My First Time

I had been chatting with him on the Y for under week. I was trying to get the nerves up to actually meet him in person.

I was 30 years old and he never told me his age. We shared nude pictures of each other’s bodies and cocks. He was more interested in seeing my ass. Turning our cams on he showed me him jerking his cock and asked why he wasn’t seeing my man pussy. I turned around and bent overs my own cock was as hard as I could remember it ever being. “Spread them pussy lips you fucking skut” he blurted out. I reached back and spread my cheeks for him and he scoffed! “What the fuck bitch!” he bellowed ” I’m going to be at so and so lake in two hours! You had better be clean shaved smooth, wear a sweatsuit, with red silk panties and shirt!” That was it,he logged out and I was so dammed hard I just knew that my wife would see my boner but i no time to waste.

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WWE/Wrestling Smut

For fans of wrestling, I run a forum dedicated to wrestling girls with fanfics, fakes, RP meetup, pic sharing, and more! We are currently in the midst of our NXT Month with content centered around the women of NXT, and also working on our special event called WWE After Dark, which is a fictionalized version of WWE in which the women compete in matches trying to make each other cum first.

If that’s not your thing, we have plenty of more detailed, varied stories as well!

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I fantasize about sharing my husband

I think it would be incredibly sexy to watch my husband fuck another woman.

I imagine finding a petite woman for my 6’5″ 270 lb beefy fit husband to squeeze into. I’m 5’10” 170, long legs so I definitely don’t fit that desire that I know he has. I’m also bisexual so I’d love to be involved.

I think about getting her warmed up for him while he waits, watches and strokes his dick into a rage. I’ll work her up like only another woman knows how to, but then when she’s all dripping ready, I’ll tell him to come over.

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A lazy Saturday morning [M/F, missionary, doggy]

I pull you closer to me as I wake up next to you, your back against my chest. You snuggle up to me and push your butt back against me, feeling my morning wood through my boxers. You’re still not fully awake, but when I reach down and pull my cock out, you push your panties down and use your legs to get out of them. You moan sleepily with your eyes still shut as my hand goes down from your stomach to between your thighs. My finger slides between your labia and into the warmth of you body. I feel you get wet on my palm as I play with your perfect pussy.

With my other hand, I shove my dick between your legs and let you feel it rubbing against you. You half roll over onto your stomach and I get on top of you, letting you reach down and guide my shaft into your tight little snatch. You moan as I force myself in deeper, my cock stuffing you just how you like. You pull yourself up to you knees but keep your head on the pillow for me to fuck your more easily and deeper. I stay in you as you adjust, going to my knees too so I can fuck you raw from behind.

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A Little Self Love (F, masterbation)

The alarm goes off early despite it being Saturday.

“Baby, do you really have to go to work today?”

“I do.”

“But I’m so horny,” I protest. “Stay here and take care of me instead.”

“I can’t,” he replies, bending down to kiss me hard. He whispers playfully into my ear “Why don’t you play with yourself and tell me about it when I get home? It will be so hot imagining what you’re doing to yourself while I’m gone.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice. As soon as he leaves I start rubbing my hands over my body. I squeeze my ample breasts and pinch my nipples until they are hard. I move one hand lower and start to gently rub my clit with one hand while continuing to pinch my nipples with the other. I can’t help but softly moan with pleasure as I feel my pussy getting wet.

I reach into the nightstand and grab my vibrator. I turn it on and use it to stimulate my aching clit. Waves of pleasure pulse through me. I could cum right now, but I want to savor this exquisite feeling. Reluctantly, I turn of my vibrator and go back to gently rubbing my clit.

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A short Gnar x Shyvana from League of Legends fanfic (sub/dom reversal, M/F)

As Gnar was approaching the bushes he smelt a hint of cinder and dragon sweat. But it was too late, Shyvana had already pinned him down as he entered the first few pixels of the bush.

She gently bit and suckled on his neck, showering it with kisses while slowly making her way to his little nipples. She sucked hard on one of them while moving one of her hands to his loins. She found a cute penis, which was still somewhat big in proportions to that of Gnar’s small frame. She put one of her fingers under his foreskin and started twirling it around on his glans, as he got more and more erect, she started rubbing the precum oozing urethra too. His penis was twitching impatiently now, she stopped her hand movements and went to massage his balls instead, squeezing them gently at first then with more force. Gnar’s penis was throbbing and at its peak erection now, as Shyvana saw his cute, flustered, impatient face, she let out a little giggle. “Well, big boy, are you ready to hump your dragoness?” Gnar jumped up and started humping against her belly, while hugging her tightly. “No, not like that, here, let me show you.” She picked him up and sat him down, after which she seated herself on top of him.

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Six of eleven [MFF. MF, FF, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER SIX**

Paige Rogers was best known nowadays as CEO and spokeswoman for Nutragenex Weight Loss, but to Tom Jacobs she’d always be “Joey Fairweather,” the ditzy heiress she’d played decades ago on the hit sitcom *Fairweather Friends.*

Her character’s role on the show had consisted mainly of wearing as little as possible while delivering comically doe-eyed takes in reaction to the double-entendre punchlines of her many would-be suitors.

