Blood on the dance floor [F33][magic/supernatural, solo masturbation, exhibitionism]

There are two things you need to know about me.

I’ve always been aware, ever since I was very young, that I have certain… powers. Some would call it my “gift”. Others might call it magic, or witchcraft, though I find such terms to be crude. It definitely runs in the women in my family. I knew my mother had something similar, and although she never talked about it explicitly, she always encouraged me to explore my abilities.

I can’t fly, or turn people to toads, or anything like that. I like to think of it more as a special relationship I have been granted with the whirlwind of invisible forces that shape our reality. Sometimes, in the right circumstances, they will grant me a peek behind the curtain. For example, in the middle of a conversation I might suddenly be able to read the other person’s thoughts for a brief flash. Sometimes I have visions of things that will happen, or that are happening far away.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 6, Part 2 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Plot heavy]

**Jenine**

What did I imagine would happen?

I shrank from every cooking lesson they tried to domesticate me with, but they taught me one must use the ingredients they gave her.

l laughed at the comparison and rested on the stolen rags of those kitchen boogeymen, still white on this side. I breathed in the air, barely sufficient for two people, retreating inside a dirt hole.

Disguise – the first ingredient from our mole. Yes, that is a mole, not us underground people. Her gifts led me to the warehouse data, and my manly comrade used his last tranquilizer to get to the explosive. Then the three of us modified his uniform for me, and the mole brought the aerial variant of the mixer.

All it took was to shake it.

Stray hair got stuck in the mesh above my head. I had to be careful even to free it. The rabble sounded so close. They shouted, increasing their tenacity with anger.

“Someone had to die, Lawrence,” I speculated in front of the guy in the t-shirt and boxers. “They respect power, so let them see it.”

letting my boyfriend lose me in a bet to our dealer [26F]

We started dating when we were sixteen. We’re both from a small town in Australia where you’re basically with the same group of people through high school that you grew up with. Most people from our home town tend to stay and work around there after school finishes, so Nick and I are some of the few people to have actually moved away. We both got accepted into the same uni and now live on campus, but we’re only a three hour drive away so sometimes pop home for the weekends. We’ve stayed in touch with all of our friends from school, and this story centres around one of them, a guy named Travis.

Travis was always more of Nick’s friend than mine, I mostly just tolerated him. He was dealing weed even back when we were at school and I always assumed that was the main reason that everyone put up with him. He’s always been aggressive, arrogant, rude and insulting, literally the opposite of Nick and the rest of our friends in just about every aspect. That being said he could be fun to hang around and get high with, but I could only ever handle him in small doses. He’s also an absolute chauvinist and fuck boy. Most of our friends have dated around and been single on and off, where as Nick and I have stuck together the whole way through high school. As a result of this Travis has managed to sleep with just about every girl in our friendship group at some point. Almost all, because he’s never managed to get into my pants despite his constant efforts.

Love Pill: Generations CH.02

[Ch.01](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/zuynke/love_pill_generations_ch01/)

**Chapter 2**

“Dylan.”

“Mom.” I rasped, sliding my hand along her body, curving down to her ass where I squeezed so fucking hard.

“AH!” my mother moaned, her lips on mine, her tongue offering light, expert strokes.

What the fuck. Everything happened so fast.

One moment, my beautiful mother was leading me by hand into the Master’s bedroom, and the next, I was tasting her lips. Her fucking lips.

*Vanilla.* I once overheard my father saying she tasted like the most divine vanilla. And he was right.

My mother tasted sweet, but not overly so. Like a dessert. The best fucking dessert in the world.

Suddenly, we were on her bed. I didn’t even remember when we tumbled onto her pink mattress, but she was getting onto all fours, and I didn’t want to waste a second.

I scrambled behind her, almost tearing her pink mini skirt apart as I rolled it up her long, slender legs.

“Dylan—” My mother turned to look at me. Her usually perfect Hollywood waves were a complete mess, covering her face, but I could spot piercing blue eyes peeking through pink waves. “Sweetheart.”

[MF] The Koh Samui three [Part 1]

I’m now 39 years old, it’s been around 10 years since I wrote about any sexploits in this sub but when I used to write about them here, users really enjoyed them. As always, this is 100% true, to my recollection. I enjoy writing these to make you smile and hopefully turn you on. This is a way of preserving these moments, as over time they do get a little fuzzy!

It’s 2015 and the new year for me is a bad one. My partner of 6 years left me to travel and without boring you with the rest of the saga, she didn’t tell me I wouldn’t see her again, until she called, over WIFI. In short it was a truly awful experience.

After a month or two, I was still drowning my sorrows after work and sat at my laptop. My messenger pinged. It was an old friend Ali, who wanted to catch up, talk to me about martial arts etc and meet up. To cut a long story short, we agreed we’d make the trip to Thailand to see our old friend from school, who lived in Koh Samui now.

