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A Chance Encounter, Part 3

Charlotte meets Ashley learns some pleasureable painful lessons

The Ashley Lesson My eyes slowly opened and shut several times before I realized the obnoxious sound echoing throughout the room was the alarm clock on my phone. “Uh, that’s awful,” I sighed hitting the stop button. What’s with this yellowish colored paint? Where the hell am I? Then I remembered the night before, the entire day before. The vignette of emotion, passion and...Read On

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Cordelia's Feet 5 - The Queen Bee's Wishes

A new day, and Cordelia already has new, naughty games in mind for her submissive teacher

Freshly showered and blow-drying my hair, I contemplated my unhealthy infatuation with my student once again. How far would I allow this to go? Too much was at risk. I needed to stop this, and I stared hard at my naked reflection in the gold-rimmed bathroom mirror, willing the strength I needed into existence. I switched off the dryer, put it on the small shelf next to the washing basin...Read On


Blindfolded Lover

I grabbed a handful of your long hair, keeping you from squirming away from me.

The anticipation and excitement was building. I had never had a real life encounter with a woman from a website before. You were so beautiful that I was willing to take a chance. I felt nervous and extremely aroused all at the same time. Over the course of sharing fantasies with each other, you had shared a particular fantasy that aroused you more than the others. Now, I was going to do my...Read On


Victoria And Her Fetishes - 2

Victoria returns the favour...

Sandy was right, the showers at the gym were indeed the 'best anywhere.' We both luxuriated in the steamy downpour from the rainfall showerheads, letting the water wash away the sweat from our recent exertions. I stared at Victoria as she stood there, her eyes closed, the droplets of water forming rivulets on her toned naked body and running down to the slate tiled floor. I was...Read On


Anything For Georgetown Part three

Monica wants to get into Georgetown. The new guidance counselor wants to help--HIS way.

“This school has a reputation for being very good, and we want to uphold that. You’re not helping matters any by being mean to students and flaunting your sexuality.” “It’s a crime to be sexy? You sound like Brenda. I can’t help it if she’s ugly.” “But you can stop your behavior.” “And what if I don’t want to?” Houlihan was still sweating. “I went to Georgetown, you know.” This...Read On


Jill - Chapter 4 – On the Way Home

The ambulance stopped in front of the apartment building where Jill lived. I helped her get out and handed her the crutches. She tucked them under her armpits and headed slowly toward the entrance without saying a word. The cast seemed much more out of place here than in the hospital. The people walking along the sidewalk were staring at her as if they had seen a ship in the desert....Read On

Call Girl Confessions, Part 3

Part three of a four part series of short stories of girls becoming prostitutes

Part 3 - Miko's Story Miko Lee; an Oriental hotel girl; 28 years old, five foot four inches tall, with long black hair and brown eyes. My story begins, oddly enough, far away from the streets I now call home. You see, I'm a Vietnamese-American, my mother being Vietnamese and my father was an American serviceman during the Vietnam War. My father was sent over there just a few months...Read On


One Month

He in his, she in hers, the ouch of them

"One Month" by Smutwriter Copyright July 2010 They’d bought them, one for each other, as little anniversary presents. Not really much of an anniversary, one month, but what a month it had been. In his apartment he held his out at arm’s length, stretched between forefinger tips. He grinned; there was nothing of it. Two floors down she hung hers from a finger and gazed in surprise at...Read On

Call Girl Confessions, Part 4

Part four of a four part series of short stories of girls becoming prostitutes

Part 4 - Lisa's Story Lisa; a girl; 35 years old, five foot three inches tall, with short black hair and brown eyes. My name is Lisa, and yes, that is my real name. For the past ten years I have been working the area between the Prudential Center and Penn Station in Newark New Jersey, trying to making a living the best I can. It isn't an easy place and certainly not for the faint...Read On


Princess Zahra

Zahra was a Moroccan goddess. She had curly blonde hair and smile that could make you do anything she wanted. Her breasts were not that large but her arse was the size of melons. However, her best feature was her legs and her beautifully white size six feet, which would make your jaw drop and your dick hard the second you saw them. She was my science partner. Every chance I got, I would...Read On


