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Breaking in the Jacket

by worthsqueezing on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

On an impulse, he grabbed his leather jacket from the pile of discarded clothes and spread it on the floor. She happily raised her hips enough for him to slide it beneath her. Some improvisation was called for - he felt he owed her one anyway. It was her keys that got them into the building and into the back room, after all. Their plausible excuse didn't la...

Rachel and Me Pt. 19

by schmoe90 on Apr 13, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is carrying on from the last chapter, Pt 18. --- Anne came over to us, standing by the changing rooms in her store. "What would you like to do next?" she asked us. I just shrugged. "You could thank Adam for his help with your shoes," Anne said. "He still talks about you. But you're not wearing them," she said, looking at her sneakers. "I do, just...

Other World Ch. 03

by Shanaka on Jul 18, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My apologies to my followers of this series. Sorry it has taken me so long to continue on this story. I lost the original writings that I had for this series and I had to start over on the 3rd chapter. I've had a lot going on over the years and I think I am finally going to be able to be back in the saddle for a little bit. My main computer took a dive and I...

Terrorists are Stupid.

by RC_of_Doom on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Yes, the title is exaggerated, but you're reading, aren't you? I must say, though, for the most part, terrorists are not the brightest lights in the night sky. Think about it. I can plan a better terrorist attack than any of these bozos. For example....You want terror? Screw blowing up the World Trade Center—over fifty thousand people worked there, and...

The Old Fellah Needs Another Hand

by nylonpunkie on Sep 14, 2020
Mature

This is a sequel to 'The Old Fellah Needs a Hand'. I rang the doorbell but there was no answer, so I fished out from the pocket of my denim skirt the key I'd been given. The apartment was deadly quiet, I began to fear the worst. My neighbour was a very old man, after all. The phrase 'kicked the bucket' slid unwanted into my mind as I closed the front door....

Heather Rules Ch. 09

by mgablea on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

Alone in our hotel room after a sleepless night, I was trying to come to grips with the events of yesterday. Funny, what had been such a turn on yesterday when my reason was numbed by lust; had during the night turned into great concern for my Heather's safety. After all, what does a man expect when he pays over $5,000,000 for a woman? What will he do to her...

Absolute Devotion Ch. 12

by KaseyLegs on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

The cabin was much as Grandpa had described it, on a peaceful lake, surrounded by woods, and with Adirondack furniture on the porch. What he didn't describe very well was the interior, which contained two well-worn cots with stained sheets, a wobbly table with four rusty folding chairs around it, and a kitchen that included, amongst other things, an old man...

Emmeline's Desires Pt. 03

by KinkyMable on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Carson had offered me a place to stay before we headed back for his car. He lamented the crappy hotel and said it didn't have to be his bedroom I stayed in. I appreciated the offer, but thought that might smother our budding relationship. Besides, I would get paid in a week and, combined with my savings, finally be able to get my own place. "I wouldn't mind...

Lights, Camera, Romance 06

by StolenCandi on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

"Uh, hey." Jen said back. "Um, lets go upstairs Eddie," Ella grabbed him by the arm and pulled him towards the stairs. "No!" Jen protested weakly. "You two need to talk." Ella told her before heading upstairs, tugging Eddie after her, who sent a look to Daniel that Jenifer couldn't read. When they were gone, she felt herself have a mini panic attack. Dan...

August

by Implacable Icarus on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Implacable Icarus Copyright 2003 Not for children. It was one of those hot mid august days. A day when you sweat in the shower and the grit collects on the back of your neck the moment you leave your apartment. I was on 79th and Lex, just emerging from the subway when I saw her. Just to clarify, there are many beautiful women in New York. But she, well s...