KLIT 96.9 THE RAVE 111 The Watcher Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BONDAGE TOYS ROLE PLAYING)

“”Leaning into the mirror. I stuck out my sultry lips, “I wonder if he will notice my deep purple lips.” Saying this made me feel like a stalker. Well maybe I am just a little. I mean I have just been fawning over this particular coworker for a few weeks, ever since I got the promotion and moved into the secretary block.
“He is just so Ooo…” luckily I had already put on my makeup before day dreaming about us and our first date. Fixing my hair up with a new do. After all getting a bump from the mailroom is always a sign from above. “There I just let my hair down or had it tied down with a rubber band butt now, Ta-da” I exclaimed removing the final curler from my hair.
Feeling myself just to make sure that I was not dreaming. Feeling my stuff clit that poked out of my lips. That sudden touch, that instant gratification. The instant I just wanted to cum… Patting my pussy, “Everything will be alright” reassuring my lips, my clit that I will be feeling it today. Course that padding didn’t help any, pulling my hand back from spanking my lips. My clit wanted more, wanted my fingers… Shuttering and looking down. “I must go to work” slipping on my top. The feel of material that surrounds my chest turning on my nipples. “butt you, you… Ohh” when my clit was tagged by my skirt the instant wetness I felt between my legs. The need to complete my orgasm became so real! Biting my lip, closing my eyes and, and… “Ooo yes just… just relax” I was thinking as my hands were both rubbing my legs. Getting my fishnet stockings all hot and bothered.”

Panty Vibe

Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz.
A small gasp escapes; did anyone notice?
Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz.
She looks up, her eyes opening wider.
Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz.
She removes her glasses and looks into my eyes, stiflingly a moan of pleasure.
Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz.
Her hand goes to her head, gently massaging her temples as she tries to nonchalantly read the room.
Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz.
Thrusting gently, she grinds her hips into the bench; desperately wishing she could touch herself but not while sitting in this restaurant.
Bzzz-bzzz; Bzzz-bzzz.
Thinking to herself, “Why did I agree to wear a panty vibe to dinner AND give him control of it?”
BZzzzzzzzz-BZzzzzzzzz.
Panties are soaked. She begins to think of nothing but the sweet release of orgasm.
BZzzzzzzzz-BZzzzzzzzz.
She looks him straight in the eyes, “You WILL pay for this!”
“Good.” He replies as he feels his erection starting to throb; wishing he could stroke it.
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The food arrives and he decides to turn it down a few notches but the panty vibe is still definitely, diligently doing it’s duty.
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She feels her orgasm building. It feels so good; all she wants to do is cum but she promised. “Food? What food?” Oh yeah, she realized she’s still in a restaurant but all she wants is her orgasm.
“How long has it been…? Gawd I want to cum!” She said to herself as she realizes she is girl gooning.
“White Whales. White Whales are going extinct!” There, she said it… As promised, he opened the app on his phone and turned it off. Normally the dominant one, she was asking herself again, why did she relinquish control to him, especially in a public restaurant?
“You WILL pay for this!” She repeated.
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They ate in hurried silence, determined to moved on with the evening. As dessert arrived he reopened the app, as agreed previously.
Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT.
Her gasp was audible and noticeable. A patron glanced her way as she did her best to re-compose herself. “Dessert? What dessert?” She thought to herself, “All I want is an orgasm!
Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT.
She stares at him intensely and growls, “You better hurry up!”
Grinning like a Cheshire Cat, he slowly takes a small bite.
Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT.
Suddenly she reaches across the table, grabs the brownie a-la-mode, and deliberately takes a bite before ‘accidently’ dropping it on the floor. Wiping her hand on a napkin she grabs the brownie plate as a souvenir and commands, “Leave a large tip, it’s time to go!” She immediately stands up and there it goes again…
Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT; Bzz-bzz-BZZT.
She stops and bends over slightly, hands on her knees as she composes herself.
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The drive back to his place was short but intense and as promised, she still didn’t cum.
She was second thru the door, turned around and locked the door, then immediately pushed her pants and panties down. The panty vibe fell out as she lifted one leg free and placed it on the entryway bench. “ON YOUR KNEES BOY!”
“Yes Ma’am!” He capitulated, buried his face, and began sucking on her clit. She grabbed his head for balance and within one minute could feel herself cumming /screaming as she enjoyed one of the biggest orgasms of her life!
After a few moments to compose herself she demands, “Now goto the bedroom and remove my socks, you have more duties…”

