[ff] Sisterhood pt. 2: Midsummer [twinc]

The cove was quiet and secluded, edged by a golden sand beach sandwiched between the emerald green plain of wild grass and the sapphire blue water of the lake. The midsummer sun hung low in the sky, and as it began to set it turned the sky to ruby red, and the lake to a great sheet of beaten copper.

“This is such a great place!” Lily said as she collapsed on the grass, next to the small tent she and Ella had spent the better part of the afternoon pitching. Ella had made her way down to the shore, and stood looking out over the lake.

“No argument from me.” she opined, and skipped a small smooth pebble she found out across the water. She got five skips out of it, before it floundered and sank.

Lily sat up and started unlacing her hiking boots. “Right? Nobody even knows about this place.”

“So how did you find it?” her twin sister asked as she came back up from the shore, and sat down to do her own boots as well.

[MF] I Came Home Early And Found Mom… [illustrated][taboo][voyeurism][vignette]

Mom was ‘apparently unaware’ that it was Senior Skip day though I had mentioned it several times before. I was already acing my classes and wouldn’t miss any finals that day, so she didn’t seem terribly perturbed by the prospect.

Nevertheless, I was quite surprised to find her car in the driveway when I got to the house. She was rarely home from work before five. I thought about heading over to a friend’s instead, but was curious as to why she would be home.

I quietly let myself in the front door. Upstairs, I could hear the bath running; another oddity for this time of day. I slowly climbed the stairs and entered the master suite. Mom’s work clothes were laid out on the bed: skirt, blouse, belt, stockings, pumps, and bra. I looked over and found the door to her bath ajar, light shining through.

Clearly I had walked in on her preparing to bathe, which was a very strange thing for Mom to come home in the middle of the day and do. Nevertheless, my curiosity should have been satisfied. I could have simply retreated and asked her about it afterwards. Instead, I felt myself drawn to the open doorway.

[Fm] My first time : Long since though

This is a true story. I’m writing it in a story-like fashion for you guys, but it’s true, every bit of it. I had gone to Bali with my family on a vacation, and I was enjoying my time there. I’m an Asian kid. So one day, me and my family went rafting and had a hell of a time. After rafting, we were all wet, and had to dry ourselves and change into fresh clothes.
The company running the rafting had set up a drying stall, where there would be a line of doors each containing a room the size of a changing room. One could go in, get changed, dry up, dress and wounds and come out. There were like 50 stalls, so it was just nice for each batch of rafters.

All the doors were made of wood, and were pretty old, so one had to use some muscle to get the locks to work. I was passing through, trying to find an unoccupied stall, when I found one unlocked. I pushed it open and in front of me stood an immensely beautiful, tall, slim, white woman with long black hair wearing just a soppy wet pair of shorts and a bra.
I was shocked, scared and embarrassed. In the shock of the moment, I couldn’t find my senses to walk away. I just stood there, looked towards the ground and apologized profusely.

My Best Friend and First Kiss (ff)

**I have decided to write about my sex life, from beginning to where I am now. I was very naive for a long time and have had a sexual awakening. I don’t think that I am the only one who is like this out there. So I am writing it as a bit of therapy for myself, but also to try to let others know that it is OK to feel how they are feeling. Let me know if I am on the right track please. **

My good friend was a lot like me. Kim wore her hair in a ponytail, just like me. She had a bad case of acne. She wore glasses that were too big and her family didn’t have much money. I am pretty sure the glasses were always second hand but I never asked and she never said anything.

She was the only one of us who was really interested in boys. She was actually boy crazy. That is all she talked about. Of course she was too nervous to ever talk to any boy. Whenever we got together she would only talk about what boy talked to her in Biology, or about going to the soccer game and watching them run around in their short shorts. Don’t let her watch football, all she would do is comment about the tight pants.

Insatiable 40’s Mom at the waterpark. [Fm, exh]

On previous trips to the waterpark with my kids, I noticed the teen boys at the erection age hanging out in an odd part of the wave pool. They were in the deeper water, not watching the waves and facing the shallow end.

They were trying to catch looks at the girls when waves would knock their bikini tops around and a breast would be exposed. I was enthralled.

Thus, on our next trip I wore a bikini that the top had no chance of keeping my 40E breasts covered when hit by a good wave. So many other women gave me mean glares.

I got close to the smattering of boys when my son went to another ride. And then let the waves hit. My top fell all around a number of times.

Eventually after a number of clumsy moves, one daring boy near me, groped my breast when it was exposed under the water. I winked at him and gently swam a bit deeper in the pool with him. I let him slide his hands onto my tits as I lifted my top for him, and let him touch all he wanted. We didn’t say a word. I could feel his little granite boner on my leg. I slid my hand down and looked at him before going in, he nodded. So I reached in and felt his dick.

Covered in the Caves [MMMFMMM, bd, buk, classy gangbang for my wife]

The ride to the house has you completely lost and a bit scared. When you stepped into my new Mercedes, dressed in a new black dress that displayed your curves better than any before and gave your breasts a tight cleavage that felt classy and slutty, you started to enjoy the luxury of your look, the car, and the attentive gentleman escort in a black suit.

