The Night my Life Truly Began. Part 5 [Forced] [M/F Anal] [F/F Oral]

Part 5

I was shaken awake and through my sleepy eyes I wondered if everything the previous night was just an insane dream, but as my vision became more and more focused and I could take in my surroundings I came to the realisation that it did indeed happen. A look of shock crossed my face as I made eye contact with James standing by me arm outstretched to help me to my feet. The smell of cum and piss was everywhere. James I notice has an erection as he eyes wander over my body. Seeing his eyes focus on the dried cum stains covering my thighs I smile and absent mindedly rubbed my belly as my husband licks his lips.

Eventually he regains his senses and fetches the remains of my dress, practically shredded to pieces, but salvageable albeit temporarily. What I didn’t expect was the sizeable shit stain over it amongst the other stains. The smell made me gag, but it beats trying to get home in just my ruined knickers. The man who I once respected standing nearby tied his shirt around his waist hiding his subpar cock behind the piss stained material.

The afternoon

By Katie’s Passion

My brother and I were fidgeting around the house all morning after Mom announced her and my father were going out for the afternoon. She just sort of slipped the information out while she was rolling a cookie dough in the kitchen. I locked eyes with my brother the moment the words left her lips. I knew he was thinking the same thing as me… 

So we killed those tense two hours by distracting ourselves as best we could from the urges simmering below the surface. You see, for the last year we had secretly been lovers. That’s right, the ultimate taboo – fornication between siblings. I mean, in our defence, we were pretty hard to resist. I lost count of the girls who hit on James, and I seemed to be turning down a suitor every second day. We just had great genes. He had the kind of sculpted face and body that you see in advertisements for cologne. It never failed to get his sis wet. 

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[MF] I (m20) boned my cousin (f22) and I’m at a crossroads about it, but it is done

**This is a long story, didnt know it was going to be.**

Tl:dr – Boned my cousin

To start it off, we are not first cousins. She is my grandma’s like great great niece or thereabouts. Even though we are far apart on the family tree, my family is very close nit with even the farthest relatives.

I will call her Grace, obligatory not her name. And another common sentence, I am not an author, so I dont know if this story as the way I put it will be any good.

Grace and I didnt start talking to eachother, not “talking” but like a “hey cuz whats up” talking, until about 2 years ago. We somehow started snapping eachother, and that led me to moving her into her apartment for college a couple of weeks before classes started for her. The relationship quickly evolved from a “how have you been for 2 decades?” To sharing intimate details about our lives. Grace has a very active sex life that she likes to share with me, including her long term relationships that went on during this 2 year span. I on the other hand have an average sex life, hooking up with my go to fwb since junior year.

Outside [postapocalyptic][femdom][rape]

*26th September 1983 was the beginning of the end. Stanislav Petrov, the officer on duty at Moscow’s Serpukhov 15 bunker was close to dozing off when he was awoken by the sharp siren that pierced through the dead of night. On his screen, five bright green fluorescent dots flashed off of the coast of America. Cursing and shaking, he picked up his phone.*

*News of the pending attack was escalated up the chain of command within a matter of minutes before the fateful decision for retaliation was made. Fourty minutes later, amid a storm of fire, explosion and radiation, millenia of human knowledge, wisdom and culture was erased from the Earth.*

**Or so I am told.**
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I’ve always wondered if my teachers truly believe the story they preach us. It has been generations since the war. Those who were fortunate to survive fled underground and had been here since. The last of those who had memories of life before the war had long passed many generations ago. No one knows whats the surface is like and no one dares to set foot into it. The surface, just like the past, is an ideal that is not to be reached, but also too precious to forget.

The Night my Life Truly Began. Part 4 [F/MM+] [Impreg] [M-Humi] [Pee] [Oral]

Part 4

James forces me down onto my back and does as he’s told. My legs are in the air, my hips raised up giving the large group of men congregating around us an unobstructed view of my wet and swollen pussy. The closest man wastes no time burying his cock inside of me. I cry out in pleasure and my hands go straight to my tits. He leans over me and pushes his mouth onto my own, forcing his tongue past my lips. I reciprocate hastily making out with a man that just a few hours before would not have given the time of day. He breaks away to look at my husband. He sneers as he lets us know that they plan to impregnate me so I can have a constant reminder of this night whenever I look my child in the eyes.

