A Walk in the Woods [MF]

“Hurry up! What’s taking you so long?”

Matt zipped up his backpack and shut the trunk to the car. He walked toward the trailhead, where Tara was practically vibrating with excitement.

“I swear, you’re worse about getting ready than most girls. It’s not like we’re climbing Everest here. It’s a four-mile hike.”

Tara poked at Matt’s backpack, which he had filled with snacks, sunscreen, extra water, a towel, and a first aid kit. Better to be over prepared than the other way around, right? He was about to make exactly that point aloud, when he realized Tara had already started walking down the trail.

Matt stood for a moment longer, admiring his friend’s tight little ass, which was just barely concealed by her shorts. Stopping suddenly, Tara turned around and grabbed the bottom of her tank top, lifting it up to reveal her almost comically undersized sports bra before quickly putting it back down.

“Come on already!”

Tara turned back to the trail, feigning impatience with a hand on her hip. Matt smiled to himself. It was going to be one of those kinds of days. He felt his dick suddenly shift in his shorts in anticipation of whatever his friend had cooked up.

Fantasy Weekend with my Reddit Fuck Friend (part 4) [mf] a 7 part series (1-3 inside)

Part 1

Fantasy Weekend [mf] from sexstories

Part 2

Fantasy Weekend (part 2) from sexstories

Part 3

Fantasy Weekend (part 3) from sexstories

Fantasy Weekend (part 4) [mf]

Around 2:00 am I woke up to D going down on me. I had never had a man do this before. It was the best way I have even been woken up. I reached for his head and held him there. He licked me around and around, fucking me with his tongue. Deeper and deeper. I came hard on his face, moaning and squirting.

D came up for air. Smiling he licked his lips then kissed me hard, my wetness on his face. I could taste my pussy. It tasted good mixed with the taste of his mouth.

We didn’t speak. He rolled me over and pulled me to the edge of the bed. I got on all fours. D grabbed my hips and fucked me hard from behind. We were moaning loudly when we came together. He pulled out and came all over my back and ass.

Ariana Femdom Story (mf | cons | latex | bdsm)

**Part 1**

Today was my second weekend of being a professional sexual sub for the Hollywood elite. Last weekend I was with Elle, this week I was not told who I would be with. I pull up to a large house, the driver tells me that I have to come with him. He walks me to the house, unlocking the door and letting me inside. Then he tells me to follow him as he walks towards the back of the house. He takes me down stairs to the basement, at this point I’m getting a little worried about the situation. The room looks like a dungeon, but cleaner. The man tells me to go stand in the corner under this metal hook hanging from the ceiling. I walk to the corner and stand there. I am told to remove all of my clothes and put them in a bag, afterwards he puts chains on my hands and hangs it from the hook. The chains are cold, tight, and heavy. He tells me that Ariana will be home after the concert tonight, leaving the room without anything more being said. I stand in the corner chained to the ceiling wondering if this could really be Ariana, the petite little woman who plays to sold out concerts around the world. If this is true I can not wait for her to get home and dominate me.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 15 (MF) (Masturbation) (Sex Tape)

A knock at the door wakes Anna from her sleep. She has no idea how long she has been out. It seems that all she does anymore is get fucked beyond her wildest fantasies and sleep. Which isn’t such a bad way to live, she giggles to herself as she blinks herself into consciousness.

Her boss gets up from the bed to answer the door. Anna peeks around him and recognizes Jussy, the Latina waitress from their first time in the restaurant.

“Mr. Wyatt said to deliver this to you, sexy man,” she says, making no attempt to hide her looking his nude body up and down as she hands him a DVD in a paper sleeve.

“Thank you, Jussy,” he says, starting to close the door.

“Aw, no tip for a good delivery?” she says, pouting and sticking her foot in the door.

He stops and thinks for a moment. Then a sly grin crosses his face and he chuckles to himself.

“Perhaps you do deserve a little something,” he says, opening the door again. “Please, come in.”

