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Modern Story of Lust Part 2 [MF] [exhibition light bondage]

It’s been 2 weeks since I met Steph. We’ve been hanging out with each other fairly regularly now. The boys love her and are a little jealous. Tom especially, he keeps saying that I was lucky that he wasn’t the one to go up and save her. That’s usually when we razz him on how he would have messed up because a girl like Steph was too much for him. When Steph heard about that she teased him a little. By the time she was done with Tom it proved that she was too much for the poor guy.

That being said, me and Steph were getting ready to go out. It was Saturday night and we were going to meet the boys at one of the night clubs downtown. I was at Steph’s place waiting for her to get ready. She was still in her Lulu’s and a tank top. She’s the reason why people call Lulu’s ass pants. Her ass looked like it was sculpted in those things. It was amazing. Read more »

[MF, Rough Fucking, Really Rough Fucking] Filling her Mouth during the Witching Hour

5am and I felt something… nice. Later when I asked “what the fuck was that?” she called it the “tug… tug… tug…”

*

She snuggled herself against my back, big spoon style. And I guess I only 15% stirred.

So she draped an arm over my body, and her hand ended up on my cock, to entice me? I guess at first her touch was so gentle and sweet that I gained an erection, but not consciousness.

Who knows how long she gently stroked me, but when I “woke up” my penis was throbbing as the delicate skin of her palm slid up and down its length. I tried not to move and disturb her expert touch, even when I became aware of a slickness on my ass cheek, which meant her pussy was juicing from nothing more than anticipation of me waking up. Read more »

My Sorority Girl

Hi everyone! I’m Jennifer Johnson, a dark erotica author. I wanted to share this story with you. I’m very proud of it and I hope you enjoy. It’s basically about a role-play that turns into a schoolgirl orgy!

**This story is a request that has been bumped to the front of the line in exchange for payment. Thank you so much for your support! I truly enjoyed writing this story for you.**

**Someone said: First, thank you so much for all the amazing stories ? I was wondering if you would write a story that’s been a huge fantasy for me. Currently I’m living my best slutty life with four partners who I love and who love each other. I’m in my late thirties and all of my partners, and their husbands or wives are all either my age or a decade or so younger. I live in a college town (ASU) and my neighborhood has a lot of students, in fact the house behind mine is a two story full of sorority women. Sometimes whenI fuck, I forget to close the blinds. My fantasy is imagining those young women watching; learning what good, real dominate, body positive, toy positive, fucking looks like. Naturally I’ve also masturbated imagining one of them getting up the courage to ask for a demonstration. Thought it would make a really hot story.** Read more »

Captured by the Villain -Part 2 (Long) (Fantasy) (M/F) (Mdom) (Sensual)

Willow stayed crouched, ear to the door. Waiting.
She had woken that morning, still hazy from the pain potion, angry at herself for letting her captor her to her. She began to search the room inch by inch for a way out. There was none. The skylights in the ceiling were hopelessly far up, even with her powers. The furniture was immovable, and the door was locked with an enchantment. Magnus knew her too well. It pissed her off.

With nothing better to do, Willow began rifling through the dresser drawers. They were stocked with clothing exactly to her taste, simple and easy to move in. Even the colors were to her preference. Somehow, the fact that Magnus knew her clothing style pissed her off even more than the fact he knew how to keep her contained.

Head still buzzing, she grumbled as she ate the remaining scraps of last night’s dinner. The servant who had slid the meal under the door must not have known who she was, because her silverware had included a steak knife. Idiot. Willow pocketed it. Then she knelt by the door to wait. Read more »

Giving Your Hellhound a Massage Part 2 [MF] [Monster Girl] [Romance]

*Here’s the second part of the Hellhound massage story. I know all two of you that enjoyed part 1 were just champing at the bit to get the second half, so worry not, the wait is over! This one is almost exclusively sexy fun, so if you want pretty much any context, go back and read part 1. Hope you enjoy!*

At Diedrich’s request, she lay her head in her arms. If it weren’t for her tail wagging back and forth so rapidly she would have looked asleep. Beatrix, once again at Diedrich’s request, tucked her tail underneath her. It would have been pretty hard to give her a massage with her tail constantly whacking him. He knelt above her lower back, and with quick, skilled motions, brushed her hair until it was soft as silk. To say Beatrix didn’t care about her appearance would be an exercise in how fast one can commit suicide by hellhound. She cared very much how she looked, she simply enjoyed allowing her hair to be its naturally wild self. It was rare for it to be rigorously brushed like this. Within moments her normally shaggy hair was smooth and straight as can be, but that wasn’t the end. Putting the brush away, Diedrich’s hands moved so fast they were a blur, carefully rearranging each individual strand until it was one large bun piled on the back of her head. Holding it in place with one hand, he summons a pair of ivory chopsticks out of thin air with a flourish of the other, and inserted them both into the bun with surgical precision. Read more »

Amanda – The Girl Who Sat Beside Me In Class [Chapter 2] [MF]

**Chapter 2**

Amanda: “*Ronny, our report is due in less than 7 days, the first draft was rejected. We need to start over again*!”

