The Other Sister Pt. 1 [MF] [Cheating] [Handjob] [Oral]

Work in progress tale. Comments and feedback are greatly appreciated. Definitely helps in terms of motivation and encouragement. Hope you enjoy!

Ashley gagged lightly as Eric’s cock pushed at the entrance to her throat. The contracting muscle tightened around his tip and made him involuntarily moan out loud above her. She shot him a warning glance, deep brown eyes glaring up at him from behind her glasses, and he mouthed an apology before she went back to bobbing her head back and forth onto his dick. She really wished he was either just a little bit smaller so as to comfortably fit the length of her mouth or a just a bit bigger so she could take him into her throat. Instead, he was the exact right size that every time she made it to his base, her petite nose pressing into his abdomen, the head of his cock just barely shoved its way past the back of her throat, making her gag. As much as he seemed to like it, it annoyed her to no end.

Persephone and Hades – Part Three

The shower pounded down upon my skin like the rain in a fierce summer storm, warm to the touch and relentless in its torrent. I tipped my head up and let the water pour down over my face and pool in my mouth, as Hades ground his pelvis into my back and rubbed his rock hard cock over the sweet curves of my arse cheeks. I moaned, letting the water trickle down my chin, and arched myself against him, teasing his arousal. 

“You are the devil,” he purred in my ear, nipping at my neck. “Let me inside you, now!”

I laughed throatily. “Aren’t you the devil?” I asked him, curious. He slipped a finger inside my lips from behind and started to knead my clitoris. “Yesssss,” he gave a low, dark hiss, and the thrill of him had me moaning, my knees weakening and my resistance alongside it. “Ooohhh…” I gasped as his finger dipped lower and found the entrance to my body, and then a second digit followed suit.

[FM] The story of how I (28m), almost impregnated my best friend (25f) during grad school

This is the true story of how before marrying my wife, I managed to get into some serious trouble with one of our close friends. Or alternatively, you could call it “The true story of how I had to choose between two fantastic women from Thailand.” Everything you are about to read is true with minimal embellishment. It all happened around 2013. I (28M) was in graduate school in a professional field, living in a converted greek frat house, now just a co-operative house with no greek affiliation. It was on campus but technically it’s own thing. There were about 25 students living in the house, all in close quarters but with our own private rooms. Everything else was communal. Needless to say, lots of close friends were made, and it was hard to avoid running into each other. Fair warning, this story involves cheating. It was the last time it ever happened and it was a learning experience.

Locked Box [BDSM][fiction]

I can hear you in the next room and I strain my ears to decipher your sounds. I hear the jingle of buckles and hardware, the creak of the lid of the trunk at the foot of the bed, the rattle of keys and the click of a lock. Private. Hidden. Secret. I don’t know what’s coming, or what awaits me, so I myself wait, eyes shuttered by the leather hood, curled in my cage, naked and waiting.

[Content Warning: captive/cage play, erotic asphyxiation, rough sex]

Your footfalls are heavier than when you left your office, the same room I am in. You’ve put on boots. My skin prickles at the thought of being taken outside like this, played with in the grass, or pushed into the dirt, with only the high cedar hedges to protect us from prying eyes.

Private. Hidden. Secret.

The Other Sister Pt. 2 [MF] [Cheating] [Handjob]

Comments and feedback are greatly appreciated as I continue this WIP story. Definitely helps in terms of motivation and encouragement!

Part 1 linked in comments!

Three days later, Ashley got her chance. Over the last few days, she had masturbated herself to sleep every night and on at least two occasions during her morning showers. The memory of her forbidden and taboo encounter with her sister’s boyfriend brought her to a powerful orgasm every time, but it wasn’t even about him. She barely thought about his cock or his face as she came. Instead, it was always about the twistedness of the events, of the act of pulling attention away from her sister and toward herself, and deep down inside, in a place she would have never willfully uncovered, of degrading her prude of a sister, her sister that always came in first… except for now.

So, when Dan approached her while Maddie was in the bathroom one night and said he’d been thinking about what they did and that he wanted to do it again, Ashley was more than ready and made plans for another night of debauchery. They waited until the next day. Dan was going to see Maddie for a date later that night and came by beforehand to meet up with Ashley while Maddie was still in class.

Zoom Consultation [FM]

My boyfriend had been an absolute tease lately.

Granted, we were both busy with assignments. On most days, we were already absolutely knackered by the time we had our nightly Zoom call. Sometimes, we barely had time to ask about each other’s day and send flying kisses before it was time for bed.

But Jeremy had been taking good care of himself. And he was not shy about letting me know.

One morning, I woke up to a mirror nude from him, sticking his tongue out teasingly as his rock hard cock jutted straight out. Two nights later, a pic of him lying in bed, his swollen member dripping pre-cum and begging for attention. The next day, a 5-second teaser video of the previous night’s session, his fist gliding smoothly along his wet cock while his hips gyrated sensually, obviously teasing me.

