Do we know each other?

I was sitting at home all by myself, minding my own business, which I did most of the time, when there was a knock at the door. I looked through the peep hole and saw a woman who looked very upset about something…even tears streaming down her face. I yelled: “Are you okay? Do I need to call the cops?”

The woman answered, “No. But, I’ve locked myself out of my apartment and needed to call someone. They’re expecting my call.”

I thought for a moment, opened the door and allowed the woman to come in. She stood about 5’5″ tall and had shoulder length dark hair and was wearing a nurse’s uniform…colored blue. here teary eyes were brown and she looked like she had some tattoos peeking out from her uniform. I asked, “You don’t have your own phone with you?” To which she replied: “No. I accidentally left it on the kitchen table and was kind of late for work. So, I just rushed out the door, forgetting it and my keys.” “Okay,” I replied. “Here’s mine. But, dial star 82, when you call.”

The beast of Az’uul [alien][impregnation][breeding][sci-fi]

For a friend: happy birthday xx

All people and aliens depicted in this story are 18 years or older.

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Ari stood on the deck of the small airship as it coasted low over the badlands, between towers of greenish grey stone under a dark and rumbling sky. The cold wind whipped through Ari’s dark hair and tugged at the lapels of her prison overalls.

‘But I didn’t do it!’ She strained at the cuffs that bound her hands behind her back. She protested her innocence for what felt like the thousandth time.

The jailor gave her a dark look. She glanced at the shockstick at his waist that and stopped struggling. After the show trial she had complained and he had shocked her. It had felt like she had fallen off the roof of a house, knocked the breath out of her for minutes. She didn’t want that again so she looked away, scared and alone.

The airship slowed and made a turn. Over the side Ari caught sight of a line of landing lights that headed towards a dark circle in an open area, framed by sharp cliffs.

Savannah’s Hypnotic Socks Pt.2 [Ff][femdom][mindcontrol][footfetish][interracial][non-con]

Chapter 2

By the time Friday morning arrived Roxanne was slightly fatigued, it had taken some time till she could banish the strange occurrences of the day from her thoughts. Worst of all was the idea that Savannah would start to think she actually was some kind of pervert. Savannahs feet disgusted her and yet she had undeniably been caught twice now. She didn’t even know why she did look at her feet. The point is that she would stop doing so going forward, she had to before a rumour would been born. Knowing Savannah she would be delighted to start a rumour like that.

With a sigh Roxanne got dressed for the day picking out a classy navy-blue dress with a white collar, a pair of black opaque pantyhose and a pair of navy-blue ballet flats. Heading into the kitchen she instantly saw Savannah sitting at the table. She was wearing the same outfit as yesterday morning but what worried Roxanne most was her pose. She had taken the liberty of carelessly putting her feet up on the table while she leaned back in her chair busying herself with her phone.

My Parents’ Bedroom [mf] [exh]

“Young love is dumb love.”

Those were the exact words that Tyra Armstrong’s used the first time she brought up the subject of dating. It had only been a joke and she was in middle school at the time, but her father was dead serious. He’d made it abundantly clear that she wasn’t supposed to waste time with boys and romance. Her only concerns had to revolve around school, grades, and getting into college. Her mother shared that sentiment and went out of her way to belabor it whenever her father wasn’t around.

For the most part, Tyra honored her parents’ wishes. She was an honor student, a track star, and on track to go to any college of her choosing. When her parents were around, she said all the right things and conducted herself as a dutiful daughter. When they weren’t around, however, she dared to be defiant.

“Hurry up, Vic!” Tyra urged a tall, slender boy as they entered the back door of her house.

“Take it easy, Tyra. You act like we’re sneaking into the White House or something,” the boy replied, following closely as she led him through the kitchen.

[M] [F] [M-solo] [F-solo] [exhib] [piss] [preg] The bedroom window

I was horny. Of that level of horny that a woman only reaches twice a month: when her period starts, and when she is ovulating. Tonight, for me, it was ovulation. I was at my most fertile, and at my most horny.

I had spent all day at work trying to scratch that itch, by reading erotica on my phone, by letting my thighs gently squeeze and rub, but all to no avail. The more I sent shivers of pleasure down my spine, the more I craved. I was a bottomless pit of sexual desire that day.

When I finally made it home at the end of the day, it’s as if I was on autopilot, as if my vagina had a mind of its own, and it had taken control of the rest of my body.

I went upstairs to the bedroom, shut the door behind me, and… opened the window to my bedroom. I pulled back the blinds, and opened the window as wide as I could. I laid down on the bed, and took all my clothes off. I let my hands wander all over my naked body. I felt smooth as silk, my hands perfectly cupping my petite breasts, my fingers tickling my hips, and finally reaching the little patch of hair on my pubes. I didn’t like the nude look, but I was a well kempt lady and for heaven’s sake, my vagina was too!

