Category: sexystories

The Concert [M/F, CNC, RapeFantasy, Fiction]

I’m in the audience, near the front at my favourite band’s gig. The music is loud and the crowd are electrified. We are packed tightly together and there is no option but to go with the swaying and bouncing that the rhythm induces. The air is thick with smoke and it’s mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

I’m suddenly aware of the girl immediately in front of me. A different smell, her hair soft. She’s struggling to stay on her feet and she knows that if she stumbles she could be seriously hurt. Without thinking, I work my arms around her, she instinctively holds on and I lift her easily and pull her against me. She tries to turn to look for who holds her but there just isn’t room. I whisper loudly in her ear. “I’ve got you, you’re safe”. I feel her relax slightly. Read more »

Teena (M/F, CNC, RapeFantasy, Fiction)

My name is Mark and I’m from England. I’m an older guy, nothing special. However, I’m well educated, well spoken with a good sense of humour, smartly groomed and dressed and reasonably well off. So although I’m not chiselled jawed with ripped abs, women have told me I’m attractive enough. I’ve been married for a long time and I do love her dearly, but unfortunately for the last couple of years it has been a sexless marriage, for reasons I won’t go into. For the most part I watch a lot of pornography, read and write erotica and masturbate several times a day to keep my high libido satisfied. But then I met Teena. Read more »

The Post Workout-Workout [mf] [bj] [showers] [gym] [mast]

I’ve been trying to make it to the gym every other day in order to lose weight from quarantine, and so far it’s been working! I’ve met some new people and we’ve kinda made a group schedule of when we should meet and it’s giving me the confidence to keep coming back.

But there is another reason. Well more so a certain someone I always try to talk with. Her name is Abby, about 5’5 a bit on the plump side but I don’t mind. Hell its kinda hot to me personally! But she super cute and pretty dorky based of the stuff we talk about.

Now I’m no stud-muffin but I always hoped I would find someone that didn’t mind a guy with a tad-bit a extra weight.

Anyways back to what I was talking about. Abby that’s right. She always came in wearing some sort of tank top that had either a Marvel superhero or it was the logo of the university she went to. That and sweatpants or rarely volleyball shorts, bigger fan of the pants personally. Read more »

Megan’s Slutty Adventures: A very Texas gangbang pt. 3 [anal] [gangbang] [dp] [cum] [facial]

Beside them, Dutch and Roy had walked up to Jasmine’s side of the bed, holding newly revived cocks. Dutch slapped Jasmine’s backside. “Hey baby, ready for round two?” he said.

“Maaaaaybe,” she said coyly, after pulling off of Kurt’s shaft. “On one condition.”

“Name it,” said Dutch.

“You get my mouth, and Roy Jr. gets the other end.”

“Done,” said Dutch. Kurt patted Jasmine’s cheek and got up, gesturing to Dutch to take his place. He laid down under Jasmine, but she bounced up off the bed.

“Just a second,” she said, and raced over to her bags. She fished through one for a second, and then came back, jubilantly holding a bottle of lube.

*Of course she brought lube with her.*

“Hey!” protested Dutch, “what’s that for?”

“Shut up,” said Jasmine, sticking her tongue out at him and handing the lube to Roy Jr. “You know what to do with this?” she asked him.

“Y-yeah,” he said falteringly.

“Good. Just remember to use plenty and go slow.” Jasmine kneeled over Dutch’s calves and began sucking his cock, presenting her ass to Roy. Roy opened the bottle of lube and began smearing some on his cock and Jasmine’s asshole, before snapping it shut and pushing his head at her entrance. Read more »

Megan’s Slutty Adventures: A Very Texan Gangbang Pt. 2 [MMMMFF] [DP] [GG] [Gangbang] [bj] [throatfuck]

Megan walked away from the table trembling as Jasmine prattled on at her side about how much fun Austin was. The hotel restaurant was large, and the ladies’ room seemed to be miles away.

*What are you doing, Megan?*

*Nothing!* *I wasn’t doing anything!* *All I did was have some really good bourbon with a stranger, and suddenly everything became so intense and confusing.*

*Is it though?* *Isn’t he saying exactly what you are thinking?* *Don’t you want to do what he asks?*

*He…* Megan stopped short. *He is.* *And I do.*

Megan looked up and realized that she had stopped walking right in front of the bathroom door, and Jasmine was now standing in the doorway, looking back at her confusedly. “Hey, you okay?” her friend asked.

Megan smiled. “I am. I’m great.”

After using the restroom, the girls joined up at the sinks to wash their hands. After waiting for the other woman who had been in the room to leave, Jasmine turned to Megan conspiratorially. “Dutch knows I’m not wearing underwear.”

