Tag: Reluctant

Titans Movie Night Extravaganza Bang Fest (watersports version linked inside!)

(So apparently people actually read [my garbage](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/8nlgtg/black_widow_screws_the_mcu_chapter_one_friends/) here (an EXTREMELY belated thank you for the kind words on my last story here to /u/tidho and /u/mms08 so I bring you the gift of more smut!
The [piss](https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Arson/38675/Titans-Movie-Night-Extravaganza-Bang-Fest-watersports) version of this story (which can be found at that link) was commissioned to me via email by an anonymous user. If you liked it and would like to shower me with the big bucks or want me to write something equally as messy for you, please follow me on [patreon](https://www.patreon.com/arsonwriter) or email me at arsonwriter@gmail.com!)

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It was a normal Saturday night off for the Titans, a good old relaxing movie among friends. It had been tradition for almost as long as they had been together, a night off for popcorn, a favorite or unknown movie and a night of fun and laughs. At its most risqué, it might have involved Beast Boy committing to some of the most awkward (yet charming) flirting that Raven could imagine to a bad romcom.

But then Starfire had to open her big, dumb, alien mouth.

The moment Starfire had mentioned that being crunched up on the couch reminded her of Grebnakthog, some perverted Tameranian festival mostly involving a depraved orgy. Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 3 and Part 4 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

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Turning someone into a vampire is not a simple matter of swapping blood. There has to be intent. There also has to be actual death involved. So in order to make a vampire, I have to drink the subject, I have to give him or her my blood, and I have to kill them, all while wanting the turning to happen. I can break their necks, or shoot them, or hang them – it doesn’t matter, really – but the simplest and neatest way to do this is to just drain them of their blood.

If you don’t kill the subject, but follow all the other steps – with intent – then there still will be a transformation, but what you will end up with is a ghoul, not a full vampire. Ghouls also need blood to survive, but they don’t get all the perks the vampires do. They don’t grow sharp retractable incisors, they don’t have our mesmerism or superstrength, and the aversion-to-sun cure doesn’t actually work on them. Their minds also cannot really handle the blood thirst, and they lose their sanity very rapidly. All in all, ghouls are an unnecessary mess. Very few vampires keep them around. We are allowed to create as many as we want as they usually die out within a few months, but we usually have no reason to. (This is unlike making new vampires, where we have to request permission from the vampire lords, and may not get one for several decades. And yes, we do have vampire lords – they are in charge of running our vampire utopia.) Read more »

[Non-Fiction][reluc][mf] Short story about the time I gambled for consent with my high-school sweetheart

Prologue: I didn’t plan for this to be so long, it was just going to be a comment for askredditafterdark, but I figured y’all might enjoy it too. Let me know if you did. Here we go:

I was roughly 17 at the time and a mostly normal kid. Maybe spent slightly too much time with my girlfriend at the time. Her dad was ex-marine, but I had a weighty set of balls on me. Literally, because she had been teasing me from like 7PM-12:30AM. Worth mentioning is that me and her had been active for about 7 or 8 months at this point and had sex rooted in BDSM- and we kind of knew each other pretty well at this point. Therefore, I could tell it was about time to get down and started to initiate by the good old cuddle-poke. Surprisingly to me, she says she is too sleepy tonight. I initially accepted this and left her alone, no big deal.. But I was left with a nut too powerful to handle alone. However, I concede that what I did next was morally grey. I mean, she was into forced stuff but never had I done something that could betray that trust like this, but I was feeling extra dominant. Read more »

[mF] Getting even with my ex

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-But this is dirty, how do I…? How can you ask….?

-Lick it. Lick it well.

-But this is….. I can’t imagine…

-Do it

-This is…

-Shhhhhh

-I can’t….

Thwack! A firm but gentle slap rang across Sud’s left cheek as I looked her in the eye and signalled she’s not going anywhere until she does it.

Her beautiful face had drool and precum all over it. Mascara ran upwards towards her scalp. Lipstick was smeared. The red faded into a pink. Her hair was sticky with dried spit. She had a look which expressed a bit of fear, a bit of eagerness and a lot of confusion.

I held her head firmly and guided it between my legs. She closed her eyes, tight shut and dived into her new place of work. Very tentative and measured licks commenced. I let her do it for few minutes.

Very unkindly, I pulled her up by her hair. I flicked her left cheek with my finger in a stinging manner. She was taken aback. I moved very close to her face.

“Listen bitch, you have to learn to do this. Push out your tongue.” Read more »

Hannah’s Innocence Lost (mf, Fm, Ff first) Part 2/2

***Continued from Part 1…***

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It was Jennifer who broke the silence this time. “Adam, mommy needs to cum. Get over here and lick me.”

Her skirt was rucked up to her waist, and her legs were open, spreading her beaver for her everyone’s view. She’d been training Adam in the oral arts for weeks now, and he’d become a good cunt licker, as Hannah had experienced an hour ago. Jennifer needed to feel the boy’s tongue in her slit.

Adam dutifully rose and crossed the room, his pink, leaking dick bobbing before him at half mast. His mother’s pussy was wet and shiny from her arousal. He enjoyed licking it at home, but this would be the first time with a witness other than his father.

