‘My REAL Dad Used To Spank Me’: The Story Of A Teen And Her Step-dad [Straight] [M/f] [Step] [Inc] [Teen] [Spanking] [Barely Legal] [Daddy]

When I met my fiance Cassie, I was a little disappointed to hear she had a kid.

I never wanted children myself before and being in my forties now means that I want them even less. I just want a quiet peaceful life which is why I made the decision to finally find someone to settle down and share my life with in the first place.

I could tell you about my future wife Cassie and how we met but I get the feeling you’d be more interested in her eighteen year old daughter, Kacie.

Like I said, I didn’t want kids myself so I’ll admit that I was relieved when I learned that Kacie was eighteen.

Sure, I had definitely heard the stories of bratty, stroppy teenagers and they didn’t sound appealing but I figured that she was technically an adult now and surely past that phase.

And for the most part, I was right.

Kacie’s a really good kid and someone I’m proud to call my daughter. She’s smart, kind and caring. A little cheeky at times but it’s all in good fun. Mostly independent. Sure she lives with us but you can’t expect a kid to move out as soon as they turn eighteen but when that day does come, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She knows how to look after herself.

Catching Megan [inc] [bst] [Str8]

“Ok, I’ll see you in a couple hours. Be good. Love you.” I told Megan bye on my way out of the house as I headed for the gym. She smiled at me as I ducked out of her room.

I headed out to the car, and just as I got into the driver seat I realized I had forgotten my headphones. A couple hours at the gym without headphones isn’t an option for me. So I headed back into the house.

As I got upstairs and walked past Megan’s room on the way to mine I heard her voice. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, and it took me a second to register why exactly, but there was something strange about the way she was talking. No one else was home, but she didn’t sound like she was talking on the phone.

Her door was cracked a little, so I walked over to investigate. I peeked through the crack and was surprised to see Megan sitting on the edge of her bed, petting Jack, our huge English Mastiff who was sitting in front of her. This came as a surprise because she usually paid very little attention to the dog, other than occasionally expressing some annoyance at his giant frame being in her way or almost knocking her over.

‘My REAL Dad Used To Spank Me’: The Story Of A Teen And Her Step-dad [Straight] [M/f] [Step] [Inc] [Teen] [Spanking] [Barely Legal] [Daddy]

When I met my fiance Cassie, I was a little disappointed to hear she had a kid.

I never wanted children myself before and being in my forties now means that I want them even less. I just want a quiet peaceful life which is why I made the decision to finally find someone to settle down and share my life with in the first place.

I could tell you about my future wife Cassie and how we met but I get the feeling you’d be more interested in her eighteen year old daughter, Kacie.

Like I said, I didn’t want kids myself so I’ll admit that I was relieved when I learned that Kacie was eighteen.

Sure, I had definitely heard the stories of bratty, stroppy teenagers and they didn’t sound appealing but I figured that she was technically an adult now and surely past that phase.

And for the most part, I was right.

Kacie’s a really good kid and someone I’m proud to call my daughter. She’s smart, kind and caring. A little cheeky at times but it’s all in good fun. Mostly independent. Sure she lives with us but you can’t expect a kid to move out as soon as they turn eighteen but when that day does come, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She knows how to look after herself.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 9 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​

Chapter 9

Robert told his mother to dress, while they ran to let their sister in. They stuck out their tongues after telling her, she was in trouble.

Peggy stormed in, ignoring her brother’s insults. The reason she ditched class was to meet a boy at the far end of the school grounds. He was a handsome jock who promised to make her feel good, but all he did was sniff her panties and tell her to suck his cock! She thought about biting it but marched away without a backward glance. Someday, she would find a boy who could realize her secret fantasy. Until then, she’d suffer grounding and extra chores. Her parents couldn’t stop her search for erotic satisfaction.

That night, her mother ripped into her, in front of her father, promising to send her to a boarding school! Peggy had never felt such malice from her mother. It was like her mother had taken anger pills. Her brothers sat quietly, somehow more content and righteous than ever. Being sent to bed without supper was a relief from their smug presences!

Uninvited stranger invades the bedroom [MF, oral, facefuck, married, anal, PIV, noncon, bondage, incest, MFM]

/u/Gwensaccount and I don’t know each other, apart from a chance message here on reddit. I proposed a game where we take turns in writing alternate passages of a story. This post is the start of that journey. Each time you see “… … …”, we change writers.

Neither of us knows where it’s going or how long it will last.

It’s clearly not “top shelf” erotic fiction, but we’re enjoying ourselves and we hope that you enjoy it too.

…. … …

You were sound asleep, alone in the house. It’s a warm spring evening. Warmer that usual. A creak on the floorboard outside the door wakes you up.