[MF] I gave my Tinder hookup a bloody nose and then she ate my ass

Scroll down to the line for sex stuff if you want to skip the backstory.

Hi, this is a story about my first Tinder hookup which happened a few weeks ago. This is my first time writing on here so please feel free to comment or message any feedback you have about my writing or story.

To start, let me describe myself, I’m Clark, which is not my real name, just a nickname a few people at work call me because they think I look like Clark Kent. I’m in my early 20s, am 6ft tall, ~195 pounds, and work out very frequently. I have black hair, wear thick glasses, and have an average penis.

I live in a large city and have been struggling to meet women since the graduating school during the pandemic. Like many others, I have been frequenting online dating apps in order to meet strangers in order to fix this. Unfortunately, online dating is the worst possible way to meet strangers. Most hot girls have quite literally thousands of options and receive too many messages to keep track of and most men have to act in the most over-the-top outlandish way to get the attention of a girl.

Kinky masseuse [M] roleplay night with brunette bombshell [F]

My girlfriend and I have been dating a few years and recently been looking to spice it up. We’ve always had great sex but in the last week we’ve found a whole new side of our sex relationship.

She’s a 5’4” smoke with wavy brunette hair, green eyes and a perfect curvy body and slim thick ass. We agreed a good first roleplay for us to try would be a massage parlor since we already do this sometimes just without the “roleplay” aspect.

I set the mood in the bedroom: candles, diffusers, soft music. I write up a menu for “Feel Good Massage: You’ll always come back for more”.

The massage comes with chocolate covered strawberries, wine and “complimentary oral services on command”.

Welcome Home: Part Three (Two of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Cleavage] [Oral Sex] [Throat Pie] [Masturbation] [Female Sex Toy]

Jordan lay in her bed, still feeling the rush and euphoria of what she had done. She reached under her bed and grabbed her toy box, slowly she slipped out of her clothes. She took her favourite toy out and slid it down her body.

A low gentle moan escaped her mouth as she slipped it inside her. She turned it on, and a soft buzz sound filled the room. She turned it back off, fearing that her parents down the hall would hear it.

She increased the pace, slamming it into her over and over. Another louder moan escaped her lips. She took the pillow behind her head and pushed it against her face as she fucked herself with her toy. Her body finally gave in as an orgasm racked her body. She slowed the pace down as she slowly came down from her high. “Damn I need to get my own place,” she said as she put her toy away.

The following day went easy. Mike dropped off the papers to the bank and had them change their ownership of them. Jordan picked up the new forms and brought them to Ethan. Ethan smiled ear to ear.

Welcome Home: Part Three (One of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Cleavage] [Huge Boobs] [Oral Sex] [Throat Pie]

“We have to invest all our money in the bar,” Jordan said as she looked into the eyes of her mother, father, and sister.

They had met at the local diner for breakfast. Now they all looked back at Jordan as if she had lost her mind.

“It is a dump,” Sherry shook her head, “Five regulars come every night, they drink the same three beers then they leave. Everyone else comes because there is nothing else to do around here.”

“Exactly!” Jordan nodded. “There is nothing out here, the movie theater is always three weeks behind in the latest movies, the internet connection our here is slower than molasses, and the teenagers do everything they can so that they can get into trouble.”

All of them nodded, the town was small, and the nearest thing to the excitement was over three hours away. “So, what are your thoughts?” Jordan’s father asked.

“Well, I have enough of my emergency money and some other accounts I can dive into, which will make all your lenders happy, they won’t come after your horses. They definitely won’t try to take Sherry’s house,” Jordan nodded as she ate some of her breakfast.

Opportunities [MF] [Fantasy] [Oral] [Obedience] [Size Difference] [Shortstack] [Vanilla]

Outside a grand, angular, tower that looked akin to a bolt of lightning touching the ground from the clouds stood a robed and hoodedfigure of short stature. Others passed by them, some taller, some shorter, all wearing the same robes. Someone bumped their shoulder as they walked by, excusing themselves quickly and hurrying along without looking back. Letting out a soft sigh they straightened themself up and made their way inside the grandiose tower. The inside was larger than the outside would suggest, the tower seemed to stretch back to such an extent they felt they’d need a horse to reach the end. Hundreds of individuals in robes similar to theirs swarmed about each other like insects in a hive, performing whatever task they’d be set upon with fervent diligence. As they stood, gawking at individuals who worked at the various stations, a voice called their attention.