Cherry’s Guide to Being a Master Hypnotist Part 1 [hypnosis][femdom][crossdressing][foot worship]

Chapter 1: The Rules

I hated the nervous, soupy feeling that was in my stomach. I wish it had been more specific. Was I nervous? Scared? Excited in a good way? In a bad way? It was a total mystery to me.

My face was pale as I stood outside of the classroom door, willing myself to open it. Lately, these lessons had been getting serious. More and more emotionally involved. Cherry always told me I’d need to suppress ‘inhibiting emotions’ like fear in this line of work, but that wasn’t something you learned to do in a day.

Now finished with all of our hypothetical work, we were moving onto more practical lessons; having exercises involving the use of hypnotic abilities. Cherry had insisted we start with resistance, telling me that attacking others was useless if I didn’t know how to defend myself first. Part of me wanted to hate it, being hypnotized by her to do some pretty humiliating things, but another part of me….

I pushed the door open before I could finish that thought.

Submissive Adventures Part 1 [Fsub][D/s][HUML][SM][Stretching][unusual objects][wand][masturbation]

I always knew I was a slut, but I think I outdid myself today. Just thinking about it and I get excited. It started like a semi-normal day, my phone beeps with my morning message from Sir with my task: going to run errands with a butt plug and no panties. While at the store, buying at least 3 objects that will stretch my pussy out, then fuck all 3 of them for Sir with my collar on. Today was going to be a fun day!

I made sure to get right to work, doing everything I needed to get done before the horniness got too distracting. I knew that Sir and I would be texting and that he would say something to get me going very soon. But even without the texting, thinking was difficult, my breasts are so sore! I am really paying for those clothespins last night. 4 on each tit, I think it is a new record. I can’t help but rub them gently through my shirt, reminding me of what I did, then as ordered by Sir I lift my shirt and rub them directly, gently, tenderly. My body reacting to my touch, my mind wandering. I even have a small bruise, it makes me so proud and Sir takes the time to remind me of it. I managed to finish my work, ate a quick lunch and showered before heading out to run errands.

Vanilla Anal After a Long Trip (MF Anal Oral)

