Reindeer Games: Prancer [M/F, anthro reindeer x wolf, oral, anal, domination/submission, rough, public, erotica] (AmethystMare)

A little anthro reindeer submits to a wolf’s teasing penetration…

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Razak grinned widely, his tongue lolling out as Prancer, a smaller reindeer with darker spots struck through the brown of her fur, laid herself back along the length of a log, which supposedly was for eating, for him. She pulled her legs back saucily, showing off the slit of her sex, already glistening with her juices, seemingly unbothered by the cold, the snow lining the ground around them. It had already, however, been scuffed up by both cloven hooves and paws.

The wolf had given up on any clothing while the reindeer seemed intent on making use of him before their winter flight, pulling the sleigh together, though he didn’t care all that much how they did it anymore. He had been interested, before, how it was done, but it was hard to care about something like that when he dropped to his knees, lapping sensually into Prancer’s pussy, his flexible tongue spreading her folds, letting her sweetly accept him.

What if… My GF Didn’t Get Amnesia [M/F] Ch. 4

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=== ***Anna*** ===

We cleaned up afterwards and slept soundly. We didn’t even bother checking our phones. When morning came and that familiar golden ray peeked through the little gaps in the blind and, somehow it always does, finds my eyes I awoke refreshed and stress free. Chris doesn’t snore loud; he snores a little bit but it’s not like he’s sawing logs or anything. I slipped on a pair of panties, a tank top and went on into the kitchen to cook us up some grub.

The burger is still in the bag, just sitting on our countertop. Do I need to cook breakfast when this is readily available?

I opened it and scraped off the ketchup and the wilted lettuce. It’s gone cold, poor things, and it’s such a waste to just throw it away. So, I did what any person who grew up somewhat poor did: reheat! But I have better equipment now, as before it’s just a microwave. I heat up a skillet and threw the patties in there. Afterwards, in the same pan, I toasted the buns after scraping up all the veggies and that yellow, square cheese that wasn’t even melted, off it. The onions stays somewhat crisp and fresh so that goes back, but tomatoes and the lettuces goes into a small bin. I made a little smiley face with the ketchup and mustard and plated it nice and neat.

I [m] met up with a chat room [f] that drove 10 hours to meet me. Part 3

I apologize for not having my titles together to start with. But honestly this is my first time posting something like this and I’m on my phone.

And just a little about Marie. She had told me she was in the chat rooms just looking for some attention. She was feeling sexual and her husband wasn’t giving her the attention she was seeking. Pretty much the same thing I was going through. So I was giving her the attention she was looking for and she liked it.

I should also mention I had gotten some free samples of viagra from my doctor. I decided this would be the perfect opportunity to try taking one. I had taken pieces of one before, but never a whole one. So I took a whole one just to be sure I didn’t get performance anxiety.

So back to the hotel.

Claire lets me play with her tits and then sucks my cock as her husband watched from outside his office Part 1 [Str8] [oral] [cuck]

[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]

This is a break from my stories about Darla, the wife of my supervisor, with whom I had a 5 month affair. I am continuing to work on stories about that affair but recently something happened that brought back pleasant memories of my relationship with an absolutely lovely married woman from church. What happened to trigger these memories? I ran into my affair partners husband. Yes, he is still alive. Alas, she passed on several years ago.

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and some details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 45 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

Tim was an accountant with a one man practice. He and Claire lived three blocks away from my family home in a small town in the Northeast. They went to the same church as did my family. That is where Claire and I started to flirt whenever the two of us were alone. The flirting was very exiting for me as Claire was one of the three best looking married women in our large congregation.

Jacksonville Or Bust! [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Creampie]

“Fuck you, Jimmy!” she yelled as she stormed out of the wooden house.

“Fuck me? Fuck you! You’re a stupid whiny bitch!” Jimmy said, chasing after her slamming the screen door as he left.

“What did you call me?” she turned around as he approached her in his white tank top and blue jeans.

“Bitch! Want me to spell it for you?” he said, looking down at her.

“You know what?” she shook her head. “You’re not even worth it!”

She stormed off into the dark of the night. She didn’t even look back at him. She hated him, she hated that house, she hated his friends, but she hated her life most of all.

