[TF/TG] On the Edge

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*Michael uses a spell to learn what it feels like to become a woman but he’s playing a dangerous game. If he cums he stays that way forever.*

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Michael shifted uncomfortably on the couch. He’d been imagining this meeting for weeks, ever since he tracked the witch down online and this…wasn’t what he was expecting. Rather than a wooden hut sequestered away in the woods he was sitting in a regular living room patterned in pastels with a ‘Live, Laugh, Love’ posted taking up much of the wall. If anything, the normalcy made him feel more uncomfortable and this so called ‘witch’ wasn’t helping.

She looked more like a yoga instructor than a bestower of magical spells. She wore tights and a tank top and had light brown hair that bounced on her sun-tanned shoulders. When he’d arrived, he’d assumed he’d gotten the address wrong until she gave her name.

“So,” Sally plopped herself down on the adjacent couch, “you want a spell to become a woman?”

Michael nodded and blushed deeply.

Finally had our second [MFM] and I’m still blown away

This happened last night and I could barely sleep after being so amped up afterwards. My wife and I, both 38, started opening up our marriage 4 years ago when we developed an interest in sharing her in an MFM. She found a guy on Tinder, we had him over a couple times, definitely enjoyed it, but then I got her pregnant so the shenanigans stopped. We didn’t really revisit it until a couple years later, but she was then set to go back to work, which is really stressful for her and does not leave much room for the constant sifting through Tinder for potential thirds to join us.

I joined a local reddit gone wild sub and after seeing a couple posts by guys, I reached out and got to chatting with one. He ticked off all the boxes I thought we were looking for: not weird, had a decent sized cock, was not afraid of incidental contact, and was all about helping me please her. We had him over to meet us in person during the week, and everyone seemed to click. She was definitely interested but wasn’t quite sure he was (to which I told her she was crazy).

Disturbia [M/F, imprisonment, mild violence, CNC, sadomasochism play, and mentions of trauma reimagined into painplay]

note: not proofread before posting.

Part One:

“Sweetheart,” he urges me, my wrists clutched in his hands as a lock of black hair falls into his eyes. He is sweating. He is normally composed and arrogant; a jester on a cruel lord’s dance floor, eternally smirking and simpering to a crowd of self proclaimed lords and ladies ravenous for our blood. “Sweetheart,” he says again, and it ends in a whine. He is frantic. The way his nails dig half-moons into my skin excites me. “Don’t. Dont!”

The room we are in is locked. The keyring hangs heavy at his belt. I can hear the other prisoners from the ward banging on the door, inciting each other to open the damn door. This close, I can smell the sweat and fear on him like a rot. He has lost all facade of composure with the silver flint in my hand. The oil pools pungent on the walls, coating everything but the rest of the facility in slick contempt.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 284-286) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 284: Choice of Weapon

With the mysterious ‘miss Ruby’ nowhere to be seen, Number Four had plenty of time to pick his weapon. The shirtless men opened the massive chests they brought which contained a heap of sharp blades and pointy sticks.

The old man took skimmed over the surface contents of the chests, but instead of rummaging through each one, he knelt at one chest, placed his hand on the chest’s back wall, and gently nudged it forward. But instead of staying in place, like a some-three-hundred-pound object should have, the chest skid forward, sliding several feet across the rocks before the friction stopped it and it toppled over, spilling its contents across the ground.

“Agh!” one of the masked staff barely jumped out of the way from the chest that landed right where he stood a second ago.

KLIT 96.9 THE RAVE 124 Surprise Lunch Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BONDAGE TOYS ROLE PLAYING)

“”The feel of her naked butt as my hand roughly grip it. “Yes, you will do just fine” trying to keep my voice as neutral as possible butt the dampness between my legs was clearly becuming a problem. My hand slipped, it touched her, her pussy and mine started to leak!
Listening to the foot steps cuming down the hall. Pulling my attention from my new found play toy off to my boyfriend. My boyfriend who is cuming down the hallway and is just about to enter our bedroom! “Cum, cum here” I begged seeing the crack in the door. My heart was all a flutter, my pussy is clearly wet! Plunging my lips after his as we kissed. “Go on feel that tight booty. Those nice grab me hips. Hell even that rack she has” telling him where to touch. Trying to contain my own naughtiness! Slurping down his hard cock while I was scrambling to get off the bed! This was happening too fast, way too fast as I perched on our dressing room chair. Legs spread, hand tapping my own clit as I watched in fascination. Now consigned to watch in the silence as he ravished her body…”

KLIT 96.9 THE RAVE 122 Miss Thelma’s assistant… Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BONDAGE TOYS ROLE PLAYING)

“”Is, is everything set? Is everything to your liking?” Yes, this is what I do. I’m not the gorgeous model that you see. I am more like a gopher, a yes ma’am and above all else Miss Thelma’s assistant who at the moment has one vibraphone that is ringing.”

