I [M37] Violently Fucked An Inexperienced Mormon Mom [F34][MF] Part I

*With this whole quarantine happening I thought I’d try to write an experience I had last year as detailed as possible. I mean we all have to do our part to keep each other entertained right? I did this as mostly a writing assignment for myself, but I hope it works. Also a little Walt Whitman for fun. This is part one, so dont DM me pisssed off that it didn’t fuck to completion. I’ll finish the second part in a day or two.*

Look I get it, a bar is a weird place to start a fuck-story starring a Mormon mom, but c’est la vie.

This story is more r/holyshitthatwasafunthursdaynight than r/gonewildstories, since it’s literally about fucking a woman I met at a bar, but I promised her I’d write about it, and because I’m lazy as fuck it’s taken me… oh I don’t know… 10 months? So here it is Casey. After you read this, I better get some sweet sweet noodz.

Up and Coming [MFFF], [rape], [incest], [BDSM], [M Dom], [F Dom], [Drugs], [etc.]

*Rape is wrong. This is fiction. Cheers*

Up and Coming Chapter 1

My vagina is on fire. I’m on my back with my wrists tied over my head. I’m naked. I’m helpless. My legs are open and my boy is on top of me. He is driving that huge cock into me like a mindless machine, taking me for his pleasure. I can’t stop him. This is the second time my son has raped me tonight and I know it won’t be the last.

Better me than Andrea. He raped my daughter as well. His twin. She is passed out on the large bed next to me, oblivious to what is happening to me right now and for that I am grateful. I’m sure her mind is forever scarred by what he has already done to her, and by what he made us do to each other. What *they* made us do.

*****

We were lucky. My husband is a gambler at heart. Reggie Wriggle became a congressman against the odds in a formerly purple district that was ready for change. Before that, he was just a lawyer with connections. Reg wasn’t really political when we met at Duke. What he *was* was persuasive. He just had a knack for seeing where the buttons were and knowing how to push them.

Alex’s Initiation Part 1 (fiction)

Alexandra “Alex” Palmer was on pins and needles all day in class. The girl who had just turned 18 was about to try out for the varsity high school cheerleading squad. There was only 1 position on the squad this year. She had been practicing her dance and cheer moves all summer long and was very prepared for the tryout.

Alex had long brown hair that came down to her shoulders, a sweet innocent face with freckles on her nose, nice perky B cup breasts that were just now starting to grow, and a tight round ass. Alex was considered to be real cute, but not sexy or hot. But the boys in her classes were starting to notice her a lot. She was preparing herself in the girls changing room looking at herself in the mirror. She thought about wearing makeup but decided not to. She was trying to keep her breathing calm as she got ready.

Dark Erotica: Reap What You Sow [M/f] [D/s] [Pursuit and Capture] [Sex] [Dark Themes/CNC]

The distinct noise of my instant messenger alerted me, indicating an incoming message. I maximized the window, and saw his name blinking orange on the contact list to the left of the window. I opened our conversation, my eyes scanning down until his recent message was visible.

“What are you doing?”
“Masturbating.” I typed back, hesitating for several lengthy seconds before I made the decision to press send.

I watched the screen intently, the chat indicator signaled his message being typed, deleted, typed again and deleted one more time. I couldn’t help but feel the grin tug at the corner of my mouth. I wanted his attention, and now I had it for better or for worse. Again, the screen indicated that he was typing once again.

“Bad girl.” was all he wrote, and for a moment I expected him to come charging through my bedroom door to firmly discipline me. I frowned deeply as my forehead wrinkled unhappily, feeling disappointment settling in the center of my chest. It wasn’t like him not to respond to such a claim with some anger. Breaking his rules was not something he took lightly, in fact I faced fairly harsh discipline for doing so. He wasn’t reacting. It was frustrating.

I blew a girl’s BF at her birthday party because she was a bitch to me [Revenge] [Teen]

This happened on Saturday night. This girl Becky is in my circle of friends but I am not really friends with her. She always seemed catty and judgmental.

She was having a party in her apartment for her 20th birthday. I showed up with a guy I had just started dating. He was friends with a few of my good friends’ boyfriends. When we got there, Becky made some comment like “Wow another new boyfriend” trying to imply I was a slut or whatever.