You finally return from your long trip. Exhausted from hours of travel. Of course you are smiling, but I can see in your eyes that you are ready to curl up in comfy clothes and stay horizontal for a day. I have a bottle of chilled white wine waiting for you and you tell me you are almost too tired to even have any, but you start to drink and I can see your spirits lightening as you finish your first glass and then a third.
Your stories of near misses and kind souls and smooth coincidence that made your trip a perfectly executed excursion half way around the planet and back are so soothing to listen to even though you already told me all of this stuff while you were away. Seeing you tell it in person is so much better. I feel like I am almost having to hold back tears I am so glad you are back and right next to me again.
We are sitting on the couch, but you have started to slip further and further into the cushions the more I listen and now I am holding your feet. I can’t give you a proper message. My hands travel up your legs and you apologize about the lightly rough texture and for being so tired. I don’t care.
“Tell me about the shuttle getting pulled over while you were going from Aswan to Gabal Elba.” I say to keep you talking.
I just asked to keep you talking and animated. My hands are exploring further and further up your legs. I’m watching your lips move. It is hard to hear what you are saying over the pulsing in my ears. I am so glad you are back. My mouth actually fills with saliva. I swallow heavy. My hands are almost to the bottom of your shorts. My fingers are spread wide and making impressions in your thighs as I move my hands firmly and slowly around your legs. Inside. Outside. You are getting to the exciting part in the story where Tory tries to tell the officer something in Egyptian but accidentally drops an obscenity. You told me already and I know you are about to laugh, and I can’t wait to see it. I take a deep breath, your eyes start to pull up in the corners and you start to bring your hand up to your face to cover your opening mouth as you start to titter. Your eyes sparkle. My hand slips further up your legs. Your back is arching involuntarily as I message deeply into your inner thigh. And as you finish your laugh and your story your eyes close a little as the side of my index finger brushes against your panties.
“Did I tell you about sitting under the acacia tree and Jasmine kissing my neck?”
Of course you did and of course we discussed the shit out of that topic, but now you were pointing to the spot where she kissed you and I felt a twinge of jealousy and you noticed.
“I knew you were at least a little jealous.” You said giggling.
And we leaned in towards each other and I kissed your lips. As soon as I was reminded of the taste of you, the feel of your mouth against mine, I knew I couldn’t stop. You fell back on the couch.
“I’m so tired.”
And you got up taking my hand and leading me to our bed. I can see the lengthening of your stride as we head down the hall. I put fresh sheets on the bed and made sure everything was welcoming this morning, and you fell onto the bed smiling with the smile that says, ‘oh bed, I have missed you so much.’ I can see your body going limp with the pleasure of the familiar feel of home wrapping around you. You forgot about me, but I didn’t care because watching you writhe on the bed is so exciting. I went into the bathroom to pee and when I came back you were under the covers, eyes closed, lips pursed in a smile. I stripped off my clothes and climbed under the covers with you and was so glad to feel you had shed your clothes.
I slid as close to you as was humanly possible, rubbing legs and toes, arms and breasts. I gritted my teeth and quivered against you and started to slide down you, almost using your leg like a fireman’s pole until my face was level with your navel. I climbed between your legs and held myself over you breathing softly onto your pelvis, watching your stomach contract and hold. I can see the anticipation building with every breath. I place my cheek on your pelvis and reach my hands up all the way along the side of your body, then drag the back of my fingers along your body causing your back to arch and goose bumps to form. I slip my hands underneath you and slide my face between your legs and pull you into my mouth. I can’t help but vigorously suck on all of your labia holding your pussy in my mouth while I run my tongue around the outside of your lips and then slipping my tongue between your lips, letting you fall from my mouth as I work my way up to your clit and you make a short squawking noise I have never heard you make. This long without me tasting you has obviously left you enthralled as well, and I know this is true because the taste of your creamy cum is filling my mouth and I suck and suck to get it all and you thrust and fuck my face until you start to stream into my mouth and lose all will to go on. I flutter my tongue on your clit and your legs involuntarily close and your hips shift to the side and I start to slide up your body, but I can see you are already starting to slip into a slumber.
You become a little spoon.
“Thank you.” You say as you start to drift and I hold myself against you so tight you grunt a little and I feel a little bit of your pussy juice drip onto my leg.
Your breathing slows and your muscles relax. I really want to let you sleep, but I have waited so long for you to get home and my cock is not getting soft. I taste you on my lips, I consider jerking off and leaving you alone, but before I can even begin, you reach your hand behind your back and wrap your fingers around my throbbing head. You squeeze the end of my dick with all the strength you can muster. and hold. and hold. The sensation is too intense. I can’t stop myself. I role myself on top of you pushing your face into the pillow. You turn your head, but don’t let go of my dick head. I want to get it inside you, but you aren’t letting go and I feel cum start to drip from the end of my cock and into your hand and you start to use my precum as lube to jerk me aiming me straight into your asshole. You pull me straight into your ass. It is so tight and my cock is so hard. I start to push, your hand getting smashed and you pull yourself from between your cheeks and my body and I thrust deep too fast and you cry out and I know you weren’t ready for that. I slow and pull way back, but you push into me as I’m getting away and shove me deep inside you and make the same whimper and I know this is what you want. I push against your thrust and you are crying with pleasure pain and I don’t ever want this to stop. I know the head of my cock is blowing up like a balloon at the deepest part of your ass and I can’t wait to explode, I’m putting all of my weight into you and the tempo is rising and right when I think I can’t wait another second you grab my hand and shove it between your legs and push my fingers roughly into your clit in tiny circles and I feel you squirting, and you are crying with pleasure and there is no stopping the rush of cum. As the first burst fires inside you I feel you clench and convulse around me . You squeeze so tight, I can’t thrust and the cum is held back and you tighten your rectum and squeeze your ass cheeks and pull me down and in you and I stop cumming and can’t move from the pressure. I want to thrust so bad, but I can’t move and you keep holding me until I am spasming, but not able to shoot in you. The convulsing is uncontrollable and I twitch until I fail. My whole body goes limp and you start to unclench and pull away and as I am slipping out of you, my cock still hard, I know that I am not finished and that I am about to climb inside your pussy and fuck you till we are both dehydrated and can’t move.
You role onto your back and I gently climb between your legs and I can feel the cum dripping out of the end of my dick as I slip my sticky prick in you and I feel your pussy filling up with every thrust. I don’t know if it is you or me, but I can’t stop. In, out, in, out in a steady solid rhythm, slow and deep. You have gone limp. Barley moving. Moaning with every inward thrust. Then your hands come up and grab my head.
“Lick me.” You said as you guided me down and I dropped into your crotch and slurped on your lips and nibbled your clit. I tasted you and me and was intoxicated by us and climbed back up your body and slipped back in you with ease. After only a few thrusts you were shoving me back down and I’m eating your pussy, but the tase of you has me so excited I start dripping and I have to be back inside you. I lunge back up your body and slip back into you and start cumming, but just don’t want to be done. Your back arches I thrust again and then get back to licking your pussy. My cum filling my mouth you pushing yourself into me. I’m dripping everywhere. I climb back on top of you and kiss your mouth while my penis empties inside your pussy and you suck cum off my lips. You run your fingers up and down my spine and I feel you waking up. Your tingling pussy isn’t going to let you sleep now. You shiver all over, smile, push me off of you and I fall onto my back like a wet towel. You climb on top and try to push me back inside you and make a pouty face as we realize that limp dick ain’t gonna do shit.
“You will be hard a as a rock and back inside me.” You said as you drift down to my soft dick and start to torture me post orgasm. You are humming with the pleasure of my taste, and I feel my cock start to grow again…

