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Father struggles with family legacy!

All people involved are over 18

One afternoon…

“So have you fucked her yet?”

I’m glad my back was turned to him. I knew it was coming, but that didn’t make me prepared for it. In fact, his inquiry made me even hotter with anger than I could have predicted.

I shoved the metal utensil under the still red meat and flipped the patty over with barely restrained violence.

“Jesus, Dad. No.”

“Well, why the fuck not, Son? She’s been 18 for months.”

I slammed the lid of the grill, regretting it immediately. He would only feed off of any frustration or discomfort I let him see. I took a deep breath and returned to my seat at the table and my still cold beer.

“Three months. That’s not that long.”

“Each one your sisters had my cock in them at the stroke of midnight.”

I looked across the backyard. Two of those sisters were in my pool with their husbands. My mother, baby sister, wife and daughter, were laying in chairs nearby, talking about something I couldn’t hear at that distance. Read more »

Movie from the 80s

There’s a movie from the 80s where a guy in college has an affair with married lady he meets in a night club. The next year he goes to his friends place and that turns out to be his mother. I think it was a Hollywood movie. Anyone remembers the name?

Hi First story written looking for feedback

I had some time this morning in the shower thinking your body and I got to think that I would really like to secretly spy on you watching as you slowly get undressed as your ready to take a shower feeling myself getting harder as you take off your clothes looking at your body being revealed piece by piece with my cock straining to be released
Sneaking into your bedroom as I hear you getting into the shower and then lying on your bed finally releasing my thickened cock and slowly pulling it up and down while I can hear the water imagining you in the shower washing your body
Reaching down I pull your panties off the floor and wrap them around my cock as I increase the pace still thinking of you
I’m so wrapped up in my pleasure that I don’t notice the shower has stopped and as I open my eyes I see you stood there looking at me wrapped in a towel
You look at me and I look up and we both smile you quietly ask me to carry on so I begin to slowly stroke myself in front of you letting you see each stroke of my cock
You let the towel drop and your hand slowly circles your tits gently pulling on your hardening nipple you gently bite on your lip as your pleasure begins
I begin to pull harder increasing my pace the fabric of your panties still around my hard cock I look up at you playing with your amazing tits you telling me to carry on and you want to see me cum
I tense up feeling the first wave of my cum rising up my hard cock I try to stop myself from cumming but it’s too late as I cum over my stomach
you smile at me and say I think you need a shower

Her After Work Request [MFM]

It wasn’t the first time you mentioned it.

“You know what I think about sometimes that would be really hot?”

“What’s that?”, I reply, knowing you’ve had plenty of shots while you’ve been working tonight.

“I wanna watch another guy suck your cock.”

I was a little taken back. Normally, these texts were a little more on the BDSM side. Choking, spanking, handcuffs. All the stuff we already did in our regular sex life.

“I dunno. I’ve never even thought about something like that. I’m not into guys at all.”

“Oh please baby!”, she pouts, “Sometimes I have fun like that too. I think you should too.”

I flashback to all the times she’s mentioned her curious nature. Parties where she’s had a few too many drinks and she’s made out with a girl she’s been talking to all night. Sometimes they kiss and their tongues touch. Other times she’s had a lot to drink and their hands end up down the front of each other’s pants. She’s never told me more than that though. I know for her; sexuality is a bit more fluid. Read more »

Meeting my owner part 2

This is a work of fiction. All persons depicted as of legal age and consent.

I shivered in the dark alone listening to my weary breathing. I final nestled into the straw and double the blanket over as many times as I could to decrease the aching cold. The staw, to my surprise, helped it kept me off the cold floor and I was warm enough to pass into an uneasy stress induced sleep.

I awoke somtime later to the sound of the lock on my stall being opened. I don’t know how long it was that I slept, I don’t even know what time or what day it is. I curled I to a ball and cowered looking at the door as it opened. I had hoped this was all a terrible nightmare but as I woke still int he cold dim stall naked my hopes crashed and I was renewed in my terror.

“Morning cunt”
The tall man from the night before said as the heavy door slammed into the concrete wall. The impact was load and shicking causing a small yip to escape me. Read more »

Cabin Fever: Night One (cont’d)

Here’s a little taste of part 2…enjoy!

