Sexting My Stepsister [MF] [Sexting] [Incest]

My mother was never very smart with guys. Her longest relationship she managed to keep was my father, and that was about four years. She hopped around like a high schooler at a party before finally settling with someone decent once I turned 19. The man was a physician who probably only fell in love with my mom for her *assets*.

In the three years they’ve managed so far, he’s bought a three bedroom house for me, them, and my new stepsister to live in. Alexis, my stepsister, had just turned 18 and was about to start college. She was a bit of a brat, so we didn’t get along much. Alexis thought I was stupid for not going to college and “having fun”, but the reality was that I couldn’t even if I wanted to. See, it’s hard to set the money aside for it when your mom is busy dating around while trying to support her only son.

Alexis and I kept this unstable relationship for the two and a half years while my mom and her dad were in the dating phase before we all moved into the house together. Since we would be under the same roof we knew we had to meet on *some* terms.

[MF] [cuck, Msub] The Soul of a Desi

Nothing delights my heart more in this world than the first flight of a seagull after days of wavering and the soul of a desi.

Dressed in an orange-red saree with yellow floral motifs and fragrant in the aroma of rose jam, her enchanting figure catches your eye from afar.

Her soul as a wife, mistress, and mother is the marvel of the perfect deed of karma.

An emancipated desi treats both her husband and lovers with perfect grace, giving no rises to superfluous doubts or jealousy.

She cucks her husband several times a week with well-endowed bulls, true ithyphallic embodiments of Shiva, maintaining a well-accomplished balance between her sentimental and erotic life.

Her husband will be submissive and at all times at her disposal, always reliable companion, receiving his sloppy seconds with adoration and gratitude.

On Sunday at noon, when the traditional meal with the extended family takes place, prepare the delicious *Nipples of Venus* for dessert, as you have learned from the famous movie *Amadeus*, arranging on wide plates huge boobs with nipples of various colors and, if you feel like it, combine them with erect chocolate phalluses with the tips facing the sky.

Howl [F][Bst]

Mandy had always felt more at home in nature. She had left her Subaru WRX at the trail-head over three days ago, and since that time the civilized world had melted away, leaving just her, the breeze, and the sky.

She had been off the beaten trail for nearly half the time, following ridges and deer trails into the wooded wilds. Her only companions were her overstuffed Kelty pack, and her GPS. She wore tall danner boots, green L.L. Bean shorts, and a tank top which she covered with a red arc’teryx jacket in the cool mornings.

Around her the world was painted in green, the grass, the trees, the clover in the meadow. The scent of fir and juniper danced through sunbeams as it rode the wind to her nostrils with each deep breath she drew as her toned legs propelled further and further from all her cares.

She slept in a suspended hammock at night, drinking in the stars and moon. In the distance she heard the howling of wolves, their mournful wails as beautiful as the sparkling sky itself. She joined them, pouring all her rage and grief and loneliness into the air.

The Elf Ranger and the Orcish Elixer Pt 1 (MF) (Fantasy)

The Elves of the Mistwood had lived in peace and prosperity for centuries untold. Encroachments on their forest were far and few between. It rarely amounted to more than the occasional goblin raiding party. The peaceful times were not to last though.

The human tribes which only a few centuries ago were nothing but primitive savages, living in small huts, barely able to sustain themselves. Thier drive and tenacity was something to behold. Within a century the small village had gone to small towns, to bustling cities. Within another century the human cities had merged to form a vast empire.

The human emipre had an unquenchable thirst for conquest and expansion. Eventually their encroachment even reached the shrouded borders of the Elves sacred forest. The humans werw still superstitious, and wary of the mysterious Elves. They knew all too well how deadly the Elves could be with their powerful spells, and expert archers who could cut down a man from afar without ever being seen.

Tales of the Bounty Hunter and the Hybrid – the escort from Nova Vega [MFF] [sci-fi] [threesome] [maledom/femdom/femsub] [cumplay] [doggystyle] [alien girl]

*Hey everyone! This is the start of a series of smut scenes from a long term sci-fi RP I’ve been doing with an anonymous partner. They’re set in the same timeline as a Share post I recently put up on dirtypenpals (it’s pinned on my userpage), and while you don’t have to read that first I highly recommend doing so for character descriptions and the story of how the two main characters – a grizzled bounty hunter and a wolfgirl that became his partner – met and started hooking up. I skipped around in the RP to splice and edit this smut scene, but I think it reads nicely. I added a little intro to fill the reader in on some dramatic scenes that I chose not to share in this post, preferring to get setup with the smut instead. Lucia’s physical appearance is based on Liz Gillies but any hot brunette will suffice if you like lol Enjoy, and let me know if you liked it! There’s a whole crew of characters we added later on that I’ll use for later scenes on and off.*

Fuck the Police [Str8] [MF] [nc] [blkmail] [Mdom] [preg]

Karen worked hard to become a cop. Once she obtained her badge she thought she was finally going to be the paragon of justice she always knew she was. She didn’t realize the slow degradation of her character that occurred as she spent more and more time on the force. She slowly started to look down the citizens she had sworn to protect. She began to look the other way when private assets were seized for the benefit of her department. She began to relish the chance to beat those who dare disrespect her authority. With the increasing protests she found herself indulgeing in this brutality more and more. She thought she was untouchable.

