I [f]ucked [m]y cousin’s ass on a dare over the weekend.

My cousin and I have always been close, and there were a few times in our younger years where we got sexual with each other. But there was never any penetration. That is, until Saturday.

I am actually visiting with her now, and over the weekend she had some friends over. She loves to cook and always has lots of wine and other booze on hand. I’ll spare the dinner banter, but I will say that it was during dinner that sensual topics began to be touched on.

After dinner we started playing scrabble, a favorite of ours. Of course naughty words were bing put down left and right. One of my cousins friends happened to lay down the word fuck through the word cousin. My cousin is a silly ass drunk, and she blurted out, “hey……, I think she wants us to fuck!”

Playing along I said, “alright, let’s get on the couch and go.” Just messing around really. My cousin is beautiful, but it has been a long time since we last fooled around. I didn’t think anything of it at the moment, but she blurts out, “well I’m not one to turn down a dare!”

Stranger on the bus [rape] [non-con] [first time] [creampie)

All characters in this story are 18 or older. This all fantasy. If this could trigger you I would advise you not to read this story. I do not condone rape in any kind. This is my first time writing erotica and I hope you enjoy

A cold breeze ruffled my hair as I quietly waited at the bus stop. I silently cursed the stupid school officials who made us wear these ridiculous skirts. In the distance I see the bus approaching the stop. My heartbeat quickened. I have some very bad memories from the rides of this line. Terrible ones. But my family can’t afford a taxi and it’s too far to walk to granny’s place. So I always take the bus.

The ride is still a bit empty. I quickly scoot towards the back and get a seat at the window. We pass a few stations before we halt at a rather busy stop. Lots of people get one and the bus is getting packed.

My [M] crazy massage session with the therapist’s [F] daughter

I have this masseuse I see a couple of times a month, she is about 45 or so, on the chunky side but her hands are magic. Price it right, too, $50 for a full hour which often goes longer. Her name is Samantha but she prefers Sam, and not even one time has she ever done anything that would not be considered perfectly legitimate.

Last week was my regular scheduled appointment, I arrived and was greeted by a young woman in her early 20’s, she said her name was Lisa. She told me Samantha, her Mom, was ill and asked her to take over the sessions with her regulars. I figured why not, maybe she was good too, so I went into the little side room, undressed and got on the table under the drape.

I was always nude under the drape with Sam so I didn’t even think about that, she came in and went to work. It was clearly different, her style was much faster and not as deep, but it was OK. I even dozed off, something I do a lot when getting a massage.

Getting Laid at Bible Camp Part 2 [MF]

This story happened at a different camp than the first one where I spent the whole summer a few years earlier, with a girl named Katie.

Katie was the camp registrar for the summer, which meant she spent most of her time in the office. She was 20 years old, about 5’6″, with long blonde hair that would usually get partly bleached by the sun. Her tits were small c cups, and she had a pretty nice ass, but she would usually dress to downplay her assets. She usually wore light, loose fitting shirts and skirts that went down to just above the knee. She always seemed to have a friendly, bubbly attitude. Always friendly, but never more than that. She came from a strong Christian family and never seemed to even flirt with anyone. At least, until the party.

After the first week of camp was successfully finished, one of the staff decided to throw a bit of a party at their house. It wasn’t too far from the camp and most of the summer staff went. Noone really expected Katie to come, but I convinced her, and told her that I wouldn’t drink either if she came with me.

Something about us [B/S] [Incest] [Romantic]

[This is a repost as my old account was deleted.]

It wasn’t the first time this had happened. We messed around as kids sure, playing doctor. I would always be the patient and she would be the doctor. She would always have me strip down and lay on the divan in her bedroom and she would examine me from head to toe with her toy stethoscope, always with a serious look upon her face. She always took it so seriously, but at the same time, she was so caring, loving…tender. 

As we grew, so did our games. Always when mom and dad were out of the house, we would take turns hiding while the other sought them out, leaving a trail of clothes behind as clues. The loser always had to kiss the winner. She used to lose on purpose i swear, she was always one step ahead of me. I still remember the last time we played, I found her panties on the hallway floor outside the airing cupboard. I froze on the spot, in awe. I bent down slowly and picked them up, white and pink stripes with a small frilly detail on the edges. They were still warm and I could feel a dampness in the crotch. I lifted them to my lips and I could smell the sweetest musk from them, like nectar. She was close. 

