Adult Female with Adult Female Stories

The Contessa offered me a job when I needed one. I was broke. She ran a tight establishment with me and Kitchen Girl, and she didn't hesitate to get physical when she didn't like something we did. That is, until Kitchen Girl and I decided to change the Contessa's script a little to teach her a lesson she wouldn't forget. There's a bit of rough-ish sex in this story but it's not severe enough even to code for it. It's explicit, but it's a love story. Really.

A young woman finds a shy tentacle monster in her laundry room.

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Sometimes one bad decision ruins a person's whole life.

"Shy friends" come to visit. Hosts hope to seduce them into Nude Day. Teachers become students. They celebrate together in and out of home, shopping, at a park all wearing fox tails.

His daughter finds his 20-year-old journal and is aroused. While Jilling, her mom finds her naked and strips. After eating each other, Aunt Eli finds and joins them. A separate journal explains the pending questions.

Erotic coming-of-age / hardcore college corruption tale Sweet, sheltered 19-year-old farm girl Lila leaves her hay-scented hometown for the very first time, wearing nothing but a too-short sunflower sundress and zero underwear beneath it.

It's a short flight, Pamela is in the aisle seat in the last row, and the woman next to her in the window seat is masturbating. Illustrated.

A woman goes to a tropical island to relax after a bad divorce and finds herself kidnapped and taken into a lifestyle unlike anything she'd ever been involved in before. Will she find love or will she be kept from her family forever?

I woke up after a few miserable sick days and every woman I came across was now politely and overtly offering me total free use. Or seemingly total, I should say.