[M][M][T] How much is enough?

The part of this story that turns me on to this day is one that can only be fully embraced by knowing that before 2016, I was straight. I was straight, and titties, ass, and pussy were what filled my feed here on Reddit at that time.

I’ll keep this part short, so I’ll just quickly mention that I met a beautiful girl (Sofia) through work who I decided to ask out for a drink. She accepted and we were dating for 3 weeks with only hugs and kisses as the extent of our physical contact when we decided to take it further. I then learned that she was afraid to reveal that she was transgender. The rest of this story is for another post, but I’ll say that I really liked her as a person, and I was willing to try anything.

Julia was a (mtf) friend of Sofia’s that we often played with. That’s how I learned that Julia loved being bottom… when a “straight” guy wasn’t involved. When that happened, the naive boy was the perfect bottom to top.

The Gender Swap [gay] [m4m] [sissy]

*********Okay, so yeah. I got this idea from a GIF I saw here on Reddit. I thought it was hot as fuck, and I immediately knew I wanted to write the story for it. So, here’s my attempt at that. And, so long as Reddit will let me, I’ll post the link to the original GIF in the comments section. Hope you all enjoy!**********

Las Vegas. The Hotel Cupid. 17th floor. Room 512. I lay in a bed that felt a little too comfortable. A little too luxurious. It felt like heaven.

I stirred, and my body felt strange, different somehow. Still groggy, not even sure why I was up at this hour, I swung my legs out from under the covers.

The neon lights of a nearby casino illuminated silky smooth skin, the sexiest, most feminine feet and toes…..

Alarmed, I peeled the covers back, allowing my gaze to slowly drift up my legs, past my men’s underwear, right up to my crotch. My significantly smaller crotch. Where the hell was my dick?!

I pulled the fabric aside. I had a god damn pussy! Completely absent of hair, my pussy lips looked plump but tight, inviting….

Got a [handjob] from my mom’s friend [mF]

The plan was, I would go to my mom’s friend Cassandra Mills’ house Saturday morning. Just like every Saturday morning, her husband Tom would escort their three kids to all their usual meets and matches and sports leagues. While he was out, Mrs Mills and I would take advantage of her being home alone in order to prep their backyard for a surprise birthday party for Tom’s 40th.

Or at least, that had been the plan she’d told me about. I never expected it when she… but, well, I should start at the beginning.

A week back, I walked into my kitchen to grab a snack when I overheard a conversation.

My mom leaned against the kitchen island while her friend Cassandra Mills sat on a stool opposite. Mrs Mills was saying, “…how hard it is to find a good babysitter. You know how it is with young kids. Never a moment to yourself. That was Tom and my first quiet evening since… I don’t know how long.” She laughed.

My mother laughed along with her. “Well Belle’s always available if you need another night away.” Belle’s my sister, not that that matters. “She’s happy for the money, saving up for this summer camp she wants to do.”

Bullet and a Bruise [M/F][FDom][Torture?]

She’s always been a tough girl.

Evelyn Payne is a retired marine at 30, and a full time mechanic. She’s been enjoying her civilian life, admittedly at first she found it difficult to readjust but she adjusted soon enough. She chose to retire instead of re-enlisting, seeing as she’s lost many friends and comrades to IED’s and enemy snipers has spurred her to hang up her guns. She saw their faces while she slept, and while the booze kept it at bay she found other demons lurking at the bottom of the bottle.

She had the mouth of a pissed off sailor ready to throw hands but she’s always been kind. Her dad has instilled in her to treat others as how she wanted to be treated, but while she is kind she isn’t stupid either. She didn’t slouch and she kept her combat training sharp. She called out bullshit when she see’s it, and she stepped in when the strong bullies the weak. Evelyn Payne has made a name for herself in her little town and she enjoyed the respect she’s garnered from people.

A bet gone wrong (2,400 words )

This is my first story, please feel free to leave comments or suggestions. Feel free to message me as well, enjoy.

**All characters are 18**
This is a work of fiction

Mike and Josh were the best of friends growing up, they came from the same small well-to-do town in the Midwestern United States. Both friends were very athletic which in turn made them very competitive. It was always about who could run the fastest, jump the highest, and lift the heaviest object. As they got older this spilled over into sports, they played them all, Baseball, Soccer, Basketball, and Football. It was always about who got to be the team captain, who had the highest batting average, or who scored the most points/goals in a season.

As they grew older girls became a bigger part of this competition in middle school. They were determined not to let a girl come between them so they made a pact, neither would ever steal a girl, but until the first kiss, it was all fair game. Being the popular kids they went through their share of chicks always a conquest to show the other one up. That was until late freshman year when Josh’s dad got in some pretty serious legal troubles, something called insider trading that neither of the boys really understood.

