(F4M) Dulce’s Diary – “I can’t even feel your tiny dick!!” Sister has pity sex with virgin stepbrother ???(True Story) (Real Experience) (MF) (Latina) (Teen)

I spat on the end of his limp dick and I started to stroke my hands up and down his floppy shaft. It was so small and soft but as I moved my hand harder and faster, I could feel something happening. I quickly squatted over him, pulled my panties to the side and pushed him between my legs. It felt strange having someone from my family inside me, but it also felt nice. Just a soft little virgin cock pulsing gently between my silky bold pussy lips. “So this is what pity sex felt like.” I said quietly to myself.

I hadn’t been home for a few weeks since moving into the apartment with Brad and his roomies, but I had a weekend off working the club and decided it was time to visit. I wasn’t even sure if anyone would be there but as I walked up the driveway I saw a car parked outside the house. I didn’t recognise it, but as I stepped in the front door I saw my step brother, Steve, sat at the kitchen table. We’d been really close when we were younger, but I hadn’t seen him for years and I suddenly realised I’d almost forgotten he existed. He gave me a big hug and kiss.  

NSFW Coming home (nonconsent) (m/f)

I was coming home late after work one day. There is a bar beside my house and it’s common to see people peeing or even hooking up by the door to my apartment. As I was unlocking my door a young lady drunkenly stumbled over. She was so drunk she looked like she would pass out at any minute.

She was tan with long light brown hair. She had huge fake tits that were falling out of a very short pale pink dress. She was tittering along on a pair of dirty stripper heels and looked lost and confused. She looked like a Barbie doll someone lost behind a couch cushion.

“Excuuuuuse me sir” she slurred. “Excuuuze meee” I turned around nd asked her if she needed any help.
“Can I lie on your couch for a bit I had too much to drink”
I started at her pornstar body and tiny little outfit. Better my apartment then on the street I suppose.
“Ok” I said. “Thaannk yooou” she smiled.

The perfect massage!

I hear you turn off the shower and within seconds I can hear you reach for the door to come out. You have no idea I’m in the room and in the mirror, I can see you wrapped in the towel. While you’re bent over to search for something on your dresser, I step behind you, lift your towel, to have your cute little ass ready for me. It’s obvious you’re not wearing any panties so I can’t not try to tease you.
I slowly go down on my knees and start to trail kisses.

All the way from the ankle, to your calves, to your thighs and ending them just a little above your butt. I circle around your pussy, blowing in my warm moist breath and I sense your body warming up and you getting horny. I start to kiss your thigh, second by second, biting it, giving hickeys before I grab hold of your butt. I start to kiss to kiss your ass cheeks, kissing them, biting them before I give a small kiss to your pussy.

That Night: Listening for the Rain (continuation, romance, fantasy, daydream)

