I am giving a guy head. How long have I been doing this? I had a lot to drink tonight and things are just coming into focus. I hear some moans behind me. With a dick still in my mouth, I look back. I immediately lock eyes with this sexy beast of a man who is fucking a girl right next to me. His tattooed arms are holding her hips and her milky white breasts are bouncing hard. He is fucking her but he is watching me. Why is this turning me on so much? He speeds up and starts thrusting harder as he sees the lust in my eyes. I have lost interest in this blow job and only desire him. Where did he come from? He tilts his head and motions for me to come over. I crawl over on my knees and look up at him anxiously waiting for his next command. He tells me to kiss him and I obey without hesitation. His lips are soft and he knows just the right amount of tongue to use. I feel a warm sensation below. I reach down and pull my panties to the side. I was already turned on but that kiss made me extremely wet. I take a finger and gently place it against my pussy. My juices are dripping as I bring it to my lips to taste. I kiss him again and then whisper in his ear that I want to taste her on him. He abruptly stops fucking her. I bend down and take his cock deep in my mouth. Using my tongue I press against his shaft to taste the sweetness from the girl’s pussy. It turns me on more. My panties are soaking. He grabs me and lifts me up to sit on his lap. He shoves his massive cock inside me and I feel my body tense as he stretches my pussy. He kisses me again and then lays on his back. He never breaks eye contact and I am now gazing down at him. His strong arms hold onto me as I bounce up and down. I can hear how wet I am with every move. He grabs my throat and I feel my pussy tighten around his cock. He lets out a moan and my eyes roll back…..
Tag: Group
Cowgirl treatment facility pt.1 [Hucow] [lactation] [iq loss]
Ai had been feeling swelling in her breasts for two weeks when milk first began appearing, leaking from her breasts from time to time, espicially when babies were around. Her first thought was that she was pregnant, wich scared her a lot. She wasn’t ready for a third baby, and neither was her husband. Or even their home, it was just too small.
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Taking a pregnancy test revealed her fears to be true : positive. She discussed with her husband what they should do, and came to the conclusion that she needed an abortion. So, she went to the doctor to discuss her options. However, when she arrived, the waiting room was full, full of women from ages 20-40. After a while, the doctor came out of his room. In a stern voice, he claimed :
“None of you are pregnant, if you’re all here to talk about the swelling, i would suggest you go to the ER without delay. I don’t know why this keeps happening, but most of the ladies here today have had hormonal inbalance for weeks. You need to go and get your blood drawn.”
That sentence concerned Ai a little, as she understood she was part of the group. Of course, hormonal inbalance made sense, as she had been incredibly horny for as long as she’d been having these symptoms. Her husband enjoyed it, as he could finnally have his way whenever he wanted, but the thought of being seriously sick scared her even more than pregnancy.
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When she finally arrived to the ER, the same scene repeated. Dozens of women from her neighborhoods, all with their husbands or families, worried and quite frankly, annoyed by the wait times. Ai began panting and feeling tired when she entered the crowd. The wait time was long and exhausting. Seeing the EMTs bring in some wounded from time to time, deeper into the emergency room, to get surgery. Her name was finnally called on the intercom, she entered the exam room with a nurse inside, her head full of worries.
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The nurse spoke in a calming tone.
“AI, is that right ? I see you’re here for the same reasons as many of our patients today. Don’t worry, we’ll get to the bottom of this.
-thank you, sir. I’ve been having these symptoms for a few weeks now. My breasts are swollen, i’m lactating.. and my libido has skyrocketed.
-yes, we understand that. We’ll get your blood sample here and the results should be here in an hour.
-what’s to be expected ?
-we don’t know for sure. We think there may be something, an environemental factor pumping estrogen levels up. What we don’t know however, is why prolactin is here. Normally, that happens after childbirth. But clearly, no one here was pregnant.”
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The nurse inserted a needle in her skin, wich had become softer. her arms had grown in diameter a little because she had gained weight. Or rather, reached a regular weight from being so skinny. Ai then waited as her blood was drawn by the nurse, who she couldn’t help but fantasize a little about. She stopped her daydreaming and waited for the results.
