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Cry Little Sister (part one) [No Sex] [half-siblings] [Secrets] [Soothing]

I’ve had my eye on this particular girl for a while. I almost had the fantasy of her ruined when she turned up pregnant at nineteen, refusing to confirm who the father of her baby was, which made most people assume it was someone in a high ranking position of power in her life, whether familial, scholarly, or professionally was up in the air for most people.

She was having a hard time shortly after having the baby, a son that she doted on constantly. So I offered to stop in and help her out, “I’m family, let me give you a little break, you’ve been going non-stop for six months on your own,” I said to her.

She was hesitant at first, but soon caved and took me up on my offer. I was great with the kid, I got him laughing and squealing in delight at my antics as his mom watched nervously, “See, he’s fine with me. Two guys just hanging out being bros, right little man?” Tyler squealed and laughed in delight as I bounced him in my arms. Read more »

Anna’s Punishment 2: Cumslut training.

It was around 2:00 am. My phone’s screen flashed and a ring sounded as I had just received a text. “Hi, how are you?” read the text by Anna B. I stood there baffled for a second as I had almost forgotten that I had saved her number ages ago; It seems she still had my number too. Immediately I knew what she wanted, she wanted round two… The unexpected scenario of me having hardcore sex tonight made my blood boil and my cock stiff. “Wassup, where you at?” I casually replied and eagerly waited for her answer. The answer came not two minutes later, which to my horny mind felt like a decade. “I am at Homebrew, gonna leave in a while cause it’s dead.”, her text read. Even though it was clear where she was going with it, she wanted me to make the proposal. “Wanna meet up?” I promptly replied back. Read more »

Her [very short story/poem][angst][post-break up][implied male masturbation]

The phone call was over, he realized. Had been. For hours maybe. Who knows? He didn’t. But it didn’t matter. She didn’t matter. He didn’t *need* her. Didn’t need her. Didn’t need her.

He. Didn’t. Need. Her. Her. Her. *Her….*

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Yet when he laid alone at night,

frigid sheets caressing his skin,

trembling hands clenched around himself,

thighs stained with liquid shame,

eyes burning with tears,

the name he cried out until he was hoarse…

Was hers.

The House Always Wins (part seven- The End) [Comfort] [Personal Care]

I lost my hair again. I lost weight. I couldn’t eat, my arm burned after every treatment. But I did it, dutifully. Pot was the only thing that helped the nausea enough for me to keep water down. If nothing else, it gave me an excuse to be high day in and day out. Four months out, I was on my third round of treatment. Some new aggressive thing that was supposed to be revolutionary. By some small miracle, the tumors on my liver and lungs shrank down to nothing after my first cycle, but the brain tumors were being stubborn.

I looked like death was sitting at my bedside most days, but I made it to my thirtieth birthday. A milestone that was a month past my expiration date. The old man reached out with a bouquet of roses and a card that said, “The longshot of longshots is up by four…two battles to go before you beat the house.” Read more »

Just Say the Words [F4A]

Entry 1: “Just Say the Words” [Sfw-ish][Dark][Ownership][WithConsent][Introductions][Rambly][Manipulation?][Gender neutral]

Today is the start of something new. Something… different. Something… dark… and beautiful. Don’t be shy. Come forward. Let’s take the first few steps together, shall we?

If you choose to walk this path with me, know this. It will not be easy. Every day, I will challenge you. I will test your mind, your resolve, your willingness to serve me, and of course, I’ll be pushing that beautiful body of yours to its absolute limits. However I cannot do so unless you allow it. I dare not act until you speak the magic words. Do you know what they are?…

I’ll give you some time to think about it. While you ponder, I’ll continue. If you accept this, if you accept me- you should also know that you will be loved. Dearly. I will protect you, fight for you, and cherish everything about you. Do you want to know why? Because you’d be mine. And I take excellent care of what belongs to me. Again- none of this is set in stone, unless you can show me that you truly want it. Read more »

A Chilly Threesome [FMF]

I groggily pulled into the dimly lit parking lot at 3 AM. Why the fuck did I volunteer to be here so god damn early? I couldn’t even remember the drive in, I was on auto-pilot as I maneuvered the empty streets. I slid from my sliver sedan as I cringed at the glowing green and yellow store logo smiling at me from the building. I slipped my green apron on over my green polo and jeans as I trudged up to the building. There he was unlocking the door, toned, and tall with that chiseled jaw. Oh yeah that’s why I volunteered. Curtis, the grocery manager had called me at midnight last night to ask if I could come in and help with a huge unexpected order that came in.

