The Tribe of Kundala: The Wedding ritual. (Incest) (Father-daughter) (Tribal) (Gangbang)

(All characters are 18+)

Weddings in Kundala differ from weddings in the west and other cultures quite starkly. While a wedding in the west may represent the unity of two souls. A wedding in Kundala is symbolic ritual that shows a father passing on the ownership of his daughter to a man he trusts. Of course, whether the father wants to pass on his daughter or not is a choice that is entirely his. He can keep her as his sole breeding vessel for the rest of his life if he wishes.

However, if he chooses to marry her off, this doesnt mean the fathers rights do not still apply to her. If a father visits his daughters home it is considered disrespectful not to greet the man who raised you with your mouth around his member and eventually your womanhood as well. As long as he is there his authority outweighs her husbands authority and the daughter must oblige to anything he says. The Kundali have great respect for their elders within their culture so this is seen as only right.

Luna and Riley Ch.06 – Big Changes [Incest] [Futa] [Sub/Dom] [Lesbian] [Fiction]

*Disclaimer: This story is dramatically fictitious and possesses depictions of completely unrealistic and unattainable body standards. If that isn’t your forte then you may not find this story to your liking. If you decide to read the story regardless I thoroughly hope you enjoy it! Thanks!*

*Notice: You should read the earlier chapters, so that the story makes more sense. Your choice though, hope you enjoy it regardless. xoxo*

### Chapter 6: Big Changes

Riley squinted as she woke up, her eyes adjusting to the dim, cool, early morning light. The room was still and silent, except for the slow, quiet breaths of her sister, who warmed the bed next to her. Riley was unsure of what had awoken her when suddenly she felt an odd sensation at her chest. It felt like her muscles were pulsing between tense and relaxed states.

At first, the sensation was calm and barely noticeable, but as time went on, the effect became more and more powerful. In addition, after a minute or two, it was no longer just her chest that was being affected, but rather her whole body. She could feel muscles flexing and relaxing, deep inside her, that she didn’t know existed.

[MF] Watching my only college friend get forced to orgasm in front of her friends

My first year of college was really my sexual awakening. I think back to those moments frequently and have them recorded in detail in a diary I keep under my bed. This is the first of 4 stories that I really want to share with you all.

I was in a new city and new school with no friends. Sexual frustration had been building as I was approaching 2 years since my last relationship had ended. In my first week of classes I had only managed to make 1 friend. Zoe, a girl I would casually talk to during Biology. Mostly she talked at me. She was a bit wild and would mostly talk about crazy or dumb things she had done. A lot of it was sexual and I didn’t really have anything to add to a conversation like that.

Before college I had always been a fairly conservative girl. A bit of a tomboy growing up with 3 older brothers. And I would describe myself as nerdy since I read a lot, didn’t really party, and played video games pretty frequently.

[MF] [inc] [mast] Aaron and Jael (Part I)

“No, Jael” he screamed as he kept pointing at the results on his laptop. “You don’t understand. We’re half siblings”. I had never seen him this worked up over anything. Not that I had known Aaron all that long. Just six months. And a lifetime apparently.

We met on Tinder, like thousands of others do every day and night in the hustle and bustle of New York City. I liked his smile, I liked his cheesy profile jokes, and I liked that he was Jewish, like me. I always grew up thinking I’d meet a nice Jewish boy and have nice Jewish kids. And even though most of my Tinder escapades resulted in nothing more than disappointing drunken sex, I thought Aaron might be different. He felt oddly comforting, familiar even if unknown. Oh how little did I know!

We chatted for a bit, and then took our chances with COVID in a recovering city, and went out for a drink. I liked him. He liked me. We texted obsessively. For hours every day. And then we met up again. His place. He cooked dinner. We fucked.

Listening to My Dad Fuck (Solo)

This one made me feel grimey, I hope you enjoy.

Like most marriages, the one between my parents started when they were too young and ended with an ugly divorce. I was just a boy, maybe ten years old at that time, so naturally I became used as a bargaining chip throughout the whole separation process. When the dust settled, my mother was awarded the house and custody of me and I’d see my father on weekends at the apartment he was renting at the other end of town. For a few years things went along just fine like this, or as fine as it could be. They both started dating other people, but my father couldn’t find a woman to stick around. Some women lasted for a year or so, but never much longer than that. My father’s living situation would change with almost every woman he got serious with. Sometimes they would move in with him, but usually he’d go to live with them.

