Regret [MF][submission][oral]

Here’s another story from long ago. Imagined meeting between an old friend and I

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The last time we talked, I talked you into our old bad habits. Into being bad again for the sake of pleasure. I know were miles away, and I know it’s just text, but being bad is addicting. And when you caved I knew we were going to have fun, and text each other to an orgasm or two apiece. But something always comes up, and you told me you were going to take your toy for a joyride.

I wanted so bad to hear from you again, while you fucked yourself. To read your messages as you imagined what I would say. What I would do to you. I know I was in a compromising situation, but that’s what makes it fun. I wanted to send you a message about what I was imagining, about what I wanted to be doing. But you stopped responding as I imagine you were watching a video and cumming with your toy buried inside you.

So here’s what I am thinking about now.

Trivia Night With Steph (Part 2) [MMFF, ATM, Incest]

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I sat there, taking in the view of this tiny tan skinned beauty facing us while straddling the head of her husband, as he lapped my cum from her pussy. She was standing on her knees at the far end of the ottoman. Her gorgeous breasts stood at full attention, filling her narrow chest, her brown nipples pointed up slightly. Her flat stomach lead down to her bare pussy that she was grinding forward and back on her husband’s face. One arm was above her head, holding her hair up in a mess at the top of her head. Her mascara was smudged and dried onto her face in the tears of the almost painful orgasm I gave her. Her eyes closed, with her mouth open as she breathed, the corners of her mouth turned up into a smile.

Spying On My Sister

The noise woke me up. I looked at my phone and it said the time was just after 2am. Laughter. The laugher was coming from the basement. My sister’s bedroom was down there and I knew she had her boyfriend, James, over.

My room was upstairs, two floors away, so it was weird that I heard anything. Jenna was 21, two years older than me, and she was home from college on summer break, and it seemed like James never left her side that summer. He was the same age as her, but that seemed to be about the only thing they had in common.

James is a cute guy. Slim build, toned. The slightest of facial hair stubble. At that point, he had been with Jenna for about five years. I think she lost her virginity to him. She always thought he was the nicest guy and the most chivalrous of men. And he was. He treated her great. They had fun. He made her laugh, obviously, because they just wouldn’t shut up that night.

[MFTF] The First Cock: Lucy & Nicole

*This is a sequel to another story I posted here, and is part of a series I would love to write. Feedback, inspiration, and collaboration is welcome. Not sure if I tagged correctly – story includes a trans girl, a girl, and a male. Hope you enjoy.*

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Everything changed once Nicole and I slept together. She knew all of my secrets, my history, my dreams and fantasies. We spent hours wrapped in sweat- and cum-soaked sheets, whispering and giggling, telling stories, talking about work, and the future. Most of these conversations took place in the opulent master bedroom of a lush mansion in one of the most expensive suburbs in the city. I did not want to offend her, but Nicole quickly admitted that she was having an affair with Roger, the millionaire founder and CEO of the tech company we both worked for. The mansion was one of his many homes, though he did most of his business either from his private jet, or the beach house where he spent half the time surfing on his private beach. Nicole didn’t have her own place, and the bedroom where we spend most of our time outside of the office, was her bedroom.

The Pill Part 1[cheating][sci fi][noncon]

I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. Light, sandy hair. Piercing blue eyes. Slim, but athletic build. He was tall and handsome, with a casual confidence. He was also, my best friends boyfriend.

I met Max shortly after he started dating my friend Katy, and I immediately felt my heart skip. I had watched Katy walk around with a different man every weekend, for years, and I admit I felt a pang of jealousy over her many conquests. Max, however, was different. He wasn’t just another toned bad boy that she would be bored of in a week or two, she really liked this one. The jealousy formed an uncomfortable pit in my stomach, and as the weeks went on, it only built and grew inside me.

Skipping [FM] [Bondage] [Rope]

Word Count: 2,476

Tags: Bondage, Brat, Couple, Interracial, Masochist, Pain, Primal, Rigger, Ropebunny, Sadist

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I woke up to the subtle touch of Hyun’s fingers as he started tracing the curves on my hips. I could feel his warm breath against my neck as I stirred in my half asleep frame of mind. His hand then laid flat on my hip and began to reach forward, going towards my stomach.

