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Slowly, cautiously, on intuition, I sank to my knees in front of him. To honor their ancient treaty with the centaurs, the village has given Fiedrah, a virgin in her eighteenth summer, as a tribute bride to Anult, their greatest warrior. Although terrified of their wild and brutal ways, Fiedrah soon discovers that there is much beauty in their way of life and that being forced to bear the children of a creature who is half man and half beast carries its own rewards.

This 14, word erotic fantasy adventure includes an innocent and reluctant heroine being publicly deflowered by a powerful centaur warrior, exhibitionism, voyeurism, bondage, dubious consent, oral sex, cunnilingus, and inter-species breeding. The two attendants who had dragged the throne into the circle seized the straps and bound my wrists, neck, waist, and thighs to the throne. Their hands moved quickly and expertly, careful not to injure me, but certain to make the fittings tight. When they were finished, I tested the restraints and the realization of my absolute immobility triggered a wave of panic.

A cool breeze tickling the hairs in my private parts made me realize just how vulnerable I was. I struggled and whined, suddenly afraid. I was completely powerless and at their mercy. Anult knelt down next to me, brushing away a loose strand of hair. The bindings are for your own protection. Since this is your first time, it's important that you don't move around too much.

I don't want to hurt you. His eyes looked gray in the darkness, but reflected the dancing flames of the fire. He smiled. The sight of his beautiful face, his loving eyes, were more than enough reward to me. He leaned down and our lips touched. A heat like a long tongue of flame swept from my mouth to my loins. His lips were soft and smooth, and the smell and taste of him awakened a desire in me that I barely knew existed. I tried to prolong the kiss, to hold onto his lips with my own, but he pulled away, gently placing his palm against my cheek. According to legend, the Manticore is a beast with the body of a lion, the tail of a scorpion, and the head of a man.

After a terrifying attack on her camp, Dilora flees into the desert, desperate to avoid the fate of her fellow travelers, only to be confronted by the legendary monster. The Manticore gives her a choice: share the fate of her companions or submit to him and bear his children. This 12, word forced breeding fantasy adventure includes cunnilingus, oral sex, shifter sex, and a reluctant but brave heroine being impregnated by a magical creature.

Not for the squeamish! I try to pull away but his grip grows tighter, pulling me against him. His hands are on my belly, low, just inches above my sex. I can feel his long, hard appendage pressing into my back. A wave of heat flashes through me, making my legs tremble and my heart pound like a drum.

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The crease between my thighs is suddenly hot and damp. I try to remember that he's a monster, that this isn't his real form, but a mirage designed to mislead and betray me. I can't expect you to make your decision without knowing what's at stake. His fingers curl around the fabric of my robe and I feel a tingle run over my skin, as if the air is alive.

My robe falls from my body, as if it has no more substance than a dream. Kayla is an eighteen year old virgin with a secret: she's in love with her stepfather. Although she's afraid of losing her virginity, and terrified that her stepdad will reject her if she reveals her feelings for him, she's determined to overcome her fears and experience sex for the first time, even if it means she has to force the man of her dreams to take notice.

Having his baby is just a bonus. This 12, word pseudoincest erotic short story contains taboo bareback first time breeding sex between an eighteen year old girl and her stepfather, handjobs, fingering, oral, cunnilingus, and lots of teenage hormones and insecurity. I climb out, taking each step slowly, and walk across the hot concrete to the diving board like a model on a catwalk. I climb the steps, walk the plank, bounce once, splash. I'm hoping if I do it enough, my bathing suit will come untied.

Maybe it will fall off. That will get my stepfather's attention. He's hesitating on the side of the pool. Is it my imagination or are his trunks a little tighter than usual? Big, beautiful Dawn has no idea that she's about to go on the ride of her life when her car breaks down on the wrong side of town.

Dawn's always been a good girl, careful not to offend and putting everyone else first, so when the two hot, buff black men that come to give her a tow are suddenly eager to satisfy her every desire -- including a few that she didn't even know she had -- what's a lonely white woman to do? Dawn felt a hand on her thigh. It was Higgs, reaching over from the other side. His hand felt so big, so heavy, so strong. She tore herself away from Coby and turned to kiss his friend, placing her hand on his fine, strong jaw as their lips came together in a warm, soft embrace.

The taste and smell of Higgs -- so similar and yet so distinct from Coby -- was all the more intoxicating, blending as it did with her still-vivid impressions of the other man. Coby's hand suddenly appeared on her breast, squeezing it gently through her blouse. He kneaded her flesh, his thumb rubbing over her nipple through the fabric of her top and her bra. Higgs reached down and grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled it up, assisting his friend so that Coby could slide his hand inside, bypassing the first layer of cloth.

