[inc] [mf] punishing my sister

My family wasn’t exactly a normal one. My younger sister and I were raised by a single mom, who by anyone’s standards was a MILF. I’d often hear strangers fucking my mom in the middle of the night. It didn’t really bother me, as she had ways of keeping me happy too. The whole family dynamic rested on sex; favors were repaid with blowjobs, arguments were settled with hate fucking, punishment was sexually dealt. We were taught how to masturbate as soon as we hit puberty; by the time I was a teenager it was like second nature to me.

My sister was a bit younger than I am and had hit puberty a few years ago. She adopted all of my mom’s traits; blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, massive breasts, everything. After a recent discovery, she’s been masturbating more and more. According to my mom, she learned how to squirt. I guess it explains why she’s been so loud. Her ragged moans could be heard all the way from the basement.

Hiking Trip: Part 1 [MMF] [mdom]

Me and my buddy James decide one day that we’re going to take a weekend trip to the mountains, do a bit of hiking, stay at a hostel that’s affordable.

I’m recently single, and his girlfriend decided she would rather stay in town and go visit her family.

The weekend comes and we load up my truck and start on the three and a half hour drive. The two of us tend to get into trouble together, looking it or no.

Half-way there we stop for sushi at a place I know well from taking the same trip. After spending a couple hours eating and flirting shamelessly with the two lovely waitresses, asking company on our long, mountain walks, we leave with just the two of us.

A simple scene [mf] [oral] [mast]

He kicked the door closed behind him and kissed her until the air tasted foreign without her in it.

His tongue tingled and her vision flashed. His knee jerked and his dick twitched. A twitch gave way to a throb, the jerk of his to the buckling of hers. Eyeline meats waistline, The twist of a forefinger solving a buttons grasp. A second button. A third. The button on his briefs seeming latch among locks, sewn like the eye of a cock. The latch opened and the eye widened.

The buckling was contagious, as the bed cradled him and braced her. She kissed up his shaft until any saltiness was as foreign as the taste of his tongue minutes earlier, but they had both waded through the evening long enough. His vision was limited to the morphing shapes of windows, devoid of perspective within the close-up LED imagery of clenched eyes.

That’s Not Bubble-Gum, But It Does Have A Cream Filling [Str8] [MFM] [cuck] [Fdom] [huml]

I met Jim and Kelley at a restaurant bar the night I got stood up by one of my lovers. I was halfway through my first drink when she texted to say she had a family emergency. I was disappointed, but I didn’t drain my drink right away because a sexy woman sat down next to me and smiled.

“Hi,” I said. “Can I get you something?”

“A martini and an Old Fashioned,” she replied. “My husband is parking the car.” I instantly thought I’d been had. Still, a drink meant I could at least talk and maybe flirt, and I like meeting new people.

She was dressed to the nines. She wore black heels and a black dress, with silver jewelry that matched her short, silver hair. The drinks arrived just as her husband did, who took the seat on the other side of her. I introduced myself to both of them, Jim reaching across his wife to shake my hand. “I’m Kelley,” she purred, and I’m serious when I say there was a spark when we shook hands. She held my hand long enough that I got a little nervous, but her look was pure attraction.

Shawna: Roma Revenge – Part XVII – Many Happy Returns [MF] [END!]

I woke up the next morning to the familiar call of nature. Yawning, I stumbled into the bathroom to relieve the pressure. I stood in front of the toilet, dropped my shorts to the floor, and promptly pissed all over myself.
I’m pretty sure the neighbors downstairs heard my relieved laughter as I threw myself clumsily into the shower.

My Slutty Teen Slave, Part 2 [Mdom] [Fsub]

Slutty Teen Slave Part 2

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I awoke the next day, smiling. I opened my eyes to see Jessica, still sleeping, curled up against my side. Light filled the room, forming a bright outline on the closed curtains. I pulled off the purple cover, setting my bare feet on the carpeted floor. Turning back, I saw her sleeping, cum dried on her face.

I walked over to my bag, pulling out some clothes to wear. Dressing in sweatpants and a T-shirt, I rose to my feet. The digital clock Jessica’s desk read 8:26. I left to explore the house, since I would be in control of it for the next day and a half.

Jessica’s parents were both executives at a large financial company. Their house was not only big, but it was expensive. They seemed to have the newest everything: TV, iPad, appliances. I sat down on the couch, but couldn’t find the remote. So much for that idea.

