Behind the Mask, Chapter 17 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

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Chloroform’s a bitch.

I was still a little groggy when I came to, groaning as I stirred. I heard movement as I opened my eyes, and I wondered if I was still alive. Maybe I’d been shot in the head for my antics.

“Lexi!” How strange. That was Brie’s voice. My vision focused, and there she was, blue eyes wide and staring into my face, concern written all over hers. “Take it easy, okay?”

“She awake?” came Drew’s voice, and Stef was by Brie’s side in an instant, awash with relief. Past the twins, I saw Coco and Leon get to their feet.

My head started pounding, and as I tried to sit up I felt my stomach heave. “I feel sick,” I managed through clenched teeth.

“Bucket!” Stef called, and his voice made my head throb. I doubled over the edge of my couch, and Stef slid a bucket under me just in time for me to vomit into it. Thankfully Brie held my hair, and I groaned and spat out the last of the bile before collapsing back onto the couch.

[F] I wore a vibrator for my much older boss at work.

I (20F) wore a vibrator for my boss at work.

So to make ends meet during university I took a job at a local restaurant as front of house staff. It was a relaxed, family owned Indian independent place.
My uni course has constantly changing timetables which is obviously a pain to work shifts around so during a particularly busy Christmas period I gave my boss (51m) a blowjob in his office in return for days off that I needed. It was completely consensual and I was the one to suggest it as it had admittedly been a fantasy of mine.

Over the next year we frequently hooked up in the office, I’d either suck him from under the desk or ride him in his office chair. We both loved the taboo as he was hiding it from his wife (a complete thunder cunt), often calling me his white snow drop (he’s Indian, I’m white). He loved being sucked or ridden while on the phone to suppliers or his wife, we even did a couple of vid calls with me under the desk.

[MF] [F28, M40] My lingerie blog led to a week of fucking an older man in Boston. [Part 1]

To start this off, this is a 100% true story.

It was June of 2018. The month had been uneventful and was coming to a close. It was a lazy morning, and I absentmindedly opened my Tumblr blog and typed ‘men in suits’ while I slowly slid my pajama pants down my legs. Tumblr was my go-to when it was time to touch myself, and I had a fantasy of being a slut for a successful older business man. A listing of blogs came up. One, I noticed, had a profile photo that caught my eye… A man in a brown suit, just from the shoulders down, adjusting his cuffs. I clicked to his page. His bio told me his name was Drew, and he was 12 years older than me. A reblogged gif of a woman getting sensually fucked with a hand around her thiroat was the first image. My fingers found my clit. I hit the follow button.

Two days later, I got a message.

“Hi there. Thanks for the follow!”

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 256 Gambler Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Being a hard fucking reporter does have its down side..” Clarissa mused.
“Clarissa I would wait.. No I would.. Butt, butt..” Angie was objecting to the same style that has got her ahead in this cutthroat business.
“Look Ang, if we wait then we will miss the chance cuz in a hour the Gambler will be gone” applying the final touch to her lips. “So what do you think” Clarissa asked so suddenly that all Angie could do is stare, slack jawed and wet. Very wet even as she toyed with her cunt. “Thanks, some how I knew that I would get the blown away answer from you” Clarissa grabbed ahold of Angie’s bum as she passed. Stopping just beyond the threshold to the group Moanroom, “Wish me luck” blowing Angie a lick through her gloss red lipstick.
“Yeh.. (trying to control her spasming hips) good lick” Angie was failing at control. Butt her fantasy of Clarissa tongue flanked by that shade of red just drove her hips forward.
Kneeing on the table, tits pointed straight forward, clit lusting for someone to touch it. Clarissa froze as the Gambler fingered her wet hole.
“I bet you want ‘the interporn’. Umm..” checking something behind Clarissa’s body. “Only if you can win just one hand of Mmm.. poke-her” her finger targeted Clarissa’s clit. “You’ve lost the first round” she said.
Nodding before the first word left the Gambler’s mouth, trembling with the need to cream by the second word. “Yesss.. Oh ye.. (swallowing hard) I cum OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa moaned.
“Oh such a cute face” now playing with Clarissa’s bound tits. Each tit wrapped in its own leather binding. “Butt..” breathing heavily in Clarissa’s ear. “Ooo, you’ve lost again” the whisper was there..
Butt all Clarissa wanted was to have her orgasm even if it meant.. “OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmm.. Mmmmmmmmm” thrusting out her hips. Clarissa’s cunt looking for the same finger that had turned her world upside down only seconds ago.
“You, my future sex slave are not bearing too well” following her down on the table where just a light spanking away from a double loss.
“You are.. sOoo, fuck Mmm as I.. OooOoooOoooo (yea, I win one not squirting..)..” Clarissa’s breath trapped between her lungs and her mouth. “..No you can’t.. Ooo Ooooh Ooo yes yesss.. OooOoooOoooo” loosing all sense of what was on the line. Butt the clipping of metal on metal drove Clarissa’s fantasy into overdrive.
“Tisk Tisk, you just creamed for..” the Gambler purred, allowing Clarissa her leg to rub against while sucking on her nips.
“Ooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm..” not even sure which end triggered the first in a double orgasm again. With her clit needing to orgasm or her nips languishing by the flicks of the Gambler’s tongue, either could have been first. “I’m cum.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss.. my tit.. nip.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk.. yesssssssss” this did it now with only one last chance for any salvation. Knowing that the Gambler was all female gave her solaced. “No deep strokes cuming..” Clarissa was caught once again in mid thought.
“Oh what’s a matter my sweet” thrusting her faux cock deep into Clarissa’s darkest desire. “Do I have something that you weren’t expecting” giving a little tug to those nipple clamps that have arrested Clarissa’s firm points. “You are so easy to read that I could not have been any more transparent” pulling her new found cock back till the crown battered against Clarissa’s asshole. “You look so fucking tight and.. hot” the Gambler whispered thrusting with full force back into Clarissa’s asshole.
“I won’t (at least not out loud) cum.. not until..” taking a pause as her first silent orgasm lubed the fake cock. “Until you answer my.. my.. …” taking short breaths as the faux cock plowed into her pleasure zone.
“Mmm, I know you want to cream my sweet” flicking the nips that rose above the clamps. “Cum to mommy so I can spank your cute bum” as the dildo impacted full force into Clarissa’s asshole. “Fuck that felt so good, even better than I could do maybe..” ran though the Gambler’s mind.
“Pound.. pound my ass..e yes yesss yesssssssss..” Clarissa stopping before the dreaded next bump. Searching her memory looking for the one thought that would terminate any further pleasure pushes.
“Mmm let me keep.. pounding on.. on her asshole.. Mmm Mmmm” loosing herself after so much work? “I.. I..” cum on just fucking cum! “I.. Ooooh yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh” the Gambler rang out as her clit was punched back once again by the faux cock. “Yesss, I just came.. and and Ooo fuckkk OooOoooOoooo” the thrust only made it half way as her body rebelled.
Slipping the blindfold off of Clarissa’s eyes. “You win (once again looking behind Clarissa’s prone body), you only have sex minutes so make it quick” doing short thrust’s as the joy ran though her body.