“Mmn,” I murmured, shifting my position. I opened my eyes and looked at the blank wall I was facing for a moment before feeling for my phone on the nightstand. I switched it on to see that it was already ten in the morning. I hurriedly sat up and was on my way to get out of the bed when my boyfriend grabbed my arm, his hand gripping me tightly.

I looked back at him, only the blanket covering his lower half and became somewhat mesmerized by the outline of his muscles and the way his platinum blonde hair messily fell in his face with his black eyes narrowed sleepily. I quickly broke away from my daze and struggled against his grasp only to have him nearly pull me back into bed.

Kink Alphabet Series: Begging/Body Worship

She thinks he doesn’t notice.

The way she shivers when he scratches her scalp, how she holds her breath when he lightly runs his nail down the inside of her wrist. How her pupils go wide when he grabs her by the back of the neck, digging stinging crescents into her soft skin.

Oh, he *notices*. And he plans on giving her what she wants.

He’s kissing her now, deep and slow and wet, fingers tangled in her hair as he pulls her head back. Crowds her against the headboard, takes as much as he gives. He grasps her bottom lip with his teeth as he draws away and she whimpers at the drag, the *burn*, rolling her hips into his.

“I’ve noticed,” he starts, trailing his lips across her cheek to the shell of her ear, voice dark and gritty, “The way you stare at my hands. How you… react when I get my nails on you.”

To emphasize his point, he drags his nails down the back of her head and neck, watches as she gasps and trembles, clutching at his shoulders like she needs an anchor.

The Promise [MF] [robot]

My toy is finally here. I am so excited. It’s so heavy the delivery guy has to use a dolly. There’s a funny look in the guy’s eye as he hands me the clipboard so I can sign the receipt. He must know it’s a sex toy from the company on the shipping label… If I weren’t so excited, I would be embarrassed. But hey – it’s nobody’s business how I spend my credits. If I want to splurge on the world’s biggest and best Battery Operated Boyfriend, I will.

In fact, I did. Dreamboat Dan from Tandem Acts, Inc. I thought about HeartThrob Hal – but I liked the Dreamboat Dan model better. I’m glad I selected that one – as soon as I clicked on it and put it in my shopping cart, I saw it was the last one in stock.

Girls Do It Better

Emily looked at her phone. He just texted her. He was on his way to her work with an iced coffee from Tim Hortons. Milk double sugar. He always knew her order. I mean, he should; they’d been together for three years and that’s literally the only thing she orders. Yeah, three years. That doesn’t sound like a lot, but for Emily, a 25-year-old independent woman just getting her career off the ground, and with an unhealthy dose of fear of commitment, three years is an eternity. And it felt like it.

Not that Tom is a bad guy. He’s great. He treats Emily like a queen. He does everything for her. They’re a great couple, and everyone always asks them when they’re going to get married. She hated that. She never planned on getting married, and no offense to Tommy, he’s not the person she wanted to marry.

Emily wasn’t even sure she wanted to marry a guy anyway.

And that was the problem. She loved Tom. And she would never go behind his back with another guy. Ever. She never did.

My Work Husband [FM] [Rough] [Manipulation] [Guilt] [Rape]

My life could be best described as fortunate.

I have two beautiful daughters, one just graduated from high school, and her sister a few years away. I’ve been married to my husband since I was 17. We’ve built a wonderful family throughout the years, with no major issues that we couldn’t fix through talking or counseling. I just turned 39, and I was hit with an uncontrollable fear of turning forty. Over the last fear years, my husband and I havent had the best sexual relationship, if at all existent. But I’ve never betrayed him, although I’ve had the chance to on more than one occasion. On November 3rd of last year, I found my husband was sexting his secretary, and had a romantic relationship with her throughout our marriage. Through the jealousy, fear and pain, I had sex with a coworker I thought was my friend. He took advantage of me through my hardship. And I can safely admit now that I regret it.