Gf (19) was in a PSA in college.

/> Was in college with GF (really cute, petite, straight A, brunette girl with glasses). For some reason our school thought there was a problem with body shaming and bullying.So they decided to have a campaign for body positivity and inclusivity. They had the social work department/students make the material for them.

GF had a friend in the social work department who asked her if she wanted to help out with the anti-bullying body positivity campaign and she said sure.

When GF was doing it I asked her how it was going and she just said “just wait till it’s done and you’ll see”

So one day I’m in the cafeteria and I see her commercial come on the tv.

It starts with a chubby girl crying in her underwear after being bullied for being fat in the locker room. The mean girls were saying “omg she’s hideous!” as she had to get changed.

Then GF and other girls show up and start changing at the lockers across from the chubby girl. It shows GFs cute naked butt as she pulls down her panties to change into her gym clothes.

Fantasies for Our Next Meet up [FM]

One month till we see each other again.
That one month can’t come fucking fast enough. We’re the horniest we’ve ever been for each other and all we’ve been talking about is the things we can’t wait to do to each other.

S’s Fantasies:
I can’t wait to be Daddy’s good girl all weekend long. We’ve always had a Daddy Dom/Sub (Princess) dynamic but I’ve expressed to M that this time around, I want him incharge. No “What do you wanna do/where you wanna go”. No “I don’t know what to wear, I don’t know what I want to eat” bullshit. M’s making all the rules and plans and even picking out my outfits. We’ve never explored it outside of the bedroom like this before and I can’t wait. Even in the bedroom, I can’t wait to be a true sub. Do whatever he wants me to, whenever he wants me to and how he wants it done. I’m ready to be used.

I can’t wait to worship his cock, I’ve always been a fan of pleasing him but I’m not holding back this time. I can’t wait to have my hands on it all the time, my lips, my pussy wrapped around it. Every chance I get I’m gonna want to touch, caress, stroke, kiss, lick, suck or fuck it. I’m just desperate for daddy’s cock.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 1 – Warming Up (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/F18][NC][MC][Mdom][Lac][solo] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in the comments.**

*In this one, the story is just ‘warming up’. I creep around and possess the husband’s body to explore the wife while she sleeps. Then I possess the daughter for some solo play with her body.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Gross and creepy sniffing / tasting (panties, ass, piss)

-Breastmilk

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**Chapter 1 – Warming Up**

I’ve had their address for a while. A perfect little house in the suburbs. A perfect little family inside, asleep. Makes me sick.

I [F26] hooked up again with the vacationing Redditor who took my lesbian virginity [FF] (PART 1)

Okay, I’m back. I was busy but I said I’d deliver! Remember that vacationing Redditor who took my lesbian virginity? I met up with her again less than a week later before she had to leave:)

We were originally wanting to fuck a double dildo together, but I unfortunately couldn’t find one in any of the sex shops I went in. I did, however, get us a vibrator and a thick jelly dildo. I had never used a dildo before, and I was so looking forward to using it…on her.

The day I was supposed to meet her again, it was all I could think about. I was working and would randomly think about our first encounter, and about the fact that no one in my office knows I’ve fucked a girl. It was so hot thinking about it; my clit was throbbing and a rush of heat would wash over me all while I was sitting at my desk. I had told the Redditor that I’d be coming over straight after work, so I’d need to shower.

Pt 2 of a [M]an, a [F]emale, and her M2F [T]rans ex-boyfriend, Part 2 #TrueStory #ChicPorn #TheDirtySouth

As always this is a longer post with some back-story because even the quickies in my life seem to have a story behind them. If you’re reading this without benefit of the first half, please refer to my profile and look for Part 1.

Again, I hesitate to post this because of all the judgment that did in fact come from the first writing, but no one here knows who I really am, so here goes……

~1997 (Cont’d)
In an effort to bring anyone up to speed, at the time of these events, I was a young 27 y/o Marine staff sergeant stationed in a major city in the South of the United States. I quickly learned why Atlanta is called “Hot-Lanta” and is in the epicenter of the “Dirty South”.

Okay, so to refresh your memory, I was dating a lovely little blonde named Tonya who had a college boyfriend named Joe long before she met me. Fast forward many years and Joe is now “Jo” (Joanna) and about 5 years into a male to female (M2F or MTF) transition. 😳 Short story long, Tonya and Jo have reconnected and have developed a new, rather flirtatious friendship. At that time Tonya had a few bisexual experiences, and being reunited with Jo brought a new level to her bisexuality, and my own.

