Tag: Drugs

Confessions of a real porn star. What it’s really like in the porn industry.

I’m a 26 year old female who was a porn star. I still cringe at the title of porn star since I wasn’t a famous porn actress. But in reality it wasn’t my goal to be a star. In fact I shied away from any opportunity to be a star. I was asked to make different choices to be a star or more well known but chose a path to remain less known. The main reason is I knew there would be a stigma attached to what I did that would follow me my entire life. And if I was famous, I wasn’t sure I was strong enough to face that the rest of my life.

I feel compelled to write this now because of all the negativity I see around about porn and the porn industry. In some ways porn is more accepted than it’s ever been. But in other ways the media and the recent Hot Girl Wanted documentary paint a picture that isn’t accurate since it only shows one side. With being involved in porn come accusations, assumptions and sometimes a hatred for it. I’m hoping that in some small way I can show a different side. Read more »

My Affair: The Party, Part I (M/F)

This is the fourth in a series. You can read the first three parts here, here and here.

“Soooo … I’ve been invited to a party.”

The message popped up on my screen with no warning. I had been online waiting for Rachel for several hours, but it was getting late and I was about to sign off thinking she wasn’t going to make it on tonight.

I was a little confused by the message. We have a large circle of friends and there’s a party or gathering of some kind just about every weekend if you want to attend. The fact that she had been invited to a party wasn’t in any way remarkable. However, I knew there must be more to this, so I decided to inquire further.

“Oh?,” I replied. “Whose party? I know that Will was thinking of getting some people together, but I don’t think we’re planning on going.”

“No, this isn’t Will’s party,” she wrote. “This is different.”

The then started telling me about her friend Jenn. Apparently I wasn’t the only one that Rachel had been talking to about her sexual frustrations, fantasies and desires. She had been confiding in Jenn, as well. In fact, Jenn knew all about what Rachel and I had been up to these last few months. Read more »

A Plasticised Doll’s Story [MF] [sci-fi][anal][drugs][nc][prost]

I guess my story started out like so many other girls who disappeared on the streets. After being kicked out by my parents I started selling my body for drug money on the street corner down-town. That was when I met up with Steve. He took me off the streets and gave me a drugs, lots of drugs, so much I didn't realize what he was doing. As I learned later he bombed my system with growth hormones and estrogen, my already ample breasts exploded in size, my pussy became engorged. He also starved me at the same time, feeding me laxatives and emptying out my stomach.

Why was I chosen? Apparently a rich mobster had taken a liking to fucking me and wanted me 'done up' for him. I remembered him, he loved doggy style and liked ramming my ass then my cunt in that order…. not healthy for me but for drug money I would do anything.

Anyways, drugged out of my mind I remember them strapping me to some weird table with me on my hands and knees, with my legs spread apart and my ass pointing up. I thought I was just going to be fucked like in some kinky scene.. how wrong I was. Read more »

Me, a Methed-Up Lesbian & The Biker Gang (M/F, terrifying moments)

Hey, my usual disclaimer here: I'm a writer using the pen name Johnny Dongle, to protect myself & the identities of the people in my story. All of these stories are 100% true and really happened; I only change names. This particular story is one of the craziest I have.

OK, so it's sometime in the fall of 2012, and I'm cruising Craig's List for sexual shenanigans. I'm a single father of 3 kids and I have them 5 days a week. Working full-time and being a full-time dad consumes most of my time, so at the time I was cutting right to the chase and using CL when I wanted to get laid. When I post Craig's List ads, I always use my secret weapon, and that's the offer of a "sensual massage." I trained as a massage therapist long ago, right out of high school, so giving an awesome massage is my ace in the hole when it comes to getting laid, and I play it every time I can. If you can give a phenomenal massage, your chances of getting laid go up tenfold. Read more »

Sarah wants a “Pet” [M/f/f] (Master, Mistress, Slave, Spanking, Anal, Blindfolds)

So Sarah and I had been seeing each other for about 5 months at this point. Sexually speaking, we were THE perfect match. I was a Pleasure Giver Dominant with a high libido and a lust for exploration, Sarah was a Pleasure Taker Submissive with an even higher libido and a need to be taken controlled over. Her need to be restrained and taken advantage of sexually mirrored my desire to tie her to the bed and then fuck her silly. Read more »

Riley and Katie [inc, MMff, drugs]

This is the 7th part in a series about Matthew and his sister Katie. See submission history for the first 6 parts

