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Spider Gwen gets Venomized Pt 2

Venom watched hungrily with a huge toothy grin as the voluptuous little spider slut knelt between his spread thighs. His powerful pheromones had done their work, extremely well. Gwen was perched between his knees absolutely debaseing herself with his monsterous cock. The sound of loud gagging echoed across the rooftop as Gwen forced the thick shaft down her throat as far as she could handle before sliding back up, pulling her lips off his cock to desperately gasp for breath before going back to forcing his cock as far down her throat as she could.

Gwen had never tasted anything so amazing, it was overwhelming. It was an intensely powerful flavor, pungent, and musky yet somehow sweet and fruity, and almost chocolatey. She slid her lips up and down rapidly, gagging and slurping eagarly. She could feel his shaft bruising the back of her throat but she didn’t care, all she wanted was to taste his delicious seed. Gwen slid her lips off his cock, she slid her tongue out running it along Venom’s thick veiny cock. She slurped eagarly along his shaft, sliding her tongue down to tease his heavy, swollen balls. Read more »

College girl takes big dick at her first porn shoot [M/F]

The lights were bright and the room felt cold. Her heart was beating into her throat now, her legs feeling heavy. She sat on the bed, legs folded neatly under her, looking at the camera on the tripod in front of the bed and trying not to feel awkward.

“I’m Claire, and I’m twenty,” she was saying, her face hot. Her hand fumbled with the hem of her skirt.

“I’m here today to make my first porn video,” she was continuing, following the camera man’s prompts.

The “male talent” was sitting in the corner off camera. His name was Matt, and thankfully he was actually nice. He had picked her up from the airport, and had spent the drive over just chatting, making sure she was sure she wanted to go through with it (“girls back out at the last second all the time, there’s really no pressure, Claire”), and preparing her for what to expect in the hotel room.

Right now she wished it was him holding the camera, but that wasn’t his job. The camera guy (Gary? Jerry?) was fine too, really more of a photography nerd than anything else. He was married, which made her more comfortable, and had assured her when she walked in the room that her flight back was already secured, and if she left now there would be no reprisal, etc. etc. Read more »

Act I [solo F, magical realism/mild fantasy]

It begins in total darkness. Hushed murmurs and clinking of glassware in the cavernous space ahead and behind. Lights come up, deep blue, only enough to define the space of the stage. An elongated oval, exits at the narrow ends, terraced seating facing both long sides, rising strata of watchers, faceless in the dark. The music begins with a heartbeat rhythm, then syncopates into a complex braid of layered drums and cymbals, thump and crash of primal resonance, human desire translated into sound.

She stands centerstage in a pool of bright yellow-white, barefoot, hair down, wearing a tanktop and short shorts in friendly pastels. The floor beneath her transforms into black and white tile, glimpsed impression of translucent bathroom fixtures surround her, towel rack, sink, shower curtain, toilet. A smattering of applause. She smiles an easy, practiced smile.

“This has always been my safe space, a place to retreat from the pressures and worries of life. Here, I see visions of myself that cannot exist anywhere else and indulge them. Here, I am at my most private. Here, I am totally exposed.” Read more »

[M4F] Women, more women, still women and even more women. All there is are women!

Men. Not everyone likes ’em but hey they’ve got that thing between their thighs which quite a **majority** of people enjoy to use. In this case women.

But what happens when men are in limited amounts across the globe, the chances of seeing a man being so slim someone women only ever see or hear of them in books, T.V., stories etc. Women going their entire lives without ever meeting a male.

One small town in particular being made up of a 100% female population. Generations upon generations without ever having seen a man, at least not in person. Some retelling tales of how they’ve met the mystifying sēx in their younger days, these being obvious lies. Lies that worked to coax the impressionable youth into thinking of them as some kind of otherworldly being.

Well this town was about to be introduced to a new resident. The evening was one like no other, the town had welcomed and parted ways with various women. What was different was the figure who came out of the granite grey Delorean was not a woman. A slim figure outstretched their long dark blue denim covered legs out from the wing like doors of the car, followed by a lengthy arm and black hoodie covered body, skin as dark and brown as a Hershey’s chocolate kiss, a jawline sharp enough to cut diamonds and eyes as piercing as a needle through wool. Read more »

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p5 : A Pair of Young Studs (MMF) (threesome) (cheating) (freeuse) (interracial)

Lena was so excited for today’s encounter, she couldn’t help herself in the shower that morning. She knew two men would be waiting for her and they sounded young. Anticipation for the two young cocks pounding and stretching her that afternoon drove her wild, and she needed to finger and rub out several orgasms before she could leave the shower. She didn’t even worry about making too much noise, figuring her husband didn’t notice her supercharged sex drive anyway.

