The Wedding of Sally Jupiter [MF] [cuck] [Public]

**1947**

I had just witnessed the marriage of Sally Jupiter, formally the Silk Spectre, to her long time manager Lawrence Schexayder. Sally looked incredible in her green dress that stopped just at the knees. I guess a white dress was surely out of the question. Sally was by no means a virgin, I should know. Her and I have had many encounters over the years, but we haven’t seen each other since she retired from the Watchmen and fell off the grid. My cock swelled slightly at the sight of her again. As she and Lawrence made their way down the aisle, her eyes met mine and gave me an all to familiar smirk. We hadn’t spoke in nearly two years but I could already feel the desire to feel her legs wrapped around me again.

My thoughts drifted back in time to her thick curvy figure under they yellow outfit that barely covered anything that she used to wear, her round milky breast looked so good when they were covered by that sheer fabric, or the way her ass peaked out from the bottom of her black silk panties, only barely covered by the black fishnet.

two very religious boys gone wrong [M][M][Tease?][long?]

Hi, throwaway for reasons, high when I’m writing this.

This happened quite a while ago, and I’ve never really spoken to anyone about it but I’m a long time lurker and I’m sure you’ll like what I’ve got to say. + I’m high.

So a while back when I was young er, I got a chance to go do some religious work abroad along with a friend. We’re both VERY devout religious kids and there’d be nothing wrong with us going, right?

Wrong. We were horny teenagers and we would quickly find ourselves all over each, knowing what we were doing was SO wrong, which made it all the better. Here’s how it’d usually go…

Let’s say, we’d be watching a movie and I knew he was so against being gay (just as I was) I had to get him in the mood for it. So I’d start at 12am, just slowly caressing his leg for a good half an hour with my fingers and when I knew he was enjoying that I’d slowly go above his knee, feeling his ever so soft thighs. I’d tickle him, he’d laugh and tell me to get off. My hand would move but by then he’s jumped on top of me, furiously making out with me…

Big Booty Cuties

My bright red, strappy heels looks so good on my perfectly pedicured feet with my cute white nail polish popping on my creamy chocolate skin. I hit my mark and immediately get on all fours with my phat ass facing the crowd. Already I can (almost) hear the flutter of dollar bills falling through the air. Im wearing a pair of black boy shorts that barely cover my ass cheeks. The music starts playing.

Something happens when I hear the music, my wild side comes out and my booty takes over. I start popping and twerking my huge ass on all fours to the beat. I then slowly bring myself to a standing position and begin to clap this ass so hard the whole neighborhood probably heard. This is usually the point when the crowd of men come flocking the stage to get a closer look, and maybe even a smell or two. But that didn’t happen this time. This time no one came to the stage and it threw me off. I looked around and noticed there was only one person in the club… no wonder it was so quiet, I thought i had just smoked a little too much kush backstage. I look up and see the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen sitting in the VIP section. She licks her lips and motions for me to come to her with her bright pink nails. I am compelled and get off stage to go greet her.

Dreams or Daddy Issues? [Mf]

Your mom and I had been dating for several months before I met you. She actually didn’t even tell me about you for the longest time. I don’t know why. You were young……..smart…….and very pretty. I remembered thinking, that if I had only been a few years younger……..I would be chasing you.”

But I wasn’t a few years younger……..and I was dating your mom………and things were going well with her. She was closer to my age, pretty, curvy soft figure. She had a job and was supporting you while you went to college, which meant she really didn’t need me, which was also in its own way, very attractive. As we kept dating, I started staying over more and even spending the night on some nights. I never knew for sure but I always expected you knew exactly what was going on, on those nights I would meet you at the breakfast table in just my boxer shorts. How could you not? You were after all pretty smart and not oblivious to what adults do.

The Bridge

It was the end. I was done. I was at the end of my rope (just about literally). In the past week I had been dumped, fired, and kicked out of my apartment and I decided that I was done and was going to end it all. I had driven to the bridge over Jackson Ravine with the intent to jump off and was just about to succeed when she drove by.

I was standing on the ledge, trying to get the nerve to take the plunge when I heard the motor of an incoming car, and it was coming fast. I didn’t even have time to think before a red mustang convertible came around the corner and over the bridge. At first I thought that the driver was going so fast that they hadn’t seen me, until I heard the screech of tires on the other side and saw the reverse lights coming across the bridge. I almost jumped right then, but something stopped me, and as the car backed up to me I could tell that the driver was female and blonde. As she stepped out of the car I had to take a breath, the driver was gorgeous! She was tall, blonde, and skinny wearing a yellow sundress that came about mid-thigh that swung back and forth as she walked over to me.

