She sighed and then moved, reaching her left leg around to straddle David's lap. "It's okay, David. It's me in here. It's me. Oh. Yes." Kelly's hips moved and he marveled at the weight of her – he was stuck while she grinded against him. David gripped his hands on the couch around him, trying to deny how incredibly turned on he was. "It's okay to touch me, David. You don't know what it's like. You don't know what this is like. Oh god. It feels so incredible, David. It makes everything so alive. Uh. Uh." She was pushing harder against him and he felt the cuts in his leg sting from the sweat coming from her body. Her breasts were directly in front of his face. Her small breasts on a nearly fur-less chest. He watched while her body rocked back and forth, muscles flexing as they grew and moved.
Category: Erotica
The Coin [Werewolf TF M/F] – Part 3
Over the next few weeks, David and Kelly restarted their relationship. Slowly. Carefully. On the third date after that night, Kelly wore the same outfit – outside of her apartment. At first, she refused to look at anyone around her but as the night wore on, she raised her head and started smiling again. When an older couple remarked on what a handsome couple they were, Kelly grinned with her teeth and pressed up against David, laying her head against him briefly.
After every date, David walked Kelly to her apartment and stood carefully in front of her door. Some nights Kelly would blush and very clearly not look at the doorframe and other times she blush and wink at him as he kissed her (mostly) chastely good night.
They talked a lot – a good bit about her parents and the near cult they were involved in that started with a group of born again Christians. She was sixteen years old when she worked up the nerve to ask a classmate for help. A government investigation was eventually launched and her classmate's parents took her in. Two years later, Kelly's family and the whole group moved to Arizona and set up a compound. She never heard from them again but she bore the scars still. The fact that she was still a virgin with intimacy issues was just one of the many lingering struggles she had to deal with.
The Coin [Werewolf TF M/F] – Part 2
He brought his hand to her face, brushing a loose strand hair away from her eyes. She tried to shrink away from him but her body felt incredibly heavy. Instead, she closed her eyes and pushed slightly against his hand. His touch was comforting. "I went to your work to give you a ride home and they told me you were sick so I came here. I hope it's okay? I used the key you gave me last week. Oh, and Sally said you forgot your lunch in her car so I brought it. It's in the fridge. Can I make you anything? Or bring you anything?"
She shook her head slightly. "No," she rasped. "Yes. Water. Please." Her small bed shifted slightly as he stood and she heard him clinking around in her kitchen – still a stranger to how she arranged her kitchenware. Eventually she heard her faucet run and then he returned, kneeling by her bed. When she tried and failed to sit up, she felt his hand work its way under her head and then slowly and carefully lift her. She could feel her own sweat against his cool hand. He tipped the water glass against her lips and she nearly choked on the first sip. With small gulps, she finished the entire glass. "Thank you," she told him. Her throat hurt. Her head hurt. He whole body ached.
The Coin [Werewolf TF M/F] – Part 1
The mid-day rush of people frantically making their way to or from lunch swarmed around Kelly as she dodged along the wide, hot sidewalk. Her muted apologies (Sorry!, Excuse me!, I'm so sorry!) were smothered by the buzzing of conversations, traffic and the sound of the world around her. At a little over five feet tall and a tiny bit under 110 pounds, she felt like a (Duck? Water bug? Hamster in a hamster ball thing?) fighting the raging current of a monstrous river. She grinned at the thought of a hamster furiously scrambling in a floating ball before apologizing to a faceless stranger that accidentally elbowed her.
The crowd thinned a few blocks later as she neared her favorite little diner. As was her habit, she glanced at herself in the large windows of the Macy storefront to see if anything was out-of-place. Skirt still where it should be? Check. No under-the-boob sweat spots on my blouse? Check. No toilet paper trailing on my flats- Kelly stopped and turned to look across the street.
Afterglow [M/F] [MC]
Author's Note: This is something a little...different. A little more loving and less pornographic. Please, tell me more situations or scenarios you'd like to see, and criticize (or complement) the writing! I can't learn if I don't get feedback! My sudden brazenness took me by surprise. I pulled away as we were in the midst of embrace, focused more on facial expressions and looking proper than fucking till’ orgasm. We were awkward, even after all this time. Wanting to make the perfect impression in front of each other, even though we'd seen each other fart. Burp. Barf. When it came to the bedroom, none of that mattered, though. I wanted to be the girl of his fantasies.