I anonymously fucked a guy in a Squid Game costume! [FM]

I had an invite to a fairly big party one of my friends was organizing together with some friends of her I didn’t know. Plenty of people would be showing up who I didn’t know and some people who I would know. Perfect opportunity! It would be hosted at a bar which they rented for the night. My outfit however wouldn’t help with the anonimity. I had a cop costume with zero face mask to it. That had to change.

I went into town quickly, but most of the Halloween costume stuff was already sold out or not in my size or whatever. I was getting kinda desperate untill I came across a full devil face mask! Ok, it didn’t have a ‘sexy’ vibe to it or whatever, but I could definitely work with that.

I got back home, and searched my closet. I knew I had some red dresses, and I found this perfect tight, red, tube, party dress with some glitters on it. I combined that with some tigh high stockings, heels, silk red thong and no bra. Played around with make up on my body as well, adding some ‘blood’ and ‘wounds’ etc to make it a bit more ‘scary’.

[F] Getting my ass fucked in a car

Last night I went out with some friends to a local bar, we all had a goodnight and I had a bit more to drink than any of my other friends. We left as they were closing, a little after midnight. Out the front of the bar my girlfriends and I started talking to a group of guys who were also leaving while we were waiting for our Ubers. In truth I can’t remember any of their names. For whatever reason my Uber cancelled on me so I was there last out of my friends waiting out the front of the bar.

I was still chatting to the group, they had one designated driver who just wanted to go home. The other guys all wanted to go clubbing. Eventually they agree to taking an Uber, and the sober driver would just go home. My Uber was still 10 minutes away and all the guys had been picked up. It was just me and the designated driver at this point. He looked very nervous and I saw him checking out my body multiple times.

[M]y infidelity diaries: Shiela, the [f]irst year

*This is part of* [an ongoing series](https://www.reddit.com/user/aqualounger/comments/xrqbc3/my_infidelity_diaries_links_to_all_posts/)*. About me: Tall, dark hair, skinny in my youth but less so these days, with a cock on the small side of average. Oh, and for better or worse, I am a serial cheater. These are my stories — all of them real in every way, except for the names. I’m not sure what I hope to gain from writing all this down; maybe it will be cathartic for me, and hopefully it will be hot for you. Anyway, here’s what happened.*

Sheila and I met on a bitterly cold January night, during a particularly dark and snowy winter. I had been invited to my friend’s gig, and when I arrived she was standing near the stage. I don’t remember what she was wearing, but I remember her long, curly, dirty blond hair, and the casual tilt of her hip.

I was hooked immediately.

I saw she was nearly finished her beer, so I quickly bought a round and brought them over to her to introduce myself. We hit it off immediately. It was one of those kismet moments — we realized that we had many friends in common, and we both wondered aloud how it could be possible that we’d never met. I was finding this fact more and more tragic with each passing second, because by this point I had been married for just over three years.

Instant Chemistry [F19/M20s](First Time)(Vanilla)

Lily walked into the lab and unpacked her notebook and pencil. She went to put on her goggles when the teachers assistant leading today’s chemistry lab cleared his throat. Lily looked up, realizing that as the only other person in the room, he must be trying to get her attention. Tyler, the TA, couldn’t have been too much older than Lily herself. He looked mid 20s at the oldest to Lily’s 19. He led the chemistry discussion group Lily was assigned to as well, and he had always seemed very kind, if a bit of a nerd.

“Yes, sir? Did you need something?” Lily still wasn’t sure what to call all of the different teachers at the university yet. Some were professor, some doctor, some just wanted to be called by their first names. Lily stayed on the safe side and addressed most by ma’am or sir.
Tyler seemed to blush a bit as Lily waited for him to answer her. She knew that her direct stare was sometimes a lot for people, but she had been taught that it was a sign of respect to maintain eye contact. Tyler seemed to think though that this was a staring contest. “Sir? You wanted me?”

I crashed a party in costume to be a slut for anons and risk two Ex boyfriends seeing me. [26F]

I went around to different costume shops, party shops and stores looking and the best I found was a Spider-gwen costume that covered my body and face. Now I couldn’t ask for an invite because it would risk letting them know I’d be there so I planned on party-crashing, as bad as that is but figured I’d be in costume and maybe I’d get away with it? Haha

I managed to sneak in with a group of people I didn’t know and did my best laying low, Some of the costumes were amazing and I couldn’t recognise anyone. I had lifted my mask just enough over my lips that I could drink as I wandered around and made small talk with people. By the time it was getting much later, Some people had left and others had taken the liberty of the bedrooms or bathrooms to fuck, I was quite horny and was thinking of ways of how I should approach a random and ask them to fuck or if I could suck their dick.