Jodi fulfills her incestuous fantasies, lusting after her teenager daughters. Part 5 of the Josie & Kris series (lesbian, incest, sex workers, camgirls, threesome, exhibitionism, breeding)

links for part 1-4 in the comments.

jodi sat in the corner booth of the diner, nervously brushing her strawberry blonde hair out of her face. she resisted the urge to check her phone again. normally when the 36 year old executive was here after work, she liked to look out of the window at all the people walking out enjoying the beautiful summer evening.

but today she had chosen the corner booth with no window, specifically for some privacy.

‘hi jodi,’ grinned brianna, her regular waitress as she came up to her. every time jodi saw the petite young teenager she was struck by how closely she resembled her daughter josie. the long straight red hair. the pouty lips. the small breasts and slim figure. ‘the usual today?’

‘no, brianna, just a coffee thanks,’ jodi smiled at her. ‘um, two, actually. i’m expecting someone.’

‘oh a date??’ brianna gasped. ‘jodi, who’s the lucky woman?!’ giggled the teenaged redhead as she held the menu to cover her face.

‘you’ll see,’ jodi smiled, her heart hammering in her chest. god when she laughed she looked exactly like josie.

Tormenting Sarah [Femdom] [Lesbian] [Trans] [Worship] [Bondage] [S&M] [Impact] [CBT] [Strapon] [Oral]

I first met Sarah at a BDSM club in Indianapolis. I was there with my partner, and we were both new, so nothing exciting occurred at the time. It was my first play party, and I was just exploring for then. Besides, I was a submissive myself back then, so we weren’t even compatible.

We began to talk more and eventually became good friends. And as my Domme side began to emerge more, we started to talk about potentially having a scene together. We discussed our interests and limits, and thus our first scene occurred. It was nothing too intense- some impact play, nipple torture, and pet play during aftercare. It definitely left us both wanting more- and more we would soon get.

I gazed out the front window of my home, phone in hand. I had just gotten a text from Sarah, letting me know she was almost here. Shortly thereafter, a car pulled into the driveway. I lowered the blinds on the window, and walked across the living room, crossing into the dining room.

I turned a chair towards the door and sat down. Taking out my phone, I began to type a text message to Sarah.

The time my girlfriend (21) moaned “I love you” over and over as she came [MF]

This story happened with a girl I dated for just under a year, fell head over heels in love with, and has the best sex of my life. Many of my stories will be featuring her. I do not share pictures and I will use a fake name, Alice. My fake name will be Simon.

Alice and I met at university. We did not know each other for the first two years but the third and final year our friendship and subsequent relationship flourished. The first time we had sex, I fingered her until she squirted fourteen times. I thought this was impressive until she told me, unbeknownst to me, that squirting is not the same as an orgasm. An orgasm is far, far better and far more difficult to achieve.

Our first night together was rough, quick and drunk. As the relationship went on, we started to have a variety of sex with a variety of fetishes including: Roleplay, light BDSM, domination, fem-dom, voyeurism. If you would like to hear any of these specific stories, let me know and I will write them!

Poetry & Blood Part 3.5 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Part 3.5: Questions**

**Laura**

Miss Lancaster greeted her at the Muse Session that night. “Good evening, Laura,” she said through a fake smile and gorgeous teeth.

“Hello, Miss Lancaster.” Laura felt goosebumps rise all over her body. She had to tread carefully.

“I heard you weren’t feeling well.”

“I’ve been feeling off in the morning, but once I get food in me, I feel fine.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Laura raised the stack of paper in her hands. “I got plenty of work done today though. This is the draft Miss K sent me yesterday. It’s finished.”

“Oh, wow. May I see?”

Laura handed the stack over to Miss Lancaster. The Asian woman flipped through the pages and clicked her tongue as she did. “Ah, I see.” She handed the stack back to Laura. “Unfortunately, that draft is already a little out of date.”

Laura’s heart sank. “Really?”

“Unfortunately. I believe Miss K sent it to you so you could familiarize yourself with the story, but she tossed out that version last week.”

“Oh.”

Poetry & Blood Part 3 [FF] [Mind Control] [BDSM] [Vampire]

**Chapter 3: Questions**

**Laura**

Laura was sore again the next morning. She checked her phone: 8 a.m. Better this time. No knocking on the door either. Laura stared at the landline next to her bed. She could call Nikki or Angelica to get some food. But she hesitated.

Why does she feel better at night than she does in the morning?

That’s not the flu, is it?

She picked up the phone and called Nikki.

“Hello?” croaked a voice on the other end.

“Nikki?”

“Yup.”

“Are you asleep?”

“Not anymore.”

“Sorry,” said Laura. “I thought you’d already be up and working.”

“It’s my day off.”

“Oh.” Laura chewed on her lip. She was being stupid. She should just order the same thing she had yesterday. Angelica was right. The sooner she ate, the better she’d feel.

“Do you need something?” Nikki’s voice was coming in a little clearer, a little stronger.

