Fingered in the Jacuzzi at Family Christmas Party [inc] [Str8] [drugs] [MMF]

Christmas Eve my family gets together and has a little party after the younger ones go to bed. Beer, cocktails, and a little (or a lot) of THC. Usually we just jump into the jacuzzi in just our underwear, and my mom and aunt usually end up topless.

My family has always been very open and liberal when it comes to sexuality and nudity. Not quite nudist but definitely old school hippie/free love mindset. I was wearing a lace floral underwire bra with mesh cups and some cute blue, and white lace cheeky panties.

Since I was the youngest of the bunch I was the designated beer/cocktail girl and was responsible for fetching drinks. I was content sitting on the edge with my feet in despite the cold crisp Colorado breeze. Mostly because I knew I’d be freezing every time I had to go fetch drinks.

I’m a avid stoner. Partaking in my vape daily.. but for some reason my uncle has this premium strain that he smokes out of his bong (calls it the Mystery mystery machine) that completely bakes me out of my mind. And of course all the dirty jokes as I get my mouth into place.. lol.

Oh, Daddie [MF]{incest]

>The boys my age are so clumsy and in such a rush. You barely get their cock in your mouth, and they’re shooting their loads down your throat. After you blow them three or four times, they’re finally able to keep it hard long enough to give you a good fucking, but by then, you’re covered in splooge and dad always wants to know how you got so messy. None of your business, daddie. Your little girl ain’t so little anymore.

[https://medium.com/%C2%B5erotica/oh-daddie-b52c91363cac](https://medium.com/%C2%B5erotica/oh-daddie-b52c91363cac)

Watching porn, gone wrong. [FMMMMMM, incest?]

This is a story about watching porn.

Not my proudest moment, I’ll admit, but it’s much worse than just a lonely old man jacking off. I’ve been divorced for almost ten years now. I’ve dated a few women since then, but nothing very serious, and I’ve been alone for several years. It wasn’t uncommon for me to relax in front of the computer after work and masturbate to porn. The other day, I was doing just that. I was tired, stressed out from work, and looking to unwind. I had my pants off and I was already idly rubbing myself as I pulled up a popular porn site.

The “amateur” category was never one of my favorites, but of course a variety of videos appear on the main page of the web site, and I was scrolling through them, squeezing and stroking my slowly hardening penis. An amateur video managed to catch my eye. The girl in the thumbnail seemed to be just the type I tend to be attracted to. Long, straight, dark hair, dark eyes, slim figure. Now that I think of it, every woman I’ve slept with since the divorce have been fairly similar in appearance: variations on a theme. The thumbnail showed her apparently on her knees with a cock in each hand, and the title was “Amateur teen loves being drenched in cum.” Gang bangs and bukkake aren’t usually my thing either, but I enjoy them sometimes, and this girl looked really hot.

Destined Siblings, Chapter 9 [MF] [inc]

By the weekend, the place looked and felt like a home finally. Andrew and I each had our own bedrooms, with a single large bed and each bedroom also doubled as a place to work or study. While my brother had been able to have the movers move all his bedroom related furniture and his work desk back from the old house, we had to buy all that for me and have it delivered. In the end, it was that I had the better furniture and especially in terms of the storage and usage for both of us that I had no doubt that my brother would be inside my room very often.

The dining room was of modest size, barely big enough for Andrew’s tiny dining table and four chairs. The kitchen was fully filled to the brim. Over the counter, there were dishes and food in the cupboards, as well as food in the refrigerator and on the stove/oven. The refrigerator was nearly full with food, despite the fact that it was very clearly evident that the residents of this apartment were students or someone who still ate like students.

Aly and Uncle Toby (Pt 1) [FM, incest]

If this isn’t suitable for here PLEASE let me know!

Hi everyone. Just before you read my story, I want to say that it is all FICTIONAL! Nothing you are about to read actually happened in real life. 

Hope you enjoy it. It’s my New Year’s resolution to be braver with my writing and share it occasionally, even if only anonymously online! I’d love feedback and praise!

Aly had always liked her Uncle Toby in that way. It wasn’t because he looked like a movie star or had a ripped body. In fact, he was pretty average looking and had a little bit of a paunch. But whenever she was around him she always felt that tingle deep in her belly. There was just something about her Uncle Toby that she was drawn to.

When she was younger she had pushed the thoughts away and chided herself for thinking things that she knew were very wrong. She pushed them away so hard that she knew her mum thought she didn’t like Toby (her mum’s brother) at all. Whenever he was around she would go to her room. It looked rude, but no one realised she only did it because she was worried that if she didn’t she would end up getting caught staring at him, or worse still staring at his crotch and drooling while she imagined what lay hidden in his trousers.

Clementina, Part XXIII [extreme, sf/horror/fantasy, monster, tentacles, transgender, anal, lactation, TTTTTFFFF]

WARNING: THIS IS, AT TIMES, A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR/MODIFICATIONS, MONSTERS, WEIRD SLIMY EXTREME SEX, ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION, GORE, AND MORE.

