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Love Pill – Part 15 (1/2)

[Part 1, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tc9pfj/love_pill_part_1/)
[2, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tcz36r/love_pill_part_2/)
[3, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/u5q4vk/love_pill_part_3/)
[4, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/ukykd8/love_pill_part_4/)
[5, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/v04w7j/love_pill_part_5/)
[6, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vbt2av/love_pill_chapter_6/)
[7, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vp12no/love_pill_part_7/)
[8, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/w5f4ag/love_pill_part_8_12/)
[9, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wgun0z/love_pill_part_9_12/)
[10, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wt6d4c/love_pill_part_10_12/)
[11, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wzv44c/love_pill_part_11/)
[12](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/x4vtac/love_pill_part_12_12/)
[13](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/xao14f/love_pill_part_13/)
[14](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/xtc8yv/love_pill_part_14_12/)

**Chapter 15**

“Ava.” I settled back under the covers, scooting close to my little sister’s naked body.

Sharing a bed with a woman was still an unfamiliar experience. And the fact that I was cuddled up with my own sister, the girl I was secretly in love with ever since forever… it was nerve wracking.

Blowing out a breath, I slung an arm around her, molding her curves into me, sighing as her warmth returned.

God, she smelled so fucking good.

“Ava,” I repeated, trailing a finger along the leather of her collar and drawing my other hand down her back, fully enjoying the smooth, curvy trip.

“Mhm?” My sister half opened her eyes, recognized me, then shut her blues and cuddled closer, tickling my nose with a few locks of her pink hair.

It was tempting to stay in this position forever, with her legs tangled over mine, our lips inches apart, my boner pressed against her stomach, her amazing scent filling me up. Read more »

is it a punishment or a reward? [MF]

We had been arguing foolishly all day, he had come to visit me at the university in the house I share with other girls but we hadn’t been able to carve out a moment for us.
We were getting ready to leave when the discussion culminated in my “Fuck you!” towards him, heading to the bathroom, half-closing the door.
Suddenly as I was fixing my lipstick in the mirror, he walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
“You’re just a bitch!” He hissed grabbing my hair in his fist and forcing me to bend over the sink.
“Stop it, stupid! What do you think you’re doing!” I yelled angry.
He slapped my face, then unfastened his jeans and lifted the light fabric of my dressing gown.
“Now you will see it” he whispered in my ear, suddenly penetrating me with his hard cock.
My eyes widened with surprise mixed with pleasure and pain and my body shook.
He pushed with all his weight on me, pushing my face against the mirror, penetrating me even more.
He started fucking me slowly but deeply, his breath on my neck as he whispers “You stopped bothering me, right little slut?”.
I nodded, shocked, looking at his face in the reflection.
“You just needed some hard cock” he continued licking and sucking my earlobe.
I was panting against the palm of his hand that still closed my mouth, now so as not to let my friends hear my moans beyond the door.
His cock kept going in and out of my wet pussy, his balls pounding with every thrust.
Releasing my mouth, his hand ran to squeeze my breast, swinging with every thrust, making it come out of the neckline of the dress.
“Look what a bitch you are!” he exclaimed grabbing me by the hips and making me move away from the mirror just to give me a look.
My hands clinging to the edge of the sink, his hands gripping my hips, my naked firm breasts and the sound of my pussy pumped by his cock.
“Maybe it was you who couldn’t wait to fuck me” I uttered between groans.
“Naughty whore!” he whispered through clenched teeth, pushing me back against the mirror and starting to spank me.
“You want nothing more than to be fucked and used, your wet pussy speaks for you! You’re greedy for cock!” she continued spitting on the mirror next to my face.
“Lick, slut!”. I smiled moaning and looking at him in the reflection I slowly started licking and sucking his saliva on the mirror, leaving lipstick imprints all over the surface.
He pushed a thumb between my lips and clinging to his wrist I started sucking and licking it intensely, moaning.
“Fuck… You drive me crazy … Get on your knees”.
Between his legs he didn’t need to say anything else, I knew what my job was: to clean his cock of mine and his fluids.
I sucked and licked him, rubbed his cock on my face, pushed deep into my throat as he pressed my head against his body, choked and coughed, smiling,while my eyes got wet from the effort. I cleaned his balls of excess saliva, sucking and licking them in turn as I stroked his hard cock on my face. His hand always in my hair to follow my every slightest movement.
At one point, squeezing my hair, he pulls me away from his cock and asks me “Tell me what you want”.
“I want your cum on me, on my nipples, on my lips, on my tongue. Then I want to dress up with it on me, go out to dinner with you, go home and suck your hard cock again”.
A series of cum shots cover my face and breasts as he enjoys satisfied with his favorite slut.

