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Aurelia “Well, well, well,” Cassie, my new college best friend shouted over the pounding bass, leaning in so I could hear her, “Aurelia the good girl in a club.” I rolled my eyes, the neon lights strobing across her amused face. Good girl. If only she knew. Good girls didn’t let their stepbrothers fuck them in locked bathrooms. Good girls didn’t spread their legs under breakfast tables while four other people chatted about mergers and wedding dates.

The click-clack of a woman's high heels approaching the confessional stall gave the priest an unarguable guess of his next penitent's gender. The door swung open and almost immediately, the fragrance she wore stole the atmosphere. Fr Gregory became the curious cat. Well, he has always been. Then the overwhelming and compelling need to see this woman whom reminds him of Rose of Rome. This penitent who was there for absolution and whose fragrance reminds him of the years he hoped to spend his youth on the thighs of Rose an Italian beauty queen. Some how, this fragrance evoked feelings of sensuality and hot coitus desires even though it felt wrong at the moment.

Too long, if she was ready to jump a stranger five seconds after laying eyes on him. She swiveled around to face Sophia again and took a drink of her own beer. She hoped the liquid sliding down her throat would cool both her body and her thoughts. Her friend's lips were twitching as she tried to conceal a smile. "You're new here," Sophia commented. "You know everyone in Lucasville?" he asked. "Pretty much. At least the ones who come to the pub." "The Love Pub." He frowned. "Does that describe some kind of activity here?" Both women burst out laughing.

(This story contains themes of forced sex and domination. Do not read if you may find this triggering.) The pub was already crowded when they arrived. Helen found a table in one corner, as far from the band as possible; bands were notoriously loud here. She scanned the room. It was brimming with hot blokes, and she remembered the local rugby match that afternoon, so the pub was full of the players. She grinned. Rugby was her favourite spectator sport because the men looked incredibly fit and muscular. She had had many vivid fantasies about them.

Everyone smiles and grabs the knife together. Everyone looks at each other then Everybody blows the candle together and hugs each other with lots of love. "This is not ending our story but this is just the beginning of our new lives." Goodbye 50shades of puberty readers. Love you all. __________End____________

His tiny caged cock, locked in a pink steel chastity cage for four straight months now, leaked constantly whenever she even whispered about her plans. It was Cindy’s 29th birthday. She had rented out the entire top floor of an exclusive rooftop club in Manhattan that catered to the city’s most discreet high-end swingers and kink community. The venue had a glass-walled penthouse suite overlooking the skyline, complete with a large circular bed platform in the center, multiple couches, a fully stocked bar, and a raised stage area with spotlights.

After Finn was done, he turned to leave, but Nathan called out to him. “Hold on.” “Yes, Mr. Langley.” Finn looked at him in bewilderment. Was there something Nathan needed him to get done? Finn stood where he was while Nathan took a deep breath. He asked coolly, “Where is a good place in North City to go on a date?” This question startled Finn, and he almost burst out laughing. His boss, the iceman, was finally melting! Finn coughed gently and said to Nathan, “There's a nice hot spring nearby that’s pretty nice, Mr. Langley. It’s newly opened, and it’s located in the middle of the hill. It’s called Wellness Hot Spring.”

The only downside is that they all know about my crush on Dylan. “Damn, the tucker is delicious. We need to eat here more often.” Aria says. I nod in agreement. The pub opened a month or so ago, and I know the guys wanted to try it. I don’t think they have made it here yet, but I have a feeling that once they do, we will be here damn near all the time. When those guys find a spot they like, they return repeatedly. The pub we usually go to is starting to attract a crowd the guys don’t like. We found a table in the corner and sat down. I admit this pub has more to do than the other. I can see several pool tables and a few dart boards; this one even has a dance floor. I can see that J

I groan as we walk together to find Malison. “You mean your hot cousin?". Yeah, Gabby had a thing for my cousin. Infact, she wasn't the only one who had a thing for him. I mean, he is so hot, and undeniably, I might have a thing for him too. “He is not so hot". I sigh. Pftttttttttt, what a big lie! He is literally the hottest guy I've ever set eyes on. “Whatever miss four eyes". She retorted.

Gage gently touched his lips to Nicole's entrance. She closed her eyes, and her hands reached for his hair, holding him in place. Nicole let out a soft moan as Gage's tongue began to move slowly, sending shivers down her spine. Gage's tongue continued its gentle exploration; Nicole's mind went blank. The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee, the warmth of the sunbeam streaming through the window, and the gentle hum of the city outside all faded into the background. Everything else ceased to exist, leaving only the two of them, lost in this moment of pure sensation.