The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 8

Luna continued her slow pacing round her back garden. Gone were her looks from the night before. When she was at home she liked to spend her time in muggle clothes she found comfortable. Today she was walking round her garden bare foot wearing a pair of shorts, a loose flowery shirt and a braided headband in her messy hair.

Luna liked spending time in her garden. She’d often spend time walking around humming quietly to herself or listening to the birds whistling from a near by tree.

Her thoughts today though, as she took another lap around the garden, were about Tom making love to her last night. She couldn’t stop thinking about him, and it wasn’t just the sex that was on her mind. He was so beautiful to her and was so kind. She seriously considered that he would make a truly wonderful boyfriend.

He’d promised to come see her today and she couldn’t wait to just be around him again, although the thought of him making love to her again excited her. So as she chucked some food onto the grass for the birds, she made her way back into the house.
*****

Hello Sir

Hello sir,
Kitten needs her daddy, she lies there. Alone in bed lusting for his touch. She thinks about what she wants daddy to do to her. Does she want punishment or sensual playtime? Kitten gives it some thought and knows she wants to be punished by the only man who truly knows what she wants.

She closes her eyes, picturing what would be happening if daddy were there to please her. She brushed one hand down her chest to her slightly hard nipples then to her tummy where she has a light touch, finally she reaches her panties. She glides her fingers across the top of her panties over her clit and rubs gently. Letting out small moans, she makes her way underneath her panties.

Slight penetration drives kitten to moan even louder. She takes her other hand to her throat to grasp both sides just like daddy would causing her to let out small little whimpers. Kitten is craving daddy more than ever now. All she wants is daddy. She keeps thinking about him spanking her for being a bad kitten while he is ramming her from behind. She wants to be daddy’s little slut once again. She’s about to cum so she rolls over and smothers her face into her pillow, rubbing her clit as fast as she can, screaming daddy’s name as she cums all over her tiny fingers.

Secret Lives of King Togo Island Part 1

This is my first story I have posted on Reddit. I have 3 parts written so far.

Secret Lives of King Togo Island Part 1

**Chapter 1**

As the plane started its final descent, I looked out the window and saw the beautiful Caribbean island nation of King Togo. King Togo is a diverse tropical island, with small hillsides, lush tropical forests, and beautiful beaches. It popularity has risen in the last 30 years due it becoming a tax haven for the uber wealthy. This increase in wealth has created a nation which is commonly referred to as the Monaco of the Caribbean. The Capital city Port De Paul, is known for its fancy hotels, large casinos, and harbors full of mega yachts. The country prides itself on security and privacy which is uncommon for most nations in this area. They do this by strictly controlling who become residents and importing majority of its workers from overseas. While this island is a paradise to most, it holds a dark secret which is not spoken of to the rest of the world, which I would soon discover.

Desperate to share

***Again, rescued from my tumblr.***

You wake up to fingers in your cunt. You’re dazed, sore, your ass stings, your thighs burn. You remember the beating from the night before, you remember the denial from the night before. You haven’t been allowed to cum for 10 days. You’ve been allowed to touch, but for 1 minute every hour. Unless when I was touching you, you were edged. Your little cunt is constantly wet and puffy. And red from the spankings. Your cunt is angry at you. You’re angry at me. Im laughing at the desperation. But you made it. 10 days until you could cum. That was my promise. You struggle up, i pull my fingers out of you. “Desperate little slut, aren’t you”. “Yes sir” “You’re going to call Emma. The only way you’re going to cum is if she is there.” We shared Emma a few times. She was sexy, sexual, and definitely into our play.

Tied Up and Owned [MF]

I love being owned—put in my place; and used. Sexually. Over and over and over again. By my husband. Why? Because I trust him. He won’t hurt me. It took me a bit to convince him of this, for him to make me his little sex slave. The perfect slut, just for him. He’s sweet, and treats me well, so being a super dominate force, isn’t really his nature—or I should say, “wasn’t” his nature. Now, he owns me. And does what he wants.

The first night we tried it, pure ecstasy. He tied me to the bed, completely naked, exposed, and well, [see for yourself](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/10/10/owned/).

HACKED WEBCAM (F4M, BDSM, AGEPLAY, BEAST, INCEST) – PART 3

I was inspired today, so here’s some more :

My reward came seconds after he promised. I could only see the lower parts of his legs since my face was pressed to the floor but I guessed he was standing right in front of me and that’s when my reward came. He started urinating right in the dog bowl while standing up. Of course plenty splashed against my face as he did and quickly the bowl was almost full. He still had to pee and so did on top of my head and back until he was done. I kept my eyes shut and lips while he did but I still had the taste and I quickly figured out what my reward was. «Do you need a reminder of what you have to do?» he said sternly. I shook my head and lowered my mouth towards the bowl and I tried, oh god I tried but as soon as my lips touched his still hot pee, I almost retched and pulled my head up. «ZAPPPPPP» the shock collar went off and made my face actually go down in the piss bowl but still I couldn’t swallow. «Well I guess my new bitch still needs some training» he said. He walked away and all I heard was him rummaging through some drawers.

