Cream & Coco, Chapter 7 [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]

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I had to give myself a good talking-to the next morning. At the very least, I had to promise myself to keep the fantasies in my head, rather than let them manifest themselves in any real way. I leaned away from the mirror and did a once-over of myself before cupping one of my breasts. They were still aching, which was odd and mildly concerning. Had I slept on them wrong or something? Eaten anything unusual in the past few days? Nothing really seemed out of sorts, so I just decided to endure it and see how the day went.

There was a light rain outside, not helping the mood. Drew was in the kitchen, looking very panicked as he struggled with a pan and spatula. He glanced over at me as I entered, giving a rushed “Morning, mom,” before returning his attention to breakfast. I peeked in the pan and saw a disaster of an egg, the sunny side up with its yolk burst from the high heat and thoroughly cooked through. “Can’t even cook a goddamn egg,” he was muttering as he scraped it up and plated it.

Fun on family vacation (M/F) (sneaky) Pt. 1

Her family had invited me to go on a weekend vacation with them. You couldn’t tell from just meeting me you would have to get to really know me to know, I am one of if not the kinkiest person you’ve ever met. I’m a nice guy and won’t push any boundaries unless you do first, or if I call you mine. On their part however, I do tend to take risks and tend to be a massive prick with what I do. I saw the entire trip as a chance of me to be the dominant sexual prick I am.

We were driving up Friday night and coming back Monday morning. So that Friday we loaded up and headed off, night soon fell and it ended up me sitting against the door and feet propped against the opposite door, and her laying on her back on top of me. I was a decent actor and had been acting like I was asleep for a while. She was wide awake talking with her parents, lucky for me it was extremely dark with no street lights and an overcast night, she was wearing sweats .

What would you do with a slut like me? [MF]

You refreshed the reddit page again. Despite having just posted the picture a few minutes ago you were eager not only for the comments but also the videos of guys cumming all over you. It made you feel like such a slut. You slid your hand back down your panties and felt how wet your pussy was just with the anticipation.

A few minutes and messages later you were fully engaged, one hand massaging your breast and teasing your nipple, the other hand circling your clit. You let out a soft moan as you see another video come in.

“Being a little slut again are we?” his voice startled you from your bedroom door. You hadn’t expected him this earlier. “Saw my post did you? Have you come to show me what you do to a slut like me?” You shoot him a seductive look, knowing that your gorgeous eyes make him weak, not to mention your mostly naked body.

He slowly walks toward you unbotting and removing his shirt. You can feel his eyes sweeping over your body, the anticipation makes your pussy throb. He begins by tracing his fingers along your chest and stomach he stops hooking his index fingers into the top of your panties.

Sins from my Stepmother, Bk I (Ch 6-7) #taboo #stepmom #MILF #cheating #youngerolder

*This is a work of fiction.* *Any resemblance to actual or past events and individuals is entirely coincidental.* *All characters are 18 years of age or over.*

*Please see my earlier posts for Chapters 1-5.*

**VI**

I lay there on top of Mom for a few minutes. We were silent aside from the noise of our ragged breathing. Finally, I pulled myself up on one elbow and looked down at her. “Told you, it’d be worth it,” I said, a drop of perspiration rolling down my forehead and falling to her throat.

“Christ, Teddy, I think I just came twice. We need to talk about what you’ve been getting up to at college.”

I smiled and rolled off, leaning down to pick up one of the discarded towels from the floor. Then I sat up next to her and wiped her down. She still looked half-dazed, her long legs splayed apart and her big tits rising from her chest in the moonlight flooding through the window.

“Thank you, honey. I may have raised a sexual deviant for a son, but you’re certainly a gentleman.”

Euphoria Hotel Part 4: (MF) (freeuse) (fdom)

Later, Andrew reclined by the pool and watched two dudes fucking two girls on some nearby chairs. One dude came inside his girl and backed out of the scene. That girl positioned by her friend’s mouth, who licked her cream filled cunt while getting fucked from behind.

A woman in her forties walked up behind him and sat in the chair next to him. She was undoubtedly sexy with large tits pushed up in a sports bra and cascading brunette hair. “Hey” he greeted. She was eyeing him up and down. When she found his wristband, she smiled and said, “I’ll need to use you.” Andrew was stunned for a second, but realized the rules could go both ways. He smiled, thinking back to the rules. “I am at your service. Use me how you would like.”

