Salvage Rights [MF] [anal] [bd] [nc] [oral] [sci-fi]

SALVAGE RIGHTS

What's that, human? You have rights? I don't think so.

You're not a person, human. You're salvage. Your species isn't advanced enough to have rights. We found your little metal "space ship", and that makes it and you ours.

I'll admit that you're not totally useless. This station is pretty boring, and I watch a lot of your tv. Internet too. Advanced technology FTW.

No, you can't have your clothes. Did you miss the part about being property? You need to pay attention and do what I say, and you're going to be punished if you don't.

I warned you.

Don't even bother struggling. The restraints are stronger than anything you have. I've thought about this a lot, you know. I've been genetweaked to look mostly human, but there are some differences…I've got much bigger…well, yes, that's bigger too. And I've got an appetite to match it.

Scream all you want. There's no one here to hear you. Think about that. Here you are, bent over, exposed, helpless. Your pussy is wide open. Your ass isn't yet, but we'll get to that.

Nice dream. [FF] [Sleep] [Oral] [Toys/Vibrator]

“Mmmm, feels so good.” She moaned sleepily. She felt her hips buck as her dream became more pleasurable.

 

“Mmm, Shane that feels so good…” She felt her back arch. This dream was the best dream Laina had ever had! It felt so real, too real. Her eyes burst open, looking down she sees a human sized lump under the quilt, moving slowly. She lifts up the quilt to see her wife Shane lick up her wet slit. She moans and pushes her head back into the pillow.

 

Never in a million years would she of expected this from her shy wife. Waking up to oral!

 

Husband found me the most kinky lover ever

Husband perused craigslist one night and forwarded me an ad from a crossdresser looking for kinky women.

Hubs knows of my endless quest to fuck a man with a strapon. He won't indulge me, so he is happy to find my others who will.

Right away from the first email from Marie and pic, I was into her. Beautiful cherub face with perfect makeup, glasses and full sensual lips. Cute short black wig and fair skin just like mine. And one of the biggest cocks I have ever seen. She liked me too. Shes 31 and I am 44. But I can fuck whoever I choose. It's just easier for women. We are the almost the same size. Both 5 11, thin and feminine.

After 2 days of torrid emails, pics and vid exchange, we finally meet at a motel room I got. Her girlfriend dropped her off and my hubs dropped me off. Really. This did happen.

We fucked like animals for 9 and a half hours. Anal, oral, incest play, throat fucking, shower fucking and Marie changed wigs and outfits twice, and even let me see her as her real self, a beautiful blonde angel faced boy. We can barely part ways when we are through, but somehow I tear myself away from her and go home.

[Mf, incest, oral] A night with daddy.

I'm lying naked under my sheets waiting for you to come join me. You normally find me in just a skimpy pair of underwear, but tonight is special. I'll be leaving for uni tomorrow and I want to give you a night to remember before I leave. Tonight, we're actually going to fuck and I'm dripping at the thought. So far, we have only performed oral on each other, dry humped, and I've let you finger and grope me. That seemed to have satisfied us for the most part, but I want more and I think you do to.

I spread my legs wide and trail a finger down my young body and between my private folds. Yep. I'm most definitely ready for your cock. I haven't touched myself at all before now, but I'm so slick and damp and my juices are lubricating my asshole. Wonder if you'd like to fuck me there too. I check the time and its 1.45am. Your cock is normally down my throat right now while I'm press my cunt into your eager mouth. Why are you taking so long? The anticipation is driving me mad. I mindlessly play and tug at my nipples wishing you would hurry the fuck up.

A hot play [mfm] [exh, Fdom, mast, oral, Bi] Part 1 of 2

I tried to write a little fiction about my girlfriend Kitty (K in the story), a guy named Francis (F) and me, Johny (J). Hope you like it! :)

It was a hot day of June, one of those that anticipates the imminent summer. In our flat there wasn't the air conditioner so we had to please ourselves with a little fan that could refresh just a little corner of the room. Around 3 pm the bell rang. I was laying on the bed since half an hour and I wasn't going to lift a finger.

<Honey! The door!> I said to J, my boyfriend, while wiping the sweat from my forehead.

