Little girl lost

Little girl lost

Jay’s relationship with Margaret had run its course. It had been 4 years and for the majority of it she was cheating . Cheating as jay sat home and raised her three kids. Terry and James since they were 10 and lily since she was 8. He told them about Santa clause and the birds and the bees. He ever told lily about getting her period. They had all become maturing kids by the time he left the house . Terry and James now 14 , with deeper voices and peach fuzz and lily now 12, becoming a very beautiful girl, tall and skinny with braces and loved to dance .

Jay moved out and the family moved to another area of town. Jay’s friend lived in the same area . Jay would go over to Ray’s house and shoot the shit and then it was everyday. Ray was married with three boys, all in college. He stayed home due to an accident on the job. I would soo go everyday . Until really talking we didn’t know how much we had in common, especially for the younger meat. I told him about lily and how nice she is maturing . We would even follow her bus around and wait til they dropped her off and look at her. She was very hot.
One day, I ran across Lily’s phone number in my iCloud. I really wanted to just call and hear her voice , that’s when ray and I got the best idea ever . We would get a burner number and phone and download one of those voice changer things. We devised a plan.

Miss Kitty’s Cat Training – Part 1 [noncon?] Let me know if you want more!

By : u/MoodyKitten07 and u/chen969

The cursor hovers over the link to their website : __NEKO – Master submission__. Did I really want to go there? I’d been going back and forth about it for ages now – ever since he joked about tying me up… I almost flinch at the memory. I must have looked petrified since he felt the need to fly across the room and reassure me. It felt so… embarrassing for some reason. Made me feel so naive – like I should know more by now. He’s so… different from my exes. Jovial, a sweetheart, always knows how to make me laugh… But when it comes to the bedroom – we haven’t slept together yet, but it feels like he’ll be completely different. We agreed to take it slow… But there have been moments when things got a bit heated – His gaze would always be so… intimidating. Predatory almost. His hands would grab me possessively as his hot lips danced against mine… He would really take control. It gave me a pretty good idea of what was to come when we finally started fucking.

milking my cock with your pretty throat.

I love the idea of milking my cock with your pretty throat. Pulling you to the edge of the bed, flipping you over onto your ass, pinning your arms back, and pushing my length into your warm throat. Sliding in and out, listening to you choke and gag on every inch. Watching the strings of drool slide out onto the floor, your pretty eyes glistening with tears in the moonlight. Jerking my cock with your throat, going faster and harder, my balls slapping against your hair as I grunt and pump a fat, warm load down your slutty throat, watching you swallow every rope.

I almost cheated

I had been married for 10 years and was in my early 40s. Like far too many people, the passion was lacking. 

By so many measures, things were great. Great kids, nice home, good jobs, etc. 

One problem we had always had sexually was that my wife was too uncomfortable with herself to enjoy receiving oral. And I love giving oral. 

When I was in my teens and 20s I was always freaked out about not being able to last long enough to please a partner. A couple of bad early premature ejaculation experiences had me terrified. 

So I developed very good oral skills. I figured that if I provided a couple (or more) really good organs through oral at the beginning, then maybe subsequent short comings would be less of an issue. 

I had ample experiences with multiple partners to know it was something I was good at. But my wife didn’t let herself enjoy it. 

As the passion waned, I really wanted to give mind blowing oral to a woman. I watched porn that focused on that and it was a regular fantasy. 

Make the Rent [Noncon, MF]

I guess it began like many things do: with money. I couldn’t pay the rent. What was I thinking moving in here when my job was tenuous, at best? In a sense, I lucked out because when I confessed to him I couldn’t make that month he said “Well. There are other ways to pay.”

There had always been some tension; I knew what he meant and didn’t protest even as my mind raced with what it would actually be like. He handed me a length of chain with a ring on one end so it could be looped through. “Wear that around your neck. If you really don’t want to, take it off and I won’t bother you at all. But when you have it on – you’re mine.”

I nodded, saying I understood. I held the chain in my palm; metallic smell and heavy weight. Slipping it into my pocket, I walked into my bedroom, alone. For days I left it in a drawer, just thinking. He acted towards me as he always had, except for the subtle peel of his eyes over my body. More penetrating than it had been before. Without realizing it I started to wear tighter clothes, ones that I knew showcased the curves of my breasts and bubble of my ass. The deadline for the rent check came and went; he must have paid it. The landlord didn’t bother us and he didn’t bother me, as he’d promised. I could feel him looking, always.

