Pruning Blueberries Stories

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School Canoe Trip Gone Bad

by likebadfun on Dec 1, 2008
BDSM

Dip. Swish. Dip. Swish. Jenny and Priya plunged their paddles in the water trying to catch up. Jenny had insisted on stopping their canoe to pick some blueberries and now the other canoes were out of sight. Their high school had organized this final school trip for the graduating class. End of June, summer just starting, college still 3 months away, 50 excit...

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A Pretty Rose

by christinaNZ on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

“I've seen you, you know I have. I know you've been performing for me, I've heard you singing to me while you wash the dishes” Great, in my own house half-naked and tied to my own dining chair. He was behind me now, tightening the bindings that held my hands to the chair. I could smell him, the slightly sweet aroma of old sweat mixed with what? Old socks? T...

Community Involvement Ch. 02

by MuffOnMan on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

We had not seen each other for a few weeks, which was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, there had been times during the fifteen years we had been neighbours when it had been months. As you can imagine though, I was always on the lookout for any sight of her, particularly after what had occurred just after the start of the new school year. However, in my...

Working out the Kinks

by 05Little on Jul 3, 2018
Interracial Love

I woke up on my tummy with someone kissing my ass. Literally. If I wasn't currently feeling the light suction and nibbles, I would have truly believed last night was a dream. "It's about time you woke up, Nanc," Bill said against me. "Good morning." I moaned in response and burrowed further into the sheets. He nuzzled me, rubbing his 5 o'clock shadow over...

Blind Passion

by papadog on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Copyright 1999 Del Edwards (a nom de plume) Patricia was sitting at the dining room table munching the last of her cold cereal. She was gazing straight ahead out the front window in a semi-trance when some movement out in the cul-de-sac snapped her back to the present moment. It was the man next door returning from his morning run. His name was Hughes... D...

One Neighbor Ch. 07

by Rigid1 on Apr 8, 2019
Anal

My wife had gone shopping and I glanced out and noticed Ralph in his back yard trimming his bushes and shrubs. Gwen was in her usual lounge chair reading. In the spur of the moment I decided to pop over and see what their daughter was doing. As I approached their front door, Pamela spotted me out the window and opened the door before I got there. "Hi y...

Corn For Breakfast Ch. 02

by Libertineman on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

I've thought of little else since my rendezvous with Carol. The feel of her beautiful ass hole depositing corn chowder into my waiting mouth was all that seemed important to me. I was so preoccupied at my job that my boss insisted that I take a few extra days off to get my thought processes straightened out. I was home, deep in thoughtful memories of my exc...

Lagoona Lane Ch. 01

by VertigoJ on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Author's Note: This note was originally put at the beginning of chapter two, but I felt it was better to put it here, so... Just a warning: this is a very wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am approach to sex, and one which I would never, ever practice in real life. Half the stuff in here I'd never even want to try, but I'm writing it for some reason, so I hope it's good...

A Show By The Door

by just_wondering_man on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

The house was hot and humid when I got home on Friday afternoon. The sun was beating in through the sliding glass door and large bay window in the living room. Beyond them not too far away on the hillside the blueberry bushes were still wet from the heavy thunderstorm. I decided to change into my gym shorts and a tee shirt, but after tossing my jeans in the...

The Book of Lovers Ch. 00 - Foreword

by thebookof69lovers on Mar 27, 2019
Novels and Novellas

This is the Book of Lovers, of which there are 69. Foreword _______________________________________ [0] It's been almost a year. Almost a year — since our old friends called me up, since my family sent me texts of condolences, since even the occasional supportive gesture from a stranger. "How to move on from the death of a loved one." I keep a little fol...