The Celibate Priest Saves the Village – Part 2 [M31F35] [breeding] [dubcon]

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“You’re being childish, Father.”

“You can’t hide in there forever, you know. Eventually you’ll need to eat.”

Sophia Caladena stood on the stonework outside of the priest’s wooden door wielding a basket of her own home cooking. A small blanket covered it and the two bottles of wine she’d hidden below the bounty. It was a hot day, the sun shone down through the trees and their leaves ringing the old temple. The rain from the night of their first encounter had entirely dried, leaving no trace. She thought of the rain…the storm…

“Father, do you intend to neglect your duties as priest of this village? To cower away in there forever? I thought men of God were made of sterner stuff.”

…Footsteps, faint and quiet approached the door from the other side.

Sophia smiled.

On the other side of the door, Father Marcos Vilpena grimaced. She was right, of course. His bread had run out yesterday, his stomach already wrenching and growling in protest. He looked around. He couldn’t hide in here forever, but…nor could he go outside, and face the…women.

Humiliation RP part one. [MMMMM] [CNC]

Dorian POV.

We are waiting inside the bedroom in the play area for Jem. My hands twitched in excitement because I was going to see another man spank and humiliate Jem. I’m a sucker for Voyeurism whether it was to see my partners with each other or with stranger. Usually, I would make it my job to notice their discomfort if there was any.

Today I have to be even more careful because this is Jem, and I want him to be comfortable while exploring his kinks. I’d also warned Trent, our best friend, that if at any time Jem didn’t feel like it, he should stop everything or else he would face our wrath. Trent had played with us before, so I knew he would behave.

“Would he wear what we gave him?” Roman asked, rubbing his hands together, equally excited as I was.

“If he didn’t, we could change our plans.” I replied.

“What if we wore it, but didn’t like being humiliated?” Quinn enquired.

“He wrote it in his kinks. If he didn’t like it, we should stop the scene and have plain sex.” I said, taking his hands in mine and kissed them. “Stop fretting. I’m sure he would end it, if it’s too much.”

The Pact [FM] [Vanilla] [Pussy Licking]

When you are young, you come up with many stupid ideas. Like promising things that will never ever become reality. I did that too. One girl I grew up with and me once promised each other the following: When we are grown up and old, 40 years old, and we still are single, we will marry each other.

Fast forward around 30 years. Now I was 40 years old. And single. A divorced father that shared custody for his children with his ex wife. I had the children every second weekend. They were my everything. Being a good father was my number one priority in life.

But as mentioned before, I was a lonely father. I had no real luck on the dating front, well, except some occasional hookups to cure some urges. But something long term never came out of it. One night while I was browsing a well known dating app, something came to my mind: The oath that my playground love and me gave each other decades ago. I was thinking about her for the first time in about two decades. And I got curious.

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Haven’t Had Any Complaints

My dick is nothing extraordinary. It’s slightly above average length, quite girthy, but besides that, it just looks nice. It’s smooth, proportionate, has some nice veins popping out, with a big, meaty head resting on top of a thick shaft. I’m not a bad looking guy, myself. I’m tall, handsome, have a nice smile, and a sexy voice. I get almost as many compliments on my eyes as I do my dick. Girls like me anyway, so when they find out I’m packing, they almost lose their minds.

I first noticed a change when I was going through puberty, at about 12 years old. I woke up one morning and walked past the mirror naked, caught a glimpse, and had to stop for a second. What had previously been nothing more than, let’s say, a button down there, had now taken on the shape of a duffel bag (that’s the first thing I thought of, anyway) and was hanging down over my balls. This was back in the ’90s, so internet was fairly new. I hadn’t seen a lot of porno, and the stuff I did see was just naked girls, so I didn’t have much to compare it to. In any case, I was pleased with the development.

Careful what you wish for. Part 1 of ? (Kinda Trans, but not quite. Please share in comments if you think this needs different tags.)

Justin had just got home from a stressful day at work and was enjoying a fresh porno on VHS. He had the house to himself and figured on a night of solitaire.

He had started the tape before he really got settled into the house. He was putting a few things away while the actors pretended to have some actual story to tell, not just another fuck fest. A hot young woman, wearing a very short, very tight uniform, carrying a pizza, rung the doorbell. A strong handsome man answered the door in nothing but a bath towel.

Justin chuckled a little, went to his bedroom where he could still hear their flat pre-fuck conversation.

He stripped down to nothing, but put on a loose pair of fleece shorts, leaving his swinging penis mostly free.

By the time he got ready to sit down in the living room, the pizza girl was naked on her customer’s couch getting her pussy eaten by an eager man. The camera angle switched to an inconvenient shot that the actor certainly had to work around. It’s really hard to get a good shot of a pussy when there’s a man’s head blocking it.