Andrew experienced a rush of dovetailing nerves and excitement as this older woman led him over to a thinly veiled cabana. “Get me out of these.” He hastened to pull off her bathing suit and patiently waited for further instruction. She smiled. “Now yours.” He slid out of his bathing suit. Kneeling on the cabana in front of her, his cock was proudly standing at attention. “Nice. I love younger men. They are so…” she dragged the word, entranced by his erect staff, “cocky.” They both laughed.

My (M40) Wife’s Best Friend (F39)

Last year my wife and I went on a vacation with another couple who happen to be our best friend’s. We vacation a lot with them so all of us are really comfortable around each other.

Nothing all that sexual had ever really happened except a few times where the four of us went skinny-dipping. It was relatively tame and always led to some pretty good sex for my wife and I when we got back to our room. I think it was just a pleasant boost to our intimacy.

On this trip we had rented a house with two bedrooms, a pool and hot tub. One night we all drank a little too much and ended up skinny-dipping again. No big deal. My wife and I went back to the room, had some great sex and fell right to sleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night with a killer headache and needed an aspirin. I was naked but assumed I’d be fine going to the bathroom for my aspirin and then the kitchen for water. There I was naked as could be when my wife’s friend Jill came out of her room. She was wearing just a tank top (clearly no bra) and a pair of boy shorts.

[MF] [1st] [oral] IF I WAS YOUR GIRLFRIEND – A college girl’s first time is now only a memory, but what a memory.

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Maybe it was the party, maybe it was the trash-can punch, who knows, maybe I had just finally truly come to grips with my sexuality, but that night with Wayne will always seem fresh in my mind. I remember it almost every day, bringing up every detail and refreshing it in my mind so that it seems like it was only last night that I found myself wandering into the small, darkened bedroom in the depths of the frat house.

I didn’t see him there at first, the bright lights of the front room still sparkling in my blurred eyes. But as my vision adjusted, I realized that there was someone laying sideways across the bed.

“Oh,” I said, “I didn’t realize there was someone in here. I’ll go,” and I started to leave.

Whoever was on the bed raised his head and said, “Robin? Is that you?” I recognized the voice as Wayne’s. I paused for a moment, then turned back into the room.

“It’s me,” I said.

We’re sitting on the couch in my flat, all others blessedly absent. [MF] [the Birthday Boy gets a present] [e x t r a d e s c r i p t i v e] [oral] [possessive] [penetration] [coming inside]

You’re a bit tipsy, still wearing the rather frightful birthday crown I gave you at the beginning of the evening, hand innocently clasped in mine as we lean into each other. Rings from wine glasses adorn the table; *Star Wars* is finishing up.

“When do I get my present?” you mumble, leaning down to trail your long hair over my face.  “Oh, I’m sorry, is six drinks not enough of a present?”  “No. And I paid for half of them.” I leer up at you and click my tongue. “Fine. Let me go get it.” You double over to hold me still.  “Don’t leave!” 

“I can’t give you your present if you don’t let me go get your present. That’s physics.”  With a groan, you spring upwards, releasing me from your arms. “Fine.” I swish into my room, where your gift is already wrapped. But there’s still a bit to do. 

The wine has made you impatient. “Is it a pony? I hope it’s a pony.” 

The Change

It’s been a couple of weeks since I woke up… different. I think. Same room, same roommate, same family, but conflicting memories. Instead of being on the basketball team at my local community college, I was on the sidelines as a cheerleader. Instead of banging my hot roommate (and sometimes her friend), we stayed up late with the latest gossip. Instead of buying condoms every now and then, I had a ritual with birth control. Same major, same group of friends, even had the same reputation. Sexually, at least. 

I keep going back and forth, less and less sure if my other memories are just fantasy, or dreams. Or if they were real. But that doesn’t make sense. You don’t go to sleep as a guy one night, then wake up as a girl the next. Breasts suddenly inflating on your chest, muscle tone shifting across your body, hair suddenly growing long. And the genitals, certainly the cock I remember, the one I played with since it first became hard until I started sharing it with anyone who would take it. That wouldn’t switch into the slick slit between my legs?

The Retirement Fund Shag

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