She felt the warm tips of his fingers caress her skin over the top edge of her bra and little shivers passed through her. She felt her body responding enthusiastically to his caress, preparing itself to receive him. Dawn reached timidly down into Higgs's lap, searching. She found a lump down there, a long shape stretching a good way down his thigh.

At first she didn't believe what her fingers were telling her, but a firm squeeze of her hand confirmed her initial impression. She could feel his glans right through the fabric of his jeans. If Dawn thought she was lucky to get a tow from two of the hottest, buffest black guys she's ever laid eyes on, she can't believe her good fortune when the gorgeous, sexy mechanics working on her car turn out to be every bit as accommodating. Everyone in the neighborhood seems to be pulling together to make sure she gets her motor running! But is her toolbox big enough to hold their tools?

Ten minutes of Dawn could tell Trip was resisting her with all his might. He wanted to do the right thing, and the right thing in his mind would be to not take advantage of one of his customers. She knew that if she left it to him, he'd say no and she'd go home feeling guilty, embarrassed, and frustrated. She felt the lump under his coveralls with a sweet shiver of pleasure.

She felt Trip's erection grow and stiffen in her palm. It felt Dawn knew that it was his stupid feeling of propriety rejecting her, not his body, which was clearly on board with the idea. She put her free hand over Trip's mouth and started to rub and grope the lump in his crotch more vigorously. You don't have to move a muscle. Just sit back and enjoy yourself. Dawn grabbed the zipper of Trip's coveralls and unzipped him. He was wearing a faded yellow t-shirt underneath, a band shirt for some reggae band she'd never heard of.

She ran her hand over his shirt, feeling the muscles underneath. She could smell his soap and deodorant and the faint trace of his musk, now unleashed from confinement in the coveralls. She slipped her hand down inside the front of his coveralls and found his underwear. He was wearing boxers and she could feel his erection clearly through the thin fabric. It felt positively massive.

She wrapped her fingers around it. It was like a cucumber. Big, beautiful Dawn feels like a queen with Coby, Higgs, Antoine, and Trip at her beck and call, but she's about to find out what bliss truly feels like when her four handsome, well-equipped black lovers invite her to their old friend Rufus's birthday party. Rufus is getting more than a cake for his birthday, and Dawn has been asked to do the honors.

What starts out as a private show for a group of friends turns into the wildest night of Dawn's -- or anyone else's -- life! Dawn is used to taking them two at a time, but is she ready to blow out five big, black candles?! Dawn smiled and got up, looking around at the other men. A new song had started, with a similar, but, if anything, even more sensual beat. The men were no longer cheering and hooting the way they had been before; instead, their faces had that same intense, hungry expression that Rufus's face had.

The sexual tension in the air was so thick it was almost suffocating. They outnumbered her five to one. Dawn wasn't sure she could make it out of the room now if she tried. The men had sex on the brain, and she could see by the set of their faces that they were determined to have their lust satisfied tonight, one way or other.

Dawn had never felt so vulnerable or exposed in her life and felt a momentary doubt.

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What had she gotten herself into? Had this been a terrible idea? Was she really going to go through with it? Could she even say no at this point? Once again she lowered herself over Rufus's lap, her back to him, holding onto his knees as she gyrated. She lowered herself even more, until she felt the lacy crotch of her g-string brushing over the fabric of his shorts. Dawn lowered herself until she could feel their bodies touching through the fabric. The lump in his shorts was unmistakable now, pressed up against her almost naked sex.

She slowly and rhythmically rubbed herself against the long, stiff bulge, moaning softly. She knew now that things had progressed beyond the point of no return. She'd made her intentions clear; there was no going back At last, all 3 parts of Dawn's Big Black Adventure collected in one volume! These men know how to treat a big beautiful woman like a queen and have sexiness in spades!

Over pages of scorching hot, hard, BBW interracial action! Twosomes and moresomes! But is her toolbox big enough to hold all their tools? When Eslyn and Arlo find themselves caught in the middle of a brutal war between the humans and the centaurs, they must find a way to make themselves useful to their captors. Arlo can show the centaurs the best place to lay an ambush for the king, but what can Eslyn, a simple peasant girl, hope to offer a rough band of warrior beast men other than her fertile, nubile body This 14, word erotic fantasy adventure includes a resourceful but reluctant heroine being mounted, deflowered, and impregnated by a group of powerful centaur warriors, gangbangs, dubious consent, oral sex, cunnilingus, and interspecies breeding.

The tree had been stripped of its bark and the wood beneath was cool and slightly rough, but it wasn't uncomfortable. She gripped the trunk of the tree between her thighs and held on to the branches. The nameless centaur stepped over the bole, straddling it, and walked carefully up its length until he was immediately behind and above her. She could feel the heat of his body and the hairs of his horse belly tickling her back The Conch, imbued with Triton's powers, could literally turn the tides of war and save her city.

