Tag: Straight

Mother Lover: The End

I couldn’t stand the thought of my mother blaming herself, regardless of the circumstances, which is why I didn’t waste time consoling her.

After searching the mansion, I eventually found her strolling through the north gardens. It’s something she always used to do when life got too much, because she said it helped to clear her mind.

“I know why you’re here, Ben.” She said as I caught up to her.

“You do?” I ask somewhat surprised.

Honestly, I didn’t have a clue about what to say once I reached her.

“You came to tell me you don’t want lessons anymore. And that you probably hate me right now, which I totally understand.”

“Mom, that’s not it. That’s not it at all.”

A shimmer of light sparked in her eyes again when I gave her hope for retribution.

“Honey, do you realize what I did to you in there? Do you even know what actually happened?”

“Not really, but it doesn’t make me hate you. I’m sure about that.”

“Well, it should. Because I don’t know what came over me.” She insisted I hold her responsible. Read more »

Romantic Roulette (MF, Dubcon, Bondage, Impregnation Risk, Exhibitionism, Anal Play)

Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/BreedingStories/comments/qveluo/romantic_roulette_mf_oral_dubcon_bondage_risk/

Jennifer seriously considered blocking his number the next morning. Despite the wonderful job he’d done in bed, she was sure it was all just an act, and that if she let him get her naked again, his inevitable failure would only retroactively ruin the memory of their first night together. After a day of classes and a night without any promising new suitors on any of her dating apps, she reconsidered Dan again, despite her misgivings. After another day she was honestly surprised she hadn’t heard from him, and decided to text him.

‘What if I’m not free next weekend?’ she sent.

An hour later she got her response, ‘Then I guess you’ll never know.’

She found his distance both surprising and annoying. Why didn’t he want to see her more? He’d been awfully into her the other night, but now he seemed almost bored of her.

‘I can do tomorrow or Thursday night,’ she responded finally after deleting a couple messages that came across as too needy. There was no way she could last until Friday night without fucking someone; she’d be a wreck. Read more »

A Christmas Gift From My Sister

“If anything, I think it’s getting worse.”

Becky, my sister, was peering out the window of the cabin at snow that I had no doubt was falling in big, pillowy flakes, just as it had been for the past few hours. 

“They’ll make it,” I said. “Mum will make dad drive through actual hell to get here. You know what she’s like. A little bit of snow isn’t going to stop her perfect Christmas from happening.”

Becky turned away from the window and walked back over to the couch across from the comfortable wingback armchair I was sitting in, glass of red in her hand.

“I hope so,” she said, dropping down into the seat. “But honestly, Jack, I’m not so sure. You can’t even see the road anymore. It’s completely white outside.” Read more »

Four-foot-high club [FM]

Through my thin socks and the fabric of his shorts, I felt something twitch. By the time I turned the page in my book, it had become unmistakable: he was getting hard under my feet.

The train was crowded, full of students heading home for the holidays, nearly every seat taken. Besides the rattling and rumbling of the train, the car was quiet, the chatter of the early trip replaced by the soft hum of people dozing, snacking, watching TV shows on their phones. I didn’t dare say anything, or make any quick movements, or I’d risk calling attention to myself. So I turned the page and flexed my foot slightly against his stiffening cock. His cock flexed back at me, and now I could see it, a thick ridge pressed against his left thigh.

He turned his head to me and we traded tiny smiles. Almost unconsciously, my hips lifted a few centimeters, rising to the thrill of being so naughty in public. He must’ve noticed my shifting, because slowly (so slowly) he slid his hand from where it had been resting on my thigh, letting it slip down to my hip, then under my ass, then fully cupping my cheek. I was wearing a short dress and a pair of pink cotton panties with tiny bows at the top of each thigh, and I could feel them start to tighten against my pussy as my lips swelled. Read more »

Welcome Home: Part Four (Two of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Slim and Stacked]

“Here we are,” Jordan said, a bit excited as the ladies looked over the bar. The DJ, the bartender, and the waitresses were all in place. Jordan looked out the front window and saw the bright headlights of people parking.

“Can’t believe it,” Mary said as she stood next to Claudia.

“Believe it,” Sherry said. “You all did great. I have never seen this many people trying to get in here.”

“Let’s not keep them waiting,” Jordan smiled.

Slowly the four of them walked out into the parking lot. “Holy shit,” Sherry exclaimed as she looked at the rows of cars.

“Your husband is directing some of the other cars to park in the field across the street,” Ethan smiled.

“You’re shitting me,” Sherry said as she tiptoed to see rows of brake lights.

“Nope,” Ethan smiled. “Don’t worry, I will make sure we get a head count, but the place is much bigger than it was before, which made the parking lot smaller.”

“All of them can get in, right?” Jordan said, looking at the people.

“I would say more than likely,” Ethan nodded.

