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Sharon And Me - Part 3

This is a little story about how I met with Sharon's best friend Daisy.

Daisy finally made it to Sharon's apartment and came right inside. She called out for her. Sharon responded that I was in the bedroom. Daisy walked in, and her eyes opened wide, and her jaw hit the floor. Sharon was tied down to the bed. There was whipped...

Pagan Sex God Messiah

Some men are so fucking hot that women break the rules. Tori just encountered one.

A song is simply a spell put to music. Music, itself, is a powerful, wordless incantation, a synergy of the heart, soul, and mind weaving itself around the lyrics, both of them empowering the other. It tugs at your essence, evoking powerful emotions and s...

The Unusual Spa Day

Sometimes unplanned adventures are the best kind

My job often requires me to travel across the country. When I am able, I like to stay at a hotel with a spa and enjoy a relaxing day as a way of de-stressing. Recently, I had to travel to Las Vegas, and on this particular trip, I built in an extra day wit...

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Eight Part One

Genevieve considers how she’ll crawl back from her addiction and the resulting depression.

Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny. I rolled over and pulled the covers over my head, not wanting to begin the seemingly endless journey back just yet. I could wait till afternoon to start my climb out of the bottomless sexual barrel I'd allowed mys...

The Edgewater Room Service

Waiting in the Hotel Room, room service was LUSH

I looked out the window. Rain. Again. Did it ever stop? I had been cooped up in the Edgewater Hotel on the water in Seattle for two days. I looked at the Juliette with French doors. There was no way I was going out there. This Florida girl had no interest...

Alex & Clémence - Showers and goosebumps

A late-night encounter wondering about her attraction to girls - or maybe just THAT girl?

"Clémence, could you come here for a second?" The words echo in my ears as I'm about to make my way to the gym lockers. "Sure, coach Julia, what is it?" I ask, joining her on the football field as my teammates make their way to the showers. "You seemed of...

Lonely Night in the Blue Parrot Café

Who might that secret creampie guest be?

David’s fingers were drumming nimbly on the thickly lacquered top of the mahogany table in the dim corner cafe. The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans mingled with the smell of rain coming in from the street under the ornate, antique parrot logo of the...

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The Perfect Stranger

A stranger becomes more…

She just walked up to me. I was shopping at a local sporting goods store when, out of nowhere, an attractive thirty-something blonde walked up to me. I had seen her when I entered the store, smiled, and said, "Hi." Then I went about my business. She was v...

Trad Wife: Dinner Date

With the cmaeras rolling, Mary Anne and Johnny enjoy a dinner date.

“Just ignore the cameras, tiger,” I purred. “Yes, like that! Harder. Mmm.” Jonathon Rock, millionaire and smut-peddler, had his face between my outstretched thighs. One of his hands was on the floor, balancing his body, and the other was thrusting in and...

Denim

Horny and uninhibited, a sexy road worker in blue jeans catches my eye

Sorry, guys, but the universe lied to you. Even worse, a lot of the women in your life, including your dear mother and spinster aunt, as well as several of your girlfriends, perpetuated the falsehood. The clothes do not make the man; they reveal him. How...

Trad Wife: Flat Tire

Mary Anne's vehicle has a problem and she handles more than her car

I may be a slutty fuck, but Johnny was an amazing lover, dedicated to bestowing multiple orgasms upon me. He was also quite kinky, roughly pounding me as I called myself a slut and other vile things. My immaculate home looked like ground zero after a torn...

Sex Bender: Part 1

When I'm in a mood, I crave constant, nasty, dirty, perverted sex.

I’m not merely a slut; that’s far too vanilla to describe me. I’m the sort of scandalous vixen that gets slut-shamed by major sluts. On top of that, I’m a natural redhead, complete with pale skin, extreme emotional swings, and infinite, volcanic passion t...