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The same nurse came back with a sheet of paper, quickly explaining that the numbers weren’t surprising. He then went on telling her that to reduce her estrogen levels, she could try to stop alcohol, excercise more… He then mentionned that her estrogen levels were so high she was at risk for cancer, wich addmiteddly scared her even more.
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Back home, After googling her symptoms, she found out about an ad for a treatment center for people who shared the same problem The ad stated :
“Having hormonal problems recently ? You may be suffering from a drug resistant parasite present in water systems. Please, contact us for removal and treatment.”
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A week later, she couldn’t take it anymore. Half of the neighbors had already left for the treatment, and she constantly fought with her husband, but couldn’t do much anymore. She was lying on the couch, drooling a little. She had stopped eating meat and turned to a vegetarian diet. After another fight with her husband, she decided to leave.
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Quickly after calling the number, a white van appeared to her doorstep. After waving goodbye to her son, daughter and husband wich she couldn’t stand anymore, she got in and fell asleep during the ride, only to wake up in a hospital room, with barred windows. A leaflet on the table read “thank you for choosing white home pharmacieuticals ! You have been transported to a terminal care facility. If you have any questions, our staff is dedicated to helping you. In the meantime, don’t forget to take your medication if there is any.
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And there was. A small packet of pills. She took one in hopes of curing herself. She didn’t know yet, but this was a sign her resilience was strongly affected. Normally, she wouldn’t even have come here, but now she even took pills without a thought.
She laid on the bed until a man in a white coat opened the door.
[FM] fucked by a french dude while my friend sleeps 3 feet away
This one happened around the time I graduated college and started my first real job. I had my own apartment, a nice little studio with a leaking bathroom ceiling, and I thought, “Hell what do real adults do? Take a vacation.”
So I booked a trip.
To Bali no less. I’d always wanted to go, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t eager at the prospect of meeting some home run foreign stud. My wish came true not even 24 hours after I stepped off the plane.
One thing about international travel that always gets me is the jet lag. Trips to the other side of the planet are the worst offender. I become essentially nocturnal for a day or more. After checking in to my hostel in Kuta (essentially a party town that happens to boast exceptional surfing), I spent about a day intermittently sleeping.
Love Pill: Generations CH.06
[Ch.01, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/zuynke/love_pill_generations_ch01/)
[2, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/105qmpe/love_pill_generations_ch02/)
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[4, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/10t4ig1/love_pill_generations_ch04_12/)
[5](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/1158l0b/love_pill_generations_ch05/)
**Chapter 6**
My little sister giggled.
I shushed her. “You have to be quiet.”
Ellie stuck her tongue out at me and popped a golden nugget into her mouth. When I frowned in response, she closed her eyes, parted her lips and let out an exaggerated moan.
“I’m serious, Ellie. Mom’s home.”
We were relaxing in my bed, still in our school uniforms. According to Ellie, this was her first time skipping classes, and my little sister was acting a little too giddy for finally being a rebel.
I was such a bad influence on her.
The plan was to return home and fuck her in my bed, but when I drove Ellie back, we spotted my mother’s Bentley—her daily driver—outside the garage.
Ellie didn’t seem to mind too much, though. I’ve never seen my little sister this lively.
She giggled again, taking another chocolate nugget from the box.
“Say ahhhhh.”
I couldn’t help but smile.
“Open your mouth, big bro.”
I obliged, and she popped the golden ball on my tongue. Smooth, deep flavor exploded in my tastebuds.
Ruby11 Gets a Name and a New Home: Part 3 (all over 18, non-consent, dub-con)
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I woke up before the school alarm. Slowly blinking my eyes awake, the room still dark. It was graduation day. Today would be the day that I would be named & go home with the man that had made been making the visits. He seemed very strict and in many ways sadistic, but he wasn’t evil. I was thankful to at least have that. I have heard the horror stories before. Some gems go to torture homes. Some gems become glory holes. Some go to the baby farms. When the women can’t give birth anymore, they change to caretakers for the women that can. I would take a sadistic strict owner over any of that.
