Making Chloe Mine (Part 1) [M/F, breeding, friends to lovers, semi-noncon, impregnation, milking, caretaking, gentledom, slow burn, softcore]

**Note from the author:**

Hey folks, my name is Aiden. This is my first time writing an erotic story (so keep that in mind.) The male protagonist’s personality is meant to be dichotomous, in that he is the most caring/loving man possible, while also having a darker, more possessive side. The story alternates POV between Oliver and Chloe per chapter. If you notice any spelling or grammar mistakes, notify me and I will fix them.

**Summary:**

In this chapter, Oliver rushes Chloe to the emergency room after she’s badly injured her ankle on a hike. As he cares for her, forbidden desires consume him.

**Story: (Oliver’s Perspective)**

She sat before me, shivering uncontrollably, with the scenic Olympic national forest framing her curvy figure. A depressing drizzle revealed her full nipples poking through the tight fabric of her sports bra.

*Poor girl.*

“Take my jacket, dumbass,” I begrudgingly commanded.

Human Men Double-Team Slutty Goblin Wife [mmf, threesome, vaginal, oral, fantasy, monstergirl]

Vexation stood naked on the grassy bank and stretched up into the warm summer sunlight. As she wrung dry her freshly-washed golden hair, the young goblin glanced over her shoulder at the pair of big males leering.

She canted her hips and arched a heavy brow. “So. Are you two going to fuck me, or what?”

Joren and Hain exchanged a chuckle as they emerged from the broad mountain stream. Joren was the goblin’s human husband. Tall and lanky, he topped six feet and provided quite a contrast to his wife’s modest four feet of height. He was eleven months younger than Vexation’s own twenty years, and had developed a solid but trim frame from a lifetime as a farmer and soldier.

Hain was a middle-aged sorcerer turned innkeeper. He looked very much the part, with a balding pate, expansive salt-and-pepper beard, and a thick build with a noticeable belly. He had numerous tattoos decorating his skin, including intricately-rendered dragons on both his chest and back.

Getting Caught By My Trans Mom [MF]

I – yes, 22 years old – am sitting in my room while writing those lines. Exposed. No closed door behind me. Mom, my other mom, or maybe my sis, one of them could come home in any moment. They could run into my room. Were I am sitting on the floor. Totally naked. With a huge dildo up my ass. With a huge dildo sliding in and out of my ass. Gentle and deep thrusts. I am in no hurry here.

My rock hard cock is constantly leaking. My balls are filled to the brim. On the tablet screen in front of me, a slideshow with snapshots from our last family vacation. Three damn beautiful and hot girls in their tight bikinis. Damn it, I just love them. They are the hottest creatures on Earth. Oh damn, that dildo up my ass feels nothing but awesome.

But stay focused. Keep on writing. Tell your tale. Damn it, I am horny. I hope no one of the women in the house will be back soon. Or all of them, for some nice orgy. No, no, don’t touch your dick. Resist the urge. A few deep and hard thrusts will ease the urge. Finally, someone is opening the entrance door: “I am home.”

My sisters Toys [MF]

Yes, I was stealing my sister’s panties. Hers and mom’s to tell the truth. No, not out of their rooms, just out of the laundry basket in the bathroom. After smelling and creaming them, I put them back in the laundry basket so that no one would find out about my doing. I did that for years without getting caught, or better said with everyone pretending that it wasn’t happening at all.

It was around the time I just turned 19 and sis was 21 when it happened for the first time. I woke up in the middle of the night, because I was hearing unknown noises. It sounded like someone was moaning. No, it wasn’t mom getting fucked by dad, it was something new. It took me some time to figure out the direction it came from. It came out of the wall separating mine and her room and landed directly in my ears. I was hearing my sister moaning for the first time ever.

Fun during a snowstorm [M][F][M]

During the snowstorm that left many without heat and power, my wife and I found a way to keep things hot. A friend of ours snapped me and asked what we were up to. I told him we were just hanging out and drinking a few beers and he asked if we’d pick him up. We live in a small town and he was only a couple of blocks away so I said we’d be there in a few minutes.

