Fucking my sisters fiance 19f

My sister came to visit with her fiance. He was tall and broad-chested; he was fucking sexy.
Throughout the conversation, my eyes were glued to him, and I wondered how huge he was down there. But then I knew my limit; there were things I shouldn’t be doing, and I intended to keep my desire to myself.

But the demons in my heart got the better of me. I needed to grab something at the store, and I couldn’t drive, so he decided to help me.
We got in the truck, and I noticed his pants had a bulge, they looked huge, but then I ignored it. On getting to the store, I left him in the truck and hurriedly went to grab my stuff.

I came back. I noticed the windows were tightly closed, but I guess he just wanted to be alone, I flew the door open, and I found him holding his cock in his hands while watching porn.
I placed my hand over my mouth as I got into the truck, shutting the door after me.
His hands were still on his cock as he apologized and tried to buckle up, but I stopped him. I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock; it was about 9inches and looked thick. I placed my hand on it and began to stroke gently.

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The anniversary of me joining your family [F/D step-cest, light femdom]

you had always enjoyed our relationship, hadn’t you princess? ever since your mom and I got married, you had been coming onto me pretty hard. Grinding against me, sitting in my lap, and of course sucking my neck when we were all alone.

It’s no wonder I broke so quickly, that I bent you over the table and spanked you until you screamed my name. It’s no wonder we had to cover the hickies so that she wouldn’t see. And with how badly we wanted each other it’s no wonder we needed plan b that first time together.

If only I had met you before her, we wouldn’t have to sneak around as much. But that first night was really just the start, wasn’t it? The start of me sneaking downstairs, of us making love while desperately trying to keep quiet? my hard, aching shaft molding your body to suite me perfectly, your little whines and moans making me cum inside you.

I even got a second ring that I wore when I was with you, when you were in my arms. It seemed so weird to wear another one, didn’t it? We were made for each other.

Looking 👀 for show off

I’m not sure about you guys, but I have been extremely horny and am looking to get some relief. Care to join me? Phone sex is a definite kink of mine and I love making guys cum over the phone. Nothing gets me wetter than hearing a sexy deep voice moaning for me. Have a role play scenario that you want to try out? Any particular kinks you like?

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Erotic Poem: “Devoured”

“Devoured”

I am an animal
outside your window,
a ravenous beast, lurking
in the shadows.
My wild eyes glow
in the moonlight
as I prowl
silently in the darkness. Snarling
and frothing at the mouth, I climb the front steps
and claw at your door. Leaving deep
scratches in the amber wood.

Without hesitation, you open
the latch and let me inside. You
are my willing prey – gentle and meek.
Your soft body
is no match for my pointed fangs.

I pounce from behind and bite
the nape of your neck. I tear at your skin,
digging into your meat.
You howl and show your teeth as you turn
to face me.

Passersby hear your high-pitch yelps and furrow their brows. But
you
are not a victim. These are not cries
for help.
You don’t want to be rescued.

At last, you cease pretending
and lay poised on your back,
exposed and vulnerable.
Desperate
to be devoured, you whimper
and invite the slaughter.

Wild tones seep through your contorted lips
as I split you in half, splay you wide open,
and feast in between.

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The Pleasure Wife Part 2 [20F/30M] [King/Servant] [NonCon] [Humiliation] [Creampie] [Control] [PussyLicking]

*All characters are over the age of 18*

*For Part 1, please see my profile. I hope you enjoy!*

King Elric began his systematic approach to breaking me immediately.

After the first time where he commanded me to my knees and feed me his cock, I was given my list of instructions.

The first was to only wear what he had given me to wear. I had access to a full wardrobe but all of the dresses were completely see-through and barely covered me. I stared at them in dismay – I would be expected to walk around the castle in these, where everyone could see me. He was staking his claim on my body; everyone could look but not touch. It was also clearly a show of his control and power, that I would put myself through this regular humiliation for his pleasure.

The second rule was that I was to sleep in his bed with him each night. I also had my own room, a beautiful space, but I wasn’t allowed to sleep there.

Pleasure Island -A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.2 [f/f][20s-30s][plot]

2.

Jennifer arrived at the coffee house first and found a small table off to the side, near a large window with a view of the street. She was dressed casually in tight jeans, running shoes and a white t-shirt. Her dark hair was pulled back tight in a ponytail.

She sat down just in time to watch Tess cross the road, and waved her over when she entered the building.

Jennifer’s gaze followed Tess as she wove her way through the maze of tables, moving gracefully through the crowd of people. She looked fantastic in a short black skirt, a cream coloured blouse and tan ankle boots. Her fiery locks hung loose, framing her face.

Jennifer stood and the women embraced, Tess giving her friend a quick peck on the cheek before sitting.

They sat there for a moment, smiling at one another but neither said a word. The tension had suddenly returned. It was funny that only a few hours earlier, these two women had been a tangle of arms and legs with nothing between them but the sweat on their naked bodies. Now it seemed as though the gap between them was a mile wide. The silence became more uncomfortable with each passing second , until Tess said, “So….”

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19f Wet at the gym

I had a long masturbation session this morning before going to the gym. This meant I had ruined my panties before I’d even set off so I thought to hell with it and went without. There weren’t going to be a lot of people here anyway. I’m doing a butt press on this machine when I suddenly feel my leg get very warm. I turned around and saw a big wad of liquid run down my leg and my heart skips a beat. It had leaked all over the seat so I quickly wiped it up before going home, safe to say I was done at the gym for the day.

