Category: sexystories

A night of wine, shaving, sex, and more delicious fun [FM}

So before we went down to watch a movie as a family, I told my wife that I wanted her to dress up for me later. I opened a bottle of wine, poured us each a glass and brought the bottle with as we settled in for the movie. I made sure to keep her glass full because she’s a lot of fun when she’s had just a little too much. And it doesn’t take a lot to reach a little too much. We settled in on the couch and after awhile she took a blanket to throw over our laps and she began to gently, subtly start to touch me through my clothes. After awhile she swung her legs over mine so that she could lay down on the couch which gave me a chance to return the favor by stroking her thighs.

Once the movie was over, the kids were sent to bed and she went to find something to wear for me. When I reached the bathroom, she had her catsuit (a personal favorite) in hand and she asked me if I wanted her to shave or not. She usually keeps things pretty trimmed, but shaves occasionally when the mood strikes. I told her that I didn’t mind either way but that I was going to take a quick shower as well since it had been a long day and I didn’t necessarily feel all that clean. Read more »

I Fucked My Sleeping Step-Daughter [Str8] [M/f] [Teen] [Non-con] [Semi-Incest] [Step] [Age Gap] [Sleeping]

*The following story contains non-consensual themes. Therefore some people may find it unsettling, upsetting and/or disturbing.*

# READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

I know, I know.

I’m a bad person.

But it’s not like you can judge, we both know why you’re reading this story so why don’t I just get on with it?

I’ll spare you too many details but about a year and a half ago I met my now-wife, Maria. We were both past our prime and looking to settle down and she was everything I looked for in a woman; smart, funny, super sexy and a hard worker. Despite the fact that I have more than enough money to support our family myself, Maria continues to work as a waitress at the diner we met at because she just loves having things to do and helping out, and I admire her for it.

After our first date she informed me that she had a kid who’s dad is no longer in the picture and didn’t want to keep it from me. I had no problems with this since her daughter Mia, was already grown up and I didn’t have to worry about changing diapers. Read more »

Hanna, Family Secrets, pt 10 [M/s] [m/F] [incest]

This is it, Don thought, settling on the couch. He had been home from his trip for two days and his wife Hanna was out grocery shopping, and his son Pete was at work. He had gone to the garage while still in his pajamas after they had all had breakfast together and retrieved the tablet from the locked cabinet for the security system.

“Time to get to the bottom of this,” he said aloud, recalling the odd way his family had been acting since he returned from his business trip.

His wife and son weren’t exactly acting odd, but certainly different from what had become their “norm.” Hanna, who had been depressed and mercurial, was joyful, carefree and rather, let’s say, amorous. They had been intimate each night since he got back, including the first night. He was exhausted from being on the road all day, but when he’d rolled over to go to sleep, Hanna had snuggled up to him before his eyes were even shut. Though he was wiped, she brought him to life with lively hands, seductive body language and insistent lips. Her hungry mouth against his lips and later, under the covers, lit a fire in him and their love-making session was one of the most memorable he could recall. And it happened twice more! Read more »

Daddy has a craving! [MF][OC][Forceful]

I walk though the door it’s been a hard day at work, I have a craving. I’m craving my princess’ cunt, to stretch you out. You’ve heard me come home and you meet in bedroom. Like a man possessed, I start by pressing you up against the wall, with a passionate and forceful kiss, my hands pealing your clothes off. Once I’m finished stripping you naked I spin you around and throw you onto the bed.

After I’ve explored your body with my eyes ,as you tremble with anticipation, I climb on top of you, hand on your throat, kissing down your body, neck to breast to nipple, down across you stomach. Meanwhile caressing over your body with my hands, studying every part of you intimately. All the way down between your legs, instead of digging straight in I would stop and hover for a bit, letting my breath tease your clit, before kissing and licking around your pussy and down your thighs. Feeling you quiver with impatience. Then working my way up your thighs again back to you clit exhaling again. With a quick motion, I bury my tongue inside you. Toying with your clit and pussy by kissing, licking and playful biting. Read more »

I Fucked My Passed Out Thot Step-Sister [Str8] [M/f] [Teen] [Inc] [Step] [Sleeping] [Non-Con]

*This story contains a non-consensual act between step siblings. Therefore, some people may find this story unsettling, upsetting or disturbing.*

# READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

*The following is a work of fiction written by an adult writer for adult readers as an erotic fantasy. The author in no way condones or encourages any sort of real life acts that are in any way illegal, immoral or abusive.*

