First Time Lesbian with the Hot, Young Yoga Instructor [FF]

Asuka knew she was being flirted with and decided to go for it. She never called herself a lesbian, but she preferred the sexual company of girls over guys. She had her fair share of encounters with both. A girl with her looks could have sex as often as she wanted, and she wanted it a lot. She sprang from her cross-legged position like a ninja, straddled the much older Mary, and looked her in the eyes. “Age doesn’t matter, I think you’re super hot.”

Mary began to open her mouth to say something, but instead leaned in and bridged the short gap between their faces. The two shared a kiss in the open air, and then another. Asuka pushed Mary onto her back and kissed her lips. Mary never objected. The combination of her own strawberry chap-stick and Asuka’s cherry lip close made her crave Asuka even more. As they made out, Mary tugged on Asuka’s sports bra and attempted to raise it up. The sexy Japanese girl broke their kiss and leaned up. She removed her top and tossed it on the green lawn beside them.

Asuka looked down at Mary and asked, “Better?”

Mary replied, “Mmmmhmmm.”

Volume I: The Hidden Library (Trig. Warning: Incest, Dark Magic, Witchcraft)

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**Volume I: The Hidden Library**

Cassidy Manhuer perused the shelves of the strange shop, each new item making the hairs on her arm stand at attention. She was feeling a mixture of emotions that included but was not limited to disgust, disbelief, and burning intrigue. There were all kinds of roots, tonics, talismans, and strange tools filling the scant space inside the dusty building.

“Have you ever seen anything like this?” 

“No. Most places have some tarot cards and a selection of crystals but, Maddie…I feel like this might be the real deal.”

“You think they have it?”

“If they did,” she said, turning slowly on her heels until she was facing the VIP-section of the store, “it would be in there.”

“What does that say?”

“Approved Customers only,” Cassidy said, rolling her eyes, “but come on. We already ditched our case study for today and took a bus two towns over. Are you gonna let three little words stop you now?”

“I was talking about the words above that. *Vetiti?*”

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 2 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Part 2! Part 1 can be found in my feed. Enjoy and PM me if you want!*

My throat went dry as Geoffrey pushed me inside the room that looked like a dungeon. The walls were a deep maroon. One had a large boudoir, left casually open, displaying a terrifying array of whips, paddles, chains, vibrators, dildos, plugs, and rope. Beside it was a wooden horse, a torture device I vaguely remember reading about. Mounted on it was a Sybian that made my vision go spotty with fear. There were cages of varying sizes, an ominous flat cot facing a machine with a dildo on the end, and hooks hanging down from the ceiling, presumably to tie me to. There were other contraptions and sex toys I couldn’t even begin to describe. In my sudden shock and horror, I felt the crack of a whip against my breasts.

“On your knees, slave. Shoulders back, tits out, arms to your side. Spread those thighs. Now.”

Eager to avoid the sting of his whip, I did as Nathaniel said, breathing hard.

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 1 [M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Thought I’d share one of my [18f]  favorite fantasies. Enjoy and PM me if you want (:*

I jolted awake, every muscle tensing as the sound of a key being jammed in a metal lock reverberated throughout the room. 

Room? I should say cell. The cold, hard concrete ground sported only a small, thin mattress and a tattered blue blanket. All four walls were simple metal sheets that rang when you tapped them – a built-in alarm system. The cell door blended almost seamlessly into the wall, and left me in utter darkness save for the  pitiful flickering bulb above me.I could hear the wailing cries and sniffles of other girls, although I couldn’t see them. I wondered how many others there were. Above all, I wondered what the hell was happening.

All I remember is jogging around the city block after lunch before heading back to the office, where I worked as a temp for a prominent car company. I had only been running for a few minutes when I sensed a presence behind me, and began to turn my head. At that moment, an enormous, gloved hand reeking of bleach and acetone smothered my entire face and pulled me off the sidewalk. Before losing consciousness, I felt myself being pulled towards someone else, saving me from banging my head as I was forced into a slow-moving car. My head lolled as one of them tied my feet, and the other my hands. Before I could kick or scream or cry, my world went black.

My afternoom as a slave [Masturbation] [MFFF] [Humiliation]

Author note: Not sure who this is for, just got the idea after reading another story on here!

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You know how they say you can get anything on the Internet? Well I think it’s true!

I’m 20, just a normal, dorkish kinda guy I suppose you’d say, I’m no model and pretty shy, so I’ve not had much success with girls. I’ve made out a few times at parties and felt up some drunk girls breasts, but I’m still a virgin.

So I suppose it’s no surprise that I spend a bit, OK, a lot of time masturbating. Wanking off to porn magazines and websites. I have good imagination so I turn my ‘sessions’ into experiences in my head, imagining it’s the girl I’m looking at that I’m having sex with, not just my hand. Over time though I’ve imagined the girl is watching me wank off. She wants to see what I have before I’m worthy of entering her mouth, or pussy. I imagine she teases me about having a small cock, of how worthless I am. It’s really been turning me on for some reason.

