Playfighting Leads to Ruined Underwear [M] [NB]

I’m back with another story about Brandon! This happened a while after our first hookup, when we were really starting to get comfortable sleeping together. Even before we started hooking up, he and I would get into these elaborate inside jokes where we imagined ourselves as halves of classic movie tropes. Y’know, what if I was a knight and you needed rescuing from a tower, what if we were a reluctant team-up of daring adventurers, what if we were the only two people on a desolate Arctic research station. That sort of thing. Totally normal stuff to talk about for two good friends who definitely aren’t going to have lots and lots of sex in a few years.

But lately Brandon had been leading a lot of our silly imaginary scenarios down the general path of ‘enemies to lovers but also they’re still enemies.’ Someone always seemed to be getting shoved against a wall or straddled with a sword at their throat. It happened so many times that finally I had to call him on it.

“Dude,” I said on a phone call with him one night. “If you want to try out some kind of sexy fight situation, you could just ask me directly.”

[F/d] How It Began [Part 9] [18]

Kim was watching this color change, and began teasing Tom over his embarrassment.
“Tom, you don’t need to be shy in this house, we accept that everyone has sexual needs, and desires.
When I first met Mr Green, I was a major prude, I thought that sex was only for marriage, and procreation.
I was appalled at my desire, and growing love for Sam.
Until one day I took a look at where my angst would lead me.
It was Sam who opened my eyes, and saved me when I finally told her how I felt.
I was ready to be kicked out of this house, and have Sam never speak to me again.
Yet Sam not only accepted me, and my love, she returned it ten fold.
When I discovered the love between Sam, and her father, I was once again tossed into confusion, yet I overcame that with the love that emanated from both Sam, and her father.”

As Kim was speaking, Tom’s face once again underwent a look of confusion, until it finally dawned on him what Kim was telling him.
“Wait, are you telling me that Mr Green, and Sam…” Tom asked.
Casting my eyes towards Sam, I saw a look of embarrassment cross her visage.
This however lasted only a few seconds.
Followed by a sly smile spreading her face.

Phoenix Ch1, Learning the family business. [Fantasy, Shapeshifter, FMF, FF, MF]

Robin smiled, today she convocated. She managed to get a BA and a Master’s in Languages as well as a BA in International Studies, not bad for four years of work. It helped that she grew up in a house where so many languages were spoken. Languages came easily to Robin. She now spoke a dozen different languages fluently and could communicate in several more. She had made a lot of friends at Harvard. She was a naturally outgoing person and fit into any situation.

Last night was a lot of fun. She enjoyed threesomes. More than one partner always led to more orgasms. She craved orgasms like others craved coffee or chocolate. She didn’t think she fit the textbook definition of a nymphomaniac, but she had to be close. She loved sex. Once she started at college her sex life really bloomed.

[fm] sharing a dirty secret with my (20f) former flame & bandmate (26m)

This is very long and has a lot of build up! Hopefully you will still appreciate the story. This happened a very long time ago – I’m in my mid 20s now. But this was the most influential time in my life, and the craziest. If you know me, you don’t. I don’t think anyone could identify me from the generalities I provided here, but please don’t try to dox me if I slipped up somewhere. Please : )

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The desert is less lonely when you are sharing a secret with someone. The sunrise kisses the sand, touching down on a pair, similarly still lip-locked, chapped, and sore. We spent the night watching the stars, the same constellations that held such a forecast in our lives. There was no time for sleep, only sparring. Our bodies lie covered in patterns, dark purple and burgundy. We can conceal them in our linen smocks and pants. I can watch as his body bends in the afternoon sun, remembering the sweat and smell of him, reveling in the certainty that I own a part of his experience here on this exit from typical reality. If only until the end of the week, we can toss and tumble and never sleep. If only until one of us gets bored, we can recreate everything once lost to the past.

[FM] Seducing a Married Woman [Long]

With COVID a lot of people have been forced to re-evaluate their lives, decide what’s really important and change their goals. This can be very true in dating as well as any other aspect of daily life.

This all started when I found her on a dating/social website. Catered towards very specific goals/needs. I’m very particular on there, as it’s an adult site a good majority of profiles are riddled with nude pictures, but that isn’t what I go for.

I find no excitement in that, the chase is over before it begins. There’s no anticipation, no build up, no imagination. And lastly seeing them naked isn’t special to me, I didn’t earn it and there is no bond involved (being i’m sort of demisexual in a sense). I crave the feeling behind feeling valued like that, I want to be wanted, but I think everyone does in their own way.

She wasn’t like the others, she had no pictures of herself at all, only a few memes dedicated to her reasons for being there, and a short cute bio that told me she was the exact type of person I was looking for.

