Very Dirty Stories #242

By Max D

Dreaming about the happy ending is so much easier than facing our anxiety. Don't you agree?

***** "Sexy psychological breaks is a subgenre of erotica I was not expecting!"
***** "Never turn you back on Priya! She's so demanding!"

Provocative and tantalizing, forbidden desires thrill these sexy ladies as they pursue pleasure with unusual toys and lusty passions to satisfy brazen cravings! Very Dirty Stories delivers short stories full of uncensored action to inspire hot fantasies.

Having used his strength to plunge into her depravity, she returns to escape her fate. Was it so surprising that he had been waiting for her to come home? "Object Confessions 87: Yes Homecoming"

The video captures her sexy pet's transformation for a paying audience. The feminine and masculine divided and reunited in opposition to serve her Mistress proves Priya's control over the blonde beauty. "The Studio 5: Marks Of Service (A Priya Story)"

Approximately 10340 words.

Bonus: Plus selections from the Cherish Desire Catalog with commentary.

This book is intended for mature audiences. Cherish Desire books contain erotica adventures featuring intense sexual situations including alternative lifestyles, perverse pleasures, and supernatural lust.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Max
• Release date: Nov 25, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005305482

Max D

Max is the go to guy for those crazy sex questions that only come up during a night of drinking - because he "just knows that stuff." When he's not receiving text messages with queries about British boys wearing unicorn suits and SMS messages with wine bottle adventure photos, Max wanders North America and Western Europe music festivals and clubs so he can dance his own way. His sexy companions try to keep him in line, and his work tries to keep him too busy to get into trouble - but Max is an unrestrainable phenomena orthogonal to the Zeitgeist.

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Cherish Desire:

Very Dirty Stories #242

Cherish Desire Introductions

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"Object Confessions 87: Yes Homecoming"

"The Studio 5: Marks Of Service (A Priya Story)"

written by Max D

brought to you by Cherish Desire

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Cherish Desire Erotica

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Published on Smashwords by Cherish Desire

Very Dirty Stories #242

Written by Max D

Smashwords ISBN: 9781005305482

(Revision FD - Smashwords Edition 1)

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First electronically published in 2020.

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Object Confessions 87: Yes Homecoming themes: MF, D/s, Female Masturbation, Dildo Play & Wearing, Fingering & Fisting, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Stretching

The Studio 5: Marks Of Service (A Priya Story) themes: FF, D/s, Femdom, Fingering & Fisting, Dildo Play & Wearing, Strap-On Sex, Vaginal Penetration, Gender Transition, Exhibitionism (Video)

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Includes selections from the Cherish Desire Catalog with Commentary

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Cherish Desire Introductions

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The Ladies Of Cherish Desire

Each Cherish Desire title features ladies who expose themselves and embrace their fears and desires as well as the men and women that inspire them to sexual peaks while living out wild sexual fantasies. Enjoy the stories in this erotica title and seek out the sexy accomplishments of these desirable women.

Priya - Priya is a candy seductress with a sly smile and eyes that melt her Master's heart. Wearing her stompy Demonia shoes, kitten topped stockings, and silver Cyberdog jumpsuit, pretty Priya enjoys slipping into her Master's arms and holding him close. It's not all roses and happy endings though, and when Priya and Max go through painful splits, the pretty Priya takes it out on her boyfriend, Alvin! Miez and Peter join her on adventures, and, even with expectations set low, it's still hard for Max to ignore Priya's sexy charms and warm hugs. The troubling question he needs to understand is why the delightful seductress seems so familiar and close to his heart.

Object Confessions - Pleasure and perversion take on many forms. Sometimes the dirty confessions of special needs and desires shouldn't be associated with a specific name. The Ladies of Object Confessions open up and share their guilty pleasures - breaking all the rules and spelling out what really gets them off. When it comes to sex there may not be anything new under the sun, but there's still plenty of shocking dirty secrets. And when it comes to orgasms, women know a lot more than they are admitting in public!

Pursuit of Purpose - Some men and women seek out fulfillment and pleasure. Some seek out excellence or focus on developing their experience. Max pursues purpose while lighting candles for each altar that grows cold and slowly fades into oblivion from neglect. Meaning is in everything. Pleasure and pain, ignorance and intelligence, darkness and light, dominance and submission all come to a single point of refinement: Purpose. Desire alone isn’t enough, and the shadows conceal wicked delights and affectionate indulgences.

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Object Confessions 87: Yes Homecoming

written by Max D

Featuring the Ladies of Object Confessions

Object Confessions 87: Yes Homecoming themes: MF, D/s, Female Masturbation, Dildo Play & Wearing, Fingering & Fisting, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Stretching

One of several sexy secrets exposed in Cherish Desire Singles: Object Confessions Collection 9.

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I drift into his room like a ghost, finding my way by the soft nightlights throughout the house, and he is awake with his eyes shut when I climb into bed. His voice murmurs to me, soothing my terror, and I am engulfed in his heat as soon as I slide underneath the duvet. Naked and exposed, I remember how so many men would roll over on top of me, seek their personal pleasure, and leave me bruised and empty. Instead his fingers stroke my thigh, enjoying my humid heat, and I moan while parting my legs so he can tease my lips and stumble across my clit with thick fingertips. He interrupts the silence, She only comes when I need her. He's referring to the ghost - if it's really only a single entity - whose heels click on the floor even though the upstairs is completely carpeted.

He's in pain. Suffering. The price of living too long. The cost of being what we need him to be.

I'm as guilty as any of his other ladies. Maybe more. I used him because I needed his strength to plunge into my personal depravity. Then I used him again to escape the consequences of what I had done to myself. He forgave me anyway. I'm just a ghost after all. I'm just someone who needed kindness, and kindness costs us nothing.

It costs him everything. Pulling him closer, I kiss his words away. The weight of my head on his shoulder would be another burden, so I slowly guide him to rest on my breast. I cradle him close, feeling him struggle with how to position his shoulder and arm, and then laugh when he politely suckles my nipple. We rise from the darkness, shove pillows around, and he finds a way to take comfort in my presence. It's an awkward combination of his upper leg cutting across my thigh and his bicep and elbow resting on my belly. More chuckling as he idly kneads and pinches the soft curve of my breast, and I stroke his scalp. This is sexual. This is our bodies intertwined. He's murmuring something to my shoulder, and I don't pretend to understand the words.

I was gone for over twenty years. A prisoner to my decisions. He gave me an alternative anyway. Someday, probably soon, I will be on my own again. Until then, and maybe even afterward, I drift through this space knowing I am as unreal to him as he is to me. That defines us. That gives me peace.

I remember how this life began. A driver was waiting at the bottom of the escalators leading to baggage claim. iPad in his hand with my name on it, casual boredom covered up by a steady pivot of his head as he sought out his fare, and I almost turned and ran. There had to be another way. A flight to nowhere if need be. Before the panic could take hold, before I could try running up the descending escalator, the driver looked toward me and waved.

Max has always held onto some photos of me from when we were a thing, and, even though she is no longer me, apparently I'm recognizable from twenty year old head shots. I gave that some thought as the driver offered to take my little rollerbag and asked if I had any luggage to claim from the carousel. I shook my head, not ready to speak, and he nodded and began leading me to another descending escalator that led