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Black Pearls - Unity

by ReGats on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

The one emotion that presided in Unit P-72X's computer mind as her cylindrical canister fell down through the air was disappointment. She honestly wasn't sure who it was for, though. She wasn't sure if she should be disappointed with herself for not living up to standards, or for her owner for not willing to deal with a sex toy that had gained emotions, thou...

Random Access Memory

by _ourladytamara on Mar 18, 2020
Erotic Horror

With a clink, the can fell into my shopping cart, briefly muffling the tune of the easy-listening music in my ears. It bounced a bit before coming to rest gently against the bag of carrots that sat behind it. I looked up, smiling - not at anything in particular. Today was good. Today, I'd get my groceries for the week and spend some quiet time alone, finally...

Uneducated 01

by JimBob44 on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 George 'Papillion' Papil looked out his kitchen window in shock as three police cruisers crowded onto the lawn of the rental house next door. He slipped on his bathrobe and stepped out onto his small porch just in time to see Bubba Watson, a...

Uneducated 02

by JimBob44 on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 8 Harmony and Unity obviously did their homework; George came home to find Unity swiveling her perfect little ass to Doro's Kiss Me like a Cobra, and unhooking her faux leather bra. She gave one wild swing to her hair, tousling it wildly, and the...

Letter From Topeka

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom: I come home from work, pulling up in my BMW Z4 Roadster, and the gardener greets me respectfully "Mr. Wegg, how are you?" I grin at him. Yes, Palmer Wegg is a hot shot in this thriving Midwestern city... and when I go in the house I am pleased to see my pretty wife Zenobia relaxing on the divan. "Hello, Pom." She greets me, smiling. Z...

No Future Ch. 36

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

XXXVI Unto the Next Generation Iris 2054 Iris had never participated in a demonstration before in her life. There'd never been anything in the twenty five years of her life that had stirred her up enough to do more than make the most passive protest. Normally, Iris wasn't very sure what she really believed in, especially when the object of protest was...

No Future Ch. 85

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

LXXXV Our Daily Bread Iris 2061 When she was a child and even until quite recently, Iris cherished a very romantic vision of country life. Green fields. Village ponds. Forests. Lakes. Winding lanes with hedges on either side. Songbirds on the wing. And although much of the English countryside was still pretty much like that, now Iris was employed as consc...

Toy Land Sex-R-Us Ch. 03

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Because the men and women are at different heights, we cut holes in the sheetrock at specifically measured heights, two holes at chest level and one hole at hip level. For those who haven't figured it out, yet, I bet you have now. Wait, before you disappear down your cellar to create your own maze to amaze your friends and neighbors, don't you want to read t...

More Tales from the Guilds Ch. 03

by voluptuary_manque2 on Apr 10, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In some place that had not existed before, and only existed now for this very purpose, there stood a large, gleaming vat. "Ten thousand gallons of delicate fondant sugar cream infused with essence of violets and stirred into dark chocolate," said Chaos. "There are also strata of hazelnut praline in rich butter cream, and areas of soft caramel for that espec...

Refueling

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

The evening news droned on in the background as I threw the flimsy paper tray of synthesized nutrition into the microwave. Punching the timer, I poured another tumbler of cheap red wine and stumbled back towards the TV when a blinding flash illuminated the house like it was midday. A deafening report rattled the windows sending the cat scurrying under the be...