A collection of various sex stories. 


Volume 1 - The Frivolous Skirt Chasing Pervert 

Volume 2 - The Harem King of a Female Dormitory 

Volume 3 - Stranded

Volume 4 - NTR Lover - I'll Steal All Women


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Hello everyone so aaj main aapke liye laayi hu ek new sex hot stories. start - Hii guys mera naam muskan hai aur main shaadi shuda hu. maine shaadi se pehle graduation complete ki. college mein mera ek boyfriend tha. uska naam vishal tha. hum dono ek dusre ko bohot pasand karte the. hum dono ne kabhi kabhi ek saath raatein bhi bitayi.lekin humne kisi ko bhi nhi bataya .ki hum dono ek saath sote the.hum dono ne ek saath kabhi sex nhi kiya.hum dono sochte the lekin nhi kar paate the. ek din hume wo mauka bhi mil gaya. hum dono bohot excited the sex karne ke liye. aur mera haal to main aapko bata bhi nahi Sakti. wo mere ghar aaya. maine us poore din bra and underwear hi pehen rakhi thi kyonki mujhe baahar to jaana nhi tha isliye. maine usse badam dudh ke baare mein pucha usne mana kar diya usne kaha- ki mujhe tumhara dudh pina hai aur vahi pine ke liye to main yahan aaya hu. phir usne mujhe badam dudh pilaya aur mere saath lip kiss karte karte usne dudh pi liya. phir hum dono ese hi ek ghante tak lip kiss karte gye karte gye. humne shaam ko sex karna chalu kiya. main bohot dari hui bhi thi. phir usne mujhse kaha ki I'm with you . tumhe darne ki zarurat nahi hai. hum dono ne pehle to saare kapde utaar diye. phir main naked hoker uske upar baithi . mujhe us waqt bohot dard ho raha tha. Lekin phir baad mein maza aane laga . phir wo aur tez Karta gya  aur main aur tez chikhne lagi usne mere saath lip kiss ki taaki main chikhu na. hum dono ne raat ke 3:00 am tak sex kiya. phir hum dono ese hi kabhi kabar sex karte the. hume to bohot maza aa raha tha. the end. so okay guys keep loving my stories. main phir aaungi nayi story ke saath bye bye. 🙈🙈🌠🙈🙈❣️❣️❣️❤️❤️ sex is my life..........................

Tia straighten up and attentively looked at TP anticipating and waiting for her to start her story.

The truth is, aside from sharing lewd photos online anonymously. She love to read erotic novels too. She have a huge collection of digital ero novels and hentai mangas.

But her favorite sex stories are the ones supplied by her best friend. Because she's a nymphomaniac, she had lots of stories to tell her whenever they meet up. 

She would tell her all the details about her sessions, she even tell her the size of her partner's penis.

They had such an open relationship that's why she enjoyed being with TP. They don't judge each others preferences and pervertedness. 

"My patron and I met up and we went to his hotel room and had a wild sex all night long. The end."

TP finally said. Then she teasingly smiled to Tia.

"Boooooooo, so stingy. Give me more!" Tia demanded. She's unsatisfied with her friend's boring story telling.

"Go create your own sex story bitch!" TP snapped back.

"You're old enough, aren't you going to try it? Instead of hearing my story wildly fucking boys why don't you try it yourself? You're such a pervert but still a virgin. You're a disgrace to all the perverts out there." TP jokingly scolded her. 

"You know I feel disgusted when a man looked at me with full of lust right?" 

She helplessly replied. She knows TP was just teasing her, but honestly the thought of her losing her virginity had always crossed her mind. She wanted to try and see if the things she read and hear are true.

"Bitch how about your boss? You said you don't find the way he looked at you repulsive... He even sent you a bodyguard today. Maybe he likes you? He's even your mighty savior. You can use your body as a thank you gift to him. How about that?" TP suggested. She wanted her friend to experience the wonders of sex. 

"Are you insane? I can't do one night stand with my boss. No way!!!" Tia instantly denied her idea. 

"Bitch who said it's just a one night stand?? I heard your CEO Lee is good looking, he's a perfect catch. If you don't want him, im gonna taste him myself." 

Then TP stood up, aiming for the door, she's gonna ask for CEO Lee's contact number to Rin Chan.

⚠ ⚠ FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY ⚠ ⚠ 
***some scenes/chapters have mature content, language, gore, and violence that might not be suitable for general audiences. Readers discretion is adviced. ***

Meet Tia Kim, an aspiring and hard-working career woman who was well respected by her peers and was labeled as "goddess" by her colleagues due to her ethereal beauty and grace. But behind her meek facade,, she keeps a deep dark secret that can shatter her reputation in the blink of an eye. 

