Broken Butterflies part 1:
Your name is Amethy
You made your way down the dark pathway. your father has always warned you of such places, especially in the dead of night. But this was the local area of the fairy forest and in the afternoon. What could go wrong? You had just left your college lecture and were just looking for a way to de-stress. You remembered coming to a stream somewhere in this forest with your mother when you were younger. You would always take off your shoes and splash around in the water. you had been coming into this part of the forest for some time now hoping to find it.
“Delilah there have been reports of an escape from HammerDown. You need to be careful!”
The words of your father echoed in your mind.
Nevertheless, you were 19. You weren’t the little dear girl he remembered you as. You were a maiden now and you could handle yourself.
You cursed yourself as you continued your exploration. Lately, you had been going further into the dark zones of the forest in search of the lost stream. The only issue is that today you had decided to wear a short skirt and calf socks. I mean can anyone blame you? How else is a girl supposed to get a guy’s attention? Anyways, the thick foliage did a number on your legs. Thorns and prickly flowers were very abundant and by the time you got to a mid-sized rock to rest, your legs were covered in small scratches.
Maybe today wasn’t the best time for this you thought to yourself as you examined the numerous small scrapes on your legs. It would be a while before you show your bare legs at college again. You sat for a while scrolling on your phone. It didn’t have any service this far out but there was still some interest to be had in it. You opened up the snap-book app and started scrolling through the camera filters. you examined her dark brown skin and almond eyes in the camera. You had always had softer features just like your mother. Your eyes shift up to the two smallish medium antlers on your head. Long enough to be noticed but not long enough to get in the way. They were definitely from your father. You took a few cute pictures of yourself before changing positions to get a better angle. Your frame is very light. Which slightly annoyed you. You were a very beautiful woman but guys always seemed to go more for the….bigger….women. This is why you tried to wear skirts more often. Years of playing volleyball had given you an amazing pair of legs and a very nice ass.
You took a few more pictures before deciding you had rested enough. you would be posting some of these later but you wanted to explore a bit further first before heading home. You made your way deeper into the forest only this time you had a strange feeling. You felt as if you were being watched. Being part prey animal, you had a minor sense of these things. However, you used to get the same feelings from the hoodie on the back of your chair in the middle of the night. You shudder a bit before forcing your nerves to calm themselves. You continued your walk, a bit calmer but walking with a little more urgency. You should just go home now you thought but you had a feeling you were almost there. Didn’t want to give up just yet. As you walked further, the feeling of being watched never really went away. After a while, however, you began to hear the sounds of rushing water.
Excitedly you ran ahead and eventually forced your way into a small clearing. Right before your eyes is the very thing you had been looking for. The river that your mom used to take you to. It was just as beautiful as you remembered it being. The crystal clear water sparkled in the midday sun. Colorful butterflies dotted the waters and surrounding grass. you quickly take off your shoes and socks. The moist dirt felt amazing beneath your purple-painted toes. They walked into the river and began to splash around a bit like in your memories. you had fun. More fun than you did in a long time and you had to make sure you remembered this. Still, though, you couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. A few times you thought you could hear something walking around beyond the tree line. It was stated to make you uncomfortable. You pulled out your phone again before making your way to a nearby tree. you were going to record a video of yourself here before you left. It may be a while before you were able to come back and you wanted to show your dad. You set the phone down and started recording before backing up again.
“Hey, there,” you said giggling as you took in your appearance on the screen. Your long legs are now moist with sweat and water shined in the sunlight. Your soaked shirt clung tightly to every curve of her breasts and stomach so much that you could almost make out the bra you were wearing and see the faint outline of Your abs. Volleyball had really done her well. “Maybe dad won’t see this after all,” you think to yourself. You continued to pose in different ways for the camera and splash in the water. Eventually, you decided you had recorded enough and started to make your way back toward the camera. Before you could reach the phone, you saw in the camera a tall black figure in the forest behind you. Startled, you tried to turn around but it was too late.
