Morning Worship:
As soon as I wake up I roll over to my Daddy and start rubbing my hand on his cock to get it ready for morning worship. He’s member is already slightly hard. I love morning wood, it’s Gods way of making sure the day starts out right.
I slowly trace my hand around his balls and feel him flex his cock. When he does I feel my pussy throb with it.
I grabbed the top of his underwear and slide them down past his balls. My hand starts to massage his cock and I bring my nose to the tip to smell his semen leaking for me. And I smile softly as I exhale out. I move my lips to his balls and place my tongue right in the middle and lick all the way up to the tip.
Then I take his full tip in the mouth with my tongue pushed on the cum seeping out. I start to suck as I rub his balls. I push myself down deeper on him to make myself gag and get his cock so sloppy and wet.
He softly moans in response and says “Good morning, Kitten.”
As I gag, the spit becomes the pour down on him. I spit it all out onto his balls. “Morning Daddy.” I saw while drool coming out my mouth. Then I use my woman-made lube to suck his cock and massage his balls until his starts groaning.
I feel and see his getting close to cumming.. “can you fill my throat with your cum?” I asked Daddy.
“Yes Kitten” he groans “here it comes, you better take all of it.”
I push myself down on his cock one last time and feel him twitch and I feel the warm cum in the back of my throat. And it feels like it’s gonna come out my nose. It’s so much. I love it. I swallow it all and smile wide and say “thank you Daddy, do you want some coffee?”
Category: Erotica
Losing his virginity
He slowly pulled his briefs down, her naked body before him, her breasts moving slightly up and down with each breath she took. He exposed the base of his shaft just under his pubes. It was thicker than she expected, the veins coursing down the sides. He felt a long awaited relief as he slid his underwear all the way down, his cock and balls bouncing out, released to the cool air. She instinctively leaned closer to him, kissing him as she pressed her body against his, feeling his hairy thighs and rock hard cock dripping with precum. She reached down to play with his shaft and sack, causing him to groan against her lips. Before they knew it, they were on the bed, practically ripping each other’s clothes off, kissing intensely, breathlessly. Their passionate lust overtook their hormonal bodies, both of them grabbing at each other furiously. When he saw her pretty pussy for the first time, his heart leaped in his chest, and his hard cock got even bigger than he had ever seen it get before. He was practically throbbing before her naked body, spread out on the bed beneath him. “Fuck, you’re so pretty,” he said in a low moan, rubbing her thighs, instinctively spreading her legs. At this point he was willing to do absolutely anything to put his throbbing cock deep inside her. He could see and feel with his fingers how wet she already was. He leaned forward to kiss her and nestle himself between her legs.
Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Part I (Hucow, Lactation, MFF)
I have been diddling around with the idea of writing a hucow story for awhile, so I decided to actually make it a reality. I hope those of you so inclined enjoy it.
I looked over other posts in the sub and I see some other hucow posts, so I assume this is an acceptable topic. If not, please let me know and I will pull the story. I have read the rules and mean to follow them. There are no actual animal cows in the story, they are all human cows. And there is no pregnancy, so all characters are 18+.
I think this will run three or four parts and may eventually include some incestuous themes as well. I anticipate I will post episodes about once a week.
Enjoy.
Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story
Part I
It was a beautiful day.
I sat on the porch and looked across our land, then sighed. The farm that my wife and I had bought a couple months back was still mostly gone to seed. We were in off-and-on negotiations with a local farmers cooperative to possibly run the actual farm itself, but unfortunately my wife seemed to keep dragging her feet on that aspect of things for some reason. Still, we had settled into our farmhouse and we were starting to make plans for the future, so things were looking up.
The Chair [f] [pee] [pee desperation]
Bethany had been in the old downtown city library for hours, putting the finishing touches on her book. She loved the vibe of the old library, with its long labyrinthine hallways and dark wooden shelves full of old books. After being closed for decades, the library had recently been renovated and reopened to great fanfare, and it had become her regular haunt for the last few weeks.
She sat in her favorite study room, the one where the evening light streamed in through the tall, arched windows, bringing a warm, comforting feeling. The ambience helped her be more creative and relaxed, she had decided.
