GRO Part 8 – Daddy/Daughter Day [Bi, Mfff, oral]

“Oh wow, daddy, that was amazing!” Jeni said as she stepped into the living room with Bella. Her dad’s eyes snapped open and he half-shoved Amber aside to stare in shock at his daughter. This is going to be fun, Jeni thought.

Jeni had heard the unmistakable sounds of fucking as soon as she and Bella walked in the backdoor. Both girls had smiled at each other and perked up, thinking it must be Bobby home after all. But then they’d heard a male voice, much deeper than Bobby’s, and cold chills crept up Jeni’s back.

They both crept around the corner to see what they could see. But they soon discovered they had no reason to be quiet – the couple fucking in the living room was making enough noise to cover up a UFO landing.

Peering in, Jeni confirmed her suspicions – it was her father in there, but she didn’t recognize the girl. Bella did, though.

“Amber!” she whispered, pointing. The girl looked young, and Jeni suspected she was Bella’s age since they knew one another. Her tits were clearly the product of GRO, but who had given it to her? Bobby clearly had some explaining to do.

Morning Glow [MF]

The morning sun warms your face. You feel its warmth and light pry you gently from your foggy dreams. You open your eyes just enough to make out your surroundings–and not so much that you are blinded by the piercing light.

Your thin sheet is wrapped tightly around you. You can feel the soft fabric against your naked skin. One arm is angled across your chest and it takes you a moment to realize your other hand is between your legs. There's a warmth there that tells you it must have been a good dream.

Your eyes slowly adjust to the light. The sun is rising over the water in the distance and the translucent curtains draped in front of the bungalow opening do little to dampen its rays. As your eyes adjust, you make out the silhouette of a figure standing a few yards off, facing the water. His male outline is accentuated by his casual white shirt and crumpled linen pants. He's casually standing with his hands in his pocket, observing something in the distance. Then, with one smooth motion, he turned and began walking back towards the veiled room.

Neutral Ground [MF][Religious][Fantasy][Some fantasy battle at the beginning][angels][demons]

This is the first thing I've written in a long while. As always, any and all comments and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated. Please let me know what you think!


Limbo. A blasted, war-torn hellscape. Any buildings that might have stood there had long since collapsed, shattered by the ravages of a war as ancient as the universe itself. A layer of ash covered everything, raining from black clouds hanging low in the sky. The few crimson shafts of sunlight that managed to pierce the thick layer of volcanic dust scattered before they could touch the ground, burying the entire plain in perpetual twilight. The ash fell swift and silent, muting any sound that might come from the desolation.

There, Lailah was fighting for her life. She fell from the sky, plummeting toward a distant spot in the remains of planet Earth. Humanity had died eons ago, leaving an empty world behind, a dry husk. But the gods they’d worshipped, their servants, and their enemies, were immortal. Which included Lailah, even if she didn’t particularly feel immortal at that moment.

Neutral Ground [MF][Religious][Fantasy][Some fantasy battle at the beginning][angels]

This is the first thing I've written in a long while, and I'm glad I did. Summer makes me lethargic, not that I minded. But it's time to get back into things. As always, any and all comments and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated. Please let me know what you think!


Limbo. A blasted, war-torn hellscape. Any buildings that might have stood there had long since collapsed, shattered by the ravages of a war as ancient as the universe itself. A layer of ash covered everything, raining from black clouds hanging low in the sky. The few crimson shafts of sunlight that managed to pierce the thick layer of volcanic dust scattered before they could touch the ground, burying the entire plain in perpetual twilight. The ash fell swift and silent, muting any sound that might come from the desolation.

There, Lailah was fighting for her life. She fell from the sky, plummeting toward a distant spot in the remains of planet Earth. Humanity had died eons ago, leaving an empty world behind, a dry husk. But the gods they’d worshipped, their servants, and their enemies, were immortal. Which included Lailah, even if she didn’t particularly feel immortal at that moment.

A Laundry Room Story [MMF][MM-oral][cuck]

This is my first story on here, I hope you like it. The end is a bit rushed because I was typing the story live to a fuckbuddy as we were both enjoying ourselves and I got overwhelmed with the images.

It's late and you're in a rush: you're supposed to finally have me over at your place, I'm due any minute and you're still waiting for your laundry to finish. It's been a while, so you're doing two loads with pretty much all your clothes in there. You're wearing the only clean thing you have: a slightly-too-sheer dress, no bra and no underwear.

He comes in carrying a tennis bag and his eyes flicker up and down your frame before he says hi. You blush and make a quip about…you don't remember. You make smalltalk for a bit and you mention that all your clothes are being washed.

