Mf – Ship Control part 2 – MC, Humiliation, Public Nudity

Yuna met up with her friends after a shower, still feeling quite good. They explored the ship, its venues, its clubs, its little art gallery and more.

On deck they found the adults only area and the boys joked that it was for orgies. The girls rolled their eyes. They noticed though, that their was another deck, above it, only accessible from the adults pool area. It was guarded by a crew member, a pretty Indian woman who wore a jacket, but no shirt or bra, her nipples were pierced with rings that had what looked like a diamond on them.

As they approached she smiled and said, “I’m sorry, but the Diamond Elite pool area is only for Diamond Elite members and their guests.” None of them could take their eyes off her piercings. There was nothing strange about it, but it wasn’t something you saw normally.

They joined in a trivia game and had drinks at a bar overlooking the ocean. They changed and went to dinner. Yuna found herself scanning the faces as they walked through the crowded decks.

Young childhood stories

I’d love to hear more stories about young siblings exploring their bodies with each other. My brother did it to me when I was little, for several years, and as wring as I know it is, it still turns me on to think about learning about sexual acts young. Am I the only one?

I’LL PAY YOU $1,000 TO HAVE SEX WITH ME [mf] [oral] [squirt] [deep throat] [face fuck] [anal] [spit] [facial]

About a year ago, I met a woman at the grocery store. She was wearing a t-shirt with a spongebob meme on it, so I just had to go over and say hello. We ended up chatting in the ice cream aisle so long, we had to swap out our melted ice cream for fresh ones.

I took her number. I told her I’d text her. We parted ways. I pushed my cart towards the cereal aisle, smiling to myself. *I’m going to text her in two minute,* I said to myself. Smug. Chuckling at myself. When I got to the cereal aisle, I texted her and said, “Fruity Pebbles or Fruit Loops?”

She wrote back, “Umm, both?”

We got dinner that evening and spent hours FaceTiming every single day. I was starting to fall for Ashley. I thought about her when I woke up. I thought about her when I ate lunch. She was on my mind 24/7. I even dreamt about her.

She was a tall, curvy brunette. She was tan. Exotic. Stunning. But most importantly, she was a goof ball. I’d never fallen so quickly for someone. It just felt right. We went on walks. We held hands. We made out.

The Headless Horseman [MF] [Monster fucking] [first person]

The mist rolled in around me, sending a chill up my spine and spreading goosebumps over my flesh. The woods were haunted, they said. That *he* would come, galloping through the night, and sever any hold on life I had. Who could resist such a fairy tale?

I stood amongst the twisted blackened trees, a hundred years of history pressing against me when I first heard it. Thunder shook the earth, sending vibrations through my feet. The horse moved as a shadow, thudding towards me, its rider silent and fierce, carrying his own head in one ghostly hand.

But unlike any before me, save those strange witches in tales, I didn’t flinch. I stood, hands at my side, eagerness in my eyes as he approached. The spinal whip he carried clattered in his hand as the horse reared in the moonlight, a perfect silhouette of fear and death.

Dead eyes stared down at me, vacant and soulless. “You must be lonely,” I whispered to his face before looking up at the animated body. The horse froze as my hand touched his neck, nostrils flaring in sudden surprise. One great hoof stomped on the ground. The rider tilted his torso as though to look down on me.

Masterful Friday Night Ritual [MF] [BDSM]

 She walks in the door, eager to shed her day as fast as she does her clothes. His eyes meet hers. “Welcome home” he says as he watches her with concern. He has noticed that her days have been long and hard on her lately. He has just the plan to ease her into her weekend.

“How are you to greet me?” he asks, grinning. Her naked form drops to its knees, kissing his crotch lightly through his pants. “Like this Master” she says, slipping back into her home persona. She unties his shoes, lifting his feet out and setting the shoes carefully aside. Next his belt. After years of this action, she still feels awkward undoing the belt from the front, but manages to get it to release. Down come his pants and underwear which she also folds and lays neatly by his shoes. 

“Excellent” he says, offering a hand to lift her to her feet. His lips reach for hers, yearning for a connection deeper than a peck on the cheek. It’s time to remind her that she’s home and she’s his now. He wraps his fingers in her hair, pulling her impossibly closer, smothering her with his lips until they both must come up for air. He silently lifts his arms into the air and she eases his shirt over his head, folding it and placing it with his other clothes.

