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Fish and Chip

by Discord69 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The following story is a work of fiction that takes place in an alternate time line to our own. The time line diverges from ours during world war two. Tensions remained high between the US and Japan. The US never dropped atomic bombs to force a submission. Only a cease fire was ever established. Japan remained a world power, and grew enormously wealthy. Thro...

Dart Shooter Gets Lucky, Gets Caught

by Baba8 on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Wolfram Warthog is actually my dart shooting name. The preferred and best darts for the professional dart shooter are tungsten darts. If you check the atomic symbol for tungsten it is a, "W." The W is for its old English name wolfram. I like the sound of wolfram, better then tungsten. It provides me visions of a wolf ramming a ram. "Yowlllllllleee" I'm not a...

From Russia with Love

by Phil1951 on Dec 10, 2019
BDSM

Natasha's home was some 30 minutes drive from the airport. Paul was beside himself with anticipation. She was stunningly beautiful. They kissed in the back of the cab and his hands moved to her breasts. She stopped him, aware that the taxi driver could see everything from his rear-view mirror. He dropped his hands to her knees and slowly moved them up to her...

The Velvet Edge: True Love

by TheVelvetEdge on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

To know you is to love you, and to love you is to serve you. Before I met you, I thought I knew love. After many vain pursuits, I discovered in your presence - in your grasp - that true love is something much deeper, something much more powerful, something much more demanding than the mere shadow of love I had walked in for so long. Though I had touched an...

Orgasmic Chemistry Ch. 02

by SnowfireTwilight on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

There were a few raised eyebrows among the cleaners on Tuesday evening when I turned up for work. Instead of my usual jeans and baggy jumper, I was wearing a short pleated black skirt and tighter fitting white top and short denim jacket. "Bloody hell. You'll catch your death dressed like that, girl!" Marjorie exclaimed, looking at my bare legs before headin...

Diss, Assemble

by DTales on Sep 24, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Dr. Rossum entered his classroom from the door near the electronic blackboard, which was really more of a huge pressure-sensitive multipurpose monitor and tablet. Those who grew up long ago might remember the dissonance from calling green slates affixed to walls "blackboards" rather than chalkboards. With chalk out of the equation, and any color available at...

The Slut's Apprentice Ch. 15

by tiggerlilly on Feb 5, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** 10th July Dogging I was woken by a little squeal followed by much wolf whistling. Looking up, I saw Dani trying to get herself under the outside shower. The water was not heated but she obviously was. Plus, she has always been a bit of a princess as well as a goddess. Finally, s...

Night at the Royale

by twizted77 on Apr 29, 2025

Former child star Peyton List stood on the balcony of a hotel room on the fourteenth floor, naked and bent over the railing, staring down at the pool below. Behind her, Idris Elba grunted as he drove his cock into her tight ass. The actress, known for her roles in Jessie and Cobra Kai, frantically rubbed her pussy as one of Hollywood's leading African Americ...

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Please Don't Tell My Husband

by yummicreme on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife, Isabel, is Portuguese. She is slim, has beautiful A cup breasts with conical nipples, is 5'2", has long dark curly hair and a voracious sex drive. When we were just married this meant having sex three or four times a time, plus first thing in the morning at least five times a week. But after the first year or so my sex drive faded slightly and hers...

The Drink of Choice

by georgewildman on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I met my first endymionist by chance. It was one of those Friday nights, noisy neighbours and high humidity made sleep elusive. I got up and went cycling in the quiet of the night. My route wandered aimlessly, like a seven year old on their way home after school. I was in the industrial area when I stumbled on the couple. I wouldn't have judged it a partic...