Tangled Latern Stories

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Beeba!

by stevehaywood on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The wind knocked Paul over before he could pull the sail down. Jeff grabbed Paul's arm with his long slender fingers and pulled him toward him into the cabin below. "Forget it, Paul," Jeff said, as he carefully led Paul down the steps which were awash with the steady pounding rains, "it's not worth it now." Jeff sat Paul down next to Steve who was awakenin...

Buffy & The Corrupter Ch. 06

by MindFiend on Sep 19, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

NOTE; This story takes place in an alternate Buffyverse, a few years into the future. Faith has remained with the good guys and is Buffy's secret girlfriend. Dawn is now at college and Willow and Tara are still together. Spike is still evil and some of Buffy's past adversaries are not as dead as she thought. This final chapter in The Corrupter series is ded...

Means of Reproduction

by conspirator on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Diane Spencer worked a normal job in the city of Chicago, Illinois. Just out of college, this normal job to which she normally walked was the best she could do. Regardless, she found it to be far more cost-effective for her to walk instead of own a car, plus the fact that she was able to stroll through a beautiful park both coming from, and going to, work....

Slut Lessons Ch. 05

by AhMyGoddess on Sep 15, 2017
Group Sex

Stacy looked up at him. A tall black guy, standing next to the bed. Naked. Cock hard. He'd been watching Deek fuck her ass. Waiting for her pussy. Deek was off the bed, leaving. The guy was on the bed, mounting her. Spreading her legs. A short cock pushing up into her wet wet cunt. It was thick. So so thick. Stretching her pussy wide. She wrapped her legs a...

Tangled Sheets

by Midnight Angel on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Tangled sheets. They twist around her form, pulling tight the promises drifting in her mind, binding her to her bed in ways she never would have imagined and yet never would have divulged the desire. Black silk wraps around her ankle, yielding her slender tarsus from any movement. The succulent shine of silk gleams in the darkness, portraying the vista of...

Spiderman's Kinky Wet Dream

by Canius on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Spiderman is going from roof to roof. He had just received a call to land on the famous "SPR" rooftop. He knows who it was that contacted him. It was Viper Stud. Spiderman lands on the famous roof. He looks around and sees that he is all alone. Yet his spider sense is tingling like crazy. He thinks about that evil Viper and his infamous crimes. Viper is an...

The Sky is Painted Scarlet

by scruffynerfherder on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The sky is painted scarlet, with its tips painted an inky dark purple as you enter the room. Finding me curled up asleep in your bed, tangled in the moss green silk sheets, you slide up next to me trying hard to control your urges. The warmth from radiating from your body rouses me from my slumber, while your touch arouses my passions from their slumber. Not...

The Monster Under The Bed Ch. 03

by AzPilot on Sep 15, 2017
Humor & Satire

It seems that Hank, the closet monster, got mad because his story wasn't told, so here it is. You'd best read the first story and chapter 2 in order to truly understand, if possible, what was going on in my home. In my advancing senility, I sometimes lose track, too. In all my happy feelings about the future of the rest of my life, it seems that I had rat...

Captives of Alien Milkers Pt. 03

by RamonaE on Sep 11, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I went to the mattress and lay down. "I'm sorry, Captain, I'm just exhausted," I said. And I was-the experience with the milking machine had left me spent. My breasts, and especially my nipples, ached with what they'd endured. I couldn't imagine going through that every day, or maybe even multiple times a day. How often did the G'Oran milk their human captiv...

Puck, Lust, Love

by DarkHorseHari on Apr 22, 2025

The alarm shrieks through my ears. I slam my hand down on it, eyes still closed, hoping for five more minutes. Then it hits me, first day of senior year. "Fuck," I mutter, rolling onto my back and staring at the ceiling. The smell of my mom's cooking drifts up from downstairs. My stomach growls in response. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed...

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