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Lechomancer Succubus Chapter 1: The Opening

Ashlynn was filled with a delicious nervousness. While she had first heard Lisa refer to the man sitting in her living room as Erostopholes, he seemed so distant that a name didn’t suit him. In her mind, he was only The Master. Not her Master, mind you. She served Lisa, who served Erostopholes. Every time he looked in her direction, her breath caught in her throat. Every time he spoke to her, the rest of her world faded away, and she was wrapped in his words, basking in his attention and terrified she would disappoint him.

He looked human, sitting in the couch of her small dorm suite, but she knew better. He was a demon prince, and she knew she should be scared, but was merely thrilled. Amber, her roommate, was terrified. While Lisa was their shared Mistress, Ashlynn was a favoured pet, while Amber was a desperate slave. Amber was hiding in her room, and hadn’t come out since she saw him walk through the door.

“M-Master?” Ashlynn called out, her words catching in her throat. She looked down at her navel and blushed, and hoped he thought it was cute. “Do you want a drink or anything?” Read more »

Pop That Pussy (From Kinky Tales Volume 1)

Pop That Pussy

It was the middle of August, and one of the hottest days of the summer. In fact, it was just too damn hot for clothes.

I had just gotten off of work and could not wait to get home and relax. On my way home, I had the air conditioner in my car on full blast. Looking out of the front windshield, I could see the hot waves moving through the air. It was steaming outside. The radio and news stations had been broadcasting a heat advisory all day and had deemed the outside conditions to be unsafe for babies and the elderly. Hell, they should have said all human beings because I swear I saw the Devil himself and almost passed out on several occasions.

I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a bag of ice and a bottle of red wine to help me relax and wind down tonight before bedtime. The stores were crowded, and everyone was stocking up on bottled water by the cases. I always kept bottled water at home and in the trunk of my car in case of emergencies, so I was good to go.
As I pulled up to my condo, I pressed the button to open the garage door. Normally I would park in the driveway because I would just run in, change my clothes, and head straight for the gym. But today I parked in the garage; there was no way I was going back out in that heat. Read more »

Can I give you a kiss? [FF]

“I had fun today,” I told her.

“Me too,” she said. She smiled and cocked her head a little as she looked at me.

“Let’s do something again soon.”

“Yeah, I’d like that. How about Thursday or Friday next week?”

“That sounds perfect,” I said smiling too. “I’ll text you.”

She smiled and leaned in to give me a hug. She dropped a shoulder and bent a knee, dipping into the hug a little bit. I found it to be adorable.

Anyone walking by would have just seen two girls in an embrace, but even though I barely knew her, Emma – I don’t even know her last name – she felt like everything and everyone in the world at that moment. I liked her. That much was obvious to me. But I didn’t want to move things too fast. She seemed old-fashioned like that in a way. That too I found to be adorable.

“Can I give you a kiss?” I asked.

She giggled, adorably, and then gave me a hug again. And then she walked away.

I waited a moment trying to process what had just happened before walking in the opposite direction. Read more »

Perks of being a night owl [MF] [Oral] [Hot Sex] (This is my first time writing a story and my first post. Constructive criticism will be much appreciated.) Enjoy!

I wake up and the remnants of my dream are already starting to fade. I’m up so it must not have been a very nice dream.
What time is it? There was light out that window when I first laid down for a nap. It’s dark now. I reach for my watch on the nightstand, the hands glow in the dark: 12 minutes to midnight. Oh well..

I need a drink.

The minibar has some of those tiny bottles of liquor. I reach for the vodka and orange juice and make myself a screwdriver. I don’t know if they have an icebox on this floor, I don’t remember seeing one.. fuck it! This will have to do. The sweet sting of my drink does a good job of reviving my senses so I go out on the balcony for some fresh air.
I’m on the second floor with a clear view of the pool. There’s a woman gliding from one end to the other. She’s wearing an all black, two piece swimsuit and has a marvelous figure: tall, slender.. long legs. She’s good too, relaxed, precise movement. The water must be cold at this hour. That sounds refreshing. A part of me is thinking of joining her, the rest of me is happy to enjoy the view. I find myself thinking of her goose pimple skin, how it might feel to the touch. Read more »

Fucked on the table — [anal] [mf] [bdsm]

