Starco Smut Stories

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Lusted Oil

by Steven_Starc on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The early morning dew is on the grass all around us this early grey morning. We both find ourselves on the backyard patio sitting together on a nice strong wicker recliner that's form reminds me of the typical pool chairs women frequently lay in for either sun bathing or propped up to read a good romance novel while wearing a white sun hat. This wicker chair...

My Pussy Controls You Ch. 05

by JeffreyFreemont on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My Pussy Controls You – Part 5 (Finale) John, Theodore and Samantha Logan have trained, fought and have even had sex, to prepare for a battle that will change the world forever. The war is between Sarco the Snake Man and his army of sexual super power freaks Vs. John, Theodore and Samantha Logan, with the help of a top secret government organisation, lead b...

The Alteration

by jasonf100 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

This all happened quite a few years ago. I parked my little Honda in one of the spaces designated for laundry/cleaner patrons, gathered up my dirty shirts and a pair of too-large slacks, and started inside. The plate glass windows flanking the door were half opaque, obscured by signs telling about all the good things they could do for you there: shirt speci...

My First Day at Work Ch. 03

by nakedindian on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

It was only later that I realised Vaishali was never on her way over to join us.That was Lux's desperate attempt to get me hard again. She had not bet on Poonam getting me turned on so much that I spent all my energy on her. Usually, that would not be a wise thing to do for a newbie. Not gratifying your boss meant instant firing. I knew it when I went ram-r...

Emails

by MarvinS on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter One – Supper and the First Email. What I cooked for supper isn't important to the story, but what I cooked it in is. When it is my turn to cook I sometimes make stir-fry. I don't have a wok, but use a large skillet. Well, I don't know if skillet is the right word. It's not one those heavy cast iron things, but a no-stick pan with fairly high sides....

Oro-Pussy-Penis-Anus MD Therapy

by DerekTheene on Aug 30, 2017
Anal

Office Frederika Pashun, MD, PhD Sex Therapist "Hello, I am Dr. Frederika Pashun, but you can call me Dr. Fika. How can I help you Mr. Jacklowski?" "I'm OK thank you. Dr. Fika, you can call me Andre." The Doctor's office had the sterile smell of being wiped down with alcohol. Dr. Pashun was dressed in starch white, lab coat, tight miniskirt and blouse,...

Servicing Her Needs

by DemiClayton on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Sweetheart.." she cooed, prancing out of the bathroom in a see through lace robe, visibly beneath it was a matching black lace bra and thong, clinging to her breasts barely and showing off every curve of her pale, supple body. She crept over to the bed where her husband was adjusting his tie around the collar his starch white dress shirt. She climbed across...

What You Don't Dare The People

by cowboy109 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The seersucker shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbows. A dark stain worked its way down the spine as the tropical island sweet dripped. Khakis accentuated his athletic butt cheeks. His feet swiftly stepped past the discarded plastic piece and exposed-bone carcass of a dog. A baby tied to the back of a black mother with a cloth cried with the lethargy of...

Erotic Dream Cream Catcher

by Satin and Lace on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Going in the empty house was a little nostalgic. My grandparents had lived in this home for seventy years. They had been gone only three months, it was my first time to come inside. Opening the door the odors immediately took me to a child again. The lemon smell almost caused me to cry. Starch, cleanliness engulfed my senses. I was there to gather a few thi...

Axiom Ch. 05

by drunkenphilosophy on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

She was greeted at the door by Alfred, who invited her in with a knowing smile. "How nice to see you again, Ms. Kenner." "Thank you, Alfred. Is he busy?" "Not that I know of, Ms. Kenner." He took her coat and gestured at the sofa nearby. "He's in the study, but I'll be sure to let him know that you're here. Please, have a seat." As he walked away, Gwyneth...