The Naked Truth, Part 2 [Mf] [inc, preg]

This is a work of fiction, for adults. Nothing written is meant as an endorsement of any sort of real-world behavior, nor should it be taken as such.

This is completely raw and un-betaed so please share any technical errors you find, style suggestions or constructive criticism.

This story contains sexual activity between a brother and his underage sister, if that's not your cup of tea you should probably turn around right now.

Here's Part 1 if you haven't read it yet.


I collapsed back into the couch, my mind awhirl, full of anxious thoughts describing all the ways this could ruin my life. How this could ruin my relationship with my sister, how my parents would kill me over this, how I could end up in prison (to say nothing of the sort of treatment people who got sent in for this sort of thing received). At that moment, I was sure my life was over and without my lust clouding my senses any more it was all I could do to quietly freak the fuck out.

[F]ucked [M]y petite wife’s brains out last night.

Hey All,

I can't stop thinking about the amazing sex I had last night with my wife. We are both mid-thirties, and have been married for 8 years. I decided to get a baby sitter and make reservations at a nice Steakhouse nearby. While playing with our kids outside, I texted her (she was getting ready inside) and told her to wear a little black dress and heels, red lipstick, and sexy eye makeup. I told her I would give the kids their baths and feed them while she got all dolled up.

She is not a particularly sexual person, so I didn't know whether she would follow my directions. To my surprise, she did. She had sexy heels, a mini dress and sexy makeup on when she came downstairs.

We went to dinner and had great food and lots of drinks. We laughed and talked for a couple of hours.

Birthday story part 2 [MFF]

I pulled up to the house and didn't notice any additional cars on the street. The kitchen and living room light were on, allaying my fears of any attempted surprise party. After exiting the car, I still approached the entrance with a bit of caution. I opened the door and walked inside.

And saw nothing. The tv was on a music channel, and I could see that Ash had cleaned up; but no one was there. I was glad. Most of my birthdays had usually been uneventful, not for lack of trying on Ashley's part, I just don't have a ton of reliable friends. As I stepped into the living room, Ash quickly entered by way of the dining room. "Wait, stop, don't move", she said as she got to me. She was wearing a pair of capri jeans and a purple shirt that left one shoulder uncovered while giving a great view of her generous cleavage. "I have your birthday present but I don't want you to see it yet."

"Wow, not even wrapped?" I joked with her while I laughed.

Slowly becoming mindless.

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You are slowly becoming mindless.

You don't know why. Maybe it was the untested drug that got you hooked. The lab administered quite a dose on you.

There was quite a number of side effects; or maybe, they weren't side effects at all. Your breasts feel engorged; you're about to burst out of your clothes. Your nipples feel tender, your hips wider – and there is this chronic desire, this hotness, lust, originating from your wet, wet pussy. You want a hot, throbbing dick so bad. In your mouth, up your ass, in your pussy, whatever.

The room is dark; you realise you're still in the lab. In fact, you never came out, actually; it's been a week since you have been in here. All you remember are the nurses that administer the drug to you. They're all big-breasted women who wink and smile at you each time you take the little pill.

"Soon, you'll be like us," one of them says. The light goes on. Instead of a nurse, a man comes in. He has an obvious bulge in his pants.

Neutral Ground [MF][Religious][Fantasy][Some fantasy battle at the beginning][angels][demons]

This is the first thing I've written in a long while. As always, any and all comments and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated. Please let me know what you think!


Limbo. A blasted, war-torn hellscape. Any buildings that might have stood there had long since collapsed, shattered by the ravages of a war as ancient as the universe itself. A layer of ash covered everything, raining from black clouds hanging low in the sky. The few crimson shafts of sunlight that managed to pierce the thick layer of volcanic dust scattered before they could touch the ground, burying the entire plain in perpetual twilight. The ash fell swift and silent, muting any sound that might come from the desolation.

