Something I wrote for a very special Kitty… [Mf][inc]

I wasn't quite sure how to react when I saw her. The sight before my eyes was one part underground porno, one part every father's dream/nightmare, and one part childish abandon; There she was, my little princess, looking up at me as she blushed from being caught trying to hide behind the door of my liquor cabinet. That alone should have tipped me off. She is far, FAR too smart to think something like that would have the slightest chance of working…. normally. "Hi Daddy. You're- hic home early!"

She stumbled as she tried to stand up, even needing to steady herself on the door as her lithe form unraveled. She had grown like a weed the past 6 months, and her whole body looked thin and trim to the point just shy of gangly. Her short red hair was in disarray and when I glanced down I saw her cheeks weren't the only things flushed pink. Far from it. Her chest was bright red straight down to the hard pink nipples standing out like erasers on her just-swelling breasts. The pink even extended down to her namesake (which was completely hairless, though I don't know if that was it's natural state or if she had started removing the fuzz with the razor her mother gave her). It turned out that quick glance was ill-advised, however. She immediately straightened up, spread her legs slightly and thrust her chest out. "I was just thinking about you, daddy!" She obviously wasn't even aware that her free hand had already drifted back to her drenched slit when she lunged forward to grab me in a hug and pin herself tight against me.

I’ll Be a Mommy’s Uncle! (end) [Fm, inc, regression, x-dress, reluct, slow]

— 6 —

There were many days of unease that followed. Mother's little girl and I fell back into our routine of once a week. Only this time, when my cock threatened to spout off, I would jack on it and have a great cum. It was rare that I actually spilled onto my mother's naked skin, but not for not wanting to. I had to respect my daughter's wishes, and she really didn't like the nasty stuff hitting her. Still, her incredible body was the thing that turned me on the most, and the closer she was the more likely I'd shoot. Sometimes I didn't have a chance to redirect my load.

Mother, as an adult, never again acted like she had on my twelfth birthday. She reverted back to being strict and proper. I knew she wanted more than ever to eradicate the little girl who stole her Saturdays, especially since her son was now using the event for his personal sex fun.

One day my daughter and I fell asleep on my bed, and the next morning, mother woke up beside me. The sound that jostled me out of slumber was her sobbing.

Checking on Liam. [bdsm][Fdom][Msub][Fsub]

She woke suddenly, lifting her head to look around the dark bedroom. Jessie stirred slightly next to her, pulling at the blanket to cover her naked body. Her chestnut hair lay spread out over the pillow, contrasting with the white fabric. Gently she touched her face, and her eyes opened.

"Kim?" Her voice was raspy from misuse. "What's the matter?"

She smiled. "Nothing, my love." She brushed her hand against her cheek. "Go back to sleep."

Carefully, she slid her legs out from between the warm sheets, and placed her feet on the cool wooden floor. On the night stand, she pressed the button of her phone to show the time. 3:35 AM. In her mind she worked through the math, It's only been two hours or so since Jessie and I went to sleep. The light on the phone began to dim. It's been just over five hours since we left Liam alone. Her mind lingered on that fact. Too long, maybe.

The Samaritan (MF)

Mary slipped her plain cotton panties off, folded them carefully, and added them to the neatly organized pile with the rest of her uniform.

“You don’t have to do this,” James whispered.

“It’s not something I have to do, it’s something I want to do.” Mary leaned forward and kissed him. “Are you ready?”

Mary followed James’s gaze down to his midsection, where his raging erection, looking as hard and straight as a totem pole, left no doubt as to his readiness. She took one more deep breath before climbing onto the bed. She threw her leg over his midsection and knelt above his body. Her pubic hair tickled his balls as she held him in her hand, wondering at how hot and rigid it felt. She teasingly played with his hardness for a moment, drawing sighs of impatience from the man below her; the man that in the year she had known him had gone from being just a patient, to a friend, and now almost inevitably to a lover.

[fantasy][M][f]The Professor

It was just another school day for Jany, a normal high school senior, she was sitting in class like the rest of her classmates and daydreaming about many things. But unlike her classmates she didnt daydream about the seaside or about the fun time being not in school, her dreams were very very naughty, sex was constantly on her mind. But she didnt like the boys that were her age, they couldnt make her cum, she tried a few of them but they were just not good enough. As she was daydreaming about a wonderful night with a good looking guy, the bell rang and class was about to start. Mrs. Shelbey should come in any minute. The door opens but instead of the usual teacher getting in and starting the class, a tall male teacher enters.