But right now Bethany wasn’t relaxed – at all. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as if possessed by some otherworldly force, determinedly tapping out words with an almost feverish intensity that bordered on obsession.
She had been pouring her heart and soul into her latest book for the past few weeks – “it’s a sci fi romance novel about two *star*-crossed lovers” she had joked to her friends, pun intended. She’d spent months crafting their adventures in outer space, and writing about the obstacles they faced in trying to be together.
Our First Night [M40] [F35] [Friends to Lovers] [Biting] [Marking] [Oral] [Creampie] [Orgasm] [Deep Throat] [Hair Pulling]
We were really good at making each other laugh. We had spent much time together on my trip and it made me sad I was leaving in two days. But I was determined to have as much fun with Daniel as possible. He was the type of friend I felt like I had known for years, although it had only been less than one.
I stood up to clear the table of the empty pizza box when he stopped me, “Stay.”
I giggled at him as I picked up the box, “I’m just throwing the pizza box away, I don’t like leaving trash lying around.”
His eyes caught mine and my heart melted I understood that’s not what he meant and my heart began to flutter. Daniel grabbed my hand causing me to blush, “I meant stay here at least for a few more days. We’re having so much fun together and I’m not sure when I’ll see you again.”
I sat back down staring at him, I was at a loss for words. As much as I wanted him to say something like that to me I knew with Daniel, it was more likely that he wanted me to stay to pal around town with him than any other reason. I gently placed my other hand on top of his and began rubbing it. “You know I have to go home, I have responsibilities there that I can’t just put off to stay here for another day or two.”
He lowered his head in disappointment and my heart turned from fluttering to sinking. I didn’t want to offend him or seem like I didn’t appreciate his company. The truth was I felt more comfortable with him than I had with any other man in years and that had caused me to develop feelings for him.
He looked up at me with sad eyes, “It’s just another day or two, I’m sure whatever it is you have waiting for you at home can wait that long.”
I wanted to hug him, I wanted to tell him yes I’d stay, but I was scared and confused. He always seemed to run hot and cold with me, at times he would flirt with me and other times he acted like we were nothing more than mere acquaintances. I couldn’t tell if he wanted me to stay for the same reason I wanted to stay, or if he wanted me to stay to just hang out for a little bit longer.
I moved my chair closer to his and squeezed his hand, “If I stay a few more days there’s a good possibility you’ll want me to stay a few more, and that’s going to make it all the harder on me when I do have to go. So let’s just enjoy these last two days together and not prolong the inevitable. We’ll still talk, we’ll still hang out in a way, it’s not like I’m exiting your life completely.”
He lowered his head once again, and in a hushed tone he said something I had always longed to hear, “I need you here with me.”
I slightly shook my head, my heart began to flutter once again. In my mind, I reminded myself that he meant this only in a friendly manner, Daniel was not interested in me that way. I smiled sweetly at him, there were so many things I wanted to ask him, things I wanted to tell him but my mind would not allow it. I had been hurt too many times before and Daniel was a very good friend, I didn’t want to risk losing him.
“I bet that’s what you say to all the ladies,” I said jokingly.
He moved his head up and glared at me, “Why do you always think that? Every time I try to tell you something you always joke that it’s what I said to all the ladies! Do you know how that makes me feel?”
I sat back in my chair and stared at him, I had heard him talk to other people in that tone, but never me. “Daniel it’s just a joke, we always joke around.”
He crossed his arms still glaring at me, usually, this was the moment he would laugh and tell me he was just kidding, but his expression did not change. Nervously I looked down at my hands and started rubbing my right pinky finger.
“Maybe I’m tired of joking around about certain things. Anytime I give you a compliment or I say something nice you make it out to be a joke! I wouldn’t say these things if I didn’t mean them!”
My heart began to race and I shifted in my seat. I felt like a schoolgirl being scolded and his tone of voice was turning me on. I felt my body beginning to blush and quietly reminded myself that he didn’t mean the things he was saying the way I was taking them.
“I know you mean them, I just don’t think you mean them the way I want you to.” I felt tears forming in my eyes, this was the moment I was going to lose him as a friend and my heart was breaking. I prepared myself for the worst possible outcome when I looked up and saw his face had softened.
“What do you mean by that Dakota?”
