M4F – Good morning, Daddy. (Submissive wife, dd/lg) and update

If you’re not into anal, don’t bother reading.

I fucked her last night. She sucked my dick and I stuffed my thumb up her ass and two fingers in her pussy while she blew me. She was so fucking turned on. She blew me for about 10 minutes while I fingered her holes. I dug my thumb deep in her ass and two of my fingers rubbed against it from inside her pussy. Every time I pushed it in hard, she’d moan like a bitch in heat. Occasionally I pushed her head down with my other hand and held her down until she started to gag. She begged me to fuck her so I bent her over and put it in her pussy. While I was fucking her I made her tell me she loved daddy stuffing his thumb inside her ass while she blew me. I told her she was a fucking whore and then made her say it again. After she said it a second time I pulled out and pushed it inside her ass. I pulled her onto me balls deep and made her say she loved it inside her ass before I started to pump her. I fucked her ass for a while and then started to go back and forth from her ass to her pussy. I was inside her ass, she was starting to moan, and I started to cum. I pulled out before I came and shoved it back inside her pussy and unloaded inside her. It was so fucking good.

Embrace of the Goddess Part 12.5 [FF] [BDSM] [Fantasy] [Corruption] [Demon] [Futa]

Chapter 12.5: The New Goddess

When Iriel woke, the table was shattered and replaced by shards of onyx. There were voices filling the chamber, and Iriel slowly got to her feet to take in her surroundings.

The Pools of Maloth were once more green and beautiful. Even the fetid pools themselves were no longer bubbling and tar-like. They were clear and steaming. Iriel spun around and saw three people standing by Maloth’s throne, and one stranger sitting on the throne itself.

“There you are,” Orilana’s voice said from across the table. “I knew you’d wake up soon.”

Iriel held her head. She pulled it away and didn’t see blood, just her beautiful and blackened claws. She looked around for her lover but didn’t find her among the four strangers gathered ahead.

“Come,” Orilana said. She spoke softly and casually, but Iriel’s body moved as though the command were barked at her. She rushed towards the throne. Three of the bodies became apparent quickly. Melior had one knee bent in genuflection before the throne. Zelum was on both knees with her head down while holding the chains of a strong and bruised half-orc. Iriel recognized her as Orilana’s former lieutenant, Harza.

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 3] (MF, non-con, BDSM)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 3

There was a suffocating tension that permeated the University as the semester neared its end, which bloomed to an anxious frenzy by the time that final exams rolled around. Some students spent many nights cramming in the library, others drank at the local bar on campus, but that night, Isabella was alone in her dorm, neither studying nor drinking. The Everleigh Wing was one of the nicer options for student accommodation on campus, with its carpeted study halls, clean common bathrooms, and quiet dorm rooms. Isabella’s modest room was identical to the others: a single bed in the corner, a small white desk, chair and wardrobe.

Help! I’m stuck. [F/M, bestfriends, light bondage, long]

I’m getting ready for a party and are waiting for my best friend. We have known each other since we were pre teens and our fathers started working together. People used to make a big deal out of our friendship, they expected us to be a couple since our teens, but we are just friends. Even if there is some sexual chemistry there, neither of us would act on it in fear of ruin our friendship.

I greet my friend still in my robe, probably looking a bit crazed. “Sorry, I’m stressing. I can’t find any ting to wear tonight”.
You laugh, “what’s new?”. You know me well enough that this will take a bit of time. So you walk in and grab a beer, and get comfortable on the couch and put on the tv.

Thin walls pt 5 (end) [MF + FF]

A few weeks passed. I had a couple of decent-ish shags. He had some which sounded spectacular and listening in worked through a number of my replacement batteries. He had stopped demanding morning head off me and I weirdly missed it and missed him.

Then one lazy Saturday morning I got the old text again “come over and clean me up.” I made up some bullshit to my companion of the night before about my parents being unexpectedly in town and watched him scarper with appropriate haste. And then once the coast was clear I slipped over.

He wasn’t alone. It was the same girl from two weeks ago. I gave her an “I’m on to you” look – she was clearly trying to get herself upgraded to regular FWB and was trying to show him she was down for anything. She had probably suggested this. The look on her face was surprising though. I didn’t quite know what it was.

