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Oil Can

by TheeGoatPig on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

They had been sitting in the living room watching TV when they started playing around with each other. She had opened up his fly, pulled his member out of his jeans, and started stroking him while speaking dirty little nothings into his ear. She got him as close to orgasm as she could without pushing him over the edge before jumping off the couch and running...

A Farmer Wife's Christmas

by Jenny _S on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

During the long walk in the dim light of dawn through the snow to the woodshed, Ann picked up the old, double bite ax. She felt the long used smoothness of the wooden handle and it brought back memories of many such trips in the early morning cold to the woodshed to split kindling and gather fire wood for the large, old wood stove. This was a morning ritual...

War Torn Ch. 05

by mjblythe on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The walk to the farm was not as difficult as I had feared. The road was dusty and pitted with wagon tracks, but the fields and orchards that lay on either side of it were at the height of the growing season and breathtakingly beautiful. Erich strode confidently beside me, all the while describing his memories of the little house that would soon be our home....

Away

by damnedhorse on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

You stare up the steep muddy path with trepidation turning to dread. You can see the hut...tent...cage? high up the side of the valley. It is cold, drizzling rain and you might as well be naked. You got into the car fully clothed, but I have been stopping now and again--have been taking your clothes away from you for the last 2 hours. Now, as we stand in t...

Bunkhouse Bang

by Axeltheswede on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

They said it was the worst spring snowstorm to hit the Texas panhandle in twenty years. I didn’t know about that. All I knew, one minute I was driving, and the next minute I was off the road, into the ditch. If that pickup truck hadn’t stopped, well, it would have been one long cold night. It would have been even colder, having my pissed off wife, Jenny, sit...

Custard

by zack918 on Aug 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Julian opened his eyes, and rolled onto his stomach so he didn't have to block the sun with his arm. He rested his head on a mound of grass and listened to Kevin explain a story loudly to his girlfriend, Anna. Kevin was lounging awkwardly on her lap in a hammock in a large back yard. He tried not to watch them too much, kissing each other's necks and play-bi...

He Takes Ch. 03

by fairwind15 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

That first night she spent on the floor in fear of the unknown finally and thankfully came to an end as she was roused from the light sleep she had involuntarily fallen into by the nudging of his toe in her ribcage. "It's time for you to get up and be fed," he said quietly in a controlled tone as his toe came to rest yet again in her ribs and his knees cra...

Temptation Ch. 03

by Ada Stuart on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As the time was coming closer to 9, Amy was still drifting nervously around her apartment, looking for new tasks she could indulge herself in. Anything that would allow her to stop thinking about Nick's suggestion. If she dared? What sort of challenge was that? Meet him at 9 and let him strip down and show her his hardened cock and allow her to give him a b...

Winter Retreat

by shilo on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The highway was well plowed, nearly free of snow and ice as we made our way higher and higher into the mountains. Pines and spruce lined the sides of the road, bent over with the weight of their thick winter frosting. Everything looked so fresh with the new layer of snow which was falling in huge feather-like flakes. As we turned off onto the side road the e...

7:17pm

by Rocket on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I can't for the life of me understand what I'm doing here. Here, in case you are wondering, is outside a very small, ordinary?looking fishing hut amongst the mud flats three hours from home. It sounds a long way, but not so far I wouldn't turn around and head back right now, if I could. Just forget this bad idea and start the weekend tomorrow. But I can't,...