Temptations in Quarantine – The Final Chapter – MF, Incest, Cum, Lingerie

(Please make sure to read the previous chapter first!)

Later that evening, the moment came and Peter walked to the Queen bed, rather than his familiar couch. Stephanie was already lying under the covers, reading her paperback book on her side. As he walked to the bed, he watched her face for any negative reaction or reticence, but none was there. He walked around to the opposite side of the bed, shirtless and wearing his boxer briefs. He lifted the down comforter and laid down, glancing at the cute bra and panties that his daughter was wearing to sleep.

As he laid down, Stephanie stayed on her side but began to scoot back until her ass was firmly in his lap and they were spooning. As her lithe body pressed up against his, his erection began to grow and Stephanie maneuvered to slide it sandwich it between her ass cheeks. Peter laid his arm over his daughter, completing the spoon position so familiar to long term couples.

Stephanie laid down her book, and let out a small satisfied sigh, and pressed her ass deeper into her father’s erection. “Daddy, will you just hold me tonight?” Stephanie meekly asked. “Of course darling, get a good sleep.” Peter responded.

I [F] 21 made a guy [M] 36 from tinder cum within the first hour of talking to him on video call. My parents were asleep in the next room.

In good keeping with isolation rules I turned to tinder to pass the time, and to be frank- to get off. He messaged first.

Ironically his bio spoke so seriously saying he didn’t want to have time wasted, he wanted a ~*•~ relationship~•*~ and “best friend” and described himself as passionate. He was handsome- and I know significantly older, which is unfortunately my type, and has a GREAT dick. Uncut, long, maybe 7.5- seeing it made me want it in my mouth immediately.

I was honestly bored and genuinely wanted to fuck around, I know I’m not the first to confess how horny I’ve become in isolation. At first I asked about his day, and before I knew it he was saying how hot he was for me. I like to make them sweat a bit, I left him hanging a little and was blunt, I wasn’t in the mood to be annoyed and wanted to get straight into it. It was nice and funny knowing how eager he was only a few minutes in. I gave him my number and we continued on WhatsApp. He sent me videos of him stroking his hard cock and I could feel myself getting wetter as I told him all the things I wanted him to do to me, had we been in the same bed. I’m in the mood to be thrown around and used, I wanted him to fuck my throat, I wanted to suck him, slap his cock on my face, pound me, kiss me, hold me by the throat when he came in me while looking into my eyes. I wanted to be kissed and held in the afterglow and cradle his head on my breasts. I like a sweet ending, but you know, that’s just very much my style of hooking up,

Unexpected fun with friends [GROUP]

One night my roommate and I had a little get together at our house. We had a small two floor townhouse that was the perfect size to host gatherings like this. It would only be six people total: myself and my girlfriend Sarah, my roommate John and his girlfriend Claire, and two of our single male friends Jacob and Ethan. The six of us planned to stay at our house for the night watching movies and playing drinking games. We had all known each other for years, mostly since college or soon after. We were all in our mid 20s and all recently graduates.

John and I were in pretty serious relationships. I had been with Sarah for three years and he had been with Claire for 2. The four of us have had some group sex experience in the past; we’ve done a few swaps and have had threesomes with different combinations of all of us. We got along great and there was very little jealousy between us. Our girlfriends weren’t bi but they were comfortable experimenting and having fun with each other. Our other friends never knew about our lifestyle but that definitely changed after this night.

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] Part 14

The night was stretched out too thin, worn and frayed. And there Nick was, in silent reparations to his wife for almost getting caught in his affair. There Nick was, trying futilely to keep himself hard as his wife made chore-like attempts at grinding on him. She was at least trying to fix this; to pull together the scraps of their crumbling relationship and give it one last go… while Nick gazed at her through glazed eyes, thinking only of Ariel and how he wished she was on top of him instead. In fact, the thought of Ariel’s perky tits and puckered brown nipples were all that was keeping him afloat in this god-awful dance. He’d decided he’d ride it out until Sarah gave up the moment she’d asked him if he wanted to have sex that night. For the first time in… over two years?

What she couldn’t understand and what he could never tell her, was now that he’d been fucking Ariel for the better part of the year, was that he found Sarah unbearably boring. She was like an onion. On the outside she was callous, peel back a layer and you’d find narcissism, peel back another layer: judgmental and mean. And you’d keep peeling back more and more layers all the way down to her core where you’d eventually find: boring.

[MF] The sad, lonely MILF

I was cheated on by my ex wife. It sucked, and it always made me curious how it felt to be the one that everyone else ran to. The one that the wife went to in order to feel what was lacking in their relationship. The one that could send them back home full of cum, sweaty from a good pounding, and thirsty for more.

It became a fetish for me, fucking married women. And I had a good run of it for a good while. But she was my first. We met on a dating app and she was pretty forward that she was married and her previous FWB left her and she was looking. She didn’t use her own pics until we moved to kik and then she told me she was really curvy. I figured she meant fat, but while she was plump after pumping out some kiddos, I wasn’t ready for a set of 40F tits, perky and round that sat on her chest and a clit piercing to boot. I was smitten and rock hard. We set up a play time and she found an excuse to leave the house.

