Mrs. Dubois and The Babysitter [Lesbian] – Early Christmas story about middle-aged housewife and teen babysitter

It was late on a Saturday morning and the curses and banging noises she heard coming from the living room were clue enough for Karen Dubois that her husband Adam had risen at long last.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, she heaved a long suffering sigh.

It was hardly surprising that he should have slept in so late considering how long they’d stayed at that Christmas party the night before, or that he should be feeling more than a little under the weather this morning what with how much he’d had to drink. Getting him a glass of tap water and a bottle of the strongest painkillers they kept in the house, she headed for the next room to see what was left of her spouse.

As she walked into the room, she was expecting to find him sprawled in a limp heap in his favorite chair with all of the lamps switched off and the blinds drawn against the glare of morning sunlight reflecting off the blanket of snow outside. Adam would be moaning and groaning over the hangover he simply had to be suffering through, she was certain, and would be vehemently swearing off booze for probably the hundredth time. Karen was stopped in her tracks though when she found a surprising scene.

I [F] took a dick in the ass for a PS5

My friend’s ex-boyfriend from years ago that I still follow on Instagram managed to pre-order two PS5s and he posted about it on his IG story. I thought that it was kinda unfair when so many people didn’t even get one. I had wanted to get one for my little brother for Christmas, he plays video games a lot, and he lets me play on his PS4 sometimes when I go back to my family’s home. (I particularly liked Spider-Man and Crash Bandicoot. He taught me the controls to FIFA as well but I always lose against him lol.) I’ll admit part of me wanted it just so I could play games on it for a month before I give it to my brother at Christmas.

I replied to the IG story saying, “I would seriously do anything for one of them,” wondering if he would interpret it sexually. If not then it was fine, if he did but he wasn’t down to give it away for a fuck I could play it off cool, and if he was down to fuck then perfect.

The Deer Blind [MF]

I finally was able to convince my wife to come with me to my deer blind one Saturday afternoon during Michigan’s deer season. This is late November in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, and my blind is actually a comfy one, think a portable heater and enough space for 2-3 people—not a tree stand lol. It was cold outside, and we have about a 3/4 mile walk from the house to where my blind is at the back of our property. We do dress in warm clothing, as it is windy and just finished raining.
Once we get to the blind, we get everything arranged, and she is sitting slightly behind me to my right, as there was a pond on that side and she wasn’t going to be shooting this night. In about 15 minutes the blind was nice and warm thanks to the Buddy heater warming it up. We take our jackets and hunting pants off, left both in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. Heres a good spot to tell you about us. My wife, she is 32 blonde, with large tits that have amazing nipples. I am 34, black hair, and have a average dick and body…
After we are in our sweats, I begin to watch for deer, and my wife begins to read. She always reads the romance novels, the once with cheesy covers and are borderline erotica. She props up her feet on my chair, sitting sideways in hers, and gets comfy. She stays like this for a while, then begins to rub her foot on my arm. Her feet are her trigger. If I rub them, almost a guarantee for sex that night. I take her socks off and begin to gently caress her feet, first on the top, then the soles. My thumbs then knead her soles firmly and get her squirming, I can tell she is loving this. A few small moans escape her mouth when I massage her achilles area, and move up her calf, squeezing as I go. My hand continues up to her thigh, and they slowly part, and as I get higher, I feel the heat coming from her pussy. I then trace my fingers around the outside of her lips on her panties, then go all the way back to her feet and rub some more. Her breathing is now deep and quickens the closer I get to her pussy.
After doing this loop up and down her legs many times, when I get to her panties, I now feel the wetness of how turned on she is. I move her panties to the side and begin to run my fingers up and down her wet slit slowly, going in circles once I get to the too near her clit. She is gripping her chair tightly and moaning softly with each time I touch her clit. My fingers go into her slit easily, getting her juices on them to now rub her clit easier. I stay at the top, focusing only on her clit, and soon she begins to move her pelvis into me, rocking it up and down, grinding it into my fingers. She then moans louder, clamping her legs on my hand, and begins to cum hard. I feel the spasms of her muscles and the wetness all come from her pussy.
When she comes down from her bliss, she then stands up, and walks in front of me and kneels down. She slides my sweats down, and my hard dick pops out, standing straight up. Her hand begin slowly working their way up and down my dick, slowly twisting, while her other is gently massaging my balls. She bends over and gently runs her soft tongue over the head, then slides it down the underside of my shaft to my balls and begins to tongue them. She gies back up and takes my entire dick into her mouth, sucking hard on her way back up. Her hand is also pumping slowly under her mouth, giving me more stimulation. My hands go through her hair, gently then firmly pulling it. She continues bobbing up and down, slow then fast, sucking and not, until she has me close to cumming. I tell her I’m getting close, which makes her go even faster, pumping her hand with her mouth, sucking hard each time she comes up. One more time and I begin to cum, and she stops moving, taking it all into her mouth where she swallows it all. After she gives me a few clean-up licks, she comes up and gives me a big kiss, and then goes back to her chair and opens her book.
Thanks for reading, hope you all enjoyed this as much as I did!!

Hannah’s Desires

This is one of our first spin off short stories based on a minor character from one of our books, we hope you enjoy it….

Hannah pulled up outside her block of flats, her heart was racing. She grabbed her bag off of the passenger seat, opened the door, stepped out and slammed it shut. Locking the car she charged inside, through the small lobby without checking the mailbox and hammered the button for the elevator. She was in no mood to wait now, having already waited another two agonising hours after they had left while the remaining customers drank, ate and laughed. She had quickly tidied up then shouted a goodbye to her boss before racing away in her car. She had considered stopping in a layby on the way but had been put off by the number of cars she had seen in it. She had been curious why there were so many there at well past midnight but dismissed it quickly.

