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Cryopreservation

by ChibiNeku on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Josh sat on the uncomfortable waiting room chair, swaddled in coat, scarf, hat and gloves, staring at his hands. Rested in his lap almost defensively, the fingers were tightly clasped, thumbs tapping a syncopated beat against the regular whirr of the fan in the corner. Beside him sat his mother, Janice, similarly dressed for the biting cold outside the hospi...

I See You (ICU)

by snath on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Katpaddi railway station is in the state of Tamilnadu, India and is the nearest station of Christian Medical College, Vellore. My father in law was admitted at CMC, Vellore. After getting a call from my brother in law, I had boarded Himsagar Express train in Punjab and disembarked the train at Katpaddi in an early morning of November a couple of years back...

Dream Come True

by whosewhose on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Chapter I Dream come true Larry floated to the surface of consciousness, disoriented and confused. Where was he? The room slowly came into focus and memory started to return. The room was bright with afternoon sun, clinically bright, white, and clean. He was in hospital and he began to remember why. A door opened and a smiling nurse entered. "You're back...

Desolation

by jjsharshaw on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Horror

~~~~~~~~~~ desolation Function: Noun 1. the action of desolation 2a. grief, sadness 2b. loneliness 3. devastation, ruin 4. barren wasteland - Merriam Webster Online ~~~~~~~~~~ It was 5:00 AM when the alarm went off. Rene Ballinger moaned loudly and then cursed loudly and plaintively before she rolled over and hit the snooze button. She didn't even ope...

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality 01

by EmeStrife on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

THE CONFIDENTIAL SERIES Doctor-Patient Confidentiality Volume One Eme Strife Copyright© Eme Strife. 2013. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced without the author's express consent. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or us...

Trudy Ch. 06: Rehabilitation

by Trudydoes on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Did I mention our daughter is a prodigious, aspiring sportswoman? No, well why would I...not important on the whole, except for the fact that it takes me and Trudy around Europe watching her, supporting her...and it was on one of these trips that Trudy met 'Thor'...the man who was to shatter her promise to Soloman. Since Zambia, we had been good. She had...

The Countess Ch. 22

by pbon44 on Apr 27, 2020
Erotic Couplings

We were in New York City, scheduled to be here two days for shopping. It was early around 5:30, I slipped off the bed and found the pair of pants that I wore last night. I found the shirt I had on and felt the room keycard in the front pocket. Sara contacted Paula and had several sets of clothes sent to the hotel by Fedex, so I wasn't using the same clothes...

FotoFun: Angle of View Ch. 02

by Hypoxia on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Author's note: The following incidents are probably mostly fictional, even just plain fantasy. All sex involves living humans aged 18+, even the civilians. The story contains multiracial, bisexual, and anal elements; if you object, stop reading. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. Information may not be totally accurate. It is just a story, fol...

It All Started With

by Adanaliyik on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

It all started when my wife decided to take some cosmetology classes to help with her photography. Because, while most of the women who came to her for boudoir pictures, were fairly competent with their own makeup there were always some whose choices made it almost impossible to get the desired results. Either way too much foundation and mascara, or shades o...

The English Cellar

by dora_salonica on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

On the second Friday of August, 2011, I landed at a second-class airport, north of London. That is the airport normally used by the cheap airlines I had chosen. During the flight, air-hostesses, who spoke with heavy Irish, Spanish and Scottish accents, tried to sell us newspapers, orange-juice, sandwiches, even lottery tickets, causing silent panic attacks a...