Sneak peek #2: The Visitor Takes a Trip — In the Pines [MF, implied MMF threesome]

The Visitor Takes a Trip Sneak Peek #2: In the Pines A Friendly Ménage Tale

Prior and Cherry’s house sat in its own little valley — hollow — and looked as if it were half-way between being rebuilt and falling down out of exhaustion.

“He works in construction. So it’s kinda like the shoemaker’s kids not having shoes,” Jessie said when she saw Lea’s expression. “Bought it couple of years back as a fixer-upper, ain’t quite fixed it up. But it won’t fall down. At least, probably not. Not tonight, anyways.”

When they approached the house, the couple were sitting in a glider in the front yard, and something about their body language told Lea that they’d just finished fucking — or were just getting ready to.

Well. Maybe that was just in Lea’s own perverted brain.

In any case, when Jessie opened the gate, the woman who must have been Cherry jumped up to greet her and them, while her fiancé stood slowly, rearranging himself before sauntering over. So it probably wasn’t just Lea’s brain.

What You Can’t Have. [Anal], [mf], [mmf], [oral], [very light BDSM], [cheating]

The night was going well so far. She had first seen him mincing about on the dance floor in the club. Something about him really caught her attention, and it wasn't his fucked up dance moves. In order to get a closer look at him she dragged some of her friends onto the dance floor near him. At this distance she liked what she saw even more: late twenties, well over six feet, lean and athletic, with long curly hair past his shoulders. The wedding ring he wore was an enticement more than a put off.

Rachael was five ten, slim but well rounded with big firm tits and full round arse. Her long black hair, green eyes and pale complexion giving her a certain unusual attraction. Yes, she looked good, and she knew it. However, he didn't seem interested in the girls around him, and just concentrated on dancing, smiling at his own piss taking. Rachael quickly decided that a few meaningful glances would be a waste of time and that a more direct action was needed.

Handing her drink to her friend she backed towards him until her firm arse rubbed against his hip. That got his attention all right as, without a word, he slipped his muscular arms around her thin waist from behind.

“An unceasing desire” Installment 1 of possibly many to come (hah)

So writing is fun, but takes a lot of time. If you guys like this story so far I'll add more later. It's going to be about man and his increasingly persistent libido, which leads to many interesting encounters but eventually disrupts his psychology and mental health and leads him to disaster and depression… until he encounters a mysterious girl named Lihua, who helps him to overcome this affliction.
 

Dear Lihua, Where to begin? After reading my note, you may not believe me. You may think that I am a deviant pervert, a delusional eromaniac or simply a stalker. But I must tell you, and I must thank you Lihua, for saving me from the torture that I had lived for thirty five years of my sad life.
 

Lihua, if that is your real name. We met only once nearly seven years ago. To you, that night was probably only a fleeting bit of fun or rebellion; you were so young and without a care in the world. You told me you were twenty three, but I didn't believe it even then. I could tell from your honest eyes and your smooth, tender skin… and from the way you giggled and your high voice. I only hope that you were of age… I imagine that since then you have changed quite a lot. I only hope that the world was not overly cruel in taking away your youth. I hope that I did not contribute to that inevitability…
 

I’ve never written anything like this before but I wanted to give it a shot. Feedback would be much appreciated.

As soon as I walked into my apartment I knew he was there. Standing, just out of sight, I could feel the heat radiating off of him in waves. the desire barely contained. I put my purse down and went to turn around when I felt him step forward and press me against the wall. He Gripped my wrists, pulling them above my head with one hand, while he grabbed my hair and pulled my head to the side,exposing my neck, with his other. "Have you been a good girl today?" He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine as he pulled my hair harder. "You know I have" I whispered back. I could feel my heart racing and my breath coming quicker. "No, i don't think you have" he said "I told you to never wear those heels in public, they're for my pleasure only. No one else is allowed to see what's mine…" Oh no, the heels. They were the first shoes I saw as I ran out the door for work this morning. "Do you know what I do to bad girls who don't do as I say" he asked as he released my hair only to have his hand wrap around my throat, adding just enough pressure to show that I was truly at his mercy, he could do whatever he wanted with me. "You punish them" I stammered feeling my body start to quiver in anticipation. "That's right, I punish them. Now, walk over to the kitchen table and bed over it. I want your ass on display for this." I started to pull away to do what he said but stopped when I felt his large hand squeeze my throat. "What do you say" he asked calmly, looking into my eyes, "yes..yes sir" I whispered and he released me to follow out his instructions.

