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Roomies PT 1 [M/F] [Anal] [Exhibition] [Reclaim]

Crystal had just gotten back to the apartment and Dillon already had her pinned against their bedroom door. He wasted no time after she got back from her lunch date. He slammed the door shut, ripped her white tank up to her neck, and proceeded to suck and grope her tits. No words were uttered between them after she had walked into their door, just the sudden carnal actions of his hunger to ravage her. It wasn’t like she had walked into their home, but the den of a wild and starved predator.

Dillon’s hands held onto her hips. His long fingers gripped her like barbs. The tinge of pain from their pressure set her body on fire as he sucked the air from her lungs. The death kiss, as they called it, unsure if it was called by anything else. He taught it to her and it was an exhilarating experience to feel her breath stolen from her.

He slapped one of her tits and she whimpered at the sting it left as she gasped to regain the air he had taken. He slapped the other, as he always believed in fair and symmetrical practices. Her nipples perked as he slapped again. He knew how to control himself enough for it to sting but not enough to overshadow any pleasure or deter her focus from the joy of their sessions. Read more »

Secrets [Cheating] [MF] [Incest] [Reclaim]

I was two drinks deep into the evening playing Smash on the Nintendo when my girlfriend and her older brother had just slammed me off the screen, solidifying mt elimination from the match. The match was now down to just them. Despite having to duke it out themselves now, they both cheered that their mutual enemy was out of the picture.

I put the controller down as I watched their characters duke it out. Both of them having well mastered the movesets and danced a waltz of a match. It seemed like the click would run out before either one yielded or bested the other.

“Fuck you! Just let it happen!” Becca shouted at him. I took the moment to look at her and take her in. No matter how undid-up she was, even in her most candid of states, my girlfriend was a dick raiser. Plump and weighted c-cup breasts wrapped in a spaghetti strap black top. Her tits bounced as she would jump and shift while on the defense. Tight jeans with the g-string if her black thong peeking above their waistline. Read more »

Roomies [mff] [cheating] [solo]

The car ride to Jake’s was quick and painless as his third story two room apartment was nearby theirs. Crystal was both nervous and excited having never been to his place before. The anxiety helped her forget about the trouble she now faced with the rent. She was welcoming the distraction.

Katie had been nothing but smiles the entire time. She was clearly happy to be finally hanging out with her and eager for them to get to know each other better. Crystal had to admit that she was happy to have another woman to talk to, despite their four year age difference.

The apartment was nice but, to no surprise, was clearly a single man’s abode. It was well furnished but covered in the clutter of various video game systems, wires, and controllers. However, the living room was not where three of them would be spending their time together.

Katie had made herself comfortable on Jake’s bed while he sat at the desk adjacent and woke up the dormant PC. The two monitors lit up, one displaying a fantasy RPG he was playing while the other showed a paused video on YouTube. Read more »

Who is the Dreamer [MF] [Hotwife] [Sharing] [Rough]

The restaurant was packed and far too fancy for my liking. I could never understand how people could do these kinds of fine dining on a regular basis. I was in no way strapped for cash, I had a great job and had been writing commissions so frequently that I began to wonder if I even needed the day job. But it was always good to keep a steady income regardless of my freelance success.

As I waited at the table, I had to pinch myself or give a quick slap on my cheek to ensure if this was truly happening. My heart was racing and my nerves had me nauseous. Was I crazy?

It seemed like it all happened so fast. How it escalated so quickly. I had been using Reddit as an outlet to just keep the creative juices flowing, but I had gathered attention, and I had gotten their attention, and now sat in an overpriced restaurant with an elegant atmosphere complete with a pianist playing soft melodies waiting.

The host walked over and pulled out the chair on the other side of the table. “Here you are ma’am.” Read more »

The Break and the Bestfriend, PT 8 [MF] [Bondage] [Anonymous]

(Trigger Warning. Read at own discretion)

(Second to last part of story)

I had spent the next twenty minutes teasing Red’s exposed pink cunt. Her trimmed red bush looked brighter against the pink skin as blood rushed to the area. The meat around her dripping hole twitched and throbbed. I had removed my shirt from her mouth and tied it around her eyes. She stopped trying to reason and had seemed to give in to the game I was playing.

“Seems like your pussy is still hungry even after the night you had getting fucked repeatedly by my boyfriend and my fist.”

She whimpered. Her nipples were hard and erect. She looked so enticing. Just a collection of flesh to be bred. Yeah, she needed to be bred. She needed to be ruined.

I had searched through her room and found a plethora of toys. I wasn’t sure how much more time I had left, so I decided to use the larger of the vibrators. It looked like a cock that you could use to split an ass open with. Nothing she couldn’t take even if it was shoved straight up her used up snatch. Read more »

The Break and the Bestfriend, PT 7 [FF][Punish]

(I feel obligated to say…potential trigger warning. Read at your own discretion)

I slept in the next morning. I watched Red’s video countless times, but rather than feeling anger and betrayal like I had expected. I was only getting excited by the footage. There was no doubt in my mind that Red was with my boyfriend all night. She still had yet to come home. I’d be lying if I didn’t wonder if she was trying to take him from me. Was it her plan to have me fuck around to leave him wide open for the taking? I remembered her glee when texting with him. The look of pure bliss and affection. There was no doubt, Red was in love with my boyfriend. But was he in love with her? Did he still love me?

My mind was tormented at the considerations. There was no evidence to support how he was feeling, and I couldn’t be mad at him. I had given in to extreme lust in the short time we’d been separated. I needed to talk to him and Red. This needed to be sorted out. Read more »

A Partnership, PT 1 [Solo] [Exhibition/Voyeur]

“This is close to graduating and you can’t stop your bullshit for a few more months!” My mother yelled, throwing her keys at me as we walked back into the house. “Expelled!? You’re a goddamn adult now, and you can’t even pretend to act like one!? Where the hell did I go wrong?”

I shrugged. “I’m sorry. Those fucks were just spoiled idiots. Someone had to tell them off.”

She placed her hand on her forehead and sighed. “You know they’ve been working with me on the tuition right? You know how hard I have to work just to keep you in a good school. I still owe them for the last two years. I convinced them to let you graduate without fully paying the tuition.”

I knew very well I had fucked up. My mom did work hard to ensure the best possible future she could for me. “Again, Mom, I’m sorry.”

Another sigh. “We’ll deal with it later. I have to go back to work.” She began back toward the door. “No fucking games. Start looking for a job.” Read more »

The Break and the Bestfriend, PT 5 (2/2)

My heart was racing with each step toward the bar. He sat there talking to the bartender, he was clearly a regular. They seemed to be making jokes and laughing about the party. My legs were weak as I stepped further and further outside of my comfort zone. I was probably half this man’s age and I was supposed to seduce him. Despite my nerves, my pussy twitched, still wanting the release of a good fuck. If only pizza guy had stuck around. The feeling of his raw head in my pussy was still there.

I pulled my shirt down, stretching the v-cut to showcase as much of my bare cleavage as I could. My jeans hiked to the point they pulled up the crack of my ass.

“I’ll tell ya,” he said to the bartender. His voice was loud, and slightly rough. His hands were stained and calloused from working in a machine shop or something. The smell of sweat and oil permitted the air around him. “I love living in a college town.” They laughed. ” If I were in my twenties again. Fuck.”

I bumped into him as I took the stool on his side. “What do you mean by that?” I asked. Read more »