Unsure of where to draw the line of erotica versus romance with a nuance involved.

Hello everybody, I have a question regarding publishing. TW: mentions of rape

I have a typical college story, but the thing is, it is extremely explicit since the characters are above age. I was looking at KDP and it basically said no sex scenes, so I’m curious as to where my story draws the line.

It includes heavy topics that are addressed and not just there for the hell of it, as well as personal character development with respect to sexuality, and sex is a part of the story.

I was also reading that if you had any specific terms like “rape” or something of that nature that you cannot self-publish, and the romance/erotica is not the rape, that is the heavy hitting issue I’m trying to tackle.

The romance however comes in with my main character and their SO. Does anybody have any advice with respect to this topic?

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Not a Sound, Pt. 7 (MF, Risky, Cheating)

***(Authors Note***

***Apologies for the delay! This one has taken me longer than I’d have liked because I switched it up a little and I wasn’t feeling it as much as I have with the other stuff I’ve written. At one point I was close to canning it, but I am glad I’ve persevered. And, more importantly, I hope you enjoy it and don’t mind the slight shift.***

***Two parts left after this one I reckon and then on to new and exciting stories!)***

For whatever reason, the quick romp in my study was what finally hammered the guilt in about what I’d done. I’d gone downstairs and joined the party again but all I could feel was Emma’s hands over me, and all I could see was how her body moved as I slammed myself into her.

I was quiet for the rest of the evening as the guests gradually left as I considered who I was. A good husband? Not anymore. A good father? Not even that – what kind of self-respecting dad goes and does what I did on their son’s birthday?

The answer isn’t a good one.

Alice’s Closet Part 16 [MFf, incest]

