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Secret society writing prompt

I wrote this as a writing prompt, if you’re interested write what happens next and then comment a link to it.

You’re walking through the woods, playing with your best friend of 18 years when suddenly they take a wrong turn on a branch and fall down, but then fall through the brush and fall down a dark pit, you don’t see or hear them, but you know they’re alright, you know this because you see the mark of a secret order next to the hole, a secret order you belong to. You’ve got to rescue your friend, but your worried you’re already too late. You rush to the closest secret entrance and type in your pass code. You make your way down to the meat vaults where the sluts at kept. Rows upon rows of sluts clamped at the waist into the wall, legs forcibly spread, this is where they must wait, and then be fucked by whatever member ends up choosing them. 3 months of this is the first part of the process in turning them into the groups loyal sex slaves. You search the asses for the ass of your friend, finally after a lot of close inspections, and a few awkward conversations, you find your friend. You must get them out of here. Although you don’t see why you can’t have a little fun first.

My Best Friend Jenny [M/F]

Jenny plopped down on the couch beside me and put her beer down on the table. In a well practiced move she handed me my beer while I handed a controller back to her.

“What’s next?” she asked and took a sip from her beer.

I though for a second and said, “Street Fighter? Or Gears maybe?”

“Gears sounds good to me,” was her answer and she put down her beer.

Jenny was short for Jennifer and she had been my closest friend since the first year of high school. We had both been outcasts back then and found each other one day walking home from school. She had been walking in my direction and struck up conversation with me. I was not used to anyone, much less a girl, just randomly talking with me.

We quickly found that it was much easier talking to each other than anyone we knew of our own gender and we rarely spent a day apart after that. Our mothers spent a long time thinking we would be sure to marry each other one day, but they just didn’t understand the kind of friendship we had. Read more »

My First Orgasm (My First Cock | Part 2) [Str8] [Mf] [Young] [Incest] [Step B/s]

*The following story is a sequel to My First Cock. If you haven’t read the original installment yet, I highly recommend you check that out first. I’ll post a link to it in the comment section.*

# My First Orgasm

*I was barely aware of what I was doing.*

I had one hand gripping the spoon that was dug into my now soggy cereal. My free set of fingers were slowly trailing up my thighs, gently brushing the fabric of my white, floral, summer dress and inching their way towards my aching, little cunny. Soon, I felt the soft, stripey panties that covered my tender twat. I circled my finger tip over them, longing to pull the material aside so I could feel my raw touch on my bare kitty.

“ELLIE!!

I damn near jumped out of my skin.

“You okay, sweet-pea?” My mother asked. “I kept calling you but you were ignoring me. You looked like you were in a trance or something.”

I stirred the spoon around in my bowl. “I was just … day-dreaming.” Read more »

My [M]36 rendezvous with a work colleague [F]43. Part 2

Kelly was planning a work return to my city in two weeks. She asked me if I’d be available to grab dinner and, if so, what night(s) I’d be available. My cock stiffened at the thought of a dinner across the table from this mysterious and clearly-oversexed, foreign woman. I offered up Wednesday. Kelly had other ideas. She suggested that we aim for Saturday evening. We could meet for a drink and go from there. The next two weeks were filled with anticipation as my head filled with thoughts of what might potentially happen with Kelly. Despite her overt sexual comments, I still worried that I might be misreading her or that perhaps her husband only allowed her to play with other women. I passed the days lubing up my cock and daydreaming of Kelly partaking in NSP and whatever events were about to come my way. Read more »

Groping you at a concert

I see you at a crowded concert. You look like you’re alone. I shove my way through the crowd and stand right behind you, pressed against your back, breathing on your neck. I lightly rub your ass with my fingers. I sniff your hair and poke your ass with the bulge in my pants. Your thin skirt means you can feel everything. I hear you gasp, but you don’t resist, so I rub your ass lower and lower, creeping toward your pussy.
People around don’t seem to care. They think you’re my gf, but I’m just some strange old man, thirty something. You feel my cock jump as I get closer to your cunt. I feel your dampness. You like this. Read more »

That time I creampied a stranger on an airplane. [MF][Public Place][First Person]

My first international flight was about as boring as I had anticipated. It was about 2 am and the cabin lights were dim. Almost everyone was asleep. It was quiet, except for the occasional cough or baby crying. I could never sleep on planes. I wasn’t sure how I got so lucky as to have an empty seat. A whole empty row, and the one behind it too, in fact. At least I had no one drooling on me or snoring in my ear. Were international flights always this empty?

There was an attractive brunette with short hair in the row in front of me, to my left in the isle seat. She was travelling with a couple of older relatives it seemed. We had shared a couple glances, but she had seemed distracted for most of the flight. She must of run out of stuff to do, she was starting to seem bored. We locked eyes for a minute and my adrenaline, testosterone, and lots of other hormones spiked. I smiled. She came back to my seat and asked if I had any spare batteries. This kick started a casual conversation about the usual. We talked quietly to avoid waking anyone. Read more »

Never Did Get To The Pool, Part II

Never Did Get To The Pool, Part II

Part One here:

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Simon turned off the shower and stepped out, pulling a warm towel from the rail. He turned to me and told me to put a foot up on the edge of the bathtub. I did as he said, lost as to what he was planning. Without a word, he began to dry me off, moving gently and slowly up my leg. I switched feet at his request, and watched as he patiently worked his way up again, moisture still glistening and beading on his own skin. For an instant, I felt the skin of his fingertips brush against my inner thigh – then he took my hand as I stepped out and onto the bathroom floor. His arms wrapped around me and draped me in the towel, his hands pushing it up and down my body. He was pressed against me now, my belly and breasts separated from his torso only by that single layer, our body heat drying us both at once.

UNCOVERED

I turned over, briefly waking up to the loveliest sight: ambient light from the night pouring through our bedroom window and cascading onto your naked, perfectly-curved and exposed body. Oddly, you weren’t under the blankets, per your normal routine because you are easily chilled. I must have tired you out to the point that you didn’t care, or you were still warm from what we did a few hours ago. Nevertheless, I was more than happy with the scene you were giving me. The cool bedroom air caused goosebumps to populate every square inch of your uncovered body, and I swear this is nothing less than some Artist-designed scene because this could not be more perfectly staged.

Careful not to disturb you, I rise to my knees and sit with my hamstrings pressed against the back of my calves. My diamond-hard cock has already decided what I’m going to do, evidenced by the precum that leaks from my thick, dark-crimson head. But, I have to study you for a while longer. You. Look. Absolutely. *AMAZING*. Read more »