It’s been a couple weeks since you’ve been able to sign on and chat with “daddy”, You sneak onto the computer as our parents are busy in the other room. You are going through your messages getting wet at all the big dick daddys that wanna fuck you till you land on a message from me that got buried in ur dms. It is a lil dirty message from “daddy” that makes your pussy tingle.. And at the end is a date and a hotel address with room number. You double check the date and see u missed this and he’s been at the hotel for 3 days already and the message says i’ll only be there for another 4. You panic a bit trying to decide on the cottage and beach with ur friends who u haven’t chilled with since before covid or finally meeting this kinky daddy and getting used… You decide to go to the hotel as you head in the area to pick up a new bikini top.
Tag: Fantasy
Love Pill – Part 4
[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/)
**Chapter 4**
I paced outside Ava’s room, working myself into a sweat as I waited for the clock to hit eight.
I had spent the better part of the day since coming back home wondering what the hell I should wear for our meeting.
Meeting? I didn’t even know what I should call *this*. My sister declared tonight as a lesson on how to be a ‘proper man.’
Whatever the hell that meant.
After changing outfits a few dozen times, I finally settled on a clean white T-shirt and a pair of maroon chino shorts. It was something I would wear on a date—if I ever get one. It wasn’t anything too formal, but it also showed that I put some effort into my appearance. And knowing Ava, she was big on fashion.
I exhaled a breath, already feeling the effects of my fruitless cardio, my mind going a hundred miles an hour. All I cared about was if I could touch my sister, taste those lips again. Maybe even fuck her tonight. That would be a fantasy come true.
With my Wife’s Sister, Just Before the Wedding [FM]
It was a day before my wedding. My girlfriend, Anne, and I had been together forever and we’d finally decided to make it formal. We’d rented a beautiful little B&B out in the countryside and the wedding party went out a few days in advance to get everything ready. We kept the wedding party very small. My brother was my best man and Anne’s sister her maid of honor. That was everyone.
Anne and I had a huge honeymoon suite with an enormous bed and great view. After a morning getting things set up I walked in to our suite and found Anne, facing away from me, trying on an incredibly sexy white corset, with matching stockings. I recognized it as the wedding lingerie she’d bought. I snuck up behind her, cupped her breasts and pulled her close to nibble on her ear.
“Excuse me?” I looked up to see Anne glaring at me from the bathroom. I spun the woman in my arms around. It was Anne’s sister, Diana. Normally the two women hardly resembled each other at all. But the previous night Diana had dyed her hair to match Anne’s exactly. I found out later that Anne was pretty angry about it.
[Part 2] In a Flash (female pov, nc, MMF, imprisonment, bondage, creampie)
[Part 1]([https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/udkgev/in_a_flash_female_pov_nc_age_difference/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/udkgev/in_a_flash_female_pov_nc_age_difference/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf))
Trigger Warning!
While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.
Thanks and enjoy! 😊
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Another hour passed, at least, and I was still chained to the bed. There had been some muffled noise coming from upstairs for a bit now, but nothing came near my room, at least not that I had noticed. So I was surprised when the door opened suddenly.
In stepped a shorter woman, she was dressed only in a red sheer silk robe which left nothing but perhaps some small details to the imagination. A tall man in khaki shorts and a plain t-shirt. He stood by the entrance as the woman approached me.
“Hi, just here to get you ready,” she told me in a comforting voice. “Let me get you untied and we’ll let you use the restroom. They haven’t given you a chance to go yet huh?”
I shook my head.
My (19m) first time with an older woman (57f)
So I was curious about being with an older woman and finally started to turn the fantasy into reality when I turned 18. I would go up to older women at stores, clubs, and in public. But I had no luck. That was until I met an older woman, Lisa.
I always had back problems and the pain was worse after working out. I tried going to a chiropractor and it didn’t seem to help. I found a woman on Facebook who was a massage therapist and had years of experience so I was curious to try out a massage.
I messaged Lisa on a Saturday and booked an appointment for the following Monday. I was excited for this cause this might be the solution to my pain. I went to Lisa on Monday and met with her. We talked about my pain and she took me to the table instantly. She wanted me to strip down to only my boxers since she was going to use oil.
Lisa began rubbing my back and I could feel how gentle her hands were. She finished rubbing my entire back and I instantly felt relieved. I thanked her and paid her for her work.
