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No Future Ch. 83

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

LXXXIIIHome is Where the Heart isIris2060 It would never have been Iris' ideal choice of career, but there weren't many choices still available to her. Though there'd been an evident expansion in employment opportunities as the White Death receded, this brief boom vanished at almost the same rate as the last bodies were being incinerating. The jobs that app...

Domestic Disturbance

by leapyearguy on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

"I'm not going to say it again, I won't marry you, I don't want to talk about it any more." "I thought you loved me." "You know I love you, Christ almighty, I tell you every time I see you." "Then why can't we get married?" "FUCK! Donna we've been over this a thousand times, you know why." I said as I got out of the bed that Donna and I had just made lov...

Prostitution Stings

by WaltForest on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

In my area—and I suspect in yours—the local news regularly runs stories of prostitution "stings." In case you are not familiar with them, they work like this: female police officers pose as prostitutes. They may walk a street "known" for prostitution (which in my city means you may find, at most, a dozen down-and-out, drug-addicted women on a busy night, plu...

A Light in the Darkness

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Everyday, I go to my college campus to do some work. My name is Stevenson and I am twenty one years old. Right now, my life is crappy but I'm hoping that someday it's going to get better. I live in a house full of relatives who hate my guts. From my psychotic aunt and her witch daughter to her passive-aggressive husband and their clueless son. They're all a...

Fifty Words? How To

by oggbashan on Sep 1, 2017
How To

* * * * * Copyright oggbashan January 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This essay includes works of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * 1. Basics. It seems so simple....

Cuckold Sucks Cock!

by depositdutchess on Nov 27, 2017
Fetish

Cuckolds are meant to serve couples. Knowing a woman should be pleased by a real man is the sexiest truth you've faced and accepted. The funniest part is that you are grateful for being used by us. By me. While I get serviced and pleased by a real man. You'll never get to fuck me. Instead you will get to fund dates, purchase used condoms, and be of domestic...

Cold Steele - and Mrs. Robinson Ch. 01

by woodmanone on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

I've been away for a while. Real life and other projects have kept me busy. Things have stabilized a little and I hope to get back to writing shorter stories. This is a return visit to one of my characters that I like very much. It is a standalone story but I would suggest that you read the other two installments of "Cold Steele". Those stories will give y...

Erin Ch. 04: Domestic Discipline

by Graves94 on Sep 24, 2019
BDSM

Erin Ch. 04: Domestic Discipline By Graves94 {Note: This is the fourth in a multi-part story series involving a woman who provides leadership and discipline for her husband. Each installment can stand alone, but to start at the beginning, go to: Erin-1 - Female led Relationship. JQGraves} ******** "My hubby is a very sweet man," Erin said. "He recogn...

A Maid's Tail Ch. 01: The Job Offer

by T_Silverwolf on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Domestic Assistant Wanted "Domestic Assistant wanted to help care for six bedroom estate on lower west end. We are a career minded couple with a teenager that visits periodically, responsibilities would include cleaning, cooking, occasionally cleaning our cars (not strictly necessary, but would be a bonus). The occasional massage might also be requested. A...

The Real Truth

by ptstewart on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Annie Stepford-Jones appeared and disappeared unnoticed. Her presence in the world was very small. Her skin was so pale it seemed even sunshine failed to notice her. She spoke always as if she was trying out the words, practicing what to say rather than really saying anything. If other women noticed her at all they commented on the dreary colors she wore and...