My mouth went dry, my heart felt as if I was going to pass out from anxiety. I closed my eyes hoping it was all a bad dream and I was about to wake up. However, when I opened them I was met with Daniel’s eyes staring at me, his expression had changed to slightly annoyed. I took a deep breath and tried to hold back my tears.
“I mean that I have feelings for you and I have for quite some time, but I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to lose you as a friend. The way you say things to me, I hope in my heart that it’s because you have feelings for me too, but I know you don’t mean them in that way. You just see me as a friend and that’s okay. I just hope for things that I know won’t happen.”
I saw a little smirk creep across Daniel’s face I couldn’t tell if he was being smug or if he was genuinely amused by my confession. He reached over and grabbed my hand looking into my eyes, “Dakota, of course, I know you have feelings for me. You don’t hide them as well as you think you do. I have feelings for you two, I guess I’m just better at hiding that fact than you are.”
My jaw dropped, this was not how I was expecting this conversation to go. Daniel laughed at my expression, which caused me to quickly close my mouth. “Surely you had some inclination of how I felt. I thought it was pretty obvious”
He leaned in closer to me taking my cheek in his hand, he stared into my eyes and for the first time, I saw what he was talking about. Daniel pulled me into him and kissed me hard, his tongue parting my lips as I softly moaned. I slowly slipped my tongue around his playing with it as our lips continued their own passionate dance.
Daniel pulled me closer placing one of his hands on the nape of my neck while the other continued to hold my cheek. I moved my hands to his face feeling his beard in my hands. He pulled back for a minute and looked into my eyes, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”
I giggled as I stood up and took his hand. I led him to the bedroom where I undressed and laid on the bed, “I want you, Daniel.”
His devious smile was complemented by the light in his eyes. He quickly undressed and laid down next to me in bed. For a moment he looked at me taking in every part of my body, then he leaned down and kissed me this time more forcefully. His hands found their way to my breasts, he massaged them causing me to moan in his mouth. I felt my nipples getting hard and a tugging deep inside of me that wanted him to fuck me as hard as possible.
He kissed his way down my neck and chest stopping at my breasts. He bit one leaving a mark, “That’s to remember this night,” he chuckled. Then kissed my nipple taking it into his mouth to suck and bite it, I moaned louder moving my hands to his head and gently pressing it into my breast. With each bite, I felt myself growing needier, and my whimpers grew louder.
Daniel moved one of his hands slowly down my body, caressing the curves of my hips down to my thigh. Slowly he moved it from my outer thigh to my inner thigh resting it on the outer lips of my pussy. “Daniel Please, I need to feel you inside me.”
He chuckled as he moved from one breast to the other leaving his mark on that one as well. I felt his tongue flick my nipple followed by a good bite. It distracted me from his hand moving up and down my outer lips then sticking his fingers in my slit, running them up and down. I felt his fingers lingering on my clit, rubbing it in a rhythmic fashion.
Breathlessly I encouraged him, “Oh my god! That feels amazing, I think I’m going to cum!”
Without saying a word he removed his fingers from my clit and kissed his way down my torso, settling between my legs. He sat back and admired my pussy commenting on how beautiful it looked soaking with my arousal. He spread my lips and used his tongue to lap up what juices he could before circling it around my clit. I arched my back and clung to the bedsheets, I had never had any man touch me like that before.
Daniel gently sucked on my clit while plunging his fingers into my pussy. He stopped for only a second to say “You are so fucking wet!” Then continued his sensual devouring of me. I had always imagined what it would feel like to have Daniel between my legs, and not even my wildest dreams did it justice.
He moved his mouth from my clit down to my hole, where he circled his tongue around the entrance causing me to squirm with joy. He moved his hands to my hips pulling me closer to him to make sure he could get his tongue as deep into me as possible. I felt it darting in and out of me as I tried to resist the urge to cum. I wanted him to see the look in my eyes the first time he made me cum. The harder I tried to resist, the more aggressive he became.
“Daniel please, I don’t want to cum just yet.”
He looked up at me his lips glistening with my juices, he smiled, “I don’t think you have a choice.”
Daniel moved his mouth back to my clit sucking it hard while he plunged his fingers back into me. I closed my eyes and held my breath, getting lost in all the pleasure he was giving me. I felt a surging run throughout my body as I came on his fingers. I moaned loudly with immense pleasure as he worked his fingers faster to give me another orgasm.
