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[Bi] Twelve (Part 1/2) [long] [nc/reluc] (bdsm) (exh) (drugs) (buk) […]

*Note on tags:* Being that this is _long_, the tags are essentially too many to list, and some are omitted out of spoiler concerns. What _does_ bear mentioning, is that it does _not_ include water sports, scat, bestiality, underage characters or incest.

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## Father

The bus rattled along the dusty road into the Colorado mountains, throwing up a tall, heavy plume as it forged through the terrain, thick white sheets hung in the windows to shield its precious cargo from the impure world outside; the twelve young women that would be the mothers of a new age of humanity.

The driver was a tall, slim and severe man by the name of Clark Epson, although he styled himself ‘Father’. He wore his black hair short, but for the steadily growing bald spot on his crown, and his cheeks were shaven, drawing the attention of anyone looking at him to his hooked nose flanked by glittering, sky blue eyes. Read more »

As a slut [M]ilitary Wi[F]e I welcome an Army Ranger renter into my Airbnb home

As many know my husband was transferred in the Air Force from being in the reserves out of Charleston AFB to now being active duty and working out of JBLM (Joint Base Lewis-McChord) up in the Pacific Northwest. We hauled the whole family up to Washington and moved into a large rental home outside of JBLM. One of the reasons we picked the home we did is because of the basement apartment. We had great luck making some extra money via VRBO and Airbnb when we lived in Asheville. Of course I have to mention I had great fun fucking and sucking some very hot guests. It certainly was a double reward in many cases.

At the beginning of January we finished making up the apartment and soon had our first guests. For the first three weeks we had a small family staying in the basement. They too had just moved to JBLM and were waiting on their permanent home on the base. So no hanky panky but certainly fun getting to know them as I know nobody up here and their son was a similar age to my youngest. Read more »

[Mf/fM] Wild Roses pt. 15: Abbotsolutely Horrible [nc] [rape/revenge] [bsdm] [fdom]

Between the muddy road and Summer’s exhaustion, the going was slow, but by dusk, the three sisters found their way into a small village on a small hill, a smattering of houses crowding the stone temple at the crest. There was no inn to be found, but at a courier post at the foot of the hill Autumn managed to convince the captain to lend them an empty bed for the night, and while she went with off with him to settle their accounts, Spring and Summer went to bed, Summer out at once and Spring lingering at the edge of sleep for a while before she too succumbed. When Autumn came to bed a few hours later, sweaty and panting, Summer awoke briefly, but still exhausted she slept through the entire day, despite her sister’s efforts to wake her.

At the dawning of the day after she awoke at last in earnest, rested but famished, and crawling over Spring’s flushed and sticky body, offering Autumn a light kiss as she slipped into her dress.

“I want to check out the temple.” she whispered quietly to her sister. “Meet me in the square in a few hours, and we’ll be on our way?” Read more »

Becoming a Man, part 1 [inc] [MF] [Mom/Son] [Mdom] [nc] [spanking]

### Intro
This is fiction. It contains incest, rape, and abuse.
It is also part 1, in the hopes that I’ll write a part 2.

### Becoming a man
I can tell you the precise moment I realized I had become a man. The process of becoming a man is
always gradual, but I had a single moment, before which I had considered myself a boy, and after
which I knew I was a man.

I was 19, and it was a perfectly ordinary Saturday, filled with exercise and friends. It also had a
defining moment with my mother.
I had come home at 11 PM after being at a club with some friends. I had not felt like making
it a late night, and I did not feel like pursuing any women, and so it came that I was home early.
My mother, a well off 48 year old widow named Audrey, would not miss such an opportunity to
belittle and mock me.

“Home so soon? Couldn’t find a girl that wanted you?”, she snickered, and stood in my way. Read more »

[M Str8] [Inc (Dad/dau)] [nc] [Sci-fi] Lemon/Lime Part Two: Unfinished Business – the Cock-tease and the cheerleader.