*Any opinions shared in the story do not necessarily reflect those of the author.*

# I Fucked My Sleeping Thot Step-Sister

*My little step sister is a teasing little thot.*

At first I thought it’d be great to have a younger sister. I always wanted to be a big brother when I was a kid but after mom died, I didn’t expect dad to settle down again and just assumed I’d never have the chance. Even though I’m grown now, I was still super excited when he told me that he’s started dating someone and she has a daughter a few years younger than me. I thought it’d be awesome, I could give her advice and look out for her and we can hang out and sort of act like friends . . . that’s the sort of sibling relationship I’ve always wanted at least. Read more »

Cumming Soon! [META] (Also a Question)

Just posting this to keep myself motivated to write this idea and to also just let anyone who reads this knows whats coming next.

Part 3 of The Hag’s Magic, which features a 5 year time jump, and a threesome with the princess of elves! Should be sexy and fun to write and hope you enjoy it

I also would like to know whether I am able to post links in the comments section to show what I think chatacters look like,I do not know if i am allowed

Thanks for readin and I hope you look forward to the conclution of my mini series

A page from my journal: Laurel [F]

Wednesday
January 2, 2019

I am careful when opening the front door tonight, the lights were off in the apartment which meant that Laurel must’ve already climbed into bed. It is not rare for her to be asleep when I come home, in fact it is something I’ve come to treasure about her. Since I met her halfway through her nursing degree she has been firing on all cylinders, thinking and working as if her very life depended on it. It is inspiring, really, the velocity and precision with which she broods. I always try to make sure she knows how much I admire her quickness and intellect, whether it be through flowers, poems, or nights like these. I had come home hoping to sweep her up in my arms, lay her on her back, and give her kisses warm enough to make her heart race as fast as her mind does. Not tonight, though, she must be exhausted. She should sleep. Read more »

[FF] The layover [Lesbian] [Fingering] [Semiclothed]

I was travelling from London to Los Angeles to visit friends – and the cheapest flight I could find was via Porto. The hitch was an 18-hour layover, which was a pain, but the price was so good I went for it and booked an apartment for a night in the old town.

I took a cab from the airport, half an hour’s drive. It was a journey that kept the attention – one moment we were on a raised motorway, passing light industrial units and out of town supermarkets, the next minute without warning we were taking sharp turns up cobbled streets while the driver made enthusiastic use of his horn. Where we ended up was a warren of alleys and arches and cafes that spilled onto the road, all under the deep blue of an August afternoon. This was more than great – it was awesome: beautiful, romantic, mysterious. Read more »

BORED WITH THE ROUTINE, PT 1 [mF] [cheat] [mast] [oral] [swallow]

Annabelle and Todd had been married for six years. She. Was. Bored. Everything about Todd was practical. Every summer, they went to the beach. They stayed in the same hotel, in the same room, sat on the same lounge chairs, played the same games with their kids. Even their sex life was routine. He’d finger her, which she hated, and then crawl on top, pump himself into her snatch a few times, cum, sigh, get her a glass of wine and fall asleep.

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As do most frustrated partners, Annabelle began to think about branching out and getting her needs met via other avenues. Like most people who think about going down this rabbit hole, she began her search online. She wanted porn, but not Hollywood-esque stuff. She wanted the real stuff. Amateur stuff. The boring sex was, well, boring. Things got dark very quick, but somehow, Annabelle remained horny. She masturbated back to back almost six times, finding more warped and disgusting porn until even she was disgusted with herself.

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A few nights later, she told Todd she wanted to spice things up in the bedroom, but he didn’t understand why. Read more »

McBribe’s Manor [str8] [mf]

Here is the intro of my new BDSM short story. I am still in the process of finishing it. I will try post the next part as they become available on my blog (see my profile):

“The car finally stopped at the end of the dirt road, which had seemed particularly long. It was time, because I was starting to ache everywhere after those two hours of driving, in the North of England, especially the last half-hour where the succession of small dirt and gravel roads had worn my back.

I unbuckled my seat belt and looked at the place around me. A magnificent manor was standing in front of us, a beautiful British Victorian style home. My husband gave mr a big smile, stretched, then got out of the car. I did the same, trying not to damage my heels on the muddy ground.

The sky was gray, but at least it had stopped raining. We advanced quietly towards the staircase that gave access to our new home. The door opened, and a small and bald man, who was probably over 60 years old, advanced toward us. He was dressed with a black suit and white gloves, the perfect idea that I had of a butler. Read more »