Our parents had gotten into the habit of going out many nights, leaving Lily and me to ourselves. Sometimes the two of us would even have to cook our own dinner and get ready for bed before they got back. It was on one such occasion that Lily, completely innocently, suggested that we take our evening bath together since – as she put it, practical as always – it would save water and be quicker. (The unspoken premise, I guess, was that, since going to bed together was the highlight of our day, the quicker we could get ready the better!) This of course posed a huge dilemma for me as I wouldn’t be able to relieve myself with Lily there. At the same time, though, I was intrigued, excited really, by the idea. I had to admit that, while I didn’t think of Lily in a sexual way at all, I was intrigued by the thought of finally seeing her completely nude. And I couldn’t argue with her logic. I agreed, and she went excitedly to run the bath. When it was ready, we both, somewhat ceremoniously, stripped out of our clothes. We stood there a bit awkwardly in our underwear – I think we both must have sensed the oddness of taking that final step – but finally Lily, without any further ado, pulled down her panties. I stood there almost in awe. It was only, after all, a couple extra square feet of skin at most that she’d revealed above and beyond every part of her that I’d seen, now, countless times. But it represented that final secret, the part she had never shown me, the part too that, I was confident, I was uniquely privileged to see. She posed there at the edge of the bathtub, slightly self-consciously and a little chubbily, her tummy protruding just a little bit over her vulva, which she made no attempt to conceal. It was lightly covered with blonde hair, just like my own privates. In fact I felt a strange connection between hers, that I was seeing for the first time, and my own, that I’d been paying so much attention to recently. Other than the obvious difference they seemed almost alike.
Tag: Masturbation
Changing the rules of the happiness game (Part 1) [Str8][mf][inc][mast]
This is a joyful story! Today I am happily married with kids and my little sister Lily is too, but the two of us still have a special bond that we share with nobody else, not even our spouses. It’s made my life such a happy one!
When she was little, Lily used to get scared at night – of the dark, of the wind, of thunder, of a bad dream, of anything really. Of course she would always go to our parents’ bedroom when that happened, but at some point, when she wasn’t so little anymore, she got to the point where she could sleep through the night.
Getting Dirty at The Accounting Expo [MF][MF]
Triggered by cheating/infidelity? I totally understand, which is why I tagged my post as such. If it upsets you or makes you uncomfortable, please run away from this post and don’t read it or comment!
Turned on by cheating, infidelity, cuckholding/cuckquean stuff? You’re in the right place.
I know what you’re thinking, there’s nothing sexier than an accounting expo. Nothing that gets the men hard and the ladies wet like number crunching. And if you don’t think so, you’re wrong. Nerdy accountants get as hot and slutty as any other group when you put us together and this expo was no exception.
Rewinding just a bit; while trying to fill an open position at work, I interviewed two stellar candidates. You don’t need to, but you can read about Kelly [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/TheIndigoSquid/comments/mzuezj/training_the_new_hire_kelly_mf/) and [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/okdqun/fucking_kelly_the_new_hire_in_my_office_after/), but before we hired her, there was another standout that I still cannot stop thinking about. Nikki had just graduated from college with a finance degree. We were looking for someone with accounting, but she had better experience and knew everything about Excel that we could throw at her. Being that Excel is 90% of the job, she floated quickly to the top of the hiring pool. She was also fucking hot. Short, curly-haired brunette with stunning green eyes. She had a small, button nose with a cartilage piercing and an adorable face covered in freckles. She had a petite figure, complimented by a decent pair of C-cup tits that she had no problem showing off. I’m a professional, so I tried not to look, but I really felt like she wanted me to.
My fingernail fetish explained. Story time. [MF]
Don’t you hate it when you see a thread, and you want to post your story, but the thread is already out of control and you know your post will just get buried?
That just happened to me, and I have to post this story.
The thread was about specific fetishes and how you got them, so, here’s my story.
Warning, it’s long…
So my primary fetish is that I’m an exhibitionist, which isn’t very easy to pull off as a straight, pale white, skinny, father of several teenaged kids.
I tend to be as careful as I can, but the whole idea is that you’re always somewhat in danger of being caught – that’s 90% of the thrill.
That’s not what this post is about though, but it’s related. My secondary fetish is super long french tip style fingernails on women.
Now, let me explain how we got here…
Eight or nine or so years ago I was on the road for work, at a convention where we saw people who work in the same industry. We’d see the same people twice or three times a year when we all came together at the same events.