[M]y Nerdy Girl[F]riend – After Paris, sort of… (Part 10 of my saga with Beth)

This is the latest installment as I share the details of those crazy times in my life spent with Beth. If you haven’t caught up with the previous episode it’s on my profile. This one starts off right where Part 9 left off. Another long read, but you’d better strap in for this one.

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I didn’t stay over with Annie. She asked me to, but it wasn’t like that with us. I suppose part of me wanted to stay, if only to add to the depth of my anger at Beth for what I assumed she was doing with Philippe. But the other part of me definitely didn’t want to stay over, because that could mean that Annie was something more than just my fuck toy. So after a few minutes laying with her, I got up and got dressed, feeling like a total dirtbag for using her like that.“That was amazing,” I told Annie. I gave her a deep kiss. “I’m gonna head out.”

“When am I going to see you again?” Annie asked. Her eyes were glistening. She blinked through it.

“I’m not sure,” I replied. “I go back to school in a couple of days.”

Convention Threesome

– We’re out.

– What?

– We’re out of tickets.

– How can you be out of tickets already? You just started selling yesterday.

– I don’t know and don’t care. Can you all please leave?!

I left the office alongside a crowd of disappointed people. We all missed out. It must have been like 2-300 people squeezing out a single door. Without tickets. I just missed out on a once in a lifetime opportunity. The first and possible only convention for Instagram “influencers” where we actually share a hotel with them. It’s probably a huge security risk for the “stars”. I don’t think they’ll hold a next one. And I missed out. Walking in the middle of the crowd was weirdly depressing given the situation, but something great came out of it. I heard someone say that there will be a raffle on the 0th day of the convention just outside the gates. 1 more ticket to 1 person that shows up. The problem is that you had to show up. It was held in the middle of nowhere in Wyoming. Wyoming! Why? I live in New York so the trip there would cost a fortune. And even then, I’d have like no chance to win it. Yet. I knew I had to try. I simply had to meet at least one of my celebrity crushes. And this is my only chance. So, I booked a flight.

Medical Madness [F/M] [20s-30s] [doctor/patient]