New hobby

A new hobby I’ve recently picked up and was told I should share. So I’m heres.. please excuse grammar errors

I knew i wouldnt be able to resist her if she tried to give herself to him again. That was the best sex he eve had. 

 So when she texted me saying come worship your goddess I was in. 

 I wanted to make her wait so he made sure to show up at a late hour. I figured she would think i would show up as soon as i could. I liked keeping her guessing. 

 So i called her when i got there, then went to the front desk and got the key. 

I to her room and opened the door. And my jaw hit the floor. 

She was laying their blindfolded In a maroon skin tight body suit with a bust tie that pulled into a choker down to her sternum. She had on a matching garter belt, that connected to knee high fishnets. 

This was my goddess. Then i noticed her hands. She had silk strips wrapped  around her arms fist grabbing them. She brought hand ties. Yes I was going to love worshiping at my alter. 

[Incest][M/F][Brother/Sister][Fiction] Breeding My Sister After Saving Her Life

“Okay, that’s the last of them,” I said to my sister Jenna.

We ran a bar together after we inherited it from our father, and it was 2AM, which meant closing time on a Wednesday. It was a pretty small town but our regular customers were loyal and we had a good life.

I looked behind the bar at my sister, who was bending down to return something to the lower shelves. I knew it was so wrong for me to look, but those tight little shorts she wore really showed off her peachy ass something wicked. She always dressed provocatively, she said it scored her better tips, and I absolutely believed it. I’d sure like to give her my tip.

“Great,” she said, standing up and turning to face me. “I’ll finish up these last few things here, can you go take the trash out?”

She grabbed a rag and started wiping down the bar, really putting some elbow grease into a particular sticky stain. My eyes were completely transfixed on the way her big tits bounced as she rubbed back and forth. For a second, I even let myself imagine her hands working that hard to stroke my cock, her titties bouncing for my pleasure.

[Incest][M/F][Brother/Sister][Fiction] Breeding My Sister After Saving Her Life

“Okay, that’s the last of them,” I said to my sister Jenna.

We ran a bar together after we inherited it from our father, and it was 2AM, which meant closing time on a Wednesday. It was a pretty small town but our regular customers were loyal and we had a good life.

I looked behind the bar at my sister, who was bending down to return something to the lower shelves. I knew it was so wrong for me to look, but those tight little shorts she wore really showed off her peachy ass something wicked. She always dressed provocatively, she said it scored her better tips, and I absolutely believed it. I’d sure like to give her my tip.

“Great,” she said, standing up and turning to face me. “I’ll finish up these last few things here, can you go take the trash out?”

She grabbed a rag and started wiping down the bar, really putting some elbow grease into a particular sticky stain. My eyes were completely transfixed on the way her big tits bounced as she rubbed back and forth. For a second, I even let myself imagine her hands working that hard to stroke my cock, her titties bouncing for my pleasure.

My master went from sharing me with his friends to renting me out.

After a few more gangbangs with his friends master decided I was ready for something a little more intense. He started taking me with him to bdsm parties. He told me that while we were there I was to be his perfect little pet. No brattyness or bad behavior would be tolerated.

I would know when we were going because he would lay out an outfit for me. Usually a little pink dress that was a half size too small for my tits and ass, heels and of course my collar and a leash. He usually took care of putting a plug in my ass himself for reasons that will be apparent soon.

When master drove us I’d spend the car ride with my face in his lap, deepthroating his cock until we got there. It was tempting to give him sloppy head but I was supposed to stay tidy at least until we got there.

[MF] Fates Chapter 04: Celestial Visitations

At first Trysh’alia was shocked by the white light, but quickly felt it’s comforting warmth. She felt relaxed, possibly because she had passed out asleep in such a state of sexual comfort. She could feel her silk gown wrap around her, as well as the sheets over her smooth, tender pale body. Yet there she stood in the depths of a white abyss, standing with the same silk gown clinging to her body, The warmth of the light felt too real for it to be a dream, which confused the thicc elf.

“Trysh’alia Everlove.” A soft voice called out from in front of her. Trysh jumped with a yelp, which made her bust bounce along with her. Her pretty blue eyes darted around the brightness, desperate to face the directionless voice.

“Y-yes?” She called out sheepishly. There was a pop that rattled through her mind. Suddenly a silhouette shaped like a woman blinked into existence before her. Immediately Trysh felt her heart sink. Her lip quivered in fear. Vernande had come for judgement. Her voice croaked, and shivered with fear. Her mind bouncing all kinds of thoughts and emotions around her head; the goddess of celibacy and abstinence knew of her broken vows. She had indulged in a sexual act of her own free will.