“Anna, would you like to see Jussy’s special talent?” he says with a wink.

<F4M> Your No.1 Goth girl…, Alt-girl? Fuck I don’t know. Who even came up with names for these styles?

Fucking is dope. I want to. You want to. Let’s all fuck together.

Para or multipara, third person, lots of plot, modern area, slow burny, angst ridden, romancy goodness, or just next door neighbours. Who knows? I’m down. Let’s go. Also known go-to kinks are incest, schoolgirl, public fucking, work colleagues.

I can only handle so many RPs at once, so if I reject you because I hit my limit, or if I’m being picky this is me apologizing in advance. Dope? Dope.

P.S. No furries, no medieval settings, and if you read this and message me and we start rping and you post in first person I will punch your mom.

[MF] Close cousins – Part 2

Thanks for the support in my first story, if you guys want to suggest any sort of story line or want me to focus on a specific fetish i’m open to suggestions. I hope you enjoy part 2.

As the light creeps through my blinds, I wake up from the best sleep i’ve had in my life. I stretch in bed and smile as I start to remember what exactly happened last night. Then I realize Yasmine isn’t in bed with me, so I get up and go look for her. I could hear talking from the kitchen as I walk in.

“Hey you woke up just in time Hen!” Yasmine says this smiling at me.

Which reminded me of when we were younger, she used to call me Hen as a nickname. I wonder what she meant by just in time but then I notice my uncle at the table as well, he must of just gotten here to pick her up.

“Just in time for what?” Asks my uncle

As if she didn’t hear her father ask her a question she tells me, “You should come over and spend the night.”

Waking Nightmares (MF) (Demon sex, rape) Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Wake up, sleepyhead,” Amber said. “Your two little angels need some time with their mom.”

Emily smirked as she slowly shook the silk-like covers off. “‘Little angels?’ That’s the best you could do?”

“Well, it always seems to get a smile out of everyone the first time they hear it.” Amber’s white bra and panties contrasted nicely with her chocolate-colored skin. It didn’t leave much to the imagination, but that was typical of the outfits that the demons had given them. After getting out of bed, she chose out a mostly transparent negligee with some lacy bottom underwear.
The hall where Emily and her fellow captives slept was surprisingly cheery for what amounted to a sex slave dungeon. The demons brought in all sorts of things to keep the girls entertained when they weren’t being used, including books, board games, and even a TV and video game console. Around this particular dorm, about 16 other women were sleeping or mulling about. Two beds were left unoccupied, as their inhabitants had both gone into labor. She made a mental note to check on them and see how they were doing. Once she had took a slight drink of water, she and Amber left the dorm building.
The Hadean landscape was odd, to say the least. There was no sun, with the entire sky emitting a dull red glow. This glow periodically faded and re-intensified, giving the world “days”, although they seemed to be a bit shorter than Earths. The ground was gray and soft, with the stone and building seemingly derived from these sediments. Emily’s new home appeared to be located at the bottom of a box canyon. While there was a few places where someone could probably climb out, this was more or less impossible for a different reason.

Ashlee Gets Seduced Mia During Freshman Orientation (ff | virgin | college girls)

