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Wraith

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

The hunter pushed through the undergrowth, his rifle raised as his keen eyes scanned the treeline, alert for any movement or tracks that might betray the beast he was trailing. He steadied his wide brimmed hat, decorated with the claimed fangs and claws of previous kills. Those hunts had been challenging, but this creature was different. He had to be meticul...

My Masturbation Session

by ijerkoff on Sep 18, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Masturbation for me is more than a few seconds of orgasmic ecstasy, it's a sacred and spiritual thing. I became addicted to masturbation early in life, in fact the first time I watched a friend stroke his erect cock and ejaculate I knew my life had changed forever. And, the first time I experienced the extreme pleasure of my first orgasm and watched my sem...

Just Dropping By

by LunaArgent on Jun 10, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Erin didn't know what she was doing. She famously had a one track mind, and he had been on her mind all week. But even she had to admit that this was crazy. She had only spoken to this guy once on the phone. And yet, here she was. Outside his door. At 10 o'clock at night. Crazy. Bat shit crazy. This is how you're gonna die Erin. She said to herself. And your...

Ruined behind the Red Door

by eatu55 on Nov 27, 2018
BDSM

I arrived at the appointed time. Her directions were precise, "Enter the side gate. Follow the brick path around the back deck. Take the cement stairs down to the red door." I knocked, 'tap-tap-tap, tap-tap,' and looked into the glass circle peep hole so she would know it was me. The door opened. I entered. Before I looked fully on her face, I removed my s...

A Smutty Tale

by MadameMerrydow on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

And so it was that on the 16th century of the great age, on the eleventh day of the month Ayres there rose a great commotion in the whorehouse of Madame Meringue. Jocasta, a fair whore, conversant in the arts seksual pleasure and specializing in using the mouth to bring gentlemen heavenly pleasure came running out of her pleasuring room emitting a scream riv...

A Not So Prim & Proper Wife Ch. 06

by satinlvr_mwf on Aug 8, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Our story thus far: Tessa has been captured in her own home! After the fatal conclusion of the saga with her neighbor, Roberto, with his death of natural causes after attempting to rape her, Tessa had returned home after a trip to the hospital, to find her fire-damaged home dark, and with no electricity. Finding a way into her boarded up home, she was ambus...

The Baker Ch. 01

by CandiceCallais on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Here we go again. He came home last night, talked to his clients for an hour and went to bed. Barely a kiss hello, not to mention what I really need. I haven't been laid in at least two weeks. Thank god for batteries. I drift off to sleep. In the middle of the night he gets a phone call, some crisis at work. He goes into the den, but I can still hear the m...

Nocturnal Anal Stimulation. A Study

by suppleWriter on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

Note: this is a story, fiction. None of the facts are correct, and all the names are false, invented. So enjoy! (Re-posted with the above clarification, and links deleted). Nocturnal Anal Stimulation in Orgasm-Denial Relationships - A Study NOCTURNAL ANAL STIMULATION IN ORGASM-DENIAL RELATIONSHIPS. A STUDY BY: Willsoin,D.E., Arangji,T.F - UCNYCE - Dept...

A Call From My Wife

by English Bob on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Like a ship on calm seas, John Marx drifted aimlessly through the dream. The golden sand warmed his back as he gazed up into the cloudless sky, he felt relaxed, contented and happy. A figure wandered in front of the shimmering sun. He squinted up into the shadowy apparition as it began to take shape; dark, tanned skin; long, jet-black hair; a bikini. John fe...

Conjugal Shoreleave

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

It was that time of year again. Every two to five years, actually. Once a year would have been preferable, but professional obligations kept Aestu tied down to her ship; thankfully unlike some species, her race had quite a bit more control over their mating cycle. In any event, she had now taken leave, donned her old mercenary's outfit - a simple deep teal...