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Quicksand! Ch. 01

by vietnamvet on Oct 8, 2019
Erotic Horror

This story is not true. It is a fantasy that depicts what happens when someone isn't true to a gorgeous, intelligent woman who could be mean. Anyone in the story who resembles someone in real life is only coincidental. If you're not sure you like a story with an unhappy ending find another story to read. ***** Valerie Washington was a very pretty black wom...

Quicksand! Ch. 03

by vietnamvet on Oct 8, 2019
Erotic Horror

Valerie Washington, a dynamic and intelligent African American woman, had disposed of two very good friends when she found out that they were cheating on her by forcing them out of her life forever. The first was Barb Johnson, her white lesbian friend, and the second was Tom Hinton, who she had just married not too long ago. Barb and Tom were caught cheating...

Quicksand! Ch. 02

by vietnamvet on Oct 8, 2019
Erotic Horror

Valerie Washington, a gorgeous African American woman, felt jilted when she learned her lesbian girlfriend, Barb Johnson, and her fiance, Tom Hinton, were having a secret affair together. A friend of Val's saw them making out at a baseball game and told Val about it, even showing her some photos from her cell phone. At first the beautiful Valerie was livid b...

An Afternoon Tryst Cums True

by Quicksander on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a situation the Frank had longed for ever since the first time he was with Darlene....a romantic tryst in a hotel room. The seediness and the naughtiness of it always turned him on when he played out the different scenarios in his head. Still, he never thought the situation would ever arise, that is, until his cell phone rang during an otherwise slow,...

Erotic Quicksand Ch. 02

by muddygurluk on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Helen had been seeing her quicksand lover in secret, early Sunday morning liaisons, for some time now, and each erotic endeavour had heightened her sexuality. Wallowing in the warming wetness, and sinking sensually in the swampy sand, she had felt a frantic fervour to take things further, not just being made mellow liquid love to, tenderly and caringly, but...

Erotic Quicksand Ch. 01

by muddygurluk on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Helen gazed, fascinated by the wondrous stretch of soft, enticing mud-like quicksand that filled the clearing, in the deep, dark sensual shadows of the forest. Her forest. And waiting here, eternally, was her deep, dark secret paramour... as soft as silk, yet as strong as a bull. It had been some years since she had discovered it, as a younger, slimmer, alm...

Amazonian Quicksand

by sakura_inverse on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

In the hot steamy jungle of the Amazon, Sakura took the love of her life, Angel, by the hand and gazed into her green eyes. As their lips met, their sweat-soaked skin pressed against their matching tan brown explorer outfits. When their lips parted, Sakura giggled as she saw Angel's red hair sitting neatly underneath her pith helmet. Angel giggled as well an...

Trapped in Quicksand! Ch. 02

by evanrulzz on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Margaret stood firmly on an island of marsh grass ogling her sexy, real estate rival, Elizabeth, struggle against gravity. The gooey muck Ms. StCloud III had errantly stumbled into mercilessly lapped at the hem of her ripped business skirt. Margaret succumbed to the melodrama unfolding before her. Feeling her nipples harden with excitement as she deviantly w...

Trapped In Quicksand!

by evanrulzz on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Elizabeth StCloud III was the best and most ruthless real estate agent in Mclean county. She was also the best looking. Long curly blonde hair neatly pulled back in a ponytail. 36-24-36 inch body that was always wrapped in the tightest tailor made skirts, blouses, and blazers. She was never afraid to do what it took to land a deal. Even if it required her to...

At First Sight

by ViridianQS on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

The quicksand slurped at my thighs, pooling around my legs like thick cement, and began oozing into my shorts. I looked up again at the branches over my head, where my top was now hanging out of reach. I had reacted quickly to my peril, but in hindsight, trying to use the thin, flexing branches as a lifeline was probably not a great idea. I could feel myself...