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Breed me

She needs you to cuddle her from behind, pressing into her so that she can feel how hard your cock is. You pull her shirt off. Kiss your way up her neck and whisper in her ear exactly how you’re going to defile her this time, as you undo her bra and pinch her hardening nipples. Press closer into her to emphasise your point.

When she tries to push back into you, you throw her onto the bed and yank her jeans off. She’s vulnerable, exposed, and she shivers as your proprietary fingers explore her back, moving lower achingly slowly.

“Daddy, please touch me.” She begs, whining slightly. Anything to get more than this.

“But I am touching you babygirl,” you say teasingly.

“You know what I mean,” She’s sulky now.

“Hmm… Do you mean like this?” You ask, reaching around and tweaking her nipples. She squeaks.

“No daddy.”

“Hmm…” You rest a hand on her ass, squeezing lightly. The other slips inside her panties and strokes her clit. She desperately wiggles back onto your hand, needing more of your touch.

“Yes daddy, thank you.” She gasps as you slip a finger inside her. Read more »

In the basement (M/F) (daddy) (brat) (spanking) (slapping)

God, she wanted him. All of him.

She often daydreamed of him walking up to her, in that aloof and dismissive way of his- placing his hands on her face and pulling her to him and kissing her softly. Eyes all around. Who fucking cared?

He’d tell her to go downstairs and wait for him. And she would, electricity building between her legs as the anticipation of experiencing him flowed through her mind. She was terrified and aroused. So, fucking aroused.

Her panties were wet. Her pussy- aching with need. Fuck. Where was he?

Eventually, he appeared in the dimly lit room. His figure cut through the shadows, his approach- slow and deliberate. Like a large feline graceful and intimidating. He was going to consume her and she wanted him to.

He stood inches away from her. Starring down at her, he placed a hand on the soft space where her collarbone met her neck and pulled her forcefully to his body.

“What do you want?’ he growled.

“Um…,” she stammered.

He moved his hand to her mouth and squeezed.

“No. Try again, baby girl. What do you want?” Read more »

My Boyfriend (True Story)

My boyfriend is very sweet. He treats me so well and is always so caring. He’s so hot, abs, toned, flowey dark brown hair, and grey eyes. On this peticular night we were feeling very horny. He is laying on his back on the bed, and I slowly crawl over him and sit on his pelvis and begin to kiss him very sweetly for a few minutes.

“Wanna… have some fun tonight?” I said with *that* look on my face”

“Sure” he says. He starts to take his pants off. He slowly pulls his pants down and out pops his erection. Im so excited to see it because I know how good it’s going to feel inside me. I take his dick in my hand and slowly start to message it. He moans lightly. As the strokes get a little bit harder and faster, he begins to moan a little more. I begin to lick the tip of his dick, and slowly lick up the sides of his shaft. I put it all the way in my mouth and begin slowly pulling him in and out of my mouth. It feels so big in my mouth. I love pleasing him Read more »

A bath with my best friend [F/M] [romantic] [Creampie] [risky]

— this is an small portion of a much longer story im writting — I would absolutely love feedback—

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“Baths ready”

“Thankyou” I mumbled, getting up again, slower this time.

It was full of bubbles and looked so peaceful. I leaned against the door frame closing my eyes.

“Cat, are you going to be ok in there?”

“I’m fine” I snapped back to reality. I’m aware I’m stubbornly determined to be self sufficient, especially after having panic attack.

“Its ok to need help”

“But I’m going for a bath, what are you going to do, join me? It’s ok, I’ve got this.” I said trying and failing to unzip the back of my dress.

“If thats what it takes to know your ok, then yes” he said lifting my hair and unzipping the dress for me, sliding it off my shoulders. The brush of his hands felt soft against my back, giving me goosebumps. Read more »

Room Service?

