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Lisa Loses Control

by TrazO on Jun 2, 2020
BDSM

I came home and the front room was well lit. Above the couch was a framed sign that said, "Doctor's office. Please Take a Seat Until Your Name Is Called." Oh Jesus. What now? I sat on the couch. There were magazines fanned out on the coffee table. Old issues of "Better Homes and Gardens" and "Good Housekeeping." Despite my apprehension I had to laugh. Say...

Modified Ch. 01

by Eloquentman on Apr 4, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Jack slowly drifted into that half awake, half asleep state where you're not entirely sure if you're dreaming or not. Must have been a good dream, cos he was sporting an erection that was as firm as he could remember in a while...and it was being grasped tightly as a the familiar feel of pussy slid slowly up and down. A delicate moan of pleasure confirmed he...

Jessie Ch. 20

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Jun 8, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Author's note: This chapter contains no sexual activity. If that is what you're looking for, please return next week. As always, thanks for reading, and your votes and comments. ### Sorrow and solitude These are the precious things And the only words That are worth rememberin' - Nothin', Robert Plant & Allison Kraus ### "You're quitting?" My teac...

A Nighttime Fantasy

by ZukoBaratheon on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"What's your weirdest sexual fantasy?" Jason looked at Miranda's grayish blue eyes, shocked by the bluntness with which she questioned him. He'd lived next door to her since they were in the 4th grade, grown up with her, and even discussed sexual things with her before. But for some reason, despite their history, the question stunned him. "I... um... ahh.....

It Only Took a Second

by WillDevo on Jun 1, 2020
Romance

(Revised 8/1/2020) "Oh! Um . . . Uh . . . I'm so sorry," she gasped. "I . . . I guess I should have knocked or something," she said, backing away before she closed the door. I hoped she was embarrassed. Well, "hoped" is the wrong word. I hoped she was only embarrassed and not outright disgusted or angered. And, if she was embarrassed, I was certain she wa...

A Thankful Blizzard Pt. 05

by rexspaulding on Sep 26, 2017
Romance

Author's Notes: Here it is. The finale, the conclusion! This is going up in the Romance category, as, well, Paul and Kat have experienced most everything in the First Time area. Here we get to see... well, you'll find out as you read it. A few disclaimers: names are used as reference points to enhance the plot. This is, after all, a work of fiction. I'...

Why do I write, by SusanJillParker?

by SusanJillParker on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

As if truly seeing myself for the first time, I had an epiphany while staring at myself in the mirror as to why I write. "Why do I write?" I'm Susan Jill Parker, my real name, and I'm a writer. Yet, I'm not just any writer. I don't write non-fiction, something that most writers write. Matter of fact, did you know that 95% of everything published in the wor...

Maxine's New Life Ch. 13a

by carniegirl on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

101 A Pain In The Ass I rented the unit to Cheryl under her own name. I was assured that the payments would be coming from an account she controlled. Johnathan Hunter also assured me that he would not be staying in the unit more than 72 hours at any one time, ever. If that did come to pass, he would allow me to add his name to the lease. He also understood...

Missed Appointment

by beatriceguy on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

First let me say thanks to my volunteer editor Kjplotts, second this is a LONG non-erotic story. So if that's what you're looking for you should keep on looking. Also any fair comments are always welcome. * Being careful, as was his habit, to always keep a discreet distance from the events unfolding in front of him, the completely nondescript man observin...

Simple Choices

by LunarSirius on Dec 31, 2017
Romance

"I have news," said Debbie. I'd just come through the front door to find her standing in the foyer of our small apartment. She was 29 with dark hair, girl-next-door beauty and a smile that was usually ready. On that summer evening, her smile was not ready. Had it been another day I would have given her the bouquet of long-stemmed roses at the door, but...