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[true story] Caught! By the neighbor

I recently moved. My neighbor is a sweet lady in her late-40s (she’s about 5’5, long brown hair with blonde highlights, and the most amazing legs). Now that the weather is warm, she’s been lounging on her back deck sunbathing. I try not to be a perv and watch. But I can’t help but think she does it to get a bit of my attention. She’s careful to make sure that I’m home when she does it. Ive seen her check, notice I’m leaving and go back inside.

Today, I was really horny and my window looks over her deck. I wasn’t watching her, but I was stroking my cock to some pics on Gonewild. Then I notice she’s watching me. I didn’t think she could see but she made a jacking motion and it about sent me over the edge.

Next thing I know, her top comes off and all her tanned, full breasted glory is on display. I have not came that hard in ages. Soaked my shorts, shirt and the window. She blew me a kiss before settling down to sunbathe.

Now what do I do?

Still Tangled Between Bri and Emily (My Girlfriend’s Daughter Part 2) [MF]

*Bri and I dive headfirst into out secret affair. Previous parts of the story can be found* [*here*](https://www.reddit.com/user/LetMeWreckYou/comments/bg1wme/my_girlfriends_daughter_series_bri_and_emily/)

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The next few days were so hazy for me. All I could think about was the time I had spent with Bri. Every time I closed my eyes, I visualized her body. The way she touched herself, spoke to me in that hushed, dirty tone…make me cum. I was starting to zone out at work. I would get impromptu erections sitting at my desk. I even caught myself mindlessly rubbing myself one evening as I sat at my kitchen table eating a sandwich. I was like a middle school kid who had just reached second base for the first time.

An adult content story

Sarah and John fell into a comfortable routine now that the awkwardness of his being her step father and having had changed her diapers was behind them. Nobody had to know about their business, things could get ugly for John, and without ever saying it out loud they both went about their lives and protected the sanctity of their love for each other. Their love was a rare and sophisticated love between a Daddy and his special little girl. They knew people just wouldn’t understand.

John had to get up early for work, 4:00 am early. He was usually in bed and asleep by 9:00 pm and sometimes as early as 8:30 pm. On the 8:30 evenings a precocious Sarah might retrieve one of his beer bottles from the kitchen trash and stand at the foot of his bed and watch his silver haired chest rise and fall and insert the bottle into her vagina.

Sometimes an evening would play out like this: Dinner for both—prepared and eaten and then the dishes cleaned by Sarah—Check! Three to four beers served to John—Check! His night cap, 5 ounces of scotch served neat—Check! A look from John and Sarah would say good night to her little friends. She’d watch them walk down the driveway and after losing sight of them she’d close the door and turn to John. Her privates moist. Read more »

Whistle-blowers (A WikiLeaks Fanfic) Chapter 2 [Trans] [Tease] [Prison]

The Solitude Before the Tempest Toss

In a concrete dungeon of four, hard, scream-proof walls, cut off from the world, & alone, lied a tortured & broken soul, on an equally hard surface – though it felt harder. A nightmare made reality. The aching body & weary mind belonged to Chelsea Manning, while the boiling blood & the fighting spirit belonged to us all.

She awoke from a restless sleep, finding herself in the same position she had been in, when she first closed her eyes. Her body had naturally fallen into the recovery-position shortly after being, almost literally, thrown into her cell. The narrow surface of her bed only barely accommodated her slender form. Chelsea’s way of coping with being shut-in for 22 hours a day was to sleep. Unfortunately, in a room that knew no change in light or sound, it was hard to keep abreast of time at the best of times, but when frequent napping was used in order to best manage the torture of solitary confinement, all sense of time was lost.

She alternated between sleeping & exercising while in her cell, but her mind was still not stimulated enough most of the day… or night. Read more »

Daddy’s Little Girl (Series, Part 5 of 5)

John swiftly grabbed Emma by the waist and bent her over the arm of the couch. He shoved her face down to the seat of the couch, placing her bottom on display.

“DO NOT MOVE.” John ordered. Emma heard him walk away into the kitchen. She listened to the sound of Daddy opening the refrigerator, followed by the metallic crack of a beer can opening.

Emma stood, bent over the couch, as she listened to Daddy drinking one beer, followed by another. She felt so guilty.