Steph's Descent Ch. 5

Phil begins his descent

Steph was enjoying her new lifestyle. She had two male lovers and one female. She had two new tattoos and new nipple piercings. But best of all she had a submissive husband who let her do all of this even though he professed to not liking it. Steph got together with Fitz and his twin brother Steve most evenings. Often it was both of them but occasionally it was one or the other alone. They...Read On


On Display: A Mannequin Fetish, Part 1

Michelle's boutique job leads to a transformation and fulfillment of a sexual fantasy

Michelle was enjoying college life in the big city, being independent and getting along well with her roommates, Jill and Andy. She was a pretty girl with a curvy body, not as thin as a lot of women were in the city, she noticed, but she had a beautiful smile, charming appearance, bright green eyes and long, curly golden hair that nearly reached her waist. With a scholarship and a...Read On


Sausages and Spatulas

Nobody said they couldn't play with their food.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. She watched him across the kitchen. He was naked and bent over the table, filling in the crossword in his newpaper. Keeping one eye on the pan, she sneaked over and smacked him with the hot, oily spatula. SLAP! "Ow! What was that for?" He rubbed his ass with one hand, whilst scratching...Read On


M's First Tie, Part 4

M’s First Tie: Part 4 I feel M start to squirm to get comfortable. It’s time to remove the ropes from her. She sits cross legged between my legs as I start to untie her. M lowers her head and glares at the rope being unwrapped from her chest. She moans as the rope leaves her flesh. She smiles as the rope marks reveal themselves to her. “Lovely,” M whispers. As soon as her arms...Read On


The Ears Have It

How my fascination led me to the girl of my dreams.

When you think about it, ears are funny things. The first thing I remember when I think of them is when I was kid, my dad used to grab one of mine and hold it tight when I'd been naughty or rude. He never spanked me. Never needed to. Just grabbed me by my ear and dragged me up to my room, slammed the door shut and told me to stay there. As I got older, they seemed to fascinate me. Whenever...Read On

Becky's New Daddy

Abandoned by her father at a young age, Becky finds a new "Daddy" in the next door neighbor!

"Mr. Wilson, can you come over 'n help me? Mama wants me to mow the grass and I can't get this dadgum lawnmower started! I been a tuggin' on it and tuggin' on it but it just won't start!" Becky Ann said one hot summer day. "I've done wore my arm out - I ain't got no more tug left in me!" "Sure Becky I'll be right over," he said. Charlie Wilson got up from his easy chair and walked next door...Read On



Tom owns a shoe shop, and uses it to serve his foot fetish.

My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour I suppose. Then again, that’s ginger, or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense, I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once... I’m not totally crazy. ...Read On

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Kinky Fetish Whore

A young woman meets an interesting older man.

My life was a bit of a nightmare. I had to grow up real fast. My mother was a single mother. She didn’t have any college education, so she had to do shit jobs. She mostly worked in a bar as a cocktail waitress. Although, I do think she might have done other work on the side. She had the neighbor next door watching my young siblings. I was old enough to take care of things in the house....Read On


Crossing paths and bottling it

Ever wondered what would happen if you actually stopped and talked to her?

I walked past her almost every day on the way to work. A brunette, in her twenties I guessed, with deep brown eyes that I would happily drown in and lips that were constantly balancing on a knife's edge between a smile and a scowl. That contrast was fascinating to me and I often wondered which side would present itself if I were to actually talk to her. Her olive skin made me think that she...Read On


The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part I

A story of a bondage photographer whose “dark room” isn’t quite what you expect...

For some time I’ve had a certain shutterbug fantasy, which developed into something like this: “A little more arch in your back, Liz, and throw your head back some,” I coached the hogtied young woman who was the subject of my latest photo shoot and on her side facing me. She was clad in tight jeans, stiletto heels, and a black tank top tugged upward to reveal snugly black-brassiered breasts...Read On


Top Cut or Bottom Cut?

