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Maids Turnaround

by cliptoe on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

A rough breakup with her abusive now ex-boyfriend left Lauren alone, no home, no belongings, no confidence, no job, no money. Sitting in the coffee shop with the classified adds mostly crossed out with the red X's after fruitless calls, she lowered her sights and ego, and looked at openings for live in maids. At least she would have a place to live, make som...

Carolina's Caper

by jay.palin on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This is a long tale in seven parts, meant to be read at leisure. Part 1 I was deep in thought as I strode down the hallway to the office restroom, grappling with the morning's problems...the little, unexpected bureaucratic ones that always seem to crop up each day. I was so engrossed that I almost didn't see her, a slim – though very curvy – African-Americ...

Being Ashley Olsen

by lucy camden on Sep 11, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

bizarre story in which a man discovers he's dead and eventually takes over ashley's body (don't worry, mary kate's in it too) Normally, I woke up at seven when my alarm went off. This particular morning, though, I didn't wake up at seven, I got up at six. I got up at six, I didn't wake up. Because I was dead. I didn't realize it at first. Like that guy in...

She Had A Secret

by BlackDarwin on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

This is one of a few stories in BlackDarwin's journal and describes experiences with one of his closest friends and first lovers in High School. * * * * * I wasn't the kind of kid who beat off to Wonder Woman on the Superfriends. I appreciated the real-woman curves of ElektraWoman and Linda Carter. My first carnal stirrings were compliments of Yvonne Crai...

Playing Kissy Face

by JimBob44 on May 29, 2018
Loving Wives

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. ***** Joi Marchot sat on the bench and sobbed. Her cheek still stung where Ricky had slapped her. She hated when he did drugs; he always got so dem...

Tami Beethoven

by donnylaja on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Part 1 "Here's some burnt connective tissue," she said, wiping a small grease splatter off her nipple and forking three strips of bacon onto Rod's plate. Before turning back to the stove she snapped off a piece for herself. Burnt connective tissue tasted so good sometimes, especially on a late winter morning like this. Her comment was playing to her vegeta...

Rachael Pt. 01

by JimBob44 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My friends and colleagues like to tease me; call me 'anal.' I can remember a time when it was called 'meticulous' or fastidious.' Gradually, it became 'fussy' (I think age determines that distinction) and gradually became 'anal.' That fastidious and meticulous nature of mine also helped in my first real after-school job at Pounders Restaurant. I was a dishw...

The Olive Grove Starlet

by ThoughtfulTom on Oct 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This tale was inspired by a story prompt on another website and I want to thank the lovely young woman whom I wrote it for and who encouraged me to keep going. I should warn you that it's a long tale and it takes a fair while to get to the sex but I hope you'll find the story worthwhile and the sex exciting. Constructive Feedback is, of course, very welcome....

Hands on the Wheel Ch. 02

by A_Bierce on Apr 16, 2018
Loving Wives

Here's Chapter 2 (finally!). If I had been this bad at estimating schedules when I was a freelance tech writer, I'd be living under a highway bridge in Plaquemines Parish, Louisiana. But once again, my characters gave me the one-finger salute and did what they damn well pleased. So mea culpa, y'all, mea maxima culpa. I promise to try to do better. Ivan powe...

Mia and Gio Ch. 02

by superssunnyselena on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Today I was starting the job Gio offered me. It had been months since my first night here, and according to Nurse Becca, I was good to go. Completely healed. Cast free, bruise free, cut free, and more importantly stich free. Who knew stiches itched? True to her word, Sarah had visited every day. Staying with me until I was sleep. For that I was grateful. Who...