Her role in the life of adolescent Tom Jacobs had been providing prime jack-off fuel for half an hour every Thursday evening at 8:00 PM. He’d had her iconic swimsuit poster on his bedroom wall, and the issue of *Playboy* featuring her pre-fame layout stashed between a couple of *X-Factors* in a comic bin.

So, to find himself this morning in one of his own hotel’s luxury suites with Paige lying between his legs sucking his cock was the stuff of fantasy. Those blue eyes that had stared so vacuously at her co-stars on a 21-inch screen now blazed with lust as she devoted herself single-mindedly to pleasuring his prick.

The general on his knees, as a sub /sub dom

The battle was lost. Their general needed to flee with however many troops he had standing back behind the mountains. Back to safety. No one dared to speak up and ask what happened. How did their mighty general lose the battle they have been planning for months? No one asked and he didn’t give any answers, stomping through the camp, all eyes on him. His anger was visible, his wrinkles on his forehead not hidden by the blood splattered all over his face. 
No one dared to cross his path or try to stop him as he entered a small colorful tent that was meant for concubines. The confusion started to simmer in the eyes of his people as he dragged her outside by the hair, whimpers being heard by everyone as he dragged her to the tent hidden in the trees. That was the furthest away from the battlefield and camp itself. That tent was for the general and the general’s eyes only. Until now. Dragging her in, no man would know what happens besides those tent walls. 
Word spread around fast. Rumors of their general planning to kill her. No one would bat an eye at it. She was his property and no one would ask where she went, In their eyes, nothing good was going to happen.
Holding her by her hair, with heavy steps they walked in the tent. Letting go of his grasp once they were in, he stepped away looking at her as she pulled a few strands of hair away from her face, not turning around to look at him. The general stopped moving, just looking at her, heavy breathing in his chest. 
“Well general…”
Taking a deep breath in as she spoke, his entire body tensed. She was slow as she methodically tucked the loose strands behind her ears, tightening the red ribbon in her hair as well. 
“That was quite the entry.” She spoke softly as she got up, tidying her dress.
“I would have hoped for some dramatic screams as I did that…” The general jokes around, a slight shiver in his voice as he saw no amusement in her glare.
“Oh no… dear general,” she smiled as she stared him down, eyes cold. “Now kneel.” Her voice turned to steel as his legs buckled under him and he fell to his knees.
“I tried to…” He started whispering. 
“No dear general. You tried to hear me scream.” She whispered smirking, getting closer to him slowly, his breathing turning faster as he tried to conceal it, his eyes never parting ways from hers.
“You are a sneaky one.” She whispered, getting close to him, wiping the blood from his face.
Closing his eyes at the warm touch, he allowed himself to exhale all the stress off from his shoulders. So gentle and warm. 
“But you are the one that is going to scream.”
Grabbing him by the hair, pulling his head backward as he gasped, heavy breathing, she knew why he came there. The blood on his face, him being alone from his people, the camp too quiet. They lost and he came to her to be her puppy once more. Losing his men, losing his fight, he came to her and that made her not be able to contain her smirk, and he saw it. 
Even if he was looking at her through his lashes, he didn’t miss that devilish smirk that always made his heart jump. He wanted her, but he knew he had to wait. Letting go of his hair, she stepped backward watching him.
“Take it off general.” She motioned towards his suit of armor as she laid down on the rugs and furs that were meant to keep the cold away. 
He knew she was going to mock him for how fast and clumsy he took his armor off, but he just wanted to go to her, feel her skin on his.
“Sit.”
“H-here?” He asked unsure, looking around.
She was taking her spot like a queen on the furs, leaving him on just a rug that could as well just be on the ground itself. A short nod from her and he was back onto his knees, waiting for her as she slightly tilted her head, biting her lips. Those lips he craved for. Catching with the corner of his eyes a slight movement, he saw her fingers brushing off the dress away from her leg, letting him see that porcelain smooth skin that was hidden under. She was taunting him, moving her long delicate fingers on her thigh up, and then on her dress.
“Why are you here general?” She asked with her honeyed voice, so innocent and sweet, and yet it made him twitch, feeling himself getting wet for her.
“You know what I want…” he breathed out the words as she smiled.
“Do you want me to take care of you general?” She smirked as she moved to the edge of the furs, a few breaths away.
“Yes…”

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Back to the Woods (Brother/Sister/Exploration)

*An Uncomfortable Introduction*

We grew up completely isolated from society.

No extended family, friends, social media, internet, television, or even a radio existed in our world.

I could tell you we simply didn’t have any signal, proper roads, or basic power lines due to our location. But it wouldn’t reveal the truth for the disconnected life my twin brother and I got to know.

Right from the start, our paranoid parents kept us hidden and off the grid. Only to raise us with their conspiracy theory about how every second person is really a being from another planet. And the mission of these beings is roughly based on inhabiting as many minds before they take over completely.

