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Steamy Shower Lust

{I am a writer who have been writing for almost an year now, And still trying to improve. Comments shall be appreciated, and words are censored cuz it was actually written to be posted on Instagram}

“Darling!!!!” She ran through the house, arranging the things here and there. She always was the “clean the house” freak, ofcourse roaming around the house pantless, with just panties on. Guess it made her feel comfy? He never knew. But since it was normal, he didn’t mind it, who would mind a hot ass chick mostly in panties in their own home? xD . Her dom was in his room, sitting with his legs straight on the bed, relaxing after a morning work from home session due to the lockdown. She ran throughout the house, as she appeared inside his room, energetic as always as she jumped on the bed, kicking her feet in the air “Ahh darling I am so full of sweat!!!” His gaze shifted towards her, looking at her blankly for a couple of seconds. Her hair in a bun, she blinked a bit as he then answered back to Read more »

How to train your virgin part 2. (FM) (fiction)

“How far do you want to take this?” I asked.

I was still straddling Charles’ hips, his cum slowly dripping down my body. My pussy felt like it was on fire, his cock no longer rock solid, but still twitching slightly. His bright blue eyes came back into focus, appearing to pierce into my soul. I hid my doubts and fears from his gaze and smiled.

“It’s totally your call Charles, if you feel uncomfortable just let me know and we’ll stop”

He shook his head, “That’s just it Lisa, I don’t want to stop. “

I leaned forward and kissed him softly, breaking the kiss I slid off him and stood pulling him up with me. Holding his hand I led him to the en-suite, I turned the shower on before helping him out of his shorts. I stepped back to admire the view, we were of a similar height, Charles had maybe 4 inches on me. My eyes lingered over the lightly muscled chest, the definition of his legs. His cock was already beginning to harden again. Read more »

my first real cock part 1 [virgin, teens]

After first noticing my pubic hairs and swelling breasts I began wondering what the “Real Thing” would be like. Even before that, I played with myself whenever I had the chance and experimented with fingers, hairbrush handles, cucumbers, fantasizing about having a real cock in me. But I never–never–thought my fantasy would be fireworks.

All us girls were into boys now…sharing stories and giggling over this boy or that…how “hot” he would be…but it was just talk. We were strictly amateurs, voyeurs, readers of dirty stories looking for ideas. We didn’t even really date, except pretend dates, where we would walk home from school with a boy, maybe hold hands, see a movie together, sometimes study together for a test but our minds and dreams were active, especially for me. One day I got brave and asked Ferris inside my house for a soda…we had walked home from school, our arms brushed, he took my hand, our thighs brushed and I knew he did that on purpose for a reaction. I gave him a reaction…a smile…and asked him to come inside. My folks wouldn’t be home from work for a couple hours and he would be long gone by then. Read more »

I’ve cheated on every ex with small tits, one caught me and this happened…

I’ve noticed that bitches who are insecure about their bodies love asshole pricks like me. I’ll give you a couple examples, I’ve cheated one every ex-GF with small tits, and one caught me. I can always get a bitch with nice big tits (at least a full C cup), there’s no damn way I’d settle for small tits, she either has to put up with the cheating or share me. I’m tall, hot, dominant, and have a huge dick. I believe I deserve the best. I know I know I’m an asshole, but that’s a compliment, so save the shaming bullshit.

She was 5’2, 105 lbs and AA cup tits, in her mid 30s and had one kid (smoked cigs and weed too, so sort of a hippy type bitch).

This is her body below

https://imgur.com/qCCarJt

Here is the body of the bitch she caught me cheating with (5’3 and 110 lbs and perfect DD Tits)

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Beneath the Pier [Sex with strangers] [BBC] [BBW] [Interracial] [Casual Sex] [Breeding]

Elizabeth didn’t know what she was looking for when she went for a walk along the beach late that night. She couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning, then pacing the floor. The ocean caught her eye and she stepped into her sandals and out of her luxury condo onto the sand. The salty breeze caught the edges of her sheer cover-up, revealing her slinky satin night dress. She walked down the worn boards that stretched over the dunes until she felt sand on her toes, then kept on walking until the first shallow wave came rushing toward her.

She gazed out at the seemingly endless expanse of ocean and briefly wished that it would engulf her, body and soul submerged in the depths forever. But the ocean breeze drew her back to herself, tickling her skin pleasurably as it drifted by and sending a chill down her spine that hardened her nipples. She inhaled deeply and continued her sojourn down the beach toward the dim lights over the pier. Facing the wind, her wrap fluttered and her slip clung close to her body, revealing a shapely figure with full breasts and expansive hips. Read more »

How to train your virgin. (MF)

I watched the boys laying by the pool, enjoying the sunshine with tall tales and laughter. Boys, ha, my youngest son was one of them, the rest were some of his friends from college here to celebrate his 21st birthday tomorrow. My eyes found Paul, god he looked like his dad, I still missed Mike occasionally, mostly on those nights where you can feel the dark pressed against the silent walls of the house.

