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Here are two new stories of mine that got posted this week! I would love any feedback you can give me. Please comment and vote on the stories! It would be greatly appreciated.

https://literotica.com/s/dear-daddy-ch-02

https://literotica.com/s/dear-daddy-ch-03

For years I had been trying to “find myself”. I didn’t know how or when I had gotten myself lost, or if I was even lost at all. What I did know what that, for as long as I could remember, I felt empty. What’s interesting with feeling empty is the nothingness to it all. I did nothing. I said nothing. I felt nothing. I meant nothing. Life moved on and I was alone in my isolated nothingness.

Don’t get me wrong, I existed in my life. I went to my job. I shared inside jokes with a few coworkers. I drank beers at happy hour. Yet, at the end of the day I was nothing. I occupied space in certain areas at certain moments. Deep down I wondered if my nothingness was all I would ever have. Is an empty shell of nothing all I will ever be? This nothingness was my fate until, one day something happened. I received a postcard. On the front were printed the words “You are NOT nothing.” The back contained a marking that appeared as though lips donned with bright red coloring had pressed themselves against the card stock. Below the lips the card contained a date, a time, and an address. This is where my story begins. Read more »

The event was held on the main stage, a 15 by 15 foot wrestling mat covered the stage, and cameras were set up to catch every angle. The room could fit 500 fans, plus the tally showed that over 4.5 million were streaming live. It was one of the most anticipated events of the competition.
Matches went on for the course of the afternoon and night, as all competitors had to take part versus someone of the opposite sex and country. Because whoever wins the match gets points, it was make or break for a lot of countries.

I watched parts of matches throughout the afternoon, trying to get a sense of what to do, or any strategy I had. I quickly learned that being on top was key, but if stuck on the bottom you can still find ways to get points. Ladies were particularly deadly on top, and if they were able to pin a guys arms, they could sit on his face, getting big points while making the other competitor lick your asshole. Read more »

Since we had never met I was a little more nervous than usual knocking on your door. We had texted earlier, and to my deep surprise, you had said yes to going out for a beer with me later that evening. You said come by around seven and I of course said “yes!”. I hoped it hadn’t sounded too eager. Never one to be late, and certainly not with you, I was at your door at 7 sharp. Taking a deep breath I knocked. And waited. After a bit I knocked again, thinking maybe you hadn’t heard. Again I waited. Nothing. I was starting to think maybe you’d forgotten and ran out to do something else that night. But as I was standing there I leaned in and noticed I could hear music coming from inside. Then I noticed that your door was shut, but not shut tight. You must be home. So I pushed open your door and leaned my head inside to announce myself. I could see into your living room, but you weren’t in there…but I could hear your music and it was rather loud. You definitely couldn’t hear me. So I stepped inside and shut the door behind me and spoke up louder “Hi Britt! It’s James.” But still you didn’t answer. I decided that your place must be larger than I realized so I stepped fully into your living and looked around. The place was empty, but I could see you had set out a bottle of something and a couple of glasses. I stepped further into your house and saw the door to your bedroom ajar. Figuring that if I was going to get your attention I’d have to make eye contact with you, I slowly pushed your bedroom door open saying “hello?”. When I could see inside I realize that all my assumptions about this situation were completely off. Read more »

“What is it?”

Hermione said as Ginny led her trough into the room of requirement

“Have you found something new?”

“Just shut up and you will see okay”

Hermione followed Ginny as they went deeper inside the big room, everything from piles of furniture to different plants where scattered across all surfaces.

“Almost there just around this corner”

They turned the corner and in front of them a table laid alone on the floor, it looked as if it had been cleared form the garbage that otherwise filled the room.
“Is it a magic table?”

Hermione tried to see if anything was different about it

“Look closer”

Ginny pointed to one of the corners. Hermion walked closer and saw rings attatched to each of the corners.

“I don’t unde……”

“Incarcerous”

Rope grabbed Hermiones wrists and ankels, she flew stomach down onto the table

“Ouch…why did you do that?”

