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Smack [MF] [oral] [impact play] [public]

*Smack!*

The sound of a hard object on flesh jerks me into consciousness. My nostrils fill with your sweet, musky scent intermingling with some other acidic odor as my eyes struggle to adjust to the darkness of the room. As the room slowly comes into focus, I’m aware of a chill on my cock and balls. The room is nearly black and only lit by a crack of light emanating from beneath the closed door in which my back is pressed. Even though I cannot yet see anything, the oppressive darkness is impenetrable, I can sense another person in the room with me. Instantly my hands jump to my crotch where I discover they are coated with a thick liquid. Completely confused, I grope around in the darkness for a lightswitch. Finally, my fumbling fingers locate one next to me on the wall and I snap it upward. The CF bulb ignites, but barely, and I jump as I see you sitting on the linoleum floor, legs spread in front of you and your hand raised over your head. In you hand you are gripping a small, flat, wooden spatula. Before I can react you swing it downward in a tight arc and it makes contact with the top of your cleft. Read more »

[MF, FFM, stepcest, oral, voy, free use themes] Unsuspecting pilgrims in a horny land.

The best laid plans of mice and men go often awry.

And sometimes your dad remarries and gets a job transfer to another country, dragging you and your new step sister away from your college plans. Sure, there are universities in Malfenia, but that’s small comfort for leaving everyone you know behind for a country full of perverts.

Malfenia isn’t the most communicative with the world at large. It’s a small, self-sufficient island nation way out in the Atlantic, kept warm by the Gulf Stream. When Jenna and Carl did some research on their home-to-be, they didn’t find much. The local cuisine was heavily based on fish, the weather was warm, but rainy, friendly locals who frequently spoke English, but not much else about their home-to-be.

They found barely any more on the travel forums, just some references to the people there being very promiscuous, and sometimes being inappropriately open about sex. Carl was pretty happy at the thought, but he and Jenna agreed it was probably just rumors and atypical experiences. Read more »

Your Latin Wife At The Glory Hole [MF] [Oral] [Voyeur]

*Originally a reply to [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/6a3fg1/wp_i_am_confident_assertive_and_strong_i_know_i/) on r/dirtywritingprompts .*

You’ve been having a hard time lately. Finances are rough for you and Jackie. You worry even though she says she will work it out. To make matters worse you have been sexually frustrated with your hidden desires about her.

One night you are out drinking with some buds and vent a bit about your frustration without going into details. The single ones start whispering about a club that secretly offers gloryhole services and viewing. You laugh it off.

A few weeks go by and nothing gets better. Work is a pain. Jackie always seems to be busy lately, making your longing even worse. One lonely night you are out walking when a sign for a nightclub catches your eye. It is called “Morning Glory”. You blink then realize it is the place your friends told you about. You would never use a gloryhole, at least not while you were with Jackie but decide a viewing won’t hurt and may ease some tension. Read more »

Confessional [Str8] [Bi] [FM] [oral]

To be fucked by you is the best thing I can imagine. To be fucked by you, with my cum dripping down my legs, intermingling with the spilt wetness created by your fervent mouth upon my cunt spilling onto the counter below me is the best thing I could ever imagine. To be stretched out across the desk that separates us, reaching up on tiptoe with the arch of my feet just getting tighter as you lick my cunt and bring me ever closer to orgasm is what I think about in meetings when you catch my eye, sitting there in knickers that are stretched taut over my lips and damp from fantasies.

I’m sat here thinking about how cold the marble of the table would be against my nipples and forehead when you pushed me down. Thinking about that hand curled possessively around my shoulder, body pressing into my back as you lean over biting my neck just above the collarbone, made all the more evident by my breath caught up in my throat as your other hand slides one finger lazily through the heat between my hips; this finger never quite dipping into the slit between but just rubbing, rubbing the tip of my clit that reaches out for you filled with blood and my heart beat. Read more »

Amrita [BDSM] [MF] [Stat]

She was prying the jewel out of the statue’s eye when she heard footsteps coming from outside the vault.

*Shit,* she thought. It sounded like at least three guards. Big fat eunuchs with big fat clubs. And there she was, a thief with a few levels in bard.

She couldn’t fight them. She couldn’t hide. There weren’t any chests or piles of coins to burrow inside. It was one of the smaller vaults: all it had were smutty statues. Fortunately she had a plan.

