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Chronicles of an Incestuous Daughter Part 3 [Ff] [mast] [inc]

After finishing the pizza and nearly eating a whole pint of ice cream I saw mom starting to dose off in front of the TV. I could not help but notice how tight the tube top was on her. It was doing its best to cover her breasts, but the way she was sitting I noticed her them being pushed up. Her nipples were also a little hardened, not so much, and just enough to give me a tease. Her shorts were stuck to her ass like skin, just like the yoga shorts she wears. She has had them since she was 16. I honestly wonder how, after so many years of use, they would smell like. How many times mom has sweat in them, how many times she slowly slipped her finger in them and cum in them and how many times a boy in her younger days has ripped them off her.

“Well Jules.” She says in a tired but rather sensual voice.

“I think I am going to hit the hay.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” as she gives me a kiss on my forehead and walks upstairs. Read more »

Turns out Princess Peach does a fuck ton of cocaine [MF] [Mast] [drugs] [MMF] [anal] [bd] [oral] [bst] [fantasy] (X-post /r/dirtywritingprompts

The pounding of the door is amplified by the high alabaster walls of the overly posh bedroom. It mimics the pounding in Peach’s skull as she stirs on the cold tile floor of her lavish bathroom completely naked except for a pair of stained panties and her tiara. She struggles to pull herself up, wondering who has the audacity to disturb her during her private time.

“Princess!” shouts Toadsworth as he incessantly pounds on the door. “Princess, you are needed to attend to your duties!”

Peach finally pulls herself up and onto the toilet, holding the sink next to her to keep herself steady. “Sonuvabitch…” she slurs, trying to keep the room from spinning. “Where the hell are my clothes? And why do I feel so…sticky?”

“Princess!” yells Toadsworth again. “You’ve been locked in your room for two days! Is everything okay?!”

“Two days?!” she exclaims to herself. “What the fuck have I been doing for two days?”

“That would be me, Princess,” grins a naked Wario standing in the doorway to the bathroom.

Peach recoils at the sight. “Oh, fuck me!” Read more »

My Friend’s Mom – Part 1 [Str8, Fm, mast]

As the title suggests, this is a fictional story about the relationship I had with my friend’s mom.

Living on the same quiet street in a middle-class suburban neighborhood, we all knew each other and from the time I started liking girls, Mrs. Anderson easily became the only one I thought about.

She was a very nice person and always drove us places: the mall, the movies, and the arcade. We were just boys and just wanted to have fun but I always remember having a funny feeling whenever I looked at her boobs. They were gigantic.

You would need to see a picture to adequately understand the absolute girth of Mrs. Anderson’s chest in proportion to the rest of her body. It was like a giant, dangling cliff overhanging her slim belly. In an unreal sort-of-way, it didn’t all add up – many people thought she had implants but the natural shape and shimmy of them proved otherwise.

At one point in time, Mrs. Anderson was a model: slim and busty, she won pageant after pageant and then Mr. Anderson swept her off her feet and married her. Her chest wasn't nearly as big though…until they decided to have a family. Mrs. Anderson had one boy (my friend) and two daughters and a shit-ton of milk. Read more »

First Experiences [mt, trans, oral]

I always knew I was different.

I don’t mean that in the way people always do. Everyone was unique in some fashion. I just always knew that I never fit in. That something inside of me was off. That as I developed, I was unhappy with the changes that were occurring, because it was taking me away from what I wish I was. I thought it was just a phase, but as the years passed, I just got more depressed. Other boys were rough, rugged, always playing sports and chasing the girls. And I was none of that. At first, I thought something was wrong with me. I didn’t enjoy the things other guys did. I didn’t have any friends, and was terrible at talking with girls. How could I explain to them that I was jealous of the bodies they had, the things they got to do. Deep down inside, I knew I wanted to be a girl, but I hid from this side of myself. I was afraid. They’d call me a creep, I just knew it. And so I turned to the one place where I could go to be what I wanted. In chat rooms and on forums, I was a girl. It was the only bright spot in my life. I could talk to people without fear, without feeling scared for being different. It was a lie, but it was a lie I enjoyed. Read more »

Little Kelsey [taboo fmmm mutual mast]

Darren sat on the couch pushing buttons on a black game controller identical to the ones that his two best friends, who were seated on either side of him, held. They were playing a platform game that they had beat already on all but the hardest difficulty.

