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A swim with the merfolk [Fantasy] [Pansexual] [Orgy] [Light CNC] [First Person]

*This is a first person fantasy involving my take on some particularly raunchy merfolk. I tried to write it with a strong focus on sensations, and I think it helps if you listen to some ambient water sounds, or perhaps look up some sort of siren song, while you read.*

*Enjoy! :)*

# 9PM

The salt permeates my senses as I drift around aimlessly in my boat. I finished my fishing for the day hours ago, but the sea called back to me, so I went back out for a float. It’s a warm night, a new moon, and my town, nothing but distant lights on the dark shore, is quiet.

So here I sit, breathing in the summer air from the comfort of my craft, in the dark, like an astronaut alone among the void. Everything is quiet except the gentle licks of water on the side of the boat, and the cool breeze passing by me, teasing the hairs on my neck. I listen meditatively to the wind as it hoos and hums. Sometimes, on these lonely nights, it’s as if I hear a song. I come out here and try to pick out the notes, but I can never quite key in to the melody. Read more »

Dear Diary – Part One

***This is my diary with diary entries written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. These are my fantasies and thoughts, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

Dear Diary,

I am very much an enigma of a human being and I am sure that it all somehow connects and makes sense but even if not, this is going to be a sex diary about me. My psychology, sexual thoughts, fantasies, and my curiosities surrounding these.

I love my husband. I have the best human on this planet as a partner. We are sexually, mentally and emotionally in sync, most of the time. (I won’t pretend that we are rainbows and butterflies, no real relationship is. But… we are both in it and committed). However, he is a lot more vanilla then me sexually. He always makes sure I get off, usually first too. However, he isn’t comfortable “hurting” me or playing into those fantasies. He likes willing and able, dirty and hot sex. I simply love sex, I’m so many forms, including the way he loves it. Read more »

Visiting the Cabin Alone (CNC) – Part One

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I needed to get some alone time in nature so I decided to go up to my sisters cabin for the weekend. It was a nice little secluded place in Wyoming with no service. A perfect place to read a book and relax the mind. I packed my bags and put them in the car, excited for the weekend ahead of me. Read more »

Out of nowhere [MF]

One pre-pandemic evening I was laying on the floor in the kitchen fixing my dishwasher. It hadn’t been draining and I was tired of having nasty water sitting in the bottom of an otherwise clean dishwasher. It also smelled. My wife was entertaining her friend Ruth in the living room and the two of them were partway through a shared bottle of wine. Their voices and laughter were steadily increasing in volume.

At some point, I’d gotten the line cleared and hit some service code to run the drain pump. When I opened it a few minutes later, it was empty! Success! I called out to my wife that it was fixed and headed over to the living room to say hi.

“… fixing stuff around the house? That’s gotta be good for some hand action,” I heard Ruth say as I entered the room. My wife laughed and said, “Maybe later,” and gave me a smile.

“I spent nearly an hour fixing the dishwasher and all you’re offering is some lousy handjob?” I retorted.

Ruth looked at my wife disapprovingly. “You didn’t tell me it was a *dishwasher*. That’s worth a blowie.” Read more »

[MF] How to Properly be Woken Up by a Blowjob

**How to Properly be Woken Up by a Blowjob**

It’s every man’s fantasy, isn’t it? Being woken up by a blowjob? Maybe you’re one of the lucky ones, and someone has done this for you. You wake up and look down, and there’s your wife or girlfriend bobbing up and down on your junk, doing her best to bring you off. “This is the life,” you think. “It couldn’t get better than this.”

I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong. It *can* get better than that. First of all, the entire premise is a mistake. You don’t want to be *woken up* by a blowjob. In fact, done properly, you shouldn’t be awake for much of it at all.

This is how it works in my house:

First, my wife’s phone vibrates from where it’s hidden under her pillow. It’s early. Five AM. She set the alarm last night without telling me, because she likes it to be a surprise. Ever so slowly, she rolls over and skootches down under the covers. Making as little noise and jostling me and the bed as little as possible, she finds my sleeping cock and slowly sucks the whole thing into her mouth. Then she eases her head down until she’s resting in my lap and goes back to sleep. Read more »

Muffled Whimpers [Part 2/?] – somnophilia/sleep play

?? // somnophilia/AKA sleep play

[Alternate POV]

You were stroking her throbbing cunt when all of a sudden, she went limp. You smirked, observing how her hair was sticking to her sweaty forehead, and how she was drawing shallow breaths. Her tear-stained cheeks reminded you of how much you ravaged her. This was going to make things interesting.

You recalled how she promised you that she would let me fuck her mercilessly for the finale. Although you would love to continue hearing her wails of tortured ecstacy, sometimes you got to make do with what you have. You positioned her, remembering your conversation about how somno (somnophilia) was okay.

With her legs spread apart and ready, you reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and leave a firm kiss on her forehead before thrusting into her.

She was already soaked from your previous endeavors, allowing you to thrust in without much of a problem. Looking down at her unconscious state, limbs still immobilized, you groaned as you could tell she was spasming. The all too familiar whines or whimpers were no where to be heard. Read more »

A Wife Hesitates to be Watched- Her bisexual stepfather persuades her.

Laura stretched her slim, 28-year-old body as her husband kissed his way from Laura’s breasts to her navel. They were both naked, in their bedroom beside the pool of the rented holiday villa. It was midnight. Laura looked up at the ceiling and allowed herself to relax, even though she wondered if Matt was cheating on her again. She knew the first time he’d fucked the woman, a neighbour in the next street back home. Laura had smelt the women’s perfume on him.

She hadn’t said anything. Laura reckoned, though, that Matt had done it again many times – screwed the same neighbour – and Laura wondered if she ought to have a showdown or quietly ignore it and hope Matt would get bored of her.

Matt kissed the beginning of Laura’s pubic hair, a hark neatly trimmed strip that ran to her clit. He whispered, ”Imagine we’re being watched, Laura. There’s someone we know who’s in the room.”

She fantasised aloud who it might be. ”Another man? Is he naked?”

”Yes. A man who fancies you. He wants to undress. Shall we let him?” Read more »

Mommy/ Son Tease

The following is a fictional encounter between you, a cis man and your Mommy, a cis woman. Gender is not discussed but is implied.

I want you to imagine this:

You walk by your Mommy’s room, noticing her napping. You make to walk by, because this is nothing out of the ordinary, but something makes you pause and continue watching. The way the sunlight hits her milky skin arouses you in a way you’ve never felt before, you bite your lip as you watch her roll over, the blankets falling to expose her soft breasts. Your breath catches in your throat, you didn’t know Mommy liked to sleep naked. You can feel yourself getting hard for Mommy and you don’t understand what is happening. You imagine yourself curling up on her lap, your head lying on her bare chest feeling the soothing rise and fall of her breath as your mouth finds its way to her familiar nipple and begin sucking. This fantasy has you lost, still standing in my doorway you don’t even notice when Mommy startles, her eyes slowly opening. You don’t move when you notice she sees you watching her, you worry that you’re about to be scolded and sent away. But to your delight, she smiles at the sight of her sweet boy watching. She lifts the blankets to invite you in and you catch a glance at her nude body waiting for you. Instinctively you make your way to the bed ready to crawl in, but Mommy stops you, “you don’t want to sleep in your clothes do you?” Your eyes grow wide in excitement, but falter, panicked over the erection in your pants. To your delight and shock, you watch a soft smile break over Mommy’s face as she reaches out, starting to undo your pants for you. “Mommy, wait …” you start to say. Not sure how to explain yourself.
“Don’t be ashamed” Mommy says in a reassuring voice, “I’ll show you how to use it”.