Tecate Pal Norte 2025 Cartelera Stories

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Losing It

by Storiest on Sep 16, 2017
First Time

Always wanted her. Never could. Fucked it up with my mouth every time. The words never come out right, but the love is definitely there. Right there. Always. We are always touching, always cuddling, always laughing together, always joking and flirting and not quite talking about our own sexual tension. We are always doing these things. Except when she's with...

Stella Meets the Vicar Ch. 01

by FitJim on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was sorting through the usual parish post-bag one summer morning when I spotted the note. It was not in an envelope and did not bear a stamp. It was hand-written, in a flowery calligraphy. It took me aback and I had to read it twice, three times, to absorb what the words said. Here they are... "Dear Vicar, I dream of your mouth. I dream of your mouth pr...

Simms world 2025

by latexdoll on Jun 24, 2007
Science Fiction

Welcome to Simms 2025 virtual xxx meeting place. Here you can craft your own persona and interact with other Simms of other creators. Simply plug your personal data port into the simm interface and your mind will be channeled into the world of Simms 2025. However be advised that this is only a beta test model so you are advised to back up your personality...

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International Incident Ch. 07

by brethard on Jun 26, 2019
Interracial Love

July 18, 2025 "We interrupt this broadcast for a Special Report from ABS News." The loud trumpet sound associated with the alert was disturbing, but perhaps not as disturbing as the report that followed. "Good evening. I'm John Harrington of ABS News. The White House is denying the authenticity of a surveillance tape that has been sent to the New York Tim...

International Incident Ch. 06

by brethard on Jun 26, 2019
Interracial Love

April 29, 2025 President Mark Robinson sat ashen-faced in the Oval Office; he looked like Al Pacino in his mansion towards the end of "Scarface," only there was no pile of cocaine on his desk. It was the first 100 days of the Robinson presidency, and things seemed to be careening out of control. His March 23 nationally televised address calling for a $7 tr...

Mind Controlled Daydreams and Nightmares

by menoetes on Apr 22, 2025

FOREWORD Hello Dearest Reader. Menoetes here. You may be groaning at the appearance of yet another new story from me but fear not, Bravest Reader, for this is not a long-form tale. It is not here to distract from my many other in-progress writing projects. This is just somewhere I can drop those short, steamy, mind-control story ideas that get stuck in my he...

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Let the Games Begin

by ThisIsNoOne on Apr 29, 2025

There are plenty of NSFW choose your own adventure (CYOA) and roll your own adventure (RYOA) games floating around the internet. Many of these games are perfectly suited to be turned into stories. So I figured why not create a story to house stories that sprout from CYOAs and RYOAs. Since these games are the work of others, please follow these formatting gui...

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Winning a House (and its contents)

by tinkerobi2 on Apr 29, 2025

Our lucky raffle winner had yet to step inside the magnificent house that they had won, but the anticipation and excitement were building within them. As they stood outside the grand entrance, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder. The house had a presence about it, as if it held secrets and stories waiting to be uncovered. With a deep breath...

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International Incident Ch. 09

by brethard on Jul 9, 2019
Interracial Love

February 7, 2027 The New York Times Book Review Sophie Nakamura, Chief Critic MY JOURNEY By President Mark Robinson 560 pp. Random House. $39.99. Did Elle Macpherson destroy a presidency? That's the impression one can't help taking away from former President Mark Robinson's new memoir, "My Journey," released a little over a year after Marty Fox's "Fu...

Adventure Down South

by lukeadams on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

MARCH 2010 Comanche smoke signals of dust rise from an uneven dirt road, a half mile away. Beth's bouncing pickup emerges from the cloud, an arrow aimed at Jim Ed's southwest pasture barn. Beth and Jen stagger from the barn, loaded with gear. Jim Ed Andrews, III leans against his white crew cab pickup. He grins at the pony-tailed brunettes, who are irritat...