Mother and Daughters: Part 1 [Ff] [Taboo] [Mother/Daughter] [BDSM] [Lesbian] [Impact Play] [Romance]

Lily

“Yes, Mother,” Lily mumbled through her gag. She was laying across her mom’s lap, hands bound behind her, and gagged with her own panties to muffle the noise of her screams as she was spanked. “Good girl,” her mother Cherie said in a kind tone that directly contrasted with the harsh slap. Lily could feel bright red welts already forming on her ass cheeks, and moaned knowing that they were just getting started.

A lot had changed in the last year; after that fateful mother/daughter ski trip, Lily and Cherie had returned home in a fully committed relationship. It hadn’t all been smooth- Lily’s younger sister Violet took some time to adjust to their family’s new normal- but after sitting her down and explaining their love and service to one another, not to mention seeing the way that Lily and Cherie looked at one another, even Violet had to accept their relationship. Once they had Violet’s approval, Lily and Cherie married in a quiet ceremony with just the three of them. Lily’s poem became her vows, and hung in the bedroom she now shared with her mom.

KLIT 96.9 THE RAVE 057 Drip Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BONDAGE TOYS ROLE PLAYING)

“”Watching as the water spotted against her taught stomach. As everything in the world was centered around that shallow breathed woman’s stomach…
Pulling in the driveway, “Damn I am not looking forward to seeing him or anyone right now” I begrudgingly said. Tossing my work blouse into the wash basket. The same place that I always did before, entering the same door to the same home. No longer listening to the ruckus cuming from the boob tube that is always on when this body breaches the house.”

“Welcum to the Lesbian Morning Show with DJ Maeve! Only right here on the station that brings you the hottest tails from around the land, Klit 96.9 The Rave!” Nova ReBoot answered back.

“On this morning not too long ago Traffic Girl Callie was providing real time coverage for a police action. During this coverage the trauma of this event had pulled her from the air and the airwaves. We are proud to welcum back our Traffic Girl Callie with the latest traffic update.”

EST LAW & PUNISHMENT 147 Caged Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

By the time Chica and I came too we found ourselves in a cage. Making sure she was okay. Asking, “Are you alright” while my tongue sloppy poked her nipple. My fingers rubbed her pussy. Dipping into it’s soft interior. Pulling on Chica’s clit and saying, “This is how I get when I’m nervous..” not even sure if that got out all the way before I tried to swallow her tit! Pulling it to the back of my throat as my teeth scraped along the base.
My own muff was on fire humping Chica’s leg! Wrapping my lips around her shine bone, using my thighs to propel me up her leg before relaxing as my muff slide back down. One hand, my free hand was fondling her ass. Pulling against Chica’s asshole! Until that sensation grabbed me by the tits! My nipples dragging the floor of this cage suddenly lit up becuming so damn hard you could write with them.
My back arched in lifting my pussy just enough so I would have been begging for it if I didn’t have Chica’s tit stuffed in my mouth. Hand both seized up pulling her asshole and against her g-spot in a massive orgasm. Panting after, sucking on both of my fingers from both hands! Legs locked in a missionary position using the bars of that cage for support!
“What.. what… Ooooh Mmm fuckkk!” I screamed out butt Chica wasn’t giving me time to catch my breath! Her tongue had my clit so tied up that even one breath and…

