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Actions and Consequences: Part One [MF] [Cheating] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty]

He fucked me harder, pushing my legs further forward. They were almost touching the headboard behind me. I looked up at him. His dark face, with those dark brown eyes looking down at me. His strong muscular arm was holding the headboard from hitting the wall.

“Fuck me,” I moaned softly.

He nodded then began pounding his big black dick into me, harder and faster. I slammed a hand over my mouth to stifle the loud scream that wanted to tell the world how hard this man was fucking me.

I could hear my husband talking to our children in the room next to us. If Frederick weren’t holding the headboard, it would be walloping the wall, letting my husband hear everything. I knew I should feel guilty for having another man inside me. But I didn’t, for six days I had watched Frederick walk around the resort hotel with his wife, all I could think of was how lucky she was. It was pure coincidence that their room was next to ours. Read more »

2nd Person – For Women (dom) (foreplay) (FF/FM) (role play)

This is my first time doing erotic writing so any input is anything appreciated! Hope you ladies have some fun with it!

I make out with you slowly, our lips caressing each other as I work my way down to you neck. I slowly undo your gown and slide it down your body, I keep lowering my head as I cup your ample breast and slowly run my tongue around your nipple. I begin sucking on your breast while cupping the other in my hand and gently rubbing your nip with my fingertips.

As soft moans escape your mouth I work my hand even lower down your body, I slide my fingers over your mound and run them down your cloth wrapped lips. You let out a yelp I as wrap my fingers around your puss. Your panties get moist to my touch as I continue to savour your breasts with my mouth.

I pull away, leaving you sitting expectantly. Read more »

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A mother’s lust, Part 6 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Jenna shivered, watching her husband … seeing all the signs of his pent-up arousal. The rosy blush on his cheeks and forehead and neck … the way he seemed to strain forward in his chair. The way the hand not holding her damp panties was absently stroking and touching the bulge of his caged cock through his slacks.

His words to their son had seemed to arrow into her heart, the heartfelt plea in them melting her, even as she felt herself spasm and clench around Michael’s big cock. She drove forward and down onto her son, producing a wet, squelching sound as she took all of him inside again, and she gripped his hair and head as she held onto him, her arms up over her own head, Michael’s warm breath on her shoulder and neck as she ground against him, feeling her son’s hard chest and abdomen against her back, supporting her as she rolled her hips and ground down onto his rock-hard phallus in animal pleasure. Read more »

Becoming a sex doll [FM] [FF] [bondage] [brainwashing] [prisoners]

My body is not my own. Wake up, they command me, and my body wakes, but does nothing more, awaits further instruction.

My mind, me! I watch the world as if through a window.

They command: get dressed, stretch, jog, exercise, strip, shower. My body does these things, I have no say in the matter, opinion long since driven from me, agency a vestige from a different life.

I chose this, long ago. I, of my own volition, chose the Special Prison Unit. I knew full well what I was signing up for, I thought. I wanted the freedom it could grant me. I knew I was lucky to even have the opportunity, to have met their physical requirements. I thought I was ok with the cost.

I wash the sweat off me. They want us fit, toned. They keep us healthy, build our stamina. It’s not strength they’re after, or even our ability to take punishment. That plays into it, but they’d punish us even if we couldn’t take it.

No, it’s beauty they’re after. Read more »

[FM] [FMFM] A decadent party

First time ever writing a fictional story, let alone a nsfw one. Would love to hear what you think and value your feedback. It has a long build up so make sure you have a minute.. – _-‘

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We have finally made it. We arrive at a non descript door in an alley and look for a street number. “I’m pretty sure this it.” I say, far from being sure. “Check the invite again?”. _Ring the bell upon arrival_ it says.. After looking for a doorbell for a few minutes I see a small black button against the dark alley brick and try pushing it. I hear a buzzer somewhere in the distance behind the door. After a short wait the door opens with a loud creak. A pretty girl in a long straight black hair appears in the door opening and looks at us not saying anything. She looks elegant, with a long black dress but with a blank expression. “We’re here for the party.. ?” I say with a wavery voice. “Tickets please.” is all she says. I show her the tickets on my phone. “this way please” and she shows us through the door into a small reception. She keeps walking and without another word she takes us through a second door into a hallway. It seems to last for ages. The hallway is dark with only small lights every couple of metres and we hear nothing but the noise of both her and your heels. Tick-tick-tick… We quietly exchange glances whilst the lady is ahead of us. Read more »

meeting a stranger at the coffeehouse [MF] [fiction]

His hands were tangled in my hair, my legs were wrapped around his body. It didn’t seem real that I had only met this man a few hours earlier.

He seemed innocent enough when he offered to pay for my coffee, keeping up witty banter with me as we waited for our lattes. The spark between us was undeniable, and by the time we were sitting down, chatting while sipping our coffees, I already knew I wanted to get him home, in my car, or anywhere else I could feel the fire in his body up close to mine.