Went to my friend’s house for the first time, and his mom wanted to get to know me [M19/F40s] [milf] [handjob] [milking]

I meet Martin Bricca at work, stocking shelves overnight at the grocery store, and he’s cool. We work while everyone else sleeps, a perfect job for night owls like us. We play the same music over the store PA, talking about shows we’ve both watched, games we’ve both played. He’s the same as me, a recent graduate into the world of adulthood, but still living at his family home, and with no idea what he’s doing with his life.

So a few weeks into working with him, when he asks me to come over to his house to hang out, obviously the answer is yes.

The next night, after eating dinner with my dad and brother — my breakfast — I drive over to Martin’s, a quiet suburban neighborhood, an unremarkable ranch-style house. I reach to knock on the front door, but it swings open before my knuckles land. And I gasp.

A cute girl’s standing there, thin white t-shirt and underwear and nothing else. “What do you want?”

“Gemma!” someone shouts from farther inside, “Put some clothes on! It’s Martin’s friend.” Read more »

From Neighbor to Summertime Fling (Part 6) [F/M 30s][Cheating][Long Read][Multiple Chapters][Masturbation][Gentle Dom]

Part 6 of the saga continues. Sorry took so long for this next update, thanks for all the messages and patience. If anyone else knows where I can post my stories for others, please shoot me a message. To read chapters 1-5 [click here](https://www.reddit.com/user/Different_Networks/comments/xohw6q/here_is_a_link_to_all_my_stories/)

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It was only Monday and the sun had barely come up. Marc would not be back home until Wednesday, Thursday, or even worse, Friday. By then his wife and the entire crew would have returned home, severely increasing the risk of getting caught if Carrie or Marc attempted to continue sneaking around in front of multiple sets of new eyes. She remained in the bed, still scantily clad in her sexiest red outfit, flashing back through the latest event and running a finger over the circular cool damp spot on his bed. Carrie put her head on his pillow, taking in all of the lingering scents of the sex filled room with a smile and feeling she could not let go of yet. Having only had about four hours of sleep, she just closed her eyes a moment, wrapping up in his warm covers before doing the chore she hated the most, washing sheets. Read more »

I fulfilled my neighbour’s Princess Leia fantasy [FM]

I was coming home from a Halloween party fairly buzzed. It had been a very fun night of dancing, and I had absolutely rocked my costume. I went as Slave Leia, and I was very proud of myself. Both for pulling it off, and having the confidence to walk around that exposed the entire night. Somehow it felt a lot naughtier than a bikini on the beach despite the fact that it was technically more fabric.

As I walked to the front door of my building, a whistle caught my attention from above. I looked up to see my 2nd floor neighbour leaning over the railing of his balcony to look at me. Given the top-down perspective, I’m sure he had quite the view. We’ll call him Darius for the sake of this story. He was a black guy in his thirties, very tall, and very muscular. I would seriously not have been surprised if Darius went to the gym a second time some days, just for posterity. He and I had a very flirtatious relationship. I had caught him staring at my ass in biker shorts shortly after moving in, and he had been confident enough to fully admit that he found me attractive when I called him out on it. Read more »

Window Cleaners Did Me Dirty [18yo girl, humiliation, cucumber]

I was brutally tired after the party and went straight back to sleep. Dylan was following me the entire evening wanting to get me to to sleep with him. But I am no whore so I just provoked him the whole time asking him what he likes about me. He said he likes my dirty blond hair, my athletic figure and when he was more drunk, he said that I have unusually large and well formed tits for an 18 year old. That was when I quietly disappeared and went home to sleep.

I always sleep naked in the summer and tonight was no different. What I totally forgot about was the crew of windows cleaners who were supposed to be working on our building since the next morning.

When I opened my eyes I saw 2 guys standing behind my bedroom window in the 15th floor on a cleaning platform, looking at me and salivating! One of them was holding a smartphone presumably taking pictures!

