Our hardcore sex stories are for those who like "edgier" stories, pushing the limits. They are typically difficult to classify in other categories, and will usually involve multiple elements that may not be to everyone's tastes.
Stories which contain the following, are likely to be found in this hardcore section: gagging, rough sex, choking play, ass-to-mouth, watersports, cum-play, snowballing, anal play, enemas, face-sitting, cbt, fisting, cock beating / face slapping, and other types of sex usually reserved for those who like the more extreme forms of sexual activity.
A graphic rough sex encounter, intimately shared, in explicit detail.
Pink bubblegum rolls on my tongue as I walk along the black asphalt that’s still steaming from the warm August rain. I can feel it wet along the edges of my toes as they push forward in my white stiletto sandals, the leather damp and just beginning to stretch. The moisture is everywhere and the humidity is high. It’s under my skin. The back of my neck is hot under the weight of my long...Read On
Something long, hot and dirty
Ah, Melissa. That’s a name that brings back fond memories of a time of passion and illicit romance. Even now, I can taste the hint of cinnamon on her lips and sense the subtle fragrance of an obscure flower that was the essence of the perfume she wore. Melissa and her husband, a stoic and foolish man whose unpronounceable name I have chosen to forget, lived in the same apartment complex as...Read On
I shut the laptop with slightly shaky hands. I was wet. Ridiculously so. I could feel my pussy lips smoosh against each other as I scooted back on the couch and replayed his words in my head. He always had this effect on me. It was just words on a screen, but without fail I'd find myself getting wet when he told me what he wanted to do to me. It wasn't everyone I talked to. Just him. He had...Read On
Babydoll finds her ultimate freedom by indulging in the hardcore.
The city is lonely and my bedside table is in disarray. Cherry cola fizzes in a champagne flute. A ragged copy of Albert Camus’ The Fall holds a position of importance in place of a Bible. It’s bookmarked at Jean-Baptiste’s recollection of that warm autumn night by the River Seine. I like to reread that passage when I can’t sleep. Next to it, there’s a half-smoked joint in a vintage...Read On
An aspiring rockstar enjoys a raucous celebration party after signing a recording contract.
The crowd roared as the band took the stage. As the bass began to thump out a rhythm, the drummer soon joined in. The decibel level shot through the roof, and that was just the noise of the fans in the audience. The band knew these weren’t their fans. No, these fans were there to see Linkin Park. This band was just there as the opening act in their first ever major gig. Nonetheless, they...Read On
A vicar's wife's embarks on a journey from vanilla to hardcore.
You could have heard a pin drop as he stepped through the church hall doorway. One moment there was the almost deafening sounds of the hustle and bustle of the busy parish summer bring and buy sale and the next moment complete silence. People stopped in their tracks and turned and stared at him; it was almost as if Old Nick himself had entered the room, desecrating holy ground. But it wasn’t...Read On
I reach the next level of being a slut
My big, lovely tits (36DD) get me lots of attention, but I've been told I have a nice ass too. At this point in the story I am 21. The love of my life dumped me because I wouldn't marry him. I was left heart broken and alone. That is when I decide to do something I never would have before. After Jim broke up with me I called a man. An older man. A man that I knew wanted me. A man that used...Read On
“Suck my dick,” he answered me, voice unsteady, tenor tones punctuated by a quick inhalation. Hands pressed into his chest, I tipped forward till the ends of my hair brushed against his face, ignoring his request even though I had just asked him what he wanted. I smeared my dripping pussy on him. “Oh?” my voice soft and teasing, “do you want me to kneel between your legs?” His cock between...Read On
The name’s Chase. Franklin Roosevelt Chase. I’m a private Dick in Pratchett or Fairyville as the locals call it. It’s not a profession for someone who’s averse to getting a little dirt on them. Suits me perfectly. It doesn’t pay well, but it puts enough change in my pocket to keep my vices going; drinking to excess, losing at cards, and pissing off good looking dames. Today I was on a roll....Read On
When Crystal is unable to afford a plane ticket, her best friend has a depraved solution.
