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Storm Child part 4

As we sat at the kitchen table after breakfast, I asked Jenna what she wanted to do.

“Well, I know one thing, although I want to let my Daddy’s cock recharge, so I can get a big mouthful of your cum, I’ll bet it’s really yummy!” Jenna giggled. She continued, “It’s such a nice day, let’s go out to the lake for a while. Not the usual lake we go to, let’s go to the beach at Bosian lake.”

I said, “But baby, you know that’s a nude beach, don’t you?”

With a gleam in her eye, Jenna replied, “That’s why I want to go there! We weren’t born with these stupid clothes that society demands we wear, for the sake of some so-called idea of decency. I want my body to be free, to go naked, exposed to the sun and air.”

She had hit on a feeling that I had for a long time, and soon we were pulling up. Large signs warned us about the clothing optional nature, and a parking lot attendant made sure that we knew about it, also. I was nervous, but also eager to see Jenna’s nudity again, even if everyone on the beach would get to see her in her birthday suit, also. Read more »

What happens in Egypt should not stay in Egypt

Finally. I close my laptop, get up from the desk, say goodbye to all my colleagues and start heading home. It was that kind of a fucked up day with tons of work that made you exhausted both physically and mentally. Not mentioning the fact that right after I got out of the building I found myself in a God damn storm. You could’ve easily said that the end is coming or something like that. Anyway, I head back home and right before I got in the elevator I get a text from her. We’ll talk more about her later.

>”Dude, work is killing me. I need a vacation ASAP. Work, work, work, all we do is go to work. God, I need a break”

I feel her. We became some corporate robots. I reply and tell her I’ll get myself dried up and we’ll have a chat as soon as I pour myself a glass of wine. Read more »

The girl in the club

James Fleet snapped his fingers at the barmaid and indicated another round of whiskey cokes for him and his friends. She smiled while muttering “arsehole” under her her breath, but he was tipping big so she got the drinks on the bar quicker than usual.

Fleet and his two friends had been drinking and snorting coke heavily since they had concluded a lucrative day of trading at their city firm Pierce and Pierce. Thirty pound cocktails at Fluties had kicked off the evening, they’d skipped dinner and hit a few trendy bars where they’d mixed with colleagues and rivals bragging and backslapping while necking imported lager, and now they were at McGregors; notorious meat market and pick up joint looking to finish the night either by bagging some pussy or in drunken oblivion.

Fleet took a big slurp of his drink and loosened his silk LaCroix tie as he scanned the busy dance floor. He was the alpha male of the trio; richer, posher and more highly rated in the form, so he generally got the first shot at any girls that caught their fancy. Read more »

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 18 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 17 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Mirja lay awake most of the night, unable to keep the image of the strange creature out of her mind. She had always wondered what happened to the Westerlings. Was that it? Had they transformed somehow? It was rumored that the disaster that befell the Westerling Empire had been of a magical nature. It was perfectly reasonable that whatever immense magical power that the old Westerlings had wielded, turned against their own people when it got out of control.

The next moment her thoughts shifted to Master Olgric. Master Cerdic, that was what Master Olgric had said. What had he meant by that? Did Master Cerdic have a similar laboratory as the one in the Faculty of Animancy? Or was it in the Elemancy building? That shouldn’t be too difficult to figure out.

Finally, her thoughts drifted into dreams filled of the strange creatures and Sigrid. Sigrid turning into one of them and pulling Mirja with her to a strange realm of rivers of light and golden pools. Read more »

The Cabin

Real story told to me by a friends girlfriend. For sake of privacy I changed the names in the story. Also because I am just re-telling a story that isn’t my own I cared less about grammar and punctuation and all that. Anyways, enjoy.

A few guys that we know went to stay at one of their houses for a night while his parents were out of town, it was a total of three of them, Jake, Andrew, and Hayden. They were having a good night, taking shots, when Andrew’s ex-girlfriend snap chatted him just to talk. The two remained friends after their breakup and they would talk every now and then.

