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It's an Ill Wind

by demure101 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

(Many thanks to Dawnj, whose editing made this story into a real one! All typos etc. are mine. If you only want the bedroom bits, please turn to page 5.) * August may be a wicked month, but there's no month as unpredictable as November, nor as unpleasant at times; and that day the weather had steadily deteriorated. When she tried to open the back door she...

Vegas

by asiraphale on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The heat hit him like a furnace blast as he walked out the automatic sliding doors of the airport. Looking around his eyes fell upon the shuttle bus that would take him to the car rental place. Thirty minutes later he stood in front of the door to his hotel room and he swiped his key card and stepped inside as it opened. 'Not bad,' he thought to himself whil...

The Team

by spaldan on Sep 25, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 1: The Awkward Introduction I had been to the seaside resort town twice before, but both times in the summer. When I checked into the hotel on that day in late March, the whole place seemed cold and dreary. I was wearing a winter coat, a freezing drizzle was falling, and the whole town seemed empty and sleepy. A cold wind blustered through the mostl...

Day at The Gym: Suzie

by Jappio on Aug 30, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"I've got my membership card... wait... where is it...?" Suzie mumbled as she started to search her bag. She saw her wallet, car keys, and everything but the card she needed! Suzie wondered if perhaps it fell out when she was packing. The brunette at the counter asked, "Can't find it?" "Just one of those days," Suzie complained with a nervous giggle. Suzie...

The Whittler

by Roper_Morra on Jul 3, 2018
Non-Erotic

Steam rose in soft tendrils from the rim of Henry's cup flooding his nose as he sipped the dark coffee. He smiled at the welcome bitterness of the drink and turned his attention back to the day's issue of The Hollow Howler. The paper made no mention of the investigation taking place in the woods a mere mile from where he sat in his chilly kitchen on Starry R...

Gypsy Candles

by Wyld_Karde on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Horror

Huffing and puffing small clouds of steam out into the cold Chicago air, Melvin Jacobs waddled the distance between his job as a security guard at Loyola University and the train station where he would board a train for home. It would be a short ride. Melvin only lived five blocks from the school. Four if he walked home from his post in the parking garage r...

B.M.O.C. - Big Man on Campus Pt. 03

by youngwriter42 on Jan 12, 2018
First Time

Matt turned off the shower knob, standing in the steam in silence, dripping. He pulled the palm tree-covered shower curtain to the side, grabbing the same fluffy pink towel that Stephanie had used on him earlier. He patted himself dry in a stupor. First Katie, then Stephanie. He was beginning to understand why he had heard people say "there's a time and pla...

Car Trouble

by Reshbod on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

*This is a work of fiction. The characters presented in this are entirely made up and not based on anyone living, dead or from a galaxy far far away. Any similarities to actual people or situations is a damn shame. **Thanks to the folks like Kumani, who assisted in editing this story. * Cheryl eyed the hood of the car where the steam was billowing up in f...

Major Arcana: Sex, Love, and Tarot

by RoughRider007 on Jun 5, 2018
Erotic Couplings

© Fionna Guillaume 2016 *** Prologue: The Cards Rosemary sat in the back room of Triple Goddess Herb Shop, drinking a huge mug of chamomile tea and feeling sorry for herself. She'd just been dumped. Again. This time the sad, nascent relationship had made it all of three months before disintegrating beneath the barest discussion of a long-term future. Jaso...

Fair Trade

by Michele Nylons on Apr 22, 2025

David Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger. "You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'D...