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Follow a fifty-something BBW on her journey from married mother to lesbian cougar in these three hot short stories from Bebe Lix! 1. My Daughter's Best Friend I was drunk. That's my only excuse. I drank too much wine, and then I slipped my number to a younger woman at my daughter's twenty-fifth birthday party. What can I say? My husband cheats, so I think it's okay if I do, too. It's been so long since I've been with a woman, and when I saw this girl, I just couldn't resist. Then my daughter pointed out that the girl, that super-hot girl, was her childhood best friend. Oops. WARNING: This 7500+ word story contains mature content, including hot oral sex, rimming, and hard fingerfucking between a curvy cheating cougar and a sweet little girl who grew up into a sexy young woman 2. My Daughter's Roommate After one steaming hot experience with a much younger woman, I was ready to become a lesbian cougar for real. The first step was divorcing my husband. I went to visit my daughter at college to give her the hard news. But she was out, and her roommate, a sexy young law student, was in. She was more than willing to help me out with my cougar dreams... WARNING: This 5500+ word story features mature content, including oral sex, a**l play, and fingering between a curvy, mature cougar and the hot young woman who shares a dorm room with her daughter! 3. My Daughter's Boss Life as a just-divorced cougar was shaping up to be amazing. Free of my cheating husband, I had my pick of any young woman I wanted. One thing was holding me back: My daughter had graduated and moved in with me. I couldn't bring women back to my place when I had a daughter the same age as them the next bedroom over! As much as I loved my daughter, she needed to get a job and move out. She had one interview after another, but nothing was happening. When one law firm seemed to be hesitating on hiring her, I decided to help her out a little bit by going in to see the hiring manager... WARNING: This 5500+ word short story contains explicit content, including oral sex, fingering, and explicit ass play between a voluptuous cougar and the sexy, much-younger female lawyer who's hiring her daughter!


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Websites like Literotica to get you hot and bothered. (Pexels)
Literotica, and other sites like it, will fill your evenings with erotic passion.
Imagine this: You’re at home and in the mood for some sexual mischief with erotica.
Except you’re alone under the covers and you don’t quite know how to satisfy those urges.
You’ve tried a couple of sites already, but it’s just not doing it for you this time. Sure, the internet has trillions of options when it comes to sexual fantasies, but it’s easy to get lost in the mix.
Without realising, you end up scrolling through the pages of Google for hours but, much like Bono, you still can’t find what you’re looking for.
Let’s consider something new, something exciting, something that will bring us that oh-so-personal release.
Videos are fun, but you’ve been there done that and it might be time to switch things up. Why not try to titillate your mind with some words instead of images? Rather than seeing the hairy butts of ageing actors, why not imagine your own, fictitious, perfect bottom?
Well, consider this our gift to you: A shortcut to the wonderful and inventive world of online erotica, where imagination is your only restrain (unless you’re into bondage, of course). This selection of erotica sites will hopefully save you some precious minutes next time you’re bored of Pornhub, YouPorn or GayForIt.
It is the place for free erotic fiction, and there are many websites that you can go to.
Needless to say these steamy reads are for 18+ only. Underaged readers need not apply.
When it comes to online erotica, Literotica is a titan of the genre – the clue is literally in the name. It leads the field like a Russian dominatrix, offering thousands of erotic stories with hundreds of tags that explore every sexual fantasy.
From vanilla to hardcore BDSM to everything in-between, we guarantee you’ll find something to float your boat to completion. It even has audiobooks for those who’d rather lie back and relax.
One of the most popular genre tags of this site is actually literotica cheating in which there’s an erotic story about cheating partners. Some people have some naught fantasies, it seems. No judgements here.
Literotica lesbian and Literotica gay erotica are also very popular on the site. There are many Literotica tags to pick from.
Of course, if you want some fiction erotica that caters to the LGBT+ community, PinkNews has you covered too, pals. Just head over to Nifty for some hot gay, lesbian, bi and plus action . With 23,000-plus stories, we guarantee it’ll leave your little gay heart satisfied. You won’t be disappointed with Nifty .