I felt myself squirt and heard him moan with approval, then he leaned up and kissed me. I had never tasted myself off of anyone before, and it was incredibly delicious. He laid on the bed next to me and I kissed my way down his chest to his hard cock. It was already glistening with precum which made me drool. I took his shaft in one hand and started to stroke it allowing the precum to lubricate it.
He tilted his head back letting out a huge sigh. I moved my head down between his thighs kissing my way up one side and back down the other before licking his shaft from base to tip, stopping at the head and pressing my tongue against the spot where the head meets the shaft. I heard him grunt with approval, then I took his shaft in my mouth forcing it down my throat and allowing myself to gag on it. I felt his hands run through my hair grabbing a good portion of it at my scalp.
Daniel lifted my head up to see tears running down my face as I took a few deep breaths. I smiled at him before I took him back in my throat and began using it to fuck my throat. Finding a good rhythm I bobbed my head up and down then held my face down on his cock allowing it to gag me more and more.
His grip on my scalp tightened as I moved my hands to his balls to massage them. He let out a massive growl before I felt him release into my throat. When he was finished I looked up at him and he smiled, “You look so beautiful right now, you don’t know how much I’ve longed to see you looking just like that.”
I got up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom to grab a towel. When I returned to the bed Daniel pulled me in spooning me from behind. Our naked bodies pressed together, I felt myself getting aroused again. He ran his hands up and down my body, gently caressing the parts I knew turned him on the most.
Soon I felt the hardness of his cock in my back and I giggled, “Ready for another go?”
He chuckled reaching between my legs, “It appears you are ready too.”
Daniel pushed me forward slightly while spreading my legs. I looked back at him biting my lip, silently letting him know I wanted this more than anything. He positioned himself behind me and I felt his shaft slide between my lips hitting my clit before he moved it back down to enter my pussy.
I gasped as I felt it go in, he was much bigger than I had imagined and I felt him stretch my pussy as she pushed himself further into me.
“You are so fucking tight! You feel amazing!” He slowly moved in and out of me giving me indescribable pleasure with every thrust.
“Daniel, you feel so good. I love having your cock inside me.”
He picked up the pace and I felt his hands pressing into my back to steady himself. I buried my face into the pillow letting out moans and screams that no one else could hear. Daniel moved faster and deeper into me making me feel the pleasure I had never felt with any other man. I believed he was going to be the first man to make me cum through penetration. I lifted my head out of the pillow and looked back at him.
Daniel’s eyes were closed but I saw a look of pure ecstasy on his face. I felt myself tighten around his cock as I came. My legs began to shake and I whimpered as another orgasm hit me. Daniel grunted as he fucked me harder building up to his own orgasm. I moaned loudly, cumming again on his cock before I felt him cum inside me.
Daniel collapsed on my back, but I felt his cock still throbbing inside me. I took deep breaths trying to get my heart rate back to normal when I felt him slide out of me and roll onto the bed next to me. He pulled me back into the spooning position with him and held me tight.
“Now you see why I need you here with me?” he kissed my neck and sighed in my ear.
“Yes Daniel, I understand. But I still have to leave at some point.”
He shushed me and whispered in my ear, “Let’s not talk about that now, I want to enjoy holding you.”
I (M20’s) have a crush on this woman (F20’s) who’s kinda my stepsister (VANILLA, SLOW BURN, SOFT DOM)
Tessa’s plan is not going to work and let me tell you why: I’m a jealous man.
I’m a possessive dominant asshole who likes to spank his brat and really hates it when another man comes near her.
So this whole *Tess pretending to be with Ryan so we can keep fucking without our families realising what’s going on* is really not gonna work for me.
Just thinking about it is already giving me an itch.
*And she didn’t stay for aftercare*. I get really annoyed when she does this… Two years ago, every now and then she’d slip out of my bed so fast I couldn’t hold on to her. We’d fuck hard and rough and when I wanted to take care of her afterwards… *she’d be gone*.
Makes me feel like an incompetent dom, you know?
