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For the Whored Ch. 032

by Thatawfulwowporno on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Elunara woke with Tulani in their bed. She was groggy at first and confused, but remembered Tulani had not wanted to leave her. She carefully untangled Tulani from her. Darguni was up and Tulani popped out of bed. Grogek headed out and Tulani said she had to do some work at the Tailor's she had been missing. Darguni would sleep for the next couple of hours...

He Stole Our Baby

by JimandGarysgirl on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I had been married to Jim almost 20 years and I found out a secret recently that is about to cause a bitter and nasty divorce. While cleaning out some thing for our garage/yard sale, I was cleaning out my husband's old computer desk when I came across an envelope that showed the date January 16, 1984. That was the day that I delivered our only child - he w...

Chloe in Prison Ch. 20

by coniungoergosum on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

Day Forty-One: Exercise I seemed to exist more in Prana's skin than my own. Every facet of the day I experienced as she might: the last slopping-out before her punishment; the last shave; the last breakfast. I remembered how as a child I had counted down the days, then the hours, then the minutes, before a dreaded visit to the dentist. A visit to the dentis...

Diary of a High Price Escort Ch. 12

by R_U_Romantic on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The distinctive sound of rubber striking concrete and the instantaneous pressure of my stomach against the seat belt as the pilot engaged the reverse thrust to bring the airliner to a safe stop signaled my arrival home from an incredible weekend in Cancun, Mexico. Mitch was without a doubt the most generous client I've had the pleasure of pleasing during my...

Home for Horny Monsters Ch. 14

by writerannabelle on Mar 5, 2018
NonHuman

Hey all! Here is the second chapter of Book Two! If you are new to the story, everybody recommends starting from the beginning, but hey, I'm not the boss of you! Do you wonder where those weird books in the garage came from? Ready for a new monster? If the answer is yes, then I hope you are ready for Mike's visit to... The Library Mike held the small sled...

Tribe Clandestiny Ch. 18

by IslandCove on Oct 31, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Conchita Vega. We were making good time on our trip from the Labrador coast to Greenland. There was a good westerly behind us and we could make full sail. I slid down the steps into the cabin, stopping abruptly at the sight before me. Waya had his sister, Inola, tight in his arms kissing her. Her arms were around his neck; his hands clutched and kneaded...

A View to Die For Ch. 02

by Cromagnonman on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

Well, the Targa Adelaide Rally has come and gone and, while my co-driver and I didn't win, we never really expected to, we didn't come last. We had a great time and the car performed as well as we expected given the atrocious conditions over the first couple of competition days. For those of you who have criticized my 'flow on sentences' in the past, you'll...

Infection Ch. 05

by dweaver999 on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter Five Epidemic Jarod and Marie headed for the car and started driving back to Jarod's place. They figured that it would be safer to stay there, since it was more secluded, being a house instead of an apartment. "Jarod. Do you think we're in time? Is it contained?" "I really don't know. I guess we have to act as if it is? If it isn't, then the worl...

Solara: My Winged Angel Pt. 01

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

Jason's Story PROLOG My name is Jason Lee and I am the Commander and sole survivor of the crash landing of the space craft Pathfinder. We had been in orbit around the fourth plant of the star Epsilon Eridani for almost a month when we were struck by another space craft that suddenly appeared from behind the second moon and we were unable to avoid the impac...

The Good Neighbor

by Jenny6969 on Sep 26, 2017
Group Sex

As usual, I was running late. Commuting forty miles to work and laying brick six days a week tends to get a little tiring. So, last Friday night, I was ready to kick back, eat take-out, and relax with a few cold ones over a ball game on TV. It looked like a spring storm was on the way, so I was hustling to get home. Keeping the house after my divorce had set...