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Forbidden Fruit (Sister in Law) Chpt.3 – I’m Yours

Forbidden Fruit Part 3 – I’m Yours

I headed upstairs and got into bed. Closing my eyes and replaying what had just happened over and over. Slight feelings of guilt crept in but were quickly overwhelmed by lust. Falling asleep was impossible. Soon, I felt my cock begin to rise again. Imagining Ali’s amazing teenage body, her wet little cunt and amazing tits. I looked over at my phone. 2 hours had gone by already and I couldn’t get the thought out of my head.

“Fuck”

I thought to myself.

Thoughts started to creep into my head about heading over to her room and having my way with her.

“No, go to bed Mike.”

I tried to tell myself but it was no use. My cock was raging hard and the urge to have more was beginning to get the best of me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I slowly got off the bed and creeped towards the door. Slowly opening and shutting it behind me. The house was completely silent. I looked down the hall and saw her bedroom door slightly open. The moon was nearly full illuminating the house with its light. My stomach turned in a knot as I quietly approached her room. Read more »

My girlfriend asked me to write a story about how I will fuck her by force

We sat side by side and I could only smell the aroma of wine. She introduced her fingertip along the edge of the glass slowly .. and we looked at each other in a slightly darkened room. And at some point, she dipped her finger into the glass, wet it with wine and slowly looking at me ran this finger over my lips while I got drunk from just looking at her.. Read more »

Letting my friendd use you

NSFW

I want to share you. I’ll get a hotel room, some rope – tie you to the bedposts – and blindfold you. I’ll let all my friends use you, their hands running on your soft body, grabbing your soft tits, their mouths all over your body. I’ll jerk my cock while they pull theirs out, pushing them into your holes. One fucking your pretty face, his cock sliding between your soft lips, grabbing a fist full of your hair and making you gag, your eyes watering. The other will spread your legs, hard, and bruise your thighs. Pushing his cock between your folds and stretching you out, sliding himself inside you, and pounding you – hard. Listening to his balls slap against your clit while you make soft little gagging noises is so nice.

Now where is the third gonna go? And me..

I [M] found out my (half) brother and sister-in-law [F] are swingers

So this just happened yesterday, and I have no one to tell, so hello internet: I had my half-brother, Rob (33m), and his wife, Alexis (27f) over for a little family lunch yesterday. They just had a baby 4 months ago, and I wanted to wait until I was fully vaccinated to see them, and after my two week post-shot time was up, here we are at today.

A little backstory: Rob and I had the same dad. Both our mothers passed away about a decade apart from each other in ’97 and ’06, and our dad passed in ’09 ago due to natural causes, and since then we’ve made it a point to keep in touch more often. We’re not super close, and we have conflicting personalities. He’s kind of a Frat-type douche bro who’s super self-absorbed, and I’ve always been the level-headed more down to earth one. When shit in his life goes wrong, since our dad died, he bitches to me, and being 6 years older than him, I tend to handle his shit for him. His wife knows this, and she sees me as the great mediator for all situations. Her and I have always had this kind of odd friendship because we’re really much alike, with the same sets of interests and such. Read more »

An Unexpected Reunion – MF(30+), Dd, rough, oral, vag, anal, spank, consentual non-consent, drugs, degrade, hair.

It was just another, typical day for me. Wake up, shower, dress, go to work, return home, blah blah blah. I made no special plans nor did I expect anything unusual to happen. That is until I saw her. 

It was a rough day at work today, and here I am thinking Fridays were the easy days. I couldn’t be more fucking wrong if I tried. I had absolutely no motivation nor desire to cook dinner; all I wanted was some food in my gut, a cold drink, and some primo kush. Instead of a home-cooked dinner for one, I opted to go to this little Vietnamese noodle restaurant that was on my way home.

I took a seat at a table in the corner and ordered a couple gỏi cuốn, Vietnamese summer rolls, with peanut dipping sauce, phở gà, Vietnamese chicken noodle soup, and green tea. As I waited for my order to arrive, I removed my tie and watched as another customer entered the dining area.  Read more »

A Ride Home [MF] [Cheating] [Creampie] [Short]

“Well shit.” I muttered as I slid my phone back into my pocket and squinted off into the distance. My ride home from work had fallen through.