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 005 Lesbian Factor Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Group..” hold up two fingers still dripping with the aftermath of the I’ll fuck you for a passing grade groups question. “Well first off we think you should (hooking a finger in Clarissa’s collar ) be more comfortable (pulling on the fabric of the shirt as all the buttons popped open), nice tits butt are they real?” Instead of giving a pat on the back like the other team, the lesbians (including a pair of guys) joined in a group kiss. Looking down at her large breasts a shade of red colored her cheeks. “Yes.. they are real (squeezing her triple S’s together as she rocked forward) would you like to feel them (the blush in her cheeks went straight to red)? (What did I do??? I just call on the loud mouth to feel my tits..)” The question was out, “Now let’s see if Angie will.. Ohh my fuck..” Clarissa was thinking butt as soon as Angie went from groping to sucking. “Ohh my fuckkk, I’m.. I’m fucking cuMmming” Clarissa started to moan as the thought replayed in her mind. Mrs. Donavon wanted to speak, “What are you OooohOooohOooohOoooh my OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss..” collapsing on her desk, her free hand was called into action. Caressing her very own ass, pulling her little butt a part as the third orgasm rocked her body. Stroking Angie hair, pulling her in as a mini orgasm was blasting Clarissa’s mind. Butt things could not continue not without a counter, “I see a group kiss, what no honor amongst lesbians?” Angie was taken aback by this shameful statement. Marching into the group of seven, targeting her bitch. “Yes there is honor (pressing their lips together, Angie’s hands grabbing a handful of ass as their Kitty’s purred together) amongst us. Get on your knees and eat my pussy (giving a lustful kiss as her bitch sank) as you cannn.. Ooo yes (cupping the back of her head and pressing her against Angie’s cunt) Ooo Ooo fuckkk.. (her free hand shot out to grope the nearest tit)” Raking her nails against the tit, pinching the nipple until the second wave of pleasure passed. The shock final whore off, the butch finally moved in. Grabbing a handful of Angie’s hair, jerking it back as their lips collided. Drinking a long drought of water from Angie’s mouth, “Lick my cunt you slut.” Bending Angie backwards till her legs failed, a short fall onto the desk. “Now you are the perfect height” hiking her leg up till she was straddling Angie’s head. It did last that long before her hands clenched ahold of the next desk, her breathing was short, spazmatic at best. “Fuckkk.. (slapping her own ass) fuckkk.. fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm..” her hips bucked almost drowning Angie with the massive amount of cum. The other couples where already started on there own heavy petting, even a blow job was given. “Ooooh fuckkk Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss!!!” Mrs. Donavon fourth orgasm was here. Using both hands, pumping her pussy with three fingers. Pumping her ass with two fingers, stretching her asshole so she could go for something a whole lot bigger.

She whimpered with each hump, chasing the fluttering rise of pleasure in her stomach. [Chapter: 2]

*Kinks: primitive tribal society, urination/squirting, pheromones, lesbian sex, incest.*

This is the second chapter in a series I’m writing titled, *Primal Memories*. You can read this chapter on it’s own for the naughty bits (Part III), or you can start with *Chapter: 1* [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tc3vru/autumn_finds_her_sister_being_mounted_in_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

**Primal Memories: Chapter 2**

**Part I**

Autumn pushed through the mammoth hide and stepped into the Elder House. “Mamá,” she called. Mamá looked up from her sage work.

*Rose is at home now, she needs you,* Autumn signed. Mamá stood from her stone table and crossed the hall to the entrance. She and Autumn set off for house Moon.

*Is Rose okay?* Mamá signed. Autumn looked up from her mother’s hands. She shook her head with a worried brow. Her face became hot as she signed, *Rose and Flint tried to mate.* Mamá’s eyes grew wide.

*Did they?* Mamá asked, cupping her fingers to emphasize the question.

*They-* Autumn began, *well, they…did not fully mate. They didn’t mate because she couldn’t… wet him.* Autumn felt too embarrassed to sign the word *squirt* to her mother. Mamá understood what the alternative gesture meant though.

My fiancee blows me while her female best friend is in the bathroom. [MF]

My fiancee and I have a free use kink going, along with an exhibition kink, and a getting caught kink.

One day her best friend was coming over so the two of them can hang out and spend the day together. The two of them are incredibly hot and I love imagining the two of them fucking each other and enjoying each other’s pussies. Getting hard I pull out my cock and drop my fiancee to her knees and have her start sucking my cock. She absolutely loves sucking my cock and is always willing to drool all over it and drink my cum. We are in the bedroom the door open so the living room can see us and the front door is right down the stairs so anybody walking in will walk right by us.

Christmas wish for sister

**Christmas wish for sister.**

Kyle knew what his Christmas wish was.

His family had a tradition. Every year on Christmas Eve, they’d each write a secret wish on a small piece of paper and throw it into the fireplace. If they were lucky, the wish might even come true.

In past years, Kyle had often had trouble deciding, and would be almost as slow throwing something in as his sister, Millie. But this year, he knew exactly what he would wish for.

He wanted tits. A curvy body, a round ass, big bouncy tits, a cute smile, and a tight, wet, willing pussy.

And he wanted it bad.

He wanted it so bad that the wish itself almost seemed unfair, taunting, focusing his intense desire but not actually helping get him there. All wishing could do was remind him of what he already knew, but not get him any closer to getting a girl.

His erection was uncomfortable, borderline painful in his jeans. He’d already jerked off twice that day, and it wasn’t even dinner time. It wasn’t relieving him, only making him sore. He waited a few minutes, letting it weaken until it at least wasn’t so obvious, before going in search of distraction.