Thin walls pt4 [MF (+F)]

If degradation was my new kink I certainly got my fill of it that night.

When he had finally finished fucking her his humanity returned and they kissed and cuddled in a way that made me even more jealous than his attempt to break her in half had. His breathing, which had never elevated significantly returned to normal with the promptness of the athlete he was, hers did not to the point where I half wondered if she was having an asthma attack. But she finally settled into a contented bliss nuzzled into his armpit. I soon saw however that he wasn’t just romancing her. He had trapped one of her arms beneath him and was holding the other by the wrist in his enormous left hand while his right hand made for her crotch and drew from her a number of plaintive yelps and squeaks. Then after a surprisingly short while he rolled himself on top of her again, ready for round two. She pleaded soreness and exhaustion and suggested he fuck the gimp instead.

It took me a second to realise what she meant. That was me, I was the gimp.

35[m4f] seeking younger sister for voice chat

Keep it in the family… it’s all relative.

Why cross the street when you can cross the hallway.

Looking to trade voice notes with my sister. I need to hear how big of a slut you have been. How much i make your little panties wet. Come home from school and let me show you what it feels like to be a woman.

Kinks: incest, domination, impreg, breeding, cream pie,beast, voice, slave, master, edging, dildofucking, gangbang, rape, cnc, degradation, humiliation.

I want to own you. I want to train you. I want you to be molded into the perfect fucking cum dump. I want to take you against your will. I want to share you. I want you to be raped and bound and gagged.

Confession: I let my roommate think I slept through her blowjob (4)

After my roommate left me with a raging hard-on on the couch and strutted off to her room, to say I was tempted to chase after her would be an understatement, but I managed somehow to restrain myself.

But something had to give, and the confession could end at this point because I moved out and into a share house with my then gf (a bad idea but that’s a story for another day).

I had her on my socials, but we didn’t keep up. For the next couple of months I’d succumb and look her up, but never did anything about it. As I said, it could have ended there.

About a year after the couch incident, and 3 months or so after I broke up with my gf. I was getting coffee at a cafe downtown near where I was working then, when I realised that there, in line in front of me, was my former roommate. She both did and didn’t look like I remembered, as she was in corporate clothing of a kind I’d never seen her wear courtesy of a new job nearby.

Confession: I let my roomate think I slept through her blowjob (3)

For the sake of narrative it’d be perfect if all this ended up in a hot threesome with roomate and gf (you can write that in your head if you like, I know I have). However my gf was more exhibitionist than she was bisexual, and so it didn’t happen.

What did happen was that my roommate and her bf broke up. This freed her up to try and turn the tables on me. I’d been teasing her for months and she was after a bit of revenge.

She’d walk through the loungeroom from the shower, wrapped in a small towel that could cover her tits or her ass but not both, giving a hell of a show not just to me but also to my gf who’d stayed the night. The tantalising glimpses of her ass and pussy made me hard as a rock, which was pretty awkward when my gf (who before this had been fine getting loudly fucked within my roommates line of sight) noticed.

Confession: I let my roomate think I slept through her blowjob (2)

So after a few months of this charade (near the end it was fairly farcical and very one sided in my favour) I started going steady with a new gf so I had to put a halt to the sleep time head thing. This didn’t end things though, because it gave me a whole new opportunity to tease my housemate.

My new gf had a libido as high as her voice, and I took full advantage of this. I would wait until my housemate was home and then I’d fuck my new girl until she screamed. At first it was just in our room. I’d tease my gf until at full volume she’d beg me to fuck her, or demand me to let her suck me off. I knew that my roommate could hear and I had no doubt about how much it would tease her.

From there we started to get more brazen with it. I’d take my gf in the shower. Then next time I’d do it again with the door sightly ajar so the noise would carry and my roommate could catch a peek through the steam. When we’d watch tv in the living room with my roommate I’d occasionally slide my hand inside my gf’s PJs and catch my roommate biting her lip when she’d notice my gf’s stiffled moans.