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Dominating the Asian Tease [MF][NC][IR][fiction]Trigger Warning. Non-consent. First time poster.

Ruby finally made it home. She locked the door, yawned, and kicked off her fuck-me heels. She’d partied hard tonight, and she couldn’t wait to get in bed and thrust her favourite dildo in her pussy. Her clit throbbed at the thought of pressing her vibrator against it until her juices flow down her legs and she comes again and again. Perhaps she would tape it down and put it online for men to see (cropping out her face, of course).

It was fun to tease men, like she did tonight. And it was easy. Ruby wasn’t exactly a super model, but she knew her power. Men liked her innocent face. At 5’ tall, her 32DD tits and cute round ass all compacted into her petite Asian body. Somehow men always believed Asian equaled modesty.

When she feigned nervousness and asked the horny man meekly to touch his cock tonight, he thought he’d hit the jackpot! She led him to the bathroom and rubbed her barely wet pussy against his hard cock, ready to ride him before she suddenly backed off, “I’m sorry! I can’t…I’m not ready.” She pulled her laced panties up in a rush and bolted for the door. Read more »

Things I never knew about my roommate, part 3[MF][affectionate][deepthroat][watersports][prostate][hairy]

First orgasms of the day out of the way, I realize I’m ravenous – eating her is sweet, but we’ll both need some actual food if we’re to keep this going. Between the hmm-ings and ahh-ings of our sloppy kisses, I propose breakfast, and she eagerly agrees. Rolling out of bed she tosses me yesterday’s t-shirt, and I use it to wipe the remaining cum off my chest, before throwing it in the laundry basket.

“Silly”, she laughs at me.

“Hey, no way I’m getting dressed today. I want to continue this.”, I respond, grinning, slapping her ass as I leave the bedroom.

Heading out into the kitchen, she gets to coffee going, as I put an apron on and start scrambling some tofu. Having prepped some veggies, she snuggles up behind me, wrapping her arms around me while I cook. I can feel her cheek against my upper back, a soft kiss on my spine, before I tell her the food is ready.

Sitting down naked beside each other at our kitchen table, sunlight streaming in, the morning feels perfect. Between groping, kissing, and chowing down on our tofu sandwiches, I ask her what she’s been up to while I was away. Read more »

Air BnB Superhosts part 2 [voy, teen, off, taboo]

Jim and Deb watch eagerly as Bridget welcomes in two of her friends, two girls that had turned into frequent guests at their home over the last 4 years. The three of them had become very close friends playing softball and were never seen terribly far apart from each other. Bridget was the prettiest of the three girls for sure, her soft brown hair and supple curves setting her apart from Britney and Bonnie. They had called themselves the killer B cups freshman year of high school, but Bridget was the only one of the girls who did not quickly push into the C or D cup range.

Bonnie was the stereotypical “softball girl”. She was a little thick, a little short and a touch plain. She was pretty, but was rarely spotted in makeup or with her hair done in anything but a simple pony tail. She had the largest breast of the three young ladies, and the widest hips. She attracted her fair share of attention from the boys, often seen as “the obtainable one” of the “killer B’s” the girls had dropped the bra size reference after it became a bit cruel to Bridget’s ego. Read more »

First submission here; be gentle.

The sun glistened off the water as it lapped gently up onto the sand. The sun was warm and the smell of the sea mixed with the tanning oil freshly applied to your skin made you smile as you took another deep breath. It had been a long time coming and finally you were able to relax and just let loose. Last night’s festivities were wearing off and as you allowed your body to sink a little more into your towel and the sand. You casually allow your head to fall to the side and notice for the first time a man on the beach too. Until now you had presumed you were alone and you’re startled at this new development. Your small multi colored bikini bottoms are all you’re wearing and despite your best efforts to be alone and secluded he is seemingly unaware or (less likely) unconscious of your presence. You immediately reach for your top and as you fumble with its blue straps around your back, neck and shoulders you smirk to yourself because he isn’t even facing your direction.
While you’re checking to make sure the ladies are contained your eyes again rise and find the stranger looking in your direction, smiling a warm and charming smile and give you a slight nod. It’s subtle, but you feel a warmth from this small exchange and you smile back. He turns and as his arms spread to each side opening his own towel you notice his back and arm muscles first. Strong and smooth, his tan skin seems to glisten in the sun and when he bends forward your semi-smile grows as you enjoy the view of him bent over and what you can only
imagine are well cared for firm legs and butt.
Busted!
As he spreads the towel along the sand he turns his head back towards you to find you’re still staring and your smile has given you away. Your heart begins to race as you quickly look away, back to the sea and try your best to act casually and cool. Closing your eyes, you lay back on your back and try to get back to that relaxing place that seems long since lost. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part II [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Link to part 1 in the comments.

The seed was planted and I could tell as he awkwardly exited at his stop that he was mulling it over. Before exiting he made one last glance back at me. I put on a coy look and just subtly licked my lips. It all felt so naughty. The seed had been planted in his head but also in my own.

