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Dissoluteness Ch. 01

by EROSSIR on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

She looked down at the card in the console tray of her car. She knew what it said. She studied it for close to an hour after it was handed to her. Now, driving home, her eyes kept stealing back to it. It was a simple card, plain white with simple block print barely big enough to be legible. "Dissoluteness" On the next line centered beneath that one word. "In...

Gently Used Books

by Decayed Angel on Dec 12, 2018
Fetish

It was a cold morning, so instead of heading into DC to walk the Mall, I decided to take the Metro out to Bethesda and check out a book store there. It was one of several book stores in the area that featured half price or less used books or, in other words, it was my kind of store. The ride on Metro was uneventful, if fairly long. I was lucky at Metro Cente...

The Compliant Customer

by JonTorLang on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"A truly great library contains something in it to offend everyone." - Jo Godwin I have always had a love of books. Old Books, besides their wonderful texture and smell, take you on journeys, lay bare the inner thoughts of great minds, entertain you with wit and satire, reveal to you the exploits of famous explorers, chronicle the rise and fall of great me...

Dissoluteness Ch. 02

by EROSSIR on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

She sat waiting but the phone didn't ring. With a sigh she pushed away from the breakfast bar and went to the bedroom to dress. Her intention to spend the morning shopping now had no interest for her. She decided instead to go to the book store and find another book She entered the store and headed directly for the erotica section. She didn't have a clue wh...

Book Store

by Sexual_Thoughts on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

It was a warm beautiful summer day in the city. I decided I wanted to get out and go exploring. I've always liked older, fuller figured, lonely women, and I knew exactly where I could find one. I had been to a small independent book store recently that was owned by a older, voluptuous woman. The store was tucked away off the beaten trail, and it was very s...

Lost in the Wind Ch. 01

by Xantu on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

This is the story of how Cassy met her Master and the events that led to him to send her to the clinic in the series "Finding Home." If you have not already read "Finding Home", I would encourage you to read those stories as well. Enjoy. Xantu. Cassy always knew which stop was hers without even looking up from the book she was reading. She did not even st...

The Girl In the Bookstore Part 1

by BJ on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

There's something special about summer, it's when the warm weather brings out the girls in their tank tops, bikini's and other sexy outfits that can turn any man's head. Which is why I like my bookstore so near the beach, all kinds of girls stop in their bodies glistening with tanning lotion or beads of water rolling down their bodies since they had just got...

Compulsive

by cortnymarie on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was Tuesday, and everyone knows that Tuesday is a great day to buy books. I am what some would call a bookworm, others would just say I have a rare form of LOCD, literary obsessive compulsive disorder. By my own account, I am a collector. My house is my evidence; it is full of books. I own fifteen four-shelf bookcases. My coffee table is made of books and...

Demon's Pet

by LezzyLucy on May 19, 2018
Fantasy

Warning: At no point in this text are real people or places mentioned or referenced. All characters and locations are all fictitious and if anything resembles or shares a name with a real life person, place, business or organization, it is done merely out of coincidence. It was a quiet Thursday morning in the town of Honeyhaven. My shift at the local booksto...

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Book of Flames Ch. 01

by sexy_skittles on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Keira Dawn sighed as the bookstore became quiet and empty again. Reorganizing books that have been left on tables, Keira's mind wandered as she looked outside. Her bookstore was like an old relic, standing alone along all the new aged stores and electronics. It stood out from all the smooth concrete and bold advertising logos. It was an old brownstone buildi...