Honeymoon [MF, Fm, Mf, mf, Inc, StepDad/StepDau, Unprotected, Impreg, Group] Chapters 1-3

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**Prologue**

From her teenage years Melissa was, to say least, over-sexed. In spite of a strict religious upbringing, the genie was let out of the box when she was raped at the tender age of eighteen by an uncle. Far from being damaged by the experience, she found that she absolutely loved the rough sex and being used as a slut. Within two months she had fucked four more boys.

Her life thereafter went through regular phases. For some months she would be the total slut, fucking anybody and everybody, loving been dominated by boys or men, replaying the rape scene. And then the religious side would surface, she would repent and immerse herself in church activities until the next phase of nymphomania. The amazing thing, perhaps, was that she was nearly 18 before falling pregnant.

One of her lovers at the time was a 22-year old youth worker at the church. They were forced into marriage, but her new husband deserted her before daughter Hollie was born. As a single mom, she stayed for a while with her parents, but found this stifling. She managed to get secretarial training and soon found a good enough job to support herself and baby in a small flat, leaving the baby at a crèche through the day.But the nymphomaniac phases soon started again.

Foreign Exchange – Part 7 (M/f)

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FUCK!

I’m frozen in space and time. Ingrid, Sara, Michelle and worst of all my sister Allison are all staring at me, naked, crashing their orgy. They’re having a goddamn orgy in the basement. I don’t know what to do, I just remember that I came down for beer.

I find the cooler sitting on the bar. I go over and my beer is in the bottom. I pull one out and go back to the steps, then think that Kylie might want one if she wakes up so I turn around. I fish out a second beer and turn to leave. At the last second I turn again to apologize and try to explain.

“I’m sorry, I knocked.” I manage to sputter.

“Get OUT!” Allison shrieks, throwing a pillow at me.

I turn quickly and slam my dick straight into a wall. These are the problems of the over-endowed. The shock nearly sends me to the floor but I recover. One last glance at the four beautiful girls on the sofa and I’m away. Allison looks like she wants to be angry but the four of them roar with laughter.

My Sexy sister in law part 02

I opened my eyes, it was 7 AM, and I could smell the aroma of cooking going on downstairs. I stretched, yawned, swung out of bed, and headed for the door. I went downstairs, and saw Kittie at the range top, cooking up scrambled eggs and bacon, I saw her from behind as I entered the kitchen, and I could feel my cock tent up, bulging against my pajamas, the sight of my sister in law, and what she was wearing, made my cock swell quickly. She was wearing a tight pink T-shirt, that ended just above her navel, and a tight, form-fitting pair of black tanga panties, that just barely covered half of her ass cheeks, leaving my eyes locked on her half-naked globes. The panties clung to her shapely globes, clearly outlining the crevice between those sexy ass cheeks. Having been an ass man since I was in my teens, I filled my eyes with the sight of Kittie’s glorious globes.

finally having sex with [m]y [f]riend in the living room

One of my friends dated this girl Katie for a while in college, but they broke up and a couple years later she ended up moving to the same city as me. I was good friends with her sister as well at the time as well, so, she started hanging out in our friend group. A friends ex and another friends younger sister, double no-no.

We all hung out together like this for a couple of years, growing closer, the attraction the building over a long time. She was 5’6″ and slender, brown hair with blue eyes. She was eastern European with a slight accent and perfect bone structure. Had a thin waist, with a mouth watering tear drop ass, and perky b-cup tits. She was a model essentially, if you’re looking for a visual, think Anjelica Ebbi.

I could tell she was starting to crush, but, this was off limits, I’d instantly have two people ready to kill me. One party, things boiled over, I was flirting hard with another girl, and Katie came up to me, pulled me aside and professed her feelings. I wanted her so bad, but my head told her no. Things were awkward for a few weeks, but leveled back to normal eventually. I couldn’t stop thinking about it though and tried my best to not put myself into a position where I couldn’t say no.

Control – Part 6 [Femdom] [Humiliation] [Chastity]

Part 6

I spent the morning cleaning the house from top to bottom. I couldn’t believe everything I needed to do before they got back. I started with the living room, picking up cups and bowls and any wrappers left lying around. I got out the spray and wiped down the coffee table before vacuuming the large rug that covered the floor between our L-shaped couch and chairs.

Next, I loaded up and ran the dishwasher. Next, I scrubbed several pots and pans and a few cutting boards. Then I scrubbed the sinks, wiped the counters down, and vacuumed the floor there.

I finally crashed and made myself some food, but ate quickly. There was so much to do still and I’d barely put a dent in the list. I took a moment to think it through and decided to get the laundry going because it would take the longest.

I stripped the bedsheets off of the master bed and threw them, along with the sheet I slept with, into the washer. Once it was going, I grabbed a basket to gather up all the girl’s dirty clothes. The hamper in the closet was already half full, but there were clothes all over the bedroom and bathroom.

