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My Husband's Rival

by naughtynurse18 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

This story is FANTASY. It's a slut wife story and if you do not like that genre, DON'T read it. If you ignore my warning and read it anyway, please do NOT send me comments in which you: hope I contract AIDS and die; hope my husband kills me; hope my husband kills my fantasy lover; hope my husband kicks me to the curb; or hope my husband beats me. This is F...

Chocolate Decadence Ch. 02

by Sweet_Sarah72 on Sep 26, 2017
Interracial Love

The next morning, Jenna awoke to the sun beaming on her face. Crap! She forgot to pull the blinds. She had the next two days off and wanted to sleep in. She started to pull herself out of bed and felt her body cry out in protest. As she felt the pain in every muscle, she fell back to the bed and memories of the night before flooded her mind. Oh my god, she...

Halloween Tutor / Elvira's Revenge

by Barb36D on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Horror

(Apologies to Cassandra Peterson, the real Elvira) DISCLAIMER: Neither the author or the Elvira character promote the use of illegal drugs or condone the practice of unsafe sex. This is just a fun little erotic romp, so don't get your panties in a wad. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It seems like a lifetime ago, but actually it's only been ten years sin...

Nude Beach Bride Ch. 01

by sirhugs on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

"You never told me this was a nude beach resort," Gabriella said. "I didn't notice that either," I lied. Not a great way to start our honeymoon, lying, but I knew my shy bride would never had agreed to the idea without trickery, and despite loving her totally, I knew our marriage could only succeed if she shed her convent school prudishness, and the best wa...

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI

by Prolonged_Debut10 on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

a. Everything in this story is, completely, fictional. No person, place, ethnic group, or agency in this story, is meant to embarrassed, or implicated in any wrongdoing. Please view this story, in that context. b. If you are looking for sex in every sentence, and paragraph, do not bother reading the story. This is a story that includes erotic sexual scenes...

Lady in Red Ch. 24

by Harddaysknight on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The travelers were exhausted by the time they piled into the SUV Sunday evening at the airport and headed for Sparta. As Paula drove, Steve spoke on the phone with Clyde Davis for quite some time. When he finished the call, he related his conversation to the group. "True to his word, Clyde has the completed screenplay in his possession. Now he's concerned a...

Jill and I Ch. 06-07

by deadeye_76 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story is loosely based on a true story provided me by a Lit reader. He told me to do with the information what I wanted and to write a story about it. It's a romance and I will provide it in five parts. Main Cast Dennis, 25 years old, 5' 11", 175 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes. Jill, 30 years old, 5' 7", 120 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes. Gina, 30 years...

A Tempting Vacation Ch. 08

by JackKing on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Ron was making his way through the sand, trying to remember exactly what Beth had instructed him to tell Amy. He was finding it hard to get his mind focused on anything other than the recent memory of Beth slowly coaxing every last drop of semen from his body, while his girlfriend’s mother sat there only two feet away, completely unaware. He had been is such...

Starting from Scratch Ch. 08: COUNSEL BLUFF

by SZENSEI on Jun 9, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"So this is Whorton-Dickster." Piper Cherry, formerly Liberty, arrived at Nashville's academic center quite a few minutes earlier than her scheduled interview with Principal Carl Manley. She wanted to see what she was getting into first hand, this being her first real job outside of being an Atlanta Falcon's cheerleader, as well as being married to their on...

Halloworpheus

by YDB95 on Oct 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

The All Saints' Eve ceremony was hours away, and yet Phoarateo primping as if it were minutes to his performance. It had been that way all week, Rylesie reflected as she eyed her vain husband from her perch on their bed. When he wasn't primping, he was practicing, every waking hour of every day. Never mind that he knew the score cold or that he was already...