What Will It Take? A Sunlit Tease (flash fiction)

“What will it take?” she asks, exasperated.

The late afternoon sun sends a shaft of light across the room. Dust dances within. I have positioned myself on the bed laying facing up so that the ray illuminates my rigid cock. I am presenting like an Egyptian obelisk. The scene is set as though we are in the map room in Indiana Jones and my engorged staff is the key.

Minutes pass. She remains motionless, staring down at it. Her long, luxurious eyelashes cover her downcast eyes. Her subtle smile betrays the dirty thoughts running through her mind. Eventually, she looks up, frustrated.

“What do you think?” I tease. I flex a muscle to make my cock quiver.

Her tongue flicks across her plump, ruby lips.

“I got all made up for you, didn’t I?” she complains poutily. Her glowing skin offsets her smokey, violet eyeshadow.

“I stripped for you, didn’t I?” Desperation creeps into her voice. I scan her delicious body without comment. Her firm breasts rise and fall dramatically with her heavy breathing. She is trying to distract me. It won’t work.

When It Finally Happens… [FF] [Lesfic]

I felt foggy when Bree woke me up. I remember hearing her voice and not really recognizing what she said at first. Audible, but not clear. I took a half-second to look at my watch on the nightstand. It was 4:30 AM. I brushed back the blond curls that had fallen in front of my eyes as I looked to the side of the bed at my friend.

I had met Bree at work. We worked identical shifts, so we saw a lot of one another for the past few weeks. This particular night was a bit different than the previous ones. After our shift was over, Bree had come over to me while I cleaned the taps and wanted to know if I wanted to share a bottle with her. She pulled out a fifth of Vodka from out of her purse, her brown eyes sparkling under her blue bangs. There was a mischievous air around her while she smirked at me. I immediately said yes. Bree was the type of person who could make watching grass grow a fun time, but that wasn’t the only reason I had jumped at the chance to hang out with her.

Temptations in Quarantine – Part Five – MF, Incest, Cum, Squirt, Teasing, Dessert

Peter sat entranced, a cup of hot coffee in his right hand, watching his daughter Stephanie tease her finger around the hem of her white leotard. The fabric around the crotch was soaking wet, nearly translucent. He could see every detail of her beautiful dark hairless pussy lips, and the slight rise of her hard clit. She hooked her finger under the edge, raising the fabric an inch off her her skin, moving the finger up and down parallel to her slit. She was teasing him, and he didn’t mind.

On an impulse, he reached out with his left hand and pulled her chair closer. With a gasp, she raised her legs up in the air, leaning back in her chair. As her chair bumped up against his shins, she lowered her legs, resting them on top of his. They faced each other from a few feet away, their legs splayed as they leaned back in their chairs.

Hot Wife Getting Fucked while Her Husband Cheats too! (Mistress wears wife’s clothes!)

Stephanie cleaned the bar, grabbed her purse, and told Mark that her shift was over. Mark looked around the bar, saw no one that knew him, and walked her out. Ten minutes later he opened the door to his apartment, his and his wife’s apartment. As soon as the door closed Stephanie pressed her lips to his. The two made out all the way to the bedroom. He threw her onto the bed, Hannah’s side of the bed, climbed on top of her and kissed her again.

Meanwhile, in Vegas for her best friend’s bachelorette party, Mark’s wife, Hannah, was getting her pussy assaulted by the stranger she had met just an hour before. Kevin’s cock began to pulse deep inside her, stretching her vaginal walls. With each thrust he smacked her ass harder and harder. Finally, he unhooked the bra strap. Kevin pulled his cock from her pussy and told her to turn around and face him. Kevin stood at the edge of the bed with his cock straight out, parallel to the floor. Hannah slipped off her bra as she crawled, like a cat, from the head to the foot of the bed. She looked at his eight-inch cock smeared with specks of her milky white cream. She took her eyes off the monstrous tool that had given her immense pleasure and looked up at Kevin. Her round eyes rolled up at him in submission. Kevin looked down at her, pointed at his cock and said, “You know what to do.”

My Confusion Part 5 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Turning around there stood the coach and Martha both wearing a grin with Martha applauding.
“Oscar worthy performance, don’t you think John?”
“Yes Martha I think you are correct.”

“Frank I want you to go into the bathroom wash and dry your cock and balls and then come back here.”
Having done my clean up as ordered I returned the coach and the others.

“Martha would you like to do the honors?” Asked the coach.
“I would be forever in your debt if you would allow me the honor.
Frank come over here please and lay down on the table on your back please.”

As I reclined upon the table Martha began to manipulate my cock.
As she was doing this I felt my balls and then my cock being placed into something metallic.
My balls were pulled through a ring and my cock being encased in what felt like a cage followed by the sound of a click.
“OK Frank stand up.

Getting up from the table I looked down at what Martha had placed my cock into.
I was locked into a male chastity device.
My balls were pulled through a ring and my cock was encased in what looked like a bird cage that surrounded my cock.