[MFM] The time my ex fucked me and my college roommate

A few years ago when I was still in college I lived with my girlfriend at the time (now my ex, the same one as in my first story). This ex was very much into wearing slutty, skimpy outfits and the attention it would bring her, and I realized from this experience I was also turned on by her getting so many looks.

To paint a picture, she was short (think roughly 5 foot on a tall day), petite with blonde hair that was very long and a killer ass. She fit the stereotype hourglass look with D cups in spite of being petite. Definitely a gorgeous girl.

Well several months after I realized I was into the attention she was getting I finally brought it up to her. I was very surprised when she seemed really into the idea and wanted to know just how far my fantasy went. I was nervous I’d push her away if I sounded too crazy, so deliberately went less extreme and suggested that I would probably only be into her giving guys a show rather than doing anything further.

Love Pill – Part 6

[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/)

**Chapter 6**

“God—Ava!” I gritted out, my breath ragged, my excitement uncontained. I thrust into my little sister’s pussy, dragging a cry from her lips with each savage pound. “Holy shit.”

“Don’t stop!” she mewled, her voice high-pitched. Feminine.

Submissive.

My hips worked brutally between her thighs, driving the frenetic hunger out of me. Ava cried out, and I responded by leaning down and capturing her painted lips while she mewled, gasping every time I hit her cervix, moaning each time I withdrew.

It hadn’t been a minute since we started fucking and the pressure building inside me was already bothering on pain.

I needed to hold back, drag the moment of living out my lifelong fantasy, but it all came crumbling down after another brutal thrust in. Ava bit my lips, hard, and I knew it was over.

“Ava!” I roared into her mouth. “I’m going to—”

I didn’t need to say more. My sister’s lips parted against mine as she spoke the words that made me lose all sense of control.

Love Pill – Part 6

Link to previous chapters down in the comments

**Chapter 6**

“God—Ava!” I gritted out, my breath ragged, my excitement uncontained. I thrust into my little sister’s pussy, dragging a cry from her lips with each savage pound. “Holy shit.”

“Don’t stop!” she mewled, her voice high-pitched. Feminine.

Submissive.

My hips worked brutally between her thighs, driving the frenetic hunger out of me. Ava cried out, and I responded by leaning down and capturing her painted lips while she mewled, gasping every time I hit her cervix, moaning each time I withdrew.

It hadn’t been a minute since we started fucking and the pressure building inside me was already bothering on pain.

I needed to hold back, drag the moment of living out my lifelong fantasy, but it all came crumbling down after another brutal thrust in. Ava bit my lips, hard, and I knew it was over.

“Ava!” I roared into her mouth. “I’m going to—”

I didn’t need to say more. My sister’s lips parted against mine as she spoke the words that made me lose all sense of control.

I [M] was a participant in a gangbang

A couple years ago, I was newly separated from my ex because I found out she had been having multiple affairs over the course of our marriage. Since I spent the majority of my twenties dating/married to her, I decided to treat myself and get back into water. (Disclaimer, I had a full STD panel done the week prior due to my ex’s infidelity)

I had been on dating apps a little bit and had been on a few dates, but nothing really stuck. I decided to try out an app tailored more towards swingers and people just looking to hook up. The day I made my account on that app, I swiped right on an older woman (we’ll call her Rachel). She was 38 at the time and was smoking hot. To my delight, we matched.

Upon further reading of her bio, she said that she had a fantasy of getting gangbanged and being used like a slut. I’ve never been one to partake in such promiscuity, but I decided to say fuck it and messaged her to find out more. In a nutshell, she reiterated what she had said in her bio and explained that she had limited time and was trying to find as many guys as she could to make this gangbang happen as soon as possible.

Wanna Play Some Games, Brother? [Incest] [MF]

It all began three months ago. One ordinary boring Saturday morning my 27 year old sister texted 24 year old me: Wanna come over to my place, playing some video games? It didn’t take me long to send her an answer: Yes, sounds great. I am already on my way.

The reason for my fast decision making was: I hat nothing planed for the day. So instead of spending time alone at my place, playing video games, jerking off and eating junk food, I was doing the same thing now with my sister. Minus the jerking off. But I could go without it for a day or two.

When I finally arrived at her place, with a bag full of the unhealthiest snacks out there, I knocked at the door, she opened up, then we hugged, we had some chit chat, I stored the supplies in the fridge and then we went over into her living room: To start the gaming marathon.

As you can imagine, time flew by. We had a blast. We played a lot of games, mostly against each other. Competition between the two of us was fierce – yes, the classic sibling experience. We cursed a lot, we called each other names, until I said something that had consequences: “Suck my dick, sis.”