American Chestnut Tree Stories

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Tropical Destiny

by XXtraPrince on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The merchant seaman was at the stern-rail, unhooking the fish they'd caught on the long-lines trailing behind the ship, when the explosion blew him overboard.... He had shipped aboard on this tramp steamer as a last resort. An American, he'd had to do some fast talking to get a berth on this Uruguayan vessel. But they were short-handed, and needed experienc...

Riding the Red Ch. 01

by vampwrrr on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

The vast, dark room housed two men. It was an old fashioned library, with an old fashioned fireplace, in an old-fashioned house. Everything in the room, from the leather-bound first editions, to the thick velvet draperies, to the huge cherry-wood desk, spoke of old money, tradition, and rules that should never be broken. The elder of the men, broad and impos...

Wasted Years

by oldlover40 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I am transfixed by that one droplet of sea-water making its way down your arm. God, do you smell the fragrance of the ocean? Like a return to the basic stuff of life. Feeling primitive. Sun's going down and the sand is cooling off. Nature is backing away from the tropical heat of the day, but the warmth of your smile dispels the chill and your eyes smolder i...

Malevolence Ch. 01

by Aidily_Emidan on Dec 3, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Aboriginal North Woods tribes called the lake Saganaga, 'Little Brother' to the big lake Gitche Gumee. To those First Americans, Saganaga was more than just a source of water and food; it possessed a living soul. Straddling what is now the U.S. - Canadian border in the arrowhead of Minnesota, Saganaga Lake was so wide, Lisa and Travis couldn't see the far s...

An Officer and a Gentleman-1777 Ch. 09

by jerseyblue on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

So the Army sat and waited. It waited for some word or sign that General Clinton was coming closer. Instead what it got was signs that Fall was here in all its splendor. The leaves turned bright yellows and reds and the nights were cooler. It also meant winter was coming with all the horrors it would bring if this Army were forced to winter where it was. Th...

Hardstyle Sex Trance Music

by Desiremakesmeweak on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

"Blonde fucking English girls with ghetto names..." It's a line from out of a Brian Transeau track. Yeah but that's the present world. People inspired by black music gave their kids names that went with the music they either fucked to or were fucked out of their mind dancing to until endless hours. And then the kids became DJ's too. Cherise was English, l...

Hilda the BBW Pinup

by JorisKHuysmans on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

(A tribute story to the legendary BBW pinup gal created by Duane Bryers and still published by the Brown & Bigelow Co. If you've never heard of her, search "Hilda Duane Bryers" and you'll discover one of the hidden in plain sight classics of BBW admiration; Les Toil's site is especially recommended.) * * * The sun peeked through the calico curtains, and Hi...

Homecoming Ch. 08

by Frinkles on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Homecoming Ch. 08 Edited by Frinkles© 2007 This chapter was edited to correct a date discrepancy/error that was driving me crazy -- no more, no less. Everything else in the story is exactly the same. Alright, alright...UNCLE! For those of you who are disappointed in Daniel's actions, believe me so am I. The guy is human. He's a bit of an idiot at times. He...

Mariam Sungkar of Indonesia

by Samuelx on Oct 15, 2017
Interracial Love

When Omar Fasanmi was informed by his father, Senator Abdullah Fasanmi, that they were to be exiled from Nigeria, as a result of the former's staunch opposition to Nigerian President Muhammadu Bukari, and his regime, the younger Fasanmi thought it was a joke. Sure, as a member of the Senate of Nigeria the elder Fasanmi was well-known for his hatred of all th...

Hiking With Kim Ch. 05

by Cuda_Candy on Aug 29, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I woke up at five thirty, stuffed the bird, and had him in the oven by six o'clock. There really wasn't much to do until about an hour or so before we would eat, so I went back to bed hoping for a few hours of shut eye. After about an hour, I figured this wouldn't work. I got up, showered, threw on some Christmas music, and vacuumed. The phone rang around ni...