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"Hey, Calista. Have you corrupted that human yet?"
Calista froze as her name was called. As a succubus, it was her job to pervert humanity and corrupt humans to demonic temptation. However, the query made her thoughts freeze up. She had no easy answer to give.
"I'm afraid not. I'm still working on corrupting the human." Calista turned around to face the one to question her, Azura....

I was truly at home again, fully reconnected with my son in the present, supported by great memories and what probable reality lay ahead. For this night, Zach and Victoria were well-spent. Only I needed to unload so sleep could take over, likely with an incredible dream world for each of us. "Turn the fuck over son," I commanded. "Raise that butt up, your dad needs to faggot-fuck you fast and hard." He turned over, and as always he pulled his butt cheeks apart, open and ready. I mounted him in one rough dom...

I used to think we were normal. Safe, even.
We weren't exactly sexual trailblazers when we tied the knot. I'd had one very brief -- and let's just say not exactly fireworks-worthy -- encounter with a guy I dated for a few months. Archie had a handful of flings under his belt, but most were more "hello and goodbye" than "once upon a time."...

Katie's story
Scene 1.
This morning you got up feeling anxious. There is this female colleague in the office who has been eying you for a couple of days now. Beth is her name. At first you felt uneasy about it, but since yesterday she is under your skin, and you want to make a move. So, standing in front of your closet full of possible ensembles you ask yourself what kind of impression you want to make. Do you want to take the initiative and impress her with your strength? Or rather be the shy colleag...

Sometimes it Does - Chapter 2
My first thoughts as I woke up that next morning were of everything Elizabeth and I had done the night before and I was immediately happy. But that only lasted for a few seconds. Then I realized I was alone. Well, I was tired and the amount of light in the room told me it was already late. No big deal, right?...

THE DORMMATE
Beginning of Part 1
I fucking hate college.
These will be the best years of your life! God I certainly hope not. I'm 20 and miserable. I've never considered myself such a negative person, but a pretty messy breakup pretty much sabotaged my entire reality, and honestly left me in a position I truly hated....

4th Chapter to the Series: Leslie Lustful Ladies
Chapter 1:
Leslie and her roommate Madison are in their dorm room on the first night of Thanksgiving break.
In Madison's quest to find out if her boyfriend is texting other women, Leslie comes across Madison's sexual secret. She is a submissive slut....

What was starting university still half in lockdown like? Well, my grades were solid, I was bored out of my skull, and I masturbated a lot.
It would be fair to say that I felt a little cheated; I had envisaged the start of life as a fresher as being wild. I would finally be away for the first time in my life from the severe, disapproving glare of my parents. They would have blown their collective fuse had they got wind during my sixth-form days of a boy within striking distance of my bedroom, and I was f...

Fiend in the shadow.
It was one of those alleyways that seemed to attract trouble like moths to a flame. Dim, reeking of old trash and cigarette ash, echoing with the nervous scuffle of worn shoes and occasional cries for help.
Azure Fox dropped down from the fire escape with a smooth, practiced grace, the shadow of her body slicing through the moonlight as she landed behind the muggers. Her white boots hit the concrete with a sharp THUD--loud enough to make the two thugs turn mid-threat....

Ooh Boy Last Christmas chapter 2
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Author's note: This was only supposed to be one piece but I got requests to follow on. Enjoy!
Chapter Two:
I needed Jeanne so bad as Christmas morning loomed, sleeping in, coffee and rolls in the morning, a walk around Capitol Hill, it was Seattle's LGBTQ district, not exclusively, it's where my great grandfather and great great grandfather and grandmother lived and Daddy said there were queers and lesbians then in the 60s ...

Hi everyone and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Remember it is written to arouse and get you horny, I'm not trying to win The Booker prize here. So yeah, enjoy. And let me know what you think in the comments. X Saige.
Olivia stood in her bedroom about to explode with the emotional whirlwind happening inside her. She was more aroused than she had ever been in her 42 years. The week since Olivia had hatched this plan had been long, each exciting...

This series is a sequel to the earlier work "Riding With Dirty Girls." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but to fully enjoy the story you really need to read Dirty Girls first.
This is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy. The culture around world-class women's cycling probably isn't a hotbed of lesbian lust, but wouldn't it be fun if it were?...

It had been such a long day. A long wet, gloomy and all-round depressive day, so all Rose Meadows wanted to do was get home, eat some frozen pizza and sleep for about ten years. She had about a million things she should probably do, like wash the dishes, tidy up the place or even do even a little bit of the final project she had to complete her GED, but it wasn't happening. Definitely not today and probably not tomorrow either considering the tiredness could be felt in her bones....

The next morning around 8, Jane and I both woke up at the same time, still in each others arms. She moved her face and lips toward mine and gave me the most loving kiss that I have ever had. Her lips were warm on mine, and I could still smell the aroma of my pussy juice on her face. I do love my aroma!!! Without much effort we both found ourselves grinding against each other with her on top of me and our legs straddling each other grinding our own pussy against each others thighs. We kissed passionately, fr...

This one was hard to place in a category. It is technically a Lesbian story but it also has a lot of straight sex in it. And some non-con. So if that is a problem I am sorry, I honestly didn't know where to put it.
It also means I am back to my normal rough sex, so again, if that is not your thing, please read something else....

