Tag: Fisting

Love Pill – Part 8 (2/2)

[Part 1/2](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/w5f4ag/love_pill_part_8_12/)

Ava was true to her word. When I stepped out of her bathroom, she was perched on the edge of her bed, one hand jammed under her gray pleated skirt.

I wondered why I had even bothered wrapping a towel around my hips as I made my way towards my sister, feeling more refreshed after a nice steamy shower beneath pink lights

Ava withdrew her hand, using a finger to smear her juices on her lips as if it were lipstick. She looked up at me and puckered her lips. I didn’t hesitate to kiss her, tasting overwhelming sweetness.

I even braved the effort to journey up her smooth legs, slipping underneath her uniform, but Ava denied my efforts, giggling and slapping my hand away just as I found soaked panties.

“If I let you do that, we’d be here for hours.” She stood up and walked towards the door. “I need to eat. Replenish my energies after….” She glanced down at her feet before flicking her gaze back up to me, a smirk accompanying the look. “… last night. Aren’t you sore? Usually virgins would be sore, especially after what I did to you.” Read more »

The escalation game Part 2 [M/F] [True Story]

[Part one is here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/w1e0of/the_escalation_game_part_1_mf_true_story/)

I gripped the steering wheel with sweaty fingers and stared at the shower block, and though there was no chance I was going anywhere soon, my feet bounced on the pedals nervously. It was late, it must have been to be getting dark in the height of summer, and even as I sat waiting and breathing shallow breaths I had noticed the features of the caravan park around me beginning to recede from view as the twilight swallowed them.

The light of my phone shaking to life illuminated the inside of the car shockingly and I jumped a little, grabbing it nervously and reading the message on the screen.

“What the fuck have you done?” it read. Maybe a little dramatic.

“Tell me what was on your card” I texted back. I set my phone back down and waited for a response.

There was silence.

Only a couple of hours earlier I had shuffled a deck of cards and handed one to her, the salty taste of my own cum fresh in my mouth after she had kissed me. She had stared at the card skeptically, looked back up at me, but just as she was about to speak I stopped her. Read more »

The Body Shop Part I [MF] [ORAL SEX]

The lobby of the auto body shop is drab. It’s drearily dull in its grey colored walls. Black carpet mats are strewn about the floors indicating high traffic areas. Vinyl stacking chairs are filled with people in various stages of patience as they wait for their vehicles. I choose a seat far away from the man violently tapping his foot and glaring menacingly at the wall clock, as if he could bully the repairs into taking less time. The acrid scent of oil and burned coffee fill the room. The mounted flat-screens scattered throughout the room play mindless television made inaudible by the grinding, whining, and whirring in the shop. I barely hear my name when you shout it into the lobby.

You mosey around the countertop that separates the garage from the lobby and walk towards me. You’re so handsome. I notice the bulge in your pants instantly and bite my lower lip. Fuck. Our eyes meet and you grin widely. You caught me looking. I feel my face redden as I hurriedly look away. You chuckle under your breath. Read more »

My girlfriend’s older sister is less domesticated than she appears [MF]

“What are their names again?”

Jennifer grins behind her oversized sunglasses, looking relaxed as she drives us out of the city, steering the car down the winding forest highway. She’s got on a wicker hat and breezy sundress and, I can’t see it at the moment but I know it’s there, a sexy lace thong that shows off her fantastic ass. “My sister’s Alexa,” she starts.

“Yeah.”

“Her husband is Robert.”

“Ok.”

“But he’s not coming this weekend, he’s on a work trip. And her boys are Abe, twelve, Jacob, ten, Reuben, seven, and Asher, five.”

I rub my face with my hand. “I’m not expected to remember all that, am I?”

“Relax,” she says, squeezing my knee, “You’ll do fine. My sister’s chill, like me. You’ll love her.”

“We’re not sharing a room with any of them, are we?”

Jennifer laughs. “No.” Then she adds, “We are sharing a bathroom with the kids, though.”

“What?!”

“Don’t be a baby about it.”

But I am. I am a baby about it. I like my showers long and uninterrupted. Read more »

[M/M][oral, anal][Dubcon][Straight to gay] Dante and Jeff

Jeff couldn’t believe how good it felt. He had the girl of his dreams here with him and he was free to use her mouth as he pleased. It was even better than he expected. Warmer, more erotic. He closed his eyes tighter and continued to thrust in and out of her open mouth.

He knew that this would feel better than jerking off with his hand but he hadn’t realized how much a nice warm mouth felt around his cock. He didn’t even mind the feel of the teeth against his shaft occasionally.

Every so often a hand would come and press against his pelvis, signally for him to slow down. He reduced his pace but it was hard to contain himself. He wasn’t anywhere close to cumming and this felt so good. If he did this again, he would wear an eye mask instead of squeezing his eyes closed. He could image her nude body below him, her huge naked breasts heaving up and down.

