My 20[F] first ever sexual encounter with someone from online platform to please my cuckold bf.

So me and this guy just call him N [M28] have been following eachother on twitter. He dmed me first like right after i followed him back. We talked about life, like how we in face live in the same city, and ofc nfsw stuff, and all. We got along pretty well.

I told him that I have a long distance boyfriend, and he has cuckold kink so he kinda encourages me to find other guys online to sext with. Me and N sexted few times and he agreed that our conversation is sent to my boyfriend and he would get off to them. Until one day, my boyfriend is asking me to meet him because he really wanna watch us pleasing each other in real life. My initial thought when my bf told me so is to reach out to N. So I dmed him explaining the situation abt my bf’s request. He gladly accepted it and he’s very excited about the meeting.

Make Me Feel Better [Lesbian, TransFF, oral] [CW: Facial hair, dysphoria]

As I’m walking past the bathroom I hear her soft sobs. I pause in front of the door for a moment and listen. I confirm that the soft sounds were coming from my princess. I knock on the door and without waiting for a response I nudge it open to see my beautiful wife sitting on the floor. Her face is in her hands and back against the bathtub. *Oh baby girl.* I wordlessly sit besides her. My arm goes around her shoulder and she melts into my side. She clutches at my shirt, balling the cotton up in her fist. Her face hides in my neck as she weeps. I soothingly toy with her hair, twirling a single strand around my index finger. I start to rock us back and forth and hum. As her whimpers quiet I find myself filling the silence with a soft medley,

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…” my voice is only a whisper as the words waft from my lips.

[MF] [femdom] Dnd style Half orc archdruid having her way with an elven prince

Content:  femdom Blood, strangling, biting, knifes, ownership oral and non con roleplay between a half orc having her way with an elven prince its what you’d expect based on a real roleplay.
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Woosh an arrow whizzes past your ear embedding itself in the tree to your right;

You’ve been seen by the raiding party.

As the ginger wood elf prince continues running through the woods arrows are fired past his head, thunking into treas as he books it through the once peaceful woods.  His village has just been raided by a rival settlement of orcs.

               Checks his AC its not high enough” –
-Dungeon master Heh (…get it……)
An arrow catches your cloak of elven kind pinning you to a tree. 

             (Rolls a failed strength check)

You can feel the panic growing in your chest as you strugge to free yourself of the arrow keeping you pinned by the cloak. The panic nearly nearly explodes in your chest as you feel a large hand grasp you by the waist. You’re forcably ripped  off the tree but Your pinned cloack catches your neck, cutting off your air supply for a brief moment before.. snap! the clasp breaks with a sharp crack.

[Sci-Fi] Vexer School for Untrained Pets [Monster Sex] [Tentacles] [Aliens] [WIP]

**Feedback AND suggestions for other alien monster types more than welcome. If I choose your suggestion, I’ll send you a free copy of it when I’m done.**

Nobody knew where humans came from. That wasn’t true, of course, but they told the human creatures that so they’d stop with the escape attempts. It was a lie perpetuated through the galaxies, aimed at keeping humans subservient.

And it worked, didn’t it?

Human males made for hard workers, bodies built for endurance over speed. They worked intergalactic farms and factories, and it cost only pennies to feed them daily. Some males, if they were lucky, ended up as house servants, managing a gaggle of other humans.

Human females were another story entirely. While males were fairly easy to come by, human females cost quite a bit more. Don’t misunderstand, there were several free humans roaming around the universe. Maybe even a few dozen. However, most of them chose to work as servants to the various alien species. It was an easier life that way.

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 6 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg]

**”Vessel of Corruption”**

Althea squirmed and writhed beneath the gaunt fanatic’s touch. The bony fingers held fast. When the four plagued cultists holding Althea’s ankles began chanting in the dark forbidden tongue of demons, the young acolyte darted her frightened gaze amongst them. Whirling like heatless flames, the black light wreathed the woman’s claws, but suddenly the accursed energy plunged into the priestess’ navel. To Althea’s astonishment, she felt no pain. Instead a dull itch spread outward from her belly button. “What? What’s happening to me?!” the young cleric cried out. Craning her neck, she looked down to see the dreaded patchwork of black mold appearing in small spots around her navel. They almost looked like birthmarks, they were so small. But they were there all the same, and there were nine of them. Just like the nine glowing rings around the altar. And in that moment the priestess recalled the association of the number nine with death… Nihilipox, could that be the name of the demon lord of undeath? Though she wanted to delve deeper the memories from her studies in the temple library, another spiking sensation tore her from her thoughts.

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 4 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg]

**”Baptism of Ichor”**

Althea rested a hand over her heart and sighed softly. She needed strength now more than ever; dawdling would lead only to dwelling. She found an old, dusty broom handle without the brush and used it as a walking stick, helping her avoid any more trips and stumbles. “Luminae,” she murmured, and the head of the walking stick glowed in a soft, pale light. Not quite as effective as a torch, but now she could see that at last the tunnel path crept uphill. The acolyte prayed she would see the light of day again soon and be rid of these awful nightmares. If no one warned the villagers of Sapila about the dangers lurking beneath the mountain, then she feared what disaster loomed on the horizon.

