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Room Service
Erica Daniels was dead tired, and all she wanted was a hot shower and a good nights sleep. A full day of meetings with designers and financial officers had left her totally spent. She always hated coming to New York, not only because of the endless traffic jams, but because it always seemed like every thing was fast, fast, fast with never an opportunity to just take it easy. At least she was in a nice hotel with room service - the last thing she felt like doing was fighting her way through a restaurant crowd.

She picked up the phone and dialed ‘8′. In a few seconds she was being connected with the kitchen where she ordered a Caesar Salad and a hamburger rare.

“Twenty minutes,” she replied, “good, I’m famished!”


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Lia and The Queen
Slave girl Lia waited, feeling apprehensive. What duties would she be expected to perform? She’d only heard vague whisperings of what went on in this chamber, hushed mentions of lust and lascivious desires.
The Queen had made her choice earlier that evening at dinner. Lia had been serving the wine when the elegantly jeweled hand had shot out and grabbed her wrist, drawing her closer to the royal gaze. The Queen had studied the girl’s face before letting her eyes travel down Lia’s body, clad only in a simple white shift, a sly smile spreading across her face.

She abruptly gestured to her male servants. “Bring her.”

Thus she’d been escorted here, dressed in more elaborate, silken garments and left to await the Queen’s pleasure on a lustrously exotic bed.

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Waiting For You
I am lying in bed waiting for you. The clock shows 1am. I have placed candles around the room and put on some erotic music. I have taken a long hot shower, shaving my pussy so that is it smooth for you, as you love my pussy this way. I am laying there, my pussy wet and aching for you.

I hear your car pull up, I hear you walking to the door, turning your key and coming inside. You turn off the lights I have left on for you. The stairs begin to creak as you walk up them and then you are in the bedroom with me. You look at me on the bed, your eyes feasting over my body, staring at my erect nipples, then moving down to my bald pussy. You can see how wet I am.
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Seduce Me
Raw and honest, provocative and titillating, Dahlia Schweitzer’s Seduce Me lays bare the secrets of desire in stories of sensuous encounters, illicit affairs, forbidden passions—and obsessive hungers that must be satisfied, no matter where or when they arise.

In these vivid tales of lust without limits, the lines are blurred between fantasy and reality, propriety and necessity. There are no boundaries or taboos, only needs to be fulfilled.

Here women and men risk everything in pursuit of sexual satisfaction—and business always mixes with pleasure.

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Valentine’s Day Gift Guide
It’s that time of the year again, Valentine’s Day! While it’s hard to know what to buy him (or her) at the best of times, deciding on the perfect Valentine’s gift can be nothing short of a dilemma. Do you go for something romantic? Or something cheeky? Or naughty?

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The whisky burned as it slid down my throat. It tasted like cough syrup to me and I had to fight to keep it down. Next to me my best friend Brooke took another hefty swig, her face contorted from the taste.

She looked over at me and stuck her tongue out. “What do ya want to do now?” she asked with a slight slur to her words.

We had been hanging out in her room since after school. It was now about 6pm and we were hammered. This was the first time that I had ever drank and I was both excited and scared to death that we would get caught.

“Let’s just hang out here,” I said and lay back on the bed.

She lay back next to me and we rolled onto our sides facing each other. We had been best friends for 2 years now and knew everything about each other. She reached for my hand and held it loosely in hers.

“You know what we should do?” she asked smiling.

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The Trouble With Chastity
Once upon a time, in a kingdom called Coitusland, there lived a beautiful princess named Chastity. Chastity was the most beautiful girl in the land. She had long, blonde hair, sparkling green eyes, and full soft lips. Her body looked as though the Gods themselves had molded it. Large round, firm breasts, a tiny waist and a tight shapely ass. Chastity had lots of suitors. All of the noblemen in the land wanted her. But Chastity was unhappy. She had never had an orgasm. Her sisters, who were not as pretty as she, had orgasms all the time.

“It’s just not fair!” cried Chastity one night, “our people are raised to give and receive pleasure, and here I am the favorite princess of the people and I’ve never had the sexual pleasure that is my God-given right as a princess to receive.” She decided to speak to her mother - the Queen. Chastity knocked on the door to her mother’s room.