The Masturbation Do-Over [MF]

The last time I saw Lynn, she was masturbating to a photo. A photo of me.

We were in college and worked together on the student newspaper. I often went to the office late at night when no one was around to get some work done.

On this particular night, the door was slightly ajar, so I quietly peeked in just in case someone was robbing us. Nothing like that. In a chair in front of a computer was Lynn. Leaning back in nothing but a long white t-shirt, masturbating to a photo of me on the screen. It was just a candid photo. Not risqué or anything. I had never seen a woman masturbate, let alone to me so this was incredibly sexy for so many reasons. To say I was aroused would be an understatement, especially judging by the now massive bulge in my pants.

Now you’d think a college guy standing there all nice and hard would have made my presence known and this story would turn out like the hottest letter to Penthouse Forum.

Nope. Didn’t happen. And it was all my fault.

I came.

Yep. Right there.

The Wingman. Chapter Two: Sam [M/F] [Female POV: Candid Dialogue] [Friends to Lovers] [FWB] [Flirty] [Weed] [Blow Job] [“Fuck Me”] [Casual] [Tease] [Pinned Wrists] [Riding] [Shared Orgasm]

**Disclaimer: This is my [OC] published work of fiction which is not to be duplicated or shared to other platforms without my consent. All characters depicted are 18+ as should be the audience. Thanks for reading and enjoy.**

Chapter Two: Sam’s Perspective

So there I was at this bar, cornered by this guy trying to hook up with me. Some nameless weenie I got stuck talking to because of my roommate and her asshole boyfriend. I’m annoyed. Those two are morons. They fight and make up. Break up and make up. She never shuts up about it. It’s always drama. They wanted to go out tonight, she hounded me to come.

“Come on! It’ll be fun.” She pleaded.

So I caved. As standard procedure, these assholes get into a fight the minute we walk in the door then proceed to spend most of the night in the corner arguing. Enter stage right on cue, whatever his name is, “Dan”….”Dave”. I can’t remember what he said, I was barely listening.

I tried to be polite and blow him off nicely. Start that walk away method, planning to hit him with a “ok nice to meet you” as I escaped. It didn’t work, he followed along.

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I fucked my coworker in public after hearing about her deadbeat bf [MF]

One Friday after closing the restaurant, I went to a bar with all of the staff. I was really into the 39yr old waitress who was complaining about her deadbeat bf all night. We were the last 2 out and at around 5am, started making out at the bar. We went outside and I pinned her against the brick wall while I groped her through her sundress. She eventually dropped to her knees and started sucking me in broad daylight. We started walking towards her house when she remembered her bf was there sleeping. We were too drunk and horny to stop ourselves so we ended up fucking on her neighbor’s porch.

A few months later we were at a cookout that our boss hosted. I was with my new gf and she was with the same deadbeat bf. She was really good about playing it cool. At one point everyone started heading inside to help bring dishes in. Once we were alone outside I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. I walked up to her and only gave her enough time to let out a half-hearted “wait” before I stuck my tongue down her throat and grabbed her between the legs. She spun around and started grinding her ass against me. Eventually we heard people starting to come outside and got ourselves under control. We never finished what we started that day and there’s been powerful sexual tension ever since.

Labor day Weekend

Wow, what a weekend I had with Jesse. From Friday till last night was EPIC!!!
We went to bars and drank so much. People got flashed by us.

What I love about Jesse is she’s not afraid to show her affection toward me in public. She loves to be hands-on 😘. Plus, I love the attention she gives me. She’s awesome.

At one bar, we were. I gave Jesse a lap dance. Due to my feeling drunk, it was one sexy lap dance. I rubbed my tits on her face, then turned around and started grinding on her thigh. At one point, I removed my thong and stuffed it in her mouth.

We even had a crowd cheering lmao, which turned me on even more. We both were enjoying the excitement. Few guys bought us drinks, thinking they would be lucky enough to take us home. Which we politely declined.

After everything settled down, Jesse and I were about to leave when an old college roommate approached me. At first, I didn’t recognize her because I hadn’t seen her in almost twenty yrs. And she looked different; she dyed her hair, gained more weight, and was very curvy in the right places—freaking hottie.

Threesome with lesbian friend and wife. 36M, 25F, 33F. [MFF]

It was a girl I knew. We always got along so well, despite our age difference. She was a really pretty, tiny thing with an amazing figure. She was a lesbian so it was all very platonic between us but we could talk about anything and became very comfortable with one another. I always told her that she reminded me of my wife and that they would get along great, little did I know, lol.

She started coming over to hang out with us on weekend nights and at first it was very innocent. They did get along very well together, the 3 of us would go out together on basically dates. I would pay for dinner and drinks, we’d come back to our place and talk and hang out for hours.