Brittany’s New Puppy: Going Deeper [ff] [beast] [inc]

“Shit,” Sarah swore softly under her breath. She sat on her bed, watching her sister Brittany with an almost morbid fascination. Brittany lay on her stomach on the ground, completely naked and pinning down her dog Sasha as she sucked on his large canine cock. She worked with enthusiasm, her hand pumping tirelessly while she bobbed up and down, her tongue teasing the full length of the animal’s shaft. As Sarah watched, Brittany pulled away, a victorious grin on her face.

“Yes!” Brittany exclaimed, laughing as ropes of cum exploded from Sasha’s dick, coating her face with thick dog jizz. Sarah sighed, a little impressed by her younger sister, but mostly hoping that she’d forget the…

“Looks like I win,” Brittany said, suddenly standing in front of Sarah and pulling her out of her thoughts.

“It was hardly a fair bet to begin with,” Sarah countered. “You’ve sucked Sasha off so much more than I have.”

“It’s not like I’ve ever stopped you from practicing,” Brittany replied. “And besides, you had like twenty minutes. I could see him getting bored waiting for you to give up.”

[MFM] Back in college I shared my girlfriend with one of my best friends. It was the hottest thing ever.

Hello all,

I’m not sure what is making me share this now. I’ve been a long-term lurker of the sub and have a huge cuckold fantasy. The reason for that will become very obvious in my post below. I hope you enjoy the story. All this is 100% true as I remember it.

Back in the mid 2000s I was starting college at small Division III school in the Midwest. I went there to play football. They can’t give out scholarships for football in Division III but they were able to put together a very nice package for me to go to school for almost free. Since my family could not pay for college I accepted.

Let me tell you about Jennifer. I met Jennifer the first week of school and orientation. We were both biology majors and so were put in the same group. To this day I swear it was love at first sight. Jennifer is the kind of beautiful that when you see her you never want her to walk away because then you can’t look at it any longer.

Brittany’s New Puppy: Beginnings [f] [beast]

Brittany awoke not with a bang, but with a whimper. Softly groaning to herself, she slowly slid open her eyes, rolling over onto her back to stare up the ceiling.

Light streamed through the window, causing her half closed eyes to squint even further. With a great force of will, Brittany forced herself to roll her head and open her eyes just enough to acknowledge the time. 9:53.

She sighed, knowing that with this new found information her body wouldn’t allow her to rest for long. Though it was a Saturday, Brittany’s mind couldn’t justify wasting the day lounging in bed. She was a doer, and the furthest thing from complacent.

Sitting up slightly so her head was just barely resting on her pillow, Brittany noticed that the house was unusually quiet. Her still groggy head spun for a few seconds before remembering that her sister was receiving an award for a writing competition, taking both proud parents along with her. At 19 Brittany had just begun her college experience, and wasn’t overly concerned with winning any awards. She was content to simply stay afloat.

Brittany’s New Puppy [ff] [beast] [inc]

Technically, the whole family adopted Sasha, but from an early age it became apparent that he was Brittany’s dog. He answered only to her call, slept at the foot of her bed, and spent every waking moment he could right by her side. Naturally, Brittany’s sister Sarah was a little jealous, but in time she simply smiled at the dog’s antics. It certainly wasn’t like Shasta meant to offend her, and the time the dog left her alone gave her more time to attend to her studies.

At 21, Sarah was bookish in both character and appearance, her quiet demeanor appropriately matched by her short cut blonde hair and plain, conservative glasses. Her usually flat face would occasionally morph into a subtle smile at an amusing anecdote, but she rarely laughed aloud or made humor of her own.

Even Sarah’s body seemed to reflect her aura. She was deathly pale and thin, almost painfully so, and those who had never seen her daily workout might deem her fragile. The rigid routine of this workout kept her body toned and her butt tight from many brisk jogs, though try as she might couldn’t enhance her small breasts through any exercise. Sarah rarely stood out in a crowd, but she was content this way. Few bothered to bother her.

The Red Light District [FM][Cheating Wife]

Walking down the paved streets of the busy and noisy Amsterdam afternoon were a couple hand in hand. Each with one hand holding the others, whilst their other hand trailed a suitcase behind them. Scouring the buildings as they walked, they were desperate to find their destination.

“Samantha…Are you sure it’s this way?”

The gentleman of the pair spoke up, he was of average height around five foot seven, brown hair, dark eyes and of an average to thin body type.  He looked across at his wife, her brunette hair held up in a ponytail, look a little disheveled from travelling but she still looked good even in jeans and a t-shirt.

“Yes Frank…I’m sure..In fact…I think that’s it”

Samantha slowed her pace slightly and let go of her suitcase, using her now free hand to point to the hotel ahead of them. ‘The Rho hotel’. Frank smiled and nodded, grabbing Sam’s suitcase with his free hand. She began to rifle through her handbag to find their passports and hotel confirmation papers. Making their way into the building, they presented themselves to reception. After receiving their welcome pack up, they were taken upstairs and shown to their room. It was a modest room, more than practical for their weekend away. Leaving the suitcases to one side, they both flopped down onto the bed, exhausted.

