It started with a group chat and a stupid emoji.
Lana was training in cosmetology, and I guess she needed practice hours or something -- she posted:
"Need a warm male body, semi-hairy. Free wax, zero judgment ????"
I replied "lol," just that. She answered in under ten seconds:
"That's not a no."...

Another sexy request in the Let's Play a Game series.
Here's what I got:
Location: Public bar
Scene: sadistic
Keywords: Dd/lg, Degradation, Sharing, Punishment
Just a no hold barred free use gangbang.


Free-Use Bar Toy by FriendlySadistNZ









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Yes, I've got it! Following a gruelling day of interviews, tests and people trying to catch me out I have the promotion. The youngest in this managerial position the company has ever had and I've worked bloody hard to get it.
Of course there has to be a down side, I have to move to Cambridge, there is nothing wrong with Cambridge in fact a lot right with it but accommodation prices are sky high. So high that my pay rise will be swallowed up....

Young and ambitious Chloe goes down the rabbit hole of Chasticorp, a company selling high-tech chastity products for women. This sci-fi tale is inspired by the old Chasti Permalock stories, but much more lighthearted.
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Chapter 1
Chloe stood behind the counter of the food truck. Quarter past noon, rush hour. It was scorching hot right next to the deep fryer, and her sweaty shirt clung to her skin. She was taking orders, handing out food and drinks, working through the long line that always formed a...

Nabeela woke the next morning fresh but a little sore, feeling a little hollow, it wasn't till she was in the bathroom that she realised. The reason she was feeling hollow and something was missing, she didn't have buttplug in, for some reason it felt strange not to be wearing it. She finished her shower and thought she would go and wake Daddy. Sneaking into his room quietly, she saw that Daddy was not alone. Stella was asleep with him in the bed. She crept back out just as quietly and headed downstairs....

It had been five months since I moved in with Jess and Maya, and in that time, I'd learned a few things.
Jess, the bubbly blonde with a laugh that could turn heads across a bar, liked to walk around the flat in gym shorts that rode high and oversized tops that clung in just the right places when she stretched. She was the kind of woman who leaned against you in the kitchen for no reason, sat on your bed to borrow a charger, or shared a bottle of wine and got just a bit too close on the sofa. Always playf...

Sally and her Mistresses 03

Thank you for opening this story, and a special thanks to those who have read the first two parts. In this instalment the cast remains very small, as Sally, Maude and Mikaela develop their relationship. Although it is still consensual, there is an increasing sense that Sally has no clear idea of what awaits her, so I make no apology, this time, for putting the story in the "non-con" category. We will go further- I hope together- in part four....

BUY ONE, GET ONE FREE
As my eyes slowly opened, and my body returned into the condition of full consciousness, I became aware that all was not well. For I was lying upon a bed, one that was definitely not my own. For one thing since when had I bought and possessed a bedsheet made from the purest shimming satin, as was the one that I currently residing upon, delighting upon its delightful feel against the skin of my body? However, it was when I tried to rise, with the intention of leaving this strange, if...

All characters are consenting 18+ adults
Chloe yelped in surprise and cried out as she felt her Mistress's hand come down on her butt harshly. She tried to pull on her restraints but found each of her wrists and ankles locked securely into place. The newest addition to Michael and Olivia's spare room which they had now named 'The puppy's room' was a large black spanking bench. That was what Chloe found herself bent over now. It had a simple black design and pushed her butt high up into the air, making it...

It wasn't unusual for my mother-in-law, Blair, to ask just me over to her house for my opinion on work that she needs done at her house. I love how much affection and respect my wife, Buffy, has for her mother. I feel that not only does her strong relationship make Buffy a great mother for our two children, but also makes her a great wife. And the fact that Blair was super sexy, even in comparison with women much younger, was an additional reason I wanted to be with her. Oh, it will be easier for me to tell...

"So, what time are you guys leaving?" my sister Jenny asked as we all sat around the breakfast table.
Mom rolled her eyes, "for the third time Jenny, we'll be leaving around 1pm and be back late tomorrow evening. I hope you're not planning some wild party while we're away. Should I ask Mrs O'Driscall to come round to babysit you again?"...

**This is part two of a series that begins with "My Day With Kelly and Noel." Please give that a read if you haven't already, and thanks for reading!**
Let me tell you something: car accidents suck. Zero out of ten, would not recommend. Thankfully mine wasn't as bad as it could have been. My car was totaled and I got pretty banged up, but nothing broken and I lived to tell the tale. Despite all the suck that comes with being in an accident, mine actually led to a very interesting series of events, which ...

The Quality of Mercy, Second Story
The Affair of the Vanishing Vicar
Chapter One
It was a pleasant summer's evening and I was sitting in my favorite armchair I had turned to face the garden at the rear of my mews house in Chelsea, a significant addition to the property given the scarcity of land available for cultivation in central London. My house has been designed with a set of doors that open onto a patio area then into the green and pleasant plot in which I had planted roses, their seductive fr...

Three lives turned upside down in just one year. There were more affected, but these three, experienced a change none of them expected. One year. That's all it took. It was a time of upheaval in their lives and it brought about drastic changes.
The first year was tragic and painful, that set the wheels in motion, which led to the most unlikely series of events....

????️ FILE RECORD: SUBJECT CRACKED UNDER EXCESSIVE PUSSY PLEASURE — FULL SYSTEM OVERRIDE — TEARS LOGGED DURING CUM EVENT
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????️ TITLE: “This Pussy’s Gonna Make Me Cry”
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Fuck.
I said I’d last.
I said I could take it.
I said I’d *own* this pussy.
But goddamn baby—
This pussy’s gonna make me fucking cry....