Jennifer’s thick pubic hair was trimmed to a neat triangle above her slit, and her meaty inner labia were on display. Adam knelt between her legs and bent to perform his duty.

“I like the way you have it trimmed,” Lisa said.

“Thanks. I keep a patch there for Adam to stick his nose into while he sucks me. It provides a stronger fragrance to excite and encourage him. He’s quite a little pussy slave and loves to please me like this.” Read more »

Hannah’s Innocence Lost (mf, Fm, Ff first) Part 1/2

“Ready to go, stud?” Jennifer Cox said to her 15-year-old son Adam.

Adam blushed, but his cock twitched a little. “Yeah.”

Out the front door and into the car they went. Adam rode shotgun as his mother drove to the Interstate. Twenty minutes down I-40 and a few twists and turns into the West Meade neighborhood and they were pulling into a driveway.

Adam’s heart raced, and his 4-inch cock hardened as he anticipated what he’d be doing. Jennifer and Adam were part of the latest trend in parenting. Moms and dads were making blind dates for their young teenagers to help them learn about sex.

Jennifer met Lisa Strong through an Internet site that helped families find each other when their children were ready for sexual congress. Lisa’s 14-year-old daughter Hannah was developing and feeling sexual urges. Lisa told Jennifer that Hannah was masturbating and probably fooling around during sleepovers with other girls. Lisa felt it was time for her daughter to go to the next level with a boy.

For Adam, this was his seventh blind date with a young virgin. He’d enjoyed the others immensely, and his mother had coached him on his technique. He was confident he’d be better than ever today. Read more »

Me and My Mom

**It Begins**

“Beverly, Beverly, what has happened to you?”

I was walking past the downstairs bathroom when I heard those words. The door was open a few inches, and I could see my mother’s reflection in the mirror when I looked inside. I wasn’t trying to peep, but it happened that way.

Mom was wearing a tight sports bra and nylon shorts—workout clothes—that she spent more time wearing than working out in. The bra supported her large breasts without hiding her cleavage, and it left her abdomen bare down to her waistline. Mom wasn’t heavy, but for the last few years she was picking up a pound here, and a pound there and they weren’t going away.

The extra weight was evident in some of the clothes she wore, like her shorts. I noticed they fit tighter than they had a year ago, and I saw the way the fabric dug into the cleft between her thighs. I wouldn’t have been aware of this if Dad hadn’t pointed it out one night as a joke, but now my mother’s thick, meaty camel toe was something to look forward to during her “workout” time. Read more »

My Step Sister [MF] [MM] [Spanking] [Oral] [Anal]

MY STEP SISTER
This is an account of my experience with the step sister
who came into my home for a short period.

After my mom remarried I had a new step sister her name was Joni.
We were the same age, both of us were 18 at the time.

One night when our parents were out for the night I was up in my room and watching porn.
My shorts were off and I was stroking my cock to it’s full hardness.
Joni was down stairs watching TV.
Normally I am able to hear anyone walking around the house however today I was so engrossed in what I was doing I failed to hear her come up the stairs.
I had neglected to close my door fully, there was just a sliver of a gap. Read more »

Why Moms are the best

“Beverly, Beverly, what has happened to you?”

I was walking past the downstairs bathroom when I heard those words. The door was open a few inches, and I could see my mother’s reflection in the mirror when I looked inside. I wasn’t trying to peep, but it happened that way.

Mom was wearing a tight sports bra and nylon shorts—workout clothes—that she spent more time wearing than working out in. The bra supported her large breasts without hiding her cleavage, and it left her abdomen bare down to her waistline. Mom wasn’t heavy, but for the last few years she was picking up a pound here, and a pound there and they weren’t going away.

The extra weight was evident in some of the clothes she wore, like her shorts. I noticed they fit tighter than they had a year ago, and I saw the way the fabric dug into the cleft between her thighs. I wouldn’t have been aware of this if Dad hadn’t pointed it out one night as a joke, but now my mother’s thick, meaty camel toe was something to look forward to during her “workout” time. Read more »

[MF] Getting what I called for: car “date”

I could chat with Sud on text for a long time, I could talk to her on phone and connect, I could meet her over coffee and have a laugh, but ever since crossing the line on that fateful afternoon, something changed. I hated wasting time, any time that I could spend getting something out of her.

I could have driven further into more seclusion out of more eyes, but I just couldn’t wait anymore.

So when I crashed into the car seat in the back, Sud probably knew my expectations from that evening. I didn’t know hers. (Well, I didn’t care to find out either.) No words were spoken. She re-tied her hair and started her job. She unbuckled my pants and drew them down. I lifted my butt to let her do it. Then came my underwear, off.

Me: Take it all off and throw it on the front seat.

She picked it up slowly. There was no hurry in her actions. She even gave the pants a quick 3-point fold. Then everything went away to the front seat. She grabbed my erect pole and started sucking on it. Oh yeah, that was what I was craving for. My shoulders, tense from typing all day, suddenly relaxed. Read more »