The time I fucked my neighbor.

So I was about 25 and was dating some geourgeous 22 yo women. She was so cute and stacked. However, she was still a virgin, and I was after it for a couple months, one time I even had her top off and she had the most perfect body…. But as she stared up at me as scared as deer in headlights, I couldn’t take her….We didn’t love each other and that to me would have been wrong, so I waited hoping….
One night after our date I went home a little earlier than usual. When I pulled up the driveway my older neighbor was having a fire in the backyard with his GF. I grabbed a couple cold ones and jumped the fence and sat down by the fire with them. I have lived next to this guy most of my life, hardly ever said a word to him but here I sit for some reason shooting the shit.
I grew up with all his daughters, 5 of them. The oldest was my same age and we are friends to this day, I was never attracted to her, then another daughter….but the third daughter… awe man. Me and a friend of mine used to do all kinds of dirty things with her when we were kids, honestly it was just kid stuff and learning the difference between boys and girls. One time we even had her jerk u off at the same time when we we’re like 13.
Anyways, back to the fire. We’re talking and then around the corner of the house comes his 3rd daughter, I had forgotten she moved back from somewhere, had two kids and divorced I guess.
She was all women now man, all women. She came out in a silky robe and clearly had just showered. It was like a dream come true. I was so worked up especially because of my dating situation.
She comes and sits down and we start to talk and I can hardly look at her, her dad sitting there knowing what was on my mind….and hers. After awhile her dad gets up and says well, I have to take my GF home.You kids don’t stay out here too long… he knew, I knew and she knew. Then he got in his truck and left.
He wasn’t gone five minutes and we started playing truth or dare. That’s when I notice a shadow in the window, it had to have been one, if not both the younger sisters listening in and watching….which was weird but I didn’t care.
Dare: show me your tits…..they were perfect.
Truth: what are you thinking about doing to me? I’m gonna take that robe off and fuck you.
Truth: did it turn you on when you jerked us off as kids? Hell yea, I masturbate thinking about it all the time.
Dare: show me your cock. I pulled it out so fast… then in my peripheral vision I can still see the shadows in the windows… oh well, enjoy the show girls.
Dare, suck it, suck my cock.
She jumped up opened up her robe, got down on her knees and sucked me off like a champion. I could see her beautiful body, rubbing her tits, heaven. While I’m leaning back enjoying every second of my childhood fantasy come true….I look and still see in the shadows, them watching. I’m looking right at them….they dont care… they watch.
Like five minutes later i let loose in between those sweet little lips and WOW, that was awesome.
We sit back and talk a few minutes, a little more childhood dirty talk and before I know it, I pin her to the ground in the deep summer grass and pound away at that pussy. Probably the best I ever had, I roll her over on her stomach she puts her ass in the air and I hammer away and right when im about to cum, she without me saying a word rolls over and has me finish on her tits, I did hit the tits, face and hair, all the while, with an audience.
I didn’t want to date that girl but I did like us fucking that one night…. It was glorious and I think her little sisters liked the show too, I would see the younger one in the store or out and about from time to time and they would give me the most lustfull looks….

