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A baking surprise (MF)

One night I come over, some candle, wine, and italian food on my hand, you open the door wearing your favorite stay at home clothes. I greet you with a soft kiss on your neck, whispering in your ear “you smell and look lovely” you instantly get goosebumps and tell me “stop, that gets me horny” I walk to the kitchen, open the bottle of wine and serve us a glass, we sit and eat, I can’t keep my eyes off you, I get up, grap your glass and stick my finger in it and have you lick it, “what would you like for dessert?” You ask me, and I reply “I want you, all of you” as I massage your neck and scalp, kissing your neck. Your nipples get hard, I pick you up and bring you to the couch, lifting your shirt up and suck on your soft, plump breasts, licking your nipples and massaging the under side of your breast. You start to moan as I make my way to you belly button, I pour a bit of wine in it, and drink it, as some of it drips to your navel, and I follow it down with my tongue, as I gently kiss your inner thighs, mmmm, I hear you moan, I tease you my licking and kissing your pussy lips, and massage your clit with my finger, and when I feel you arch your back, I start to lick your clit, Mmmmm, you’re so wet and your juices taste so good, I eat you out slowly and passionately, your moans get louder and louder, you grab my head and push me deeper towards you, and the you tense up, I stick two fingers inside you while licking your clit, to massage your gspot, you grip the side of the couch as you arch your back, and with a loud moan you squirt all over me, I quickly grab the glass with little wine and try to catch as much of your squirt, fuck you taste so lovely. You open your eyes and see me with the glass that has your juices in it “what are you going to do with that?” You ask, and I reply “im going to use it to bake some cookies and tastes you in a different way” you smile, I help you up and we walk towards the kitchen to bake our cookies made with your sweet tasting juice.

Crystal with a D [MT]

I knew my parents marriage was falling apart and when they sat me down to tell me they were getting a divorce I wasn’t that surprised. I honestly didn’t give a shit. They tried to be “sensitive” and reassuring. I wasn’t 5. They want to fuck other people. So be it. Pretty sure my mom already was. She has always been kind of a bitch. In a couple of weeks she had cleared her shit out and left. My dad kept the house but he paid her off. It was summer and I decided to stick around for a few weeks until school started. My dad didn’t care. He worked a lot and traveled every other week.

When he was gone I liked having the house to myself. I would send the maid home and go skinny dipping in the pool. I had a weird thing for jerking off outdoors. I liked the way my big cock looked in the sun. Besides, nothing gets a chick wetter than a nice big cock with sparky pool in the back. In fact, few months ago, me mom caught me balls deep inside a chick I brought home. I yelled at her to fuck off and kept pumping. Didn’t even pull out. Read more »

My Morning Bus pt. 1

I was in darkness. Surrounding me was an endless void of eyes glowing in the dark. I look down to see that I’m completely naked. My tits pointed out from the cold and my slender body was covered in goosebumps. Embarrassment overcomes me as I hastily start covering myself up. I see a large white wave a few heads taller than me approaching quickly. The wave starts to break before my face and

Doo doo doo…

I swipe my phone to cancel the jumpstart music. It was a dream, but I can still feel those eyes on me. Goosebumps still cover my body…

I shimmy out of bed and get dressed for the day. I put on my white short sleeved dress shirt, black tie, navy coat, and navy skirt.

My mom yells from downstairs, “Katie hurry up or you’ll miss the bus!”

I grab my bookbag and run downstairs to find her holding my sack lunch and banana.

“Take this so you can eat a quick breakfast.”

“Thanks mom.”

I run towards the bus and luckily the bus driver sees me. I hurry to the back to take a seat, “thanks for waiting.” Read more »

My husband fucked my sister [F24] while I [F29] watched. [MFF][BDSM][Nonfiction]

My sister got laid off due to the pandemic and, to add insult to injury, her BF broke up with her just recently, so she had nowhere to stay, and we are still in semi-isolation so she came to live with me and my husband in stead.

She’s been somewhat depressed and stayed in her room everyday not talking to anyone, and there weren’t much things to do anyway. But the thing is, my husband and I are heavily involved in a SM relationship. Every night before bed he would whip me with his belt and fucked me really loud, and I was certain that my sister heard everything.

One day my sister asked me how long I’ve been involved in SM relationship with my husband and if she could watch. I asked my husband if it’s okay and he said yes. I felt really embarrassed. Maybe it was because she was depressed. Maybe it was because she broke up with her BF. Maybe it’s the pandemic. She was really eager just to try everything. Read more »

Slaves of Bucarra pt.2 (Beastiality) (F/F) (M/F) (Masturbation)

*Note: In this story I played a lot with fetishes and stereotypes and how I could fit them in a story, taking inspiration from art and literature I’ve read. In the story all women are very submissive, except for the main character [Selena Dantes](https://imgur.com/a/MlREMl5), who I hoped to tell the story around. It’s not finished yet, but how you enjoy the second part.*

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Selena didn’t listen and took a closer look at the slaves present, taking a hand glove from her pocket and putting her hand inside one of the slave’s pussy. She took her time, while the Baron wondered what she was trying to accomplish, until the slave finally came and she quickly took a sample of her cum. After disposing of her glove, she placed on another and took another sample, “I’ll send these to the laboratory.” She said rather coldly, “Let me see the rest.” Read more »

[MF] [rom] [1st] BUILDING TRUST – Jim seduces Claire by building trust in him and in his ability to love her. A young love erotic story.

**You can view full the illustrated version of BUILDING TRUST at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

Jim had been dating Claire for several weeks and had not been able to do anything but kiss her. It wasn’t that Claire did not respond. She did. Her breathing would become irregular and she felt herself become damp. But much to Jim’s frustration she stopped him when he tried to feel her breasts.

“Why,” he would quietly exclaim. Claire always responded, “Someone might see us.”

In fairness, Jim could understand because privacy was a real problem for them. Her family was always around and he could not take her to his house as he knew his family would object.

One evening they were walking near the elementary school. There was no moon and it was very dark. He guided her around to the back of the school and found the steps leading to the entrance. They sat and began kissing. Jim used a lot of lip and head movement. Urging Claire to respond by touching her lips with his tongue.

Claire soon was signing into his mouth and opened her lips so that his tongue could tease and persuade her to warm up. Read more »

RP by request: Daddy’s Girls • Chapter 4 • Laurie

The next day at school, the rest of the Daddy’s Girls could sense something was different with Beth. She was exuberantly bouncy, but seemed stiff somehow. She had a faraway look in her eye, and more than once had to be called out to snap out of her reverie. Ordinarily, the Girls would read these signs to sense that something was wrong. However, the smile never left her face. They let it rest until lunch.

They met at their normal gathering place, the large Oak tree off near the edge of the school property. Here, they sat in a circle, eating lunch and catching up.

Laurie noticed that Elizabeth kept shifting in her seat, unable to sit still. “Beth,” she asked between bites, “What gives? Ants in your pants?”

The other girls laughed, and Beth turned bright red. “No,” she replied, eyes downcast.

“Something you want to talk about?” Becky asked between bites of her sandwich.

“No, I’m good.” Beth took another bite of her sandwich, avoiding eye contact with the other girls.

The Circle had rules. If you wanted to talk about ANYTHING, you could; no judgment, no repercussions. Conversely, if you didn’t want to talk, no pressure. Read more »