Washed pt. 3 [Mdom, Fsub, bdsm]

To read pt. 1-http://redd.it/2aanki To read pt. 2- http://redd.it/2aawy9

I'm not chilly anymore. My body feels like its on fire. The look in his eyes is almost scary. As if his stare is what's burning my flesh. He is watching me walk around to the front of the car. I know I am in trouble. Why did I set my wet shirt on his car? I'm nervous and excited at the same time. What is he going to do to me?

"You better be ready cause I'm not gonna be gentle, bad girl." His words ringing in my ears. He wants me to bend over the hood. He opens the car door and he grabs something from the backseat. I hear a jingle and I realize it is a belt. Is he going to spank me? I get even more excited and then almost instantly I am startled by how much I want him to spank me.

"Are you ready?" he asks. The fire still in his eyes. Without missing a step I say "Yes sir." "Good. Go ahead and lean over the hood, but don't touch it. I've already washed it and I don't want to have to do it again." He grabs the middle of the belt in one hand and the ends of it in the other hand and snaps it. With a crack it echos throughout the parking lot.

Kate Peeping in on Ben. [Furry][M/F solo][peeping][incest][Straight]

Kate peeping in on Ben

Ben laying back on his bed after a long day at work. His golden fur glowing from just getting out the shower. As Ben flips through the the TV stations trying to find something to watch until he falls asleep. “Oh yea baby you like that?” He stops realizing he has stumbled on to the adult channels. He watches for a seconds feeling the blood slowly rush to his cock. Unwillingly his wandering hand starts to walk down his body getting ever closer to a much needed alone time.

As Ben works up his libido his bouncy sister skips down the hall as her long white fur flows in the air. As she passes Ben’s door she catches the sound of soft moan. She stops leaning in peeping through the cracked door. Her tail starts to wag as the new site of her brother’s cock instantly excites her. She slowly drops to her knees to watch her brother take care of his male needs.

The Massage [fm]

We're sitting on your couch when you notice I look stressed out; I'm rubbing my neck and I have that look on my face that I get when something's bothering me.

"What's wrong, baby?" you ask, trying hard not to be distracted by my skin-tight tank top and short shorts that reveal my soft, alluring thighs.

"Nothing, my neck just kind of hurts," I reply with a meek smile.

"How 'bout a massage?" I nod and turn around to lay down on the couch, when I instead suggest that we go to your bedroom, as it would be more comfortable. I get up and make my way to your room, your eyes glued to my bouncing butt and swiveling hips as you silently thank whoever created these denim shorts that let my cheeks spill out the bottoms. Upon arriving to your room, I take off my top, revealing to you a lacy black bra that cradles my tits perfectly, as well as slide off my shorts, allowing you to watch me struggle to get them off over my plump, round ass to unveil a matching lacy, black thong. I lay down on my stomach, and look at you.

Young Lust [fm]

I’m at your house, in your room. I’m wearing a too-small pencil skirt that hugs my ass just right and a crop tank top that shows just my tummy and bellybutton ring poking out over the top of the skirt. As I plop down on your bed, you look at me at just the right angle to see my cleavage jiggle just slightly in my push-up bra. With a cute little sign I lay down on my stomach, just like a always do, in my favorite position. you can’t take your eyes off my ass, sloping from the deep arch in my back, protruding from the too-small skirt that’s incidentally revealing the bottom of my cheeks.

You climb on the bed after me, still gazing at the curvy body in front of you. You place your knees on the bed outside of my thighs and run your hands down my sides, tracing the hourglass curves of my waist to my hips. I turn around, look at you and giggle. You see the lust in my eyes as I look you up and down, and can’t help but know what I’m thinking. You can do whatever you want to me, they say, as your strong hands linger on my mesmerizing hips.

The Lesson – (ffm) (oral, mast, swing) – Hannah gets her first lesson in sex.

“He’s not even gonna want to talk to me,” I whined to Callie as she pulled up to the house. Dozens of cars filled the mansion’s driveway, and the booming music could be heard all the way down the block.

“Not with that attitude he won’t,” She responded without missing a beat. Callie was always giving me advice about my attitude. It irked me more than I let her see. Mostly because I knew she was right.

“Fine, he’s gonna be stunned by my dazzling good looks and fascinating conversation and realize he loves me and – “

“Oh, shut up,” she cut me off. “Just try to have fun, Okay?”

“Fine.” I was surprised how easy I was to sway this time. Something about tonight just felt right. With the end of High School approaching, I was starting to feel like it didn’t matter how I behaved, so why not be the boldest version of myself that I could be?

