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Sons and Mothers

by Insertitude on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

It was a sultry evening in early June, and Louise, although hot and feeling more than a little exhausted, pushed the pram up the gentle slope out of the village towards the pretty stone farmhouse where she lived. The air buzzed and throbbed with life. Musical birdsong was all around, constant and uplifting, and the air was heavy with the sweet smell of grass...

Jax and the Brown Eyed Girl

by JayCuck on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

Author's Note: The following story is complete fiction. I'm not related to, or affiliated with, any characters depicted in this story. I sincerely hope everyone enjoys reading it. A sincere and heartfelt 'Thank You' to LadyVer. She graciously edited this story, despite a busy and demanding professional schedule, and her edits, recommendations, and feedback...

Lifelong Learning in Perversion

by Learningfast on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

I'm sitting here on the edge of the bed, with this lady whose situation most would say was desperate; totally hopeless, helpless and subjugated. In fact, this lady is my wife Asha and she's had four orgasms already and I can see another building inside her, judging by her muted sounds and movements of her hips. So there must be degrees of desperate, hopeless...

Leaving the Gym Ch. 01

by monologic on Jun 8, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Melissa climbed into the cream colored SUV and tossed her bag on the passenger seat, and eased her wet ass and legs onto the hot leather seat. After shutting the door, her hands dropped numbly to her lap, and she exhaled...welcoming the privacy of her car after the surreal events of the past hour. What began earlier that afternoon as a titillating dare to he...

Lowest of the Low

by bracemaiden on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 1 – Moving in - Sunday, November 13th My name is Patricia Teresa McKlellan, but my friends call me "PT". I was going through a dark time in my life. I had gotten fired from yet another dead-end job a few months ago. My self-confidence and enthusiasm were buried in a grave in the deep recesses of my psyche. The one bright spot in my life was serving...

San Francisco

by Lilith760 on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

San Francisco December 1985 It has been a busy couple of months for me. I moved to San Francisco from Sacramento in October. I think moving and working in San Francisco will test my relationship with Tom to see if it survives the distance. Jack though, is another factor I should factor in. We've dined and danced in the sheets on several occasions in Nove...

A Perfect Life Ch. 04

by OneWhoAdores on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

For their initial outing, Meryn had chosen for them to go to a dinner club where a Beatles tribute band, whom she had been wanting to see, was going to play. On Meryn's insistence and Natasha's acquiescence, the women agreed that in this setting the men could refer to them by their first names without any honorifics. Surprisingly, Jeremy appeared more uncomf...

Deirdre's Downfall Ch. 01

by jay.palin on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

I’ve always had a thing about voices. It comes from my mother, who was a music teacher. As a child she instilled in me a love of fine vocal performances, especially from Broadway shows. Moreover, my appreciation of the human voice helped naïve little me make friends whom I thought were aesthetically sensitive, sophisticated, socially refined…”cultured,” if y...

Getting Lucky?

by Ebenezer1 on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

John entered the dark movie house with the sounds of a woman gasping on the screen. He could see she was kneeling before a huge cock and smiling. Then she leaned her head forward and began to suck on it. John froze momentarily. This is what he had come to see. Two days in the big city and one night to live the life of a swinging single. He would start with...

What a Long, Strange Trip It's Been

by kurrginatorX on Feb 11, 2019
Romance

This is a Valentine's Day Contest entry. To vote, please click the stars at the end of the story. Thank you. ********************** Sunday evening I emailed Mrs. Sherman, my English instructor, with the following message: Mrs. Sherman, I know I have no right to ask this, but I need an extra week for my project. I have had one terrible incident after the...