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I was lying in bed, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, when my mom's voice drifted into the room.
"Lily, sweetheart, it's time to wake up."...

I'm thinking about you. Thinking about how much I want you. I'm thinking about delicately wrapping my hand around your neck. Not too tight. I don't need to choke you. I just want to see the look in your eyes when you know I'm in control. I'd tie one of your arms to one bedpost and the other to another, and tease you until you're begging me to bury my face between your legs....

It was a Saturday afternoon in the girls hostel where Priya was in bed covered in her thick blanket, and wearing her floral nightgown. She was feeling all damp and sweaty, and her breathing not proper. She could feel some sense of fatigue and tiredness. She was feeling pretty weak altogether.
Meera was Priya's senior as well as her roommate who had just returned from the library. She was wearing a loose t-shirt and had changed into a pair of cotton shorts that ended near her mid thigh as she displayed he...

Often, self-pleasure (known as masturbation) may be the first sexual act that a person discovers when discovering their sexual desire in general. It is a sexual act that is enjoyable and sexually satisfying, and it is also easy to practice: it is a solo act that can be practiced without restrictions due to place, time, lack of a partner, or lack of preparation with great equipment....

THAI DREAMS

Warning: This is a story about the thriving sex businesses in Thailand. There are harsh scenes of activity not seen in the US. Everyone in this story is 18 or older and participating in these scenes with their own consent. However, they are harsher and sometimes brutal. If harsh sex with fetishes aren't your cup of tea, please don't read this. WARNING!...

Finally, she's in bed. Feeling every bit of the day in her bones. Fatigue lines her hips, her lower back, her calves -- a leg session right after an eight-hour shift can do that. Soft rain outside, lush, soothing. She pulls the covers up to her chin.
She should be falling asleep before her head hits the pillow. But instead, she's fidgeting, eyes darting around the fuzzy contours of the dark room. Soft green numerals of the alarm clock grinning at her cheekily: 1:41AM....

A short story of the time my ex-girlfriend showed up at my college apartment and challenged me to a sexual supremacy match (first to cum wins).
Realism Rating: 4 stars.
"Jamie" and I really did date for just under a year. I met her on a study-abroad trip my freshman year. We dated until spring semester of my sophomore year. We really did "play-wrestle" as a form of foreplay more than once. On one of those occasions, she pinned me down, sat on my face, and made me go down on her....

"There's nothing terribly hard about it," Kate explained. "We need an extra pair of hands more than anything. If you can change a few entries on a website, drive a van, fold clothes, and take a decent photograph then you're more than qualified to do the job."
Steve grunted an affirmative, trying to sound like he was paying attention. It wasn't that he wasn't interested in what Kate had to say. She was outlining the path to a shared future with herself and Alice after all. It was just that after ten minut...

Daddy has declared that he's taking me on a date today. We live in a small, rural town and there's not a whole lot to do here so I'm assuming we're going to one of the larger cities nearby. I'm not wearing anything fancy (we're not fancy kind of people), just a crop top, jeans and birkenstocks. Daddy said I look presentable enough so I don't change before we go....

He hasn't given me a single direction in what feels like an eternity. Life got in the way, for both of us. Sure, we talk, but not about our previous dynamic, our conversations going much deeper and actually taking far more time than they ever did before. All the while I've grown more than a little fond of Him as we've gotten to really know one another. Still, I miss our play sessions, though I don't expect them anymore....

The Retreat
Chapter 6
Sara woke feeling rested and energetic. She was alone when she woke up, but it didn't bother her as much as she thought it would. She went to the bathroom, vaguely wondering where Gail was, and began preparing for the day. Her image reflecting in the mirror wasn't as haggard as it was yesterday. She still looked a bit tired, but she did just wake up after all. She made a goofy face, crossing her eyes and sticking out her tongue, and laughed at the silliness of it all. She certain...

I cannot resist a challenge, it seems, even when I know I will lose. But I had beaten her at three games today already, which to be fair, was a complete fluke as I barely understood the rules to 'Moose Moose Elk Goose' - which made her particularly annoyed as she had invented it. So when she suggested to me that perhaps there was one game she would beat me at, I was already feeling confident about my chances....

Number two opened the door of the vintage Rolls Royce. It was silver, with an impeccable white interior, chrome plated front console, and a working cassette player, which gave Varla a little surge of happiness to use. She had a small box of cassettes on the seat next to her, and selected one. Number two put the tape in, and it began to play when he pulled out of the garage....

Carnival of Cruelty
The night was thick with darkness, and the rental room in the urban village stank of sweat, tobacco, and cheap perfume. After their first round of fucking, Eric--now going by Erica--lay sprawled out on the beat-up mattress, her wig all crooked, her bright red lipstick-smeared lips gasping for air. The migrant worker john propped himself against the headboard, his calloused hands lighting up a cheap cigarette, smoke drifting up under the shitty yellow light. His eyes still raked over E...

It's quiet in my kitchen, since everyone shot off like a rocket to whatever the hell they do all evening as soon as it began to look like work in here. I really don't mind though, as it's some of the only peaceful time I get to let my mind wander. The steady rush of the steamy water lulls me as I fill the sink, and I begin to breathe, feeling some of the day's tension leave my neck and shoulders....

