Laura desperately wants to have a baby. Only Michelle, a trainer at Laura's fitness center, sees her emptiness. The sleek and fit Michelle has an unexpected solution to Laura's problem, a big solution that she will gladly wield - hard, without protection, and right there in the locker room - to fill Laura completely and give her the baby she wants.

Footloose, fancy-free, and at the fertile point of her cycle, Jenny finds herself aroused by the lovely cowgirl Mirabelle. But Jenny's always been a PIV girl who loves being stuffed to the max. What she doesn't know is that Mirabelle is perfectly willing and equipped to satisfy her every need - if Jenny will only let the luscious cowgirl mount up and get those doggies moving, hard and without protection.

Tonya absolutely hates the way Shelly, the new office temp, sashays around the office in her tight skirts. Worse, she hates the way she gets wet and tingly from imagining what Shelly's eager tongue can do. Because what Tonya really wants is a baby. What Tonya doesn't know is that Shelly has the perfect equipment for baby-making, and Shelly plans to give Tonya what she wants, hard and fast and deep.

The new girl at the office is making Clara feel things she knows are wrong. Clara wants what every girl wants: a man, a house in the suburbs, 2.5 children. So why is she dreaming about Ruby's luscious lips and tongue spreading her wide and probing deep? But Ruby has a secret. And when she whispers to Clara that she can fulfill every one of her desires, even her lust to be completely filled and ripening with a baby, Clara is tempted. Oh so tempted...

Although sexy Sophia's hands and tongue make Mary ache with desire, there's no way Sophia can fill Mary with the seed she needs. Or can she? When the luscious lawyer reveals her secret, Mary is eager to bend over and take every dripping inch, right there in the parking garage, until she feels her belly swell with Sophia's seed.

Tiernan de Haas doesn’t care about anything anymore. The only child of a film producer and his starlet wife, she’s grown up with wealth and privilege but not love or guidance. And when they suddenly pass away, she knows she should be devastated. But has anything really changed? She’s always been alone, hasn’t she? Jake Van der Berg, her father’s stepbrother and her only living relative, assumes guardianship of Tiernan who is still two months shy of 18. She's sent to live with him and his two sons, Noah and Kaleb, in the mountains of Colorado.

There are many rules a priest can't break. A priest cannot marry. A priest cannot abandon his flock. A priest cannot forsake his God. I've always been good at following rules. Until she came. Then I learned new rules.

Rollo Tomassi is one of the leading voices in the globally growing, male-focused online consortium known as the "Manosphere". Outlined are the concepts of positive masculinity, the feminine imperative, plate theory, operative social conventions, and the core psychological theory behind game awareness and "red pill" ideology. Tomassi explains and outlines the principles of intergender social dynamics and foundational reasoning behind them.

Nancy Friday's taboo-shattering best seller My Secret Garden is the most popular and controversial book of women's sexual fantasies ever published. Women who feared their erotic fantasies called it scandalous. Women who recognized their own fantasies in its pages, rejoiced. Outspoken, graphic, vulnerable and shameless, My Secret Garden is a classic study of female sexuality. Friday interviewed hundreds of women from every part of the country to learn their sexual private thoughts, and she listened like no one else.

They call me a slut. Maybe I am. Sometimes I do things I despise. Sometimes men take without asking. But I have a musical gift, only a year left of high school, and a plan. With one obstacle. Emeric Marceaux doesn’t just take. He seizes my will power and bangs it like a dark note. When he commands me to play, I want to give him everything. I kneel for his punishments, tremble for his touch, and risk it all for our stolen moments.