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College Fun: Alexis

by Arraiga on Sep 2, 2017
First Time

It was the Wednesday before college started, and I had finally managed to get myself over to the Decatur Square for the "meeting" Alexis had set up for a couple old high school classmates before we started our sophomore year. The small group was standing in front of the Starbucks, looking awkwardly at an uninvited guest. He was making a rather pathetic attem...

The Hunter Becomes the Hunted

by BonerAppetit on Jul 3, 2018
Loving Wives

For two years I had been dating Jake [when we finally met up again after randomly running into one another at a filthy hole in the wall bar where he apparently worked] and even though we were only dating, he was exclusive and I had pretty much hung up my hunting, fishing, trapping hobbies for fresh meat over a year ago. Our sex life was fantastic but lately...

Korean Slut in the Club

by amslvr on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

It was a warm summer evening in Seoul, and Yami was just arriving from her hometown further to the south. She was excitedly thinking about the evening, she hadn't been to a club in more than a year. She couldn't help but think about her boyfriend, fleetingly. After all, she had met him at a club in the Philippines a few years earlier. It was with her frien...

Sweaty Shoe Fun at the Gym

by cowboy109 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

The bottle hit the floor. The thick brown glass bottom gave an especially dark and heavy thud. I love that sound. It's the sound of familiarity, of being home, of not being shot at. The empty bottle spun in a circle as if to taunt me to play a game of truth or dare with myself. The TV had suddenly switched from late night re-runs of Columbo to a morning talk...

The Candidate

by MendonFishers on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I awoke in darkness. For that brief moment, not know sure where I was. Rolling on my side I felt for my wife, her side of the bed was empty. At first I thought she had gotten up to use the bathroom in these early hours of the morning, but then I remembered. Her side had been vacant for the last 6 years and I was alone. Struggling toward consciousness, I rea...

Live from the Game Ch. 01

by jezzaz on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

Another standalone story here. It was just something I felt compelled to write. I don't usually do BTB stories, but the whole premise came to me in one go and once that happens, well, you have to get it down, right? This is a standalone story, and not one that fits into the Ingrams universe. Thank you JonB1969 for editing this, even if he is a year younger...

A Tale of Two Sisters Ch. 02

by carvohi on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

This is the second portion of a four part story. All prior comments still apply. Please comment and vote on each part or not; it's your decision. A Tale of Two Sisters: Part Two by carvohi How do I get at Marty? What to do? What to do? OK I thought it through. We used to play cards. We used to have card parties. We could have a card party, but we’d o...

Watercolors Ch. 01

by johngalt47 on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Thanks to my editors MistressPenelope and sexymommakat. As always any remaining errors are mine. **** It was the day after they had celebrated their thirty-second wedding anniversary that he first yelled at her. It was the July 1, 1995. The children had left taking the grandkids with them. She had been tired and had asked him to help her clean up. "I WORK...

Money, Everything is about Money Ch. 02

by SusanJillParker on Sep 26, 2017
Reviews & Essays

What if we did this or what if we did that? What would happen then? I can just see and hear these old, Caucasian, billionaire men talking over lunch, over dinner, over drinks, in their homes, on vacation, on the golf course, on a plane, in their cars, and at the office about us, the middle class. What makes us, ordinary people, blue collar and white collar...

Kelly Cass and I Become Friends

by dispatcher59 on Sep 25, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was a warm Saturday almost 25 years ago when I was waiting to buy a ticket at the automated machine on the Mineola station platform that it seemed the college girl in front of me was having trouble getting it to do what she needed. I offered my help, and she soon had her ticket to New York. I got mine and we chatted while waiting for the train to arrive f...