I’m [f] obsessed with wet panties and stuffing them in me.

So the panty fetish is easy one to explain. I have a very grooly pussy. Its always wet and every time I get turned oned(which happens all the time) it gets creamy and would start to drip out. So I like having wet panties.

So what makes me a crazy person is I stuff my holes with panties. So let me explain. I always have a panty in my pussy, always! When I go to sleep I have the panty that I’m going to wear to the office next day. And when I pull out that panty I would stuff another one in there and would go to work.

I’m not exaggerating when I say I always have a panty in my pussy. I like that pussy smell. My favorite is when my bf fuck me I still keep a panty stuffed in me. I really like when he cum inside my ass. So when if we are doing anal that day, after cleaning up yhe hole I would stuff another panty in their and ask him to fuck me.

[MFF] The Wedding Plan: Something Borrowed [Cheating] [BDSM] [DDlg] [cuck] [exhibitionism]

“This is crazy.”

I laughed.

“It’s your wedding day,” I said. “Of course it’s crazy.”

As the Bride, you still needed to be in your fluffy white dress, bouncing around the reception. The first dance, cutting the cake and throwing the flowers were still on the agenda. Somewhere in this madness, you were hoping to have a second to gather your thoughts.

You were always the good girl. You focused hard in college and didn’t bother dating. Your best friend Bethany swore that you had no social life whatsoever, always turning down double-dates and parties.

That bitch confessed that she was worried you would still be a virgin in your 40s, given that you never got out and mingled.

Bethany didn’t know what the fuck she was talking about.

We met your freshman year of college. I was already nearly twice your age, deep in the “creepy” range of age gaps. But you knew. You knew that you were *really* attracted older men, and curious about kink.

I wasn’t even your first.

The innocent virgin that Bethany thought you were is a complete fabrication. You were just a discrete, smart slut.

Fuck Her Until She Loves You (temporary non-con, harem)

*Every character in this story is 18+.*

It’s not a cult. I don’t know why I even need to clarify this. I did come back from the dead, yes, but that’s not that uncommon nowadays with shock paddles and CPR. I’m just a guy who made a more-than-full recovery after a car accident.

Like puppies hearing the jingling of their master’s keys, the entrance to my apartment was crowded with excited girls on their knees. I’m their whole world. They cook and clean. They wax their pussies and put on subtle makeup to make their eyes and lips pop just for me. They buy obscenely sexy outfits for me to enjoy for a few minutes before they find themselves on the floor. Yet I don’t remember all of their names.

[MF] My continued relationship with an older woman. Reupload

Due to multiple requests, I have decided to write more details about the experiences myself and Diana shared. As you know Diana although was 55 years old and two children was very sexually inexperienced. To her sex was just missionary and the occasional blowjob, she had never received oral or tried new positions. Her husband had left her for a younger woman. Diana she was lonely, depressed and hugely lacking in self-confidence.

About one month into our sexual relationship, we started to try new things, up until this point it just been missionary sex usually followed by me going down on her. Diana still wasn’t very good at what I would consider dirty/sexy talk. Her way of asking for sex would be ‘Do you want to go upstairs?’. I would drop her off after work, she would invite me in for a cup of tea and we would kiss and cuddle and sometimes she would ask if I wanted to go upstairs. I never said no.

Diana wasn’t comfortable with the lights on during sex so after one session and we were both snuggled in bed. I asked her “Wouldn’t you like to try it with the lights on”

A conversation with the boss I used to fuck [FM]

*What’s sad is that this is the most civil conversation we’ve ever had.*

V: I’m recording

B: Ok…

V: I am very surprised you agreed to this.

B: It’s anonymous, right?

V: Yeah. What are we to each other?

B: Nothing. We never talk. We’re only here now because of this Christmas party I had to go to for work.

V: Are you drunk?

B: Only a little.

V: What WERE we then?

B: You were my girlfriend for about 6 months. Actually I don’t know how long. The lines were a little blurred.

V: Did you love me?

B: Did you love ME?

V: I was passionate about you. Yeah, I think I loved you. That’s the only way I can explain why we stayed together that long.

