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Rowena Awakes

by Starlight on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Rowena was tired. Rowena was always tired. She was tired when she went to bed, tired when she woke up, tired all day long. She took a last look round the room she had just finished preparing, noting the main items. "Bed. Quite an adequate desk – it was the one dad gave me for my eighteenth birthday. Good swivel chair. Armchair, wardrobe, dressing table, bri...

The Wolf's Captive Ch. 03

by anais_v on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Rowena watched with a sense of contented detachment as Cedric lifted his body from hers and slowly, stiffly, straightened to full height. Resting his eyes briefly on her, he abruptly looked away, and with his cool treatment, Rowena's senses returned. Covering herself, feeling suddenly exposed and shy, she wondered fretfully what she had done to displease hi...

Natural Seduction

by LindseyLuv on Oct 8, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Rowena's fingers darted quickly in and out of her sopping pussy, fingertips stroking across her g-spot as she masturbated furiously. In her mind, she was lying on her back, her bare breasts heaving as the man between her legs slipped his thick cock back inside her. She groaned as he pushed himself in to the hilt, pausing only for a second before pounding int...

Family are Friends Forever

by silverfox_granny on Dec 25, 2019
Illustrated

My name is Paul Drake; my wife of twenty four years is Nancy. We've come upon hard times faster than we'd ever have thought. I lost my job six months ago. Nancy had worked at the local saving and loan for nine years and we thought that plus our saving would carry us through the hard times until I could find a job or times would get better. No so. Nancy los...

The Unexpected Visitor

by Moondrift on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

I was in the middle of preparing my evening meal when the phone rang. It was my dear sister Phoebe who as soon as I got the receiver to my ear sounded off about her latest ailment. "You what...?" "Been to the doctor...?" "What is it...?" "Ah, pain in the tummy." "It's not...!" "Oh, a touch of indigestion... I'm..." From the upstairs flat came the...

Screwball Love: A Virgin...

by Sappholovers on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

Screwball Love: A Virgin in a Threesome "I don't believe it. I just don't believe it." Kate, my estranged wife, never trusted me, but now in the midst of this phone call--about our least favorite topic, sex--she has ratcheted up her doubt. She thinks she knows me. She should know me. We were husband and wife for five long years--long enough so that sex usu...

The Wolf's Captive Ch. 02

by anais_v on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Hiding her intimidation from the spectators who watched her progress through the campsite proved somewhat unsuccessful judging by the feral grins, knowing grins that met her whenever she chanced a glance around but Rowena judged there to be at least a dozen men and women-- not including the wolf...men. Wolf-men. She felt light-headed at the thought. The beas...

From a Finger To a Fist

by Fridge63 on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Rowena lay in the byre pulling her finger in and out of her slutty wet cunt. She had just finished milking one of the old Shorthorn cows and was now lying on the ground with her legs spread open to allow the gentle summer breeze blow up her skirt and softly tickle her neatly trimmed cunt. Her pussy juices were dripping like a leaking tap onto her silky smoot...

The King's Champion

by Sabledrake on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The horse's wings beat slowly but steadily as it flew across a kingdom with no king. The mount was tired, but his heart was strong and he continued without complaint, as if sensing the need for this urgent flight. His rider was equally weary, but that weariness came more from a burden on the soul than any fatigue of body or limb. The wind that blew through...

Lost Lovers

by ROBERTODAVO on May 2, 2018
Erotic Couplings

The sameness of the urban landscape held no interest for Rowena as she sped down the Princes Highway between Melbourne and Geelong. She had managed to leave the office early that day before it had begun to get dark. It had been the bleakest winter day, grey and drizzling; it was also one of her own sharp-sorrow days. She made several attempts to avert her th...