I guess a little back story is needed here. My wife, our friend, and I have had a threesome a couple months back. It was our first and we all had a pretty good time. My wife has gotten into being an exhibitionist over the last couple of years and I love it. We used to post pretty much daily on Reddit and she even had a premium Snapchat for a while until a couple of people recognized her and we didn’t want it getting out in our small town. After our initial threesome we had all agreed we wanted to do it again. Our friend, we’ll call him “Jake”, had hit us up a couple of times but we were too busy to get into anything. That was until the snowstorm hit.

A short story with a naughty twist entitled Late night gym – [Part 1]

By way of introduction, this story is best enjoyed after a hot bath or shower, with candle lights on, some comfortable clothes with sensual music playing in the background, and a glass of wine.

June was a 21 year old university student working at a busy gym in Ohio where she earned some extra income in between lectures. She was a tall, slender woman. She had big green eyes, and a wide smile. Her legs were long and toned and she had that sexy little gap in between her thighs when she wore those skin-tight jeans. Her breasts were perfectly rounded and she always concealed them well just allowing a little sneak peak of them. She was simply gorgeous to look at.

She was a very confident woman and was envied by her work colleagues and many of the male attendants tried to impress her with little comments to impress her, of which she didn’t think much.

Lions & Tigers Part 3 — Final Chapter: A young woman taken the way she’s dreamed of, and pushed further. [MF, public play, teen, anal, exhib, D/s, long story]

They spent that day bumming around Chicago, just looking at things. She’d never felt this immediately comfortable with a guy before, which was weird, but a good weird– considering what she’d let him do to her, what she’d wanted him to do to her. He showed her his places, his view of the city; the top floor of the public library, where she’d never been before. A glass-walled, glass-roofed strangely empty space, they saw no one else while they were on that floor. While she looked out over the city Jack stood behind her, his hands casually lifting up her shirt to caress her bra-cradled breasts, and she was half-afraid and half-wanted him to just fuck her right here, up against the glass. Instead, he kissed her and took her to a nice little lawn where old Italian men played bocce ball. They sat and watched the rhythmic clacking for awhile, and then got sandwiches at a nice little deli nearby. The girl behind the counter obviously knew– and liked– Jack, and Kristine felt a surge of jealousy at that interaction, found herself pugnaciously sticking her chest out. The sandwiches were excellent, though.

Mid-Meeting Entertainment (MF)

Today’s business meeting was one for the ages. Since I finally curated the super-powers I wanted recently, I hopped on SuperBang and met someone who also had powers. Wendy. It turns out she works in the office too. We hardly cross paths because we work in different departments but today there was a meeting for folks who were in consideration for roles in management and we were both in attendance. It was perfect.

Talking to Wendy on the app started out tame. There was all the typical get to know you stuff and then we began talking about powers. She’s got a couple, but the one that stood out to me was her super-sensitivity. Once we realized we worked together she suggested I try my powers on her next time I see her.

Not two days later did I spot her riding the elevator when it stopped on my floor. She looked insanely hot with all her cleavage on display in a button-up shirt that should’ve been buttoned higher but physically wouldnt have been able to contain her breasts then.

Football Mom: [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [MILF] [Cheating]

***This story takes place after the following stories: GAME DAY, CLOSING THE STORE, and NIGHT FLIGHT. While it can be read separately, parts of it will make sense after reading the others.***

A friend of mine talked me into going to the city’s football outing. It was exactly what I thought it would be a bunch of talentless kids running around like crazy people and their parents thinking they had the next Hall of fame player.

No wonder this place was free, the coaching sucked, and the organization of everything was terrible. The only good thing about it was the field. Even the equipment was outdated.

“Seriously?” I asked as my friend’s face lit up.

“What?” he asked.

“It’s a dumpster fire!” I exclaimed by looking over everything.

“They are always looking for volunteer coaches,” he shrugged.

The thought crossed my mind when the head guy asked. I couldn’t shoot my hand up fast enough. If anything, I wanted to take everything over and start anew.

When he took us all aside and gave us the talk, I kept my mouth shut and waited until the end.

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