So too start this conversation, I used to webcam and do dildo play almost everyday for 2 months. Then months later got into a relationship. During the first 4 months of my gf and I’s Relationship I was horny one night and downloaded Grindr. I met with a guy out front of my house in his car. Within 5 minutes we hopped in the back of his car and I bent over , pulled my sweatpants down and he slapped my ass and squeezed it. And suddenly I said “no I can’t do this I’m not gay.” That was the first and last time I ever did that. Now when me and my gf bang I think of a guy fucking me same time. What the heck is going on with my brain lol?
[MF] [wm/bw] The Conqured Queen
This story is part of a longer fic that I’m working on. It started out as a idea for a short scene and then that scene changed and evolved and now I’m in the last stages of working on the story. But I though I would at least share this scene.
Chieftess Naketa” Will said causing Naketa to jump slightly from where she was focused on her work at the small table that sat off to one side of her large European style tent. Naketa turned around with a confused look on her face. That had sounded like Will’s voice but he never called her Chieftess when they were alone. And his voice had sounded so dominate, like she was one of his soldiers to boss around. Will had never spoken to her in that tone though now a part of her was wishing he had.
[M4F] Touching yourself….go ahead, its the right thing to do!
Follow each direction, and take your time! Enjoy yourself!
Lay down in bed and take off your clothes. Now take a deep, slow breath. Tell yourself that within the next 10 min. you will orgasm. While imagining that post-orgasm feeling, inhale slowly and then exhale just as slowly.
Take the tips of your right fingers and gently start at your forehead and trace down your nose, over your lips and chin. Imagine a tall sexy man standing naked before you. Keep going down your neck in between the middle of your breasts, over your stomach, and belly button. You can see his broad shoulders and muscular chest. When you reach your waste run the tips of your fingers left and right a few times going from your left hip to your right hip and then back again. You look down his stomach and abs to his naked hard cock.
New Orleans Fling (long) [MF] [FF] [FFM]
Vacation sex always feels somehow more decadent than at home, as if a strange place and strange bed encourages a change from the usual – even when the usual is fantastic. We had been in New Orleans for a couple days when a late night out listening to amazing music had left me completely exhausted. ‘Totally worth it,’ I thought sleepily, as I curled into Erik’s warm arms. ‘I’ll make it up to him tomorrow,’ I promised myself, and drifted off to sleep.
I had been having the most amazing dream and felt like I was on the edge of cumming, but as I slowly came awake I realized that it was no dream – there was a hand on my pussy gently playing with my clit and a hand on my nipples, twisting and pinching lightly. Erik must have realized I was waking up because he lightly nipped at the back of my neck. “Good morning, sleepyhead. I decided it was time to wake up.” With his body pressed against me I could feel how hard he was and realized that with as wet as I was, he must have been playing with me for a while. I turned to face him but he stopped me and pulled me closer, grabbing my leg and pulling it over his so I was even more exposed. His fingers moved faster as he kissed and bit my neck and I started squirming against him.
Watching my cousin jilling herself [MF]
This happened several years ago about two years after my divorce from my first wife. After my ex cheated on me, I had lost all desire for any form of intimate contact. She was my first sexual experience and we were together just shy of 20 years. Our sex life wasn’t anything spectacular. As hard as I tried, I could never convince her to try anything new in bed or even wear sexy underwear. She wouldn’t even masturbate either in front of me or in private. So aside from fantasies and porn, my experience was very limited.
I had been living single in a two bedroom apartment for about a year and a half and was adjusting to bachelor life again. I had a few dates here and there but nothing very serious. At the time of the divorce, I was 40 years old. Not too muscular but not too flabby. Some grey hairs were creeping into my beard. Some of my co-workers said it made me “distinguished”, whatever that meant. I decided that I would just enjoy rediscovering who I was.
[M] [F-solo] [voy] [inc] “Am I pretty?” (Part 1)
Some of us have Secrets. The big, heavy, burdening kind of Secret. Those, you wouldn’t tell anyone, ever, not without a lawyer and probably not even with a lawyer.
But most of us have secrets, with a lowercase s. Those, you’d tell a trusted friend, a therapist. Those are the dark, vulnerable side of who we are. In a sense, they shape us, in a deep, intimate, private, and thus ever so powerful kind of way.