He had been following her for a while now, ever since you had sat down on that rock a few hours back. He picked up the scent of her blood from her scratches. He was a Lionblood, and he had just recently escaped from prison. Lucky him able to find just the thing he was craving. A nice….young…piece of ass. He was going to enjoy himself.
You turned around to see the figure and let out a scream. A man was watching you from just beyond the treeline. He was large, maybe around 6 feet, and well built. He had long golden hair that encompassed his head like a mane…..he was a Lionblood you realized. The thing that scared you most though was his clothing. The light gray jumpsuit he wore was branded with a large hammer striking a nail. This man was the escaped convict from HammerDown. You turned and ran into the forest. You were quick but unfortunately, you hadn’t had time to put your shoes back on. “Fuck” you screamed as you stepped on a sharp rock. You fell to the ground hard and started to try to crawl away. You were shaking from fear now as you could hear the soft chuckles from your pursuer. He grabbed your leg and threw you out of the trees and back into the clearing. You hit the ground hard. You grunted as you tried to get up again tears forming in your eyes. The man was suddenly in front of you. He forcefully grabbed your left antler and lifted you into the air. You punched and kicked the man trying to get him to let you go. He responded by punching you hard in the stomach knocking the breath out of you. You clutched your stomach in pain as the warm liquid flowed down your legs. You pissed yourself from the fear and impact. Seeing this the man dropped you to the ground. “A bit of a turnoff but you’re too pretty to pass up on,” he said. You whimpered now on your knees as tears began to fall from your face. “Please let me go,” you whispered out.
“I don’t think so”, the man said. “I’ve been looking for some new fun for a long time”. He grabbed your antler again and forced you to look up. Your eyes forcefully traveled up his leg and right at his dick and at that moment you understood what he meant. You could see through the loose fabric that the man was rock hard. He was easily over 7 inches long and 2 inches thick. You could make out veins through the fabric as you watched his dick pulse with his heartbeat. Fear welled up in you as you realized that he intends to put that thing inside of you. You once more tried to get up and run but the man pulled you back by the antler and swiftly punched you in the eye. You scream as the world swirls around you. Struggling to focus again, you attempt to move but your body doesn’t respond. As your vision cleared, you could see the man had removed his pants and his dick was now pointing directly at you while he stroked it with his free hand. “Oh god no” you whimpered as fresh tears fell from your face. The man brought the tip of his dick up to your lips. “Suck it slut” he said but you refused to open your mouth. Getting frustrated, the man struck you again except this time the world didn’t spin. You cried out in pain as blood began to trickle down the right side of your face. The man had let his claws out and scratched the side of your face. Your scream was suddenly cut off at the forceful intrusion of the man’s dick in your mouth. “Oh fuck yeah”, he moan as he grabbed your other antler with his free hand. He began to slowly face fuck you. You try to bite down on his dick and pull away but he was too strong and your teeth too dull.
His dick tasted salty as it slid across your young. you could feel the pulse of every vein as he continued to trust. Each thrust went fast and deeper causing you to gag repeatedly as he forced his way down your throat. The man then forced his dick as far as it could possibly go. A soft pop could be heard as it broke its way into and down your throat. You could feel the small choker you were wearing strain and snap against your skin as your throat expanded around his dick. Now struggling to breathe, you tried harder to force yourself away from the man but he only laughed again as he reached down with his clawed hand.
