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Southern Virgin Switch CNC with Cousin of distant untraced relation

I was horny all along the drive to visit my hot Bama’ cousins. My family drove to visit them during the summer and while our pairs of parents went off to party in town at fried fish dives I stayed at a house of one of my older cousins. I was young and the two of them were close sisters: one of them, Clara, was 4 years my elder and the other, Boston was older than me by 6 years. The elder sister was a total slut and she was always wearing tight cotton undershorts when I would visit. She was almost done with a late puberty, typical in our family, and was still cultivating a full ass and bust on a otherwise thin and athletic, curvy body. Read more »

Silence [MF][Master][light BDSM][Restraints][Sensory Deprivation][Blowjob][Creampie]

I knew I was in for something special when I heard the snap. I quickly looked up and locked eyes with Master. He snapped again and pointed at the ground in front of him. I quickly moved over to him and knelt down between his legs. He said nothing, instead picking up my collar and fastening it around my throat. He slid his hands into my hair, with a tight grip he pulled my head back as I gasped. For a long minute he held me like that as I felt myself starting to drop into subspace. With my head back my collar felt tight around my throat, my breath coming in shallow gasps.

Finally he let go of my hair and my head fell forward as I continued my descent into subspace. The wrist cuffs were next. Often Master would use his words to help guide me into subspace but today there was nothing but his touch. I felt the blindfold sliding on after the cuffs, but I stayed still. I didn’t know what he had in mind, but I also didn’t need to know. Read more »

A Dazed Fantasy [mf]

Well…I’m slowly waking up. Everything is dim still, but the light from outside is coming in through the slits on the blinds. I lift my head up slightly and one of the beams of light hits my eye. I don’t like it, so I lean back down. My eyes close again. I hear your footsteps, though. I hear you getting closer to the door. Then you stop. Don’t say a word, but I know you’re there and watching me. Maybe trying to decide if I am awake. Or fully aware I am and waiting for me to admit it.

Finally I open my eyes, again, and lift my head up, again. Immediately, I’m floored. Well, on the bed, but nonetheless happily surprised. You’re standing there, wearing the shirt I had on last night. Your hair cascading down your shoulders, resting on the collar and the pocket. A couple of buttons undone…and nothing else but that cheeky smile. And you don’t say anything. You don’t need to. Because you know what you do to me and how you’re wired into my brain. Before I know it, I’m throwing the covers off and sitting up. And you, always cheeky you…do a half twirl in place, throw your hair back, send a quick glance my way…then walk away into the next room. Read more »

Me time [lesbian] [masterbation] [vibrator]

It’s been a long day. Nothing particularly exciting has happened, it’s just been a normal day of work, but for some reason I’ve been horny all day. I’ve tried to distract myself and push it to the back of my mind, but images just keep coming back to me. Maybe it’s because I haven’t had an evening to myself in private for a while. But now it’s finally Friday and I really need some me time, need to release some of the pressure…

Staring of the bus window, I find myself daydreaming. Porn scenes play in my mind’s eye, I imagine another woman’s hands on me and I realise just how desperate I am to get home.

I count down the stops as the bus gets closer to home, willing it to go faster. When it finally arrives and I get off, I set off walking as fast as I can towards my apartment block. Up the lift, along the corridor, and I’m finally back to privacy. Weirdly now I’m here, back in control, I want to test myself to see how long I can wait. Read more »

The lonely mistress of the watermill

I was a mercenary, separated far away from my team during our last battle and surrounded by the enemy. I didn’t want to run away like a coward, but I didn’t want to die either. I tried to cross the bridge with my wounds bleeding and wanted to then cut off the rope to get away from my pursuers. Unfortunately, my opponents foresaw my actions and destroyed the bridge just when I was on the middle of it. I fell into the fast-flowing river along with the bits and pieces of the destroyed bridge. I still remembered a rushing waterfall at the end of the river, and then everything went black. Read more »

My Arab Muslim hijabi girlfriend wants to move in with me so we can fuck all the time… opinion ? (Picture attached)

So this is my 3rd or 4th post about her . I’ve also posted a few pictures of her as well. Before I met her she was this innocent virgin who was saving herself for marriage.

