Jan’s First Orgy

It was a Saturday morning when the phone rang and Rick picked it up and listened.

“I’ll call you back after I talk to Jan.”

“That was Mark, he wants to know if we would like to go to party at a white couple’s house.”

“Sure I said what’s it all about?”

“Five couples, Mark and GF, Leon and GF, you know both of them, Jose and his wife and Frank and his wife, they are the ones giving the party at their house.”

“If Mark and Leon are going to be there I said, I have an idea that it’s going to be a fuck party. They both have fucked me a few times before but it was always in a van or car but no women, sure I want to go but find out more about it”

Ricky called back and after a few minutes told me that we should bring a bottle and that everything goes. I told him, I am game, it’ll be different.

I got dressed the sexiest way that I could. No bra, thong, black see through blouse that showed my tits to their best advantage, very short skirt that barely covered my ass, black laced thigh high stockings and black spiked heel shoes.

The Halloween Hookup (FF) (Toys) (Stranger)

I hate college parties. The crowds, the nose, the drunk frat boys hitting on me. But this was a Halloween party at one of the biggest frats on campus. Sounds like what I would avoid, right? Not a chance. Halloween is when all the girls go wild.

Everyone thinks I don’t date guys because I’m too busy studying and working. The truth is, I don’t like guys; I like girls. Unfortunately, my family won’t accept this, so I keep it a secret for now. I take every opportunity I can to check out the girls on campus when I can be sure I won’t get caught or seen. A costume party where people will be so drunk, they won’t remember my name? Perfect cover!

I dressed up as a schoolgirl. Red lace bra and thong, plaid skirt that came a couple inches above my knees, white knee-high stockings and a white blouse. I left the top three buttons unbuttoned, showing off the bra I was wearing. For my personal pleasure, I slipped a remote-controlled vibrator inside my virgin pussy.

The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 9

Mr Weasley appeared outside of Luna’s house. He’d had a long day at work trying to cover the whole saga about Luna hexing the poor muggle boy.

After knocking on her front door for a few minutes she answered.

Mr Weasley’s attention was lost for a moment when he noticed she was only wearing a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was wet and tied up. Her small cleavage was visible as the small towel left little to the imagination, with her milky legs barely covered.

‘Ermm… Yes hello Luna.’ He muttered, trying to regain his composure. ‘May I come in for a minute to speak to you.’

Luna let him into the house, and after offering him a drink, went to put on some suitable clothes.

‘So Luna, I’ve been investigating a case involving you and a muggle boy in the village.’ Mr Weasley explained.

‘Ohh I’m sorry Mr Weasley, he just got me so upset that I acted without thinking.’ She said in her usual dreamy far away voice, although her eyes were filled with guilt. ‘Am I in trouble?’

Roadtrip [MF]

Davis closed the door to his apartment and locked it. He carried his suitcase to the car. He was ready. After several years of hard work and saving his money he had finally quit his dead end job and was going on the roadtrip. Davis was 28 and up until recently had worked in Baltimore. But he had grown up near Boston and aside from family vacations to Maine or South Carolina he had not really seen the US and was ready. For the next three months he was going to travel through the US. Starting by heading north and west he had hopes to see the northern states, the midwest, down the west coast and back through the south. He had no plans for destinations or timelines. He would drive when he wanted and sleep when he was tired. He would stay for several days at places he wanted and move on. Who knows, maybe he would fall in love with a new location and find a job there.

Dragon Fuck

As they continued, a strong musky odor permeated the air. The biomass remembered that two groups of women must have passed by unscathed, and wondered if the smaller groupings of biomass cockblocked the dragon or played decoy.

They saw the dragon feverishly humping a boulder, and it was apparent which route was chosen.

The barkeep gleefully removed her clothes and prostrated herself to the dragon, spreading her vulva and anus enticingly. Wasting no time, the dragons tongue reached for her fragant folds, lapping roughly in her holes before groping at her chest with its forked ends.

Not long after, the dragon violently ravished the barkeep, grinding her into the dank floor with each ram of its pelvis, as its tongue hungrily slathered all over her body. Insects gathered around the sweet milk spilling from her breasts as they sprayed with each thrust.

The dragons tongue moved to the barkeep’s laden chest and each fork lassoed around a teat, before sliding up, causing large streams of milk to spray. They then each entered a sopping nipplecunt, swirling around, coating the interior with saliva, before one of the forks left its cavity and entered the other’s. The fork tongue then stretched the nipplecunt into a gape before relaxing, letting the nipple snap closed before pulling out, stretching the teat from her chest before doing the same with the other, switching from breast to breast.