Bright Desire also features a wide range of free sex stories open to everyone, with a focus on what often missing in porn : the fun of it all. Not only is Bright Desire sex-positive, but it also offers videos and erotic stories that are all about passion, intimacy and straight up pleasure.
Much like Literotica, Lush Stories is a leader of the genre. Ghost sex? Check. Sex through portals? Check. Watersports sex? Check and check. Sexy ghosts playing water polo?
Probably. With 51,018 stories and counting, plus some 198,898 blog posts and 3,041,349 forum posts, we’d be surprised if you don’t find something that toasts your buns on there. Lush Stories works as a social network, too, giving you the chance to connect with other readers and maybe write your own stories.
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Slightly differing from Literotica, this next website Sssh is operated by women for women—and we’re not complaining. It counts thousands of erotic stories, as well as sexy sex education articles so that you know the best way to do you.
Looking for something a little bit more refined? Erotic Review actually has editors that make sure you only read the best erotic stories out there. No typos or poor grammar here. It’ll satisfy your inner nitpicker and the most high-brow of your fantasies.
Have fun reading the erotic literature, my darlings. Happy Reading!


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I went from being abused and hopeless to crafting a law to protect other child sex trafficking victims. This is my story, the story of Rachel's Law.
Growing up, I was an adventurous, fun-loving kid. I did well in school, was on the track, basketball, and swimming teams, and pretty popular. But after I moved from Iowa to Georgia at age 17, I felt alone for the first time. I didn't know anyone at school, so I turned to the Internet for people to talk to.
I can't recall which social media network it was where I met the guy who became my boyfriend. At first, it was nothing serious; we bonded over a common interest in hip-hop music and both liked Jay-Z. He was easy to talk to, understanding of my feelings, and a good listener. I didn't care that he was in his 30s, because he made me feel special and comfortable — it just felt right.
So, after talking for a few months online, he asked me if I wanted to meet for the first time and go to South Beach, Florida for Memorial Weekend. I was so excited! He said he'd pay for everything, no problem, so we made plans for him to pick me up from at my house one morning around 3 a.m., while my mom was asleep.
"What's up?" were his first words to me. He was cool and laid-back, so I felt relaxed. He popped the trunk for my bag, and I got into the car. "Are you ready to go to South Beach?" I replied, "Yeah!" I was determined to get there; I had never been before but I'd seen it on TV and heard people talk about it. Plus, I didn't have to pay for anything, so what better way was there to experience South Beach? We picked up a girl and another guy at the Greyhound Station before leaving town. I slept most of the way there.
I woke up at one point and heard my boyfriend and the girl we picked up whispering in the front seat. When she noticed I was awake, she turned around and told me how fun South Beach was, how she knew so many people there, and how they took trips down there often. But I got a really weird vibe from her. For the first time, it hit me that I was going out of state with near-strangers and might not come back.
It wasn't until I was in Florida that I called my mom and told her I went to Miami with some friends. "You're in Florida?" she asked. "How'd you get to Florida?" She couldn't believe I went all the way there, but she didn't seem upset since I said I was with friends.
After we got to our hotel, my boyfriend left me with the woman from the front seat, who I later learned was his ex-girlfriend. She asked if I wanted to go out and walk around because Memorial Weekend was lively at night, and I said sure.
I was underage, so I couldn't get into any clubs or parties. Instead, we just walked around. She'd flirt with guys and get their numbers. I didn't say much of anything; it was so awkward. I just stood to the side. Once I asked what she was doing, but she didn't answer me.
One guy complimented me on my eyes, and she asked me to flirt with him. I looked at her, like, "What are you talking about?" She knew I had a boyfriend! So, she took over the conversation, got his number, and told him she'd have me call later to see what he was doing. But there was no way I was going to do that.
I didn't realize it then, but that was the beginning of her setting me up to be prostituted. She had me follow her around all night, collect numbers for her, and put them in my phone. Whenever I asked her when we were going back to our own hotel, she just reassured me like everything was fine and totally normal. It didn't feel normal.