“Fuck this Delhi traffic”, I muttered under my breath as the cab tumbled on another 20 meters, and the light turned red again. The cars moved collectively, languorously and slowly like a great giant beast, spewing out soot and smoke out of their exhausts. With my earphones on to block out the kind cab driver trying to make small talk, a man crooned about his lost love to the rhythm of his guitar into my ears. One song turned into two, and then three. Now another artist talked about how he got hoes, and jewels and how his weed is the dankest. The beat slapped, though. One more song later, I was whisked away from the hustle bustle of the Delhi roads onto the well maincured portico of the hotel. ‘Will be there in 10’, I sent a quick text as the car came to a halt. A burly mustached man opened the door for me with a wide grin, as I impatiently stepped out, nodding to the driver’s request for a good rating. ‘I’m late.’ I think to myself as I stand at the reception, shuffling my feet, as the smiling lady checks me in. “The other guest has already checked in, sir”, she informs me curtly. “I know, thank you”, I say with as much sincerity I could muster as a bell boy half snatched my bag away from me as he led me to my room. “First time in Delhi, sir?”, he asks as he half walked infront of me, half with me as he led me to the elevator. “I am from Delhi, have stayed here for more than 15 years”, his polite smile turned into a confused one, and he didn’t really know what else to say. We stepped into the elevator and the door shut “How long have you been working here, Anchit?”, I asked him looking at his name tag trying to make small talk. He seemed like a nice guy. ” 2 years, sir”, he replied as the elevator dinged and the door opened to my floor. “Which way is my room?”, I asked him taking my bag from him in the elevator, his eyes betraying the confusion he felt. “To the left, sir?”, he replied back quizzically, and I handed him 50 rupee note as I stepped out of the elevator. “Thank you, sir” he said with a smile, and he pressed a button and soon he was whizzing down the ground floor. I walked to my room, stopped in front of it, and took a deep breath. I’d been waiting for this meeting for too long now, with impatience. Read more »

Best holiday sex ever!

Sure, getting dick on your birthday is great… and I love getting it in early in the morning before the kids are up… but, if you ask me, nothing is better than dick on holiday because I’m just in that perfect carefree mindset that takes me back to my younger days when I had no pressing concerns and could spend an entire day squeezing a nice cock inside of me and being put in all sorts fun positions… you know, the kind of sex that turns a twenty-something into a hot mom. So… storytime! Read more »

Little Love Story

She was so tired of players. “Playas.” They used to excite her. Now they left her as dry as the Sahara. It was always all about them and their egos. And their cocks. They looked good and they dressed well and they could dance. Often they were good in bed. But it all felt so artificial. Like a big game. And she’d had the big cocks. They could be interesting and sexually satisfying. But, their owners were almost always stupid and vain and almost incapable of conversations of more than a few syllables. Mannequins with cocks. Again and again she hid her intelligence. Stooped to their level. Pathetic. It had to stop. Somehow. Some way. She was 27 years old and utterly bored with the men she knew and had known. Someone must be out there who was different from all she had known. The type of man she had never before paid attention to. Who would actually appreciate being with her. Who would look at her as someone who is special, someone more than just another conquest. God, where was he? Read more »

she was supposed to observe play a small part

I have no idea where she got that from. Made me grin. She not watching she wants to be in it involved. Figured she can lube my ass his dick get off watch . After doing it to me. Watched him go through it. I felt better. She tells him to get in the position NOW !! slapping his ass saying. Wha do you want to lube his asshole up. Slapping his ass again what do you want? He says I want a dick in my ass. Slaps his ass again what do you want he says I want a dick in my ass. Look he got into it. Get up behind and she guided it in. Goes in She slapping his ass says how does it feel he says it feels good. I had just gone through this while he was fucking me. Says fuck him good fuck him hard. Slaps my ass like I’m a horse going to make me run or something. Hump him faster. She slaps his ass saying you like that dick in your ass says ya you love it you need it don’t you. She is on it into it. He was into it never fucked him that was her. I did not expect that. I liked it was just a bit ruff. We were finished in the car she looks at me says that was fun. I said where did you get all that she says what gets all what? THAT !! Then figured out was not a but was her. It just surprised me. I even said to him who the fuck put the quarter in her. While I was fucking him in the ass. He says you put the quarter in her asshole. It’s a term of thing that keeps running and asks who put the quarter in. She did not get it. Have any idea what I was talking about. She says what I say that. I gave up.