Althea paused her thoughts as a mundane but daunting sight now entered the dim light of her make-shift staff. It looked as though some of the tunnel floor had been dug away, intentionally leaving a darkened pit. Now the only way across the pit was a single wooden beam no shorter than twenty feet in length. The priestess swallowed hard at the thought of falling into the black pit below. Perhaps the fall was meant only to incapacitate? She gingerly approached and held the staff over the pit like a fishing rod. At first she noticed no signs of life, but that changed with the sound of a low, rasping groan. By Helestria’s light, could someone be trapped?

Losing It – Part 1 [F/F][Futa][Bullying]

**﴾Content: Intersex/Futanari, Bullying, Prostitution, Domination, Oral, Penetration, Big Dick, Virgin, 18+﴿**

^(﴾hi, everyone. this is my first reddit post, so i’m sorry if any of the formatting/tagging is off. i’m trying out a new dirty/informal writing style here, and feedback is much appreciated. thanks!﴿)

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Here’s the thing: I’m hot as *fuck*. I know it, and—more importantly—so does everyone else. I’ve got an ass you can bounce quarters off, a tiny waist, and tits that make shopping for bras an absolute nightmare. My cock is thick, and my pelvic floor could juice a grapefruit. People want to fuck me, and honestly? I don’t blame them. Wanting to fuck me is an objectively correct biological response. I scream, “*Fantastic lay!*” on the genetic level.

Of course, I’ve put a lot of work into being me, and I expect a return on that investment. It’s an arrangement that people seem to naturally understand. After all, no one approaches a goddess without a proper offering. Usual tributes involve gifts, shopping, favors, lavish dinners, and generally kissing the ground on which I walk. I can’t say that doesn’t work for me, but this was the first time I’d ever considered an offer of more *direct* compensation.

I let a stranger I met on the London Underground cum inside me [fm] [oral]

I met him on the tube on the way home from meeting a friend for lunch one day, he looked so proper in his business suit and leather shoes, but you could tell he had a fit body beneath it all. He had seen that I was running to get on the train, but the doors were already closing. He decided to grab and prize the doors back open just before they shut on me. I wasn’t sure exactly why he did, passengers hate when people do that, and there’s always another train on the way in a few minutes, but he did. He was 6ft with a handsome jawline and short neat facial hair that blended into his short black hair. There was something quite innocent about him for someone who is that handsome, having said that I know I give off an incredibly innocent vibe, but people don’t know the things I do to myself at night, let alone if I have a chance to be alone and naked with someone who looks this good. I’m only 5’1 so I could feel him towering above me. I was wearing my shirt button through yellow summer dress, which allows me to show off my smooth legs. He invited me to coffee near his place and hit it off. He asked me back to his place and before I knew it I was standing in his living room at 3pm on a Saturday. I could see what he wanted from me, but he was too shy to say it, I wanted it too. Once we were at his apartment I leaned into him, letting him know I wanted him.

A Shy Christmas Elf’s First Lesbian Licking [F/F, Fantasy, Elf, Lesbian, Oral, Scissoring]

The Story So Far: Two Elf assistants to Mrs. Claus prepare for a bawdy girls’ night out on Christmas Eve.

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Carol blushed deeply through cinnamon-hued cheeks as she twisted around one way, and then the other, to appraise herself in the triple-paned mirror. She had never worn such skimpy lingerie in all her life! She wasn’t used to seeing so much of her own skin unless she was dripping wet from a shower.

About her thin midriff was an emerald-colored corset that supported but did nothing to cover her perky breasts. Thin straps led down to lacy stockings halfway up her shapely thighs. A flimsy triangle of silken material concealed her naughty bits, wrapped about her hips with what seemed to be a colorful web of dental floss.

It was the fifth outfit of matching lingerie she had tried on since Merry had led her to this adjacent room after the interview with Mrs. Claus. They called it a ‘closet’ but it was at least five time as large as her own tiny apartment, filled what must hundreds, if not thousands, of outfits fitted to both human and elf sizes. It was adorned much like a clothing shop, with multitudes of clothing racks, as well as strategically-placed clusters of benches and mirrors.

I had passionate sex with (m)y girlfriend, in her housemate’s bed!

BACKSTORY
I (M,21) am a recent University Graduate from the UK but my girlfriend (F,20) is still studying and she currently lives in a student house with 4 other girls.

Yesterday the last of my girlfriend’s housemates left to go back to their family homes for Christmas. This meant that after I finished work, my girlfriend, Ari, and myself had the entire house to ourselves.

We’re cuddling on the sofa and Ari admits to masturbating in one of the other girls’ bed. We’ll call this girl Gem. Ari said she made a mess as a payback for Gem “not liking” her even though Gem is nothing but nice.

Fast forward and Ari and myself are arguing, in the lounge/kitchen area, because our relationship is explosive by nature. Ari throws a ketchup bottle at me so in return I launch it at the living room door causing it to explode all over the walls, floor and TV.

Ari storms upstairs crying but I remain downstairs and decide to listen to Man on the Moon by Kid Cudi while doing some therapeutic house cleaning. I get to the end of the album and Ari comes downstairs. We’ve both calmed down by now, so head up to bed.