Sadie at the beach (Part 1) [MMF] [cuckold]

**Background**: This is a fictional story about my ex-girlfriend and I that I wrote after things ended. It’s long, so I broke it into two parts, this is just the first… Earlier “chapters” (not shared yet) are the true stories (so Kameron really was the boyfriend / bull in our relationship), but I wanted to write a “what-if” story with some of the things we talked about but never did. Sadie read some of this and said it was OK to share it. This picks up where a previous chapter leaves off, so to fill in some blanks:

* I’m Josh.
* Sadie is my ex-girlfriend.
* Kameron was her main bull / boyfriend / side-guy at the time
* “The club” refers to a story, “The Cuckold Club” by “The Stork” (search for it if interested) that we read together once.

I think that’s all that’s needed to understand everything…

At this point, Sadie and I are pretty serious as a couple, and we have this undercurrent of “the club” running with our relationship that comes up from time to time, basically whenever we have sex, at my suggestion. She has Kameron on the side for most of her needs, but I’ve still never watched them in person, another problem of my own making.

The Elvish Bride, the Orcish Groom (PART 2) [MMF] [fantasy] [oral] [buk]

The rapid knocking was what awoke him. Dumag opened one eye, groaning as he forced himself to sit up. He was still in the Elvish castle, and someone was knocking away on his door. He swung his legs off the side of the bed, which creaked loudly as he rose. He threw open the door with a glare down, only to be greeted by his fiancée and another Elf- a man with long ginger hair and small golden spectacles.

 

“Morning.” Yalanue breezed by him, glancing up with a tiny smile. It seemed she’d somehow cloaked their activities the night before. “This is my manservant, Gailin Elmaria. He’ll be ensuring you don’t embarrass yourself tomorrow.”

 

Gailin gave a bow, smiling as well but fearfully so as he looked up and down the Orc towering over him. “R-right, I’m to ensure that everything goes smoothly… This is part of the treaty after all… It would be a disaster if something were to go wrong.”

 

“I’m aware.” Dumag grunted, going to sit at the small table provided with the room. “the arrangement is that one of my tribe is to marry one of the royal family of this region. I saw the details of the treaty.”

Looking for trouble (M+/F, oral, anal, nc)

She looked at the mirror, adjusting her hair, frowning. The cherry red drew out her lips as she absentmindedly licked her teeth. The makeup was done well, that wonderful tone that was just too much, not the point of absurdity, but trashiness. Elegant in a way only poorer people thought of as sexy. Indeed, it was a siren call to a select type of man, the type she was looking for tonight. Her hair was likewise teased, nice a big, flowing over her shoulders. She smiled nervously at herself as she stood up to finish dressing.

First she slid into her crop top, a massacred tshirt of an old boyfriend of hers. He was so confused when she had cheated on him, but he deserved better than her. Someone would wouldn’t do what she planned to tonight. He deserved a good girl whatever the damaged thing in the mirror was looking back at her, it wasn’t a good girl. She slid her jean jacket over it, slim and short itself, it helped cover her up a bit more. With it, you couldn’t immediately tell she was braless, though she would have to remember not to raise her arms tonight or anyone looking would get a free show.

My Daddy loves it rough [FM] [Str8] [Mdom] [oral]