I fulfilled my boyfriend’s lesbian fantasy while we had video sex [FF] [MF]

Ever since Liam and I started doing long distance, we’ve been having video sex every few weeks. Sometimes, it’s pretty vanilla and we talk dirty while we get off to each other. Other times, he likes to be commanding and instruct me on what to do, where to touch, controlling my orgasms. This time, we explored a shared fantasy: me having sex with another girl.

I have only ever been with guys, but I am curious to see what it’s like to have sex with a girl. There’s just something that’s really sexy about girls – the sensual feminine energy, the curves, the soft skin… Today, as Liam and I were calling, we started talking about one of my friends who was coming back to visit her family for the holidays. I’m not super close with her, but we do like to go out together and hang out when we have time. And most of all, we talk about sex. A lot. We send each other sex memes, we tell each about our hookups sometimes, we share our favourite porn stars and we recommend our favourite vibrators and toys to each other.

Dribbling Barista [FF]

(Possibly part 1. Written after a prompt of sorts and chat with an interesting Redditor!)
She had me at my first visit to the little coffee shop, or at least in as much as I decided to make it my regular stop each lunch time to brighten my day. It wasn’t like I was planning a relationship with her and had no idea if she was even interested in women. But she looked cute, with those big doll eyes and slight cheeky smile. Her mouth was surprisingly large on a small face but with her full lips it seemed to work. She always wore a slightly low cut top and I can’t say I’d ever complain about a little cleavage on show. Her breasts seemed small but very firm, or could just have been a bra 1 size too small. Either way, whenever she saw me she smiled, probably like with every customer, and she lifted my mood a little, so I kept going back not thinking much more of it than a little eye candy for the day.
Her name was Demi, which made me smile as the very first time I saw her she had a little something at the corner of her mouth, shiny and moist, rolling down to the side of her chin. She wiped it away quick but that’s probably what hooked me. I have a thing for really messy sex and copious amounts of saliva really do it for me. Hence my cheerful attachment to dribbling Demi.
After a few weeks of this I was on my way back from the bathroom. Oh yeh, the bathroom at the coffee shop! Well that’s a hole other type of gay story, if you know what I mean!? Ha ha. Any way, there’s a small spot just before you turn round the corner to the counter where you can see through a small gap between shelves and the giant coffee machine. You can’t normally see the actual coffee being made normally as it’s out of view, but I got a good view of Demi and couldn’t believe it.
I nearly tripped in shock as I can to a haunt. Probably my mouth was ajar slightly as I watched place the freshly made Latte about six inches under her mouth and then let a good shot of dribble drop into the cup. My heart suddenly pounded as I watched it the shiny thick stringy clear goo pass over her gorgeous lips and drop in slow motion. It all happened in moments as she gave a quick stir, wiped the spittle off with the back of her hand and went to deliver the coffee.
I was in absolute shock, head spinning, yet aroused and excited.
Demi suddenly became more than just a passing fancy.
I was there again as usual the next day but made sure it was my coffee she was making as I peeked through the crack. I can’t even tell you the joy I experienced sipping my coffee in front of her and nodding thanks, knowing it was her dribble as the secret ingredient, as she gave me a little crooked smile, not knowing that I knew her secret.
It would be boring and long, not to mention a little sad for me to go over my full blown stalker mode week where I watch and ended up videoing her dribbling into the cups. Or the fact I repeatedly played and came to those same short videos in the evening. How sad am I? It’s not like I can’t get a girl if I want, but those video just blew me away for some reason.
So I found me and Demi sitting in my apartment one evening. I’d left her a note for her to message, which she had. We’d interacted a bit more recently and I’d started to think perhaps she might be interested but wasn’t really sure. She’d come willingly to my apartment, whereas I’d originally planned to….um…..let’s say encourage rather than blackmail her, using the video. In my defence I really was caught up in the moment!
She was shorted than me and really looked good tonight. Her top was a little lower and looser, so after a few glimpses I was fairly certain her boobs were very firm and it had nothing to do with a bra.
“Thanks for inviting me over” she said with a little smile, “I haven’t got a lot of friends here and you seem really nice.”
I was insane, that was obviously the answer as I dived into a rambling nonsense of why I’d invited her over. It all had made sense in my head and I’m really very controlled normally. There was something about liking how she looked, seeing her dribbling into the coffee cups, effectively stalking her (she looked shocked briefly!), that I really did like her, and like her as more than just a friend, I was a lesbian, I’m really not a total crazy, but I have a thing for dribble and saliva, she seems nice, blah blah blah.