Pet Adrianna

Este cuento fue traducido usando un traductor automático y es completamente ficticio creado por la imaginación del autor. Contiene contenido para adultos y temas de violencia contra las mujeres y cautiverio. Si el contenido para adultos o estos temas te ofenden, no continúes. Este cuento está destinado únicamente a propósitos de fantasía.

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A pesar de que es 2020, soy tu ama de casa estereotipada de los años 50.  Me quedo en casa con los niños, limpio todo el día, cocino cada comida con un delantal y administro el hogar.  Me encanta el papel de la diosa doméstica y es un papel que juego muy bien.   Sin embargo, la monotonía de la vida cotidiana me deja anhelando algo estimulante que me hace sentir vivo.

Hace unas semanas, comencé a soñar despierto con lo que podría darme la emoción que anhelaba desesperadamente.  Me imaginé tener un auto deportivo y la adrenalina de conducirlo rápido.  Compré un auto muscular americano y la prisa que recibí de la fuerza presionando contra mi cuerpo, ya que aceleré sólo hizo mis deseos de búsqueda de emociones más insaciables.

Pet Adrianna NSFW

This short story is completely fictitious created by the author’s imagination. It contains adult content and themes of violence against women and captivity. If adult content or these themes offend you, do not continue. This short story is intended for fantasy purposes only.

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Even though it is 2020, I am your stereotypical 1950s housewife.  I stay at home with the kids, clean all day, cook every meal with an apron on,  and manage the household.  I love the role of the domestic goddess and it is a part I play very well.   However, the monotony of everyday life leaves me longing for something exhilarating that makes me feel alive.

    A few weeks ago, I began to daydream about what could give me the thrills I desperately craved.  I imagined owning a sports car and the adrenaline rush from driving it fast.  I bought an American muscle car and the rush I got from the force pressing against my body as I accelerated only made my thrill-seeking desires more insatiable.

My [m] freaky roomate [f] and our neighbor [f]

I recently got out of a long term relationship and I needed a place to live or crash until I found my own place that I could afford. A friend of mine suggested that a friend of hers had a two bedroom apartment and that she was looking for a roommate. I hesitated at first because I wanted my own place with some privacy but I met with her anyway and I couldn’t pass up the offer, at least for a few months.

Now me. I am in my mid twenties. 6’4 200ish blondish brown hair and blue eyes. She is in her late twenties. Her name is Jessica. Jessica IS absolutely stacked. She had big tits and an ass to match, blonde hair, blue eyes not really my type when it gets down to it. But, she was very attractive. She was pleasant to meet and seemed a little reserved at first. Long story short, I moved in and I have to admit that it was strange to have a female roommate. We both got up early for work and basically had the same routine. I would jump in the shower first then get ready and go to work. At night we would watch tv if we weren’t out somewhere. In the morning on the weekends she seemed very comfortable walking around in her pajamas or tee shirt braless. She wasn’t exactly my type but I can’t say that she didn’t get me eroused on several occasions.

F(18+)4M HACKED WEBCAM – PART 5 – THE MACHINE

I was completely exhausted, sore and broken as I laid on the floor just trying to recuperate a little of my strength when I heard the door open and then footsteps until I felt his presence over me. «You did very good little bitch, my black buddies said you were the finest piece of white ass they’d ever fucked and that’s saying a lot because they’ve raped and gangbanged hundreds of girls» he said in a proud voice and then continued but in a softer voice «I know I promised I wouldn’t hurt you anymore if you were a good girl and let the black men fuck you but a guy just offered me a fortune to try out a new machine he invented on you. He calls it the slutmaker and from seeing it, you’re not going to enjoy being on it but it’s just too much money to say no. You better rest in your cage and I’ll be back later» he finished and then took me in his arms, deposited me in my cage and locked it. I should have sobbed and cried but I was too tired and broken to care anymore. I just laid there and drifted in a fitful sleep.

Good Clean Fun

The warm water washed up my arms, dampening the front of my shirt as I leaned against the edge of the counter. Continuing as if on autopilot, my hands circled the dishes. Another one of the daily chores that continued to add up, equaling the sum of life. 

He entered the door from behind, unaware of his presence, kidnapped by my own thoughts, I was absorbed in the task at hand.

Startled out of my mental vacation, I felt his arms begin to wrap around my waist as the rest of him pressed me tight against the counter. Through the pressure, I felt his erection pressing firmly against my butt. 

The awareness of his arousal heightened my sensuality as I shift on my left leg, repositioning to kiss him. As soon as my lips touched his, felt his hand as it began to reach my breast. My nipples were erect from the dampness that was now brought cold from the air that was surrounding us.