On Display At The Art Gallery pt.2

An hour later they were sitting in the Denver airport waiting for a flight to New York. 
Kayla could not believe the size of New York city from the air. Buildings as far as she could see. She didn’t care for it.

Taylor had someone pick them up at the airport and forty minutes later they were walking into another gallery with a sign that read (Taylor’s world of fine art) 
This gallery was about the same size as the one in Denver but the art was different and did not have any of the southwest style art like in the Denver gallery. 

This one had more modern art styles, mostly nude paintings and nude bronze sculptures. Kayla thought they were beautiful. None had a porn feel to them. They were truly beautiful but at the same time they were erotic and very expensive. Some were as much as $50,000.00 dollars. 

Taylor introduced Kayla to another woman, she was younger then Teresa and dressed more punky. She had a ring in her nose and tattoo on her neck. Her name was Lisa. Lisa and Kayla visited while Taylor and some artist talked about a new sculpture he was working on.

The Hostage Game, Part Two (F/M) (Roleplay) (Bondage) (Submission) (Superheroes)

Dusklord looked as shocked as she felt to hear the words coming from her mouth. Redwing felt herself pale, and then flush as the blood ran to her cheeks, colouring them red. Heat filled her upper body, and she could already feel herself trying to back out of it. She resisted the urge. She realised that she did want this, at least on some level. The thought of it made her body tingle in sensitive places. She took a deep breath, and locked eyes with Dusklord, spreading her arms to her side as if to say ”Well, what not?”

He looked surprised, as though even he had not expected her to actually accept the offer. He swallowed visibly, trying to get past his confusion. Then, he moved forwards, walking towards her until they were inches apart.

She could feel the heat of his body now. He was muscular, not as powerfully built as most, but strong for his size, and she felt his eyes on her as well. Not for the first time, she realised that spandex didn’t really leave much to the imagination. Her body was slim, powerful. Her arms were toned and strong, her legs were long, and muscular.

The Hostage Game (F/M) (Roleplay) (Submission) (Bondage) (Long) (Superheroes)

The city spread out below her, a crazed jigsaw of buildings, streets, and flashing light. The night sky clung to her skin, and the wind rippled through her chestnut hair. The heroine known as Redwing was in her element, surrounded by a corona of fire, she traced a pattern over the city, watching and waiting. She knew at any moment, she could be called upon to act. Her senses were extended, blanketing the whole of the city. When she closed her eyes, she could see the world around her, traced in golden light. Distantly, she could sense the presence of her team mates, all of them were operating tonight, but it seemed that they shouldn’t have bothered.

It was quiet.

After a moment, she landed on top of a building, the ghostly shape of fiery wings burned along her back for an instant as she dropped, landing easily and nimbly. Her costume was body-fitting, traced in reds and golds, the image of a fire bird boldly emblazoned upon her chest. She looked down, seeing the city below her, the streets, the cars, the distant sounds of people.

She smiled. It was all good.

Release [bondage] [MF]

My little sub lying there, her wrists and ankles bound to the headboard. My fingers inside her, my tongue everywhere but her clit. Making her beg — plead — for release. No.

Not until my good little girl is fully transformed into my pitiful little slut. Only then will she get the release she needs.
It doesn’t take long from there… My tongue dancing over her clit, applying more pressure with the tips of my fingers. I can feel her thighs tremble and then it happens, all at once.

Once she’s had hers, I’ll have mine, deep inside her. Claiming her as mine. Forever.

We both got our release.

Claimed [FFM] [cnc] [bondage] [somnophilia]

You receive an instruction from your mommy to go to sleep with nothing but a blindfold on. Being a good girl, you comply. When you wake up, she’s already tied your ankles to the headboard. When you come to, she’s kissing your neck and teasing your entrance with her fingers. You feel her grin as she realizes you’re awake.

Suddenly you realize you’re not alone. You feel someone on their knees between your legs, and you feel her guiding someone into you, his cock stretching you open. She kisses you hard and you moan into her mouth. Her fingers move to your clit, rubbing in small circles, gently at first.

He picks up the pace, feeling you clench hard around him. Your mommy bites and sucks at your nipples as she speeds up her movements, telling you to cum hard. As you start to tremble, he fucks harder and harder into you, making you whimper and beg for more.

Suddenly, you feel a warmth inside you as he fills you with every drop of his cum. As you clamp down, you milk more and more out of him. Your mommy kisses you and tells you you’re such a good, obedient girl…

21[M4F] Extreme Daddy/Daughter Domination- Dark Kinks Included (Abuse, Incest, Fat/Hairy/Gross Men, Watersports, Taboo Love, Interracial, etc.)

I’m 18+ looking for 18+ only.

