POV You’re a teenage growing boy!

You wake up in a house you don’t recognize.  The bed is comfortable, and, pulling off the sheets, you find yourself dressed in new clothes.  The clothes are rather baggy, but very comfortable.  Instead of freaking out, curiosity overtakes you and you decide to explore your new surroundings, see what you can find.

You hop off the bed, falling a lot longer than you thought you would.  Glancing around, you notice that the room you’re in is built for someone larger than you are.  By the size of the bed you jumped out of, the bedstand beside it, and the other furniture in the room, you estimate that the room was made for someone twice your size.

On your 18th birthday, your succubus gives you the best gift you could’ve asked for.

Alec was laying down on bed, thinking about how amazing his 18th birthday was gonna be. He had already planned seeing his boyfriend that day, so that they could have some steamy sex, since he was still a virgin. He had also planned to see his sister and his dad, since they promised they had a special gift for him. Alec was a tall and fit young gay man. He had beautiful hazel eyes and an amazing brunette hair that every girl in his school died for.

Well, 00:00 hit. It felt different. He was no longer a kid. He was… An adult now. It didn’t feel differently just because of that though. There was something else, something was shaking under him. He heard some weird noises, but chose to ignore them, since it was his 18th birthday, who cares whatever the fuck there’s under his bed.

“It must be some annoying insect.” He thought to himself, as he scrolled through his Instagram feed, waiting for his sister’s post congratulating him on finally being 18.

My Best Friend’s Dad Joins Us At The Cottage, Part 1 [DILF] [MF] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Masturbation] [Sexual Tension]

Gina and I were college dormmates in first year, and we became instant best friends. We did everything together. I had come from far away, and she had grown up only an hour outside our university town, where her family still lived.

We first met on moving day. I didn’t have much when I moved in, as I had flown in with only a suitcase and a backpack. I had pretty much unpacked when she arrived. The door opened and she practically squealed, greeting me with a hug.

“Hi, I’m Gina Sheppard, your new roommate! Excited to live together? This is my dad.”

Gina was taller and slimmer than me, she had her dad’s build, but we were both athletic. I was already on the volleyball team, and she played basketball and track. She had long, wavy blonde hair and mine was dark brown with some honey streaks from the summer sun. It wasn’t her I spent most of that first day watching though, it was her dad.

“Hello Jackie, I’m Dave, Gina’s dad. You girls are going to have a great time away for college,” he introduced.

“Hi Mr. Sheppard… thanks for helping us get set up.”

A Familiar Connection – Part 2 of 4 – [B/S] Incest, Teasing, Light Cuckold

Part Two

[Pardon any grammar errors]

The next morning, I woke up a with a start. Had I really been sexting with my sister Tanya, or was this all a fever dream? With a bit of trepidation, I opened my phone and clicked on the Kik app. As I access our chat, my hands started shaking again. Finally, I clicked on the photo message and her nude body filled my screen. And in the background, that damn picture of Lake Tahoe, a dead giveaway.

Moving my fingers across the screen, I zoomed in, desperately trying to see more of the subject’s face. Unfortunately, Tanya had one of those big iPhones which obscured nearly her whole head. Although I couldn’t see her face, I knew it was her.

As I lay in bed examining the photo, my cock stiffened and tented the sheets. Pretty quickly, a dark spot formed on the white linen as my precum soaked right through the thin fabric. I was now faced with a decision point, do I: (1) ghost Tanya, although I desperately want to keep going, (2) tell Tanya and risk her embarrassment, or (3) do I keep going and see where this takes us? Clearly, my cock was voting in favor of option three.

My Best Friend’s Girlfriend Part 10 [FF] [Mind Control] [Hypnosis] [Sadism] [Masochism]

**Chapter 10: Losing**

For a while, I don’t hear Maria’s voice at all. I don’t hear the music either. The only sound in the yoga studio is Sandra’s lips on mine. Then the shuffle of clothing as it comes off. Then the heat of breathy moans. Then the swish of wet pussies. Then the slapping of skin as I finger her. Then the muted shrieks of orgasm.

“Her turn,” says Maria, finally. I look up at her from my belly as I take my mouth away from Sandra’s tan thighs. Maria is naked as well. Goddess, what happened to her body? I can see the hardness of muscle, almost as though Reyna made her do nothing but work out when she wasn’t servicing her goddess. But in the dim light I can see the faint trace of lines (scars?) and bruises all over her. Is this the kind of woman I’m giving myself to?

