What do you want from me? – she asked

That’s easy, I want to profane you.

See, I have this idea, that your mouth creating a tight circle around my thumb would be a great view, to see you chasing it with your eyes as your mouth opens like a fish trying to breathe air just so I can shove it back in for your satisfaction, that would be delicious. To see that tongue licking it, feeding me the idea of what you could do if only you had me hard in your mouth, that is a game I would love to play with you.

I think your ass would look divine with my hands printed in red spanks, that your breasts love the raspy and wet touch of my tongue and you love to hear the wet whispers of my fingers while I fingerfuck you, I think you would be an interesting toy because you don’t look the part, and that excites me, to profane something so sacred that nobody else saw it could become so wretched.

A Drug Affair: How low will Payton sink to get his fix?

Payton shifted his sore body around his sheetless bed after another restless night. He squinted his dry eyes as the warm afternoon sun shone in brightly. His bleached hair was sticking out in all directions, adding stark contrast to the black circles under his eyes. He knocked over a couple of empty beer bottles on his nightstand as he reached around blindly. He closed his pale hand around his coveted glass pipe, trying his lighter a few times until a flame finally rose. Parts of the pipe were burnt and black, creating a bitter taste as he lifted it to his lips. He lit the pipe in circular motions trying to scrounge what he could, inhaling mostly hot air. His lungs burned as he coughed, and his chest ached with each breath.

As he stood up, his lean restless legs convulsed beneath him. He picked up a dingy rag to wipe beads of sweat that had accumulated on his forehead. He was starting to withdraw, and it was getting nasty. He felt thousands of invisible fire ants biting along his sensitive skin. Small noises echoed loudly around him as his anxiety skyrocketed. He needed his fix, and he needed it NOW.

first attempt at a story? [MF]

// hi! i’ve never really written anything before but i’ve always wanted to write abt some of my fantasies so here’s my first attempt at smth! hope you like it <3

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It’s just another day in quarantine and we’re on the couch watching yet another movie. I’m bored out of my mind because it was his turn to choose the movie and my thoughts wander easily. I’d been so bored lately I’d found myself masturbating too many times a day, but my pussy was constantly dripping wet and seeing him walk around the apartment shirtless or out of the washroom in only a towel definitely didn’t help my imagination.

He’s just my roommate so it’d probably be bad if anything were to happen, but I’ve been so damn horny lately I’m pretty sure I’m bound to throw myself at him sometime soon. Though I’m pretty sure I’d seen him eyeing my cleavage when I wore tank tops around, and I’d definitely seen some kind of bulge in his shorts.

My cousin, Mara [MF] [Cousin]

The story I’m about to start posting is the translation of a spanish erotic story I love. The original story was posted [here](http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3455622/Mi-prima-Mara.html) , by the original author “Hipho911”. Depending on the feedback, I will keep uploading the other chapters. I think you guys are gonna like it too. Enjoy! :)

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It all started during the summer. Or at least, it was at that time when it all changed.

My cousin and I have always been close since we were children. There were times when we saw each other more frequently, and some less. There was always trust, many times we kept each other’s secrets. But this time, something different happened, neither good nor bad, just different.

First of all, let me tell you that my cousin is actually my aunt’s-husband relative, thus we don’t have anything in common except for some years hanging out.

She was always comfortable around me, not flirty but she would not feel shy or uncomfortable, mainly because we had mutual respect.

Dinner a Party [ddlg]

“Do I look ok daddy?” I smoothed the skirt of my blue -line dress and adjusted the off-the-shoulder sleeves. Daddy had told me a million times before we left the house that I looked fine, but I just had to make sure.

“Yes baby, you look just like a princess,” daddy said with certainty as we walked up the stoop of the house’s ornate front door. Daddy knocked three times, and we waited patiently for someone to come answer. I took a deep breath and mentally prepared for a whole night of acting like a big girl. Daddy’s boss invited us to a fancy dinner party to celebrate his promotion at work, so I had to act good.

