New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 230-232) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 230: Provoking the Husband

The moment that the four-eyed milf shouted for Beatrice’s death, the hooded snake lady jumped for the dagger that lay closer to the milf than the snake lady.

“Oh no you don’t!” the milf jumped for the dagger too. With them both on the ground, the snake lady managed to reach the dagger first, but before she got to use it, the milf grabbed Number Sixty-six’s arm and punched her in the chest with such force that it knocked the breath right out of her and she let the dagger fall out of her hand.

With a self-satisfied smile, the milf grabbed the dagger and rose to her feet while Number Sixty-six struggled to breathe.

“Weakling,” she scoffed and turned her head to her husband to—“AAAAAAAAAHHH!!”

My wife’s career choices chapter 4-finale [MF] [cheat]

[Neil]

My mind went blank and I could feel my heart falling out of my chest as I saw what was happening, Lara, my wife, in her bridal lingerie , the head scarf torn , the robe on the ground and the white bra’s straps were unhooked from her shoulder but still clasped from the back, Mark’s hands were exposing every inch of her flesh, sucking on them while she rode him, my body froze as I watched him plunge his cock inside her pussy while her hands explored his fairly muscular chest , he loosened his grip on her body revealing hand shaped red spots all over her pale skin

they changed their positions so that she was her back was facing him, Lara kept moving her hips in a circular motion on top of him while he thrusted upwards, her face was as red as a hibiscus flower, her expressions couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than pure ecstasy, she leaned backward for support. She tried to kiss him but he held her by her neck away from his mouth, choking her then she moaned “yes, yes, harder” her breath now heavier and her movements became more erratic, then mark whispered something to her ear that I couldn’t hear from the continuous sound of skin slapping and moans but Lara then shouted “please, please fu… Fuck me harder”

Chapter 14. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Dinner. Dancing. Decadence.

As we stepped off the elevator to join our group for dinner, I felt a rush of excitement as we saw our friends waiting to be seated.  We said our hellos to all, and I couldn’t help but notice how divine Annie and Jack looked.  Her dress draped softly over her beautiful curves in the most sensual way.  Flirty, but not overly sexual.  Just enough to make you want more.  Jack was in a fresh button down and jeans – the perfect ensemble to make my mind wander to slowly unbuttoning each button with my fingers.

As we walked to our table, I noticed that Jack was in lockstep behind me, and he took his seat next to mine at the large table.  Nestled between my husband and Jack, I began to enjoy the conversation and meal, as well as the hand that found its way to my leg.  Jack’s hand.  Strong.  Firm.  Confident.  He casually rested it against my skin, the tablecloth concealing his reach from others.  I could feel my nipples harden as his fingers traced lazy circles around my thigh.  

Toys Part 2 [MF / FF / MFF]

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Emily wasn’t even aware that she had slept until she woke. She felt languid and tired, but warm and blissful as well. The sheets were softer than silk against her bare skin and she stretched, smiling and comfortable. She had always wanted sheets like this for herself, but they were far out of her budget. When she felt the weight of someone else in the bed, she turned, her heart racing a bit, and saw the other woman there. She was laying in her side, head propped on one arm and watching with a smile on her crimson lips. Her eyes seemed to shine in the dimness of the room and Emily felt a stab of arousal as their gazes met and she remembered all that had happened since she had come into the room.

“Mistress…” She said, the words little more than a whispered exhalation and the redhead smiled warmly, lifting a hand to touch Emily’s face, stroking her skin with soft, affectionate touches.

“You were talking in your sleep, Little One.” The woman said gently. “And you seemed so comfortable that I hated to wake you.”

“Thank you, Mistress.” Emily said in that same breathless tone.

Actions and Consequences: Part Nine [MMMMMF] [Straight Sex] [Group Sex] [Gang Bang] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [BBW] [Big Woman] [Anal] [Double Penetration] [Sex Worker]

“Hi Eric,” I said as I entered his studio.

“Anna,” Eric said in a monotone voice.

Good, I thought. Hopefully, we could get through this shoot without incident. There was nothing that made me think he liked me. It was just the way he looked at me. It made me think there was more than what I wanted.

“I had an idea,” Eric said as he looked at me.

“Okay?” I asked.

Eric shot his idea of me dressing in some of the more comic-related costumes seeing as comics were a big hit these days. I know I wouldn’t fit in some of them. But when he brought some of the costumes out, I had to agree that a curvier view on everyone’s favourite heroines wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Shot after shot, we went through some of the favourites. I had to say I loved all of it, from Marvel characters to DC and even some Star Wars. Eric had a lot of plus-sized costumes.

I finally got changed back into my street attire and went back out to the studio floor. “I put some of them up already,” Eric said as he was sitting in the small corner office.