Submit the Demons (ch. 5)

The scroll was made to be a pretty basic scroll, but it was like a whole new world for me. It described how to really use cum when fucking or just doing anything. The first step was to leave a strand of your will in your cum, that way you can make everyone you fucked submit to you. Before I was just lucky to get cum addicted succubi, but if I would have gotten any other race, I wouldn’t be so happy right now.

To get to that point, I had to move my conciousness into my balls, where it can mix with my cum, but there’s the risk of my cum taking over my conciousness by doing this. If that happens, I’ll turn into an animal that only lives for fucking.

Saleswomen try on lingerie so a man can see how they’d look on his wife [MF] [NSFW]

The personal shopper tapped her pencil against her clipboard.

“Ok, Mr. Davis, I have your orders for the suits, the shoes- both the oxfords and wing tips- and the cashmere sweaters. And your wife already ordered the sequin gown, the pencil skirt, and the Ralph Lauren button-down shirts. Is there anything else you’d like to get her for your trip to the Hamptons? Maybe a gift just for fun?”

Mr. Davis thought for a minute.

“We just got our new fall line of lingerie, and we have gorgeous pieces. Would you like to see them?”

“That’s not a bad idea,” replied Mr. Davis. “I could surprise her after dinner next Friday.”

“Perfect!” The saleswoman turned to her assistant. “Get Gretchen and Jessica to come model a few of these, please. So that he can picture what they’d look like on his wife.”

A few minutes later everyone was ready. Gretchen walked into the room wearing heels and a silky robe. She removed the robe to reveal a red, lace teddy. She walked confidently in a straight line past Mr. Davis, and back again. He slowly looked down and up her body.

The Streak [Exhibitionism]

*“Oh my God, Em. Guess who I just got an e-mail from?”*

Em knew her roommate Cecily loved to make her blush. So when Cecily posed this question slowly, giggling on the common room couch, Em assumed it was from a dirty pen pal. She expected Cecily to read some erotic poetry from their Shakespeare professor, or show her a .jpg of some dining hall worker’s erection (the stress of finals week had a tendency to make everyone horny – even the townies).

Em closed her laptop, and played dumb. “Is it from our RA?”

Cecily, clearly enjoying her roommate’s ignorance, smiled devilishly, “It’s from the streaking team.”

Em, try as she might to contain it, felt the color rise in her face. She knew all about the college’s varsity streaking team. She and her extended family had watched them, and their bouncing body parts, make their annual sprint across campus on Accepted Students Day. Her mother, a good Christian Baptist from Georgia, was predictably horrified. Her grandmother, from her less-conservative father’s side of the family, had howled with laughter. For Em, seeing the display of skin was secretly the reason she had decided on Ryder College that day. She saw the buoyancy with which these students flaunted their bodies – in such sharp relief with her literally “buttoned-up” upbringing.

21[M] First Gay Experience

My whole life I’ve considered myself straight and have had girlfriends. The only experience I’ve had with another guy was a few drunk make outs. This past semester I decided to live by myself.

The last few girls I’ve gotten with, I wasn’t as turned on and had troubles staying hard. It made me curious about being with another guy. I always get turned on watching gay porn and surfing gay Reddit pages. I decided to give Tinder a shot to maybe find a guy to hookup with.

My experiences on Tinder weren’t great at first. I had a few conversations and flirted a little but was always too afraid to actually meet up. I matched with a much older guy in his 40s who messaged me right away with a long paragraph about just wanting a friends with benefits. It was Sunday afternoon and I was pretty horny so I told him sure and said I could host. I told him to bring condoms and lube since I didn’t have any.

Bee Porn Movie

“Silence!”
The Queen clamored throughout the beehive. After the load scream there was a deafening silence, the load constant buzzing stopped instantly. Thousands of bees all faced towards their Queen, dying to know what she was going to say, plus hundreds of thousands more bees watching silently from their homes.
The male bee only knew two things in life, work and listening to the Queen. After all, she gave life to all and without her everything they know would be nonexistent.
“It is now time for the monthly fertilization ceremony! You know what that means, one of you shall be picked to die for your Queen!”
Surprisingly the bees all cheered. That’s because this isn’t any death, bees die when having sex so the chosen bee will die fucking the Queen! There is no greater death imaginable in bee culture. On top of that the Queen is fit as fuck (and the only female in their society).

This is Not a Collar [MF][fantasy][gentle femdom][gfd][long][plot][wholesome][teasing][feels][banter][happy sex]

*I sometimes drop lengthy, character driven fantasy bits here. The characters in this have an entire backstory that you don’t need to know, but you can sleuth it out in my profile. This whole thing is just an indulgent chunk of playful, teasing femdom. Will probably also drop an indulgent chunk of playful, teasing maledom soon, for a balanced diet.*

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**Harmen.**

Urstad was a small castle, but scenic: its dark walls sprang from a low, wooded mountaintop, fastened down with plentiful ivy. An elevated courtyard in its southeastern corner had been an important military overlook, but only really served as a viewing terrace nowadays – for the mighty Kingdom of Harmen had enjoyed peace within its borders for many decades. You could sit down on a lichen-covered stone bench, among the lichen-covered statues and lichen-covered arches and lichen-covered trees, and watch the great river flow idly through the plain far below.

The young Lady Eularia – the castle lord’s daughter – was doing precisely that, with no ulterior motive whatsoever, when suddenly the peace of the courtyard was disturbed by quick steps and a frantic rustle of a gown. Eularia barely had the time to scowl before her sister, Adalina, leapt over the bench from behind and plopped down by her side.