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The fluorescent lights of the hotel lobby cast a harsh glow on her face, highlighting the exhaustion etched into her features. Jenna had been working the graveyard shift for the past month, her eyes often glazing over as she checked guests in and out. The monotony was broken only by the occasional rush of a group or the rare oddball traveler with a story too wild to be true. Most nights, she found solace in her fantasies, a secret garden of desires she tended to during her breaks. Her thoughts often drifted to the taboo, to the dark corners of the internet where she could be someone else entir… 阅读更多内容

In a small, dusty corner of a second-hand bookstore, a young woman's eyes skimmed over the spines of the forgotten tomes. Her name was Lila, an art student with a vision that burned brighter than the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. The smell of old pages and a hint of mildew filled the air, a familiar scent that brought comfort to her creative soul. As her fingers danced across the books, she stumbled upon an aged photograph in a battered magazine. It was of a woman, her beauty captured in a moment of time, frozen but not forgotten. Lila felt an inexplicable pull towards the image, the wo… 阅读更多内容

This is a work of fiction The afternoon sun cast a warm glow through the living room window, illuminating a dusty dance of particles in the stillness of the air. Tessa, a curious and spirited girl, had just come home from school, her mind buzzing with the day's gossip and algebra homework. Unbeknownst to her, the quiet house would soon host an unexpected encounter that would alter the fabric of her youth. Her footsteps echoed down the hallway as she made her way to the kitchen, calling out for her mother, expecting the usual pattern of kitchen sounds. Silence greeted her instead. Peering int… 阅读更多内容

The neon lights of the club flickered and danced, casting a kaleidoscope of shadows across the writhing bodies of the dancers. Amidst the throng, a solitary figure stood out: a girl with hair so dark it was almost blue, with a solitary streak of pink that shone like a beacon in the night. Her name was Charlotte, and she had a look in her eye that told you she was hunting. She wasn't alone in her quest; Rachel, her girlfriend, moved through the crowd with the same predatory grace, a stark contrast in her short-haired, punky style. Charlotte's eyes locked onto her prey: a girl with legs that we… 阅读更多内容

Based on a friend story. I am writing a lesbian threesome story but as its more fun to write its taking longer John lounged on the couch, his eyes glued to the TV, as the laugh track of a sitcom echoed through the living room. Sarah and Helen, cousins as close as sisters, sat cross-legged on the floor, their eyes occasionally drifting to the screen before returning to their own conversation. The air had the scent of fresh popcorn and the faint sound of a lawnmower from outside. "So, what's the plan for tonight?" John asked, shifting his gaze from the TV to the girls. Sarah looked up, a mis… 阅读更多内容

"Come on, Sarah, you've got this," Emily said, her voice a comforting murmur through the phone. Sarah took a deep breath, glancing at the clock on her bedside table. It was already 7 AM and the sun was peeking through the blinds. The day of the big presentation she had been dreading for weeks had arrived. "Just remember, what I told you, going commando will give you a confidence boost, trust me" Emily continued, a hint of mischief in her tone. "It'll be our little secret." Sarah hung up the phone, her heart racing. She had always been a bit of a geek, more comfortable with test tubes than cro… 阅读更多内容

In the heart of the bustling city, Tessa Hartwell was known as a force to be reckoned with. Her sharp intellect and unyielding spirit had earned her a reputation that resonated through the gleaming corridors of Hartwell, Castellanos, and Reed - the most prestigious law firm in town. At just 28, she had already carved out a niche for herself, handling high-profile cases with the finesse of a seasoned professional. Her office was a testament to her success, adorned with awards and framed diplomas that cast a soft glow under the ambient lighting. Tessa's personal life was equally notable. As a pr… 阅读更多内容

"Pete, this is so embarrassing," Fiona giggled, her eyes wide with mischief. "You can't just leave me with your wife all night like this." "Trust me, she's a riot once she loosens up." Pete winked at her as he adjusted his tie in the mirror. "Just keep her out of trouble, and I'll owe you one." Fiona rolled her eyes playfully. "I'll try my best, but no promises." The charity ball was in full swing, a glittering sea of tuxedos and evening gowns that filled the grand hotel ballroom. Fiona looked stunning in her simple black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Mary, on the ot… 阅读更多内容

