Selina and her Lucious Curves Part IV/V [FF] [Long] [Cheating]

Disclaimer: this is a long story that I will post in multiple parts. There is extensive character and story building. If you are looking for a quick read, I suggest you don’t start this one. But if you like back story and character development then proceed. Please feel free to tell me what you thought after you are done reading. I love feedback.

She led me in by my shoulders and sat me down on her couch. I was still crying. I saw the stains my eye liner made on my blue night gown. Had I driven down here in my night gown? Had I driven down here? I had no recollection of any events after Tom rolled off of me. I had no recollection of the hours since, of the drive between my house and Selina’s.

We didn’t talk. I just rested on her shoulder and cried. She stroked my hair and patted my back. I was glad I was with her. With her I was safe. With her I was loved. With her I belonged. That safety and comfort glided over me like a blanket and it encompassed me and eased my thought. She smelled good. She always smelled good. My face resting on her soft skin. She was the only person that made me feel loved.

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The Run: part 1

The Run: Part 1

by D. OLVERA POSTED ON OCTOBER 25, 2019

He was in love with her sun touched, glistening skin, and the smell of her coconut fragrance as she passed by. He ran at the same trail for years at the same time. He was a routine person, never deviated, just how he is. But starting the past Wednesday, there was a new face.

He was pretty much in love the moment he laid eyes on her. She had a beautiful smile, he admired her as she stretched before her run. For days she never had anyone run with her, and he noticed no ring. Well who ran with rings? Hopefully everyone, he didn’t know, he was never married.

He took off at his regular fast pace, made it to mile 6 and turned around. There she was, coming his way, he winked at her smiling. God that smile. She was amazing. He couldn’t help but think of her blonde hair dancing in the wind, like the petals of a sunflower. Her trim but strong body, dripping wet from sweat like the stem of a flower, freshly watered. And her fragrance, her aroma, he wanted her.

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Selina and her Lucious Curves Part III [FM] [Long] [Cheating]

Disclaimer: this is a long story that I will post in multiple parts. There is extensive character and story building. If you are looking for a quick read, I suggest you don’t start this one. But if you like back story and character development then proceed. Please feel free to tell me what you thought after you are done reading. I love feedback.

Summer break started and I was home alone for most of it. A lot of things had changed in the last few months. I stopped hanging out with Selina. Every time I saw her after break it made me uncomfortable. She tried to mend things, several times. But I couldn’t hear her. Every time she talked I looked at her lips and thought about how we made out and that I was a married woman betraying my husband. Every time I was reminded by my infidelity. I couldn’t be a lesbian.. I am married to a guy.

Soaking My Tights [Mf] [D/s] [Watersports]

Hey everyone! First story, let me know what you think. This a true story about my [23f] time as a submissive, and there is more where this came from ;)

“Go to the bathroom and take a picture,” I read. I’m already dripping. I’ve been dripping. He knows that I’m dripping, even the barista must know that I’m dripping. I sit up straighter, uncross my legs, and try not to let it show how good the cool air feels against my barely covered clit. I need to get up and take this picture—coming from Sir, it’s not a request.

But first, I have to drink a glass of water.

It’s our first time playing this little game I invented: I have to hold my pee as long as I possibly can, as long as he wants me to. I’d hold my breath as long as he wanted me to. The basic premise was a co-discovery, but I added one masochistic detail. Every time I got even more unbelievably turned on, I had to drink a glass of water, sending proof if possible. This was my eighth glass of water in the last hour. My heart always races when I see a new message from him, but now I was hoping against all hope that it wasn’t another video, another elaborate fantasy of his, another order. And, of course, wishing with my whole body that it was.

Toad Story [diary] [toads] [MF] [MFFF] [incest] [fiction]

**Author’s Note:** Literary license has been applied in the writing of this story. Some of the events depicted may not be factually correct in regards to toads. Most importantly, no toads were harmed in the making of this story :)

 

Dear mental diary,

I think I screwed one of my daughters yesterday. She kept calling me daddy while I banged her fuck hole really good. Don’t worry. It happened between consenting adults.