I need to fuck my girl hard and heavy, I need to make her unlearn how to walk or breathe or speak, I need to shove my cock so deep down her throat that she’ll be tasting me all week… and then I need to take care of her. Then I need to hold her and keep her, and make her feel like the perfect woman that she is.
The Appointment [MF] [Fiction] [Medical Kink]
She was eagerly waiting for her appointment at the doctor’s office, fidgeting nervously and looking at the clock. It was not hard to see that Leah was struggling with something. The TV barely offered her a distraction – on the screen, an old lady cooked a pie or something of the sort. She couldn’t tell. All she could think about was last night.
“I know you fake it”. Were the words her boyfriend of 7 years said to her.
And that hurt more than anything she could hear.
How could he possibly see her as someone who would pretend to enjoy sex with him? She looked at her phone wallpaper, a photo of them eating ice cream cones at an amusement park. She was smiling, wide blue eyes staring at the lens like it was the best day of her life. Now that enthusiasm seemed to have faded.
Her mom had already told her it was all a waste of time. Leah’s best friend, Kayla, nodded in agreement. It seemed like her love life was surviving against all odds. Something had to change, but she didn’t know what.
I LOANED OUT MY BOYFRIEND [mf] [mast] [squirt] [facefuck] [anal] [facial]
My boyfriend and I were on vacation in Portland, Oregon. We got a cute little cabin in the woods for two weeks and we’d head into town for date night or to load up on groceries.
Other than that, we spend most of the time fucking. We fucked in the hot tub. We fucked in the back yard. We fucked in the woods over a downed tree. We fucked in the kitchen, on the front porch, and on the hood of our rental car.
He fucked my cunt, my throat, and my ass. He ate my pussy until I was raw. And then he’d flip me over and use my asshole until it was gaping and flooded with cum.
I needed a break.
But Tom was a fuck machine and wanted to keep going. To distract him, I suggested we go into town to look at the cute shops and go on a date to a sushi restaurant we heard about.
At my suggestion (obvi) we went into a cute little gift shop that sold candles and soaps and essential oils. The woman who greeted us seemed immediately taken by Tom, who flirted with her right off the bat. I think because I was there and seemed unfazed, she leaned into it, flirting back.
High atop the passersby. We found a name. [exhib] [MF] [M37] [F42] [cheat]
*This is a four-hand writing account by two sexy souls who met over the internet.*
*This is their first encounter.*
**Him:**
You are standing before this window. Looking at all these people walking. Minding their own lives. You are alone, but in a minute, a second maybe, I’ll enter the room. I won’t say a thing, because we don’t need to.
The silence speaks our truth and welcomes us in the frailness of its embrace. You keep looking down the street as you listen to my every moves. The door closing behind me. My steps. Every rustling my clothes make.
You can hear me breathing. I’m close enough for you to get a hint of my perfume. You wait, as you feel your heart beating a bit faster, your legs feeling a bit heavier and your stomach wondering why the room seems to be moving a bit.
You can feel that I am now standing right behind you. I’m not touching you. But every uncovered parts of your skin are bridging this distance with your imagination.
The silence is everywhere. And it’s exquisite.
What are you wearing. How are your hair arranged?
Getting Fucked by a Scottish Swimmer in the Olympic Village Part 1
Olympic Games Part 1
“Good evening! Are you here to check-in?”
I blinked my eyes groggily at the chipper voice behind the reception desk. A young woman stood there, smiling at me patiently.
“Sorry, yeah,” I eventually replied, my brain moving in a fog.
“What’s the name the booking is under?”
“My name?”
“Yes, Madam,” she replied with infinite tolerance. Her voice was flecked with a slight French accent.
“Sorry, I’m a bit jet-lagged,” I shook my head, grinning sheepishly. “I flew in from Sydney.”
“Do not worry, Madam, all of our rooms are equipped with blackout curtains so you may rest for as long as you need,” she smiled. “What was the name of the booking, please?”
“Oh! Yeah, sorry,” I apologise. “It’s under Sarah Williams.”
The receptionist taps her computer, looking me up.
“Ah!” she says, turning the gigawatts up on her smile. “You are in room 216, here you are.”
She hands across a sleek, matte room key.
“Your bunkmate has already arrived,” she informs me and then rushes to say, “but she should be sleeping.”