Pirates thieves and stowaways part 8

(Nudity sex and voyeurism)

Chapter 8: randy dandy oh

The first few days aboard the ghostly maiden passed by quickly. Dunkin and klair both settled into the rhythm of the ship and grew used to there responsibilities. After lunch one day in his unoccupied hours Dunkin sat below decks sewing a patch into the torn seat of his pants. He sat exposed from the waist down in a hammock feathered between the mast and a structural beam. He brushed his shaggy black hair from his face as he focused on not pricking himself with the large needle made for mending the sails.

As he worked at mending his trousers a group of halflings laughed and giggled as they hurried below decks. They quickly started to pull each other’s clothes off of their short curvaceous bodies. the woman tended to have full breasts and thick thighs. The males had small pot bellies on there otherwise muscular frames.
They quickly started fondling each other and kissing passionately. Soon there bodies entwined and they began making love in a pile of halfling flesh.

Pirates thieves and stowaways part 7

apter 7
A romp and new responsibilities.

The celebration of the victory over the OwlBear lasted into the evening. Rum brandy and goat stew were plentiful as the crew laughed and danced to the tunes played on Tobias’ lute his baritone leading the crew in boisterous song.

“🎶🎵one more over the side me boys. one more over the side.🎶🎵
you’re chained to the mast
so speak up fast
or it’s one more over the side me boys
it’s one more over the side.🎶🎵”

Klair sat on a cannon her shirt still torn open but she at some point chose to remove her chest wrapping and replaced them with a blue purple silk scarf tied in a way to support her breast with an X across her torso. She sat with the horned elven woman and a halfling dressed in only a sky blue vest and brown trousers . They shared a long wooden pipe that plumed pink smoke filled with sparkling starlight. Each Taking turns smoking from it exhaling large clouds of hazy fog and laughing hysterically.

Almost a sex story [Gay]

In 2015 I was 24, recently single, depressed, and on the rebound. It was the latest breakup in what was already (and would continue to be) a violently toxic, on-again/ off-again relationship that would haunt me for years to come.

My friends, Bill and George, had invited me over to their place for the weekend. Plan so far was to bar hop Friday night, then hang around by their pool, or go to the beach, and just drink and party for a few days because why not. A group of us met up at their place, pregamed, and then hailed a couple cars and were off into the night. I had a good time out on the town, but I struggled with being in the moment. I knew I was just trying to distract myself, and I didn’t want to get too fucked up before we got back to the house. I was painfully lucid for most of the evening out.

Cult of Breeding part 2

After witnessing such a beautiful breeding, I knew I would love it here. After requesting to join the cult, the leaders informed me of what is required of me if I am to join. I am to be fully naked at all times, with no clothing on whatsoever. This is meant to encourage love-making. I was also told that I am not allowed to cum anywhere except a woman’s pussy. No masturbation, and no pulling out. It is considered a great sin to cum anywhere outside a woman’s pussy. And I was finally told to breed as many women as I could. I had to make sure I had total permission from a woman to fuck my seed into her womb. Non consent would not be tolerated.

I accepted all these conditions, and began my life in the breeding cult.

We had everything we needed at the large house we occupied. Food, beds, some mild entertainment, everything! We even had a pool in the back!

Things would get steamy pretty often. The halls often echoed with the sounds of a woman in the throes of ecstasy. And women often walked around with cum on their labia and inner thighs to demonstrate their desirability. Sex in plain view was encouraged, to hopefully give the others some naughty ideas!

He flipped me over and grabbed my tits [FM]

So I used to travel for work and these days I’ve started to again for the first time since the pandemic. I had a long layover at a major international airport so I went to a bar to get a few drinks to occupy myself and get comfortable before my overnight flight. It wasn’t very busy and I got a drink and sat at a table in the corner to zone out. After about 15 minutes, the staff bought me another drink even though I didn’t order one, and he said it was from someone else. I was zoned out into my podcast so I didn’t think much of it at first and just drank it since it came directly from the staff, but about 15 minutes after that he came back with another drink. I asked him who is buying me these and he gestured to a man sitting at the bar, who waved at me. I waved at him back and smiled and put my AirPods back in.

What a dad wants part 6

“Gabrielle?”

Gabby gave me one last look of dread before heading off behind the closed door and leaving me in the waiting room. It was Tuesday, four days after Halloween. Four days after I’d lost my mind and any good sense that came with it and fucked her without protection. After a hasty dash to the pharmacy for Plan B, I’d declared we were seeing to the birth control issue immediately.

So there I was, the only man in the ob/gyn waiting area. If I’d cared, the weird looks we’d received would bother me, because of course a much older man escorting a teenager into the gynecologist was probably unusual. In the eyes of those strangers, I was either a pretty pervy older guy, or a hero dad. I’m sure no one thought for a second that I was both.

While I wouldn’t say I’d dragged Gabby in kicking and screaming, she was still pretty timid and hesitant to go. I was trying to be sensitive to that, even though I didn’t understand why. It needed to happen regardless of whether or not I was fucking her, Mitch was for sure. I’d tiptoed around the issue with Stella over the weekend to try and encourage openness about it so Gabby and I weren’t sneaking around about at least one thing. I also thought my doctor wife would be more comforting and reassuring to our uneasy patient.