I had thirty days left to find a way to make it to the Maldives, where I had promised to meet up with John, chat partner, cyber lover and, from the pictures he had sent me and which had me spend hours upon hours with my fingers between my thighs, stud extraordinaire. But how do you get halfway across the world when all you have left on your bank account are one-hundred and twenty-three...Read On
How far will a sexy young journalist go to land her story?
Laney Travers walked down the ill-lit corridor and paused outside the doorway to her virtue's doom. Apartment twenty-nine again. Heaven help this well-raised girl. Well, maybe not Heaven ... Mike's voice sounded in her head: “News – real news – is what someone doesn’t want you to know, Laney sweetheart. The rest is fuckin’ propaganda. Keep searchin’ for truth among the bullshit....Read On
A perfect high-school senior finds an outlet by auditioning for porn.
“ID,” the bored secretary said, without even looking up at me. She received my model’s release in one hand and my driver’s licence in the other. She compared the name on the form with my licence. I expected some comment about it being my birthday, but nothing. She glanced up at me briefly, snapping her gum, checking to see that my face matched my licence. “All set, honey. Down the hall,...Read On
I needed some kind of release for myself, and he was the key.
A bold career move. A new city. A single young woman, a proud professional in her prime. Money, power, respect. It’s the American Dream, right? In a way, didn’t know what I was getting into. I get so high on success. I feel like a goddess...most of the time. But each day the sun sets, and I set down my perilous little path, plagued with stress, guilt, pressure, lust, and above all, loneliness....Read On
Amanda gets an education in Plane Whoring
Phil made good on taking me to Whistler. Within two days of our return trip from Aspen, the flight where my quick thinking saved him from a distracting and expensive sexual harassment lawsuit, I got a call from his assistant to see if I wanted to accompany Phil to Canada in two weeks for a five day skiing trip. Phil might be loathsome company off the slopes, but he skied in style. The...Read On
An international model scams an Arab Prince for millions.
Orlando eased back on the yoke, cut thrust, and the sleek Gulfstream jet settled gently onto the runway of the King Khalid International Airport in Riyadh. "Hey! Wake up, beautiful!" he said, leaning across the thrust console and giving Indri a gentle nudge. He braked seconds after touchdown, steered towards the apron, and cut across a taxiway, heading for a private hanger on the outskirts...Read On
Young woman becomes a horny couple's plaything.
'Enjoying the view?' 'Hmm?' 'You like what you see over there?' 'Don't know what you're talking about.' I turned on my sofa-bed and smiled sheepishly at Lucy. Best to own up when you know you've been caught out. Plus there's a special dispensation for letting your eyes stray when you're on holiday. I read that in FHM. Not that I was easily distracted from the five foot six of...Read On
Just one nasty, forbidden encounter was all I wanted. Then I could get back to business as usual.
The next two weeks following that fateful night when I grabbed his cock in my car were absolute torture. I was excruciatingly stressed out. It was hard enough to focus, considering that no matter where we were in the office, sexual tensions between my crush and I could penetrate steel. But the suggestive comments that ensued every single time we had to talk to each other about...Read On
Amanda invites a friend over while her boyfriend is at work for some very kinky fun.
Amanda’s eyes opened to greet the morning sun peering through the cracks in the horizontal blinds. She let out a long cat-like yawn as she stretched her arms out over her head, feeling several cracks emanating from her tired joints. Glancing over, she noticed her boyfriend stirring from his slumber as well. Feeling the soft fabric of the bed sheets gliding over her nipples, her body tingled...Read On
Attractive room-mates must supply entertainment at a wild sex party.
