Our hardcore sex stories are for those who like "edgier" stories, pushing the limits. They are typically difficult to classify in other categories, and will usually involve multiple elements that may not be to everyone's tastes.
Stories which contain the following, are likely to be found in this hardcore section: gagging, rough sex, choking play, ass-to-mouth, watersports, cum-play, snowballing, anal play, enemas, face-sitting, cbt, fisting, cock beating / face slapping, and other types of sex usually reserved for those who like the more extreme forms of sexual activity.
Ellie’s story My husband, Carl, and I first met Alex and Kate shortly after our children Alexa (Lexi) and Will started dating. By the time they got engaged, we were fast friends. We shared more than a few experiences and had numerous interests in common....
Despite this cold December evening, I nudge the window open. A breath of wind flutters the silk curtains but does nothing to soothe my burning loins. I won’t reach to relieve myself. Just one stroke is all it would require, but no, I don’t deserve such pl...
My body trembles as I kneel there, fully aware that I am at the mercy of the casting agent and powerless to resist his thirst for pleasure. My gaze is drawn to his cock, which is perfectly positioned at my eye level and stiffens with each stroke of his ha...
His massive erection leaves my throbbing, clenched asshole feeling sore, and my tight anal walls contract and relax in an attempt to return to their normal state as I remain bent over the desk. "Your ass is so tight, I almost couldn't get my dick out," th...
Slave Del Muerto was aching for days. Doing his chores and Keeping his Mistress’s affairs in order. She’d ordered five new Slave Dolls and it was his job to make their schedules. Arrange their lodgings and get them up in time for training every day, dress...
Wow. Today I woke up to feelings and emotions like I’ve never experienced in years. My mind was racing, it was filled with erotic thoughts and images, and my libido felt like that of an eighteen-year-old kid, and it all happened because yesterday at work...
It was around 2 a.m. when we pulled into our camping spot at Galveston Island State Park following a tiring 5 hour drive. My wife and I were both aching and weary from the trip, so we decided to take a quick, refreshing, stroll down the beach before setti...
I did sign the twelve-month contract. Money talks and Ken was despondent when I told him I might not want to. I rationalized my quandary over being a prostitute by convincing myself that the contract was indeed for a consultancy service and, in any case,...
I sat there in the rear of Paula’s car as she drove; Brenda’s arm was wrapped around me. There had been chuckles at my expense, mutterings that had now just become background noise. I didn’t care if collecting lady's telephone numbers had been just a Bren...
Gwendolyn was almost always horny; she even masturbated in her sleep. Long before she crawled out of bed, nude, with her thighs covered in cum, sex juice, and nectar from the previous night’s orgiastic tryst, her entire essence was overwhelmed with arousa...
It was a long day of "Yes ma'am, no ma'am" on the stand regarding the minutiae of evidence I had been in charge of collecting for the team. Kind of pointless if you can just read the report. But for legal reasons by credibility is demonstrated and I answe...
My phone buzzed against my desk, and I frantically scrambled for it so as not to disturb the monastic quiet of the open-plan office. I flipped it over, and Lucy’s face and number flashed on the screen. I swore under my breath. The last thing I needed righ...
I hate nostalgia. I consider it a powerful drug. When you believe the good old days were the best time of your life, you’re not living in the moment, and you might truly be missing out on the best time of your life. My personal belief is that every day sh...
“You never told me your dick was this big,” Sharon observed. Kurt didn’t respond. His erection was becoming painful. Having exhausted his store of excess semen in Paula Fowler’s cunt the day before, Kurt just needed to calm himself. By now, he well knew t...
We splashed into his hotel room, making out like teenagers. His mouth tasted like bourbon and mine like cranberry vodka as our saliva mixed in sloppy kisses. His thick arms wrapped around me and made my athletic frame feel petite. Our tongues missed occas...
