Turnons. The name of the app was surely vague. Alex found the website almost by chance, while idly browsing her usual sites and blogs looking for some unusual amusement. It took a little while for her to realize it, but that same app kept coming up every now and then. She first heard of it in one of Lit's chatrooms months ago, but now she had tried so...
- I was wondering if you had a spare minute for me, professor. - Yes, Susie. - Alex answered mechanically. Her mind though was elsewhere. Give me just a second, she managed to say with a feeble voice as her heart started beating faster again. She took the phone from her back pocket, the screen lighted up and showed a bright red banner. Another one. The c...
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- The subversive potential of sexual desire will become a major theme for Marcuse. He finds that society tends to repress sexual impulses in order to keep a tighter grip on individuals, defining what and how they should consider appropriate when it comes to pleasure and satisfaction. And in this way keep them part of a properly working capitalist society. To...
The closest clothing recycling bank was a few blocks away. Alex had been sitting for a few minutes in the living room working out the fastest and most secluded root on Google maps. She was still too mentally involved in completing this last dare and get some well deserved time off Turnons, so she didn't have the time to drink in the subtle feeling creeping...
After about a week of playing back and forth on the Internet, "Chodette" and I were ready for our first coupling. We had already ascertained that we had the same turnons, and the lack of turnoffs. Our first coupling was outstanding, it was as though neither of us had "eaten" in months, we were both desperate for satisfactory release. That first weekend went...
"We need to take a few small steps before you can really dive into it." A few steps between her and the living room. It shouldn't be so hard right? Even dressed as she is, given what she has to do. She just had to take a few steps and then everything else would have been out of her hands. More or less. * Alex and DarkPassenger had been chatting for almost...
"Hello?" came the sexy, girlish voice that answered after three rings to the toll-free number. "Hi Cristina, it's Pete Smith," I replied. I'd decided to make another of my patented, late-afternoon phone calls to the phone sex service and talk to my personal favorite. When she heard my voice and knew it was me on the line, I could hear a little intake of b...
What happens when a repressed slut leaves home, goes to college in the big city and gradually becomes the complete nympho she's always wanted to be? Well, that's what I'm here to write about. I've turned into a complete fucking whore over the last year and I have no regrets about it. Not yet, anyway. Here's what you should know about me. Molly Roxxoff is no...
As Russ stepped off the plane, he smiled to himself. Pulling his long brown coat tighter around him and yanking his hat down on his hairless head, he entered the terminal. He was there to keep a promise — one made to Kathleen, an Internet friend. He said if he was ever in her state, he’d meet her and they would hold a proper make-out session. No actual sex,...