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“He takes the head of his cock, and rubs it all over my pussy. Then he tells me to turn around, and pushes my face against the mirror. My pussy is wetter than ever…”

I was recently away from home for 8 days. I had a fabulous time, saw places I have always wanted to, met incredibly interesting people. I absolutely adored my trip, but was so so ready to come home. Continue reading

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True Erotic Story from Fleshbot.com: The Other Woman

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Does she touch you the way I would do?

Does her lustful desire compel her to close the space between you, to seek you out as you stand in a crowd, to trace with her delicate hand the line of your broad shoulders, the curve of your back as the eyes of surrounding hopefuls are upon you, their gazes devouring, brazenly undressing your imposing, muscular form? Continue reading

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Erotica: The Other Woman

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Does she touch you?

Does she touch you the way I would do?

Does her lustful desire compel her to close the space between you, to seek you out as you stand in a crowd, to trace with her delicate hand the line of your broad shoulders, the curve of your back as the eyes of surrounding hopefuls are upon you, their gazes devouring, brazenly undressing your imposing, muscular form?

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Fleshbot.com True Erotic Holiday Story: Your Cum Is In My Hair

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Thanksgiving and the holiday rush has begun. Shopping, ordering, errands, and attending a Harvest Festival at my son’s school was on the list of things for me do this week on top of the normal stay-at-home-mother duties I have to fulfill. Notably absent from that list is sex. Continue reading

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Fleshbot.com’s True Erotic Stories: Morning, Noon, and Night…

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8 a.m. Thanksgiving

He rolls over to me before the alarm goes off. Before we have to get up and get ready for the cooking and the cleaning and the people. Right now it’s just us.

His hand runs over my belly, down to the edge of my pajamas, and his fingers stroke my skin just inside the waistband. I wriggle closer, sliding under the covers. He’s already pulled off his t-shirt and shorts. His hard cock nudges my hip as D pulls the tie open and pushes my pants down. Continue reading

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Fleshbot.com’s True Sex Stories: The Drive

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The cab was beautiful. Sarah had told me the story while we ate: Her father had bought the truck so they could drive together, but a stroke had kept him from being able to stay on the road. Now Sara and Bruce were a long-haul team in a rig most young drivers would never have been able to afford. As I hauled myself up the two steps behind Sara, I was amazed by the color-coordinated interior. Orange and black seats. Tufted orange leather upholstery on the ceiling. Retro wood-grain trim. It was gorgeous. Continue reading

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Erotic Story: Sweet Transvestite, by Thomas Roche

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By Thomas Roche 

When Brooke saw the Rocky Horror Picture Show poster on the wall, she knew she was going to wank. It’s not like it should have surprised her; after all, she had spent her last two years in this house fetishizing that image, dreaming about that pout on Tim Curry’s face coming wickedly close to hers. She’d also spent a substantial portion of her last two years in this house fighting with her supposedly libertine mom over that poster (“It’s not that I object, I just don’t understand why you would want to look at a picture like that every day!”) Mom had finally given in and shut up about it, but to the day Brooke went away to college, she’d avoided coming into Brooke’s bedroom. Continue reading

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What An Asshole – An Anal Fisting First Timer ‘Fesses Up…

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By the Lippy Imp

Certain things in life you see and think, “I could never do that.”  Like swim the English Channel, eat a 72 ounce steak, stuff four billiard balls in your mouth, or pay money to see “Gigli”.  Unless you are a circus freak, you accept the fact that your body has its limitations, and you live your life accordingly.

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Fleshbot’s True Sex Stories: Beneath Your Beautiful

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By Scarlett Dubois

There are moments in time, an hour, a week, a month—which ever stands out–that you feel the luckiest, the most loved, and highly desired by one person. It feels right; cosmic in the sense that you know you belong in this moment and no one else could have taken your place. That love and fondness can exist in a moment of such global and personal sadness; and although you know what awaits for you when you fall from this cloud, the view was worth the climb… Continue reading

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True Sex Stories from Fleshbot.com: The Personal Touch

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Yummy Mister X,

Oh you are NAUGHTY. But I’m naughty too! And I love being the object of your teenage boy fantasies. How did you know I like to wear teeny bikinis, you monster? Am I that obvious? I hope so, because that’s the point of a teeny bikini, isn’t it? Since you still insist on being a funny mystery and not just coming over to my place again and seeing how my bikini fits for yourself, I will describe it for you.

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