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I hold the eye contact and push the blanket off of my legs to face you on the couch as you slide closer to me taking my other hand in your free one. It should have been an awkward silence – us just holding hands like that – but it wasn’t at all. I pulled your hands towards me and then laid your palms on my knees pressing on the tops of your hands – my goal being you leaning in so I could smell you. Your warm hands feel heavenly and I give you a cheeky smile evoking a little chuckle from you. Impatient to taste your lips, I take your face in both of my hands intending on kissing you softly. It quickly escalates to full on making out and somehow, I find myself on your lap with my legs wrapped around your waist and your hands cupping my ass. Your kisses feel amazing….new and exciting but also natural and familiar. I can feel my pussy throbbing with arousal, soaking my panties. Read more »

[F/F] Husband’s Christmas Gift (Part 3)

When I got home, I walked straight upstairs, started a bath, and laid in the tub for over an hour recapping what I had just been through.

Mark was downstairs cooking and came to check on me a couple times and I was lucky to get out the couple words I said to him. I had so many thoughts and feeling rushing through my brain, my heart, and my body. My legs were still weak from everything Mary had done for me. My mind couldn’t stop thinking about how crazy this was and what Mark would think of me or if I should even tell him. My heart knew that waiting the 22 hours for my next massage was too long.

I finally came downstairs and had dinner with Mark. We talked about our day, and he asked me how the massage was. I told him that it was different than what I expected but nice and that I would be back tomorrow to try and get in the right headspace for our upcoming vacation. After dinner we watched a little tv and went upstairs to bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, everything I had gone through in the past few hours flew out of my mind and my body finally had a moment to catch up with everything and I was asleep within 30 seconds. Read more »

Echo Of Silent Whispers

*my first attempt at writing*

Haze occupied her brain as Abby strained her eyelids forcing them open, the piercing cold of the winter night had her shaking and shivering uncontrollably on the bedrock

by the ocean calm and glistening under the starlit sky. In a feeble attempt of curling up into a ball to let the heat from her core warm her up she realized her clothes

and coverings were long gone and her hands were tied behind her back firmly with a moderately thick rope. “Where am I” was the second thought that troubled her helpless

self, as the fog cleared up enough to recollect that there was a war. A war their nation lost and the triumphant force invaded their peaceful district and the minds of the

acquiescent folks that inhabited it. Tears welled up in her eyes as the sight of her parents and elder brother being shot in the neck two times before her eyes that

she witnessed earlier that day flashed before her eyes and her screams were cut off with a damp cloth tied around her mouth gagging her at any try of making even a single sound. Read more »

Report from a journalist in a bdsm society about their religion.

This is a part of a larger “travel report style” work I’m making. The premise is that this journalist is traveling around this island nation that is based entirely on the dynamics between Master and Slave. Think of the Erensich-verse but completely ethical and not bound by gender. I’m aiming to create a rich world that makes logical sense but houses all my kinks. I’m also using that to make a backdrop for a slow burn romance between my two characters introduced here. The way this series will work is just the main journalist character reporting his experiences as he travels this country and meets different people. No kink is off limits save for illegal/dangerous ones (pedo, mutiliation, etc)

So I’m really looking for feedback and questions here. What excites you about this world? What questions do you want answered, where should this journalist go next? [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/NSFWworldbuilding/comments/r2nu4w/creating_a_travelers_guide_for_a_bdsm_utopia_i/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) is a link to another post I made where I answered some cultural questions about this society but I really want to answer more. It helps me immensely if you leave a comment or a question. Read more »

Milf McGonagall [mf] [Harry Potter]

12, Grimmauld Place

The portrait of Sirius’ mother started shrieking as the doorbell rang. Harry trudged up to the door and opened it to find Professor McGonagall standing there.

“Min.. eh Professor! what brings you here at this late hour?”

“I hope I’m not intruding, Potter. I was in the area and thought I’d say hello.”

“Of course not, please come in”

Professor McGonagall made herself comfortable at the dining table, while Harry silenced the vociferant portrait and then joined her at the table.

“I was sorry to not see you and Mr Weasley at Hogwarts this year.. truthfully speaking it would have behooved every student who attended last year to redo the year. The pedagogy of the Death Eaters leaves much to be desired.”

“I think we’ve been sufficiently educated , I’m sure Hermione can fill us in on anything important we’ve missed. Besides, Ron is doing great with Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes. And I’m about to be promoted at the Auror Office”

“That’s good to know..”

The conversation lapsed into silence. Harry gave a small smile which the Headmistress returned. After a moment she began Read more »