Shrinking Man Stories

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The Ride Ch. 02

by fantasyhunter2 on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

He kisses you softly and you fall asleep as he gently strokes your cheek... {The ride continues and the first big bumps and twists are encountered} Hunter wakes with a start. He didn't mean to fall asleep. It had been a long week and today's ride had been wild. The lady who still sleeps next to him is hot and it required all of his skills to give her a pr...

Running To, Or Running From

by Strict-But-Fair on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 1 She had come out of the fortune-tellers a changed woman. Pausing only briefly at the entrance, she looked around her for a moment and walked briskly to the train station. She stood in the throng of the station concourse, examining the departures before walking into the ticket office. The train she chose was leaving in only a few minutes, leaving h...

Three's Company

by JBSDownUnder on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

She knew he would be the one to break their streak the moment he walked in the door. He smiled benignly at her and passed her a science fiction book to peruse while he played games with her partner, completely oblivious to her excitement. He was perfect. Recently single and in need of a pick-me-up, laid-back, and pretty damn cute. Especially when he bent ov...

Heavenly Sword: Nariko's Secret Mission

by AsianThunder on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was dawn. Narkio hiked away from her camp. She was on a secret mission given by her father. She already knew he didn't believe she was the one destined to weld the Heavenly Sword. She still wanted to do what she could to help her tribe so she agreed to help her father again. That's why she was on a mission to find a hidden map that can locate the chosen o...

Jamieson

by Lotusgirl on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

Amber was nervous when her mate knocked on the door and led her into the suite. "I hope you wore your good underwear," Aaron joked quietly as he shut the door behind them, though even he wasn't quite sure whether he was serious or not. His friend Jamieson Cutter was in town for three months, an old university mate who was now apparently a business man- and b...

Brown Honey

by Softly on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

It was just my luck to be caught in a damn blizzard on my way home from my job as a nurse at Detroit General Hospital. I was just outside Madison Heights, on interstate 75, and a just talking up a tizzy to myself. “Damn, girl, your black bod is way out of its tree for you to be driving in this stuff.” I could hardly see the cars ahead of me. “Momma,” I scre...

A Lesson in Decorum Ch. 01

by MichelleRubidoux on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Calvin could smell the woman even before he entered the room. She was nervous. It wasn't completely unexpected, but the fear was leaking from her. She had to be new. He hated those. It was hard enough for an experienced human to handle him. A first-timer wasn't nearly stretched enough. She would tear, scream, but demand he keep going. He didn't want that. He...

The Man: My Gift

by MachiavelliGirl on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Slowly I awake. I open my eyes and can’t see a thing. The blindfold again. I should have expected it. He knows I sleep as deep as night and He never fails to use it to His advantage. I try to move my arms, my legs. They are tied down as well. I can feel my legs hanging at an angle. I must be bent over the sawhorses again. It has been awhile since we have u...

Safe Havens

by Snork Maiden on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Daraquen was crouched on her hands and knees on the wooden floor of her father's kitchen. Her tiny hand held a glass bowl into which she peered with intense curiosity. Inside the transparent prison, a spider that had been unfortunate enough to have attracted the girls attention earlier as she played around the wash stand, scurried frantically from one side o...

An Open But Not Quite Shut Case

by trevorm on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

It was always the same. Friday lunchtime in the pub, just prior to putting the final touches to my weekly column and handing in my 'copy' to our beleaguered editor, Tom Bowler; I would hold court to my now regular gathering - a group of university students who knocked off early for the weekend on Fridays. They sat all around me at the big old wooden table in...