Symbiotic Invasion pt 4: Tiffany
School can be such bullshit sometimes. First, my exotic little friend from England gets suspended for however long, then she won’t really even give me a straight answer about what’s up? Now I’ve got a stupid report due on some ancient white guy or another, and to top it all off I get ketchup on my favorite neon top! At least no one noticed when I rushed out of the lunch room. Gotta be the first time these people didn’t take notice of the only minority in school making a “sudden” move.
Suppose that’s still thanks to my friend Ashley being the main topic of conversation. Did she really go full lezbo with Shelby? How much longer until the rumors turn to her and me? We’re always hangin’ out, no doubt people will start to think we have something going on. I don’t want any more unwanted attention, but in this day and age a rumor like that could be helpful? Maybe? I don’t know, just gotta get this stain out before anyone notices…
Clementina, Part XXI [extreme, sf/horror/fantasy, monster, insects, tentacles, transgender, anal, lactation, TTTTF]
WARNING: THIS IS, AT TIMES, A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR, MONSTERS, SEX WITH BUGS, WEIRD SLIMY EXTREME SEX, ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION, GORE, AND MORE.
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, ‘cause, after all, ain’t that the point?
This story assumes you have read all previous parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.
This part completes chapter 4. This part includes people being fucked by a swarm of insects. Be warned. I get the sense that the bug theme isn’t as popular as some of the previous chapters. Well take heart, this is the last part for that chapter.
EST: Law & Punishment 31 Silk Road Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Anal Bondage Sexual Violnence)
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…
“Morning Cindy” resisting the urge to plunge my cock into that tight little ass. With her giving me that cum again smile. Bending over as the water from the fountain washes over her lips. Splashing just enough to speckle her chest.
“Passing her every morning in that position…” just letting the thought fade. The thought of her bending over. The hardness of my cock. The…
“Yeh, I would hit that” Lt. You said, surprising me.
“I have found one more report on Randy if you are interested” he said in passing.
“You are a dirty man my friend, so dirty” giving me that I know who you did grin, “and to think Cindy is ready to bump you over and ride your cock till she is satisfied” the interruption came at the right time.
“Yeh, it’s hard to be the kitty’s meow around here” looking at Lt. You, my mind playing one of hundreds of ways that Cindy could fuck me…
“Thanks for the report. I’ll watch it right now” handing him a Styrofoam mug of home brewed sexxee. “Direct from Danni” handing it to him black butt just for shits and grins, “wasn’t quite sure how you took it so she only squirted once in it” catching him with the liquid to his lips. The sent calling his name. “Cheers man” holding up my mug before tipping it to my lips.
“You.. you are…” He started. Having troubles getting the words pass his passion for the fine mix of not ISB dribble that is made here.
“It’s a joke man. After last night do you honestly think she would” the thoughts of me banging Danni against the counter. On top of, against, using it for support flooded my mind. Each time with her little body spasming, cuming with such force that it landed on the countertop.
After a taste, he quickly return the grin. “Why do you always do this to me” speaking before the taste of sexxee washed over his tongue, putting him in another world of his own.
Sitting down, flicking my monitor on after the system had time to get warmed up. Clicking on my Vibra-mail. Clicking the file sent from Lt. Rex You (a whole another story).
Giving the basics a once over. Then starting the grinddown of the file…
“Wait here Meat” looking up at the apartment complex. Focusing on a window so high up. My cock was following my gaze. Throwing out my arms as my suit jacket finally fit properly. With the return of my arms, the perfect position of my twins, two pearl handled Clit .45. Each one with it’s own hand carved story, played out in the finest of details. Buttoning up my jacket, gripping the door. Pulling it open, disappearing from the street as I stepped through that door.
A quick rap on the door. “It’s me” was all I said. After waiting for all the deadbolts, all the chain locks to be thrown the door gowned open.
“Hello, my friend” came the same even toned response I get from her every time.
“You must forgive for the extra bit of security, you never know who is lurking” I lead Randy back into my office. With the red and gold decorating the walls it would be hard for people to find any blood splatter or cast-off that might occur.
“Take me by the hand so we may sit and discuss” getting a look at his body. The size of his cock, the shape of his ass…
“Thank you” as I take to my knees. Legs pressed together, the only two places on my body to have hair would be my head, which was put up in a traditional Chinese knot. Helping me to hide my nearly floor length black hair. And my pubic hair, trimmed to a strip that almost touches my clit and travels up for one inch. No more, no less. And being only a half inch across giving the unknown to the right person a hint.
