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STNG: Beverly Ch. 02

by Dirt Man on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: This is a requested sexual fantasy....no trademark infringement is meant and any resemblance to the television show or it's characters is purely a gross figment of our imagination. Chief Medical Officer’s Med Log: Stardate; 14014.0837 Footnote* Cancel Captain Picard’s tea and crumpets every Thursday, and reschedule Commander Data for prosthet...

Office Cumslut Ch. 01

by DrLuverotica on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

FRIDAY MORNING "Are you going to work dressed like that Jo?" My wife was dressed in black, sexy high heels, black stockings with a pink 1920s style pencil line up the back of them, pink frilly satin panties (she hates thongs) and matching push up bra. "Yes I am hubby," she purred, as she pulled a navy blue, short pleated skirt over her hips. "Is there s...

Dish Duty 69

by Ursus1971 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is my first attempt at writing erotic stories. I hope you like it! * "It's your turn to do the dishes butt-munch!" Sandra said, as she playfully elbowed Rick in the ribs. "Hey, I cooked dinner tonight, so you should do the dishes punk!" Rick shot back whacking Sandra with a couch pillow. "Yeah, but remember, I cooked AND did the dishes last time,...

Marissa's Liberation

by Alex Ledue on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Marissa spied her ex-husband Franklin before he saw her and decided to make a break for it. He was walking hand in hand with his new girlfriend and she had not the time or the patience for his snazzy remarks. She quickly looked for a way out of the huge mall without passing them. Marissa's eyes searched back and forth frantically until she saw a Sports Autho...

Rachael Ray Nympho Queen of Mean

by DickThePimp on Jul 11, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

THIS IS A PARODY...IT IS NOT REAL...IT IS FICTION *** Rachael Ray was sitting in her dressing room drinking herbal tea and trying to recover from her hangover. She was up late partying the night before in the Hamptons. It was an exclusive, private party with a unique twist. It was a bondage orgy party. You see Rachael is not only the Queen Of Mean, but she...

Contortionist Cum Eater

by jptune on Sep 1, 2017
Fetish

I stopped by my local pub for a beer last week. This was the beginning of another experience that I thought would make a great story. As I was drinking my beer, this sexy brunette gets up from one of the tables where she was sitting alone, and sits herself down right next to me at the bar. I smiled at her, said hi, and introduced myself; she did the same a...

Dressed to be a Slut

by bmcalister on May 1, 2019
BDSM

It was Saturday night and she was all alone in the house. Her mother and sister had gone out to have dinner and see a movie that she'd already seen, and she was happy to be alone with time for herself for a change. She worked so hard during the week on her studies that these few hours were precious, a time for a full fantasy masturbation. Her social life was...

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That Doesn't Fly

by amyyum on May 6, 2019
Loving Wives

This story is about an unacceptable circumstance that arose in my marriage and workplace, not a damaged drone. It's about what some people think that they can get away with if you act pleasant and charming most of your life; and how they can be so misguided as to think that. I'm Amy Stone, nee Brach, a reasonably intelligent, reasonably attractive woman in...

Sexual Healing

by pyramider on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The video was good quality, exceptionally good in fact. The man and woman were either great actors or not acting at all. They started by kissing gently, then passionately and very quickly, as if their lust fast-forwarded them they were both naked and he was sucking her nipples then heading south leaving a trail of wet kisses along the way all over her young...

Succubus

by magezine on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

I watch them scurry in the approaching twilight; lively as a herd bent on an evening drink with the stink of nervousness in the updraft, teasing them softly with faint whiffs of danger as the night begins to drain the power of day. Observing from my balcony high above them, they do not see me watching through bored eyes, tired eyes, eyes that have seen too m...