Ginny didn’t say anything, the ropes thightened and Hermione let out a loud scream of pain as the ropes dug into her skin Read more »

With the end of winter approaching Jason woke up to the sound of the coffee grinder he has set to 5:00am sharp every morning.

The frost has crawled over the window during the night and there’s a subtle chill in the apartment as he gets up out of bed to start his day.

Jumping through the shower he notices the water pressure reducing into just a few drops splashing down on the shower tiles.

“What could it be this time, I need to move out of this place!”

Wrapping a towel around his hips he makes his way to the bedroom to get dressed, suddenly he hears furious bashing on his front door.

Wrapped in a towel only, he answers the door, infront of him stands his new neighbor dripping wet and shivering.

“Oh hey Sandra, how are you?” He asks.

She replies with a groan and cussing under her breath as she almost shoves him out of the way to enter his appartment.

“Ive had it Jason! Ive had it with this building!”

Jason replies: “I know, it’s the third time this week with the preasure dropping like that” Read more »

This is a true story of drinking pee. So..
If not your bag….
I found myself in the role of bull for a married couple in their mid 40s. Getting into that situation is a story in itself, but this story begins well into the affair. We always met in the morning. We’d start with a pot or two of coffee and chat. We would make our way to the bedroom eventually. M liked lots of foreplay so we’d double on her, licking and sucking her into a frenzy. One day, she came harder than usual and squirted some pee out. She kinda freaked but J piped in with how awesome it was that she could squirt, and made a big deal of it. I kept quiet but reassured her that it was super hot. I’m not a pee fan so much, but in the morning, after 3 cups of coffee and no breakfast, very erotic to feel it fill my mouth. We had a position that M loved and J and I would do for her. She’d sit on my face and suck J. While under her, I could eat her perfectly. Her urethra was large and sat low. I could suck on it, and stroke it with my tongue. This day, I was feeling especially dirty and kinky. I knew she hadn’t eaten, but had at least 3 cups of coffee.
On her first orgasm, I brought her off lightly and stroked her urethra until she squirted in my mouth a little. It was delicious. She shifted some but I moaned and pulled her close. I was ready for the full load. She relaxed and let come what may. I returned to her clit and started working up a big one. When I could feel her starting to contract, I shifted to sucking her piss hole and she let go. I sucked her like a straw and swallowed every drop. It was a crazy erotic feeling as she was coming through the whole thing. Read more »

She was restless. Unable to sleep, her mind racing with thoughts of him. Tossing and turning for what seemed like forever, she rolled over to cuddle for warmth. Needing to feel close, she pulled him up to remove his shirt. His chest felt so warm against her bare breasts. She ran her fingers along his chest and down his side. She began kissing his neck, moving to his lips. She slid her leg over his and began rhythmically moving up and down. She pulled off his boxers and slowly started kisses his penis, licking ever so gently until he was encompassed by her wet mouth. She continued slowly, teasing his tip with her tongue and sucking softly. He moaned with pleasure. He started moving his hips in time with her, unable to stop himself as it felt so wonderful. He reached to touch her but gently she pulled his hand away. She rotated ever so slightly to completely take him inside her moist mouth…as deep as she could. Faster and faster she moved, tongue swirling around his throbbing cock. He whispered to her, do you want me to tell you before I cum, to which she replied, do you want me to stop? He told her, I want you to ride me. She moved to straddle his waist. She was very wet and he slid in with ease. Slowly she moved her hips up, then down. His hands around her waist, caressing her skin. Her breasts ever so slightly brushing his cheeks as she moved back and forth on his large hard cock. They kissed, lost in their passion, moving in time with one another. Overcome with excitement he pulled her to the side, rolling her over and straddling her large round ass. He loved to cup her in his hands, gently take a finger to massage her anally. When he did this, her pussy would squeeze him just enough to make him want to explode on the spot. They continued like this for several minutes, slow at first and then speeding up until he couldn’t stop himself. He gave several hard quick thrusts as he orgasmed inside her. They kissed, slowly, passionately and then carefully parted. He, to take a hot shower and her still lying there, thinking…of him.