The Nude Normal (Chapter 5 Part 2) [Casual Nudity] [Family Nudity] [Exhibitionism]

# The Nude Normal
# Chapter 5 | My Family, The Nudists
## Part 2 (of 2)

This is a continuation of [Chapter 5 Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rezf6y/the_nude_normal_chapter_5_part_1_casual_nudity/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf).

I made my way back down the hall, my hard cock leading the way. In the moment I had been too stimulated to take everything in, but now in the quiet I was able to process what I had just witnessed. Not only had I just watched Ava cum, but she held my cock as she did so. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t just cum on the spot as well, watching her orgasm roll through her, my penis right there in her warm grasp.

But then, the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. Things had changed so much between us, even in the space of just a few days. I thought back to my fantasy of seeing her out in the yard, watching me jerk off, and how simple everything seemed then. Now that I had seen her nude, and we had both watched each other’s most vulnerable moments, things already seemed more complex, more important, like there was more at stake. I was strangely glad she hadn’t made me ejaculate, that I been able to witness that special moment of her vulnerability and her feeling safe enough to want me to hold her close to me as she came down from the high.

The Great Experiment: Part One [Siblings/Milf]

How could I have known my first sexual dream would be a sign? It totally threw me off, seeing as my dreams were typically… non-sexual. But the night before my life took a dramatic turn, my mind concocted a visual and physical experience that unlocked another side of me.

It was almost as if I was preparing myself for what was to come.

I was sitting at our swimming pool with my feet in the water. It was way past midnight and I couldn’t sleep.

“Mind if I join you?” My mother entered the dream space.

“Sure.” I smiled and looked up as she took off her satin robe.

And up to that point, there was nothing strange about the dream. But then I noticed that her one-piece swimsuit was stitched specifically to compliment every curve of her body, which was something I never would have paid attention to.

Then she casually stepped into the pool and started swimming a few lengths.

I watched her cut through the water like a beautiful mermaid, only to pop out and land on my lap with her arms crossing my thighs. Then she stared up at me as she rested her chin on her arms.

Until you’re virgin tight: part 1 [consent] [edging][know’s how bad you want it][orgasm denial][sex toys][weed][420][anal][precum][cum][edging you virgin tight][to breed you]

This is part one of a piece I was inspired to write. Feedback, comments, DM’s appreciated.

I am a late 30’s reasonably handsome and charismatic guy. I was like, a punk rock guy that ended up by accident in a lucrative career. A sellout with good stories and modicum of integrity. Most days, I wear nicely fitted raw denim jeans, nice wool flannels, thick rimmed glasses and have a full head of shortish, but wild and wavy hair. I am one of those guys that got more attractive as I aged. I might get accused of being a hipster, but I am also well read and well rounded. I have very progressive politics, have hosted fundraisers for Bernie Sanders, and have friends that work in women’s studies departments.

Two girls in one night my (19m) freshman year of college [MFF]

This happened three years ago now…I’ve had plenty of other fun times before and after but this one almost takes the cake so far in my 22 years lol. Just let me know what you think.
In my freshman year I was – still am to some extent, I’ll be real – a horny, narcissistic, drinking, pot smoking dumpster fire. I was dating someone who will be called Kat, who was a senior. I was a freshman…I just have a thing for older chicks, what can I do about it? We weren’t really good to each other. She was bi-polar and got into these vicious moods, sometimes was physically abusive. Whereas I’d already cheated on her once and sometimes manipulated her neediness to my advantage. We had a big fight in her apartment one day in February and I was kicked out. We were apparently on a break, again (nothing had been explicitly stated, but we both obviously needed to cool off). For our last break I’d actually gone like, 9 days without getting laid before we made up, and it was torture.
This time, I couldn’t go that long, I was too far gone into sex addiction. So I asked out Megan (18), who I knew from my criminal justice class. She was a cute brunette with freckles and a sort of shy personality who will open up to you if you give her enough time. I’d already flirted with a lot. At first–as she would tell me–she wasn’t sure about me/thought I was gross, but I could sense she’d come around to my…charms. Yeah. She was hesitant about going on a date. But I persisted and that Friday or Saturday (forget which), we went out for pizza. Got to know each other a bit. I then took her to my buddy’s “cocktail party.” In quotation marks because it had just devolved into teen drinking by the time we got there. I brought this large bottle of Tanquerey I still haven’t paid Kat back for (except in sex, which I gave to her twice the night she bought it…I think it was that night).
We were drinking and socializing and feeling each other, but I still had to up the ante with Megan. So I started hitting on this rando in plain sight of her. Just some girl who I had no intention of hooking up with, though she was hot. Sometimes this backfires, but with Megan it worked. What I mainly remember about rando girl was she was wearing a necklace. I did a thing where I scooped her necklace up in my hand and told her how nice it was, and asked her about it, while not letting it go. I’d done the same with Megan earlier. Sheer dumb luck with necklaces, that night…