[MF] [exh] ICE CREAM – A wonderfully graphic oral imagery.

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It was an impulse. One of those whims that strike suddenly, leaving them helpless. They had to stop. They had to have ice cream!

Double dip cones, hand made ice cream. Giggling like a couple of kids, they slid into the only available booth, one in the back corner of the store.

“You’re getting all messy,” he said, watching the ice cream roll down the side of the cone onto her hand. “Maybe it’s too much for you to handle.”

“Too much for me to handle?” She raised an eyebrow at that. Twisting the cone in her hand, she looked it over carefully. “I think I’ve handled bigger,” she said, a wicked note creeping into her voice. Pressing her tongue flat against the ice cream, she licked straight up the ice cream, her eyes half-closed. Repeating the motion, she worked her way around the cone, then captured the offending drip with the tip of her tongue.

His eyes were glued to her every movement, and he swallowed hard when she stopped and looked at him. “If I apologize now,” he said, “will you stop?”

She Plays For Him

She’d grown needy and waited for the time to pass, checking the clock as if it were a pot to boil. He’d made a bargain with her; play on her own or play later with him. To most, it was an easy choice, but she was greedy and never had to answer to someone else before. She chose to wait in hopes to enjoy herself more and to please him.

It felt like ages with every passing minute and hour. She could feel how wet her cunt was becoming, her panties soaked in sin. At last he was free of his obligations and joined her as he’d promised.

He told her to lay on her back and to spread her legs. He wanted her knees wide, her body open and accessible. She prematurely asked to touch her cunt, and he found this notion comical at best. He denied her request and instead told her to twist her nipples between her fingers. In an effort to redeem herself she instantly obliged. He instructed her to twist harder, to make it hurt. Though she winced from the pain, whimpering, she could feel how the hurt was morphing into pleasure. Deep down inside herself she could feel the electricity spread. More than ever she wanted to touch where, until further notice, he had forbidden.

Staying Employed, Part 4 (MF, Reluctance)

When I opened the door to Waterhouse’s office, his assistant was waiting patiently outside even though it was past the close of business. I simply nodded to her, my tongue too swollen and tired to even speak. My shoulders ached from my arms touching Waterhouse’s chest for so long, and my knees were bruised. She smiled in a friendly sort of fashion and I hurried away before she could talk. I hoped she didn’t go into his office anytime soon. By the time I had left he was nearly comatose on the couch, a line of drool hanging from his lips and his entire stomach painted in dried semen.

I felt painted in dried semen, even though I’d been careful not to let a drop of it in my hair or on my clothes. I’d gotten some on my lips, and even swallowed a little by accident during my ordeal. In his throes of pleasure he liked pushing my head down harder against his cock to increase the pressure. Still, I’d managed to avoid him actually slipping it inside my mouth, despite a few subtle attempts on his part to guide it in there. That his attempts were subtle told me that Ballard had been good to his word – he’d laid the ground rules out ahead of time.

[M/F] How I met my Step-father

My mother married my stepfather a year ago. They had dated 8 months before that. Funny thing is I met him first, before she did, and we haven’t told her.

I’m 20 now, but for my 18th birthday my BFFs took me out partying. One of my birthday gifts was a terrific fake ID that said I was 21. We danced and drank and I was having a ball when three older guys started hitting on us. Free drinks! There was this awkward hour where three guys and three girls tried to navigate the Great Mystery – who will couple with whom. Silent signals and meaningful glances go across and behind the gender lines. Call the guy I paired with Andrew. Just to keep this clear let me call my friends Kelsey and Tina, and the dudes they paired with Kevin and Thomas. Kevin’s apartment, with cannabis in the fridge, was nearby. We three young ladies got settled, got toasted, and got thoroughly fucked, mostly in the living room, no privacy. Andrew took me from behind, folded over the coffee table, the cold stone surface cooling my breasts. I’d have better lovers later in life, but the booze and grass put me in the mood and Andrew got me off twice. Kevin was nearby, pounding Kelsey into the sectional. He was the best-equipped of the three men, but Andrew had been more than enough for me. Kelsey made a lot of noises, lucky girl. By 4 am Tina and I Ubered back to our apartments; Kelsey stayed the weekend with Kevin.

Poetry & Blood Part 4.5 [FF] [Mind Control] [BDSM] [Vampire]

**Chapter 4.5: New Appetite**

**Laura**

Laura woke from the fevered dream drenched with sweat, but a strange peace surrounded her. She wasn’t sick or frightened. It wasn’t a nightmare. No, it was the same dream as before: the cat curled up to her, she pet it, and it bit her breast. Once again, she didn’t feel any pain. Instead, it was like relieving some pressure on her chest, something heavy she was carrying around.

She was covered in sweat, but worse than that, she was still wet from the night before. Or more like the week before. She was hoping she’d dream of Marcilla and be ready to cum as soon as she woke up. Hell, she’d accept cumming in her sleep if it meant relieving the constant distraction and pressure on her pussy.