I had just one such secret. I had a daughter. And I had left her. I had walked out of the house 20 years before, and never looked back. Why? I was scared. I was “scared shitless”, to use a technical term. Fatherhood was not for me, it turns out.
I was not married to her mother, and we had grown distant in the years since Blair was born. The fights were constant, and increasingly loud, and I felt it was only a matter of time before one of us gave in to violence. My daughter did not deserve that environment. And I felt I bore most of the guilt for it. That I was the one that hadn’t adjusted. And that Laura would do just fine on her own. So, I took out half my savings from the bank, left them in an envelope, wrote a farewell letter, and walked out.
Red Goblin Rising
tags: *fantasy, interracial, older male/underage (11yo) females*
Before the 20th of March, 2014, my life had been quiet and rather dull. That’s how I liked it: quiet and peaceful, punctuated only by the rapturous, almost orgasmic, discovery of human valuables that allowed me to live luxuriously (by goblin standards).
I am a red goblin, which is a rare species of goblin. Most of my kind are some shade of brown, purple, or green. The most significant difference between red and other shades of goblins is our willingness to share what we have gathered (stolen). That is probably what killed off all the red goblins: too much sharing. I am the last one alive.
My family lived in an abandoned coal mine when I was young – I was born there, in the dark. An explosion of dynamite brought the mountain down on my family. I was the only one who survived. I left the rubble that used to be my home to live in the nearby woods, venturing out only under the cover of night to sneak into houses and steal what people valued.
Is Jessica A Goddess (part one)
The house was empty. Lonnie had gone for a night out with the guys, and I stayed because I really needed to finish working my nearly overdue tax return. I did all of the paperwork to find out what deductions I’d get this year, but the tax laws had changed and my gifts to help others weren’t high enough to be able to allow them to count/ So, after all of that work, I used the lousy standard deduction.
I heard the front door open and expected to see Lonnie returning early. Wroooooooooong! It was Jessica. I asked, “What are you doing home so early?” She smiled her amazing smile that always seems to melt me, somehow, and replied, “I was sent home because I’ve been picking up too much overtime and so I was sent home for tonight. Happy to see me?”
I smiled, saying: “Anytime you’re by my side is a great moment, for me.”
“That’s what I need to hear, love,” Jess replied. As she walked up the stairs, she was undressing…first removing her shirt and then the bra that she hated to wear. She quickly turned toward my smiling face, insisting, “I need you, now. I don’t care about anything else in all the world except feeling you naked by my side.”
Breeding, rapeplay, soft femdom, gangbang, bisexual, switch
My hands are tied together by a pretty ribbon above my head. My legs are spread far apart for my slaves to lap at my pussy. This pleases me. They know my rules: they may not please themselves. They must worship me alone, and they are never to pleasure themselves without my permission. My favorite little slave kisses my soft inner thighs, relishing in my moans and gasps. Her tongue edges to my mound and she begins to lick my wet pussy. Two of my other slaves watch and await orders. I order the tall one to kiss my feet and the other, the uncut one, to massage my breasts. My little girl kisses orgasm after orgasm out of me. As I’m on the verge of my next, she suddenly gets off my pussy. “I didn’t order you to stop.” I warn her, the little brat.
“You’re in no position to tell me what to do.” She giggles. The uncut slave massaging my breasts stops. “I’ve been wanting to say that.”
He starts to stroke his quite long cock.
“What are you doing? I will lock your cock in its cage, if I wish.”
“Oh but you can’t” he says in a low, hungry, dangerous voice.
My demonic little brat takes control.
“The real question,” she quipps, “is who is going to ride her face first.” She laughs. “Of course it’ll be me, I want to ruin her pretty make up before either of you.”
The tall one smiles. “You ride her face. I’m going to give her the cumload she forced me to save. She hasn’t touched my cock in weeks. I’m going to flood that pussy”
“No you cant!” I exclaim, suddenly afraid of my hot, vengeful slaves. “I’m not safe right now!”
My uncut slave practically gasps. He and the tall one are so obviously turned on by my ovulating pussy. They can’t wait to fill me with their seed and impregnate mistress. I will lash them until their backs bleed for such a sin.
