Luna and Riley Ch. 08 – The Day After [Futa] [Incest] [Sub/Dom] [Lesbian] [Fiction]

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Written By: RebHillBabe

### Chapter 8: The Day After

Eleanor was on her bed, furiously rubbing her clit to the mental image of Luna fucking Riley. The thought of Luna’s unbelievably massive cock sliding in and out of Riley’s tiny cunt stirred up her loins like nothing else ever had. Suddenly, the door to her room crashed open, and in walked Luna, her penis swaying beneath her, with Riley by her side.

Life as a College Cuckold Boyfriend [consensual] [long] [some foot fetish] [MF]

*Note from the author: This story ended up being almost 3 stories in 1. Future installments will probably be a lot shorter, but leave your feedback below in terms of what you’d like to see. Note that this story includes more foot fetish content than my last one, but it is mostly in the last 1/3rd. While this story is a continuation of my last post, it should stand alone well enough to be read on its own.*

Now that I’ve told [our origin story](https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories/comments/m7zj1t/how_a_threemonth_breakup_made_me_a_cuckold/) to positive reviews, I can start getting into some of the other experiences Chloe and I have had over the course of our relationship. I think one of the things I’m most grateful for in our relationship is that we found and embraced this kink very young, whereas many don’t find it until much later in life. This allowed for a variety of experiences that usually only exist in fantasy, like the one below.

This was my lil masturbation tale of the day that I wrote for my lover………;)

I visualize you and I gallivanting in a semi crowded area.. maybe a music show.. maybe an gallery, maybe a market somewhere in east asia hehe. I’d be wearing a cute dress that makes me butt look bubbly because yes.. no underwear cause my little peach prefers air. You with forsure some essy access pants… and we’d be standing in a crowed amongst others whos attention would mostly be fixed on something else. I see myself standing next to you holding your hand as I slowly guide your hand under my dress so can feel how my lips are already throbbing. After a quick hello I happen to have coconut oil in my fanny and I dab my fingers. I proceed to slowly stroke you while we attempt to pay attention to the exterior world and fail miserably. I take a pause to bring down the heat and you then stand me in front of you while you discreetly start to feel and see the cum that’s dripping down my thighs. We go for 4 minutes unseen by the masses as you stoke your fingers slowly in and out of me.. we spot another couple who know what were up to…. pt 2 to be continued ;)

[FM] An ugly duckling’s first college fuck

The day when an ugly duckling leaves her hometown is one of the most important moments of her life, and even more so when she has spent the last few months discovering that she’s an even bigger freak than she thought. Like most girls with access to the internet, glasses, and a few curves making her anxious, I had spent a long time getting myself off and dreaming about what the real thing would be like. Greg was a nice way to confirm my suspicions: I wanted it every day if I could get it, and on the days when I couldn’t, I would basically end up getting off once or twice just to keep from going crazy.

But there was a lot to unpack with Greg. When he wasn’t on top of me or texting me I resented him and I hated the way he reacted with surprise whenever I did something dirty with him. Why wasn’t it enough for him to just be having sex with me? Why did our history matter?

I gotta admit, it definitely made it hotter.

I [M] (24) took her [F] (19) virginity in the back seat of my car while a bystander watched [MF] [Public] [Long]

As per usual, scroll down to the ————— to skip the backstory and get straight to the actual sex.

Also as per usual, this story took on a mind of its own as I remembered and recorded my experience which resulted in my story being much longer than expected.

I matched with C on bumble in early February and we clicked instantly. I remember I had a big exam the next day but that didn’t stop me from messaging her late into the night (I ended up acing the exam anyways). Luckily, both C and I are night owls so we would often message each other until 2 or 3 in the morning and be perfectly fine the next day.

C is an English major so despite being only 19, she felt very mature for her age. I would often forget that I was having a conversation with a teenager that never experienced the 20th century (although I only lived in it for 4 years so I can’t say I really experienced it either lol). Anyways, C and I talked about everything and anything for the next 3 days. On day 2 we switched over to Snapchat but our conversation stayed relatively vanilla for the next 24 or so hours. The evening of day 3 was when everything changed very quickly. Before I get into that though I’ll give you our descriptions.

Meeting our stoner unicorn in the Dam (FFM)(pics)

We were finally back in Amsterdam, the legal weed heaven for my wife and I and we had the extra excitement of meeting you there as well. The day had finally come when we would finally get to meet you in person.  I had begun talking to you online about weed and other nonsense but having seen each other’s profiles, other more interesting conversations started happening. We talked about we had been looking for a  third person to add to our bedroom and your sexy self fit the bill exactly. This happy coincidence of all of us stoners ending up in the same place was half by design and half by luck but we were going to make the most of it.

