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Love Pill – Part 8 (1/2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tc9pfj/love_pill_part_1/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tcz36r/love_pill_part_2/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/u5q4vk/love_pill_part_3/)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/ukykd8/love_pill_part_4/)

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/v04w7j/love_pill_part_5/)

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vbt2av/love_pill_chapter_6/)

[Part 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vp12no/love_pill_part_7/)

**Chapter 8**

“Ava!” I hissed. “I need to go!”

I tried pushing my sister off me, but she stayed firm, crushing her breasts against my chest. Automatically, my body shut down, relaxing into her curves, drugged by how amazing her creamy skin felt.

Ava regarded me with her piercing blues. “Did you lock the door?”

“Yes.”

Wait. Had I? Shit.

“Then we’re safe,” my little sister said simply. “We—”

“Avaaaaaaaaa!” More raps on the door. “Come out. I know you’re awake.”

“Lucy?” Ava spoke up, turning towards the door, her lush pink hair cascading down on my face, tickling my nose. God, she smelled incredible. “You’re back? I’m busy.”

“Busy enough not to greet your sister?”

Ava sighed. “I’ll hug you tomorrow. I’m busy now.”

Silence. Then, “Fine. Maybe our brother will be happier to see me.”

Shit.

“Ava.” I tightened my grip around my sister’s hips. “My door is open. She would—”

“Aaronnnnnnnn.” Lucia’s voice carried around the apartment. “Your big sister has returned! Come out of your man cave and….” Read more »

The Farm Life (Part 3) [NB][Hucow][Medical][Body Mod]

Dr. Teff turned back to Alex on the table, flat on their back, arms secured above their head, legs splayed open and secured in stirrups. In his hands was a weird clamp-looking device with a little blue elastic stretched between the ends of the clamp.

“First we’re going to start some lactation, this will pinch a little Alex.” He used his free hand to squeeze one of their breasts up, holding their already hard nipple from being examined up into the cold air. He brought the clamp down towards the nipple and then closed it. The tiny blue elastic snapped off of the fingers of the clamp and onto Alex’s nipple, stinging as it snapped and pinching it tightly.

Alex jolted at the sting and groaned. They were already ready to cum from earlier and these small bits of pain were amping Alex’s body higher and higher on the pleasure scale. Dr. Teff turned away to load another elastic while Alex was left to hump the air, looking for any kind of relief from the growing lust. Read more »

Luscious Hills Dairy [Hucow] [Noncon] [Blowjob]

**Content disclaimer: the main character starts her hucow induction in this story unwillingly, in a dystopian nightmare of a future very much inspired by a recent American judicial decision…**

Medical and farm play, needles, bondage, blowjobs, deepthroat, dehumanization, and teasing/denial play big parts in this story.

If you like this kind of stuff, check out my other stories!

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Luscious Hills – what an obnoxious fucking name for an obnoxious fucking place. I can’t believe that life has led me here, locked in a pillory with another bar under my hips and a spreader bar keeping my legs apart, my ass just a bit higher than my head so that my pussy is easy to access. Fucking degrading is what it is, and when I get out of this mess I’m going to make my ex-husband regret being born.

I wasn’t really paying attention when the New Debtor Laws were passed. That was something for poor people to worry about, and all the media fuss over “cruel and unusual punishments” or how “we’re all living in some bizarre dystopian capitalist nightmare” was just downright annoying. I read the news to find out how Kim K is going to be celebrating her sixtieth, not to get depressed by some dried up old lawyer complaining about civil rights and how this would disproportionately affect women. Read more »

Tender confessions (role reversal, gentle femdom) [22M/26F]

S broke the silence.

“Is it okay if I touch you here?”

M squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment. His face was beet red.

He nodded meekly.

Her arm wrapped around his waist as she stood behind him in the dim, tepid room.

“Hmmm?”

Her sweet voice seemed to float above the soft hum of the fan in the corner. The setting sun cast rays of pink and gold off the objects in the room.

“Is it okay?”

Her hair gently tickled his ear as she nuzzled her head against him, tenderly kissing his neck and jawline.

The sound of distant thunder echoed through the open windows. The rain seemed to be stopping.

M could hardly get his words out.

“Yes. Please.”

She smiled.

“Aww…”

Her hand had been resting on the clasp of his belt. She began to unbuckle it, sliding her other arm up to his sternum to anchor him in place.

His arms hung tense at his sides, locked inside hers. He could feel her beginning to squeeze him.