She can't imagine what will happen if people found out that she's not as pure and innocent as they thought she is. 

A chance encounter led her to personally meet the renowned bachelor CEO Ian Lee. But what would happened if her handsome, domineering boss found out about what she's hiding?


#smut, #kinky, #OTP ,#softcore, #romance, #drama

Opening my emails I found the usual junk that accumulates in my inbox before spotting a feedback email for my story. I opened the email and read away.


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'Hello 'Wang',

I just wanted to send a quick note to say how much I enjoyed your story 'Meeting Bella Swan'. I have read a few stories on Webnovel.com and yours is the first to really captivate me. 

I really liked how the characters got to know each other and interacted together before sleeping together. It appealed to the 'romantic' side of me that even a brief liaison can have a little chemistry and romance, but then again girls like a little romance don't we? ;).

Being a bit of a Twilight fan, I really liked how you portrayed Bella, so down to earth and friendly. It is almost like you know her. Do you know Bella Swan personally? 

Anyway now that I know your writing style I will read some more of your stories and look out for any new ones you write.

Thanks again

Newfangirl.

P.S BTW the sex scenes you wrote were really hot. Let's just say that I enjoyed them - A LOT. Xxx'
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Wow. I had never had an appreciative email like that before. I was so happy that a woman had read my story and liked it. 

I immediately wrote back.


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'Hi Newfangirl,

Thank you for the compliments on my last story. I am always amazed when someone takes time out of their day to write to me about one of my stories. I am really glad you enjoyed it.

I am also pleased that a woman likes my stories. I always write from the male perspective (because that's the only perspective I know!!) and I am glad that my writings can connect with women who may read them.

In answer to your question, no I don't know Bella Swan. I wrote about her as I find her attractive, not only physically, but also her attitude, her bubbly good nature and her wonderful talent as an actor. I only know her from her appearance in 'Twilight Saga' and the interviews she did for the movie. 

I always try to write my stories with a little romance, or at least with the characters having a real connection. I don't know about you, but I always want to have a connection with someone before going further. This must make me a bit of a romantic at heart huh?

This story was a bit of a fill in for me. I was, or actually am, writing another story and I got 'stuck'. I was struggling with it and wanted to clear my head. So I decided to write this story.

I don't know if you would be interested, but would you like to read my new story and let me know what you think of it so far. Please don't feel obligated as you are probably very busy, but if you would like to I can forward it to you to take a look at.

Thank you once again Newfangirl. I look forward to hearing back from you.

Wang (Username - WangShu).

P.S I'm really glad you liked and enjoyed the sex scenes. :)'
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I sent the email off and went about with the rest of my evening. Having a girl email about my stories got my mind racing, wondering what she was like. Of course in my thoughts she was a gorgeous woman, tall, blonde, really sexy. I hadn't had a lot of female attention recently and my mind raced with the possibilities.

Hello readers. My name is Wang. 
This is the story of a Webnovel Author, who participated in a "Writing Contest" which happened to be "A twilight FanFic Writing contest".

Being a big fan of Twilight Saga and the character Bella Swan, the author decides to participate in the contest.

He was not aware that his participation will make his dreams, both good and bad, come true.

Summary: A mom inadvertently falls in love with her son.

Note: This is a NUDE DAY 2014 contest story so please vote.


"Mom-Son": A Love Story

It was a couple of days after my son's eighteenth birthday when I realized I wanted to have sex with him.

I know...I know...it is completely wrong, sick and twisted...I told myself the same thing at first.

To explain my strange sexual hunger, my son, Paul, is a complete ringer for his father, Darren, who died in a car accident when Paul was only three. He had the same blue eyes, the same blonde hair and the same dazzling smile.

I had known these facts for years, but as he turned from an adolescent to a man it became even more apparent.

That all said, I had never considered sex with him at all until I accidentally walked in on him sitting at his computer as he stroked his cock. I could argue it wasn't him I wanted, but just a cock to pound away the cobwebs of my long neglected pussy. Yet, the reality is, putting the pieces together of his good looks, his exact replica voice and his identical big cock, it was definitely him I wanted...it was like I could relive my late teenage years when I originally started dating Darren...or in a morbid sense relive my marriage to the only person I had ever truly loved.

I apologized profusely for not knocking, and it was obvious that Paul was as embarrassed as I was. Yet, that night I couldn't stop replaying the brief encounter in my mind. At first I was mortified by what I saw...then as I laid in bed trying to fall asleep, my mind began playing tricks on me. Every time I closed my eyes and began to try and reach slumber, my son stroking his completely erect, thick cock popped into my head. I would immediately jolt up and shake my head for thinking such an inappropriate thought...yet as soon as I laid back down and closed my eyes the exact same scene would repeat itself...I was in the incest version of the Groundhog Day movie. Eventually, out of sheer exhaustion, I fell asleep. Obviously, it wasn't a great night's sleep.

