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Caramel & Honey

by Dr S Crow on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Ricky sat at his little, Parisian-style table on his first floor terrace sipping at a cool beer and ostensibly reading Time magazine. It was one of the first really warm days of the beginning of summer. He'd be fifty soon and was wondering what sort of present he could afford to give himself. Looking down at the two teenage girls, sunbathing on the communal...

Sweet Memory

by cowboy109 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

George opened the door to his home, a quaint house set back behind a lawn among the bigger multi-dwelling houses around. The console table with the silver plate for the keys and photo of the couple in an intimate embrace was as untouched as the rest of the house. A gentle breeze came from the open kitchen window. The kitchen was empty. At the center was a bi...

Jim & Judy

by TorMentor68 on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

The names used in this story are not real. Any similar names to real persons are purely coincidental. ***** I got an email from her husband, Jim. He'd seen an online profile I'd written over a year ago, and had all but forgotten about. It had explained my nicely furnished dungeon and my ability to perform fantasies for women and select couples. When I'd b...

The Mirror of Dorian Grey

by Gethelred on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

The antique store owner surveyed today's damage; several grandfather clocks, most of which he could plug for as much as he wanted; (they weren't quite antique, having been made by inferior artisans, but no-one would notice the difference) a rare Jacobean style table, made by one of the original carpenters, complete with provenance; and a large mirror. It was...

Standing O

by The5th on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Our car stopped double parked in front of the popular beer garden so we exited quickly and found the sidewalk. I couldn't help smiling as I looked at my date straightening the pleats of her summer dress, her cinnamon locks flowing in the light breeze softly framing her beautiful face. When she looked up to me for approval with those hypnotic amber/green eyes...

The Devil Comes Out at Night Pt. 02

by riverboy on Nov 25, 2017
Group Sex

It happened right after Sunday Service. Bob Smythe, he with what must certainly be the largest penis in the congregation, stood next to me at the coffee and donuts table. The room was full of parishioners dressed in their Sunday best. He filled a styrofoam cup with hot coffee and said something that surprised me. "I heard a rumor that a band we like is thin...

Delicious Moment

by ChelMcDonald on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

My friends T and F built a two story playhouse outside of the tiny North Carolina town of O. Nothing fancy, but it has a bar, pool table, dance floor, dj booth, private rooms, and second-story screened porch overlooking a pool and Jacuzzi. T&F throw parties there twice a month. Private parties. Invitation-only parties. Anything-goes parties. Anywhere from 50...

Jenni Cam: The Parents Find Out

by ErnstBlofeld on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The Ringley's Discover what Jenni Does for a Living - or - (Daddy's Little Girl) A Satire In One Act Fade up to: A typical "white bread" suburb in the "wilds" of upper middle class any town Pennsylvania. Pan to: A somber tree lined street with identical looking Cape Cods, and Tudor style houses in a cliche of alleged respectability, four car garages, an...

Milk

by lunellarium on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Elise walked to the subway station with a proud gate. Today had been a good day at work. Her dress was plain, with simple flats, and a frumpy dress. Still, she thrust out her large, heavy breasts proudly as walked amongst the many business people eager to get home to their families. She couldn't help but smile to herself. Today had been a very productive day...

Upon a New Dawn

by Jacqueline1951 on Sep 11, 2017
Mature

As is the case with all of my stories, this is a work of fiction. I base my writing on a what if scenario, then fantasise through allowing my mind to wander and imagine the events described. Whilst the memories are fresh in my head, I write them down as vividly as possible. I hope you enjoy my efforts. * The second glass of wine slipped down more easily th...