There, Lailah was fighting for her life. She fell from the sky, plummeting toward a distant spot in the remains of planet Earth. Humanity had died eons ago, leaving an empty world behind, a dry husk. But the gods they’d worshipped, their servants, and their enemies, were immortal. Which included Lailah, even if she didn’t particularly feel immortal at that moment.

Neutral Ground [MF][Religious][Fantasy][Some fantasy battle at the beginning][angels]

This is the first thing I've written in a long while, and I'm glad I did. Summer makes me lethargic, not that I minded. But it's time to get back into things. As always, any and all comments and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated. Please let me know what you think!


Limbo. A blasted, war-torn hellscape. Any buildings that might have stood there had long since collapsed, shattered by the ravages of a war as ancient as the universe itself. A layer of ash covered everything, raining from black clouds hanging low in the sky. The few crimson shafts of sunlight that managed to pierce the thick layer of volcanic dust scattered before they could touch the ground, burying the entire plain in perpetual twilight. The ash fell swift and silent, muting any sound that might come from the desolation.

There, Lailah was fighting for her life. She fell from the sky, plummeting toward a distant spot in the remains of planet Earth. Humanity had died eons ago, leaving an empty world behind, a dry husk. But the gods they’d worshipped, their servants, and their enemies, were immortal. Which included Lailah, even if she didn’t particularly feel immortal at that moment.

Public Bathroom [MF]

The door slammed open and they both stumbled through at the same time, lips locked together, hands desperately pawing at each other. Leigh's back hit the tiled wall and seconds later his t-shirt hit the floor. Louise's lips sealed around his nipple, eliciting a groan while one of his hands searched for the button on her jeans and the other groped for the lock. The bolt slid home and her button popped, he thrust her jeans and pants down over her ass and he wrapped his hands around the back of her head, pulling her lips back to his, their tongues meeting, teeth biting.
Louise found herself being hitched up onto the edge of the sink and her bottoms being yanked down to her ankles. She immediately knew what he wanted when he dropped to his knees before her, licking his lips in anticipation. She leaned back and exposed her already dripping pussy to his mouth.
He didn't waste any time diving between her lags, spreading her pussy with a pair of fingers, his tongue swirling around her clit.
"Oh fuck, Leigh" she mewled, her head rolling back and her legs spreading wider. "Oh god, don't stop, please don't stop" she panted as her hand rested on the back of his head, kneading his long hair. Leigh just kept lapping at her, drinking down her honey, sucking on her clit so hard her thighs trembled. In minuets she was racing towards orgasm, moaning and panting and pulling his face into her cunt.
A gasping "Oh fuck I'm cumming" was the only warning he got before her things clamped around his head and she cried out, her whole body twitching and trembling. Leigh just kept licking at her until she released him.
He stood and her glazed eyes met his with a hungry, devious look. She kicked off her remaining shoes and the last of leg of her jeans and pants before sliding to her knees and shoving him back against the wall, her hands already unbelting, unbuttoning and unzipping him. His cock was already in her mouth before his jeans slid to his ankles.
She devoured him, noisily, desperately, a trail of precum on her chin running down her neck as she throated him, drawing out all his animalistic grunts and groans.
Leigh pulled her back gently but firmly. "Ride me" he commanded, a string of semen hanging from her lips and his cock. "Yes" was all Louise could manage, the combination of her hot, aching cunt, the smell of cock in her nose and the taste of cum on her tongue filling her mind.
He sat himself on the toilet, lid down, and slipped a condom on while Louise got herself into position, hovering over him. As soon as he finished she dropped her hips onto his, impaling herself on his cock with a loud, guttural moan.
Their lips met again, needy, noisy, tongues slipping over each other, tasting themselves on each other as their hips ground together. His hands tugged her top up, exposing her body to his, he flipped her bra up over her tits and groped her. His thumbs flicked rapidly over her erect nipples, he pinched and twisted them, tugged on them, listening to the whimpers each caused in her.
Louise rode him hard, his thick cock buried in her pussy, stretching her and filling her. Her climax came suddenly, catching her by surprise, stars exploding in her eyes and her nails raking his back.
"I felt that one" he panted, sliding a hand over her ass "that was good, but there's more, huh" Louise squealed as a finger penetrated her ass.
"Fuck you!" she snarled through her teeth, sweat dripping down both their bodies. "Oh god, Leigh, I'm cumming again!"
"I'm cumming with you!" he gasped, both their bodies beginning to twitch and pulse.
They both fell over the edge at the same time, crying out in brilliant agony, Leigh's cock throbbing in her, Louise's cunt twitching around him. Leigh buried his face in her shoulder and Louise's nails dug into his shoulders deep enough to break his skin.
Their eyes met each others glazed, dazed looks and they kissed again with just as much passion.
"My god, you're incredible" Leigh panted as she gingerly lifted herself off of him.
"You're not too bad yourself" she gasped back, her eyes flitting over him, over his still erect shaft. Leigh followed her gaze with a smirk.
After a few moments he chuckled out a "No, we have to go, come on, lets get dressed"

