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Ch. 08 Among Friends

by Bushman on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Call me Reggie. Reginald reeks of formality, if not of lordliness. I've been kind of jittery lately. It could be the weight of great expectations. To explain, my wife Becky and I have been attending her college reunions beginning with her tenth and have maintained Christmas card relations with two couples from her class. The attraction for us has been one g...

Ch. 07 A Quaker Lady Evolves

by Bushman on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Hello. My name is Becky. I'm a thirty-nine-year-old teacher of English, and I'm delighted to testify on the subject of open marriage. It wasn't my mother's bag; but as I matured, my friends and their standards helped me evolve--not revolt--from my Quaker heritage. Actually, in boarding school my sexuality had raged, frustrated and confused, in my petite body...

Futa Apocalypse

by GateKeeper_A on Jun 17, 2014
Transsexual

At first, it was just rumors, a friend of a friend that heard of a guy that was infected. But the rumors persisted, and then the first recordings started appearing on the internet. Even though scientists had a name for it, the public quickly came to know the infection as the 'Futa Virus.' Within a few weeks, governments all around the world had declared mart...

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Professor Lumpkin

by stoneypoint on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

"Kip, come over here please. Yes Kip you only please." The college professor of mainly second year students called over the young man fresh out of high school. He was taking courses with almost all upper classmen. All in his class were about 21 with an exceptional two who were 22 except Kip who at 18 carried a 4.5 GPA as student at the nationally acclaimed...

Josie Ch. 02

by pollyannaowt on Mar 17, 2020
Interracial Love

Josie - Chapter 02 - by Polly+Anna (3653 words) Our Lady in 1923 Jacksonville Florida (2/5/20) March 1923 Josie's father and brothers had played ice hockey, and she remembered her dad's advice, that on the ice and in life people in large part make their own luck. By paying attention, and being prepared and ready for anything, one can take advantage of the...

The First Evil Ch. 01

by Oximoron on Sep 4, 2017
NonHuman

"The truth will set you free, but first it will piss you off." -- Mal Pancoast * The sharp evergreen smell of the gloss medium I'd made fills my nose. Making painting medium using crystals to make varnish is ridiculously time consuming but nothing smells quite like fresh, pungent but with hints of pine. It was the way I'd learned to do it over sixty years...

The Never Ending Buffet Ch. 10

by sagacious21 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I walked into work Monday morning, and when I entered her office Sharon jumped up, ran over and wrapped herself around me. She then planted a super sized kiss on me. "Walter you dog; I have been getting calls all weekend from satisfied women. The only ones who have been left out are Carla and I, and I am so horny I'm dripping. It will drive me crazy, but I...

Visit with Julie

by jacob2001 on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The Red Dog, Peter Robinson College, Quaker Oats…my knowledge of Peterborough was somewhat limited, having spent a few days with my friend Larry while he was at Trent. Now I'm better acquainted with the local highlights and I have to say they're amazing. It began with an Excite ad. The link said "Relationships," and since mine needed help, I clicked throug...

Mea Culpa

by Lucita on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

6th of February, 1996 It was snowing lightly. I remember the way the frost gripped the masonry at the west of the church, making it slanted in the morning shadows. The birds never sung in this sort of cold; it was as if God had silenced them until he saw fit to warmth the earth and their dry throats. The east of the graveyard overlooked the fields, flat and...

Agent Violin

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

Chapter One A BLOOD-RED BEAM of light cut through the darkness, sweeping back and forth, searching the tiny little room with deliberate urgency, finding nothing. Good. Gabriel Tanner stepped into the cellar and thumbed a switch on the laser sight of his MP-5 sub-machinegun. The red beam disappeared. Reaching behind him, he pulled a tiny figure into the ro...