COACH LAURIE [Str8] [Fdom] [CFNM] [F/m] [Blkmail] [Huml] [Mast] [Reluc] [Oral] [Edging]

Shrieks of feminine laughter and excitement emanated from the girl’s locker rooms as the six male pledges ran through them wearing only their jockstraps and a mask covering their faces.

Nick (wearing a classic Nixon mask) was trailing behind the other pledges and, being self-conscious about his nudity (especially with his obvious speedo tan lines – he was on the swim team), just wanted this day to be over.

No such luck.

Looking back to make sure no one was chasing him, Nick turned and was face to face (or rather face-to-breasts) with Coach Laurie.

Coach Laurie was an imposing figure, with her short, platinum-blonde hair, high cheekbones, full red lips and her trademark mirrored-sunglasses that she always wore and Nick’s gaze went downward to her perfect double-D breasts (with her Coach’s whistle hanging between them) that were barely contained within her tight pink high cut, one piece bodysuit leotard that exposed most of the tanned cheeks of her tight ass (that she was very proud of).

Coach Laurie’s legs, were like her arms; tanned, muscular & defined – like a fitness model that maybe spent a tad too much time in the gym, but was still very curvy & feminine.

[FM] An evening over twelve years in the making [long, oral, bond] part 1

Skip down to the [——–section———-] if you wish to start with just the sexy stuff. The story builds up the passion and intensity for which we felt and why it was amazing for the both of us. It’s kinda worth it.

I’ve known Julie since our first class together in Jr High school. She was the drama club and choir geek while I was the chess club attending anime nerd. We didn’t actually date until the middle of our senior year of High school and even then it took us until the end of the entire semester for us to lose our virginity to each other. Once we graduated however, we attempt to make up for lost time by making love at every opportunity during that summer break of HS freedom. It was puppy love, it was innocent fun and the two of us thought we were made for each other. She had been accepted to a school on the opposite coast and I was staying local with Junior college. The countdown to her trip was slowly approaching so we stepped up our game a bit and tried doing new things. We introduced toys into our sexy time, braved some outdoor stuff at night, even took some tips from Alanis Morissette and went down on each other in a theater. I still can’t watch Lilo & Stitch without remembering her bobbing head going down on my dick in that nearly empty theater. Oh the memories.

[MF] Rainy Day

When I got up that morning, it was raining extremely hard; looking out my window it was almost as if there was a wall of water coming from the sky. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed in the distance. Normally I’d hope that a storm this bad would get school cancelled; but today, I hoped for the opposite. For today was the day I’d finally worked up enough courage to talk to the hottest girl in the school.

Camilla Mackenzie was a well known slut around school; she had perfect tits, that were just large enough to avoid being disgusting; in addition she always wore seductive clothing, and it was rumored that she’d fucked every guy, and most of the girls, in the high school. Even the teachers.

My virgin ass, of course, knew that wasn’t quite true. It was closing in on the end of my senior year, and I was kind of desperate to have sex; in addition, I (Along with the rest of the school, probably), had had a crush for Camilla for years and years; I very vaguely remember her giving me a chaste kiss in elementary school, but I could have just made that up in my head. I’d never had the balls to approach her. But that would change today. I grabbed an umbrella and my bags, and headed out the door to catch my bus.

Starla’s Sex Journal 7/1/17 — 13/3/17; [Fm][non-fic][interracial][exh][oral][reluc]

7/1/17

Sometimes, I wish I were a lesbian. It would make my life very simple. Sometimes, the right boy who comes along will fuck your life all the way up, and you know it. You know what they want, and you know what they’ll do and say to get it. Just, sometimes, on the right day, you want the same.

Like Mark, my little sacrificial virgin. Nothing little about him, actually. Fit guy, caramel skin, ten million dollar smile. I didn’t believe him when he told me that he was a virgin. He said he was a late bloomer.

I met him at a freshman party I was misled into, and he was the first person there to not make me feel gross and ancient. He looked like he was just excited to actually be talking with a girl. He was very bad at being smooth. Adorably so. I mean, I can’t fault the guy for being passionate about political science. I just wasn’t sure how to tell him, “Hey. It’s okay. You’ve already made it into my pants,” without coming off as a slut.

(f)antasy about my domineering boss has been running around in my head lately [reluc]

Hey, I’m a 20-year old girl who can’t shake these fantasies out of my head. I guess I’ll start with the first one:
I have a boss who is a nationally ranked athlete, so obviously he’s really talented. His determination and focus is really sexy and even from my first interview for my job with him I could definitely feel a spark. He always stares at me really intensely, like he has full control over me or would cut me in half. It’s very hot.

The next time I had an interview with him, he showed me different exercises to show to the kids and talked with me on a park bench about my work schedule. This was all fun but then a fly flew by my leg and he reached out to catch it, peeking at the end of my skirt. The quick motion of him catching a fly and then staring intently at my body, even for a split second was enough to give me shivers. If he’d advanced on me in that moment, I don’t know what I would have done.

Nudity Retreat Humiliation [Fdom] [Hum] [Fm] [Exh] [Reluc]

I had just turned 21 and I was enjoying the sun at the Sierra Diabla Adult Nudist Retreat, partially to work on my tan, but mostly to try to overcome my shyness at being nude.

