Category: sexystories

You don’t have a Carla in your life? Part II. [Str8] [Mdom] [Fsub] [anal] [mmf] [fist]

If you haven’t already, please read part I for background to this story. Sadly I can’t link to this because of subreddit rules. It’s called “You don’t have a Carla in your life? Sucks to be you.”

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Hi. I’m Carla. My boyfriend James posted a story here involving me. He said I should read it and maybe write a response. I read it. Well, no secrets here: I masturbated as I sat there at my desk and I came. Then I came again, this time with James’ cock in my mouth. I guess he found me getting off on his story a turn on.

Here’s my response.

Let me pick-up from where James left off in his story. That day after that night where I’d watched him shoot his load in the shadows while I was fucking Mick.

Yeah… let’s talk about Mick. I was with Mick but I’m now with James. But you know, like they used to say on Facebook — it’s complicated. With James’ permission I still fuck Mick. I’ve seen almost as much of Mick’s cock as I have James’ since I dumped him. Mick ain’t unhappy. But I’ll tell you about all of that next time. Read more »

The Babysitter Chronicles 1 [Fm][Babysitter][Romance][Voy]

**Chapter 1**

*(Amy – The Interruption)*

My neck craned back over the arm of my couch, and my back arched upward as I let out a long-tortured sigh. My left hand held a tight grip on the top of the couch, fingers digging into the fine leather, while my right hand worked between my legs. It had been days since I’d had enough time alone to masturbate, having been out of town for the week for Comicon. This was desperate relief.

The living room of my lake house was dark, lit only by an eerie blue lava lamp, the dim glow of my PC monitor, and the pale moonlight sifting in from the large glass panes that overlooked the water. My body felt like a dam, slowly but surely filling up with water. The water was pleasure, electric and urgent. My toes curled, and my legs twisted. Each breath seemed like a struggle as the muscles in my thighs began to convulse. My thighs clenched my hand and my legs twitched, as my fingers continued their familiar dance of self-gratification. My back arched even more as I let out a long-labored moan, the sensual pleasure beginning to become overwhelming. I started to feel a tremble, like an earthquake in my muscles sending shockwaves of pleasure through my nervous system. It was building… and building… Read more »

The Proper Way to Hold Your Woman [MFF] [Open relationship] [freeuse-ish] [gag spit]

There I sat a happy man; post-threesome, netflix, and chill. I’d always wanted a threesome, and was lucky to be with a girl who wanted another set of tits in the room.

On my lap, my long-term girlfriend Amanda sat in her short shorts and nothing else, and in sweatpants to our right her friend Maxine cuddled into us. Each was topless, hair messed up, and still riding the waves of sweet orgasm.

I hugged my girlfriend tight; I love her so much.

“Pfft.” Maxine scoffed. “Let me show the proper way to hold your woman.” She said.

She motioned my left hand into Amanda panties; making her breath quicken. I held her still wet pussy there for a while, which she eventually grew accustomed too, but being the ever-horny boyfriend I was, I wasn’t quite done yet.

I started playing with her tits; still watching the show, as we all tried, but grabbing and squeezing all the same.

I reached my right arm around Maxine and started playing with her tits instead of Amanda’s, and found it to be even more enjoyable to ambiently play with two women than just one; even outside of threesome sex, two is better than one. Read more »

Loving Freedom [MF] [Romance]

“Looks like the show’s about to begin, Betsy,” said an excited Sam Washington.

“You are talking about the fireworks, right?” quipped his beautiful wife, Elizabeth “Betsy” Washington.

“And what if I’m not?” he retorted coyly.

“I’d be relieved,” she quipped, “because for us, the fireworks are never the best part of the 4th of July.”

Sam’s grin widened as he sat next to his wife of five years atop a large blanket on the isolated hilltop not far from their house. It was an isolated, remote area that few knew about and for good reason. He and Betsy made it a point to keep the place hidden. In the heart of middle America, it was their own slice of personal freedom.

That place gained even greater importance on 4th of July. As it just so happened, the top of the hill overlooked Liberty Lake Park, a vast island of grassy open space surrounding a lake. Every summer, hundreds of people descended on to docks to unload boats, jet skis, and everything else they needed to enjoy the mid-summer heat. The biggest crowds always gathered near the docks for the annual fireworks show. Read more »

I’ll Stop the World and Fuck with You (Chapter: 2) [FM] [timestop][ENF][huml]