She was quiet for a time, staring down at her drink. She almost whispered, “I have a condition where I over salivate. It’s worse when I’m excited or stressed.” I let the quiet last for a bit. “There’s no where to spit there and if I swallow too much it makes me feel sick. So you know…” She gave a little shrug.
She looked up at me and I stopped breathing. A little drool was creeping out the side of her mouth. “I kinda like you too…”
My heart stopped for a moment and then pounded like I was a dog in heat. I swear if I was wearing underwear it would have been soaking!
My slow planned seduction plan was gone and although a nice slow build up would be lovely for all involved, including the reader of this, I really didn’t feel like I had time right then and just went on instinct.
Which means I ended up on the sofa nervously leaning into those big full lips…
As always that first uncertain kiss tasted so good! Lips on lips and as we squeezed together dribble squeezed out of her mouth into mine…I was in heaven!
She pulled away and flushed a little, “sorry…I should go spit or something…”
“Please don’t!” I begged! “Or at least don’t do it somewhere else.” I winked.
I held her face with one hand and put my other like a cup under her chin. “Please…” I whispered.
She looked shocked or surprised or disbelieving for a moment and then a look of resolve.
Her lips parted a little, glistening as she pushed the liquid from her mouth, slowly down her chin and into my waiting hand. There was so much I couldn’t hold it all, but once she was empty I used my free hand to unbutton my shirt. I was terrified she’d think I was a freak, but just could stop myself. I wasn’t wearing a bra and once I pulled my shirt back I leaned back and let the goo drop to my breast and then rubbed it gently around. I was clearly aroused and couldn’t believe it when she reached forward to reveal my other breast then lowered her mouth to my nipple.
She held eye contact the whole time as she played the nipple around between lips, teeth and tongue. I simply lay there enjoying the moment for a while. Her wet sticky saliva applied to my own breast by my own hand, while her lush lips caressed my other breast and nipple, her saliva glands stimulated and leaving a trail of slime everywhere she went. I wrapped my free hand around the back of her head pulling her into me, groaning as I did it.
Her hand slipped up my leg, easy access with the skirt I had on, finding my soaking wet mound. She stopped and smiled in surprise for a moment, “sooo wet!”
After a good squeeze and rub, making me squeal a bit, she pulled her hand out and sat back up. She inspected the hand covered on my juices and then holding eye contact with me she placed her fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. I truly have never seen anything hotter in my life!
She stopped and pulled her loose top off over her head. Her breast were small. Maybe a handful, but we’re the most solid little globes I’d ever seen in my life!
“I want to try something,” she said, “lay back and spread your legs.” I complied immediately, suddenly realising I wasn’t in charge at all.
She flipped up my skirt and leaned over me. She gave me the deepest kiss I’d ever had, holding our bodies just out of reach but close enough I could feel the heat from her. As she pulled back she let herself leave a string of dribble between our mouths which suddenly fell away back into my face.
Her hand reached down for more of my juice and spread it across my breasts. Then she leaned her body down so her amazing little breasts met my pussy and rubbed them slow and hard together. I swear her nipple was harder than a finger and I could feel it each time it flicked past my clit. Her rubbing became smoother as her breast became drenched in my liquids. As she moved it spread across my body. She pulled my hand into her mouth and sucked my fingers, sending me to heaven and creating even more messy drool to play with.
She took now saliva covered hand after a few minutes and rubbed it over her face. She looked so beautiful and hot covered in shiny messy juices as she rubbed my pussy with her hard breast! She blew my mind and body at that moment and I came like I never have before, releasing more juice over our already drenched bodies!
“My turn now,” She winked through my haze, “where’s the bedroom?”
To be continued…

Free use punishment. (CW: Homophobia) (Dubcon) (public) (freeuse)

[inspired by this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/t6iufa/wplast_month_your_city_passed_a_lawset_of_laws/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

After an unusually short court case, i was declared an “indecent threat to decent society”. And the following day i received the pin that meant 2 things

1: i was a lesbian. I wasn’t as i was bi, but I don’t really think the government knows what that means, so I was simply labeled as a lesbian.

2: i was a freeuse whore by all men. The insane idea that somehow passed into law a month ago was that if lesbians were given enough cock, they’d learn to no longer be lesbians.

I got caught on purpose, while it sickens me to think that innocent women are being raped daily, it also excites me to no end. I wanna be carelessly manhandled in public like many of my friends have been. The first time i saw it in action, i saw my sister be stripped, kicked and raped by a businessman. I was obviously horrified, but I can’t count the amount of times I’ve fantasized about being in her position.

I proudly my pin on and started to walk to work, some people gave me concerned or angry glances. But no one tried anything, but just before i reached my office, i felt my legs kicked and i fell to the ground.