Read free with no registration: 1070 uncensored explicit stories. New stories every day, many with real voice audio narration.
The first thing I noticed was the scent of her—jasmine and warm skin, cutting through the sticky sweetness of champagne and the crush of bodies on the dance floor. The second thing was the way her uniform clung to her, that cheap black dress the catering…
The air in the studio was thick with dust and the ghost of stale perfume. I was the new lighting assistant, and my first job was a solo shoot with the owner, a woman named Elena who ran the place with a kind of cold precision that made the temperature drop.…
The air in the sauna was thick, wet heat that clung to my skin like a second layer. I could smell cedar and the faint, salty tang of my own sweat. Maya was perched on the bench across from me, her sketchbook balanced on one knee, a charcoal stick dancing…
"Marko, you're staring again." I blinked, the wine glass suddenly heavy in my hand. Elena's voice carried that knowing lilt, the one that made my wife's presence in the kitchen feel like a distant echo. We were alone on the chalet's wooden deck, the…
The mountain chalet was steeped in the smell of pine firewood and expensive wine. I stood at the huge window, staring at the snow-dusted peaks, when Lena came up behind me and ran her fingers along my waist. Her breath scorched my neck. Desire flared…
The sauna was a cedar box of heat and silence, and I was sweating out a week of deadlines. My name is Lena, and I’m an artist, which means I spend most of my life staring at screens or canvases, not at the naked woman stretched out on the cedar bench across…
The smell of old paper and dust mixed with something sharp, masculine. Lera stood between the shelves, clutching a worn volume of poetry, and felt goosebumps race down her spine. Sergei, her husband's best friend, was too close. His shoulder nearly brushed…
The scent of jasmine and spilled champagne hung in the air, and I caught her across the crowded tent—Maya, my next-door neighbor, laughing with her husband’s arm around her waist. She looked over, and her eyes held mine a beat too long. That was all it…
"Another one, please. Something that'll actually get me drunk." I looked up from the glass I was polishing. The woman leaning against the bar was new — not one of the usual office drones I'd been serving all night. She was wearing a navy blue skirt suit, the…
I stood at the very edge of the roof, the wind whipping the hem of my skirt while the night city sprawled out below in a sea of lights. My heart was pounding, but it wasn't from the height. For six months, I'd been secretly watching him—my boss, Alex—and…
The damp evening air of the woods clung to our skin. We pitched the tent by an old pine, and within the first few minutes, as we were stretching the tarp, I caught her eye. Anna, my new hiking companion I'd picked up on the trail two days ago, was staring at…
The heat hit me like a wall the second I pushed through the sauna door, a thick blanket of cedar and steam that clung to my skin. I’d come here to sweat out the night’s shift, to rinse the smell of gin and lime from my pores, but the sight of her stopped me…
The first thing I noticed was the smell of her sunscreen, coconut and salt, mixed with the sharp tang of the yacht deck’s varnish. The second was the way her yoga pants clung to the curve of her ass as she bent over to adjust a deck chair. I’d been her…
She was wiping down the same table for the third time, and I knew it wasn't because the marble was dirty. Giulia. That's what her name tag said, but I'd been coming here for two weeks, and I'd learned more from the way she moved than any tag could tell…