A "sweet sixteen" party ends up with him deflowering his daughter and her best friend, and screwing another teenager that weekend. In the second chapter, they all join a swinger's group for non-stop weekend sex. The third chapter features their latest member, a fourteen-year-old nymphomaniac with a sordid past as a "sex slave" to two men.
Amber's story of how she met an older man at the McDonald's where she works, and how he subtly seduced her and took her back to his hotel. Even though Amber thought the idea of doing an older man was gross, this guy was so smooth that she ended up letting him eat her and fuck her and give her a series of intense orgasms
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A story in the Dark Tales Universe
A story set in the far future. After being stationed in an orbital platform over one of the moons of Jupiter, a man discovers that there are things available to him that ordinary people are not privileged to own. Among them is a rather lifelike android.
The year is now 2186 and sex work is a common occupation. Nearly every young person knows at least one friend, sibling, or cousin who works in the industry, and no one would bat an eye when they saw a sixteen-year-old working behind the counter. It was a normal part of society, no different from any other profession. And the industry continues to thrive, despite its low wages. No one questioned how things had gotten this way. It was just life. And for Lila, this was just another night on the job
I called out "Hello?" and walked slowly forward. I felt like I was intruding. But I was dumbstruck by the vivid green walls of foliage that hemmed in the garden making it the most private feeling space in the whole of London. "Can I help you?" a girls voice behind me made me jump. I turned around. She was holding a garden fork firmly with both hands, the tines pointing nonchalantly towards me like she could strike out effortlessly if she needed to.