She swallowed the jewel. The client had insisted she not touch it with her bare skin but there was no other way to take it with her. The plan did not involve pockets. She peeled off her clothes and put them on a mannequin. They looked strange on the mannequin (the thief was quite a bit heavier) but that wasn’t her problem anymore. She got on her knees, cupped her breasts, and bit down on a little glass pill. The potion tasted like pistachios. Read more »

Amrita [Str] [MF] [Fantasy]

She was prying the jewel out of the statue’s eye when she heard footsteps coming from outside the vault.

*Shit,* she thought. It sounded like at least three guards. Big fat eunuchs with big fat clubs. And there she was, a thief with a few levels in bard.

She couldn’t fight them. She couldn’t hide. There weren’t any chests or piles of coins to burrow inside. It was one of the smaller vaults: all it had were smutty statues. Fortunately she had a plan.

She swallowed the jewel. The client had insisted she not touch it with her bare skin but there was no other way to take it with her. The plan did not involve pockets. She peeled off her clothes and put them on a mannequin. They looked strange on the mannequin (the thief was quite a bit heavier) but that wasn’t her problem anymore. She got on her knees, cupped her breasts, and bit down on a little glass pill. The potion tasted like pistachios. Read more »

Amrita [F] [Str]

She was prying the jewel out of the statue’s eye when she heard footsteps coming from outside the vault.

*Shit,* she thought. It sounded like at least three guards. Big fat eunuchs with big fat clubs. And there she was, a thief with a few levels in bard.

She couldn’t fight them. She couldn’t hide. There weren’t any chests or piles of coins to burrow inside. It was one of the smaller vaults: all it had were smutty statues. Fortunately she had a plan.

She swallowed the jewel. The client had insisted she not touch it with her bare skin but there was no other way to take it with her. The plan did not involve pockets. She peeled off her clothes and put them on a mannequin. They looked strange on the mannequin (the thief was quite a bit heavier) but that wasn’t her problem anymore. She got on her knees, cupped her breasts, and bit down on a little glass pill. The potion tasted like pistachios. Read more »

[mf][oral][teen][true] Slamming her Pussy Rear Entry, fast and deep

“I’m slamming her doggie-style fast and deep during the plateau, on the verge of cumming again, and she’s moaning from the 3-way stimulation: anal via my thumb in her rectum, vaginal with my cock in her pussy, and clitoral with my other hand jacking her moist clit hood…”

In the summer of 2015 I was a rising sophomore at a top-ranked college, Amherst. I was 19 and on the men’s varsity cross-country squad – thus I was in amazing shape – a long distance runner with tremendous endurance in my “lower unit” muscles: legs and gluts (butt) as well as cardiovascular. I was a biology major and planed to attend medical school.

For Alexandria was about 105 lbs. and long dirty blond hair with green eyes — of Scandinavian descent. Alexandria was slender, about 5’6″ and ran cross-country for her high school. Alexandria had very small “bee sting” type breasts and never wore a bra – her nipples announcing themselves by poking through her shirt fabric – I found her very attractive due to her purity (no fake tits) and her lack of makeup and bra – the sexiness of a youth having just completed puberty was thrillingly attractive – a ripeness. Read more »

College Sex Diaries #1: “opening her vaginal lips” [MF][virgin][teen sex]

The following is a **TRUE STORY** about an amazing college fling I had a few years ago — I recently helped a lovely young woman, Electra, discover her sexual maturity: i.e., lose her virginity. Her Father was a professor of classics at a midwestern university — hence her unusual name. The exact locations have been disguised — otherwise everything described herein is true and correct and happened the summer of 2015 in western Massachusetts.

ELECTRA AT AMHERST

I think the term, “losing one’s virginity” is a bit old fashioned and has negative connotations of very traditional gender roles. It implies the male “taking” the female — that’s no what happened in this story at all. Rather the young woman at the center of this story selected me as the person to help her discovery her maturity — to be her first sexual partner and to teach her about sexual intercourse via direct encounters. In the summer of 2015 I was a rising sophomore at a prestigious college, Amherst. I was 19 and on the men’s varsity cross-country squad – thus I was in amazing shape – a long distance runner with tremendous endurance in my “lower unit” muscles: legs and gluts (butt) as well as cardiovascular. I was a biology major and planed to attend medical school. Read more »