There's only one catch: the temple is located on Antimilos, an island sacred to the mer -- and the mermen don't take kindly to visitors. After a series of misadventures, including an encounter with the smolderingly seductive but brutal merman Xenius and a pair of mythological sea monsters, the plucky tomb raider's luck at last runs dry and she finds herself entangled in a merman's net.


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The penalty for desecrating the temple is death, but there's a loophole: the guardians won't kill a woman with a merman's baby in her belly This 25, word erotic high fantasy adventure contains explicit descriptions of sexual intercourse between a woman and several hunky mermen. There was a loud splash behind me and a cascade of water rippled over the tiles around my feet. My heart skipped a beat. It was too late. I turned, not knowing what to expect, and found myself face to face with another merman. This one was more muscular than the last, its skin a little darker, deeply tanned, its powerful torso glistening with moisture.

It had black hair as well, but this one's hair was cut short to the ears and hung slightly over its eyes. Its scales were a dark turquoise, almost black, and in the dim light they gleamed like gems. I took a step back and slipped on the tiles, landing with a wet smack against the smooth stones. I grunted, pain shooting through my tail bone as the merman slithered out of the pool and onto the tiles, flicking a spray of water across the room with its crescent fin.

Though its upper body was no larger than that of a powerful man's, the sinuous, serpentine tail gave it a ponderous mass. I scrambled backward, like a crab, and the merman darted forward, looming above me like a cobra. It dropped, forcing me down onto my back, hovering a few inches over my body. I held my hands against his cool, wet skin and tried to push him away. The muscles in his chest rippled and steely hands closed around my wrists, forcing them up over my head.

The weight of his body slithered between my legs, forcing them apart, and bore down on me, pinning me to the tiled floor. I struggled, briefly but intensely, but my efforts were futile. It was like trying to arm wrestle Hercules. The merman forced my hands together and bound both my wrists between the fingers of one of his large hands. Seeking alms in the city, the widow Lanara unwittingly earns the ire of a princess and finds herself locked in a cage beneath the arena. Unfortunately, she's not alone, and the two bull minotaurs who share her cell are determined to lock horns to see who will win the right to breed her.

Using the only thing she has--her fertile, nubile body--Lanara must find some way to tame the raging beasts. This 9, word erotic fantasy adventure includes a strong heroine being forced to mate with two powerfully built bull minotaurs, oral sex, cunnilingus, anal sex, double-penetration, and interspecies breeding. A mistake would be letting you out. That would be a mistake.

Good way to lose your head, if you know what I mean. There was a loud bellow from behind the men and the sound of stomping hooves. The gap-toothed man turned and yanked on the chains. The man with the keys gave his partner a sly look and then smiled coldly. She wants you to entertain a couple of her prize champions for an evening or two. A reward for good behavior.

There was a loud clank. She watched as the gap-toothed man wrapped the chains around his hands and pulled on them with all his might, the muscles of his arms and legs straining. The first man took a whip from his belt and snapped it. She heard deep, guttural sounds, like the grunts and snorts of cattle, and a pair of beasts shambled into view.

Lanara gasped and stumbled away from the bars Olivia loves to role-play But this time her desperate need for attention--and provocative attire--have taken things too far. Inflamed by her physical charms, her four male friends decide to take their boring tabletop adventures to a whole new level, living out their wildest fantasies, and showing her the real meaning of playing by the rules This 9, word story features a party of adventurers getting into all sorts of trouble, including exhibitionism, sexy role-playing, dubious consent, and a gangbang featuring multiple creampies!

Reviews: "Great story with an interesting premise. It fits with geek culture, and is meant for other geeks. Dan stood, smiling at Will. Olivia had an uncomfortable thought that this was what they had planned all along. She struggled a little, but small body's strength was no match for Todd and Steve. Dan and Will walked back to her. Olivia struggled, but they used both hands to hold her. At that moment, a strange yearning came over her.

Instead of screaming for help, or biting and kicking, she felt herself surrendering. A longing that she'd been denying herself for too long took over. Will's face flushed. Her words gripped their collective fantasy by the balls and made it real. For once, he looked confused and uncertain.

There was an awkward moment of silence. Suddenly, Dan grabbed her face and turned it towards his. His cold, blue eyes pierced into her soul, and she felt at once that she was powerless to resist. She nearly melted at his words, and felt her loins growing moist and warm. However, she managed to stay in character. She didn't really like any of these men, but something about the scenario was incredibly arousing. She didn't understand what was happening to her; her smug feeling of superiority over the boys was transforming itself into a craven desire to be dominated by them.

