Sex Toys Stories

Marie manages the House of Sensuality in the shadows of the Eiffel Tower. She works hard and keeps all of her girls in line with firm discipline. Sometimes on the Metro she must accept the use of her body with grace and dignity. Her daughter is learning all the tricks much too soon for Marie's liking. Her "special" friend Nicolette is a blond with no scruples and no morals. Marie knows she has to set her straight even if it means hard lessons.

Desperate men take a high school girl's ass in a mall against her will.

Sue wants to be the best housewife ever. When her husband's boss and his wife ask her to fill in sprucing up their house when her husband is away on business, she wears her mom's yellow and white apron and her special French undies to do the best job ever. Soon she is taking care of the needs of the father and the son while the wife Carmen is away helping tend her daughter-in-law in the hospital for her first birth.

A Story in the SexualRevolutionaries Universe
What happens when Jewish guilt meets Catholic guilt, on a honeymoon in San Francisco where no one knows you? What is the proper etiquette for when you forget to put away your vibrators and the hotel lines them up and puts chocolates on the tips? What happens when she tries out for a strip club? Do they have futures with polyamory and sensuous BDSM?

At last it arrived, a gold and black vibrator, batteries included in a plain package.

This is a continuation of Much deviltry afoot, you should read that first. Jay gets revenge on his cruel parents, and I get an assfull of Jay.

Tim's family is the first one moving into a row of townhouses. The community pool is finished and staffed already, but it isn't open yet. The two black bull pool staffers open to the ripening and willing Tim, though, and cover him in the locker room.

It didn't seem possible that in this modern age, human beings would actually be hunting each other instead of wild animals. Zelda always felt sorry for the poor creatures of the wild that were outmatched against a long range rifle or even a high velocity compound bow with steel tipped arrows. Now she wished this group of heavily armed jerks would go after the animals and not her because she was afraid.

Jesse's itch was under her leg cast and she couldn't reach it no matter how hard she tried. So she decides to scratch her other itch in the hope it would distract her from the terrible discomfort.