Lo To You, Cold and Weary Traveler… [MF] [Transformation] [Mild Fdom]

Sup, /r/sexystories? So I just finished my first piece of erotica, and I'd like to post a little excerpt here. This part is a bit more PG-13, smutty bits are more towards the end, you'll have to go to my deviantart page to read the rest. ;) Just a taste here. Feedback is welcome!


I sigh heavily as I sit down in my car, a fairly decent Scion TC, leaning back in my seat as I try to let the throbbing in my temples settle down. "Fuck jury duty…" With another sigh, I loosen my tie, then pull it off and toss it into the passenger seat. "Fuck suits…" Grunting as I do, I pull my jacket off with some difficulty and throw it into the back seat, unbuttoning my shirt before it even hits the seat. "And fuck assholes that beat their girlfriends…" I growl and jam my keys into the ignition and drive out of the courthouse parking lot.

My girlfriend and her big, beautiful breasts (TRUE STORY).

She's 19 years old and i'm 20. Her boobs are already very large, but recently while we were playing around her breasts began to expand. they were getting bigger than what is considered normal and then she told me that they felt like they were really full of something, which turned out to be milk since she started to lactate a lot. Her breasts kept swelling to more ridiculous sizes as i kept rubbing and squeezing them and then they stopped. At this point as i was firmly holding onto them from the front. Her breasts were beginning to jiggle and it tickled her a lot as i felt her jiggles. As they kept jiggling, i also felt and heard the gallons of breast milk inside her boobs sloshing around inside them which seriously turned me on. She was softly moaning at the immense feeling she was experiencing.

Selling It To The Suits (F, mast, group voyeurism)

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The last of the suits took a seat, completing an unbroken chain of old white faces that could not have looked interested if their lives had depended on it. I suppose it was fortunate then that they didn't – just mine. Mine and Amber's. Her livelihood and mine, all curled up in the hands of twenty baby boomers who would retire to million dollar homes whether they gave our product the shitcan or not.

Speaking of, I shot Amber a quick glance and saw her fidgeting with the fabric on her skirt. I smiled, but received nothing in return. It wasn't anything malicious, that much I could tell from her glazed over eyes. She may have been looking in my direction, but the only thing that girl could see was the presentation ahead of her, facts and figures racing through her mind at a million miles an hour.

Strangers on a train [Mf] [exh]

This morning on my way to work I had a very dirty fantasy. We're sitting across from each other on a crowded train. To the other passengers we appear to be strangers, and you make every effort to ignore me. I'm sitting on a bench with my legs crossed, and there's a bag at my feet. I bend forward and look into my bag. I'm not looking for anything in particular, I'm mostly just trying to give you a clear view down my shirt. When I'm sure you've had a good look I straighten up and run my fingers through my hair. You can see that I'm not wearing a bra and my nipples are hard against my shirt. I lick my lips slowly and look at your face. I'm frustrated to see no reaction from you and I decide to try harder to get your attention. I want you to be so hard and needy that you order me to follow you off the train to someplace where you can properly fuck me. I clear my throat to make sure I have your attention and slowly uncross my legs. I spread my thighs, revealing that your little tramp is not wearing panties. I'm wet knowing that any of the other passengers could see my pussy, but that it belongs to you.

(TRUE STORY) My girlfriend and her breasts.

She's 19 years old and i'm 20. Her boobs are already very large, but recently while we were playing around her breasts began to expand. they were getting bigger than what is considered normal and then she told me that they felt like they were really full of something, which turned out to be milk since she started to lactate a lot. Her breasts kept swelling to more ridiculous sizes as i kept rubbing and squeezing them and then they stopped. At this point as i was holding them, her breasts were beginning to jiggle and it tickled her a lot.

She told me to help relieve them by sucking out as much milk as i could, and by rubbing them which in turn tickled her more as her enormous, swollen breasts jiggled then began to pulsate. At this point, she told me that her milk was about to come out more, as they finally shot more and more milk out from her nipples. After having my fill of her delicious milk and rubbing them a lot, i then inserted my aching member in between her breasts and began humping them as i felt pleasure beyond anything i ever felt. The feeling of her breasts massaging my member was too much, as my member began to blast out gallons of sperm in between her breasts as i cried out in ecstasy. Her breasts (due to me constantly massaging them) had an orgasm by violently squirting her milk in the air.

Fucked my girlfriend’s sister behind her back. (M / F / Strait)

This all started on Thursday morning. I had just arrived at my girlfriend Meghan's house, I usually just walk right in as I know where their spare key is at. I walked into the house and the first thing I see is her sister Charlotte sitting at the kitchen table in a tight long shirt that spelled the word pink across it. Though her shirt was long, as she was sitting the shirt rested above her knees and i could see her cute black lace thong peaking at me from inbetween her legs. Then Meghan came down stairs.

