And Along Came a Spider [oddities][voyeur][jungle][insect][vore]

He slipped down the slick, black rock and crouched on the cave floor. A good position. A good angle to look upward where the jungle daylight shone through the ceiling of the cavern. Water dripped from lush green around the edge of the hole. It tinkled into a shallow pool in the middle of the dark expanse below.

He took special notice of the web patterns woven from height to height. Where they attached. How wide they spanned. What patterns had been chosen for the deadly nets.

No sign of any spiders. Everything lay still. But that was the trap, of course. Many eyes were positioned in the dark. Waiting. Hungering. Even lusting.

A surprised shriek slashed the quiet. A shadow feathered through the light beams as a man fell through the opening and plunged twenty feet before thumping into the web. It bounced and swayed as it dissipated the impact. Many little eyes roused as the spider children already scurried from the edges toward the victim. The forest people pointed ill-prepared adventurers this way to keep the cave dwellers satisfied.

[FFM] Surprise from Wife and Sis

Typed by my cuckquean. I am not in this story, but she allowed me to share this:
This is a story of myself (Jess), my husband (Brad), and his sister (Megan). Last summer, Megan came over to our house to hang out while Brad was at work about every other day. She and I became really close during that time. With both of us being very sexually minded, we quickly began discussing sexual things (porn, fantasies, toys, etc.) This then progressed to watching porn together and eventually trading toys. Then we started using toys together and on each other. Brad had no idea.
What Brad did know was that he and I both thought Megan was super hot. We constantly role played with me playing as her. He also knew that I am a cuckquean. After a while with Megan, I told her about our cuckquean lifestyle and she was very curious about it but we sort of left it to just answering questions that she had.
In a particular act of horniness, I made a Clone a Willy of Brad’s cock and I gave it to her. Naturally, we broke it in immediately. It wasn’t until she was in the middle of her third orgasm on it that I told her she was cumming on an exact replica of her big brother’s cock. Ohhh she was so happy. She breathlessly told me how much she wished it was real. So, I hatched a plan.
When Brad got home that night, I had Megan hide and I greeted him at the door in a set of black lingerie. I told him that I had a fun surprise for him. My “shy friend” was hiding in the house and she wanted to try him out. Of course, he was thrilled. So we got him stripped and tied down to the bed with a blindfold and I got him ready. Once he was rock hard, Megan entered the room completely naked.
I will always remember the look on her face. She showed a hunger and lust that still gets me wet. She delicately took hold of his cock and I watched as she practically worshipped it. She kissed and stroked and nuzzles and sucked it until it was dripping with her spit before she got on top of him. I nibbled at Brads ear as I lay beside him and watched as she lowered herself onto my husbands thick dick and she shook as he stretched her out.
She fucked him for what felt like an eternity. All while I whispered dirty thoughts of who it might be into his ear. And every time she came, I switched it up. Finally, as she approached what I’m pretty sure was her 7th orgasm, I whispered “What if that was Megan?” He smiled and said, “Then I would have cum a long time ago.” That’s when she reached up, removed his blindfold, and moaned, “Fill me up, big brother!”
We all came then. I didn’t know if Brad would ever stop cumming but eventually, he did. That was the first time that I ate my husbands full load out of his sister’s pussy while she made out with him.

Swallowing cum on her way to Dungeons and Dragons [MF]

Maria worked in a different department with her little sister. I’m sure she felt me looking at her. She’d use my dog as an excuse to come over near my desk, always wearing a low cut tank top for me to get lost in when she bent over to dish out belly rubs. I want the belly rubs.

I found her on Instagram and made sure to obnoxiously like every post where she looked fine. Maria was a light skinned Cuban girl with a beautiful hourglass figure and strong facial features, balanced out by dark, ambivalent eyes. She blushed at a compliment.

I sent some brief dms. We chatted and agreed to grab something to eat the next day. I picked her up and the smell of a fresh shower filled my car, her jet black hair still wet. Her eyes and smile were wide. We started talking about work. We started talking about her family life. She was quick to volunteer that her dad left her mom and lived in the pan-handle. We pull into a burger spot and sat at the bar. I order a beer and she gets a coke. She says she’s not hungry. Neither am I.

Sheer Joy

My name is Hakura and I have a way of bringing sheer joy into the lives of all the gentlemen I meet. Take a look at some of my photos and you will see quite clearly for yourself why men fall in love with me on our first date. However, there is so much more to me than good looks because I have a beautiful personality too. Let me tell you about a date I had recently with a very pompous middle-aged man who thought rather too much of himself and believed that women should be in awe of him; at least, that is, until he met me.

We had a splendid lunch at The Ivy in Chelsea, during which he talked incessantly about himself in exaggeratedly glowing terms. I just smiled and nodded in agreement once in a while; after all, he was paying handsomely for my company. By the time we were having coffee, he ran out of things to say about himself, thank goodness, and actually began to show interest in me. I have a way of looking at a man which makes him feel like he is almost falling in love with me, and although this man was harder to get through to than most, he started to look back at me in a way that told me I had got the result I was looking for.