Gripping his hips. Pulling Randy into position. “Now..” I say, starting the stroking of the cock. Starting from the base, a tug up the hard pole.
“What do you wish to know” allowing his head to great my lips.
Being extra careful with this one. One wrong word, one wrong orgasm and I will have fallen out of grace with her delicate hand. “The women, are they travel ready?”
Giving a moment, opening my lips. Letting the cock slide against my teeth. “Good question” using my tongue. Allowing his cock to enter my mouth as my hand slide down his shaft. Cupping Randy’s ball.
My lips hugging his throbbing cock. My tongue working over his head! Spinning round and round, my spit coating his lust. As I feed my throat. My lips feeling every vein that Randy’s cock had.
Breathing in while deep throating his cock. The chill that passes my lips.
The shock that there was room for a gasp of air. The chill that fresh air gave my cock. Not knowing what to say. Trying to bury the feeling of pre-ejaculation.
Wanting to grab this woman by the hair. Wanting to spew in her throat only after the initial swallowing of my cock. Wanting to face fuck her till my cock is ready to burst then, and only then ripping it out of that hot hole and thrusting it so deep in her tight hot ass! Squeezing my hands behind my back. Holding my tongue until it was necessary to speak. Trying to regulate my breathing.
With a simple position my throat and mouth where in sync allowing his hard cock to plunge into my throat. With a simple push and pull, with my tongue still controlling the speed of Randy’s cock, he was fucking my mouth. Seeing the burning in his eyes. Seeing the questions, seeing the desire of his passion. Pulling him forward till all that remained was his balls. One hard swallow, one lick of my tongue to shatter his concentration and.. and…
The rapid retreat of her mouth. The iron like grip I had on my hand that would need some medical attention later. Our eyes locked. “Madam Yieling” I said looking at her still on my cock. Licking my head, sucking on just that portion of my long hard fucking cock.
Finally, allowing him to pull his cock from my mouth. “Yes, one hundred girls are ready for transport. Each one has been prepped with spread bars, cuffed with two vibrator buried in their butts and pussies. Then a special gag has been thrust down their throat and a blindfold covers their eyes.” Giving this info was precious. Butt this transaction was not yet complete.
Helping Madam Yieling to her feet. Escorting her to her bed. Knowing that this is where the deals have been made and lost in a matter of strokes.
Hanging my coat up. Carefully undressing, feeling her claws, her forked tongue caressing my ear. Pulling my shirt and undershirt off. Unzipping my pants as her tongue began it’s journey down my back.
The fall of his pants. The flutter of his underwear. As I kissed his ass. Using my nails to draw him in. Using my nails to capture his attention. Randy slowly turned around.
Seeing my body, nude as it can be. From my ink to my flesh my story was written upon my flesh. The way he looked at me.. The way he took me… In his arms, legs wrapped around his waist. Waiting for his… “Oh Ooh yes” I purred.
With one little thrust his cock had impaled me. “Take me to Shangri-La” I whispered into his ear, giving a little more bite then a purr.
With Madam Yieling thrust my cock.. my cock was now held tight by her asshole. “Wanting me to take her to some place unknown to me?” Echoed through my mind butt with all the attention. With all the teasing! And with that tight fucking ass now gripping my cock! Surrounding my head…
“Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” echoed up from my chest as he thrust his cock into my tight ass. Knowing that he was a novice at pleasing me. Knowing that Randy was a up and cuming thug. Butt also knowing that someone was looking out for him just made me hotter! Wanting to thrust back, waiting to make his first time banging me to be a experience that he will never forget! As our body’s meet, the passion was there in his rod as the ripples ran down my ass. Caused a… shall we say a early O. One that helped him. Helped with his thrusts. Getting harder, firmer, more dominant!
“Yes yesss… I can see… OooOoooOoooo” my body erupted with passion! My nipples got hard with each crash of our body’s! Feeling every lump, every vein as his cock filled up my asshole!
“I want, I want…” flipping him over so now I was in control.
Razing up my ass. Feeling every ridge till his crown blocked my progress! Thrusting, falling, crashing into his hard cock. My eyes where closed. Feeling his eyes reading my story that was tatted on my body. Pulling on his nuts, grinding my ass on his rod. The purr of “Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” still resonated from my chest!
Pumping his cock. Feeling all my worries fade to black. Feeling his hands on my tits… Playing with each and every ounce of skin that there was! My hips started to rotate. Becuming faster and faster my hand reaching for my clit!