I tried to ignore it but it was gnawing at the back of my mind. Late into the night, my boyfriend was playing flip cup with his friends. Becky was holding court with her friends in the kitchen. I was trying to stay as far from her as possible by the drink table.

I started talking with her boyfriend Paul. No one could understand why Paul dated Becky. She is a 6 or 7 at best. Paul is an easy 9. That being said, he’s slept with half of campus so he’s not really the type you want to date.

[F]ufilling [M]y Ex’s Fantasy [Long]

First time posting, hope it’s enjoyed!

Two years ago I was casually seeing a guy from Bumble, but we knew of each other through mutual friends…so I was quicker to let my guard down (among other things) than I would be with a stranger. He’s a very sexual person, very experienced, and at the time enjoyed being more dominant. We never actually had sex, but after each date, we both came from each other’s oral talents.

Things ended, I wanted more and he wasn’t in a position to give me that (relationship wise), and two years later he’s now engaged. Recently, he reached out in response to some random thing I’d posted on Snapchat, totally innocent, and I responded. The door had been opened, and naively we thought we could be platonic friends.

One day, I casually mentioned I was working on a hobby of mine, and he said I should teach him. That devolved into him confessing he wanted to be submissive, with me in control of him. That quickly got my mind racing, and my pussy throbbing, and the next thing I knew, we were sexting daily. I was in total control of his orgasms and pleasure, and although it was morally wrong, we both understood it was just a physical desire.

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland Ch. 2 Voyeurism, MFFFF, MF, slight nc Mdom long tease

She came after the heavy sweep of the door into another richly paneled room, checkered red and white tile of the floor curving around the perfectly circular space. The door repeated it’s meaty click as it shut behind her, leaving Alice to wonder why (among seven dark wood doors of a perfectly normal shape and size) there was one solitary door of a height that nobody bigger than a cat could fit through.
Such an easy distraction to catch her attention, particularly as the fleeting thought passed through her head that the girl she followed so closely was nowhere to be seen.

Alice walked across the room, tucking the dainty lace gloves into the pocket of her skirt, and went to her knees next to the tiny door, further lowering herself to her elbows to gently take the knob between two fingers and twist, pulling the little door open so she could peek through the small opening.

Across The Hall, final chapter

Chapter 8

Slowly, he took a step out of the pants pooled around his ankles. Using the heels of his feet, he slipped out of each of his shoes. His hard cock swayed slightly as he headed toward their bedroom door. He unbuttoned his shirt and it unceremoniously fell away from his body.

Reaching the doorway, he found Sarah on all fours on their bed. Her legs were spread wide, her dress was hiked up to her waist, exposing a glistening cunt, and her head was between Katie’s outstretched legs, moving in slow circles.

“Master,” Katie moaned wantonly. “Just like Sarah is licking my tight little cunt, this is how Sarah taught me my oral taelnts, by licking her tight little cunt, just like she’s licking mine. Mmmm, oh yeah baby, you kiss my cunt so well.”

Holding Sarah’s head still temporarily, Katie looked over to John and cooed huskily, “She’s wet for you.”

His eyes zeroed in on Sarah’s ass. At the sound of Katie, Sarah lifted her hips up a bit more, wantonly displaying her wet slit.

Taking three steps towards the bed, he reached up and caressed her right ass cheek. Immediately Sarah pushed up against his hand encouragingly.

Samera’s Way [m/f]

There was a time in my past when I thought of becoming an erotica writer. This was first story I wrote.

**Samera’s Way**

“Damn it, Sam! Three months till the wedding and I haven’t even selected the menu yet!”

Samera sat quietly on the soft leather couch and watched in amusement as her sister searched frantically from room to room.

“What are you looking for, Joy?” she asked while popping a green apple jelly bean into her mouth.

“My caterer, Zeke, is coming over and I have to find my planning folder. I have to give him the menu selections.”

*Zeke. What a weird name for a man.* Samera thought to herself as she chewed the candy, savoring its luscious mixture of sweet and sour tastes.

Her sister stopped abruptly in front of her. She had her hands poised on her hips and her face was contorted with aggravation.

“You’ve seen my planner, haven’t you Sam?”

“Nah,” Samera replied. “It’s my eyes, remember? You said earlier that they’re getting bad due to me getting old.”

“You’ve only turned 35, Sam. Damn, can’t you take a joke?”