Natasha leaned back in the chair and ran her fingertips from her forehead through her hair's tightly permed, black tresses, trying to outstare the screen of her laptop. One hour's exhaustive attempts to balance the spreadsheet's figures and the situation was looking no brighter. Her reverie lasted some minutes, until it was finally broken by Sandy's carefree singing, emanating from...Read On
I spent several weeks moping about heartbroken before comingout of the fog. Nearly two months wasted as Punz grew further and further away. In the end, however, I found myself recalling how we had met and why. That was the key. If I was to find her again, I would need to draw on skills long in disuse, but not forgotten. I resolved that I would be relentless in my pursuit of my beloved. I...Read On
When an ex-client throws a sexual spanner in the works, will it be the end for Mattie and Simon
Mattie stood beside Simon next to Mark’s table. Simon extended his hand, took Mark’s firmly and shook it, “So good to finally meet you,” he said with a winning smile on his face. Mattie tightened her grip on Simon’s other hand, feeling safer for having him beside her. She discreetly, wiped her mouth clean of the saliva Mark had left when he’d slipped his tongue into her mouth as he’d...Read On
I gave myself one more look over in the mirror -- eye make-up, perfect; not a smudge. My foundation was pretty floorless and my red lipstick tied it all together. I wore a red party dress with matching coloured French underwear. The top half clung to my ample chest and rolled around itself at my curvy hips. I spread my hand down against the fabric to smooth out the creases around my stomach....Read On
Time passed, and as it did, I remained under her spell, a willing prisoner of both the light of love and the dark persuasion of our shared depravity and lusts. Both of us fell into our roles as if we’d been born to them, her as my insatiable mistress and I as her willing pet, both in and out of the boudoir. I became accustomed to the leash she held, both literally and figuratively. In truth,...Read On
I pretend to be the cleaner and watch my husband seduce and enslave his latest conquest.
"I think this skirt is too short. No-one would wear this as their uniform." My husband steps up behind me, his strong hands on my hips. He looks into the mirror over my shoulder and I feel the gaze of his strong dark eyes on my body, drinking in every inch of me. My cheeks redden and I feel a tingle between my legs. His voice is like the tolling of an ancient brass bell: "It's perfect." ...Read On
House sitting turns into a sexy afternoon.
My friend Pam asked me to house sit for her on a Monday. She was expecting a furniture delivery anytime between 11 am and 4 pm and as she had to work 9-5, she could not possibly take off. Since my hours are somewhat flexible and I can do much work from my tablet anyway, I was glad to help Pam out. A little about Pam; she is single and a very attractive 5’4” 32 year old brunette with...Read On
A sexy redhead shows the Russians and the Japanese what Yankee-Doodle spirit is all about.
Curious? Well this competition is NOT on ice and involves no puck. John walked into Red’s office. Penny Anderson was a bombshell thirty-five year old investment banker. The HBS graduate had just been appointed head of all the firm’s M & A action globally. She was single and totally focused on one day heading the entire firm. To all the senior partners in the firm Ms Anderson was known...Read On
A demanding client meets a prostitute determined to satisfy.
I was a specialist, called in when other women couldn't -- or wouldn't -- serve the particular needs of a very particular client. The work was erratic, but it suited me. I no longer had any interest in working a five day a week grind, even if the hours were anything but nine to five. Despite the notion that sex work is a wild, uninhibited enterprise, when done at the highest levels, it...Read On
Jerry and his sister's girlfriends get together for a video and sex
"Fuck me," she screamed. "Harder, harder," I madly pounded my dick while watching him thrash into her inflamed pussy. "Hey, Jerry." a voice said. "You get yourself off watching porn on your computer?" It was a girl's disapproving voice. I quickly covered up and wheeled around to see a blond teenager staring at me with a broad grin. Standing behind me was, Marlene, my sister's best...Read On
In March of 2012, a 'chance' call from the daughter of one of my old clients, changed everything.
"Hello, is this Howdy?" the soft feminine voice on the phone asked. "Well, I guess that depends on who is asking," I replied in a slightly flirtatious tone. Veronica, my wife of over thirty years had only been gone a few days. The annual month long ski tour from Heavenly to several Colorado stops to Jackson Hole was under way without me this year. A nagging running injury had made...Read On
Tiffany's tale of how she was the stand in for a porn film spurs me on to do one too.
One event in my calendar that I always look forward to is Sabrina’s sexy girlfest. It coincides with her husband’s annual golfing vacation and enables five horny women to meet up at her delightful country house for a weekend of sexy female fun. We enjoy a simple diet of fruit, champagne and orgasms and when we're all in the hot tub together we share some of the highlights of our...Read On