Valentins Day Jokes Stories

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Anal Sex Ain't No Laughing Matter

by SusanJillParker on Sep 19, 2017
Anal

Please give me the support of you vote. * A woman who opposes having anal sex, has a secret, anal sex agenda Other than in the realm of comedy, comedians, and comediennes, anal sex ain't no joke. To many, anal penetration is as series as vagina penetration. A serious matter, one that takes a lot of self-reflection prior anticipation for the woman to prope...

Beautiful Journey Ch. 01

by kaamdaive25 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was raining heavily as I drove my new Scorpio ( Indian s.u.v) on the deserted road. I was on my way from Mount Abu to Udaipur after a business meeting. The sky was dark; the clouds had covered the sun and turned the day into the night. I was cruising at a steady speed enjoying the beautiful scenery and my Scorpio. As I reached one of the villages en rou...

The Joke

by allforall on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

By allforall Edited by techsan, thankyou, all mistakes by me * Roger's Story Maybe I should explain myself. I am Roger Evans, married to Nancy and work at Genius Computer Solutions. Oh, that doesn't help? Then let me throw some detail on your fire and see if that heats your knowledge up. Three years ago I graduated from Edison Community College with a de...

The New Job

by Molly Malloy on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

A few weeks ago I got a new job in sales and marketing. Last week I was assigned to a district manager for training. We got together and hit it off fast. We were joking about how I was to be "trained" he said he could think of lots of jokes but he didn't want to be sued for sexual harassment. I let him know I was very liberal and liked jokes and sex. So the...

The Writer

by DG Hear on Sep 16, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

Just a short story about an author beginning to write erotic stories. Thanks again to 'Omegazone' for editing my story. Not a lot of sex, but some humor. This story will be a dialog between a husband and his wife. H=Husband, W=Wife * H-As I was sitting at the computer in my office, I have a home office, my wife appeared at the door. W-What are you doing?...

April Fool

by Alwaysraining on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

About thirty years ago I did marriage counselling. A good number of my tales arise from those sessions, suitably doctored to preserve confidentiality. This little scrap of nonsense arose from an aside made by a client I was counselling. It was an additional little niggle in their troubled relationship, a side issue: he would play practical jokes on her, and...

Infidelity Anonymous 02: Martin

by Just_Words on Dec 2, 2019
Non-Erotic

This is the second installment in a series of stories about a fictitious organization designed along the lines of Alcoholics Anonymous where people who have cheated on their spouses, and the spouses they cheated on, can both find support and forgiveness as they work to rebuild their lives. There may well be an organization like this, and there are many organ...

Unforgettable Hairdresser Greg

by DeniseNoe on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

My tribute to the student hairdresser named Greg whom I’ll never forget. * I was fifteen years old. It was 1972. Mom had two coupons for free hair stylings at a local beauty college. She let me make use of both coupons. I don't recall much about the first styling. I will never forget the second. The student hairdresser who would perform that styling int...

War Ch. 01

by JLennon on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

War Ch. 1: Opening Shots Heather Saffron had a firm rack, legs that could do no wrong (or perhaps all wrongs), and an ass that any man would kill to touch, grab, or smack. She had golden blonde hair tinged with black, giving her a look truly deserving of the description ‘dirty blonde’. She had blue eyes, cherry red lips, and a skin tone that wasn’t too dark...

Anchor mommy!

by meficas391 on Apr 22, 2025

Chapter 1: The Last Day The sun was barely peeking through my window when I woke up, filled with a mix of dread and hope. Today was the last day of school before summer vacation, the one escape I desperately needed. No more cruel whispers, no more sneers, no more bullies making jokes about my mom—at least for a couple of months. I swung my feet out of bed an...

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