The goddess of desire [MF][Fantasy]

There’s a time and a place for believing in miracles, four thousand years after you were fused to a solid marble wall in a cave under the largest mountain in the mortal realm is not one of them. She had been the one performing miracles but those days were long gone, a rival goddess had seen to that, and so mortal desire had been locked away. Desire herself deep beneath this mountain, and mortality’s desire suppressed in service of sex for procreation.

Not that there was anything wrong with procreation of course, but to see it as the beginning and end to sex’s purpose was a terrible waste. After four thousand years Desire knew better than anyone that sometimes all you really need from sex is a good dicking to get the blood flowing and to work out the rust.

Teachers’ indiscretion [Str8][mfF][preg]

“Can I tell you a secret?” Helena looked around the teacher’s lounge to make sure only her and Gina were there.

“Sure, the others at the pregnancy group says keeping secrets is bad for the baby.” Gina said sagely rubbing her own growing belly.

“It’s… not my husbands.” Helena said with a blush as she touched her own swollen stomach.

“No way!” Gina gasped. “It’s not Michael’s? But you’ve been trying for years!”

“Yeah and nothing was working.” Helena said. “We have him tested and he can’t have babies.”

“Awww, I’m so sorry to hear that… so artificial? or… someone else?” Gina asked a bit of suspicion making its way into her voice.

“Someone else.” Helena blushed.

“Surely not a student?”

“How- how did you know?” Helena gasped shocked.

“It was Henry wasn’t it?” Gina said and Helena went completely white.

“Does- does everyone know?” Helena stammered horrified.

Gina just shook her head and took Helena’s hand, placing it on Gina’s stomach. “You’re not the only one with a secret.”

A safe space in outer space [ff][Les][sci-fi][preg]

”If that plane leaves the ground and you’re not with him, you’ll regret it, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life.” The old black and white movie played in all its remastered holographic glory as Xercia ran her fingers through Lara’s hair. Lara let out a sigh of longing as she watched the doomed romance play out and just enjoyed Xercia’s caresses. Xercia had been the most welcoming alien she had encountered on her little trip, welcoming her with open arms and a lot of affection. It was almost like having a sister, a best friend and a sworn confidant all rolled into one. Xercia was the only one Lara had stayed with longer than her usual 3 weeks, she just didn’t feel like moving on, the Uhgryath’s culture was so rich and welcoming and Xercia even showed interest in earth culture.

“It’s sad it has to end like that.” Xercia said in her usual raspy voice, she was speaking Terran standard, she had known a little Terran standard before Lara had arrived but had studied diligently since then and was pretty much fluid now. “I would never wish to give up someone that meant that much to me.”

[MF] 911 my husband is going into labor [Fdom][preg]

“911 What’s your emergency?”

“I- I think my husband is going into labor!”

“Mam that is clinically impossible.”

“I know that, but that doesn’t really change the fact that its happening.”

“Please describe his symptoms and we might be able to diagnose the actual issue.”

“Well about 9 months ago we were having a bit of fun on the porch.”

”Mam I’m referring to recent sym-”

”We both enjoy role reversals quite a bit so he was dressed in the cutest yellow dress. We were both enjoying the sun quiet a bit and I had my hand in his lap, he was making the most adorable little tent in his dress under my care.”

”Mam I don’t think that’s rele-”

”He was moaning every once in a while, he has such adorable tiny moans, just like a real girl. And sitting in the summer sun getting his girly clit stroked was enough to put him on a hair trigger. I kept it slow going, I wanted to spoil my sweet girl you see?”

”… I see.”

Incubus escort service [mf][fantasy]

“I bet you think I’m a freak right?” Clarisse asked tiptoeing back and forth as he read her proposal.

Alphera finished reading the proposal and looked up at her with one of his supernaturally brilliant smiles. “Of course not, it’s perfectly natural.”

“Really?” She asked surprised.

“I keep my close friends a secret as you know, but I’ve helped 4 people with very similar fantasies.” He assured her. Well it was 2 and one of them backed out again but a little embellishing never hurt anyone’s reputation.

“And none of them…” Her question trailed off.

“I’m very discrete and I’ll help you be as well.” He smiled. “I’ll be there at 5.”

“Mrs Henderson, I just noticed that you must be where your daughter gets her beautiful eyes from.” Alphera beamed over the dinner table.

“It Margarete dear and don’t think I haven’t noticed you’ve been trying to flatter me all evening.” Margarete smiled.

