Pyramid Story [mf][fmmm][public][exhibition][voyeur][semi-cuckold][masturbation][nsfw]

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**Pyramid Story:**

*Where am I? How did I end up here? Who are all these people?
I found myself in a crowded hall of sorts, with no knowledge of how I’d reached here, or where here was. I couldn’t recall my purpose prior to this moment, nor any future plans. It was as if I was present in a moment which had no past or future. I existed only here.*

My attention soon detracted from my existential musings, to my surroundings. I seemed to be inside some grand pyramid-like structure, with large halls extending away in four directions. I found myself near the top of a pyramid of stairs, in the middle of these grand halls, surrounded by a crowd. Each hall seemed to be a theatre, with a stage and a screen in the distance. Square pillars, ornately decorated with symbols I could not recognise, extended along the edges of the pyramid I stood upon, towards the stages of each hall. The ceilings were so high, revealing the scale of the majestic structure we were all within. Music and the noise of the crowd echoed through the halls.

Waking Nightmares (MF) (Rape, demon, throat-fuck)

**Premise: A 20-old college student suffering from sleep paralysis receives strange advice from a Wiccan friend about her problem, and decides to put it to the test. Unfortunately, her supposed friend’s advice turns out to be worse than she could have possibly imagined…**

[For reference, here’s an image showing roughly what the antagonist looks like.](https://knowyourmeme.com/photos/1503331-sleep-paralysis-demon)

Sarah Green slowly lied down in her bunk bed. Feeling exhausted- there had been three different quizzes earlier that day- she pulled up the covers. Despite being tired, she couldn’t help but feel a bit hopeful. If what her friend had told her worked this night, she would be rid of a problem that had plagued her for her entire life.

Sarah’s first experience with sleep paralysis had took place when she was only a child. When it happened, a strange dark figure had walked into her room and ran his hands over her face, all the while whispering strange things into her ears. When she asked her mother, she was told that this happened to everyone in her family. As she grew older, the encounters turned from a rare nightmare into something that took place almost once every week.

A Haze Of Insecurity [FemalePoV][FF][ENF][Dubious Consent][Masturbation]

I strode away from the Dean’s office, his words still ringing in my mind. Too many fuck-ups, too many skipped classes, too many ‘flagrant displays of disrespect’; one conclusion. I had too much time on my hands.

His ultimatum had been clear. Join one of the university clubs, attend every event for the entire semester, throw myself into something productive. Be a *good* girl. Or get kicked out. Permanently.

Expulsion wasn’t an option, so I pushed my way into the student centre, charged up the stairs to the activities office, barged in and found myself staring at a small man sitting behind a cheap looking desk. A nameplate in front of him read: Jeffrey.

“Name?” he said. His voice was high pitched and nasal. I wondered if something about bureaucracy caused that. Maybe it just helped you get hired. Cause and effect could be so difficult to pin down.

“Elizabeth.”

“And why are you here, Elizabeth?”

“Clubs. I need to join one.”

“My my, I’m afraid we have little left at this late stage. Already weeks into the semester, yes? Everything is full, see?” He indicated a stack of papers with his hand, as if it proved a point.

Broken Window [Mt][age][incest][sissification]

This is a first rough draft so any input would be welcome.
                                                                   Disclaimer : This content was created by an adult, exclusively for adults. Any reference to an underage participant is intended purely as role-play
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Watching as she walks up from the street her long blond hair swaying in time with what I know to be a very tight and pert ass, there is an air of thrill. The window that was broken was a hassle to replace but the upside of having this slim just budding girl clean the pool all summer is worth it.

 

The doorbell rings, but I have already been there watching her. Still I wait a moment, can’t seem too eager, too excited.

“Hi, umm, so I’m here. My dad wants you to call and let him know I’m here and what chores I’ll be doing. You know… for breaking your window, again so sorry about that.”

 

The Hitchhiker with Three Nipples [M/M] [oral] [ass play] [paranormal] [rural]

I was out driving my truck around in the country one morning, meant to be meeting my buddy Harland over at his place to remove this big bastard snappin’ turtle that had bedded down in Harland’s neighbor’s pond. Harland bred show turtles, he’d done that for I don’t know how long. He’s still got a whole mess of them in these tanks all over his house. Some of ‘em are real nice. Well anyway, he ended up canceling on me, again.

