I want to feel you cumming inside me [MF]

Something gentle and sensual, on your lap maybe. Your face in my hands as I kiss your forehead and shut my eyes. Your hands wrapped around my throat so that you can feel the racing pulse of my heartbeat. I’m whispering for you to squeeze harder, just as my pussy grips you with all its might.

You’re sitting on the edge of the bed, your feet on the rug to stay warm. I’m riding you gently. Sweet and slow, like the tide on a clear day where the wind isn’t in a hurry and people are lazily strolling down the shoreline. Gently. Steadily, taking you as deep as I can, making sure my pussy lips are memorizing every inch of your cock. Over and over, tiny little waves and lots of tender kisses.

When my face is red, you relinquish my throat. Your hands trail down my back, sliding over my shoulder blades, my spine, and come to rest on my ass. A fresh shudder runs through my body when you grab my cheeks. That’s my favorite. That soft little rising and falling. My ass coming down on your thighs, taking your cock inside my pussy as far as it can possibly go, till it’s pressing against some deep, unexplored depth of my soul.

[M] [F mast] [inc] My sister is on Tinder (Part 2)

Reddit, this just happened last night.

Following your advice, I decided to flirt with Rachel on Tinder. It wasn’t an easy choice, and in hindsight I don’t even know if it was the right one. But it’s the choice I made. And now I get to live with it. Please help me out again.

Once the decision was made, I fired up Tinder, and I wrote to her the best opener I could come up with.
I literally wrote “Generic boring opening message”
“lol generic intrigued response” she answered

From there it was basically on. I went on some kind of autopilot, pretending it wasn’t even my own sister I was chatting with.

“Slightly sexual punch line”
“I am oh so embarrassed”
“I’ll walk it back, but only slightly”
“Slightly slutty remark that shows I want it”
“Hint that I want it too”
“Meet me downstairs then silly” was the last thing she wrote before logging off

“Fuck fuck fuck!” I thought to myself “what now?”

Hacked and Used [Non consent] (Part 2)

It was 13 days since dan had exploited heather, his mind had raced about how horny that got him.

He was true to his word though, once he had left her house he had wiped all of her data from his computer. He searched for more websites that had a lazy enough firewall for him to be able to implement his virus, going through 20 or so an hour until he found an interesting one, Christina Harrison’s personal campaign website, she would be running for state senator next month and there were rumours floating around the area that she was corrupted.

With a spur of the moment decision he had found his next target

Dan planted a new bug on the system which could track credentials used to login, it would also then allow him to gain control of the web server that hosted Christina’s website

3 hours later he was blown away, how could someone so powerful have almost no cyber security. Her password was the same for everything so he now had access to all of her social media, her emails and most importantly, her entire business network.

The Lady of Constance Keep Part 2 [Fiction] [MMF]

Natasha lay motionless on the floor of the dungeon contemplating the events that had just taken place. She had just allowed a lowborn man to fuck her. A man snuck into her home to steal her possessions and he was rewarded not with his head being removed but by being allowed to lay with the lady of the keep. After a few moments regaining her breath and raised herself to a seated position. Looking around at her squalid surroundings, the keys on the floor by the door caught her eye. “I need to get back to my chambers.” She thought. Quickly, Natasha darted towards the door, scooping the keys off the floor and peering out to see if the sleeping guard had awoken from his drunken stupor. He had not, and the way was clear. She locked the door to the dungeons behind her and placed the keys back on the table where she had found them, now no one would know of the debauchery that had just taken place beneath their very noses. Bunching the front of her dress together to cover her breasts, Natasha moved silently throughout the corridors until she approached the entrance to her chambers. She stood around the corner from her door where the guards stood.

F(18+)4M HACKED WEBCAM – PART 6a – THE CHAIR

I woke up to the sound of the door opening and some kind of rolling noise and then the lights turned on. A man, I could tell he was different than the other because he seemed taller and skinnier, all dressed in surgical clothing including a mask stood beside a weird looking chair with wires, straps and tubes sticking out of it. Wordlessly, he unlocked the cage, pulled me out and carried me to the chair. I was still too exhausted to struggle and I knew now not too anyway, so he very efficiently strapped and secured me to the chair until I could barely move a muscle. Every one of my limbs was independently secured to a part of the chair including my head. For some weird reason, it reminded me of a movie or comic strips were a girl had been kidnapped by aliens and experimented on. Next, he pulled out a remote control out of a pocket, punched in a few keys and the chair started to make noises and move. My back was reclined halfway and then my chest pushed up from under while my head was further tilted back, not very comfortable but not awful until the machine started spreading my legs and spreading some more. Now I’m a fit girl and could probably do the splits but the chair was pushing for more. I started pleading and sobbing as I felt my leg muscles scream in pain against the machine but he never even looked at me until finally my legs had been spread almost 90 degrees to each side of my body. I was in excruciated pain and I taught my muscles or tendons would fail any minute now. Without warning a needle was plunged in my arm and I was injected with something that burned as it went inside my body. For the first time, he spoke «This is a mix or adrenaline and female Viagra» he just said as I slowly felt my body come alive with energy and hunger. I swear I could feel my sore pussy start leaking cunt juices.