**If you missed [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/92tt73/alices_closet_mff_inc_mast_voy/), [part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/93078x/alices_closet_part_20_mff_inc_mast_voy/), [part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9385st/alices_closet_part_3_mf_inc_mast/), [part four](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/93d2d4/alices_closet_part_4_ff_incest/), [part five](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/93nldp/alices_closet_part_5_nosex_incest/), [part six](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/93xxtc/alices_closet_part_6_fff_incest/), [part seven](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/94eur3/alices_closet_part_7_fff_incest_female_threesome/), [part eight](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/94zpxm/alices_closet_part_8_nosex_incest/), [part nine](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/95a3jg/alices_closet_part_9_mf_incest/), [part ten](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/95nzhy/alices_closet_part_10_mf_incest/), [part eleven](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/95ux8j/alices_closet_part_11_mf_incest/), [part twelve](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/96wul0/alices_closet_part_12_mff_no_incest_this_part/), [part thirteen](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/97gusj/alices_closet_part_13_mff_incest_cum_sharing/), [part fourteen](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/97ql7t/alices_closet_part_14_mff_incest_dominant_parents/), or [part fifteen](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/980lp5/alices_closet_part_15_mf_step_incest_dark_violent/) you can click the links provided to read them first.**
“How much farther,” Alice asked, her feet getting sore from walking through the woods for the past twenty minutes.

“See the little fires,” Dad answered. “We’re almost there.”

Alice sighed in relief. Getting out of the car felt ages ago. They left the true hiking path almost immediately and had been following a thin trail of dirt made by the few others who’d gone this way. The tree coverage was thick overhead, making each of them carry flashlights to see where they were going.

Finally Alice, Mom, and Dad reached the flames. They were bug repellent torches stuck into the ground along the perimeter of a small clearing. Sam and Emily were already there. Their tent was set up as well as lawn chairs, a card table, several large coolers, and a cooking pit.

Sam walked over and threw up his hand before Dad got into the clearing. “Stop! You’re about to enter the sexy zone. No clothes are permitted in this area.”

I was a horny,methamphetamine fueled teenage,masturbation machine!The crack of dawn made me horny!(masturbation,drugs,solo,mm,m older f,incest)