The secret day of a 50s housewife [MF][Fdom]

Dorothy pulled the meatloaf out of the oven at the same time she heard the car pull into the driveway, perfectly timed, just like it should be. She placed it on the table, took off her apron, adjusted her dress, and looked around the kitchen. Spotless, just the way she liked to keep it.

“Honey I’m home.” James called as he walked in through the front door and placed down his briefcase. “Is dinner ready?”

“Just finished putting it on the table my dear.” Dorothy replied sweetly as her husband walked in and put his arms around her, giving her a soft kiss.

“The garden looks wonderful, found time to clean up the weeds didn’t you?” He smiled impressed.

“I’m glad you noticed.” She smiled back enjoying his strong arms around her. “Mailman stopped by for a chat, wanted me to let you know how lucky you are to have such a hardworking wife.”

“He doesn’t know how right he is by half.” James replied. “Mr Petersen said the same thing this Monday, he was very impressed by how well you’ve been keeping the house.” He said as he took Dorothy’s hand and gave it a kiss.

Emotional support [mf]

Kim took a deep breath, crumbled the cloth up into a small ball and nailed her 3 point shot to the laundry basket. She pulled on a T-shirt, a little annoyed by how she filled out her usually cool baggy shirt but let it slide. Yeah it looked a bit shit, but she was the only one likely to see and it did feel nice to let her chest off the hook for a while.

Usually she didn’t take off the cloth she used to bind her fairly large breasts until just before bed, but sometimes you just need a break and today was one of those days. Coach had been on her ass all day about that missed shot during the final play and she could only play it cool for so long knowing full well that her blunder cost them the game.

She lay down on the bed and just stared up at the ceiling, perhaps she really didn’t have what it took, it’s not like it was the first time she choked an important shot.

Picking up something nice for the wife [MMF][cuck]

”How about him?” She asked and I tried to follow her sight line.

”Who?”

”On the left there, next to the short one.”

“He definitely looks strong.”

“Wanna go ask him for me honey?”

I scratched my cheek and blushed a bit as her brilliant smile broke any resistance I might have. “Okay, I’ll go have a talk with him.” I said and got up, only for her to grab me by the sleeve.

“One second honey.” The playful look in her eyes told me she was enjoying herself. She shifted in her seat as she rummaged around a bit under the table before packing something soft into my hand. “Give him that from me.” She winked, turning just as red as I did.

“You’re having way too much fun already.” I smirked and gave her a kiss before I headed up to the bar.

“Hey man, this seat taken?” Not exactly a Shakespearian opening line but it got me the seat and a quick introduction later had me his name: Joshua, a semi professional baseball player and he was there with Lee, his teammate. They were from out of town and were heading back in the morning, having finished their game that afternoon.

An orc warrioress returns home to her elf lover [FF][fantasy]

“Respect is the true currency of your tribe. Gold, weapons and even strength of arms is just a means of acquiring that respect. “

Gunrid reminded herself of the months old lesson as she pushed into the warchief’s tent, dragging the bleeding short tusk behind her.

“I won’t babysit your son again.” She growled as she shoved the young orc at a pile of furs. “Keep him away from me and my prey.” She demanded as she strode up to the warchief and stared into his unblinking eyes.

“You do as ordered, I order you to-” The warchief sneered.

“No!” Gunrid cut him off angrily. “I kill and I win.” She said proudly, daring the warchief to deny her words. “I won’t drag your short tusk back again.” She growled and held eye contact with the massive warchief until the much larger male looked away. “I go home now.” She growled as she strode past the pile of spoils of the last battle and paused a moment. “First rights?” She asked without looking back at the chief.

“Got mine.” The short grunt came back.

Mother, daughter and the family dog[Ff][inc][bst]

It wasn’t like the question came out of nowhere, she had been a lot more intimate than usual. That in itself wasn’t really that unusual, Sarah and her mom Michelle had been close ever since they found one another again when Sarah was nineteen. There had been a playful kiss every now and again since Sarah moved back in with Michelle, usually when one of them came back from the bar a bit more tipsy than usual. The family dog Gellar, a usually calm golden retriever, would be excitedly running around yapping whenever it happened, trying to get between the two of them.

It had been developing recently though, their hugs had gotten longer and more frequent, their talks about relationships had gotten more open and honest, and the goodnight kiss had steadily migrated from the cheek, past the corner of her mouth and was now full on the lips.

Still a question like: “how would you like to spend a night with me and my favorite man?” is always going to come as a bit of a surprise. It’s not like Sarah had needed a lot of time to think it over though, she’d spent more than a couple of nights with her ear against the wall listening to her mother moaning, imagining she was in there with her.