Tag: Straight

Pets, part 1 (FF, FM, Bondage, Dom)

A quick note, despite the title, there is no bestiality involved in this post. Ok, so this is my first post here and if anyone has any constructive advice, criticism, or other comments then i would love to hear it! Also, please excuse the poor tagging since i don't know what tags to use nor do i have much experience with them, so any tags to add to this would be appreciated.

I wrote this a while ago and there is about 8-9000 words overall, and i could write more… I just don't have the inspiration to :P So i'll post as much of it as i can here and if you like it i'll post some more, and even write a bit more if i feel like it :)

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Pets by CJace33 Read more »

Chronicles of an Incestuous Daughter Part 5 and 6 (finale) [Ffm] [inc] [mast]

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

I finished the last two parts early so decided to submit them together. Enjoy :*

The next morning was a little awkward with mom and myself. I asked Harold to leave after the whole ordeal last night and Mom didn’t say a word, she just went straight to bed.

She was at the table having breakfast; Guy had come by in the morning and gone, cooking up some blueberry waffles me, while mom at some organic stuff. She poured me a cup of coffee and looked at me.

“Look Jules…”

“Mom, I’m sorry, I know it was inappropriate to do anything like that in your house.”

“Julie, my sweet Julie.” She said as she walked towards me and wrapping her arms around me. “Never think this is my house, this is as much mine as it is yours.”

She sat back down and took a sip of her coffee. “What I am angry about is where you did it.”

“Uhm what?” I asked.

“Julie, that’s the Jacuzzi, I know it’s kind of sexy having sex in the Jacuzzi…”

“Mom! I didn’t have sex.” Read more »

Chronicles of an Incestuous Daughter Part 4 [Ff] [mf] [mast] [inc]

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

I quickly changed out of the dirty clothes and got into a robe and went downstairs to see why my mom had called me. I was honestly scared, what would I say when she asks why I went through her gym bag. It is such an awkward thing to talk about, do I tell her I find her a bit attractive? There has already been a misunderstanding about her laundry a few years back.

My mom was standing by the door and told me to help her with the groceries. Wow what a relief, I thought. As she headed outside to get the other groceries, I grab the gym bag and toss it in the laundry room. She luckily did not notice.

Once all the groceries were in the kitchen I ran back to grab the dirty clothes to put in the laundry. I noticed the panties I had cum in, had some white smears. Wow, I felt like wearing them again and masturbathing in them. I can just imagine someone wanting to buy these panties. A sexy, gorgeous woman who did hot yoga and Pilates first wore them. Then her petite daughter ran and sweated buckets and would soon climax in them. Read more »

Chronicles of an incestuous daughter part 1[Ff] [inc]

I had always been slightly attracted to my mother, she was a single parent and extremely successful in the architecture world. I am surprised how she was able to spend time with me and run a multi-million dollar business at the same time.

Let me paint a picture of my mom, Kristen. She was fairly tall around 5’10” and extremely fit. Not petite at all, she worked out so had some muscle, she weighed around 150 lb. and with not an inch of fat. She had tight legs and a tight abdomen. Her breasts did not look a day older than 25, they refused to droop. They were extremely firm. She had absolutely no wrinkles and not anywhere close. Her ass was one of the most greatest things about her, she had been squatting for nearly 25 years so it was in perfect condition. I knew men worked with my mom just to look at my mom and investors took her out to ‘business dinners’ just to be seen with her. She used her sexuality to get herself further in life. At 40 she was insanely sexy, sometimes the thought of her makes my panties wet. Read more »

I Remember The Day She Went Off to Boarding School [Mf] [Str8]

I remember she was only 13 when her father sent her away to boarding school in Switzerland. She looked very mature for her age. She was tall, athletic and had beautiful red hair like her mother. Her father was my partner at our law firm and my closest friend. We went through thick and thin together. His daughter was fairly close to me when younger, sort of like a daughter.

My wife could not conceive so we did not have any kids. Just two busy people living in Austin. Janice used to come back from Switzerland every summer to visit her family, in the summer I never saw her since I was usually in Barbados by then, I heard stories how she was growing up and becoming a real woman. Once she graduated she was thinking of going to university in the city.

I didn't see her for nearly 5 years. Until last summer. She finally moved back to Austin in the summer taking a year off to help the mentally challenged kids before going off to university. Here is how I slept with my best friends daughter. Read more »

Good Girls Have Fun to [MF at this point]

“Hurry,” he said but calmed his voice befoe he said it. He didnt want to sound too desparete or pushy as either would mean this wasnt going to happen, however he wanted to get past the point of her reconsidering. Once her panties were off and his hands were on her hips there was a pretty good chance things were going to proceed. “I want to make sure we both have a good time” he finished. He watched her slip her panties down her legs. She pulled one leg out and then stepped the other out and stood up straight still clutching them in her hand.