[M]y wild [F]riday night with an American college girl

Back when I was 21, I was lucky enough to do a semester abroad as a foreign exchange student in a US college nestled up at the foot the Flatiron Range of the Rocky Mountains.
College life was just like the movies – the frat parties, kegstands, beerpong and a lot of blunts.
Being the horny 21 year old I was, I got straight on to Tinder to try my luck.
One Friday night I got lucky.

That afternoon, I had just finished class and ready for another evening of keystone and bong rips when I got an alert on my phone – a Tinder match.
She had dirty blonde shoulder length hair, a pretty face, slim frame and a full, perky set of tits.
Her name was Fiona, so I opened with “Have you found your Shrek yet..?”. She must have enjoyed my sense of humour because we hit off.
We messaged back and forth that evening, general flirting and testing the waters. I told her I was headed out to a bar and said goodbye and thought nothing more of it.

I [F] am a lesbian and sucked off three guys in one day just for the fun of it.

It has always been a bucket list item to me to have more than one guy (or gal) in a day. I call myself lesbian in the title, but I may be more so bisexual. My sexuality definitely seems to be fluid. I prefer women, I would rather date women, and I’d rather have sex with women. However I do still get a craving for cock every now and then. Not so much the guy attached to it, and not always even penetration. Just playing with a cock – preferably a large one – and making it cum.

It had been a while since I had been able to play with a dick and I was craving one really bad. I’m on tinder a lot so I decided to start to match with almost every guy I came across. I matched with a lot and started speaking with them. I was to the point and told them that I was looking to just suck some cock, nothing more. Most of them sent me pictures. Some were okay, but there were a few that really stood out. They were all over 7 inches. They were all for it so I set up my dick appointments for the day with them. I told them that it was to only be me playing with them. They could not touch me and they could only cum on my face.

The Sweetest Agony

Content, I stand in the humid cubicle of the shower; the water is off, there is a slight drip…drip…drip… as the flow of water ceases to the showerhead. In this moment, my chin is tilted up, my shoulders are back, chest rising and falling from my deep, steady breaths. Water drips from my shoulders, trailing down my long, shower-wet nearly black hair to the curve of my ass. My eyes close and the current is lost to me…

In a heartbeat, I can recall my muffled cries. They reverberated off the bedroom walls. He stands behind me, his muscular arm curved around my full hips. He holds a vibrator over whereabouts my clit is underneath these infernal leggings.

*”Keep the leggings on, are you mad?!” I’d asked when he told me to undress, but leave them on.

His stare, those intense gray-green eyes, while not unkind, were unsettling in the present moment. I did not say anything else…*

Rope bit into the delicate flesh of my wrists; the artisan knots keeping my wrists held behind my back. My shoulders were forced back, my breasts forced forward. If he’d wanted to, he could have rolled a piercing between his thumb and forefinger. But, he chose not to.

Best friends drive back home together [M/F] [Best Friends] [Blowjob]

**[Straight] – [Best friends] – [First time] – [Oral] – [Swallow] – [Tits] – [Big cock] – [Public] – [Car]**

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“No way that you ever gave a guy a blowjob in public.” Tim scoffed as he glanced over at the girl sitting in the passenger seat. The drive from their college town back home had already taken two hours and it would be at least another three before they got to their destination. The conversation had turned to sex about thirty minutes ago like it always did.

Lucy frowned, puffing her cheeks to accentuate her deep displeasure with his insinuation. “I totally did! We went for some food at like 2 o’clock at night, there was nobody else on the parking lot so I sucked him off.” She finished her sentence with a congratulatory nod as if she presented her best friend with an undeniable piece of evidence.

“Luce, I’ve known you for twenty years, you’ve told me way more about your sex life than I ever wanted to know and not once have you ever told me about doing anything that wasn’t in your own bedroom.” The young man who was only a few months her elder shook his head as he stared out the front window. The sun had just set behind the horizon but its glow still radiated from the bottom of the clouds overhead, casting everything in deep colours of orange and purple.

Foreign Exchange – Part 6.2 (M/f, f/f/f/f)

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“That couldn’t have gone better.” I think to myself. Of course, I knew it would happen just like I know Kylie means she’ll keep the secret. After all, she was the first person I explored my bi-curiosity with 18 months ago. We made out for a bit and even started to finger each other but there was no spark for either of us.

I scootch closer to Sara. I’ve been eyeing her pussy all night through those tights. Ingrid told me weeks ago that Michelle’s olive complexion and firm tummy have frequently been in her imagination so our pairing works for both of us. And Michelle and Sara don’t seem to object either. After all, we’re going to be here all night, so why would we stop at just one new partner.

I watched for a second as Michelle’s lips closed in on Ingrid’s, feeling just a hint of jealousy. Before that thought was fully formed however, Sara has removed her leggings and is about to sit on my lap. Since I’m so much taller than she is this arrangement works. Our arms wrap around over another and our lips meet as I feel her breasts push into mine and I don’t bother to think about anything but how good her lips taste.