The Adventures of Diamond Soul 2: Purity’s Sake [M/F]

Sarah has been… a menace. Whenever she wants me, she would take her little entourage and pull up a bank heist. This would trigger a response from a superhero chapter and, of course, they would call me. When I get to the scene, I would knock out her cronies and then we would fight. Actually, fake fight since I would chase her up and we would disappear.

When she normally wore a body suit, now it turned into a skirt with thigh high socks underneath. I asked her to keep wearing body suits, but she complained that I’d just tear them off and then she’d be naked. So, instead, she would just wear body suits with a zipper that went all the way down.

So yeah, every time she does her usual villain thing I would go and stop her which ends up with us having sex. We’ve done it on roof tops, in a bank vault, in a mountain cabin because she was threatening to start an avalanche.

“Why can’t you just call me?” I asked, “I can just come over, you don’t have to, you know, be such a villain about it.”

[Mf] My First Time Using a Reddit Slut

I’ve  been chating with this slut on Reddit for quite a while. She followed me and tells me she loves my stories about Devon. She wishes she had some guy to use her and set up all sorts of crazy shit for her like I do for Devon. 

Well in chatting I find out her name is Hana and she is from Toronto.  Just so happens I have to go there for work a few times a year and one of those trips is coming up next week. So I ask her if she is serious and if she wants me to come by her place and take her like the slut she wants to be. To throw her around and use her holes, to use her as my personal cum dump.  

Well after that message radio silence, I guess maybe she wanted it online but the idea of having a stranger show up at her door and destroy her holes isn’t her reality.

Well day before I am scheduled to fly out and Hana finally messages back. She said she wants to meet, but has to be in public first. Not an issue with me, there are a lot of shitty people hiding behind there keyboard. So I told her to be at the lobby bar of my hotel the next night. 

Symbiote Evolutions [F/M] [Non-Cons] [Hero]

I’m Cassandra, but most call me Cassie. Really, _most_ call me Nova – my superhero alter-ego name. What started out as a suicide attempt gone wrong led to me developing superpowers, and I’ve been in the hero biz ever since. The manifestation of powers and other brilliant enhancements to my body certainly cured my initial depression, but there are certainly days I’d rather go back to my quiet, boring, debt ridden life. 

My unorthodox origin is standard enough. Tried to off myself with a painkiller overdose at work (after hours, of course), but was discovered by a pair of scientists before the drugs could really kick in. I was genuinely happy to be found, thinking it was some divine intervention, but quickly learned this was not the case. The scientists had no intention of “saving” me, they just happened to be in need of a fresh cadaver. The drugs had barely kicked in, dull clutches of death slowly squeezing from within, when their first experiment began.

Saved by the Orc. [MF] [Fem Orc] [Magic BDSM]

Another fun prompt from /r/DirtyWritingPrompts

Osbern loved orc women. Their blunt attitudes, dry sense of humor, rippling muscles, absolutely mountainous sex drives… They were a match made in heaven for the young adventurer.

Osbern was never thought to be the adventuring type. He was shorter than most human men, and he wasn’t particularly skilled with his sword and shield. But he did make for great company and loved being around others. Especially when he found himself ambushed during the night at camp.

“You there,” Came the loud barking of a woman’s voice. Osbern bolted up, grabbing for his sword. “Get out of your tent and put down that little toothpick.”

Osbern kept his sword at his side and poked his head through the tent. As he did, he got a face full of massive green breasts. Startled, he jumped back but was picked up by a massive fist with long black nails.

“I said to drop the sword.” The green woman growled. Osbern looked up and saw a small set of tusks protruding out the bottom of her full, purple lips. “You aren’t good at taking directions.”

[Freeuse][Fiction][M/F][Age Gap] Cheer Practice pt 2

Liz left Sam and her Coach in the gym and retired to the women’s restroom. There were three stalls, one was occupied with the door closed, the middle one was occupied by a girl and a senior boy, the door wide open. Liz could see his balls slapping against her winking asshole as he used her. The girl laid still and quiet while he got his fill of her pussy. Liz slipped into the final stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe her messy face clean.

Hearing the wet sounds of sex next door was driving her wild. Lifting her skirt she pulled her panties down letting them hang limply around her ankle as she raised her legs up. Her fingers quickly found her clit and she began to rub it vigorously. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she stifled the moan in her throat. Minute after minute went by as memories and fantasies filled her blank mind. Her eyes closed shut to drive off any reminders that she was in a school toilet. She felt her pussy convulse and then a rough hand grip her exposed inner thigh. She let out a sharp intake of breath in surprise. Part of her wanted to open her eyes to know who’s it was, but another voice in her head told her to keep her eyes shut. The thrill of an unknown man feeling her up as she masturbated for him, no, as she prepared herself for him.