While I understood I was in for a good fuck leaving Rachel's when my sister texted me that her boyfriend wasn't in town I didn't understand the significance of the very next text she sent – “Text Alex, tell him you need him to come over tonight. That you got something of his. I'll explain later.” Alex? She must be referring to the only Alex we ever went to high school with and I think he was engaged now with a kid on the way. I've only hung out with him a couple of times back then but never since I got home from college. Alex was a partier. He started experimenting with multiple women well before I did in college but I heard now he'd settled down, was taking the marriage route and everything. Why would Katie decide to fuck him? Read more »

I don’t even believe this story my self it is so bizarre 22MFF

Ok, so I just had possibly the weirdest night I have ever had. Need to pen this stuff down. I'm just going to go through all this and see what others think of this

So I am home alone for the weekend and decide I am going t make myself a nice casual dinner and watch some TV, casual easy Saturday night then at about 4 or 5 pm my mate texts me asking if I am doing anything tonight to which I told him "just thinking about making a curry and having a casual evening, maybe get a bit of uni work done…" Anyway, half an hour later the plan is that we will go to our other mates new place and cook dinner there and maybe have a few beers.

8pm – We are having a few beers (i am having the most which is unusual) over dinner and its four mates and the hosts girlfriend and we get onto the topic of prostitutes. This chat goes on quite a while and in my mind I am wondering about the realities of prostitutes but I know nothing will happen tonight, we end up calling a brothel on loud speaker just to ask some weird questions. I have never laughed so hard in my life. Read more »

The Hunter [mf]

“It must have been early morning when I heard her moving. Padding softly across the carpet, her form graceful, I know, as she slides out of her bed and over to my futon upon the floor. I crack my eyes, and she stands before me: tallish and lithe, with the wan skin of her kind. Textured magenta hair and pink lips on a face rendered silver-white in the moonlight. Black, ever-so-slightly pointed teeth. Black irises on blacker sclera.

She is naked, and she bears the lacy, complex black ritual tattoos of flowery curves and geometric wheels on her legs, extending down from the inner thigh, encasing each appendage below such that it appears as midnight. Another tattoo – symmetrical and slender – begins at her clitoris and extends two-thirds of the way up her belly. Still one more beneath her left eye, this one atypical, a stylized net of veins stretching towards her ear. And the horns: ebony, spiralling horns nearly a hand’s width long (surprisingly lightweight, for she moves her head with ease), rise through her hair from her upper skull.

She is breathtakingly beautiful.

She also so much resembles a succubus of ancient Earth that the irony is painful. Read more »

I fail painfully in my attempt to rock a black girl’s world

I'm a writer and I go by Johnny Dongle, which is a pen name, because everything I write is 100% true and if I used my real name, well — that'd be bad. This is one of my true stories. If it entertains you guys, I'll post more.

I am an equal-opportunity lover, and as such, I LOVE me some brown sugar on occasion. It would definitely be more than “on occasion” if I could convince more black women to sleep with me, but by and large I'm not exactly blow-the-doors-off successful in that department. I believe in the Chris Rock theory of why I can't get a lot of action with black girls: while it's a common fantasy for white women to want to fuck black men, that shit just doesn't work the other way around, unfortunately. Not nearly as often anyway. To paraphrase Mr. Rock, “Sure, a black woman will fuck Brad Pitt or George Clooney, but other than than, black women don’t give a fuck about fuckin’ white boys.” Read more »

The weekend Sex adventure from Hell! [M/f/f and m?] (Kinky, Funny and OMGWTF!) Part 2 of 2

Continuation of Part 1

Recap: Val and I meet up for some sexy fun time on an anticipated 4 day weekend. We head over to her friend Chel's place where I'm introduced to what turns out to be a weekend filled with hedonism and debauchery of the best kind. While shying away from the sexcapades at first, Chel joins the fun to what turns out to be the single most memorable 3-way of our lives.

Day 2 continues – Threesome fun

Chel's face down prone form is still a loaf of bliss and erotic sensations. Still recovering from her monumental orgasm, she has little strength left to fend of our ass-sault on her helpless lady parts. Val is probing her pussy with fingering and clit rubbing while I've moved on from her now plugged ass to massaging her tense muscles and shoulders. Poor Chel can do little but occasionally protest through whimpers and grunts of misguided disapproval. "please… let me.. uuuughhh… rest". Having none of that, Val and I redouble our efforts and turn our hapless Hostess into a vessel of sensual desire. Our persistence pays off as Chel starts to move and gyrate with the motions of Val's probing. While still silent as ever, her hips and bubble butt ass thrust back and forth into her best friends soaked fingers. Read more »