[M24] [M] I had prosthetic boobs put on me and I was weirdly turned on

ok, now that title might be a lot to take in but, let me explain… (it’s a bit of a long story) also i’m not posting pics, unless i change my mind

so last week i ran into a friend which i made at a party last year and she is a really great person, i’ll call her Jess. she works with prosthetic makeup for movie,music video sets (super cool, right?) anyway, she told me that she was given a bunch of gear in a workplace raffle that Jess and a few other coworkers won and asked if i and my gf wanted to try some of the stuff. i of course said yes and we set up a day to meet at her house. i asked Nikki (my gf) and she agreed to do it too. honestly she was probably more excited than i was.

ffw to yesterday when we met up. Jess took us to a room at the back of her house that was well lit and had tarp hung up on the walls and covering the floor, i guess she likes to prepare for the worst case scenarios. she told me and Nikki to wait for a second and she came back with this huge box, and went back for another box of the same size. Nikki was super intrigued and asked immediately if she could look like a zombie (she’s obsessed with horror/halloween stuff) to which Jess replied with a big grin.

New to New York. Might need a strong hand to guide me

The streets of New York were like a maze to me. They seemed simple in the movies, just squares with signs, how hard could that be? “Go straight for 3 blocks and take a left” is what I thought to myself, that couldn’t have been further from the truth. The sounds and fast paced lifestyle of New York was jarring to me, and truthfully, it still is. See, I’m from a small town in Oregon that’s just off the coast. Big skyscrapers and horns echoing through the streets are not what I’m used to. But I had a great opportunity that I couldn’t pass up, even if it did mean leaving my family and everything I knew behind. Today’s my first day at my new internship and look at the time, I’m already late and so, so lost.

A Mother’s Helping Hand Part 1 [MF] [Incest] [Taboo] [Mom/Son]

LMK if u liked it, and if I should continue this story. Enjoy!

Tate felt agitated. He was not looking forward to a conversation with Ma about his grades. Usually, Tate refused help from her when it came to homework, but sometimes when significantly behind in his work, he’d let her. The real reason he fought against her help was that he wanted to impress her. He didn’t want to let her down. Once home, Tate sat down with his mother, and as they looked over his grades and missing assignments, Tate felt hot blood pooling in his forehead and behind his eyes. He would often try and comfort his mother when it came to his grades. He’d say things like, “I got it under control,” or “my teacher hasn’t graded it yet.” He felt bad whenever he’d lie to her, but couldn’t help it. Tate had a problem. He sometimes wondered if he was a pathological liar. It came easy to him, always had. The semester was almost over, so Tate’s mother pushed harder than she usually would have given the time constraint. She pushed and pushed until he gave in. Eventually, Tate agreed to let her help. Finally, she said “I can’t always do this, you know. You’ve got to learn to discipline yourself in your work. I know it’s difficult, but you’ve got to put in the effort. Do you know anything I can do to help you gain motivation so that you can do your work on your own?” Tate didn’t know but said that he’d figure it out. She called BS, and so they brainstormed together. She suggested she could take away his phone and give it back to him once he got caught up. At first, Tate was hesitant about the idea, but gradually, as she does so well, his mother whittled him down until he resisted no longer. Although annoying, Tate knew his mother was right, and that this would ultimately help.

The Massage Goddess – Jane (FF) (Sensual) (Spiritual)

Name: Jane
Age: 34 years old
Race: white
Occupation: Office Administrator
Marital Status: Divorced
Children: 1
Service Requested: Massage and Bodywork
Problem Areas: Shoulders, hips, calves
Other notes: Stressed, need to relax

It’s a snowy April afternoon in the Rockies. The sun is bright, and the snow sticks to the evergreens. I pull up to the modern, rustic minimal. It’s built on a slope, giving the effect of blending into the scenery. I take a final nervous breath, then walk up to my destination. “Full Circle Bodywork and Energy Healing,” the sign above the door reads, in a white, flowy, zen-like script.

I walk in and my eyes immediately rest. I hadn’t realized how bright the sun and snow were outside. The place is covered in earth tones, from the walls, to tapestries hanging, to the displays of artwork. It smells like a divine concoction of natural oils, though none are distinct enough to name. It’s dimly lit with amber colored lamps. The space looks textured with all kinds of materials. A figure then appears through bamboo drapery.

“Hello, you must be Jane,” the figure says. Her voice is soft and comforting. It has a sweetness to it that puts me instantly at ease.

Clementina, Part XXVIII [extreme, sf/horror/fantasy, monsters, non-consensual, transgender, anal, lactation, TFFF, incest (m/s, m/d, gm/gs)]

WARNING: THIS IS, AT TIMES, A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR, WEIRD SLIMY EXTREME SEX, ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION, GORE, AND MORE. MUCH OF THIS STUFF IS BIOLOGICALLY IMPOSSIBLE.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed and sad. Please heed all warnings!