When the men approached her secluded spot, she was surprised. “Um. I knew you were young, but you two are kids.” The slightly taller boy spoke up. “I’m 20 and home from college. My brother is 18 and about to join me at State this fall.” They even showed ID, but Lena was really checking out her young studs. She admired the tall, dark, athletic men, brimming with young confidence and enthusiasm, while the men openly drank in her body. She was practically drooling at the thought of her curvy body being passed around, her cream colored skin bouncing against their smooth, dark chocolate. Satisfied and appraised, the trio came together, with one brother behind Lena, kissing her shoulders and groping her breasts. Meanwhile, the Younger brother kissed Lena with his hands on her hips and sneaking beneath her shorts. Read more »

A Christmas Gift From My Sister: Part Two

“It doesn’t change anything,” Becky said. “I mean it, Jack. We did what we did, and don’t get me wrong, I really fucking enjoyed it, but that’s all that’s ever going happen.”

It was about ten minutes after the text from our parents revealed that we would be spending the night alone in the cabin. It was also about ten minutes since I had watched her finger herself to orgasm just a few feet away from me. I remembered watching a little bit of my cum land on her thigh, and thought about how it would still be there, drying on my sister’s skin.

My cock was soft in my boxers, but that image sent a little pulse of desire through it.

“I know,” I replied. “Just looking. No touching. You said already.”

“Fuck!” she shouted, dropping her head into her hands. “We shouldn’t have done anything! You’re my little brother, for Christ’s sake. What the fuck were we thinking?”

I know what I was thinking; I wonder how wet her panties are right at this second. Are they sticking to her? Is she aware of her wetness? How would she smell if I got down on my knees right there and then and pressed my nose against them? Would she stop me if I did? Read more »

Why I (24M) love to eat pussy.

When I think back to my fondest memories they include things such as sailing on my 21st birthday, seeing the Giants win the 08 Super Bowl over the undefeated Patriots..or the first time I ate a woman out with full intentions of getting her off.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am just 24 y/o with experience on only 2 separate women BUT I think my sensuality makes me good, if not great at the subject matter.

Where to begin on the art form? It really is art. The female orgasm is a tender thing. It is mind racing when you begin to learn their orgasms and how their body begins to react to stimuli. I’ll stand by it that the best foreplay is leaving soft, trailing kisses from the inner part of one thigh, down and up the other thigh.

Knowing someone’s body. Respecting it but always willing to test its limits. Invigorating. Seeing the gradual breaking of someone when their orgasms become a second nature to you and you know how to use it to both of your advantages… Read more »

Club 42

My nights at Club 42 started with a audition of sorts – Serving a private party topless. Guests weren’t allowed to touch but i was popular with my big, round 36DD tits – getting called over more often than other servers. good pay and my exhibitionist side was secretly thrilled. My only problem was my nipples are ‘shy.’ If they aren’t being teased, they stay flat and that is never a good look. So each time i went to the kitchen, i would flick them or pull on them till my nipples were hard again. I didnt realize the hostess who had hired me had noticed me doing this over and over again through the evening. Without knowing it, I became the perfect candidate for Club 42.
When we were done for the night, the hostess asked if I was ok with people touching my tits while I was serving. I imagined the pay would be more for that, so I agreed.
And that is how i started serving at the Club 42. Our uniform was simple – a leather harness that made our tits stick out. And a short leather skirt, no panties. The one rule that Club42 had was the server’s nipples had to be hard all the time. If they weren’t, the server would have to beg a patron to flick their nipples or pull them till the were hard again. The servers weren’t allowed to stimulate themselves- only a patron could do it. Since my nips would go flat quite often I would end up begging at tables before i could serve again. Because i needed help so often i would often ‘bribe’ my regulars so they were less likely to refuse even if they were in the middle of a conversation. I would hitch up my skirt over my waist so i was practically naked while they flicked my nipples. Then i’d pull my skirt down and start serving again. I’d get so wet each time I would do this. Some evenings, once or twice a week when there were fewer guests, I’d let a few regulars finger fuck me when i was on a smoke break while I gave them a hand job in the alley behind the kitchen.

RIMSHOT GIRLS BEND OVER FOR REDDIT READERS: “FILL OUR ANUS-CUPS WITH JIZZ”

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Beth Darmstadt says: **“Amber was correct when she said reddit readers want to be voyeurs, reading steamy stories about our own REAL sex lives. They want real-life sex stories much more than your whacky sci-fi sexbot fiction. Get a grip, Roscoe! Give the viewers what they enjoy.”**

And I said. **“OK. I will give it a shot. I will describe the tiny, brown crater which surrounds your sweet, puckered, kissable anus. I will tell all. I will say how I press my full, aching mushroom cockhead into your anus-cup, and gush my sticky loads of jizz.”**

And Beth laughed, **“That’s more like it! That’s exactly what your readers want. You might even sell a paperback book or two with a few stories like that.”**

**So there you have it. My girls are home for the holidays, and full of marketing advice.** I truly have no idea what reddit readers want for erotic entertainment. There seems to be no common thread. Tens of thousands of people want to get-off each day, and some want to read hot stories to help them get-off. **But, mostly, is appears many, many people have no idea what they truly want.** They cast about, like flying-fishing, hoping something will hook their attention. There is an unusual interest in **Incest Sex and Forced Sex.** Is that really what the readers want in their own lives? Or, is it just a fantasy thrill. Something to fill the void and pass the time? Read more »