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Riding the Red Ch. 05

by vampwrrr on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

Adrienne gradually regained consciousness, warm and surrounded by softness. She stretched, her limbs sliding over the flannel bedclothes, luxuriating in their comfort. She lay in bed, thinking about the previous day, specifically how pleasant it was to watch Lucas' muscles running like water under his skin. She frowned as her thoughts turned to other matters...

Teaching Carol Ch. 04

by zenmackie on Sep 14, 2017
Text With Audio

* * * * * Part 01 - click Here to listen. (6.5 min/mp3) Part 02 - click Here to listen. (6 min/mp3) Part 03 - click Here to listen. (6 min/mp3) * * * * * I didn't see Carol at lunch the next day, though I waited until nearly closing time. When she didn't come to dinner, I casually asked a classmate of hers if she'd seen Carol, and she told me Carol had...

Raspberry Beret Remix

by rengadeirishman on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was working part time at a five and dime. My boss was Mr. McGee. It was near the end of my shift when she walked in and I saw her. Oh, I saw her. She walked in through the "OUT" door. She was about five and half feet tall, weighed maybe a buck forty-five, buck and a half. She was no model, but damn, if there wasn't something in those emerald green eyes and...

Ariel

by voron515 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Saturday. I love Saturdays. You got to wake up late and enjoy a long shower. After that you lay on the couch, scratching your balls while watching Star Trek reruns or playing fighting video games. No job to attend to, and I since have the habit of going on all necessary errands for the week-end on Wednesday afternoon, I have nothing else to do than to shout...

Anal Sex is Still for Buttholes

by Elloelle on Aug 31, 2017
Humor & Satire

My Grammy always said, "Ain't nothin' better when it's cold outside than hot apple cider." Well, let me tell you something, at 3 AM in the morning in Denver in February its darned cold outside and stuff. I got to the club a little early 'cause I wanted to show the day shift girls my new snakeskin boots and stuff. I was always a little scared of gettin' snak...

Take Me Home

by Dar_Jisbo on Jan 22, 2019
Interracial Love

Research. That's what was needed. It would be worth it. Finding a policewoman to date isn't easy, but I had a plan. I spent months lurking in the shadows, figuring out which streetwalker was the police decoy. And that wouldn't even be the hard part, I reminded myself. I'd have to pretend I didn't know that she was the decoy. Finally, I figured it out. T...

O'Reilly's Bastaird

by PAPATOAD on Dec 23, 2019
Romance

A Wine and Old Lace Story "Gavin! You have to get moving if you are going to get to McIntyre's by noon." "I got plenty of time, Mom. Don't worry about it. I still don't know what they want with me. Father usually takes care of all the legal matters. I never wanted to get involved with all that paperwork and such." "I know. I know, but they insisted it was...

Apple Pickers

by oggbashan on Dec 3, 2019
Romance

Copyright Oggbashan November 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Most of the conversations are assumed to be in Spanish but reto...

Brenda's Mature Feet

by Andre_Sillitoe on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

I was resting on my bed with my eyes closed, listening to my iPod with headphones on, when I felt something soft hit me on the forehead. When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother standing in the doorway holding a basket full of dirty clothes. With one hand, she was making a motion for me to remove my headphones, which I did. "Brenda is having problems with her...

Gourmet Tastes

by Earthgoddess on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The day was winding slowly down as I sat in my office wishing I had already finished my last proposal of the week. My chef's jacket no longer crisp and white, looked as wilted as the lettuce I had refused earlier; my checked pants were spotted with bittersweet chocolate and the liquor of dozens of oysters. The kitchen was shut, the restaurant empty and quiet...