At least you think you’re awake. You’re not really sure. It’s that half awake, half asleep feeling. But you hear it again. Creak. It sounds like someone is taking tentative steps towards the door.

You really are awake now, but you don’t want the person to know. You reach for your phone and sneak it under the covers to check the time. 3.09am. But wait, what’s that? There’s a text from an unknown number that simply says “I’ll be there soon”. It was sent at 2.41am.

Mom and the Police Officer P2 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

ISO Writer and/or 3dcg Artist to hire on retainer. Must, at the very least, enjoy my work below. (PM me here if interested).

**Ch.1**

***Parker***

Life was normal. Dad returned from his business trip and the incident between mom and the police officer was never mentioned. Oddly enough, Carl and I didn’t talk much about it either. The school was abuzz the next day as the rumors flew. And then that talk stopped too. It was as if everyone felt the ordeal to be a bit too real, maybe a bit too tragic, to discuss it openly.

Mom was clearly shaken up. She remained that way for about a week. Dad noticed but mom shrugged it off as an “odd mood.” It wasn’t like there was really any behavior change in her. She just remained more subdued than normal. Her outfits changed too.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 8 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​
​ ​

Chapter 8

Tommy grabbed his prick and fought its urge to leap into his mother’s spread slit. What if she was dry? He would have to make her wet, somehow. Licking her pussy, like Robert had, wasn’t his style. He tested her hairy vulva with the tip of his desperate cock. He found moisture there, but maybe not enough. Sliding it up and down he found her inner hole quickly. Fucking from behind must be easier than his brother’s way. Tommy grinned for being smarter. Again, he felt wetness in the resisting entrance to his mother’s womb. At that point, his cock and brain were so hot, he no longer cared. He bucked his prick into the damp hole.

His mother shouted with all her voice. “AAAAAAAA!!!!” It’s too dry, Tommy!” The prick lodged halfway in her cunt.

Valerie [F] [BDSM] [exh] [mast] [sm]

[Note: The main character is based off of a real person I met at a kinkster munch once! However, everything in this story is OC and fictional, including the name. I’ve only written this so far, but I’d like to gauge interest before writing more. Let me know what you think!]

Valerie clutched her stomach as it gave a deep rumble. She sighed and looked up and around from her old, bulky laptop in vain, knowing she was once again out of ramen. She didn’t think she could stomach another bowl of the salty, squishy noodles anyway. Her body really needed something substantial, but her thin budget—recently raped from paying for the upcoming semester’s tuition and rent for her shitty couch space—considerably limited her options. She sank back into the frayed green couch and hoped the hunger pangs would subside.

About half of the time, they would go away if she could distract herself well enough, either by watching a movie or finding something interesting to research on the net. What always worked, however, was finding some other, stronger physical stimulation.

The Twins Ch. 1 [incest] [f/f] [first time] [orgasm]

*Hi I’m new here! Still figuring out how to post correctly, so lemme know if there’s something I should do differently. Here’s the first chapter in a series about pair of twins who break the rules. 100% fiction. Enjoy! – Lyla*

Angela and Lucy were identical twins. Even their mom couldn’t tell them apart. Many twins have uncanny mental connections, but these two had an unusual physical connection. They started exploring each other’s bodies at a very young age. They had no concept of sex, but they knew that the area between their legs felt good when you touched it.

They never could remember how it first happened. It seemed like it was something they had always done. In their young minds, there was absolutely nothing wrong with what they were doing. Their mom had taught them to braid each others’ hair, to paint each others’ nails, to scrub each others’ back. To them it was just a natural part of taking care of each other.

Hanna, Family Secrets, pt 11 (the end) [M/s] [m/F] [incest]

Don’s heart beat fast in his chest as he sat in his new-ish Chrysler 200 at the end of the block. He had the heat on, but his hands were still cold from the nervousness that tingled throughout his body, occasionally causing his stomach to feel both weightless and full of butterflies. Two days ago, Don had lied about having to work late on Friday to prepare for a road trip and conference the following week. He told his wife Hanna, that she’d be free to go to her “book club” since he’d be out for the evening.

Don wasn’t surprised by her excited acknowledgment, having found out about her extra-curricular activities by having a sophisticated home security system installed at their house that had secret surveillance capabilities.

Last night, when he had a moment to himself, he’d watched the recorded video as his wife eagerly conferred with their son Pete, setting a meeting for Hanna and their son’s female alter-ego, Anastasia, for Friday night at the adult bookstore across town.

Don had all the specifics, the two wanted to play together this time, they would both occupy the last video booth at the end of the hall and “Anastasia” would teach her mother everything she knew about playing at a gloryhole.