“You’re an adorable little slut” he said as he cut along the length of your back and in one swift motion he tore off your shirt and bra leaving your wet skin exposed to the cool air. The air immediately started to stimulate your nipples as you tried to cover your now bare breast. Seeing that you were about to pass out, the man pulled his dick back into your mouth allowing you to gasp for air around it before furiously thrusting down your throat again. He fucked your face hard forcing you to raise your hands and try to steady yourself on his legs. The man watched as your breast jiggled in the open air from the movements he was now forcing you to do. As you got used to the rhythm that he was violating you in, you couldn’t help but notice the small fire starting between your legs. You had only ever given head once and that was after a volleyball game back in high school. You thought the guy had liked you but he never texted you back after that night. He wasn’t nearly as big as this man. Besides that, you had no other sexual experience with another person so this was the most intense thing you had ever experienced…you fucking hated it. You hated how you had no control over the situation. You hated that you felt hopeless. You hated how your body was reacting. You hated that deep down you secretly wanted to taste his cum. Most of all, you hated how your pussy clenched and begged for attention in tune with every thrust that hit the back of your throat. All these feelings caused new tears to fall down your face as you tried to stifle the moans that desperately clawed their way up your throat. The man didn’t seem to notice this however as he kept grunting and thrusting into your mouth. A few minutes later you could feel his heartbeat quicken as his dick pulsed faster in your mouth and throat. This is it you thought. After this nut, he will be done. The man suddenly and forcefully pushed the back of your head onto his dick causing his massive balls to smack against your chin. Your nose now deeply buried in the hair around the base of his cock was forced to inhale his intoxicating musk. The smell sent shivers down your spine and caused new wetness to form in your panties. “Ahhhhhhh fuck girl” the man grunted as he began to cum down your throat. You could feel wave after wave of his hot semen filling your throat and stomach. Then he started to pull out still shooting rope after rope of cum up your throat. You got your perverted wish when the tip of his dick exited the back of your throat and into your mouth and spurted a thick was of nut right on top of your tongue. The taste was strong and salty but you couldn’t help but savor it as another wave shot into your mouth forcing you to swallow the first one on your own. The sensations and taste were too much. your legs quivered on their own as an orgasm washed your body with pleasure. Finally, the man pulled out fully. His dick went limp as a few final spurts of cum landed on your face and breast. You began to cough, your throat finally free from the assault.
“You got what you wanted now please let me go” you whispered through tears in a hoarse voice.
“Baby we are just getting started,” he said as he caressed the uninjured side of your face with his left hand.
A new wave of horror surged through you as you watched the man’s cum covered dick slowly get erect again. This time though he was impossibly hornier. His dick was an inch longer and now had a 3-inch knot at the base. He forced you onto your back as he lay on top of you. You tried to kick him off as you screamed out for help but deep down you knew no one was remotely close enough to come and save you. He grabbed your right side with his clawed hand. “If you keep squirming I will rip out your side,” he said with a growl. Your blood ran cold and you laid there rigidly. you silently cried harder as you felt the man’s hands begin to caress your body. He cupped your left boob and you felt his tongue begin to encircle your right nipple. It felt warm and rough on your now cool dry skin. your breath caught in your throat as his actions sent waves of pleasure down your body. Your pussy clenched as he continued his assault on your body. You felt his right hand leave your side and force your legs open. With a swift slash, he cut off your panties and brought them to his face. He put his nose in them and inhaled deeply. “Looks like someone was enjoying this more than they let on,” he said looking at you with a slight smile.
“Fuck you bitch” you replied before smashing him in the face with a sharp rock your hand had found. The man howled in pain before swiping his claws across your right side leaving four small gashes. You cried out again only to be shushed by his hand wrapped tightly around your throat. He was mad now and you could feel the thick head of his dick brushing up against your pussy.
“Please,” you whimpered in a last-ditch effort to escape. “I’m still a virgin”
The man looked you in the eyes and smiled sadistically. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle” he said before mercilessly shoving his dick deep into your vagina.
