Tag: Straight

Becoming Daddy’s little butt-slut PT.II [FM]

*FYI this story takes place after PT.I – separate stories, but link in comments you’re interested*

At this time in my life, I moved back in with my parents because I wanted to save some money for a bit. After my last date with Daddy (aka “D”), he told me to expect a surprise package in the mail.

Inside the package He sent was an 8″ dildo, nipple clamps, ben wa balls (cuz I previously mentioned I wanted to try them), lube and a set of plugs. I sent daddy a pic in my new clamps, and was so excited to try everything in the pkg. Even the plugs! They were bubblegum pink, silicone, and came in 3 different sizes. Daddy also told me he would be coming to visit me again in a month, and sent me a to-do list till then. (Some of my daily tasks included: writing His name above my pussy, wearing a plug everyday, edging for 30min with the plug, and i was only allowed to wear skirts/dresses.) He told me that my main goal was to be able to fit the largest plug inside me before his next visit. Read more »

I ate my step-daughter out in the shower [MF] [Incest?] [Cheating] [LONG]

This is a story involving me and my step-daughter. It’s a true story in which I’ve changed a few facts as to ensure no one can figure out the true people. If you just want to get to the juicy stuff just start at ***The Event***. Yes, I know what I did. Yes, I am still conflicted. I don’t need or care about your opinions on my morality.

***Backstory***

I married my wife when her oldest daughter was around 15 and we had a lot of problems with her and not much of a relationship as stepfather / daughter. I’m not defending myself or giving reasons why it’s ok what happened, just context.

Once, when she was 17, I had to fix her laptop because it had frozen. Once I killed the offending process it unfroze and I happened to notice one of the tabs was Literotica and it was on the incest section. I just minimized and ignored it as a whatever, she didn’t like me so who knows what it was. Plus it’s my wife’s kid so…ignore it. Right before she left the house for good, she started wearing skimpier clothes to bed and would make it a point to come out in the living room and “show off” before bed. I always thought she was trying to test out her mom to see when she would tell her to put clothes on and stuff, which sometimes she would. Read more »

I had an affair with my hot aunt [MF] our first time

I’m currently mid-30’s and I’ve had a lot of pretty wild experiences. This is probably one of the worst (and best) things I’ve ever done. So anyway, here it goes: Back in college, I had an affair with my hot aunt. For real. My uncle’s wife (she’s not my blood relative).

About me: I’m 5’10” with a lean build. I ran cross country in high school and I kept at it semi-regularly so I’ve always been in good shape. I’ve been called handsome more than once, but honestly I think women tend to like me simply because I can exude confidence and charm without coming off like a dick. I think I appear like a nice, button-up guy, but the truth is that I have always secretly harbored a voracious sexual appetite. To be honest, I’ve always struggled with this dual nature of my personality. I can be a good, caring, supportive husband, and then go secretly fuck my married co-worker in a hotel during lunch break. I enjoy my little adventures, but I do feel conflict and guilt about it quite often. Particularly this one. Read more »

Don’t Waste a Drop: A New Hucow Joins the Farm! (Hucows, Harem, Pregnancy, Lactation, Exhibitionism)

[Third Installment](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/j59jne/dont_wast_a_drop_a_happy_hucow_breakfast/)

Schlick, PLAP! Schlick, PLAP! “Unnnnn! D-do… Harder!” SLAP! “UNNNNG!” Sounds of a fat cock going in and out of of a wet hucow, and said woman moaning as she was put through her paces filled the room. Justine looked back, a breathless smile on her face as Joe gave it to her just the way she loved. She wiggled her hips then shoved them back against him while she tightened up her muscles, the big farmer gave a grunt and his thrusts stuttered for a moment before speeding up. And that was all enough to let her know she was having the desired effect on the man.

Breakfast was over and it was time for work. Namely upping production of the milk that made the Troyer Hucow Farm famous. Justine was heavily pregnant, and her heavy full breasts were even now attached to a pump in the middle of the room. It was a fairly large pump, almost three times the size of the small one that every hucow owned for when they couldn’t wait to get emptied properly. Every girl had scheduled milking time, and that milking would coincide with draining Joe’s “heavy equipment”. Everyone on the farm worked, and they all enjoyed their jobs. Read more »

Hope and Chains – Part 1

Hello all! I’m new to this, and to this subreddit. Still figuring out formatting. Hope you like it!
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The trip took three days. Three days and two nights of being chained to a wagon, walking alongside during the day and sleeping underneath at night. When Rin sighted a large settlement in the distance, smoke rising from many fires and yelling to pick up their pace was evidence that this was their likely destination. Looking at her captor, who had never supplied her with his name, Rin glared at the memory of her brothers being dragged to the edge of their homestead, of hearing their final pleas for mercy. The raiding band was no more than twenty warriors, but they had been more than enough to reduce her former village to ashes. The women had been lined up and judged. Rin was young, twenty two by her best guess, and her womanhood was obvious even in her plainclothes. Because her father had died when she was young she had managed to avoid marriage, preferring life in the family home to the unknown treatment of an arranged husband. A husband that might have taken her away from this fate, or protected her, or bargained for her freedom as others had been able to do. Promises of gold and tribute had secured the release of other women. Not Rin. Read more »

Mingling in Medellin [MF]

It was about 1:00am when I was awoken from my slumber by a guitar riff. Us millennials may be familiar with the same riff from the Trick Daddy track “Lets Go.” This however was Ozzy Osbournes Crazy Train, the dedicated ringtone I had assigned to Crazy Uncle George. I answered the phone still half asleep to an excitable voice on the other end.