“Kicken’ It Country Klit 96.9 The Rave with DJ Maeve” Nova ReBoot said with an echo at the end.

“Hmm, now where can I get an assistant. Already I like where this is going. This is DJ Maeve cuming all over your speakers from our home at Kicken’ It Country Klit 96.9 The Rave. Here is something that we rarely hear about is the hidden person that makes the world happen for the movie stars. Now back to the tail.”

“Yes, yes ma’am” running to keep up with Miss Thelma. The way she commands the stage with (taking a hard gulp) her beauty. “Is..” almost fainting by the looks of it.. “her? Her it is”. Really regretting my delay in this casting part of this commercial. Seeing that, that huge snake just hanging down between his legs! Wanting to shift my composure, the feeling of me getting so, so wet. Butt then watching him kiss the snake… Not his cock cause that would be (fanning myself) a real snake butt his (gulp) other companion.

A surreal sex marathon in Finland with a beautiful nordic virgin [MF] [M31/F23]

Author’s note: Skip to the divider to avoid the **lengthy** backstory! I’ll eventually learn to be less long-winded I promise.

I loved traveling solo.

There were just so many fantasies attributed to it, chief among them the prospect of meeting and fucking hot strangers. I’d read enough stories of impromptu skinny dipping sessions, fucking in the hostel showers, and bar alleyway blowjobs that these possibilities loomed whenever I stepped off a plane. What wasn’t to love about a transient fling where everyone was more or less on the same horny page?

The problem this time though, was that I’d flown 12 hours to Eastern Europe from Los Angeles for far more somber reasons not fit for a sexy story. After a month and a half of seeing nothing but the insides of big white tents and speaking a slavic language I was barely functional in to scores of frustrated refugees, it was safe to say I wasn’t in the most social mood by the end. In fact, I found myself actively trying to avoid seeing people at all.