“Come in” the queen said. “Chastity my darling, why do you look so sad? Come sit by mother and tell me what’s wrong.”

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Valentine’s Day
Annika made the final adjustments to her makeup and wondered what Bob had in store for their Valentine’s Day date tonight. Frankly, she didn’t expect much. Sure, Bob was a great guy, and they got along well, but the man was born without a romantic bone in his body. His idea of a perfect evening seemed to involve a plate of Nachos and a Farrelly Brothers DVD.The mirror reflected her mouth as it twisted in a wry smile. He probably would have completely forgotten Valentines if she hadn’t given him several large hints about it. The well-placed jewelry catalogue didn’t get his attention as much as her loud musings about lingerie, but it had worked out well enough in the end.

“Happy Valentines Day,” he’d told her on the phone this morning, a smile in his voice. “Let’s do something special tonight.”

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Adrienne’s Ironic Lingerie
“Did you say ‘erotic lingerie’?”"No, ironic lingerie. It’s erotic, too, of course. But this was not the point I was making.” Adrienne’s eyes glinted with sharp intelligence and dry humor, as they usually do.

Okay. I had no idea what she was talking about. But I was used to that. I love Adrienne madly, and when her eyes glimmer that way she can speak nonsense or Old Norse, and I won’t mind.

Furthermore, I’d learned that this was a woman who could teach me a thong or two about underwear, and that the lessons were always most enjoyable. Like the night she’d explained “boyshorts” to me - with the vivid, hands-on approach favored by all the best teachers.

“What do you mean you want to show me your ‘boyshorts’?” I said cluelessly. “Is all your own underwear in the laundry or something?”

Adrienne tried not to laugh too hard as she slipped off her jeans. She didn’t say a word as she rubbed her palms slowly along her hips, emphasizing how nicely the “boyish” cut of these baby-blue panties flattered a feminine shape. A flutter or two of her fingers along the front served to underscore that these ultra-brief briefs had no fly, and that they had been designed for nobody but a girl. Even before she turned around to slap her own butt cheeks and show off the way the perky cotton hugged them, I was sold.

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The Interview
His secretary showed me into his office closing the door behind her. I sit down in the chair opposite his desk crossing my legs.

He looks at me and asks, “What are your qualifications?”

My skirt has ridden up, revealing my white thigh above my stockings and I can see him staring. I begin telling him about all of my job experiences, but his green eyes are roaming all over my body.

“Are you wearing any panties under that skirt?” he asks.

“No”, I answer uncrossing my legs spreading them apart slowly. As my legs part, my skirt rises higher allowing him full view of my wet pussy lips.

“Nice”, he says, moving in front of me and kneeling down.

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Threesome By Appointment
Lisa found herself wondering at the whole situation. Here she was, sitting half-dressed on the couch between her husband of six years and a gorgeously well built and exceedingly suave male escort. They were all sipping drinks and courteously discussing the weather as if what was about to happen were a normal, everyday occurrence. Her heart was beating madly, her panties were soaked in anticipation, and yet it all seemed so terribly unreal.

It was all her idea, of course.

“I want you to watch me fuck another man,” she’d casually whispered over dessert at their favorite local restaurant.

Jack’s eyebrows had shot up in surprise, shocked more by the location of her suggestion than the content of it. They’d shared fantasies before; he knew of her wandering eye, and her lush fantasies of double-cocked pleasure. He was turned on by it, she knew.

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Broken Vows
by Lliandrin
Walking into the dimly lit bar Adriana held her breath. She could not believe that she was here. Married women do not go out to bars alone, yet here she was in her sexiest dress. She was a pretty woman. Not beautiful but pretty. Tonight she looked sad and a little scared. Her long brown hair was loose about her shoulders curling delicately at the ends. Her face was a little pixieish with plump red lips and green eyes. The dress was black with spaghetti straps that left her smooth shoulders bare. It was a simple sheath made out of a frothy material that clung to her generous curves.

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