“Hey kid, how do you feel about an all expenses paid trip to South America, Luci and I are hitting Europe.”

[*Ok. Hold the bus. Let’s pause for a second. I should probably introduce Crazy Uncle George before I go any further. Uncle George used to live 10 minutes down the road from me with his wife Sarah. Sarah was a narcissist. The narcissists narcissist, moody, whiney and an all-around cold-hearted bitch. George; great guy, funny, charming, would have given Sarah his last Rolo. One day George had put up with his last mood swing from Sarah and disappeared off the face of this earth. This guy didn’t ghost his wife, he ghosted his entire existence. Rumours went around that he’d went to America or died while hunting Rhino-hunters in South Africa. Nobody knew. That was until he sent us a picture of him with his new wife Luciana in Colombia. Turns out he’d travelled South America, fell in love and settled in Medellin where he set up his own property business, renting out condos. Now, lets rewind. Back to the story.*] Read more »

[FF] [lesbian] [wives] – BI_NAVY WIVES – this is a little hardcore guys. Some would say a handful ;)

I am a bisexual woman, in my late twenties, with a predilection for straight women. To me, the most exciting sex is with an attractive woman who thinks lesbian love is wrong, but whose sexual desires drive her to it.

Three months ago a naval officer and his wife moved next door. He promptly left on what I came to find out was a five-month assignment at sea. His wife also works, but was obviously lonely. I brought her into my circle of

friends to help her feel at home in her new neighborhood.

Her name is Claire, and she’s about five foot seven, with long, shapely legs and a round, sexy ass. Red, lustrous hair reaches down to her shoulders, which are very broad. I think her breasts are perfect; they are only an A-cup, but are shaped like classic champagne glasses and have large, pronounced nipples.

**Working out…**

Being fitness oriented, I soon had her going to aerobics class with me and working out. This came to be my tool for introducing Claire to the pleasures of female love. Read more »

Letters to Daddy, part 2

Letters to Daddy, part 2

There’s a helplessness in the way I hunger for you. An unquashable, unrelenting emptiness. And this patience feels like profound deprivation. Mind, body and spirit ache. My consciousness starved, begging to be nourished, knowing no manna compares to the sustenance that your care of me would provide.

I break away from desperate musings and lustful yearning, stream-of-consciousness type pleading with my mental version of you, redirecting my mind back to visualising the scene that saturates my dreams, and bedsheets.

It’s our fifth date, and we’ve discussed each and every kink, fantasy and aspect of our temperaments to oblivion. Each fear I have, each curiousity , and every shameful confession. I have no secrets around you, I can’t have secrets around you. Your spell on me leaves no room for pretense.

I still hear your resolution, every word imprinted on the darkest recesses of my wretched mind.

“I need to teach you, sweetheart. You keep talking about what you want, requirements shifting slightly every time. You know why they shift? Because you don’t really know. But I can work with that. I’m a good teacher. And you….”, you paused, your hand gently moving a strand of hair from my face…”you will be a shining student. Teacher’s pet.” My sex burned at the last word- clit throbbing, panties slick. I wanted to scream to hear it again. Read more »

[F+/M+, college, exh, org] DIRTY CHEERLEADERS COME CLEAN – College cheerleaders find out that the shower in their locker room is broken. However, the shower in the boy’s locker room works…

There were five of us on our college cheerleading squad.

We were really working up a sweat practicing all afternoon, while the football team was doing their practice, too. We all finished up at about the same time, and we girls hit the locker room.

Just then, our coach informed us that the showers didn’t work! We were drenched in sweat and desperately needed to get clean and fresh. “Well, the boys’ shower works across the hall. I’m sure they won’t mind,” she replied in fun, then left the locker room. We could hear the running water across the way.

“I’m almost ready to do it, I’m so sweaty!” said Paulette. “Well, why not?” replied Monica. “Why not? I’m not showering with a bunch of guys!” I said.

Monica turned to me and said “Well, you can do what you want, but I’m gonna get clean anyway I know-how. Besides, aside from a couple of minor body differences, we’re all the same, so what’s the big deal? Come on, Red, you got nothing to be ashamed of.”

My nickname was “Red” because of my red hair and freckles against my pale, white skin. Read more »

Chatting with my cousin on Skype. [MF]

This is part two of my affair with my cousin Amanda. For full context you should probably read part one. I didn’t think I would be writing these but it helps to get it off my chest, and people seem to like it. Enjoy!

I had been thinking about calling her for 4 months. I had put it off for too long. I had just started seeing a girl I’ll call Karen. She and I met on plenty of fish. I started the profile a few weeks after my time at the cottage with Amanda. After all I had just lost my virginity at 19. I was feeling a little bit of a confidence boost. Karen was a year older and went to my highschool, although we never even crossed paths there.

We had sex on our first date. She took me back to her place and explained that she was just looking for something casual. It was a convenient arrangement. We would meet once or twice a week for dinner, go back to her place and she would fuck me. Always in missionary after I would go down on her. I would leave in the morning. It was good at the time, but I was still thinking of Amanda. Read more »