The arousal was affecting her work. She had to read pages over and over because her mind would wander. She’d come back to focus three pages later and see she hadn’t made a mark in almost two thousand words. That’s never a good sign. Her productivity was more than halved and all her daydreaming and fantasies hadn’t made her life any richer.

Anniversary Trip

Kimberly and her husband took a trip to DisneyLand for their anniversary. They drove all day and night, only stopping when they had to just to get there as fast as they could. As the sun came up in the distance they saw the signs welcoming them to Disney. The were too exhausted from driving 15 hrs to be too excited. They drove to the hotel for a small nap and to wait for everything to open.

They walked to the room and got ready to lay down when Kimberly decided to go grab a drink from the vending machine. Wearing just her white fuzzy shorts showing off her long tan legs and a tight black tank top hugging her curves while her blue and purple hair cascaded down her shoulders and over her chest. Her sparkling blue eyes could bring any man to his knees. As she picked up her drink and turned around she noticed a man staring at her ass which slightly showed from under her shorts. She blushed as she tried to walk past him. He quickly muttered out “ Hi I’m Tyler, I’m sorry for staring you’re just so beautiful.” Causing her to blush even more.

Anonymous Train Friends

Air gushes throughout the platform as the train pulls into the station. I feel the breeze flow between my legs and under my mini skirt caressing my exposed pussy. The doors sound as they open, and I step into an empty carriage. I choose a seat and gracefully sit, making sure not to spread my legs too wide. Just as the doors signal to close, a man leaps in only just managing to clear the doors as he stumbles into my previously empty carriage.

His eyes find me immediately and greedily gloss over my body; he takes in my thin cropped top showing off my pierced nipples down to my hiked up mini skirt and exposed legs. I fidget under his gaze and avert my eyes; he takes it as an invitation. He’s tall with a muscular build, I notice his large strong hands, and, in a flash, I imagine them on me. His heavy footsteps towards me pull me back to reality and he takes his place in the seat to my right. The feel of our shoulders plush together sends a warmth spreading between my thighs and I press them together in the hopes that he does not notice. We both stare straight ahead as the train begins to pull out of the station.

Clementina, Part II [erotic horror, monster, MF, hinted incest]

I am still considering whether to continue this story, but I wanted to post one more installment before I made my final decision. I welcome your feedback, and read all comments, even if I haven’t the time to respond to all of them.

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Thanks for reading.

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Clementina

Part II

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I looked down at my leg. The rake had scraped across the skin, thankfully leaving just deep scratches and nothing more, though there was some initial signs of swelling from the impact. I swore.

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I scrambled through the crawlspace and cut off the main water supply, then surveyed the damage.

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The pipe had bent and ruptured, dumping a ton of water through the crawlspace and the entrance chamber to the cellar. The sump pump was running and the water level was already dropping. No real damage had been done besides the rupture.

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I was going to need about six feet of pipe to make the repair. While I had enough stashed in Clementina’s cellar for basic repairs, there was not enough to fix this mess. This was going to have to wait until I could go to the store in the morning. Clementina would be without water service until then.

He Fucked My Virgin Asshole [M/F]

My ass is still sore from last night, but fuck, was it hot. You see it in movies, you read it in books, but I don’t think you can ever prepare for an experience like this.

He was fucking my pussy, hard, and I was so turned on. It’s taken me a good couple years to enjoy rough sex, but I’m so glad we’re here. I was so wet, and it felt so, so, good—like I could cum at any moment. I could tell he was turned on too, and knowing that I was pleasuring him, made me even wetter. He was fucking me from behind when he stuck a finger in my ass. It felt strange, almost like a burning sensation, but knowing that he had his finger in a place that seemed so erotic, turned me on at the same time. He pushed his finger in and out, in and out, all while occasionally massaging my asshole with lube. At this point, my body and mind were in wonderland, as euphoria made me completely present to the moment. My pussy was wet as fuck. My asshole was being tortured, and I could literally feel myself drooling—begging for more. I felt like I was in one of those perverted anime stories, where the heroine with the huge tits enjoys getting fucked so much that it reads like a complete over-exaggeration. Except in this story, I was the horny pervert drooling all over the sheets.

Your surprising night out [FFM]

You, an attractive juicy 30yo woman, go out with your female friend to a bar, and meet a man who completely captivates you. His mere presence entrances you and somehow you know that you would do absolutely anything he tells you to. You really don’t understand what is happening because this has never happened to you. You notice that your friend is having a similar experience and seems oddly submissive because she is normally strong willed and extremely independent.

The man asks you what the two of you have planned for the rest of your night, and somehow your plan to meet your and your friends boyfriends fades away leaving your mind blank.

You both tel him that you are completely open and don’t have any plans and he suggests the two of you go to check his place out. You both agree in unison and he takes out his phone, sends a text, and tells you to walk in front of him in the sexiest way you can. Your bodies start moving towards the door, you minds in a meditative calm clear state, and the two of you walk next to each other in front of him doing your absolute best sexy walk, hips and ass pumping side to side, chest up and out pushing your breasts out on display. When the three of you get outside, you see a limo and think someone in the bar must be rich.