While they were talking, she came up in conversation and out of curiosity, Andrew asked the guys if they thought that his ex Emily was attractive. They all agreed that she was hot but after high school she was doing less sports and seemed to lose a little bit of her tone. They added that it didn’t seem to matter to them, and she was still attractive. Read more »

Daring Adventures of the KKM Sisters – Intro

Kirsten, Kristi, and Macy are sisters. They’re members of a sorority that I’m sworn to protect the name of. For KKM, this is more than membership, more than bffs, this was sisterhood at it’s truest level. It started with all of them rushing the sorority, the pledge class of 2019. They were all 18 or older. Kristi (r/ConnieCarter) was the leader, taller and braver, she has a woman’s figure which caused men to approach and ask. She is not afraid to try anything. Macy is the middle sister (r/TiffanyTatum). She is a bit shorter, a bit quieter, and more cautious. Macy has had some experience, but didn’t try things without being pushed. Macy has a college female freshman body, lean and athletic, from her high years playing soccer and participating in track and field. Kirsten (r/LittleCaprice) is the shortest, youngest, and the “idea” person of the three. Kirsten was in dance and gymnastics, her short 5’ 2” body perfect for the turns and twirls, flips and turns. All 3 entered college life ready to party with no limits. Kristi never really had rules, the only daughter of a doctor, who worked had and played harder off her shift. Kristi’s mon, Carol (r/BrandiLove), was always prepared with every kind of prevention, allowing Kristi to make choices, but educating Kristi on both the fun and the risk of womanhood. Macy lived with her single father Dan (r/PeterNorthTribute) before college, raised conservatively and religiously, but shocked and appalled when his wife left him for the VP asshole at her office. For Dan, his life was his daughter and his work, a steady provider for Macy. In many ways, Macy was the most innocent. Kirsten is the youngest of 3 kids at home. She was the comedian and “darer” of the three siblings, vicariously living out her fantasies by daring her older brother Jack (r/jamesdeen) and sister Margo (r/maryqueenmiela)to do risky things. She played the perfectly innocent child to her parents, Laura (r/LisaAnn) and Jim (r/robertdowneyjr). Before college, she had experienced life only through the wild stories her brother and sister had told her from their experiences. Read more »

Storm Child part 3

During dinner, Amanda gave us some news.

“Oh, at work today, they told me that I have to attend a 5 day business conference in Portland, starting on Monday. So I’m going to fly out on Friday, so I can visit my parents. Good location, having them living just across the river in Vancouver. Mom and Dad are so looking forward to seeing me, I’m staying at their house over the weekend, and on Monday, I’ll check into my hotel, and I’ll be back next Friday afternoon.”

I could see that sly look cross Jenna’s face, and she said, “Ok Mom, we’ll hold down the fort here, and I’ll make sure that Daddy is well taken care of!”

I had a pretty good idea how well I would be taken care of, and I both dreaded and eagerly awaited it, hating the idea of being unfaithful, but knowing that the feel of Jenna’s eager teen tightness around my cock would make me powerless to stop my sexy daughter’s advances. Read more »

Cuckold – A love story – Chapter Two – [Hotwife] [Cuckolding] [Cheating] [Lactation]