You let out a blood-curdling scream as it felt as if you had been ripped in two. His dick filled your pussy to its maximum capacity and then some. The man started to fuck you hard after this. Any sign of mercy or care that he had previously was now gone. you were little more than a plaything for him. The pain in your pussy was excruciating. You continuously cried for help much to the man’s displeasure. He shoved your torn panties into your mouth. You taste the mix of cum and piss on your tongue as you close your eyes tightly. You just had to get through this you thought as more tears flowed down your face. The man kept up his violation of your pussy relentlessly for the next five minutes. During that time the pain you felt slowly made way for pleasure. As it cleared you could feel every inch of the man slide in and out of you. You could feel the pulse of every vein. Your pussy clenched hard around his dick as the thick knot at its base rubbed up against your clit with every thrust. You knew you were being raped. You knew all of this was wrong. Your virginity had been ripped away from you by a criminal. But your body…your body loved it. It fills your mind with feelings of ecstasy. His dick was like a drug you were forced to take and now you were hooked. Your toes dug into the ground as your body tried to match him thrust for thrust. Your hands wrapped around him pulling your nipples into the man’s chest hair. You began to moan softly as the man continued to violate your pussy. He began to kiss and suck on your neck driving you crazy all the while his hands never leave your nipples alone for a second. He picks up his pace pounding your pussy harder and faster. You can feel his balls smack the base of your ass with every thrust. Your legs begin to shake again as you feel the tell-tale signs of another orgasm building in your pussy. A few thrusts later you squirt hard around his dick as a powerful orgasm rocked your body. You moan loudly into your panties as you struggle to catch your breath in the moment. The man keeps up his fierce thrust keeping you in a loop of repeated orgasms. A few minutes later the orgasms finally fade and your mind brings you back to the reality of the situation. You begin to tear up again. Suddenly you feel the man’s dick swell inside of you. He growls in your ear as he starts to cum. You feel your womb being stretched and filled even more by the hot liquids shooting from his dick. YOu immediately start to shake with orgasm again. Just like he did with your mouth the man shoots load after load into your pussy causing your stomach to stretch a little bit. After a while, he finally pulls out and sits back taking a deep breath. “Damn you are a good fuck,” he says. Your turn and try to crawl away from him. Your legs are still shaking with mild waves of organisms as cum spurts and leaks from your pussy. You didn’t get very far before you felt the man’s hand on your legs.
“We are not done yet,” he says as you feel his hands slide up your legs and start to caress your bare ass.
“W-w-wwait….you cant…” you whimper out as you feel him spreading your asscheeks.
“I can and I will” he responds as he violently pulls you on your knees and shoves your face into the dirt. He is now bent over you with one hand on your head and the other between your legs. You can feel his dick sliding between your asscheeks as he humps you slowly. He scoops up some of the cum leaking from your pussy and rubs it around your asshole before forcing a few fingers in. You had played with your ass before, even had a small dildo for it but just two of his massive fingers were already more than you’ve experienced. Instinctively you clinched your ass around his fingers. “Yeah this is gonna be fun,” he says as he removes his fingers. “No no god n–AAAHHHHHHHHHH” you scream out as he once again forcefully shoves his dick into your ass. It just barely got past the tip on the first thrust but the pain was still almost enough to make you pass out. The second thrust got a few more inches and by the time he got to the fourth thrust, his dick was buried in your ass up to the knot. He smacked your ass hard before placing his hands on your hips and starting to fuck your ass. You laid there crying as he violated your ass. You didn’t think any of this would be happening. Having your vaginal and anal virginity taken by the same person on the same day is against your will. You could do nothing but grip the dirt and take it. The man keeps pounding you hard, smacking your ass occasionally. Eventually, your legs give out and you fall to the ground. The man’s dick slips out but he immediately slams it back in. Though your ass still hurts, you can’t help but have minor orgasms as he continues to pound you. After a few more minutes of pounding you feel his dick once again swell as he prepares himself to cum. Right before he does he forces his dick hard into your ass forcing the know into your dick. You scream out loud as you feel the man fill your ass with his hot semen. You stare vacantly at the water while the man still layers on top of you knotted in your ass. Your vision fades to black as you watch all the butterflies fly away.
