We had a great date. Came back to your place. We sat there watching a movie and cuddling. My hands inching up your thigh. You know what I'm thinking about. You've grazed my hard cock a few times. Hoping I wouldn't notice. I kiss your for head stroke your hair and turn to kiss you. Slow soft and passionate. We start to make out, hands roaming places they've never been before. Both of us want this, but don't know if the other one does. You get up and grab my hand and lead me to the bedroom. I see the bed I've wanted to lay you down on since we first started talking about sex. You see the passion growing in my eyes. I kiss you agressivly. Fast tongues darting around hands roaming freely. We slow down undress each other for the first time. I start to kiss you from your neck to your perfect chest. You moaning each time you feel my lips touch your skin. I stop kiss you. Your hand roams down past my waist. Your grasp me lightly. Feeling how hard I am. I'm kissing your while cupping your ass with both hands. We fall on to the bed. I slowly kiss my way down. Blowing on your inner thighs. Kissing around your lips. Getting closer. Finally you feel that one long lick from your dripping wet hole to the your very hard clit. I lick fast slow tirelessly. Hitting every spot on you perfect pussy. Eventually my tongue finds its way inside you. Licking on my way in and out. Your holding your legs up in the air. I lick the spot that now one does the space between your ass and your now glistening pussy. I lick from your asshole to your clit. Your surprised bit you love every single second my tongue touches your skin. Licking back to your clit. I lick suck nipple even till your doing my favorite thing in the world. Holding my head down pushing my face into you. Hands almost pulling my hair out. You release me. I kiss up to your neck kissing and whispering into your ear. Your being teased but you love it. Finally you flip me over kissing down my chest and stomach to my very hard cock. Teasing me making me beg till you finally take me in your mouth. Slow but deep licking as you slide me out of your mouth. Then you speed up. I don't know what to do with my hands I finally pull you up and kiss you with a furry. Flip you over and look deep into your eyes, kissing your forhead and sliding into you. Finally inside you wrap your arms and legs around me. Holding on as I slide deeper and deeper inside of you. I'm kissing your neck nibbling on your ear (hint) kissing you and even sucking on a nipple from time to time. We roll your on top of me hands on my chest riding me. Your perfect breast are bouncing up and down. You slow down and grind on me slowly. Feeling every inch of me inside of you. Leaning down to kiss me roughly. You speed up and we're matching each others thrusts. Your being so loud you think the neighbors might hear. But you don't care any more. I'm tell you I'm close. We switch again I'm back on top of you. Holding your legs in up going as hard as I can. I tense up you squeeze me as I'm inside of you. I finally cum. It drips out of you as I lick your clit again Finally stopping after your final orgasm. I come back up. Lay down kiss you on the forhead and you snuggle into my chest. Both our naked body breathing heavy. We fall asleep intertwined in each others arms.
Category: sexystories
Nailed by The Neanderthal (Part Two) [Str8, Forced, sci-fi]
I didn’t sleep a bit last night. I have been replaying what happened over and over again. My vagina is raw from the struggle; I’m not sure I could even walk. I haven’t tried to move due to the tight grip the Neanderthal has on my waist. He is getting a bit restless, so I’m guessing he will wake up soon. I just don’t want to wake him up, in case that angers him. I never want to make him mad again. I’m not sure when or if I’ll be able to escape but I know making him angry won’t help.
I feel his rough, calloused hands rubbing my side; I’m praying that he isn’t ready for round two, but I’m sure he is. He rolls me over so I’m face to face with him, I feel his hardness pressing against my raw slit. I don’t know what to do so I signal the best I can that I have to pee. I feel relieved that he knows what I’m saying. He stands up and ties one of my hands with a piece of what I would assume is leather. He pulls it a little to make sure that it’s on there tight. I’m still naked as He leads me outside to a bush. I look around, but I can’t see my pod. I have no idea where I could be, if I could escape, I wouldn’t know which direction to run.
Jake Part XX – Divergence [MF NC reluc timestop oral]
My name is Carol Dane. Well, not really. It’s just an alias I chose for all this Traveling, and I intend to ask my parents not to name me that before I go. Anyway, for now, you can call me Carol.
I’m a Time Traveler.
