The Trail [MFF] [Voy] [Bi]

Stepping out on the trail head, he shifts his backpack, and starts off. He had been meaning to do some hiking for some time now, but between work and school, had not found the time. Now he has the weekend off, a thirty-pound pack, and plenty of water bottles and energy bars to last a few hours on the trail.

He set his iPod on shuffle and let his mind wander as he hiked.

After an hour, he had worked up a good sweat and decides to stop at the halfway point in the trail. There was a shelter set back 80 feet from the trail to allow hikers to rest without being too near the path. Walking towards it, he heard a sound from the shelter like a woman moaning.

Taking off his headphones and setting down his pack, he edges closer, listening intently, certain he had only imagined it. Sure enough, the only noises were silence, a breeze through the trees, and the birds singing.

Then suddenly, "Aahh!"

There it was again, louder and more insistent. As he drew closer, he could hear what sounds like a stuttering breath of a girl, and muffled hum.

Blackberries [Str8,mw]

My name is Ellie. I’ve always had problems with boys. I don’t like them but I know I’m supposed to. I was too young to realise it at first but it gradually dawned on me through the years that other girls had some sort of attraction that was completely alien to me. They talked about their hair or eyes or how cute they were and all I could see was how shallow, rude and uncaring they were. The first boy to show an interest in me, pulled me aside and asked if I wanted to see his ‘giant cock’. The repulsion flowed like a wall of sick that ran through me and almost emptied my breakfast over his school shirt. I could not understand why I would want to see it but he extricated it from his pants and the limp, scraggly, wrinkled worm he pulled out finally broke the tenuous control I had over my stomach and he yelled as curdled milk and soggy, gelatinous wheat-things emptied onto his shirt and pants.

Lesbian Spanking, Redheart’s Red Bum [FF, sub, dom, spanking]

(One of my longer, less weird stories. You may find my other stuff at: http://lonelyscoots.tumblr.com/ )

Nurse Redheart was in the kitchen, just making some sandwiches and getting a glass of milk. Lyra calls from the other room for Redheart to make her one as well. Redheart would look to the table, noting that she'd already put everything back, but just imagining Lyra's face she spoke up "Eh… Yeah, of course." she called and started getting everything out again and making Lyra one as well. Butter, cheese and cucumber. Redheart really didn't want to forget Lyra's cucumbers. She'd done that once more and… there had been consequences. Recalling that time she got a pink tone to her face as she looked down at the cucumber before putting it back in the fridge and pouring up another glass of milk"What's taking so long?" Lyra asked loudly, right behind Redheart who in her shock dropped the glass, shards and milk spreading across the floor. With a terrified look she looked to Lyra and Lyra… just grinned.

Redheart's face was crimson red and she stared for several moments, Lyra still just grinning firmly, before she looked down at her feet. "I-I'm so sorry, Ms Heartstrings!"

[f][MF] Fun times on video chat!

On last Monday I woke up feeling really tired and groggy and kinda depressed and it felt like a sucky day for school, so I made the brave sacrifice of giving it up so I could stay home and relax and eat and just be lazy for a while. Parents were gone, house was empty, awesome.

I stayed asleep till about 10 o'clock, watched some stupid Youtube videos, and eventually got up at about 11. After a few snacks it was time to shower. Something stupid that I love doing but can only do when my parents are gone is not drying myself after a shower. After I rinsed off, I just got out and walked back to my room dripping wet and completely naked, just a small hair towel in my hand. It leaves a trail of water all over the floor from the bathroom to the bedroom so nobody appreciates when I do this, but parents won't be home for a long time so screw them!

The Transformation Chapter 3

Camille woke with a start. It had been a week since she had first started feeling horny and it hadn't gotten any better; if anything it had gotten worse. As she slowly opened her eyes she briefly wondered if her habit of masturbating every night before sleep had made things worse. She smiled and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"Who cares." She thought as her hands strayed back to her breasts. Her nipples were hard as diamonds and seemed to beckon for her touch. Each of her fingers rode ever the nipple of her left breast as she could sense the now-permanent ache building in her groin. Camille spared only a a passing thought for why she had woken up without a t-shirt on before she remembered taking it off the night before during her last self-love session.

Camille let a little gasp out as she used both hands to knead her breasts. Her legs spread involuntarily and her right hand strayed from her tit down to her panties. As she had anticipated she was already soaked. She would have slept in the nude but given her constant arousal and self-pleasuring she didn't want the help to explain to James why they had to clean her sheets constantly. Her breathing quickened as she slipped her hand underneath the pink and purple horizontal striped panties and begin toying her clit.