May Grows Up pt. 7 (Finale) [MF, mF, Fm, mf, inc, oral, anal]

When Sarah awoke she smelled coffee and leaned on an elbow to look around. Dan wasn’t in the bed so she arose and went forward through the van to find him sitting in the kitchenette waiting on the coffee. She kissed him on the cheek and sat alongside him to playfully shove her hand inside the front of his pajamas, gasping when she discovered his prick was covered with dried love juice! Looking questioningly at him, he grinned sheepishly before she stood up and crooked a finger at him to indicate that he should follow her outside.

May had been awakened by Sarah passing her bed on the way to the kitchen, watching through slitted eyes and realizing that her Aunt suspected Dan of something unseemly. When Sarah stood to motion to Dan to follow her outside, May was afraid that he was in trouble for screwing her and when they closed the door behind them she slipped out of bed to follow. Hearing nothing she opened the door and went outside.

Sarah got outside and went around the end of the van with Dan following. She stopped and turned to face him.

“Who?” she asked simply.

Eilean Mor [female Solo]

Charlie reached for the door handle slowly. Charlie was a nickname, of course. Charlotte, fully. She wasn’t afraid of a little androgyny. Her hand reached the knob, and began to turn it, when she heard a footstep, and froze.

She didn’t want to leave her room before her mother left for work; and it seemed that that time had not yet come. She removed her hand from the knob and walked toward the bed, to sit down for a moment or two before the front door creaks open and slams shut, and the car engine sounds fade into the distance. She looked around the room.

One Woman

Chapter 1: Escape, Decision
Ever since I was a little child I had this dream that there was this place underground where aliens experimented on and tortured animals. This dream gave me nightmares. I love animals and seeing them suffer makes me suffer too.
When I was 4 years old, my parents, Rebecca and Mark, my two sisters Lisa and Sarah and I were driving home from a camping trip in the mountains. Suddenly our car slips on something invisible, does several cartwheels in the air, hits the rail on the right side, flies over to the other side of the street, gets hit by another car and lands upside down hitting the edge of the mountain. I fall into a coma and when I wake up I am at a children’s hospital and the doctors tell me that the left side of my brain was damaged in the accident which caused the right side of my body to malfunction. They also told me that my entire family was killed and that I was the only survivor of the car crash. My dad had divorced my mom and married another woman but no one knew where she was. My biological mom was in the car during the crash and she died.
From that day forward I became an orphanage servant, or should I say a slave. The director treated me with disrespect and the children hit and made fun of me and my disability while I was doing all their work. Boy, there was a lot of work. Each day I would start by cleaning the bathroom floors. The rest of the day was spent picking up after the children and cleaning each of their rooms, while also being hurt and slapped by them, and being yelled at by the director for not doing enough.
The only time I could take a rest was at midnight when I would climb into the cold attic. At first I would be freezing cold, but when I put my warm blanket over myself, my body would shine yellow, green and red light onto the ceiling. Yellow light meant that I could go to sleep. Green light meant that I was not that injured from the day, and red light meant that I was so injured that I was in danger. In those rare occasions I would prey all night to my imaginary animal, the black wolf, to heal me. In the morning all my injuries would be gone. During those nights, I would see a constant purple and gold light illuminating from my body. This meant that I was being healed.
Right now I am twenty years old and I still live under the same roof. I am still a house slave and have bruises all over my body from working too much. I can barely even scrub, it hurts so much. The director won’t even let me get another job and move out, and as the days go by the work becomes harder and harder and harder. You might ask how am I still alive and not suffering? I do suffer but from the loss of my family and because of my dreams of the animal experimentation, which I am having even now.
One night after an excruciatingly hard day as I am sleeping I have the same nightmare but this time it is calling me to find it. A dark blond haired man with a black suite and a purple stripe tie tells me that I will know when the time is right for me to run away and find this place. He also tells me that I cannot stay in the orphanage any longer. I am too weak and injured to go on living like this. If I go on I will die.
Suddenly I wake up from an alarm coming from the outside. I go out of my room, limping and see girls packing frantically and running in every direction. Still not really awake I walk into the chaos and then am trampled by girls running outside.
“Someone attacked our town.” The director helps me up. “We’ve got to get out of here and go underground where we will be safe.” She helps me pack and all of us run outside where we are met by a rain storm, lightning and a big crowd of people running in every direction. We step out into the pouring rain and try to stick together but in the chaos I lose the girls and the director and decide that this is my chance to find the center. As I run through the crowd my legs and feet hurt more and more. I run all over town until I see a flight of stairs going down, leading to a window which is lit up. I think there might be a little fire inside. I want to go down there and warm myself by the fire but when I take a step down I fall down the flight of stairs. I hit my head on the cement ground and become unconscious.
“Ma’am,” I wake up and hear a male voice address me as I feel my hands being handcuffed. “You are now our final subject.” Two guards pick me up and walk me into a dark tunnel which leads to a door that has a sign that reads, “Pino Rosso”. Another guard opens the door and I am escorted in.
“Back so soon?” A middle-aged man appears behind a newspaper.
“We have found her.”
“Good. She is exactly what we were looking for.” Pino picks up my head and looks into my eyes. His face seems familiar to me.
“Nice work guys.” One of the guards says to the other two and they hug each other.
“Anyway.” Pino takes a sigh and lets go of my face. “Do you know why you are here?”
“I had a dream tonight that I needed to find this place immediately. If I didn’t I would die. Then I woke up because there was an attack on our town and in all the chaos I got lost from my ‘family’ and decided it was the perfect time to find you.”
“Very good, very good. We attacked the town to find you. We knew that sooner or later you would find us in the chaos.” I look frightened. Before I can say anything in response Pino says, “Don’t worry, no one got hurt. When my men found you they made life for the town return to its usual. After a wild search for you the girls and the director of the orphanage decided that you have been killed. Now the entire town thinks that you are dead.”
“Am I really dead?” I say in a frightened voice and start sobbing.
“No, no. You are underground in the Sabrocola Center. You are safe here.” Pino holds my head against his chest. “We just had to do this because otherwise the center would be in danger from people looking for you.”
“Okay.” I say softly and wipe the tears off my face.
“Good. Now are you ready to fulfill your mission? Become the final victim of the century and be the subject of this entire center?”
“Yes, but why?” I am confused and scared.
“You have powers that are more powerful than any of us. We want to experiment on these powers. You won’t be hurt. We will make sure of that. You will have to stay here for a whole year though. Are you ready for that?” I think about it for a while and then agree, nodding my head.
“Good. Now Mike and Tom, take her to the servants’ sweet for some rest. She has a long night ahead of her tomorrow.” The guards walk back into Pino Rosso’s room. The other guards take me to the servants’ sweet. They take me through a maze with lots of twists and turns to the sweet. The path that we walk on is narrow, dark, cold and looks like a cave with no stairs.
“What is the servants’ sweet?” I ask curiously as we walk.
“The servants’ sweet is a room where all the female servants live. It is a place where they have their breaks. Before your nightmare tonight this used to be a prison run by aliens. They would keep their prisoners, humans as slaves, (servants). They also went out into the world, disguised as humans and take pets from people’s houses and animals from the wild to experiment on them. Starting tomorrow, this new center will be a replica of the old lab. The men will be like aliens. The ladies will be like the human prisoners and you will be like an animal.” One of the guards says, looking straight ahead. As we walk I turn over the strange information that I have just heard in my head. We reach a door and he opens it. I walk into a gorgeous room with a fancy bed and servants getting it ready for me. The servants wear different colored dresses with white aprons.
“Hello ladies,” He says, “this is our new subject.”
“Masha.” I introduce myself. One by one the servants come up to shake my hand.
“It is an honor to meet you Masha. We are delighted that you are going to stay with us for some time.” One of the servants says, shaking my hand.
“Okay ladies. Make sure she gets enough food and rest before 6 pm tomorrow evening.” One of the guards says, and he and his partner walk away closing the door behind them.
I go to the bedside and crash onto it without taking my wet clothing off. The servants take them off for me, walk me to the warm bathroom and dry me off. Then they take me back to the bed, lay me down and cover me with a soft cozy blanket. As soon as the blanket hits my body I fall into a deep and restful sleep which I have not had in years.