Daddy walks up to baby’s side of the bed and I pull down his sweat pants (with a happy grin) and begin to suck his cock… all while making eye contact with daddy. I lick his shaft, suck his cock, balls over and over again. Enjoying daddy, because I missed my daddy so much. I suck daddy’s cock hard and fast while squeezing his balls, because I’m eager to taste/ drink daddy’s cum. I wasn’t fed any today. I’m feening for it. He starts to moan. He tells me I’m a good babygirl. And for a second I think i’ll get my milk. My reward. But daddy has other plans. He always wants the control. He decides when he wants to bless baby with his milk. He knows I’m good at milking his cock. He’s impressed with me. But has to stop it before he blows. And he’s sooo close… Daddy then bends down a little and grabs me by the throat (choking me) and pushes me onto the bed so I’m on my back. He rips my lacy thong off of me. I’m gasping for air. But I’m also turned on. Daddy forces my legs open wide. He sees my pussy is shiny with precum. He slaps my pussy. He does that a couple times. He says he loves the sound baby makes when he slaps my pussy… while still choking me (with on hand). He laughs. Tells me, “You almost had me babygirl. Daddy is rock hard now.” I’m so turned on right now. Daddy loves watching me struggle. Loves that I allow myself to be his fucktoy. That I love pleasure… and pain. He smacks my pussy harder a few more times. I yell. And he decides he’s ready to hear me scream. He wants to ram his big hard cock into baby’s pussy. Show me daddy’s power. Daddy decides to eat baby’s pussy. Get her nice and wet so his cock doesn’t tear me pussy. He eats and tongue fucks baby. He loosens his one hand chokehold. But keeps his hand around her neck while baby spasms and cums. … Daddy starts to eat baby again. But then he gets more aggressive. It feels so good…. but sometimes hurts. Those conflicting feelings confuse me. But I want to cum again. I let daddy get rough with my precious jewel. My tight pussy. My swollen pussy lips. He starts to bite my sensitive labia and I start to yell in objection. But he then starts to choke me again. Hard. You’re face deep in my pussy. Biting, sucking my labia and clit rough. I try to get loose. But daddy is too strong. I start to cry while still gasping for air… then daddy starts to tongue fuck baby’s pussy. With tears in my eyes and daddy squeezing my throat I feel my orgasm building. And then I let out a loud cry and cum hard again. I’m whimpering and trying to catch my breath at the same time. Daddy now wants to fuck. Now he wants to cum in baby’s pussy. Daddy climbs on top of me. It happens so fast. He covers my mouth and starts to fuck baby like he wants to break my pussy. And I love it…

Just a quirky masturbation story [F] [mast]

I search my handbag for my keys, but I can’t find them; maybe because I’m half drunk. My head feels light, and I think I’m laughing. So, I search under the flowerpots in my front garden to find my spare key.

I open the door and throw my handbag on the sofa. I’m feeling tired but at the same time, I’m feeling excited to do something. Actually, I don’t know what to do or how I’m feeling exactly; I’m totally confused.

After few minutes of staring and thinking, I decide to take a nap to clear my mind. I take off my shirt and my pants, and I lie on the bed in panties and bra.

I try to sleep, but I can’t, so I take my phone from the nightstand beside the bed and I go through social media. Few minutes of scrolling and searching and I finally find myself checking out hot models’ pics on Instagram as usual.

I became obsessed with Instagram models since my boyfriend, George, left a week ago. We are used to having sex nearly every day, so this week was a bit of a struggle for me.

Lexi Naked at School (part three)

Lexi Naked at School (part three)

The clock struck noon right when she walked onto the volleyball courts. Lexi’s shirt bounce playfully against her bare tits and round bootie as she headed towards the bleachers where the rest of the class was sitting. A few students were starring intently at her walking up while she was searching for a seat. The only spot left was at the top of the bleachers near the back. As she found a seat, Lexi noticed there was a guy right behind her trying to get a peak. He embarrassingly pretended to be doing something else on his phone when she caught him. The Coach came out with a couple students pushing a cart of volleyballs. “Lets quiet down get started everyone,” he said. “I know it’s the still the first week of the semester and everyone is still trying to get into a groove. Things to remember about our class. Before you head out the door, you need to pack a bag. Bring a water bottle, comfortable shoes with a change of clothes, hair ties, and towel for required showering afterwards. Also pack any toiletries you need for after your workout, like shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, and shower shoes or flip flops for the shower. Gyms can be germy, but you can steer clear and stay clean.” Lexi felt even more unprepared not having any of those things. “Don’t worry if you’re missing some of these items this week, but I’ll be checking starting next Monday,” the Coach continued. “However, know that we can’t tell you what is considered appropriate gym clothes. This is a touchy subject for many and the short of it is that you get to choose what you wear.” After hearing that, Lexi looked down at her bare legs and thought for a moment that she could just explain that exercising with pants or underwear doesn’t feel comfortable. “Alright, with that lets get into groups of four and warmup,” the Coach yelled.