S pegs her frustration on B [MF]

It had been a long week, and I needed to get out of the office. I could feel the stress piling on my shoulders. When my phone buzzed and S said she would be home soon, I knew that release would come soon.

After I arrived home, I put Spotify on to play and settled into the quiet routine of a light meal. As i stood at the stove I heard a light rap on the door and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I realised that S had arrived.

“Hey B, you look fried!” S said as I opened the door. She stepped in and kicked off her shoes. Her curves highlighted by the severe corporate blouse and skirt caused me to stir. “Wine?” She asked, holding up a bottle. Wine was the last thing on my mind. “Sure,” I said instead, and took two glasses down from the shelf

Wine in hand we sat on the couch and exchanged a few stories of our week. S has a job out at the airport and was highly strung out. “I need to take out my frustration on something I guess!” She explained. “Take it out on me,” I offered, with my heart in my mouth and my cock pressing firmly against my belt.

Roommates Story – Ch 2 (Shy girl, MF, Sex, Creampie, Slutty Roommate)

I slowly opened the door just a bit. The room belongs to Veronica, my other roommate, besides Kikia. Even though I knocked and she had said to come in, I still made sure to go slow. The girl who usually stayed inside and played games had told him quietly before that if someone opens the door too quickly, the noise takes her off her game. As I made it into her room, I grabbed her trash can and dumped out its contents. The simple is among the list of my weekly chore around the house.

Looking into the room, I spotted Veronica. The girl with green hair set in a simple ponytail was playing one of her games. Given that she didn’t turn to greet me, I had a feeling it was one of her online games, and she couldn’t pause the gameplay.

Bliss[drugs][lesbian][taboo]

Shannon and her daughter Vicky pulled into their driveway after returning home from the gym. Shannon was just starting to get a little bit hazy, and she wondered if what had just happened at the gym was a good idea.

They had gone to the gym that day together, Vicky to train for her highschool track and field qualifiers, and Shannon to meet her friend Janet to talk about a somewhat sensitive subject. Shannon had heard from another girl at the gym about a new workout supplement that supposedly not only helped to make your workout more effective, but also gave you more energy and made the whole experience more enjoyable. The supplement wasn’t yet available in the US as it hadn’t been tested by the FDA, which made this particular supplement illegal.

Vicky made her way to the treadmills to train, while Shannon told her she was meeting Janet in the sauna for a moment. She made her way to the sauna where she found her friend nude, sitting on the wooden benches. Janet was sweating, her almost orangish tan glistening under the dim lights of the sauna. Her copper hair was tied up in a messy bun, and her thick eyeliner was just slightly smudged from the moisture in the air. Her breasts were large and rounded, her nipples stiff and her flesh dimpling. She sat with her legs crossed, staring at the door as Shannon walked in.

The Teacher’s Emo Slut [MF] [Teen] [Teacher] [Kissing] [Creampie] [Drugs] [Older man, younger woman]

Abbie grabbed her tits through her tight blue dress, giving them a squeeze. She turned, staring at the curve of her ass in the mirror and the shape of her legs in her heels. Her forearms were covered in bracelets and bands. She had a nose and lip piercing, eyes cast with dark mascara, short, messy hair coming to her shoulders and freshly dyed black. Even though the school had warned her, she wore fishnet leggings anyway. What, were they going to kick her out? Her senior year?

She could hear the music bumping through the hallway. This year’s prom theme was “Under the Sea,” which was the same theme it had been last year. And the year before that. And the year before that. The student committees never got much more creative with their ideas. Abbie was alone in the bathroom; the other girls having rushed back to the dance floor.

For some, being a senior without a date to the prom was embarrassing. To make it through four years of bullshit only to not get *someone* to pretend to like you for a night? Seemed pathetic. Abbie was fine with it. Her best friend, a tall, lanky goth dude named Brian, had asked her to go as friends, but he insisted on wearing his “tail,” so she shot him down. He was a little *too* eccentric, even for her. And for rural Minnesota, Abbie was already too weird.

Hacked and Used [non consent] (Part 1)

This is a possible new series that I am looking to do, each episode will have the same antagonist but other characters in the story will change

Dan was bored on one Friday night, he decided that he wanted to satisfy himself but wanted to make a little game out of it, his plan was to plant a virus on a popular website and gain access to someone’s computer, from there he could find out almost anything about them and blackmail them into submission

Dan got to work on creating his virus, 2 hours later he was done, he just needed to type a line of code and now anytime someone posted on ‘moms.net’ he would have full control of their machine

Not 5 minutes later he got a hit, the session initialised and he could control their computer

He got to creating his portfolio, finding credit card details, private messages to her boss, family photos and then the holy grail, a folder that was hidden, inside it where a few sexy photos of the woman and a video that she had recorded