# Chapter 2: Hot for Teachers

I am so thrown off by the incident earlier I hardly register where I am until see the obnoxious history teacher, Miss Miller, standing in front of the class. She’s certainly not annoying to look at. She has a petite build, with big thick-rimmed square hipster glasses over her rounded face, curly brown hair cut fairly short, and really distinctive green eyes. No, what makes Miss Miller obnoxious is her personality. Fresh out of college, she considers herself the hottest and coolest teacher of the school. She insists students call her by her first name, Suzanne, and she peppers her lectures with unfunny, sometimes downright cringeworthy ‘slang’ and memes, acting like she’s the funniest, quirkiest teacher around. The highlight of any lesson of hers is when she starts talking about her boyfriend, who, according to the tales, is totally cool and hip and everybody loves him. Looking past Miss Miller, I see a photoshopped picture of Emperor Augustus dabbing projected onto the board. This lecture’s going to be a long one. Read more »

Not much of a challenge [MF][Spanking][long]

I like a good challenge as much as anybody, but everyone needs an easy chick in his life if you ask me. Someone you can turn to when the challenge didn’t work out or the teasing phase is still ongoing, someone who answers the door when you knock and asks you inside no matter what time it is.

Ellie was just that, my own personal depraved slut. Or maybe I shared her with other guys, even though I never got that impression. But then who cares, she wasn’t a woman I was going to get envious over. The first time we met she was lonely and just recovering from the trauma of finding her apartment broken into, I was still the beat cop looking to make Detective one day.
She needed attention as much as I needed to do something against my crush on my then partner. Boy was she hot, that uniform fetish we all kind of have certainly doesn’t help if you spend hours a day in a car with the literal embodiment of sexy in uniform. But she was also someone I respected and back then I did not have the benefit of a more or less flawless career and could have easily lost my job if things had gone South. Read more »

She Can’t Be Stopped [MF] [crazy] [horror] [forced impreg]

Thank god that’s over.

My phone keeps going off, but I’m not responding. She was fucking crazy, and now I’ve broken up with her, and its over.

It’s dark in my room, except for the lightning outside. The rain is coming down heavy, and the wind howls outside. I get a bad feeling from storms, it beats the summer heat obviously, but I can never sleep alone in a storm.

The entire room glows for a microsecond, and then immeadiately the thunder shakes the house to its core. Nope, I’m not gonna get any sleep tonight.

I ventured downstairs, the lightning lighting my way. The hardwood floors creak under my feet, I find my chair and my remote and turn on the television. National Geographic. Something about a lioness hunting a lion.

I hear a tree creaking outside, and then… a knock on the door? Is someone out there? I should let them out of the storm, its only getting worse out there.

I answer the door, in the background I hear the the TV announce the death of the lion. No one is there. Maybe a big rain drop hit the door just right? I close the door, and I make sure it is locked. Storms always give me spooks. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part III the ending [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Links to part 1 and 2 in the comments.

“Commuters no more”

The walk to my house was a few blocks from the train station. My body was on fire. The slight discomfort from walking with no panties combined with the moisture from the sweat, spit, and juices from my still sensitive pussy was muted by the sheer exhilaration of the control I was now wielding over my seatmate. This whole thing was so unlike me. I was the passive fat girl who apologized for my squeezing on the train on the way to my demure desk job. Part of me still felt a pang of the need to apologize for the forcefulness I was exerting on him. One glance over my shoulder showed that no apology was necessary. He was enthralled, dutifully staring at my round ass as i confidently walked ahead of him. We turned down a side street on the way to house and I slowed down. I reached down behind me and felt the front of his pants. I wanted to confirm that my new toy was still hard. He let out a soft sigh as i did so. The control I had on him was palpable. I didn’t know how far I wanted to push it but the mere extent of control I knew I had on him was sending waves of pleasure through me. Read more »

A visit from the mailman [MF][Quickie]

It was a tale as old as time. A cliché, even — the lonely, neglected wife and the mailman. But here I was, peering out of the curtains, my eyes darting up and down the suburban street. My hands fidgeted with my black silk robe, untying it ever so slightly to reveal my soft skin underneath. The only other thing on me was a pair of black lace panties. I glanced at the time; 3:12. And like clockwork, the white truck turned on the street, bright from the reflecting sunlight. My heart leapt in my throat as I saw him leave the truck and approach the houses on my side of the block. We’ve come so close before, so much heat and tension between us – would today be the day? He started walking towards the house, shuffling his hands through his mailbag, looking furtive. I took a deep breath — here goes nothing. I positioned myself by the door as I heard the familiar *clank* of the mailbox being shut. I took another deep breath and waited — *one… two… three*…  Read more »

Dominating the Asian Tease Chapter 2 [trigger warning][non-consent][forced MFM][fiction]

Let me preface by saying, I know I’m a terrible person, I really do!! But if you’re curious about Chapter 1 you can find it in my profile.

NON-CON! Don’t read please if you don’t like this type of stories.

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Chapter 2

Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it’d happened to her.

Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.

Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys—men were just so *damned* stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez. Read more »