As you can tell my the pictures however… not the case anymore. Lol. She’s become this great brown Arab slut for me and tbh it’s always something I’ve dreamed of. Her parents and brother hate me but they think I’m a thing of the past. they don’t know she’s still my girlfriend let alone taking dick from me.

The last 3 years I’ve had a lot of fun stretching her pussy out, but now she wants to move in. And it’s not that I don’t want her too but I have a really big kink for her sneaking out coming to see me. Right now she has to lie, and sneak over to my place and I find it so sexy she has to go through so much just to get fucked.

On top of that I love ripping her abaya and hijab off and fucking her. Then cumming inside her sweet Arab pussy and sending her back home to her family. It makes me feel so good I can’t explain the kink. Ultimately, I don’t wanna ruin that aspect of it all. Read more »

On a Saturday nighr (Part 1) [MF]

It was a fairly warm saturday night. A few people were left in the bar as the band took – probably – the final break for the evening. It’s a celebration of Jon and Lisa’s engagement, a sort of a weekend break among friends. Kevin took another sip from his beer, got up and went to check out the instruments next to the stage as the band was relaxing for a bit. Drums, keys, bass and electric guitar and a girl as lead vocals. They were nice and passionate, alternating covers with some original songs. He stopped to check out the black guitar, when he hard someone close by:

>Do you play? asked the band member.
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>A little, Kevin said with an obvious nerves tone.
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>Hey, I’m Joe, said the band member with a smile as he approached.
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>I’m… Kevin.
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>Nice to meet you Kevin! You know what, people are leaving and Jane wants a break, how about we try a song?
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>Oh yeah! Give him a chance to shine! said Jane giggling.
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>I…don’t… how about wish I was blind? and I try something on…
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>Perfect! Read more »

Bound. [BDSM] – 22F

Can you see?’

‘No, Sir.’

‘Good girl.’

My fingers itch to fiddle with the spandex hood placed over my head but a sudden flash of last night’s punishment and the faint sting on my rear end deter me from testing Sir’s patience, I imagine I am already skating on thin ice. He gently takes me by the hand, lovingly kisses my knuckles and begins to lead me to our next escapade. I follow his lead as he tugs me down the hallway to the right and into the spare bedroom. He leads me to the centre of the room, and we come to a halt.

‘Kneel.’

I happily oblige and kneel against the soft carpet. Sir knows this is my favourite room to play in because of it. I ache to run my fingers along the carpet, but I remain still with my hands rested on my lap. Seeing nothing but darkness, I pay close attention to my other senses.

‘Nadu.’

Without a second thought, my knees spread and my hands rest on my thighs, palms facing the ceiling. Sir breezes past me as he goes to shut the door and returns to stand towering above me. Read more »

12 Hours of Daisy [Free Use][Incest]

12 Hours of Daisy [Free Use][Incest]

**12 Hours of Daisy**

*April 2023 7am*

Two years and three months since the Free Use Act.

Daisy rolled out of bed. She’d slept naked thanks to the early Summer rolling into the outer suburbs of NYC. A cool morning breeze rolled softly between the goosebumps on her back as she padded across a plush, pastel pink carpet. She reached her door which stood ajar, no doubt so her twin brother could watch her sleep. She passed his door on the way to the top of the stairs. “Hey, creep.” she shot in his direction. He was bent over his backpack, packing textbooks. She startled him, he spun around and retorted.

“Yeah yeah you’re just lucky I’m in a rush, asshole.” He smirked at her. The smile was returned as she reached the top of the stairs. Her ample, pale breasts bounced gently as she descended. Her nipples were small, protruding from perfectly proportioned tits that complimented her petite frame perfectly. Even her pussy was flawless. A beautifully bare mound, not even her clit was visible beneath the closed folds of her young pussy. Her thighs were thicker than you would expect having laid eyes on the rest of her, but it only made her more attractive, making her midriff seem more petite, her breasts seemingly larger than the B cup she wore. Well, that she would wear if she wore bras. Read more »