Sharing is Caring (Gay) (Handjob) (Masturbation)

“I wish this thing were longer.” Hasty says. “Why didn’t you buy a longer one?” Annie asks. “I couldn’t find one.” She responds. Annie and Hasty are attempting to share an open-ended cock sleeve. “Here, I’ll put it on you first.” Hasty says. She slides the sleeve halfway onto Annie’s cock leaving space for her own. “Now it’s my turn.” She says. Hasty slips her cock into the other end of the sleeve and presses her tip against Annie’s. “This is really hot.” Annie says. “I know, I wanted to do this so bad.” Hasty says. “Can I hold it?” Annie asks. “Sure.” Hasty responds. She passes control of the sleeve to Annie. He slowly slides it back and forth over their two cocks. “Mm… mm… Wait… Slow down…” Hasty says. “Are you already about to cum?” Annie asks. “Yes.” She responds. “But we only just started.” He says. “Yea but our tips being pressed together like this is too much for me.” She explains. She’s so close to the edge right now that she can’t help it. She cums. Her cum fills the empty space around their tips and is squeezed between every crack. Her cum has coated their cocks and is dripping from both ends of the sleeve. “Sorry.” Hasty says. “That was actually really hot.” Annie says. He slides the sleeve back and forth watching Hasty’s cum move around inside. “You’re right that is really hot.” Hasty says. “Can I try something different?” She asks. “Sure.” Annie responds. She pulls the sleeve off of their cocks and holds their cocks together. She slides the sleeve down onto their cocks. It’s a tight fit. “It’s not going to fit.” Annie says. “It’ll fit.” Hasty says. She continues to slide the sleeve down. The two of them moan as their cocks are squeezed together. She gives the sleeve one last push and the tips of their cocks pop out of the top. “See, I told you it would fit.” Hasty says. She attempts to move the sleeve, but it doesn’t. “Uh-oh.” She says. “What?” Annie asks. “I can’t move it.” Hasty responds. “How do we get it off then?” Annie asks. “I don’t know.” Hasty says. “I guess we just have to cum and wait for it to come off.” Annie says. He then cups his hand over both their tips and rubs it around. Annie begins to moan, and despite having just came a moment ago, Hasty begins to moan as well. They look at each other and starting kissing. Hasty puts her hands around Annie’s head as they kiss. Annie removes his hand from their tips. “Why’d you stop?” Hasty asks. “I’ve got an idea.” He responds. Annie reaches over to the side and grabs a small vibrator. He switches it on and touches it against their tips. They’re both caught off guard by it, and they squirm and gasp. “I think… mm… the vibrator… might’ve… *moan*… been… a bit mmmuch…” Hasty says struggling to speak. “Why?… Nnn… is… it… mm… too much… for you?” Annie says also struggling to speak. “Is that… mm… a challenge?” Hasty asks. Annie forms a mischievous smile on his face. Hasty grabs the sleeve around their cocks and tries to move it. It only barely moves, but it’s just enough to push the two of them over the edge. They kiss and cum all over each other. “That was such a good idea.” Hasty says, panting. “I know.” Annie says, also panting. “I feel so tired now.” Hasty says. “Let’s lay down.” Annie says. They lay down and cuddle with their cocks still wrapped together in the sleeve.

The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 7

Ginny ran out of Luna’s house quickly and made her way down the path towards the local village. She needed some time to think. She still couldn’t believe she’d just kissed Luna. Luna who looked so sad when she had told her about wanting to have sex with someone, and now Ginny had mislead her. And there was Harry. Was she going to have to tell him? Would he be angry if he found out? Would he leave her?

Her thoughts were spinning and she felt sick with worry when she noticed a flashing light through her pocket. Realising it must be the notepad Harry had given her she pulled it out and read a note from Luna.

*Ginny*
*I hope I haven’t upset you and freaked you out. I’m always doing that to people, I’m a terrible friend. I understand if you’re angry at me for kissing you, I couldn’t help myself.*
*I promise I won’t tell Harry and hopefully we can just forget about the whole thing.*
*Luna x*

Ginny sighed. She could never be angry at Luna, she was just angry at herself for enjoying it and not stopping straight away.

Friends Sister (Part 2) [Foot Fetish/Dom]

So a few weeks go by and Summer continues to fly by. Sarah and I text, usually to see how the days going, but sometimes to flirt. A couple times she posted pictures of her feet, usually bare or in flip flops, to social media, saying “Lovely day out!”, and I knew she was secretly teasing me, because she never posted pictures like that previously. She began to ask what I liked about feet, what color nail polish I enjoyed, and other similar questions. This was amazing to me, as I had never met a girl interested in my fetish. I explained how I felt and she seemed intrigued by it.

Eventually, she asked if we could hang out, just us, and I was thrilled. I wasnt sure how her family would feel, or if they knew how we felt really about each other at the time (Her father was very overbearing). She said she had it under control. She had told them that she was going to a movie and I was her ride to and from, because I lived close. When asked why her brother couldn’t take her, it was the simple truth: He was at work.

Friends Sister (Part 1) [Foot Fetish/Dom]

I’m laying on the couch at my friends, waiting for him to get out of work and come hang out. His parents had let me in on their way out and I figured I had the place to myself for a bit. I had booted up the xbox and was getting ready to play when I heard some noise on the stairs.

I glance over to see my friends younger sister Sara trotting down the stairs. She was only a few years younger then me, but was already as tall as I was. “Hey Sara”, I said, watching her come into the room. “Hey! ‘Sup?”, she says, sitting in the chair next to the couch. I look her up and down. She had grown very pretty over the last few years, tan skin, brown, curly hair, green eyes, and legs for days. Today she had on a school volleyball shirt and volleyball shorts, which showed off her athletic figure. “Not much, waiting for your bro so we can play some games, you know.” “Ahhh, yeah that makes sense”, she said, stretching, and I notice she’s not wearing a bra beneath her shirt. “Sucks he had someone call in, so he will be awhile.”