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Mrs. Avery

by andy_r_14456 on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Dear Reader, this story is a fantasy; I could have submitted it under the category: Mature. I hope you enjoy reading it. Please vote and send comments/suggestions. Andrew. I had been working for three years as a systems analyst and developed successful programs for which I was well rewarded. I was looking for a change in the line of work. The Vice President...

Melehan & Morvith

by Kingmaker711 on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Melehan and Morvith, vile brothers of vile seed, born of the wicked sorceress queen Morgana and her consort, they are as feared as they are famed. One has the gift of murderous cunning, the other gift of being cunningly murderous. Before they were kings they were kin, sent down two separate roads by their mother, one quest for death making, the other for sou...

My Pakistani Muslim MILF

by Samuelx on Nov 25, 2017
Interracial Love

"As Salaam Alaikum, Salma, I am going to fuck your brains out," Marcus Weber said to Salma Khan as he walked up to her, a sly grin on his handsome face. Salma looked at the tall, burly and dark-skinned, ruggedly handsome young African American who stood before her and smiled. Be careful what you wish for, Salma thought, amused. "Think you can handle all thi...

The Last Trick-or-Treater on Earth

by Taylor_Wasabi on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

With gratitude and apologies to Fredrick Brown, and those who preceded him. TW It was still Halloween. Barely. The Last Trick-or-Treater on Earth knocked on the door of the Evil Grown-up. Knock-knock! The Evil Grown-up sat in his living-room half-asleep, thinking deliciously evil thoughts. Visions of apples hiding razor-blades, gooey candy bars hiding se...

Second Chance at Love Ch. 03

by andy_r_14456 on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

ROGER, JEANNIE AND MELANIE ON TUESDAY Roger and Melanie were at Jeannie's home at about 5:30 p.m. Jeannie welcomed Roger and Melanie with hugs. She wore burgundy colored shorts, a light pink tank top that showed considerable cleavage, and sandals. She had on pink lipstick, and a pink bead necklace and dangling bead earrings. She had on wire-rimmed glasses....

Incredible Redhead in Stockings

by BlakeHunter on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

It was a crisp, fall night, the kind we both loved and, just maybe; it set the stage for a remarkable memory... passion filled. As we enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, fire crackling in the foreground, we talked of the mundane and filled the gaps with flirting and laughter. Midway through dinner I caught a glimpse of what can only be described as... well, at the...

Peeping Toms & Neighborhood Incest

by jnebegood on Dec 16, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It all started on a hot summer's afternoon when a beautiful, White female resident was out sunning her naked body in what she thought was an isolated, restricted area of her backyard. Unbeknownst to her she was being lustfully ogled, lecherously by her next door neighbor who was visually devouring her generous possession of plump titties, voluptuous ass, amp...

My First Threesome

by Carson Dyle on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I would like to take this opportunity and write about the best sexual experience I had as a young man. It took place in the late nineteen seventies when I was twenty two years of age. It involved my fuck buddy at the time, Mary and her flat mate Margaret. Mary and me got together when me and a friend of mine met and "picked up" both Mary and Margaret in a...

Mature Widows Ch. 02

by andy_r_14456 on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

In Ch. 1, I met a mature lady, Emma, who became my lover; she left for Florida in October 1963; before she left, she introduced me to Bev. November 1963: I had not heard from Emma since she moved to Florida; I assumed she was busy with her new life. Two weeks after Emma left for Florida, on a Wednesday evening, I went to Charly’s. After I sat at the bar, I...

Buffy: Hell's Slave

by ESchorcho on Dec 10, 2005
Fan Fiction

Buffy’s eyes slowly opened. She was heavily disoriented, but quickly regained her bearings. She was kneeling at the center of a vast throne room and was naked. She was shivering, not from cold, but because she had spent the last three days and nights in a pitch black room hanging from the ceiling, chained. Buffy didn’t know how she had arrived at this awful...

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