Drive-In Blues: Chapter Three [Gay/Hypnosis/Feminization]

Chapter Three- Nights in White Satin

Ian took a few minutes to come out of the afterglow, and back to his senses. He kept his eyes away from any mirrors, not wanting to even look at his newly waxed body. He got dressed and speed walked down the hall. On the way out, Jesse was in the lobby, getting ready to bring the next customer in. Jesse winked at Ian, and Ian felt his still sensitive dick twitch, and his face turned a bright red.

Ian almost ran outside, just wanting to get back in the car and on his way to the hypnotist. He was done with being hypnotized, and the confusing feelings it brought along with it. Ian jumped into the car without looking inside, and looked to his left expecting Alex to be there.

Alex was there, but instead of being ready to go, he had made a new friend. Alex was happily bouncing on the lap of an older man, who seemed very surprised that another cute twink had jumped into the car with them. Alex hadn’t even noticed Ian, too preoccupied with the cock ravaging his ass.

Colorado Magic Chapter 2

**Chapter 2**

Dark, quiet, tense.

The remainder of the drive to Mike’s house was stressful to say the least. There were no street lights on the narrow gravel roads we drove down as we neared our destination and any levity that music could have provided was silenced as we needed to attentively listen to Google Map’s directions. I can’t remember such a tense feeling before and I knew Brie was feeling the same. But the question raced in my mind whether it was because she was nervous about meeting Mike, or excited. I didn’t want to ask either. Neither answer would put my mind at ease. I just needed to stay focused on the road.

“So we are almost there it looks like. We just need to turn left in .2 miles and then enter the gate code 4281.”

I followed Brie’s instructions and pulled right next to the gate and entered the code. A long, metallic creek screeched from slightly rusted hinges making a cold rush flow through my spine. We drove through opening and were saw Mike’s house now in plain view and a shadowy figure standing at the door.

Conflicted – Part 2 [M/F inc]

(Please read part 1 for get a background of the story)

After our last conversation, I felt like I need some wine in her to really open up. I picked her up in an hour and we went to a small local pub.

Her – I honestly don’t know what the fuck is going on..

Me – it seems to me that you’re enjoying the attention you’re getting from your brother..

Her – I’m not sure…

Me – we’re going out since 8 months, I’ve literally seen nor have you mentioned about wearing shorts at home. That too, such short ones. And the tank top you wore..

Her – I felt like my tits were looking very hot in that… that’s why I wore it…

Me – and obviously you didn’t wear bra or panties…

Her – I felt those are just unnecessary distractions…

Me – now, tell me something… did you sleep naked last night?

Her – yeah.. I was so turned on… i literally threw my dress away while entering the room..

Me – did you play with yourself?

Her – yes…

Adventures of my girlfriend – 1 [M/F cheat]

My brother was really going through the worst time of his life. His wife was divorcing him and he was evicted from his own house. So he came over to our place to figure out his next move and my girlfriend immediately told me that she will do anything to help him relax. Few minutes later, my gf joined him in the shower, made out with him like she was his girlfriend and they showered for more than an hour. After that she brought him out to the room he was staying in and dried his body off, went down in her knees and sucked his dick, she swallowed it all and some of his cum trickled down to her chest, she didn’t bother cleaning it. She opened a bottle of wine and they started drinking. For a good two hours she and I him sat and finished three bottles, neither of them wore any clothes. She even sat with her legs spread wide, her pussy was glistening wet and he was definitely enjoying the view. Soon she straddled him and rode him like crazy. He came in a few minutes and then the passed out. Late in the night he woke up and fucked her again. And again in the morning. After taking shower, they both came out of the room for breakfast. He was wearing a robe, my gf completely naked. We sat down and I asked my brother of he was enjoying his stay, to which he openly ran his hand all over my gf. He will be staying for at least a week and till he leaves, my gf’s body belongs exclusively to my brother. Once he leaves, I’ll be hearing some really juicy sec stories from my gf

FFM An arranged breeding. Female POV

This was it, the night we had been planning for months.

The day had been unbearable, waking up to my gf between my legs her tongue teasing my pussy, warming me up and enjoying the juices starting to flow from me. A hell of a way to start the day, but the little tease would not let me cum! “Got to get you all worked up for tonight babe” she said with a sly smile.

