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Alright, Slut, Beg For It

by _Cunning_Stunt_ on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

"You're such a sweetheart. Yes, just like that. Sit with your back against the wall, knees bent, feet flat on the ground, legs open. Wider. Hands behind your head. Let your knees fall to the sides as much as is comfortable. Let me look." She's naked, breathing heavily, blushing. I take my time, looking at her. I notice that she's coyly sneaking peeks at my...

Sin City

by Ghosthand on Mar 2, 2020
Mature

The year is 2245. Over the course of humanity we have changed so much. From bands of scavengers, to tribes, to communities, to cities, to states, to countries, to the world government. The stone age gave way to the bronze age, the iron age, the steel revolution, the technology age, the fusion age, the antimatter age. We now have a full colony on the moon and...

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Abby Ch. 20

by Kezza67 on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The next day dawned cloudy but dry. Now that George Walker was coming on Friday, her plans for that day, which was to lay out her ensemble for the Ball, were brought forward to today. She mentioned this to Mary at breakfast, after scolding her for trying to slip another rasher of bacon, and a slightly higher mound of scrambled egg on her plate. Mary took the...

Jungle Tom Ch. 04

by Mad_astronaut on Sep 15, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

By far the most difficult celeb that I met in my Rain Forest village was a super-bitch called Mariah. She arrived one day with two big nasty looking bodyguards and a little timid middle-aged woman named Wanda. Right from the start the super-bitch upset everyone in the village. She barked orders at everybody, even making demands of the Chief himself and po...

Black Master for Black Feminist

by Samuelx on Jun 12, 2019
BDSM

A long time ago, a young Black man named Reginald Xavier moved to the City of Montreal, Quebec, from his hometown of Jacmel, on the island of Haiti. While living in la belle province, Reginald pursued higher education and along the way, he experimented with his sexuality. Reginald explored the world of BDSM, and discovered that he was a dominant male. To tha...

Rest In Peace

by andtheend on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Sarah finally meets someone new on Valentine's Day. "Happy Valentine's Day, Sarah." "You're here," said Sarah sitting up in bed and flattening down her hair hoping to look more presentable. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and yawned. "I was just thinking about you." She was naked when she sat up, but she didn't care. The covers that fell from her should...

Advice from Mrs. Lewis

by Bakeboss on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Growing up I always liked to be around Mrs. Lewis, I mean she was old but she sure didn't look old like my mom and she didn't act like an old lady either. I knew she was divorced but I just couldn't understand how her husband could have ever left her; I knew I never would if I'd been married to her. Although mom told me not to pester her, she didn't seem to...

It Ended so Right

by hunny4all on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was a Thursday that should have been a Monday. I woke up late and knew everything was going to go wrong for the remainder of the day. I put on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt with a deep V neckline. I had gotten a pedicure the day before so I wore some dressy flip flops so my pink toenails would be noticed. I grabbed another low cut sleeveless top and my...

Busted in Balloonville Ch. 05: Clean Up Time

by blowhyoooge on Jan 13, 2018
Fetish

Busted in Balloonville Part 5: Clean Up Time The door closed behind Suzette, and Jeff found himself alone for what felt like the first time since he had walked into the Balloonville General Store to find Alicia huffing and puffing into that giant red balloon. How long had he been in Balloonville? He looked at his watch and was surprised to see that it wa...

Bag of Tricks

by conikeshet on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

It is dark and light is stolen from the room we are in, save for the soft amber light of the oil lit lamp on the television. You stand before me with your riding crop in hand, gently tapping the end of it against your leg as you behold me kneeling before you. I am in black latex and the straps of shiny latex that ride over my shoulder neatly frame my bosom...