Do I Even Know You?[STR8][WATERSPORTS][ANAL]

My wife and I have been together for years. 5 to be exact, and ever since the beginning our sex life has been lacking. Well, not lacking, just plane Jane vanilla vaginal sex. My wife, who has had a religious conservative upbringing but has recently turned atheist, has always insisted on slow, romantic sex for the both of us. But, my secret is that I’m a kinky motherfucker. I’m into just about everything. If my wife ever found my Reddit account, I was sure to be a lonely man for sure. That all changed this Friday.
My wife was out on the deck having a smoke, and just for fun, I decided to see how her candy crush escapade was going. I slid open her phone, (disclaimer- it is never okay to go through anyone’s things without consent, however my wife and I have an open-phone policy) and opened the app. She was not doing well. I slid out of the app, and much to my surprise found the all-too-familiar Reddit icon on her Home Screen. I decided that I shouldn’t look.
I figured I’d test the waters. Later in the day, I sent her a meme on Reddit, and expected her to pretend like she couldn’t open it, because she didn’t have the app. Instead, she opened it right in front of me! I could immediately tell it was an nsfw account, as the top post was a woman spread apart being fucked by two men.
Woah. Holy shit. Then, her eyes met mine. She caught me starting. Shit. While I was expecting her to start crying, an elongated smirk appeared across her face. No way.
Right then and there, she ripped her top off. My cock started to swell in my pants. I had never seen this out of her before. She then pulled me towards her and whispered “found your Reddit account you kinky bitch” I just about fainted. She then removed my tee and asked if I was horny. I pointed at my trousers, which warranted a shrill shriek of excitement from her. God was I hard. Acting fast, I pulled her face towards mine and began to almost violently kiss her. Flicking her tongue with mine, taking turns tasting each other’s throats. Then, I pulled away and went down to her neck. I started with a few soft, romantic kisses, but then escalated to full on making out with her neck. It was awesome. I gave her a few hickeys, to witch she met with moans of my name and “holy fuck!” I touched her exposed boob, not prepared for the reaction I would receive. “twist my nipples!!” Uh what? I did as she pleased, which made my cock begin to throb and ooze precum. She asked how I was holding up “down there” and I responded with a modest “could use some help” she zipped open my pants, exposing my rock hard dick, glistening with precum. “Woah” she didn’t hesitate. She deepthroated it. All 8.5 inches of me. Disappeared into the abyss of her beautiful face. She then asked me to thrust. “Into your throat?!” “Yes daddy!”I did as she pleased, creating gargling, spitting sounds from her. This went on for a few minutes, until o backed out as I knew I was gonna cum. I moved my mouth down to her pussy region, and after pulling down her leggings I saw that both her outer lips and labia were covered in moisture. I stuck my tongue in, and lapped up the shiny wet, which was met with slight moans from my partner. I began to go faster and faster, until she screamed and sprayed my entire face with a blast of liquid. I just about came right then. I caught some in my mouth, and gargled it before swallowing. I asked “ready for a second?” And she said “please daddy!” I placed my raw cock into her now dripping pussy, and started to fuck her. I figured what the hell. Let’s try something new. I asked her if I could try her asshole, to which she nodded her head violently. I inserted my now soaked cock into her ass, and began to push more and more of myself into her until I was fully inside her ass. It was so tight. She then said a word I never thought I would hear from her in a sex setting. “Piss?” Uh oh. Guess she found that I’m in the r/ watersports subreddit. I didn’t pass on the opportunity, and began to release a steady stream of warm piss into her. She moaned. “I feel it daddy!” She said. I pulled out, piss sloshing onto our bedroom floor. She then asked for some on her face, to which I fulfilled her request by dousing her with my golden shower. It was hot. I went around back to her again, and resumed my place in her pussy. As I fucked, I thought I felt something especially warm. I looked down to see her pissing while we fucked! Hot as fuck! I pulled out, and started drinking her hot piss. I started to use her urine as lube, and started jacking myself off. She noticed, and said she wanted me to cum in her pussy. I stroked it a few more times, and then entered her still pissing pussy with my cock. I came inside her while she pissed onto our floor, and watched it slide out into the stream. We cleaned up, and she lead me to the closet, revealing a package of rope and a flog still in the package. “Tomorrow?” She asked with a wink
TO BE CONTINUED…