Of course, I played along. Sometimes, I sent quick shots of my dripping pussy. When I felt like it, videos of me sliding my fingers in and stretching myself for him. During our study calls, I would quickly flash my boobs at him, watching him bite his lip and flush as he tried not to get distracted.

Sometimes I wish I could find the passion I [F] 18 had with my [M] 19 stepbrother. ?

We were young, but at that age. He was slightly older. We fought at the beginning of our parents union. I always felt he was picking on me. His friends seemed to always also be picking on me. No doubt on his orders to do so. We just clashed so bad from the start.
One particular night while my parents were out, my step brother and I were trusted to stay home and watch tv…. not need at our ages to fuss with someone peering over us. We fought of course as always. And though the details are muddied, I do recall taking laundry to put away in my parents drawers and my stepbrother was nosing around my stepmother‘s side of the bed. He pulled an item out of her drawer as my back was to him and zapped my lower back with it! I was sitting with my back to him, and I guess when He discovered her bright white vibrator he decided to stick me with it above tailbone! Laughing deviant my like a monster of course.
I remember being completely offended and calling him some random insult like, “ You pig!” ….something along those lines.
I went into his closet next to hang his shirts and he followed me. It was a very long walk that had my teenage wardrobe completely taking over his pothead burnout motley Crue mess. I heard the door click and quickly turned around a bit startled, feeling his presence behind me like Darth Vader walking into a room.
He had his hand behind his back and an unusually devilish satisfying evil grin on his mug. Then he brought his hand back forward to show me what was there. It was her vibrator! I suddenly felt this feeling rush over my body of nit being a sibling tussle and sarcastic joke anymore. He walked to me causing me to back up and drop the shirts in my grasp. Hangers clanging above my head as I backed all the way to the wall. I didn’t say a word, nether of us did really. It was all very telepathic if you asked me. He touched my face with his other hand, and moved it down to my breast. I quickly slapped his hand while his other hand suddenly pressed the vibrator against my cameltoe that shone through my tight thing faded 80’s style sweats. He then managed to spin my around, pulling me up against his body. My back to his chest, my messy ponytail head under his chin. One hand rubbing my breast now up under my shirt and the vibratory against my slit through my pants. He moved my forehead back with his chin and looked down at my face. Then he leaned down and around kissing my mouth. He was my very first kiss. I’d say here he was my fist exploration of many things, but I was a victim as a young child and we won’t get into that.
He spun me back around, turned the vibrator off. And slipped my tshirt up off me. Taking my hair scrub by with it. My long hair swept down passed my chest, and he was so tender gently brushing it out of the way of my breast. His mouth was wet and warm. I could feel the little stubble from his chin on my underboob. He was rubbing and sucking my breasts and I swear my mind was just gone.
I touched his long hair, his shoulders, I was completely changed in these moments. He stopped to remove his tshirt. As soon as it went over his face, he was leaning to taste my lips. We must have sat on our knees in that closet for a good 20 min just kissing and making out. At some point he backed up, stood up, and his crotch was right above my face. He looked down at me and undid his button fly. You must understand I was so turned on for the first time in this manner ever, and watching him do this just created this imprint forever in my mind. So now when I meet a man and he slowly looks down at me I’m doing his jeans it gets me like a flood in my pants. Probably the easiest way to lure me into sex now is a man looking at me silently just like he did, and unbuttoning his jeans as if he didn’t give a shit about any consequences, he wanted me right then and there. When he pulled his jeans down, his hard cock popped out. It was very large and swollen tight. So red and almost purple, shining from how on edge he really was. He got to a certain part of his thighs abd the jeans rested down the rest of the way on their own. We both were kind of quiet a little. My hand was trembling, and I noticed he had this clear wet goo dripping a bit from his cock head. Obviously precum, but I was just so inexperienced. I rise up on my knees bringing my face very close to inspect son of what he had. I touched him. I can’t put into words but the feeling was warm, and addictive to touch his hardness. I just know this started my obsession with seeing leather beautiful cocks.
I parted my mouth open, naturally realizing to be very careful not to hurt him with my teeth, I moved to suck and taste him in my tongue. I seemed a natural I’m guessing, cause his head was back and he was wincing and moaning. His ass was clenching, cause I felt his muscles moved under my hands. I was pressing his firm quarterback ass cheeks to bring him deep in my mouth. I don’t know how I guessed to take him all the way down my throat until I couldn’t. Or the suck tightly without hurting him. Like I said, I was a natural at this. He kept stopping me and I’d watch his cock up close and it was swelling and bouncing gently. Pulsating like a heartbeat cause he wanted to cum so bad. I I think he was genuinely hesitating because we both knew we weren’t supposed to be doing this. He leaned down and kissed me again. After a few minutes of kissing my face and mouth my neck he gently pushed me back. And grab the sides of my sweatpants and slowly pulled them off of my butt and my hips. He took my panties with them. Ass my legs go free, he urged them apart very wide, and crouched staring at my pussy. I never could grow a thick significant bush. It must’ve looked kind of odd, my tight puffy outer lips covered in peach fuzz, my tiny hard clit poking through and resting on two perfect thin almost strands of dark pink thin perfect labia. Glossy with so much wetness presented before him. He had his face right there and I was almost embarrassed to watch what he was exploring. Touching every part of me first, drawing the wet slippery mess rubbing it between his fingers. Lol kind of looked very concentrated like a scientist almost. Then he stuck his tongue in me. Thus part is also so clouded by my overpowering feeling is asked to see where I can barely remember every little detail.. It’s all metal together into a giant intense event. First with this slow start of feeling his tongue gentle and barely testing the edge of my clit, my labia. To his thumbs lifting apart and spreading while his entire tongue was exploring me his lips were sucking me, and I didn’t know weather I was coming or going! Then reaching guys insane moment when all this happiness took my breath away and same time slamming me down hard! It was almost like being on the splash Mountain ride at Disneyland! I orgasmed. It was sudden and the most powerful feeling of satisfaction I’d ever felt. I remember him jumping up and pressing his hardness against my throbbing slit. His huge purple shiny cock standing out, sliding in all my wetness , and slipping up and down in between my lips. He knew he couldn’t penetrate me, so he just kept pumping and humping in my wet sweat pussy slit….until finally shooting bright white almost yogurt like ropes, splashing up all over my bellybutton.
I won’t tell you about how we quickly cleaned up and felt that awkward silence for a few days. Being so very nervous that our parents were going to see somehow by our faces or our behavior, and they might figure out what we have done in in that closet.
I will tell you that it started something for the next four years, and every chance we had to go get groceries or go run errands, we always went together. Yes we completely defiled our parents car. He was good to keep my virginity intact, but everything else we did. I don’t regret a damn thing either. ?

