Attempting to work

Resting my chin on your head bare chest pressed against your back.. the heat of my body warming you and making you weak.. nibbling and biting you ear.. my tongue grazing your neck.. while you sweat nervously..

You shoo me away to finish the video call and turn the camera back on.. and with a huff I sit on the floor and crawl on my hands and knees over to your legs.. trying to keep out of sight.. I sit up and reach for your pants.. trying to unbuckle your belt and unzip your pants..

You shoot me the what are you doing eyes.. and chuckle nervously.. sorry about that.. where were we?.. the boss keeps talking as you get back to it I sit up reach into the pants pull you out.. rubbing your shaft and balls.. instantly relaxing you.. I squeeze to get your attention.. you try not to get noticed.. but what I’m doing just feels soo good.. you start sinking down in your chair.. your boss calls your name.. you kick me.. so I squeeze the balls tighter causing your voice to get higher.. after clearing you throat you keep talking..

In the Nest with Christie—Chapter Two (m/f) (stepbrother/stepsister)

CHAPTER TWO

The first thing I did after Dad’s car sputtered away was to snatch my phone from my dresser and tap desperate texts to former high school friends who I hoped might be free to hang out tonight. I didn’t care what we did. I just had to get out. After humiliating myself in front of my stepmother, I couldn’t bear to be stuck here all night with her *and* Christie *and* Christie’s oh-so-perfect, boy-band-beautiful boyfriend. Fuck that shit. I’d rather die. Or spend the night playing Dungeons and Dragons in my dorkiest friend’s mother’s basement.

Impatient for someone to answer my texts, I paced.

Minutes passed.

My anxiety grew.

I should lie down, I thought. Close my eyes. Relax.

When I turned to my bed, I promptly changed my mind. It looked like a bomb exploded on it, pillows scattered like blown-off heads, mangled sheets twisting to the floor like limp bodies.

This bed—this room was ground zero of my horrific morning. No way could I relax here.

Phone in hand, I fled for the kitchen. I was a chef, and nothing soothed my soul like preparing food.

In the Nest with Christie—Chapter One (mf) (stepbrother/stepsister)

CHAPTER ONE

I was oozing pre-cum, about to bust a nut, when my stepmother knocked—two quick raps—and opened the door. “Hunter, we’re leaving for church.”

My reflexes were sharp. In one swift motion, I threw the blanket over my cock and swung my legs over the bed, turning away from her as I sat up. “Okay!”

Therese yelped, backed out, and yanked the door closed. I was pretty sure she saw nothing, but a distinct strain enters a man’s voice when he pretends you didn’t just catch him jacking off. And my frantic, full-body flail hadn’t exactly been subtle.

Fuck.

My goal this weekend was to prove I was NOT a pervert.

At least she didn’t know who I was fantasizing about.

Christie.

Her daughter.

My nineteen-year-old stepsister.

“Are you, uh, sure you have everything you need?” Therese said through the door. The strain in *her* voice told me she knew exactly what I’d been doing. Fuck, fuck, *fuck*.

“Yeah, I’m fine!”

I stood and pulled my boxers up. My cock popped through the peephole, unrepentant, demanding attention even after the horror it had caused.

Feeling like shit hoping a woman can distract me with roleplay over reddit or discord.

I’m 25 and struggling lately, mostly financially…like less than $1 in my paypal and bank combined… I’m struggling to afford to eat it’s been..rough. I’m trying to get my shit together but it takes time. Really hoping to find a lady who’s willing to roleplay out my fantasies over discord or reddit to help distract me from hungerpangs and stress and encourage me to do better with progressing my life.

Obviously you need to be 18+ and just to clarify so no one gets confused, I’m not looking to meet or anything…I’m just looking to roleplay over reddit or discord. I’m totally up to meeting new friends, though!

Step Sister Corruption Part 212 – Day 118 Ginger talks to Her Husband (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Sarah aka Ginger*

I stood in our bedroom well after dinner and had already kissed my girls leaving them to their devices before they went to sleep.

I looked at my husband, Jason, as we ourselves prepared for sleep.

We had a unique dinner with my son as he came to us nearly begging us to *help* him with, more or less, pimp out not only his step sister, Jason’s daughter Kelly, but eight other girls on the internet. A thing that my husband obviously couldn’t keep out of his mind as the mood at the dinner was very awkward. So awkward both **our** daughters quickly excused themselves to hide upstairs from their father’s wrath, happy it wasn’t directed at them. It was clearly focused at Gabe….and maybe himself.

I had known that Kelly was called over to Vuse to possibly get a sponsorship but both Jason and I knew that they would offer something else when Gabe brought the dilemma towards me as I helped him smooth over the conundrum to my husband. Both Jason and I called it as we assumed that Vuse would offer his first little girl for porn and not some simple *sponsorship* like they thought it would be. So I made Jason go over and fill in Gabe as much as possible to protect Kelly from that exact thing they wanted from happening.

