Skp Poland Stories

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Spies and Lovers Ch. 01

by ALandRF on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

It was 1939. Europe was a mess. Helena Marianka was seriously pissed off about America's failure to get involved in stopping that asshole's quest for world domination. She had, in fact, gotten in trouble with the university's administration for mouthing off in class about it. Some idiot student had told a concerned parent, doubtless. Hysterical woman, some s...

Seduced by a Sexy Black Girl

by MyNameMadeYouSmile on Nov 26, 2019
Interracial Love

A short and fictional interracial story, hope you enjoy :) *** She was beautiful, and by beautiful I mean gorgeous. A girl like no other. Her skin was reminding me of a hot chocolate. She was darker than anyone else around these parts. Actually, she was the only black girl in the whole neighbourhood. And that's because we're in Poland. There were plenty of...

It's Just a Business Transaction Ch. 10

by Mythrana on Sep 26, 2017
Romance

Alex looked at the pictures on his huge desk. Nothing really special about it. Just two good friends catching up with one another. However there were a few pictures that caught his attention though. There was one showing Aida throwing up all over the walkway near an entrance of a small building and another one showing her throwing up while at the park. And a...

The Way of War Pt. 18

by RobinLane on Apr 9, 2019
Novels and Novellas

************ Shaun held on tightly to the grab handles of the Jeep as it lurched and bumped its way along the passage the Jeep was taking. It's progress lit by the hooded lights of its headlights. He didn't speak to Sol, knowing he had to concentrate on his driving. As dawn broke over the crags, Sol pulled over to an overhanging cliff face, and they began...

Like A Rose

by DarthGator on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

ENGINE IDLE-Karl Christian von Kluge was a happy man. He was a blond, blue-eyed handsome youth of twenty whose features embodied his beloved Fuhrer's Aryan ideals. A former Hitler "Jugend" member, he was now a zealous party man and an ambitious "Leutnant" in Hermann Goering's Luftwaffe. He was proud to have been decorated personally by the Field Marshall aft...

Samora the monster hunter

by habilon on Jan 7, 2012
Fantasy

A folder lies on a table under a lamp, the entire room is pitch black safe this table. Someone sits down and a large red coloured hand reaches into the light opening the folder. Inside of the folder is a single file on a Girl called Samora. Name: Samora Gender: female Age: 23 Place of Birth: N/A Nationality: N/A Hair Color: jet black Eye Color: emerald gree...

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Sugar Cube Ch. 04

by JimBob44 on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years old. This is just a flash story; not to be taken too seriously. ***** Murphy Margot walked from Northside High School toward the rental home he and his mother and step-father were living in. The late spring air was thick with pollen and he was miserable. Yes,...

Sugar Cube Ch. 03

by JimBob44 on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. This is just a flash story. Not to be taken too seriously. ***** Margot Murphy walked the nine blocks from Northside High School, to the small home she and her mother and step-father were renting. The eighteen year old felt the springtime pollen attacki...

Corporate Sexual Shenanigans

by Softly on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

We live in Cary, North Carolina, just outside of Raleigh. I had been married to Wally Burton for thirteen years. Wally is the nicest man who ever walked the earth. I just love him to death. Wally was the captain for Tidewater Industries, flying their Beechjet 400. As for me, I worked as the personal director for the Old Southern Bank. We were both born and r...

More Annals of the Friday Flower

by pandsal on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Although Jo took Ann to the same area several more times following their encounter with the voyeur, the man never reappeared. At least, not physically. But he remained vivid in Ann's imagination. At home, Roger's attentions continued to be spasmodic and unsatisfying, and while meetings of the Friday Flower Club, supplemented by private sessions with Jo, deli...