I decided to go drive around anyway, since I was already out. So, I was taking my time on the old roads, corncob pipe in one hand, newspaper in the other, when I saw this hitchhiker, thumbing me down for a ride. I decided to stop as I wasn’t in any hurry, and this dude had a nice look about him. That of course means he had a bulge in his crotch I could see from a mile away. So, I pulled over and he threw his backpack and gear into the bed of the truck then hopped in beside me.

[M]y Bangkok Accidental Porno Story. The Racy Parts are at the End.

It’s unlikely that I’m the first person to enjoy the realization that our worst and most questionable decisions often gift us our most amusing memories. Speaking for myself, a strong contender for the dumbest thing I’ve ever done is also the funniest story I have to tell. But to clear something up straightaway, although my grandest personal fuckup happened in Bangkok and involved sex, it did not involve prostitutes.

In the spring of 2015, I worked for several months in a rural, mountain village in Northern India in the stunning, and always picturesque, arc of the Himalayas. Life in a rural village has many fine and recommendable qualities: 8-10 hours of sleep nightly (because everyone else goes to sleep around 10 pm), a healthy, nutritious diet of local foods, ample opportunity for outdoor exercise, and the list goes on.

One notable gap in this list of environmental pros, however, is nearly any chance to interact with the opposite sex. I’m a straight, unmarried male and was in my early 30s at the time. Naturally, an environment of social conservatism that frowns generally upon unmarried women even talking to men isn’t conducive to a satisfactory sex-life.

The night I [F] had sex with three different men

First off, this is a throwaway because I am married and my husband uses reddit, he doesn’t know much about what I got up to before we met and I’d like to keep it that way! This happened over 10 years ago now. I haven’t thought about it in a long time but my friend recently reminded me of what a mess the whole night was. It’s quite a funny story so I thought I’d share.

One Girl’s Hell… [NonCons] [Tentacle] [Futa] [Cumflation] [Lesbian] [Unnatural]

My entertainment for the night comes down from his orgasm, panting heavily with his still half erect cock lodged in my throat. I’m laying on the bed, saliva and other fluids from the rough face fucking spilling from my open mouth, dripping up my inverted head and dampening my hair. My back is pressed into the mattress, his hands firmly pushing me down throughout his climax, squeezing at my exposed breasts. One of my legs arches up, foot buried in a tangle of blankets, the other spreads across the bed dangling off the other side. The panties still covering my aching pussy are soaked, one of my hands beneath the silk material, two fingers buried inside the warmth. My other hand hangs loosely at the huffing man’s side, not really reaching out for anything in particular.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 22 [MF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 21 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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The sun shone sharp through the bare branches of the trees as Jarl stepped out of the Matrimancy building. He put his hand on the rough stones of the railing and took a deep breath.

“By the dead, I am tired.”

Sigrid grunted. Jarl looked sideways at his bodyguard. Then up at the glowing red sphere that encapsulated the College. It was brighter today than usual. He mostly forgot about it nowadays. He had asked Master Cerdic about once, but the old man had just stared at him, then given him the day off. He hadn’t asked since. But it was brighter today, wasn’t it?

“For one night I would just want to lay in Irese’s embrace once more. How long has it been since we’ve been to see her? A month? Two?”

Sigrid just shrugged. Jarl sighed. The woman seemed even more upset with him lately than usual. And she had not let him touch her a single time since that time with Mirja. By the seventh, that memory still made him hard.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 22 [MF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 21 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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The sun shone sharp through the bare branches of the trees as Jarl stepped out of the Matrimancy building. He put his hand on the rough stones of the railing and took a deep breath.

“By the dead, I am tired.”

Sigrid grunted. Jarl looked sideways at his bodyguard. Then up at the glowing red sphere that encapsulated the College. It was brighter today than usual. He mostly forgot about it nowadays. He had asked Master Cerdic about once, but the old man had just stared at him, then given him the day off. He hadn’t asked since. But it was brighter today, wasn’t it?

“For one night I would just want to lay in Irese’s embrace once more. How long has it been since we’ve been to see her? A month? Two?”

Sigrid just shrugged. Jarl sighed. The woman seemed even more upset with him lately than usual. And she had not let him touch her a single time since that time with Mirja. By the seventh, that memory still made him hard.