As I became familiar with my surroundings, I noticed that the retreat was pretty busy with a higher ratio of women to men; just then my thoughts were interrupted as a hand slapped my bare ass.

I whirled around and was shocked to see Sharon, a sexy cougar that had been my neighbor next to my childhood home. Sharon was a petite-yet busty 5’4” African-American woman with wide sexy blue eyes that seemed to smile at me, those same eyes that smiled mischievously when she’d caught me staring at her years ago while she was sunbathing.

“I thought I recognized that sexy booty !” Sharon said smiling; not having expected to see anyone I knew, I immediately felt self-conscious about my nudity.

“Give me a hug baby” Sharon said as she advanced and hugged me, my cock making contact against her warm, oiled skin and becoming half-hard as her hands slid down my back and playfully squeezed the cheeks of my ass.

Emma Watson Was Late for the Golden Globes [Str8][celeb][blkmail][voy][reluc]

I actually found this prompt via another subreddit, but took a little too long to get around to writing it. Enjoy.

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*Prelude*

“Bloody hell!” Emma Watson hisses as she walks into the gas station convenience store. She was late for the Golden Globes, currently in the process of missing the red carpet, and if her driver didn’t route them properly, she might also miss the award she up for, not that she had any hope of winning, but that, at least, she was resigned to. And now she had to sue the loo, desperately so, which was how her driver somehow got turned around, off the highway, and into area that could barely be called a neighborhood. The place was basically deserted, but the lights were on.

She glanced down at her white dress, short for an awards gown, but still presentable. Thw white of the dressed gleamed in the flourescents as she clicked in her heels over the pavement toward the entrance. Her breasts bounced with each step, free under the front of the dress, tied with a big bow at her collar. The dress was more or less backless but for a narrow stip of fabric that prevented her ass from falling out. She couldn’t have worn a bra if she wanted to, and the designer was adamant that nipple tape would show through the fabric. Instead, as she walked into the shop, her nipples hardened in the blasting AC, and in the brighter light, you could almost see her nipples. “The paparazzi are going to love that.” She thought, grimly.

Giantess Lammy X Parappa: Big-Step-Sisterly Fuckery and Giantess Toriel X Asriel: Motherly Fuckery [Fanfictions][mF][MMFF][Fsub][Fdom][Str8][Bi][anal][bd][bdsm][bst][buk][celeb][fantasy][huml][inc][mast][Mdom][Msub][nc][oral][prost][reluc][sm][voy][shrinking][MindCont][BrainFucking]

Basically, these two are some of the absolute nastiest shit you’ll ever read in fanfiction, but the satire is so freaking hilarious and the writing quality so top-notch that it somehow makes up for it anyway.

Without spoiling anything about them, I can say with confidence that if you ever wanted to see Parappa The Rapper nakedly crawling around on the external surface of Um Jammer Lammy’s brain like Spider-Man and fucking every last square inch of it (as well as a whole multitude of other similarly hilariously wretched and disgusting things including but not limited to characters being gang-raped by the horrifically deformed Amalgamates from Undertale), you’ve come to the right place.

*”MY FUCKING LIFE…” Alphys cried, pouring the remaining contents of her bleach bottle into her favorite beaker and drinking it like a boss*

[FM] Massaged And Fucked My Widowed Second Sister

My second cousin sister’s name is Vasavi. She lives in Hyderabad with her in-laws along with her daughter and son.

One day, I went to visit her to know her wellness. She was surprised to see me. She hugged me and said, good to see you which I didn’t anticipate that she would do that. That was the first time when she hugged me.

She welcomed me into her house asking how is everything going on my side and all other casual talks. I was waiting to see my niece, nephew and her in-laws. I asked about them, she told me that they have gone to some temple altogether which is very far and might return late night.

I asked her why didn’t you go along with them, she said she is having some back pain and it would trouble her some more if she’s gone. Honestly, I never had intentions of having sex with her.

But she has toned her body by following some diet. She doesn’t even look like 38 years old lady. She is very fair. She would look like a sister to her daughter.

Neck [M/F + F]

You were at the door by the time I groggily registered your kiss goodbye and your squeeze on the nape of my neck. I got up from my tea, just caught up as you were ready to go, to kiss you back. “Have a good day,” I croaked and you laughed, and winked and smiled. “You too,” you said, and closed the door behind you.

I was writing through a knotty section with the afternoon sun on my back when I noticed. The warmth of our kisses had faded away, but the feeling of your fingers lingered like a cat perched all day on my shoulders. I leaned into my chair, loosened up, sent you a text, and tried a new line of attack.

Oh shit, I thought, as I looked up from my work and realised you’d be home soon. Our fridge was a mess but I could turn the leftovers into something passable. Half an hour later, giving the pan a good, last toss, I heard your key in the lock, the door open, your slouch against our closet. I turned the heat off and walked over to you. As I held you, you leaned into me. “Long day at the office, huh?” I asked into your hair; “So many meetings I didn’t need to be in,” you said as you mussed up mine. You turned your head to show me the gleam in your eyes was back, and then you pulled me in for a kiss.