Gill a short story

Gill We left the relative shade of the peristyle garden with its white marble fountain depicting Venus, a ewer hoisted on her shoulder. The trickling figure stood in the centre of a shallow square pool,[…]

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The new kid

It's only my first story, and it's not all action. Just to brief you 😉 He was tall, dark and excruciatingly beautiful. I was jealous from the moment I saw him. Even though I had[…]

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Internet

It was a few years ago when I lived in Amsterdam I got talking to a woman from the South of England on the Internet. We got on really well and often our chats turned[…]

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Strangers & semen part 2

(This story is for entertainment purposes. Lana Lawrence doesn't condone illegal acts. Real life sexual encounters should be between consenting, kinky adults and thick nubbly vibrators. Don't forget to vote when you finish reading and[…]

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Mistress in red

`“So, tell me, what was it you wanted?” “Oh, you know,” said the slave, half-smiling. The Mistress smiled sweetly in reply. “Oh, no, that just won't cut it.” His snarky smile grew wider. /> Without[…]

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The hitchhiker

Mason Barnes squinted through his mud-streak, rain-soaked windshield. Despite the brutal rain and slushy falling snow, he could just make out the Panhandle Truckstop sign up ahead. For late winter in northern Texas, it sure[…]

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Cafe l'amour

Cafe L'Amour. What a stupid name for a coffee shop in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt. Ok, more like Northern Montana, but close enough. Either way, some fancy sounding French cafe had no place there,[…]

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