"Hey baby" Meghan said to me before kissing me. Turned on and sorta getting a semi from seeing her sisters thong I started to make out with Meghan, grabbing her ass and slipping my hands closer to her pussy when..

"Meghan!" Her mom interupted "your gonna be late for class". We immediately got up and headed out the door.

The following day that I came over it was almost the same thing as the previous day however this time Charlotte was wearing a blue lace thong instead of black, and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra because her nipples were poking out really hard.

My Chair; My Goddess, My Conflict – [Str8] [Mf]

"How the Fuck did I end up here?" is the first thought passing through my mind as I walked through the door and saw her there in my wingback leather chair with nothing on but her pink cotton undergarments and a pouty fuck me face. Those big eyes, and that short brown boy cut had been the source of fantasy for many a faps. I had wanted her since I saw her, this girl is a goddess in both mind and body, and yet what the fuck was I going to do now that we were here.

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Three months ago my wife and I filed an order of seperation. We agreed that for now this marriage was over and we were both would see and fuck whoever the hell we pleased. Despite the agreement, the last thing she said to me as were walking out of the attorney's office was, "Don't fuck Chey, that'll mess your daughter up."

Chey was 22 and I was 37, the chances of that coupling occuring were nonexistent as far as I was concerned. Don't get me wrong, no man with two working eyes doesn't want to fuck Chey, but there wasn't much she'd need from me that her college peers already throwing themselves at her weren't able to provide.

In front of my mother’s sleeping neighbor [mF] [oral][holdthemoan]

I originally posted part of this to the holdthemoan subreddit, and then learned of this sub, and decided to share.


When I was 16 my mother lived across the hall from a couple of gals that were roommates. One was in her 60s (Bonnie), the other in her early 30s. I go over there one day to get something, and find the younger one is putting up stringers and stuff for Bonnie's birthday, while Bonnie is knocked out drunk on the couch. She asks me for help with decorating, since it needs to be finished before Bonnie wakes back up.

These thoughts of the occasions when she's been flirtatious with me flash through my head. I was mostly sure that I could get her; if I could ever get her alone. But that was impossible, since my mother was smart enough to not let me be there alone with her, and Bonnie hardly ever left the apartment regardless. There I was, in a situation where we were finally "alone" enough to get away with stuff, but not so alone that my mother would come busting shit up. It was the perfect scenario. The best of both worlds.

Temptation of a Social Worker Ch 02

Matthew was making his way back home from Walmart with a truck full of college dorm room furniture for his daughter. Tomorrow will be Stacy's first night in the dorms and Matthew wanted to be sure his only child had the necessities she needed and more. Being a single-parent and raising a daughter was tough but since the passing of his wife 13 years ago Matthew has done nothing but dedicate himself towards being the best father he can be. Stacy was still packing her things at the house when he decided to leave to go shopping and surprise her with some furniture.

As Matthew drove up to his garage he was surprised to see that still only Ted's car was parked their driveway and Elizabeth's Volvo was again nowhere to be seen. The two of them are normally home at this hour especially on a weekday. Just as Matthew pulled into this garage he spotted the Volvo in his rearview mirror. She was parked across the street from her house and sitting in the driver's seat reapplying her makeup. You are so cute that you don't even need makeup to give me a boner Baby. Matthew shut off the ignition and began walking up to Elizabeth's car just to make some small talk. He actually wanted to check out his hot neighbor again so he can pleasure himself to images of her later at night like he always does.

Temptation of a Social Worker (Thx for Reading! Just expressing my [F]antasy)

The Meticulous Social Worker who gets the Perfectionist Fucked out of her.

Elizabeth gave the mirror a last glance before she headed off for work. A social worker should always have a professional demeanor and appearance. Elizabeth being the perfectionist that she is she would not let a single strand of hair be unkempt in her pony tail. Standing before the mirror was a third generation Japanese-American Sansei woman. She is proud of her heritage however her only regret was not learning Japanese from her grandmother. Elizabeth brushed off a small bit of lint off her grey pant suit before grabbing her keys and purse and briskly walked out the door.

"Hi, Matthew! Good Morning!" Elizabeth chirped as she walked to her car.

Her neighbor Matthew was out watering the lawn as usual. His most favorite part of the day was catching a glimpse of Elizabeth as she walks to her car accompanied by the sounds of her high heels clicking on the pavement each morning. Matthew couldn't help but just stare as the 5'2 petite Asian girl got into her car. The pant suit was tight on her ass and her collared shirt was disappointingly buttoned just before her cleavage line.