I’m a cuck [str8] [MF] [cuck] [huml] [preg] [voy]

The doorbell rang and I took a deep, calming breath. I think I was more nervous than my wife was, that day. MY wife was still in the bedroom getting ready, so I got up and went to the door, looking through the peephole. It’s exactly who I thought it would be, so I opened the door and greeted our guest. “Hello!” I said, a bit too enthusiastically, and the man jumped for a moment.

“Uh, hey.” The guy said, looking past me and into the house, “I think I might have the wrong house.” He was a large black man, maybe 6’6’’ with short hair. He seemed to be uncomfortable in our well-to-do neighborhood, and shifted his feet nervously.

“Nope. This is the place!” I put out my hand and he took it, shaking, and I let him into the house. Closing the door behind me, I ran ahead of him to the bedroom and knocked on the door, “Oh honey! Our guest is here!”

I heard several things fall over in the bedroom, it sounded like makeup or whatever other things she keeps in our en suite, and heard her stutter out “One second!”I turned and rolled my eyes at the guest “women” I mouthed and made my way to the kitchen.

[MF] [str8] [drugs] [cnc] [mildly preg] The bad part of town

College life can be as exciting as you make it. But, as we got off our bus, I honestly had no idea why my friend Rob thought that we needed the kind of excitement that one can find in the Numbers. It was the shady, seedy, outright dangerous even, part of Portland. And which so much life to enjoy everywhere else in town, we were just walking around it. “Chill man”, he reassured me, “I know where we’re going. I know people. They have a party tonight. It’s gonna be lit”.

“Dude”, I retorted, “they have parties everywhere”
“Yeah but this one is crazy shit man. All kinds of stuff floating”
“Stuff? What stu…” I started asking, before my own brain forgot its fear, worked for barely a moment, and connected the dots. Drugs. Rob was hoping to score drugs.

“That stuff is fucked up man” I told him. “Weed is fine, but if you’re talking real shit, that will fuck you up, you know?”
“Oh come on dude, just for tonight. Stick with me. It will be good, I promise”

[MF] [inc] [preg] [ds fdom] “Am I pretty?” (Part 2)

I don’t think I had realized how much of a willful force of nature Blair was. Not until she had walked through the door to my house. It was the first time in over 20 years that we were under the same roof. And it took her but a few minutes to settle down and take moral ownership of the premises.

She made it clear that she would stay for about a week, maybe a bit more. I don’t know why but I had somehow convinced myself that she would drive from California to Kansas, have dinner with me, and then drive back the very same day. Of course that wasn’t happening.

In the last two days she had cleaned up the house (“I just can’t deal with your man cave mess” she blurted, before starting to move stuff around no questions asked), she had taken me to the nicest restaurant in town, got the entire story of my life since I had left her mother and her, and now she was proudly announcing that she had made a home-cooked Italian meal. “One of my clients is of Italian origin and he is always trying to lure me in with recipes”.
“Well, do you like him?”, I asked
“No, don’t be silly Stephen. Desperation is not attractive. And he is desperate. Rich, but desperate”

Taking More Than Just Anna Kendrick’s Jewels [Rape] [Impregnation] [Celebrity]

****** MASSIVE DISCLAIMER: This story is pure fiction and does not promote nor condone any type of real-life rape or non-consensual encounters. This is a fictitious hypothetical fantasy scenario that is not intended to be acted out in real life by anyone or have ANY real-life implications. Any resemblance whatsoever to past, present, or future real-life events is purely coincidental. This story carries no real-life intent or plans or any of that sort. It is a work of pure isolated fiction, and its writer shall assume no responsibility or liability in the unlikely event of any inappropriate actions of any readers. It is hereby expressly declared, that this story is intended solely for private enjoyment within the confines of one’s own imagination. ******

*[Credit: This story was heavily inspired by a piece of work by TheBigLove126, posted* [*here.*](http://www.c-s-s-a.com/?p=6799) *Certain elements and portions are heavily borrowed from that story. He did a great job and it’s an amazing story by itself, but I thought I would build upon it, put my own spin on it and improve on it while taking out the age-play stuff, which wasn’t my cup of tea.*

# Context/Setting the Stage

Consensual Mind Break (ConNoncon, MF, Domination, Impregnation, Light BDSM)

Hey, before you go to read on, let me post a little disclaimer. This is much rougherand harsher than my usual writings, but i hope that it still appeals to some. If this breaks any rules, please do not hesitate to take it down. Both characters did consent to this happening beforehand, though it may not seem like it. If you are still here, i hope you enjoy.

I had called you earlier that day so that we could hang out at my place. I had everything prepared and my cock was hard and eager for what was to happen next. I couldn’t wait to have your toned body under me, writhing and quivering as i fill you over and over. Your hair wrapped around my fist as i pounded into you and bred you like the slut you were. Soon i hear your car pull up and i smile. My cock growing that much harder as i wait for you at the door.