Ronny: “*First draft rejected? That bitch! How are we going to finish everything in such a short timeframe?”*

Amanda: “*We need to meet tomorrow to settle this.*”

Ronny: “*Tomorrow? Where’s good for you?*”

Amanda: “*My place, 7:00 PM?*”

Ronny: “*Okay…*”

Amanda is crowned as our school nerd, she is that girl who takes the number one position every semester. Whenever it is results day, no one gets a prize for guessing who the top scorer will be.

Somehow, Amanda would always end up sitting beside me in class because we both like to camp at the back row. I strategically positioned myself there so that I can steal a nap or two in hope of not being caught. For her, I don’t know, maybe she’s just shy being in front.

This girl has got brown-shoulder length hair with a face determined by a black framed spectacle. Her outfit never fails to be a combination of some short sleeve shirt paired with a skirt that has got a “not-so-exciting” length. Standing at only 1.6 meters tall, there is nothing physically attractive about her, Carin is way hotter. Read more »

[MF, Rough Fucking] Filling her Cunt during the Witching Hour

5am and I felt something… nice. Later when I asked “what the fuck was that?” she called it the “nestle plus wiggle…”

*

She snuggled herself back against me, little spoon style. And I guess I only 15% stirred.

So she thrust her naked ass back and wiggled it against my cock, to entice me. But I guess I only stirred enough to gain an erection, but not consciousness.

God knows how long that continued, but when I “woke up” my hard penis was nestled between her legs and she was just gently grinding herself back and forth against me. Letting my length slide up and down her wet pussy.

And it was wet – slick from her anticipation and just the feel of my cock wedged between her puffy pussy lips.

*

As I realized what she was doing, I just, let her keep doing it for a time. It was nice, a lazy sort of, tug job, of the creative variety. I wondered how long it would be till she’d demand more. I wondered how long until my body would demand more. Read more »

For the neglected housewife with the sexy mom bod

This is rooted in some non-fiction which I’ll share in the appropriate community.

Prologue:
You’re a stay at home Mom over 45 and I’m younger energetic but neglected husband (35) who’s always been attracted to women like you. We’d chat for a few week via a chat app. We would ask some questions to feel safe and swap some PG pics just so we have some familiarity and attraction. We’d have a time and a place selected where we could spend at least two hours together. You wanted to be taken anonymously so we won’t ever know each other’s names.

Main:
The instructions are simple:

Put on the blindfold,
Tell me your safe word
Make sure you’re extra clean and have a nice shaved pussy
Ensure all of your holes are prepped for use.
Refer to me as Sir Read more »

A Morning To Remember

“Need something, baby girl?” he asks teasingly in my ear. He’s going to make me ask for what he knows I want.

“Touch me,” I manage to murmur out. He continues, close and yet never taking. “Please,” I shudder out a breath as I beg for it.

“Good girl,” he growls as he sticks two fingers in my dripping pussy.

I spread my legs a little, opening up to him. Darren pulls out long enough to force them further apart, giving himself the room he needs. He thrusts two fingers back inside, going in and out sending thrills through my body. The juicy sounds indicating how wet I am. His left hand continues to knead my breast, edging me closer and closer with the double sensation. I pull my hand loose from his hair and trail down to grip his cock. He shudders under my touch as I begin light strokes at first. He moans his pleasure in my ear and I stroke faster. We begin to match pace, stroke for thrust, his fingers sliding in and out of me, while my hand milks him behind me. It doesn’t take long before I feel the swelling, the beginning of that sweet release. I slow my pace a little, waiting for the wave of pleasure to crest. He stops thrusting but slides his fingers to the top inside of my pussy, fingering over my g-spot. The sensation brings my release, and he tweaks my nipple hard in his other hand. Continuing to slide over my g-spot brings wave after wave of ecstasy, and he eases out while I ride down the high. Read more »