[MF] The time my buddy invited me to take care of his wife
~ This story has a bit of build up, if you want to skip to the action, scroll down to the break ~
My wife and I have a pretty exciting sex life. Besides the great bedroom chemistry we have together, we’ve also experimented a bit with playing with other couples. I don’t know if we’d label ourselves “swingers”, but we don’t shy away from that lifestyle.
Obviously, that’s not exactly something we go around talking to our friends about. Generally, polite company doesn’t appreciate conversations that begin with, “So last week I was balls-deep inside of my wife’s friend…” for some reason. In any case, sometimes hints slip out, and the results can often lead to a bit of fun.
One time my wife and I were at our very close friends’ house. They’ve been married about as long as we have and all four of us are really close. The girls get together and chat while my buddy and I play video games and talk about work. I overheard my buddy’s wife Natalie showing her new shoes to my wife.
“They’re so cute! And they have little pineapples on them!”
Last at the Bar [MF, voyeurism, exhibitionism, anal, drinking, 420, consensual kink]
Last at the Bar
We’re both at a show, and it’s loud, loud like I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine. They’re from Wisconsin. They’re loud. They’re whatever.
By now most of the people who came to the show either left, are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Slowly our friend groups dwindled away, and it’s pretty much me at one end of the bar, you at the other.
You wouldn’t hear me if I said anything, so I wave from across the bar. You wave back and smile a big and beautiful smile that sinks into me like a hook. You motion me over with this kind of cowgirl mosey on over thing. I’m hooked, so I do.
[MF] I [20M] hooked up with a customer [19F]
I was a bartender back then. My bar was in a small town. It was a Tuesday, middle of summer. Because of the holiday season we were expecting to be busy, so there were 3 bartenders.
Instead, we had just a handful of small groups that stayed all night. One group was a bunch of middle age women asking us to put on cringy music to dance to, which we did cause they did liven up the place; another group was 2 girls aged 23 and 19, sitting at the bar; the rest I honestly can’t remember.
L[[F23] and M[F19] started the night chatting up another bartender. I spent the night mostly minding my business, keeping it tidy and stocked. At some point we all accepted the night was not gonna get busy and made ourselves some G&Ts to sip on.
At some point I was told L&M requested that I have shots with them. Why not, right? So I did. L was the first girl who caught my eye but after spending some time with them I hit it off better with M, so I focused more on her. We’d be playful for the rest of the night.
The Poker Night [MF] [teasing, cuck, masturbation, true story)
The Poker Night
I’m on a flight from Melbourne to Adelaide in Australia so have about 40 minutes to tap this quick story out on the iPad. Please excuse any typos.
If you’ve checked my profile you know about Kate, my pocket-rocket ex. Some time after the sedatives night, one of my colleagues convinced a group of our mates to participate in Movember which in Australia is a fundraiser for Men’s health; you grow a moustache for the month of November and people fundraise.
Jack, Simon and I were all-in and had come up with the idea of a poker night. We’d rounded up about a dozen mates who all paid about $150 to enter and we put on two tables of six plus drinks and nibbles. Kate and I had an enclosed paved veranda out the back of our place where we set it all up. Kate and I had an argument about her hanging around, I’d said it was a boys night and she said she could help with serving drinks and getting food served, etc. Of course, she eventually got her way.
SURPRISED WHILE ON A HIKE [fmmmmmm] [bukkake] [mast]
**Forgot to add [piss] to the description! Sorry in advance if that’s not your thing!**
Working from home was fucking GREAT. But to be honest, there were days where I’d feel totally useless after sitting around all day. There are only so many reality shows you can watch. I needed to do SOMETHING to make myself feel less … depressed.
So, I decided to get dressed and take myself for a little hike. There’s a little trail about 30 minutes from where I live that I just love. I slipped on my leggings. Put on my cute little hiking boots. Filled up a bottle and I was on my way!
I’m never sure what the rules are when you go hiking. Is it sacrilegious to listen to music? Should I be communing with nature and listening to the birds and the bugs? I tossed my headphones in my bag just in case. Maybe I’d find a nice little rock and lay down and take a nap.
Being alone on the trail was so peaceful. The last time I went on a hike, it was some national holiday and the path was packed. About 15 minutes into my hike, a woman walked past me in the other direction with her dog. And she was wearing headphones, so … I put mine on, too.