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Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 4)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.

I think the private lesson stuff is pretty hot, so I milked it again for this chapter. The next chapter will be different.)

Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room and looked around. She spotted Harry, Ron, Lavender, and Parvati sitting by the fire. She and Ron hadn’t been on good terms for a while. She hated that he was dating Lavender, and was annoyed that he couldn’t figure out why she didn’t like that.

Scanning the room further she spotted Ginny sitting alone in the corner reading. There was an empty chair beside her so she took it.

“Hey Ginny, mind if I sit?” She asked.

“Yeah, go ahead, I need a distraction anyways.” Said Ginny.

Hermione sat down and they began talking. They talked for ten minutes before Hermione couldn’t help but remember Ginny and Michael and everything she heard about them. She was burning to ask about it, and now she had her chance. Everyone except for the two of them had left the common room. Read more »

Strapped, pt. 1 [futanari, futa-fem, fantasy, masturbation, blindfold]

Into the inky blackness that surrounded her, she radiated heat. Sweat had begun to form over every inch of her naked body, starting first as a fine mist, then beading here and there. An occasional breeze was a welcome respite sending a delicious chill throughout, and though she couldn’t remember where she was, she felt as if somehow she was floating. Opening her eyes, the orc looked down and regarded her nakedness. The wetness that covered her seemed to make her moss-green skin glow in the single spot of light that radiated from somewhere high above. She watched as a bead of sweat formed on her chest and rolled languidly down between her fulsome breasts and embarked further across the undulations of her muscular stomach, finally disappearing in the soft valley between her legs. She could only feel it now, but the sensation made her entire considerable frame shiver with excitement. Read more »

Soul Binder – Prologue [Gay] [MM] [Horror]

**Prologue**

Every time I closed my eyes, faces appeared. Men. Some with beards, some clean shaven. Some with hair, some bald. All handsome, rugged, and good looking. And though I didn’t know why, I knew they were all mine. Each and every single one.

But when my eyes opened, they vanished. Like a dream or an illusion. However, the feelings lingered. Enough to keep me awake, when I should be sleeping. I exhaled—to release the excitement of the vision, the tension growing between my legs—and it plumed out as a subtle white cloud.

A sudden freeze had blown over that evening. Despite the May flowers that had bloomed several weeks earlier or the robins that sang in the trees yesterday morning. Still, feathery strands of ice clawed at the windows, a reminder that winter hadn’t surrendered yet. But it wasn’t the cold that made me tremble.

I tugged at the layers of blankets that lay on top of me, tucking their edges along my sides and beneath my legs, in an attempt to trap the heat. But still, I shivered.

*Had the heater gone out?* *Did their heat get shut off?* Read more »

Harry Potter and Hogwarts pervert (part 3)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.)

Michael was still reeling from his progress the night before, so he decided to put the other part of his plan into action.

He was walking around the library checking each row, when finally he spotted her. It was the sexy little book worm herself, Hermione.

She was standing midway up a ladder, looking at the back of a thick, old looking book. Her ass looked amazing from this view. Whereas Ms Davies was big and thick, Hermione’s was smaller and tight. He liked variety, which is why she was the perfect girl to go after alongside Ms. Davies. Small, thin frame, with perky b-cup tits.

He needed a reason to talk to her, and it came to him immediately. He pulled out his wand and cast a spell on the ladder. It tipped backwards and Hermione started to fall. He ran over and caught her. Read more »

Poker Night

*Sophie plans a surprise for her boyfriend, Greg. It doesn’t go according to plan…but it works out better for her!*

*Shoutout to* /u/throwawaypam1 *for giving me the prompt that led to this!*

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“Call,” Greg said, tossing his chips into the middle of the beat-up, hand-me-down table.

Sophie frowned. Her boyfriend was a terrible bluffer, but she believed he was holding a decent hand. He just kept getting lucky tonight.

“Raise,” Emily smiled, cheerfully tossing in another ten buck chip. She was a bubbly little blonde, all smiles and pearly whites. Sophie had known her since middle school—before her tits had popped out of nowhere one summer and packs of drooling boys had started worshiping the ground she flounced across. Still, she was a sweetheart.

