The Campground Shower, Part II (sneak peek)

The Campground Shower, Part II

The tension hung in the air like a lazy cloud. My heart raced and my breath came to a stop. “Goddamnit son of a bitch!” Laura’s husband, Jeff, flung up from his seat and began patting down his legs and shirt.

Once all the commotion was done, he explained that an ember from our little bonfire had landed on him and burned through his clothes. He was fine, but still rattled. I thought how his incident was unfortunate for him, but the timing couldn’t have been better for me.

Laura and Jeff left shortly after, a slight look of embarrassment on Laura’s face. Eva let out a pressured sigh of relief. “Well that got weird real fast,” she mused.

Eva watched the couple stumble onto their site and disappear in the darkness. Once the coast was clear, she stood and confidently straddled her legs around my lap on the lawn chair. “All this talk about sex has me a little…”

I felt her breath along my neck and she took my earlobe into her mouth. She sucked, a little harshly, then began rotating her hips on my lap. I always know she’s drunk horny when she takes my earlobe into her mouth like this.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 74-76) [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.

## 74: Unwelcome Company

Beatrice’s temporary room was nothing to write home about—small, uninspired wooden panels without any décor, a single bed, chair, table, and two wooden boxes to put belongings into. While Jenny lit a few candles on the table (a fire hazard, if Beatrice ever saw one), the succubus walked up to the solitary window in this room and saw an utterly depressing view—a wall of giant, uneven, gray stone blocks only a couple of yards from the window.

*I’ve seen prison cells more welcoming than this,* Beatrice sighed and stepped away from the window to put her plate with lukewarm vegetables on the table that was full of cracks and splinters. *At least I haven’t seen any cockroaches yet,* Beatrice thought and knocked three times on the table—a silly superstition.

A simple ode to a customer.

I’m at work, stocking bananas per usual. I glance up and see you in that eye catching red dress. My gaze affixed on your every step. Moments later, BOOM, the power goes out. Leaving everyone in almost complete darkness

I go into the backroom to grab a flashlight. When I turn around, you’re standing there. You’ve managed to find something to block the doorway, making sure we aren’t interrupted. I’m shocked and surprised. I go to speak, but am unable to.

You walk up to me without saying a word. You press your body against mine. Kissing me deeply. I stand there, stunned. Unable to move. I feel almost parallyzed by your touch.

You drop to your knees and begin undoing my belt and jeans. I am rock hard at your touch. You pull out my hard cock and begin teasing the tip against your lips. I shudder. Holding my breath, waiting for you to make your next move.

Adam & Jane at School [Tags in Story]

Both characters are 18.
Tags: [HS seniors][MF][Blowjob][Oral][Cowgirl][Creampie]

***Jane***

Here we were again, rearranging Mr. Jacobs’ prop department for detention. Just me and Adam. I’ve tried time and time again to drop a hint to him, to let him know he can just take me any time he wants, but he’s just absent mindedly doing his job.

I wore the tightest button down blouse I could find, the buttons straining against my boobs. I’ve caught him staring before, but he’s being a good boy today.

I watch him as he throws smaller hand-held props into a chest. I’ve been crushing for years, but now that senior year was winding down, time was of the essence. The college he signed onto was across the country from mine, so there were only weeks left for one of us to make a move.

I gathered my long blonde hair and formed a quick ponytail before dusting half heartedly. I made my way around the room, pretending to get this and that as I walked closer to him.

23[f-solo] Me time with my plug

When it comes to what I actually want in bed, sometimes I feel like I’m on an old game show, spinning a wheel to see how I feel… and it’s so frustrating! Give it a spin and… ‘oral sex’… ‘BBC’… ‘being a sub!’… ‘sex with a girl’… ‘pegging a squealing man’… The other day I had fruitless sex with one of my regular booty calls and it turns out I just wanted a small slice of the tiramisu in the fridge. Then after the guy left, I was able to get myself off SO EASY and I’m here to talk about what I did and why it worked. My orgasm is an elusive little tease who CONSTANTLY reminds me she’s being neglected, but when I get down to business with my toys, or an actual fucking dick, sometimes she gets all casual and walks away from me like the little shit she is! So… i’m in my kitchen, naked and gobbling up cake and finding small sticky splotches on my upper arm and neck from the guy who whipped off the condom and just exploded all over my ass! He did an awful job of wiping my down while I was holding my position on my hands and knees, yelling for him to not use my decorative hand towels and get me a wet nap. And when I was standing in front of the open fridge with my fork, I remembered the electric shock I got when I roughly pushed that wet nap along my butthole… then my elusive little orgasm came into view. I put the plate down, got my favorite tiny buttplug, lube, and lovesense vibrator. A dollop on top of the little mushroom and popped that baby inside of me and I got that PRESSURE and FULLNESS exactly where I wanted it. Listen, if you’ve never experimented with a buttplug then you are seriously missing out. Think of this toy like a song that you only want to hear sometimes, but when you do, it’s just fucking magic. I don’t love getting a cock in my ass, it flat out lacks that divine pleasure of vaginal sex, but WHEN I want it, it is just perfect. So… with my favorite metal piece up my ass, I went back to the bedroom and vibrated my clit… I came three times in about 20 minutes. UGH how I clenched that little toy in my ass!
Yup, when I spun that wheel, I thought I wanted the dick, but my guess was wrong… I wanted chocolate, clit-buzzing, and my favorite mushroom up my ass to orgasm!