What position? Regular mating, but I went to pound town on that cunt. Nursing a sore pussy with a lazy smile on her face, she told me she’d send word when the eggs hatch, so I could see my progeny swimming about.

I told her straight up, “Girl, if you really are my daughter, you don’t want me seeing the grandkids *you’ve* given birth to. You know how fucked up that would be? Most likely, I get there and they’re all grown up – who gives a shit about some old toad anyway?”

To which she responded, “Yay! Then we can have a big family orgy to celebrate!”

A bunch of young blacks and Arabs make me their whore for a weekend

A bunch of young blacks and Arabs make me their whore for a weekend

During my gangbang in the park, my husband promised a young man that he could enjoy me for a whole day.So as promised, my husband contacts him again and makes an appointment.

One Friday when hubby got home from work, I was as usual getting fucked by two of my lovers, he tells me that we go out once I finish emptying the balls of my fuckers.

Once my two fuckers are gone, I go in the shower and dress very whore with a top too narrow for my big tits without a bra and a skirt that barely reach half my butt, Which doesn’t hide anything from my fat ass and my big boobs, as usual to facilitate access.

After a few minutes by car, we arrive in front of an apartment house, there my husband says to me «sounds to this name and to Sunday»So he was gonna leave me here until Sunday.On arriving at the apartment, a young Arab guy opens the door for me.

Selina and her Lucious Curves Part II/V [FF] [Long] [Cheating]

Disclaimer: this is a long story that I will post in multiple parts. There is extensive character and story building. If you are looking for a quick read, I suggest you don’t start this one. But if you like back story and character development then proceed. Please feel free to tell me what you thought after you are done reading. I love feedback.

The morning after I sat in the hotel bar trying to piece together what had happened the night before. I was hung over, hair tied in a bun and wearing yoga pants and a T shirt I brought to sleep in. I had dressed in a hurry and wasn’t really sure what I was putting on. I didn’t want to wake up Selina. I quietly snuck out. My head was ringing with a massive hangover. I don’t usually drink hard liquor and never at 9 am but when I walked down here I wasn’t really sure what time it was.

I must have looked disturbed because the bartender asked me if everything was ok. I nodded and pointed to my empty glass. He refilled it.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 8-9 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 7 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Eight

Sigrid was sitting in her tower room in the mansion planning on how to get to her mark when something caught her attention. It may have been a scent on the wind, she was not sure. But she was certain that something was wrong. She had learned long ago to trust those feelings when they came. She stood up and climbed out on the roof. She needed both hands when climbing, so the daggers stayed where they were. She stayed close to the wall. Moving silently with quick steps.

Payback for edging you: being completely filled [MF] [edge] [creampie] [tease]

I gasp as you enter me, your thick cock filling and stretching my pussy. You keep thrusting into me, making me groan and arch my back. “Ready to be filled, slut?” You growl as you grab my hair roughly. I moan “yes,” my pussy soaking even more at the thought. Your hand grips my hip roughly, thrusting deeper and deeper into my wet and waiting body. You somehow go deeper, filling me and stretching me more. I moan louder, surprised by how good it feels.

Your large thick cock, stretching my tight wet pussy. You slap my ass, marking me as yours. I moan louder, pressing my hips back to take you harder. “Dirty slut,” you growl, slapping me again, loving how bad I want you. Your cock has been aching for days, waiting for me to let you cum, making your balls heavy and full. Now you are possessing me, but I still haven’t told you you can cum. You take this frustration out on me by fucking me harder.

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Selina and her Luscious Curves Part I/V [FF] [Long] [Cheating]

Disclaimer: this is a long story that I will post in multiple parts. There is extensive character and story building. If you are looking for a quick read, I suggest you don’t start this one. But if you like back story and character development then proceed. Please feel free to tell me what you thought after you are done reading. I love feedback.

We have been married for 7 years. When we first met I was 20, he was 19. We were in the same women’s lit class in college. I was getting my teaching degree. He was studying to be a doctor. He was only in women’s lit because he heard it was an easy A. We flirted, we clicked, we dated and 3 years later, we got married in a small wedding ceremony. At that time, I was working as a substitute teacher and he was half way done with medical school.