If you are new to this story, I suggest going back and reading the earlier parts or you will be confused.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

There are transgender people in this story, there are monsters in this story, and there are transgender monsters in this story. I AM NOT IMPLYING TRANSGENDER PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS. I am just having fun with genders.

This story assumes you have read all previous parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

This part begins Chapter 5, and begins immediately after Part XXII ends.

I appreciate all your comments and feedback in the comments section and read every one of them.

Clementina, Part XXIII

Chapter 5: Citadel (continues)

Weird. Yeah. But we were getting used to weird.

27 [F4M] NC ♡ Brat seeking Daddy for roleplay! ♡

Hi there! I’m a 27/F/Brat looking for a Daddy to roleplay with! I write in first person, using quotation marks for dialogue, keeping my responses to a few sentences max to allow for quicker replies and for us to be able to react to each action. And, perhaps the biggest potential deal-breaker, is that I only write self-inserts, slice of life, realistic, whatever you want to call it. I can’t personally get into a roleplay with a made up backstory, fake relationship, or characters. I just want to be myself, doing what I’d really do with someone else doing the same. P.S. I’m in EST- mostly available after 6pm.

As far as likes go- I’m a brat, so naturally I prefer that my partner be dominant, someone capable of turning me from mouthy to moaning. I like sitting on someone’s lap, feigning innocence, calling them “Daddy” (bonus points if there’s an age gap), being grabbed/picked up/maneuvered, spanking, orgasm control (teasing/edging/denial/forced orgasms) and possessiveness. I also have a tickling kink, so it’d be great to find someone else who does as well. My absolute favorite, though, is clit tickling (paintbrushes, feathers, vibes, etc), which can be incorporated with orgasm denial for a punishment. I am admittedly quite the princess and love to be touched constantly so a pleasure/soft dom is definitely the type of person I could use in my life.

Kidnapped by my friends ex (MMF, brother/ex/sister, incest, rape, kidnapping, coercion, knife, blackmail, video, oral, anal, double penetration)

“You sure you’ll be okay Sky?”

“I’ll be fine. See ya tomorrow Issy.”

“Sure? There’s noone else here.”

“Sure. Besides you can’t stay. Remember your date?”

“Oh shit! I almost forgot! See ya Sky!”

I wave her bye as I gather my things, chuckling to myself. No wonder she lost her angel of an ex. He used to accept when she stayed out late or even missed date nights. He would send her flowers when she missed stuff. Once, they’d planned a whole weekend together and she forgot, leaving him stranded when she didn’t turn up at the meet up spot on the cruise. That was when he ended it. Now it’s just tinder hookups and month long relationships for her. She still drunk cals him though. He doesn’t care.

I wince as I lift my bag. It’s heavy and my shoulders are killing. Tennis will do that to you. Especially three days in a row. I drop my bag and roll my shoulders, glancing at the showers. *Nah, I’ll shower at home. It’s safer.* With a deep breath, I lift my bag on to my shoulder and walk out, down the empty hallway. I wave at the receptionist working late and smile at her, handing her my card.

My Sexual Family [Mommy-Dom] [Age Gap] [M/s] [b/s] [Mother and Son] [Gentle-Dom] [Incest] [Cum for Mommy] [Loving] Chapter 4 – “Dinner Time Fuck”

[Link to Chapter 3 here.](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pic3a1/my_sexual_family_mommydom_age_gap_ms_mother_and/) All older chapters on my profile.

**My Sexual Family** [Mommy-Dom] [M/s] [b/s] [Mother and Son] [Gentle-Dom] [Incest] [Cum for Mommy]

**Chapter 4**: Dinner Time Fuck
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After the incident last week, Mom and I began to fuck regularly.

She was a lot of woman to handle. At first I felt like such a little boy next to her, her mature curves and beautiful body juxtaposing strongly with my thin stature and frame. But as I gained experience, I started to feel more confident in my position, and I felt better about myself.

There were so many fuck positions, and we tried them all.

Just like my first time, I’d often lie on the bed in the center with her on top, rocking her bodyweight on top of my dick, feeling her elegant figure in front of me. Her tits hung graciously, and I’d bury my face in them with lust and hunger as she tugged on the back of my head and rode me like a toy. Pure comfort.

Noises Through the Wall Chapter 4 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

I’ve written this story through chapter 10, including the finale. All chapters are available on my website. There’s also an illustrated version available. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search my name on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!

Chapter 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pzws4g/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 2 [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qiict9/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_2_mf_inc_cheat/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qiict9/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_2_mf_inc_cheat/)

My escapades with my eighteen-year-old son were gathering speed. The train had left the station, and I could see the final destination. Before I’d watched him hump Gwen, I might have escaped my fate. But now, I couldn’t get the memory of the power and animalistic savagery of his mating out of my mind. Every time I closed my eyes, I’d see his long cock digging into his girlfriend’s pussy. The morning after my spying, I sent the men off to school and work. I had chores to do, but shirked my responsibilities. Instead, I spent the day with my new dildo, and it was good. But it wasn’t him. My frustration had ebbed over the last few days. I was somewhat satisfied with the dildo and my other dirty deeds. But my wants and needs had expanded. My libido seemed to be moving the goalposts on me.