Yummy Mummy – Part 3 – Wet Room – [MILF] [Gentle Femdom] [Female Masturbation]

***(Hello! Please see the comments section below for links to Part 1 and Part 2. Thank you)***

Grabbing my purse and car keys off the table outside the laundry room, I quickly made my way towards my car on the drive way. As soon as I make it inside and slam the door I let out a long sigh and push my hair back from my flushed face.

*Wow*. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done. In fact I couldn’t believe how hot it was. I couldn’t believe that was so hot with my son’s best friend! I put my hand to my mouth to stifle a giggle and try and take some deep breaths. My heart was pounding and my knees were shaking with the pure hit of adrenaline rush from taking charge. Seeing him laid out, naked, vulnerable, erect, right in front of me turned me on beyond anything I had imagined. My face flushed an even deeper crimson at the thought of having to walk around the grocery store with a damp patch growing inside my panties.

Tied up… (Translated from german) for my girl Lisa

Finally! With so much perfectionism and sweat I had installed this room of pleasure in the depths of my basement and now the day should have come. However, the search for a suitable candidate for my little playroom was to prove even more exhausting than all the manual labor.

Lisa was the first to respond to my ad without any financial ulterior motives. Immediately, all these fake profiles of the last months came back to my mind and then she had these pictures of an insanely good-looking woman on her page. My desperation must have risen immeasurably at that moment, because without much hesitation I answered her message despite these ulterior motives.

Already in the first lines I felt this very special connection. Her openness and curiosity to submit to a complete stranger left me speechless. What were the chances that a guy like me could have such luck?

The last few weeks passed me by like a journey through time. Nervousness seeped through my whole body, as the doorbell gave its unmistakable ringing. Behind the frosted glass, the distinct curves of a long-haired woman could be made out. Had all this not been just a dream after all?

My passion, my Zoe. [M/F]

Zoe leaned forward and rested her head in the nape of my neck, her warm breath softly tickling me. I put my arms round her and held her for a moment pulling her closer to me. By this point I was fully aroused, and I was certain that she had felt my rigid member pressing against her sex. 

I ran my hands over her back and tested the water by gradually easing my hands towards her ass. As I gently squeezed her cheeks I felt her soften into me and relax, on the second squeeze she gently bit my neck. The sharp yet fleeting pain of her teeth was exquisite, followed by the gentle softness of her lips as she kissed the area playfully injured by her. She look up and me and kissed me on the lips as gently as an angels whisper, the brush of her full lips against mine sent bolts of electricity through my body; whatever it was about this woman that was having such an effect on me, I was desperate for more. 

Starship Rimshot. CUM-SLURPING SPACE SLUTS OF GANYMEDE

Starship Rimshot. CUM-SLURPING SPACE SLUTS OF GANYMEDE

Cosmic Bliss Township on Ganymede is much like Las Vegas, with far more variety: lizard and insectoid live sex shows, chorus-lines of hermaphrodites jacking-off, brothels for all lifeforms with cash. Humans find a wide, exotic spectrum of male and female body-types and sexual inclinations, with 99.9% probability of complete satisfaction for any kink or fantasy. Once a year the Yragoth Triplets, Princesses of Alpha Centauri travel to Cosmic Bliss to enjoy cosplay and orgies. They dress-up as space sluts, visit casinos, Turkish bath-houses, German bondage dungeons, ready for action, mostly instigating the action themselves.

Ethly, Bryol and Kyrm each chose a raunchy character: Ethyl, the dominatrix, with breasts pushed forward in black snake-skin cones, only the breast tips and nipples revealed. The snake-skin suit

hugs her bubble-butt, split open for easy access to her anus, and completely crotch-less. Bryol plays the school-girl, as in the fiction novel by Mokosh, “Vagina Eager School-Girls of Regulus IV.” She wears a short, green and blue Scottish plaid skirt, a tight red thong dividing her ass-cheeks, with a prep-school blazer, buttoned-up below her plump nude breasts. Kyrm is the shy Texas girl-next-door, with pig-tails and thick glasses. She wears tight blue jeans, and blue-jean jacket. Under the jacket, only a thin white t-shirt covers her large breasts, her dark brown nipples clearly visible through the fabric.

The Milf Next Door Confronts The Spying Neighbour. [Gentle Fdom][Cheating][Age Difference][Older Woman][Lots of Good Boy][Call me Mommy][No incest][Voyeurism][Virgin][Riding][Handjob][Breast play][Exhibition]

The Milf Next Door Confronts The Spying Neighbour.

Tags: [Gentle Fdom][Cheating][Age Difference][Older Woman][Lots of Good Boy][Call me Mommy][No incest][Voyeurism][Virgin][Riding][Handjob][Breast play][Exhibition]

Summary: Jacob has been sharing a bedroom window with Mrs Harper for a while. They’ve developed an ‘interesting’ relationship, watching each other voyeuristically from their rooms, yet they’ve never met in person. Until today.

[This story was originally a script I wrote on GWA](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/kssip9/f4mscript_offer_the_milf_next_door_confronts_the/)

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As the doorbell rang out, Jacob was jolted awake from the couch. Dazed and confused, he pulled himself up from the couch. Jacob waited for a second ring, unsure if the noise that had woke him was actually real.

Jacob was eighteen, recently graduated from high school, he was as he put it, ‘transitioning to adulthood. Realistically it meant that he was bumming around at home all day while he decided if he would take the plunge into the working world or try his hand at university.

His parents had left him home alone while they were away on a trip. Jacob has two whole weeks to ‘decide on his next life path’. Another chime from the doorbell echoed through the house.