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Married Harry in “Barista Bang!”

Harold, or Harry to his friends, was a pretty normal middle-aged guy living in a small town in Nebraska. He had a family, a regular job at City Hall that didn’t bring him into the public’s eye, and a pretty wife named Diane that he’d been faithful to for the last twenty-one years of his life. Harry never gave any thought to the idea of a mid-life crisis, yet he had recently bought a used little convertible and found his eye was straying to young women more frequently than it used to. Even then, when Diane and he got together with their neighbors and shared a bucket of margaritas on a Saturday night, they might kid around about a mid-life crisis, but really none of them even knew what a mid-life crisis was supposed to …

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Trafficked Love Ch. 11

Chapter Eleven: Misplaced Trust What the bloody hell was this guy doing here? Who was he? What the hell was Dante planning? Was this some sick turn of events? Did they expect her to do stuff with the both of them? This was never discussed. This was never arranged. Was the dress Dante bought her, something to bribe her into doing them both? What the fuck was going on!? Angel was frozen in her tracks. She was mortified that there was another man, someone she had never met, in the apartment. The shock was clear on her face. The stranger seemed to be as equally shocked. Dante stood, his movement broke the stranger’s gaze, but Angel’s eyes were still locked on the man. “Angel,” Dante started “this is a friend of mine, John. John, this …

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The Pet Palace Sex Club

Alice stepped into the club, the door shutting behind her with a soft hiss that made the silence of the lobby feel heavier. The space was too bright, too sterile. Polished white tiles underfoot, potted plants standing like guards along the walls, and a faint floral scent that felt oddly out of place for a house of pleasure. It reminded her of a doctor’s office more than a sanctuary of sex, and the thought made her pulse quicken with second-guessing. A long corridor stretched past the lobby, doors lining either side like the sterile rooms of a clinic. Behind the front desk sat a woman who looked like she had been in the job far too long to be impressed by anything. Her hair was piled high in a messy blonde bun, dark roots showing. …

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Implanted

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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Across Eternity: Book 3 – Chapter 3

Divine Fury “Move it, cadets! If it were up to me, you’d be carrying water up mountain steps!” It was the morning of the second day, first light, and the cadets had been roused from sleep by the sound of trumpets. Around and around they went, running laps under the watchful eye of Sir Kiev. When they first started, most cadets, still drunk on the bliss of sleep, shambled like zombies for the first half lap. Soon enough, the adrenaline perked them up like a hard slap across the face. Noah was used to this kind of routine and tried to appreciate it. It was a cool morning, pleasant, one best enjoyed before the sun erased the dew and devoured all shade. That said, he was enjoying it from the back of the crowd, where …

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Prostitute Made

From what was a fantasy became reality for me, in doing so I lost everything, my home, job and family. I now live in a bedsit in the red-light district and now have nothing not even my self respect. I did the street walking at first being new and a bit younger I could still get a few customers but now I have to rely on more extreme ways to earn my money. It used to be so easy before just walking the street for several hours getting a reasonable amount of money to pay my pimp and having a little for myself. He would beat me when I didn’t ‘pay my way’ and threatened to ‘sell’ me to someone else if I didn’t work harder and longer. I told him I would do anything …

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Border Crossing_(0)

This all happened when we were juniors at Wayne State in Detroit. Looking back, the event that planted the seed occurred when a senior we knew was arrested — for prostitution! Sheila always dressed a bit slutty, but nobody guessed she was making money that way. Of course, when the story broke, we were able to find Sheila’s ad on a porn site – “Fantasy Date 20 In/Out.” Her face was blurred out, but it was her, for sure. Nice tits! Unfortunately, one of her admirers was a cop. This created quite a stir – we all were talking about it. Two themes emerged when my two suite mates and I had enough to drink to get really excited talking about it. First was the curiosity factor – we wondered what it was like to …

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The Rogue’s Harem Book 1, Chapter 11: Virgin’s Oral Fun