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The only erotica you need to read.

Dicks. Big floppy winged dicks. All of them flying, one by one, into my ass. It may be the LSD, or the two big black guys hammering my ass. Either way, it feels good. In and out and in again, and out again. An endless cycle of dicks, big as a dragon dildo, all fucking relentlessly, or its all just LSD. Either way, life is good. Really good. "Open your bitch-ass mouth" ooh, I do love being erotically insulted. I open wide, and I see Shrek. I look to the two black men behind me to find that it is octodick, shrek's fuckbuddy. Both of them pound endlessly into my holes, pounding away. After hours of just pure ecstasy, they cum. Oh god did they cum, and cum. Rivers pour from my ass and my mouth, and– oh fucking God the drugs are gone and I'm in a dumpster, covered in cold sticky cum. We, fucking God, where are my shoes? Oh god…

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The Phone Call [mf][oral]

She knew instantly what was coming the moment the phone rang. This was his favorite game. And right on cue, she saw his head peek from under the covers like a shark’s fin.

“Hey mom,” she said. She placed her hand over the microphone mouthing “No,” over enunciating in her silence. But that only made his smile grow larger. He slid from under the comforter and moved to the foot of the bed.

“Not much. I think we’re going to grab lunch then do some shopping. I need a dress for next weekend.”

The covers began to creep down her breasts, glided over her stomach, and were jerked off of her legs. She made a half-hearted attempt to grab at least a sheet. She missed, of course. She didn’t want to ruin the game. Her toes pointed, she slid her left knee on top of her right, and wrapped her arms around herself. Again she over-enunciated a silent “No!”

“I don’t know. We’ll probably walk around the mall for a bit. What about you?” she asked, hoping her mother would launch into her typical details-laden monologue about the trivia of the day ahead. She knew she soon wouldn’t be able to manage much more than monosyllabic responses.

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After A Long Ride… [mfm][light bdsm][sequel]

After returning home, I followed instructions of fixing a meal for you and our guest. Then you both watched as I showered and cleaned myself off, while keeping the plug in. I could feel the heat of your eyes on my skin. Watching my hand spread suds over my breasts, my pussy, and in the crevice if my ass. Slowly I towel off and kneel by your side. You instruct me to lay across the bed, spread out, naked. The four straps tethered to the bed are secured around my wrists and ankles. Exposed for you both I could hear our chest open and toys removed from it. Sounds of leather and metal, my skin trembles in anticipation. A silk blindfold slips over my eyes.

Soft feathers trail up my leg. My body flexes, and I stifle a gasp before it could escape.

"Good princess. Keep quiet for me love."

I nod. The feather wand inches up my leg. As it caresses my already sensitive and wet clit, I couldn't help it this time and gasp. A slap of leather tendrils hit my breast. It was soft, a warning, but felt good against my skin.

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Super Tease thanks to reddit

I was asked to repost this on here. It was originally on r/sex but got removed. This is being posted from my mobile so apologies if any formatting errors.

Basically my [M19] girlfriend [F19]have just been reunited after a month of being apart because we go to separate universities and have both have been pretty busy lately.

Our sex life has never been particularly adventurous and I wanted to give her something to remember if we were separated for that long again. So after some research on r/sex, I decided to try be a little more adventurous and this is how my night went

Okay, well to start the evening. I was my usual charming self and took her to one of her favourite restaurants. All went great, we made small talk had our meals and were chilling with a couple more drinks. It was then that she asked what I would like to do for the rest of the evening.

The PVR Machine Pt 2

"Lila," said a rich, warm voice behind her. It sent chills down her spine. She turned to see the man she had created to please her striding from the forest. He was a massive wall of a man. Almost seven feet tall and with wide shoulders and large muscles. His skin gleamed a dark golden brown, and a long black braid swung down his back. A leather loincloth was hung low around his narrow hips, and his legs were just as muscled as his arms. Sharp cheekbones and a square jaw were framed with a short black beard. Lila almost panted with lust as he came to stand in front of her, and wondered at the fact that she could smell the delicious musky odor wafting off of him, not comprehending how the the tiny patch stuck to the inside of her nostril could be reproducing such a primal, human smell this accurately.

She sighed when he reached for her and pulled her close. He even felt warm. His lips stroked sparks across her necks and she felt fingers stroking the small of her back. She decided to stop questioning how the technology was over-riding her senses and gave into the virtual sensations. She reached up and ran her fingers over warm skin. As if sensing surrender to the illusion, her binary lover began to murmur poetry to her.

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