Date night [FM]

We’ve spent a long time together tonight. I’ve listened to the tinkling of your laugh and seen your mouth crack wide smiles. We’ve had a wonderful dinner with sweet wine and many other delicacies but now it’s time to leave and of course I give you a ride home. As my car hums and slides through the night I steal glances at you sitting beside me. I see the contours of your legs stretching from the hem of your dress and down to the soft carpeting of the floor. I see your fingers as they fiddle absent mindedly with your sparkling earrings. I can’t help but sit in awe at your beauty, I wonder how I’ve ever gotten so lucky to be dating you and I wonder how I could ever be happier than I am now. I continue to admire you as we chat lightly until we arrive at your house. It’s a chilly night out so before I can protest you grab my jacket and hop out of the car with a playful laugh and dart towards your front door. I smile at the game and leap out of the car after you and follow you inside. The house is dark so I begin to tip-toe around trying to sneak up on you. I look in every room and every corner I can find until I reach your bedroom. The moonlight is streaming in through the windows illuminating the soft carpet with a faint glow of white and cream color. I hear a noise suddenly from behind me and I turn to see you standing in the doorway with my jacket around your shoulders.

Hide and Rape [MF][nc]

Note: Okay, more forceful than rape but the closest I've gotten to writing a completely unconcensual scenario.

I walk into your room with lust in my eyes as you helplessly expect an innocent night of watching a movie but I have other thoughts. You instanly run and try to hide but I pull you out of your hiding place by your ankles and drag you to my room where I pin you face first against the floor so you cant see what ilI'm doing as I tear off your pants and force my fingers twirling deep insid you. You gasp and arch your back slightly, closing your eyes and biting your lip hard to hold back your moans. I give your ass a blistering slap with my free hand as I arch my fingers deep inside you stretching your tight walls to their limits as you feel the hot smooth shaft of my cock resting against your ass. You gasp again as my hand slaps hard against you, moaning softly and closing your eyes tighter, feeling urself breathe heavier.

The Playroom [FMF], [swing]

I walk into the club. They know me by now, and they know my routine. Drop my things off in a locker, drop my bottle at the bar. Chat with the bartender a bit while she pours my drink, then head to the top floor. I'm so nervous that I feel like everyone must see. After all, tonight's just a bit different. Tonight I'm trying something I've only dreamed about.

I make my way up the stairs, sipping the whiskey with one hand, lifting the edge of my robe with the other, trying to project confidence and surety. Some part of me realizes that I'm probably smiling too much, and I try to calm my nerves. The shadows of the top floor seem to pour onto the landing along with the sounds – music and a distant moaning.

Turning the corner, I notice a couple sitting on one of the couches, tentatively touching each other and shooting glances towards the back. First night, I think. It was hard for me to move past the lounge at first. The playroom is … intense. But maybe I can get them to join me. I'm right on time and it would fit my plan nicely.

Cleaning the kitchen [MF]

“God that’s good!!!” She let out a low moan as she said it, making the whole exchange very sexual. Well, exchange might be pushing it. She was having a culinary orgasm, he was just happy she enjoyed his food that much. Of course, it helped that he had actually gone to chef school for 3 years, only to drop out 3 months before graduating to follow a girl (Emily) to Thailand. She left him 6 months later for a really cool dude named Ty. Emily and Ty were still together eight years later, living in Singapore where Ty owned his own art gallery. Emily still kept in touch while juggling her career and her two kids. Coming back to the restaurant, the orgasmic eater had just finished her main course and was about to taste the dessert. It would be the coup de grace. Obviously, that was the exact moment his name was called from the kitchen.

“David!!”

He unwillingly left the table, promising to be right back, but knowing full well that his chef would probably not let him back out so soon. As soon as he went through the kitchen’s revolving doors, he knew he would be in trouble. Patrice, the chef, had both arms crossed while Ivan, the sous-chef, just stood next to him, a mean-looking cleaver in one hand. They looked like they were about to carve him open, literally.

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 4) [MF][blkmail]

Arun looked in the mirror at Narindra. She is looking down at the floor. Defeated? Disgusted? He didn't care. She is half-naked now and he turns her round to face him and proceeds to kiss and caress her breasts. He starts from the top of each one, kissing the soft tender bumps gently and then sucking and licking on each pink nipple until he felt it harden. Her areola are on the largish side and that turns him on even more. He lifts each breast careful and continues the licking and kissing underneath – it is a sensitive, possibly ticklish, spot for her and she gasps at each lick. Arun returns to those amazing pink "nips" and starts sucking them harder and more noisily – like a pig in a trough. "Narindra, is milk being served today? I love the organic brand." he remarks. He then sits on the bed so his face is about level with her tender breasts and while pushing them together, gently bites on both nipples. "Ufff… owww…" she says quietly and Arun releases the tasty treats in response. But he isn't done with this fine pair just yet though and buries his face between them kissing and licking and generally depositing lots of saliva in this sacred barren valley between two hills.