In the aftermath of my homecoming, things were surprisingly smooth most days. I made Hannah tell me everything that had happened. Turned out she had wanted to fuck Juice again several times after the tape, but had resisted; I had my doubts, but so she claimed. I was in jail at the time, and really could do nothing about it, and was thankful I didn’t have a clue at the time, because I would not have handled it well. When she had finished recounting her sins to me, I laid out for her what my expectations were. I knew her situation, limited skills, limit desire, she was not heading far in life, and she knew it. Her best asset was her ass, and she had been riding on it for quite a long time: this was likely no different. Though I had been in jail, I had a career ahead of me, and one that was growing more lucrative as a software engineer. Hannah wanted the white picket fence, and 3 kids, two cars a dog. I told her I would give her everything she could ever want and more: ensure she and our children were always taken care of, but she would have to be sure to take care of me. Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 25 Hidden Gem Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“What am I doing” ducking in the moaning room. “It’s not like he is going to take me seriously” slumping over to catch her reflection in the window. “Unless..” after a few minutes of stripping out of her clothes Clarissa reached into her purse. Letting out a big sigh, “..this works” using her reflection once again to dawn the mood swing lipstick that was wrapped in a note. “Will look at that note after (catching her reflection in her new clothes).. I’ll leave the tie to complete the look” Clarissa chuckled as she headed for the door. “Ok, Clarissa here goes” giving herself a short pep talk before entering the news office again. “No one is looking? Cum on now seeing a girl with all this (after making some crazy hand gestures, one reporter was headed her way)..” “Excuse me” as he shuffled on by. “..What? How? Why.. I thought if I wore these clothes then I would..” being interrupted one more time. “Excuse me cuming through.. oh and if you’re planning on seeing the boss, well ah he is on the war path” the reporter mentioned in passing.
Staring down the Chief Editors door, “I can do this (still thinking she had something to adjust before entering the dragon’s den) I can do..” Entering her bosses office was a lot less scary then she thought, even having him put her on hold with a wave of his finger. “Blah blah blah, yes what do you want” Raz said clearly not interested in the conversation he was having. “You see I found this article and I was wondering.. couldIstartitagain” those words came tumbling out of her mouth. “Yes. I said yes..” he started butt that was all she needed to hear. “Now what did you want!” Raz turned butt Clarissa was gone, “Some times I feel like a under paid babysitter!” The sound of papers hitting the wall resounded through the reporters section.
The bang on the door grew louder by the second, “Ahh, I’m cuming.. well not anymore thank you..” the last part being a whisper as Angie sucked her girl juice’s from her fingers. Hearing the locks unlock, seeing the handle start to turn, busting through the door. Clarissa tackled Angie, still wearing the tie, the stockings, the Teddy and even her heels. Catching Angie totally off guard as her skinny ass hit the ground. Clarissa went for the passionate kiss right away, groping her double D’s with one hand and jacking Angie’s ass with the other. “We (smooch) need (biting Angie’s lower lip) to (going for a sloppy kiss) cele(lips starting to drift down)brate” Clarissa said in between kisses. Before Angie could confirm anything Clarissa’s lips tagged hers. “Ohh (hips bucking) fuckkk Mmm Mmmm.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa massaging Angie’s asshole, tongue plunged into Angie’s sweet sweet depts. Sucking on Angie’s clit as more orgasms came tumbling down. Each one being timed perfectly with the depth of Clarissa’s tongue, the flick at the end, the forceful way Clarissa’s tongue glided along the roof of Angie’s pussy. “Ohh fuckkk yeaaa yeaaaaaa Mmmmmmmmm” never before has anybody massaged Angie’s asshole the way Clar is. Wanting to grab her head, force her back up to her lips butt at the same time force her to keep on licking, plunging and massaging her asshole. Clutching her legs, pulling on her tits, “You’re such a fucking (stomach tightened up) bitc(hips bucking hard)h Ooooh fuckkk yesssssssss Ooooh (feeling the pressure) fuck you Mmm Mmmm fuckkk.. (the feeling of ecstasy filling her bum) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Angie moaned. “Fuck girl (kissing Clarissa) you definitely know how to get me to cum” shaking the Aftershock away as the cum seeps out.

I was going to write a story, and then I didn’t.

Starting a story is difficult. In theory, it should be the easiest; just pick a spot along a timeline being woven in your head. The characters, do they meet in a bar? In their home? A sports game? On the road? Are they lovers, family, strangers. Should it be written in third person? First? Who?

Should one write as the male, describing the way the female seduces you? The way she bats her eyes, a sly smile giving you naughty ideas. The way she makes her way across the room to you, her hips methodically moving back and forth. The way she whispers into your ear, the way her warm breath makes your body tingle. The way leads you to the back of the establishment. The way her lips taste, their warmth, your tounges dancing between each other. The way she coos and chirps, leading you around in circles. The way her slender fingers slip into your pants, wrapping around your throbbing cock like a boa constrictor around its prey. The way her small pink nipples stand out on her pale skin in the dim light. The way they stiffen as you play with them, her giving complimentary whimpers. The way her hair feels between your fingers as she places your dick delicately into her moist mouth. The way her tongue tickles your head, her fingers softly pulling your balls. The way she is not concerned with being neat, letting saliva coat her chin and dribble onto her breasts. The way she makes your cock feel, deep within her mouth, as you shoot your seed into it. The way she spares none of it, making sure to swallow all of it before leaving. The way she treats you not like a partner; for it is much too one-sided. Read more »