Jean fumbled with her purse nervously. She didn't actually need anything inside it, but sitting inactive was making her feel as if she would explode. The pretty young receptionist smiled at her reassuringly. "I'm sure Dr. Crane will be with you in just a moment, Mrs. Harris," she said.
Jean nodded and replied with a tight smile, shifting in her seat. For what seemed the hundredth time, she considered just walking out. There wasn't, strictly speaking, anything at all wrong with her. She told herself that ...

Woonsocket, 2037
Carina Marie Delvecchio had been in this godforsaken corporate conference room for forty minutes, and already she wanted to set herself on fire.
The presentation droned on--a powerfully uninspired man in a suit clicking through holograms that might as well have been a CIA torture device. On her iRIS, she watched cat videos and lesbian porn clips....

It started when your eyes flicked up to mine, then back to your handheld game, then back up to mine, staying there. You smile slightly, coquettishly, and ask, "Are you getting ideas?"
I chuckle at that. "Yes, I am," I reply. I brush the hair out of your eyes. I lean closer, tilt your head up further with two fingers on your chin. "I think I want to play you the way you're playing that game. And I want you to call me mistress."...

We had finally finished Basic Training and I was on my way to Fort Hood in Texas. Amy was on her way to a base up north. We were both going to miss each other a lot, but were going to keep in touch via email and cell phone.
My Massage Therapist school fell under the Physical Therapy Course. However, the Physical Therapist School was a three year course, and the Massage Therapist portion lasted only a few weeks. Once I arrived at Fort Hood, I was assigned to a Student Company. I was assigned to F Company ...

Author's Disclaimer: All characters depicted are over 18, etc., etc. Enjoy!
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I started looking around the goth-themed clothing shop with some excitement. This was much more my vibe than those old stoggy business suits and anchor-woman clothes. After a minute of perusing the racks, I began wondering where my aunt had gone. Wasn't she right behind me?...

Part I
The dewy night air made her skin tingle, making her feel even sexier than she looked. She didn't even need to look in a mirror. The looks from passersby and the other attendees walking in to the soiree being held at Cape Town's most luxurious hotel was confirmation enough to Queen that she nailed this part of her assignment. In a land that birthed human creation and ideal feminine forms like Nefertiti and Cleopatra, Queen, that was her real name, really stood out. The gorgeous 33 year old South Af...

[Author's note: This is part one of a series about a sex therapist that likes to join in with her clients. It's pure fantasy - but wouldn't that be wonderful if it were true! Enjoy!]
Keith took my hand as we walked down the hallway. It was a subtle gesture, but meaningful. It was the first physical touch we'd had in months....

To anyone that usually reads my stories.
This one has no rough sex, no non-con, none of the usual stuff you are used to. It is just a lesbian love story, with some sex.
Hope you like it. I do.
Everyone in this story is 18 or over.
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I fell in love the first time I saw her....

The next day, Karen deliberately wore a pair of sexy navy blue heels, short skirt and white sheer stockings. She would never usually have considered wearing an outfit like this to work but she found herself wanting to please Alex. Something inside her craved Alex's approval.
Karen sat at her desk, the click of her own heels punctuating the silence as she dipped her feet in and out of her shoes. She'd chosen a pair of classic navy blue heels that weren't the most comfortable but they had a short vamp that...

Lorynne's alabaster skin is coated, head to toe, in green slime. She pulls herself up over the stony lip of the well, and rolls onto the floor of the Yawning Portal tavern, while patrons and fellow adventurers chatter around her. She stares up at the ceiling with red, pupil-less eyes and tries not to think on the previous twenty-four hours. The sound of boots on hardwood tells her someone is approaching, and she tilts her head to look up at Kelt, a barbarian from Baldur's Gate, grinning down at her....

Please read part 1 before continuing.
Angie jumped at the sharp ring of her phone, her heart skipping a beat. She fumbled for it on the nightstand, her fingers racing around before she finally grabbed it. Allen's name flashed on the screen. She hesitated, her heart starting to race. Oh my god, I can't answer him now--not lying here naked and not after.. She set the phone down, deciding to call him back later....

The water was hot as it ran off the dirty plate, making a splashing sound as it landed in the sink's basin. Colette and Steve had just finished dinner and it was clean-up time. With a brand new guitar the topic of dinner, Colette honestly was looking forward to learning how to play. She was thinking about this as she washed the dishes, but she was also thinking about a lot more....

Six months later.
Bishop Dutch had left the diocese. He had faced a group of irate cardinals in Rome who had sent him to a Carmelite headquarters to be introduced to "mortification of the flesh". He was clothed in a metal and goatskin hair shirt and wore on one leg the metal celice, which dug into the flesh of his thigh suspended from an elastic belt. To symbolise the suffering of Christ for three hours a day he was walked into the gardens of the large estate by his confessor. From there he was sent for ...

Luisa
The faint hum of the engines provided the soundtrack for Luisa as she leaned back in the wide leather seat, her bare feet nestling into the soft wool of the blanket the flight attendant had given her.
It wasn't her first time flying business class, but it was her first time doing it long haul and Luisa had settled into it as if she belonged there. She turned her head slightly and watched Amy beside her, bathed in the soft overhead light, reading something on her tablet, a faint smile playing on ...

19


SHOWERS WASH ALL SINS AWAY

Kelly followed the young man into the room, and her cunt was dripping like a September honeycomb. The stain coated the inside of her thighs and reached her knees. The bed was a four-post queen, and Liam sat on it. He looked like he was trying to decide what to do next. Kelly stood before him and ran her hands up her body, stopping to pinch her swollen nipples. She wasn't trying to turn Liam on; she needed to maul and twist the sensitive nubs. The man sat there...