Rust Asstr Stories

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Confessions of a Rust Belt Swinger 10

by QuazarMachismo on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Note: This stand-alone story is part of our continuing adventures in swinging. I hope you find at least some of the these stories humorous. Chapter 10: Uh, I'm with the band. You hear a lot of folks who are into this whole swinging thing say that they want to find people that they can "just hang out with." You know. Watch a game. Go to the movies. Jerk o...

Norwegian Petticoat

by oggbashan on Aug 17, 2017
Fetish

Copyright Oggbashan May 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story involves the characters introduced in "The Bridesmaids' Re...

You Promised Me Geeks: Asha & Tracy

by PennameWombat on Aug 6, 2019
NonHuman

The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Thi...

The Wine Merchant

by Andyhm on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Copyright Andyhm 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years o...

Mel's Phone Call Pt. 03

by PennameWombat on Jan 15, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Copyright PennameWombat January 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actu...

Chronicle - Mel and Chris Ch. 03

by PennameWombat on Aug 6, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Copyright PennameWombat July 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...

Adrift in Space

by PennameWombat on Jun 9, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Copyright PennameWombat May 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual e...

Chlorine Dreams

by PennameWombat on Oct 6, 2020
First Time

Copyright © PennameWombat August 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actua...

Miranda the Witch

by oggbashan on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Copyright Oggbashan October 2004. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is a long fantasy with mild female domination. ***********...

Cigarettes & Coffee

by midniteblueflier on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

one The dark night creeps slowly over my weary soul. My sandal feet rise and fall lifelessly. Walking on a crowded noisy street, yet deserted and silent. Sounds blend to become one. Then suddenly shatters. Sitting in a corner of a dimly lit café. Tired eyes watched the faces. That was mostly lost behind the blanket of smoke that lazily rose from the cigare...