Homecoming [M/F] [Incest] [Dad/Daughter]

There are moments you can pinpoint when your life went completely sideways. For Diana, it was the day she had to move back in with her dad after her college campus had closed because of the plague that shall not be named. She and her dad had always had a somewhat distant relationship after her mom left them out of nowhere. Diana had been a teenager then, confused about everything in life, and this had just pushed her further into uncertainty. She didn’t blame her father, but it was like they no longer knew how to be in each other’s life without feeling her mother’s absence. They slowly drifted apart, and life’s mundane routines made it easier. Next thing she knew she was off to college after an awkward hug from her father and a reminder to check in regularly.

A year had passed, and she had blossomed into herself during this phase of her life. She was no longer the quiet girl; she had made friends, she was religiously going to the gym, even had had a healthy amount of sex after losing her virginity to a sweet junior from the engineering program. So she wasn’t really happy when the public health equivalent of Voldemort hit, and her classes had all shifted to online for the foreseeable future.

#SHE SAID…. WHAT WOULD YOU DO? (WWYD) M/F Long Distance

#What would you do… she asked him….

She said, “What Would You Do…”

He says, “Depends on how bad you want it…”

She says, “what would you do to taste this pussy?”

He says, “Well what’s it going to take?”

She begins…

“Wwyd to push me down over the edge of the bed on my belly, grab my arms and extend them above my head and tie my wrists together, then run your fingers from my wrists to my shoulders, while kissing the center of my neck and using your feet to spread my legs apart? Wwyd, to continue to run your strong hands down my body and rip off my panties, grab my hips and start licking every square inch of my pussy, thrusting your fingers deeply inside, digging inside of me, pushing and pushing while licking this clit, continually and forecefully working your fingers deeper and deeper, and putting your thumb in my ass at the same time, after you lick it a little to get it wet?

A Father’s Struggle 07 – Nanny (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

I walked up to Lola to find Lola was sniffling and a tear falling down her face.

The moment she saw me she quickly wiping the tear from her eye and cheek and tried to fix herself.

I got to her table while she was still trying to fix whatever the gentleman before did.

I spoke with a smile, “Anyone in this seat?”

She smiled, “Just you.”

I smiled as I pulled the chair and sat down in front of Lola.

Lola sniffed, “So Max how have you been these last…” she tried to think how long it had been but I spoke, “I take it your wheeling and dealing didn’t go the way you want to?”

She sighed, “It’s that obvious?”

I nodded, “Yeah I kind of kept on eye on you since you had sat down with your….”

Lola finished the sentence for me, “Banker.”

Well at least that made sense.

I spoke, “I take it it wasn’t good news.”

[M] walked in in your taking selfies for Reddit

I got home from work, walked into the house, it was quiet. I walked back to the workout room, I saw you in front of the mirror, taking selfies. I walked up behind you, you blushed and smiled, I brushed your hair aside, leaned down to your ear and whispered “whatcha doing?”.
You paused, took a breath, and said
“taking selfies to post on Reddit “amihot”.
I smiled, and whispered “do you want the boys to know you’re hot?”
“Yes”
“You know they fantasize about you dick sucking lips wrapped around their cocks?”
“Yes”
“Do you think the boys will know you’re wet?”
“How would they?”
“We’ll I’m looking at you pose and I think you are, but they can’t do this to confirm it”
“Push your shorts down to your knees”
“Slide your right hand inside then, one finger inside you, and show it to me”
It’s glistening.
I lean in to kiss you. I put my hands on your sexy flat stomach. I move slowly, left hand upwards, right hand outwards, to your hip. I grab your left hip, I feel you move, slowly, slightly, squeezing your thighs.
I move my left hand up, grazing your nipples over your top, then upwards, to your neck. I feel you kiss me harder, slower. I stop kissing you, slide two fingers to your lips. You open your mouth, pull them in with your tongue. I pull them out, slide them down your neck, squeeze lightly, lean to your ear and whisper
“Take a picture, for “gonewild”
“Pull your top down. Pinch your nipples. Make it hurt. I want to hear you moan.”
I love seeing your nipples so hard, so taut, so red.
“Now slide your panties down to your thighs”
“Kneel, one hand on clit, one inside you, and open that sexy mouth”
(Tried to hold back from cumming but that’s a losing battle…)
“I’m going to cum baby, hold those beautiful tits up and together”
“Ok, one more selfie for “cumontits” and meet by pool for a drink?”

[mF] [incest] Mom, Please Stay Home Tonight

Shortly after her divorce from my father at 42, mom went a little nuts. There was this over 30 bar about 10 miles away, she would get all dolled up and go over there every few nights. I never knew if she would be coming home that night.

She would call me from some guy’s apartment, the next morning, and then walk out to the sidewalk where I would go to pick her up. She would sleep it off at home, then we would go to the bar and retrieve her car. I was maybe 18 at the time.

Before she left to go out, we would kiss goodbye, on the lips. I would try and hold that kiss as long as I could, a little longer each evening she left. I knew she was going out to get fucked, and it was starting to really do something for me. I have a younger brother and sister, but we were the only ones living in the house, at this time. I also didn’t have a girlfriend.