Sex Toys Stories

The fourteen-year-old Filipino towel boy at a New Orleans French Quarter male brothel, Mama Rosa's, gets initiated with the rubber hand-tipped scepter of a former Mardi Gras king.

The deflowering of the virginity to being mounted by men of a fourteen-year-old boy as beautiful as the Italian vineyard worker Paulo is so precious that, with care and lack of scruples, it can be sold more than once.

Jessica is her Master's submissive cumslut. She enjoys being used by him and she treasures the fact she is owned by him. She willingly serves him in every way she can...

Chuck and Jessie are cousins, and at the start of their Senior year they are both single. And as the summer goes on, they become "kissing cousins", then more.

A Christina Cooper Story
During her first month at Hornburg College, Christina discovers that she has very good teachers, but no friends. Will she be able to change that before the end of that month? And is it really true that all her teachers are good?

Those long-running TV afternoon time fillers. They consist of implausible plots, caricatures of perfect people wearing designer clothes, are filled with ever-changing feuds, backstabbing, shifting relationships, and characters who appear briefly when needed but then disappear without reason, and poor acting. But even though we know all this, we become hooked and go along for the ride. Here is a Soapie of my year living dangerously with sexfighting Asian females.

A new rhythm of work and desire.

Private tutoring sessions evolve into intense, secretive passion on the kitchen counter, her body responding to the youth he brings.

In a rundown Kansas City apartment, unemployed Mia pays rent with her body. What begins as voyeuristic window shows for neighbor Caleb escalates when landlord Harlan blackmails her with hidden videos. Coerced submission turns into craving—first private, then courtyard, alley, street, bar. Double-teamed under strangers’ phones and headlights, Mia’s addiction deepens: vulnerability becomes power, shame becomes ecstasy. She begs for more exposure, more claims, until surrender is her only identity.