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His Touch [Str8]

There is nothing better than the touch of your lover. Feeling their hands run through your body, creating pure passion on every inch of your body.

Anna who hadnt felt this touch in a long time was reminiscing, and flicking through her photos on her phone when a notification popped up. It was a friend request from Darren Jizzon. Anna paused for a moment and suddenly she felt her whole body tingle. It was her old boyfriend who stopped pursuing her when her dad warned him off when she was 19 and he was 25. I suppose they did get caught having sex in the back of Darren’s car. Anna laughs to herself and quickly accepts the friend request.

Anna beamed as she looked through Darren’s photos. He was now in his 50s slightly chubby and balding but he still gave Anna tingles. Anna headed upstairs her phone firmly in her hand. She jumped on her bed and stripped off her nightie. Her boobs sagged a little but her pussy was lovely and wet as she peeled her panties off aswell. Read more »

The Secrets of the Alabaster Abbey pt. 4 [f/fm/ffff/ffuta] [fiction] [fantasy]

The winter was at its zenith when the auburn-haired nun of the Alabaster Abbey wrapped her arms around herself and declared that she could not get warm. The winds blew through her cloak with hardly an apology, and the snow dampened the leather of her boots. It was her first winter at the Abbey, and even the stone bowls of steaming broth and hearty apple cider could not warm the slender sister. She shivered, shook, and quaked, and decided that something had to be done.

On the first night, she knocked on the door of the matron of the Abbey.

With a fire burning in the hearth, the matron taught the sister how she warmed herself against the coldest nights. Fingers exploring, the gentle teasing of pleasure to its peak, the hidden nooks of her own body. The auburn-haired nun gasped and shook as the matron watched and smiled. The nun thanked the teacher and they both fell asleep by the fire.

However, the cold still nipped at her toes, and the nun shivered. Read more »

The Mountain [mf] {Part 3/3)

Onwards she marched, resolute and disciplined. She carved a path through the snow, ice axe at the ready incase she came of some unknown hidden danger. She would succeed no matter what, whether or not Alex would be there with her, he should have understood, this was much too important for her, a lifelong dream on the cusp of accomplishement. She thought of Alex, try as she might to clear her mind of those negative thoughts they always came back, yes he was handsome and loved to climb as well as her but…There was always a but. She felt that they had gone stale already, too comfortable. There was no surprise anymore yet she could not deny she still loved him despite. She still felt this trip would mark their end as a couple. And then there was Daniel. He’d thrown a spanner in the works. Their past together had come back to her as they reconnected on the trek, all those memories. Her old crush was becoming her crush… What had this mountain done to her. His grinning face bloomed in her mind and she smirked to herself. As quick as the image crossed her mind she fought it away, waving her arms to dispel the brown haired boy, feeling guilty. Even so her cheeks betrayed her, burning red and not simply because of the cold. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch3. [Fm, reluctant, non-con, slow, mast, mdom]

Sub M.O.M.S (Ingrid)
by DiscipleN

 
 

Chapter 3

 

My mother visited for Andrew’s fifteenth birthday. She had visited a couple times since my aborted trip, but this was for her grandson. Her medical treatments ended a year prior. Her hair had regrown to shoulder length. Instead of cookies she brought advice. “You’re a man now, Andrew. Your mother and father have raised a fine son. I’m proud of you. They’re proud of you.” She held out her hand. I heard metal tinkle. “It’s not new, but it’s not a junker. I wanted to give you one you have to work for. It’ll need a lot of care and money, until you can afford to buy your own. If I hear that you’ve weaseled your parents into fixing it, I’ll take it back.”

“Mom!” I gasp, “You can’t give him a car. He can’t even drive for another year!”

“Wendy, that’s too much!” Garrick supported me.

