Tickling Stories

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Finally Happens

by cosmic_kitten on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Every time I saw him I got those familiar stirrings. But I didn't think he thought anything about the flirting and hugging and stolen glances, so nothing was every done about it. I played pool every week with some friends and he was always there. Every week was the same thing, we would play fight, tickle and poke at each other. I would watch him play, just...

New Horizons Ch. 3

by Bob Peale on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Author's Note: STOP!!! If you've read most of my stories before, you should probably be warned that THIS ONE IS DIFFERENT. This story has a bisexual story line. If male/male activities are not your thing, you probably won't like this one. Oh well; I'll catch you next time. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permiss...

And Tell Us about Love

by ColetteJulie on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

I pulled the U-Haul truck to the sidewalk, looked over at the house and sighed. It was time to get out of this place. It was long overdue. I got out and smelled the ozone in the air after the rain had fallen. I loved the smell of ozone. I opened the front door and shouted at Jagger. "You all done?" I shouted up at him. "Yes, just about Mom." He would be tw...

The Undertaker...

by RedVixen on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was the Undertaker!!! She stood frozen in place behind the security wall. No picture or tv appearance could make justice on how powerful this man was. She watched him fight, win, walk away with no remorse. Her body shook from the impact of the dominance of the man. The lights came on and the show ended and Mya felt sadness. That her desire was unfulfilled...

Making Your Day Better

by Jessika_Thorne on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Aww, I'm so sorry you're having a bad day, Sugar! Here, sit down, take a break. Do you want a drink? Here, take the comfortable chair. No, no; let me get your shoes. Here. I'll take them off. There. Is that better, with me rubbing your feet? I'm smiling up at you, and I can see that you're still a little grumpy. Must have been an extra-rough day. I smirk u...

Heeding the Call

by Enshrouded Cutie on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Valari clicked off the computer monitor, her hand shaking as the button depressed. Her courage faded with the image on the screen. One thought ran through her mind-I shouldn't have done that. Shouldn't have given him my number. As she bit her bottom lip the subtle flavor of her cherry lip gloss filled her mouth. She pushed back the desk chair and took a sip...

Sara and Charley's Journey Ch. 03

by Steve1613 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

It was a week before they had a chance to play again. The intervening days had been long for both of them. She had had to get a proposal out and had worked 12 hour days all week long. He had been tied up in the evenings working on fixing up a home office for both of them. But now it was Saturday. They had both slept very well and woken up late. Actually, he...

Better To Eat You With Ch. 02

by KMudTibbs on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

I buried my face into my pillow and groaned. I was awake for the hundredth time tonight. This time it had been my 'therapeutic' candles that had woken me up. It was my fault I suppose. I should have known better than to have bought smells made of chemicals. The scent that was supposed to be jasmine and baby's breath smelled like field grass and musk. Not t...

Traveling New Bi-Ways... Ch. 06

by T@nman on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Traveling New Bi-Ways With Friends Ch. 06 When I awakened, I was still lying between D and Anne. I pushed myself up into a sitting position. I had half a hard-on. D was sleeping on her stomach. Anne was on her back and Ken was on his side, with his back to Anne. All of us were uncovered. Ken and Anne were asleep the minute they hit the bed. D and I also fel...

Dear Dirty Diary Ch. 03

by Adorable Laura on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Dear Dirty Diary, Brassy trumpets, thumping drums and crashing cymbals increasingly trespassed into the soundtrack of my most lushly sensual daydream. The brassy confusion of marching bands obliterated the wind's delicate whispering through tall pine trees as well as the plaintive cries of loons. My shimmering vision of sparkling blue waters surrounding our...