The next morning, Paul and I pretended it didn't happen, but, of course, you can't erase the past, and an unacknowledged awkwardness began between us.

Over the next month, even as my morals argued it was completely wrong...my too long ignored libido screamed it was okay. I began pleasuring myself while imagining my vibrator was Paul's cock fucking me. I sucked my dildo imagining it was Paul's cock I was sucking.

Whenever I looked at Paul, I saw Darren.

Whenever I talked to Paul, I heard Darren.

It became unhealthy and obsessive, and it soon began to consume all my thoughts and dreams.

I regressed to my teen years as I began, inadvertently at first, attempting to entice my son, like I had his father all those years ago.

Although I wasn't as thin as my perfect body cheerleading days, I was still in decent shape. Sure I could lose a few pounds, but who couldn't? The beginning of grey was showing up in my black as night hair, but so far I hadn't thought it showed enough to dye it. I had always been slightly chubby, being big-boned like my father, thus I had large, all natural, 38DD breasts and a wide ass. Conversely though, I have long thin legs which had both breast men and leg men often checking me out.

For the record, I had dated a few men over the years, a couple even potentially going further, yet none were Darren. Thus, I always found a way to end the relationship before it got to the moving stage. I realized I already had the perfect man in the house...it was now time to make it happen.

I began wearing shorter skirts at home, tighter blouses and heels...the things that had always got me what I wanted from men. Although my son did seem to notice my ample cleavage, I realized even if he was interested sexually in me he was way too shy to make a move...especially since I was his mother.

So at supper one day, six weeks since first seeing his cock, I decided to ask questions and learn more about his preferences.

At the table, I started by asking the usual question, "What did you learn today?"

He responded like he always did, with the teenage staple answer to almost any question asked by a parent, "Nothing."

I quoted, "Why do I pay school taxes then?"

He responded making my mouth drop open, the irony dripping, "So I can learn that some think Hamlet and his mother had an incestuous relationship."

I gasped. My son had brought out the very topic I was planning to try to get to in less than thirty seconds. Did he too know what I was feeling? What I was wanting? Did he want me as much as I wanted him?

I joked composing myself, "Apparently, the message of Hamlet has changed since I was in school."

Paul continued, "No, the message is still about religion, revenge and becoming a man, but if you read deeper into the words of Shakespeare it seems clear that Hamlet and his mom were having a sexual relationship."

I joked again, this time trying to see where his head was about the idea of incest, as I asked, "So you're telling me that according to Shakespeare to become a man you have to sleep with your mother?"

The words out...I realized I had just asked my son the most leading question ever.

His face went red as he stammered, "I'm not saying that, Shakespeare was."

"Do you concur?" I asked, dying to hear his answer...his nervous red cheeks adorable...my pussy sopping wet, I waited a long time to let the idea of incest between him and I linger in his mind before I added, allowing him to save face, "That Shakespeare wrote about incest."

"According to Mrs. Walker, incest back in Shakespeare's time was quite common among both royalty and the peasant classes, so it wouldn't be uncommon for a playwright to write about it," he answered.

I asked, again shifting my strategy to test the waters of his interest, "If incest was once common, did Mrs. Walker discuss when incest became inappropriate?"

Paul shook his head no. "It was a rather brief discussion actually. She just mentioned that if you go to college some professors go much deeper into the subtext of the play and the possible incestuous relationship between Hamlet and his mother."

"I see," I said smiling, adding one more subtle hint, "it's interesting how life always goes full circle."

Paul asked, "What do you mean?"

"In Hamlet, I don't completely recall the plot but I remember a speech about going full circle in life and death," I shrugged, before adding, fishing for a compliment, "but that was a long, long, time ago."

"Oh, mom, you just turned forty," he countered.

"I feel fifty, I countered, with a heavy sigh.

"Oh Mom, you're still a very beautiful woman," he replied, unable to maintain eye contact with me. Was I making him uncomfortable? Was I turning him on?

"Thank you, son," I said, standing up, walking over to him, bending down and giving him a big hug. I made sure my ample breasts pressed into him and that my perfume lingered. I bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek, before adding, "You're so sweet, just like your dad."

Returning to my seat and sitting down, I noticed he was beet red and clearly overwhelmed by what just occurred.

The rest of the meal we chatted about his upcoming graduation, his summer job at the college library and college...although I asked questions, I am not sure I heard many of the answers as I pondered the reality that the seed for incest had been planted and now I had to help nurture it.

