Cuckolding Lust [M/F, anthro/furry, cuck, oral/vaginal, risky sex, erotica] (AmethystMare)

Behind her partner’s back, Oshi lusts for their friend instead, sneaking around, seeing just what kinky cuckolding they can get up to, all without Ryan finding out…

It’s not for him to know where she gets off!

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It started with a smile, a sidelong look that lingered a shade of a moment too long. Oshi smoothed her long, rabbit ears back as she sat next to her partner, Ryan, their long friend sitting across the table. Even then, she’d known that her attention should have been on her boyfriend but the furred dragon sitting across with her drew her eye even as she laughed and picked at her pasta, not hungry for that but something else entirely.

Ryan, a Dalmatian with soft, flopping ears and a sweet smile, should have commanded her attention but it was Vex’s leg that her knee brushed against under the tail. He smiled at her, a perfectly friendly sort of smile, though there was nothing friendly about how he trapped her knee between his thighs under the table. Her breath caught.

‘Punished’ for a mistake at work [m/f] [foot fetish]

I’d never been summoned to Lily Phillips’ office before. I knew I was in serious trouble and no sooner had I shut the door behind me she wasted no time in reminding me.

“You know you messed up big-time, right?”

I knew, alright. I nodded. I’d got suppliers confused and almost had orders going to completely the wrong place which would have cost the company thousands of pounds had it not been picked up by a senior manager. I expected a bollocking, and probably a warning, even if the manager who sorted the issue out had been largely sympathetic. He seemed to understand that mistakes happen, and I’d done fine in the months previously.

Lily, however, was different. In every respect. In appearance, her tousled mid-length blond hair, manicured fingernails, and smart business attire. In her mannerisms, her straight-to-the-point delivery and ruthless decision-making left nobody in any doubt that she was boss or what she wanted. Or so I’d heard. This was my first encounter with the company’s well-respected CEO.

“You must be punished. Do you understand?” she snapped.

I nodded again.

Can my [f] roommate hear me masturbating? [solo] [masturbation] [squirting]

Just so you’re aware: this story interchanges between the perspective of the guy and the girl

My room is always so hot in July. It’s 4am and I’m just lying spread eagle in my underwear staring at the ceiling. I rent a tiny room I pay way too much for on the top of floor of a shared house, which seems to be more of a greenhouse than anything else. I live with three girls which sounds amazing but to be honest we’re all almost always out of the house and don’t hang out much, besides, I’m quite quiet anyway.

I share the top floor with one of my roommates, but her room is massive in comparison to mine, I have no idea how she can afford it. Our rooms seem to have been connected at one time as there’s a cheap painted piece of wood nailed into the space where a door would normally be in the corner which means that sound travels between our rooms pretty easily.

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Jamie’s Mexican Siesta – Part II (Solo F, M-F gym fantasy)

II – One Last Solo Workout

“There!” Jamie said out loud, placing her hands on her hips, “that’s the last of it.” 

She had just finished her last-minute packing for the trip.  She was only going away for a week, “and it was with her family, UGH”, she cringed to herself, but still she hated packing.  So many agonizing decisions to make – wardrobe choices, whether things were going to be “appropriate” enough to wear in front of her family, and she wanted to leave some space to bring some tequila and maybe some other cool knick knacks back with her.  Oh, and she had to watch the weight too because the airlines charged an arm and a leg for being overweight now.  Decisions, decisions…

Jamie was by herself in her apartment.  Things were a disorganized mess, they always were after packing.  Her bed was strewn with all the articles that she couldn’t or decided she didn’t want to take along somewhere along the line.  Sun dresses, jean shorts, gym shorts, a couple of pairs of thong sandals, spaghetti string tops, leggings…on and on it went.  “I have too much shit” she scolded herself, “I’ll have to purge when I get back.”

[F with 305 M’s and 80 F’s] Beth wants you to touch yourself

[Welcome to the Meditation Centers of Roscoe Forthright](https://www.roscoeforthright.com/copy-of-welcome-from-bea)

The whole point of writing filthy stories is to get-off 385 joyful, expectant online readers, on any given day, worldwide. If you are a boy, I want you to slap that little fellow around! If you are a girl I want your fingers inside your wet, tingling pussy. Nothing could be more simple…. Except, many of you believe *you have heard it all before*, and nothing short of two trans-midgets, a St. Bernard drooling and a pygmy goat will sound new and original. That is where you are mistaken.