Garden Party [MF][Strangers] (Part 1)

Kate smiled listlessly at the guests. Emma, Matt,… so many boring people she thought to herself. She suddenly realised she didn't like any of them, her husband included. He gets a promotion, and he throws a dumb garden party, so typical of him. Kate looked around for someone new to talk to, someone exciting. She dressed well for the party, as she always did. A knee high skirt and a black shirt. Yes, sounds plain but Kate could pull it off. At least as much as her age could permit. She would be 46 next month and was dreading the party for her birthday. "Hello Mrs.Stone" said a voice behind Kate. She caught a whiff of the sea from behind her. A sailor? Lets hope he isn't too shy, she thought to herself before turning around. She looked straight into a pair of steely blue eyes. "Hello…" she smiled and extended her arm. The man took her arm and shook it. He was not extremely good looking. But he exuded confidence and had rough good looks. "Have we met before?" Kate asked the man, her hand still in his. "No ma'am. I'm Jason. I used to work with your husband". He finally let go of her hand. He had strong hands, and a muscular torso to go with it. Kate couldn't help thinking what she would let those hands do to her. "How come I've never met you before Jason?" slowly leading him away from the crowd and closer to the fence. "Well ma'am" … "Kate".. "Ok Kate" he smiled at her,"I've been living in England the last couple of years. I worked with your husband before that only for a few months". She nodded silently. They walked silently for a moment. What do I tell him now, Kate thought worryingly. "You don't seem very thrilled at the party Kate" said Jason, breaking the tension. "Yeah well, how can I? You have to admit it is pretty boring" she said in disgust about the party. "Yes. Yes it is. But the last five minutes have been much better" Jason gave her a knowing smile. Kate blushed. She couldn't believe she had just blushed. It had been many years since a man made her blush. But two can play at this, she thought to herself and said "Really? I wonder what it could be?". They were standing next to the fence and staring at each other. He towered above Kate's diminutive 5 foot frame. He looked down on her and said "I have a feeling the next one hour is going to be a blast" Kate didn't take her eyes of him for a second. "You're really confident about yourself" she said her breathing getting heavier. "I am. I also like confident women" Jason placed his hand on hers. Kate looked across at her husband. The asshole was too busy talking to notice. "What are you looking at? I'm right here" said Jason. His voice was so sexy, so deep that it sent shivers down her spine. Suddenly he leaned towards her and whispered in her ear "Your garden shed is a really cute looking building". He walked away into the crows leaving Kate standing there, her heart thumping. She walked to the drinks table and had two shots of vodka. She turned and made her way to her garden shed. She remembered spending time here as a newlywed, rearing new plants. It must have been at least a year since she had entered the place. Looking around and waiting for the opportune moment, she turned the door knob and entered.

Garden party[FM] [Part 1]

Kate smiled listlessly at the guests. Emma, Matt,… so many boring people she thought to herself. She suddenly realised she didn't like any of them, her husband included. He gets a promotion, and he throws a dumb garden party, so typical of him. Kate looked around for someone new to talk to, someone exciting. She dressed well for the party, as she always did. A knee high skirt and a black shirt. Yes, sounds plain but Kate could pull it off. At least as much as her age could permit. She would be 46 next month and was dreading the party for her birthday.

I’ll Be a Mommy’s Uncle! (1-3) [Fm, inc, regression, x-dress, reluct, slow]

I'll Be a Mommy's Uncle! by DiscipleN

It's was dull around the house after my father died. You never know what you're going to miss about a person until he's gone. I'll never miss his cocaine frenzies or the occasional flings he flaunted before mom, but my father was a pretty fun guy otherwise. I was pretty young to be certain of my memories of the time he spent with me, but I know I was never bored. When I turned eleven, it seemed like the three previous years without Pop were one eternal drag after another.

You see my mother was very strict and proper, and she decided, soon after my birth, to ensure I never followed the outlandish path of my father. Curfew was instilled in me the day I left the crib. Sundown meant straight to bed, lights out, and no noise. I could play with friends, but only from after school 'til dinner time, five o-clock. She dressed me conservatively, short haircut, comfortable brown shoes probably designed by the Amish, and she only bought starched white shirts and permanent press gray or tan trousers. I was drilled in every pleasantry and courtesy, and learned manners fit for a duke. In religion she was a tad more flexible, Methodist or Southern Baptist. She took me to both every Sunday.

