Quarantined with Kell, Part I [incest][MF][aunt/nephew]

My first attempt at a story like this went in a direction I didn’t intend, but this one will stay more on track.

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I welcome feedback and thoughts in the comments. Thank you for reading.

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Quarantined with Kell

Part I

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I walked down the front steps of my apartment and dropped my suitcase and overnight bag on the sidewalk. The moving van had cleared out a couple hours before and I had borrowed a vacuum from my neighbor to give the place a once over before I grabbed a quick shower and headed down to the sidewalk.

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I was going home for a couple of months. The quarantine was coming, so my parents had offered to have their kids come home to ride things out with them. I was going to move back in to the room I had occupied as a kid, and my sister Bridget and her fiancee, Ethan, were going to be in the guest bedroom. We would all be working remotely until things settled down.

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It didn’t make sense to pay rent on my apartment while I was gone, so I terminated the lease and stored my stuff.

Mason’s First Full Physical [Complete Story][M/M][First Time]

Mason Johnson is, as of two weeks prior to his appointment, a handsome and athletic young man of 19 years. A few weeks after his birthday he was on track to begin his first semester at the university he’d been dreaming of for years. He had his classes registered, his dorm picked out, and he was accepted into the athletics program. Except, of course, for one small issue in the admissions process. It would seem that somebody forgot to verify Mason’s health records ahead of time. Needless to say the athletics admissions official had an awkward chat with mason, and he would need to get into his GP’s office to rectify this, and get his info updated.

His normal GP was three hundred miles away, having moved only a few months ago, so clearly that was going to be an issue. ***Ok, no big deal***, Mason thought, ***I’ll just schedule with someone new and get it over with.*** So, that’s exactly what he did, he called his usual office and after an oddly long call with a particularly perky secretary, Mason had an appointment with one Dr. Harold Call. He wasn’t familiar with him, but he figured he couldn’t know every practitioner in an office he hadn’t been in for over a year.

A thanksgiving special (M/F) (Implied impregnation)

The holidays are a lovely calming time for most, but for me I see opportunity. It was a thanksgiving dinner at her family’s house. We were a very passionate couple in what we did and it only made us closer that we were very similar people. We had made a pact neither of us were allowed to masturbate, or have sex. The first one to snap lost, I had been fighting off the urges for the past two days waiting for this dinner. Up to actually was quite a boring story until a certain scenario was brought up. Her mother had brought up the idea of us staying in her old bedroom considering we lived quite a long drive away, she started to decline then I jumped in and said we would be delighted to stay.

A cumslut’s gamble (m dom,f sub) (cum fetish)

Margaritas and bets don’t mix.  I’m being glib now, but man, did I fuck up.  I’m really not the kind of girl who does dirty stuff, I don’t really know how to talk about it.  I’m a wife, a graduate student, have only had a handful of boyfriends prior to my husband.  My sex life isn’t strictly vanilla, but I’m certainly not a slut.  I don’t know why I ever decided to bet my husband…I guess I’m back to blaming the margaritas.  But, I’m digressing, I guess I’m avoiding the subject at hand…

A couple months ago, after a couple of margaritas at my favorite Mexican restaurant with my husband, I was feeling warm ALL over.  I was making plans for when we got home, already thinking about what I was going to do to him. Feeling playful, I, half jokingly, told my husband that I was going to make him cum within five minutes when we got home.  He laughed, and said to me “I bet I make you cum before you make me cum”.  

“I know you’re good, but I’m better,” I replied, “I bet you anything I get you off within 5 minutes”.  

Lady of the Forest pt.1 (Lesbian) (violent rape)

This is a fictional fantasy story that contains love, lust, friendship, but also violent rape and gore. I certainly don’t take it lightly and didn’t write it for the sake of it as it progresses the story. Any criticism is welcome.

Greece, Messenia. Deep in its forests, where mortals did not try to thread, by the largest lake, or ‘Avanos’, where the most beautiful creatures lived. They looked human, yet carried such beauty, such grace and divinity around them. Mortals called them Nymphs, though did not know whether they were kind or dangerous. They actually were neither. The Nymphs were led by a creature different from any other. She was unique, almost as if she was a goddess. She was the embodiment of nature and not even the Nymphs had seen her true form. They only heard her voice whispering to them.

At daylight they would dance in circles in her honour and to praise nature itself. They would often dance just around the forest in bliss, which made the forest bloom just by their presence. The world of mortals was unknown to them, not caring for any material objects. As they were born naked in the world, so they carried out their lives in the purest ways, not caring for clothing. Why hide what nature had provided them? They showed grace through character and through beauty. One of the most beautiful was known by the name Enya. Nymphs were not infallible. They could be jealous and more.

The Housesitter [FFM] [Married Couple] [College Girl] [Teaching] [Orgasms] [Threesome] [Watching] [Happy Ending]

I reach for your hand on the car ride home. “I’m so glad we finally had the chance to get away for a few days,” I sigh contentedly. You lift your hand momentarily from the stick shift to give my fingers a squeeze. “You deserved it babe,” you say softly.

