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Counting it out [MDom] [FSub]

I woke up earlier than usual, Sir was still in a deep sleep at my side. I slide out quietly to the kitchen and put on some coffee. As I sat there drinking my coffee while the sun came up I thought about our session last night and I felt myself get aroused. I couldn’t help it, my desire overwhelming me I went back into the bedroom

Standing there I watched him, knowing how stern he could be when I didn’t obey didn’t discourage me from wanting him. In fact it increased my desire for him.

I climbed onto the bed like a kitten and sat there thinking of how much I loved his cock and all the ways he used me with it. My heart pounded and I felt it was a risk, I slinked up closer to him and pulled back the blanket. I could feel my wetness increasing as I looked at him. He stirred for a second and I froze hoping that he wouldn’t open his eyes. Thankful that he didn’t I crawled closer and slowly peeled down his boxers. I lowered my face to his crotch and inhaled deeply, intoxicated by his scent. I didn’t want to waste anytime so I slide his cock into my mouth, enjoying the feel of the softness of his skin. Read more »

Hand Solo [F]

It was just one of those days. Her feet and legs ached from standing most of the day in heels. She felt icky since the air conditioner wasn’t functioning in the office. And no matter what she did it was impossible to please her boss.

 

The heels didn’t even make it all the way to her apartment. She took them off as soon as she reached her floor and carried them by their straps the rest of the way down the hall to her door. Her bra was unclasped as soon as her apartment door closed behind her. Just feeling the release of pressure from around her chest after so many hours brought some relief.

 

She tossed her purse on to the couch and saw some of its contents spill out, but she didn’t care. She would deal with that later.

 

The skirt was unzipped as soon as she entered her bedroom and the sway of her hips as she walked to her bathroom convinced it to fall down her legs. She simply stepped out of it when it reached the floor of her bedroom.

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The Conversation [mf][confession][oral][femdom]

As they talked, still mostly strangers, he felt himself molding to her mind, taking the shapes she chose to form and foster. Part of him resisted, fighting to prove his ability to fight. But the greater part tasted awe and appreciation. And the taste was a little bit divine.

“Tell me something,” she said, tipping her red wine to her lips.

The music she had chosen mixed with the gentle intoxication and painted his perception of the room and the moment.

“Tell me something you would never admit,” she said.

“Like what?” he said

“Something sexual.”

He choked a little.

She waited. He settled. She smiled.

“Um, I don’t know….”

“Of cause you do.”

“I….”

“You know exactly where your mind leapt and all the reasons you won’t speak it.”

“Can we-“

“I’ll help you. How about this? Have you ever fantasized about a man?”

“A man?”

“Specifically, his cock.”

“Any reason you would think to ask me THAT question?”

“Stop. I want a real answer. Close your eyes.”

He did. Read more »

Drunk Step-Dad Thought I Was Mom [Str8] [M/f] [Inc] [Step] [Dub-con] [Drunk] [Deception] [Creampie]

# READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

***The following story contains themes of an incestuous (step) nature, as well as deception and a lack of clear consent. If such things offend, upset or disturb you then please do not read on.***

# Drunk Step-Dad Thought I Was Mom

*By Eden Bliss*

Mom and her boyfriend Nick had been fighting again.

They fought often, over different things but mostly mom’s costly spending habits.

And when I say they, I mean mom fought.

Nick was always so calm and collected and rarely raised his voice. He had the patience of a saint. My mom’s an infuriating person. Even I can’t stand her. She’s contributed almost nothing positive to my life. She even cheated on my dad right up until the day he died.

My mom’s your typical bimbo. Blonde, bitchy and basic. Complete with the big fake boobs and Kim Kardashian ass too! Not that she needed fake boobs or fake anything for that matter, hers were naturally big and if there’s anything I suppose I could be grateful for, it’s my looks. Read more »

nsfw He came over (mf) (oral)

It was almost 9 and he would be showing up soon..if he had gathered the gumption to go through with actually seeing her that is.

She was so nervous she had cleaned the same spot on the counter several times and checked the mirror for the 100th time. She had no idea what to expect or even if this would be the last time she saw him.

He texted her “I’m here”. Her heart was pounding and she tried to calmy open the door to beckon him into her house. He was really here!