[MF] My wife’s alternate strategy for marital harmony
My wife has been traveling a lot. I’m going nuts and writing is an outlet. This is written to her and is something I plan on sharing in the future; albeit a rounded off quite a bit. Like my other posts it probably comes off as hacky wish fulfillment but fuck it; for someone like me who supports or leads a lot of the people around me, I think it’s especially okay and cathartic to be selfish in my fantasies.
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I have a role-play fantasy in which you, as yourself, as my wife, matter-of-factly hold yourself responsible helping me be healthy, focused, and motivated via keeping my balls empty. This is something you always naively believed was expected upon marriage and though you have since found otherwise, you still continue to see the value in it. You’ve normalized it, sort of like the understanding of female hormones during your cycle and have come to take pity on guys who have a high sex drive with no healthy outlet. Male hormones are pretty wild. When you hear friends vent about their marital problems you can’t help but think “Is she draining his balls often enough?” I’m more mellow, cooperative, and trusting because if it. It works.
My Wife’s Friend Matt Comes to Visit [consensual cuckold] some [humiliation] [long] [MF]/[MMF]
This story happened well into my relationship with Chloe, after the craziness of college and when we had our lives together. Careers, a home, financial stability, and (critically) no kids. Don’t get me wrong, we were both still quite young, but not college students anymore. At the time, Chloe didn’t really have anyone she was seeing steadily (outside of me, that is), so the cuckold aspects of our relationship were limited to roleplay. That didn’t bother us too much, but we both agreed that there was just no replacement for the real thing.
One of the people who showed up most often in these roleplays was a guy named Matt. You might recognize that name if you’ve read my other stories, but I’ll give a little context for anyone who hasn’t. Matt was the first guy I ever watched Chloe fuck, and he also happens to have the biggest dick I’ve ever seen in real life. He’s about an inch taller than me, making him about 3″ taller than Chloe, but he’s absolutely ripped. He was already fit in college, but after college he went on to become a firefighter and his physique got even better.
[MF] On a rooftop in Manhattan
*Quick intro note: I’m a handsome, vaguely articulate, well-educated, married and generally successful 39 year-old, pervert. I have a long history of dirtiness, and there’s something about the year and a half of basic confinement that has had me reminiscing about my past and some of my hottest experiences. I’ve decided I’m going to start chronicling them here, to keep them from disappearing altogether. Let me know if they’re enjoyable and feel free to say hello. I like penpals.*
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Caroline and I met, very briefly, smoking a cigarette outside of a bar on Bleecker Street. She was on her way out, I was on my way in, and she asked for a cigarette. She was tall, blonde, and beautiful in a way that was immediately intimidating. I’d imagine that she could count on a single hand the number of times she hadn’t been the prettiest person in any given room. You might expect a person like that to be entitled, bitchy, and cold. And you’d be right.
The Naked Mage (Fantasy, NSFW, Fiction)
This is a total fantasy, it’s a short backstory for this character in a game I’m playing. What do you think? Does it make sense enough to fit into the fantasy MMO/ world? Basically, she’s exiled by her people for practicing forbidden magic.
**The Naked Mage (Fantasy, NSFW, Fiction)**
The Wood Elves of Lisandria’s tribe hardly used magic. Only a few select few, were selected and groomed to wield the power of the Divines, for her tribe was one of holy dedication- they simply forbode all other forms of magic as they condemned it as evil and mischievous. As the Blood Elves had nearly destroyed their own kind with magic due it’s addicting and consuming nature- the more cautious Wood Elves vowed to not touch these forms of magic.
Escalation: Among friends we served as house maids when things got wrong [Group]
I smiled at my phone again as the familiar ping let me know Sugar had messaged me.
I would have answered right away, but there was a package waiting for me at the door! I felt sort of lucky that it had come on time. Sugar and I had been chatting non-stop for a week about her upcoming training, with which I would be helping.
Get Training would begin tomorrow and, as a surprise for our Masters, we had agreed on wearing coordinating maid outfits!
The outfits themselves were not much; they were only white aprons with cute hats to match. We added our own flair to the look with nylon tights that would grip our thighs.
After making sure everything was as expected, I texted Sugar to let her know. The conversation continued on to about how we were excited to please our Owners and hoped they would enjoy our small surprise.
Sugar is doing ongoing training with us, and on the next day we would be focusing on maid training. This time her Owner, Mr. A, would be joining us. The idea of playing with him made me squeeze shamefully. I couldn’t help but water from both sets of lips once I started to remember Mr. A’s huge bull cock.