Lime nodded his agreement, words having failed him. This busty copy Lemon proceeded to do just that, twirling and swaying with far more grace than he had ever seen her display. As she did so, Lime got enough of a glimpse up her tiny skirt to notice that this one was indeed wearing panties – he caught a glimpse of pink lace covering her crotch almost every time she spun around.

Soon, Lemon undid her top, giving a simple tug at the loose knot that tied off her halter, but her hands quickly rushed in to cover her chest, holding her tits, blocking Limes view. As Lemon walked over to where he sat, with an exaggerated hip sway, Lime could not help but stare at her chest.

When she stood right in front of him, Lime bent over to wards him, putting her titties, still covered by her hands, just inches away from him.

“Wanna see?” She asked, in a voice that was certainly Lemon’s yet devoid of her usual slight shyness.

“Absolutely!” Lime was finally able to get a word out.

“Soon.” Read more »

[Request] [MF] Favorite older man/daddy/father’s friend stories?

Bonus points if NC/reluc!

[XP] The Beta Codes [Str8] [sci-fi] [fantasy] [nc/reluc] [bodyswap]

“Check it, dudes!” Steve exclaimed, barreling into the room. “Got the beta codes!”

“Nice, bro.” Lance offered, eyeing the box he was lugging around warily.

“What’s the rest of the stuff?” Chris offered, pointing to it.

“Some kind of VR peripheral that goes with the game, or something. Like a Kinect, I think.”

Steve unwrapped the box and pulled out three of the four sensor bars in it, giving one each to Lance and Chris, perching the final one on top of his own monitor.

“Who’s the fourth one for?” Chris asked. “Your girlfriend?”

Steve nodded as Lance smirked and mimed a whip crack. “Better to give it to Lee, dude. Girls suck at games like these.”

“First of all, fuck you.” Steve offered flatly. “Second, I seem to recall Linda whooping your ass all the way up and down Rainbow Road the last time she came over.”

“Pshaw”, Lance offered, “Mario Kart is kiddie stuff.”

“And _third_ of all, fuck you again.” Steve pressed on. “She wants in on this, and I’m not getting in the fucking doghouse for Lee.” Read more »

Chain gang [MF][bdsm][fantasy][fsub][nc]

It was another scorching hot day on the chain gang. The sun burned bright overhead, even in the early morning, as I brought my pickaxe once more down on a rock that stubbornly refused to break. Beads of sweat ran down my brow onto my chest, the area between my breasts gleaming with moisture and mixed with dust as I struck another blow.

There were six of us shackled together that morning. Six convicts, each with five years or more left in our sentence of hard labor. Six young women, dressed in an identical uniform of a white tank top, orange Soffe shorts, and work boots, shackled together at the legs to keep us in a straight line of service. The black text printed on my ass matched the heavy metal collar I wore:

INMATE
78-43021

Watching over us was a single correctional officer, sitting under an umbrella in a lawn chair by the side of the dusty highway where we worked. His eyes stared lasciviously at each of our asses as we bent up and down, up and down. The switch and whip, used only sparingly, lay at his side. Read more »

Sleeping Beauty Awakes [Mf][BDSM][nc][anal insertion]

Maybe it was her adrenaline, maybe the discomfort of her body’s unnatural position, but Jenna emerged from unconsciousness to a drugged haze to see herself in a brick room filled with wine racks. Her jaw hurt from the rubber ball shoved in her mouth, held by leather straps across her tangled in her hair. Her hands yanked against the hard zip ties binding her wrists to rough iron table legs. Her stomach and breasts were squashed against cold glass and she moved her head from side to side to see that she was naked and splayed out spread eagle over a glass coffee table with wrought iron legs. Her tears smeared the glass beneath her face as she yanked at her bound ankles. They too were bound to table legs. Where was she? Given the dankness, the earthy smell, and bottles of wine, she could tell she was underground in a wine cellar with no idea if it was night or day or even what day it was.

“Sleeping beauty awakes.” Read more »