Labor Day Loving [MF]

At last, Labor Day had arrived. For most people, it was just another day that extended the weekend by 24 hours. For Jessica and Ryan Valina, though, it was a reprieve they hadn’t enjoyed since New Years. For once, they didn’t have to wake up at five in the morning just to beat the traffic. They could actually sleep in on a Monday and catch up on some badly-needed rest.

That had been their plan for the past six weeks. Unfortunately, it had not gone as well as they’d hoped.

“Ryan,” said Jessica restlessly.

“Yes, Jessica?” her husband replied.

“Are you as wide awake as me, right now?”

“That depends,” Ryan said. “Are your eyelids fighting to stay open?”

“They have been for the past half-hour…at least,” she groaned.

“Then yeah, I’d say I am that awake.”

Ryan sounded every bit as frustrated as she was. She’d been lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, trying to will herself back to sleep. It was no use. Looking over towards her husband, who was on his side facing away from her, she saw someone who needed that extra sleep every bit as much as her.

The Transformation of Hannah [MF] [Blowjob]

**Part 2**

Hannah had been dating Paul for about 3 months. Unlike her previous couple boyfriends she actually had fun with Paul. She could be her quirky silly self with him. She could share her creative theories on everything from movies to aliens and Paul went along with it. He knew that to Hannah it wasn’t how plausible they were, but how much fun they were to think up.

Hannah really wanted to do something special for Paul. She thought about getting him a gift but nothing really struck her as being worthy. She even consulted Tiffany her best friend. Tiffany had been dating the same guy for 3 years and always seemed to give the most meaningful gifts. Still there was nothing special enough.

Finally, Hannah decided that if she was going to give Paul a gift it would be something she knew he’d enjoy. They had talked about oral sex on a few occasions and it was something that Paul did for Hannah on occasion and always extremely well. Hannah, however, had been scared for lack of a better word to return the favor. It’s not like she didn’t know how to handle a cock. She definitely gave top tier handjobs. It was just the act of putting it in her mouth that up to that point had sort of a weirded her out. Paul had always been very gracious. Never put any pressure on her even though his tongue worked wonders between her thighs.

The Real McCoy (MF, MFF; contains some voyeurism, swing/cuck, possible preg)

Hello everyone, I’ve been writing off and on for a few years now for the AIFCentral community doing some community driven/interactive stories. Basically, this just means that I start a story but the readers influence it through surveys I set up. Thought I’d share some of it with you all here.

The Real McCoy is about a struggling Adult Interactive Fiction (AIF) writer named Vince McCoy decides to increase his readership by including pictures of his real life girlfriend in his games. When this meets with surprising success, he finds himself forced to ask for her help again and again, and to his concern she seems more than a little willing. As his hobby begins to draw in his girlfriend and other people in his personal life he begins to wonder where all this will lead …

This story currently has ten chapters (somewhere in the area of 100 pages total, I think), as well as a more swing/cuck themed side story (The Muse’s Blog). I’ll include some links to the story in the comments, since posting the full text here will be a little prohibitive given the size.

Letwri

Apocalypse High (Mf, mF, mf; fantasy, reluc, voy, possible cuck/swing, possible nc, possible preg)

Hello everyone, I’ve been writing off and on for a few years now for the AIFCentral community doing some community driven/interactive stories. Basically, this just means that I start a story but the readers influence it through surveys I set up. Thought I’d share some of it with you all here.

**Synopsis**: Apocalypse High follows Ben Stoltz, a reasonably normal kid trying to survive a delinquent filled high school, a difficult enough proposition before dark, demonic forces started converging on the school. Ben will have to figure out how to deal with this turn of events, as well and figure out some feelings for an old childhood friend and a sexy new teacher … and possibly save the world. No pressure!

**Full disclosure**: Apocalypse High is a story with some anime-style leanings. Think over the top characters, possible unrealistic body proportions and weirdness as a way of life. It will also feature plenty of badguys, and those badguys may win more than a few times before the hero rises to stop them; in other words, bad things may happen to good people.

I’ll include some links in the comments below.

What’s the story? Morning glory! [M] [Masturbation]

I sent this to a fellow redditor a short time ago, with the aim of getting them off – I think it worked!
Here’s an adapted version for your enjoyment! (Based on true events!) ?

I’m laying in bed having just woken up, one hand lying across my chest, the other by my side. I absentmindedly stroke my trimmed balls, feeling my morning wood twitch in response.
I always sleep naked, but in the summer I just lie on top of the sheets, trying to let the gentle night breeze cool my warm body. I pretty much always wake with a hard-on and always give it a slight stroke, enjoying the feeling of my cock throbbing in excitement.