She cooed into his ear as she slipped off his belt with one outward tug. Read more »

[PART1] – benchwarmer

I have always used drugs. Having the open mind and mental strength to try every drug there is I of course found meth. now I don’t look like someone who uses meth everyday. I am young, fit, I have all my teeth, nice body & I would say good looks too. I maintain my appearance while behind what you see the more I use, my mind comes up with some deviant degenerative fantasies. I can manifest these fantasies to the point I have to fullfill them. It is always when I have run out of gear… I am so fucking horny but thinking how am I going to get my next shot.
So one night I was walking through the city, dragging my feet till I take a seat on a bench and start talking to this middle aged man who was sitting there. After a chat to him for a while we realised we have a common interest. We both use meth. This man had a apartment in the city and offered me some gear to come back there and when we were walking to his room we were getting really kinky with each other. Rubbing each other’s cocks when standing behind people. Seeing the shape of his hard cock through his pants made me suggest something not many people would agree to at all but he thought about it and agreed. Read more »

(F 4 M or MMM+) Unsuspecting naive, gullible and vulnerable petite cutie exploited on camera

Hi there, I hope you enjoy my post

I will play Lexi, a clueless easy to manipulatable and impressionable teenager. I would love to play as a girl who gets noticed at the mall and gets offered a modeling job. But when I get to the studio I am going to told what to wear and how to pose while a large crew of camera men and lighting assistance make sure each shot of my petite tight body is perfect.

I think it would also be fun to play a pageant girl striving to be my best, obsessing over my body and hair and nails. All while I am being exploited and shown off in front of hundreds of men to be juged and put in display, totally objectifying me.

I think it could be lots of fun to be in some type of experimental lab that fills me with hormones, firtility drugs and have my mind broken with hypnosis and constant stimulation . Turning me into a perfectly obedient cock toy, show off for life.

I hope you like my scenes…. Read more »

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [M][s][f32][M38][HUML] Part 5

Previous parts:

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [bd][ds] Part 1 from eroticliterature

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [bd][ds] Part 2 from eroticliterature

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [bd][ds][F32][M38] Part 3 from eroticliterature

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [caution][bd][ds][F32][M38] Part 4 from eroticliterature

Day 7

Dear diary,

We finally close the loop. This was the day I started writing as assigned in my schedule for 8.00 PM to 9.30 PM. Before that there were fourteen hours of intense day that I now finally get to relate.

I had two hours of ‘free time’ before my workout time, but it wasn’t free really.

As I checked what I could have for breakfast I found there wasn’t much available but coffee and cereal. No milk, this would be a torture in and of itself but I was hungry. Add to that that I was eating the cereal from my bowl and you wouldn’t need too much imagination to guess how much it felt like eating dog food. Read more »

Theme: Graffiti. [Femdom] [Non-con elements] [Neon] [Ferocious Sex]

[Features: Rough sex, ferocious sex, non-con elements, femdom, art, post-orgasm torture, over doing it, graffiti.]

There was paint on the walls. I don’t know why but that’s what stood out to me at first. It took my brain an extra second to kick in why that was what I noticed. The paint was neon, bright, someone had spray painted it all around the wall and completely haphazard. Sure, that was all normal in say, an alleyway, but this was inside a building.

It was the incongruity of seeing something outside on the inside that had gotten to me.

My friend Dave was already schmoozing along, talking to everyone he saw like they were an old pal and more than a few were giving him happy looks and nods and fist bumps. Which would all be normal, somewhat, at other places but not when everyone looked like they had decided the 80’s and the 90’s needed even more rockstars.

Dave had taken me to a rave, even though he kept saying that it was “less a Rave and more just a club with bright lights.” If this was his idea of a club, we needed to have a talk. Read more »

The Threesome Phone Sex Call pt. 2 [MFF]

It’s been a little over a month since that unexpected phone call with Erika. I was hoping to be able to go home to Mexico City to try and catch up with Erika but the work on the site was so backed up that I didn’t have a free minute.

To compensate for not being able to go home as scheduled, they offered to give us a weekend off, with pay and a little extra for being on call. So when I found out what weekend I had, I decided to give Alejandra a call and see if she would be available. Erika and I didn’t really talk much after that fateful night, mainly because of the awkwardness between us, but we were and still are really good friends.

Erika knew what weekend I was supposed to come back to the city, so she called me the day before I was supposed to fly back home and asked if I wanted to go get some drinks when I got back that Saturday. I told her I was on-call that weekend unexpectedly but they had given me off the next weekend, but bad thing was, I had to remain in Puerto Vallarta on-call in case they needed me. Read more »