Todd and Steve seemed to be as confused and uncertain about the situation as Will was. They'd gotten themselves into something they'd dreamed about since the day they met her, but didn't know what to do with her now that they had her where they wanted her. Dan, however, knew exactly what he was doing. When she didn't move, he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down What's a girl to do when she's living at home and raging with hormones -- especially if she's been caught with a bag full of suspicious-looking green stuff?

If you're Hailey, you do what you have to do to keep people quiet -- even if it means indulging in shocking and risky behavior with someone you shouldn't! Volume 1 of the Get Out of My Bedroom! Series is a 5, word erotic short that breaks all the rules by exploring one of the most popular erotica kinks of all time.

Indulge in your deepest, darkest, naughtiest, taboo fantasies! My stepbrother was still squeezing my breasts and sucking my nipples and at first I wasn't sure I'd heard him correctly. My protest came across a trifle weakly. I knew I should have pushed him away at that point but I suddenly seemed to lack the willpower. Come on, Hailey; it's a win, win. You let me eat you out and I swear I'll shut up about the drugs. My pussy was tingling so bad it hurt, and my panties were absolutely drenched.

I knew it was a bad idea -- a terrible, awful idea -- but the thought of having my brother's head buried between my legs, his sexy lips sucking on my clit, his long tongue buried in my vagina, was too tempting to resist. Nichole is a good girl who likes to play violin.

But she has a diary full of dirty fantasies about a certain local rock star who's been forced to move home after some trouble with his landlord. What's a girl to do when the sexy singer uncovers her secrets and threatens to expose her shocking, submissive, taboo desires to everyone she knows? Give in to them, that's what!

Volume 2 of the Get Out of My Bedroom! Series is a 7, word erotic short that continues to break all the rules by exploring one of the most popular erotica kinks of all time. Surrender to your deepest, darkest, naughtiest urges! I pulled my hand away with a jerk. It's wrong! It's disgusting! Suck me off? I don't know how anyone who can write about going ass to mouth in their diary can have trouble saying something like blowjob. He strummed a few more notes and continued. You said so yourself. Or rather, you wrote about it. A lot. Daily, I think. I'm just trying to help you live out your dreams.

You suck my dick, and I won't tell mom and dad that their daughter's a horrible pervert Coming home early after yet another unsuccessful date, Melissa catches a boy snooping in her bedroom -- and it's not the first time! What starts out as a friendly holiday visit from a loved one turns into something much more exciting when he threatens to expose her secret career as a camgirl to the very people putting a roof over her head.

What's a girl to do but give in to the handsome young man's long pent-up desire to dominate her? Volume 3 of the Get Out of My Bedroom! Series is a 6, word erotic short that continues to break all the rules by exploring one of the most popular erotica kinks of all time. Is that what you want? You want me to strip down? To see your own sister naked? My voice started out with a tremble, but by the time I was finished speaking it was as soft and smooth as silk. Charlie nodded, his face intent, glowing with barely suppressed lust.

There was still a lump in his pants, and he wasn't bothering to hide it. I stepped over to him and leaned down, exposing my cleavage as I rested my hands on his thighs just above the knees. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear. The Get Out of My Bedroom! Bundle contains all 3 of the GOoMB! Check the descriptions above for more details and excerpts. Sam, Rowan, Minnie, and Carly are about to get more than they bargained for when they decide to visit Horatio's House of Unspeakable Horrors. Somehow or other — maybe magic was real after all! Sam felt the blood pounding in her veins, the flush of her cheeks, the swirling sensation in her belly.

She felt the aching, yearning heat between her legs, the excitement and confusion and joy of being desired so completely by someone she desired so completely — she felt all of it and knew that she was going to succumb one way or another, that her logical, rational mind, her careful, pragmatic, conscientious, prudent, cautious, fastidious judgment was no more a defense against him than that stuffed tiger in the gallery at the bottom of the stairs was a real, living, breathing tiger.

Patient, loyal, loving Lilo has a good job and a promising future, and he'd move Heaven and Earth to make his abstinent Christian girlfriend happy. Now the poor, devoted groom must watch from the sidelines as his beautiful, blushing bride bares all to a strange man on her wedding night. And they'd been saving themselves for marriage, too! Will their vows be enough to sustain them as her husband watches a big, black Bull consummate the marriage with his hotwife in his stead? Or will living the life of a cuck -- and the prospect of raising another man's baby -- be too much for him to bear?

Filled with anonymous sex with well-endowed Bulls, bareback creampies, and pregnancy scares. You doctors and your experimental drugs! I told Charity it was dangerous to get that vaccine! She'd never seen him like this. Lilo looked at her, breathing hard. For a moment they stared at one another and then he looked down, covering his face with his hands. His shoulders slumped, defeated. It was Charity's turn to feel contrite. Of course Lilo was worried about her. She would have been yelling at the doctor, too, if their roles had been reversed.

