Caught Daughter with her B/F

It was late. The need to piss woke me from a sound sleep. As soon as I finished, a sixth sense told me to check on the kids. To this day I wonder if the decision to do so was a good one or a bad one.

Given the hour, I was surprised to see the faint glow from the living room television as soon as I glanced toward the foot of our staircase. Without much suspicion, I made my way down figuring one of the kids had fallen asleep on the couch while watching it. I wasn’t being sneaky, just quiet so I wouldn’t disturb anyone sleeping peacefully. Halfway down the stairs, I heard soft moaning. Female moaning. I wondered briefly if my son would be brave enough to watch porn on the family television, but then I heard a male voice between the breathy sighs say, “Gabby, shh.”

The auction of a future Yale student

I was the top of my class. My graduation was set to be in early spring halfway through second semester. Yale has accepted me early and I would start in the fall. I was on my campus tour in Connecticut when I was kidnapped.

The men were part of the AWMR (Anti Women’s Modern Rights) (Ah-mer) terrorists group. They had been kidnapping young women in different areas in the country. I was brought to an underground room with cages. There were other women in the cages packed in. We were all cuffed and put into thin long dresses. It was dark with only red lights.

I don’t know how long it’s been but I haven’t eaten or drank anything. My stomach hurts and I feel weak. I try to sleep but there’s this static noise that isn’t loud enough to hurt my ears but isn’t quiet enough to ignore it. I’m exhausted, hungry, and scared.

Olivia: A True Story

I’ve written a few erotic fiction stories before but this one is different, because it isn’t fiction. Every word you are about to read happened exactly as I have described.

It happened a few years ago. I was bored in my life, so I decided to put an advert up in the personals section of a well known listing site. Honestly, I didn’t expect much to happen, much less have one of the best experiences of my life.

The title of the advert was something like ‘Sir Seeks Obedient Pupil’. In it I explained that I was dominant by nature, and was looking for someone submissive to explore with. I wasn’t looking for some bullshit 50 Shades imitation – I wanted someone who was willing to surrender themselves to me pretty much instantly. 

I know – I can hear the BDSM community gasping in horror. What about respect and limits and safe words?! All fair enough, but I wasn’t interested in the theatricality of the lifestyle – I just needed to release some of the noise in my head, and for that to happen I needed to jump straight to me being in total control.

Christmas Gift for Him… and His Friend? [MFM]

There I was, looking like a perfectly wrapped gift for my husband, displayed on our bed. I found the perfect lingerie piece that resembles a ribbon wrapped carefully around my curves, tied into bows covering my breasts and one strategically placed between my thighs. Money’s tight, but I know that sex is the one gift that always makes him smile.

My husband, Sam, had to work this Christmas Eve, so I spent the day making cute little love coupons that he could redeem tonight. I flipped through my booklet to make sure it looks good. The first few pages are the innocent stuff, like cuddling, kissing, massages. As I continue thumbing through the pages, I get to the erotic coupons. Blowjobs, pick your position, anal, bondage, toys. I thought of every kink he had and wrote it down. I’m pretty proud of myself if we’re being honest.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 113-115) [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.

## 113: Cries For Help

Beatrice, Ember, Olivia, and Tabitha proceeded quickly through the Shadow Woods. Ember was leading the way, followed by the succubus, then Olivia, and Tabitha was last, covering their flank. The forest seemed to be purposefully preventing them from staying near the giant city wall that should have been an obvious and easy guiding marker. The rocky terrain and went up and down, often with nearly straight falls or climbs, treacherous pitfalls were obstructed from view by trees both standing and fallen. It was a hazard that no one would go through willingly. And as they maneuvered around these hazards, they got further and further away from the city wall, until it was completely obstructed from sight.

I became the coach for a girls high school volleyball team pt.1 [mf]

If you don’t want to read the backstory to this just skip to the part after:

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I had been playing volleyball since I was five years old, I guess you could say it was a family tradition.

I played throughout elementary school and high school, in fact, I was on my way to get a college scholarship for my good performance.