The Duke sighed as he enjoyed his morning coffee his courtesan in training waited demurely by his side for his instructions. The Duke made a flick of his hand. The courtesan snapped into a kneeling position before him. She wasn't wearing a boring old maids gown she was wearing a courtesans dress of fine red and gold. Which matched nicely with her red hair. She was a vassal the daughter of an Earl. It was traditional for nobles to send their more beautiful daughters to each other for service. During that tim...

"See you tonight, Jake," my mom called, her heels clacking on the hardwood as she smoothed her blazer in the hall mirror. She was a fucking goddess--43, but built like a porn star begging to be unleashed. Her navy pencil skirt gripped her wide hips, the back slit flashing meaty thighs that jiggled with every step, and her white blouse was a battlefield, buttons straining against her monstrous tits, threatening to pop and spill her flesh for the world to drool over. She managed some MNC, all corporate queen ...

CHAPTER 2 -- Saturday Chores
Brandon woke Saturday morning to sunlight streaming in his window. After watching a few episodes of Expanse the night before with his mother, he played some video games then lay in bed formulating his seduction plans before falling asleep. After dragging himself out of bed, he stared in the mirror, wondering if he should wear anything special today. He was 5 feet 11 inches tall, with a thin but wiry build. He was fairly hairless and hated he couldn't grow any decent facial ha...

Samantha, Sam, is my wife's sister and has such a hot body that it's hard to not admire it every time she passes by. She is younger than me, slender with long legs, probably a c cup tits that are usually moving around freely beneath her shirt and she always wears a nose ring. She flirts with me spontaneously when no one else is around, but stops quickly as she regains control of her lust and continues to act the devoted loving wife when others are around....

First, everyone in this story is over 18 years of age. my name is Rob and 3 years ago I retired from my Senior VP of Sales position with a Fortune 500 company. I am widowed my wife died in a terrible car accident four years ago. It was so sudden I wanted to enjoy life more and not work in the corporate atmosphere anymore. However, I always wanted to build a great sales database much like Sales Force but more user-friendly and AI upgrades. Six months ago, I signed my first 2 companies to my software. After f...

Sister: Chapter Six
As I'm fucking her, I see her eye's looking at the trucker, but she was still fucking like crazy and giving him a good show.  I knew she was really excited about all this due to her screaming out, "Fuck me!" and feeling her cumming on my cock a few times. I felt nervous fucking her there, and then with him watching us, but damn, I needed to fuck her good!...

"But I don't want to stay with her; I want to live on campus."
The argument had been raging for half an hour but had got nowhere; both sides entrenched in their positions. On the one side, Jenny Archer, 18 years old and starting soon at the University of Sussex in Brighton. On the other side, Cheryl Archer, Jenny's 40 year old mother....

After a single mother loses her job, she accepts a position as a live-in housekeeper for a wealthy man with an unusual requirement: she and her daughter must engage in sexual relationships with him and each other. Narrated by the daughter, this story explores mother-daughter incest, as well as heterosexual and lesbian sex. All characters are 18 or older....

No characters (both humans and non-humans) are below the age of consent.
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Aritimi's party was the last thing Zara wanted to do this Saturday, but she heard that others from the course would be there as well. So, maybe it won't be too bad if at least she'd be surrounded by familiar faces....

If you have stumbled upon this story its the third in the series. The first explains how I got to where I am now. The first being just my porn searches for Black Femdom. This is On going training by my Black Queen Gemini.
Slowly I woke up & look around my room. To my surprise the light is on. I am laying down on a bed with all my limbs tied to each bed post. Facing upwards I can feel the material under my naked body. It's s like some satin waterproof sheeting. To my dismay my Cock is still in its cock ca...

Can begged, saying, "I beg you, Faika Hanım, get me out of here, if you want money, I'll give you money, if you want a business, I'll give you the business, but please get me out of here." Your feet and shoes are so dirty, she said, and then she got slapped. She put a ball in her mouth and prevented him from talking. She crushed his penis with her ballerina. Faika Hanım started talking and said, "Now Mr. Can, you're mine, you'll get used to it. I don't need your money or your business, I have very good plan...

Chapter 6: The Many Torments of Kelly Gray

Kelly Gray had always been a socially awkward girl, and other girls took advantage of that. Girls belittled and mocked her, behind her back and sometimes in front of it. She had few friends in High School, but hoped that college life would be different. People would be more mature in Wintergreen College, more sophisticated, so she reasoned....

I pulled into the parking lot of my favorite hiking trail about an hour before dusk. Thinking I'd be alone, I was a little disappointed to see another car parked in the small lot. A blue Jeep with the doors off and big mud tires.
No matter, this trail has access to several miles of trails and acres and acres of woodland, so my chances of bumping into whoever the car belonged to were slim save for the first quarter mile before the trail head forked off. Or so I thought....

This is a story/series that's in a poetic/freestyle prose format.
It's set in the Red Room universe. In a way it's a sequel to The Red Room Chronicles. If you haven't checked it out you might want to, so you get a better idea of what's going on.
The story takes place a year after Lilith and her step son make love. They eventually started a relationship. After they made love the mysterious Red Room never came back... until now......

Context: Trevor is beginning to explore his desire for piss. He has booked a run-down motel for the weekend to experiment.
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Finally arriving at the motel he had booked, Trevor had fully come to accept that he was badly turned on by pissing. Wetting himself in the parking lot had felt phenomenal, if a bit embarrassing. He wasn't keen to repeat the involuntary public pissing -- he had simply misjudged his capacity there -- but he had loved the feeling of to...