Secretly I don’t give a fuck if he sent them to anyone (I’m sure he already has) but the power dynamic really fucking turned me on. He loved the fact that I was begging him to not show anyone and said I would literally do anything to stop him. There’s been a lot of sexual tension since we’ve lived together, but never acted on it until now. It’s not the first time he’s seen me naked as I walk around naked all the time to tease him. I admire his self control in not acting on it until now as I’m pretty sure he’s got a girlfriend. I can tell he has a power kink which is awesome as I love powerful men. Until now he’s pretended to not be interested in me sexually. He said the only thing that would stop him would be if I stripped naked in front of him and got on my knees. His dick was bigger than average and he was really forceful with it that I gagged and choked and my makeup ran down my face. I acted like I was being co-erced into doing it but I actually fucking loved it. He made me swallow his cum and then get dressed which was such a tease as I was super horny. Now we’ve broken the ice I’m sure he’ll fuck me soon
Tag: Masturbation
A Hard Lesson Learned [Fm] [Older Sister x Younger Brother] [Incest] [Gentle Femdom] [Spanking] [Handjob]
Everyone has big dreams after finishing college: no more papers, no more tests, get a better paying job, buy a house, settle down and marry that special someone. The list goes on and on.
What Adam didn’t expect was his fiancée throwing her ring back in his face and dumping the whole of his worldly possessions out on the street. She’d run out of patience with him and fallen out of love, too; or so she said.
Adam was devastated, understandably. Where had he gone wrong? She was his girl, his one and only. They had been high school sweethearts, inseparable, the perfect couple so obviously in love, and he was determined to win her back.
But some relationships aren’t meant to be saved, and Jessica knew this all too well. She was six years Adam’s senior, and she had never approved of her brother’s choice in girlfriends. He had this tendency, whether pitiable or simply pathetic, to pursue damaged goods, inevitably winding up with his heart broken in the process.
But no more. Enough was enough.
Losing It – Part 4 [FF][Dickgirl/Futanari][Oral][Anal]
^﴾Content: ^18+, ^anal ^sex, ^big ^dicks, ^bullying, ^cum ^in ^hair, ^cum ^in ^mouth, ^edging, ^excessive ^cum, ^cum ^inflation ^(light), ^girls ^with ^dicks, ^risk ^of ^pregnancy, ^multiple ^orgasms, ^oral ^sex ^[cunnilingus], ^oral ^sex ^[fellatio], ^orgasm ^denial, ^rough ^sex, ^shower ^sex, ^vaginal ^sex, ^virgin, ^masturbation, ^cum ^inside/creampie﴿
## Chapter 4⸻Cummies Or Whatever
You know what I love about anal? Like, vaginas are made to fuck. Literally. The coochie wants things inside, and she does her best to be an inviting and gracious host. The booty doesn’t. It squeezes, it pushes, it spasms… but eventually? It surrenders. That’s when you can start **really** fucking.
It’s a refined, layered experience that takes time to master and appreciate. The sounds they make when you slide it in are pure artistry. And like, don’t take me for some needle dick frat boy, okay? I’m not into “painal” or whatever all the budding serial killers are calling it when you’re bad at sex now.
Screams of pain are so… artless. Basic, even. Enjoying them is the equivalent of a chef who enjoys hearing their food sucks. It’s emotional masochism, only slightly less pathetic than people who pay to get their tiny dick bullied.
The Slut in the Apocalypse
The year is 2042. The world has quickly fallen into shambles over the last two decades. Almost all cities have been abandoned, except for those who dare enter. Raiders are everywhere, and will kill anyone who gets in their way, no questions.
I approach a store after hearing some commotion coming from inside. After investigating, it turns out to be a faint whimper. I cautiously enter the store. The sound is coming from the back room. Could be a trap, could be walkers, or it could be one of those stupid birds playing tricks. I approach the backdoor and slowly open it, taking a look inside.
Open letter #6 – Some days aren’t meant for working[Bi]
There is a backstory for this series of posts in my profile. The format will make more sense if you at least scan through that first.
