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Welcome to the Library. Our stories and full length novels, will take you back in time, to a place where calvary still ruled. Others will fill you with passion that will leave you breathless. Here you'll find hot and torrid romance, steamy sex and tales of lust, and it's not always politically correct. Maybe today the shrew doesn't get tamed. Delve into the erotic passions of your mind, indulge your imagination, and let us take you on a journey you will never forget. All these fantasies and more are here for
you to enjoy. Many stories are original, written just for Sssh. So dare
yourself to let go and release your inner inhibitions? |
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The Ghost with Auburn
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On One By Anonymous What do men fantasize about when they masturbate? "My mind became crystal clear and my imagery of her was complete. I circled my fingers around the shaft." |
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A Beautiful Dream By J. Parker The top of my cock rubs against the sensitive outer lips of your pussy, making you breath a little harder. The moisture from between your honeyed lips begins to lubricate my passage in. |
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Fantasy By Anonymous After about three minutes, during which time you pretend to be reading, I finally touch you. I slowly move down your arms with both hands -- very softly -- until I reach your... |
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| For Her Pleasure By Icer I gently pull the blouse up and over your head. And let it drop to the floor. My hands hold yours for a second our fingers intertwine like lost lovers that found each other. My lips start to kiss your neck... |
Suzanne's Shorts By Stevie Burns I stood up and grabbed her by the waist. “Shall we dance?” I didn’t know why the hell I was being such a clown, but she was just so fun I felt like I could do anything and it would be fine with her. |
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| Spring Morning By Chris Kendall Reaching out you take my semi-erect cock into you hand, taking in its smoothness as it slowly awakens. Stroking it very slowly, your head slides along my belly and your tongue reaches out and... |
How Alive By Sascha I often dreamt of watching while she masturbated. So sneaking into her room was a natural thing for me. I stood very quiet as she moaned, slowly turning her body... |
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| The Garden At Midnight By Anonymous She was nude except for flowers that just seemed to hang off her, blonde hair to her shoulders pulled back with a weave of flowers. The most beautiful face I had ever seen and a smile that made my knees weak... |
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