You wake up a few hours later still in the clearing wearing nothing but your skirt. Your entire body feels sore as you get up. YOu look down to see the dried cum stains that cover your body remnants of the events that occurred earlier in the day. You take off the skirt before making your way over to the water on wobbly legs to clean yourself off. When you are done you gather your torn clothing and put them on the best way you can but you cant find your panties or your socks. You grab your phone and try to turn it on but the battery is dead. You would have cursed loudly if your throat wasn’t so sore.
Somehow you manage to make your way back to your dorm without being seen. It is late at night surely helped although you did see a lady in nurse scrubs run down the street as you hid in an ally. You lay in bed after a long boiling cry in the shower and put your phone on the charger. You swipe away all the concerned texts and missed calls from your dad before one particular notification caught your eye. “Storage full” it read. That was odd. Your phone had the maximum amount of storage available. You go to your photo gallery only to see the last video you were recording…the one you never got to stop… A four-hour-long video that captured your entire rape. You were too afraid to click the video but also too afraid to delete it as well. You throw your phone across the room as tears begin to flow again. Eventually, you fall asleep.
Category: eroticliterature
From passion to pain, part 11 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
“Please, master, may I have your cock whenever I want it?” Ally already had my cock in her hand, but that didn’t stop her from pleading desperately. “My mouth should never be empty for too long.” The raven-haired beauty was clearly in an extreme state of need today, and I couldn’t help but oblige. “Yes, my little whore. You may have master’s cock all day long.” She trembled lightly as the smile spread across her face, “thank you, sir. Thank you for taking pity on your whore.” With that, she plunged my dick deep into her mouth, happily taking my entire length to the balls. I groaned my appreciation and approval, causing Ally to look up at me with her stunning brown eyes. I gave her a look of lust, as my hands reached for the back of her head. She needed little guidance; however, as I began fucking her face, enjoying every single moment of her wet mouth wrapped around my cock.
[MF] [Cheating] [Oral] An Old Friend
The pandemic really fucked with my sex drive, I’m if being honest. I know there are so many people in much worse situations, but this isn’t some grade-school drama that I’m telling you about. In fact, you’d be surprised that it’s quite the opposite.
You see, my husband Henry lost his job and became a recluse. And while I love that man in whatever shape and life chapter he was in, his libido dropped like a motherfucker. I was left disappointed or underwhelmed in so many of our escapades. Before Henry, my partners probably described me as “shy, quiet, submissive.” Sure, I’m no prude, but I rarely did anything other than missionary. I never questioned that the empty feeling I had after sex wasn’t normal. That I never felt empowered when blowing my partner, nor did I feel like a strong, commanding woman when getting fucked. For years, I feared that I’d be the reason any marriage I was in, would have a dead bedroom. That all changed when I met Henry.
[MF] Wholesome Love Story
Hey everyone, this is my first time posting any of my writing here, so please be nice, but I would love to hear what you think both the good and the bad. Both characters are late twenties or early thirties. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Should I keep going [M4F]
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I want to slide my head in between your legs and feel how fucking wet your pussy is for me…running my tongue up and down your clit as I slowly slide my fingers inside you. Reaching for your spot and finding it as you arch your back. Sucking on your clit in between my lips as I can feel my dick getting harder and harder for you. I slide up your body but leave two fingers inside you as I kiss your lips and you move your hips in rhythm to my fingers inside you. You love the way you taste as much as I do as you lick your juice off my face as we kiss. I kiss your neck gently and work my way down to your nipples and suck on them. Fuck I love doing that. All the while getting you closer and closer to cumming all over my fingers. Hitting your spot time after time as I work my way back down in between your legs. Your pussy is so fucking wet and tight. I can feel you getting ready to cum. It’s built up and you are right on the edge. Should I let you cum or should I keep going?
New Homework #3 [mf] [cons nc]
They were walking out of the schoolyard. They had gotten bags with lube, condoms, and for the guys, a fake pussy, and the girls, vibrator, birth control and dildo.
