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Rampant with a Rabbit [F/masturbation/short]

I plunged it deeper into my tight tunnel, the vibrations of the long shaft teasing my genitals with a complex combination of rotational and longitudinal movements. Fortunately, I was plentifully wet, the slick coating of my walls easing the passage of my first ever experience with a vibrator into and out of my vagina.

A late night Amazon session had degenerated into a perusal of sex toys for her and him, and we had giggled at the array of phallic implements and even more absurd devices for men to pleasure their penis’s. Being rather drunk had helped.

The package had arrived earlier in the morning, a lazy Sunday, and we had opened it excitedly. We’d had breakfast and, rain outside, so had returned to the bedroom to explore.

I held the rabbit deep in me, the dolphin at the base pressing against my clitoral haven. The gentle buzz was quite at odds with the powerful and random vibrations it was providing me; Mark was spellbound watching me in a state of hypnotised arousal, slavishly devoted to the ongoing movements and the stirring of my cunt. Read more »

Jonah and the World Around Him PT.3 [mF, mast, inc]

Jonah let his fork fall to the plate with a distinctive “clink,” and sat back heavily into the booth. “I’m stuffed!”

“Well, you should be! That was enough Pad Thai for three people I think,” his mom chuckled. ‘Or one ravenous teenager,” she thought.

The substantive meal and light conversation had brightened Jonah’s mood considerably. His mom avoided asking him about school, so he didn’t have to get into any of that. And, very thankfully, she didn’t seem to know that she had nearly walked in on him masturbating.

Jonah’s mom regarded him for a moment. Definitely not a little boy anymore. Still too cute to be a man. ‘That painful in-between stage,’ she thought to herself. She sat quietly for a few more moments, dreading the conversation she had been putting off all dinner. ‘Well, it’s now or never,’ she concluded.

“So, Jonah,” she began cautiously. “Do you have any romantic interests? Girlfriend? Boyfriend?”

He looked down at his empty plate and hesitated for a few moments before responding. “Are you going to do the thing where you try to talk to me about sex and it gets all super awkward and stuff?” Read more »

[Mf] [reluc] [alcohol] Kaylee the Sister-in-Law Pt. 2

Before Kaylee arrived with her friends, I set out the liquor and made a bourbon then forced myself to turned on some bro country. These girls had to feel comfortable after all. I went outside and lit the fire pit, then turned on Sportscenter to make it appear like I couldn’t care less if they showed up.

It’s good that I did because an hour and two bourbons later I was sitting by the fire pit alone, trying to not let the fourth Florida Georgia Line song on Spotify grate at me. Apparently Kaylee was not fond of being on time, and I was getting mad. But I knew better than to check where they were.

Finally I heard the doorbell ring, I took my time walking down the foyer, doing my best to play non-chalant. I opened the door to find my SIL and three of her cutest friends, one I recognized as the short-haired brunette with thick legs and huge boobs from her soccer team that graduated before Kaylee, the other two were new to me, but after checking out their low cut shirts and short lacy shorts, I didn’t mind. Kaylee was simple and sexy with her long hair made up, probably with a wand I’ve heard her discuss with my wife, a pair of bright gem earrings and matching long necklace, and she was in a short striped dress that could’ve been a tshirt with a pair of Chuck Taylor’s. Read more »

[Mf] Kaylee the Sister-in-Law Pt. 1

My sister in law Kaylee is a freshmen this year at a Texas college. Everything is bigger in Texas, especially the public colleges and my SIL is from a small town.

Growing up she was the prettiest girl in her grade. Kaylee was a soccer player and watching her last few seasons I got to see her senior teammates dress down to sports bras with their little pokies after sweating all game. Very nice. But when my SIL turned 18. Holy shit. It was like a veil came off.

She gets my dick really hard. I don’t know if she knows it or not but she does tease the shit out of me. She has really sexy bikinis and added me on IG and Phhhoto so I get to see a lot of her pics. She loves to stick her ass out and bend forward to show her round B-cups. She also loves showing off her flat sexy tummy with a little outie belly button.

She comes over sometimes and watches the Voice with my wife and I- always in short jogger shorts or tight leggings. I’ve seen the bottoms of her cheeks often and sometimes can see her bush when she hasn’t shaved. Each time I really, really want to lay my hands on her. Read more »

Bi Hooker, Bye Crook Part 3 [MMF] [Blkmail] [Sextape]

It was the usual boring Monday for Helen. The reviled one had left customarily early with the usual lack of any attempt at communication. The house and time were her own to do as she pleased. So why did she feel like a prisoner in this multi-million dollar mansion? Time, she sighed reminding herself and routine, too much of both. She’d met a young, handsome, passionate politics major out to change the world and ended up with a jaded, right wing office robot, content to mete out the days in comfortable party anonymity, free to take on multiple meaningless corporate directorships that took him all round the country and out of her life.

