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He Who Laughs Last, Laughs Best

by plsplsme on Apr 3, 2019
Loving Wives

Thank you Candace. It was Friday afternoon and it's been two hours since they left New York. They still had one more hour of driving d left before reaching their home. They had accompanied their only child, Lisa, to her campus. She was starting college. Nancy turned and looked at her husband, Bill, at the steering wheel of his Ford Transit. They could not t...

The Personal Assistant

by Rebeccabranch on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'd followed him from job to job as he moved within the design industry. We had met a few years ago at W. G, Simmonds, a medium sized interiors firm in New York City and he was just getting started as a designer/salesman for contract interiors. I thought he was a bit pompous and too flamboyant, less than likely to succeed, but our boss had placed him between...

Terrorists are Stupid.

by RC_of_Doom on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Yes, the title is exaggerated, but you're reading, aren't you? I must say, though, for the most part, terrorists are not the brightest lights in the night sky. Think about it. I can plan a better terrorist attack than any of these bozos. For example....You want terror? Screw blowing up the World Trade Center—over fifty thousand people worked there, and...

Role Playing with Michelle Ch. 01

by gunhilltrain on Apr 11, 2018
Erotic Couplings

[This story takes place in the some fictional universe as my previous story A College Tryst.] Prologue – Michelle There were thousands of students at the City College of New York, tens of thousands in the City University system as a whole. For the fall semester of 1974 there was one of this multitude named Michelle, a graduate of Bayside High School in Que...

Trading in Strange Places Pt. 03

by SierraSprite on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Rendezvous at Grand Lake I was awake in Amelia's bed in Steamboat Springs, feeling groggy from too much travel and too much excitement in too few days. Domestic noises were coming from the kitchen and I thought about my two companions and the funny phone call with New York last night. I stumbled to the kitchen. They looked up at me in the doorway, shook t...

The Craftsman

by justincbenedict on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

F.X. Copeland parked his truck across the street from the Enright's Colonial house. Real nice, these houses, Cope thought to himself. He had grown up on the other side of Buttermilk Falls, in the tenements, but his Daddy had done some of the work rehabbing the various stately mansions here on Buttermilk Hill, and Cope had helped a few times when he was a lit...

Courtship for the Clueless

by Sir Galahad on Aug 28, 2018
Novels and Novellas

1. "Your new book is selling pretty well," said Irina Slonimska, Roger's editor. "Plumbing for the Panic-Stricken fills a definite need. I don't mind telling you that it saved me several hundred dollars in New York City plumbers' bills when I was editing the manuscript." "Did it really?" asked Sharon Hillstein, eying her old college roommate across the t...

Loosening Up Bk. 04 Ch. 26-31

by SteveWallace on Oct 29, 2018
Group Sex

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Chapter 26 – Hidden Talent Owen strolled onto the patio Tuesday evening. Alice had heard his corporate jet land a half-hour earlier. With the daylight savings time and summer hours, the sky was light until almost nine o'clock at night. There was a comfortable dusk that evening, a...

The Last of the Balagans

by King_Willie on Aug 21, 2019
Loving Wives

A heartfelt thank you to my editors Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for their unvaluable hard work and insight, you guys are the best! DESTROYER Tommy Balagan was six when he discovered he was color blind. He lived in a world painted in shades of brown, bronze, blue and beige. His Dad, Carl caught him eating moldy party food leftovers and took him to a clinic;...

Interview With Miss Dubin

by gunhilltrain on May 13, 2020
BDSM

Parts of this are based on stories I published a while ago. But while those depicted role plays, the characters here really are a manager and a job applicant. One Saturday afternoon I got a call at the apartment where I was living with my family. My dad happened to answer it and said it was for me. I said, "Hello, this is Paul." I heard a woman's voice, "...