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Elephant

by stfloyd56 on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

The following story is based on the Jason Isbell song of the same name. The plot undoubtedly deviates from the intent of Mr. Isbell's song, though his lyrics in their entirety are included here. They are denoted by italics at various places within the story. * Jenn Ryan was the best thing that ever happened to me. But she would be the first to admit, she...

An Angel's Fix Pt. 03

by photodad on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Jill, Kim, and Joe helped get the home in its polished entertainment grandeur. Ashley was the last to work on finishing up getting ready for the events starting early in the evening. There was a knock on the front door, and the group downstairs looked at each other. A few things were odd. Nobody they knew well would knock, let alone on the front door. Also,...

My Sweet Candy Habit Ch. 13

by BilyumQ on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This is the thirteenth chapter in the story of an affair I had with Candy, a woman who came into my life unexpectedly and frankly, was I glad she had. Candy was one of the most exciting, stimulating people I'd ever met, in or out of bed, and over the course of our relationship we'd shared many enjoyable interludes. At this point in our relationship we'd be...

BH Ch. 02: A Clockwork Myth

by thousandwarriors on May 2, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Laela was having an awkward moment. She had just been pitched the most ridiculous bounty mission of all time and tears were literally streaming down her cheeks from laughing so hard. Only the country bumpkin villagers who had gathered around her in the tavern weren't sharing in her merriment. In fact they looked a bit pissed that she was laughing so hard a...

Colleen Ch. 06

by MastrStoryTeller on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

(This is the continuation of an ongoing story about two work associates travelling to Amsterdam on business. The primary characters are real, but the story is total fantasy. It's best to start at the beginning. Enjoy, and send me your comments. Don't forget to vote.) * After recovering from our mini orgy in the cubes at the dance club, we returned to the t...

Art & Assurance

by RetMarut on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ian Abercrombie initially mistook Paz Duarte for an Argentine. At the time Argentina occupied his mind. Having never met any Argentines, she looked like he thought a woman from the Pampas should. Springy shoulder-length auburn hair fell around her square face. Hazel eyes did their utmost not to engage in any mirth yet tried mightily from bestowing too much...

Quincunx Ch. 18

by Beatnic_jazzman on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Three Real magic at last She kept an arm about me as we walked back, letting go to throw the covers back and climb in, I followed and we wrapped our arms about each other, laying still in each other's arms for a minute or more before she half rolled back. "So how do we kiss?" Ten minutes later she rolled back as we finished the last lesson with a passiona...

A Quick Burble About Dialogue

by Cruel2BKind on Sep 12, 2017
How To

Let's be frank. We write erotica. I am well aware of the longer plotted stories, but for most of the stories, the dialogue stays fairly simple. That being said, 'He said, She said' can get frustrating and unsexy in shorter stories, and mind-numbingly tedious in the longer stories. Unlike an obnoxious character, or a single confusing line, dialogue rarely go...

Between the Cushions

by bewonderful on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

It was a Wednesday morning when Aly settled into her favorite spot on the couch — an old burgundy loveseat she'd purchased off Craigslist — with an unread Cosmo in one hand and her favorite type of potato chips in the other. BBQ Lays, kettle-cooked, extra salty so she could lick off her fingertips one by one between page turnings. "Those are gonna make you...

Frigid Passage

by Intimate Confessions on Sep 11, 2017
Romance

My friend had this 1958 Chevy. It was an obscene colossus of a car with a paint job consisting of peeling blue enamel, gray primer, body putty and rust. It used a rusty wire coat hanger as a radio antenna. Whenever one of the two massive doors slammed shut, a fine effluvium of rust would drift from the rocker panel to the ground. Inside the vast interior pl...