Last Night

I woke up with a groan as I rolled on my side, facing away from the light that crept through the poorly closed blinds.
Rubbing my eyes to rid them of their grogginess, my mind flashes with a replay of the night before.
His rough calloused hands teasing and playing with my most sensitive area. They way his dominance and demanding nature was enough to have me soaking before he even touched me.
Sitting up slightly in bed I bask in remembrance of last night. Last night he’d done things to me I didn’t think possible.
He roughly grabbed my hips from behind, spinning me so I was facing his chest. His used his finger to tilt my head back so I was looking him straight in the eyes. His eyes held his every desire, his need for control and his dominance in the bedroom.
“Oh baby I’ve been waiting all day for this I’m gonna fuck you so fucking hard.”
The tension was palpable and thick as the anticipation of what he was going to do to be grew with every aching moment.
I nodded eager and ready.
“Strip.” He ordered and I complied.
I slowly lifted my shirt revealing the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra and then lowered my shorts leaving me in only my lacy underwear. Taking a steadying breath I hooked my thumbs at the sides of my hips and slowly slid my panties down my legs leaving them to fall to the ground at my feet.
“Good girl.”
The butterflies in my stomach flutter at his praise. I watch in anticipation as he slowly removes his shirt, his eyes never once leaving my body. His bare chest sending a jolt right to my core leaving me heaving with lust. Slowly unbuckling his belt and removing his pants, he stands before me in nothing but his black boxers.
My eyes never leave him waiting for his next instruction and I don’t have to wait long as he discards his boxers and orders me to lay on my back on the bed.
The sight of his bare penis sends a thrill of excitement through me not just at his size but from the knowledge that he knows exactly how to use it.
Collecting his belt from the floor he stalks towards me he hovers on my body before he takes my hands and secures them together, bound in his belt. My wrists flex struggling against the restraint but it’s no use.
His eyes slowly rake down my body, inspecting every inch. He humms in approval when his eyes meet my pussy. My chest rises and falls at a fast pace and I squirm under his gaze.
“Spread those legs for me darling.” I instantly comply, my patience wearing thin.
His hand inches towards me and I wait for the feel of his fingers on my clit.
When his hand finally makes contact, the pressure and stimulation from his fingers gingerly rubbing over my sensitive clit, my back arches form the bed and a loud satisfied moan leaves my mouth. My loud heavy breathing and sensual moans fill the room.
Picking up the pace he teases my opening with one of his fingers, pushing slightly in and out but not nearly far enough to ease the ache starting to settle in my stomach.
“Please.” I beg wriggling on the bed desperate to feel him fill me.
He chuckles “Aw baby do you want that bad huh?”
“Yes oh my god please I want to so bad.” I whine desperately.
He grants my wishes when he roughly plunges his finger deep into me causing my breath to leave me and suck in a big breath of air to try and counteract the feel of him pumping his finger in and out of me at an ungodly pace.
Adding a second finger and slightly curling his finger to reach my g-spot causes a string of guttural moans to leave my lips as pure ecstasy floods my body.
Sensing my release he quickens his pace and growles in my ear “cum for me baby.” hearing his voice I release.
As I come down from my high he speaks sweet nothings into my ear, praising me.
“That was just a start baby are you ready for me now?” Still lulled by my orgasm I can only manage a nod.
He positions his head my entrance and I wait in anticipation for his intrusion. He slowly pushes his length in causing my muscles to stretch to accommodate him my breath hitches as he sinks himself into me once he’s fully inside he stills allowing me to adjust to him giving him the nod to continue he grunts and starts pumping in and out of me ferociously his pace is feral and it is absolutely amazing his grunts, his moans quick breaths and lustful eyes all flood my body with a sense of absolute euphoria.
His continued pumping releases moans and sharp intakes of breath on my part my eyes have rolled to the back of my head and my wrists ache from the pressure that the belt causes which just adds to the pleasure my legs shake at his continued thrusts.
The pressure in my stomach once again begins to build with my impending orgasm. My vagina pulses and convulses around his cock buried deep within me.
Sensing my release once again he coaxes my orgasm “That’s it baby, yes, just like that cum for me.”
With his words I release again with an earth shattering moan.
As I convulse around his cock I urge him to his own orgasm with his head thrown back and a guttural groan he releases deep inside me. His cum filling me. He stills basking in the pleasure his chest heaves as he takes deep breaths. He slowly removes his cock from inside me but once his cum starts to leak from my opening he uses his thumb to gather it and push it back inside me.
“Mine.” he says.
The ache that is still present this morning, in my abdomen is evidence of our activities last night and I would do it all over again in a heart beat.

i made my (ex)girlfriend handover her wet panties to a stranger [MFM][long]

this is a story from my birthday a couple of years ago, and a few weeks before the covid lockdown. my girlfriend – let’s call her ayesha – and i had planned to spend the evening with my girlfriend with a cozy date at our favourite restaurant. ayesha had worn a little black spaghetti-strap dress and looked quite stunning in it. our drive on the way to the restaurant was rather timid with considerably more kisses and touches and thigh grabs than usual given the occasion.

to tell you about ayesha – she was a petite girl with naturally bronzed skin, ample tits that would fit snugly in my hands, and a plump butt. she wasn’t the most outgoing or even the kinkiest of my exes, but she was always willing to explore and always so eager to please.

as we reached the restaurant, we requested to be seated a little more privately and were quickly led to a dimly lit quiet corner. we sat on the same side of the table and ordered our drinks and food. until our order arrived we were sharing laughs and teasing – my hands were grazing her thighs while she rested her head on my shoulders with her arms across my chest.

Seduced out of my virginity by my dream girl (Part 2/2) [MF]

This is part 2 of my second night with Summer.

Part 1 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vakppb/seduced_out_of_my_virginity_by_my_dream_girl_part/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

The time before this, when she first turned me into a boob guy, is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/v9vsoh/how_i_became_a_boob_guy_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).

Summer, the girl of my dreams, lay half-naked and trembling beside me, my fingers having driven her to an orgasm. I was spooning her, and could feel every spasm and heartbeat as I cradled her while she recovered. Finally she lay still and my fingers slid out of her pussy, soaking and wrinkled from her juices.

“That better not be it,” she said.

“Not at all.”

I flung the covers off and rolled us over so I was on top, staring down at Summer on her back. She looked so beautiful and without even thinking I lowered myself to kiss her deeply. Our saliva swirled around each other’s mouths as our lips sucked and our tongues thrust in and out, desperate to taste everything. My wet hand clamped on her breast and she moaned into me while pawing at my hair. Summer ran her hands up to pull my shirt off and I quickly leaned back to relieve myself of it before falling back down to kiss her again.