Don’t be Afraid to Ask [MF][anal play][toys][oral]

*Everyone is over 18, the guy is the one taking the toys.*

I had not been feeling well lately, with school and the state of things being what they are. I had been locked in my office for weeks trying to stay on top of responsibilities and had not been a part of the household save for the odd half day of burnout. Fortunately, my fiancée didn’t hold that against me.

On this night, she invited me to shower, once my classes were done in the evening, saying she needed one and thought I could use the break and despite the press of schoolwork I agree because I’m stressed, not crazy. We washed and talked and as we neared the end, she looked at me and asked if I think she needed to shave everything. We both like her to be smooth but the answer is still of course not. We kissed and she hinted at wanting to do something other than finish her self-pampering in the hot water. I had been thinking the same thing, caught between feeling like the weight of my work is keeping me from reciprocating properly but needing a release from the confines of my emotion. She had been thinking bedroom, but I gave in to me base desires and tell her no, right here. Her small complaint about the noise carrying outside the bathroom is quelled when I tell her she will be quiet with a mouthful of cock.

100 Fucking Words

*A 100 word dirty story based on a word from a random generator…*

**Rice**

Amanda started Saturday with coffee, a pipe of Durban Poison, Scooby-Doo, and spicy fried rice. After the gang solved the case, she switched to watching porn.

Neil heard moaning and investigated. Amanda was on the couch, legs spread, a huge strap-on protruding from her bathrobe. Her lubed hand stroked in time with the man on the screen.

Neil’s cock swelled painfully as he dropped his robe. While he stroked himself, Amanda roughly stretched his asshole and he moaned. “Sit on my cock,” she commanded. He squatted until the head was inside, then slammed down and rode her until he exploded.

MILF thirsting for your cock in the Cafe [MF]

You’re in a line at a Cafe, waiting to place your order…

I’m standing right in front of you, close enough for my perfume to fill your nose. You can smell my well-dressed, wavy hair too. The scents go straight to your cock, getting it a bit hard.

The scent isn’t enough to make it fully hard though, as it’ll soon be…

You look down, and you check out how my ass is almost bursting through the tight jeans I’m wearing. My ass cheeks look as if they’re begging to be free.

And that makes you harder…

Your mind wanders. You think about how you’d slap my ass cheeks hard with both hands and squeeze them hard, as if marking that they’re yours for the taking.

You think about how you’d set these plump ass cheeks free. You’d rip my jeans off right here and reveal them for everyone to admire, but only you would get to play with them, to squeeze them, and most importantly, to slide your cock between them.

Your cock grows harder and harder…

Writers check it out [submission]

Not sure if I’m allowed to post this here

This website is looking for erotic stories to add to their blog

if you want to check out the site (ddharnesses.com)

You send them to doubledharness@gmail.com

Just thought I’d share for those interested

Daddy’s Naughty Daughters, Chap 2 [Incest]

Tammy, Crissy’s older sister, stood in the doorway separating their two rooms. She was wearing only a pair of panties. Her tits, larger and fuller than Crissy’s, were tingling. She swallowed the lump in her throat and giggled.

Crissy lifted her head, her face filling with shock as she stared at her sister. Quickly, she rolled over, a sheepish grin on her face. “How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to watch you cream all over the fucking’ bed,” she said, coming into Crissy’s room. “Damn … I heard the bed squeaking from my room.” “You gonna tell Daddy?” Crissy asked, a tinge of fear and excitement skipping through her young body. “Why should I tell Daddy?” Tammy said. She plopped on the bed, her large tits bouncing erotically.

Crissy leered jealously at her sister’s plump creamy tits. She began to tingle all over. She also became aware of her own naked body and her sister’s leering looks. “Is your pussy all wet?” Tammy asked, her voice husky, her bright green eyes glassy and dilated.

[B/s] [Incest] [Fiction] Sister’s Helping Hand – Chapter 01 – Sis Helps My Anxiety

I didn’t know why I felt this way.

But when I try to hit on a girl, I freak out. My stomach tenses up into knots and my throat goes dry and raspy. Every time, without fail, when I see a girl I find attractive, it happens.

I’m 18 and I wouldn’t say I’m particularly ugly. I’m not a model or anything, but I get plenty of looks from girls around campus. I play a lot of sports and hope to jump into uni on a football scholarship.

But that damn vee card… I know it’s not a big deal, most guys are still virgins at my age. Well, if you consider 12% of guys. I read that somewhere.

The problem was, all my mates are testosterone filled males. Every one of them are in their prime, shagging girls left, right and center. I love the game, but sometimes the teasing can be infuriating.

I was about to leave college, after the last class of the day finished.

I rounded the corner and bumped into a lock of long, blonde hair.

The Show Must Go On [Femdom][celeb][cbt][foot worship][smothering][thigh worship][non-con]

The lights were bright and hot, flashing around the concert hall and into the eyes of the frustrated man in the front row. Mike had been dragged to the loud, thumping pop concert by his cousin, Lynda, and was pouting as the screaming fans around him cheered and waved their hands in the air. Lynda was having the time of her life, occasionally nudging her cousin and trying to get him to enjoy himself.

Mike had never been a fan of pop music in general, so when Lynda invited him to a concert featuring Taylor Swift, Nicki Minaj, and Carly Rae Jepsen, he was less than excited. He was guilted into attending the concert to please his family, but as the performers jumped and danced across the stage, he couldn’t stop himself from shouting rude remarks and booing as they passed the front of the stage.

“Get off the stage! Put some damn clothes on and go get some singing lessons, you all suck!” Mike hollered, coaxing a round of boo’s from the fans that circled him.

They shoved him and cried out for him to stop, but he continued to heckle the singers as they tried to carry on with their performance.

Sex Wizards: Initiation [F/M] [Femdom] [Bondage] [Fantasy]

Welcome! This story exists because an idea about a kink based magic system gained a mind of its own. If you want to skip to the juicy bits, skip to the #.

Abjuration (magic that blocks, banishes or protects)

Conjuration (magic that produces out of thin air)

Divination (magic that gains the truth about the past, present, future)

Enchantment (magic that can entrance or beguile others)

Evocation (magic that manipulates and taps into energy forces)

Illusion (magic that controls and manipulates the senses)

Transmutation (magic that modifies matter)

Corpimancy (magic of life, death and healing)

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Crux

It’s taken me four full weeks to reach the wizard’s towers in Straetham.

*Four full weeks* of soggy mountain passes and wetlands. Of being crisped by the spring sun, eaten by mosquitoes and leeches, and nipped by the meanest horse south of Airedale. The sketchy caravan I hitched a ride with managed to get me here though they bled me of every last red cent in the process.

I must be out of my godsdamned mind.

Quizilla lemons

Hi! I’m working on a story about erotic fanfic on the now-defunct website Quizilla. I’m sure many of you may remember it. Any strong memories? Feelings? Users/story arcs you obsessively followed? Got any screenshots? Plz LMK.

Thank you <3