I know this will be hard to accept, but Physiologically, your body depends on it as much now as it depends on water and oxygen. From now on, you're going to need a steady supply of it. At least once a day, possibly more. Charity and Lilo are going to Jamaica for their honeymoon, and it's a vacation that neither of them will ever forget. No matter how much Lilo might want to! Patient, loyal, loving Lilo is footing the bill while his vivacious, beautiful wife has her way with any man who happens to catch her fancy. What's a poor husband to do if his wife's reaction to an experimental superdrug has given her an addiction to the life-giving sustenance of a strange man's sauce?

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Or will living the life of a cuck with a gorgeous, irresistible hotwife -- and the prospect of raising the product of another man's union -- be too much for him to bear? Charity was a good Christian, and had managed to wait until marriage before losing her virginity, but ever since the change, she couldn't stop thinking about sex. Even eating and drinking had become sexually arousing for her. Practically everything turned her on. She found herself evaluating men the way she used to look at food in the supermarket.

At the moment, all Charity wanted to do was wrap her lips around the handsome German man's Oktoberfest sausage. She leaned back, giving him room, and he stood up, his erection clearly defined against the front of his pants. He didn't seem the least bit concerned that everyone could see it. He shuffled from the window seat to the aisle, passing in front of Lilo, and Charity noticed her husband looking at the man's crotch, his eyes widening as he saw the other man's blatantly obvious erection. Lilo's face paled and he swallowed, glancing timidly over at Charity.

Charity ignored him and watched the handsome stranger make his way to the washroom. Charity waited for about a minute and then reached up under her sun dress and hooked her fingers in the elastic of her underwear. She pulled her panties down, rolling them over her knees and then down over her feet.

She handed them to her husband. Stacey and Brandon have been going to Parson's Lake for as long as they can remember, and this year they've brought four of their friends: Andy, Matt, Cassie and Brandon's girlfriend, Rachel. When an innocent -- but romantic -- blunder leads to a sudden and dramatic breakup between Brandon and Rachel, Stacey suddenly finds herself thrust into the awkward position of offering comfort to a man she's known all her life.

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I could feel the lump in his swimming trunks getting larger. I wasn't even sure if Brandon knew it was happening, but this automatic physical reaction had a curious effect on me. The rational part of my brain told me that I should be disgusted, horrified, offended, but instead I found the sensation almost distressingly erotic. All of my attention fixated on this hard lump swelling between my posterior cheeks. I didn't want it to end, but at the same time, I was afraid that he would realize that I knew it was happening and doing nothing to stop it.

I was afraid that he might think I was encouraging it and be disgusted by my complicity, that he might think I was some kind of pervert. I squealed, tried to roll over, to push him off, but all my wiggling only seemed to make him harder. Marion has to navigate the sexual and emotional complexities of a sexist dystopian future in which men have all the power and women have lost all their rights.

It isn't easy being Colorado Whipman's personal assistant. The hot, hunky billionaire businessman has a notoriously short fuse and his demanding, high-stakes lifestyle requires regular sessions of 'stress relief'. All part of Marion's job in this new Patriarchal culture where most women once more find themselves barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. Marion is one of the lucky ones.

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At least she has a job. But what does Mr. Whipman's wife think about their arrangement? More importantly, what does Marion's own husband think? In this Brave New World, cuckolding, wife-swapping, and trading sexual favors are the new normal. It all started with an epidemic: women stopped having babies. Governments scrambled, implementing sweeping changes that cost women their rights, despite the best efforts of feminists. Corporations put their top minds to work on a solution.

But the cure didn't put things back to the way they were; it changed everything. Eugina, the cutting-edge fertility technology replacing the Pill, put an end to the epidemic and gave humanity the ability to produce healthy, genetically fit children every time To avert cultural collapse, women must now sleep with as many men as possible Fortunately, Invigro, the new mood enhancer for men -- Harder, Stronger, Longer -- is there to help.

This challenging, controversial, and extremely graphic near-future dystopian science fiction erotic fantasy is sure to raise more than a few questions. Whipman stands up, suddenly very close, and towers over me. There are perhaps a half-dozen inches between us. He's six-foot-four, so even in four-inch dress code heels the top of my head barely comes to his chin. His shoulders are very broad, the product of careful gene selection on the part of his parents and a rigorous workout routine.

I feel very small when I stand this close to Mr. I have to tilt my head far back to look up at him. He makes me feel like a little girl waiting to be scolded. He raises one of his big hands, tucks a loose strand of my pale blonde hair behind my ear. Whipman could snap me in two like a celery stick. What else can I do? It's not like words mean anything at this point. They're just a formality. Something about the way he smiles at me makes me doubt his sincerity. I think he likes very much knowing that he terrifies me half out of my wits.

