The Good Girl (M/F)

The Good Girl She was a good girl. You’d look at her and think “pink.” Even if she weren’t wearing something pink (and this would be unusual, because she almost always wore something in that shade – a fuzzy pink top, a skirt with pink polka dots, pink nail polish) you’d still think it of [...]

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The Hunger (F/M, cbt, bondage)

She felt the hunger again. It was 2:37 on a Tuesday. Sometimes the hunger worked like that. She swiveled back and forth in her chair and looked at the computer on her desk. After a moment’s consideration (the hunger did not go away in this moment), she opened her email program. She looked at her [...]

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The Wind in the Trees F/m who becomes M

The wind blows through the trees. Coming from the North it crosses the plains, blowing over the fallow earth and through towns forgotten and past the shuttered houses in these towns that cling to the map and to memory. It was not always so. In the spring of the year that did not seem to [...]

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June and the Dentist’s Chair M/F

(Well, in this story June actually gets it, and we get to watch….) “Oh crap,” thought June. “Oh crap, crap, crap.” Foul language for her, this word “crap”, and she felt the warm tendrils of shame rising up her neck, coloring her face. She glanced to her left – her husband had not heard her. [...]

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The Perils of Breast Augmentation and a Date with Kali

The bitch bites and the bitch bites hard. Her name is Kali and she wrapped with all coyness and innocence around my member, her sharp little teeth at the ready. Kali was a small tube, about an inch and a half or so in diameter, lined with dull spikes, locked around that most sensitive (and [...]

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Nourishment F/M

The Neighborhood Preschool in Silverlake is a collection of low-slung buildings on the south end of the reservoir. I was running late, as usual, with traffic in the southland being what it is and working in the Industry with its long hours. Note the capital I in Industry – although I would claim otherwise to [...]

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She is 01gm3v.jpg. Pure sex. Almost gynecological. Leaning over, ass thrust up, lips full and inviting – hairless. It’s pussy primal. It’s the place where babies come from and cocks go, the place of adolescent girl rubbing herself under the covers and finding wetness for the first time, it is the place of blood. A [...]

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Lillian’s Place – Christopher’s Story F/M

I could tell you just where Lillian’s Place is but it wouldn’t do you any good. I could tell you about the street and the little the alley that runs off of it; what the sign outside looks like; the steps you have to descend to gain entrance, but unless you needed to show up [...]

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June Hangs the Laundry to Dry – F/m

She hung the laundry to dry. Went around to the front of the house, opened the gate in the white picket fence and began walking down the tree-lined street. A few minutes later, June was knocking on her neighbor’s door. After a moment, Monica answered. “Hello Monica.” “Oh June, do come in. May I get [...]

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June and the Washing Machine – part one M/F, masturbation

June wiped a tear from her eye as she felt the arms of her husband wrap around her. Her arms, pressed between their two bodies were trapped up near her face, hands clasped as though in prayer. She wasn’t thinking about the pressure this put on her breasts as they were squished, rather she was [...]

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