Suddenly, the warm mouth he had been fucking twisted away and he heard a voice he had been trying to keep out of his mind. Read more »

Say it to me, Mrs. Robinson [MILF, Older Woman-Younger Man, BDSM, humiliation, PWP]

“Spread your legs, Mrs. Robinson”

It was a simple command, one she knew very well. She practiced this a least a hundred times.

Mrs. Robinson spread her legs, ignoring the burning sensation of the carpet rubbing on her bare knees.

The cold air brushed against her already wet nethers. Her nipples hardened more than she thought was possible. Mrs. Robinson flexed the muscles in her arms, testing the leather cuffs binding her wrists behind her back. It relaxed her just a little, as did the sensation of the cool night air on the rest of her naked body.

“You like that, don’t you? Mrs. Robinson.” The boy took her by the chin and forced her head up. They

locked eyes. “Tell me how much you like it.”

“I love it, Master,” the older woman replied, in her soft, submissive voice. “Thank you, Master.”

“Do you enjoy showing off your pussy to the world?”

“Yes,” Mrs. Robinson admitted, with just a hint of a shy blush.

“Do you think you’re cute when you spread your legs like this?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Does that make you a slut?” Read more »

The Inarguable Benefits of Owning a Clone [M|F|27][Sci-Fi]

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and all characters depicted are over the age of 18.

Readers, conceptually this one is a little weird. I’m still debating if I should write multiple parts to this one. If you have any suggestions; such as sex acts, plot points, and the like, feel free to leave them in the comment section or send me a direct message.

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James felt a trembling in his stomach, the kind of unearthly tremble you get when you’re standing next to the speakers in the middle of a rock concert.

His Other was sitting at the breakfast bar, a quick tight-lipped grin on her face, as she carried on chewing a mouthful of scrambled eggs.

She brushed back a healthy stream of burnished brunette locks from her face, before carefully tugging at the neckline of her borrowed white t-shirt.

It was hard to believe that a few months ago she was still 150 pounds of genetic egg-like ooze herself, incubating in a giant sack in his bathtub. Read more »

Trapped in the Hathor institute for Reeducation – Part 1, 2 & 3

Hey, I wrote this story originally for another subreddit but thought I would post it here as well. Below are the first three parts, so I can continue with the normal numbering, when the next post comes.

Part 1:

Nurse Maya smiled down at her newest patient. The young girl was well built, had such nice skin and seemed to take good care of herself. Her ginger hair lay behind her, while she was sleeping, that pussy practically begged to be played with in her restraints and the little asshole looked so innocent. She was bound in a Segufix system to the bed, like all patients here at the Hathor institute for Reeducation. Taking a look at the chart, she saw that she was named Annette and had caught the eye of a well known female rights advocate celebrity. The nurses eyes quickly widened as she saw, what Emma wanted for her future slave girl. A full stretching of her ass, up to being able to fist her, conditioning to obey all her commands, installation of an oral fixation so she would love nothing more than to lick her mistress’s pussy. She really wanted this girl at her beck and call. On the other hand, that was what the clinic was all about. Read more »

27 [FF] How I ended up cheating on my husband with a girl from his church

**Sorry about the length. I started writing and then couldn’t stop. I should be clear that lots of details are changed to avoid the storm of trouble it would bring if I or Clara’s identities were discovered.**

(Go to **SEXY BITS** to find where the sexy bit starts, though it might be meaningless without the emotional context?)

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You can call me Hannah. I am an accountant. I am married, with no kids. My husband is a pastor in a large evangelical church in our city. He is not the lead pastor and he works a lot with the young people. Now, I must be clear that I identify as a Christian. In part, I feel a need to write about this because here is conflict within me about what I have done. I want to be a good wife. I want to support my husband’s ministry. I also have other wants and desires and the conflicts sometimes seem … incommensurable. Maybe if I get it off my chest, it won’t feel so bad? Read more »

A Dull Week at the Fertility Clinic [M42F28] [free use] [bimbo] [sequel]

Dr. Schrader yawned. He put his book down, an aging spy thriller with female characters as nuanced as bricks. He sighed and looked around his office.

It had been a slow day. It had been a slow week too. Two women he’d already impregnated had come in for checkups. Two others had canceled at the last minute.

He heaved air into his lungs, then stood, unfolding his long stature. He took his travel mug of green tea from his desk and sipped it as he walked down the hall towards the front desk. He whistled a bit. Some nonsense tune.

In the office, Lilian sat on her desk chair.

“Lil-…”

There was no response.

Dr. Schrader heard a snore come from her.

“Lil. Lilian.”

There was no response.

“LILIAN.”

She jumped awake, looking around to find him staring at her. She blushed. “Hi, doc.”

“Any calls?”

She looked at the phone on the desk across from her. “Nope,” she said. Read more »