He likes to see me tremble. My heart is racing hard in my chest. His hand slips down under my hair and gently grips the back of my neck. It's firm, but not painful. Whipman just likes to remind me that he's the boss, he's never cruel. Dan stood, smiling at Will. Olivia had an uncomfortable thought that this was what they had planned all along. She struggled a little, but small body's strength was no match for Todd and Steve. Dan and Will walked back to her. Olivia struggled, but they used both hands to hold her. At that moment, a strange yearning came over her. Instead of screaming for help, or biting and kicking, she felt herself surrendering.

A longing that she'd been denying herself for too long took over. Will's face flushed. Her words gripped their collective fantasy by the balls and made it real. For once, he looked confused and uncertain. There was an awkward moment of silence. Suddenly, Dan grabbed her face and turned it towards his. His cold, blue eyes pierced into her soul, and she felt at once that she was powerless to resist. She nearly melted at his words, and felt her loins growing moist and warm. However, she managed to stay in character.

She didn't really like any of these men, but something about the scenario was incredibly arousing. She didn't understand what was happening to her; her smug feeling of superiority over the boys was transforming itself into a craven desire to be dominated by them. Todd and Steve seemed to be as confused and uncertain about the situation as Will was. They'd gotten themselves into something they'd dreamed about since the day they met her, but didn't know what to do with her now that they had her where they wanted her.

Dan, however, knew exactly what he was doing. When she didn't move, he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down What's a girl to do when she's living at home and raging with hormones -- especially if she's been caught with a bag full of suspicious-looking green stuff? If you're Hailey, you do what you have to do to keep people quiet -- even if it means indulging in shocking and risky behavior with someone you shouldn't!

Volume 1 of the Get Out of My Bedroom! Series is a 5, word erotic short that breaks all the rules by exploring one of the most popular erotica kinks of all time. Indulge in your deepest, darkest, naughtiest, taboo fantasies! My stepbrother was still squeezing my breasts and sucking my nipples and at first I wasn't sure I'd heard him correctly.

My protest came across a trifle weakly. I knew I should have pushed him away at that point but I suddenly seemed to lack the willpower. Come on, Hailey; it's a win, win. You let me eat you out and I swear I'll shut up about the drugs. My pussy was tingling so bad it hurt, and my panties were absolutely drenched. I knew it was a bad idea -- a terrible, awful idea -- but the thought of having my brother's head buried between my legs, his sexy lips sucking on my clit, his long tongue buried in my vagina, was too tempting to resist.

Nichole is a good girl who likes to play violin. But she has a diary full of dirty fantasies about a certain local rock star who's been forced to move home after some trouble with his landlord. What's a girl to do when the sexy singer uncovers her secrets and threatens to expose her shocking, submissive, taboo desires to everyone she knows? Give in to them, that's what!

Volume 2 of the Get Out of My Bedroom! Series is a 7, word erotic short that continues to break all the rules by exploring one of the most popular erotica kinks of all time. Surrender to your deepest, darkest, naughtiest urges! I pulled my hand away with a jerk. It's wrong! It's disgusting! Suck me off? I don't know how anyone who can write about going ass to mouth in their diary can have trouble saying something like blowjob. He strummed a few more notes and continued. You said so yourself. Or rather, you wrote about it.

A lot. Daily, I think. I'm just trying to help you live out your dreams.

You suck my dick, and I won't tell mom and dad that their daughter's a horrible pervert Coming home early after yet another unsuccessful date, Melissa catches a boy snooping in her bedroom -- and it's not the first time! What starts out as a friendly holiday visit from a loved one turns into something much more exciting when he threatens to expose her secret career as a camgirl to the very people putting a roof over her head.

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I stepped over to him and leaned down, exposing my cleavage as I rested my hands on his thighs just above the knees. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear. The Get Out of My Bedroom! Bundle contains all 3 of the GOoMB! Check the descriptions above for more details and excerpts. Sam, Rowan, Minnie, and Carly are about to get more than they bargained for when they decide to visit Horatio's House of Unspeakable Horrors.

Somehow or other — maybe magic was real after all! Sam felt the blood pounding in her veins, the flush of her cheeks, the swirling sensation in her belly. She felt the aching, yearning heat between her legs, the excitement and confusion and joy of being desired so completely by someone she desired so completely — she felt all of it and knew that she was going to succumb one way or another, that her logical, rational mind, her careful, pragmatic, conscientious, prudent, cautious, fastidious judgment was no more a defense against him than that stuffed tiger in the gallery at the bottom of the stairs was a real, living, breathing tiger.

