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Mother and Daughters: Part 2 [Ff] [Taboo] [Mother/Daughter/Sister] [Masturbation] [Lesbian] [Voyeur] [Romance]

They were at it again, Violet thought with a thrill. She had been listening to her mom and sister have sex for the better part of a year, but she knew by the sharp slap she’d just heard that tonight was no ordinary night of mother/daughter intimacy. She heard her sister’s muffled moan, the mixture of pleasure and pain in it being a dead giveaway that Lily was getting spanked.

Violet got under her blankets naked, rolling her nipples between her breasts and quieting her breathing so that she could hear what was happening in the next room. She could hear her mom’s voice, the firm yet gentle tone that she often used when she was hurting Lily. Come to think of it, it was the same tone that she used with Violet when she forgot to do her chores, or got a poor grade on a test. There was something about that tone of voice that immediately inspired repentance and surrender- a mother’s gift, Violet supposed. Read more »

Saved by the Orc. [MF] [Fem Orc] [Magic BDSM]

Another fun prompt from /r/DirtyWritingPrompts

Osbern loved orc women. Their blunt attitudes, dry sense of humor, rippling muscles, absolutely mountainous sex drives… They were a match made in heaven for the young adventurer.

Osbern was never thought to be the adventuring type. He was shorter than most human men, and he wasn’t particularly skilled with his sword and shield. But he did make for great company and loved being around others. Especially when he found himself ambushed during the night at camp.

“You there,” Came the loud barking of a woman’s voice. Osbern bolted up, grabbing for his sword. “Get out of your tent and put down that little toothpick.”

Osbern kept his sword at his side and poked his head through the tent. As he did, he got a face full of massive green breasts. Startled, he jumped back but was picked up by a massive fist with long black nails.

“I said to drop the sword.” The green woman growled. Osbern looked up and saw a small set of tusks protruding out the bottom of her full, purple lips. “You aren’t good at taking directions.” Read more »

[MF] I Show You that the Dishes Weren’t the Only Thing that Needed to be Done…

As I close the patio door behind me, grill finally put away, I turn and see you standing in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes from dinner, your movement slow as you stare out the window deep in thought. So lost in thought it seems that a plate dropped from your hand and splashed in the sink full of water in front of you, splashing water down the front of your tank top.

“Shit! This is why I need a dishwasher!” I hear you groan as you reach down to pick it up, elbow shooting out to the side and accidentally knocking over a glass half full of water onto the counter next to the sink.

“Mother–!” You catch yourself but I hear an almost defeated sound in your voice.

“What’s with all this noise? So much yelling for dishwashing.” I say as I walk up behind you, my hands gripping your shoulders firmly, holding you in place with your arms in the soapy water up to your elbows. My 6 foot frame towering over you as my chest presses tightly against your back. Read more »

Academia II [MF] [Bondage] [Fingering] [Deepthroat] [Anal] [Multiple Forced Orgasms][Master/Slave Dynamics] [Overstimulation][Dub-Con]

*For you, D.*

A small parchment note was placed on top of a neatly folded white blouse on Muriel’s dresser. It bore the Soleion stamp. She tumbled out of her bed, the morning rays peeking through the window to grace her unclothed body. The previous night came into her mental view.

Elliott Soleion, that fucking bastard.

She stood in front of her mirror, examining her entire body. Her snowy white skin was littered with purple marks and peppered with faded pink ones. She faced her back to the mirror and pivoted her waist to see the damage done to her posterior. The hand-shaped welts had mostly faded, and the broken skin was already healed.

“I should challenge him to a sword fight when this week is over.” She proclaimed to her reflection. She paced around for a few moments, deep in thought about the ongoing deal they had. Eventually she gripped the sides of her mirror, violently shaking it as she stared down her ashamed reflection. She looked absolutely primal. Hair matted with blades of grass and twigs in it, body bruised and scratched, eyes full of rage – where was her dignity? Somewhere parading around with Elliott, she assumed. That pompous dick. Read more »

On a carpet in a cabin (F/M)

There is this cabin in the woods. Far away from the busy world. Where we can shut off our minds and just feel.

The warmth of a fireplace upon our skin. Exploring that same skin with slight touches and lips. Moans, sighs and the crackling fire.

My lips and tongue trail a path from your lips towards your neck and chest. Hands upon your strong shoulders, pushing you into the carpet. Grinding into your hard cock.

Whispering in your ear how much I want you, crave you inside of me. You let me have my fun in trying to be in control, but we both know you can easily flip me over and take what you want.

You feel how wet I am as your cock slide between my lips, up to my clit and down again. Moans escape me as I try to take things slow, enjoying the feeling of you.