We had dropped off our bags at our hotel and were off to meet you at one of our favourite coffee shops, Hill Street Blues. It wasn’t our first time here, and we knew that we could get nice and high in there with a quiet corner to chat. We see that you have already beaten us to getting there as we enter and I see you gorgeous little self waving back at me from a couch. We picked up a few space cakes and some pre-rolled joints before making our way down to you. You leap up and give us a big hug each, which was a nice surprise and shed some of the awkwardness of our first meeting. After much back and forth online, you and my wife immediately hit it off like you had always known each other as we spark up and start puffing and passing it around.  

[FF] My roommate (21) and I (20) have an open-masturbation policy in our dorm

My (20F) roommate (21F) have an open-masturbation policy in our dorm

One annoying thing that everyone experiences at college but nobody ever acknowledges out loud is trying to find time to get off. Memorizing your roomie’s schedule, nonchalantly asking where they are going and when they’ll be back, hoping they don’t show up early, etc.

With many classes now going hybrid and various events being cancelled or restricted, my roomie and I had even less time to ourselves and are almost always in the room together.

Layne (my roomie) and I have a bit of history anyways. It’s a bit of a long story but we are much more comfortable with each other than the average girl roommates, which already says a lot. It didn’t take long after colleges reopened last fall for us to realize that trying to be sneaky wasn’t going to work. We both own toys and there’s simply no avoiding the tell-tale signs of a girl engaging in some self-love when you are packed together in a tiny room.

We decided to just drop the act and agree: if we want to get off we’ll get off, no reason to be embarrassed!

Annual Wear No Shirt Day [FF] [Lesbian] [Orgy] [Group] [Masturbation] [Long]

Obviously, my favorite day of the year was today. The second Friday of may, every year in class, was Wear No Shirt Day. Of course, the younger ones at the all girls school I went to had to wear bras all day as they weren’t of age

Poor things

This year, however, I was a senior. I, now an adult, got to come to school today with nothing above my waist. It was allowed, but not exactly encouraged. Every senior girl, however, wouldn’t miss it for the world. Some teachers even got into the action and showed off their D cups or higher. Every teacher at the school was drop dead gorgeous, and hot as fuck. I looked forward to seeing their tits every year

Especially this year. I got to join them.

And then some…

My anatomy teacher was my last period, and she had the perfect tits. They bounced every time she took a step, they were the kind that you could bury your face in and never want to leave, ghost nipples, and the perfect shape. D cups, probably 30-35 around.

In other words, perfect.

Fuck the Police 3: Dirty Cop [Str8] [MF] [Mdom] [mast] [nc] [preg]

Karen wasn’t sure how long she slept.  She awoke still cradled in in the arms of the man who assulted her.  He seemed to be sleeping soundly beside her.  She felt dirty.  The feeling consumed her as she sowly worked herself free of the man and snuck out of the bed.  Tip-toing over to the bathroom she silently closed the door behid her. 

The bathroom was simple. There was not much beyond sink, a toilet, and a combination tub shower.  She hurried over to and turned on the shower, and waited for the water to heat up.  She felt grimy, oily, and sweaty.  While she stood there she began to feel something begin to drip down her legs.  Instinctively she reached down, and felt the viscous cum leaking from her.  It was still warm, kept so deep inside her.  Now that she thought on it she could feel more of it inside her.  Something passed though her mind, something she refused to admit as shook away the thought and stepped into the shower.

Mutual Masturbation [MF]

It was a Saturday night. Kids were gaming in thier rooms, lost in the online world. Most important fact is that they wear headphones. Good ones that block out the sound.

My wife and I were binge watching something on netflix when she announced she was going for a shower before the next episode.

I killed some time and she came back down with a loose fitting longer top that covered her bottom but I could tell by the way her shirt was clinging she didn’t have a bra on.

We quickly chat about the show and she snuggles back under her blanket and we restart. A few minutes in I hear this faint buzzing sound. Only it’s faint enough that I don’t realize I hear it for a few minutes. I ask my wife (A) if she hears it and her answer was a little flighty and she says oh it’s probably the kids in thier rooms and it stops.

Few minutes go by and I hear it again and suggest that maybe the speaker is going on the tv. A suggests I check the tv and as I get up to the tv it stops again.