Your smile is a sight I can look at forever. Words can’t describe the overwhelming feelings I get when you look at me like that. I wanted this moment to drag on forever. Ours eyes locked while we grinned. We wanted the same thing. We craved eachother, Our touch, our taste, and our presence. The way you looked at me felt reassuring as I stroke your hair.
We laughed and giggled as my fingers poked your face playfully. I place my hand over your face, covering your eyes and nose. You playfully bite my hand.
Eventually you got the better of me and moved my hand out of the way. You giggled as you stood up, grab my face, and pull me for a kiss. My eyes closes whilst tasting your upper and lower lips. The rain didn’t stop and neither did we. You get comfortable meanwhile our lips wouldn’t stop hugging.
I feel you saddling on top of me as I sit on the couch. Your knees bent and you sit on my thighs. Im looking up at you while you look down at me. We continue to kiss passionately and once again; our lips smacking echoes throughout the apartment.
My hands gently grab your waist. I trace your curves, moving upwards towards your upper back. They move back down caressing your skin till reaching your breast. I massage them, how plumb they feel against my palm. I caress and groped, making a circular motion.
You lean closer to me. Gesturing me to kiss your chest, my lips embrace and hugs your breast. My tongue glides against your skin as my lips kisses. Focusing my attention on your nipple, I hear your beatiful moans. Your voice is like music to my hears. Hearing you gives me the greatest pleasure, knowing I’m making you feel good. That’s all I care when I’m with you.
We hear the sound of the rain, colliding against the windows. Reflecting our, gradually building, aggressive crave towards eachother. I feel your hands once again gripping my hair, pushing me closer to you. My arms wrapped around you while my hands are placed on your upper back. You gracefully lift your neck and chin, looking upwards. Seeing your upper body stretching, I recognized how you’re intoxicated with lust. You look back down, seeing me kiss and suck your nipples. Your warm heavy breathing coats my face while we make eye contact. Your feed back, moans, and groans, fuels me. Your actions and voice intoxicated me.
Your hands desperately reached for my pants. You struggle to unfastened, I feel you quivering. We both helped my pants off and what’s left of my clothing. We find ourselves almost being one, naked and embracing eachothers bodies.
Your hands reach for my throbbing shaft. Its twitches and leaks of pre cum when your delicate hands grips around it. I let out a moan and close my eyes. My warm, heavy, and unsteady, breathing hits your nipple. I look up at you and breath against your lips as you stroke me. I embrace the warm touch of your soft palm and fingers, wrapped around my shaft. You move your hands up and down towards my base, slowly. I feel completely under your control as you took charge of my pleasure. You watched me loose control as I’m filled with primal lust. I quiver and let out moans. I felt vulnerable but so comfortable under your care.
I couldn’t hold it any longer. Your other hand caress my face and reassured me, telling me to hold on. I’m losing my mind; I’m closing in to orgasming.
You place your palm on the tip, griping and covering the head of my shaft. You hold it for a few moments. You let me find my composure after the build up and teasing. You kiss me while griping my shaft sliding it against your folds. The sensation of our bare touch, rubbing against eachother, felt beatiful. My tip pierces your entrance and our moans vibrate through our mouths. We breath heavily as our forehead rest against eachother. You slowly sink down embracing my shaft. I caress and stroke your hair, comforting you as you take me in. We feel eachother; we take in the moment. We felt as one.
You arch your back. Your arms extend and reach for the frame of the couch, over my shoulders, and grip. My hands slides down your body and gently grabs your hips. I feel your hips move back and forth. We kiss while you move your hips in a circular motion. You move your body, slightly and ever so cautiously, up and down.
We let out moans as we feel eachother more and more. You begin to move your hips up and down with confidence. I feel your walls tightening around my shaft. I begin to grip your waist harder. I find myself looking down and breathing against your chest. My hands move up your back and pull you in closer. Your hands grip my hair and pull me closer to you. I find myself leaning towards you. Your hands slide down the back of my hand and grip my shoulders. We hear our bodies, smacking against eachother, echoing throughout the apartment. The sound of the rain reflects our agression. We felt like animals as we ran on pure primal instinct.
Your nails scratches and digs into my skin, on the back of my shoulders. I didn’t care about the pain, it just felt so good. I couldn’t help but move my hips, clashing against rhythm of your downward movements. The sound grew louder as we pound and pound. We slowly are coated with eachothers sweat. We shout, grunt, and screamed. We didn’t care if anyone heard us. For all we know, it was just you and me in this world. Nothing else mattered.
There was a storm outside. Lighting flashes. The sound of the rain, hitting the windows, was louder than ever before. Time didn’t seem to exist; we didn’t know how long we were feeling and grinding eachother.
I felt the sense of orgasms creeping up on me. We frantically breath into eachothers mouths; we continue moaning and moaning. We kept shouting and grunting. The sensation is creeping closer and closer, until we burst. We felt the spark of electricity jolting through our spines. We stared into eachother eyes, climaxing and our voices stutters.
I feel your body relaxing. I feel your head on my shoulder. My hand reaches the back of your head and gently held you. I feel and hear you catching your breath. I descend and lay on my back. I find your cheek resting on top of my chest. I stroke your hair and caress your face. I feel your small breaths against my skin. I find you sound asleep. I caress your hair to the side and reached to kiss your forehead. I close my eyes, embracing you as my arms wraps around you.
I hear the stormy rain turned into droplets of water drizzling. I can hear he intervals between, the droplets hitting the window, long and spaced out.

Most people would think that the evil, demonic empress wanted to marry the prince in order to kill him and take absolute control. This isn’t true at all, she’s just lonely and wants someone to cuddle with. [MF]

Inspired by a [writing prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/f4up9b/wp_most_people_would_think_that_the_evil_demonic/) in /r/DirtyWritingPrompts

I, Prince Jarren, formerly of the Westwall Isles, was surprised at how comfortable being the consort of a demonic empress was.

It helped that, outside of her intimidating armor and spiky regalia, she was actually kind of cute, and blushed adorably whenever I told her so, even now, almost a year after our disaster of a ‘wedding’.

“Mrrrrh.” Evetali purred as I brushed her hair with my fingers, her head of pale platinum blonde hair resting on my chest as she used me like some body-pillow, human flesh warming her demonic heart. I didn’t stop combing her hair, though.

The first few nights had been terrifying; being newly ‘wed’ to a foreign empress who’s armies had savaged that of my home’s neighbors? Then came the wedding, which had more resembled the sale of cattle than a celebration of a union. I distinctly remember Renori – Eve’s favorite dragon – picking me up in her talons before beating her wings hard enough to bowl over two thirds of the guests.

The sight of that asshole Duke Lassiter continuing to roll (he was overindulgent, and had a clear downhill trajectory) long after the rest had stopped, though, was a silver lining like no other.