Patient, loyal, loving Lilo has a good job and a promising future, and he'd move Heaven and Earth to make his abstinent Christian girlfriend happy. Now the poor, devoted groom must watch from the sidelines as his beautiful, blushing bride bares all to a strange man on her wedding night. And they'd been saving themselves for marriage, too! Will their vows be enough to sustain them as her husband watches a big, black Bull consummate the marriage with his hotwife in his stead? Or will living the life of a cuck -- and the prospect of raising another man's baby -- be too much for him to bear?

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From now on, you're going to need a steady supply of it. At least once a day, possibly more. Charity and Lilo are going to Jamaica for their honeymoon, and it's a vacation that neither of them will ever forget. No matter how much Lilo might want to! Patient, loyal, loving Lilo is footing the bill while his vivacious, beautiful wife has her way with any man who happens to catch her fancy.

What's a poor husband to do if his wife's reaction to an experimental superdrug has given her an addiction to the life-giving sustenance of a strange man's sauce? Will their vows be enough to sustain them as her husband watches one big bare Bull after another take his place in the marital bed? Or will living the life of a cuck with a gorgeous, irresistible hotwife -- and the prospect of raising the product of another man's union -- be too much for him to bear?

Charity was a good Christian, and had managed to wait until marriage before losing her virginity, but ever since the change, she couldn't stop thinking about sex. Even eating and drinking had become sexually arousing for her. Practically everything turned her on. She found herself evaluating men the way she used to look at food in the supermarket. At the moment, all Charity wanted to do was wrap her lips around the handsome German man's Oktoberfest sausage. She leaned back, giving him room, and he stood up, his erection clearly defined against the front of his pants.

He didn't seem the least bit concerned that everyone could see it. He shuffled from the window seat to the aisle, passing in front of Lilo, and Charity noticed her husband looking at the man's crotch, his eyes widening as he saw the other man's blatantly obvious erection. Lilo's face paled and he swallowed, glancing timidly over at Charity. Charity ignored him and watched the handsome stranger make his way to the washroom.

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I wasn't even sure if Brandon knew it was happening, but this automatic physical reaction had a curious effect on me. The rational part of my brain told me that I should be disgusted, horrified, offended, but instead I found the sensation almost distressingly erotic. All of my attention fixated on this hard lump swelling between my posterior cheeks. I didn't want it to end, but at the same time, I was afraid that he would realize that I knew it was happening and doing nothing to stop it.

I was afraid that he might think I was encouraging it and be disgusted by my complicity, that he might think I was some kind of pervert.

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All part of Marion's job in this new Patriarchal culture where most women once more find themselves barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. Marion is one of the lucky ones. At least she has a job. But what does Mr. Whipman's wife think about their arrangement? More importantly, what does Marion's own husband think?

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He's six-foot-four, so even in four-inch dress code heels the top of my head barely comes to his chin. His shoulders are very broad, the product of careful gene selection on the part of his parents and a rigorous workout routine. I feel very small when I stand this close to Mr. I have to tilt my head far back to look up at him. He makes me feel like a little girl waiting to be scolded.

He raises one of his big hands, tucks a loose strand of my pale blonde hair behind my ear. Whipman could snap me in two like a celery stick. What else can I do? It's not like words mean anything at this point. They're just a formality. Something about the way he smiles at me makes me doubt his sincerity. I think he likes very much knowing that he terrifies me half out of my wits. He likes to see me tremble.

My heart is racing hard in my chest. His hand slips down under my hair and gently grips the back of my neck. It's firm, but not painful. Whipman just likes to remind me that he's the boss, he's never cruel. Some girls aren't so lucky. He holds my head steady and stoops to kiss me full on the lips. I respond, as expected. The Invigro on his breath is an indescribable aroma. The girls in the office say it smells like freshly cut grass but it's sultrier than that. It smells like raw sex. Which isn't surprising, considering Invigro works by boosting hormone production.

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He held up the shot glass, now filled with a creamy white solution of breast milk and clear liqueur, for the girl's admiration. The girl was so busy rolling her eyes at his nerdy melodramatics that she didn't notice the surreptitious wink Patrick gave me through the camera. The girl took the glass and tossed it back. As I watched my breast milk hit the girl's tongue, I felt a sudden lurching sensation in the pit of my stomach, like I'd been turned inside out.

I quickly fumbled with the buttons on the joysticks, shutting the Wand and dildo down before I had another orgasm. I didn't want to cum to the image of another girl swallowing my boob-juice. The girl knit her brows, her mouth working thoughtfully as she tried to identify the flavor. Finally, she smiled. There was a cheer from Patrick's geek squad friends, who'd been watching the girl's taste test somewhat pruriently. His hand disappeared out of view, there was a clunking sound over my head, the tubes hissed, and I felt another exquisite round of suction on my nipples. More milk flowed out of me and once again my fingers slipped and I accidentally started up both the dildo and the Wand.

