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Soldier's Paradise

by GusBus77 on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

(Disclaimer: This is pure fiction and a fantasy of mine. Not based on true events.) My name is Bill, 21, of Native American descent, just below 6 ft, athletic build and enlisted in the Marine Corps of the United States. I enlisted when I was 19 soon after graduating high school and was still deciding whether or not I wanted to pursue a college degree. I w...

God of War: Prologue

by Fana197trip on Apr 10, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"He who can prevail in chaos is regarded as a God. A god of war." War is a grim affair, I can tell you that. There is however, after some considerable time spent in the midst of all the gore and sweat and shit flying around, a point of numbness. A point when all the details fade away, and one strives to simply finish the task set before them as quickly as p...

Cabin Fever

by kspor on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

It was bitter cold. There was a fierce wind coming off the mountains and snow was already falling. Although I put little trust in the weatherman, I knew we were going to see some snow and possibly a lot of it. It always amazes me how soft falling snow can lull you into oblivion then leave you stranded and fighting for your life the next. But I promised you a...

ReFusion: Explosion Ch. 01-02

by BondDave on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It is a warm summer evening in Staten Island, a young man closing up a comic book shop for the night ponders going for a late night run to shake the doldrums of a slow Tuesday. As the door is locked, a streak of red and black flashes behind the man in the windows. He turns and looks around, seeing nothing. As if by premonition, he looks up. His eyes are gree...

Black Couple's Unique Unity

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

My name is Cynthia Wilson. And I'm the whitest black chick you've ever met. Tall, slender, brown-skinned and green-eyed. The daughter of a biracial businessman and an African-American supermodel. I was born into wealth and privilege, and I'm sorry to say that I was quite stuck-up because of that. Also, I was one of those privileged black women who looked dow...

Hunter and Hunted

by Samuelx on Dec 3, 2017
NonHuman

The summer of 1977 has been a torrid one for the City of Houston, Texas. It was the Houston Oilers seventeenth season as members of the National Football League, and they weren't doing too well. U.S. President Jimmy Carter, a progressive and decent soul, tried to steer America on the right track, trying to heal a racially divided nation. The South is still b...

Jenni Cam: The Parents Find Out

by ErnstBlofeld on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The Ringley's Discover what Jenni Does for a Living - or - (Daddy's Little Girl) A Satire In One Act Fade up to: A typical "white bread" suburb in the "wilds" of upper middle class any town Pennsylvania. Pan to: A somber tree lined street with identical looking Cape Cods, and Tudor style houses in a cliche of alleged respectability, four car garages, an...

Master of My Dreams

by MysweetDragon1969 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

It was the sensation of kisses at first, feather-light and electric, that penetrated the shroud of sleep that separated my conscious mind from waking reality. Lightning pulses of pleasure arced through the thin layer of my skin wherever a pair of velvety soft lips caressed, nipped, sucked. Each touch sent a key made from pleasure, seeking and unlocking doors...

I Should Have Never Let Her Go

by admirallotus on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

It all started on my 21st birthday... My friend Rachel had her birthday the day before mine, so we agreed to get together and plan an insane party with plenty of booze for the entire weekend. We decided to meet the afternoon before the party at a local restaurant, to have lunch and talk about what food and drinks we should get for the it. I had figured it w...

Hunting Dead Man's Hill

by Jenny_Jackson on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Hedge Johnson's boots crunched and slipped noisily through the snow covered stubble field. There was not an animal within five miles that had not heard him coming. But yet, he clutched the trusty 12 gauge shotgun to his chest ready in hopes that some wayward covey of quail, deaf pheasant or brain damaged chucker would suddenly spring up in front of his sight...