Fragment From A Series[Caution][M+F][Beast][Humiliation]

They didn’t rest long though, as a loud commotion could be heard from town. Peering out the window, the horde of underground men could be seen desperately asking for release of some sort.
“Should we indulge them ladies?”
“For a price,” the shopkeep agreed.
Slinging the comatose barkeep over her shoulder, the biomass headed toward the crowd with the shopkeeper, who handled negotiations. The deal outlined was every man needed to pay 50 gold for each woman he wanted to use. The ladies coffers were soon filled, as they serviced the men with their bodies. The sleeping barkeep was especially popular, dubbed ‘sleeping beauty’ by the men as they plastered her with pent up seed and groped her body. The men all had a fascination with her, as she had denied them while in the cave. Each hole was constantly packed with at least two dicks, while many more jerked off onto her. Her nipples stretched and cocks pumped in and out of her chest, lubricated with milk and semen. After her breasts were packed full of cum, she was made to suck them clean before they once again were filled. She was rotated often, as so to get more even coverage of semen. The men all slapped her buttocks and breasts as they fucked, and when she roused awake, they only got more savage. She moaned and convulsed as semen poured in and out of her. They even had stray dogs come fuck her alongside them, as to even further degrade the barkeep, with her pussy and ass being knotted several times. The men jeered as she was fucked doggy style by mutts one after the other as they held her down, her back being clawed at as the beasts bred her. A boar was brought not long after, and she gasped as its corkscrew cock curled in and out of her womb, each twist rubbing along her cervix as she was pressed down and fucked. The boar squealed with her as it came, directly spraying her womb and sealing it off with a thick plug. She was then made to suck the pig cock clean of all the cum and juice on it, its length being slobbered on by her as it made its way up and down her throat. A hot brand pressed “CAVE WHORE” into her left asscheek, and she squealed as cocks continued to thrust in out of her. After every man (and occasional beast) had a go with her, they tied her up with stakes and had her splay out her oozing holes upwards so that they could continue to fill her to the brim. Metal spreaders were inserted into her vulva, anus, breasts and mouth, having them gape open revealing pools of white, as the men pissed on her face and spit upon her body. Soon, the towns’ men joined in as well and the other two received similar treatment, although with less maliciousness. By the end of it, the women had made at least 2000 gold. The barkeep was freed of her bonds and semen poured out in globs as she righted herself and removed the spreaders.
Legs shaking, she coughed up semen as she exclaimed, “Well that was fun.”

Birthday Boy

My buddies want to take me out for my 30th birthday. I normally don’t go out, I’m much more of a homebody than other people in my social circle. They say they’ll buy me drinks all night, and have been begging to take me out for the past couple weeks. ”C’mon man, it’s your 30th birthday! You never go out with us. Let’s get fucked up!” they said. I couldn’t say no, although my plan was to let them all get shitfaced and slip out early.

We live in a small college city, so the bars are usually filled with a younger crowd. Maybe I’ll get lucky tonight and go home with a pretty college girl. That would certainly top my birthday off in a delightful way. I’m not the most suave guy, but I’m no Quasimodo. We get to the first bar of the evening around 9. The scene is good. Not too crowded, but plenty of people enjoying their night. We all take shots to start off, then another, and another. My buddy’s choice of tequila will sure make for an interesting night. The bar a few blocks down has a good birthday wing deal, so we stumble out of the first bar and make our way down the street.

The Final Initiation [M+F] [Oral] [Anal] [PIV] [Magic] [Ritual]

“It’s time.”

Allison Evelyn had been waiting to hear those words for nearly three years. They marked the final step in a process that began the day she made a fateful decision to run from a world in which she never belonged. Many parts of that process had been difficult, strenuous, and downright heartbreaking at times. Now, after all that struggles and strife, she stood on the cusp of her greatest reward to date.

“I’m ready,” Allison said in response, not even looking towards the source of the voice.

“Are you sure?” the male figure replied. “Once you enter the chamber, there’s no turning back.”

“I’m sure,” she said without hesitation. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

The man fell silent. Allison still didn’t look up to greet him, nor did she acknowledge him when he left the room. It was part of the process. She wasn’t allowed to see or identify the face of anyone involved. Even if she recognized the voice, she couldn’t put a name to it. This night and this moment was all about her.

Office Politics [Straight]

You know the effect you have on me and just how hard it is to resist you.

When you walked into the office the way a ballet dancer would after a performance; lighter than air and with the grace of a swan landing on a lake without causing a ripple. I noticed your heels first

**tap, tap, tap**

Across the hardwood floor of the office. That sly half-smile when you glanced my direction. The same heels you wore Wednesday last week when you drew me into the copy room to ask me if I remembered the kiss.

Christmas office party, and you were in that tight pencil skirt and ugly ass sweater. I didn’t think much of you then, just a coworker having fun at the party; but when you grabbed my tie and drew me under the mistletoe and into your lips, you became my every obsession. Like a drug, I need you.

You asked if I could help with the machine, but the way you bit your lip told me you wanted more. When you drew the shades and locked the copy room door, it happened. It was dark, but the tingling touch of your hands wrapping around my neck, the wet taste of your tongue flicking against mine was like a line of Columbia’s finest; my heart beating a furious cadence.