10-Jun-21
Hey Kyle, so I got to thinking the other day about a conversation you and I had awhile ago about the difference between a bisexual play date with all three of us vs you and I playing without Emily. Looking back, you and I could easily have gotten each other warmed up that time we sat around talking in the hotel room while we were waiting for her to get off work and I wouldn’t have had any problem with that at all. Specifically scheduling a time for us without her feels different though. Can’t say why, it just does. So that led me down the path of imaging what it would look like were that to happen, why I perceive that as less exciting, and put some logic to the whole topic.
How my friend’s girlfriend made me [M] squirt for the first time
Long time reader, first time poster here! I guess my sex life have never been interesting enough to be shared but something out of the ordinary happened last month that I would never have imagined.
I met Jake and Lisa back in my freshman year. We were constantly at the same dorm parties and knew the same people. Now in our third year, we were all pretty good friends having bonded over typical student activities. I would consider them close friends but we never spoke outside of social gatherings. That was all about to change.
Jake and Lisa now lived in their own place not too far from the campus. Occasionally, they would host dinner and drinks with usually about 15 to 20 people. Nothing too wild would happen as we were now approaching our final year and the crazy student parties were not common anymore.
On one such occasion, we found just the 3 of us together after some others had to leave for various reasons. Finals were over and most people had gone away for the summer break. Being only 11pm, I decided to stay on for a little while more. Having recently been out of a year long relationship, it was my first night free of obligations. I was planning to stay over the summer as I had landed myself an internship with a large global corporation.
The Chase
The cold morning air poured across my arms and legs, my breath billowing mist into the chaos around me. I had been training determinedly for some weeks after my rather embarrassing defeat to the girl in charcoal and white. As I pumped my legs up the hill, I reminded myself of the tension required to run—the tension borne by a relaxed mind imposing a disciplined rhythm upon itself. Each day I had composed myself diligently, stepping into my running shoes as if they were an extension of my body as an archer’s bow is an extension of his.
I had not yet seen her again after that fateful day. She was as a shrike with her sleek figure, curving effortlessly through the air, curious and intelligent. I imagined her to be a huntress, patient and mischievous; ready to leap into the fray with a gladness imprinted onto wild things.
By now the sweat was forming beads on my forehead and wetting my thick eyebrows. I was glad of having shaved my head, since the cool air softly caressed my scalp and served to refresh my motions as I summited the hill. The next leg of my run would take me through a dense bush filled with the heavy scent of life, somewhere in between rejuvenation and decay.
Hot Summer Thirst [Incest] [Mutual Masturbation] (MF)
Note: Parts of this story have been exaggerated for erotic purposes otherwise it kind of happened. Also, this is my first time writing so criticism is encouraged and welcomed, I hope you enjoy it.
It didn’t hit me till then that I finished high school and was going to college, nor did I realize how much I had grown the past year inside. Although some changes weren’t as prevalent, the amount of time I had to open an incognito tab per day was starting to add up. This was mainly due to the lack of human contact, aside from the occasional grocery trip or going to my graduation, I hadn’t really seen people in a long time (except for my family of course). And as much incest porn there was on the internet I never really got into it, of course, this all change One hot pandemic summer day.
