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Mrs. Siu Gets Taught Biology Pt. 01

by TrevallyJack on Mar 9, 2020
Interracial Love

He perked up and leaned back on a desk. His now rock-hard cock pointing straight at me. Did it get even bigger? I gulped. "Jesus that's big," I blurted out. I was standing but the head of the cock was already square between my breasts. "Come on Ms. Siu," Tim moaned in mock agony. "It hurts, it hurts!" Well, no turning back now. Two days earlier Eli...

The Legend of Madame Tay

by Subtext on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

He had heard the story from a few different sources. That there was a woman now residing in Chinatown who gave the most incredible massages in the world. She went by the name of Madame Tay, but that was all he knew. As the legend was told, more than one man had succumbed to heart failure while "under her hand" and quite a few more were driven insane. So this...

White Buddha: ESL, Melvin in China

by KIMCANCER3040 on Jul 2, 2019
Humor & Satire

White Buddha: Portrait of an ESL Teacher in China "Melvin..." "Where was he from?" "Portland, Oregon." "That's weird." "It's a weird place..." "But he hated Portland, like, really, really hated Portland, always shitted on its hipsters, and politically correct, passive aggressive people..." "He certainly was not passive aggressive." "Wasn't he...

Cobra Strike

by Subtext on Jul 15, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Herb didn't expect a knock on his door that day, especially at mid morning. He answered and there stood a woman in her late thirties. She had a somewhat hard look to her eyes with dark hair that she wore in a tight ponytail. "Hi, I'm Kora, your neighbor down the hall." she said in a throaty voice. "Oh, hello!" Herb replied, "Is there... something I can hel...

The Neon Geisha - Prologue

by The_Commander on Oct 5, 2020
Novels and Novellas

The powerful and handsome older man ordered the phone to disconnect and sat down cross legged in his hotel room in the heart of Neo-Tokyo. Breathing deeply, he slowly flexed his well-built body one muscle at a time, emptying his busy mind. The deal was complete. His secretary in Shanghai had just called to confirm his flight back home to United Korea in the...

Submission Pt. 01

by Itascan on Jun 5, 2018
Loving Wives

Before I married, I had become accustomed to unwinding from the stress of teaching high school English by having two or three stiff mixed drinks, like Canadian Club and ginger ale. I was feeling depressed, not realizing that alcohol, in such quantities, is a depressant. My doctor prescribed me an antidepressant and a sedative to help me sleep. Later, another...

How I Spent My Summer Vacation

by mabsls on Oct 14, 2017
Mature

I've been working on this story for months. It has become a labor of love. Being a middle-aged man, I like stories where an older man and younger woman fall in love, and that's what this story is about. But I will also admit, I'm also a sucker for romance, and that's where this story could also be. Finally, there is love making in this story, but I think it...

Lessons Learned

by FeistyLilKitten on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

The phone rings and I sleepily reach over to answer it. Who would be calling me at this hour? I looked at the clock. It read Five AM. I pick up the receiver and answer with a half asleep tone in my voice. "Hello?" "Slave I want you prepared for my return. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Master." I reply. Now fully awake. "Good." He says and hangs up. I...

Marinah Two

by Alla on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Half an hour later, Marinah cruised back to her penthouse. She had told the pig driver to drop her at the gate and walked the short length of the covered path, past the security to the elevator. The guard looked up at her and then at the wall clock. "Miss Marinah, there are five calls for you. Would you like to receive them or .........." "Thank you, Hash...

The Spy Who Fucked Me Up The Ass

by Spanner Browser on Aug 30, 2017
Humor & Satire

Beaver Jones was walking slowly towards the bank of the river Minge. She was a tall blonde assassin. With red lipstick, a fur coat, and a killer smile to die for. The people saw her as public enemy number 1. Her juices flowed from the de-industrialisation penis, swollen with the heady gains of a capitalist sweat-gland. It was a powerful symbol of the Soviet...