Oral examination part 2 [MF]

“John i need you to put both hands on the wall, keep them there until i tell you to move them” i put my hands where she asked me to. I felt her reach around me and grasp my manhood. I was still quite hard. She whispered that she’ll take the plug out, but i have to stay in position.

I heard the click of the lube tube again. I felt her bare hands with lube grasp my cock. She gave it a few tentative pumps followed by a twisting motion on the head. It was quite intense. I felt her face on my back as she slowly jacked me off.

“Like that” she asked? Definitely, but i had no wisecrack to say.

I felt her biting my shoulder playfully. Randomly speeding up her manual ministrations. It was good. Then she took a hold of the plug and wiggled it a bit.

“John this is probably a bit dry, i need you to face me” and i complied. My slick cock barely missing her coat as i spun around.

“Can you hand me that pillow?” I did, she dropped it infront of me and knelt on it. With her dry hand she wiped my cock with her coat.

Oral examination part 1 [MF]

Picking up where i left off.

We did have that coffee, at a starbucks of all places (yes, even non-major cities here have them in spades). Starbucks are like batcaves for aspiring professionals, can’t miss them with their giant tomes with various highlights and “im better than you looks” when you make a noise. But I digress, its a small city and she ran into a lower classman, trainee, padawan? I tried my best to look inconspicuous despite how my bottom felt. I got introduced, did the polite “i cheek to cheek” you and we got back to our regular programming.

I have to say it was like any coffee between old friends save for snippets like “how is your ass”, “shit im wet, can you smell it? I think i can smell it” and my favorite – “you still up for this? I’ll twist your balls if you say no”. I wouldn’t know if she was kidding.

Between large coffees and two cakes, she found the time to pass me a small note, it had small check boxes with random ticks and crosses. It read:

[FM] I let men talk dirty to me for hours

My story is that I love men talking dirty to me all day so much. It can often take up hours of my days. Especially if its daddy talk. I love when they do most of the talking and I can just fuel their fire.

I have some of the more hectic kinks like face fucking, choking, hair pulling, incest, sleep assault, rape play, non con, slapping, hitting, punching, and general abuse.

I’ve even trained my throat not to have a gag reflex so I can be face fucked better in real life. That also gets me so fucking wet.

I wish my partner would daddy talk with me but he says it weirds him out so I have to get it from my chats on wickr. I’ve been doing this for a couple months now and won’t be stopping.

Another sex [F]illed Day [M]

So this sort of closes off the trilogy of encounters with my sex fiend. Here are the [first](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/bfmoy7/fingering_my_fwb_in_the_back_of_the_church/) and [second](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/bfqbd7/my_sex_filled_afternoon/) parts!

So after our sex filled afternoon. I dropped her off and kissed her goodbye and went home. We continued texting, sexting and flirting for the next couple of days and even planned to hook up again but due to both our busy schedules we couldn’t. She had to fly to another state where her semester was about to start so needless to say, we were both utterly disappointed and knew we couldn’t meet up to fuck each other silly. So to back track a little, we are both from a small town so during our university breaks, we would always fly back for vacation work or just to veg out. Her university was in a larger city where we would always transit for international flights so when she flew back for semester, a little idea popped into my head – what if I spent a day in transit there before jetting off out of the country to go back to uni (I went to university overseas).

A Naked Workout is the Best Kind of Exercise [MF]

There you are at the gym five times a week. Why are you doing it? Maybe it is the fact that you like margaritas and tacos or you want to be fit. It is probably a combination thereof. You are no longer in your indestructible 20’s where you can binge and binge and still have a plump ass, perky tits and a flat tummy. Now some things are sagging, ever so slightly. However, you may just be imagining it.

You started at the gym wearing baggy shorts and an old t-shirt from when you were in a sorority. You wanted to hide your self-perceived flaws. They didn’t exist, but you believe it. You try some weights and some sit-ups and a little running on the treadmill. Months go by and you become more confident in who you are. You spring for more comfortable work out clothes since it is important to you. You even signed up for the spin class. Look at you!

Just Relax

I’m gonna strap you down to the table and slowly pull your pants down. Then I’ll gently put my tongue at the base of your penis, and slowly work my way up to the tip. Once at the tip, I’ll play with that oh so sensitive spot with my tongue for a while, keeping you right at that edge. You’ll be struggling, arching your back, screaming

“I’M GONNA CUUUM”

Then I’ll stop, leaving you without that sweet release. We’ll continue for an hour or so, until your testicles are turning purple. Then I’ll finally let you come. Your whole body will be shaking, struggling against the straps. But I’m not done yet.

I keep licking and stroking, as your penis becomes even more sensitive. You start to scream as the sensitivity becomes unbearable and turns into pain. You beg me to stop, but I’m not stopping anytime soon. You try bucking your hips, forcing against the straps, but you find yourself not being able to move. After hours of this, I finally stop, putting an end to the torture. Your body is slowly twitching as you catch your breath. I whisper into your ear

“See you tomorrow.”

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