An inappropriate relationship with my step-dad…pt 1 [FM]

This is going to be a series of stories that have to do with a very inappropriate relationship I had with my step-dad during the summer between my Sophomore and Junior year in college. It’s something I hadn’t thought about in a long time but a recent conversation brought it back to light and seemed like it was interesting enough to share here.

I was staying with my mom and her husband due to my dad being out of the country for work. My mom and I had a horrible relationship at the time (still do actually), so I don’t think either of us were happy that I was there. The good thing was that both my mom and her husband were at work for most of the day, so it was really just a few hours in the evening that we all had to be there together.

[FM] Craving creampies and rough face fucks

Cross-post. I hope it isn’t too much for this sub! Hope you enjoy :)

This happened the other day:

Normally, I’m an all-anal type of girl. I can’t help it. I love the way a cock feels buried inside my tight asshole; the way a thick, hot load feels as it coats the insides of my guts; the way it feels when a firm hand strikes my ass cheeks. There’s nothing better.

But today, I’m not craving anal at all. Today, I need two things: a dick in my throat, and a creampie in my pussy.

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This urge actually crept on me last night. Like many of my sexual impulses, it reared its monstrous head without any warning or reason, and suddenly it was all I could think about.

That night, I’d been telling a Redditor about my sudden need for a creampie, and lamenting that my boyfriend had come home all whiskey-dicked and was already asleep.

This online acquaintance, who knows that I live in a university town, dared me to find a random guy on campus to creampie me. I demurred–it was late, and I was pretty tired–but he egged me on and (without much effort, if I’m being honest) convinced me.