Two lovers with heightened senses enjoy each other’s company in the woods. “Heather felt more than heard Christina’s moan — it was deep in her chest, like a rumble, like a growl. ‘Fuck, I love your tits,’ she said.”

“I picked up the tentacle attachment and clicked it into place. For a moment, nothing happened – then, the tip began to move, seeking out something to touch, and the entire shaft lit up with sensation.”

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On their three year anniversary, two lovers engage in a contest: whoever can make the other orgasm the most times in one day is the winner.

A graphic designer and a coffee roaster get frisky at their company’s holiday party. “Somehow, her thigh had found itself between my legs. Leaning in closer, she whispered, ‘I want to see how wet you are for me, babe.'”

When the speech was over, Cash walked up to their friends and hugged them only the way you would hug your best friends after fucking them in a Cheesecake factory bathroom.

The thing swaying in front of her didn’t even register as human at first. It seemed about as alive and conscious as the vibrator thrumming between its legs. Just a sex toy, executing its designated purpose without end.

“If I see that He’s hard, I drop everything,” Nix said. “My mind goes blank. I stop what I’m doing. Strip. Fall to my knees. Mouth open, arms behind me. Ready for Him to fuck me in the face.”

“Sometimes winning the switch fight meant kind of losing. When you were both switches, though, everybody won no matter the outcome. It all came down to pride and play.”

“Ms. DeLovely, will you please stop by during my office hours?” Your voice stern, but laced with sweet concern. I’m already dripping. Clearly this is a role you were born to play. “Yes, Professor Luna.”

You are just picking up Naomi. Your very good friend, Naomi, whom you have only not-so-jokingly offered to take up on her not-so-joking offer to fuck for a decade. She literally just got emotionally gut punched by some fuckboy. Don’t be another fuckboy. Not today. Unless she initiates. Fuck, she always initiates. Fuck, I missed my exit.

Finally, Danielle and Joanna are reunited are years of radio silence. Will Joanna’s voice still move Danielle as strongly as she remembers?

Severed and shamed by their church as teenagers, Danielle and Joanna are reunited years later by the very same song that propelled them into their sexual awakening years ago.

A young trans woman moves to Severton Manor to serve a Countess with sexual favors. “‘Ahhhh!’ the Countess cried, rubbing her lips on the maid’s face like a boot stomping out a cigarette.”

You think, I would let her drink me dry, and shudder into obedience when she kisses you again.

Sad girls trying to cruise in an all-girls Catholic School down in Bogotá.

Paige slowly took Bennett’s fingers back out of her mouth, but didn’t let go of them. “What about … “ She brought their hand down between her legs, under her slip, where she parted her thighs and led Bennett to touch her there.

Tacey gasped as Paige’s hand came back down, slap slap slap, in quick succession on both of her cheeks. Paige murmured, “Good girl,” and smoothed her palms over Tacey’s wide ass, using her nails to scratch and tickle.

I should’ve masturbated in the shower. I need to be pushed against a wall. She smells like the ocean.

I watched the way Dee moved as she went to the bar for our drinks: the confident swagger was there but I also noticed a slight hesitation as she placed down my wine glass. When she came back with our second round of drinks, I reached into her lap and cupped my hand over the shaft of her strap-on.