[MF] How I lost my virginity

(Forgive me if my storytelling isn’t so good, I don’t usually post this kind of stuff online but I had to tell someone.)

So until yesterday I (19m almost 20) was still a virgin.

I had been talking to this girl (19f) for a while and she was hanging out at my house. I had to run the the storage unit my family rents to drop some stuff off, since my family is planning to move soon, and while we were there we decided to have a bit of naughty fun in the storage unit. Before I get into what happened, you should know that we had only been to third so far, and she also has had one sexual partner before me.

While we were in there, some other people came up in the elevator to access another unit on the floor right while I was fingering her. She whispered “fuck” and I jokingly said, “is that an offer?” she started giggling and said “that would be one hell of a way to lose your virginity.”

[Mf] [nc] [inc] [preg] “Veri[18f]ication”

Obvious disclaimer: this is purely a work of fiction.

16 years is a tough age to be.

You can finally drive! As if there were that many places to drive to! Small town America has the roads, not the destinations. School sucks. You can’t wait to be done and move on to college. Explore the world. You’re not cut for the rural life. And neither are your friends. Y’all walk up and down the 3 blocks of Historical Downtown dreaming of the lights of New York City. Oh, yes, your friends? Do they actually like you? Will they stick together for life? Or will you lose them in a couple years time? Will you make new ones?

Yes, 16 is a tough age to be. You yearn the touch of the boys. At night. In the dark and the silence. Only the crickets and your hard breathing echoing through the starry sky as you go at it. The blankets rustle like feathers at your soft gentle touch. Then you tense up, and release it all, before falling asleep, finally relaxed. You don’t have a boyfriend. The last one was months ago. He wanted one thing, and he wanted it after buying you the smallest size pop at McDonald’s! Oh the horror! You have almost given up on it. College is when it’s at. You’re not curvaceous, and that’s all the boys want here. Cows and curvaceous girls. As if they couldn’t quite tell cow from human.

[FM] My best friend and best lay is a married man I met on Reddit

Hi there, I recently discovered this sub and spent hours poring through every single story here, and getting unbelievably turned on at all the sexual liberation, so I figured I’d post my own lil story.

So, about me: 23, 5’9, Hispanic and Asian, since I drew a blank, I asked my friend to describe me. He said that I have have thick Latina hair just right for getting fingers stuck in. I have hips would allow for multiple children were I so inclined. I have perky tits and seldom wear a bra. I have perfect nipples which stand out under my shirt every day, with which I enjoy teasing strangers and co-workers alike. (You can see more in my post history).

I was raised in a very religious environment, and didn’t lose my virginity till I was 19. I’ve always been attracted to older men since I was younger, and always loved acting like a cocktease from when I realized I was attractive to men.

My attraction to older men drew me to a little subreddit where dads post, as I fucking love married men with kids. I have a huge fetish for creampie/impregnation sex, the more “fuck a baby into me and make me yours forever” it is, the better.

The Goddess next door

*WARNING: contains pregnancy and it’s long*

It was a nice spring day in early April that Aaron first spotted the girl who would be moving into the apartment across the hall from where him and his mom lived. Putting the trash he was carrying by the door he froze. She was one of the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. With her blonde hair flowing in curls around her perfect face, reaching a little past where he assumed her nipples would be. As she walked in front him and stopped at her front door with her keys in the lock, he estimated her to be about 5’5” with long legs and curvy ass. His heart nearly shot out of his chest when she turned her penetrating blue eyes towards him and smiled.

“Hi, I’m Arya” she said in a cheery voice and stretching out her hand.

“Uhh…Aaron” he answered, returning the handshake.

“I guess I’m your new neighbor.” She said with another smile, “I’ll try to keep the partying to a minimum.” and giggled.

Sub Fashion Show[FF][impregnation][lingerie]

Alexa and Charlotte had been enemies since they became submissive slaves to their shared Master, John. Recently, however, the two had been close and had decided to join forces to best serve their beloved Master. They had worked together to create the most memorable and erotic outfits and costumes for John and to help each other give him the most pleasure.

“Do you think he would prefer something more colourful tonight, or sensual black?” Alexa enquired, separating her outfits on the long metal rack that lined the left wall. Each of them had their own rack of outfits and a room divider to change their clothing and accessories in the far corners of the room.

“I say we pick out a few to try and get an idea of what he might be into tonight based on his mood this morning. You know, he seemed so hard and stiff, he may be in the mood to get out a little bit of aggression.” Charlotte stood naked in front of her clothing rack. Her blond hair was straightened and flowing down her back and she wore minimal makeup.