Bible Study [MF] [fsub] [gangbang]

What follows below is fiction. It is a fantasy of mine that I just need to get out there. Hope you enjoy it. Feel free to message me if you like it. I am 25 years old.
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My name is Rachel. I was 19 when I met this guy my age at a church gathering. He introduced himself to me and I made small talk with him. His name was Mark. He was nice enough, but I didn’t really look at him in a sexual way. Every time we saw each other, we’d talk a bit. At some point, one of his friends would often say hi to us while we were talking. Then there would be a different friend. It seemed like he had a whole group of friends; he seemed popular and friendly and I began to take a liking to him.

Mardis Gras [MF][Cheating][Adultery][Cuckolding][Cuck][Affair][Facial]

Eight. No, nine. Definitely nine. Maybe, more. I had lost count of my drinks about an hour ago. It was hard to keep track when random men hand you a beer and topless women flash and grope and distract you at every turn. Before I knew it, I was one of them. Nothing but a denim mini skirt and a collection of multi-colored beads covering me. I had lost my shoes some ways back but I didn’t even care. My brunette locks were tied up in a messy bun, strands falling down my glistening face. My make-up was smudged over my milky skin and I was screaming at the top of my lungs, the atmosphere taking over my body.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye at first. Blonde hair streaked with blue, bright eyes and petite body covered only by a loose dress hanging off her shoulders exposing one breast. So confident, she wasted no time. Within minutes of making eye contact with her she was on me. My head spun with a hundred thoughts. What would my husband think? Where were my travel companions Jeff and Maria? And who was this beautiful stranger with her tongue down my throat? The alcohol jumbled these thoughts until they were hidden away deep down where they couldn’t bother me. I tasted the stranger’s sweet cherry lips and her hands soon found their way up my skirt. I gasped as her fingers slid between my moist pussy lips, exploring every fold and crevice before slipping a finger deep into my tight hole.

Mardis Gras [F][STR][Cheating][Adultery][Cuckolding][Cuck][Affair][Facial]

Eight. No, nine. Definitely nine. Maybe, more. I had lost count of my drinks about an hour ago. It was hard to keep track when random men hand you a beer and topless women flash and grope and distract you at every turn. Before I knew it, I was one of them. Nothing but a denim mini skirt and a collection of multi-colored beads covering me. I had lost my shoes some ways back but I didn’t even care. My brunette locks were tied up in a messy bun, strands falling down my glistening face. My make-up was smudged over my milky skin and I was screaming at the top of my lungs, the atmosphere taking over my body.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye at first. Blonde hair streaked with blue, bright eyes and petite body covered only by a loose dress hanging off her shoulders exposing one breast. So confident, she wasted no time. Within minutes of making eye contact with her she was on me. My head spun with a hundred thoughts. What would my husband think? Where were my travel companions Jeff and Maria? And who was this beautiful stranger with her tongue down my throat? The alcohol jumbled these thoughts until they were hidden away deep down where they couldn’t bother me. I tasted the stranger’s sweet cherry lips and her hands soon found their way up my skirt. I gasped as her fingers slid between my moist pussy lips, exploring every fold and crevice before slipping a finger deep into my tight hole.

[MF] My first trip to California and Lake Tahoe

I’ve been a long time reader here and figured it’s finally time that I stop being lazy and post some of my own experiences. This particular story happened in August of this past year. Sorry it’s so long, and please don’t judge too harshly, I’m not the best writer. Feel free to skip down below to the dotted line if you want to get right to it.

It was the tail end of August and I was on vacation in California. Born and raised on the East Coast, I’ve considered myself to be pretty well traveled, however, it was my first time in California, so I was really trying to take it all in.

The summer was a total whirlwind. Usually, the summer is a busy time of year for my work, which means I’m traveling about 3 weeks each month. I had only been home for a few days to a week since the beginning of May and my body was starting to feel the constant stress of being on the road. My mind was a completely different story though. In June, I had just gotten out of an almost four-year-long relationship that left me heartbroken. I went through the normal stages of grief that one has when they end a relationship, and though being on the road can be lonely (I usually travel with a coworker or two), it was just what I needed to get my head right after the end of my relationship.

Beyond the Rim, part 2 [MF] [sci-fi] [tentacle] [preg] [eggs] [MC]

Nerys woke up only slowly, and it was long before she could separate the dreams from reality. Wherever she was now, it was wet, dark and warm. The tentacles were all still inside her, and no part of her was free of contact with the creature. Her hands and legs, forced away from her body, were fixed by the strong, alien limbs. On her skin they felt like strand-woven flesh, soft, but with an unnerving unlike any humanoid she had ever known.

Her breasts had swollen, how large she didn’t dare imagine, and from the feeling of it were now being milked, slowly and surely, by the wet, hungry mouths of her violator.