I groaned with surprise and irritation, but managed to shut them down before he could force me to cum a second time. I knew what Patrick was up to: he was trying to condition me like one of Pavlov's dogs, trying to pair sexual excitement with the sight of someone drinking my breast milk. But it wasn't going to work. I wasn't some brainless bimbo. I knew about science and stuff. I'd taken Intro to Psychology. Still, I couldn't stop myself from moaning as the tubes eagerly milked my teats.

I hated that Patrick had made it feel so good. I was so fucking wet and horny and it wasn't fair. The second girl, a mid-lister like her friend, took the shot and downed it. She went through the same series of expressions as her friend had, eventually settling on delight. That is really good! Jesus Christ!

I thought, blanching. If they all decide to have one, they're going to suck me dry! Sierra Madsen doesn't have much luck with men. After tossing out yet another cheating boyfriend, she shares her woes with the one person she can really count on: her teddy bear. A few drinks and one ill-advised wish later, Sierra finds herself in the middle of an unexpected -- and fuzzy -- romance with her favorite stuffed animal. Bigglesworth isn't like the men she's known: he's only got one thing on his mind and that's making her happy.

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I sobbed into his neck, overcome with a feeling of immense relief and gratitude. If I was mad, if all of this was just one big crazy hallucination, it was still exactly what I needed. We held each other for a long time, until my tears subsided and I began to feel more like my old self. I expected, at every moment, for Mr. Bigglesworth to revert back to an inanimate toy, for my psychosis to pass, and for him to resume his former identity as a man-made construct, fabricated from thread and buttons and stuffing.

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I had a sudden sense of foreboding. It was a sensation I'd grown used to living with Biggles. I called it my that-little-shit's-getting-into-trouble-again radar. A paw reached out and took my hand and pulled my arm over and I felt my fingers resting on something warm and soft and But Polly's not your ordinary missionary: as a devotee of Templetonism, the latest religious craze sweeping the nation, she wants people to take her message to love one another quite literally -- and she's more than happy to practice what she preaches!

In an era where Victorian prudishness would like to keep the body out of sight and out of mind, and Scientific Materialism would like to reduce it to an ugly, unfeeling machine, Polly wants to remind people that maybe, just maybe, if something feels good, it's because it is good, and that perhaps the road to Heaven is paved with bad intentions. Filled with humor, romance, and the best bison burgers you'll find inside or outside of a bordello. I'll do the Lord's work even if it means I have to tie you to the bed.

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Will this be one nut that's too hard for Polly to crack? But maybe I just lack faith? Are you willing to make a believer out of me, Ms. Her heart beat rapidly in anticipation. Thompson grinned with undisguised pleasure, and — Polly noted — a certain degree of smugness. No doubt he attributed her willingness to debase herself to his own good looks, wealth, and social status and not to what it was: an honest desire to do God's work. At this, Mr. Thompson pushed his chair back from the desk. He was slouching down, with his legs spread, inviting her with a gesture. Polly smiled wryly, got up, and walked around the desk.

She set her purse down on it, standing in front of him, and slowly untied her bonnet ribbon. Thompson was ogling her up and down, not bothering to conceal the lechery in his heart. Polly felt a little thrill of excitement low in her belly. She loved a man who knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to ask for — nay, demand — it. She set her bonnet down on the desk beside her purse, gathered the folds of her skirt, and slowly got down on her knees in front of him Taylor always knew he wasn't like other boys.

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The lights dimmed, and Jordan leaned back in her own chair, ready to enjoy the show. For about ten seconds, nothing happened. The audience was deathly silent, hanging on the edge of their seats. Bibi's face was being projected on the enormous television screens, her eyes closed, her long lashes brushing her flawless cheeks, her full lips slightly parted.

Jordan, as rapt as everyone else, had to admit that the woman was gorgeous. Simultaneously doll-like and wildly sensual, it was hard to imagine a more appealing test subject. The front of her dress exposed a titillating amount of soft, fleshy cleavage and was sheer enough that Jordan could see the small, hard points of her nipples tenting the fabric. Her colorful -- but short -- nails dug into the arms of the chair. Bibi smiled self-consciously, opening her eyes to glance around. They appeared slightly out of focus, as if she were paying attention to something other than what she was seeing.

Bibi smiled. Jordan gave her a moment to experience more of the Remoto in action. Somewhere in the studio behind the stage was a small room where Jordan's girlfriend, Leandra, was operating the other half of the device. The studio had thought it best to conceal the operator's identity from Bibi to avoid contaminating the experience with personal impressions of the operator's attractiveness.

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