He turned and flashed me a fucking perfect smile, his playful green eyes twinkling through strands of his shaggy brown hair, “morning Lindsey, thanks for coming in.”

God I ‘m a mess I realized as I went to comb my fingers through my red hair realizing it was not only tangled but still in the messy bun I slept on the night before, “no problem,” I said awkwardly wresting my fingers from my hair. Read more »

The Secret Life of Grace Harper Part Three A True Submission Story

This is the final part of this story. It is left wide open for a sequel so if enough people want to read more I may revisit the characters. Enjoy part 3 and leave a comment if you wish.

When Grace woke up her blindfold was gone. She could see the room that she was chained up in. It looked like a basement with various apparatuses that Grace had never seen before, but had a pretty good idea about what they would be used for. There was one light In the center of the room, but there were candles for mood lighting on shelves along the walls. In front of her was a table with various instruments on it. Were these the things that had been used on her? She immediately recognized the bullwhip. It had only been used on her once, and she never wanted to feel that again. Beside the whip was the long riding crop that had been used to spank her with. She could still remember the intense stinging it had caused on her bottom, but she found herself strangely interested in feeling it again on the other parts of her body. Beside the crop was the bucket of water and wax used to clean her with. She was reminded of the softness of the sponge and the warm feeling the wax gave her after the water had gotten cold. Next was the feather that had been used to tickle her and something else she didn’t recognize. She knew that it had been used to prick her, but she had no idea what it was. It looked to her like spurs that had been attached to a stick. Read more »

Summer in the Summer: Chapter two, Right to it. [FM] [Gentle Femdom] [Orgasm Control] [Free-Use] [Stepcest]

A/N: Here’s chapter two! Hope you guys enjoy it, after this one new chapters may take a little longer, life is getting a bit rowdy.

If you have any suggestions or want to ask anything, the comment section is your place to be!

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Before Joy could react, Summer had already straddled him, now undoing his belt with a smirk on her face. “H-Hey wait up!” He said before Summer shushed him. “Shut your cute little mouth, I called shotgun, so we fuck.” Summer said, in an almost ordering tone. She now lifted herself of Joy and dragged down his jeans, revealing his boxers, which had quite the notable bulge in them. “At least *someone* is excited.” Summer exclaimed with a grin.

Joy wasn’t struggling, but he wasn’t too fond of it either, having his arms crossed and looking away as Summer toyed with him. He should’ve been enjoying himself, but he just couldn’t. “Hey, I get it’s weird, but I’ll make you feel good alright?” Summer said, smiling up at him, before quickly snatching off his boxers, revealing his dick. “Hmm..” Summer thought for a second. “S-Sorry if it’s small.” Joy said with a frown. “No! It’s perfect.” Summer responded with a smirk, before placing her hand around it, starting to slowly stroke. Read more »

Original work: Nipple Play

We meet for a drink in a quiet hotel bar. I find you sitting at a table in the shadows, back corner of the place. A dim candle flickers at the center of the table. You’ve already ordered my favorite–brandy old fashioned–and are sipping your matching drink. My wrap dress struggles to stay closed, especially with me not wearing a bra at your request. My taut nipples give away my excitement to meet you. Even in the limited light, you can surely see their silhouette, not to mention the peek you’re getting of the roundness of my firm breasts.

You give me that smile. I can see the mischief in your eyes as I sit close to you and lean in to give you a kiss on the lips. You stop short of kissing me and brush your lips on mine, then trace the scent of perfume on my neck while your hand gently brushes against my hard nipple. I gasp in your ear and you graze your knuckles back and forth against my nipple.

“Such a good girl, doing what you’re told,” you whisper in my ear. Read more »

My Ebony Coworker [MF][Ebony][Facial][Creampie]

I always enjoyed that my company hired people from every ethnicity. Especially the woman. Normally we seemed to have only caucassian females, but it was not long after I started, that I met coworkers from other places. There were Indian coworkers, Asians, latinas and of course black woman too. Especially my direct colleague. Her name was Nancy and she had to be a descendant of a goddess. Always wearing red lipstick, Skirts or dresses that comforted her well formed body perfectly and sometimes I could swear that her chocolate brown legs were a tint darker from stockings. I always liked my woman with a bit more on the hips, since I wasn’t from the skinny department either, but her curves were perfectly distributed. While remembering it, I honestly can’t believe, how I could keep a cool head and kept in in my pants – at least while away from desk. I could be quite, so I masturbated many times under the desk to her looks. Since we were alone in the office and she always wore headphones it went better than expected. Read more »