The spark had died years ago but they were comfortable in their distanced marriage. Dinner and sex on special occasions only and they got on with their lives in their own way. Safe in the financial security that his position bestowed and the public image of a stable married family man. She knew he fucked around on his “business trips” and she screwed whoever she felt like when he was away. The unwritten rule was not to rub it in the others face. Read more »

What I Did Last Night (Part Three) [M/F/sex]

I wanted him inside me now… and he knew it, putting his hands either side of me as I lay back, resting them on the back of the sofa and putting his cunt scented lips to mine, smeared with his cum. Mutually tasting each others fluids, they mingled as we passionately snogged, lips rotating and opening, closing, each trying to gain advantage and take possession of the others mouth with our tongues. God it was turning me on, the sweaty salty taste of our genitals mixing with the saliva in our mouths and the faint residue of red wine we had each savoured.

His arms supported his whole weight so he couldn’t touch me; I popped the final button and the dress parted at the front, exposing my tits, bra and body down to my stocking clad legs for him to drink in when we parted our passion for a moment.

The erection had barely subsided after his spraying his seed in my mouth and now it was rampant once more, proud and jutting forward with a weight that made it undulate like a spear held at one end, the mass of blood swelling the vessels within and the tumescence of the bulb seeking my feminine counterpart to enter, be gripped, thrust and become one. Read more »

After The Date (STR, MF, IR)

Friday the 2nd

There were long brown marks where the paint had been chipped by Amanda’s headboard. The wooden headboard scraped along the painted white walls as her bed rocked back and forth as Brandon fucked her for the second time that week.

She lay on her back, leaning up while he knelt between her legs ramming her. She loved the way he fucked her. He was athletic and had a strong body, and she loved watching his big black dick pound her. Amanda tossed her red hair back and moaned as Brandon thrust deep inside of her.

They had started fucking almost six months ago. No strings. No questions. She just called him up and he came over, hard as a rock, ready to do what she needed him to do.

“Fuck yes, right there. Right there. Fuck,” Amanda breathed heavily as her orgasm began to build.

Brandon rocked her harder. She watched as the muscles on his stomach flexed when he contracted his hips when he was fully inside of her. The ‘V’ on his waist pressed firmly against the skin of her nether as he did. Read more »

Our Father – Ch.1 [M/f, str8, fantasy, breeding, incest, pain]

**Our Father**

*A corrupted father-of-many is intent on weaving a vast, incestuous family of obedient servants (among other more nefarious plans), beginning with taking the virginity of his firstborn daughter.*

This story is based off /u/fenoxo’s popular text game “Corruption of Champions” (which I had nothing to do with!). If you’re unfamiliar with CoC, this story may confuse you, but I’ve written it to be welcoming and enjoyable for newbies.

**All characters depicted in sexual situations are of legal age.**

Comments are much appreciated.

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**Chapter 1: Daddy’s Girl**

It’s been a long time coming – long by this world’s standards, at least – and you’ve been there every step of the way. You watched your daughter be birthed, you gave Kylie her name, you watched her hatch from her egg, you wiped her tears away when she skinned her knee, and you watched her take flight for the first time. Your daughter was once a tiny, fluffy-feathered chickling, but now she’s a tall, nubile, and gorgeous teenaged girl. Read more »

Por tu

The smile, so fox-like
and yet it’s not worn by the hunter
but rather the hunted

Lips parted in a smile, corners upturned
the finger, at a slight insert, that says
Not what I want but I’ll make do

Mona has such a smile, yet
it is not the artist deserving of accolade
but rather the subject, who invokes such a pose

What’s a man to do?
There’s a thousand of me but only one of you

Jonah and the World Around Him PT.2 [mF, mast, inc]

(NOTE: This is part two of a multi-part story.)
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After a very strange, frequently humiliating day at school, Jonah was beyond relieved when he finally got home, shut his bedroom door and cranked up some music. He didn’t have too many prized possessions, but his stereo was one. Big, floor-standing JBLs powered by a high-quality solid-state Sony ES amp–all acquired second hand with some savvy Craigslist shopping and a couple of summer’s worth of lawn-mowing money. It was loud enough to rattle pictures off the wall if driven hard enough and because his parents were seldomly home, he let it run wide open more often than not.

Jonah’s family was squarely middle-class while most of his peers came from much more wealthy homes. Due to the nature of the recent redistricting, Shermer High School catered primarily to the significantly more affluent neighborhoods in the area. Just a small sliver of Jonah’s street was within the Shermer district. Read more »