Yoga

CHAPTER 1

Jason thought to himself – I’m still thinking of my last session. I can’t believe I let her distract me from my meditation! She needs to adhere to the schedule next time.

He chastised himself for losing control with his assistant Amy. All he could think of was wanting to tie her up with her legs spread wide, while licking and sucking her lower lips and clit with tremendous pressure. He may not get the chance now, seeing she is pissed off.

Amy left ubruptly after only her second day on the job as his assistant. She had the most beautiful sundress on, white with sunflowers all over. Jason was in trance with her beauty-and her scent.

She had to walk three blocks to get to the office today, and parking is a bitch. At 100 degrees outside, by the time she arrived, well, she was quite sweaty. As soon as Jason saw her he noticed tiny beads of sweat tracing her neck, and caressing her cleavage. He could only imagine what her thick and chunky crevices smelled like, so he inhaled deeply, exhaling the energy down his throat all the way to his dick. He almost moaned audibly…

I came on my girlfriend’s face while she asked me if I wanted to keep playing with her best friend [FFM]

Ayooo the saga continues lmao. This whole thing has got to be the peak of my sexual life, no way it ain’t downhill from here folks rip.

So Jennifer and I obviously slept in pretty late after the experience with our buddy last thursday. Neither of us took any Friday classes this semester so that we could sleep in on Fridays, haha. Gigi, however, does have a Friday class, and she was up just a few hours after I’d written what I posted a few days ago. (I can’t figure out how to link on mobile so just go check it out in my post history). I know she was up because she sent us both a picture of herself, topless, in front of the shower. The caption read, “so… shit isn’t gonna be weird now, right?”

I know that Jenn and Gigi have been topless around each other a ton, but receiving a picture of her boobs was new to me. I rolled over, slapping my hand on my phone to snooze my noon ‘get up before this oversleeping looks like mental illness’ alarm, and groaned. My head was not happy with the previous might’s drinking, but I also just hate waking up. I definitely felt better about being awake, though, when I opened Gigi’s snap and saw her messy brunette locks falling over her massive, perked up tits.

His Little Woman – Part 1 – [F][BDSM]

He has promised you a surprise. A surprise and a gift when he gets home. And that is in just a few hours. But time enough to prepare yourself. Your body. Your mind. For him.

He didn’t give you any specific instructions. Just to be ready when he got home. And enough warning and enough time to enjoy the preparations. Luxuriate in it. Enjoy the process of becoming his perfect slave. His good girl. Taking the time to let everything else go, to focus entirely on him, serving him.

You start of course, by stripping naked. It’s not a rule in the house, in fact, he so enjoys when you wear those dresses with the short skirts. You of course wander the house nude often, but today it is to help with the mindset. The reminder that you are merely a toy. That you exist merely as a vessel for him to find pleasure.

It’s not true of course and you both know it. He cherishes you. He respects you. But that is part of what makes it all so fucking hot. Putting on the masks . . . Or maybe pulling the masks off . . And for a time living within that fantasy.

[MF] Fates Chapter 03: Arabella (XXX)

“You did what?!” Trysh’alia asked with a sharp gasp. Aro nodded and scratched the back of his head with embarrassed to what he had just admitted to the Elven companion.

“Goddess… Aro you must apologise to the poor woman. Leaving her in the middle of the night after having sex with her…”She was shaking her head as they walked, shimmering hair swishing from left to right as they passed a line of homes that towered over them. Trysh could feel the moisture of her excitement on her thighs, and how sodden her black panties had become as she strutted with the natural Elvish sway in her wide hips. Hips that now were exposed to the cool air of the evening thanks to the long slits on both sides of her pure white priestess robes. With the eyes of a great deal of Riverun citizens glued to her body, Trysh could not help but give them a playful wave and friendly smile; something that only resorted in erect cocks and flushed cheeks. As her eyes drifted up to the handsome young man, she felt her lips on her face and between her legs quiver, her erotic state of mind naturally wondered what it felt like to be filled with human sperm…The thought remained as they walked.

[M]y neighbor[F] made me cum with her feet

So this happened couple of weeks ago. In April, I had moved to a new city and found myself an apartment in the quite part of the town. The new apartment was mostly made up of families with kids and a few singles like me but i never really met anyone except through the whatsapp group.

Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago a Sunday morning, one of my neighbors, Jana texts in the group asking for some household item and the group got busy mostly saying they did not have what she was asking for and i did not pay too much attention to it. Later in the afternoon while coming back after a long bike ride and winding up to the entrance of the apartment, I see a woman struggling to move in 3-4 big boxes and a cloth hanger while trying to keep the door open. I get down off my bike and ask her while keeping a distance if she needs a hand in my broken German. And she ignores me and keeps trying to keep the door open while balancing a box and the cloth hanger and trying to get inside and I just hang back and watches her in amusement. After struggling for a while longer she gives up and hands me a box without even looking at me or saying anything.