Submitting to My Billionaire Ex: Punishing My Virgin Best Friend – Chapter 1

**Chapter 1 – Mia**
Dragged by the hair in a place I didn’t quite recognise, sharp daggers pulled from the inside of my scalp as I thrashed in Eden’s fierce hands. The pain was both agonising and pleasurable, and although I knew this was a dream, I could feel my pussy getting wetter at the too real sensations.
These dreams never ended. It had been too many years since I’d seen Eden, and the regret of having ever left him haunted me in the darkness of my sleep. It’s a dream, I tell myself, but you don’t have to wake. Stay asleep, please. Let him use you. Let him abuse you.
Flailing wildly, dragged up the stairs covered in broken glass that doesn’t penetrate the skin our reflections in the shards are invisible. They reflect the staircase as if I’m not there struggling to be taken to my destiny by the only person who has ever mattered to me.
The staircase falls away, and I’m thrown onto a bed of roses. Like an unexpecting woman being raped, I slap, and punch, fighting Eden with every ounce of strength I have in my petite body as he takes me. I fight for the thrill and not because I don’t want him but because I hope that my antagonising might make him hurt me. A lucky strike meets his face and responds in kindness smacking me round the face with his mighty oak hands.
The pain as it meets my skin is everything that I could have ever dreamed but instead of my face, it is my pussy that seers from his heavy touch. As the pain stretches me open the bed of roses, Eden’s titanic form, and the room I do not recognise drifts like a morning fog into oblivion.
Why could I never make it to the end? Why could I not spend another minute with the man I missed so dearly? The man who made me feel things normal people couldn’t even dream of. And why was my pussy still searing in delightful pain?
Opening my eyes, the room I didn’t recognise was still there. Eden’s titanic form loomed over me, and my bruised backside pulsed fiery breaths throughout my body reminding me of how I got here. The punishment I so rightly deserved for having left him woke me up fully with a smile on my face like I hadn’t felt in too long.
The head of his cock, the size of a fist was stretching my pussy wide open as he took what he wanted from my body. Bearing down on me with just a fraction of his weight my punished ass did away with whatever sleepy haze was left in me.
Nothing quite so thick has entered me in a long time, and as I stretch to accommodate him the pain in my tight hole was unbearable but unbearable was what I loved. The sight of him, the pain in my back, and his phenomenal cock disappearing inside me made my pussy wetter helping him in inch by inch.
Fighting through the pain radiating all over, I clenched down on his cock that was already gripped tight around my lips. My contractions made him twitch inside me, and his already ungodly length grew further inside me.
“Yes, baby girl, squeeze that pussy tight,” Eden said to me as he lustfully gazed over my pale naked body, dwarfed beneath him.
His member was the biggest thing I’d ever seen. Even bigger than the gargantuan porn cocks that made little men feel inferior. Being the fairy-like creature I was, something so large had no right fitting inside of me, but my body was made for him. My hole was deep, my desire for pain was unquenchable, and my love for him had me wetter than a rainforest.
The monster dangling between Eden’s legs disappeared a little more with each thrust. Halfway in, my pussy was already fuller than it had been in the last few years, and there was still so much left to take. The puny men I had dated couldn’t compare to Eden, and I accepted the punishment onto my backside willingly for having been with them.
“Ow, ow, ow,” I moaned, hoping he didn’t take my cries of pain as a reason to stop.
“We both know you can take it,” he said pushing further inside me.
“I can take it,” I said wincing as more of him pushed inside. “Stretch me. Hurt me. Fuck me,” I said, daring him to abuse me.
Eden retreated his cock slowly keeping my gaze until just his bulbous head remained inside my deep hole. My pussy walls gripping tight to his shaft had turned me inside out. The sight of it was a delightful testament to our size difference, and I knew what was coming was going to be one of the best feelings in the world.
Leaning up using the help of my arousal to fight the pain searing in my bending back I took his cock in my hands. My tiny fingers only just met as they wrapped around his girth. Squeezing as tight as I could, Eden’s veiny shaft throbbed in my grip as I masturbated his length that was teasing my lips with strong twitches.
“Do it,” I said, looking up at him with deranged lust.
Letting him go he slammed down hard. The wild snake disappeared inside my carnal depths and the scream it produced from me was harrowing. Crunching towards him, yesterday’s punishment threw me into the air as waves of pain from my backside met the fire burning in my cock filled pussy.

Love Pill – Part 5

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tc9pfj/love_pill_part_1/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tcz36r/love_pill_part_2/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/u5q4vk/love_pill_part_3/)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/ukykd8/love_pill_part_4/)

**Chapter 5**

I had to wait half an hour until Ava came out of the bathroom. And fuck me, it was worth every second of the wait.

My sister stepped out wearing red and white, the skimpy cheerleading uniform showing *plenty* of her creamy skin. Her hair was probably the reason she took so long. It was styled in a pulled back ponytail, curled in stunning Hollywood waves.

“Well?” My sister walked towards me in a slow, sensual catwalk. The skirt was so short, from where I was sitting on her bed, I could see a flash of pussy every time she took a step forward. She stopped a few feet away and flicked her pink ponytail with confidence I wished I had. “What do you think?”

“Pretty,” I murmured. There were a hundred other adjectives running through my mind, and a random one just stumbled out from the mess.

She frowned. “Aaron, I put all this effort in for you and that’s the only thing you can give me?”

I shrugged. “Hot? Fucking… erotic? I don’t know what you want, Ava.”

Road Trip (part 4) [pictures]

My head was spinning as I walked toward where April was supposed to meet me. I was deep in thought, unaware of my surroundings.

What had I just done? That woman….. those pictures….. I should delete them, never think of them again.