Jane and John both felt kind of awkward walking along the road. The whole class got surprised by the new curriculum, and most got a little horny.
Jane finally asked “So, uhm, about that new homework, do you wanna just, like, get it done today?” She blushed while asking. John responded “Uhm, it would be nice to just get it over with, yeah. It’s quite weird and awkward to be honest”
Jane responded “alright we can do it at my place, my parents are on a spa trip and won’t be home before tomorrow so we got enough time” John responded “ok, sounds good, let’s head over to you then. But can I ask you something?”
Jane replied “yes?” “Does this whole new curriculum masturbation sexual education thingy make you a little horny too?” Jane blushed “well, uhm, a little yes, you?” Now it was johns turn to blush “yeah, same”
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 302-304) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]
**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 302: The Whip of Sodom
The headless corpse of the gazellekin slumped over its decapitator. More blood pumped out of the burst neck, covering Number Forty’s upper body in a warm coat.
The spectators all around the round arena platform cheered louder and louder with each consecutive kill, the complete opposite of the announcer who maskpalmed with both hands, appalled by the utter incompetence of the volunteer group she had such high hopes for.
“Finally, some good action!”
“She might just pull this off!”
“If that little grandpa’s daughter or whatever gets through this, she’ll probably win the whole thing!”
“What are those explosions she’s creating?”
“Who knows!? Keep ‘em coming!”
Workplace Harassment Pt 3 (MF con-non-con, impact, humiliation)
Wednesday started much the same as Tuesday. We said good morning in passing. Awkwardly waiting each other out filling water bottles. Again, he could have been a perfect stranger. It was as if I could have just imagined his scent. I didn’t even get caught up on anything like his jacket, just wearing something navy blue, or his wedding ring. He didn’t roll up his sleeves. After having given my hand a gentle cleaning yesterday it didn’t even require any bandaging. I went back to normal. I wore my usual lipstick instead of a more neutral pink from Tuesday, I wore one of my bright colors, I wore black stilettos instead of tamer pumps. I wasn’t going to dress up or down. I settled once again. I will admit I would look at him to gauge if he was going to interact (more like ambush) but once again, it was just a series of emails, customers at his desk, discussions with workers near him. I watched him drink his usual pot of coffee. I made sure he didn’t follow me if I went to the break room, and I glanced over my shoulder if I had to go downstairs, into the safe or the supply closet, sure he would pounce, but he was always busy, or did not seem to notice or mark my movements. I did definitely watch his face (as best I could) from a distance, trying to reconcile the calm, collected and frequently bored looking face with him thinking about me, touching himself and planning. I couldn’t. He had seemed so disinterested and perfunctory, even with my body writhing on his lap. Like his list of to-dos included: sales calls 9-10, 10-11 empty inbox, 11-11.15 spank the hell out of the new teller, 11.15-1 meeting with Laurie, reconcile cash drawers… I never once saw him notice me looking at him, or see him flush like I did or start nervously.