My Secretary [MF] [Teasing] [Cheating] [Vanilla]

About five years ago, I was about forty years old back then, I was looking for a new secretary. More than that, I was looking for a new assistant for the management. For the management of my medium sized company, with only me in the management. I think you all know what I am trying to tell you.

So I ran a lot of adds that I am hiring. I was looking for a really talented, good looking female human being. I really needed someone that was able to assist me, to be able to take some tasks of my shoulders, and someone that was able to stand her ground. And female, because I am a male human being. And sometimes it is better to get a female perspective too when you are making a decision.

Due the importance of the position I was offering a top salary. I really wanted the best of the best to apply. And a lot of applications flew in. Most of them were from college graduates without job experience. Or the person on it just wasn’t qualified enough to be able to do the job.

Part from Chapter 2 from the erotica BROWN GIRL AND THE WHITE BOY by Russo Tanaka [Hardcore, BDSM, Interracial]

After a few months, the “new girl,” at the brothel in the slums became a sensation. She even got the attention of the boss of all the underworld bosses, the infamous “Anwar,” who ran all the brothels and heroin trade in multiple southern states. Anwar was a ruthless man, but he was so protective of the working-girls at his brothels, because his dead mother was also a prostitute and he was an openly gay man.
“No one can mess with the girls. Pay, fuck, and leave. No drama!” That was Anwar’s rule.
That even applied to his close lieutenants. Breaking that rule or even making a small drama in his brothels was just enough to land Anwar’s fury on them! Everyone knew that, so no one even thought of messing with the working-girls at “Anwar’s brothels.” Working-girls kind of felt safe being in on Anwar’s brothels. All the politicians, police, judges, lawyers and even some media and celebrities were in his pocket!
Time to time he hooked up some of his girls with filthy rich men, and often those girls became their mistresses with an apartment or condo to them. Anwar kind of felt relieved when a girl goes away from his brothels and starts a new life, that made him happy.
Brothels weren’t his main income nor the heroin trade! And above all, he wasn’t the boss of all the underworld bosses in southern states! Those were just the cover story to keep one of the best kept secrets in the entire world. In India, out of over a billion people, Anwar was the only man who knew what that was! All the money he earned from the heroin trade and brothels were being used to keep his influence and muscle. But his real income was a secret worth more than hundred billion dollars!”

Originally posted by me in r/FemboyCousinLore [Gay, femboy, incest]

So I (M18) I like dressing as a girl, wearing things like high socks, skirts and chockers. My cousin (M19) on the other hand is very masculine, he is fit, plays football and is always surrounded by chicks. Yesterday it was his birthday and he invited me to a party he was having with his friends and family, so I decided to go there wearing a blue shirt, a pink skirt, white high socks and a pink and blue hoodie. As soon ad I arrived I noticed that pretty much everyone was drunk, so much so that my cousin was taking off his shirt, revealing his massive hot muscles, which made all the girls at the party clap like they were in some sort of theater. And then he saw me, “Oh, hi there cousin, stole that outfit from your sister?” he asked, mocking me for dressing in a feminine way. “Actually, I only stole the skirt from my sister.” I simply replyed, used to my cousin begin an asshole, before leaving the room and heading into the kitchen. There I met some of my cousin’s friends, they were drunk and immediatly mistaken me for a girl, surrounding me and starting to flirt with me before offering me some alcohol. I didn’t want to be rude so I took it and drank some of it, needless to say that before I knew it I was drunk as shit, kissing one of the guys that were flirting with me as the others watched. At that moment my cousin walked in, still shirtless, and stared at me kissing his friend like a little slut. “The hell are you two doing? He is a guy!” He shouted as he grabbed my arm and dragged me away from his friend, who just pointed out how I was still hotter than 99% of the chicks at the party. Another few hours passed and soon me and my cousin found ourselfs alone, everyone else got home and a couple of his friends gave me theyr numbers. “The hell were you doing with my friend? You shouldn’t have kissed him! Now all the girls will know that my cousin is a useless femboy!” He shouted, to which I simply replyed “They did enjoy it tho.”. “Mh, doubt, you wouldn’t be able to turn anyone on.” My cousin replyed, which caused me to sit look at him with a grin as I slowly touched his muscles as I asked him if he was sure about it. Now, in my defense, I was really drunk and horny, I probably wouldn’t have done that if I was sober, but whatever. He asked what the hell I was doing and asked me to stop, but I could see the boner forming under his pants. “Awh, I turned you on!” I jokingly exclaimed as I looked down at my cousin’s legs. “Stop it, that’s not funny…” He just mumbled as he blushed, trying to hide his massive boner. But I was just too horny, I grabbed his pants and forcefully took them off, causing his massive dick to come out, pointing straight at my face. “No!” He screamed, but I just asked him to shut up before starting to lick the top of his penis, kissing it as he looked down at me. At that point he couldn’t take it anymore, he grabbed my head with his strong masculine hands and forced his entire dick down my throat, moving my head like if it was a mere toy. At first I had trouble breathing, but soon I got used to it, moaning softly as my useless boypussy face was begin fucked by my own cousin, and Jesus Christ did I absolutelly loved it. “Take this you stupid bitch!” My cousin then groaned as he came in my mouth, his delicius sperm running down my throat as I tried to breath. After a while he let my head go, getting up without saying anything and closing himself in his bedroom. Am I the asshole for doing this?