Fiona was a no-nonsense kind of woman, her hair always tied back in a neat ponytail and her business suit impeccably pressed. She had been sent to this tiny, forgotten town for a work project that had already lasted three weeks and would likely extend another week. The hotel she was staying in was as bland as the town itself, with peeling wallpaper and a bed that felt like it was made of concrete. Her work was going well, but her personal life was suffering. Being a lesbian in a place with no gay bar was like being a fish out of water, desperately gasping for air. The need for intimacy grew w… 阅读更多内容

Fiona pushed the heavy oak door open and stepped into the dimly lit pub, the smell of stale beer and sweat mingling with the faint aroma of fried food. She scanned the room, her eyes searching for a familiar face, a reprieve from the dreary solitude that had become her constant companion over the past six months. Since the break-up, she had burried her self in work, tonight she needed some fun. She approached the bar and took a seat on the sticky vinyl stool. The burly bartender eyed her curiously before asking, "What can I get ya, love?" His gruffness was a stark contrast to the tender care… 阅读更多内容

"I'm not going to wear any underwear today," Linda whispered to her reflection in the bathroom mirror, her hands gripping the edges of the sink. She took a deep breath, feeling the cool porcelain against her palms. Her eyes searched the room for any signs of doubt, but all she saw was the neatly pressed mid-thigh business dress hanging on the back of the door. "It's just a dress, just a piece of clothing," she murmured to herself, trying to calm the butterflies doing somersaults in her stomach. "A dress that says 'I'm professional, I'm in charge, and I'm not wearing panties.'" With a wry smi… 阅读更多内容

.... see before reading here https://xhamster.com/posts/10316423 Leaning in close I feel his breath on my neck as he whispers, “You fucking slut. You're all wet'” I try to constrain a moan as he strokes my virginal pussy though my knickers. The bus is still quite empty and no one is paying attention to us. I’m both terrified and overwhelmed by the situation, but a part of me is also enjoying it. The thought of being defiled by this vile creature is turning me on more than I ever thought possible. As the bus jolts and sways with its movement, his hand slides under the elastic band of my pant… 阅读更多内容

"Alright, you know the rules," Marcus said with a smirk, slapping a crumpled twenty into Tessa's palm. "Last one to get a lap dance buys the first round." "You're on," Tessa retorted, her heart racing a bit as she took the bill. She knew what the night would bring: a blend of awkwardness and excitement, surrounded by the loud, pulsing bass of a strip club and the smell of cheap cologne. She was the only woman in their little group of developers, and she had agreed to come along mostly to keep the peace and to prove she could hang with the guys. They stumbled into "The Peppermint Pole," the neo… 阅读更多内容

I have vaginismus and I've never been with a man. But since I was in secondary school, long before I worked out I was gay, I have had a fantasy about being well, I guess, m*****ed by a dirty old man. And the fantasy has never really gone away. I guess it started listening to the older girls talking about being groped on the bus to school, and my fantasy grew from there. Now don't get me wrong. The reality would have been horrible and this is purely fantasy. Here it is: I am traveling home on the bus in my school uniform. I'm sitting by the window when, at the next stop, an old man in his lat… 阅读更多内容

So what are Ur plans for when life gets back to normal and things reopen? For me, I think when clubs reopen I am going to go in just a dress an start kissing the first girl that catches my eye on the dancefloor. And wait for her exploring hands to discover that I am commamdo hehehe… 阅读更多内容

Someone sent this to me so i thought i would just answer it and post it Are you male or female? Female Age? 27 At what age did you start masturbating? early 13 How many times a week do you masturbate? depends where i am in my cycle but perhpas 4 to 5 How many times do you orgasm each time you play with yourself? atleast once but more when i am feeling greedy or it was only a small one Where do you masturbate: In bed? Mostly In the shower? Yes In the bath? not that much fun Outdoors? not really At work? only if working from home Every room in the house? Never in the downstairs loo or the k… 阅读更多内容