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A Beach Adventure Ch. 3

by SunnyQLD on Aug 29, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 3: A Morning Surf The water was cold to touch as Steve dived into the surf the next morning. Wearing just boardshorts and a rash vest he paddled out the beachbreak in front of his beachouse and awaited a wave. The waves were around 1-2 metres in height, a little full because of the tide, but still rideable all the same. As he waited in between wave...

Mrs. G Handles Us Both

by WildBill on Aug 30, 2017
Group Sex

Saturday mornings are pretty much the same for me and my friend Luke. We get up at around noon with pounding headaches for our hangover, get some lunch and go over to our friend Vick's house. We usually just sit around, watch tv, and talk about our lack of a sex life. When we pulled up to the mansion that Vick lived in we noticed that his Corsica wasn't out...

How Christmas Was Almost Lost

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

Chapter 1: Getting Acquainted It is that time of the year again. A few weeks and Christmas is upon us; with all the sharing, joy, and good will that is such an important part of the Christmas spirit. What very few people realize is how close we came; last year; to having Christmas destroyed for ever. Not only was the spirit of Christmas in danger of being l...

Bound to Love Each Other

by MrDeviant on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I suppose it had something to do with the fact that I am a cop, but somehow every woman I met seemed to think I was into bondage. It must be the cuffs, the uniform, and the billy club. I guess they all scream, "He's kinky. He loves bondage." Well, in my case, though not all cops are into it, they would be right. My current lady love is another cop. She is a...

Seduced & Abandoned

by Sunqueen on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Every once in awhile, Angie wondered what would have happened if she'd been gutsier - or sluttier, or more opportunistic. If she'd been just as tough as Roger's wife - what was her name again? You'd think she'd remember, after all, the woman had signed at least a dozen checks to her. It had only been a year since her affair with Roger had ended, but Angie re...

Mutual Mind Fuck

by johnnieblue44 on Sep 14, 2017
Anal

This is sweetly and humbly dedicated to my co-author, collaborator and partner in literotica crime, the beautiful "funwithryleigh", who was too shy to post this under her name, but can out-write me every day of the week. She is as smart as she is well-endowed, and I mean that in the "titular" way... Waverly leaned back against the bar, looking at all of t...

Pup Training

by AmethystMare on Jul 11, 2018
Fetish

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Pup Training "Oh, little pup, you really don't kn...

Fetish Pro Wrestling Ch. 01

by VexingVanna on Jan 7, 2020
Fetish

My dark chocolate hair hangs, damp and limp, framing my view: the light-colored canvas - "it doesn't show stains as well," they said - green knee pads, and black patent-leather boots. Dewy perspiration beads all over my pale, freckle-flecked skin, mixing with the sauna-heat of Jess' shaved slit resting on the back of my neck. Thick, iron thigh muscles sheath...

Blonde Fucks Blacks Ch. 02

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

Everyone has his or her vices. I've got mine and you've got yours. Here are some of mine. My name is Alan Burke. I'm a young Haitian-American man living in southern Massachusetts in New England. I'm not a native of the place but I like it. I'm originally from Haiti but I've been living in America for what seemed like forever. I am especially fond of Quincy,...

Dark Desire For The Dark Angel

by StarFox on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Max rode through the crisp night wind. The motorcycle hummed powerfully between her young legs. Dark tresses of raven black hair flew wildly behind the vixen. On either side of her, a forest of dark shadows flew passed in a blur. Max cranked the throttle back fully. The bike shimmed and whined louder. The ride was necessary. She needed to get way from everyo...