Sleeping Tight [M/f] [sleeping, free-use] [light bondage]

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You are always such a light sleeper in the morning. Any tiny sound anywhere in the house, or even your closed eyelids noticing sunlight wakes you so easily. 

But it is 2:46am and you are stirring ever so slightly in your sleep next to me. You let out the softest little moan a moment ago. And now I’m studying you in the darkness. You’re normally so still and so quiet, that tiny moan I heard coming from you has my ears and nerves on high alert as my eyes adjust to the blackness.

You’re lying on your stomach in the middle of the bed, one leg out stretched the other bent, making a number 4 with your legs. Your arms near your sides, your head turned away from me. You are breathing deeply, very much asleep in your oversized t-shirt and panties. My dark study of you, taking in your curves, your breaths. I’m admiring your ass, when you shift so subtly– your pelvis grinding into the mattress as another soft moan escapes your lips. A sexy little, “oh,” is sighed so desperately into the stillness of the room.

Breeding Story: Physiological purpose of female orgasm. [Breeding] [impreg] [M/f] [toys/devices] [speculum]

Let me know if you all want a part 2 (I certainly left it open for one and have ideas for it). I’ve never written about breeding or impregnation, so I’m eager for feedback– good or bad./—————————–

Every body part has a function, they are all there for a reason. Every piece of anatomy (the form) has a purpose, a physiology (the function). If I ask a woman why they have a clitoris, what purpose it serves– she’ll surely say it’s for pleasure. Ask a man and they’re likely to say the same or that they don’t know. Ask a doctor or medical expert and they will tell you that it’s believed to aid in moving ejaculate closer to the egg– That the pleasure is a nice motivator to continue, but that female orgasms are about impregnating you after receiving sperm. Afterall, most sex positions do not contact the clitoris, and those that do often don’t in a way that will lead to orgasm. 

No, that little bundle of nerves is there so that I can get my seed closer to their only goal, a primed and ready egg. And tonight you will be bred. You will be impregnated by before the weekend is over. 

First of many real events [diary entry] [non-fictional] [Str8] [young]

I was young when I first discovered how much I liked touching girls. And, at the same time, letting them touch me.

The first time I was a little confused when a girl reached down my pants. I won’t say how young we were (not trying to get in trouble for the “wrong genre”) but she was a year older than I was and we were playing at a school near my house. We ended up in the sand box and she just reached over and put her hand down there, inside my clothes and against my suddenly tingling skin.

I didn’t say anything but then she pulled my pants down a little and leaned back to pull her shorts down. For some reason the sight of that part of her just made me think “Oh, that’s what my thing is for.”

She rubbed me some more and I touched her gently, I think we tried to put me in her a little but it really didn’t matter, we were just trying to figure things out. I remember we kissed a few times and I know I had my fingers all over her softest spots.

Bred on the Farm pt.2 [M/F] [hucow] [breeding] [lactation]

Daisy walked down the dark street, her arms crossed over her belly. Even though she was only a few months along, the young woman thought she could already feel the stirring of life under her skin. She hated the changes that her body was going through, always aching and growing in new directions. The cool night felt refreshing on her flushed skin, away from the suffocating small apartment she shared with her boyfriend.

Daisy’s fingers strayed over the bruise on her upper arm. Ryan didn’t ever mean it, but he was often prone to fits of anger, and God help anyone or anything that got in his way.

It was nicer to be out here, with the faint flicker of stars above and the quiet back road that stretched on for miles. Daisy wasn’t even sure how long she had been walking, she just knew that it was nice to put one foot in front of the other.

She turned sharply, her fair hair catching the light as the beams of a car appeared behind her. Heart thudding, she faced ahead and kept walking, her hands tightening at her side.