The supply closet was my undoing. I felt I had well escaped again – it was almost 3 PM, not much longer to exist at work. I heard his step behind me on the second stairwell and had begun a heel turn in an attempt to get back up the stairs, towards the people and public when he locked one elbow under my armpit and drove my face hard into the corner of the turn of the second stair landing. I gasped as my teeth crunched hard against the inside of my upper lip and my nose crushed against the cement bricks. As I gasped and worried that my face was bleeding he caught me up in a full nelson. It was the first time the length of his body was against mine. He felt hot and heavy and wiry-strong. My eyes teared up, “my nose is bleeding” I whined. Still locked in the nelson he wrapped his hands around my ears and tipped my head back hard, my neck bent back uncomfortably. I whined again and attempted to slide my arms out from the lock. “No, it’s not” he said, his eyes quickly studying nostrils and lips. “Stop wiggling, I just want to talk to you”. My breathing was getting jagged and I was perilously close to tears, which I didn’t want to give into. I took a deep watery breath, “you didn’t have to slam me or trap me.” “You were trying to run away”. He loosened his arms a little and while I relaxed into what I thought would be a more comfortable hold, he kicked my ankles apart, my legs now spread wide and then snaked his hips hard against my backside. While the trembly feeling in my limbs didn’t subside, my face felt hot and dry instead of drippy and weepy then. “You’re right, we were both wrong, I won’t ‘slam’ you or ‘trap’ you again, but you like this, right?” I couldn’t help it, I arched my back and slid my hips up against his thighs so that if clothing hadn’t separated us he could have slid right in. The way I was feeling it could have been easy. He chuckled, but in a thick, humorless way. His hands still pressed against my ears and he tipped my head towards my chest. He kissed his way down the back of my neck and then bit hard, where his hand had been on Monday, the scruff. It should have been tender or hurtful but instead I pressed harder against him, unable to think in words just the overwhelming feeling of want and now. I was right, he smelled like white soap, ice water, black coffee, and some neutral oil. I felt calluses pressed up against the soft whirls of my ears. He was definitely real and present, and my shoulders were starting to ache fiercely. His bottom lip pressed almost at the back curve of my ear he said, “don’t wear anything complicated tomorrow. Don’t wear pants again, for god’s sake, don’t wear your sexy stockings or anything”. I felt like my whole body bloomed outward, thinking only yes and want and now. Not tomorrow, now. He released me and continued down the stairs. I considered following him, feeling hot and stupid and shocked. Laurie poked her head out into the stairwell then, to ask me if I had got the tape yet, it’d been awhile.
Cashier Loses Virginity on Aisle 9
Bridget grew up in a stringent and sheltered Mormon home. Still living at home, at 19, she took her first job at a local grocery store and loved the newfound freedom her employment offered.
With new money she went shopping for clothes never previously allowed to wear and the biggest change to her wardrobe was be unknown to her parents: Her granny style underwear had been replaced with a trip to Victoria’s Secret. Now she was wearing what she always heard described as butt flossers! All that covered her pussy was a tiny inch wide piece of cloth that disappeared into a string that rode up the crack of her ass.
The boys she worked with, baggers and stockmen were all drooling when they saw her young body working behind the checkout counter and they would come to her to chat before the shift manager, a freshly returned soldier from Iraq would scatter them.
The boys were all still small and their bodies still had a lot of growing to do, but Darron, the manager, stood head and shoulders above all of them.
Diary of a Cadet Ch.4: Our First Time [MF] [F18] [18,18]
Hey everyone! Welcome to my first time writing about actual, full blow, sex. Chase and I’s first time together, and the first time I’d spent the whole night in the arms of a lover. I hope you enjoy this one as much as I do! <3 Taylor
Chase had touched me. I had given him oral in the woods. He had cum all over a thong I’d given him. We were a couple. Two months at military college had gone places I hadn’t even remotely imagined it would go. Parents weekend was here in a flash, a milestone I never thought I’d reach in some of my lowest moments here at school that I wouldn’t have reached without the support of Julie and Chase. My parents weren’t able to make it up, but I was quickly adopted by Julie’s mom and dad who are truly saints. Parents weekend passed with the excitement of marching in a typical parade of the entire corps of cadets, a tailgate on the parade field and going watch our football team play after marching the corps into the stadium and into the stands. Julie’s parents had made friends with Chase’s mom since we all kinda forced the group together as we finally got to let our hair figuratively down. Since the groups of parents were joined at the hip, when it came time to tour barracks, I found Chase’s mom standing in front of the neatly made bed that days ago I’d posed in my underwear to take pictures for her son. I struggled to hide my blush. We also got the chance to go out to dinner Friday and Saturday night, our first real meals outside of dining hall meals with Cadre or delivery drop off in our rooms. It was genuinely a great weekend and it gave me a thought about how to finally have my night with Chase that I so desperately wanted.