“Hush.” My mother snapped. She smirked at her grandson. “I put the car in your name, Andrew, but I’m giving the key to your mother.” Her arm swung. A ring of matching keys dropped in my lap. “Andrew, this isn’t a gift as much as it is a test. If you can be responsible for a wonky car, you can be responsible for anything that motivates you.” Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch1. [Fm, reluctant, non-con, slow, mast, mdom]

Sub M.O.M.S (Ingrid)

by DiscipleN

*For extra context, please read my first “Sub M.O.M.S.” story.

if early teen shenanigans ain’t your thing, ignore instead of down voting

Chapter 1

“My name is Ingrid Muldurhoek, and my son has been in charge of me for ten years.” I smiled at the group. No matter how embarrassed or ashamed or worried at these meetings, I could manage a smile. I suspect, because of my smile and that I manage a small library, I was chosen to organize them. ‘SMOMS’ have no leaders. There is only one person charge of a member, unless they have more than one son.

Until ten years ago, the idea of sons sexually dominating their mothers, would have elicited my librarian, postive neutral smile, ‘Oh, I’m sorry, that subject isn’t available from public libraries. My career as a librarian had brought me within a year or two of becoming my branch’s head librarian. I was achieving all of my humble desires, professionally and for my family. My husband loved his work. My son was about to begin high school. Andrew was a charmer but not in a sexual way, to me. Read more »

No Clothes (Or Jealousy) Beyond This Point [FM] [exhibitionism, cuckold]

My girlfriend, Mimi, had just come out to the East Coast with me after she graduated college. I had moved out there a year before for a job opportunity, and after a long and difficult long distance relationship, she got the chance to move out with me. We lived not too far from the coast, and with that, a fairly close proximity to a nude beach. I had heard about it from friends in the area, but I had never checked it out. Mimi was surprised to hear this. Since my first blowjob in a movie theater, I had loved sex in public, and had become a bit of an exhibitionist. There was something about the thrill of getting caught, or being seen, that turned me on. Back in college, Mimi helped indulge this fetish with sex on the docks of a lake, on a hiking path, the stairwell of her apartment complex, and in a changing room. She imagined I would at least check out the beach. I had wanted to, but the chance just never presented itself. Mimi and I had been in sort of an open relationship while we were separated. We had a long discussion before I moved away that we could play with other people, but that we would still consider ourselves a couple. We didn’t ask each other about our experiences, though she later told me about her’s, and the thought of them had turned me on for some reason. The thought of her being a slut for other people made me jealous, but drove me to fuck her like I had never before. Read more »

Intimate Healing [MF]

“Terry, I have a headache.”

Usually, when a man’s girlfriend of two years uttered those words, it meant he was in for a lonely night. That was the standard response women gave their lovers when they said they weren’t in the mood for sex. Luckily for Terry Draka, though, his girlfriend wasn’t most women and their sex life had never been that standard.

“Say no more, Nina. I’m also extra sore tonight,” he told her.

“Glad to hear,” she replied. “Wait…that came our wrong. What I meant to say was…”

“It’s okay, babe,” Terry said with a humored grin. “I know what you meant.”

His lover cast him a look of relief and affection. Nina Highland had a knack for saying that carried mixed messages. She claimed it was the primary reason why she’d only dated two other men before him, despite having the natural beauty that made men stupid. Terry liked to think he’d been less stupid than most when it came to being with her. It probably helped that he knew just how to treat those headaches of hers.

“I take it that means you want to skip the movie we rented and take this to the bedroom,” he said to her. Read more »

THis is your lucky day [exhibitionism, voyeurism, anal] [mf]

What she really likes, these days, is to fuck herself in the ass with a dildo as she rubs her clit, while I film her and broadcast it on Chat Roulette.

That’s right, you might be clicking from shirtless teenage male to weird looking shirtless Swedish guy on Chat Roulette some night, and boom. You’ll hit us.

“Hi,” I type. “This is Christina. This is your lucky day.”

This is what will happen.

“Tell her how hot she is,” I text you.

Christina will be sitting on the bed in a negligee looking beautiful. I am filming her with my ipad. We have the sound off because we don’t want to hear your disgusting grunting noises. But we have the mic on so you will be able to hear her moans.

After you tell her how hot she is, she is all yours. You can tell her what you want her to do.

“He says you have nice tits,” I tell Christina. “He wants to see them.”

So Christina slides the negligee down and reveals her two inch nipples.

You text me something.

“He says he wants you to touch them,” I tell her. Read more »