I (24F) spent Christmas Eve getting my ass fucked by a much older family friend (53M) to “Mele Kalikimaka” [MF]

So I came home to my parents’ place in the suburbs for Xmas this year. I guess that “Tom,” a friend of my parents’ in the neighborhood, heard I was coming to town, and he texted me to say hey – and I knew what that meant.

**Boring backstory:** I sorta (well, totally did) hooked up with Tom last year when I moved home here during COVID. Tom was married then, his kids are in high school, and I kind of hated his wife. She’d been a real bitch to me ever since high school. It felt kind of awesome and forbidden and dirty to fuck a married older man – especially since his wife is terrible. They’re acquaintances with my parents.
Tom and his wife separated earlier this year and now she’s living across the neighborhood. So I knew what he was thinking when he texted me…

**So back to the story:** Tom and I texted for two days, figuring out when we could see each other. I made up an excuse about going to see a girlfriend on Xmas Eve after I did family stuff here. Tom did Xmas Eve with his family and then met me back at his house. We kissed, had some wine and caught up.

Nadine Depravity – Chapter 2 [Fantasy][dubcon][gangbang][submission][degradation][creampie]

A glow-crystal hung from the ceiling, bathing her blurry vision in soft yellow light. Pungent stench of cum reeked on her tawny skin as Nadine laid breathless on the rough wooden floor. Her arms tied firmly behind, forcing her back to arch as if she was flaunting her ample breasts to the two men looming over her.

Hot wetness splashed across her taut belly along with a grunt of pleasure. Keno was fisting his cock between her legs, milking the last two squirts from his length. The rest of his load smoldered within her womb and oozed out from her well-used holes.

“Shit! That was a good fuck,” he said, combing his short blond hair back with a free hand.

A shudder rolled through the slender hunter as the aftershock of her climax continued to wreck her mind and body. She groaned, aching all over from their relentless fucking and the brutal beating they gave her the night before.

The men tied her up in the forest and brought her back blindfolded. Though a cot stood in one of the corners, she had spent every second on her back or knees on the floor. The boarded-up windows kept her from knowing if it was night or day, and Nadine had lost all sense of time because of it.

[MF] Punk Rock Chick + Blindfold + Restraint = Oh my, what a night!

In the past, I tried writing about this night but I didn’t have a lot of detail. Oh, sexy stuff after the *****

A few years ago, I was dating this cute little punk rock chick who we will call Julia. Now, there are a few things that are my kryptonite (or that get me all wobbly and giddy): one of those is punk rock/rocker chicks. I just love the edginess of it, at least when compared to me. I’m just a basic geeky white guy who loves to read about history, so it does not take much to be more ‘edgy’ than me. Julia, she had that down. She played in a punk band and had tattoos, jean jacket, ripped leggings. Punk rock hair cut. Just, ‘hot damn’ from top to bottom. Oh, and that bottom… she had this curvy little ass….

As for me, I am brown haired and blue eyed with glasses. 5’9 and 180lbs. At the time this happened I was about 34.

Owned – Chapter Five – A lonely mom learns to love enslavement by grown son and his domineering girlfriend … Rape, Incest, Humiliation, (lots of) Forced Orgasms, Drugs, FFM, BDSM, Freeuse, Abuse of Religion, Humor, Long

Jeeeeeusussss

I sat on the end of my bed Sunday morning watching Melanie go through my dresser drawers picking out what I was going to wear underneath my dress. The dress she had chosen for me was a light cotton, form fitting thing, and even though it covered me neck to knees, was already too revealing for church, so the underwear was going to matter.

Junior and Mel had decided that maybe it would be good for me to reconnect with my community. But I knew they felt nothing but contempt for the church and all the *delusionals* that went, so really it was just another opportunity to humiliate me.

Truth is, I was feeling pretty good about myself from a physical perspective, so part of me kind of wanted to show off. Turns out having a health minded woman around the house has got me in pretty good shape. I was doing okay for someone my age before she came along because I took long walks and was generally health conscious about food. She’s into kale smoothies, though, and intermittent fasting, and all that. So of necessity, I am too.

Owned – Chapter One – A lonely mom learns to love enslavement by grown son and his domineering girlfriend … Rape, Incest, Humiliation, (lots of) Forced Orgasms, Drug Use, FFM, BDSM, Long

No one was harmed in the construction of this fantasy.

Chapter 1 – *No Pun Intended*

I may not be the smartest tool in the shed, but I like to think that I’m honest with myself. And according to this book I read on not being a victim, that’s one of the hardest things to do. But for the life of me I can’t figure out why my life is like this, now. Like, do people get what they deserve or is it all just random?

I’m not what you would call religious. Not anymore. I lost my faith when my son began using me for sex. Truth be told, I had always had doubts, but something about being your own son’s sex slave makes it pretty obvious that nobody is looking out for you no matter how good you were for all your damn life.

I think on some level I had always known the church was hogwash, but I believed in God. I guess my being so devoted to the church was my way of showing Him that I was good. And in return He blessed me with a demon child who was never happy and grew up a bully.