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Reluctance

Stories about reluctance in sex are featured here. Subjects which are considered a little risque like blackmail, coercion and hard seduction, belong in this section. Typical reluctance erotica might involve a partner who is unwilling at first to take part in some form of sexual activity, however more often than not, there's a happy ending.

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Lost Angels

Some memories don’t stick. They’re not important or consequential enough to make a lasting impression. But I remember Aiden. Everything about Aiden. For the first time in my life, in my messed-up shunted around excuse of a life, I felt as though I’d found someone who came from the same place. We were young. Young and angry and selfish and dangerous. I think we felt as though the world owed...Read On

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Pick Me Up Then Let Me Down

Time is everything. How else would we understand sequences, turn present into past and – in the grandest sense – make history? I stand on the roadside aware of the importance of time on a smaller scale. In seconds. Because in my game, I only have ten of them, and every one counts. One moment the day sits heavy and still, like a rock on my back. Sun two o’clock high. A short-tailed kite...Read On

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Slut-in-the-box

Anything was better than blowing her cover

In the cut throat world of stage magic, Scarlet was at the sharp end. Huge competition for gigs ensured that magicians guarded their own secrets jealously and envied any competitor whose act was more cutting edge than their own with a passion. None were more jealous and envious than Francisco the Magnificent. He’d already gone to great lengths to conceal that he was really plain old...Read On

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Felicity's Folly - A Cautionary Tale

Felicity's naughty selfie falls into unscrupulous hands.

(Jake Malden aka Jaymal retired from writing erotic fiction last year. Two of his stories, however, remained unposted on any site. In the interest of giving these tales a readership, they will be posted here on Lush. Jake's page will remain active until the end of February 2017, so if you read these stories and enjoy them, do pass on your appreciation in the comments section.) The...Read On

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Sugar

Robbie Lane was a walking contradiction. The first time I saw him, he was standing outside the Decade bar in Williamsburg. First impressions? I believe they count. Of course they count. When you’re deliberately setting yourself up to see a person for the first time, there is an onus upon you to make sure you’re looking and behaving your best. I’d been putting off meeting him for weeks....Read On

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A Deal Made For Daddy

Shelby was a rich girl who was about to lose everything. What would she do to protect her lifestyle?

I was raised a total '90210' girl. I've never made any apologies for that. Born into the sunny glamor of Hollywood, I was raised in the gilded neighborhoods of Beverly Hills. As a child, I was spoiled by a father who ensured I had the best of everything. I was a true fashionista. I mean, you name it, and Daddy gave it to me. My trendy, designer clothes and ridiculously expensive Italian...Read On

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Lane

A Tom Hanks movie was running on the television but Hazel wasn’t watching it. Sure, she was sitting in the right place on the sofa, had the lights turned down and an obligatory bowl of microwave popcorn on her lap but it was one of those nights where she just didn’t feel it. Some other day, she might have been on the edge of her seat. But that night, the acting felt obvious and almost...Read On

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English Girl in Room 714

Hayley walked fast along the pavement, towards the hotel. She could hear her heart thumping as if in time with the click of her heels. Her mouth was dry, but her snatch dripping, like her body was confused. She tried not to overthink it. Her mind was already a mess of quick, unfinished thoughts; anxiety, arousal, fear, excitement and a strange kind of pleasure. Not sexual pleasure. The kind...Read On

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Soft Point

In a way, what I was doing was preventing me from having to tell him. It was easier, wasn’t it? It was much easier to have formed this routine. It immediately let him know I’d screwed up and I didn’t have to open my mouth and say it myself. But it was crazy. Certifiably crazy. I knew this even as I ran around the house, doing everything I could remember. It was almost Christmas. The tinsel...Read On

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Obsession

Nate pursues his ex-girlfriend.

Her hair was shorter. Way shorter. I’d always remembered her the way the photos in my phone did; long dark hair hanging down, pinned up, braided, lying in tangles across white pillowcases. But those days were over. It had been a year. A year and two months, in fact. What was it she’d said? Something about not feeling safe, secure, something about me being the bad guy, about magnets attracting...Read On

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Taking One For the Team

A gymnastics coach does what's necessary to get her team onto the podium.