I was slightly nervous about the meet and greet that had been scheduled for me. Unfortunately like so many others, my old doctor had finally retired. I wasn’t actually that sad about it, because she was very old school and wasn’t up to date on a lot of the research that I knew about when it came to women’s issues. Still, at least I had an option, and if it was a male doctor then so be it. I still had my OB for anything female related.
What I wasn’t expecting when he walked in was for him to be absolutely hot as hell.
“Good morning. You must be Brittany.” His eyes were dark and bored into mine right away. Suddenly I was sitting up straighter and was cursing the fact I’d worn something so casual to the office. Damn. He was tall, wavy perfectly styled hair and even though he didn’t look much older than I was his jaw looked like it was chiseled out of stone. “I’m Doctor Adams.” He had a slight accent to his voice.
“Um…Hi. Nice you meet you, doctor.” I managed to stammer.
Now, I knew I was no slouch myself in the looks department and had come straight from work for the appointment, so my clothes were pretty on point and my hair and makeup were done. Suddenly I was happy I was putting my best foot forward. The man was hot, and I’d been through a terrible dry spell ever since breaking up with my boyfriend a few months before.
Regular guys just didn’t really do it for me. There had to be something, and I hadn’t quite pinned it down yet. Some kind of edge. But a sexy doctor definitely fit the bill for getting me as excited about seeing a man as I’d been in a while.
“Okay, so I’ve taken a look at your records. Nothing really stands out, but are you having any issues you want to discuss with me?”
“Well, since everything has happened, I guess I haven’t had a physical in a while. I’m generally okay but I always want to double check things if possible. Are you comfortable with that side of things?”
I was trying hard not to flirt openly, but his steamy eyes were suddenly looking up and down my body and I could tell that he appreciated my long legs and the fact my shirt was probably tighter than it needed to be for work that day. Yep, I’d definitely worn the right outfit that day.
“Well, this is just supposed to be a meet and greet, but did you have something in mind?”
Right away I knew I wanted to seduce him. It had been so long since a man had properly touched me and here I was with a golden opportunity to let this hot man know that I wanted him.
How the hell was I going to get him to touch me? “Hmm…well, I’ve been experiencing a bit of pain in my lower legs. I think it’s because I play so much soccer, but I’m wondering if I might have shin splints. Can you take a look?”
He smiled. “Sure. Hop up on the table.”
Sitting up on the examination table he wheeled his chair over and I lifted up one of my legs. Thankfully, I was also wearing a skirt that day, and when I moved my leg he got a perfect flash of my panties. They were bright and colourful that day and I saw him look and then suddenly look away, trying hard not to blush.
“Oops. Sorry. I should watch myself.” I giggled.
“It’s fine, Brittany.” He said, and I knew I’d gotten the potential party started between us by flashing him. Now it was time to ramp things up a bit.
His hand on my leg felt perfect, and as he hefted my calf and then started to massage it. Now it was time to really turn on what I was looking for. “Mmm…that feels great. You have such nice hands, doctor.” His hands slid higher and he was definitely getting into what he was doing. I spread my legs a bit wider and now I could tell he was looking between my legs. It made me wonder if he could see that my panties were wet already.
“Does that feel any better? I’m sure it’s just a muscle issue.” He said, but his hands didn’t let go of my leg. “Maybe I should check the other side.” The hands moved over to my other calf and I couldn’t stifle a faint moan. When I did and bit my lip his expression changed and his blush deepened.
“It’s like magic. When you touch me I instantly feel better.” I sighed.
Finally he stopped rubbing and there was a moment that passed between us. It was unmistakable and something I was craving. He knew exactly what I was doing and while I could tell he was trying to stay professional, I was trying very hard to make sure he knew what I was doing. Flirting up a storm and horny as hell. So it was time to try to take it a step further. I had another idea of how to get him to touch me without making him have to do anything about getting my clothes off.
“Can I get you to check one more thing? I mean, I haven’t had my annual breast exam. Is that okay?” I looked at him again and bit my lip, opening my legs even wider.
Now the look that came over his face was unmistakable. It was lust and control together, and just seeing the intense way he looked into my eyes made me realize that he was in total control of what was going to happen. And I was dying for him to take things one step further.
“Of course. We can take our time. It’s always good to get to know new patients as much as I can.” He said.
“Well thank you, Doctor. I appreciate how thorough you are.”

Young [F] British teacher craves being degraded through rough sex. [MF]

Catherine was, and still is, a little pocket rocket. She’s one of those girls where there are plenty of ‘first things’ you might notice about her. She had quite an interesting personal style: slightly bohemian with a mix of preppy. In practice, this meant plenty of figure hugging dresses in the summer and tight jumpers in the winter. She had a tiny frame with incredible pert little tits. She was pretty too. Not a complete knockout but a great girl-next-door style wholesome look. You’d definitely take a second glance if you saw her out and around.

Another thing about Catherine is she had no issue being assertive when she felt that she was being disrespected in some way yet, when having sex, it turned out she craved being physically degraded. It was one of the things that really got me off when fucking her.

We both qualified as teachers at the same time and met at a networking event in our local area. We hit it off quickly. She was adamant she didn’t fuck on the first date, even with my hand up her dress and nudging at her knickers. We went out again two days later and this time she did go all the way. I got an inkling of how she really liked when she commanded me loudly to fuck her as hard as I could, just as we were both getting to the point of no return.

Painting UK Indian escort’s face white. [MF]

Raani was a hot ticket locally. She worked for a local escort agency and quickly built up a good reputation. It’s rare in this part of the UK to get a high quality Indian/Pakistani escort and it was always something I’d wanted to tick off my bucket list.

When I arrived, I wasn’t disappointed. She was just what I wanted. Perfect brown skin, pretty face and a fantastic body: a real woman. She was wearing a dressing gown that hung open, revealing her tits and the fantastic curve of her hips, framed by a pair of simple black knickers. Perfect for grabbing on to. Once I’d paid her, I asked her to take the gown off and give me a twirl. I was thrilled to see that her arse was just as well proportioned. Raani had the fantastic combination of curves without any significant body fat.

I had a routine I liked to follow with new girls, to see how responsive they were. We’d already agreed on the limits of the appointment at the start: the only thing off the menu was anal. I knew I could touch her tightest hole but fucking it was out of the question. This wouldn’t be a problem. I had something else in mind.