Then she called the guys whose numbers she'd collected and took me to another hotel, telling me to just follow her and not say anything. When I got into the room, there were four guys there. I got a really bad vibe. I tried to leave, but she told me, "We're only going to hang out for a few minutes — DON'T leave me here by myself." She was so aggressive — just the way she looked at me was threatening; it was like, "You better not do anything or say anything unless I tell you to."
All I kept thinking was that no one knew where I was and anything could happen to me. And it did. She started ordering me around and made me do sexual things with the men that nobody should ever have to do. Then she took money from them and said we could leave.
I was numb as we left the hotel. She walked off to another hotel to "make more money," and I was desperate to find my boyfriend so that he could help me. I didn't know where our hotel was, but somehow I found my way back there. When I arrived, my boyfriend was there and I just wept — I was so afraid he'd be mad, or wouldn't believe me! I finally admitted that his ex had forced me to have sex with men in another hotel. "I'm scared and I want to go home!" I told him. He held me and couldn't believe it. He told me she was crazy, money-hungry, and a little "off" because she took pills.
But when his ex did make her way back to our hotel, he left me inside and I overheard them talking by the door about how to split the money she'd made off me. "Where's all the money?" he asked her. "I know you made more." He accused her of lying about how much she'd made so she could keep more for herself. As I sat on the bed crying and watching them argue, I saw clearly that they'd planned this. This must've been what they were talking about in the front seat on our drive down. I felt so ashamed.
Afterward, I begged him to take me home; I just wanted to go somewhere where I felt safe. They continued to argue over the money the next day, so out of his frustration with her, he ended up driving me back to Georgia, and she stayed down in Florida. Their heated argument and split saved my life, I'm sure of it. He texted me several times afterwards to ask me to hang out as if nothing had happened — I couldn't believe it! I felt lied to and humiliated. I never told anyone. My relationship with my mom wasn't strong enough for me to communicate much of anything to her; I didn't have anyone to tell.
But you don't forget something like that. It left me traumatized and kept me up at night, thinking. I started doing really poorly in school. But then someone told me about the education and training program, Job Corps.
When I was 20, I first told a Job Corps counselor about being assaulted in South Beach, and she referred me to the Circle of Friends Learning Resource Campus Collaborative for more help figuring things out. There, I had access to real counseling for the first time in my life.
One day, the resource center held a group discussion on the topic of courage. Its founder, Lisa Williams, told us girls about a brave young boy who reached out to her after he was sexually abused by a student minister he had trusted. I saw myself in this story, and a few days later, I let Ms. Williams know what happened to me in Florida. I'd never trusted another person enough to tell the whole story, and that's when I found out what sex trafficking was and that I had been a victim. She answered my questions about everything I'd experienced and seen. After three years of secrecy, I finally knew what to call the awful things that had happened to me.
I learned that sex trafficking is when someone is forced into sexual activities to earn the trafficker money. We often hear about it happening overseas, but it's also a problem here in the U.S, with 3,598 cases reported to the National Human Trafficking Resource Center hotline in 2014. Anybody lured into the sex trade under the age of 18 is considered a victim of trafficking. I also learned that the woman who had taken me to the men's hotel rooms was the guy who I thought was my boyfriend's "bottom," which meant she assisted him, trained new girls, and collected money.
I'd been blaming myself for what happened — for going to Florida, for not being able to stop them from advertising me on the streets and the Internet and from selling me. But that day, Ms. Williams told me that I didn't say "yes" to being trafficked.
Ms. Williams also has a safe refuge for girls under the age of 18 who have experienced sexual trafficking called Living Water for Girls, where she paired me up with a counselor. Through counseling and all the community partners of the Living Water for Girls program, I learned to see myself in a new light and to thrive in my own resilient and beautiful skin: I now tell people that my name is not Victim. My name is not Survivor. My name is Rachel — and today, I am alive and truly thankful to say that I am thriving!
So, when Ms. Williams told me that Georgia State Represe
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