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[MF] Kinky Experience [MF]

One of the first and probably the only time it will happen in my Kink life. It was a ONS. Met this guy over the internet when he was travelling by for a couple of days. After some good chats, chemistry is going good, end up meeting at a hotel one night. He was an above-tall Fresh looking German. We meet and greet, awkward moment walking into the elevators with other hotel guests. Go into the room and try to break the ice by starting a few conversation.

“I’m going to go take a shower first”, he says.
It was an awfully long shower (for an average person I say…).

He comes out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I crawl to the bedside corner as he stood in front of me. I grope him over the damp towel as his cock begins to grow. I removed his towel and startled myself.

Wow.

We start making out and getting more and more intimate. Out of nowhere, he whispers into my ears:

“Would you like to see something?”

I look puzzled.

“Sure?” I answered. Read more »

Wayward Daughter Returns (MF, inc, cons)

Wayward Daughter Returns

By SpectreOfHell

Brad was sitting at his desk when he heard his daughter come in the front door. He turned away from his computer to face the door, leaning back in his chair angrily. “Nina!” he called out. He heard her footsteps hesitate in the hallway. “Come here. I need to speak with you.”

She appeared in the doorway. For a moment, he forgot to be angry. It was always like this with her, had been this way since he could remember. She was spoiled, and it was his fault, because he couldn’t stay angry with her. Because he felt such a load of guilt associated with his unnatural desire for her. She was seventeen now, blossoming into an amazing woman, but he had first felt this twinge of lust when she was nine. When her tits first began to show. He’d denied it for a while, and then pushed it to the back of his thoughts when it became undeniable. Now…

Things were different now.

“Do you know what time it is?” he asked, his anger returning. “It’s after midnight, Nina. What time was your curfew?” Read more »

That 70’s Porno Pt. 01 | Celebrity Story [MF] [FM] [MFF]

That 70’s Porno Pt. 01 | Celebrity Story

So I worked really hard to get the dialogue in this story to sound like the
characters in the show which also meant trying to get a balance between a believable scene
in the show with 70’s era pornography. That being said, it was around page 100 that I
finally noticed that I was on page 100. So rather than finish the story and then post it I
decided it would be easier to divide it up between the days of the week in the story. That
also being said, here’s late Saturday night/early Sunday morning and Led Zeppelin is only a
week away.

That 70’s Porno

“…and this has been ‘Hot Donna’. Signing off,” Donna said as she clicked off her mic
and played her last musical track of the night. The director in the sound booth gave her a
thumbs-up which she returned before taking her ear phones off. She stood up just as the
door to the DJ’s booth opened and a tall, older man with fly away gray hair and a leather
jacket entered.

“Oh wow, Mr. Johnson,” she squealed in delight, “It’s so good to meet you.” Read more »

Mile High Club Madness [MF]

Sometimes life is crazy.

A few months back I was on a red-eye flight from the West Coast to Philadelphia. I had an aisle seat a few rows from the back of the plane.

The window seat next to me was empty and I thought I might luck out and have the extra space. No such luck, the last passenger to board was a middle aged woman in a black sweatshirt that read ” Soccer Mom” with one of those tiny yippy dogs in a little cage. I was pretty tired, and thought I hope this dog doesn’t yip the whole flight.

She was nice enough, with a deep NY accent, but a bit annoying in a high maintenance kind of way. First she asked for help put her bag up, which was fine but then she wanted to talk. We chatted for about 20 minutes about her kids, etc and she bragged about the Eagles winning their first Super Bowl.

I told her,” It was a great game, I have some meetings in the city tomorrow, so I’m going to try and sleep.” Read more »

Stripper for daddy [incest][m/f][throat fucking][anal]

Riley Parker turned her hips away from the mirror, admiring her ass. She clenched her tight, pear shaped cheeks, leaning forward as she fluffed gently at the folds of her microskirt, making sure everything she wanted to be seen was in full view. She loved her ass, and her deep Venusian dimples. And she wasn’t the only one. She always welled with a cocky pride in the face of the envy of her peers, and would snap her thong, when she was getting dressed, for their benefit. It was a bit out of character for her, but she found herself allowing the indulgence of vanity quite a bit more often ever since she got the job. It was something she’d made a mental of to keep in check, and she made sure to leave it all at the club, but damn if she didn’t look fuckable as hell.

It was a Friday. The club would be packed, so she was wearing her tried and true schoolgirl outfit tonight. She’d only been here a few weeks, but she was thrilled with herself for getting one man to cum in his pants, dancing in this outfit. She loved it so much, she’d been trying for it every time, since. Teasing them, giving them a taste of what they wanted, before pulling away when she felt like taking it from them. She earned every $20, and already had a handful of loyal customers. Read more »

Stripper for daddy [incest][m/f][throat fucking][anal]

Riley Parker turned her hips away from the mirror, admiring her ass. She clenched her tight, pear shaped cheeks, leaning forward as she fluffed gently at the folds of her microskirt, making sure everything she wanted to be seen was in full view. She loved her ass, and her deep Venusian dimples. And she wasn’t the only one. She always welled with a cocky pride in the face of the envy of her peers, and would snap her thong, when she was getting dressed, for their benefit. It was a bit out of character for her, but she found herself allowing the indulgence of vanity quite a bit more often ever since she got the job. It was something she’d made a mental note of to keep in check, and she made sure to leave it all at the club, but damn if she didn’t look fuckable as hell.

It was a Friday. The club would be packed, so she was wearing her tried and true schoolgirl outfit tonight. She’d only been here a few weeks, but she was thrilled with herself for getting one man to cum in his pants, dancing in this outfit. She loved it so much, she’d been trying for it every time, since. Teasing them, giving them a taste of what they wanted, before pulling away when she felt like taking it from them. She earned every $20, and already had a handful of loyal customers. Read more »

The one where I fucked my brother’s best friend [MF] [cheating]

*Another one of my cheating stories from the past. This one was the last time I cheated, not just on this particular ex, but ever. If you have not read my previous stories, the important thing to know is I was in a bad relationship with someone who was controlling, manipulative, degrading, and abusive (mainly mentally and emotionally, but some physical aspects showed through here and there -pushing, throwing things, slammed me into a wall and raised a fist up but didn’t it).*

**Backstory:** Read more »