Consider humans in hot places before they discovered ice cubes, or medicine men before they learned to use ayahuasca. Nobody knows everything, no one has experienced all the available joys. I will tell you this: every single one of your orgasms can open your mind as wide as ayahuasca, without all the puking and shitting and nausea. Why put yourself through torture to attain new and desirable experiences? The same is true the complicated bondage and Dom forms of sexuality. Much can be accomplished with far less effort. The key is your own beautiful orgasmic imagination, combined with the innate biochemistry of your own mind and body.

Extra credit (m/f teacher fantasy)

I knew when I woke up this morning that this was my last chance. Some might say I intentionally answered several questions wrong on our last calculus test. It really doesn’t matter though. What matters is that my professor is willing to tutor me after class.

For class today, I wore a short skirt that fits tight around my ass and leaves only a little room for imagination. I wore a white lace thong and a loose low cut top with a zipper running from top to bottom in the front. I was already wet thinking about my extra credit opportunity later. I wondered if he any idea what I had in mind.

I’d noticed the way he looked at me before. If we’re being honest, I always reveal a little when I dress for my professor’s class. He’s recently divorced and I know he must be so lonely. When he teaches class, I can’t help but notice his dark brown eyes, defined biceps, and his bulge even when he’s not aroused. I want to make him aroused.

Fantasy of the bear next door and his new toy [f] [m] [toys] [dom/sub] [masturbation]

He told me about a new toy he got. It’s a pocket pussy that has suction. He told me when he used it the first time, he edged himself for 15 minutes. Now, that’s all I can think about…

I want to watch him edge himself over and over. Work that pussy nice and slow, up and down along his shaft. Watch his chest rise and fall, hear his breath catch as he gets close to release… but then stop because he knows I won’t let him. He knows what I want. He’s a good boy. My hands aren’t on him, but the look in my eye holds more power than my grip ever could. I want to see his jaw clench and temples pulse as he gets near but never quite gets his release…

I want to be your fucktoy fantasy [MF] Part 1

*Ring Ring..*

My phone starts ringing, I glance down and see your name appear on my screen. As soon as I pick up, “Hey babe!” I say in a chipper tone. “Get down here right now” is the only response I get before you hang up. Thoughts start racing through my head.

Is he upset?

What is wrong?

Did I do something?

I arrive at your work within 5 minutes, not sure what to expect. As I walk in your co-worker Ben waves “He is in the back”. I start walking towards the back, I catch a smirk on his face and feel his eyes on my back. “Have fun!” he says as I open the door. It’s dark back here, I search for the lights and hear the door click behind me. I only hear your voice “You’ve been very bad and need to be punished” before a hard slap hits my ass. “But..but I have been a good girl.. “ I try to stammer out as my pussy is getting wetter by the second. You grab my wrist and I feel the cold metal against my skin as I am being tugged in another direction. I still can’t see anything as I hear the other cuff latch onto the metal bookcase.

Embrace of the Goddess Part 2 [FF] [BDSM] [Corruption] [Fantasy] [Vampire]

**Chapter 2: Sacrifice**

Iriel turned off the steaming water that filled her tub and sank into it. She sighed as the water rose up to her neck, helping her clean off the sweat of the night before.

She had to start each day like this now. Her dreams were always fevered, and each morning she woke up sweaty and wet. Her sheets were tangled from her thrashing about, trying to escape Maloth’s tomb or trying to get back in. They were erotic nightmares where she was consumed and orgasmed as Maloth chewed on her flesh or perhaps she climaxed as the smoke of Maloth penetrated her, lifting her up and filling her with its ash.

Each night they were more awful and wonderful than the night before.

But Iriel hated the stench of sweat and lust clinging to her body. She always bathed before going out into the Abbey. The other girls may not recognize the scent, but if she didn’t wash it off, her mind couldn’t escape the dreams.