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St. Clair Ch. 02.5: Succubus

by Todd172 on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

A couple plotlines I really liked but that aren't going to fit in "St. Clair CH 3: Angel" so I peeled them out. Normally it would go into Lesbian with the rest of Saint Clair, but TJ and Tammi's relationship just doesn't figure much here. Note that while this is a chapter of Saint Clair, it works as a standalone story. There is no graphic sex in this story l...

St. Patrick's Day

by ThatGuy88 on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Danny made his way out of the church he went to every Thursday night. He wasn't a religious man, far from it but that's where the local AA meetings were held, so every Thursday he made his way to Saint Agatha's. This particular Thursday he made his way out and saw the decorations being set up for town Saint Patrick's Day. It had always been a favorite holi...

St Paddy’s Night and the Aftermath

by kat4funn on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

St Paddy's day was on a Friday night this year. Since some of us girls didn't have dates, we decided to go out and celebrate. Me a thin, cute red head in my thirties, Geri a tall attractive blonde with big boobs around 29, Jenna a young petite Hispanic girl, and Erica a 21 year old cute blonde that just started at the men's club a few weeks ago. Since this w...

St Mary's Girls: Shona's First Time

by Celtic_Heart on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

Shona giggled as she and her friend, Kathleen cavorted in the lake, the early Autumn sun shining down warmly on their lithe, scantily clad bodies. From the side of the lake, the girls' antics were being cheered on by Kathleen's boyfriend, Bryan and her brother, Kieran. Shona dived under the water as Kathleen attempted to splash her. Kathleen's girlish laugh...

St Mary's Girls: Jane's First Time

by Celtic_Heart on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

Standing at the bus stop on a mild autumn evening, 18-year-old Jane felt a growing sense of excitement. If everything went to plan tonight, she'd have something to tell Shona about when her raven haired, Irish friend returned from school hockey trip to France. Ever since Shona had returned from spending the half-term holiday at home in Ireland, telling Jane...

St. Nicole's Christmas Miracle

by MrKitty on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

I was ten minutes away from ending it all the first time, after my wife and I divorced. I came home from work during lunch. I never did that—it's a half-hour each way. I forgot a CD that I promised a co-worker. On a whim, I took a long lunch and thought I'd drop by the house to pick it up. I didn't bother calling first. Why should I? I figured I'd just...

St. Valentine's Day Massacre Dance

by Mostodd07 on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Two of Johnny Rubies' thugs manhandled Pauline onto the stage. She stood bravely before the crowd of about one hundred partygoers and mobsters. Behind her the small orchestra finished playing "The Stripper" and started up with a more modern number than emphasized the sensuous drums and walking bass. Pauline scanned the crowd again, looking for her boss -- St...

St. Vicente Ch. 04

by KillerRomance on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Ok, I'm sorry this has taken a while. I don't deliver like my men do. This is a completely unedited, raw-to-the-bone draft but I wanted to leave you guys something to enjoy over the weekend. Let me know what you think! Much love xoxo * "Where do I go for a shower?" Tressa asked as she folded her bedroll and placed it in a corner. Adrian came up behind h...

St. Vicente Ch. 03

by KillerRomance on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

There you go! For your pleasure. Just a note: please do not leave a comment if it's going to be about the number of weeks it'll take for a typhoid shot to actually work. I did my research. I know. Other than that, knock yourselves out! (: Much love xx * She started when the door to the cabin opened, though she shouldn't have been surprised. She'd been e...

St. Vicente Ch. 02

by KillerRomance on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

She'd just exited the shower when she heard the code to her room being punched in. Her ears had become attuned to the sound over the past few days; she didn't like anyone sneaking up on her. As she unwrapped the towel from her damp hair, the door seemed to burst open, hitting the wall and bouncing back. Even though she'd expected someone to enter, the viole...