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[F] Jealous of busty roommate

I’m just going to cut to the chase. My roommate, Jess, has enormous boobs. Some stacked girls might try to hide their gift… but not Jess. After coming home, Jess frees her girls from boob prison and they stay that way. At most she wears a loose tshirt or hoodie that somehow make them look even bigger 🙄 the redhead has no shame.

I nearly spit out my cereal the first time Jess walked out of her room topless one morning. I was shocked by the sheer amount of, well, boob hanging off her. Since then it’s been a morning tradition 😓 Jess is clearly comfortable with her body, and I can’t blame her. After some awkward encounters, I’ve learned to warn her know when a guy is coming over.

As a long-standing members of the ibtc, I picked up a sense of humor about it. The problem is, so has Jess. Since I began making fun of her for having more boobs than brains, Jess switched to calling me her flatmate – very subtle 😒 Read more »

The Wrong Door [MF]

I share this old house with a housemate Trevor and while I’m single, he has a girlfriend who he can really only spend time with on Thursdays. This works out great as it’s my training night, so I clear out, giving them the house to themselves for a few hours.

One Thursday I got home and as I was walking down the hallway heard sobbing and quiet talking from my housemate’s door.
‘Great’ I thought to myself ‘relationship troubles, exactly what I need’ but as I got the living room Trevor was on the couch playing his PlayStation.
“What are you doing out here?” I asked “And then who’s in your room?”
“One of Bonnie’s friends got broken up with tonight, so instead of our date night, I’m out here listening to 12 year olds talk about fucking my mother while they’re in my room doing girly things”
“Fun, fun, fun.” I said while grabbing a drink from the fridge “Well you have fun showing those 12 year olds who’s boss – I’m going for a shower” Read more »

My [F]ree Use Weekend [FM]

This story happened last summer, just as the regulations were starting to ease up for the summer months. I’m single but have a regular friend with benefits (we have known each other for 6 years) and have had plenty of adventures during this time. Nick is a friendly, non threatening guy who loves sex just as much as I do. I love that he is sex positive and would never make me feel weird about my kinks or fantasies. In return, I don’t judge him either.

I’m 30, he’s 32. He keeps in good shape and has short cropped dirty blonde hair, nice arms and shoulders along with a cute smile. His cock is above average but I have no clue about actual measurements (don’t care too much about that tbh). For me, I keep in good shape and most people estimate me younger than I actually am. I ran track in college and still love to run. My last marathon time was 3:43. I have long legs and a tight cute butt which gets me plenty of compliments. I have dark brown hair, some freckles on my face (and the rest of my body) along with 32B breasts. Read more »

Psychosexual [FTM4MTF]

He exhaled smoke– slowly and deliberately– then took another drag. Barely capable of focusing on the book in front of him due to how loudly his heart was beating in his ears, adrenaline tugged at the edges of his mind, desire taking place of any and all logic and reason.

The same part that had rejoiced in the rain of Cordelia’s blood, so enthralled by the prospect of “winning”– the thrill of the chase, the kill, becoming so detached from his own body that safety, health, self preservation, all had become secondary– No. Stop saying that. There was no winning.

He’d lost. Even if he’d defeated the opponent in front of him, his father– beloved, blessed father– was still dead. His community had lost a wonderful teacher, Kickboxing coach, friend, son, uncle, and he himself had lost his only support system. He had to keep a grasp on the wider perspective; doing otherwise was the first step to madness.

But it was hard, sometimes, to remember that what had happened had been more than Cordelia. He’d made that mistake somewhere in the middle of their 11 year song and dance; he’d become too focused on her. Moreso than he’d been in years for any mortal woman. Read more »

House Call [mc][FF]

Water ran in small rivulets down Sarah’s umbrella as she stared up at the three-story mansion in front of her. It was a modern construction, not huge, but definitely expensive. The mansion had a large, ornate front door with a brass knocker on the front.

Sarah sighed, and with her medical bag in hand, she walked up to the door and banged the knocker.

She waited for a moment, then knocked again. Finally, there came footsteps from inside, and the door opened to reveal a young woman in a short, black dress. Her blonde hair fell in a sheet to her shoulders, framing her pale face and large blue eyes.

“Well, hello Ms. Vale. We’ve been expecting you.” There was something odd in her smile that Sarah couldn’t quite place.

The young woman stepped aside to let Sarah in. “Um, thank you. I was happy to come. However, uh, the contract was actually rather vague. I’m afraid I don’t know exactly who or what I’m treating?”

The woman nodded, taking Sarah’s umbrella and gesturing to the far end of the foyer. “Of course, Ms. Vale. The Mistress is awaiting you in the room at the end of the hall. She will explain everything to you.” Read more »

Enter The Labyrinth Act I – Chapter 1 [GAY] [FANTASY] [EROTIC HORROR]

**2238 WORDS**

Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.

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Avi woke up to a splitting headache. His throat was dry, and he was covered in cold sweat. A nightmare.

Of course, Avi was prone to nightmares. It had been a problem for his entire life, and now, at the age of twenty, he was used to experiencing these symptoms after a typical night terror. But this time, something was off.

Avi’s eyelids drifted open, the salty sweat on his face stinging his eyes as his eyes focussed on his blurry surroundings. It was dark. Very dark.

It was at this point that Avi realized that he was not in his bed, curled up next to his lovely Ryan. In fact, he was standing up. He was completely naked, standing barefoot on a cold, hard stone floor with his back against a stone pillar. His hands were restrained, chained to the pillar behind him. He had to shake his head to get his thick head of dark hair out of his eyes. Read more »

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 197-199) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 197: Armor Dealer’s Shop? (18+)

“That was fast,” Ember said with a congratulatory grin to Beatrice once the succubus was out of the alley and rejoined her bodyguard. “I’d make a premature ejaculation joke if I didn’t personally hear the bunny girl moan in ecstasy. Did you even bother asking for her name before you creampied her?”

“I thought it better not to spread my name for now,” Beatrice answered.

“Will she also be pregnant?” Ember asked as they resumed their walk through the busy streets.

“No,” Beatrice shook her head. “Maybe if she wanted to… But for now, I don’t want to endanger any more girls until I’ve figured out what the hell is going on in this doomed city. How long until we reach your armor dealer?” Read more »