Sophie had been a later bloomer, but she teased Em that she’d won in the end. Emily’s more-than-ample, ivory-white cleavage could stun a man at twenty paces, sure, but Sophie could let her brunette tresses drape across the cinnamon cannons she eventually grew and flatten a whole platoon. It had just taken her until senior year to get the artillery up and running, that’s all. She was the more athletic of the pair, to boot, though Emily had the supermodel legs-for-miles physique going for her. They joked about who would break more hearts, now that the pair of them were off to college. Read more »

Relishing an honor student [MF]

She soared above the crowd, aloof and superior, being both an honor student and popular. She maintained her position by needing nothing from anyone. Blonde, slender, with well-defined muscles and compact handfuls of breast, she glided through the misery of high school like it would never touch her. Now in her senior year, being eighteen and free, she was at the height of her powers. As her college coach, I should’ve known better, but I got flirty over an afternoon of planning her essays.

I’m just past age twenty at the time, floating between going to college and finding a cabin in the woods, with a fetish for breeding. In fact, seeding top-quality women was my only turn on. Everything else left me as limp as a garden hose in the sun, although because of my dirty blonde hair, semi-muscular physique, average but thick penis, and easy-going air, I had no shortage of offers if I was willing to put in the effort to get them (spoiler: I wasn’t). I didn’t mean to turn her, but I told her how much of a joy it was to coach someone so quick-witted, and complimented her on her hair and dress a few times. So sue me, I’m male and proud. Read more »

Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 2)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.

This is part 2 of a story I posted yesterday. People seemed to like it, so I’ll keep posting. This part has quite a lot of build-up, so sorry for that, but I think theres still some hot stuff in here. Plus, I find it boring to just go from sex scene to sex scene. I think the build up, or teasing, makes the sex stuff much hotter. Ms. Davies is an original character, who I modelled after Hayley Attwell, if you’re wanting a visual. Enjoy)

News about Michael Corner fucking Ginny Weasley traveled fast. It seemed that everybody had heard about the Ravenclaw keepers consolation prize. Still stung by the Gryffindor win, the Ravenclaws found solace in gloating about Ginny Weasley’s fucking. Ginny seemed embarrassed, but didn’t make too much of it.

Harry was planning on getting revenge on Michael by playing a prank on him. He grabbed his invisibility cloak and set off for the Ravenclaw common room. Harry was walking down the corridor near the Ravenclaw tower one day when he saw Ginny emerge from an unused classroom. She was closely followed by Michael Corner. Read more »

I Hate That I Love It [Incest] [F/d] [[Str8] [M/f] [Teen] [Barely Legal] [Virgin] [18] [Rough]

I hate that I love it when daddy touches me.

I hate that I love it when he purrs my name and tells me I’m a good girl.

I hate that I love it when he kisses me and strokes my little kitty.

I hate that I love it. But I do love it.

I love all of the attention he gives me.

I love all daddy’s big arms.

I love daddy’s musky cologne.

I love daddy’s thick cock.

And I hate that I need all of that.

But the truth is I do.

I crave any ounce of affection he gives me.

I need to feel his embrace anytime I can,

I am desperate for my daddy’s cock.

Hi, my name’s Chloe and this is the story of how my daddy groomed me into his little slut.

# I Hate That I Love It Read more »

Harry Potter cuckolding story

The stadium erupted as Harry flew back down to the ground, the snitch wriggling in his hand. He landed and was immediately bombarded by hordes of people in red and gold. He pushed his way through the crowd searching for his team. He spotted flaming red hair pushing through the crowd as Ginny came up to him, sporting a massive grin.

“Great catch, Harry!” She yelled, as she embraced him.

He couldn’t resist smelling her hair as he held her, possibly a little too long. Finally they separated as he forced himself away from her to locate his other team mates through the sea of red and gold.

He shook hands, hugged, received applause, and celebrated with what seemed like every Gryffindor in the school.

He saw a Ravenclaw player a good distance away from the Gryffindors. It was Michael Corner, and he was accompanied by Ginny Weasley. Harry knew they used to date and because of this, he didn’t like Michael. But, as Gryffindor captain, he needed to do his duty. He pulled himself away from the crowd and walked towards Ginny and Michael. Read more »