The summer I graduated was my second,but first big sexual awakening.I was somewhat of a late bloomer when it came to puberty,having been pushed through with steroids,due to allergy issues,however they seemed to speed me through it very rapidly,full force.As a result I was very muscular and very horny ,however it left me with a slightly smaller than average package… of dynamite!.I was an advanced student throughout school ,which meant I was usually a couple years younger than my friends and classmates,and also a year to kill between high school and my planned college education.Well when my father died I was only 15 and my mom moved us from the Adirondacks mountains of upstate New York back to Northern California.With mom working quite a bit and enjoying her new found freedom I was free to get into whatever mischief I felt like and oh did I.I immediately grew my hair long and started experimenting with drugs,favoring coke,but meth was cheaper,easier and everywhere,literally,walking down the street complete strangers would ask,”hey,wanna do a line”,it was the mid ’80’s.This wonderful drug kept me at a constant full sexual lust,but further shrunk my little,horny,cum leaking package. ……..It was summer 1987.I had just graduated,a year ahead of most of my friends(I had been advanced a total of 2 1/2 years throughout my school years)I had at least a full year to fuck around before my serious education started.I worked some construction with my older brothers so I had cash,a new truck,a steady girlfriend that I ditched at least three or four days(and nights)a week to party.Oh, and I sold some screaming good speed on the side.After a night of hopping from kegged to kegger it was about 2 am,it was hot,june in Northern California,my buddies and I decided that since we where all wired for sound and we’re gonna be that way for a long time cause the shit was so good back then,we would grab our fishing poles and reconvene at a spot on the river where we often had bonfires and small parties,kinda hard to drive to without a 4wheel drive but close by.I was hiding from my big boobed,big sexy fat assed,bon Jovi bitch girlfriend so I hitched a ride with my buddies even sexier much older sister as she was going home right passed the dirt road down which our little beach was.I chopped her and I a ridiculously large line up(hoping she would wanna take me home to fuck,but struck out)and walked down to the river a couple of trucks were already there so i lit a fire and baited my hook and drank beer and bullshit with a dork till my buddies showed up shortly thereafter.they threw a hook in and grabbed a beer and picked on the dorks till they left.We were babbling on in meth fueled talk till the sun started coming up like my precum leaking crankdick when they announced that two of them had to go,as they had to start a new job harvesting prunes that morning,one other wanted to go home because he didn’t catch anything and was cold and mosquito bitten.I said I was gonna stay because I had caught a couple of decent fish and I could walk the 3/4 mile home.We agreed to meet that same evening when the others got off work to fish some more.One of the boys handed me the paper bag with the bait and three or four porno magazines he had shoplifted while buying bait the night before,he said oh,”here in case you get bored or horny”,have’nt even open ’em yet,they are virgin,no stuck pages”,I called him “fag”,and they left.leaving me,the fire,fishing pole,couple beers,a water…..and entertainment. After the sun rose it started getting hot,fire died,I chopped another bagger and got up to piss and check on my drooling amphetamine shrunk-to-nothing sized little cock.It was so horny and shrunken due to how horny and wired I was that I could barely hold it so I dropped my shorts all the way down to the ground and dribbled piss and precum while bathing in the warm morning sunlight.Then….I remembered the porn mags that were left.Sweet!”I hope they are good and nasty” I said out loud,loving to talk dirty to myself like I often did when all tweaked and horny. I ripped the plastic open,wnile my shorts were still down at my feet.I kicked them off and sat on the large fallen tree that previously served as firewood and bench.In my hand was the Holy Grail of porno filth!Hustler,the most reliable publication of jizz flying scripture I had known,”WOW,its even current!”Beaver hunt and all,no missing pages or cut out IPC code,the FDIC of spankbanks!Also was a copy of Big Buttsex loving Mature sluts,or something like that ,also just what I was into….oh, and New friends swingers.As morning burned away I studied each page with the intense scrutiny of a chess player,while slowly,with two fingers,tugged and pulled at my shrivelled,pre-cum covered speed-weenie in the open.Occasionally taking a break to do another blast on a nasty page and licking the residue off some open asshole shot or tranny phone sex ad.I remembered I had a small jar of Vaseline I had taken from my friends sexy slut sister on the ride here(it’s still my favorite jerkin lube,first introduced by one of my jerking/cocksucking/buttfucking cousins a few years previous).The mere thought of having a jar of a females “pussy in a jar”made me squirt a little cum when I reached down to grab it and my asshole spread open so I felt a cool breeze inside it.I started to get MUCH hornier,thinking I would like to even have a guy there getting kinky with me or a boy. The Beaver hunt was great that issue,Kinky,nasty,perverted everyday sluts saying filthy,trashy shit like how they like to tease the neighbor boys by bending over dramatically show the cum in their freshly fucked assholes and great stuff like that.I studied each nasty dream mom or aunt and greased up my now hardening cock,occasionally slipping a grease covered finger to my horny asshole,then in it.All the sudden I hear something walking the the undergrowth and trees.I grab my Vaseline and forgetting about my sand covered shorts I creep back into the trees and on a trail about fifty feet away are some younger kids a fat,bully looking kid and two boys and a chubby girl all around the same age but the bully looking one he was maybe a couple years older.they don’t notice me and walk down the trail towards,i assume a shallower beach thats down that direction.I notice one of the other boys squats,moves a board and grabs something in one of those liquor store type bags and they keep going as I see the bully trying to,unsuccesfully”pants” both boys and the girl who is wearing a dirty one piece with tshirt. I take a skinny-dip to freshen up and revive only to have it once more shrink me to kid size,but clean and cool.I have come to be aroused and mentally like the idea of my horny little baby crankdick and imagine sucking one like it or getting buttfucking by one like it,in fact I feel kinda bold and proud,after all I’m pretty much built like a bodybuilder already,good tan,drug dealer,some sluts would still want to have nasty sex and play with my horny little blue headed cock! While getting back to stroking and studying each Beaver hunt,open pussy pic and statement,i am pleasantly aroused by not one ,but two of my hometown horny girls.One is this kinda strange dressing,older very eccentric lady that lived two blocks from my house!There was a neighborhood rumor that she sunbathed nude that was confirmed by her list of hobbies,next to getting men and boys to masturbate to her while she gives her pussy till squirting….then the last kinda beat up looking bottle blond,crankwhore that happened to be staying at my house temporarily while getting on her feet(..and attempting to catch one of my older brothers that was getting divorced and once in a while stayed at our house when not working out of town).This gal oozed the”horny,crankwhore” look,catching my eye upon introduction,prompting me to not only vote “yes” when asked whether we let her stay a few weeks or not,but I immediately locked myself in my room for a three hour five gunshot,stroke session,imaging her wanting to do vile nasty things for some of my dope. Then I hear some noise coming down river,its a group of tubers loudly talking about how someone’s tube popped and they were on foot.after they passed I openly sat on the bank,fishing and jerking my semi-hard cock with Vaseline,when out of nowhere behind me I hear a whistle,its a naked 25-30ish big guy with his cock rock hard jerking it all dry and red watching me.He is about twenty feet away,sunburned but his cock is easily three times the size of mine,although he is barely bigger in stature and I a much more lean and muscular.His hair is short and black too much body hair too.Im not sure what to do but I’m getting harder so I improve his view by turning around on this fallen tree I’m was standing on,jump to the ground bend over to grab my dropped Vaseline jar,while allowing my hairless ass to speed more than is natural,offering him some.”Looks like your getting red”.is all I can think to say,reffering to his dry stroked hairy cock.”yeah,i burn easy”he says thinking I’m talking about his sunburn.”There is some skinny dipping boys and naked fat girl upstream she is letting a kid fuck her while a chubby oversized ,bigger kid is giving head to another boy while he jacks off”,”they with you?””Nope not with me,i seen them go that way though””felt kinda creepy watching them,but it sure got me hard and thinking nasty””You OK if I lube up some more and Jack off with you,i could suck your cock or I’ll fuck you if you want””No, I’m good on that I’ve got some porn mags we can jack off together though””sounds good,you gonna be a bodybuilder?,”maybe”,”should,gotta good start”,thanks”. We flipped pages and stroked talking dirty,him saying how the older lady,he had seen around,thats when I asked if he recognized Peggy the tweeter whore staying at my house he said no but”where you live?”,I lied I speed my asscheeks and tried to open myasshole to help him cum,but he shot his wad on a tranny ad in the back of my magazine and left,,,I never did come…till that night when I came home,horny and sunburned to a crisp.Peggy was the only one there she was in lingerie my brother had stopped by,rudely told her “NoWay”,and while she was sitting in my room on my bed w with he r naked shaved pussy on my pillow trying to scrape a little mirror I had in my nightstand with my Vaseline….and the rest later…