Tales of Erodale – Chapter 4 – [Fantasy, FFxOgre, Rough, Creampie, Femdom, Oral]

“Really wish that one of those guards had a smaller blade. Can’t use my guns or we’ll have a squad of guards right on top of us all over again.” Cadence, the skilled gunslinger and sharp-tongued beauty whispered towards her redheaded mage friend. Her brown and purple hair was still wet and some clung damply to the back of her neck as the skilled marksman rested against one of the walls inside of Queen Ariela’s castle. Rose’s magic had cleaned off all the cum and sexual juices from the girl’s skin and clothing but it had the side effect of having both girls as wet as if they had just stepped out of a lake.

Nearby, Cadence’s close friend Rose was looking around the left corner of the T intersection that they had arrived at.

“Well at least we have my magic.” Rose said, her voice kind and soft, not shy but definitely not hardened, even by the purpose she had embarked upon. Unfortunately, they had accumulated little success so far. After being waylaid by a tentacle creature guarding the dark queen’s garden, a group of guards had come across the two girls and believed them to be a pair of whores from the popular brothel in the town near the castle.

The Wrong Road Taken Part 3 [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [Witchcraft]

THE WRONG ROAD
PART 3

Leaving my new favorite botanical specimen I delved further down the path.
After going about a mile I began to hear voices.
Moving very quietly I did my best to be stealthy while looking for the source.
As I rounded a corner I saw a pair of hunters sitting in a blind.
Not very good hunters at that.
When you are hunting quiet is the golden rule.

I was about to sneak around them to avoid detection when one of the hunters left the blind and walked right up to where I was standing.
He had to be no more then ten feet away when he un-zipped his fly and took a leak.
I mean come on, really dude I’m standing right here. I said.
He just ignored me and continued to empty his bladder right in front of me.
I even yelled at him and he never noticed me.

How could you not notice a naked boy sporting a permanent erection not more then ten feet away?
Retracing my steps I turned back towards my the estate.
As I passed the Gorth they picked up their heads in hopes that I would play with them again.

Watching My Wife with Someone Else!

Watching My Wife with Someone Else!

Occasionally, my wife goes out of town for work. This was one of those times. She leaves me, for usually 4-5 days, all alone. On this particular occasion, it would be closer to two weeks. And this time, something happened, something strange, something new, and something…well…you’ll have to see for yourself.

On day ten of this particular trip, she texted me that she was going out with a group of colleagues. Of course she asked if it was okay, and of course I said yes. We trust each other completely. There’s never been a reason not to. Our sex is always hot, a bit kinky at times, and plentiful. So go! Have a good time with your people.

A few hours later, I was feeling a bit…shall we say…frisky. I have a toy, actually, I have more than a few. This one wraps around my penis, and with just the right amount of lube, it feels OH SO GOOD. I was getting myself a bit worked up, I mean it had been ten days since my last sexual encounter, and I needed something wet, something more than my hand. This would be perfect. Right around the time I was getting super aroused, but not yet playing with myself, my phone chimed. It was my wife.

Oral

Starting off slow, I deliberately take my time to undress you until you’re completely naked. Once you’re naked, I start to trail kisses from your lips to your jawline to your neck to your ears, which I languidly flick my tongue over a few times and tug slightly with my teeth, just for good measure. Just to hear your breathe quicken. I then make my way with kisses and long licks from your collar bone to your sternum to your nipples, which I lick, nibble, and suck until they’re harden peaks. So as not to leave your other breast unattended, I knead and palm it with my hand, causing you to moan and arch your back to press into both my mouth and hand some more.

Passionate love

I walk in – she’s laying there, cotton bra and panties on. She’s smiling tentatively and our lips meet as she strokes the bulge in my underwear with one hand. We kiss; getting progressively hornier until I get on top and caress one breast. She sits up and begins to tie her hair up before delicately unhooking her bra to unleash the full beauty of her two perfect boobs – the bra doesn’t do them justice. They aren’t massive, and don’t even move – just smile radiantly at me from her chest. I nervously peck one as she encourages me on – I’m so in love right now. I kiss her neck and rub her shoulders before showering her whole amazing body with yet more kisses; paying special attention to her feet when I reach them. I massage one beautiful arch while I kiss, lick and suck the other. We’re both in heaven.

I finally get to her incredible pussy – slowly removing her panties, I feel the tension easing. I go straight at it; what else is there to do? Alternating between her ultra-sensitive clit and her already-wet pussy, I ruthlessly administer wave after wave of cascading, erotic pleasure. She moans, animalistically – yes! Yes! I don’t bother asking if she’s ok; I know she’s more than ok. She sends shivers through my dick; she pushes down on my head as she shakes and moans uncontrollably – I’m not going anywhere.