“On the table,” he said quietly. I obediently followed his instructions, climbing up and putting myself on all fours on the wooden table. He wanted to fuck me on a stage? That wasn’t too unusual. I thrust my ass out in the air as he came up behind me, my asshole and pussy open wide to receive him. I was determined to give him the best fucking of his life.
Slap! The sound of flesh against flesh echoed throughout the room and I gasped in pain. My left ass cheek burned red-hot like it was on fire.
Slap! I let out a little squeak. Now my right ass cheek was hit, and it burned even more painfully than the first.
“Is there a problem?” Rothman asked pleasantly, caressing my burning ass.
“No,” I grunted, trying to ignore the pain of his spanking.
“Good.” Slap! Slap! Slap! Three spanks in swift procession, alternating from one cheek to the other. He spanked me hard and the pain only worsened; but after maybe ten or eleven I felt a little rush of pleasure mixed in with it. My body shuddered with every slap and my pussy began to get wetter and wetter the longer the spanking went on.
“You are the only…” Slap! “girl in the office…” Slap! “for me to fuck today…” Slap! He grunted in between spanking. “I’m going to…” Slap! “make you…” Slap! “scream!”
I let out a short moan in response, and as if he was waiting for it, he ceased his spanking. “You liked that, didn’t you?” he asked. I nodded slowly, my pussy so wet I was almost dripping onto the table.
“Your ass is a nice cherry red now.” He paused. “What was your name?” he considered this for a moment. “I suppose it doesn’t matter.” Now it was time; he was going to plow my asshole or my pussy, whichever one didn’t matter. It was almost over.
Rothman climbed up onto the table and positioned himself behind me. I heard him unzip his pants and mentally prepared myself for a rough fuck. Something found its way into my asshole; I frowned in surprise—it was tiny. It couldn’t have been his cock. All of a sudden a second something joined the first. I knew then what it was—it wasn’t his cock, it was his fingers.
“Not incredibly tight, as assholes go,” Rothman said softly. A third finger poked its way in, more girth than I usually felt. A good anal session was unlikely to arouse me usually; I had been fucked in the ass more times than I could count, so it was kind of ordinary for me. But when he inserted his fourth finger in I felt myself squirm in pleasure. I hadn’t been properly stretched for a long time now.
“You like that, don’t you? We’re only just getting started.” Rothman shoved his thumb in next, and his entire hand followed. I moaned in pleasure, but still he wasn’t done. He hand closed itself into a fist inside my ass, pushing against the walls of my anus so hard that I moaned even louder. With his entire fist in my asshole he placed his free hand above my ass and began to thrust in and out. Slow at first, then building up momentum, he began to fist me with all his strength.
I squealed. I couldn’t help it—it slipped out. It was high pitched and loud, and the fisting slowed for a moment, to my relief; then it sped up again faster than before!
I had never been fisted like this in my life. I couldn’t take it—my pussy was wet, my knees were wobbling, my mouth was open in a constant moan. I put my head against the cool table and closed my eyes, riding the pleasure and pain.
All of a sudden something entered my pussy. It felt beyond good; it was orgasmic. With a fist in my asshole and a cock in my pussy I climaxed hard and screamed in pleasure. Rothman wasn’t finished; he didn’t cum straight away, but pounded me until I orgasmed again, then released his sticky load into my cunt. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked as hard as humanly possible; never in my life had I felt anything like it.

My Girl Uses Me in Her Sex Shows [MF][Exh][buk]

I was on my way home, just parking the truck in our stall, when amessage from Lola came in on my phone. ‘Don’t forget, we have a show at 7.’ She knows I go to the gym to buff up before a show as I’m still a little shy about appearing naked on camera. I made my way upstairs to our apartment where Lola stepped out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dishtowel. Lola. My woman with long wild chestnut hair, big boobs, big brown eyes and a bodacious ass. She loves me and honestly, I don’t know what to do without her.

“You’re cutting it close,” she said.

I looked at the clock. At twenty minutes to show time, I didn’t have much time.

“I know, I know. I’m going to take a quick shower.”

I gave her a peck on the cheek before showering real well to make every inch of me was nice and clean for whatever Lola may do. I wrapped a towel around my waist as I made my way into the ‘studio’; the spare bedroom which serves as our ‘set’ as well as storage. Equipped with lights, a webcam, a laptop and a TV monitor, all aimed at the queen size bed, it was a working webcasting studio set up to be operated from the bed. Read more »

Alan

I’m looking for an old story I read years ago but lost after a hard drive crashed(backups are your friend).

I can remember this was a word document called Alan.doc. It was a long, fairly well written story about a guy in college who hooked up with his roommates younger sister. She would come to visit with the family and she stayed the night at some point. I do recall a particularly juicy shower scene.

I hope someone might have a copy of this lying around. My Google-fu is pretty strong, but sadly this isn’t much to go on.

[MF] Average

Pete’s your average kid. Not too tall, not too short, pretty smart. Now Allie on the other hand, his neighbor, is a completely different story. Pete and Allie grew up right next-door to each other. I mean so close that Pete could tell you everything that Allie did in her house and when she did it, that’s how close their house were. And when I say he could tell you anything, I mean anything!

It was just another average Friday night for Pete. You would that think being on the lacrosse team would be worth something. Friday nights should be booked. But they never were. Allie was always going out. Sometimes even sneaking out. Pete was a good kid. Now don’t get me wrong Allie was too. It was always the same thing Friday nights, Allie would be getting dressed to go to one of those lame ass parties that Pete despised. Pete could tell you her whole routine for going out on a Friday night. Read more »

I found my sister’s Reddit account part 3 [FF] [inc] [mast]

[The rest of the parts are here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sister_hannah/comments/4j3laa/i_found_my_sisters_reddit_account_story_index/)

After talking to Rori the first time on Reddit, I decided I wanted to see how deep her perversion went. Here was my sister, that I always thought of as this squeeky-clean good girl, and now I was seeing this whole other side of her; this dirty, slutty, humiliation-craving side. I wanted to see how deep this cave went. And Rori made it easy. The next night, shortly after Rori went into her room, I got a new PM on my new account. She said she had really enjoyed the previous night and was looking forward to repeating the experience.

She asked about me and I told her that I was a guy in my mid 30s, a teacher in real life (that really got her interest), and that I lived in a city far away from where Rori and I live. I figured that if I said that I lived nearby she may ask to meet one day, and then what the hell would I do? I also asked her stuff about herself. She told me about her studies and stuff like that. Nothing I didn’t already know. Read more »