If you eliminate the sequins and the ribbons, clean off the foundation and the blue eye shadow, ignore the sprained ankles and the rictus smiles, what’s left isn’t much. Rhythmic gymnastics is a nasty whore of a sport where the judges are little more than johns. I don’t like saying this, because I started as a competitor twenty years ago and now I’m coaching the Canadian team. My girls...Read On

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Gold-Medal Whore

A runner will do anything to take home the gold.

Every four years, the TV networks design their “Road to the Games” mini-bios about the athletes to stir the heartstrings. With moving soundtracks, they go on and on about perseverance, courage, and just about every type of sacrifice. I haven’t seen my profile yet. When it comes to sacrifice, it probably doesn’t say anything about backroom blowjobs. Or worse. “Runners, to your marks...” As...Read On

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Bought and Paid For: Violet

The transport pulled up in front of Master Aristo's house. Violet recognized the place, though she'd never been inside. Ari. She remembered him from school: popular, rich, athletic... her personal tormentor. Why he picked her to single out, she never understood. Why he picked her now was also a mystery. Violet stepped out of the transport; she was met by a butler. Her guts were in...Read On

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Plane Whore – Part Two: The G5

My plane is bigger than your plane.

I knew I was in trouble when we reached cruising altitude.The flight attendant emerged into the cabin with a pile of sheets and pillows in her arms. She hustled over to the leather couch, and with practiced efficiency, she transformed it into a bed. At first, I pretended to read my novel, but as she was tucking in the blanket and placing the pillows, I tried to catch her eye. She kept her...Read On

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Plane Whore

What's the true cost of a seat in a private jet?

There are things I’d do to get on a G5 that I’d never consider for a Lear. Anal, for instance, and maybe a threesome. Okay, not maybe a threesome, definitely a threesome. Does that make me shallow and calculating? Probably. But this level of discernment has been hard won. I wasn’t always like this. I used to fly commercial to Aspen. It’s a four hour flight between New York and Denver,...Read On

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Dave Joins The Girls

Thank you JWren for taking time to edit my story and do my art work. And as always your support

"Dave,” I screamed." How long have you been standing there?" "Some time,” he said, smiling and glancing from me to Shelby and back again. “It’s been great watching you two beauties, wrapped up in each other.” I leaped out of the bed. For some strange reason, I wanted something to cover my naked body. A silly reaction, I know. After all, it’s not as if Dave hadn’t ever seen my nude body;...Read On

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Homeowners' Association Hussy

a hidden camera reveals more than raccoons

Buying a house in a homeowners’ association can seem like a good idea, with all the rules designed to keep the houses looking good and the property values up. Rules to keep people from mowing their lawns at six in the morning and waking everyone up, or having loud parties until all hours. Rules about what color your garage door can be painted and how long the grass can get and what kind...Read On

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Mastered

Gregory saw her early one evening when he was headed to his car. She wore a white, button-down blouse, a slim, black skirt just below the knee, and a pair of black, heeled, Mary-Janes. Her hair was in a long, red braid. He stopped to watch her pass and his eyes followed her down the street. Legs with promise. An ass that he wanted to expose and explore. He shook his head as she continued on...Read On

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Quid Pro Quo

When I got to the bookstore, everyone was in a tailspin. Liz and Brian looked fearful and wouldn't answer when I said good morning to them; they just stocked the mysteries as if their life depended on it. Pauline was white as paper while she worked the register; her usually cheery lips in a grim line. And Sue, who spent six hours out of eight talking to her boyfriend on the phone, was...Read On

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Does Your Husband Still Not Know?

My wife and I pay our story-writing neighbour a visit.