“Ahhh… No he is there” trembled from my mouth! Using his thumb! Torturing my.. my…
“OooOoooOoooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss fuckkk!” My ass slammed down so hard on his cock. With little short wiggles. With little short rolls!
“Yes, yesss I can see the… OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh!!” Grabbing ahold of his hand. Pressing his thumb tight against my clit as my hips rolled!
Squeezing his hand that surrounded my tit. Pulling his fingers into my nip! As my hips let out one more O! “Fuckkking yesssssssss! Harder, harder! Now, now, Ahhhhh!” My hips spasmed! Grating hard against his rod. Pulling from so far down in my gut, massaging every aspect of his cock with my ass. Creaming so fucking hard! As my ass just, just…
Abandoning everything! Grabbing my tits! Pressing them so hard together. Mashing his hand in between them! Squeezing so.. so… “Ooooh yes OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss!”
Enjoying the ride as Madam Yieling just put me into Shangri-La! Closing my eyes as my body bucked hard! Thrusting my cock up so hard! The feeling of cuming has never been so real for me!
Only after I felt her body laying on my chest. My cock still jammed inside of her ass with both our cum leaking out. My heart rate is pounding like a marathon runner. Her nails started to move. Dragging over my arms. Leaving red streaks till she now perched on my chest.
“The girls are at the stockyards. In truck one Oh nine” I whispered to Randy, pulling his half mast cock out as I stood.
“I hope we will meet again” I said bowing after he bowed first. “You do have the right idea. I like you” the click of the door and Randy was gone.
“Let’s go Meat” I said to my partner. “The package is at the stockyard and ready to ride” tossing him the keys. “Just be careful with my baby” I was totally exhausted from this meeting. Which was not like me at all, guest she really put me through the wringer…
“Let’s go there has been a murder at the dinner” Lt. You said retrieving his G&W from the lockbox. “No one has claimed it yet butt suspicions are that it was 69th” holstering his secondary weapon.
“Let’s go” I said abandoning my Vibralink computer.
Dad Finds a Surprise (Fiction) [Mf] [inc] [oral] [mast]
As Bob sat at his desk trying to work from home. Looking out the window of the office he could see Anna his daughter and her BFF sunning out by the pool. His mind goes to the Only Fans page he had found months ago. His daughter’s page, she had apparently started it when she was off at college to make extra money. He always thought she was a beautiful young lady. And to be honest he may have fantasized about her even before he found the page. But now those fantasies were more regular. He knew he could never act on them but he never thought he’d see that side of his daughter either.
As he watched the 2 lay sunning themselves his mind went where he knew it shouldn’t. His hand absently tugs at his crotch. Standing looking out the window at the two young firm asses. Hand now down his pants stroking his raging hardon. Sitting back down at his desk, one click and there’s Annas OF Page. Pants down cock on hand watching videos of his daughter.
Peeking out the window, where did Traci go? From behind him, he hears a forced cough. Turns to see Traci in the doorway.
Two Lovers on a Train – [M/f][BDSM][Public Humiliation][Public Play]
As Natalie boarded the train, her heart raced. This was it. She was really doing it. She was being impetuous. Stupid. Making the exact sort of decision that she would have yelled at any friend for making.
It wasn’t just that she was meeting a strange man from the internet for . . . well sex. Dirty. Kinky. Sex. There was no use in hiding that. Her body already ached for it.
It wasn’t just that, it was so much worse. She had let her horny slutty ass agree to go on holiday with him. Had agreed to . . . all sorts of things. Things she had already learned she loved. Things she had fantasized about trying. Things that she could never admit to wanting, not even to her closest friends. Things that made her blush just imagining that she was actually going to do them.
In the days leading up to it, there had been a bit of fear, but so much more excitement. Talking to him. Hearing his teasing words about the things they would do, touching herself and sending him pictures. It had been delicious. Dirty. Amazing. Now she felt a wild thrill of fear. Nerves racing through her body. She should get up and leave. She should be mad at herself. She should get the fuck off this train. But instead, the fear, the nerves, it only makes it all so much sexier.
[MF] Tasted my (M30) own cum after fucking my girlfriend (F26) now I want more
So after a night of fucking I came in my girlfriends mouth, getting some on her lips. She went for a kiss and I went with it, getting my cum on my lips and tongue which turned me on so much. Now I incorporate moves to taste my cock more, licking my hand after masturbation, going down on her creampied pussy, and having her share a mouth load if cum. She’s into kissing after cumming on my tongue so she’s into it as well.