“To calm down, mostly,” admitted Laura.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”

The Claiming of Ashley (FM, rape, forced, rough, BDSM, fiction)

Ashley, A good looking girl with a rocking body was home alone flipping through the TV looking for something to watch. She pulled back her long blonde hair to let it hang over the side of the couch as she tried to get comfortable. She had already resigned herself to the fact that she would not be able to go jogging today due to the downpour outside. The constant wind and rain were almost deafening, even inside her home. She finally found something worth watching pulled a blanket over herself snuggling deeper into the couch.

What Ashley did not know was that her neighbor John always looked forward to seeing her running past his house with her booty shorts and sports bra. The sight always gave him an immediate hard on as her perfectly carved ass and perky tits jiggled in all the right ways. He often wondered what she looked like under those clothes. He was in a very sour mood eagerly looking out his window waiting for her to start her jog. Of course, even she had decided to run in this weather, the rain was coming down so hard that he couldn’t even see the sidewalk, let alone get a good look at her.

I (24f) have bondage fantasies about my closest guy friend (28m) (bondage/bdsm)

I have this friend (Nick) who has aligning kinks with me.. and I constantly have fantasies about him. We keep it strictly friendship but he’s always flirting with me. He’s seeing this girl so we obviously can’t hook up. But that doesn’t stop me from taking this one moment in time and turning it into a steamy fantasy.

Nick was showing me his bondage collection: under the bed restraints and a collar to handcuff hog tie set up, paddles, wax, a ball gag; clearly being suggestive but never acting on it. He proceeded to “demonstrate” the hog tie set up on me by putting the collar around my neck and securing my hands in the cuffs. He pressed his body against my back and I SWEAR I felt his dick twitch in his pants!

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So here is where the fantasy starts:
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He has his hard dick pressed against my ass, my hands tied behind my back connected to my neck with the option to get my feet tied back as well. He grabs my hair and bends my neck to the side as he bites my neck.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” He whispers as he pushes me forward onto the bed, using one foot to slide my legs apart.

Looking for a specific dark bdsm story

Hey im looking for a bdsm story i read while ago but cant remember the title. If anyone knows the name pls tell me. Tbe plot is the following:

So a woman wakes up in a cell naked I thinknornwoth a sheet on her. It’s a metal door normal bed and high up window. She has and earpiece that tells her to calm down and resisting will be bad for her. At 7am the door opens as does 3 other doors and she meets 2 girls 1 is petite and the other is a bit curvier but all nice they have breakfast and wash. The other 2 have been here before and tell her just to do what she is told. Later the 3 girl is wrapped in bondage who they unwrap and clean up she was punished for that nice and you could tell she had been spanked alot.

Basicslly slaves, 3 doms and 1 domme. They obey 1 gets punished every night but they all get used and humilated during the day. The curvy girl is a pain girl, new girl is humilated, bindage one lives leather, petite one is in costumes they become what the doms ask them to he to survive when they get released once the dom is bored they get looked after well. The woman on the earpiece was a past slave

Alexei Iskakov: Bounty Hunter, Ch 1: Catching a rat [Mf] [bdsm] [sci-fi] [nc] [Mdom] [fsub]

Alexei Iskakov had had a long night. Sometimes you bring in the head of a bounty, and the client gets pissy about a missing tooth. The resulting ‘negotiation’ only got him 70% of the agreed price, and led to a long night of drinking and ranting at his favorite bartender. He kicked an adbot, blaring promos for “forbidden erotic services” out of his way, and climbed aboard the Tamerlan.

“Hey babe, I’m home.” he turned the lights on with a wave of his hand

“Welcome back master.” Tamerlan purred “There is an unexpected lifeform presence in your cargo hold.”

“Rats?” he sighed “I told you how to deal with rats.”

“No master, by my readings, it is a humanoid, or something of similar size and profile.”

“Fuuuuuck this is the last thing I needed today.” he pulled out his stun baton in one hand, and his gun in the other “Give me an overlay.”

A display popped up in his eyes, giving a tactical overlay of the ship, and sure enough, a crouching silhouette of a human behind several water barrels.

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Poetry & Blood Part 2.5 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Part 2.5: Hunger**

**Laura**

A knock on the door. This one was gentle, like a tree branch in the wind on the side of a building. Laura opened her eyes. The details of her dream quickly ran from her. She was in bed, a cat of some sort crawled up on her lap. She was naked. She pet the cat. It purred and rubbed against her. Then it bit her breast and fled. But Laura didn’t shriek in pain or wake up. She felt the tiny sliver of blood run down her breast and sighed with relief.

“Come in,” she said. Already, her voice felt stronger. Jacque really was a miracle man.

The door opened to reveal Camille. She was in a beautiful navy blue dress. It was form fitting, tightly sculpted to her body. It stopped only inches below her waist. Beside the miles and miles of legs, it was modest. No cleavage or plunging neckline. Her shoulders were covered, but small cut outs along it revealed peeks of skin. Her curly and kinky hair was down, cascading over her shoulders and down her back. She smiled when she saw Laura.