It never seemed like it at the time, but as I got older I realized that he was just barely getting by. I found out that he had cheated and was paying a lot in child support, which left him struggling financially, but he always made it work, somehow.

Desiring My Roommate Part 8 [MF]

I stood in my doorway completely frozen in place as I looked at Beverly stretched out in my bed. She moved one hand down to her pussy and started to play with her clit. With her other hand, she put a finger in her mouth and started to suck on it. She was watching me as she did this and I felt my cock begin to grow.

I walked towards her and quickly took off all of my clothes. My hard cock was freed from my underwear and it jutted out towards her. Beverly continued to suck her finger as she looked at my throbbing cock. There was precum already leaking out of my cockslit and some of it dribbled down to the floor.

“I want your mouth on my pussy,” Beverly commanded as she took her wet finger out of her mouth and rubbed it on her clit.

I moved towards her and put my eager lips on her pussy. I kissed it at first with my lips touching her labia and then her clit. I slowly extended my tongue out to part her labia and taste that sweet nectar of her pussy. She was already wet and my tongue lapped at her juices. I swallowed it and moved my tongue forward to get more.

Easy Mode (Part 4) [MF][MF][Mast][Md][MC][Exh][Voy][Oral][SciFi]

**Easy Mode (Part 4)**

**The story so far:**

Henry accidentally walked into traffic. End of Story. Well…that was, until he ‘respawned’ a few moments earlier, and he realized there was more to his reality that he was previously aware. He now seems to have access to auxiliary layers of reality, and better yet, control. His access to hidden insights allows his to seek quick paths to sex, and made him realize his wife has a bit of a wild side…his neighbors, too.

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**Whois (Level 0, 9 XP)**

I didn’t do much of anything until the next afternoon. The evening with my neighbors had been a little weird, certainly unexpected, but not unpleasant. At the very least, it wasn’t cheating, since my own wife had been present—participated, even—during the evening, but I was near-giddy at having slept with two other women in one day. After we left our neighbors’ place, Karen treated the rest of evening as a normal Thursday night, getting her stuff ready for the next morning, watching a little TV, and going to bed at a reasonable hour. I thought I would have trouble getting to sleep, but honestly, I had the best rest I’d had in as long as I could remember.

Can someone help?

There is this girl, she is into striking. Can someone write something as a starting point for me to send to her to get her revved up. We are not together and we have been friends for a long time I just like teasing her from time to time as she does it to me. Yea there is a lot of sexual tension between us but we are always with other partners…

Angel Eyes [m] [f] [Str8] [swing]

He enters a tavern, pup, bar, whatever the fuck it is, he just needs a drink. He’s used to flying solo, but feels almost naked without his wing man, even if it’s just to shoot the breeze. It’s almost a tradition at this point. Business has sent them to opposite sides of the country simultaneously. Fine, they’ll be time for celebration later. Right now, he needed a drink before the long haul to his next destination.

It’s dark, musty. What a bar should be. There’s smoke in the air; thank God there’s no smoking laws here like they have in California or New York. Pussies. Standing at the bar, he orders his man drink; 151 with coke; the haul is gonna be that long; and lights a cig of his own. Sitting on an empty stool waiting for his liq, his head randomly finds its way facing towards the corner as being guided by some unknown force. That’s when he notices her.

Hallmark [M+F; cheating; hot wife]

Pride. Pride in conquest. Pride in subjugation. That is why I did it and that is why I couldn’t stop doing it. Send him away marked. My hallmark, my brand. May not be permanent but a demonstration of my dominance and his submission to me, for now.

From behind I could see it. Little stepped crescent, like the moon at the crease of his neck and shoulders. A little red and a little raised. I smiled as he bent to retrieve his jocks and pulled them up. His buttocks flexed as he straightened his back. I had stroked those buttocks and could attest to the soft cool skin underlain by firm muscle, fleetingly hard. I marveled watching the muscles clench. The light from the window cast Brett’s body into deep relief. Ridges bright punctuated by dark valleys. I had just run my fingers through those vital shapes brought to life by our urgent coupling. Although I had been sated repeatedly, I felt the return of desire as I watched his arm arc up to rub the mark I had left.