I continued back upstairs, my footsteps loud in the quiet house. As I entered, I saw her slowly open her eyes. She propped herself on her elbow and looked at me, smiling.

Ladies After Tequila [FFF]

Jackie’s keys slipped out of her fingers while she giggled and braced her hand on the trim around the doorway.

Kate, a whimsical brunette, laughed and spanked Jackie on the ass while she was bent over to retrieve her keys. “Spank that sexy lesbian ass!” She glanced over at Jade but the motion put her off balance and she teetered back and forth.

Jade laughed at her two ridiculously drunk friends and put her finger up to her lips while stumbling forward. “Ssshhh. You guys, we definitely don’t want to wake up Jackie’s neighbor.”

Jackie finally picked up her keys and was pushed inside her apartment by two giggling and off-balance friends. She leaned against the wall to take her shoes off and said, “You two should stay here a bit until you’re more sober. I’ll,” she hiccoughed, “I’ll make popcorn.”

Jackie fumbled in the cupboard for the popcorn while her friends dumped their shoes and purses on the floor. Kate and Jade plopped onto the bar stools on the other side of the kitchen pass through.

Jade slapped her hand on the counter, tossed her blond hair behind her, and winked a smoky, blue eye at Jackie. “Bartender, a drink, please!”

Things go too far with step-sister [FM]

I’m writing this on my iPad, so I’m sure typos and missed words will be plenty. On to the story…

Kayla and Max have tolerated each other, but never been close. Their parents married when Kayla was 15 and Max 18, so they didn’t spend a lot of time in the same house together. Now, a few years later, Max has been away at school and is returning to visit his family during reading week.

Max rummages in his pocket for the key to the front door, his bag with clothes and tablet slung over his shoulder. His parents won’t be home for another hour or two yet. He hears the click of the lock and spots Kayla walking away from the door. She’s wearing yoga pants, and a hooded baggy sweater. He hadn’t really remembered her bottom being quite so full.

“Hey, thanks Kayla”, he says as he steps though the door and slips his brown leather shoes off. She tosses a wave over her shoulder in acknowledgment. He can tell she’s staring down at her phone. Max goes down to the basement and sets his stuff beside the couch that will double as his bed for the week. There’s really not much else in the basement, his former room now a hobby room for his parents.

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The “Couples Talk” [NSFW] [F/M] [Mast] [Oral]

Martin and I had the “couples talk”.

You know the one – the talk where you confide to your significant other about what you can both do to spice things up in the bedroom. It was a gentle talk, mixed with a glass of wine (or two) and a bit of handholding. Martin and I were in our late 20s, he was a doctor, me (I’m Cathy – but he calls me “Cat”) I’m a successful financial advisor with my own business. We’ve been married for four years now and kids were not on really on the horizon. Marty was furthering his training to become a radiologist so between us our future seemed financially solid. However, some things can’t be fixed by money.

Our sex talk was constructive and the upside was that we were both pretty happy with each other and with that of our sex life, generally. I confided to Martin that I loved sex with him but would like to have it a lot more than we do now. For his part, he said that our lovemaking lacked a degree of spontaneity. He suggested that we mix things up and try the occasional crazy thing. I asked him what he had in mind, but he just kept on saying we should try some “wild stuff”. This lack of specificity with Martin sometimes frustrated me, but I got his general proposition. For a doctor he could do with improving his communication skills, I thought. As to my complaint about wanting more sex, he led me into the bedroom and proceeded to rock my world.

Next part in my Hotel Bartending adventures [MMF][anal]

So I haven’t written in a long time because I haven’t had ANY in a long time. But that all changed a major way not too long ago. This happened a few nights ago. My ex-boyfriend: R, friend’s, Mike and I were texting back and forth. Mike is cute older guy, my ex-boyfriend, R, was 10 years older than me and Mike is about the same age. When I was with R I was 19 & 20 and he was 32. That was huge age gap to me and to him, but we hung out at his condo a lot, watched sports or swam at the pool at this club house. Almost every Sunday during football season we would do this. Mike was always there along with some other guys. I was kind of a downer to them because I couldn’t drink alcohol at bars/clubs legal drinking age in the US is 21. The guys always wanted to go to bars and stuff. It lead to all the jokes about the age gap between R and me.