Just another dead pornstar. Her parents will mourn the loss, but society won't. People will see a pretty girl saddled with debt, cut down in her prime in a seedy profession, tut and move on. That's the way this business works. Always has. It’s quiet in the studio, only a faint whine from the LEDs that circle the rows of dials and buttons on the editing console. I stare down at her lifeless body spilling out of the crop to...

Southtown is a village in the north of England. Sadly, their village hall is in urgent need of expensive repairs. The all-female committee have fund raised most of the money but are a thousand pounds short of the required sum. Some ladies on the committee were, however, very enlightened and realised that they had an ace up their sleeves. One well-known resident was Sue Dawkins, better known as Spanking Sue, who was a star...

Trailing in the pungent, inescapable chlorine-scented wake of Danny, Candace reveled proudly in the jeers of passing housekeepers and couples within the claustrophobic corridor, most of whose female counterparts would have risked everything to be in her shoes in that moment. As the towering 6’2” Danny began to decelerate, Candace and Paul felt a surge of nervousness, realizing they were mere moments from reaching his room...

Marital hall passes were something only ever mentioned in the movies, or jokingly brought up between couples while in an intoxicated state. The odds of a spouse being presented with the opportunity of a random intimate encounter with Chris Hemsworth or Sydney Sweeney had been so miniscule that it was typically just something passively agreed to in the spirit of avoiding a stupid argument. Paul’s entire life began to flash...

When the sun went down on the tenth day since I had opened up to Christian about my secret past in pornography, he still had not called. He had texted a couple of times in reply to me, but it was bland stuff like, “How was your day?” and “College going ok?”. After our conversation, he’d said, “Will you understand if I take some time to think? I’m not breaking things off. But this is kind of a shock, Roser. It doesn’t soun...

Well, this happened fifteen years ago. Since then, almost every time I jerk off I still think about it. I was twenty-nine and had a twenty-six-year-old girlfriend. We had been dating for a year at the time, and we were living together. One Friday night, we went to a party in an apartment of a friend of hers in Recoleta, the most chic neighborhood in Buenos Aires, Argentina. There were about thirty or forty people, all you...

Sitting in the lecture hall, I strained my vision to read the slides on the screen. They were swimming before my eyes, and the light of the screen set off jolts of pain in my throbbing head. I looked away, focusing on the professor. Professor Lopez was a well-known historian and, in fact, one of the reasons I’d applied to this college was to study under him. His were the only lectures I was still going to. They were that...

“Cut! Cut! Cut!” “For fuck sake, Brenda, do I really need to remind you? Lift. Your. Fucking. Ass! I need to see your butthole in the shot. And you, whatsisface, Barry? Is this your first time? You’re not fucking your girlfriend here dammit, we’re making a goddamn movie. Is it too much to ask, for you to just move your hip to the side? So maybe the camera can also get to see her cunt too? It’s like I’m working with fuckin...

Casey took extra care shaving that morning, since the blackmailer seemed to have such a problem with seeing any stubble. It was such an unfair expectation. With her fair skin and dark hair, the best she could hope for was maybe half a day or so before the five o’clock shadow effect started to become visible again. Then she wrapped the butt-plug and lube and placed them into her bag. She knew that her blackmailer expected...

Seated at the bus-stop two bored-looking middle-aged men look on as the sky-blue intercity bus rolls to a halt. But for them and the pastel-colored bus, the road and sidewalk are largely deserted at this time of day - a scene emblematic of the quiet suburban town at large in the midst of covid. An elegant-looking young woman dressed in a minimal zebra skin full-sleeve crop top and denim shorts steps down from the bus in t...

Casey rose much later than usual to find her mother was already packing up the breakfast things. She realised she only had time for a quick bite anyway if she was going to make the track to get some laps in before class, so she grabbed a granola bar. The memory of everything that had happened the day before had dulled somewhat but still lingered. “Morning, Casey. Was that Jolene’s car I saw last night?” her mother asked a...

Misty patiently stood in line, her entire petite body shivering in silent anticipation. She was about to meet her favorite adult entertainment actress, the stunning and sweet blonde bombshell that was Roxxy Amore, the most coveted and hottest transgender woman in the business. At six feet and two inches, she resembled an angel with her long honey blonde hair that fell down to her small waist and her stunning aquamarine ey...