B: I have other theories.

V: Oh really?

B: I think you stayed with me for so long because you were an unhappy person and deeply insecure.

V: That’s funny. You seemed pretty fucking unhappy.

Losing It – Part 7[FF][Dickgirl/Futanari][Oral][Teasing][Bullying]

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# Chapter 7⸻Nightmares

I’m not sure what woke me up. I’m not even sure how I ended up getting downstairs and back into Millie’s bed, to be honest. But when my half-asleep eyes finally peeled open, the silhouetted form that greeted me was impossible to mistake. It seemed that Lizzie and Kim were having a little trouble sleeping as well.

They had taken the opposite side of Millie’s king size and laid opposite us with their heads near the foot of the bed. And they were making themselves at home, to say the least.

Kim had her panties around one ankle, laying on her side while Lizzie held her other leg in the air. Her shirt was pulled just above her nipple line, and Lizzie’s free hand occasionally took a break from gripping Kim’s neck to handle her exposed breasts. Her hair was braided into low pigtails, which had been brought around her head and tied behind to serve as a makeshift blindfold.

Losing It – Part 7[FF][Dickgirl/Futanari][Oral][Teasing][Bullying]

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# Chapter 7⸻Nightmares

I’m not sure what woke me up. I’m not even sure how I ended up getting downstairs and back into Millie’s bed, to be honest. But when my half-asleep eyes finally peeled open, the silhouetted form that greeted me was impossible to mistake. It seemed that Lizzie and Kim were having a little trouble sleeping as well.

They had taken the opposite side of Millie’s king size and laid opposite us with their heads near the foot of the bed. And they were making themselves at home, to say the least.

Kim had her panties around one ankle, laying on her side while Lizzie held her other leg in the air. Her shirt was pulled just above her nipple line, and Lizzie’s free hand occasionally took a break from gripping Kim’s neck to handle her exposed breasts. Her hair was braided into low pigtails, which had been brought around her head and tied behind to serve as a makeshift blindfold.

Anal. Finally! [f][m]

It’s been 10 days since I’ve had anal. My husband has gotten so much use out of my pussy and mouth and has also taken good advantage of all of Ivy’s holes.

I’ve been trying to be a good girl and not question his choices (after all, my number one priority is to be of service to his needs) but today I broke down and asked him why he hasn’t used me for anal.

He said, “because you haven’t asked why.”

I told him, “but I have asked for it. You always say no.”

“No,” he said. “You haven’t asked why. I wanted to see how long it would take you to ask why.”

He then ordered me to strip naked. I did as I was told then he grabbed me, flipped me around and forced me onto the floor on my hands and knees before undressing himself and crouching down over me. He rubbed his dick on my wet pussy before sliding it inside me just long enough to lube himself up.

“You ready, slut?” he asked me. I couldn’t even answer before he was pushing his dick inside my ass. “Fuck… your ass is so tight right now.”

Snow Story [M/F 30s][outdoors][anal][pee]

So there we were, trudging through the deep snow, heading back to our cabin. You led the way and I followed in your tracks, occasionally stumbling, my eyes naturally following the delightfully rolling swell of your gorgeous ass in those skin-tight ski pants as you stepped high through the snow…

We stopped for a moment at the edge of the frozen lake. Your face flushed a delightful pink from the exertion, our breath clouding in the cold and mingling together like wraiths of dragon smoke. Fingers and all extremities so chilled as we gazed out over the white winter wonderland ahead of us, the welcoming warmth of our cabin now only a few hundred metres ahead of us on the lake shore.

I turned and took you in my arms… alone in this winter wilderness we kissed so long and intensely, the passion coursing through us and bringing heat to our lips as we kissed on and on, communicating so much feeling, so much excitement through the touch of our lips.. You reached down between us and cheekily caressed the stiffening length you found there, your questing fingers tracing its shape, urging it on as it swelled and grew to stand out beneath your dancing fingers… I could only reach down and stroke between your legs in turn… What a delight to feel the soft humid warmth there through the sheer ski pants, their lycra stretched so tight against your puffy mound and outlining its deep groove so delightfully…

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