Her For Ever Virgin Chapter 2 Margo Vs Cyrus

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A stack of dissipating smoke rose where Amy one stood. Smelling the ashes which represented Amy’s absence Margo’s face curled to a smirk as a bulb went off in her head. She un locked her phone and began texting Cy. 

Ever since learning of the magical and becoming a confidant, Margot has been jealous of any woman who can call herself a witch. She often enjoyed telling Amy about all the trouble she’d cause if she were born with magic powers to which Amy would often sigh relief that wasn’t their reality. Accepting the facts, Margot has always opted to push Amy to be the best witch she can be both for her friend’s sake and the entertainment of seeing Amy become more powerful. 

Margo could easily imagine the awkwardness of Amy’s situation and maybe it wasn’t right for her to volunteer Cy like that. But what would be the harm in her just asking him? 

If it were up to Margo, she would just trick Cy into wearing the damn thing but she could already imagine that conversation in her head. *You can’t use magic to trick people like that for personal gain. It’s wrong. Blah blah blah blah.*

If you’re a straight guy, you need to hear this. Something happened over Christmas that’s so fucking hot it’s ridiculous, and I need to talk about it.

Hey! If you’re a straight guy reading this, it’s fine, I’m straight too. It’s just that something happened in my life these past holidays that I need to freak out with someone about. Please hear me out!

So I’m part of a small, but very close friend circle of two guys and two women (me being one of the two guys). One of the two women, S, I became very close friends with during high school, and myself and S met the other woman in the group, L, shortly after high school.

We were a close group of three friends for a little while, until we met the other guy in our group, Aidan.

We’re all in our late 20s-going-on-30s now, so it’s been a long time since then.

When we first met Aidan, we decided to bring him into our group because he basically had no other friends, and had always struggled to make friendships. Were it not for us, he would probably have struggled to find friends to this day.

Aidan is extremely shy and nerdy, and while the other three of us are pretty successful and have good careers, etc, he’s still struggling to get himself out there, and still lives with his parents.

Sympathetic Magic [MF] [fantasy] [plot] [wholesome] [feels] [magic university] [magic sex toys] [long]

*This is a standalone story with recurring characters. There are more [in my profile]( https://www.reddit.com/user/cresserelle/comments/gxvp4t/list_of_stupid_stuff_i_wrote/).*

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*The two fundamental laws that govern sympathetic magic are the Law of Similarity and the Law of Contact. Put informally, the Law of Similarity dictates that two objects which resemble each other will remain in a natural magical correspondence; the Law of Contact maintains that things which came in physical contact will continue to act on each other even after that contact had ceased. The most widely practised implication of these laws is that a magician can affect a person by acting on an effigy or a belonging of that person.*

*A magician may also project their senses out of their own body, as was the case with Marquess Gera’s famous spying glass eyes.*

*Principles of Sympathetic Magic*, Auring University Press, 7th ed.

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All great ideas seem totally obvious in retrospect. This is why Diane would later wonder why she only got this one so late into the class.

In my opinion, it’s not really surprising. Sympathetic Magic is a demanding course, and effigymaking is its worst part. It requires all of your attention, and keeps your mind from wandering into risky grounds.

To Davey, the trucker who took what he wanted [mf] [force] [rape] [breeding] [work] [degrading]

To Davey, the trucker who took what he wanted

Here’s your cliche “I didn’t expect so much attention.” (I really didn’t!) And WHEW, there certainly are some horny truckers on here. If you’re not sure what I’m talking about, you can check my post history. It’s short and sweet. Or maybe don’t, because anyone who has fucked me will probably recognize my pics.

Funnily enough, I’m almost sure one of you is the one who bent me over my desk. But let me back up a little…

Near the end of my time at my old job, I had made my rounds through plenty of the drivers and mechanics. Some were repeat offenders and some I only fucked because it felt mean to leave them out. I say that to say, some did get left out. On purpose. I have my reasons.

[M4F] Sleeping will my aunt

I am a computer science engineering student living with my aunt. She’s 10 years older but with massive boobs and curves to kill. We joke around and I help her whenever I can. On the surface level, we’re a normal family like any. But in secret, I always wanted to fuck her. But never had the guts to pull it off. So one day I discovered a hole in the bathroom door and my aunt was bathing naked. Her goddess like body and boobs were getting drenched. Water droplets sliding off her body. It was so hot that I started stroking my dick. She saw me through the hole but didn’t tell me anything. Later on, I wanted to sleep with her as there were other guests in our home and I didn’t have anywhere to sleep. SO I was sleeping with her and in the middle of the night, a groped her, sucked on her nipples, and even kissed her. She moaned but pretended to be asleep. When I went for her pussy she didn’t allow me. And the next day when I woke up she pretended everything to be normal. So I made another excuse to sleep with her that day and she allowed me. But when I went to bed I realized something was different. My aunt was moaning. It was low and muffled but I could clearly hear her. I pretended to be asleep at first but later wrapped her waist with my legs. Pulled her closer and kissed her like the night before. Then slowly went for her pussy. Surprisingly it was wet. So rubbed her clit and she started moaning, opened her eyes, and started kissing me. Before I could say anything, she pulled my pants down and started riding.

