Erotica

A Sculptor and His Muse Chapter One Part One

By EelunPhetmoore on Thu, 29 Dec 2016

Friday December 9th 1910 A little after 6am. Paris Don’t know why I waited until last night to go down to the clay mill. I’ve known for days that I...

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Mrs. Adleson Chapter One Part Two

By EelunPhetmoore on Wed, 28 Dec 2016

The indention of the bra leaving red marks in her skin. As soon as the air makes contact, her nipples grow hard. She is a thing of beauty, just like...

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Mrs. Adleson Chapter One Part One

By EelunPhetmoore on Wed, 28 Dec 2016

She was Mrs. Adleson to me then, hell, I guess she still is. I think she goes by Margery to her friends. It’s been since I was a kid and I still...

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The Paper Demon Chapter One

By EelunPhetmoore on Wed, 28 Dec 2016

Damn, it's hot out here. I hate summer. I would of course live where it never rains or snows. Sun everyday, day in day out. You know it's really hot...

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Glam - Part One

By paborama on Tue, 27 Dec 2016

'Nice, ain't she?' I looked away from the object of my distraction to find an older gent, in his sixties perhaps, long hair greasy and greying...

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Life and Times of a Priestess: Ch.3: New Life In Dalos (Part 4: For The Pleasure Of Soldiers)

By Kurt Rellians on Tue, 06 Dec 2016

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The Priestesses continue to suffer rape by the soldiers, who begin to show signs of relaxation and gratitude. The Priestesses begin to feel safe at least.

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Rain third position

By alphadog1 on Sun, 27 Nov 2016

Rain. I love the near silent sound of rain, Its delicate intricacy secretly overwhelms. Though it never tickles, as it tenderly trickles, forever...

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Comte by Candlelight 1

By mayhemandroses on Thu, 01 Sep 2016

Victor was being a dick. Charlotte had found him rifling through the ribbon-bound letters she kept as a reminder of Hector, her deceased fiancé. Puce...