The three men were endowed with enormous cocks. When they rammed those beasts into her holes, stretching her to the hilt, she was half afraid she would break into several parts. But it was what she’d wanted. She’d lived so long with her husband’s deficient girth, and though the party ended with her exhausted and with aches where she hardly knew she had body parts, she’d never felt so...Read On

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Broken Glass

The sound of shattering glass made him stop dead in his tracks, and in one fluid motion, he turned around to face her. His fists were clenched to his sides and she could see bitter anger flash across his face. She looked down at her hand that just a moment ago had grabbed the fragile red vase, and thrown it against the brick wall behind him. Finally, she had his damn attention. "What...Read On

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The Arrangement

It wasn't just a room, it was so much more

“So what do you think?” Ruth bit her lip. The studio apartment was tiny, no larger than a bog-standard hotel room. The location, however, was perfect. “Bills are inclusive, there’s free Wi-Fi and residents get a key to the basement gym. Did you take a peep at that?” “Not yet,” she smiled. “It’s excellent. You’ll like it.” The smartly-dressed man, holding iPad and keys, peered at...Read On

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Mallory Monroe - Rise of a Streetwalker

Mallory is faced with the choice of losing everything or losing herself.

Mallory felt naked as she stepped into the night. Like a frightened child, she peered from her shadowed doorway, searching for any sign of someone coming her way. Seeing no one, and with a churning mix of relief and trepidation, she forced herself to begin the long walk toward the complex gate. The night was quiet on this side of the wall. Mallory’s senses were tuned for any sign of...Read On

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Paramour

A young woman has an encounter with a masked intruder in her bedroom.

"I changed the ring tone for you when you call," Jack laughed. "Here we go, what is it?" Meggie asked, a slight trace of her southern roots in her voice. "Yakety Sax." "What?" "You know, that music from Benny Hill..." Jack held in his laughter, obviously proud of himself. "Change that!" "It's so perfect for when you call and your face pops up on the screen. I changed your picture...Read On

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The Silent Game

"I'll see you later, baby," he tells me, "let's play this game again, soon, shall we?" he says, smirking, and kisses my forehead before making his way to my window and climbing out. The cold morning breeze licks at my naked body, cooling me down as the sweat and juices from our lovemaking dries. I sigh, content and satisfied as the tingles of pleasure still course through my body. My...Read On

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Non-Fiction: Train

Hi. My name is Tamar, and I'm addicted to public sex.

I should be ashamed. But I’m not. It’s been six months since it happened; and up until now, I’ve kept my mouth shut. Now, I’ve chosen to be bold. Why? Well, it’s my resolution for 2015: to hell with what people think. I resolved to chase my worries with an imaginary lick of salt and a virtual shot of Patron , throwing all inhibitions over my shoulder. (Yes, I’m still trying to...Read On

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The Daily Chores

You were never told this could happen while doing your chores.

You are busy vacuuming and don’t hear me opening the front door to the house. Nor do you hear it close behind. It may be the vacuum or it may be the music playing through your ear plugs, doesn't matter to me. I am going to have you right then and there. I am going to have my way and there was nothing you are going to do to stop me. Standing in the foyer, I notice your outfit. You are...Read On

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Crossing The Street 3

Sonia earns the right to ride the lightning

She pulled me forward and I followed as she led me, trembling with anticipation, around the chair. As I rounded the corner something caught my eye on the seat of the chair. I looked down to see a realistic dildo jutting up from its suction cup base. I mean, I knew it was a dildo, not that I own one. It was fat and pink and long and I knew it wasn't real, but my body didn't care. My...Read On

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Crossing The Street

Sonia sees the girl across the street and sees the life she's never known

"You say you want to," came the brusque voice over the phone, "but you don't, not really. I can hear it. I know your type, you're too frightened." I nearly panicked. "No, no, please, I need you to teach me, please. Please I want to..." "You want to what?" she sneered after my pause. "You can't even say it, never mind do it." I heard her scoffing laugh through my cell phone and felt the...Read On

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Ready for the Storm

I had tried to run, but I couldn't hide from him. The storm was coming.

The storm was gathering pace. My window panorama showed the trees thrashing about, trying to cling on to the steep cliffs that dropped sharply to the ocean. The cliff-top house creaked and shuddered around me in the gale, 400 feet above a small bay that was being relentlessly pounded by wave after wave of angry, dark-grey water. Just yesterday, I had picked my way carefully down the cliff...Read On