“Russel!” Daddy’s boss answered the door, his voice booming as he grasped daddy’s hand for a firm shake and a hearty pat on the back. He stepped aside, inviting us in, and I walked through the threshold of what could only be described as a mansion. “And you must be Miss Zoe,” Daddy’s boss held out his hand to me too and shook it more daintily. Not knowing what to say, I just smiled shyly and laughed awkwardly.

Fucking the Drummer (F24)

I don’t know about any of you reading this… but I have been so horny during lockdown so I thought I would share some fun memories!

A few months ago, my friends and I went out on a Friday evening. We got ready all together at my house, trying on each other’s slutty clothes, putting on sexy winged eye liner, curling our hair. We looked hot and we knew it. We went to a low-key local bar. It was the type with a small dance floor and stage where local bands play every Friday and Saturday night while everyone gets drunk and hopes they find someone to go home with at the end of the night. The band playing this night just happened to be my favourite… I’ve always found the drummer to be so sexy. I’ve seen them play twice before at this bar and we always made a special eye contact and he would often wink at me… but being the shy girl I am I had never approached him. He was a 6″3 big strong, daddy. He was just my type, older (probably 40) with red hair, big beard, sexy arms with tattoos and a smile that made me go wild. Every time he hit those drums, he would bite his lips and I could just imagine him behind me, smacking my ass instead of the drum set as he fucked me…

Empire of Scale Story – Part I (Warning: Vore)

[This is my first time trying to post anything like this, I hope y’all like it.]

[Also, is long, so heads up on that.]

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Hey, it’s me. Lily. You may or may not know me from previous writings, mainly on magic and adventuring, but whether or not you’ve read my previous works, let me assure you this is… different.

I thought I’d let you know how I became such a skilled wizard in the first place. And trust me, it’s more action-packed than you’d think. And to prove it, I’ll start at the Orgy. Yeah this story gets real spicy real fast.

My Goddess in Dream (poem)

Who am I to think upon a Goddess?

Yet she invades my dreams

Every waking moment, but in dreams she comes with purpose

She moves with precision

Her silky skin moving ever so slightly, her legs leaving me a glimpse of her essence

The tenderness of her neck

The sensuality of her voice carried to my chin

Her breath upon my chest

Begging

And so I worship at her altar,

The altar of lust and passion

Ours become one as she moves and slides me deeper inside with her breast against my chest

She quivers with passion

Desire

I dare

I pull her closer still

We kiss,

Then die,

And kiss again

I can feel the universe inside her

Passion, bliss, pleasure

All become one indistinguishable force

Her beauty in this state

Insurmountable

She is my All

She is my Desire

She is my Goddess

Lockdown fantasy [MF] [First Person] [Vanilla romp]

I’m poly and currently locked down away from a partner. I wrote down a recurring fantasy I’d been having for them and wanted to share. I enjoyed writing it more than I’d thought, but this is my first post, so I’d like to hear what you think.

(Obviously, this is my fantasy and I wanted to be in it. So, in this scenario lockdown came in strict without any warning, and I’m left stranded at their house. This also means I only have the clothes I was wearing that day).

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You’re working on your laptop in the front office room, absent-mindedly staring out of the window. A woman running past catches your eye, fantastic ass. You lean forward to follow her as she goes past and just as she’s moving out of your eyeline she stops and bends over to tie up her shoe. You move forward quickly, not wanting to miss the show, and accidentally knock a glass of water over the desk, and your laptop, the glass rolls onto the floor.

Sex in a strangers house

He read in a book once that the best way to get a woman to fall for you is to do something the evokes fear with her, something that will raise both of their heart rates which creates a stronger sense of attachment. So he got thinking…

After a few minutes of mulling it over, he had it!

He leaned over to his left, pulled out his iphone from inside his back pocket, and pulled her name up. “Want to go on an adventure,” he typed out before he pressed send.

She wrote back “what do you have in mind?”

He returned her message with, “Meet me a the corner of Lexington and Burberry at 11pm and I’ll show you.”

“Ok! I’ll see you there” She responded.

She was on time, and standing on the corner ready for whatever he had in store. She wasn’t sure what it was going to be, but she was excited and had such a huge crush on him she’d do just about anything he ask of her just short of murdering someone and licking his asshole.