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In Her Arms [Requested][MF]

As requested by /u/throw_away_my_life_
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“Hey sweetie, how was work?” Jane gave Tim a hug as he walked into the living room.

“It was alright,” said Tim. He nuzzled his head against her, taking in her scent. Tim didn’t mind that his girlfriend was taller than him— he liked the safety and comfort.

“You okay with some leftover pizza?” Jane asked.

“You know I love pizza.”

“Yea, I do.” Jane smiled and pecked him on the cheeks. She got up and headed into the kitchen, grabbing cold pizza from the fridge. Tim heard the click of the oven turn on.

“You know you could just microwave them, right?”

“What am I, a monster?” Jane yelled from the kitchen.
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Tim smirked silently in response, and went back to his phone. The two laid in bed together. Jane sat up against the wall reading her kindle, while Tim lay on her lap, looking at his phone. Every so often, Jane would absentmindedly run her fingers through his hair. This was their nightly ritual.

“Heh, says here masturbation reduces the risk of prostate cancer in men,” Tim read the article out for her. Read more »

[Request] A bit of a strange fetish

Okay, so I guess I have this idea or set of ideas that I like, which if someone were to make a story or reference a story to, I’d much appreciate it.

So I’m a guy, straight. Submissive also. But that’s not just it, there are some huge turn-ons I have that are somewhat related to that.

Some things I like are:

– When the girl is a head taller than me
– When she’s very protective (not like a mother)
– Still very feminine, and playful (uses pet names like “babe” or “cutie”
– Here’s a big fetish I discovered recently: I like when the girl picks me up/carries me.

So I guess it’s like switching gender roles, but I we still act normal. I guess what turns me on is when the girl does all those things for me, and I just let it happen.

Also, I like romantic if that wasn’t clear before. And of course, I’d much like it to be sexual too :)
In which case, I’d prefer that she takes control somewhat. Read more »

Wrapping Up the Night [MMf] [DP/anal] [group] [voy]

**Continued** from *Dancing in the Basement*, *Emily in the Shower*, and *The Private Party* – links in comments

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The main floor is nearly empty, at least in the halls. I head to the bathroom to see if Emily was still in there.

The room is dark, but her shirt is still on the floor. I grab it and head to the kitchen to look for her. I wasn’t sure what I would do if she’d gotten in trouble, but I felt responsible to find her. There are only a few people in the kitchen, and they deny seeing her even come through to go outside. I go back to the main hallway, and decide to check the bedroom.

First I knock softly on Ashley’s door, and crack it open. It’s dark, and there are a few people sleeping on the bed. I flip the lights on and head over to see if any of them are Emily, or Ashley. None are, and one of the sleepers who woke up to the light suggests I check the guest bedroom. Apparently, the guy says, that bedroom has been the place to be all night, even with its door closed. Read more »

Stories of a Certain Kind [FM] [Fdom] [Msub] [bdsm]

“Write me stories,” she said.

“Write me stories, and I’ll do to you whatever wicked things you do to your heroes.”

So, I wrote.

Tale upon tale flowed from my fingertips to hers. We were a team: I brought her raw materials, she crafted them into encounters. Her standards were simple and constant: Challenge myself. Balance indulgence with torment.

I filled the stories to bursting with my fantasies, page after page iterating over them from every angle. The possibilities lit up my mind constantly. She took plenty of liberties: Sometimes she would do exactly what I wrote, as if following instructions. Other times, I would not understand the connection to my prompt at all, until she would whisper the epiphany to me as her hands kneaded my most sensitive parts.

The result was that I never knew what to expect, never knew what nuanced wickedness my words might have unlocked, could never add in a detail without weighing the probability that I might be designing my own doom. She made it clear I would regret it if I went easy on myself. When I wrote weak stories, didn’t pour myself into them, didn’t give her enough to work with, there would be a consequence every time. Bruises, denial, scars. She would find a way to make me feel paradoxically judged and liberated. Read more »

Pierced and Chained Chastity Part II [MF][Chastity][Anal][cuckold]

>Author’s Note: To read part one, click my name or search this subreddit archive for *Pierced and Chained Chastity*.

At my husband’s boss’ Fourth of July party, I fell for his co-worker Nicolai. But my Dom husband, knowing how hard it is for me to resist an irresistible man, had my labia pierced weeks ago with two golden hoops. For chastity, he placed a little gold lock on the hoops to which he holds the key. My chastity lock had worked so far on this petite brunette vixen…but not tonight. Read more »

A gift to the Ork Chieftain Pt. 1 [fantasy] [oral]

Glinda looked up at the hulking chieftain standing before her. Even if she hadn’t been thrown to the floor by the foot solider when she was brought into his tent he’d have been imposing, but from the fur rug she now laid upon he looked more like an ancient tree towering into the sky than a mortal being. Growing up in the borderlands humans all heard stories of the Orks living beyond the river, and the raiding parties they’d send into the human territory, but she’d never seen one before they arrived at her village that morning. The grunts who’d torn through the village were large themselves, easily a head taller than any man she knew, but this chieftain whom she’d been brought to was even larger than that. In a community which valued power and aggression more than civility, like her human, more civilized brethren, it was no wonder how this man had rose to a rank like his. Read more »

The Practice 21 (Hannah 15) [MF, FF, fsub, inc, anal]

Author’s note: This is the final part of the series! I strongly recommend that you begin with part 1 — a complete index can be found in the comments below.

Since you’ve come with us this far, I’ll be happy to answer any questions you have in the comments. I’m eager for your feedback.

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Hannah watched in awe and stumbled to the ground as pinpricks of light detonated above the island from several different directions. The points flashed and expanded into blinding brilliance, followed soon after by a dull rumble that permeated the island and lasted for several seconds. The usual cacophony of the forest subsided until the light began to fade, and Hannah picked herself up off the ground.

“They’re nuking us,” Heron said. Her husband. One shock at a time. His semen still dripped from between her legs, and when she focused she could feel their child growing inside her womb.

Hannah wasn’t scared. “As long as the perimeter is up, I think we’re invulnerable,” she said.

Heron’s eyes scanned up and down her body, fixing on her tummy — on their child? “Then let’s keep it up. Who cares if some part of Shaper is in here? Better than being vaporized.” Read more »

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [exh] [reluc] Ch. 8-9

#~Chapter Eight~
##A curious errand

I must have drifted off to sleep after the orgasms, because when I look over at the clock on the dresser. It’s 1 a.m. I’m exhausted. I’m dazed, and for a minute, I don’t remember where I am. But I feel warmth next to me, and look over and see Amanda to my right, and roll over and see Tammy to my left. I look down, and don’t feel so wet any more—they must have moved the towel after I passed out. I didn’t plan on staying the night, but in the state I’m in, I’m too tired now to consider otherwise. I think through my plans for tomorrow, realize that I really have nothing that can’t be put off. I chuckle at my poor prognostication prior to my visit that I wouldn’t need a change of clothes, and drift off to sleep again. Read more »