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[MF] Three nights with a rope bunny

**Night one: A Good Decision**

There’s that moment, right before you meet someone, that can be agony.

You start to regret the promises you made, or you start to worry that maybe they were catfishing you. Or worse, they won’t respect limits.

The anxiety of that moment can ruin an otherwise perfectly good night.

I’ve been lucky enough that I have found some wonderful women that have pushed past that moment. And I’ve had other nights where we get all the way to my hotel room, only to have some secret phantom touch her heart and make her have to leave.

I let them go if they must, because I’m not a monster.

She was in the garage, waiting. I went down to the lobby to meet her. The moment of agony stretched deeper.

I didn’t want to let this one go. We’d been chatting for just over two weeks, and the connection was near-instantaneous. She was a short, smart girl with a cute face and really nice tits, plus just enough of a brat mentality to provoke me.

I really wanted her. Read more »

Breeding a Muslim mommy and her daughter

I (45) met her (19f) while I was having an affair with her mother (40f), she hated me at first, this old white infidel using her mommy’s cunt definitely upset her at first, her dad was in prison so there was nothing she could do.

She’s fucking hot, green guys, thin frame, no tits or ass but still sexy.

I started fucking her while her mother got more busy with work, she’d usually give me the side eye while I was in her house, especially after using her mother and I’d be in her dads robe.

One night after fucking her mom, I herd noises in her bedroom, the mother was asleep so I came to see what it was, the naughty girl was masturbating to the sound of me pounding her mommy.

I was just in my robe, I told her to be quiet, not realising my dick could be seen, poking out like a snake.

She was scared at first, but she kept rubbing her tight pussy in front of me, I smiled and took off my robe, my cock hard as a rock for this teen girl. Read more »

It’s Okay… let me comfort you… gentle handjob story [F4M]

You can listen to me read this on soundgasm at https://soundgasm.net/u/ohshelly/Its-Okay

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It’s okay to feel bad… its okay to feel sad… Curl up with me and let me comfort you… and it’s okay if you get a little excited… let me help… A gentle sweet girlfriend or mommy voice to help you feel better.

Are you okay sweetie? You look sad… Come here, no come here and sit with me, just curl up against me… let me put my arm around your neck and your head can just rest here on my breasts…

It’s okay…

I know. It’s a scary place and it’s okay to be scared and it’s okay to feel worried and sad because I’m here. It’s okay. I know it gets so hard trying to be strong all the time…

Do you feel better being held? Do you feel better with me stroking your hair… listening to me… I know I need someone to make me feel safe sometimes. It’s okay, I’m here… And I can always be here for you.

Mmmm… just snuggle a little closer. Feel my warm body against yours. The connection is so important isn’t it? Feeling each other. Knowing that we’re here for each other Read more »

Homebodies Chapter 7: The Movies (part 2) [nbdom] [trans fsub] [hidden bondage] [public] [cbt] [clamps]

As promised, I have the second of my new [Homebodies](https://kiterose.com/stories/series/homebodies/?utm_source=reddit&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=reddit_transeroticafortrans&utm_content=homebodies_chapter_7_prefix) two-parter for your pleasure 🖤

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My heart pounded. I stood behind Luna as they bought us our tickets and snacks, taking what felt like forever to browse the options. I kept telling myself what I must look like to everybody else: just a girl in a dress, hands in pockets, wearing her mask. The problem was that it was so hard to reconcile with how my body felt: arms and shoulders aching from my elbows being bound tightly to my back, mouth stuffed to bursting with a gag, and my cock strapped up and yanked back between my legs.

“Anything extra for you, miss?” the teenager at the counter shocked me out of my introspection, eye contact burning into me. Read more »

SURVEY: Preferences in explicit fan fiction

TL;DR: I have a [survey](https://forms.gle/HiLXZRx3nBz9J1kJA) on fan fiction smut, no data/user info collected, and appreciate any questions/comments.

Hey, folks. I write fan fiction smut, and as a hobby/hilarious use of my masters degree I research it. I’ve run a few surveys on it in a few fan fiction spaces and am looking to expand/diversify my response universe. In short, it asks questions around common tags and activities in smut along both excitement and disgust lines.

It’s not part of any official or unofficial research project, I’m not getting paid for it and definitely won’t publish academically with it. It’s just some market research that has so far shown some pretty interesting stuff. 18+ of course, and each section has an opt out in case you’re not interested in, say, MF and don’t want to weigh in on it. After I get 100 responses on my surveys I post the results files for anyone to view/work with as they see fit

[Here](https://forms.gle/HiLXZRx3nBz9J1kJA) is the link, and please feel free to share. I could in particular stand to hear from more lesbians and men, an odd combination I know but fan fic has some interesting distributions.

Religious Preg Woman Sins – Short story

‘Right you two. Let’s say some prayers before school, ask God to bless us on this day,’ smiled Julia, swiping a stray curl from her daughter Lucy’s brow. Lucy and her brother Ben nodded and took their seats.

Hands together at the breakfast table the three of them murmured their supplication to God. Concluding with a fervent amen, Julia laid her hand over Lucy’s.

‘You know baby, we are supposed to keep our eyes shut when we pray to God.’

Lucy frowned and scooped up a spoonful of cornflakes.

‘Sure, it’s not like he sees though,’ she said.

‘Oh he does. God sees everything. And wants us to honour him in our prayers. So next time, eyes stay closed. Ok baby?’

‘Ok,’ sighed Lucy.

A few hours later after the morning school run, a bit of gardening and some housework, Julia decided it was wise to have a shower before she headed to the bank. Her back was sore after her exertions and her swollen breasts were aching and much relieved to be freed from the confines of her maternity bra. Read more »

My Only Fan Part 1

Seven months after my mom’s divorce and she’d had no luck with the dating scene. I had no idea what she was doing wrong, but then, I wasn’t on dates with her.

Then again, she wasn’t going on many dates. I had tried to get her set up with Tinder, but she told me she wasn’t looking for casual hook ups. I tried to convince her that a funny, sexy, woman of just 44 should just have some fun being newly single, but she wasn’t hearing it.

I tried to let me edit her dating profile on other sites and that didn’t go anywhere either.

“Stacy, I’m not going to be given advice in this by my 24 year old. I’m doing fine.”

So that was that.

But I could tell it was getting to her and I resolved to do something.

I scoped out her profile one night, and tried to get a better look.

“Create Your Account to See Full Profiles!” the site happily prompted. I paused, not really wanting to make a profile…but then I realized that I didn’t have to and that’s how Miles Dalton was born! Read more »

I Don’t Want Sobriety [F][solo]

She had developed a new addiction to touching herself. Truly feeling everything her own hands could give. Her pillowy breasts met with the softest skin kissing against the bumps and ridges of hard nipples as they welcome the waves of sensation.

Parting her labia with nimble finger tips. Discovering a swollen and yearning clit, only to creep too close to the edge, teasing herself to prolong the most delectable kind of pain. Sweet nectar forming, leaving its condemning stain. She draws it out of herself over and over again, never wanting to lose this high. Searching for it until she is lost in the brightest darkness.

In this moment of clarity she knows. “If this is intoxication, if this is addiction, I don’t want sobriety.”

C. Stephens