Cream & Coco, Chapter 15 END [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]

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I had stopped screaming and gotten myself under control by the time Drew ran over, “under control” being a relative term. After all, I was the one who taught him to stay calm during crisis management; I was no stranger to keeping a level head. Yet for some reason I was especially rattled tonight, so it was fortunate that Drew took charge. He cast one look at the roadkill on my bed and grabbed my hand, leading me away as he whipped his phone out. Sitting me down on the couch and gently turning my chin to face him so I wasn’t looking toward my bedroom, he dialed a number. The person on the other end answered on the first ring.

“Hey, it’s me,” he said grimly, peeking out the windows into the street. “Yeah, we were right. Can you send somebody? What are you talking about? He’s mine. You don’t understand, he was *in our house!* Lexi, I swear to God, don’t deny me this.”

The haunted house in Connecticut (Part-1) [MF]

Joan was alone in the house that night, her husband Mike had to catch the last New York flight of the day as his firm had called the conference at eleventh hour. Joan had never stayed all alone in her life and didn’t want him to go but she also understood how important his career was for their future.

Their house was the last one in the lane, only deep and deserted woods started from there. Joan liked peaceful places where she could enjoy her writing work and that had factored into their decision to buy the house two months ago. But now, Joan was dreading being all alone in her bedroom in the midst of a quiet night. To distract herself, Joan decided to check her WhatsApp messages.

But as soon as she turned to fetch for her phone, Joan trembled in fright as she saw a shadow in the cupboard mirror. But a moment later, it was no longer there. Joan shut her eyes tightly and convinced herself that it was all her imagination. She started thinking about what Mike must be doing right now, had he checked into the flight already? Joan slowly started drifting into sleep.

[FF] The Beautiful Bartender

I didn’t go to many bars, but this was a special one. It was sat at the edge of the city, which mean walking a long way, but it was worth it. Because one of the bartenders was hot as fuck.

Okay, I know what you’re thinking. “This guy’s just another asshole who hits on the bartender.” Well, jokes on you, reddit user. I’m not a guy. I am five foot four and 120lbs of all-American woman. And, for the record, she was the one hitting on me.

The first time I went, I was struck by her eyes. How bright and clear they were, a deep blue that pierced my soul, offset by her rusty auburn hair. She was tall, which I’m into, and powerful, which I’m definitely into. I like my women like I like my coffee: able to hurt me if I’m not careful.

I didn’t even know her name, but at least three times a week I made the lengthy commute to the bar at the edge of town, hoping I would see her. I even started making a note of her shifts, so I wouldn’t waste a journey. Looking at her filled me with a deep yearning, a desire to be dominated and used. I don’t believe in love at first sight, but I sure as hell do believe in lust at first sight.

Pleasant Surprise – Big Dick

“I don’t know, Doc. I just feel so conflicted.” I exclaimed as my therapist grabbed his iPad and attached his swiper to take my money.

He replied, “Well it sounds like you should revisit some things from recent years that you can’t quite let go of. Before we meet next time, I want you to try to resolve one interpersonal conflict. This could be old or something that comes up; doesn’t matter. Just do something to take a stand.”

“Alright,” I said before I walked out of the door.

As I walked to my car I continued to take deep breaths. Therapy lately had become stressful since we were drudging up the past in recent weeks.

“Sometimes sex is just sex, and there is no deeper meaning,” I said to myself as I hopped in my car to head towards home.

That day my therapist and I were talking about a gentlemen that I had relations with in grad school.

I would occasionally get drunk and send one something stupid, but that had been the only contact we’d had in about 5 years.

[MF] [rom] A DAY ON THE WATER – A summer day up at the lake on our boat, one thing leads to another… A boat sex story.

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It was late summer, and we’re out on a boat, taking in the hot California sun. I love looking overboard watching the ripples of the water. You bought me a really beautiful bathing suit to wear which I wear proudly. It shows the better part of my butt and my voluptuous bust.

I’m hanging over the edge of the boat watching the blueness of the water when I felt you move up behind me. You pressed against me, pushing your body against mine, almost shoving me overboard.

I feet your hard cock pressed against the crack of my ass and you rubbing it against me. Then I hear you moan because you love doing this and I feel your pre-cum run down the cheeks of my ass, like a lotion and I know that you have it out and you’re playing with it…

I feel your strong hand on my back, pushing me forward more and your other hand moving my bikini-bottoms aside… Your legs pushed mine open.

I Need Someone to Make an Audio Version of This

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I had this written by someone recently and now I want an audio version. Mostly so I can hear that cocksucking instead of just reading about it. Nothing is hotter than hearing a woman get her mouth invaded by a cock mid-sentence.

Why I like going down [MF]

I like it. Cunnilingus. Licking pussy. Eating cunt.

I like going down. I like calling it going down.

Because first we are usually kissing, touching, the pulsing glow of our bodies transitioning into a sexual state. Facing one another, licking and nuzzling and pulling in a way that is deeply intimate and personal and immediate. And we are aware of the miracle that this contact of our mouths and shoulders is activating deep and rolling wells of pleasure in our genitals. And also not aware because such feelings are immediate and outside of the bounds of time and reflection. We’re just making out and inviting our bodies to touch and touching eachother in ways and places that are precious in the sense that they are rare. These are exquisite moments that precede going down, and the act is then that much more fulfilling for it. The foreplay is a part of going down.

And because of all this, going down has the feeling of traveling to a new place. Going down, to a new intimacy and a new pleasure. New vulnerability, doubly vulnerable – hers, of lying exposed and open, accepting and inviting; mine, of surrendering myself to her pleasure, of giving all sexual agency to my tongue and mouth.

The Christmas Present [F] [NBM] [Assisted Masturbation] [Helping Hand]

**Please go easy on this story it is the first one I’ve ever written like this and any for that matter. Feedback would be great.**
Edit 1/1/21: tag in tile is suppose to be FF sorry about that
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Molly had woken up on Christmas day as she got up from her bed and rubbed her eyes she looked at her phone to notice to what time it had been. She had forgotten about the day since she was spending it alone and wasn’t expecting anything she still wanted to talk with her parents at the end of it. and by the look of the clock reading 2 pm she had slept in a good couple of hours and had a late start. She went to the bathroom and took off her clothes to look into the mirror and see her perfect round breasts and nicely trimmed bush that sat right above her pussy. She couldn’t help to rub her pussy having a massive libdo and all but stopped her self, cause the night would bring her so much joy to a rather boring quarantine Christmas.

A Swimmer’s Tale- She masturbated for the first time at age 20

Every girl’s magazine will tell you that masturbation is normal. They are aimed at young girls, but for me it was all a lot of words. I am now 24 and I only masturbated for the first time when I was 20. Not many people believe me, but it is entirely true. 

Perhaps it was because I lived in a small city, about an hour by train from Sydney, which was just large enough to have its own full-size swimming pool. Perhaps it was because my folks were very keen for me to do all the right things. I did music and sciences and art and ballet, but the only thing I really, really loved was swimming. 

From the age of 11 onwards I started going to the pool every week and it became my second home. At that age it is almost impossible to swim properly, muscles are not developed well enough. But soon I got older and got bigger muscles and before long I was in school competitions and then state finals.