"Not all," he says. You look up startled at the husky edge of his voice. You just now notice that he's over six foot tall and quite well built. The first rush of arousal floods your brain before you've even had a chance to get scared. Then you feel his hands, large, warm and strong, at the sides of your breasts. He cups them both and flicks the piercing on your left nipple. Of course he's noticed.

Their first time swapping roles [MF][Fdom][mast][huml][peg]

She studied her handiwork as she approached the bed wearing nothing but an 8 inch cock. His legs were held apart by ropes at his ankles and his wrists were bound above his head. The thought of what was to come aroused her greatly. "Are you comfortable?" She asked as she climbed onto the bed. Not that she really cared but because it seemed like the right thing to say. Tonight was her turn to be in charge, her turn to dictate the activity, the positions, the pace, to feel the power that comes with control and she planned to make the most of it.

Drink Unattended – First go at this. Feedback appreciated. BDSM story.

Author notes: I've been wanting to try my hand at writing for awhile now The only thing that really holds my attention however is porn so I figured, why not give erotica a shot. I've been working on this three nights now. I'm dyslexic so it's difficult to catch misspellings and other mistakes at times. Apologies in advance. Thanks for reading. Hope you get a good fap out of this. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Thanks!

Edit: Correct some mistakes and made some changes.

*DRINK UNATTENDED

Chapter One

Wake up, wake up, wake up…

Penny’s dream faded as she drift back into consciousness. Her head was pounding. Her body, tender and sore. She lie there, piecing together memories of the night before. It was hopeless. Blackouts were common. Her drinking the cause. She had a problem. She needed help. I’ll start tomorrow, she’d tell herself.

The moment of clarity between now and the next drink was always the worst. She ached with shame and embarrassment. She groaned aloud, wallowing in self-pity. Where did she go? What did she do? How did she get home?

How did I get home, she thought?

The Trail [MFF] [Voy] [Bi]

Stepping out on the trail head, he shifts his backpack, and starts off. He had been meaning to do some hiking for some time now, but between work and school, had not found the time. Now he has the weekend off, a thirty-pound pack, and plenty of water bottles and energy bars to last a few hours on the trail.

He set his iPod on shuffle and let his mind wander as he hiked.

After an hour, he had worked up a good sweat and decides to stop at the halfway point in the trail. There was a shelter set back 80 feet from the trail to allow hikers to rest without being too near the path. Walking towards it, he heard a sound from the shelter like a woman moaning.

Taking off his headphones and setting down his pack, he edges closer, listening intently, certain he had only imagined it. Sure enough, the only noises were silence, a breeze through the trees, and the birds singing.

Then suddenly, "Aahh!"

There it was again, louder and more insistent. As he drew closer, he could hear what sounds like a stuttering breath of a girl, and muffled hum.

A Fun challenge on nudist beach[MF][Str8][CFNM][exh][Fdom] my wife loved this story.[OC]

"So Nita, what's the secret? how do you keep Manuel so energetic?" Dana asked.

It was a cool, breezy morning on the beach. They were sitting on beach towels under striped umbrellas. This was the nudist section of the beach, but the ladies were dressed in tiny bikinis. On Nita, it did not leave much to imagination. She still looked hot in spite of having had a baby some months back. With those ample bosoms and butts, she was a view to devour. She was vacationing with her hasband Manuel. She had met Dana just some time back and they had hit it off. Manuel had gone to get some ice creams, Dana was still waiting for her boyfriend to join her.That guy was late.

"You know, he seems like an eager boy still, when you say that you have been married for 6 years now. Whats the secret? You have to tell me!" Dana probed again. "Well, its better to show you." Nita said with a mischevious smile. They both saw Manuel was almost back. He had ice creams on both hands. He was wearing only a beach towel.

A Pair of Ponies – part 2 [Fdom] [Msub+] [petplay]

Mistress took her leave, turning to find her way through the masses and back to her stables. “SLOWER, I want to see that arse working.” Madam called out to her over the sounds of the fair. A cheeky smile of thanks and embarrassment exploding across her face, as she slowed a little and let her hips show her wears through the latex catsuit.

She did not go straight back to the stables, instead doing a lap of the fair looking for a treat for Bitch. As she approached the stables, the crowd had broken down to a few onlookers. Bitch was sitting by the entrance, leaning on the stall divider. Taking note of her two ponies, both were now adorned with pure white bandages neatly wound around their forearms and lower legs.

“Good Bitch,” He sat up straight at her praise. “I have a treat for you.” She walked passed him and motioned him to follow. She lead her pup around the side of the stables to where she had set up his water bowl. Releasing the straps holding his leather muzzle she gently pulled it from his chin, the fixed rubber gag escaping his mouth. He flexed his jaw, enjoying his moment of freedom and regaining some of the lost feelings.