Analingus Stories

Choose your own adventure. Black Flag: (least spoilers/you want the darkest ride): Libby's life as a small-town librarian is brought to an end the night two monsters masquerading as men drag her through a portal into Hell. Subjected to public humiliation and ritualized depravity beyond comprehension, Libby clings to one certainty: none of this is random cruelty. What purpose does it, and will she, ultimately serve in this terrible new world? Red Flag blurb is in the Preface.

A Masturbation Diaries Story
Two friends that I've previously masturbated with get together with me for a circle jerk and more

On the brutal and cruel fringe worlds of 24th century outer space, a group of sixteen twenty-something young women are held captive in the hold of a converted space freighter. Unsure why they have been chosen, or what fate awaits them at their destination, the group form intimate relationships. Without other forms of entertainment, and their food laced with aphrodisiac compounds, it isn't long before satisfying sexual urges becomes their driving goal.

Being the manager of a hotel has some benefits - and in this story the benefit is a hot, blonde 18yo who works out with you in his g-string.

A young man takes control of his sexually disturbed mother and uncovers some deeply intriguing facts hiding in his family archives. In the process he is drawn into his mothers perverted sexual landscape. Has he bitten off more than he can chew?

Male-perspective bisexual: Talented college tennis player Scott has worked the summer at the Dupont Country Club tennis club in Wilmington, Delaware, along with three tight-knit banker class couples dubbed the Gang of Six. Scott is working class; the Gang of Six are privileged, spoiled, and highly sexed. Scott sees his Labor Day Weekend invite to go to a river cottage with them as his step up. The gang has other ideas.

Mommy teaches Tommy.

My sexy dentist and her assistant treat my phobia with sex. Another dentist strips and treats my wife. The vists are real to a point.

What could beat, in risk avoidance, if you have a fetish for fourteen-year-old boys, a scheme of arranging a hookup on Key West in the shore time of a Caribbean cruise port call—arranging a hookup on board, making the hookup after getting off the ship, and getting back on the ship and sailing away after humping the boy in a seedy motel? What possibly could spoil that?