Darren's character hit an explosive, causing his controller to shake in his hands. He sat it down on his lap while he waited for his character to revive and grabbed a handful of pretzels. Joe, to his left, took a brief sip of cola without missing a beat of his game. On the other side, Steven pointed his controller at the screen as if the entire reason his character was getting pummeled was due to a poor connection between the controller and the console.

Darren's character had just reappeared on the screen when he heard the basement door slam. He hit the pause button which elicited protests from his companions. He turned his head to see who was entering his domain. Ever since he had come home from college, after having achieved a useless degree and getting a job as a fast food manager, Darren had lived in the basement as if it was his own private home. Occasionally, his step mother would invade his space to throw in a load of laundry or his father would need some tool he hadn't used once in the past three years but for whatever reason was suddenly desperate for. Read more »

Kate and Ben: Kate’s Adventure into her brother’s room. [F solo][incest][masturbation][furry]

Part 1:

http://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/2bc593/kate_peeping_in_on_ben_furrymf/

Kate and Ben: Kate’s adventure into her brother's room.

A loud thud rings though Kate’s ears as she fall flat on her bed. Still panting from the mind blowing orgasm she just experienced watching her brother. She slides up crawling under her flowery covers feeling both happy and shameful over the whole ordeal. Reaching over she grabs the other pillow on her bed hugging it tightly wishing it was her brother’s warm body against her. “I can never do that again…that was a one time thing that was wrong and dirty” she repeats over and over in her head slowly falling asleep. Right before her consciousness slips away to her dream land she thinks “but…i love him”. Read more »

My (F) alone time inspired by my new lover (M), (str8) (mast) (x-post r/gonewildstories)

Had a day off and spent it wearing myself out ;)

My lips are tingling. I run my tongue along them, revelling in the sensitivity. I long for you to kiss me, to grab my head and kiss me hard, forcing your tongue into my mouth. I'd press my body tight against yours. Lift one leg up and wrap it around you. I imagine running my fingers through your hair.

I have a t-shirt of yours. I grab it and smell it. I love your smell, it drives me wild. Your scent brings out my animal side. One whiff and I want to just grab you and ride you until I explode.

My pussy is now dripping wet, my thong feels uncomfortably wet and my area is pulsing. It's too sensitive, feels too good, part of me can't bear to touch it.

You'd tease me, run your finger over the fabric, so gently that I could barely feel it, you enjoy teasing me, barely touching me, bringing your mouth close to my nipples, breathing, then moving away. You like to make me beg for it, asking please, getting me to push your hand towards my tight pussy. Read more »

The Lesson – (ffm) (oral, mast, swing) – Hannah gets her first lesson in sex.

“He’s not even gonna want to talk to me,” I whined to Callie as she pulled up to the house. Dozens of cars filled the mansion’s driveway, and the booming music could be heard all the way down the block.

“Not with that attitude he won’t,” She responded without missing a beat. Callie was always giving me advice about my attitude. It irked me more than I let her see. Mostly because I knew she was right.

“Fine, he’s gonna be stunned by my dazzling good looks and fascinating conversation and realize he loves me and – “

“Oh, shut up,” she cut me off. “Just try to have fun, Okay?”

“Fine.” I was surprised how easy I was to sway this time. Something about tonight just felt right. With the end of High School approaching, I was starting to feel like it didn’t matter how I behaved, so why not be the boldest version of myself that I could be? Read more »

GRO – The Miracle Cream [Str8, m/f, inc b/s, oral] Part 1 of many.

“Bobby do you want…WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Jeni had entered her little brother’s room to ask him about dinner, but had instead found in naked from the waist down doing…something!

Now Bobby was scrambling to cover his privates with his bedspread—easily accomplished since, at 13, he didn’t have much to cover.

“GET OUT!” he was shouting.

“Bobby, were you masturbating?” Jeni asked mockingly, quickly finding amusement in the shameful situation.

“No…” Bobby said. He looked bashful, but something in his voice told her it was the truth.

“Then what?” Jeni put her hands on her hips and thrust out her chin as she asked, hoping to strike a pose of authority. At 16, she was certainly older than Bobby. But at 5’2” and barely 85-pounds, she was not the least bit bigger. If Bobby decided to make her get out, there would be nothing she could do to stop him.

However, Bobby didn’t seem to be in a position to put up much of a fight. His eyes involuntarily flicked to the bed. Following his gaze, Jeni saw what appeared to be a tube of toothpaste. Read more »