But I didn’t.

The sharp clack of a rock bouncing against another snapped me from my trance. I stopped, frozen in shock as I watched [April](https://i.imgur.com/DfECPI3.jpg) walk toward the river, her skirt flowing in the breeze. It was dumb luck I hadn’t bumped right into her.

‘Why does that make you lucky?’ a voice in the back of my mind asked.

Some impulse stopped me from calling out and rooted me to the ground. I just watched as she unrolled her towel and laid it on the [ground](https://i.imgur.com/v0vYipB.jpg). I swallowed the lump in my throat, the sight of her skirt riding up the back of her legs drawing my eyes.

‘What are you doing?!’ that little voice asked me. I pushed it away as I raised my camera, the click capturing a brief glimpse of bikini bottoms as the wind flipped up her [skirt](https://i.imgur.com/EuuSkab.jpg).

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Be careful what you wish for [Part 1] [MMF] [Cuckold]

NOTE: This is the first of many parts in what is intended to be a slow-burn and hopefully semi-realistic story. If you have any suggestions, feel free to leave a comment. And if you have actual experience with cuckolding and you’d like to point out anything glaringly unrealistic, or make suggestions about how to move the plot along more compellingly, I’m all ears!

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Jeff was no slouch in bed. He knew how to use his hips, and he was great with his tongue, and besides that he just knew all the spots Sarah wanted to be kissed and nibbled and touched. Ten years of marriage had taught him what she was going to want before she wanted it, and if the sex was ever routine, it definitely never lacked chemistry. In short, Jeff always performed. And Sarah bragged about this to her friends.

Jeff knew, rationally, that he had no reason to be insecure. Sure his dick wasn’t huge, but it wasn’t small either, and with Sarah’s knees to her chest he could usually bottom out anyway. He didn’t last ridiculously long, but he lasted a solid 20 or 30 minutes if he paced himself, and by the end of that Sarah had always had her fill. The simple truth was that they had a good sex life. Sarah was satisfied.

Kali – Part 3

Features violence including sexual violence

For the full post with playlists for the link below

https://samanthajwright.com/2022/05/29/kali-part-3/

This thought seemed to short circuit his brain. He woke up sometime later, covered in a sticky substance, his ass sore and burning but he was no longer restrained. She had moved onto other things. He sat up and ran his hand down his chest, grimacing at the malodorous fluid that webbed his fingers when he held up his hand.

A muffled sound caught his attention. She was sitting within the centre of a circle of men now; around eight in number. His theory that she was the Hindu goddess Kali was confirmed by the fact she appeared to have sprouted multiple arms and was now a pale blue colour. Each hand she used to either masturbate the men or fist them analy. Sometimes alternately and occasionally simultaneously. She would dig her long talons into their ball sacs, breathe fire onto their chests, removing hair and blackening nipples. Her hands were a blur of motion. Her face crazed and hungry. The men’s faces contorted in expressions that were mainly symbolic of agony but now and then when she wished to provide a contrast, she would let them cum before ramping up the torture levels again.

Squishy Milf

I miss it so much. I miss the way he felt inside of me. I miss the way he moved just right touched me just right. I miss his big cock inside me moving with my body. Always from behind one hand on my breast one around my neck. Always got off multiple times with him. Dam how I miss it.

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[Mind Control] The Spiral Spa

I looked up at the white stone building with trepidation. The Sea Swirl, generic name aside, had gotten rave reviews from the other women in my office.

“You’ll be more relaxed than you have ever been!” Amy had insisted, shoving a pamphlet with the address circled into my hands, “And it’s totally private, just you and your treatments so you wont have any um…incidents.”

I’d been desperate to try spa treatments for years now but mother nature had given me a certain, issue in that area. While other woman bemoaned their small chests; God had blessed me with a full one, so full in fact that it was just as much a factor in my back pain as my stiff office chair. I won’t lie, it has its benefits but it makes going into a sauna or laying down on a massage table somewhat…awkward. Not just physically either. I couldn’t blame people for staring, straight or not it was hard not to stare at a woman whose chest was constantly bursting out of regular shirts, let alone a thin spa towel.

Late Night at Dance – An Adult Themed ballet fantasy (MF)

Frustration rolls through me, I’ve been here for hours. My body is aching and I know there is no end in sight. Deciding to take a break, slowly I walk over to my phone and switch off the music tormenting me, finding instead a new favorite.

Sighing, I stand at the bar, hoping that a little stretching will help. Rolling my neck I close my eyes and let the first throaty notes work through me.

Slowly I drag my pointe shoe up the back of my calf and thigh, letting it come to rest gently on the bar next to me. Leaning over I rest my forehead on my shin listening to the music, aching as I remember last night.

You had been rough, needing me to submit willingly, as you gripped my breasts…pinching the nipple till it stood on end begging for more. Showing you what my mouth refused to say. What I felt unworthy of telling you I needed.

Almost as if you had stepped from my mind I feel you slide a hand around my waist. Your scent is intoxicating.

“Its almost 2am, shouldn’t you be sliding down my bar?”