[MF] [Str8] [Inc] [F/D] Stranded: Part 2

Part 2

It was funny how hours stretched into days, before they stretched into weeks. And then, a month – no, two months – had passed. For the father-daughter duo who found themselves stranded on the island, time had lost meaning, especially as rescue had not come. For Jason, hope of rescue had died a while ago. Even Kelly, who had been insistent that somebody had to be coming, was no longer looking up at the sky or towards the horizon for rescue. To Jason and Kelly Jameson, rescue was a whimsical fantasy.

At the very least, they were not wanting of resources. In a sea of shitty luck, the father-daughter duo had found the broken segments of the plane that brought them to the island. Horrified by the sight of wreckage and corpses, salvation came in the form of what the plane carried; bottled water, plenty of clothing for all climates, long-lasting food items, and equipment that would prove essential to their survival. The father-daughter duo had almost cried with bitter relief, especially since they had found shelter but a few days ago, as well as fruit and a source of clean water. Overall, things could have been a lot worse.

[MF] [Str8] [Inc] [F/D] Stranded: Part 1

Hello there! This is the first draft of my first ever original erotic story. Hope you enjoy it, and I would appreciate some constructive criticism :)

*”Guh! This is why we don’t talk anymore–!”*

*”Can’t you see that I’m TRYING–!”*

*”I’m still the same–!”*

*”I know, but–!”*

The voices in his head seemed so far away, yet they tugged at his consciousness. A part of him, blissful in the darkness and unknown, ignored the tugging. But alas, Jason could feel himself slowly gain consciousness, accompanied by an assault of sensations.

Beneath his fingers, which flexed and gripped, coarseness registered in his mind.

*Sand*, he thought to himself.

Then, the crashing sounds of waves were heard, as well as the feel of their sloshing impacts; gentle and surprisingly warm against his legs.

*Beach?* His mind had deduced, still trying to piece things together.

Gingerly, Jason opened his eyes, only to be caught off-guard by the harsh rays of sunlight directly above him.

*On a beach, on my back…*

As if in control of another’s body, Jason checked himself. Besides the general aches, he seemed to be fine. He breathed a sigh of relief, as he squinted up towards the clear skies.

How I lost my Virginity

Morning All,

The story I’m going to tell takes place 5 years ago on Halloween. Given the time, I find it appropriate to tell it. I do hope you enjoy it!

First, a bit about [M]e. I’m a fairly tall, straight gentleman, 6’3+, slender athletic frame, goofy and at the time, the very religious and conservative type, hence the long wait for sex. At the time I was 22 and despite my beliefs, I had a very…imaginative… sexual appetite only satiated by porn and practicing exhibition.

That’s when I met my match. A very tall, thick woman. Very free spirited , respect[F]ul, and a libido to match. We’ll call her Chloe ;). She was built for sex and a seductress of the best kind. Long thick legs and an ass big enough for my large hands to squeeze. Smooth, dark skin and nipples my tongue couldn’t help but drool over…but you’ll find out how I saw those soon.

[MF] Part 3 is the third of a 3 part erotic tale of Charlotte’s journey through her Top 10 sexual fantasy bucket list

**If you like images to go with your story you can click for the illustrated version of this TOP 10 SEXUAL FANTASIES PART 3 in the comments below. Enjoy…**

Charlotte sat on her couch, a laptop in her lap, scanning the list on the screen. In her brain, she checked off the sexual fantasies that she had completed. Each one brought back memorable moments, and she could see the faces of the multiple men and women who had made it possible.

Her boyfriend James was central in all of them. They worked together and now play together in a continuous effort to work their way through the list of ten fantasies. Seven fantasies were down, with three to go.

She looked at the list: sex between a student and teacher; sex between a patient and a doctor or nurse; and, sex with a virgin or pretending to be a virgin.

Charlotte’s cell phone rang and she saw James’s name.

“Hey.”

“What are you doing? And are you naked?” he asked.

“Looking at the list, and almost.”

She considered a long t-shirt over nothing as almost naked. James had seen her in far less.