Now completely obsessed with my son, so compulsively obsessed with the idea of committing incest, I started researching just how common incest was and is in today's society.

The more I read, the more I came to see both the pros and cons of having an intimate relationship with my son.

I learned: Throughout history incest was very common among a diverse range of groups particularity the peasants, rural folk and poor people. I also learned that royalty and the very wealthy also participated in it and some secret societies existed for the pleasure of family relations.

Cousin incest is very common even now and almost half the states even allow for first cousins to marry (even though some of these states still prohibit same-sex marriage which is interesting).

Stats also suggest that almost everyone knows someone who has been involved in incest whether it be full-blooded siblings, parents and children, grandparents and their grandchildren, aunts/uncles and nieces/nephews and so forth. Based on that theory, I wondered who I knew who would have participated in an incestuous relationship.

Although not a massive number, ten percent of people surveyed in their early twenties will confide in anonymous surveys that they have been a part of a consensual sexual situation with a sibling.

Also, on the website Literotica the most common search is for incest stories, all the most read stories are incest and mother-son relationships are the most read about erotica stories on the internet. There is even a taboo movie series that creates fictional films of incestuous relationships. Going further incest is the most ignored, or least talked about, taboo even though it has always existed in history, mythology, fiction and so forth.

Many studies have also proven that people are usually attracted to people who look like themselves and thus family members are often sexually attracted to each other but ignore these feelings because of society's standards. (Although Paul looked more like his father, he had my eyes and my cheekbones).

Lastly, a theory called Genetic Sexual Attraction explains the shockingly high incest interactions of family members who do not know they are related. Studies conclude that half of all first introductions of biological relatives lead to sexual attraction and almost a quarter will conclude in a sexual relationship. With rising divorce rates, one-night stands, adoption, and embryo donations this number continues to increase. 

After this fascinating research session, my cunt was begging for attention, so I pulled up Literotica and did a search for incest stories and couldn't believe the massive amount of stories about incestuous relationships. There were brother-sister, aunt-nephew, dad-daughter, and mom-son. There were also quite a few mom-daughter stories and other same sex variations. I redefined my search to mom and son and began reading. Although they were fiction, the stories drew me in as I imagined I was the mother and Paul the son. After a few stories, I brought myself to an intense orgasm.

The next day, I went online and read a forum full of people who admitted to having incestuous sex. Eventually I came across one that stirred me:

I started having sex with my son just after his eighteenth birthday. As he grew from teenager to man I couldn't believe how much he resembled his deceased father. When he wore a tux for his prom, I knew I wanted him. I researched the morality of incestuous sex, I chatted online with women who had had sex with their son and decided that for his nineteenth birthday I would give him the present that it seemed many boys fantasized about...his mom. We have been lovers ever since. Although we are not man and wife legally, we act like a married couple. Kennedy

Her story resonated in me as it was the exact same emotions I was feeling. I clicked on her name and was thrilled to see I could contact her by email.

Curious to know more, I emailed her:

Kennedy, I hope I am not being forward, but having read your brief declaration of your intimate relationship with your son, I was hoping for advice. I too want to have sex with my son. I too have lost my husband. I too see my husband in my son's looks, voice and mannerisms. Can you give me advice on how to cross the line? Eager Mother

Pressing send, I went back to Literotica to read a few more stories before heading to work.

Getting back from work around ten at night after a long day at the hospital, where I am a nurse, I slipped out of my shoes and went to check on Paul.

I unbuttoned another button on my blouse before I knocked on his door and said, "Can I come in?"

"Sure," he said.

I stepped into his room and found him on his bed reading a book. "How was your day, honey?"

"Riveting," he sarcastically responded, looking at me.

"Is that an SAT word," I joked going to his bed.

"I don't think so," he shrugged, seemingly looking down at my legs as I walked towards him.

"What are you reading?" I asked, reaching him and sitting on the edge of his bed.

"A Fault in Our Stars," he answered, "I need to finish reading it before the movie comes out later this month."

"Cool," I said. I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek again, before adding, "It was a long day, I'm going to go shower."

"Okay, Mom," he nodded, his cheeks again going red. Obviously my kiss either turned him on or embarrassed him. I was dying to know which.

I stood up and headed to the door. Stopping, I turned around, noticing he was again looking down at my legs. Curious if I was correct, I sighed, "Darn pantyhose," and returned to the bed, put my foot on the end of the bed, bent over and fixed my nylon at the toes.