You reach out and place your fingers around my throat, squeezing gently while pulling me down towards you. Your lips inches away from my ear “I’m not going to be gentle, you’ll scream with pleasure while I’m going to use all your holes at will.” Read more »

Holiday Dares: Part 2 – Sightseeing (MF)

Isaac awoke to the sound of a shower running. He slowly opened his eyes and it took him a moment to remember where he was. He looked around the hotel room and saw his and Adriana’s clothes strewn across the floor and bed. In the morning light, he was noticing details about the room that he hadn’t noticed the previous night, including the selection of sex toys on the table next to the bed, including a strap-on, dildo and fluffy handcuffs.

He got up and went into the bathroom and saw Adriana showering. Last night he had only seen her in dark rooms but now, in the brightly lit bathroom, he got a better view of her. She was much shorter than him, her head only came up to his shoulder, her curly hair, which was now wet, extended almost halfway down her back, there was a smattering of freckles that covered her face and partially extended down her body, her breasts weren’t the largest he’d ever seen but they fit the size of his hands perfectly. Her olive skin was glistening with the water from the shower. Read more »

writing erotica for the first time. it turned me on, hopefully it can do the same for you [trans female to male] [gay] [teasing]

When we entered the bedroom, we were both already in an excited, giggling frenzy. He slammed the down closed behind us, using more force than what was necessary because of his eagerness.

Victor’s hands immediately grabbed my waist and pulled me in close. I had to tilt my head up to meet his lips. We normally start with slow kissing which leads to making out, but after teasing each other on the car ride home, neither of us had the patience for a slow burn- instead, we launched right into the passionate tongue kissing.

When I moaned into his mouth as his tongue caressed mine, my sensitive lips locked onto his. This caused him to press into me even further, poking me with his rock-hard erection. His hands traveled all along my body, not content with settling in any one place and, god, it turned me on. His big, strong fingers roaming from my neck, to my pecs, just past the faded scars from my having my breasts removed years ago, to my muscular back, down further to my tight ass and back up again over and over… all while his warm tongue intertwined with mine, breathing into my mouth. I could feel my boxers getting damp to the point where the wet spot would likely be visible after I took my pants off. Read more »

[F4M] Troublemaker

It’s late and I find myself hanging my head low in the glow of the vending machine of a gas station in the middle of nowhere. KitKat or M&Ms? I sigh. I was still lightheaded from drinking too much alcohol and dancing around like I was 19. Now, nearly 27, I was contemplating which candy I should take to balance out my blood sugar. Pathetic, I know.

I reach for the pocket of my leather jacket and take a crumpled dollar bill. I place it on my black nylon covered thigh and try to smoothen it before inserting it on the machine. I go for the M&Ms. And as I’m about to make my way out, I bump into you.

You’re a tall figure with dark hair and a sleeve tattoo. You’re close enough for me to tell that you smell like cigarettes and cologne. And naturally, I’m hooked. I look into your eyes as you apologize for running into me, and I just stare into them. Jesus. Maybe it’s the alcohol, or maybe you actually *are* insanely attractive.

And just like that, between awkward apologies and instinctive flirting, we exchange names and smiles and now I find myself in the passenger seat of your car. “Where are we going again?”, I ask.

30 Something Millionaire Rocks College Student’s World. [MF]

I ever tell you my wife is the best? Because she is. Annabella is the most genuine, kind, devoted, hard-working person I know. To this day, I remember the day that I met her. I was working at my University gym, getting ready to graduate college.

She was an alumnus with lifetime access, thanks to her donations to the school. I was making myself look busy by cleaning the mirrors while looking at her breasts, threatening to explode from her sports bra.

“You like what you see?” She joked in a rich voice, laughing as she bounced along on the treadmill. “I can see you staring at me in the mirror. I can also see you pitching a tent.”

I apologized profusely and made myself scarce by going to do laundry. Interestingly enough, Anabella was waiting for me when I got done putting the towels in the washer. Annabella was pretty tall, almost my height, with long black hair that she kept in a messy ponytail.

She wore a pink headband that was lightly stained with sweat and had the body of an absolute goddess. Her chest bounced precipitously in her sports bra that struggled to hold together, which she made sure to jiggle by bouncing on the balls of her feet. Read more »

The Above And The Below

*“Giver her intellectual orgasms in multiples and allow the temptation to drip from her ears. Go down on her thoughts and taste her perception. Learn her soul and she will fill the void of your filthiest imaginations…”*

More he pleaded to her in the stillness of the night, his phone clutched in his hands like some magical glowing energy crystal. There has got to be more he thought as he dropped the phone into his pocket and took a deep breath.

His body ached in the quiet of the cold, foggy moonlit night. Like a warrior from old, standing in the hazy moonlight he took off his sweat-stained clothes and let them drop like armor to the ground until he stood completely naked and exposed to the dark and foggy world beyond.

Where was he? Heaven, Hell or Purgatory? He couldn’t be sure, but his body could not rest. Taut and swollen, his muscles pulsed from pushing weights and picturing her naked full body. Curves upon curves. His breathing ragged and straining for the feel of her warm pink flesh tight around his. Read more »