The Futanari Pet (Story) — Smut Ensues? Perhaps a Story Ahead? Idk but here’s the Preface:

I was investing a lot of my time into finding someone who could take care of me, as a futa it was hard to control my urges a lot of the time and businesses weren’t too keen on allowing multiple bathroom breaks in between breaks. I had been without income for a couple weeks, scrolling through fetish websites and the depths of the web who were looking for people like me. Being a futa wasn’t exactly the norm although people were aware they existed and were either disgusted or fetishized it. I was willing to capitalize on the ladder.

I was on the chubbier side, having a small tummy overhang and being thick and curvy all the way around. My breasts were naturally large and my nipples looked like cute, swollen pink, dollops on my chest. My back had a sharp curve the way it contoured and molded into my ass, being soft, jiggly, and a problem to get jeans to go over. I have a short and silver faux hawk, with several facial piercings and tattoos as well as stretched lobes.Unfortunately for me, the average cock size for a futa was much larger than the average males being a full nine inches in length and at least two inches in diameter. Mine, at its hardest, was at three inches in length and two and a half inches in diameter.

My first and last lap dance (f) (vainilla)

A few years ago I (f) was working as a waitress/ dancer in a small club. I never gave anybody lap dances, cause it was exclusive work for the strippers and I could get in trouble.
Anyway, one night the club was almost empty, just a few guys there and there..drinking. We were about to close and go Home BUT I suddenly see a group of men ( I guess it was a sad bachelor party or something like that)
A few of them we’re pretty drunk and dumb.. except for this handsome dude ( 30s… fit…tall and dark) who was staring at me from the other side of the bar
I was dressed in my waitress uniform ( short skirt, top, boots). To be honest I was bored as hell, and wanted some action so I walked over there and asked him if he’d like a lap dance. He said : ” oh but I thought you were a waitress…of course I’d like a lap dance, babe”.
His voice and stare really turned me on. I started to softly dance…rubbing against his jeans…damn he was hard at the first minute. I can’t describe the rush and the adrenaline I felt.
I kept dancing and moving my hips against him until the music stopped.Then I said…” Do you want to keep dancing? Come with me”.
We ended up having sex in the bathroom of the bar. Damn it was the best orgasm ever. Also…it was first and last lap dance.

My favourite double standard [MM] [Shower sex] [Romantic] [Vanilla]

“Hnngghh!” Jacob groaned. “This is the best part about visiting your parents.”

“Mmmmhhh!” 

I could barely respond. If I’m honest I didn’t really hear what Jacob had said. I was too focussed on his cock sliding in and out of my ass. Hot water poured from the shower head onto my back and between my spread cheeks. The wet sound of Jacob’s hips slapping against my ass bounced off the tiled walls. I reached back to touch him. I loved being bent over like this but I still missed holding him close to me. Jacob wasn’t wrong, shower sex was a great perk of seeing my parents. 

Mom and Dad are old school. The ‘homosexuality is a sin’ type of old school. Obviously, that meant I was still in the closet to my parents, which was not something I was at all okay with, believe me. But, in a funny little loophole, it also meant that I was the only one of their children that could have sex at home. 

[M4F] My neighbor is a MILF [RP]

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

I’m an engineering student who does part time. My neighbor is married to an old guy who’s always travelling and barely home. She’s 33/34. Every morning when I live for my classes, I bump into her. She asks about my day and where I’m going and when I’ll return. This continued for a while. Whenever she’s talking to me she lean towards me or bends to expose her cleavage. One day when I was returning to my apartment, I saw her front door was open. I muffled moan wad coming out of it and I peered inside to find out my neighbor os touching herself while uttering my name. It turned me so on that I went back to my apartment and jerked off. 2 days after she called me to her apartment to help her with something.

(Basically this is the plot)

Disclaimer: I’m looking for someone who’s equally going to participate and focus on details. If you’re smart and nerdy then you get extra points. If we hit it off then it might turn into something more. I’m willing to talk about SFW stuff as well. I’m open for all kinks except beastiality, poop related stuff, underaged, gore/violence.
I’m a switch.

SisDomme

Let me know your thoughts.

I know the grammar is bad, but I urge you to look past it.

Enjoy.

**13-01-2021**

Jamie: The tables feel’s cold, against my cheek, and the rope is biting into my wrists and ankles. My shoulders and glutes are going numb, and I am dying with the anticipation, I cannot hold it in any longer. This is literally pushing the surprise a bit too far. I wish I could at least peak at what is happening than just feeling cold, tied to this table half bent over it and spread like a starfish.

Jamie: Why am I feeling wet near my ass hole, is that lube?

Jamie: I wish, whatever happens I would be able to walk okay after a few hours. Last time I was unable to walk without groaning for 3 days and was feeling pain all the week, whenever I sit.

Jamie: Oh God, No. Oh, God No. Oh, God No. This isn’t going to end well for me.

Jamie: Fuuuccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk….. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssssss Nooooooooooooo. *Yelling at the top of his lungs*