Best friends have a load of fun! [MxMxM] [best friends] [anal] [oral]

I got really wet while writing this
Keep mind that this is unedited so there might be errors here and there.
Enjoy!
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Having a great time with great friends is all I ever wanted in life. I knew that life was short, and I always tried to make the most of it. I grabbed every opportunity with both hands, I partied hard and worked harder.

Today was one of those days which I had the opportunity to hand out with my best friends; Hunter and Daniel. We were chilling in the basement of my home, an action movie playing on the large flat screen tv.

“Hey, Bryce?” Hunter looked at me.

“Yeah, bro? What’s up?” I replied. Both hunter and Daniel were looking at me now, one on either side of the room.

“Uh, I was wondering if, uh, we could maybe… watch some porn..?” Hunter looked flustered and sort of embarrassed. I was shocked at his request and I’m sure it was evident on my face.

“Uh, dude I… I don’t know what to say…” I trailed off, unsure. I looked at Daniel to gauge his reaction, but he seemed totally unperturbed.

Slave’s Nightmare[fsub][extreme][torture][slave][pain][mutilation]

“Going once! Going twice! Sold!” The auctioneer hollered, gesturing to the winning bidder in the front row.

Kayla’s eyes opened, the fog slowly lifting from her vision as she adjusted to the light. The last thing she remembered was being at a bar with her friends. She was talking to a handsome man with blond hair and a strange symbol tattooed to his neck. She remembered it looked like a spiked dog collar wrapping around a rose. For some reason, this tattoo stood out in her mind as she tried to remember the events of the night before everything went dark. She recalled that he had bought her a drink, and they were chatting before he invited her to his place. Before she could even make her way out of the club, everything faded away. That was the last thing she remembered before waking up here, in this real life hell.

Alone at Work Ch.6 [MF] [Forced]

I had the weekend off after Richard spent the day at my house using me and proving to me what a slut I truly am. I was still recovering from what happened, so it was nice to have some time to myself. The last few weeks have felt so hectic and draining mentally. I spent most of my Saturday running errands and taking care of things around my apartment.

While I was out picking up groceries I ran into a friend from school named Jon, that I hadn’t seen since we graduated. He told me he’d broken up with his girlfriend recently and was finally getting out of the house and trying to get back to normal. I told him I was sorry and if he needed anyone to talk to that I was here for him. I gave him my number and told him to give me a call, he said he would and we parted ways.

When I got home I got into some comfy clothes, put my groceries away, cleaned up a bit, and settled on to my sofa to relax and watch a movie or something when my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number so I didn’t answer it. A few minutes later I got a text from the same number.

[M/F]The Piano Tutor

When my wife, Starla, began taking piano lessons, I didn’t give it a second thought. A music teacher for many years, she’s always expanding her instrumental and stylistic repertoire. So when she mentioned piano and music theory lessons from a friend, I didn’t blink an eye, especially since the lessons would be via FaceTime.

Starla, also in her mid-forties, is active, with a small frame and supple mocha skin that allows her to glide through social circles as an insightful, sexy woman a decade younger. Married for almost two decades, Starla and I have settled into the familiarity of a gloved hand or worn brogans. I think I know her nuances and quirks and she’s certainly familiar with my lecherous crevices. My point, over time and through hard-fought experiences, Starla and I have cultivated an intimacy of routine. Certainly that neglect and my smugness led to the rot in our root cellar.

On the day of Starla’s first piano lesson, the family was in separate corners of the house, riding out the COVID-19 apocalypse. I sat in the TV room completing work on my laptop while Starla sat near the living room piano, waiting to call her tutor.

My 500th Tinder Date – Eating 2 [F] Pussies @ Sydney, Bondi Beach

I’m new to Reddit. Odd, as I only thought it was a place to post links for streaming sports from around the globe. But fuck. It’s a rabbit hole of the unique, weird, wild, and interesting. Well, no forum is fun if everybody lurks. So? After reading about some of you degenerates, I thought I’d contribute my own story. One of many, many, many.

Ever since Tinder, Bumble, etc. have unfolded, I’ve had every experience under the Aussie sun. From 3some relationships to heading to the swingers club with a Dutch backpacker, to rejection (giving and receiving) and of course catfishing she (buzzed straight up looking for sex, and “no” it wasn’t gonna happen).

Brevity is not my strength, so here comes a story that requires a glass of Shiraz with feet up on the ottoman:

I met Spanish Sophia (F 29yrs old born in Spain / dark skin, but raised Australian / accent) on Tinder. She lives in famous Bondi Beach. A professionally trained dancer, she was tall, dancer’s body slim, small (but great) tits, and a huge smile and eyes with energy. Newly single we chatted, laughed, and had a wine at a cool small bar close to the beach. The attraction was there, so I grabbed a bottle of wine, and we went back to her place… Very cool, sexy apartment. White appointments with this Balinese / yoga vibe (very Bondi Beach-esque). Big windows that open to the beach. You can hear the surf. Fucking lovely.