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Jack in Y-Fronts and his Landlady

by aaronburr on Jul 13, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

(In the 1950s it was Coopers Jockey Y Fronts that were the fashion statement in male underwear. Goggle, and explore what I mean. They were high waisted. They did not sit on the man's hips but rode higher than the navel. A big Y shaped opening on the front was their hallmark. Elastic kept the legs tight- until they got old and worn and the elastic became infi...

3: Scars Remain Ch. 05

by Spartan22 on Sep 18, 2017
Romance

This is the final submission for my "Diary" series. Thanks to all who read, voted, gave positive and/or constructive negative feedback, and of course to Random Librarian for his editing. -Spartan 22 X -- Healing Wounds, Invisible Scars "I can't believe how fast you can run with that thing," Luke huffed, pumping his arms in rhythm with his stride. He alway...

The Lost World Ch. 05

by TheTask on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

The Lost World Ch. 5 In a grand castle, built exclusively for the purpose of housing a delegation of demons from seven different worlds, there were eight of these demons hanging out in one of its numerous rooms. This room was a sort of armory/arena. The room's purpose was to allow the demons from each world to spar peacefully. To be honest, aside from the b...

Abducted

by DG Hear on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

A suspense story that is a little different. Very little sex if that's what you're looking for, so please don't read if you're going to be disappointed. A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for making my story a much better read. Chapter 1 I'm Terry Bell and this is my story. It's funny how lives can be changed so quickly. It all started the day I went on a fishi...

The Program Ch. 06

by ewebie on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Oh my goodness... I've been a delinquent storyteller. For those of you who have been waiting for this forever (and for all the gentle nudges you've sent me), my apologies. I feel that at this point, I owe you an explanation beyond the standard "I got busy" reason. In all honesty, I did get busy. But... I'm always busy. Here's the thing: I love to write, but...

Collateral Damage

by Al_Steiner on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

(Note: this story is a part of my "Greenies/A Perfect World universe and was written a full two years before we were even thinking about going to war in Iraq, so please, spare me your comments about any parallels. It's just a story, people. The background is just a setting. The Chinese are just a likely foe under the circumstances I've envisioned.) * April...

Project - Prometheus Ch. 16

by C.H. Darkstrider on Dec 2, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Alex blinked as he woke, taking a deep breath as he yawned. He slowly rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, looking down to the women nestled in his arms. Nats and Kas had been damn near insatiable last night! He smiled as he sighed at the memory of what they got up to. He would have been happy to stay there all morning and have a lie in with these fantastic wom...

Kaleidoscope Eyes Pt. 01

by Flavian on Oct 5, 2020
Loving Wives

Kaleidoscope Eyes, Pt.1 by Flavian Copyright © 2020 by Flavian AUTHOR'S NOTE: Any references to sex by characters in this story involve ONLY persons 18 years of age or older. Warning! There is reference to Non-Consensual sex—if that is not to your liking, then feel free to pass on this story; I will understand. Also, there are some mild racial references t...

Murder Close to Home: Carmine -Edit

by davebccanada on Jul 14, 2020
Novels and Novellas

Another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY #8: Carmine - EDITED A novel by David Horton Copyright 2000 Chapter 1: October 27 Ice and snow everywhere he looks. He won't be going anywhere in this weather. Mike lays his head back down on his favorite pillows, a pair of human female breasts. Outside the wind howls and whistles between the twin chrome stacks of hi...

CYCLOPS

by Jonathan_Stone on Jul 16, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

[An Account from the PRISM Chronicles] Chapter 1 Darkness The darkness seemed to have a shape and a movement of its own. His thoughts were filled with a mix of fear that he would be waylaid by somebody and an excitement at the size of the payment he and the guard beside him would receive for their work tonight. In this part of the Port of Salvador, Brazi...