I rolled onto my stomach and knelt on the bedspread, arching my back high. Hands pulled apart my cheeks. ‘I want to try-’ It felt so dirty to say it. Awkward. Anal. Something about that word was just- it was too anatomically correct.
He frowned at me. ‘Love, no.’
‘Please.’ I pleaded.
He had every reason to be hesitant. Ulcerative Colitis wasn't the sexiest of the colitis’, and it had the downside of making anal a laughable dream. But I needed him. I needed to share this with him.
In the Movies [mf]
We hurried to buy tickets to the earliest movie that was showing at the time. It didn't matter what the movie was as long as the cinema itself was relatively empty. Things were already in our favour of course, since nobody comes to the movies at 3pm on a weekday. My sweaty hand holding onto her clammy ones, we minced our way to the seats in the corner.
Approaching the velvet chairs, I said to her, "I guess this is where I'll try to put my arms around you and try to cop a feel throughout the show." She giggled and I saw her rosy cheeks. We took our seats and soon enough the lights dimmed. I was playing with her hair and giving her pecks on the cheek. There were a group of loud students seated a couple of rows ahead of us, thank god they were busy doing their own thing. Still running my fingers down her soft hair, I used my other hand to raise the arm rest between us.
Quick Flash – I may need to get another job…Part 2 [Interracial][Oral]Masturbation]
I may need to get another job – Part 1
Katie,
Last night was so frustrating! Jamal finished his last meeting and I waited around for him as he met with all the department heads. As he would pass by on his way to each department heads office, he would look at me and pout as if to say, “Please get me away from these guys!”
It was almost 7:30 and I couldn’t fake anymore work. You know how strict they have become about working overtime. I sent him a message that I had to leave and I gave him my number.
I ran home and cleaned my apartment as fast as I could and ordered in some food. At 9:00 pm, he finally sent me a text that he was going to be leaving the office soon, but then at 9:20 he sent me another text that he had a flat tire. At 9:45 he said he couldn’t get the tire off of his car, and he was calling a tow truck. And then at 11:15 he sent another text and told me he was still waiting for the tow truck.
Vacation – Part 8 of 8 ( mF mFF Inc Mother/Son Aunt/Nephew Coercion)
When I woke up, I was flat on my back, with Aunt Karen laying beside me; she had one leg draped across both of mine and her hand was under the sheet, which was pulled up to our waists, holding my dick. I couldn't see her face, just the top of her head, which was sort of laying on my chest.
Deciding I could get used to waking up to a naked woman stroking my stiffening dick, I stroked Aunt Karen's bare back. She responded by squeezing my dick and bending so that her head moved a few inches down my torso and closer. She was going to suck me, again! At least, that what it seemed like. I moved my hand from her back to the top of her head and, sure enough, she turned and rolled, pulling her knees under her to sort of kneel, curled forward, at my side, with her head just above my cock, which she had pushed the sheet off of.
Loving Him [mf] submissive female
This one is from the heart:
Before I met him, I was dying inside. My mind, which often betrays me, was at war with itself. Dragging me down to the depths of depression and anxiety. Telling me I was worthless. I didn’t deserve happiness and would never find it.
Then I met him and he revived me. He showed me how to have fun again. Made me feel alive. Gave me my spark back. I look forward to each time I see him, because I know we will find some way to have fun together. He's shown me how to like life again.
And he doesn’t shy away from my desires. He knows I want him to control me in the bedroom and he does. I want to bend to his desires. I want him to use me.
So last night when he took off his belt, wrapped it around my neck, and led me to the bedroom, I went willingly, silently. The anticipation of what he would do to made my pulse race and my panties wet.
Vacation – Part 7 of 8 ( mF mFF Inc Mother/Son Aunt/Nephew Coercion)
I woke up to the feel of a warm, slippery hand on my dick.
Kristin had left for the beach, leaving Aunt Karen and I alone in bed, after our emotionally intense bout of love making. But we didn't do anything else, together. Aunt Karen, who seemed pretty pensive, sent me to take a shower in the master suite while she bathed, alone, in the second bathroom.
I was pretty bummed, when I got out of the shower. Up until then, even though we had been forced to do things that were way beyond anything we would ever have considered, both Mom and Aunt Karen had seemed to be pretty much okay with it, or at least able to act like they were, which made it okay for me, too. Hell, to be completely honest, it was a lot better than just okay.
But if it was bothering Aunt Karen, I didn't really think I could continue. I had to put an end to the whole, insane situation.