A little about us, my Gfs a gorgeous girl, only 4′ 11″ nice and curvy with firm c cups and an arse to die for. Glossy dark red hair and dirty grin that gets me soaked in seconds. I’m a little taller at 5’7″ and thin as a bean pole. My tits are tiny a cups and I have long light blue hair that just reaches the top of my perky butt, which she really likes to spank!

So what were we planning that night? The two of us had been together a number of years and were feeling the need to start a family. That’s where you come in. We got in contact about 6 months ago, we were clear from the start that we were looking for someone to breed us. After a few months of getting comfortable, we started to make plans. Tonight was the night you were going to impregnate us.

[Erotics for women] You had hard long working day. But your lover is here to take care of your needs.

Introduction:
I posted part of this story earlier in the day and got some upvotes so realised it might be good idea to finish it. This is my first erotic story, so feel free to criticize, I want to get better! Please leave comments. Enjoy.

Some days, like today, are extremely exhausting, right? Lack of sleep, work all day long, no time for yourself, so many tasks… and lack of love and attention you secretly crave.

Well, finally, the time to go home has come. As soon as you get in my car, I offer you a coffee and a piece of chockolate, because I know you are hungry. The sweet smell of warm coffee gets interupted by a smell of my parfume. From now on, you are in safe hands, you are mine.

The time on our way home passed quickly on small talks, you finally have someone who cares about your day and who listens to you. Everything seems so natural that you even did not realise my hand on your inner tight. Or maybe you did?

(23 F Indian Muslim) Got caught in a rather short towel after shower by my brother’s friend.

Hey people of Reddit, a very unusual thing happened to me today.

I was having my general weekend shower in the afternoon to relax and was not aware about the things going on in my house. For context I live in a joint family where there is no concept of private rooms or privacy whatsoever.

As usual, after the shower I came out in the room to check out myself in front of the mirror with my back against the wall and to change into some comfy clothes. My body was semi wet because of the shower and I was wrapped in a towel that ended just below my petite ass.

I heard a weird noise which drew my attention to the door. I had forgotten to lock the door and there was my brother’s friend standing for a good 5 secs before rushing out again.

My reflex just made me move to the other part of the room (After those 5 dirty ass seconds). I have no idea how long was he standing there since.

My mind has been going through various thoughts like, what if my towel slipped and he saw me naked? What if it was my own brother? What if the guy would have made a move?

Gavin’s Gift

*SNAP*

The fabric of Jessica’s dress found its place against the curves of her ample chest as she released the hem from her hands. The olive green ensemble complimented her brown skin. Her makeup added the finishing touch. Beautiful as those details were, they were easy to overlook. The fabric that had just audibly snapped into place was now straining against the star of the show: her round, full, perky, pendulous, breasts.

Jessica’s breasts always caught people’s attention. Even when she dressed modestly, this beautiful pair announced itself. Her smooth, brown skin encased the plump natural gifts. They were large, fleshy, and fatty, but managed to sit high; protruding from her chest. They always gave a slight bounce as Jessica walked, taunting onlookers.

Jessica knew she was blessed in this department. And, she wasn’t modest, but this dress complimented her natural gifts so perfectly she was taken aback. She looked into her full-body mirror, entranced by her own boobs. Almost subconsciously, her hands made their way to the bottom of her breasts. Her long, gold acrylic nails dug into the fabric if her dresd as she lifted her fleshy pair. She marveled at the weight of them, moving her hands up and down several times to jiggle her braless bust.

Desire [FFM]

Prelude

“Found her!” your wife says as she scans the crowd. “Already we have only been here for five minutes.” Alan follows her gaze and understands immediately why. The girl, because she is young, has mussed wavy red hair, a beautifully soft face. She is done up, dark makeup with red highlights and dark lips. He has a black turtleneck sweater barely hiding the ample bosom beneath it, cinched at the waist with a belt, over a pleated grey plaid skirt that barely covers an overly ample ass, topped off with thigh high black boots.

“Just your type, gothy with big ass and tits.” She slaps you playfully, nearly missing as she can’t take her eyes off this gem of a girl. The lusty desire in your wife’s hazel eyes is unmistakable. That look had been directed at you on more than one occasion. You see he look falter and look up to see the girl join a young guy on the opposite side of the bar. “Damn, she is with that dude.” Sighing she turned back to look at you, slightly crestfallen. “Maybe he will strike out.”