This morning, I’m running my fingers across my hairy chest, I’m not overly hairy but have a nice amount to play with, as I caress my nipples. I love the feeling of my nips being toyed with, my penis reacts by twitching up and down as my pulse rate increases.
My hand starts to stroke my balls, squeezing, tugging, and scratching them, enjoying the sensations as I move away from the sack and start to gently rub the area behind them. I take my other hand off my now hard, sensitive nipples and feel my way down my torso to my waiting cock. My hand gently grasps around my 6 inches, lightly pulling on the shaft, easing my foreskin over the pink, shiny, mushroom shaped tip.

Your ideas – I write for you

So I propose a new format. You make suggestions about what you like me to write about and I’ll do it.
Important would be to give me some time to finish. And not to give me too many keywords.

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:) have fun

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Red Siren [MMMF][anal][nc] Warning:Violence, lots of it.

Warning: This **work of fiction** features dark themes, death, and violent non-consensual sex. Mods, please let me know if there’s another subreddit appropriate for this.

Length: 4,300 words

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The warehouse smelled like fish. I fucking *hated* fish. “Christ, Marko. Couldn’t you find a place that didn’t stink?” My voice echoed loudly, bouncing off of the bare walls and floor.

Marko didn’t even look at me, just kept on sucking on his cig. He looked out of place in the middle of the run down space, with his fancy three piece suit bulging to contain his fat rolls. He liked to think of himself as a modern Don Carleone, but I always thought he looked more like the Polish cousin of Al Capone.

“I don’t even know why you had to have me here. I’m your accountant, for fuck’s sake. I handle your money, but I’m absolutely not interested in seeing how you make it. And you know I have to take that call in an hour. I should be in the office. God fucking dammit, I think I just stepped on rat shit.”

Our Little Secret [M/F] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Choking] [Dirty Talk]

“You could’ve just come over.” I closed the door behind me and smiled when he leaned in to give me a kiss. “You didn’t have to call.”

“I know. Just wanted to hear your voice.”

“Ok, It’s 11:00 at night. Could you not be…” I waved my hand in front of him. “You for like…two seconds. I’m not really sure I can handle it.”

He laughed and kissed me on the cheek, warmth blooming over my face. “How did your audition go?”

“Fine I guess; on short notice. It’ll be amazing if I do get the part, but the room was seriously packed. Hopefully I’ll know by Wednesday if I get the callback. How was your day?”

“Busy and stressful, but overall it was good.” After taking off his shoes, he followed me into the living room and stood in front of me as I leaned against the back of the couch, stroking his hands up and down my upper arms. “I just wish I didn’t have to leave and stay late on a Saturday due to someone else’s mistake.”

I raised my hand and ran my fingers through his hair. “Sorry, baby. Anything I can do to make it better?”

My second time with three [part 2] [ffm]

I already told the story once about my first experience with three people. It was super hot (in my opinion, I hope yours too) but it didn’t go as far some people hoped it would. So let me fix that with this story of my second time being with the same people. It took place just a few days after the other story, so it too happened a few years ago. The other girl was my best friend at the time, Alexis. She and I kinda got pressured into experimenting together when we were really young and we stuck with it. We explored a lot about sex together and helped each other learn, so she’s involved in a lot of my “firsts”, and seconds, and lots more. By this point, we were pretty much friends with benefits, though we never thought of ourselves that way. We were just good friends who were really close in some ways, who could say or do anything with each other. Our first time with a third person was with our friend Jon, who Alexis had done a little bit with before and I had always been flirty with. The short version of our first time together was: Alexis and I made out in front of him, we gave him a double blowjob, then a double blowjob topless. There are more details you can read if you want.

The Affair [MF]

“It’s finally happening. He’s actually coming to visit,” Kat thought to herself as she paced frantically around the apartment. Her online lover was flying to visit her. Her husband was away with the kids and they’d have the apartment alone to themselves. All the dirty stories and photos they’d exchanged had been building today. Though they’d never met in person they both knew each other’s bodies down to the dimples on Kat’s back. “Should I wear that dress he compliments so often? Or should I simply greet him naked and on my knees? Is that too forward? Can you be too forward with someone that has given you so many orgasms?” Kat pondered to herself while continuing the pick up and tidy nervously.

Then it came. The knock on the door. Matthew really was here. The fantasy had come true. Would it live up to all the build up? “Come in. The door is unlocked,” Kat called to her lover. The door creaked open slowly as Matthew skeptically peaked inside. “I’m in the bedroom dear. Lock the door behind you and come in,” her voice called seductively. A loud wooden thud answer Kat’s invitation. It was quickly followed by quick staccato steps as Matthew raced in to find the women he’d wanted so desperately to embrace.