tannerites have a fortune socked away somewhere," my boss had lectured me. "They're shrewd and resourceful, and they have no overhead. Go in and sniff it out. There's a market there, and it's untapped. I can feel it." And so t...

There and Back Again Ch. 001

by ElyssaCousland on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Chapter One: Dreams I walked, hobbled really, trying to hurry. Back to my house. Back to the safety of my four walls. Back to the room I wished I could stay in forever. The bags in my hands seemed to grow heavier with each step, and I was out of breath from hurrying. Cursing, I shifted my grip on the damned groceries again. As happened more and more freque...

Messy Riding Lessons Ch. 03

by tarred on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Sarah had not looked shocked some hours later when she had freed me from my pastry like prison. Hilary had left the drying lamps on so the syrup and flour had set like concrete trapping my body. Sarah had first pried my body from the floor with a shovel before washing a quantity of the mess from me. I will still pretty well caked when she stood me up. "Look...