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Timestopping Adventures

by anonynony on May 16, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

With your classes done for the week, you head back to your apartment just across the street from campus. One of the perks of sophomore year is that you got to escape the hellholes that were the freshman dorms. You're a fairly average, nondescript kind of guy, but the jocks will pick on anyone who isn't one of them. In short, you are happy to be away from all...

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The Watch

by just 4 fun on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The end of another hard day at work, Laura sighed with relief as she leaned back in her chair. The relief however was short lived, glancing down at her desktop she saw the date, it was her anniversary. She had been seeing her boyfriend, James, for six months now. She quickly gathered her things together and rushed down the stairs to the exit. As she got the...

Death Watch

by princessmaryann on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

Several years ago, just for fun, I audited a Creative Writing class at the university associated with the hospital where I am an RN. Probably the best assignment throughout the semester was to write something that would be appropriate for an episode of "The Twilight Zone". In other words, if we wanted to bend the rules of reality a bit here and there, go rig...

The Watch

by ireallylikenakedpeople on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My name's Tom, I'm nineteen years old, and I've been using my power for evil. This is my confession. It all started on a Monday morning, as I walked to my first lecture of the day, my head down so the torrential rain hit my hood instead of my face. The ground was wet, puddles filling every crack and dip in the uneven pavement. I usually take a short-cut acr...

She Knew I Liked Panties

by vinceh23 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

She knew I liked panties. After all, what man doesn't enjoy women's lingerie especially with a woman in those frilly, silky form enhancing colorful pieces of "unmentionables." The very fact that they have been, and to a much lesser extent now, even called unmentionables imparts a sense of the hidden and thus forbidden. The exotic only adds to the erotic natu...

Unexpected Delivery

by Spindizzy on Aug 21, 2017
Fantasy

You wake up to the early morning sun shining through your Venetian blinds, directly into your eyes. You throw off your blankets, open your closet door, and dig through the clothes on the floor. Searching until you find your least pair of dirty pants. You get dressed not bothering to change your boxers and head into the kitchen through the eerie silence of th...

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Hunter Ch. 01-02

by Toxico on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

Beepbeepbeep...beepbeepbeep. Hunter opened his eyes from his doze and carefully reached up to retrieve his watch from his forehead. His heart started accelerating in anticipation. Pressing the light button on the watch, he checked the time; he had 4 minutes, forty seconds to go. The altimeter gave the altitude at 34,000 feet. Putting on the watch and slippi...

Taxi Ride

by lulubabe on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It’s midsummer, the early hours of the morning, in a hot, crowded bar. I lean closer to catch what you are saying and at that moment a girl close by staggers against us, spilling white wine over my dress, chill on my hot flesh. She sways on her way, leaving us staring down at my dress, then you reached to stroke my breast, its nipple erect against the cold...

The Box

by Yppah on Mar 7, 2018
Fantasy

Moving a heavy box, Eliza wipes sweat off her forehead. She has been cleaning out her grandparents’ attic for almost three hours now. They have always been something like pack rats, keeping anything and everything they have found. Though, now that her grandfather has passed and her grandmother is moving into a retirement home, everything has to go. Grabbing...

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Secret Santa

by Tangoracer on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Here I am sat at my desk in the back corner of the open plan office next to the window. As I have been working for the trade company the longest, I was known as the old guy, which I was happy with as all the rest of the workers were in their early twenties, two maybe thirty. From my desk, I can look across the whole office and my former life as a bar man t...