Bed Story[M][F][Mdom]

I threw her onto the bed, she wanted to grab me as I went over her, but I stopped her, I raised her hands and hold them together above her head. Her gentle little hands, her soft skin, they were small, I could hold them both with one hand and thats what I did. I hold her hands above her head and ripped her cloths , she laid now there in the bed with her chest naked in front of me and her eyes looking straight into mine as if she wanted to say “please take me, make me yours in an beastly way” . I knew what to do I went down and kissed her. She didnt resist, she loved it, she loved that I was in control of her making . I could feel her body moving under me, I spread her legs and pressed my body against hers. We started to grind, she could feel my hard dick through the thin fabric. I let go of her hands and took of her pants , sliding my fingers on her wet pussy. Licked her pussy over her panties as she grabbed the pillow behind her and squized it hard. Looking at her as I’d play with my tongue, her satisfied look, it was the look of pure satisfaction. Rising her legs she wanted to make me take off her panties, but I didnt do it, I buried my face and played with her a little more. Rased my head from between her legs and I took of her pants , as soon as the black panties were off I pushed her legs back and started to lick her pussy. She was in the perfect position now for me to make her scream. I could easily push my tongue inside of her pussy and play around in it. And thats what I did a few times, but my focus was on licking her from top to bottom as that was the thing that drove her crazy. Juices started to flow and I could tell by her moans that she couldnt hold it anymore. It didnt take long , I speed up my movements and she started to cum. Pussy juice was flowing down on her tits and some landed on my chin. I threw away my shirt and took down my pants . She wanted to get up and suck me but I stopped her , I pushed her back down and got over her. My dick slapping on her face, she knew what was coming . Slapped her once and she opened her mouth, I pushed it as much as I could inside her waiting mouth. She started to gag on it as I fucked her pretty face. Playing around with her nipples as she sucked me off was amazing. I slapped her tits a few times to hear her sexy little moans as she felt the pain. After some time face fucking her I pulled out my dick and raised it letting her lick my balls for some time as I played around with her body. She pushed me away and I got up , she turned around and raised her ass . I knew she wanted it bad now, but I love to tease. I started to slide my dick on her pussy. “Beg for it.” I told her She didnt hesitate a bit, she instantly started to beg. “Please fuck me, please use my pussy. I want your dick inside of me really bad, please fuck me like the little slut I am.” How couldn’t I? I mean after those words I heard I couldnt hold myself anymore, I pushed my dick inside of her until my balls hit on her cheeks. She screamed , she barely took it all the way in. I was now in her tight little pussy waiting, she started to move her ass slowly. But I knew she didnt like it slow, I took spread her cheeks and holded on to them, I started to fuck her fast and hard. She put her head in the pillow and started to raise her ass more and more in the air . She couldnt hold this pace for long, I slapped her ones on her ass and she lost it. I could feel her tight pussy getting tighter, and she came , she came hard. Her whole body was shaking and thats what made me go crazy. As she started cuming I pulled out and in a few strokes waves of cum started to pour on her ass and back. Cum sliding down on her ass as she was still shaking form the orgasm.

Me [M] getting carried away with a total stranger [F] in the back of a theater.

This is my first story on here. Been lurking for some time and finally decided I’d share some experiences I’ve had.

I’ll explain a little bit about who I am first, to help with context. I’m a 25 year old straight male. I guess you could consider me the “sensitive artist” type. I’m a musician, somewhat of a romantic, and for a living I’m a graphic designer. I *would* consider myself pretty conservative when it comes to sex, and I may have been before, but after analyzing my sexual experiences over the last few years, I just realize that’s simply not the case. Enough about me, ONTO THE STORY! This happened to me earlier this year, in the summertime.

I was at work one day (I worked in a creative firm downtown at the time) — a Tuesday to be exact — and one of my bosses, John (creative VP), made an announcement. We were taking on a local theater as a new client. They essentially wanted the works. It was to be a total rebranding effort; new website, new logo, a social media overhaul, etc. etc. John then announced, to my surprise, that in addition to being part of the team assigned to the client, I’d be in charge. I was excited. I saw this as a potential “stepping stone” into a more important position.