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Cabin in the woods

This is another story I wrote a good while back and since my SO really enjoyed it when i showed it to her, I decided to post it here, enjoy!

Jeff and Stacy both were planning to do a weekend escape from all the mundane things surrounding them. But they just seemed to not find the time to do it.

Until one day Jeff came home…

“We’re going somewhere this weekend, just the two of us”

“So be sure to pack everything you need, we’re going to a cabin, and we’re staying for a couple of days.”

They continued they days as normal until the weekend was almost there.

Finally on Friday morning they had everything packed and in the car as they started to drive away.

They both took that particular Friday off just to get early to the cabin.

The cabin was set in a very remote location, and after a long drive, they had to leave the car behind and had to hike about 3km with all their luggage.

One of the Boys [mt (ftm-trans)] [reluctance]

*Disclaimer: this story features a FTM-transgender main character interacting with people who ignore or otherwise disrespect that status, and it’s not a story meant to accurately depict what it’s like to be trans. I don’t condone this behavior in real life. If you don’t want to read about it, you’ve been warned.*

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“*You* want to be on the football team?” The principle asked incredulously.

 

“Yes!” I quickly and angrily responded.

 

“Ooo-kay, why are you talking to me about it?”

 

“Because the coaches won’t let me sign up for the team because I’m still marked as a girl in the school system, despite the past month of requesting it be changed.”

 

“Err, well, my office hasn’t received any requests for that. It’s also, highly irregular. To be frank, I’m not even sure how I would do that.” The old man said.

 

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” I said with a biting attitude.

 

“Young La-” The principle cleared his throat. “Young man, what makes you think you walk into my office and tell me what to do?” Read more »

She was ungrateful for her rescue but didn’t object to her body becoming hostage to my will (Mf)

The lobster is delicious, freshly caught from the bay. My villa is cooler this time of year but I’m not one to complain after the torturous months of intense heat. My Patek strikes 9pm as the wind sifts through the trees overhead and the sound of our forks hitting the plates rings out across the patio. Cyndi Mason, a girl with dreams bigger than her station is sitting at the opposite end of my long table, anger wrought across her face.

She had been sniffing around the accounts far too much for the big boss’s liking. It was one thing to have some press curiosity, but this girl was tenacious and of course that was not good for business, it wasn’t good for him, it wasn’t good for me, it wasn’t good for the whole operation. So I intervened.

Of course, nothing would have been so complicated if I hadn’t developed some feelings for her. Intelligent, brave and a whole bundle of energy designed for a hundred women wrapped into one. She was a tall girl, dark olive skin, heavy black curls set against her gentle features, a fiery and full bodied American Latina. Wearing one of the Saint Laurent cocktail dresses I had spare in my wardrobe. Read more »

Accidental Voyeur- Hot couple is discreetly observed by accidental voyeur. [40+FM] [[Peeping] [wet]

Last weekend I had the most incredible experience without participating myself. Saturday morning I woke up at six and went out for my normal run, pausing at the lake and watching the sunrise, what a beautiful day! As I came back through home stretch I cooled off, thinking about a nice how shower. I quickly ducked inside, and washed, threw on bra and panties and a robe. Ah, coffee and the newspaper, just the way to round off my morning before I got started!

I glanced up when movement caught my eye and saw the neighbors in their backyard. My deck is elevated, but I was hidden from view by the siding, and I had a great view of their backyard. I really didn’t know these neighbors, they had only moved in a few weeks before and we had never really been introduced.

Laura and John are an attractive couple, John left the army a few years before and had stayed in great shape. He is packed from head to toe with muscle, his shorts and tank top left nothing to the imagination. It looked like they had already showered and were packing up to head to the beach. John’s tanned body looked stunning, good definition and nice bulging muscles. And then there was this very nice bulge in his shorts! Oh my. Read more »

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twelve – The Feast

Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, magic, spank, unif, voy

It was October 30th, and the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students were going to arrive later in the afternoon for a feast and the introduction into the Triwizard Tournament. Fred and George Weasley had been very careful not to use the Spellbook of Desires too much since they had re-acquired it from Draco Malfoy. In fact, they hadn’t used it on another person at all, mainly because some of the teachers, including Professor Dumbledore, were becoming suspicious. The several sexual related cautions and sightings had increased dramatically since the start of the school year, and as the Triwizard Cup approached, they had become vigilant in finding the root of the source. Professor Dumbledore had, after fucking Hermione Granger, decided to tell the teachers to be on the lookout for a book containing explicit and dangerous sexual spells. He of course made no mention of his erotic experience with Hermione, who was obviously under the influence of a powerful sexual spell. It is under these circumstances that Fred and George Weasley had taken extra precautions; precautions which would take the focus off of them, while seriously increasing their pocket gold. Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes were about to become a lot more popular in the weeks to come, and Fred and George were sure that their business would be booming like never before. Read more »

[MF] [wife] [cs] [cuck] AM I BEING CUCKOLDED? – Is my wife cuckolding me? Or is it just my imagination?

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I guess my story starts 2 years ago when my wife, Rebecca, got a 3-day part-time job for a company based in Chicago. It was a wonderful opportunity for her and it was an exciting time for both of us. However, we live about 100 miles away from Chicago which made it very difficult for her to take the job, but eventually, she negotiated a deal where she could work 1 day at home which meant that to save her a long, difficult and early commute, she would spend 1 night a week in Chicago in a hotel. She was so excited about the job, we both were, that 1 night away seemed just a small sacrifice.

So, for almost 6 months, Rebecca spent 2 days in Chicago and we spent that night apart. For the most part, we were okay about that. I know she used to get down about being away from home and I did miss her. But the real truth was that actually I quite looked forward to that night because it meant that I was free to do whatever I wanted. And what I wanted to do was masturbate whilst looking at porn on the internet. Read more »

Punishing My Mistake [MF] [CNC]

My mistake was in thinking I was replaceable. I laugh now. What a joke it is. I squint against the headlights reflecting off the rear view. He’s following too close again. This is the 11th time we’ve done this and he still thinks I’m going to run away. Or maybe this is just part of the game for him. Makes it seem more real. Not necessary. I don’t think I could hate him more.

That’s the point of it all, of course. To punish myself for thinking I mattered. For thinking I was special. Nothing reminds you how insignificant you are more than submitting to the abuse of a man that you despise. I approach the turn and flip on my blinker out of habit. Of course it’s not needed, we’re the only two cars out here tonight. He always chooses the location perfectly. Read more »