Interactive Sex Stories
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Monkey Paw Interactive™ by D0Wh4tever
No one wish can be granted freely. However, this easy-to-use phone app, Monkey Paw Interactive™, has made wish-granting possible with a clever workaround, allowing its users to fulfill each other's desires, by adding their own clever, creative, and exciting twists!
- 97 Likes
- 43,030 Views
- 4 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fetish
- 1st Person, Both
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She Just Can't Help It by Caramel_Cream
Donna is a normal 18 year old senior at highschool, but she has a bit of a problem, you see Donna enjoys being a full-blown exhibitionist, she wishes she could stop, but for whatever reason, she always finds herself either getting stripped in public, by accident or on purpose, or even sometimes downright does so herself, she just can't help herself. And Donna wishes that this were the end of it, but no, whenever she finds herself naked in public, she gets so turned on by it and the incredible urge to masturbate usually always wins out, she wishes things were different, but she simply cannot stop herself, she just enjoys it that much. Of course this simply paints her as a target, to both her friends who enjoy teasing her with it, and her enemies who enjoy humiliating her, almost as much as Donna enjoys it. Donna is a cute little thing of 5"2' feet tall with long, auburn hair, luscious C cup breasts, shapely bottom and trim stomach. Now, Where and when will Donna end up naked? No gore, vore or , fantasy or sci-fi elements such as shrinking or growing, scat or diapering. Other sexual activity is fine, but keep it respectful and try to maintain good grammar.
- 756 Likes
- 59,263 Views
- 14 Chapters Deep
- English
- Exhibitionist & Voyeur
- 1st Person, Female
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Tolemac. Isabelle's Destiny. by mally01
On the edge of the vast sea, where the salty air kissed the earth, stood a solitary figure, her silhouette etched against the vibrant canvas of a setting sun. The sky above was a blend of fiery oranges and soft pinks, the waves below a gentle rhythm of whispers as they caressed the shore. This was Isabelle, her eyes cast downward, her hands stained with the rich soil of her island home. Her calloused hands piled the last shovelful of earth onto the fresh mound before her, each pat a solemn goodbye to the man she had called "Father." His name was Marcus, and though not of her blood, his love for her was as steadfast as the ancient oaks that lined the cemetery. He had raised her with care, filling her days with tales of a distant land called Tolemac, a place of grandeur and beauty, marred only by the shadow of its tumultuous past. "Isabelle," he had breathed in his final moments, "you are not of this land. Your true name is Isabelle, daughter of King Aldric and Queen Elara. You are the rightful heir to the throne of Tolemac." The revelation had hit her like a tempest, whipping through her mind, uprooting the very foundation of her identity. The man she had mourned as her father had been her protector, her guardian, her anchor in a world where she had known only the isolation of the island. The birthmark on her shoulder, a delicate crown of entwined roses, confirmed her lineage, a silent sentinel of truth hidden beneath her clothes. Her heart felt heavy, yet a spark of determination began to burn within her chest. The words of her dying guardian echoed in her ears, a clarion call to action. With a deep breath, she turned her gaze from the grave and out to the horizon. The distant land of Tolemac called to her, whispering of battles to be fought and a legacy to be reclaimed. Isabelle knew not the trials that lay ahead, the battles she would have to face, or the alliances she would need to forge. All she knew was that she could no longer ignore the destiny that had been thrust upon her. The island that had been her cradle now felt like a prison, its comforts a cage keeping her from her birthright. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a warm embrace of twilight, she made a solemn vow. "I will return, Tolemac," she murmured to the wind. "I will set you free and claim what is mine." With that, she turned her back on the only life she had ever known, and took her first steps into the unknown, her heart beating a steady rhythm of purpose. The journey ahead was fraught with peril, but Isabelle was undeterred. For she knew that the crown of roses on her shoulder was not just a symbol of her heritage, but a promise of the future she was destined to shape.
- 11 Likes
- 1,049 Views
- 10 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fantasy
- 1st Person, Female
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Sehnsüchte und Träume werden wahr by Analfreund2024
Ich erlebe das, was ich mir schon immer vorgestellt und gewünscht hatte
- 14 Likes
- 2,121 Views
- 3 Chapters Deep
- German
- Gay
- 1st Person, Male
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Something's Different by FalloutLego17
This is a reupload of a story found on AR Archive about a girl in college who goes throughout her days as more and more changes to reality begin to happen
- 20 Likes
- 5,545 Views
- 6 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Both
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Der etwas andere Spa-Urlaub by Pabu
Deine Frau und du habt endlich nach langer Zeit mal wieder Urlaub gebucht. Es geht in die Berge zum all-inclusive Spa-Wochenende. Das schöne – du wusstest davon nichts – deine Partnerin hat alles organisiert, um dich zu überraschen.
- 14 Likes
- 5,692 Views
- 13 Chapters Deep
- German
- Non-English (dated)
- 1st Person, Male
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Hottest Women of Hollywood
A hot sex story is written for the hottest stars
- 328 Likes
- 516,314 Views
- 13 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fan Fiction
- 1st Person, Male
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Сумасшедшее колесо by Perseus_post
Мужчина из небольшого городка встречает незнакомца, который наделяет его неизвестной силой
- 2 Likes
- 1,295 Views
- 3 Chapters Deep
- Russian
- Fetish
- 1st Person, Male
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Learning from My Big Sister ...
Alone for a month, my big sister and I share everything...
- 584 Likes
- 161,590 Views
- 11 Chapters Deep
- English
- Transsexual
- 1st Person, Male