The Rogue’s Harem Book One: Rogue’s Sultry Harem Part Eleven: Virgin’s Oral Fun By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this. Chapter Thirty-One: Selling the Bedmaid Princess Ava – Echur Castle, the Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch “Mmm, you just look scrumptious,” I told my bedmaid Greta outside of Shevoin’s room. “He’s going to eat you up.” “That’s the plan,” Greta said, the nineteen-year-old’s face pink. Her blonde pigtails danced across her shoulders as she trembled. Her blue eyes twinkled. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked her. “My princess, I gave you my cherry,” the girl moaned, shifting in her silk slip, her nipples hard against it. I wore a similar slip, clinging to my slim body. “And this was my idea.” …

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Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure Letter the First – Part 1

During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, dairies and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must read for all erotica lovers. I am sharing them on this site, Enjoy ——————– MEMOIRS OF A Woman of Pleasure. Letter the First – Part 1 Madam, I SIT down to give you an undeniable proof of my considering your desires as in dispensible orders: ungracious then as the task may be, I shall recall to view those scandalous stages of my life, out of which I emerg’d at length, to the enjoyment …

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Latin maid made my day

After dressed again, Calvin went back down to floor three and went into his room in his apartment. Flopping onto his bed and turning on the TV to watch Comedy Central Presents, he turned on Seinfeld. Immediately he changed the channel and got to Gabriel Iglesias. Calvin got naked because he loved to sleep naked. He was walking around his apartment room bare butt and staring out the window at the NYC lights. As he was thinking to himself, “I have had a long day,” he heard the door open behind him. “What?” He said. “Oh I am sorry Mr. Knight”, said the maid. “I will come back tomorrow.” “ No it’s okay Julie, stay and sit down.” “ But sir, you are….” “I know I’m naked,” said Calvin, “just sit down. Want a drink” …

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Saint Nicholas School of Whores- prologue

Disclaimer This is simply the prologue for an idea that I think would make a good story. The feedback will decide whether or not I pursue this further. There will not be much sex or action in this chapter, but if more chapters are requested they will be considerably more graphic. I’ve tried to write what I feel would be something that could, in a very crazy world, actually happen. If you enjoy and would like to read more please leave a comment. [b]The Saint Nicholas school of whores Benjamin White stood in front of his tall office window looking out over the quiet field full of balding trees and leaves blowing in the wind. He often finds himself standing at this window wondering how he ended up here and how drastically the world has …

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Private Dick – Best Job Ever – chapter 2

– The breath lozenge tasted like wintergreen and desperation – the kind of flavor that makes you acutely aware of your own grime. Gwen’s nose wrinkled slightly, but her smirk never wavered. She just patted my cheek like I was a misbehaving dog she found charming. “Hop in, hero,” she purred, sliding into the driver’s seat with the practiced ease of someone who’d spent too much time in cars worth more than houses. The leather groaned under me as I climbed in, still half-convinced it was a hallucination brought on by bad dumpster food. After a satisfying greasy cheeseburger, we stopped at a gas station. She ordered, “Fill her with premium. I’ll get condoms.” Once we climbed back in, she pressed “Inizio”, the start button. The quad-turbo V16 engine snarled to life again. “You’re staring …

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Getting wild at a friends house Day 2

Day 2 They woke up. I was till tied up to the coffe table with a banana inside my ass. I slept some hours, always having nightmares. The first one to wake up was Dani. He came near me , laugh , spited, and said ” Good Morning Bitch” James did next , came near me and spited on me too, they all did it. Then after waking up, they untied me and took off the banana out of my ass. “Lick It” they said, i did so. “Now go make breakfast bitch, i want cereals”- i got up and went to make cereals. I retunred with everything, and i only saw table for 5. “Come here” I got near james, and he puted a leash on me, “For now on , u always wear …

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Private Dick – Best Job Ever – chapter 1

= I wondered what the fuck the absurdly hot thirty-something blonde was doing, parking a brand-new gold Lamborghini under an overpass in the worst part of town, in one of the worst cities in the country. Maybe one of the worst in the world. She was obviously a rich bitch trophy wife, with thumb-sized jeweled earrings dangling from beneath her long and curly fake honey-colored hair. A gold necklace with a ruby big as a grape dangled down between the fake melon tits in her lowcut black and white mini-dress. Gold rings with large gems adorned half her fingers. Her smooth skin was creamy white, but a small black and white Gucci purse bounced against her fake ‘black girl sized’ ass. With bright red soles, her black and white four-inch pumps were obviously from Louis …