“Another fight with Jimmy?” the old man behind the bar asked as she walked into the local watering hole.

“Fuck him!” she said as she pulled up the partisan and joined him. “Mind if I put in a few hours?”

“Hell no,” he said as he took a seat.

“I’m not going back,” she said as she began to clean some of the glasses.

I want it all for me

I met a super cute, attentive and loving boy. He writes me a lot to find out about my day, he has invited me to go out and for family reasons I have not gone out with him. The thing is, he had never told me that he has a girlfriend, I thought he would be mine in every word. I want this boy very much, it is a carnal desire his skin calls me that I devoured him to make love to him and he to me, to kneel down and give him a good oral, every time I remember him I get wet, I am going to commit the madness of being with a strange boy.

luck Any make it yours bitch

Long time friend tells of cheating with a former student [Str8] [MF]

This is a story told to me by my girlfriend Lucy. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved. I also changed the timing of certain activities. I pieced this story together from phone conversation Lucy and I had over the past year.

Note to my followers: The woman who told me this story is not Carly a teacher I have posted about previously. Lucy is someone I have know for decades, went to school with and dated in both high school and college. She and I reconnected four years ago. We have had many hours of phone conversations about our sex lives since we reconnected.

This is a long one. If you want to skip to the sexy bits search for the —— lines.

I had to drag this story out of Lucy. She likes to portray herself as a modest and cautious woman. But I know better. When we were dating in the early 1970s I got many blow jobs, hand jobs and titty fucks from her. She was an FWB of mine before FWB became a thing. Lucy came from a fairly well to do family. Money was never a problem for her at any time in her life.

Tied up for a sex party [group] [bdsm]

Last weekend, my husband and I attended an intimate, 20-person sex party in a gorgeous loft apartment.

When we arrived, we could not believe how attractive every guest was — we were all in our 20s-30s (apart from a 50-something man who was the most fit person there), there were super sexy women wearing lingerie from the outset, no major alpha energy (except from a few girls which is a turn on for me), and everyone was chill, welcoming, and respectful. My tight green lacy dress was on the more modest side, though I could see people’s eyes (my husband’s included) lingering on my visibly hard nipples. After drinks, the hosts circled up the guests and we went around sharing our pronouns, orientation, hard limits, how we like to be asked for consent, and our hopes for the evening. As each person spoke in turn, I could feel my pulse rev up as it neared our turn to share. This was partially because there were some very sexy people speaking about the ways they love to fuck. It was also because I knew what my husband was going to say when it was our turn to speak.

Short and Sweet [blowjob][oral]

You were standing there wearing only your jeans, chiseled body on display and all I wanted to do was make you cum. I walked over, hugged you and moved my hand down to your crotch. I could feel your dick get hard under my hand. My pussy was instantly wet. I slid down to my knees and took your cock out. I didn’t think you could get harder, but you did. All I wanted was to please you. I took you in my mouth as far as I could. Hearing your sharp intake of breath and moan made me even wetter. I sucked you hard and bobbed while I massaged your balls. I couldn’t think, I just wanted you. I wanted your cock, your pleasure, your desire and your cum. You grabbed my head and forced yourself deeper. Your thrusts were deliberate. The sounds of your breathing ragged and lustful. My pussy was on fire and literally dripping wetness down my legs. You fucked my mouth so hard my eyes watered and I had to resist gagging. Then with one final pump and groan you filled my throat with a huge warm load of cum. When that first spurt hit the back of my throat I came too. No touching myself, no toys. In that moment I knew you were going to be fun.

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Losing my v-card to a stranger [fm]

So this sub is what got me into Reddit. I’m an early riser and when I was with my ex I used to wake up, have coffee, read sexy stories, and then go wake him up with my wet pussy.

Anyhoo, this story is not about him but about the time I lost my virginity to a stranger at a concert.

I was 18 and wild by most standards, but still a virgin and a little upset about it. My school only had one guy that I had a crush on but he was very much taken and pretty sure he didn’t know I existed, I ended up getting that guy but that’s a story for another time.

Maybe a little about me, I’m 5’8 medium to thin build, wavy dark brown hair, b cups and a big tight ass, I basically look the same now somehow. At 18 I had just grown out of my ugly duckling stage and had started figuring out I was on the hot side of things.