Our protagonist meets a lovely young woman on the Internet. At their first date in person, she confesses that she isn't human. They go somewhere private for her to prove this to him, and when she does, sparks fly. Warnings: Body horror, sex with a monster.
Hyacinth has simply got to have it. She is reduced to working herself into a lather of repressed sexuality on the organ and now that is the only way she can get the release she needs to function as a fully liberated woman.
I was the center of attention at last weeks Friday night sex party/orgy. Tied up in front of ten men who took turns at fucking me. Humiliating, awkward, exhibitionist, a little painful but incredibly hot.
Male-perspective bisexual: Colorado cattle rancher Jess stops, as usual, during a cattle drive to Omaha, Nebraska, to have his "go" at a male bordello along the trail. He's covered by Damon, who Jess mistakenly tells where his Colorado ranch is. When Jess gets back home from the cattle drive, he finds Damon settled in as a farmhand on the ranch and on his way to having his way with everyone in the family, all who succumb to him. What possibly could go wrong?
A story that deals with a sexual dilemma that confronts us all in one form or another. We cannot pass judgment on the solutions of others. We can only look at them with an open mind, seeing how some members of our society face the problem.
She waited for her seventh guest of the night. Or was it still afternoon? Maybe it was morning already. Maybe it wasn't her seventh guest. It might as well be her ninth, or her thirteenth.