I turned away from the window, but their laughter brought me back. My gaze finding Charles, Paul’s oldest friend and the son of one of my own friends. Charles looked like something out of a greek myth, his lightly muscled physique suiting his height perfectly. His blonde hair was lighter than I remembered, if you looked into his bright blue eyes, you could see the intelligence in them, hiding behind a shimmering twinkle of humour.

I caught myself admiring his physique, the way a light sheen of sweat added definition. He had a soft patch of hair on his chest, I followed it as the patch narrowed and disappeared under the waistband of his shorts. I swallowed and turned away, trying ignore the ache that had started in my loins. I shouldn’t feel like this about someone 25 years my junior, admitting Charles made certain parts of me tingle wouldn’t be good. Read more »

Every Monday I think we’re over [no sex, submission]

Everything has a use by date.
And ignoring this can make you sick.
We don’t want our friendship to fester in our reluctance to say goodbye.

We are busy and important
At least that’s what we tell ourselves.
We have to concentrate.
Be respectful, unbiased, fair.

That’s the truth.
And it also conceals a bigger truth.
I won’t speak for you.
But I know I’m on a precipice.

On one side, a return to polite conversation, professional advice and pleasant exchanges of daily life.

The other is a pit of lava.
Licking, laughing, eager to sear the flesh from my bones.

The choice seems easy, doesn’t it?

But I’ve tasted your fire, and I’m ready to burn.

Perfect harmony on the farm (impregnation)

Out in the great wide open, far beyond the bustle of city life, there is a place. A place we have created; and a place for creation.

It is a place of nurturing and life. Where we live in sync with Nature, and her rhythms guide us in the neverending creation and husbandry of new life.

I have felt it’s pull for years. A man whose hands know when to plant seed in fertile soil, how to midwife spring’s calves onto green pastures. How to do and fix, build and create.

The season’s energy thrums within me. Calling as rain does to the grass. Twice before I’ve answered it, and one perfect child plays at my feet, smiling up at me, while our perfect baby sleeps in the arms of my loving wife.

I feel it again. As strong as ever. Yet my wife can no longer answer it with me. This must be her last.

So I work. Nurturing the life that nurtures our family. Remembering the magic that her and I created. Reveling in it. But I also yearn to make it again. Read more »

[F4A] Wrestling scenario

KINKS: KO fetish, drool, twitching, foaming, eye rolling,erotic wrestling.

The ring was a white, squared room with padded blue mats replacing the floor inside of a secret location. Flourescent white lights lluminated the room. No ref, no judge, just two prime athletes trying to knock each other out into drooling messes.
Women from all over the world who wanted to prove their strength were gathered here. In a brutal erotic show of five round knockouts, they fight for honor and prize money.

The winner gets paid a ludicrous sum and more if they can get build up a string of wins! by an unknown investor while the loser…receives a quick trip to the ER or a free bed to sleep on once they awake from their deep, out cold slumber…that is if their opponent is done with them after the match.

A vicious shark tank of an underground arena where large sums of cash where given to the victor and more given as a “bonus” for extra brutality and other malfeasance.

Does anybody else have this niche fantasy? Was wondering if visual media of this type exists?

So basically I do have regular ones like boobs, ass,etc but the fantasy that turns me on the most is woman with superpowers. They unknowingly come into contact with an article which grants them phenomenal shapeshifting magical cosmic godlike superpowers where they’re able to manipulate the fabric of reality, assume the form of the mightiest dragons or even the smallest of spiders. This would be similar to Jafar getting his genie powers at the end of the aladdin movie except that a woman here transforms into their superpower genie form in which they covered with golden armor, having a huge bust with voluptuous proportions and adorn with excessive golden ornaments. This is their true form. They can teleport, bend reality at will, transform into a dragon or any other creature and to show unsuspecting friends that they have transformed into a dragon they’re capable of revealing their face in their dragon form which would visually mean a whole dragon body except that the head alone changes into her face. It just isn’t dragons btw. I used to fantasise this on my ex where she comes in disguise of my new girlfriend, reveals herself when she pulls off a mask of my girlfriends face revealing her face underneath and then she messes with me. I try to escape but she teleports lmao and magically appears in front of me in scorpion form and threatens to kill me. Is there a name for this sort of thing?