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 24: Fantasy Come True (Mff, inc, oral)

Paul heard a knock in his door, He had been laying there naked, thinking about how much he missed having his daughter in his bed. Paul was also envisioning young Rebecca in a skimpy nightie, and was lazily stroking his erection. He quickly pulled up the covers as Laurie opened the door.

“Daddy?” Laurie stuck her face in the open door. “I didn’t get my goodnight kiss.”

Paul smiled. “Well, then, come and get it, sweetheart!”

Laurie opened the door and walked in, totally nude. Paul did not initially take issue with this, since she was naked in his room quite a bit lately. What shocked him was the fact that Laurie entered the room hand-in-hand with Rebecca, equally nude. They both looked like goddesses, nubile and free.

Paul gasped aloud. Was he imagining this? Laurie and Becky both crawled up on the bed, like little kittens, on either side of him. Laurie leaned over his stunned face, and said, “Kiss me, Daddy.”

Paul’s brain sputtered to life. “uh… Laurie? What… why are you naked?”

She kissed him quickly. “I’m always naked in our bed, Daddy.” She lifted the covers and slid in beside him, as Becky did the same on the other side.

An Oral Fixation [D/s] [M/f] [short]

You adore having my cock in your mouth, parting your lips eagerly for it and sliding the tip and flat of your tongue over and along it.

You crave something in your mouth, and you don’t even know it. Sure, you beg for it and pout when denied the pleasure of something between those pretty little lips. But do you realize this need you have? Are you aware of it? This obsession that plays out so many times a day without you ever giving it any thought?

You enjoy few things more than having your mouth full or used, my little orally fixated pet.

You give off subtle clues that hint at your strong desire for oral stimulation– Not so obvious ways in which you subconsciously keep your lovely mouth stimulated.

Like how you are constantly chewing on the insides of your cheeks or the inside of your lower lip. You often bite the centers or far corners of your luscious lips.

Whether home or out, you always seek out a straw for your drinks (and often carry a reusable one with you just in case). Just so you have something to suck on, something you can bring to your lips– though you surely don’t mind being the one to bring your lips to things. But are you even conscious of this?

Lost Innocence p3

Sarah hit the porn and toys in her room after she had played with herself. She didn’t consider what her father would say if he knew that she had opened his package and found out what it all was. Let alone watched the DVD. She decided to tell him that whatever package he should have received just never came. It seemed the safest bet.

That night she made pork chops, scalloped potatoes and green beans with onion and bacon for dinner. It was all almost ready when her dad came home from work. She was adding the bacon to the green beans when he walked in.

“Ooohh man, something smells good!” He said shutting the door and locking it, then proceeded to kick off his shoes and move through the living room with hungry eyes looking for the food.

“Go shower! You stink!” Sarah said smiling and trying to avoid him. His job kept him fairly dirty and sweaty all day so showering when he got home was always first priority.

“Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes.” She said squealing as he stood over her smelling the food, purposely getting close enough that she would have move or risk getting infected with his sweatiness.