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Consequences For A Rich Girl Conclusion

After I was again locked into that horrid chastity device at Daddy’s instigation, Alec and I never actually ended our relationship; he just said, “I’ll call you” which meant that he wouldn’t. I was no longer able to supply his needs so he went off to look elsewhere. Then I got a call from Daddy inviting me down to the family estate in the West Country; it is a neo classical mansion set in huge grounds complete with stables, lake and the whole nine yards. I arrived mid-afternoon on the Thursday and our housekeeper asked me to go into the parlor. Mummy pushed off years ago with an Italian aristocrat; Daddy says the man is a real Count – or something like that. To my surprise, I was greeted in the parlor by a tall, …

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CALL GIRL CHRONICLES – PROLOGUE

Kimiko entered her penthouse apartment and dropped her packages on the plush sofa. They were from some of the trendiest and most expensive shops in the City, and Kimi had had lots of fun shopping for new things to wear. As she looked around the spacious apartment, she thought back on how she had come to be here, as she often did these days. Kimi had been raised by wealthy parents, both of whom possessed an appreciation for the finer things in life. She had grown up a privileged child, familiar with high fashion, knowledgeable about food and wine, fine art, music and literature. She also knew that men found her extremely attractive – especially older men. A born tease, she had learned the art of flirting with men at a very young age. When …

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The Dirty Old Resident: Part 3

The Dirty Old Resident: Part 3 Meranda’s heels click as she walks to the small studio apartment door and takes a deep breath Slowly opens the door and see’s that big grin of Pauls, he was wearing a very nice black suit with a blue tie and he had flowers in his hands. He smiles “for you my dear” handing them to her as she can’t help but smile. Oh….thank you Paul…As she turns and walks to the kitchen sink and opens the cabinet underneath pulls a vase out and begins filling it with water. After putting the flowers in it she turns around and bumps into the much bigger Paul. Her large breasts damn near pop out of the small tight dress that she was given to wear. He smiles and takes a step …

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Porn whore to subslut girlfriend Pt3

Chapter 2  I had Sasha ride in the back naked with her legs spread wide on the roof and her crotch fully open and her hands squeezing her tits tight.   I kept ordering her to lube her hands with her twat and squeeze her tits as tight as possible to force the blood into her nipples.   Her copious and slippery cunt juice was making her hands slip off her A cup titties and I yelled that she should squeeze harder and if her hands slipped off they believe tter grab and squeeze her nipples.   I ordered the sound guy who I’d named Radar to get in the back and kneel in the footwell and grab her nipples as hard as he could in between his fingers and thumbs to show her what I expected.   He …

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A Simpleton Becomes Business Women 3

This is the story of Zeenat, she is around 27 years old. Married, but have not yet become a mother even after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still she has not been able to become a mother . Then She decided to secretly meet her Ex-lover Rizwan and get pregnant from him. In Part 2 you Read Ameera also told Zeenat that she had a crush on Rizwaan and after Zeenat broke up with Rizwaan she had dated him and she told her that Rizwaan is involved in flesh trade and even tried to push Ameera into flesh trade but she some how escaped from it. Zeenat was alarmed to hear it. She was nervous of course, but two things …

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CALL GIRL CHRONICLES 5 – Breaking Cookies

“No, sweetie, it’ll be fun!” said Kimiko, speaking into the phone. “It’s not like you’ll be doing anything you never did before. Remember that time with Richard?” “That was different, Kimi,” protested Holly. “Richard was my boyfriend, not some total stranger!” Holly was Kimi’s freshman-year roommate in college, a petite blue-eyed blonde whose child-like facial features made her look much younger than she actually was. Kimi had discovered that Holly was bi-sexual almost by accident, at a frat party they had both attended. They had gotten pretty drunk, and Kimi had gone up to one of the bedrooms to lie down for a few minutes, her head spinning from the alcohol. Holly had wandered in a few minutes later and fallen down on the bed next to her, and before either of them knew quite …

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