A few weeks have passed since the previous chapter. Mom and I had spent a few days in Sète, in the south of France. We were hoping to take advantage of the early summer days to help my mother rebuild her life. She was divorcing my father, and it was an extremely painful experience for her. She had married him at a young age and never really had an adult life on her own. She had recently shared with me her concerns about her sexuality, or rather its absence. And since I have some experience in that domain, a...

*Thank you to everyone who has been enjoying the story so far. A little disclaimer for this chapter. It contains the topic of attempted suicide. If that is something you can't handle, I understand. *
The sharp buzz of her phone alarm stirred Violet from sleep. She groaned as she blindly reached out, her fingers grazing the cool sheets on her bed before finding her phone on the nightstand. As she silenced the alarm, the quiet returned, except for the steady thrum of her heart which was already awake befor...

I looked forward to this weekend because I hired a prostitute. This was my first time doing something like this. A coworker provided the details and contact information. Her name is Temptress. She is African American, just the type I like. Upon viewing her profile, she was exactly what I preferred. Everything from her ethnicity to her body type. Our arrangement took place in a hotel of my choosing. In the notes I left instructions for her to do before my arrival. I wanted her naked lying on her stomach. I a...

Trish positioned herself up on the arm rest again and wiggled her toes. "Now I want you to really get in there, make me laugh really hard."
Looking a bit shocked, she wasn't expecting her mom to be so into this. Sam thought that this was going to be it. She wasn't sure about this. However she hadn't seen her mom smile like that in a long time and tickling her was actually kinda fun and this was making her feel better....

Carla and I were driving down to Southern Italy and stopped in Como for the night at a beautiful Airbnb in a small square on the north west slope, away from the lakeside tourist traps. It had been a long drive over the Alps and Carla had been teasing me as we drove down!
As we left our B and B in the Champagne region, she set up her Lovense to get maximum enjoyment on the trip! The weather was forecast to be hot in Como, so a short denim dress that buttoned up the front was in order and hot pink 12cm hee...

Prisoners of Passion
Part 6
Once again, Puppy and Kitty were wandering about the prison during their free time, looking for a way to have some fun. They were in a bit more of a trance than usual, due to having missed their orgasm yesterday.
"Kitty... I'm so horny... I wanna do something fun...!"...

Andrea was a latina wife in her thirties that was tired of her monotonous life in Florida with her husband. She would take care of him daily and wait alone as he went to work. She needed more than the common routine he was willing to give her and felt like she was missing out. It took some years of marriage but finally, sex also became standard and boring, and then after some more time, it disappeared, leaving her frustrated and needy since she was still young and eager to explore her sexuality....

My girlfriend Evelyn loves watching a fight between two males. And she's seen plenty. But she's never seen a belly punch. And that's what she longs to see. She knows it's embarrassing to lose that way, and she finds that so very hot. I told her it is, indeed, the most embarrassing way to lose a fight. The worse part is facing your girlfriend afterwards....

It's been 6 weeks since Dae has been at this college; 6 weeks of unnecessary lectures, 6 weeks of school work, 6 weeks of hearing everyone going to frat parties to get drunk, even though they are already about to drop out.
6 weeks with that damn girl.
Dae is currently taking a different path than normal for his class. He hopes that by going the long way round he can avoid her. Sure, they have the same morning class, but at least she can't see him in the hallway....

I wasn't even nervous at first. It was just a student wellness program -- they sent out emails about it every two weeks. Free 30-minute massages, sign up online. I figured why not. Midterms were frying my back, and the signup sheet still had open slots. I didn't think it'd be weird.
The room was warm. Dim yellow light. Plants in the corners. A white noise machine in the background. The table in the center was clean and padded, draped with a folded towel and a soft sheet. Everything smelled like eucalyptu...

I wasn't trying to be weird. I just didn't want to walk all the way back up three floors in wet underwear. It was past midnight, the laundry room was empty, and the basement hallway lights had already dimmed into that flickering half-dead buzz that always made the whole floor feel abandoned. I figured I'd do it fast: grab the warm stuff from the dryer, toss my wet boxers in the basket, and pull on a clean pair right there in the corner....

It should've taken ten seconds. One hand on the bar, one on the post, swing the leg, push off, drop down, move on. I'd done it a dozen times. But this time, my foot slipped. My thigh dragged, the metal bit into my jeans, and before I could react, the elastic of my underwear caught on one of the fence's top spikes. Not snagged -- fucking impaled....

Liberté, Égalité, Nudité - NUDE DAY 2025
Prologue: The Storm and the Skin
There are revolutions, and then there are revelations. The former come with banners and blood; the latter, with breath and bare skin. Paris has seen both. Often in the same century. Sometimes in the same bed.
On July 14, 1789, a mob of Parisians--armed with kitchen knives, printing presses, and righteous thirst--stormed the Bastille. The fortress-prison had only seven inmates left (four forgers, two lunatics, and a disgraced ...

Wednesday morning came too soon. We talked and fondled until late, so I was sleepy when Jen's phone beeped. We stayed a few minutes more in bed, hugging, and getting ready to put some feet on the floor. Then Rosie went for the shower, and I went to the kitchen to nuke a few buns in the microwave as we had forgotten to take them out in the evening to thaw. On my way to the bathroom, I saw our toys from the previous evening scattered all over the living room floor. I picked them up and tossed them on the bed ...

Adam:
I couldn't tell you what my emotions were, or what I was thinking when I drove to the gym where Josh worked. My conversation with Mike was better than expected, it was a relief to be on talking terms with him again, still a long way to heal the damage, but it was a start. That conversation was the encouragement I needed to go ahead and find Josh, and talk to him face to face after our fall out....