I smile and turn my face out my window to watch the lights pass by. Turning back to you, I blurt out, “Ana is already quite the looker eh?” I suggestively push at your leg, sure that you’ve noticed too. Your brow furrows as you ask “Who?”

I can’t decide to laugh or sigh at your usual obliviousness. “The housesitter!” I cry. “She’s hot! And she definitely has a crush on you bub.” You glance over at me, eyebrows raised above your glasses now. “She does?” you ask in clear shock. I roll my eyes at your expression. “Uhh-yeah,” I respond. “Really I don’t even know why I let you drive her home…wait, no actually I do,” I laugh again, in love with your obliviousness.

“Well, I…I,” you start. I laugh again. “You are too much old man,” I tease, giving your knee another squeeze. “I just…couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she is becoming…”

Just a Tease- I get what I deserves

The following is a true story that happened some years ago. I was 23 at the time and hitchhiking through the mountains of British Columbia. I’d been dropped off in a small town and was sitting having a coffee in a truckstop along the highway, hoping for a trucker to walk in that was going my way. I sat there for half an hour or so in a booth with my knapsack propped up beside me making it obvious that I was traveling. Two older guys came in and sat in the booth across from me and asked the waitress to see menus. I listened to their conversation as I gazed out the big window at the parking lot and nothing in particular and gathered that they were on a week long fishing trip and headed my way. They were in their early fifties, a little overweight, kinda geeky and really paying me no mind, they ordered their food and were drinking coffee and chatting about their trip. I was getting a little discouraged as no truckers going my way had come in yet, the ones that were there were going the other way. I’d never had trouble getting a ride before no doubt due to the fact I am a good looking young woman, I kept my blond hair short and wore baggy clothes which covered my voluptuous build, I had a slim frame with nice hips and a large chest that guys loved to notice.

Picture This

“Hmm, blue,” Jen said. Tiff hands her a spray can. Jen sprays it but red paint 

comes out. “You jerk” she laughs, throwing the cap at Tiff “Monkey’s paw rules, bitch.” Tiff responds, pointing at her hoodie with the popular band, Orangutanz, logo. Jen facepalms and says “I hope you’re proud of yourself,” “Indeed,” They share a laugh and continue painting on the walls of an abandoned factory. The end result was a mural of a hooded figure standing on a pile of mangled corpses with the blood of their entrails forming into a scythe with a text at the bottom reading: “Join the family!” With the hooded figure gesturing anyone unfortunate to look in that direction to come to it. “Perfect,” Jen said in approval as she and Tiff gawk at their work. “Just needs a few finishing touches to bring it home a-” 

“STOP RIGHT THERE!” a demanding voice echoed through the tunnel. Jen and Tiff dart their gaze towards the source. They see a policeman dashing towards them with everything he was worth. “GO GO GO GO!!!” Jen orders as Tiff drops her spray can, while Jen holds onto hers.

My Sister Lizzy Part 8 [M18] [F21] [MF] [MM] [FF] [BDSM]

Looking down I could see Lizzy’s pussy wide open and a ton of cum poured out as it began to shrink.

“Holy Christ, that was so good, I don’t think I could do this on a regular basis but “Holy fuck” that was intense.”

As Lizzy rested, Tom managed to stand and stretch, his cock still hard as nails stood proud.

Dave and I were in awe of having watched Tom loose his virginity to the girl we loved.

What was even more amazing was that moments later Lizzy was ready again.
How did we know?

Lizzy spread her legs and asked if Dave and I would fuck her front and back.
That is a request that she didn’t have to ask twice.

Dave laid down on his back, while Lizzy mounted him. As she bent over I lubed up her ass and began the process of working my way past her little ring.

As Dave and I began to create a rhythm, Tom was closely watching the action, his face just inches from the point of our coupling.

Sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll

“Sacra-fucking-mento, how you doing?” Dick Fury shouted to the crowd. The normal incoherent “woo” and “yeah” responses came flooding back, the wave of sound hitting Dick on the stage. Dick launched back into his usually stage banter. “I’m having a good fucking time too. So good it should be criminal… In fact I’d say having this much fun is… barely legal…”

The crowd roared as the band launched into “Barely Legal.” The F-Ups had songs about social issues and tearing down the oppressive systems that keep the common man down… but their biggest hit was about fucking teenagers. Dick thought it was just as well. In twenty years of playing punk (pop punk if he was really honest with himself) they hadn’t toppled a single power structure, but all of them had fucked a ton of a teenagers. “Barely Legal” had actually started out being about voting, but since it was on the major label debut the suits wanted something edgy yet marketable and youth voter turnout didn’t fit the bill. So instead he leaned into the title (which Dick had intended to be cheeky) and wrote a song about the pleasures of fucking 18-year-olds. Speaking of, it was time for Dick to scan the crowd for tonight’s offering. There were a lot of options.