Well that was until I got into a car accident that made sure I would never play any sport ever again, because every time I walked I had this limp from my hip being displaced. I wasn’t handicapped in the sense that I couldn’t stand on my two feet, but I might as well of been, because my career as a professional volleyball player had ended before it had even began.

I was offered the position as the assistant coach for the guys volleyball team at my high school and I took it, even though I couldn’t play I still loved everything about the sport and wanted to be a part of the team.

After being the assistant coach for the guys team for a semester the principal approached me with the offer to be the head coach of the female team.

Misadventures in Seduction (long)

Being new in a small town is hard, no matter how self-sufficient you think your partnership might be. Faye had been making every effort she could manage to inject both herself and her partner Alex into the local community, attending events and social gatherings wherever possible. She was pushing herself slightly outside her comfort zone to establish their position in the community, bubbling and flirting her way into conversations with many of the prominent members. As much as he would have liked to keep up to her intensity and drive in this endeavor, Alex found this kind of work exhausting. Observing the two of them as a fly on the wall, you could see the extroverted Faye power up as an evening of socialize wore on, while Alex waned until he collapsed in a corner with a drink, sulking.
Faye hardly noticed when Alex left the conversation this time, she was unabashedly flirting with Cody, the head of police, for the third event in a row. She was frankly fairly fucked-off with his moody antics, as she was working her ass off for their social position and didn’t need him being a repeated downer on her progress. 

Jennifer’s Hypnosis 5

This is a continuation of the Jennifer’s Hypnosis series.

Tony and Jennifer sat in the living room. Jen still clutching the knife as Tony explained everything he knew. He had been investigating the hypnosis therapy practice for over a year and strongly suspected Dr. Smith was behind serious and ongoing sexual crimes. However, charging someone with such crimes without a single witness able to verify the accusations was proving difficult.

“Do you remember anything about your therapy sessions? Anything at all?” He asked her.

Jen thought, but so far she hadn’t remembered anything between arriving at the office and leaving. “No, but this is crazy. Dr. Smith is a nice guy and said it was normal to not remember the sessions.”

Tony leaned forward. “How do you think I found you, came here?”

Jen was silent.

Tony continued “A few nights ago you met me in a bar, you came on strong and I was drunk, you blew me in the bathroom” Jen was shaking her head. “Jen, before you left I wrote down you license plate, an old habit from a career in policing. After the video leaked I asked a buddy to look up the plate and it came back to you.”

[M]y [F]irst time watching an a[M]azing pair fuck. Lucky camera man got his fingers wet.

So I’ve never posted on this sub but I figure this could be a good start, posted it in sluttyconfessions too, still riding the high.

A few months ago I posted about a visit to Vancouver, in hopes of finding any kind of NSFW fun. I got a few responses but this one came to fruition. Turns out she has a FWB and they wanted to make some content, might be posted, might not, that’s their call, I was just the camera man. I was over the moon, there have been some solid dogging/voyeuristic fantasies in my spank bank. As we got closer to the meet up I could barely contain myself.

I started chatting with him too just to make sure we were all on the same page. I’m straight, but don’t mind another cock in the room, especially if it’s pounding into a beautiful woman. The plan was I would come across their van, parked in an inconspicuous spot, and watch their fun. We had safety contingencies in place, only recording would be done on their phone. I had a friend nearby on call, and messaged regularly. Can never be too safe, glad this worked out. She did pinky swear that she wouldn’t rob me, glad my pinky got wet later on.

[MF] The Massage

We have arranged to meet at the parking lot so that we can be discreet. I have no sooner arrived than you pull up beside me. We exchange smiles as I walk to your car and open your door. I take your hand as you step up out of your car and then I take you in my arms.

I greet you with “Hello Beautiful”, and then our lips meet as we have finally arrived at the next meeting that we have so longed for.

I feel the electricity flow through my body with the exhilaration of holding my lover and kissing her soft sweet lips. As we finish our kiss we smile at each other and gaze into each others eyes, each of us seeing the fire that is starting to burn brighter. I take your hand and we walk to my car. I open the door for you and you start to sit down, but stop seeing the single long stem rose on the seat. You reach down and bring the rose up and take a deep breath of its fragrance.