I screamed stupidly and covered myself up with a blanket. They were both dressed in blue workers clothes. One was short with pronounced beer belly in his 40s and the other slightly younger, tall and thin but hideously strong looking. Read more »

[M] Married teacher

It’s a little long but I was 21 at a bar having a beer after work and I see a brunette older women wearing leather pants and a white blouse. I go over and introduce myself and ask her “why she is dressed very professionally and stunning on a Wednesday night.”She said “she left parent teacher conferences she was a highschool teacher.”I said “those kids are lucky to be able to be taught by a beautiful women like you.”She smiled and said “thank you.” I said that she “would look even more beautiful if her hair was in my fist being bent over her desk.” She paused and said “well I do want to look beautiful” and asked me to drive her to the school. So when we got there we made out on her desk and I ate her out on it and she sucked my cock while I sat in her chair. I pull her hair and told her to “give me an A in this fucking class” and I ripped open her blouse and spat in her mouth and told her to drool on her chest and I wiped her drool on her big titts. I fucked her in doggy and missionary on her desk and had her legs around my waist against the white board and while I picked her up and fucked her against it. I wanted her to fucking remember getting fucked by me while she teaches to her class. After that I found she was married and it was her first time cheating and wanted to do it again very soon
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Hello kiddies! It’s the Kink Keeper, bringing you another story full of sex and scares. Our tale is about a vampire girl and her love of bad boys, specifically one who always shows her a “devil” of a time! Grab your favorite ghoul and enjoy… Me and the Devil Blues! [BDSM] [Mf] [Supernatural]

My Sweet Satan: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines

by Dmitri Storm

Dorota lay in her coffin, playing with her cunt and whispering soft prayers to her Count, her Master, her God. Her fingers caused her labia piercings to pull at her flesh, making sweet music, the music of church bells. Her sisters found her “meditations” to be strange, but she didn’t care. They didn’t understand the Count the way she did.

Dorota had always been what the other people in her village called “odd”. She talked to the trees, the squirrels, to fairies, to angels, and claimed they talked back. When she passed the age that people stopped calling it an overactive imagination and started calling it being touched in the head, her parents started to worry. They tried herbs, they tried prayer, they tried a doctor and a wise woman, they tried locking her in a room for a week, nothing seemed to work. When Dorota began to act out sexually, they began to do more than worry. Read more »

Losing my V-card to my brother’s best friend. A chapter from my recently released book WASTELAND: The Factions of Red River Book Two. [Dark] [Dystopian] [Kink] [F-21] [M-29] [Friends to lovers] [Forbidden Romance] :)

**Back story**

Riley is the youngest sister of the McHale crime family that runs one of the factions in Red River. She’s been in love with her two older brothers’ best friend, Mick since they were kids. Five years ago, he ventured into the Wasteland (The barren space outside the city where there is no longer society). While he was there, he was captured and tortured. Ever since, when someone touches him, he feels all of the excruciating pain that he experienced during his time in captivity. He deals with this by fighting and getting tattooed (He’s completely covered in ink, including a skeleton tattoo on half of his face). He has been known to lose his mind while fighting and Riley’s older brothers (The leaders of the crime family) have had to pull him off and restrain him. Because of this, they don’t trust him with their sister and threatened to kill him if he touches their sister, to which he agrees because he wants to hurt her, but he has a desperate need to protect her. They’ve recently been attacked by the other factions and war has been declared, forcing everyone to live in the same residence. This has led Riley to wear him down and eventually leads to him revealing how he truly feels about her. She wants to be hurt by Mick. She knows they’re perfect together. Just before this scene, Riley and her friend went out of the house and almost got attacked. Mick and her brother saved them, but Mick was furious with her for leaving the house without protection. They had agreed to meet in the basement after everyone went to sleep, but she’s unsure if he’s still too angry, or can’t let her touch him yet. Read more »

“You are off limits”

Short story for fun. I hope you guys enjoy.

Two weeks ago…

“Get out of my way.” I try to shove his six-foot body of out my way. I am not letting him take this away from me.

“I am taking you home,” he states definitively as my efforts to move him are doing me no good.

Damn him and his well-built body.

“No!” I stop my feet. I know it is childish, but I finally got invited to a boat party, I don’t want to miss this chance.

“Ella, we are going home.” He doesn’t budge, his arms crossed over his broad chest.

That is not fair. He was going to go there himself, but I can’t go? What kind of hypocrisy is this?

“No.” I cross my arms under my own chest just like him. The boat is right there, I just need to get past him.

“No?” He lets out an amused chuckle. Read more »