New Stories posted in the last 30 days

A young woman meets an older Milf and what seems an innocent dinner leads to a sudden descent into a life of abuse.

18-year-old Alex is hopelessly addicted to stealing and sniffing his hot stepmom Lisa’s warm, creamy gym panties. When she catches him with his face buried in her soaked crotch, she flips the script: no more free sniffs until his crashing grades improve. One month of brutal panty denial follows — then the rewards begin. Good report cards unlock Mommy’s dirty panties on his face, long facesitting sessions, deep licking, raw fucking, and full anal creampie ownership.

A quick little stroke story inspired by a friends fantasy.

She finally gets to meet the man behind the messages, its always just a coffee.

A man falls in love with a woman’s beauty—only to discover, after a devastating accident shatters her body, what love truly means. As pain, loss, and quiet devotion reshape their lives, both must confront who they really are to each other. In the end, what begins as a fragile, one-sided marriage transforms into something far deeper—tested, broken, and finally reborn.

A guy rubs a magic lamp and gets a wish.

Suzie the slut discovers she likes girls as well as boys!

Midnight Midnight veils London in shadow. She waits at Embankment, coat parted, lace stockings bare above, slick beneath skirt. He emerges—tall, eyes devouring. Fingers trace blouse, nipples hardening. Mouth devours hers, deep. Kneels, tongue laps slick folds, circles clit slowly. She shudders, comes biting cries. Lifts her, thrusts deep—rolling, filling. They grind against rail until she clenches, he spills hot. Vanishes. She smiles, marked. Midnight

In the hotel room by the North Saskatchewan River, Isabelle stood in crimson lace, flushed with anticipation. Alex circled, fingertips teasing her ribs and curves until she trembled. He knelt, mouth hot on her belly then lower—tongue slow and deliberate, fingers curling inside until her orgasm crashed in waves. He stripped, entered her deeply. They moved hard and urgent—nails raking skin, breaths mingling—until they shattered together in sweat-slick release.

Mika thought the nightmare was over when she woke up. She was wrong. What begins as another ordinary morning quickly becomes something far darker. The train, the university, even the women-only car — nowhere is safe anymore. Someone is watching. Someone is waiting. And with every passing hour, the girl she used to be slips further away. How much more can she lose before she stops fighting?