[F]Grinded the cock straight off of my vibrator, George “Purp” Cliton {Solo}

I had a couple of hours, so I put on an old movie to kill the time.
There’s a whole chunk of this particular movie that fills this weird “protection” thing that I have, and that’s sexier than any naked being standing in front of me. The idea of being watched from across the room, knowing you’re completely protected and it’s safe to be who you are, even in public.

*Sigh* ANYWAY.

I get Cliton (Purp for short), start the scene over again, and close my eyes to imagine the ravenous fuckin’ IMPALING that i’d take from this character… I suppose technically it was a hate fuck. A Solo Hate-Crime on my pussy, if you will.
I can see the peak from the bottom of the hill, and all of a sudden it stops vibrating inside me. The clit part was still vibrating, and buttons still lit, and as I lift up (reverse cowgirl) I see like 3 inches of wire holding onto the inside of that dildo for dear life.

It was my first sex toy, so naturally He gets a proper burial.
In an extremely nice shoe box.
I’m talking DSW, none of this Bogo business.

A Jerk Told Me He’d Fuck Me And For Some Reason I Let Him! [TM]

So a couple weeks ago this pretty hot guy matched with me on Tinder. He said he was 6′5 Black, clean shaven and clean haircut, super ripped in his shirtless pics and he was 26. So yes, he was the type of guy I totally fall for physically but texting with him back and forth for a little bit I realized, he was like an ass.

He would text me things like

“Hit me up with some nudes cause I got loads to compare ya with before I decide to fuck u or nah”

Like that wasn’t cool with me. I’m open to sex and relatively early sex with new people, but you still have to be respectfully about how you court me you know? So I told him in your dreams and to fuck off before he responded with this.

“It all rites shawty. You’ll let me fuck you soon. It gonna happen.”

Bleh.. What a prick. So I blocked him and tried to forget about him

I want you to hunt me and stuff me [Mf] [outdoors]

When Toby arrived at the entrance of the woods, her car parked on the road, the first thing she did was kick off her slippers and wrench down her pink sweats. She shuddered as the morning breeze tickled her bare legs, its cool whispers soothing her lubed-up asshole and teasing her drenched pussy. It was finally the day of the great game; the wildest match of hide and go seek in human history.

Her shirt came off next, falling to the asphalt without a sound. Her heartbeat raced as she knelt forward, feeling her cheeks part to greet the dark sky as she picked up her clothes and threw them into her car. The road was barren. The trees whispered to each other, but the birds were still asleep. It had stormed all night, but she could see the stars and the crescent moon now, bright as ever. The world smelled of the enchanting aftermath: lush and alive. Toby wondered if her men had come, if they were watching from the shadows.

Fantasy Island – The Final Day [Bi] [anal] [Fdom] [Msub]

Sunday, I can hardly believe it. The day was planned as a free for all where the men were encouraged to take advantage of the last day of being able to have sex with other men in a safe environment. What a fantastic service, really. I had no idea I would end up being the top pet and getting all the spoils of the title. A far more personalised and intimate experience than I could have imagined. I had one more night with Charlotte. Be still her beating heart, along with mine.

I went and sat in a chair by the window. A cool breeze was passing through. We had been blessed with beautiful weather, high upon on a hill overlooking the water. Little other signs of life though there were plenty of fishing boats. I took in what I could because by 9 am tomorrow morning, the harem would depart. Could I live here? Perhaps. It was not financial motivation but I yearned for a slower pace of life and it could be found here despite the frenetic view of an orgy environment. You could hear the house waking up as men took showers, had breakfast and engaged in lively conversation with one another. The talk today revolved around what would happen post-program.

[MF] The interesting experience of dominating an experienced woman

I wouldn’t say I am necessarily a dom, but if some BDSM comes into play I do prefer being the ruling hand. In this case it went a lot further than I had gone before, and I didn’t expect I would enjoy it as much as I did.
WARNING: This was a wild one, and includes insulting (body) language as part of her masochistic nature.

So, I’m still in my early thirties at this point, hanging out in a bar initiated from a work anniversary. Most colleagues had gone home, but I had lingered behind enjoying some time out.

An older woman took my eye – you know the type, skin well kept, a few extra pounds, but carrying it extremely well dressed in a long dress. If I had to guess I would place her in her mid 50s.

She seemed to be alone as well, and slightly inebriated like me. After some smalltalk, all initiated by me which was a bit unusual, definite hints were given towards more fun at her place. She was not wearing a ring, nor did I see a shade. Not really the most exciting pick-up I’m afraid, but it definitely turned out well for me.