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The Fireplace

by PartnersInCrime on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

The snow was falling gently as they settled down to watch a movie. She marveled at the snowflakes floating lazily to the ground. They were about halfway through the movie when the electricity went out. "Oh no!” she wailed, as her hands scrambled around, digging through drawers, looking for some candles. In this kind of weather you never knew how long it mi...

Day's End

by celticlass on Sep 11, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

My Darling, I'll do what I can to make it better for you tonight. I wish I could be there to hug you and hold you while you tell me all about it. I'd sit behind you on the sofa (shhh... not the bed, yet. This is just "together time," not a time for lovemaking), my legs spread so you could sit in between them. You'd settle there with your back to me, and I'd...

Truth or Fantasy?

by phubby on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

This is brief. This is food for thought, perhaps disturbing, to any wifey who reads this. Is it fantasy, or is it truth? Our bedroom began to transition as the dim light of the early morning chased away the darkness of night. The warm summer night had once again led both wifey and I to kick the sheets aside, both of us craving the wisps of air furled ove...

Perfect Fit

by dramasbabe on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She opened her eyes to darkness, not quite sure what awoke her. She waited a moment until her eyes adjusted to the darkness, making out the outlines of the objects in the room. She lay there another moment, listening. Her lips curved into a slow smile, hearing his steady breathing next to her. She stretched, allowing her leg to brush back against his. He shi...

Lightning Strike

by Magnolia13 on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The scent of you still fills my head, the sensation of the textures of you still linger on my hands, my mouth, my skin. The memory of your hands on me, stroking my skin, touching me unexpectedly, bringing me to orgasm when I least expected it. I can't remember the last time a man gave me an orgasm, and that may reflect badly on him, but says so much about yo...

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by prettybaby on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

My first experience with anal sex was painful. It was not that I didn’t enjoy it, quite the contrary, but the unfamiliar-ness of the whole experience left me wondering how well it suited me. For days after my first time, my ass just didn’t feel like normal. And the very thought of anal sex again made my sphincter tighten. But I knew that my lover enjoyed a...

Abandoned Solitude Ch. 02

by lonelyone24 on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Stepping out of the cab, Amelia stood at the edge of the sidewalk and surveyed the venue for the night. Glaring at Hailey as she bounced out of the other side of the car, she stubbornly hugged arms across her chest and looked back at the building where pounding music could be heard filtering into the night. Neon lights spelled out the words 'Blue Moon' acros...

One Coin

by WFEATHER on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"What's yer price?" "One coin." "One coin? Only one coin?" "One coin, sir." Even though he was clearly quite drunk, the hardened sailor was definitely baffled by my incredibly low price. The confusion was clearly inscribed upon his face. He wanted to take this unbelievable opportunity to fulfill his need with a beautiful young maiden, yet he clearly...

The Game

by ti2xgr on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

This is purely a fantasy. A short one at that, it involves Breath Play. If you don't like that... don't read. ***** I poured three glasses of wine; two white, one red. I set them on the tray spread out in a triangle. I placed an item with each glass. With the white wine, a bottle of massage oil and a vibrator. With the red wine a long scarlet silk scarf. S...

Perfect Escape

by WolfsButterfly on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This spot had long been her favourite. A secluded yet inhospitable small stretch of sand and broken shells. Hidden by a small stand of overgrown trees and brush it was rarely visited. The shallow, rocky tide deterred even the smallest of crafts. Sofia often came here to escape. Usually she read a book or filled her journal, allowing her thoughts and body to...