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Alice’s Closet Part 2.0 [MFf, inc, mast, voy]

“What was that,” Dad exclaimed as his head snapped towards the booming crash inside the room. He quickly dismounted off of Mom, kicked his pants and underwear off of his ankles, and made a beeline for the source of the noise. Mom bolted upright and frighteningly stared in the same direction. Dad pulled both sliding doors of slatted closet open and cranked back his arm with a fist, ready to strike the intruder.

“Wait,” Alice shrieked as she cowered in the corner of the closet still tangled in clothes. “It’s me Dad! Don’t hit me!”

“Alice,” Dad said confused before taking the fist he had balled up and extending it out with an open palm to help his daughter up. “What the hell are you doing in here… and why are you dressed like that?”

Alice took her father’s hand and he pulled her back up on to her feet, various pieces of her parents clothing falling off her body. “I… I… I’m sorry Dad. I came in here to steal money out of the jar and sneak out to go to a party.” Read more »

A Chilly Reception [mf] [work] [impregnation]

**new to the subreddit and new to writing fiction; trying to get better at sexting my lady. feedback on what worked and what didn’t please!**

He knocked with a sigh on the office door and adjusted his tool belt, tight with anticipation for his difficult client. This was the second time this week he’d arrived to a brusque note about the “unlivable conditions” in her office, as though the thermostat being a degree off was a matter for amnesty international and not just another first-world problem. A hurried “come in” filtered through the heavy door, and he pressed his thick hand into the cool metal handle.

Purposefully moving his large frame through the doorway, he scanned the room, his eyes barely sipping her behind the desk. Best not to grant his entitled charge the satisfaction of a long look. Unfortunately, as she stood, framed by the large window behind, her shape drew notice even from the abstractions of peripheral vision. The silhouette of her hips, waist, and chest spoke directly to an old, animal part of his brain, pulling his eyes onto her in spite of himself. God damn it. A crisp, pristine white shirt gave over to a thick charcoal wool pencil skirt at her waist, all expertly fit and likely coming at the cost of more he’d take home this week. All this for controlling the attentions of men, likely a favorite game of hers and likely worth every penny to look the part. Fuck that shit. Today we fix the fucking thermostat and get on with it, sans stroking of entitled egos. Read more »

[MF] Dr Office Visit

I sat in the waiting room ahead of my appointment. It had been 3 months since I’ve seen my doctor and summer had now arrived and I had been fantasizing about what she would be wearing. She opens the door and smiles at me. Her hair is blonde, straight and shoulder length. She wore a black and white dress that covered her chest and neck but exposed her legs with a split at the knee and flowed down just at the top of her calf. She had black heels with thin straps holding them on and that exposed her bare feet and dark-red painted toes.

We stepped into her office and I took a seat on the couch and she sat at her desk. The desk had no sides so I could clearly see her sitting. When she sat on her chair she hiked her dress up a bit and I took a glance to enjoy the sight of her legs and feet, which are my favorite feature of her, and as I looked up I caught her eye briefly, smiled and looked away. We talked for a few moments and when she began typing on her laptop I took another gaze at her feet. This time her black heel was dangling off her foot. Read more »

A boudoir shoot [mf] [hotwife]

The lights are bright, heating my skin. This was my husbands idea. He’s wanted it for years, to see me like this. To see me with another. My bra and panties have never felt so small as when he came in; exactly the build I like, loose shirt, tight boxers. He walks over to the bed I’m kneeling on and shakes my hand. I don’t catch his name.

The photographer makes us stand and hold each other close. I drape my arms around his neck, his arms wrap my waist and we pull each other in. I can feel the heat from his body, I feel so naked next to him. Flash-click. He turns my body gently, exposing me more to the camera. Flash-click. He moves my arm down to his waist and I touch the soft cotton of his boxers. Flash-click. His hands move down my back to cup my bum. He squeezes. Flash-click. Read more »

[M/F, Incest] Bad Behavior, Pt 1

Inspired by the Prompt ” A girl tries to seduce her brother, with their parents encouragement ” By cametopaf2

I encourage Feedback of any type via comment or PM. PT 2 will be coming soon!

Pt 1

They’d been up most of the night talking about it. It had gone unspoken for a long time before that, the very definition of an elephant in the room. Finally though, last night something had broken the silence. Ethan had been restless, tossing, turning , punching the pillow over and over again, until at last he sat up with a heavy sigh. Judy looked up at him, concerned and asked what was wrong, he flipped on the bed side lamp and gave her a long, resigned look and said “we need to talk about it. We’ve put it off too long.”

Judy frowned, shaking her head, “Talk about what?” she asked coyly.

“You know what. We can’t be in denial anymore about it any longer. It’s happening right now, under our nose and we both know it.”

“Oh…that. Ethan….please, it’s just a phase” Judy said, but her voice lacked any conviction. Read more »

Not a Sound, Pt. 5 (Mf, Cheating, Risky, Ageplay)

I had words with myself after camp and I’d continued to do so after my rendezvous with Emma in the garage. I’d told myself that it was just a phase that I’d grow out of, that I could stop if I was strong enough. All I had to do was just think about all those that would get hurt, all those I was responsible for, and I would be able to just stop things with Emma and go on with my life.

But I wasn’t strong. And I couldn’t stop.

After a hasty meeting at school the following Tuesday, I arrange to pick up Emma on a quiet street not too far from the gates to take a drive out of the town and towards the country. I’d expected her to go down on me as I drove, such was my thinking that all we would ever really do is be naughty together, but instead we have a pleasant conversation about her studies and what she was thinking of doing after. It’s perhaps the reminder I need that this young woman isn’t just someone for me to fuck, an escape from an increasingly mundane life, but something more. Read more »

Lane & Lace [mf][panty fetish][femdom]

“Didn’t I tell you not to move?”

Lane cringed hearing Marc’s words, his breath stirring her hair as he whispered softly against the shell of her ear.

She’d been caught.

He had left her standing in the living room, blindfolded and waiting for a surprise. He’d been gone for so long she’d started to get restless, peeking under the edge of the soft silk wrapped loosely around her face. Trying to catch a glimpse of whatever Marc had planned, hoping a clue would be sitting right out in the open for her to sneak a glance at.

The feeling of Marc’s body pressed against hers sent a shiver running down her spine. The skin of her chest and shoulders blazed with a fiery blush at both his proximity and for being caught trying to peek. He brushed a hand over one bare shoulder, a light caress towards her elbow. Catching her hand in his own, she smiled as he guided her to him, pressing her palm onto his already erect cock. Read more »

[MMF] I was looking to hookup with a guy…I found two.

I made it to grad school before I had my first double dose of cock.

It’s not as if I’d never thought of it. Like every woman with a pulse, I’d fantasize. The thought of two men focused completely on me was intoxicating. But the last thing I wanted was to end up with two high-fiving frat boys living out their fantasy for three minutes without a thought to my pleasure.

Like all the best things in life, my first time was completely unplanned. Undergrad was like dining at a buffet. There was a never-ending supply of attractive people and parties where it was easy to cut loose and end up in bed with someone new.

But grad school as different. Everyone was older. Some people had families. And they took their studies seriously. It was hard to hook up without turning to the internet. And that’s never the same as something happening impulsively in the moment. And it felt too much like growing up. Read more »