To the dirty, curious girl that opened this up:

My name will be Dad or Daddy to you, but Raj to everyone else (it means King in my language of Nepali). My character will be 5’9, 230 lbs, fat dad bod, hairy, and unhygienic (negotiable) with a thick black mustache and a balding head of black hair. I’ll be playing a very nice 42 year old Computer Scientist, and I never dated or remarried after your mom left when you were a baby. I got a good computer science job here in the U.S and I built a comfortable life for us. I raised you almost single handedly, so you and I were very, very close. But I’m not the perfect father… ever since you turned 18 and started blossoming into a beautiful young lady, I started getting naughty, nasty, taboo thoughts about you… you seemed to be growing more attractive by the day, and before long, I found myself jerking off to the thought of you, into your dirty panties no less. Well, now that you were 18 and in your last year of high school, I wanted to see if I could live out my fantasies before you moved away to college… a fantasy like:

21[M4F] Musk Play, Smegma, Gross Hairy Men, Watersports… Super Dirty, super FUCKED up… Weird/Dark kinks… looking for a literate roleplay OR dirty chat, open for a snippet<3

I’m 18+ looking for 18+ ONLY… For the dirty, curious girl who opened this up:

Imagine I’m a fat, gross old Indian man… If I was your daddy or master, I would wanna force my thick brown, dirty cock down your throat and piss into your stomach. I wanna make you suck all the smegma and filth off my foreskin and swallow it before cumming in your mouth and watching you swallow that too. I then wanna take a used toilet brush and jam it down your throat and throat fuck you with it until you puke everything back up into a dog bowl. After puking, I’m gonna bury your cute face into my hairy sweaty ass and let you french kiss the inside of my butthole for a bit until I feel like you earned your snack. Then, I wanna watch you get down on all fours and lick your own vomit up out of the dog bowl like a good little pet whore. When you bend down to lick it up, I’ll jerk off until I’m hard again before mounting you from behind and fucking your tight little pussy. I’ll step on your face while I defile you and slap your tits and stomach while fucking you just to heighten your sensations. I’d make you suck and lick on my sweaty big toe as I orgasm inside your pussy and fill you up with my musky south asian cum, effectively breeding you and making you mine?

21[M4F] Musk Play, Smegma, Gross Hairy Men, Watersports… Super Dirty, super FUCKED up… Weird/Dark kinks… looking for a literate roleplay OR dirty chat, open for a snippet<3

I’m 18+ looking for 18+ ONLY… For the dirty, curious girl who opened this up:

Imagine I’m a fat, gross old Indian man… If I was your daddy or master, I would wanna force my thick brown, dirty cock down your throat and piss into your stomach. I wanna make you suck all the smegma and filth off my foreskin and swallow it before cumming in your mouth and watching you swallow that too. I then wanna take a used toilet brush and jam it down your throat and throat fuck you with it until you puke everything back up into a dog bowl. After puking, I’m gonna bury your cute face into my hairy sweaty ass and let you french kiss the inside of my butthole for a bit until I feel like you earned your snack. Then, I wanna watch you get down on all fours and lick your own vomit up out of the dog bowl like a good little pet whore. When you bend down to lick it up, I’ll jerk off until I’m hard again before mounting you from behind and fucking your tight little pussy. I’ll step on your face while I defile you and slap your tits and stomach while fucking you just to heighten your sensations. I’d make you suck and lick on my sweaty big toe as I orgasm inside your pussy and fill you up with my musky south asian cum, effectively breeding you and making you mine?

[F with 305 M’s and 80 F’s] Beth wants you to touch yourself

[Welcome to the Meditation Centers of Roscoe Forthright](https://www.roscoeforthright.com/copy-of-welcome-from-bea)

The whole point of writing filthy stories is to get-off 385 joyful, expectant online readers, on any given day, worldwide. If you are a boy, I want you to slap that little fellow around! If you are a girl I want your fingers inside your wet, tingling pussy. Nothing could be more simple…. Except, many of you believe *you have heard it all before*, and nothing short of two trans-midgets, a St. Bernard drooling and a pygmy goat will sound new and original. That is where you are mistaken.

Consider humans in hot places before they discovered ice cubes, or medicine men before they learned to use ayahuasca. Nobody knows everything, no one has experienced all the available joys. I will tell you this: every single one of your orgasms can open your mind as wide as ayahuasca, without all the puking and shitting and nausea. Why put yourself through torture to attain new and desirable experiences? The same is true the complicated bondage and Dom forms of sexuality. Much can be accomplished with far less effort. The key is your own beautiful orgasmic imagination, combined with the innate biochemistry of your own mind and body.

[MF] Going Round the World on Clare and My First Time Being Milked

This story happened about 10 or so years ago and was the first time i ever went round the world on a woman in one night. I’ll give you some background so feel free to scroll down to the XXX if you just want the filth (you smutty pervs!!)

I used to go to to the football all the time (i was a season ticket holder) and just down the line of seats were 2 sisters who were also season ticket holders. Over time me and my mates ended up chatting a lot to them particularly as we’d always turn up late and drunk to the match (hey it’s english football we’re always late and drunk!).

Anyhow one day the girls ended up coming back to the pub where we all used to drink and play pool before and after games and we got chatting whilst playing pool. Their names were Clare and Nikki and they were getting pretty flirty as time wore on (bending down low to show some cleavage when playing a shot and stuff). Eventually Clare got chatting with me and we starting talking dirty. It turns out she had used to be a holiday rep with an 18-30 type thing (for those not in the know 18-30 is a UK holiday company where the holiday revolves around drinking and shagging) so i figured she must be game for a fuck. Anyhow later on that night my facebook messenger pinged and it was Clare.