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The Fallen Elitist

by dannythebaltimoron on Mar 21, 2018
BDSM

The Fallen Elitist Or It Never Happened © 2018 Daniel de Laire It had been a long day already. She was a 33-year-old urban professional; what they called a "yuppie" in her parent's generation. The daughter of blue collar parents who wanted a white collar for their little girl. But she wore a black collar under her frilly white one and it, like her, belon...

Zainab Ali of Al Qahirah

by Samuelx on Apr 24, 2018
Interracial Love

The City of Ottawa, Ontario, had been Zainab Ali's residence for the past six months. She'd moved there from her hometown of Al Qahirah, Egypt, intent on obtaining a Master's degree in Technology Innovation Management at the University of Ottawa. She already had a bachelor's degree in Civil Engineering from the University of Melbourne, back in Australia. In...

Sailing Away Ch. 05

by Jasmyn_White on Jan 28, 2020
Fetish

Chapter 5 - Dinner I awoke, alone, to low light through the porthole, sunset on us as we sail past Carlsbad. I glance toward the door and see something stuck in the jamb above the lock. The note reads: "Sweet boy - Shower, shave - everything - then open the contents of this box and use it. Afterwards you may open the locker in the bathroom and put on the...

Unexpected Interest Ch. 05

by CoCoNiy101 on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Hey everyone, so I'm just going to address some things about the last installment. As far as Natasha's character, it was how I wanted her to be portrayed.. I'm sorry if some of you didn't see what I was trying to accomplish but it was simply her being overwhelmed. That's it. People handle stress in different ways and it seemed right for her to become the opp...

The Closet

by Bluegrassemily on Sep 11, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Author's Note - Thank you for reading my story. This is my first attempt at erotic prose, so I appreciate your patience with me. I also hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it) - EAL ***** Taylor Reeves hated moving. Loathed it. The tape. The boxes. The deadlines. The expenses. Despite her personal views on the subject, her move from t...

The Professor's Challenge

by JoanShort on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Chapter One They're changing the Guard at Buckingham Palace — Christopher Robin went down with Alice The words of the song my grandmother had sung to me echoed in my head as I left the conference hall into a crisp London night. London! There was a sense of magic to the place. My granny came from southern England and thought the city was the centre of the...

Watching Her

by 2small4her on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter- 1 (Our beginning) One of the things I really got off on when I was in high school was watching hot girls and women getting undressed for bed. I even pursued this hobby for a couple years in college. I need to explain what I mean by 'watching'; I was a voyeur, a serious voyeur. I engaged in serious peeping on a lot of girls I grew up with, dated and...

Beautician and the Beast Pt. 02

by FallaYourBeat on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Chapter Six The next morning, Quentin woke to the hiss and vibrations of his phone on the nightstand closer to Lovie. The ringing became increasingly annoying to him, and then the memories from the night before flooded him. He grabbed his phone over her and didn't stop to think that he may have disturbed her sleep, which he did. She groggily moaned and he p...

Bougeotte Ch. 04

by jouet on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

My heart was broken- I, was broken. And stunned. I was in as much disbelief as anyone else could be. How could I feel so upset losing a man whom I had never met, never heard his voice, never touched or felt his flesh on mine? You could say that we had only emailed and chatted online, but that wouldn't even come close to what transpired between us. I opened...

My Trophy Wife

by execuwriter on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Ashley is trembling as I look upon her through the bars of the cell. The door to the death chamber opens. Through it, pushed by a guard, the stretcher bearing Regina Klein in a black body bag enters the corridor and zips past my wife's cell. Her jaw drops as she regards what she assumes are the remains of a woman with whom she had been conversing fifteen min...