One man's erotic experience at the Manly Services Salon

It was time for a haircut, but I got extended out of town for longer than expected. I was walking down the street in a very chic part of this southwestern town when I walked past a place with a catchy name that was, in essence, a “barbershop for men”. Not that it was a jock place with a sports feel, it was kind of hard to describe – it just had a masculine look to it. I also noticed that all...Read On


Cordelia's Feet 8 - The Queen Bee's Pet

Another special night for Miss Wilkins awaits, filled with shameful excitement and naughty play.

Most often in life, we carry around fears, and these fears, at unpredictable times, well up in terrifying intensity, only to turn out unfounded and leave us shaking with dizzy relief. We do things we shouldn’t do and say things that should have kept unsaid, and every so often, they lead us to face the dread of being discovered and demeaned for it. Our heart hammers, our hands sweat, and we...Read On


23rd Century Digital Girl Chapter 1

A story about a girl whose body is not functioning properly.

I saw her as she walked out of a restaurant. She was a petite, dark haired girl with stunning blue eyes. She caught my attention not only by the fact that she was incredibly beautiful, but also by her peculiar way of walking. Two aluminum crutches were tucked under her arms, making her look vulnerable. I stopped, stared at these old fashioned devices, and wondered when I had last seen...Read On


23rd Century Digital Girl Chapter 2

She was lying motionless on the bed, her good eye fixed pensively on the ceiling. The position of her body was a bit unnatural. Her hands were hanging limply by the sides of the bed, her feet bent inward in puppet like fashion. Only her head gave some sign of life. “Are you comfortable?” I asked. “Maybe. If I am not comfortable, I can’t feel it. I am paralyzed now,” she replied ...Read On


Anything For Georgetown (part five, Monica is realizing what she's getting into)

Monica wants to get into Georgetown. The new guidance counselor wants to help--HIS way.

After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she...Read On


Steph's Descent Ch. 4

Steph slides further

Steph talked to Fitz about another tattoo. “Phil is just where I want him to be. I can do whatever I like. And I want another tattoo. Not something hidden away either. I want something big and bold.” “Well,” said Fitz, “I’ve got lots of ideas. Let’s go to the parlour and have a look. Anything in particular?” “I want a tiger. I love how they move. Either across a shoulder and down my arm...Read On


Mary Gets To Meet Sandy

Sandy might not be the nicest roommate, but Mary likes her.

"Oh, hi. You must be here for the room? I’m Mary.” “Uh-huh.” First impression: very rude. Sandy pushed through the door and straight past Mary. Dragging her mud-caked sneakers over the carpet, tossing her jacket into the corner, she entered Mary’s apartment and her life. “You must be Sandy?” Mary continued, determined to hold on to civility. She liked keeping her place tidy. She picked...Read On


The Scotch Bonnet

Whatever you do, don't rub your eyes

Let's talk about sex and drugs. Two drugs in particular: amphetamines and opiates. Not the dodgy kind you buy from a guy who "knows someone" - no, the natural kind, the drugs that are made inside our own bodies. When we first fall in love with someone - and we're in that passionate maelstrom - we can't eat, we're distracted, we blush, get butterflies in our stomach, our libido goes through...Read On


Foot job bliss

Melissa teaches Sean about the pleasures of feet.

I was young only seventeen when I had hooked up with Melissa, the girl next door. In this case she really was the girl next door. Mom and dad had gone away and left me in my house all alone. Melissa was nineteen with long dark hair and amazing blue eyes. She had soft firm c cup breasts and a tight ass that was big and round, but her best attribute by far were her legs and feet. At 5’9 she...Read On


The Adventures Of Kitty

Kitty discovers the power of her sexuality...

Kitty stood and looked at herself in the mirror, pleased with the reflection. He had told her he was coming to see her bearing gifts, so she wanted to look good for him. Her new baby doll nightie looked stunning on her, just long enough to cover her but still show glimpses of her little panties underneath; the soft silky material displayed her pert breasts perfectly. She had arranged her...Read On