“Good,” Jordan said as she looked at everyone. Read more »

Welcome Home: Part Four (One of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Slim and Stacked]

Jordan slowly pulled the long thick dildo out of her. Her breath slowly returned to its average pace. Jordan loved these few moments of privacy she had on Sundays. She felt the oozing lubricant escaping her. The dildo had a few remnants of its contents on the tip.

Jordan loved the feeling of it shooting deep inside her. It almost felt real. Almost. “Damn,” she said as she heard the familiar sound of her father’s truck pulling up. She quickly wrapped her toy into her towel. As she got up from the bed, she could feel the lubricant rolling down her leg. “Damn it!” she shouted. As usual, she had used too much. Jordan quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them up. She would have to take them to the cleaners later. Jordan’s mum had got in her head that she had to do Jordan’s laundry. Jordan didn’t want to try and explain the mess inside the jeans. She threw on a shirt and made a dash for the bathroom, towel in hand.

“Jordan?” her mum called from downstairs. Read more »

Teasing daddy by being a spoilt bratty princess [MF]

Daddy was fuming. He must have told Madison a million times before to put her dirty clothes in the laundry basket, what he believed was a simple enough task even for her. Instead he once again found them dismissively strewn across her bedroom floor and unmade bed. He couldn’t help but think it was now a deliberately stubborn act of rebellion. His once agreeable, lovable step daughter had become an untameable brat. She never made it through “sweet” sixteen. Instead, by nineteen, he had watched her regress to a foot stomping, bone idle, spoiled princess. The bomb site that was her room was only partial evidence of this.
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He angrily swiped up her garments one by one, shaking his head and cursing under his breath at the sheer audacity of the girl. He also questioned, with a sinking despair, her countless transgressions reeling through his mind, where he had failed as a father figure. He hated that she made him ask such self deprecating questions. Read more »

The Ugly Duckling(19F) loses her virginity to the first guy that hits on her. [MF]

This story took place about 7 years ago when I was a freshman in University. And I’m going to try to explain how I lost my virginity in such a stupid (a bit slutty) way, so if you wanna skip the boring origin story of a pretty big slut, skip to ***

Let me start off by saying, I was a LATE bloomer. I was dorky throughout elementary and middle school, with big glasses, lob-sided smile and curly hair that I had no clue how to control (my single father raising me assured that it would be well into high school before I learned to manage my frizz. Side note to this side note: my hairdresser Vanessa was the first to really teach me a lot of techniques, which later evolved into make-up youtube tutorials. These days, I’d recommend Hair Romance and IndiaBatson if you need help with curls) I’m confident enough now to say I’m good-looking, I get a lot of looks and a lot of tinder matches. But let me stress that my life was a real Ugly Duckling story. Read more »

Two girls in one night my (19m) freshman year of college [MFF]

This happened three years ago now…I’ve had plenty of other fun times before and after but this one almost takes the cake so far in my 22 years lol. Just let me know what you think.
In my freshman year I was – still am to some extent, I’ll be real – a horny, narcissistic, drinking, pot smoking dumpster fire. I was dating someone who will be called Kat, who was a senior. I was a freshman…I just have a thing for older chicks, what can I do about it? We weren’t really good to each other. She was bi-polar and got into these vicious moods, sometimes was physically abusive. Whereas I’d already cheated on her once and sometimes manipulated her neediness to my advantage. We had a big fight in her apartment one day in February and I was kicked out. We were apparently on a break, again (nothing had been explicitly stated, but we both obviously needed to cool off). For our last break I’d actually gone like, 9 days without getting laid before we made up, and it was torture.
This time, I couldn’t go that long, I was too far gone into sex addiction. So I asked out Megan (18), who I knew from my criminal justice class. She was a cute brunette with freckles and a sort of shy personality who will open up to you if you give her enough time. I’d already flirted with a lot. At first–as she would tell me–she wasn’t sure about me/thought I was gross, but I could sense she’d come around to my…charms. Yeah. She was hesitant about going on a date. But I persisted and that Friday or Saturday (forget which), we went out for pizza. Got to know each other a bit. I then took her to my buddy’s “cocktail party.” In quotation marks because it had just devolved into teen drinking by the time we got there. I brought this large bottle of Tanquerey I still haven’t paid Kat back for (except in sex, which I gave to her twice the night she bought it…I think it was that night).
We were drinking and socializing and feeling each other, but I still had to up the ante with Megan. So I started hitting on this rando in plain sight of her. Just some girl who I had no intention of hooking up with, though she was hot. Sometimes this backfires, but with Megan it worked. What I mainly remember about rando girl was she was wearing a necklace. I did a thing where I scooped her necklace up in my hand and told her how nice it was, and asked her about it, while not letting it go. I’d done the same with Megan earlier. Sheer dumb luck with necklaces, that night… Read more »