Garnet – an Outfoxed Story – Chapter 2 [rape, supernatural]

Garnet didn’t know how long she lay there. Five minutes? Two hours? Several days, with the moon and sun passing over her while she lay in a haze? The trees and wind and sounds around her had no meaning. They occurred around her, but not to her, as she sat curled into a ball on a disused path through the thick of the forest.

When she did move, it was almost by accident, as a numb arm shifted under her and tilted her to one side. She fell onto her back, staring at the leaves overhead, blinking until the sky came into focus. With every movement on her face, she felt something dry rubbing against her, cracking so quietly only she could hear it, and she dared not reach up to see where it was.

I Definitely Want This to Happen Again! (OC, BBC, Threesome, Cheating)

“Alright babe, I’m about to head out! I’ll be home tonight around seven. If you need anything, text me. Ok?” Chad’s voice preceded him as he walked down the hall into the living room he shared with his girlfriend, a backpack stuffed full of cards and games hanging across his shoulder. Stepping into the room, he found Angie sitting on the couch, her long black hair pulled in a ponytail, a mess of glossy prints spread across the table.

“You go have fun. I’ll be here working on these prints.” She smiled, her bright blue eyes meeting his. “I’ll get this sorted out, and then probably play a game or something. Just text me when you’re headed home, so I know you’re safe.” Standing up, she walked with him to the front door, bare feet padding down the hall after him.

“You got it. See you tonight!” He said with a big grin, planting a kiss on soft unpainted lips. Angie watched as he backed out and drove away, going to meet his friends for their weekly game day. As he finally crested the hill, Angie turned back to the living room. Settling in, she began sorting through her photos again, sealing them in individual envelopes to be sent out. She had shot a special in red lingerie, and she knew the fans were going to love it.

[M/F] finally Fucking my sister.

So for a bit of context, I’m 18 and my sister is 21, we’ve always been pretty close but there’s never been anything sexual in between us, I’ve recently thought she was kinda hot thought but mostly because of the size of her tits, her tits at REALLY big, i don’t know bra sizes and all that but they remind me of lovely Liliths titties. Her lips are also pretty big which i find hot.

Lust//Fantasy 1 [MF] [Cheating]

His hand slid down the side of her body, his fingers sliding inside the panties on her waist and pushing them down roughly as he kissed at her neck. A deep moan escaped his lips as he pulled her closer, her panties the only thing between his cock and her pussy.
He bit down softly on her neck. “God I fucking need you, Calli.” He moaned, her skin pressed against his as he continued to work her panties down her legs but wanting to move his cock further away from her than necessary.

“Jay, you know I fucking need you more,” Calli said in a half whisper “I really fucking *beep* *beep*.”

Jay rolled over, a groan escaping his lips as he reached his arm over and pressed the alarm on the bedside table. Another hot dream ruined too early, he thought to himself as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. He looked over his shoulder. Rachel was still fast asleep next to him; his early alarm had received no response from her. The time ticked over to 3:01 as Jay adjusted his morning wood and moved towards the bedroom door. Work was usually a pain, but finally a business trip sent him to America, a place he had been itching to go for months.

The Local [FM]

Exhausted I slumped back into my chair and took another sip of my drink. The bar was quiet it was peaceful. Last few days weren’t though, twelve hour flight from Chicago to Lisbon, Portugal, then a drive down to Sintra then non stop mediation between my sister and her husband. My sister was going through a bad divorce and I was trying to help her wrap things up as smoothly as possible. But the last 3 days had just been shouting and throwing of things. I needed a break from this.

I grabbed my lighter and cigarettes and walked outside. The air was cool it felt good on my face. It was dark I looked around, pretty quiet for a Saturday night. I’d have someone wanting to bum a cigarette off me at this time in Chicago downtown right about now. I smiled at the thought. Sintra was beautiful, brick palatial buildings painted in different colors. Narrow cobblestone roads. I took a puff and leaned back on the wall.

The Bad Doctor, Part 5 [NSFW] [Rape] [MF]

So there we are, about two weeks later. She couldn’t see me last week because she was still taking care of her mother. She was able to come this week because her mother passed away so she was back to her home, with her husband and children, and needed to see me. *Her words.* She called me last Sunday on my cell phone, which I had given to her the night we had coffee at the coffee shop. You know, the night I went to her mom’s house and jerked off with her hand. Yeah, that’s the night. So, I gave her my number and nearly two weeks later she called me. She could’ve called my secretary like she did last week when she had to reschedule. But she called me on a Sunday evening. I could tell she had been drinking, her words were sliding together. “Dr I know I shouldn’t be calling you like this but my mom. She passed. And I need to talk to you. I need you to see me. I need to see you. Well okay then. I’ll talk to you soon I hope.” She struggled to end the call and that voicemail, I am not ashamed to say, was played many, many times both out loud and later in my mind. Anyway, that’s how we got to the appointment.

Looking for story

It was once on Experience Project, later sadly removed. It was called “The nasty neighbour girl” and was in parts titled “day x”. It contained a lot of watersports. Does anybody remember it and potentially saved it?

Recollecting sexy teenage [F]antasies [Foreplay]

Here’s a story from when I was a teenager (which wasn’t even that long ago, I’m just trying to sound ominous). This was long after I had accidentally discovered masturbation. The young mind is pretty creative and I had this sexy storyline which I visualised in great detail. It was a parallel universe with different human customs. Since it’s all in my head, I could make anything happen. Some days, I loved going to highschool because I knew it was going to be a long tease for me until I can finally lie in my bed, with a full bladder (for extra pleasure ;)) and rub myself into the depths of ecstasy while imagining up a sexy story.

WhatsApp Story for my partner. Part 1.

She had a house by the ocean. She liked to wonder down to the beach and watch the surfers. She goes down when it’s warm and sunny so she can sit in just her swim wear and the surfers are just wearing board shorts. She would watch them surf for hours, standing occasionally so she could get a better view and be seen. She would make sure that she was close to where their stuff was placed on the beach so that when they came back to the beach and towelled themselves dry she could see the moisture on their bodies.

Always one of the surfers, bronzed and salty from the sea would come over and say hello. She would lie on her back, propped up on her elbows and chat with them. Often she would find him attractive, young and lean, and would stand to be close to them or invite them to sit with her. As she enjoyed their company, a warmth would spread through her and she would squirm involuntarily as she became aroused. Board shorts meant that she could always tell if the feelings were reciprocated. It was rare they were not. As the sun touched the ocean horizon, she would invite him back to her house, a short walk through the dunes to the edge of the village. Fetching a cold drink from the fridge, she would lead them out onto the balcony as the last of the light disappeared.