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Numchucks: The Legend Ch. 10

by My Erotic Tail on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

(Numchucks the Second, Shinkers) The River's side, Texas~ Numchucks was a quiet dog, he rarely barked unless there was a reason. I was woke up in the middle of the night by Chuck's barking. I scolded him and told him, "Go, Night Night." It was Wednesday night. Thanksgiving was in the morning. With all the things to do for thanksgiving we had planned an eve...

Legatus Pt. 01

by 2602Surprise on Feb 12, 2019
Novels and Novellas

The master of the villa returned after a long campaign in the North. He had been off battling the Gauls for nearly two years with only two visits to his home. After the latest victory, he would be able to spend more time tending to his business. The Emperor was far to the South and had little concern of the Northern provinces these days. As Legatus, he comm...

Touched Ch. 09

by starscape on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My short legs struggled to keep up with Taran's strides as he led us through kilometers of dense forest. He had not paused to rest nor even speak for hours, and the rest of us filed behind, honoring the silence. Without warning the tall blue-eyed hunter came to a stop. "We're almost there," he told Grant and me, his breath heavy from exertion. "I must war...

Chastity Vacation

by _Ashley_ on Oct 9, 2017
BDSM

Stephanie Her long, tanned legs stretched over the side of her bed as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She took a few uneasy steps as she headed for the curtains. She gasped as she slowly drew them, temporarily blinding her deep green eyes. The sun was still partly blocked by trees but that didn't stop it from fighting through and melting the light cov...

Getting to Amp Ch. 02

by rrspence2002 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

GETTING TO AMP II - THE LAST WALK Winter 09 Sunday of the weekend that Nancy had to decide whether she would be an amputee or a woman with a short leg for the rest of her life began much like the day before had ended. She was on the computer with her right leg bound up in simulation of the amputation she had decided to have when Brett sauntered into the stu...

How It Started

by SailorSamedi on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

A story made for, and inspired by, a friend of mine whose companionship I dearly miss. It meant more to me than I was able to express. All characters are legal age and all scenarios are purely fictional. ***** It was nearly 1:00 am when I found myself stood alone on the platform. I took a deep inhale of my cigarette, holding it for a moment before exhalin...

Hotel: Renovation

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Strolling through the back streets of Bangkok and looking at the women - prostitutes or not - leaves me with a need and on fire. I see an older woman on a single crutch with a single leg. Of course, older is relative. She seems pretty, but the morning hides much. The dress is short and the lone leg nice, the other hidden somewhere, maybe it ends near her hi...

The Graveyard Pt. 01

by DrSpidey on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

For as long as I could really even remember, I always had something of an unhealthy attraction to things that were considered myths and legends, and my most favorite of all fantasy creatures to obsess over was the vampire, who had made many different changes through the years...And even became so unrecognizable that it made you wonder how they could be consi...

The Dilemma

by Dokhian on Aug 31, 2017
Group Sex

A few years ago I was living with my then boyfriend Tony. I knew that he secretly fantasized about a childhood friend of mine called Sonia. She wasn't exactly a model in looks; she was pretty but short legged. But I suppose she did have a special something that turns men on. I don't know. Something about her posture and facial expression that is really hot....

Melody's Voice

by LovelyDarkLullaby on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The pale beauty of the moon spilled across the kitchen floor, casting long shadowy fingers over Melody's face. She sat, unmoving in a cushioned chair, her leg pulled against her chest, her pale arms crossed atop her knee. She hid her face in the crease of her elbow, the trail of silvery tears ending just above her perfect lips. Blinking her thick, black lash...