The bell rang again as J was approaching the door. <Comin', comin'> He opened the door and welcomed our friend F. <Hi J. What a hot day! 45 minutes standing up on bus to get here. I'm melting!> As they walked through the hallway near my bedroom I yelled “Hi” to F and he turned back greeting me beyond the opened door. His eyes were starring at me since I was wearing a tight pair of blue shorts and a pinky low-necked tank, without bra, half revealing my nipples shape.

New workout regimen, or, “I lived close to her job, and she had an hour every day for lunch… it was convenience, really.” [M/f]

I met Veronica at a friend's house party. She was pretty, but not stunningly hot. She had some curves, but she wasn't fat. She asked a lot of questions that most of us guys thought were funny, but she wasn't stupid. I guess you could say she was average. She introduced herself as Vera (and that's what her friends called her), but I always called her by her full name because I thought Veronica sounded better. Shallow? Perhaps. We hit it off at the party, and I ended up stealing her phone as a prank. I texted myself from her phone while she giggled and tried half-heartedly to grab it back from me. Later in the night a group of people wanted food from the local, late-night Mexican joint, and I was mostly sober, so I offered to drive. Veronica quickly volunteered to go with me. She was a little tipsy, so I used the opportunity to get her to open up and talk about sex. Basic stuff — what's your favorite position, have you ever done this, etc. Nothing else happened that night. We got back to the party and then I left about an hour later when things wound down. We had each other's numbers now, though, and started texting over a couple days.

From religion to hedonism: The erotic pinnacle of (m)y 30 year old li(f)e (LONG)

As we all have different experiences, my most erotic moment may differ greatly from what some others may find erotic – even seem quite tame to some on here. However I've found that eroticism is highly psychological, emotionally charged, and often borne of deep seated, underlying feelings. For me, it perfectly contrasted with a background I sought to combat, to dismantle, and to abandon. My life history created a long buildup to this, a step toward emancipation from certain emotional and sexual chains. Thus I've included some of this background here, lengthy as it may be. Much further down, the final sexual event begins after the line break.

I crave openness.

I crave freedom, pleasure, and the combination of the two.

I wasn't allowed to do anything growing up. Behind the bars of religious teachings I unfortunately believed, I sat and watched the rest of the world enjoy itself. Through my teenage years, I watched life happen from the outside. A party was happening? I wasn't allowed to go. The Super Bowl was on? I was supposed to be in church, again, even though I had already gone that morning. My girlfriend of nearly two years wanted sex? I wasn't allowed to say yes. I was wrong for even kissing her. My private fundamentalist Christian school required me to sign a contract that I wouldn't go to the movies or listen to music with a beat.

Another supernatural erotica excerpt: Lovecraftian tentacle monsters!

Let me know what you all think of these. ;) I like writing a wide variety of weird sexy stuff.

"I could no longer see Shirley, as she'd been taken beneath the waves, but before I could think, it was my turn. I felt the wet smack of a tentacle against my foot, and then felt it wrap like a quick-growing vine up around my leg to my inner-thigh. It felt shockingly warm, and tingly, and I realized that the little suction cups on it provided this pleasurable sensation.

I got another tentacle on my other leg, and too was soon dragged beneath the waves. I panicked instinctively for a moment, but then a psychic message calmed me down. It wasn't precisely words, but, it communicated a tremendous feeling of calm and safety.

It was quiet under water, where I realized I'd been dragged out farther from the shore than I'd even thought. I could see the great yellow eyes of the creature, which glowed like suns and filled me with warmth despite the cold water.

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A hot play [mfm] [exh, Fdom, mast, oral, Bi]

I tried to write a little fiction about my girlfriend Kitty (K in the story), a guy named Francis (F) and me, Johny (J). Hope you like it! :)

It was a hot day of June, one of those that anticipates the imminent summer. In our flat there wasn't the air conditioner so we had to please ourselves with a little fan that could refresh just a little corner of the room. Around 3 pm the bell rang. I was laying on the bed since half an hour and I wasn't going to lift a finger.

<Honey! The door!> I said to J, my boyfriend, while wiping the sweat from my forehead.

The bell rang again as J was approaching the door. <Comin', comin'> He opened the door and welcomed our friend F. <Hi J. What a hot day! 45 minutes standing up on bus to get here. I'm melting!> As they walked through the hallway near my bedroom I yelled “Hi” to F and he turned back greeting me beyond the opened door. His eyes were starring at me since I was wearing a tight pair of blue shorts and a pinky low-necked tank, without bra, half revealing my nipples shape.