“Five minutes too late for the bus, I guess it’s a cab.” I sighed as I tapped away at my phone to summon a car to take me home. A shadow overtook me at that moment – damn clouds, can’t even enjoy the sun in this ci-

“Hey, need a ride?”

I glanced up to find that what had blocked my sun was actually my coworker Emily stopped in front of me and leaning out her car window. “Well?” She said.

“I live pretty far.”

“How far?”

“Twenty, twenty-five minutes maybe?”

“Works for me, get in.” she said with a slight smile.

I crushed the cigarette I had been absentmindedly holding against the curb and strolled around to the passenger side of her car.

“Are those extra five minutes for how long it takes you to get in the car?” she said with a smirk. I laughed and gave her my address as we pulled out of the parking lot. Read more »

Open letter #6 – Some days aren’t meant for working[Bi]

There is a backstory for this series of posts in my profile. The format will make more sense if you at least scan through that first.

10-Jun-21

Hey Kyle, so I got to thinking the other day about a conversation you and I had awhile ago about the difference between a bisexual play date with all three of us vs you and I playing without Emily. Looking back, you and I could easily have gotten each other warmed up that time we sat around talking in the hotel room while we were waiting for her to get off work and I wouldn’t have had any problem with that at all. Specifically scheduling a time for us without her feels different though. Can’t say why, it just does. So that led me down the path of imaging what it would look like were that to happen, why I perceive that as less exciting, and put some logic to the whole topic. Read more »

The Chase

The cold morning air poured across my arms and legs, my breath billowing mist into the chaos around me. I had been training determinedly for some weeks after my rather embarrassing defeat to the girl in charcoal and white. As I pumped my legs up the hill, I reminded myself of the tension required to run—the tension borne by a relaxed mind imposing a disciplined rhythm upon itself. Each day I had composed myself diligently, stepping into my running shoes as if they were an extension of my body as an archer’s bow is an extension of his.

I had not yet seen her again after that fateful day. She was as a shrike with her sleek figure, curving effortlessly through the air, curious and intelligent. I imagined her to be a huntress, patient and mischievous; ready to leap into the fray with a gladness imprinted onto wild things.

By now the sweat was forming beads on my forehead and wetting my thick eyebrows. I was glad of having shaved my head, since the cool air softly caressed my scalp and served to refresh my motions as I summited the hill. The next leg of my run would take me through a dense bush filled with the heavy scent of life, somewhere in between rejuvenation and decay. Read more »

Dinner Date (MF) by Clouds

I write short stories from time to time. I wanted to see what people other than my friends thought. Let me know.

I write short stories in my spare time and wanted to see what people other than my friends thought. Let me know and enjoy.

A couple walks into a restaurant for a night out. 

He holds the door and slaps her ass as she walks through the doorway. He smiles and watches her booty jiggle in a tight black dress that shows her curves off perfectly.

While seated, he asks, “Did you do as promised?”

She replies, “Yes, baby.” 

Then she reaches underneath her dress. He looks deep into her eyes as her hand slides up her thigh. She reaches her wet pussy and pauses before gently rubbing over it. Her pussy floods as she imagines being fucked deep from behind. 

Her hand emerges back above the table. She stretches across and inserts her fingers into his mouth. He licks each one clean while enjoying the taste of her. 

He reaches his hand underneath the table and feels himself growing. He whispers, “Bathroom now!” As her pussy pulsates with excitement. Read more »

The Storm That Rages In Your Eyes [FM][Vanilla][Flirting]

Have mercy with me, with this little boat that was not made for cruising in uncharted waters. I should be anchored in a harbour, not fighting for the life of ship and crew in the middle of a storm, waves, treacherous waters and navigating through rocky cliffs.

This captain is not equipped or trained to steer this driftwood with a mast and sail even across the smoothest of lakes, much less this raging ocean. All I wanted was to get out of my house, to sail in peace, maybe drink a few beers too many like we have. I never asked for a sea monster, the sharks, the people with torches up on the cliffs just waiting to come down and dig through the wreck as soon as I smash against a rock too many.

I did not ask for any of this, that depth in your eyes, the slightly tilted smile, that little dimple in your cheek. I did not ask for those perfect breasts that are so impossible to look away from, or those eyes that still manage to draw my gaze away. Read more »