More specifically, I’m a second-generation timebender. That’s what we eventually started calling ourselves. My parents and I are the only ones we know of, although we check in with my half-brother from time to time just to be sure. And a couple other “accidental” relations. Dad gets around a little bit.
We’re pretty sure none of them will develop the power. Not the way that I did. Dad developed it on his own, at least in my original timeline; I’ve sort of muddied those waters. He created a “Magic Remote” with his mind, totally by accident, and it awakened the power to stop and control time in him. My mother, who is also his daughter, developed the same abilities after she started using the remote. But I never once touched the thing, and when I hit puberty, I accidentally froze the world during gym class. To my credit, that dodge-ball was coming right for my face.
The Food Lover’s Guide to Exercise [MF, Fdom, FMG]
Kendra coughed and gagged as she rubbed her throat, trying to force the two terrible tasting pills down her throat. They were fat, gritty, yellow horse pills from a nondescript white container. It had taken several deep swigs of her soda drink, and even then Kendra practically gagged trying to get it down. "Ugh, that was rough. Just where in the hell did Ashli get these things?" She might not have even risked trying the pills if it hadn't been for the convincing email that a fan named Ashli had sent her.
FFAshli was a regular reader and subscriber of Kendra's blog: "The Riverside Gourmand". The blog had originally started as a hobby for Kendra while she reviewed dishes at various restaurants in her local area. Since then, however, it had exploded into a full time job and very popular food review blog that expanded to include subscribers and readership from all across the country. She now reviewed new dishes from popular chain restaurants as well as traveled twice a year on a food review pilgrimage that took her to all sorts of new restaurants across the United States' food landscape. Her blog was popular, and people enjoyed her witty writing and clever insights on even commonly ordered meals. People also relished in the occasional insights she shared about her travels and her personal life. Over the years her dedication to the blog and the high standards of her written presentation had earned her a large core group of gracious and dedicated fans. FFAshli, or 'Formerly Fat Ashli' as she had later identified herself, had clued in on the brief and subtle hints that Kendra was having problems in her home life.
Janice and the Mushroom King Part 1 [f] [voy] [fantasy]
Billy Hickfort lived with his blind stepdaughter, Janice. By day she would go for long walks in the woods by their old trailer while Billy trapped critters and worked his still.
One evening Janice came stumbling home with a smile on her face, her cut-off overalls and long red hair crusted with some variety of pale goo, a huge wad of cash in one hand.
"Well shit, Janice! What in tarnation happened to you? Where'd you come across that currency?"
"You won't believe it," said Janice. "I met a faery in the woods. He said he was High King of the Mushrooms, and he had a mushroom drainin' job for me if I found it agreeable. Now you know I likes to help out round here with money when I can, so I said I'd give it a try. The King led me to a mushroom growin' sideways from the trunk of a tree, and he told me to tug it and squeeze it and rub it 'til it pops, and when I was done he gave me a big old handful o' bills. He said I was a born-natural at it! So he led me all round the woods and worked me 'til I was sore. I was squeezin' all kinds! Big ones and little ones and thick ones and thin ones and smooth ones and veiny ones and even one with a kink in its side, and the faery give me more money each time."
Blackmailed by AJ (Part Three) [str8, pseudoincest, blackmail, Anal]
After sex shame has never been a problem for me, until now. I just fucked AJ; The sex was great, but I can’t believe I did it. We’ve lived together since we were 10, as close to actual siblings as you can get. I can’t get over how embarrassing this would be if people found out. I can’t even look in the mirror as I wipe his cum off my face. I have never been one to love the taste of semen, but his tastes wonderful. AJ walked out within seconds of his orgasm. I wonder if he is feeling a bit shameful as well. I fucking hope he does. I shouldn’t be the only person feeling like a brother fucking slut.
My phone is ringing for the second time in the past 5 minutes. People should know by now that I don’t answer my phone; just send me a text. I’ve never been a phone talker. I hear AJ stomping down the stairs; when he reaches my room, I know he is not happy. I can’t help but admire his body as he stands in the doorway. His muscles are glistening with sweat. I could easily fuck him again right now, but that’s not a thought an average person has. Fuck, what is going on with my brain.