Today was the first day on campus for all of us new students at Lincoln University, I had to attend the freshman orientation for new students since it was my first year. When I first heard about the lame ways the counselors try to get you adjusted to college life through activities, I was looking for anyway out of having to attend. Luckily I knew if I could make it through the initial meeting, I may be able to sneak away after check in. As I walked up to the check in desk, I looked around seeing the students I would be joining at the university this year. Most were younger than 25. That was the majority of people going soon after high school, while others were in their later years in life. I felt young compared to most of the people checking in at the desk covered in student identification cards, being only 18 and straight out of high school. A feeling of overwhelming anxiety filled my body as I gave my name to the slightly older girl at the desk. Suddenly I felt like I was a kid surrounded by adults, all alone in a new college. The moment the girl gave me my plastic badge on a red lanyard I took off across the courtyard. Passing the groups of students meeting for the first time and getting to know their new peers. I kept walking until I seen an area with less people. Turning a corner I saw a building that was not littered with people around the main doors. Walking in through the double wide glass doors, entering into a large library full of books. Inside there was only a few students walking around the lobby, so I went to the second floor where I saw no one else. Finally I felt my heart rate begin to slow down as my breathing calmed. It was rare that I felt so encumbered by the feeling of social anxiety. I sat down on a lounge chair while I relaxed my body to settle down. Then I seen a short Indian girl who was pushing a cart around full of books. She was putting away the returned books in their location on the shelves. My eyes could not help but stare as I seen the beautiful brown skinned girl walking around in a red dress. It was loose on the girl’s small frame, yet somehow showed just enough of her body’s natural curves. Before today in college I lived in a small rural town, with little diversity in the tiny community. This was the first time I had seen an Indian in real life. Something about her was so beautiful, maybe it was the exotic outfit, or the experience of seeing a new race, or maybe it was just my emotions adjusting to college life. Either way I could not stop checking out the girl in the library, barely five foot tall as she stood just a head higher than the cart of books. Normally I was the shy girl who would never introduce myself to make new friends, but something came over me when I seen her catch me staring. Instead of looking at me like I was crazy, she smiled with her dark pink lips before returning to the books. That smile was like a spell that controlled my body, because almost uncontrollably I began to walk over to the Indian girl. When I got to the opposite side of the cart, I put my hand on the handle and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Ashlee! It’s my first day and thought I would introduce myself. I’ll be spending a lot of time here in the library anyways.” I said with a nice friendly smile. She looked up from her books as I spoke, giving me a full view into her dark brown eyes that shined like marbles in the white florescent light. “Hey Ashlee, I’m Mia! It’s nice to meet someone who still respects physical books.” The cute Indian girl said as she restocked the shelves. We talked the entire time she put away books from the cart. Getting to know about each other and the type of books we were into. The two of us had many common favorite authors, with a mutual respect for the different styles of writing. By the time the cart was empty, Mia asked if I wanted to hang out during her break. Of course I agreed immediately. Afterwards feeling like a bit of a loser since I seemed over enthusiastic.

A Curious Neighbor [cheating, facesitting, ff, brief mf, some voyeurism and exhibitionism]

**evening**

“What are you doing?” Jenn asks, staring at her husband.

“I figured we could use some fresh air,” he responds.

Terrance draws open the blinds and cracks the window in their bedroom.

Jenn sits up on the bed, her heavy tits sagging downward. Even after two kids, Terrance’s friends still teasingly call her a milf. But that’s all the couple has ever been, a tease. Terrance loves having his buddies ogle his wife’s thick thighs and he’s the one that bought her all of the *very* low cut tops, but he’s far too selfish to ever share her voluptuous curves. Terrance leans in and gently sucks on his wife’s neck. The cool breeze blows over where his lips were, cooling her body. *This is nice*, she thinks. Terrance lays her back down onto the bed and straddles her legs. She can make out the outline of his body in the moonlight, tracing a fingertip over his chest. He takes her hand in his and guides it down his torso and then he wraps her fingers around his erect penis. She takes the cue and slowly, methodically, works her hand up and down his shaft. After a few moments, he grabs her hand again, manipulating her fingers inward and then abruptly fills his wife’s pussy with her own fingers. Jenn lets out a surprised, shrill *gasp*.

Anticipation [MF]

I knelt and I waited, as I had been instructed to do.

I couldn’t tell you how long had passed that I was kneeling, naked, in the dark room. There were no windows, and the door was firmly shut, so there wasn’t anything tangible for me to use to discern the passing of time. I heard him moving about beyond the door, and he knew I could hear him.

He wasn’t doing anything important, mind you. There were a few times where I could clearly hear him walking up to the door, standing there for a moment, and then turning to walk in the opposite direction. He knew that I was acutely aware of everything he was doing beyond the door and how my heartrate sped up every time I thought he was going to turn the doorknob and enter.

So, I waited.