Although he returned to his book when I looked at him, it was obvious he was checking out my legs. I wondered if he was a leg man. Darren had been a breast man. He would spend hours playing with my breasts. He even loved fucking them with a generous amount of lube. Although he came in my cunt sometimes, and my mouth sometimes, more often than not he finished by pumping his cock in between my tits.

Standing back up and heading out, again stopping at the door, I turned around and again he quickly glanced away. I said, with just a hint of sexiness, "Good night, honey."

"G-g-goodnight, Mom," he briefly stammered.

Leaving his room, I was suddenly confident of two things:

One: he was a leg man

Two: I did turn him on

This newfound knowledge exciting me greatly, I went to the shower and pleasured myself like I occasionally did with the powerful shower head while thinking of Paul fucking me.

In my room, dressed only in my robe, I opened my laptop to check if I had gotten a response from Kennedy. A chill of excitement went up my spine as I clicked on her reply.

Hi, Thank you for the e-mail. I remember when I was in your situation.

My mixed emotions.

I was his mother I shouldn't feel this way.

Incest is wrong.

I will go to Hell.

Yet, the more I denied my own feelings (and can your own feelings be wrong?), the more I fantasized about my son.

I resisted for months, self-destructing the relationship I was currently in with a good man...he just wasn't my son.

In the end, I decided to take the risk and have been in the most loving, most sensual and most sexually satisfying relationship of my life ever since...and that includes my husband who I loved with all my heart.

Sex should be with someone you love and care about and although society frowns on it (although it was once very common), the reality is your own flesh and blood, whether that be son, daughter, mom, father, aunt, uncle, niece, nephew or any other blood relative is someone close to your heart and thus a logical person to be intimate with.

In conclusion, don't be ashamed by your feelings, as I mentioned before what you feel in your heart can't be wrong (no matter what society says); that said, we moved to another state when we decided to live as lovers where no one knows we are biological mother and son.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

Kennedy On yahoo as momplussoneequalsfun (I know it is silly but I thought it was humorous at the time) 

I read the email three times and, exhausted, decided I would respond tomorrow. I shut down my computer and went to bed...wondering what the odds were that Paul could remotely feel for me the way I felt for him.

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The next morning, I responded to her e-mail:

Kennedy Thank you very much for your encouraging response.

I felt overwhelming guilt for having sexual feelings for my son, which were slightly dissipated by my online readings...yet being in a similar situation myself (my husband died when my son was three), I feel much more at ease with my feelings after reading your e-mail.

My question is: How did you go from these early yearnings to eventually having sex with your son?

I hope that is not too personal of a question to ask. If it is I apologize for being so presumptuous as to ask it.

Courtney 

This time I signed my name, no longer ashamed by my feelings.

I cleaned the house for a bit, and talked to Mom on the phone before I headed into work where my thoughts of incest faded into the back of my mind while the demands of the job took over.

That night, I again was exhausted, and I again decided to check on Paul, who this time was on his computer playing some online game and didn't even hear me knock.

Entering, I startled him as he had his gaming headphones on. "Mom! Crap, you scared the heck out of me."

"I thought I'd let you know I'm home," I said, going to his bed and taking off my shoes.

He turned away from his game, which I took as flattery, as he watched me. I joked, "I think it's time to get you a girlfriend."

"Why?" He asked, trying to maintain eye contact with me and yet on more than one occasion taking quick, he thought unnoticeable, glimpses of my legs.

"When I was your age I was going to parties, meeting boys and well," I shrugged, as I took my first shoe off, "you know."

"What?" my adorable, but innocent son asked, clearly unable to focus on my words.

"Making out," I answered. "Plus, I met your dad when I was eighteen, too."

"You did?" He asked, "You've never told me how you and Dad met."

"It was lust at first sight," I joked, as I tossed my second shoe on the ground and collapsed backwards onto his bed.

"W-w-what?" He stammered, clearly distracted by both my words and my legs.

I rolled onto my side to face him, my legs stacked onto each other, and said, "You're eighteen, I guess you're old enough to hear this, if you can handle your old bag of a mother telling you about her young, wild days."

some sort stories of taboo

This story is a complete work of fiction; any resemblance to anyone, alive or dead is pure coincidence. All of the characters in this story are 18 years and older.