Jane, Ken’s Long time friend. [M/F]

Jane wore a smile on her face as she knocked on the door of the Sothermbies. She had not seen Ken her best friend since they had both gone their separate ways for uni. She had gone up north while Ken had stayed in the south. Texts and video chats had kept their friendship alive, still nothing could beat a face to face. A weekend with her best bud is what she needed.

The door opened and Jane’s jaw almost dropped. There Ken stood, but not the ken she knew. The Ken she knew was lanky, and slouched as if coins paved the ground. Before her stood Ken but a beefed up version, his arms had muscle and his chest, well he actually had a chest.

“Jane.” ken said, lunging in to hug her. “It’s so good to see you.”

“It’s so good to see you too.” She managed.

” Come in” Ken said gesturing her in. She entered and Ken took a look at her from behind. Jane grew up he thought to himself. Gone were her baggy clothes, replaced with a fitted pair of jeans.

[MF] Fates Chapter 02: The Deadly Forest

Note: As this will be a series which will heavily focus on story as well as sex, smut-based scenes will have (XXX) in the title. This way people who only care about harem-based shenanigans can easily pick them out over the story-based ones.

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Trysh’alia had used her magic to fix her shimmering white robes in order to cover her more than ample breasts up to where she felt decent; much to Aro’s quiet dismay. She felt dirty in having exposed so much of herself even if it was accidental. Yet she could not ignore the blasphemous feeling of a warmth on her black panties which had grown alarmingly when she was on her knees, underneath this handsome and rather scruffy human.

Now on the road, she had clung to him like any loving wife would do to her husband. She felt the tension in his muscular arm as it was crushed between her heavy tits. Every sway of her wide hips bumped into him, thanks to the instinctual switch of her gait; and it continued until the gates of Framton had become small, and only a glint in the horizon. Trysh only kept it going in case the perverted deviant had abandoned his post to follow them, waiting to strike her companion and take her away into the bushes that lined the road. Elves always needed to feel far more paranoid around sleazy men…She told herself that was the reason why she held onto him for so long, certainly no other reason why she wanted to feel him upon her.

The sexual meditation that taught me how to love myself better.

There was a moment back in the early winter of 2019 where I was hurting and lonely, starved out on a lot of levels, feeling rejected and denied, thirsty and needy. I was struggling with feelings of unworthiness and rage bricked behind a thick wall of pent up lust and frustration. My head felt like it could have imploded with everything I was feeling.

But then I walked past the main room mirror on the wall. I stopped, looked in the mirror, and saw myself. I walk pass this mirror everyday, this is a small flat and I’m practically a hermit, and every day I see my image walk across it with me.

In previous years, I winced at what I saw. There were days where I saw a shadow of what I used to be, a ghost or a zombie, something not quite alive, not quite there. There were days where I saw a fighter, someone who needed to always be alert to protect what mattered most. There were days were I saw a failure, someone who failed to save their family, someone who failed to end the cycle of abuse for so many people, someone who was failing to properly take care of the one they cared about the most. There were days where “I” wasn’t really there at all, something looked into the mirror and something looked back with twisted facial expressions and wet, wide, red eyes.

Embrace of the Goddess [Part 2 of 3] [FF] [Fantasy] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Corruption] [Twins]

Embrace of the Goddess: Epilogue

Part 2: The Princesses

Tiriniel’s Temple of Dawn’s First light was the chief gem in the crown of Azora’s temples. It was dome shaped with spires shooting out of every radial point like the sun rising above the horizon. Acolyte’s from all over creation made pilgrimages to this holy sight. It is said that Azora first touched down here when she came to dwell with mortals, though Maloth knew that to be a convenient lie. They both fell, kicking and pulling on each other’s hair, as they crashed to this stinking realm of decay and frailty. They landed in a swamp now called Acheron’s Gap. It’s mostly inhabited by gator farmers. No. That didn’t fit the grand narrative of Azora, the grand lie. That would be Maloth’s first order of business. She would set the record straight, including how she was consumed by her sister, slumbering in the consciousness of the goddess these people worshipped. For the whole time, some part of them worshipped Maloth, and that secret would make the transition of power easy.

[MF] Fates Chapter 01: The Meeting

Note: I’m back in fantasy, my favourite genre! This new series will (again)
be a longer term series, plenty of story, lots of kinky smut, and casual
hypersexuality which I always enjoy. Be prepared for non sexual chapters. As
normal, expect thiccness and massive dicks, as well as a hot harem ;)

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The story began on a simple summer evening. The night sky had descended onto
the kingdom like a shadowy curtain, yet the uncomfortable heat was relentlessly
causing people to have a glaze of shining sweat across their brows.

The town of Framton was a rather small, yet dense community of humans.
Bakers, butchers and sweet makers were the common profession, and they were
always named the best across the southern dominances across the kingdom. In
this town was an inn called The Kneeling Kneader. Like Framton, it was small
but could pack more than most inns, and like most nights the tavern area was
bustling with those who were coated with ingredients and stank of their
respective professions.

The grizzled young man sat in the corner of the inn, as the job he received
ordered him to. On the opposite side of him, sandwiching the small circular
table which the man had made his home on, was one other seat.