Of course she is. I’ve seen Reyna with June and Kathy. I remember what Maria did to June out of devotion to her goddess. This isn’t some pleasure resort I’m selling myself to. It’s hell. It’s oblivion. It’s nothingness.

The longest 30 minutes of my life

My girlfriend is a risk-taker. And I love her for that, but one of these days it’s going to get me into a lot of trouble….

Sasha and I were hanging out by the riverside with our two mutual friends. She looked amazing in her new sunshine yellow one-piece swimsuit; it had cheeky little windows cut out on the sides and showed a little bit of underbun, but her petite body and effervescent personality lends her an air of girlish innocence always.

Some pictures to help you imagine her:

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Our friends happened to be a couple, and their names were Eric and Janessa. At some point the two retired to the AirBnB we were staying at just down the path. To this day I’m not sure exactly what they were doing—maybe making love—all I know is that Sasha and I found ourselves suddenly alone and looking into each other’s eyes with desire, the sounds of water flowing and crickets chirping in the twilight.

I was sitting in a lawn chair in my swim trunks with Sasha on my lap like my personal pet … she started biting my lip playfully and slowly, and passionately kissing the corner of my mouth, as if to distract me from where her hands were going.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 20

Bruce addresses the gathered crowd. “She would like all of you to enter the room at the same time so she can give you further instruction. Please place your payment with the guard. When they have confirmed the full amount is present you will be allowed in. Your payment allows you to cum one time and one time only with the prize. Once you have had yours you are no longer permitted to touch her in any way. You may remain in the room to watch the rest or you may leave. The choice is yours. Let the festivities begin!”

As Bruce’s voice echoes off the walls, one by one they enter the room. Tall. Short. Thin. Fat. Muscular. Lean. White. Black. Olive. Nine men and one woman enter the room. All completely nude. All having paid to fuck Anna.

When all ten are in Bruce closes the door and comes to stand next to the bed where Anna waits.

“Miss Aubergine, these are for you. You may have them in any order and any combination you wish. They await your instruction.”

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The Housekeeper [noncon] [facefucking] [humiliation] [watersports]

Jib waited for the house to empty, thinking about what he’d do to his housekeeper, Alice. In the year since she started working for the family, Alice went from a skinny, little country girl to filling out her uniform with a round, fat ass and breasts he wanted to knead while pressed up behind her. He knew she was attracted to him, stealing glances when he’d dress up to go out or arrived home after a haircut. He waited, his husky, powerful body miming how he’d grab her, toss her, pin her. Dad and uncle left first – 3 days on the farm. Auntie’d left a couple of days before – business trip to the Netherlands for a week. Alice closed the gate behind Dad’s pick up, walking back to the house as Jib walked down to meet her.

Alice’s surprise at Jib’s hands squeezing her neck made her shoot a look that made his dick shake in his pajamas. At 27, Jib looked maybe 21, but Alice, what, she 19? 20? He tried to remember those flirty glances as fear beamed off her face. Jib tightened her grip, driving Alice to claw at his hands, to no avail. Before she could try his face, he dug his thumbs into her throat. Alice panicked, feeling a gang build up her under Jib’s thumbs. She couldn’t place the polite one in a house of temperamental people with the person hurting her. In a flash, Jib released his grip. Alice let out a gasp, then Jib hand chopped her in the throat.

A young tease gets her just deserts at the lakehouse

I fucking hate the sound of lawnmowers. Why does everyone like summer so much – it’s hot and sticky and these machines are everywhere. Mowers, blowers, weed-cutters, hedge trimmers.

At least these idiots are going now – leave us in peace, you cunts. Especially now. Especially today. I haven’t had a moment alone with Charlotte in weeks. Yesterday at the pool party her tits were totally out of control; at least half the guys there, even the ones my age, had moments were you could see them hide their cocks from growing into tentpoles.

“Bye, Guys,” I say as I step out of the car. Three teenage boys, all sweat-stained and staring at the ground, grunt back as they close the gate on the trailer and pile into a white Tommy’s Lawn Care truck. A quick wave and they’re gone.

And suddenly it is quiet. Those boys were apparently the only lawn crew in the area. I can feel my heart flutter a bit – it’s like I’m a teenager again. It’s just going to be us two. Charlotte and me. There’s no logical explanation for why she makes me feel like this: she’s half my age and I actually like her mother more than her. Tits are a bit smaller, but her confidence and self-possession is incredible. Charlotte, on the other hand, is young enough that she still flirts with every guy in a ten-mile radius. It’s embarrassing to watch them trip over themselves to please her.