She could have just pushed them past her hips and let them fall to the ground but as long as her fingers were grasping the small undergarment she still felt like she might be able to stop, not that she wanted to. The feeling was exhilerating and she hated it. She has always been so boring. A good girl. The current circumstances made her heart race and her body become flush with excitement and she didnt know how to handle it. “Now, don’t look.” She was self-conscious of her body. It didn’t look the way she wanted. Not that she wanted to look like a swimsuit model, but smoothed out about twenty-five pounds would be nice. “Don’t look?” He thought it was an odd request considering their circumstance. “Yeah, just don’t stare at me.” He nodded. He knew not to press. “Sure, now come here.” She was blushing and wondered if he could tell. He could and he wanted to get started in hopes she would relax. Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 4 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HER

I rush to dress and dry my eyes before Isobel arrives. As I grab my overalls, I find that I cannot get them over my rapidly expanding ass. I jump, shimmy, and pull, but they are just too small. Isobel arrives to see my large white rear, bare and exposed, with my overalls pulled tightly underneath.

“I told you to lay off the clover,” she mocks, dropping the bucket and walking back to her friends.

I fall to the hay, sobbing hysterically. I am so fat, and I hate it. I hear the sheep laughing. Then they start to taunt Yinlee: “You wanted to be like the cows.” “Soon you’ll be a fat whore like Kami.” “I will not!” she shouts back in protest. As I cry, my muscles grow tense and achy. By now I realize that even having the water on my skin is making me fat. I’ll just have to do without, I resolve silently as my sobs fade to a sniffle.

Still depressed and embarrassed, I wrap myself in my blanket and walk to Mable’s stall. She is lying quietly in the hay, her shirt partially unbuttoned as she nurses Toby. “Do you have any…bigger clothes I could borrow?” I ask meekly. Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 2 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HIM

As you exit the barn and see my silhouette in the fields you notice there's the silhouette of a plow next to me. As you approach you notice there's no bull or horse to pull it and before you have a chance to question I cut you off, "Now Kami, I know you've got an… attestation to bein' a milking cow, truth is I could really use the hand plowing the field this season." My voice is deep and rich, just a hint of a southern accent to it, but not a drawl, you might almost think me a southern gentleman were it not for the flannel shirt and faded jeans. I stand at least a half a head taller than you, and you never really got the feeling of just how broad my shoulders were, built like an ox some might say.

I continue speaking, drawing you from your thoughts, "Now your master gave me the notion you would rather work like a bull than milk like a cow, an'… judging by the shape you got," I pat your thick thighs with a big calloused hand, emphasizing the shape I mean, "I figure you got some muscles that could be put to mighty fine use here under this plow." I gesture to the equipment, already to be used. "So… what do you say? You help me out and I see if I can convince your old farmer not to sell or slay ya, deal?" Read more »

Blackberries [Str8,mw]

My name is Ellie. I’ve always had problems with boys. I don’t like them but I know I’m supposed to. I was too young to realise it at first but it gradually dawned on me through the years that other girls had some sort of attraction that was completely alien to me. They talked about their hair or eyes or how cute they were and all I could see was how shallow, rude and uncaring they were. The first boy to show an interest in me, pulled me aside and asked if I wanted to see his ‘giant cock’. The repulsion flowed like a wall of sick that ran through me and almost emptied my breakfast over his school shirt. I could not understand why I would want to see it but he extricated it from his pants and the limp, scraggly, wrinkled worm he pulled out finally broke the tenuous control I had over my stomach and he yelled as curdled milk and soggy, gelatinous wheat-things emptied onto his shirt and pants. Read more »

Getting Wet [Older woman/younger man, swimmer, solo]

Hi Everyone! This is Alex Faye. I am new to writing erotica and wanted to share a chapter of the first book I am working on. Let me know what you guys think. I would really appreciate it to help write better stories for you guys!

 

 

 

I heard the first car pull up and the sound of two doors slam shut. The front door opened with Chris walking through with a friend behind him. Chris definitely took after his father in looks, but luckily none of his personality.

 

“Hey Mom! I'm back for the weekend. Everyone else should be here in an hour or two.”

“And who is your friend?”

“This is Michael. He is the captain for the swim team.”

 

Michael looked to be the same age as my son, maybe a year or two older. He reached out to shake my hand. His touch was smooth but firm with confidence.

 

“Hello Mrs. Lynn. Thank you for letting us come over to have a team get together. We really appreciate it.” Read more »