Then one day she arrived home to find a large envelope on her porch. Inside were pictures of her commiting violent acts. Craking the skulls of old men, beating peaceful protesters, and shooting out the eyes of women with rubber bullets. There were multiple shots, all clearly showing her face or her badge number. At the bottom of the stack of photos was a letter. It appeared to be written by the photographer, and they threatened to publish the photos online and send them too the media unless she go meet them alone. The letter instructed her to go to an old parking garage downtown at midnight. Sensing a trap, but feeling overconfident she decided to confront this mysterious blackmailer.

The Day I Lost my Virginity [Str8] [mF]

Many years ago I spent most of my days talking to young ladies on MSN messenger. They were good times for a horny guy who would find any excuse to get himself off. I was very experimental and would have done whatever was asked of me. It was this period of my life I discovered anal play and how to give self facials, and if any cum happened to fall into my mouth then it has been said that it is rude to spit….

One slightly older lady (who i shall refer to as Sophie) actually wanted to meet me. This was both an exciting and terrifying prospect. Back then I was much thinner, but lankier and not a pretty sight to look at, but here was someone who was actually interested in going out for the day. The only problem was she lived in Weymouth and I lived in Poole.

Lazy Saturday [MF]

I’m laying on the couch, just in my gym shorts… Watching Netflix. You walk in and sit beside me, leaning into me. I wrap my arm around you and kiss you on the top of the head, pulling you closer. You catch a small whiff of my deodorant and cologne and close your eyes to breathe it in… Basking in being this near to me and nothing to bring it to an end. No work or errands to stop you from just doing this, all damn day.

Your hand falls onto my chest and you play with my chest hair while you melt into me, content. You snuggle up farther into me, putting your leg over mine. You’re just in a big t shirt of mine and some polka dot panties. My hand trails down your back to cup your butt, and you feel my fingertips right by your pussy when I squeeze.

Immediately you feel yourself getting wet and you grind your pussy into my leg involuntarily, letting out a soft little moan. You open your big eyes and look up at me to see that all too familiar smirk and know that I meant to do exactly what I did. You are suddenly incredibly horny and your hand leaves my chest, sliding down to my shorts where you feel a bulge and a wet spot… Me leaking precum out of pure desire for you.

Part 2 : Getting Ready [D/s] [Lingerie]

Author’s Note: This story is Part 2 of 4. *Part 1 : Indecent Thoughts* is available our profile page.

I relax as I climb the short steps to the door, letting a week’s worth of stress float away as I twist the key and step across the threshold. The moment the door swings shut my mind is once again flooded with possibilities. How many days ago was it when I showed you those non-pierced nipple rings I wanted? I count back in my head and decided it’s been about a week or so, enough time if the shipping had been fast. Or maybe it was somehow connected to your jacket, still draped over my shoulders. And of course it could always be a new toy!

I rush to the bedroom, tossing my keys onto the counter and leaving my bag on the floor in the entryway. I attain the bedroom door only to be stopped by a small piece of bright white paper taped to the front.

“Take off everything but my jacket and send me a picture. Then you may open the door.”

As my rowdy student, you’ll be taking private lessons in my office after class [MF] [MFF] [powerplay] [principal] [student] [threesome] [voyeurism] [fucked over the desk] [fellatio] [cum slut]

You’re in my office again, this time for disrupting class. You’re the girl every teacher has problems with. Just too loud, always butting heads with the faculty. It’s your senior year and your uniform hardly fits you. Your skirt too short, your top not buttoned all the way up.

As your principal, I have to say, I haven’t encountered a student quite like you. You’re bright, and you know it, so you’re bratty, and no one knows how to handle you. Maybe it’s because I’m the hot new principal but it seems we have come to an understanding whenever you are sent my way.

Getting down on your knees behind my desk, you tell me you think the other teachers are idiots. I loosen my tie and unzip my pants, telling you that that’s no excuse to disrupt your classes. That you’ll have to be taught a lesson. You stare up with anticipation, wiggling your ass as you watch me remove my tie and pull my hard cock from my pants.