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I was sitting in my room at the time scrolling through Reddit, reading stories on r/eroticliterature when I heard footsteps in the hallway. Hearing the steps, faint but still audible, I could tell it was my mom, most likely getting ready to take a shower or watch tv. Although her faint steps were on brand, they didn’t represent the aggressive and loveable person she is. And as if on cue she yelled ” I’m going to take a shower nobody flush”! I didn’t respond only glancing up to see if she had step in my door but alas no. It was a hot day in June even with an air conditioner it was scorching and humid so it made sense she wanted to shower. Although I paid no state of mind to the announcement, the only thing going through my mind was how thirsty I was. It was then that I heard the shower curtain shudder as the hooks slide along the sleek pole of the shower. And with that, I knew it was “safe” to enter the hallway and get water. But alas it struck me like a car, a musk, a smell I’ve never smelled, an enchantment that captured my attention. My eyes whizzed around the hallway looking for the item that demanded my presence. It was my mom’s panties, I was taken aback but not for long. As I grabbed the pair of cloth I noticed it was incredibly heavy from sweat. I snatched then taking it back to my room. Then in a flash almost without hesitation, I squeezed the sweat into my mouth. I never knew something so vile and immoral could be so pure. It was ecstasy, slowly poring her sweat into my mouth my thirst was quenched. But then the shower turned off and the door to the bathroom opened and I knew my days in pure bliss were over. Quickly, I took the pair of panties and put them down my boxers. Lucky or unlucky however u see it, the cloth was still wet and sticking to my thighs slowly rubbing against my now fully erect mast. Which a simple flick of my hips a rush of pleasure fueled my mind as I slowly rubbed against the panties. Unaware of the noise I was making my mother stepped into my room worried about if I was ok. Luckily she only saw me move my hips, so she came behind me and asked if I was alright. Taking a minute or two to answer I said yes, but as I stopped moving and felt my mast slowly fall, I felt my mother embrace me from behind. Her pure intention of a hug that stoked the flames and moved me enough to keep full mast, my mom just unintentionally pushed me into a world of pleasure. She swayed back and worth hugging me unaware of the precum-filled panties I had been rubbing with my dick. Almost to my breaking point, she suddenly slows down, surprised and slightly disappointed I turned to look at her only to be embraced again from behind only a bit faster than before. Confused at why she hugged me again ( i wasn’t complaining) I try to asker her but was cut off by her shushing me. Due to the increase in speed, there was a battle in my pants between my fully erect dick and a pair of panties soaked in sweat and precum. At least that was until I felt two points of pressure hit my back. My mind almost instantly hitting nirvana and blanked out, I awoke to see a tree covered in the rope like a Christmas tree ready to be sold and two mountain peaks with crisp white snow melting down the sides. My mother’s nipples we massaging my back, I could hear her try to hold back a soft moan. Hearing her struggle push me to the edge. I unloaded load after cumload, this was the most I’d ever produced, if it wasn’t for the panties and my boxers my shorts would have been soaked. Coming off the highs of my cumsplosion I try to see if my mother noticed I see her looking at my ceiling and heavily panting. I ask if she ok, but she was unaware that I asked her at all. She simply let go and walked out of my room. As she was leaving I was able to see her shirt had sweat marks around her nipples and a streak of liquid down her leg. And like the blunt dumba** I was I wondered what was wrong with her.
Part 1 – (maybe idk)
I [m27] was pegged for the first time last weekend by an old college friend [f29] and it ended up being the most fun and positive sexual experience of my life
So a few months ago, I moved to a new city. I barely knew anyone in this foreign place and, of those few who I did know, I definitely wasn’t close enough to any of them to reach out to grab a drink or something. So the only real option was to download Tinder and settle into a quiet routine.
Fast forward to just a couple weeks ago, I was watching TV and swiping away and I came across a familiar face. She was some friend of a friend of a friend I recognized from college but never really ever talked to. Let’s call her Sarah. We weren’t even facebook friends, so bypassing Tinder, I sent her a friend request and reached out on facebook. As luck would have it, she had also recently moved to the area and was in the same boat me, eager to have a friend! We agreed to meet up for a drink after work one day and quickly became friends!
The Storm That Rages In Your Eyes [FM][Vanilla][Flirting]
Have mercy with me, with this little boat that was not made for cruising in uncharted waters. I should be anchored in a harbour, not fighting for the life of ship and crew in the middle of a storm, waves, treacherous waters and navigating through rocky cliffs.
This captain is not equipped or trained to steer this driftwood with a mast and sail even across the smoothest of lakes, much less this raging ocean. All I wanted was to get out of my house, to sail in peace, maybe drink a few beers too many like we have. I never asked for a sea monster, the sharks, the people with torches up on the cliffs just waiting to come down and dig through the wreck as soon as I smash against a rock too many.
I did not ask for any of this, that depth in your eyes, the slightly tilted smile, that little dimple in your cheek. I did not ask for those perfect breasts that are so impossible to look away from, or those eyes that still manage to draw my gaze away.