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OZone 05 : Steel Wool

by SZENSEI on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Garrison Dhorne woke up to the scent of eggs and bacon. A new day would begin after a hearty breakfast. It had been awhile since he had had a home cooked meal. Even the aroma of freshly squeezed orange juice tempted his fight to sleep another hour. He heard the door to his room open as he gently fluttered his eyelids. Ignoring the breakfast trays light jin...

Piano Man

by Scorpio44a on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

[There is no explicit sex in this story. My intention is to elicit an emotional response from the reader. Please let me know with votes and comments how well I succeeded.] * When Josh's Mom decided her boy needed to learn to play the piano he was seven. She found and bought a used upright, installing it in the family living room. Over three months she str...

A Cure for Moonlight Ch. 03

by EdenVanEver on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Stella awoke to searing pain in her foot, her head throbbed like her heart had been forced into her skull and her mouth was dry and filmy. The haze of sleep lifted with the surge of adrenaline as she darted up to pull the heavy curtains to. Her foot was blistered and angry red. It burned and itched and seeped clear fluid. She limped to the phone and called t...

A Night at Delta Chi Ch. 02

by AUBandGuy on Aug 18, 2017
First Time

‘What have I done to deserve this?’ Thoughts of that nature had been crossing my mind ever since this angle, this goddess, has given herself to me. ‘I wonder what that smile’s for…if I caused that..’ She had had that smile on ever since she drifted on to dreamland soon after having sex, her snuggled into my chest, with me still resting inside of her, and me...

Magic Hands

by Frozenhero on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Sloan hurried through the hallway, pressed for time, hating the fact that her 3rd and 4th periods were on opposite ends of the school. With only three minutes between classes she barely had enough time to stop at her locker. With two tardies already this year, she couldn't afford to be late again. Three tardies meant detention after school, which would cause...

The First Ninety Days Ch. 15

by CWatson on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Day 80 The apartment was silent when Caitlyn let herself in. This was to be expected; it was lunch time, and Jon preferred not to waste gas coming home during his break. Caitlyn had herself just gotten out of class. She had walked the familiar paths feeling like an intruder; it had been an effort to keep herself from skulking. From shuttered windows she fe...

Lucy's Walk

by Case21 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Lucy sits in her white linen dress trying not to squirm. She's almost ready to go out. Her buff-coloured high-heeled boots are being laced up her slender calves by her Mistress' maid, Nanette. Lucy has lifted her skirt for Mistress' pleasure, and she trembles to imagine the sight she must present: the split-crotch leather thong between her leg holding a trai...

Young Again Ch. 05

by KarennaC on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Jerome came home from work to find Brenna cleaning the stove. "Aren't you supposed to be resting?" he asked. "It's been two weeks since I was in the hospital," Brenna said. "I'm going stir crazy here. My doctor's appointment is tomorrow; I know they'll tell me I don't have to rest as much. I'm feeling fine." "I'm glad to hear that, but are you sure you sho...

Washing Dishes

by MungoParkIII on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Washing dishes is my favorite, it's the time when I can really prove myself to her, a time when my panties come off and I work under her intense gaze. I'll still be in my short skirt with the apron that I wore while cooking dinner, but when she has finished eating and then has let me eat mine she will tell me when it is time for dishes. That's when I remove...

Tami Beethoven

by donnylaja on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Part 1 "Here's some burnt connective tissue," she said, wiping a small grease splatter off her nipple and forking three strips of bacon onto Rod's plate. Before turning back to the stove she snapped off a piece for herself. Burnt connective tissue tasted so good sometimes, especially on a late winter morning like this. Her comment was playing to her vegeta...