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I’ve always had a reputation for being a bit of a free spirit. I was born in Quebec, and maybe that’s where my love for adventure comes from. We all know the Quebecois are fond of adventures! I’ve never been afraid to explore my desires, and that’s exactly what brought me to this small, romantic town on the coast of Italy last week. I’d been wandering the winding streets, taking in the sights and sounds, when I stumbled upon a quaint little cafe. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries wafted through the air, and I couldn’t resist stepping inside.

As I entered, I noticed a handsome man sitting alone at a table near the window. His eyes met mine, and I felt a spark ignite within me. He smiled, and I found myself drawn to him like a moth to a flame. I approached him, my hips swaying seductively as I walked. “Mind if I join you?” I asked, my French accent on full display. He grinned and his eyes sparkled with mischief. “Please, do,” he said, gesturing to the empty chair across from him.

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On my tropical vacation last week, I’d somehow stumbled upon this adults-only amusement park called “Erotica Land.” It wasn’t advertised on any mainstream tourist sites, more like a whispered legend passed between hostel-dwellers. Intrigued, and admittedly a little bored, I found myself walking through its surprisingly tasteful, yet undeniably suggestive, gates.

The park was a kaleidoscope of risqué rides and themed attractions, but one particular monstrosity dominated the skyline: a colossal, undeniably phallic structure that twisted skyward. A neon sign at its base pulsed with a name that made me snort-laugh: “The Cocktival.” I couldn’t resist. As I got into the line, a theme park employee, looking suspiciously like a retired burlesque dancer, handed me two items. “For the cream, sweetie,” she purred, pressing a sealed condom and a pair of industrial-strength swim goggles into my palm. My eyebrows shot up. This was going to be an experience.

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A BBC Dream

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Bethany

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I was looking up at him, stroking my tongue up and down his cock. Suck his balls, slurping them in my mouth, as my chin drips in a slobbery mess, and I deep throat that big black cock. I was making a huge mess on the hottest athlete in college. Sexy, sick pack abs, big bubble firm ass, juicy lips, and dreamy eyes. He knows exactly how to do it. The best.

He picks me up in his arms.  This man is FINE as fuck!! He slowly strokes his fat black cock inside my tight little hole. Very gently, he’s giving me the long, deep strokes all through my walls. Each stroke he moves his hips, and his fatty bounces up ! OH MY GOSH he has the perfect body. A BBC dream. This will send a shiver down your spine. The best sex with man I have ever had was with BBC.

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In Miami

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A couple weeks ago, my girlfriends and I took a girls trip to Miami. We had been planning this trip for months. I have never been and my friend Izzy said it was so much fun!  Feeling my toes in the sand, the beautiful sunsets, and the gorgeous beach was a dream come true. We went to a local night cub our second to last night. It was a Jamaican spot, with great vibes, loud music, and the most delicious food I have ever had. We were surrounded by 6’4 Jamaican / Dominican men who were all build like a tank. Solid muscle, with perfect six pack abs. These men were beautiful. One guy caught my attention, I could tell he was checking my friends and I out.  He walked over to our table, and asked if him and his friends could buy us a drink.

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My professor’s wife came into work last weekend. She told me that she needed to talk to me. I told her that we had nothing to talk about. But then she started to raise her voice. I didn’t want her to cause a scene. I had already sacrificed enough to keep this job. I wasn’t about to let her screw it up for me. I knew that she was a very vindictive woman. If I didn’t do what she said, she would try to ruin my life. So I agreed to meet with her.

The next day I went over to her house. She was alone. There was something different about her. A side of her I had never seen. Sweeter and softer. Suddenly I saw what he must have seen in her all those years ago. There was actually kindness in her eyes. It made me wonder what she had to tell me. I started to worry that it was something serious. But then she told me. She told me that she can’t stop thinking about me no matter how hard she tries. And that she has overpowering feelings for me. I never could’ve imagined her feeling like that.