If you’re the kind of person who ignores warnings and regrets it later, have this: r/eyebleach

There are transgender people in this story, there are monsters in this story, and there are transgender monsters in this story. I AM NOT IMPLYING TRANSGENDER PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS. I am just having fun with genders, ‘cause, after all, ain’t that the point?

This story assumes you have read all previous parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

This part continues chapter 6. This chapter is turning the story back to its roots as a horror story. You have been warned. This part begins immediately after Part XXVII ends.

Smitten with My Therapist PT III [MF]

For the past few weeks I’ve been waking up most mornings next to my beautiful, funny, caring, and fiesty girlfriend. I wake up with a smile every morning that we’re together. We’ve spent so much time together watching TV, learning about each other’s lives and families, and listening to musicals in the car. I’ve wooed her with my cooking skills and she even faked interest in watching hockey with me. Somehow least importantly, we are also having the best sex that I’ve ever had in my twenty-nine years.

Everything seems like it is perfect but there is a problem. Kelly used to be my therapist, and while I don’t have any problems with the way we met or having previously trusted her to help with my mental well-being it seems like a few licensing boards and her bosses probably would. I know we are both aware of this but there had definitely been a silent agreement for us to ignore it for the time being.

my straight friend male male story

So was told this could be good so sharing. Was friends with this guy since I was a teen. One day he asked to hang out and I agreed. Was nothing sexual based. He wanted a friend I did too. First time we hung out after a few hours he asked if it was cool to get naked cause he liked to be nude. Says it was no issue I wouldn’t care knowing he would get me hard doing it. So he did. I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind visually so as we drank and the night went we eventually got on the subject of rimming and he didn’t know how it felt too have his hole licked at all. Eventually I somehow talked him into sitting on my face and letting me show him. From that night on we always hung out naked and I told him if he was in the mood he didn’t need to ask but just present himself. Had one time hours brother showed up after he blew a load on my face. Another he let me go to the bathroom with him and he pissed down my throat. Another time he asked me to lick on his dirty feet to know what it feels like for the women he likes to lick the feet of. That was the last experience before I lost it. After that I’d get between his legs and lick on his feet every weekend until he fell asleep from Friday to Sunday. Dude was a let’s go out barefoot to the store hiding his shoes kinda guy. He was perfect. My gay friend his age was mad I got him in mouth cumming first but I didn’t care. Stole many guys from him anyway lol. One time he was pounding my throat and then some guy showed up to say he hit my car and dude busted right before and told him that I thought he was cute. He didn’t get boundaries once I left with his cum across my face. Was a year worth of nude hanging and loving his feet rimming and sucking untill one time he crawled up on the recliner I was in and pounded my throat hard until he finished. He was never dominant but said that was his dom side and wanted to find girl 3 to do that with. I see her every few weeks at her job and he never had luck but he pushed me away. Still dream about him. Loved the taste of his feet his hole his cock and his cum. Still have days I feel his cum running down my cheeks. Wasn’t the first or last straight boy I’ve been with

Co-worker(F24) changes my(M28) mindabout what great sex is!!!

Long time reader, first time poster. I was dared by a friend to write stories of some of my exploits over the years and I figured I would give it a shot. Plenty of stories to tell if this goes well. Obviously names and other details will be changed to protect identities.

So I am from a little beach town with a huge tourism industry. I have worked in that industry since I was fifteen years old in some way or fashion. In this particular story I was working as a bartender at a local restaurant. I had been working at this restaurant for about a year and a half at the time of this story.

My gf, Amy, has me fuck her best friend while she is out of town. (Part 10) (FFFM 21)

Amy and Sarah went to Sarah’s bedroom and Mary and I went to Mary’s bedroom.

Amy said, “Good night Jack, I love you. I hope you have a good time fucking Mary,” as she went into Sarah’s room.

I said, “Good night Amy, I love you. Enjoy Sarah’s pussy.”

I heard laughing from Sarah’s room then.

Mary and I brushed our teeth and then went to bed. It was dark and cold in her bedroom. She was wearing panties and a tshirt and I was just in my boxers. We made out for a long time. We were laying on our sides facing each other and she had a leg wrapped around me. I was running my hands down her back and touching her panty covered ass.

I stopped kissing a minute and said, “Mary?”

Mary said, “What?”

I said, “Your ass is spectacular.”

She laughed and said, “Thanks. I guess all my workouts paid off.”

I said, “Whatever you are doing works.”

Mary said, “I hope this doesn’t sound vain, but I know I have a nice ass. I’ve always enjoyed flaunting it and seeing guys reactions.”

Waking up….

A hand is rubbing between my legs over my naked wet cunt. A moan escapes my mouth. Teasing my clit and then I feel 2 fingers being pushed into my cunt, fucking me slowly. I blink with my eyes trying to see, I remember we got home late so tired that we went straight to bed.