The tall one strokes himself. His cock already hard, swollen, and leaking precum. My little bitch slave wraps her pretty thighs around my head. I can’t resist the sweet smell of her. She’s already wet and pink with anticipation. She’s too irresistible not to eat. I accept her pussy lips on my mouth with long sucking kisses. Invading her little hole with my tongue. The more I give my naughty little girl, the more she presses herself into my mouth. Just as she starts to moan, I feel my tall slave rub his cock head into my clit. Unleashing a little spasm of pleasure, surprise and fear. I try to scream but my sounds are lost in my slave’s sweet pussy.
“Ooh I think she likes it,” he growls.
My little bitch slave starts to moan. “Oh yes. I’m getting close.” Her pussy is so wet. The uncut slave rubs her ass. “Cum, baby. I want to use her mouth next.”
The tall one slides inside me easily, every movement eliciting pleasure and fear, but I’m so open and wet, I can’t force him out. Soon he’s taking me slowly and deeply. I can’t help but moan into my little girl. My little brat lets out a soft scream when she cums. Her juice soaks my mouth. As her climax subsides, she lifts herself off and my uncut slave takes no time in slipping his cock in the wetness of her pussy still on my mouth. My tall slave bottoms out in my hole. He groans and relishes the sweet kiss of my cervix on his sensitive head. It feels so unexpectedly good. Unwillingly, I open my mouth in a gasp as he does this, and my uncut slave lodges himself in my mouth. I play with his foreskin as he forces himself in my dirty mouth. “Suck,” he orders. I obey because if I resist I will most certainly be tortured by my treacherous slaves. As I suck him, the tall slave groans. I can feel him getting close to bursting and filling me with seed. I try to speak, but the uncut slave gags me with his large cock. My eyes fill with tears from their deep penetration. Just then I feel his cock explode and the torrent of semen fills me. He groans as more spurts paint my insides white with sticky cum. The feeling of being flooded makes me writhe and squeeze on him as I orgasm. It’s so fucking much. I didn’t know men could cum like this. And I didn’t know I would want to pull all of it into my womb. I want to cum again and suck it all in. As he pulls out, some of his jizz leaks into a puddle under my pussy. I moan involuntarily as he withdraws. “Finally,” the throatfucker says. “I’ve waited so long to fuck your pussy.”
As he dismounts my face I see my two slaves making out in the corner. “I can’t believe you came in me,” I moan, utterly destroyed, my makeup running. My pussy covered in sticky semen. He wastes no time sliding in and fucking me deep and fast. “I want to hear you moan because of my cock. Beg for me to cum in you.”
“No,” I moan. “Please I’m unprotected, do you want to knock me up?”
“Yes. I want to knock you up. I’m going to put my babies in you. His seed makes pretty good lube, Mistress, but I’m going to be the one that gets you pregnant tonight.”
He presses his body on top of mine and bruises my neck with sucks and bites. He knows how much that turns on his mistress. His cockslave. His kisses on my neck melt into a submissive cum-hungry cockwhore.
“Please cum in me. Please please cum in me.” I can’t keep my orgasm at bay anymore and neither can he. Like he promised, he seems to ejaculate a gallon of hot cum in me. We make out passionately and he stays inside until he goes soft several minutes later.
“You love my cock mistress. I’m happy you’re going to let me fuck you pregnant.”
Quick Stop
He pulled at the white button up that clung to him with sweat as he put another magazine on the shelf. Squinting through the bright light he could see the brightness of summer was already in full bloom outside. He placed the last magazine on the shelf stood from the hunched position he was in and stretched his arms and back. Reaching back he grabbed the cart and pushed it down the the aisle.
When he rounded the aisle he found a old lady looking at one of the shelves.
“Mrs. Nakajima, what are you doing back here?”
“Ah Devin, I was looking for you when I got distracted by the way this shelf was organized.”
“Would you like me to reorganize the shelf?”
“Not today, it’s too hot in the store with the A/C being out. I want you to finish the restocking and take off. The A/C should be fixed tomorrow so when you come back from your weekend it should be much easier to work.”
“Are you sure? It’s not too bad.”
“Kid you are sweating through your shirt, go enjoy the sunshine somewhere that doesn’t feel like a sauna.”