Now you careening down a dark country road somewhere in the hills of Ohio at a speed that almost causes anger. I’ve driven it a hundred times and barely need to look, but each tight curve in the dark gives you a shutter.

When we pull up to the house, your fear is replaced by the same feeling class and luxury, as I lead you through the rustic Georgian estate home. You sip champagne as I give you a tour of the vast house that ends in a master suite. The four post bed is nearly twenty feet square, with giant oak posts adorned with lush deep red fabrics and golden ropes. The adjoining spa is a sparkling marble cathedral with a giant glass shower, a dark stone carved jacuzzi, and overflowing with fluffy towels in each perfectly folded station.

[Str8] Mile High Club

Business class is – something else, that’s for sure. It doesn’t hurt that the front of the plane is me and a boozy businessman, two rows in front and fast asleep. My boss could have sent me _down_ on business class as well, but at least I’m going home in style, freshly signed million dollar contracts in hand. Ah well, at least the flight attendant is cute. He looks like he might be gay, though, but that smile of his… I’m almost sad I only get nine hours with him around. Flying sucks, yeah, but with him around, not so much.

“Another glass of wine, please.”

When I speak, he’s quick to come to my attention, too. Gotta appreciate that in a boy. He brings the plastic bottle of white, and pours carefully.

“Celebrating something, are we, miss?”

He’s got a cute little grin, making his words endearing, rather than challenging. I take a light sip, and give him a nod.

“My boss liked my work on the contracts so much he sent me home on business class. That’s worth celebrating, right?”

He smiles to me with a light nod.

“Well worth celebrating.”

[Les] The New Girl 2: Electric Boogaloo: Sarah’s Story [Ff] [fswitch] [oral]

See comments for meta info.

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“Come on, bitch, live a little!” I said, digging my fingernail into Annie’s side. “Forget about your dick ex-husband, forget about his stupid fucking cunt girlfriend, and let your fucking hair down for a change.”

Annie was such a whiny bitch sometimes. Wah, wah, I walked in on my new husband fucking a bridesmaid after the ceremony. Who gives a shit, dump that sack of crap and get with a real man. Or better yet, a real woman. Finally, with her paperwork settled, I managed to get her out for some fun. As always The Pink Cavern was hopping, but instead of looking at the easy pickings college girls down from sorority row, Annie just sat with her face buried in her fucking vodka cranberry. Of course she’d gone with the conservative look tonight; a black silk shirt and pressed slacks to match, but at least she had the good sense to wear some cute underwear, her blue push-up bra, and the lacy thong that went with it.

“She’s actually pretty nice, …” Annie offered. Of course she would say that.

“Apart from the homewrecking?” I pointed out, and she gave me a lazy shrug.

27 JAGed Pills Ch. 1 (part 2) [mF, mf, inc, ms, fat fetish, cons, hung]

———————————— Mom

My hand dripped. Sounds reached me only minutes after my offspring had sprang into my daughter’s room. I didn’t dare to think, but I knew. I crept to the door and heard every word. Jerry was secretly trying to make his sister and I fat. If that’s what made his dick hard, I wasn’t going to complain. I hitched down my slacks and fingered myself until I had cum twice, eavesdropping on their disgusting act of incest.

I was determined to take them in hand, and remind them who ruled their home. That night, I devised the best plan.

“Russ, you asshole!” I whispered into my phone, the next day. “You said the doctor exam was suppose to be free!”

“You didn’t fuck him for it?” He snorted. “I go out of my way, and endangered medical ethics to get you an appointment and a decent lay for once, and you stiff the poor doctor?”

“I did fuck him, idiot!” I fumed. It hadn’t been enough. What I mean is, he had been pretty good, given I’d been sucking cunt for reciprocated satisfaction all last year. Now I was standing outside a door, once more eavesdropping on my daughter, phone to my ear, other hand in my pants. I overhead the doctor complimenting my only daughter on her figure. “Your doc is trying to get into Rory’s underwear.”

27 JAGed Pills Ch. 1 (part 1) [mF, mf, inc, ms, fat fetish, cons, hung]

27 JAGed Pills

by DiscipleN

Fans of the Venture Bros. cartoon believe that its world of super science and villains is merely parody of content dredged up from the previous century. Whereas, elderly geeks of the original shows and comics, think the modern world has everything they imagined, but hidden. They lurk the internet to find unthinkable energies in quantum physics, invincible nano-materials, and bizarre DNA splicings of humans or weirder species. Entangling these miracles, conspiracies abound. Yet, when brave souls browse for real super science and villains, they invariably end up reading porn. Fortunately there is a happy compromise, found in the apt and prodigious works by JAG27, master of exaggeration fetishes resulting from man perverting the natural way.

He did not write this story, nor endorses it, nor does his company have anything to do with it. I am happy to take responsibility for its homage. I thank him for the inspiration to write some really crazy shit.

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Chapter 1, part 1

I did puke, but the damn thing stayed inside of me. Arms wrapped around a porcelain rim, lungs breathing the stench of abdominal juices I had hurled until my gut was sore, I swore, no more. Let this alien, or whatever the fuck it was, have its prize.