Megan looked at her, blinked and shook her head. “Wow, that didn’t take long.” Read more »

Megan’s Slutty Adventures: A very Texas gangbang pt. 1

“Megan, look at the size of this room!” Jasmine shrieked.

Pulling her luggage a few steps behind the taller, black-haired, cappuccino-skinned girl, Megan laughed and turned the corner into the big hotel suite. “Wow,” she said as she took it in, “You’re right! I guess what they say is true: everything is bigger in Texas. We must be doing well if the tour group can afford to put us up in this place.”

Jasmine had dropped all of her things at the door and loped over to the farther of the twin king beds, kicking off her shoes and leaping onto it. She stretched out luxuriously, her long, smooth brown legs shining in the light from the window. “We’re doing great,” she said as she stretched, the bottom of her tank riding up to expose her tight belly, “they’re just usually cheaper than this. That’s how the entertainment business goes.” Read more »

A Different Kind of Vampire – [FF][Fingering][Light Bondage]

When I woke, hunger mixed with arousal wasn’t the phrase for how I felt, but it was the closest I could think of.

There was a pit inside me. A ravenous urge I couldn’t quell away. It filled me before I even opened my eyes. Like a sinking feeling in my chest, my stomach, between my legs. It made my knees want to squeeze together and to separate as far as they could go, but neither could be comfortable. It made my lips feel empty. It made my hips want to writhe for attention to my aching sex, wet before I was awake, though I knew I could get no satisfaction that way either, even if I tended to myself, it wouldn’t go away. I needed something else first.

All this before my eyes opened. When they did, they were met by another set of eyes. A pair of violet ones, a color I had never seen on a person. She was slender and tan, with sharp cheekbones and straight platinum blonde. She wore a robe, tied at the front, but had a face of elegant makeup and lovely earrings and a necklace that dangled from her pristine neck. She smiled in a way that was surprising. She had a face made to be stern, but when she smiled it radiated warmth. Read more »

After School Submission [MF] [FSub] [Exhibitionist]

I could hear audible groans and sighs coming in front of me as the lecturer announced he will continue for one last slide. The girl sitting a row in front of me shifted in her seat again, changing the way her legs crossed, while her fingers slightly gripped the hem of her denim shorts causing it to show off her smooth thighs even more. She almost heaved a sigh of relief as the lecturer announced the class was over.

“Heyyy you want to get some milk tea together?”

I swiped my phone before turning back to my work.

“aaaHH! I would like to, but I have group meeting right after class.” She stopped by my row while pointing towards my direction.

She waved back to her friend as the crowd left the lecture hall. The lecture hall’s exit doors clicked closed and the noise level quickly died down, leaving only a handful of students sparsely spread out around the room. The forced smile on her face immediately vanished, she wiped the sweat off her forehead and between ragged breaths, she whispered “…So much… I need it.” Read more »

The Secret: M/f, spanking, sex,

It was the most humiliating moment of my life, standing there in the kitchen, having to decide between the belt, and the law, but I had little choice. My mom, and step-dad had caught me shoplifting, and since I was 18, I could go to jail. There was only one way to avoid getting the police involved. I had to take the belt whipping of my life, as my mom phrased it. 

Thankfully, she gave me the option of getting it from her, or from John. I chose John. Having to bend over, and present my butt to my own mother was beyond what I could take. I would rather get arrested. But John was a man, and not even my real father. He was only 15 years my senior. And as uncomfortable as it made me to admit to myself, I had developed a little crush on him. We were as close as a daddy, and daughter could be, although we were more like friends.

My punishment was to take place the night after the incident, while my mom was out shopping for things to make dinner with. They informed me that it would be severe, and that I was to hold still throughout unless I wanted to get it again the next night. But I had a strategy… Read more »

Pyramid Story [MF][FMMM][exh][voy][cuck][mast][oral]

**Pyramid Story:**

*Where am I? How did I end up here? Who are all these people? I found myself in a crowded hall of sorts, with no knowledge of how I’d reached here, or where here was. I couldn’t recall my purpose prior to this moment, nor any future plans. It was as if I was present in a moment which had no past or future. I existed only here.*

My attention soon detracted from my existential musings, to my surroundings. I seemed to be inside some grand pyramid-like structure, with large halls extending away in four directions. I found myself near the top of a pyramid of stairs, in the middle of these grand halls, surrounded by a crowd. Each hall seemed to be a theatre, with a stage and a screen in the distance. Square pillars, ornately decorated with symbols I could not recognise, extended along the edges of the pyramid I stood upon, towards the stages of each hall. The ceilings were so high, revealing the scale of the majestic structure we were all within. Music and the noise of the crowd echoed through the halls. Read more »