Jennie and Taylor [FF] [Fdom] [Les]
Taylor had just moved to our neighborhood about a week ago, and she was staying with my friend Rachel while she looked for a place to live. I’d met Taylor a couple of times at the coffee shop where she worked. She didn’t think I knew, but she obviously had a huge crush on me.
With my boyfriend out of town for the weekend, Taylor and Rachel were planning to come over, hang out, and maybe watch a movie. I was intrigued by the possibilities of getting Taylor alone, so I texted Rachel and asked her if she could stay home. “No problem,” she responded. “You two have fun ;)”
Taylor arrived at my apartment after her shift at the coffee shop, wearing a cute blue dress with an enticingly short skirt. She slipped off her shoes and followed me to the kitchen where I made us drinks. “What would you like?” I asked her. “Just some soda for me, Jennie. Anything stronger and I’ll get silly,” Taylor tells me.
“Silly can be fun, but OK,” I teased her.
“So when does Rachel get here?” Taylor asked me.
Rub My Lamp Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I meant to post this a while back but never got around to posting it apparently. I'll probably add a few more chapters though it'll be a little while. I'm a bit more focused on the Neanderthals series atm.
My name is Leila. I'm a Jinn, a being with magical powers cursed with immortality and immense powers though forever bound to server whichever master has possession of my lamp. The lamp that has served as both my home and my prison for millennia.
You may know me by the more common name, and annoyingly "Disney-fied". If I ever get my freedom from these shackles, I'm going to revive Walt Disney and skin him alive for all the Jinn that still exist. Nothing ruins true historical facts like a Disney movie. sighs. So for starters, I do not look like a blue floating puddle of good with no legs. I do tend to wear a veil and some of the more typical "sexy" genie outfits, but that's because I was a harem girl. It is what I've always worn. If you find a Jinn from the 19th Century, then she'll probably wear a Victorian dress.
Neanderthals return…. Chapter 3 [mf flirting ]
I wake up violently and suddenly as my pleasant dreams whatever they were are rudely interrupted as a bucket of icy cold water is dumped over you.
“Ahhh… wtf!!! “ I scream, as I’m barely aware of my surroundings. My eyes adjusting to the light. I blink a few times recognizing Dr. Wagner. Looking down I’m apparently still naked. Christ, it’s been over a day and I still haven’t managed to get some damn clothes on. The hot semen from last night is covering my body. My body is sore in places i didn’t even know I had muscles in to be sore. Shaking my head as the memories from last night wash over me.
“Fuck…what did I do. I barely woke up and I was fucking that bastard. “
Dr Warner looking at me. He’s older then me though despite being a doctor he certainly seems to be appreciating the view.
“That was, an expected event. It wasn’t part of the plan though it will have some ramifications on your stay here. We need to discuss a few things. “ He coughs slightly..
Kylies Godo boy[Fdom][Msub][inc]
She stood before me, blocking the doorway. It was hard to tell if she was doing it on purpose or not. I looked up at her. ”What?” she asked, teasing me. I smiled. ”Can you let me through?” I asked her, bowing my head. Usually I would just tell anyone in my way to move. But she made me feel like I had to ask. ”Hmm, I don't know. What's the password?” she replied with a grin. It was so childish, yet so evocative. ”Pretty please?” I tried. ”Good boy.” She laughed and turned to the side with her left arm extended as a gesture of free passage. A jolt shot through me. Those word. Coming from her, they meant something far different from what they used to. Her body still occupied half the doorway, so I would have to squeeze through. Too embaressed to face her, I turned the other way. I could feel her crotch rub against my ass and her breast rub aganst my back. The words 'Good boy' echoed in my head. I finally made it through. ”Hey Dan!” she exclaimed. I turned around sheepishly. ”Yes, Kylie?” I replied, way too quickly. ”Don't forget the password.” She turned around triumphantly, I shamefully. There was something strange about her. I should't say strange, more like incredible. If anything I am the one who is strange. For years she has had a certain power over me. I am drawn to her, and have been for as long as I can remember. But not in a constant way, like someone you are into. Instead these feelings seem to blossom whenever she is around, and wither when she leaves. It is not sexual appeal or love. Maybe it is both. Whatever it is, it has been there ever since she used to watch me as a kid. As far as relatives go, my mothers younger sister was the only one who live close enough to help out.