My wife, Sally, was asleep, so I went downstairs to drink water. It was around 2 in the morning. The room was dark so I turned on the lights of the kitchen. I heard noise coming from my friend's room. My friend, Nick and his wife, Miley has been paying guests since a week. I peeked through the door which was a little open. I could clearly see her beautiful face and her breasts moving up and down as they were having sex. I gulped looking at the view. My Dick was hard by then. I went to my room and laid naked, beside my wife who was asleep. I hugged her from behind tighter to which she woke up.
"What happened?" she asked me sensing that I was naked.
"I want to do it right now," I said.
"Sleep," She said but my little brother was not in a state to listen to me.
I started to rub her boobs and plant kisses on her neck. My wife was not Interested to have sex and looking at her even I didn't feel like going further. I placed my hand on my Dick and thought of Miley and slept that night and since then I've been thinking about her. Miley is beautiful than wife wife. She have a good body and a long hair. I rarely talk to her or meet her. So one day, we four planed for a trip and we went to a lake side to spend one night there. On the first night, after setting our tents we couples went back to our tents after drinking and enjoying the food. It was great enjoying with my wife and my friend and his wife. I could see the giggles of Miley. I was hard again. I knew that I shouldn't feel this way but I couldn't control. The second day, we went for trecking and were tired by night. Sally was asleep as usual. I came out of my tent and saw Miley sitting near the fire to warm herself. I went and sat beside her as I didn't want to lose the opportunity. We had a great conversation. Miley was shivering a little so she moved a little closer to me.
"Can you warm me up?" she asked me looking into my eyes.

"Car," I said.

As soon as we got into the car. I removed her clothes and she removed mine. Her skin was soft and I was afraid that i would hurt her but she told me not to hesitate. I kissed all over her neck and her stomach. Her brown nipples were soft and erected for me. I was very hard down inside my boxer. I wanted to be in her and fuck her hard. After I inserted my Dick  in her, I felt amazing. This is it. This is what I wanted. I was fucking  her harder and she was clearly enjoying it.

"Oh...."

Miley moaned in my mouth when I was fucking her and kissing her. She was great and I felt good. After fucking for twice, that night Miley and I started to see each other once in a while and we would fuck each other real hard. I don't know how long we are going to do this but this was great.

Author : I write the stories to just pass my time. These are short and kindly do not expect any sweet romance.  This is purely sex stories as the title itself says everything.
There are three other stories of mine which are short and I stated a new story. If possible kindly give It a try.

Short stories which contains matured contents. If you are sensitive reader then I suggest you not to read but if you are searching for some  spice then give a try.

"Hey ... hey ... take it easy, my baby. Yuka-chan just wants to tease you," she said. "But it's true ... if you hire a man, your magic stuff will be useless." 

"Oh my God ... Is there something like that?" he asked. Because he didn't believe it. "Isn't it just that if you want sex with a man, you just have to find a friend in a gay bar?" 

"So you don't really know?" 

"Of course not. Madam Shin is nice. She sorts all the customers that come and selects people carefully." Ginnan said. "That's why until now I'm still in good health." 


"Ohoho ... of course. Your madam too my madam, you idiot. Who are you trying to tell?" said Yuka. Half steaming, half teasing. 

"So, Baby ..." Lin turned to Renji and led Ginnan's chin towards it. "He's a BL novelist. Boys love. A story about a boy's romance with a boy. And you know why he's popular? Apart from being a good story ... real life can be a source of food for fans." 

"What do you mean?" 

"He doesn't just write, honey. He's living it, too."

"What?!" Lin casually clung around his neck. "I don't like that kind of world though ..." she said. "But if there are friends of mine who tell stories, I will definitely listen to them. I'm tolerant, understand?" 

"Oh ..." murmured Ginnan. This time he saw Renji's face faintly. "So you mean He has a boyfriend, do you?" 

"More or less," said Lin. "But not really. To be more precise with sex partners. He has a lot of them." 

"Geez..." 

"The closest is his friend and manager," said Lin. "If I'm not mistaken his name is Haruki. And it's no secret." 

"Until that. Really too much ..." muttered Ginnan without realizing it. 

Yuka snorted. "You said he went too far and then what do we own? In fact, sex for money." she said annoyed. More unwilling to have his idol demonized. Instantly Ginnan grimaced.

"Hey, you're right ..." he said embarrassedly. 

"But I heard he also has a girlfriend anyway ..." said Lin. Then shrugged his shoulders at the horror of Ginnan. "Just from my friend's story too." 

"Uwakh ... I'm not participating," said Ginnan. "Stop telling stories about him. Goosebumps know the thought." 

"Haha ..." laughed Lin. "Oh, yeah ... Yuka-chan? Instead of hanging out here, why don't you approach him? Isn't he your idol?" 

"Renji you mean?" Yuka asked rhetorically. Instead, she sat down and took a slow sip of her red wine. Looking relaxed, while watching Renji's sleeping face from a distance. "No. He's creepy. You have to use a strategy if you really want to." 

"Oh, yes?" asked Lin. "Isn't he easy?" 

"You just judge him because he's famous for having lots of sex friends?" Yuka asked rhetorically. "What an eye." 