She stood on tip toe and wrapped her arms around him. Ugh why did he have to smell sooo goood!

He said he couldn’t stay long and her heart sank thinking how long she would be able to be around him.

She offered him a drink and had some slow jams from the 90s playing low in the background.

She could see how nervous he was to even in her living room. He would barely look her straight on in the face but anytime she turned his eyes were glued on her. Read more »

Chloe’s Addiction 12 [Incest] [Brother/Sister] [M/F] [Exhibitionism]

The teacher had made an effort to look after me, closing off the toilets and going off to bring back towels and one of the old spare PE kits. I didn’t want that though. I slipped back on my dirty clothes, also covered in drying cum. I made no effort to clean the mess from my body. I wanted to have a walk of shame home, to be a visible fuckwhore. Except for me, there was pride in that too.

I got what I wanted the second I left the toilets. A few of the guys were outside and cheered at the sight of me. Cum sticking to my hair, drying on my face and dripping down my legs. My clothes were a state. There were a few girls around waiting too. They looked shocked and disgusted, commenting.

“Fucking whore!”

“What a slut.”

“She’s happy about it as well, the dirty bitch.”

They were all right, and I loved it. I had to rush out of college though, so I wouldn’t get found leaving. I struggled to walk back to my place properly. My body was ruined and it was more of a stumble I managed. It only made me look like a drunken prostitute. I enjoyed the further comments, then thinking about them all whilst I showered. Read more »

[MF] A Normal Day in Class [Part 1?]

“Unfortunately for you guys, your test scores are less than stellar. Maybe if you spent less time screwing around and more time paying attention, then you’d get better grades,” Haku spoke to the class, each pupil staring at the red mark on their tests. They’re pathetic, he thought. Not a single kid is going to grow up to be anything besides a manager of a donut shop. The class murmured to each other, only to be cut off by the loud ringing of the bell.

“Remember, I don’t offer any extra credit. The only way to raise your shitty grades is to work for it.” He said to the class as they packed their bags and left the room for lunch. He went back to his desk, and sat, taking out his bag of fast-food he had ordered on the way there. He pulled a burger out of it, and as he looked up saw there was a girl in front of his desk.

“What the hell do you want? Shouldn’t you be smoking pot on the field or whatever it is girls your age do?” He asked her. He started to recognize her. Kirika Shiden. She mainly sat in the back of the class and minded her own shit. Haku liked her a bit more than her classmates for that, but not enough to care about her. Read more »

Like Water for Chocolate [MF] [Ebony]

Based on My Experiences. Enjoy!
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I step into my apartment and immediately begin my just-got-home ritual of flinging off my heels and wiggling out of my bra. I sigh in relief and massage my chocolatey breasts. As usual, I run my mind over my life as a black woman in corporate America, in a 99% Caucasian workplace. Most of my co-workers are civil, friendly even. Others are unbearable. It never fails that I walk down the main corridor and feel some old white mans eyes glued to my wide ass and hips. Even in baggy trousers I can’t hide the way my butt dances rhythmically as I walk. More than once I’ve been propositioned on my lunch break by some high profile white man who thinks I’ll drop to my knees at the number of zeros he offers me for a quick fuck. I really can’t believe the audacity and blatant foolishness. Read more »

My First Gloryhole [Str8] [Teen] [M/f] [Strangers] [Barely Legal] [Oral] [Schoolgirl] [Virgin]

# My First Gloryhole

*By Eden Bliss*

I remember skipping home from school that day.

Full of joy as the beautiful sun tanned my smooth skin.

It was a Friday afternoon and I had the entire weekend ahead of me, not to mention we were set to bask in glorious heat for the rest of the month.

I was wearing this powder blue tank top with no bra, so my pokies were clearly visible against its soft fabric. I was also flaunting my developing little curves in a pair of tiny, denim shorts. You know, those daisy dukes that always found a way to ride up into your butt.

I completed my outfit with a pair of rainbow colored thigh-high socks that emerged from my white sneakers and rode up my dainty little legs until almost meeting my shorts.

And I had my backpack of course.

As I said, it was a warm day and I had been drinking a lot of water.

There were no public restrooms on my usual trail home so I ended up taking a slight detour, in search for some and ended up getting myself a little lost. Read more »