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I smoothed down the frayed hem of my cutoff shorts, letting my fingers linger on the tattered band patch sewn onto them. Another city, another arena, another high that pulsed through me like the bass line thrumming through the floor. I wasn’t some starry-eyed fan at the barricade; I was part of the chaos, an honorary member of the circus.

My life was a blur of tour buses, grimy green rooms, and the fleeting intimacy of late-night hotel rooms. Some girls want the ring, the white picket fence. Me? I want the next gig, the next scream from the crowd, the next chance to lose myself in the primal rhythm of a live show.

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It was simple, blowjobs, no penetration at all. I would see him quite often. A regular, no real conversation. Which I preferred from clients. So he was definitely one of my favorites. He would come by and it was mainly his show. He would connect his phone to my speaker and play his choice of music while I sucked his cock. He would play different kinds of genres of music.

I found this to be very enjoyable because I never knew what he would choose. Adult contemporary, Rock, R&B, Classical… Etc… 

He was a total night owl so I would leave the door unlocked and encourage him to help himself in. He had been a client for a bit now, showing up super late in the night. I had no clue if this was because of his work or something. We never spoke on this level and he never disclosed it. I would snooze some or watch a movie or doze off nights I knew I would see him.  

It was after 3am when he showed up, I was fast asleep. He woke me, gently nudging me, I immediately woke up.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

It all started when I was in college, exploring my sexuality and figuring out what I liked. I was always fascinated by the idea of giving head, and I wanted to be the best at it. So, I took it upon myself to learn everything I could about blowjobs. I started by reading (well, looking at) Hustler magazines, watching porn, and even talking to friends who had experience in the matter. Learning about the importance of teasing, using the right amount of pressure, and the power of eye contact. I practiced on a few willing partners and got better with each encounter.

One day, I met a guy at a party who was known for being quite the ladies’ man. He had a reputation for being good in bed, and I was eager to see if the rumors were true. We hit it off immediately and decided to go back to his place. As soon as we were alone, he wasted no time in getting undressed. He lay back on the bed, and I dropped to my knees, pulled his pants down, and took his fat cock in my mouth like a good little slut.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ve always been a fan of the taboo and the forbidden. That’s how the idea for “OnlyFucks” was born. OnlyFucks is a naughty bookstore where anything goes and sex is always on the table. My mind is a playground of naughty thoughts and ideas, and I know I need an outlet for all that pent-up energy. What’s better than opening a business that incorporates all of my favorite things? It’s okay, baby. I can already see the curiosity in your eyes, and I know you have questions! And I’m more than happy to answer them for you!

I want OnlyFucks to be a place where people can come and explore their wildest fantasies without judgment. Where they can let loose and have some fun. The store will be filled with books and toys that cater to every kink and fetish. From bondage and discipline to exhibitionism and voyeurism, there will be something for everyone. And if someone can’t find what they’re looking for, they can always ask one of our knowledgeable and experienced staff members for help. All of whom will be dressed in their finest lingerie and leather, of course!

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

My usual detached composure faltered the moment he introduced himself. “Good evening, I’m Liam, and I’ll be your server tonight.” “Stella,” I managed, my voice a little huskier than I intended. “Nice to meet you, Liam.” He was tall, with a lean build that stretched the fabric of his black uniform a little too perfectly across his chest and shoulders.

There was a spark, a subtle flirtation in his gaze that mirrored my own. I found myself lingering over my order, asking unnecessary questions about the drink list, just to keep him at the table for a few moments longer. I’d catch his eye from across the room, and he’d offer a quick, knowing smile before attending to another table. It was maddening and exhilarating all at once.

He talked about the specials with a passion that made me want to order everything, even the things I didn’t usually like. His hands, as he poured my drink, were long and elegant, with just a hint of muscle. My imagination ran wild, painting scenarios that had no business existing in a crowded public restaurant. He was just doing his job, I reminded myself, but my body wasn’t listening. My pussy was throbbing. A delicious, unbearable ache that could only be soothed by one thing…Liam’s cock.

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