"Well I'm not a fan ..." said Lin. "But how hard is it?" 

Just said that, suddenly Renji woke up on the other side. He looked around which was getting busy and got to the bartender seat before a prostitute approached him. 

"Ha ha!" Yuka laughed at once.

Dewi Maharani. Gadis desa. Usia 25 tahun. Dia telah merantau ke Kota Jakarta sejak masih SMA. 

Dia sangat mandiri. Selama merantau kerja sebagai Dance Trainer atau Pelatih Tarian koreografi untuk acara panggung di stasiun televisi. 

Pada suatu hari, Dewi telat menuju lokasi gladi resik. Dia membuat para anggota tari bingung karena ban mobilnya bocor di tengah jalan. 

Uring-uringan, Dewi mendadak diklakson seorang pria yang kebetulan lewat dengan menggunakan mobil yang tipenya sama persis dengan miliknya.

"Butuh bantuan...?" tanya pria itu dari dalam mobil. 

Dewi pun meminta tolong untuk menderek mobilnya, sekaligus mengantarkan dirinya ke lokasi gladi resik. 

Saat sampai ke tujuan, pria itu mendadak dikerubungi seluruh murid-murid didikannya.

"Kak Ari! Kak Ari! Kak Ari!" seru mereka.

Ternyata Ari adalah Dance Trainer yang sebelumnya di tempat ini! Dan dia hari ini diundang datang untuk menjadi bintang tamu acara yang mereka bawakan!

Bagaimana bisa Dewi tidak tahu?!

[ See, I'm not a ghost nor are you mentally ill, I am a system that is tasked to help you in your life ]

I involuntarily raised my eyebrows, "How can I know if you're real? Who are you? What do you mean help me in my life? I'm perfectly fine, thank you." I answered 

[ I AM REAL. Don't you read any light novels or webnovels? Jeez!  You know those stories where people get reincarnated and suddenly they have a system and they finish up missions given by the system and viola they live happily ever after ]

"What do you mean light novels and web novels? Is there such a thing?" I asked 

[ Of course there is! They are stories! Usually found in the web or internet! ]

With that I opened my phone and search the web about web and light novels. I found a site where people write and read online novels and then tried searching stories that has system something in it but I couldn't find one. 

"I found something called online novels, are they the same? But I couldn't find any stories about system or something" I explained before closing my eyes again. 

[ Wait--- what the hell is wrong with this world... Oh right, this isn't earth. Anyway, trust me! I don't mean any harm to you ]

"What do you mean trust you, we don't know each other that much and you have the guts to say to trust you? What gives?" I replied and then heard the voice sighed 

[ Anyway, why don't we first open the interface of the system so you can see for yourself what I am all about ]
[ Think 'System Open' and the interface will appear ]

"System Open" I thought but nothing happened, "Hey, are you playing around?" I asked

[ Gee Wiz! Why don't you open your eyes for Pete's sake! ] said the voice in frustration 

As I opened my eyes once more, I was greeted by a semi transparent screen floating in front of me which made me jerked up. 

I gasped which alerted my bodyguard, Ryle who was sitting beside my driver Ben. 

"Is there something wrong my lady?" asked Ryle 

[ No one can see the screen, just to inform you ] The voice interjected which relieved my worry 

"None, it's nothing" I replied then my focus went back to the screen. 

Information are flashed through it, specifically information about me. 


System 23 Interface (Self-Development System)
System Level: 1 (0/1000)

Host: Amaya Florini (17)
Sex: Female (Virgin) 

Beauty Level: Slightly Average
Sex Appeal: (Locked)
 
Health: 62/100
STR: 51/100
INT: 58/100
WIS: 45/100
Charm: (Locked)

Skills:
(Musical Instruments: Violin, Piano, Cello)
(Public Speaking)

Beauty Enhancement: (none) 

Personality Enhancement: (none)

Unused points: 0


With the various information appearing in front of me, I don't really know how to react. However, why the bloody hell is my virginity needed to be specified?! Why the hell am I just slightly average when it comes to appearance? Is the information correct?! 

"Hey---is your name System 23? anyway, are these info correct?"

[ The information were all gathered from you host so yes I'm pretty sure these are all correct and accurate ]

"Are you sure? Did you double check it? I'm pretty sure I'm not that stupid---why is my intelligence and wisdom only in 58 and 45 and what's with that slightly average beauty level?"

[ Host this just mean is that you are an average person with an average intelligence and a slightly average appearance, this is much better compared to my previous host where they have poor appearance and intelligence ]

"Huh? So you had previous hosts? Are there any person that have systems? Are there any other systems?" I inquired 

[ Yes host, I've had other hosts in the past. To answer your second question, you first need to level up. With regards to the last question, yes there are various kinds of systems located on different worlds and dimensions ]

I furrowed my brows, " Different worlds and dimension? Does this exist?"