My office wasn’t far from the train station and my desk by the window made it difficult for me to forget what i had said. Every hour or so the train whistle outside would blow, distracting me from my work and sending my mind into that naughty place. Would he take the bait? What would I do? What would he do? My imagination took hold and my body was reacting. I pressed my legs together to feel the wetness forming in my panties. They were a nice new cotton pair and I could feel that the hourly train whistle was going to have them quite damp by the end of the day. My pussy was a Pavlovian dog responding to that train whistle. I got very little work done that day. Around 3 I thought i couldn’t take it anymore and went to the bathroom. I considered just fingering myself to climax right then and there to take the edge off. Instead I had better plans. I slipped my panties soaked by my wet pussy and put it in my purse. The rest of the day I would be going commando. Back at my desk by the 3:30 train I had probed myself under my desk. Fortunately it was a friday and the near empty office did not hear my soft whimpering at my desk. As the clock hit 4:30 I grabbed my purse and sped out to the train. Read more »

Air BnB Superhosts [voy, teen, taboo]

Jim and Deb had gone through the usual roller coaster of marriage that most 40 something year olds went through. They had been madly in love, cold and distraught, and then comfortably content with each others company. They had acted as lovers, parents, best friends and strangers all within a month or so fairly regularly. Their lives needed direction as their kiddo hit her teenage years and their major role as “parents” faded to a spectator sport as Bridget breezed through high school. Jim had an ambitious idea one night when browsing vacation rentals on air bnb. Jim wanted to be a host, but not just a normal host that sets out towels and gave tourists recommendations on where to eat. He wanted to be a sexual concierge that could give couples or singles an experience they would never forget. He wanted to feed off their primal sexual energy. Its what they both wanted, and what they both needed. Read more »

The Dangers Of Ahegao [f] [Mf] [inc]

A few days ago I found this weird thing on the internet. Apparently its a fetish for this really specific facial expression by girls – but being a girl of course I’m never gonna get it.

Anyway, so I did this thing. Eyes crossed, tongue out. I took a video. And now…

I can’t stop doing it. Every few hours my face just, wants to do it. Then I usually go drink something, water, milk… anything. When I hold my tongue out just like the girls in the videos, it makes me feel kinda weird. Like I want something, like i’m ready for something.

Whenever Daddy isn’t looking – I stare into space to do it. My mind goes fuzzy, my mouth drools. It feels good, in a weird way. It makes me feel submissive, like any man could just take my drooling, open mouth as he pleases, and I would be perfectly fine with it.

I started to masturbate while doing the face. It makes me orgasm harder somehow, it feels so right to make that face while cumming as hard as I can. My eyes cross, i feel so dumb and stupid – and it still kinda feels good. Eating dinner with Daddy is so hard; i wanna look him in the eye before i do the face for him. Read more »

The Mirror [FM] [Voyeurism] [Exhibitionism] [Masturbation] [Fiction]

The alarm on my phone rings to let me know it’s 6:55 in the morning and I know exactly what that means, you’ve just finished your workout and are getting ready to take your morning shower. I slide into the little closet next to your bathroom, making sure that the room behind me is completely dark so that I can see you without you seeing me. Within minutes, like every day, you walk in, bouncing, with little beads of sweat on your forehead and chest, your tank top soaked in your sweat. Your shorts being stripped off as you walk into the bathroom. You look into the mirror, looking me directly in the eyes, if you knew I was there.

“Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest bitch of them all?” you ask, a quick giggle passes your lips as you look into the mirror.

This little habit of yours makes me smile every morning. The sultry voice you try to slip into, a little deeper than your standard voice, a little slower pace than you normally speak, makes me grin as I know you are realizing how it would sound to anyone else. You stand on your tip toes as you finish asking, examining your body. Your skin glistening, turning your arms over, looking at the various muscles and how they look with shine of the sweat. Read more »

Force in Balance, Part 1 [sci-fi, MF, Fdom, oral, light huml, light reluc] (Star Wars)

*This is a response to a story prompt on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts (which I’m apparently not allowed to link to). It’s taken me a while to write (and I’m still working on more) because I’m no expert on Star Wars lore and only had the motivation to do a moderate amount of research, but the prompt interested me so much from a character point of view that I couldn’t get it out of my head until I actually sat down and wrote it. That said, I’m open to all feedback EXCEPT for complaints about it being inaccurate or non-canonical, because, duh. Anyway, enjoy! More to come as soon as I finish it…*

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The atmosphere on Tenori Prime turned the light of its sun a dreamy honey-brown, the seas that covered almost all of its surface shimmering like silver and gold flowing together. It was well after noon on the rocky atoll once known as the Latanae when two small ships sailed down from the sky, landing on two separate buildings on opposite sides of the ring of islands. From each craft emerged two figures, and from each pair, one departed and began the walk along the series of bridges that chained together the northern islands of the atoll. Read more »