Nobody outside our small family could be trusted – ever.

So, all we had was each other for the better part of twenty years, surviving in the wilderness and keeping the lowest profile you can possibly imagine.

Looking back now, it’s quite something.

And I’m referring to the survival part.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 65 Jax’s Naughty Little Secret Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

Word raced down through the entire building. By the time it had reached Clarissa’s ears her curiosity was at an all time high. “Who is getting canned?” Pressing for answers in a gossip news paper was sort of like playing sexual roulette never knowing if you heard it right. The knock at the door, “Wow, this feels like a first for me” Clarissa giggled softly. The suction from the door swinging open almost sucked her inside, “What do you want?” Raz was a little short today much worse then what he has been. Glancing from right to left, having no trouble looking over her head, he pushed off from the door. Standing there and gesturing for Clarissa to enter. “You know Miss Love” taking a long pause to study her body. His cock started to get hard.
“Sir what is this..” cut down just like any mail that was scheduled for his office. With the snap of his fingers I found my self on my knees only inches away from his semi hard cock. “You know that your (chuckle) article is only a..” looking down at those big beautiful tits. “Courtesy to you (his cock was getting harder by the second) right I could can you and your article” the smell of his cock now with in range of my mouth. “Yes Sir” not hearing what he said just focusing on this big beautiful cock that was begging to be sucked. Watching me as he always does I opened my mouth, he knotted up my hair. Shoving his cock into my mouth as all my drool saturated his shaft. “You also know how much I hate being bothered” feeling his eyes on me, his cock hitting my gagging point with each thrust. “Fuck (stepping forward one step forcing me to reject his man meat)” still his hand in my hair, the slight pull so I would look at him. “You know the only reason I keep you..” was that a question or a statement? With the increase of pressure he was forcing me to my feet. A slap to my tit, feeling the burn that his catalyst hand left. Pulling me to the picture window, jerking open the blind so the entire work place could see me. His cock throbbing between my ass cheeks. “Do you see why I have..” in that moment my world went white. His cock, his man meat landed home filling my world with the orgasmic pleasures of paradise. Pressing my nipples to the glass with each thrust my tits where being squished into the flat surface. “Do you see.. everybody is starting to notice” his thrusts becuming harder throwing my frame farther into the glass. Then he stopped, “Ooo this could only mean..” the pull of my hair, the weakening of my knees, the sweet cum that coated his cock was now only a cunts hair away from my face. Knowing what he wants, knowing that he held my future in the palm of his hands. The cross slap from his cock snapped me back from dream to reality. Without him saying I opened my mouth eager to taste the drying cum on his cock. Preparing for his rod was one thing butt to actually suck on it was another story entirely. Thrusting his mighty cock into my mouth, my gag reflex was in overdrive, not even giving my mouth time to swallow the spittle that had formed. Gripping my bottom jaw his next thrust made me want to puke. “Stick out that tongue (doing as was told).. Ohhh Ohhh” he shuttered feeling every swallow as my throat massaged his hard cock. Pulling me back till just his crown remained in my mouth. “You want me to cum in that filthy little talking pussy of your! (The lift from his grip reminded me that he was still in control).” Forcing me back to the window as his cock spanked my ass (even hitting my Ooooh.. asshole) with his cock. “Watch as all your coworkers gather below” what he said was true. Everyone who was anyone was gathered below, crowding the work floor to witness the next (fuck, I’m cuming just from the thought) thrust. Lined up perfectly to my asshole, though with out me know what his next move was going to be. “Ahh..” the look on my face did not do justice to the feeling of a fresh meat log being shoved so far into my ass, my tits plastered once more on the pane of glass that separated me from the work place. A spanking from his hand gave me the opportunity to fuck him back. Pushing back as his cock slide deeper in my asshole, “Ooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm yesssssssss Ooo fu.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” The loudest orgasm hit me, pushing back with all my might, going ball deep in the process and yes two more orgasms where fighting to see which would be the first to cum out. That thrust threw him off balance. He crashed into the chair, my ass cuming down with all my orgasms to follow. The stoppage of him, the continued fall of me, the monster wave of sexual cum that followed. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” spurted from my mouth as my asshole tightened around his cock. Butt that didn’t stop him, he wanted to cum, he wanted to drain every ounce of energy he spent deep in my ass. Grabbing my legs with both arms, spreading me out like a eagle he started to pound. Shaking my head as every inch of his cock pummeled my asshole, cum running from every hole. The feeling of him cuming was more then anything I have felt. His first pump sending shivers through my orgasmic body, causing my asshole to latch onto his cock. The second most violent squirt caused my eyes to roll back in my head, my body convulsing under the orgasm. As his next thrust came my body went limp, exhausted from the excruciating pleasure of his manly rod butt the drop of my legs, the pull on my hair, the taste of my ass on his cock as he face fuck me once again. “Suck all the cum from my cOoock you.. …” was this it, did I pass what ever test he was planning?