Savannah’s Hypnotic Socks Pt.1 [Ff][mindcontrol][femdom][footfetish][interracial]

Intro

Life couldn’t go any better for Roxanne Prince she had managed to score a full scholarship to her college of choice. Her classes were going great, she had made some good friends and after try-outs she even managed to score a place on the track team. Not that it was that much of a surprise. Afterall Roxanne had always been an excellent sprinter, her body was basically built for it. While she was rather short standing only at about 5’2″ she had long legs for her length, legs that had a nice tone to them due to her years of hard work. Her butt while looking kind of bubbly was very firm, the only thing that could have been better in her opinion were her breasts. They were about a handful each but with the right bra they looked decent for her frame.

Apart from her athletic fit body she was also blessed with a natural beauty. She had a spotless pale complexion, steely blue eyes and dark brown hair that almost always seemed to fall in a perfect wave cascading down her back. Unlike most girls Roxanne never wore makeup unless it was for a very special occasion and even then she kept things minimal not that you could blame her she didn’t need makeup to look good at all.

Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 6 [FFM][FM][ENF][Oral][Exh][MC][Magic]

**Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 6 [FFM][FM][ENF][Oral][Exh][MC][Magic]**

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**Chapter 14: Waking Up Is Hard to Do**

Hours later, she didn’t really know how long, though it was dark outside—and in the theater—Sabina woke up, groggy, dry-mouthed, and still naked on the mat. She felt weak, weaker than ever before, and she sat up. The come was dried on her body, her hair, even her bush, matted, and she felt cold, which in itself was unusual. Her first thought was that somehow Felicia had stolen her powers, controlled her somehow to make her willingly have sex, but she would have felt that, if not magically, at least between her legs. No one had fucked her, at least not physically. She slid a hand between her legs and felt a twinge of pain at her inner thigh. Looking down, she saw fang marks and a little smear of blood, long since dry.

The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 4: The Paladin’s Sword [Fmmm][Male masturbation][Cum tribute][Dick pics][Ageplay][Dungeons and Dragons]

Hey guys! Here with chapter 4, from Will’s perspective. Hope you guys are still into this series, I know it’s a bit slow going. Anyhoodles, leave me a comment or a PM if you like! More to come.

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# The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 4: The Paladin’s Sword

“Man, that must have hurt,” I said, as I leaned forward and inspected the wizard’s blackened eye. Michael sat on my bed, and Brandon in my desk chair. It was Sunday night, and my friends and I hadn’t seen each other since Friday. I stood, shaking my head and feeling angry. Brandon had previously told us over messenger that someone pushed him, and he was sent home. His face, and the bruise on his torso told a harsher story. “I’m sorry we weren’t there, man.”

“And do what, Will?” Brandon said, looking up at me and rolling his eyes. He hadn’t seemed angry about it at all since he showed up this afternoon, and I supposed that was a good thing. “We were going to fight Johnny and his orcs? It’s not a big deal, I doubt they’ll do anything else now that they’ve gotten in trouble for it.”

Who wants to play at the movies? [MF] [exh]

We decide to go to the movies one evening during the summer. I bring a blanket to keep warm in the air conditioning. We both recline our seats all the way as the movie starts. You pull me close and use the blanket as a cover to touch my breasts. You realize I’m not wearing a bra as you tease my nipples. I arch my back, pressing my chest into your hand.

You tease me through the previews, kissing my neck and whispering dirty things in my ear. I’m trying to stay focused on the movie but you slip your hand under my shirt, squeezing my tits. “Damn,” you whisper, “How am I supposed to watch the movie now?” You start kissing my neck again, and I’m almost moaning.

You take pity on me and stop for a few minutes. You slide your hand up and down my leg causally. You pull one of my legs up to get access to my inner thigh. Your light touches make me groan in frustration, but you know how much I like getting riled up.

[MF] [rapey] [preg] The 12th baby

11 children have been born in Antarctica. This was the most amusing and yet useless piece of trivia the mission leader handed out before letting us on the ship to the base camp. “Bring your condoms. Don’t be a statistic” he told us.

I had no such problem. I was a virgin. I had kissed. I had dated. I had touched dick and my lady bits had received oral love. But, never a man’s dick had found its way inside of me. I remained as pure as the day of my birth. And I definitely had no plan to change that in the coldest place on Earth.

It was no particular religious or moral reason. The timing had never felt right. And, now, in my mid twenties, I was one of the youngest scientists ever to set foot at the South Pole. I would spend the next year there, busy in a research on how plants cope with extreme thermal variations. Global warming, or climate change as the cool kids say these days, would mean more and more extremes. We wanted to be ready.