[ Of course they exist, the thing about light novels and web novels, they are from the world called Earth. This earth is pretty similar to your own world albeit they lie on different dimension ]

"Stop." I said asy head started to feel something, there are just a lot of mind-boggling information that I suddenly learnt about that I'm not surehow to digest them. "Let's stop with this for now --- let my mind rest for a while" I insisted 

[ Okay, but host do you want to accept the beginner's pack first? ]

"Beginner's pack? What is that? What was that for?" I asked massaging my temples 

[ It is something like a gift given to every new host of a system. It contain things that are surely beneficial to the host. ]

"Alright"

[ Beginner's Pack Gifted ]

[ Host do you want to open? ]

"Sure" I replied 

[ Beginner's Pack Opened ]
[ 50 Energy Points (EP) 
  Silk Hair Pill x1
  Clear Skin Syrup x1 ]

"What are these?" I asked

[ Host, energy points are needed for you to level up and is the currency that is used with buying using the 'shop' function of the system whereas the pill and syrup are things that enhances your physical appearance ]

"I see, this shop thingy can I see it?" 

[ Host with your current rank, you cannot access the shop function. However, with regards to your EP do you want to allocate that you your level? ]

I thought about it, since I still can't access the shop them of course it could only be allocated to my level. "Sure" said I then my screen updated. 


System 23 Interface (Self-Development System)
System Level: 1 (0 (+50)/1000)

Host: Amaya Florini (17)
Sex: Female (Virgin) 

Beauty Level: Slightly Average
Sex Appeal: (Locked)
 
Health: 62/100
STR: 51/100
INT: 58/100
WIS: 45/100
Charm: (Locked)

Skills:
(Musical Instruments: Violin, Piano, Cello)
(Public Speaking)

Beauty Enhancement: (none) 

Personality Enhancement: (none)

Unused points: 0



Before long, we have arrived at my school. The school that I attend has a long history and these can be seen towards the buildings that we have. The school that I attend is called Regias Imperium  Universitas. This is the very first school established way back before the country was united and during the times of kings and queens. The school experienced a lot of destruction and reconstruction due to many wars that it had experienced. This school produced countless of kings, queens and generals throughout the history and up till now it continue to produce countless of presidents, prime ministers, renowned doctors, businessman and many more. Today, it is known as a prestigious school for the noble and the rich.

As we were traversing the outdoor park for the () I've asked my driver, "Ben, can we go to Capulus and order a Bicerin" 

"Yes my lady" Ben answered

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What Is This About?
 
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This is basically a collection of stories and tales about the disciples and elders of a cultivation sect called "69". Their interaction and the world around them. How they help each other and the sect grow in different timelines and different realities. The "69" is not just a cultivation sect and in different worlds, it can exist as a clan, an empire, a guild, a magic organization, a jutsu, a scroll, a magic book, tribe, or even a race!
 
Basically, any story that has something to do with the "69" can be included in the sect's grand archives.
 
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What kind of sex scenes can I expect?
 
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There will be "ALL" kinds of stuff. If there is a certain genre you do not like and there is a scene with it in the story. You may skip it and move on to the next one. There is something here for everyone.
 
There will be Tags available before each short story along with a short description of what to expect.
 
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Can I place my own requests? What if I want my own OC in it?
 
~~~
 
You may.
 
Here are some guidelines for it.
 
-> You may only request a scene that isn't done before.
 
-> No spamming, please. I am an avid reader and I read comments like every other hour.
 
-> Please use the PARAGRAPH comments to post your OC details and the scene details. Try not to make it too long. A short sweet description would be fine. If you want to post a photo for your OC, then use the replay feature of your own comment to do so.
 
-> IMPORTANT -> Only post your OC ideas in the last "PUBLIC ENTRIES" chapter.
 
-> There is no genre restriction but please do make it so that it has some connection with the concept of "69". Your stories can even include characters from your favorite anime or manga. There are no restrictions on what the story snippet should have or be apart from the fact that it should have the term 69 somewhere.
 
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Will there be anything apart from sex?
 
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Hm… well… sex is the main focus here. Everything else is filler. There will be almost everything that you see in most fantasy, like tournament arcs, fight scenes, and monster hunting. But that is like the least important part. So, ya… if you are Hisoka and you get hard from watching little kids mush each other to a pulp, good news. We got you covered.
 
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A collection of short stories based on the concept of "69". 

Come on then, let me introduce you to some local culture of my sect. Hehe~

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