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Birthday Bondage [mf] [bd] [Fsub] [Mdom] [anal] [oral]

She had never tried bondage before today. Her boyfriend had often brought it up but Amy was inexperienced and nervous about trying something that strange, even if it did fascinate her a little. Eventually John wore her down and for his birthday, Amy agreed to try anything he wanted for the day.

John arrived at Amy’s apartment at 9:00 in the morning like he did every Saturday for breakfast. He didn’t get much sleep the night before because he was too excited thinking about today. His birthday had finally arrived and more than cake or gifts, he was excited to hold Amy to her promise. John waited for Amy to come to the door. The backpack slung over his shoulder was weighed down with as much of his bondage gear as it could hold. It pulled on his shoulder but John didn’t care. He was lighter than air; bouncing from excitement. He quickly regained his composure as Amy opened the door.

“Good morning sweety,” she greeted as she kissed him on the cheek. “Happy Birthday!” Amy immediately noticed the bulging backpack as John walked in. She too had a restless night thinking about what he had planned. While the idea of John taking control in the bedroom definitely got her excited, Amy feared that being tied up and at his mercy would be far too intense for her.

My older boyfriend put me to bed early (M/f, spank, reluct, pretend incest)

I've had several similar fantasies for years and am starting to write them down for the first time. I welcome comments and messages.

I am FINALLY a senior in high school, but it is an all girls school and I am just not outgoing enough to be friends with the popular girls so I never meet anyone, namely boys. I don't even know how to flip my hair and talk to boys about cars or classic rock or whatever it is they think about anyway. I'm just as pretty as the popular girls with good skin and a cute body, but my breasts aren't that big, just somewhere between an A and a B cup and I have no interest in putting on make up or doing anything with my hair except putting it into a pony tail.

Honestly my only hobby is studying so I can get into a good college and be around more interesting people and…..reading dirty stories on the internet until I am so turned on I just rub my pussy outside my panties for a few minutes until I cum and then go to sleep.

Good End to a Bad Day

It starts as soon as I walk in the door.

I had a long day at work, and before I can even shut the door you start nagging me, I can’t even slide off my dress shoes before you start in on me – whining, complaining, nagging.

I ignore you, heading towards our room, shedding clothes as I go. I leave my dress shoes by the door, socks stuffed inside them. My suit coat gets draped over a hallway chair, and I don’t even bother fully taking off my tie before lifting my shirt over my head, tossing it to the ground in frustration. I loosen my belt and let my dress pants drop to my ankles before stepping out of them and sitting on the edge of the bed, turning on the television.

But as soon as I change the channel to ESPN I hear you stomping down the hall, and as you enter the room you start in on me again, talking non-stop, voice drowning out the sound of the television. To make matters worse, not only do you continue to talk incessantly, but as I try and watch television you decide to stand in front me, gesticulating wildly as you unleash your litany of complaints.

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