She’d vowed to honor her Daddy when he locked her collar around her neck. She hadn’t tried to lie to him since she was a little girl. Emma knew how badly her apoptive father was hurt by her mother’s cheating. Total loyalty was paramount to him.

Emma didn’t move a muscle. The throbbing in between her legs grew with each passing moment. She vulnerably stood bent over the couch, awaiting his return.

Emma heard his footsteps coming toward her after what felt like forever. She could sense Daddy was behind her.

Daddy’s words were slightly slurred as he sarcastically muttered, “I see you didn’t move. Good to know you can still follow some directions.” Read more »

Daddy’s Little Girl (Part 4)

The past few months had been the happiest John could recall in years. His decision to reign his daughter into submission was, by far, the best action he’d taken since adopting her.

John was a good man. He adored Emma more than anything. His manipulation to make her jealous and compliant with his sexual desires was well- intended. They’d both physically longed for each other over the past few years.

John was a handsome and well endowed man. His job as an Ironworker consistented of long, physically demanding days. He’d been lonely and lacking physical companionship for years until the night he entered Emma; taking her as his own.

Over the past few months, John could feel the blood flowing to his manhood the minute his hand turned the doorknob to his home.
He lived for this. The sight of his beautiful Emma, wearing nothing but panties as she kneeled to greet him.

The sight of Emma on her knees, waiting to please him, never grew old. He took a moment to drink in her beauty. Read more »

Ch1 – The Tribe [Cuckold] [Cheating] [Con NonCon] [mF] [Mf] [Anal] [Interracial] [Breeding] [Polygamy] [Drugs] [Alcohol] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Oral] [Preg] [Voy] [Swing] [Incest]

[This would be more of a prologue/starting so there wouldnt be much or any sexual content at all. Just so I can get the storyline right and in place.]

Merek was on the way back from the restroom towards his team’s lounge in this big building here on the 7th floor, where it was right in the middle of New York. The building he is in is the main headquarters of the International Research Institute of Foreign Culture & Tribal Studies, that specializes in tribal culture and research and was known internationally. As he walked past the various other rooms that housed other teams & departments, he was thinking about of their latest expedition in the middle of Tibet and mentally going through the post-work that he had yet to complete for it. Read more »

Whistle-blowers Chapter 1 [Unrequited Romance] [Tease] [fanfic] [Edward Snowden]

The Most Galvanising Photo of 2019

“Edward!” a whisper screamed out of the doorway of the dark sitting-room. Edward Snowden was sitting on the settee, which would be facing a TV if they had had one. TV sets being the notorious wire-housing devices that they are, were not a luxury the United Corporations of America’s most wanted could afford. In the TV’s stead sat a Macbook, in front of Edward, on a small table. It was the only source of light in the room, save Moscow’s moonlight. The voice belonged to Suzie Dawson, an Australian WikiLeaks’ contributer & fellow exile.

“They got him. The Metropolitan police dragged him out of the Ecuadorian embassy. They got him, Edward. They’ve arrested Julian Assange.”

Edward did not stir. He sat there still absorbed with the developments revealed on his screen & brought to life with words from the darkness on the other side of the room.

A deafening silence followed. Suzie stood, rooted to the spot, waiting for who knows what, just waiting. Hearing her own words were just as sobering & paralysing to her as they were to the other occupant in the room. Read more »

[Group Masturbation] Knights of Spilling Seed Chapter 1 & 2

Chapter 1

Four years ago my life radically changed when I started dating a sweet lady online. We chatted almost daily and eventually I asked her to marry me. She said yes! I am one lucky man.

Around this same time period my long term hobby since 2010 was a private adult mens forum dedicated to masturbation. The idea was to be positive and open about it, to share stories and pictures and to help each other enhance our sessions. The main rule was to to be positive towards women, to adore them, love them, protect and cherish them. This is somewhat different than other websites and cultures that degrade women.

The men of the forum that contribute posts and share their passion of masturbation are eventually Knighted and earn the right of being KoSS. They can use Koss as a lastname for other forums if they wish.

General members of Spillingseed who enjoy browsing through the chit chat, stories and pictures but don’t wish to share are known as the Gentlemen of SpillingSeed, or Goss. They are welcome to use the Goss as their last name when visiting other forums, etc. Read more »