[MF] Giddy Up (big dick) (ganbang)

Okay, I admit it. I’m a cowgirl. And by that, I certainly don’t mean to say I look like a cow. I just love to ride horses. And, well, anything else for that matter? I was born to ride, and after this little secret, I’m about to share with you. I think you’ll see why the guys in the stable call me their little bucking bronco. Recently I changed stables and started jacking my horse Sienna up at a little ranch called Whitaker. They keep a lot of racehorses up here, and as soon as I tried it on, all the guys were staring, seeing if my 14 hands steed could keep up with all their stallions. Or maybe just trying to see if I could keep up with them.

I’m a little thing, five to only 98 pounds, but I’m still pretty curvy and all the right places. And I was determined to show those jockeys that I belonged on their turf. The first day I took cnn out, all the guys were standing around the track watching us. I wasn’t doing any jumps. I didn’t have my full riding gear on, just a tank top with my tight leather britches, knee-high riding boots, and a crop. Usually, I wear a bra when I ride, but that day I didn’t, and with all the cantering and galloping we were doing and my little titties rubbing up against my white tank top. Well, you can guess what those boys were staring at.

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(Mf) (anal) (bondage) (gangbang) Getting hired for a party

*Awesome*, I thought to myself, *another schoolgirl costume birthday party.* 

Those were easy. Walk around with my tits out, suck a few dicks, and make some tips when I get fucked. That’s always the deal, blowjobs and tits are free, anything below the belt needs a wallet. 

Today was special though. The birthday boy, Brad, had a request. He wanted me to show up plugged and ready. Brad wouldn’t tell me why, but I figured, money is money. I’d have to charge him later for that.

I took the bus that afternoon, just to prepare myself. The ride was so bumpy by the time I got there, I made so much noise, it was unmistakable that I was getting off to something inside of me. I got plenty of looks when I got off the bus and left a wet mark, the only barrier I had was my thong since my skirt was so short. I think I even heard a younger man call me a whore. 

The walk from the bus stop to the front door wasn’t that far, but I felt the plug with every step of my heels. If someone saw me, they definitely would know I’ve got something up my ass.

Bent over in little dress – Amazing Finish in an Alley

She wore that dress for a reason.

Before Sophia headed out for the night she gave one last look in her full length bedroom mirror and smirked to herself.

“He’s going to go crazy over this outfit”, she thought to herself with satisfaction.

A red tiny club dress that just barely covered her ass while cupping her thighs perfectly to show off their definition. The rest of the dress fit perfectly with the exception of her cleavage which splashed out of the significantly too narrow bust. Both breasts squeezed together and lifted perfectly for that heart stopping look. Exactly how Bryce likes it.

She insisted on meeting him at the club directly verus being picked up. She knew that if he got his hands on her before that they’d never make it out of the apartment… and she wanted to have a little fun tonight.

So far every single time Sophia had been a naughtly little tease she had been appropriately punished (to her complete and utter delight) by Bryce’s dominance. Her heart fluttered with anticipation hoping that this dress and heel combo might just provoke another session of dominant pushiment and uncontrollable passion from him.

Dads Best Friend part 3: 4 years later [M60F22] [age gap] [tease]

If you haven’t read part 1 & 2, please go back and read! This is a completely fictional story but based off of real people.

After my two incredible encounters with Dr Mike, I left his home a new woman. The confidence I felt after sleeping with an older man just oozed off of me, and I couldn’t wait to go to college.

Over the years I saw him maybe once or twice a year when he would visit my dad to go to a football game or something, but other than that I rarely saw him, let alone got to stay at his house. That is until after I graduated college. My parents announced that as a graduation gift, I would get to choose where we vacationed. (And yes I still vacation with my parents, it’s free!) I rattled off a few places, then my dad said “Well Mike just bought a huge new boat, we could always go stay with him, maybe take the boat to some islands or something?” Uhh what a great idea! I had been trying all through college to plan a weekend to go down there again, it just never happened.