She was aware that she wasn’t breathing, that there was nothing to breathe at all, and also, that this didn’t bother her anymore. Whatever oxygen she needed, it was finding its way into her system. Her dreams had been dark and intense, full of hungry, violent sex, and wet, squirming things, forcing themselves inside her, filling her up one by one. Most of it was a dream, and still, all of it had been real.

[MF] Reclaiming My Ex, Episode 3, Jay becomes a cocksucking goddess.

The last mind-blowing encounter with Jay and I occurred a few years ago. It was Labor Day and I had nothing to do at first, and finally I reached out to some obscure cousins to see if they wanted to hang. I brought over a six pack and they were smoking some weed. I had never smoked before, but didn’t mind joining in. It burned like a motherfucker, but I feel like it gave me a good buzz. Between my booze and smoking, I was able to sit through a terrible episode of Entourage and had a good tingle. I didn’t lose my mind with it, but it felt good.

Upon leaving my cousins, I gave Jay a call, she was at her house across town and was happy to speak and flirt with me, and I was in a pretty provocative mood. Shortly into our conversation, I decided I would drive over there without telling her, and off I went. In about 25 minutes or so I told her to come open her door, since I was there. She was amused and surprised at the same time.

I think I’m[M] obsessed

Hey everyone. I’m new here, and I’ve spent the better part of the day reading these stories, some of which relate the story I’m about to tell you.

Now, From the title you can see, I think I’m starting to become obsessed with this girl, unfortunately, or maybe fortunately for some, being attracted to this girl at all is considered taboo, because she’s my cousin. This all happened very recently, like within the last 2 years recent, and I don’t know how to put this into words but I have to get it off my chest in a place where people will listen and maybe even care. I don’t have much to say, so I’ll just get to it.

[MF] Breaking Our Little Dry Spell (Incl a pic)

The last time we had been together was weeks ago, not through choice, but life, work, illness and seemingly everything else had gotten in the way, that needed to end, we had decided, and it ended tonight. We started off calmly, making our way to bed, kissing, cuddling, then our hands went exploring and things quickly began to heat up. Our clothes, most of them at least, found themselves disregarded and cast aside, leaving me in very little and her in even less.

Her delicate red bra was quickly gotten rid of, leaving only her matching underwear as my hand started drifting, she needed relief and the responsibility, it seemed, was falling to my fingers. I slid my hand down from her perky breasts, along her chest and down past her hips, slowing down as I passed below her waist, torturing her a little. My digits were doing their work, bringing her closer and closer to climax, her pussy an oasis in the dry spell we were on our way to breaking. A few minutes passed and she was finished, her climax very successfully reached, another few minutes passed and we were going again, one climax turned into two, then three, before she turned to me and said.

Jess cu[M]s to watch Natalie [F]uck

Since Natalie and I are now in an open relationships I’ve been having a hard time not sharing my enticement with others. I of course told my best friend Jess, she couldn’t believe it till we took her out to dinner and explained. Jess was more than overwhelmed with everything we told her and probably a bit jealous. I was hoping to have this conversation with Jess lead to us having a threesome, I still occasionally day dream of her giving me head again. Unfortunately that wouldn’t seem to be the case since she’s married now. Altough she fucked a stranger on her bachelorette trip…

 

Jess and I have been texting all week in regards to our dinner conversation. She’s kept alluding that she would love to play but couldn’t imagine her husband being okay with it. I forwarded Jess a few pics of Alyssa, the I college girl I had been seeing recently. The last picture I sent her was a obscured image of her sucking on my cock. Instantly Jess replied “I know that dick!!!!” It made laugh. The banter continued until she sent me a message that got me excited. “Well is it cheating if I just watch you and Natalie Fuck? or fuck other people?” Without missing a beat I replied “Nope, same as watching porn” She replied” Sounds solid to me! let me know when!”

The Van Driver [MF]

Mark was coming to the end of his shift, he was a delivery driver for a stationary supply business. Often one of his last jobs of the day was to go around a few of the local stores where the company had staff temporarily based doing displays or promotions and give them a lift back to the depot with their equipment.

Clare was a regular pickup on these trips for Mark, and although they didn’t really cross paths in any other aspect of their work, they had gotten to be friendly over the months, even flirting a little. She was younger than Mark, perhaps 20 to his 25 and was a single mother who lived in the neighbourhood along with her two year old daughter. Mark had never heard her talk about the girl’s father, and he hadn’t asked figuring if she wanted him to know she would have brought it up by now.

It took Mark about 10 mins to help load all of Clare’s gear in the back of the van, and they set off on the twenty or so minute journey across the city to the main depot. The van was a larger model with three seats in a line in the front and Mark had gotten used to Clare opting to sit in the middle seat rather than the further away one, where most passengers sat when there were only two of them.