Dimes against the wall m/f

Getting you undressed was easy. You were eager. I only got my shoes and socks off. I look up, still in my jeans and t shirt. You are glowing. You beg me with your eyes to get in you, and I can’t help but feel a carnal stirring. I am going to make you explode. I jump up to dive into your body and I move with such speed you flinch a little. Your chest pokes out and the breeze created by my movement makes the little bumps on your areola grow. Just before I am against you, I pause. How am I going to make this last? I want you to burn for me. There was no time to plan for this passion. I whisper in your ear, “I am going to make your pussy juices flow.”
“I will let you.” you reply. I whip you around and push you towards the wall raising your hands over your head, holding them with one hand and exploring your face, your neck, your back with the other. I want you held up so I can use both hands.
“You have to keep your hands against the wall.” I let go and start to message your sides, moving my hands down your hips caressing your legs with the backs of my fingernails. My face is slipping past your lower back when I feel your hands reaching through my hair.
I stand up and push your hands against the wall above your head again.
“Stay!” And I start again, and this time, its not three seconds and you are moving your hands again. You have reached for my crouch and as I am pulling your hands back above your head. The change in my pocket rattles. I was irritated when the barista gave me my change in dimes today instead of a dollar bill, but now I have an idea. I reached inside my pocket, pulled out the ten dimes , split them into two even stacks and put your hands back on the wall, a little lower than before, just above your head.
“Press your hands firmly against the wall.” I lifted the middle finger of your left hand away from the wall and placed a stack of dimes between the wall and your fingertip. I lifted the middle finger of your right hand and did the same.
“Now don’t move. As long as you hold them I will satisfy you.” You huffed a little, but you know I’m not lying. I take a step back to admire you. Your hour glass figure makes my cock pulse so hard I feel like I am about to explode. I pull off my shirt and pants and walk over to you. I stand a millimeter away from you. Blowing cold air on your neck, your hands slip just a little and the dimes make a scraping sound as they drag on the wall. Your fingernails turn white with the pressure of holding the dimes. I know you won’t last long. I move my hands down your side. I don’t touch you, I just feel the electricity between us, but then I can’t resist you any more. I slip my right hand between your legs from behind and my left hand cups your pubic bone. We both make involuntary sounds as the fingers on my left hand spread your lips and find your clit, while my middle fingers rub back and forth between your labia spreading you wide and the juices are already flowing and I easily slip deep inside you and your clit swells. I have to pull my fingers out and taste your pussy. I lick my fingers quickly. The taste of you makes my knees buckle. I reach down aim my hard cock between your legs dragging my sensitive head along the inside of your thighs. I feel your juices that have already started dripping, clinging to your leg and I enter inside you, messaging your clit and I know I am not going to last. I thrust inside you once, twice, the third time, I feel myself starting to cum already and I pull out of you, fall to my knees and shove my face so deep between your cheeks, plunging my tongue as far into you as possible taking turns with my fingers and tongue caressing your clit, licking your clit. I can’t wait any longer. I jump back inside you. Just using the tip of my cock I fuck your g spot. Cum is starting to flow out of me and I have to get a little further in you, moving faster, you begin to cry soft cries as your breath is catching with each movement, your knees bend, I whip my cock out of you and hear your juices splash on the floor an instant before the sound of ten dimes clatter, bouncing and sticking to our feet. You crumple to the ground. Breathing out of control. You shine with sweat and sex juice. I can see you aren’t able to get up, but I am not done. I reach down, scoop you up and move you to the bed. Now I am going to take my time. Clean your body with my tongue and I am going to fuck you all night.

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The Visitor [m/f]

Trigger warning: this story features consensual non-consent and rape fantasy. If this is an issue for you, you should skip this story. Also note, this is a longer story. I hope you enjoy.

Lynn stood in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror. She was wearing running shorts and a light blue tank, with no bra underneath. Her breasts, 34D, sagged a bit, but still held their shape well. Her nipples were outlined by the fabric, large and sensitive and, she thought, very sexy. She turned and looked at her ass and legs. She was shorter than she would have liked, standing at 5’5″, with curly brown hair to the middle of her back and hazel eyes. She had a naturally tan complexion and smooth skin. But she ran three days a week, so she was curvy, yet toned, with a round butt that drew plenty of attention.

“Not too bad,” she thought to herself, before brushing her teeth and heading to bed. Lynn loved to look at herself. She was a beautiful woman who turned heads even in casual clothes. When she put on a little black dress and went out for the evening, she never had an issue getting drinks or finding someone fun to go home with.

[mf]18 YO MaryAnne gets hot motorcycle ride on railbed [true]

I’m 18 and a senior in HS and somehow in a odd trade deal I’ve acquired an old Honda trail motorcycle with the big knobby tires. I’ve enjoyed the off-road riding that it provides and also use it to commute a couple miles to my school. The previous owner had installed an extra sissy bar behind the seat allowing for a passenger (usually a girl) to accompany me.

As most girls at that time loved motorcycles, getting one to go for a jaunt wasn’t hard at all.

There were several miles of abandoned railroad track leading from town, which at one time was a rail hub for 3 railroads, and the right-of-ways were always perfect for some trail riding and had various spots secluded for making out or jerking off if you didn’t have a partner.

Passing out the door this late May afternoon as the bell rang, I bumped in MaryAnne, a luscious Slavic beauty. A strawberry blonde with firm and pointy jugs and an alluring Middle-Eastern accent.

MaryAnne had quite a reputation for being a girl who “would” . Other seniors had been with her, but she always had been ‘with’ some other guy so I never tried. Today I just said “Hey, how about going with me for a ride” and to my surprise she said “Yes”..

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