His green eyes drew me in, the stubble on his face looked the perfect length for me to grind against, his hands were veiny and strong. The muscles on his arms showed that he went to the gym, but the quick responses he gave me told me he was so much more than his rugged handsome looks. I couldn’t drag my eyes away from his wicked smile as we spoke, or the way his eyes twinkled and told me so much more than his words did. Read more »

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New Neighbours – Part 4. When the Wife’s Away continued [39M] [18F] [Mf]

When Mikey woke up the room was pitch black. Lauren’s arm was draped across him and he could just make out the silhouette of her pretty face as his eyes adjusted to the darkness.

Mikey slowly rolled out of bed to go and check on his daughter, who was still sound asleep in her room.

He went into the bathroom. “What are you doing?” he thought to himself as he looked at his almost forty year old face in the mirror. “Your wife’s away and you’re messing around with the neighbour’s eighteen year old daughter.”

His cock started to stir at that thought. As much as Mikey knew it was wrong, there was no way he could stop now. He shook his head and quietly padded back to the bedroom, turning on a night light as he made it back into the room.

Lauren was lying on her back fast asleep when Mikey stealthily slipped back into bed next to her.

The sheets were pulled up around Lauren’s waist leaving her top half exposed. Mikey sat there for a minute admiring her flawless body and those big, firm, round breasts that looked almost out of proportion against her small frame. Read more »

New Neighbours – Part 3. When the Wife’s Away [39M] [18F] [Mf]

Mikey gave up trying to resist Lauren’s advances. He reasoned with himself that upsetting her could cause all kinds of problems if she decided to make a scene and so the right thing to do was to carry on with their secret little arrangement. Lauren was off to university in a few months in any case and Mikey couldn’t see things continuing beyond then. He decided that he might as well make the most of his teenager lover while he still could!

So, for the next few months, Mikey’s life consisted of lots of ‘bike rides’ with Lauren and trying to maintain enough energy to satisfy his perennially horny wife. Life was pretty good.

It wasn’t all plain sailing. There were a few near misses along the way.

On one longer bike ride, Mikey and Lauren stopped for a rest at a picnic area. As usual, “rest” was just a code word for finding somewhere secluded for a quickie.

On this particular occasion, Lauren was bent forward over a picnic table, her cycling jersey wide open and her shorts around her ankles. Mikey had hold of Lauren’s hips and was slamming into her tight body making her firm breasts jump with every thrust. Read more »

Bred in Public

He knew I loved to be used like a little slut, one hot weekend he surprised me and fulfilled one of my biggest fantasies. I woke up Saturday morning to him kissing my shoulder and massaging my exposed hip, I moaned quietly and stretched as he pulled down the blanket. I immediately felt my pussy start throbbing for his dick. I began pressing body into him and we interlocked lips; he reached over my shoulder to rub my nipples, I let out a moan into his mouth as his hand traveled down my stomach to my pussy and he started teasing my clit and making me drip on the bed. He stopped touching me and grabbed my face as he gave me one deep kiss and got out of the bed, I was confused because he often liked to wake me up to the feeling of his kisses, but it always ended in one if my holes being filled with his tasty cum. That day was different- he told me that it was a special day and he had gotten me a surprise. He told me to wait with my hands in my lap until he got back, he got dressed and walked outside with his boner still fully erect. I immediately began rubbing my dripping wet pussy, teasing my clit with soft slow circles wondering what was in plan for me for the day. He was taking his time and I had gotten carried away so he walked back in and caught me pleasing myself. I was a little embarrassed because I didn’t know how long he was standing there, but he just looked at me with a grin on his face and didn’t say a thing while he handed me a bag. I pulled out with smallest g-string bikini in i I had ever seen, and he instructed me to put it on. Read more »

The Jacuzzi (F25 Jess) (F23 Elaine) (F22 Shelly) (Threesome) (Lesbian)

“Elaine! It’s here!” I called, running out to accept the package. I shared a house with my best friends, Elaine and Shelly. We’d finally – FINALLY – saved up enough money for a jacuzzi to go in the back garden.

“Christ it’s heavy. Get Shelly out here!” Both of them came scuttling out of the front door. We managed to all lift it together and carry it round the back to the garden.

“You’re up Shell.” I said, skipping off. She rolled her blue eyes and pulled on one of my pigtails.

“Um. No! We’re all setting this up. Go get the toolkit. We’re getting this baby up and running by tonight.”

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Six hours later, we were all exhausted. Why the hell did they put Swedish instructions only!

We managed to set it up in the back garden though, at some point Elaine had dashed inside to pick up some fairylights and a pair of ladders, so the roof just outside was adorned with cute twinkling lights. It almost seemed to make the sky shine just a little bit brighter. Read more »