A mysterious room in Mr. Wonka’s basement.

We had been on the tour now for about twenty minutes, and I was so bored. My kid was blown away by the place, of course, but I’d seen it, before. I’d seen it a few too many times. The chocolate river, the lick-able wallpaper room, the fizzy lifting-drink room, the fear tunnel… It was all too familiar and I felt bored and uncomfortable.

We passed a door that had a sign on it that said “WARNING: DO NOT EVER ENTER – Only Oompa Loompas beyond this point.” Mr. Wonka said, “Now children, signs are important, and if a sign says something, you should probably listen to it. *That sign* is certainly no exception.”

I heard his words, but I was filled with an insatiable curiosity. Although I’d been in this factory through-and-through many times before, I had never noticed this particular door. Now, my attention had been brought to it, and my curiosity simply *had* to be sated.

I stayed to the back of the pack, and got myself lost at the next corner. The group moved on without me, distracted by all the sweet sight-seeing, and no one noticed the middle-aged father disappearing from the group. I walked back and quietly let myself into the forbidden door, greeted by a staircase down into the basement.

Mother-Cucker! (Part 3) [femdom] [ff4m]

“You want some more pussy, boy?” Mistress Faye’s words echoed through my head as the older redhead lady led me by the hand to a back bedroom.

We were both completely naked, but the hallway was dark, the room even darker. The tile floor, cold under my feet, switched to carpet as she pulled me into the room.

I let her guide me, still unable to see a thing. The room smelled faintly of incense, and, for a moment, I had the vague impression that I was being lured into a dragon’s lair. Maybe it was a premonition of things to come.

Mistress Faye stopped suddenly, and my body found hers, the nakedness of our bodies becoming quite apparent as my dick collided with her ass, both soft and firm against my groin. She turned to face me, the exquisite feel of her breasts pressing firmly to my chest taking my breath away. Her mouth found mine, her tongue darting in and out of my lips. I moaned against her, and she steered me around, pressing me down onto a bed.

Reporter’s dilemma part 11 (bestiality ahead)

Her husband Brad was home before the kids, and Caroline went at him like a hungry lioness on a gazelle. Her body was still buzzing, and in the bedroom, Caroline stroked him up and climbing aboard him with a smile of desire, she grunted with pleasure as she impaled herself, enjoying Brad’s loud grunt as she swiveled her hips down, her hungry, needy pussy swallowing him right to the balls. Carolyn rode him with expert strokes, keeping her pussy muscles gripping tightly at Brad’s cock, as she pushed herself down, finding the right spot, then AHHHHH, perfect, her clit was rubbing against the top of his cock shaft as she rode him. She quickly crested, her pussy quivering and milking at Brad’s cock as he grunted, growled, and let the superb sucking action of her cunt milk his throbbing prick dry.

The hot, fast fuck just before the kids got home had barely scratched that needy itch. Once the kids had been fed dinner and were settled in the living room, watching their favorite movie, Caroline pulled Brad into the garage. In the back seat of their mini-van, they went at each other like two horny teenagers. Brad was driving his cock into Caroline’s burning heat, fucking her with long hard strokes, as Caroline grunted, growled, and cried out, until she felt the wellspring of orgasm wash over her, milking hard at Brad’s cock as he buried himself one last time, and jetted his load into her.

My girlfriend’s mum (Part 1 – true story)

LONG READ – Open to chat about it

*Side note: I know I’m not the best at writing or grammar but this story is 100% true and I thought that some of you might like it, so please bare with me*
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So, for privacy matters let’s call myself Matt, my girlfriend Amy, her mum Paige and her dad Graham.

A little bit of background: My girlfriend Amy and I have been together for 6 years now and we got together before we both went to university. Amy is brunette, curly hair, 5ft 8 and quite slim with 30E tits. In comparison her mum Paige is middle aged, brunette, straight hair, 5ft 9, 34E tits and with killer curves in all the right places. Paige is now separated from her husband Graham, however more of that later on.

Now, I’ve always found her mum attractive. She’s got a bubbly personality that can light up an entire room; there’s nothing to fault about her. I always found myself taking glances at her when no one was looking, however never did I think anything would happen between us.

[MF] Fates Chapter 03: Arabella (XXX)

“You did what?!” Trysh’alia asked with a sharp gasp. Aro nodded and scratched the back of his head with embarrassed to what he had just admitted to the Elven companion.

“Goddess… Aro you must apologise to the poor woman. Leaving her in the middle of the night after having sex with her…”She was shaking her head as they walked, shimmering hair swishing from left to right as they passed a line of homes that towered over them. Trysh could feel the moisture of her excitement on her thighs, and how sodden her black panties had become as she strutted with the natural Elvish sway in her wide hips. Hips that now were exposed to the cool air of the evening thanks to the long slits on both sides of her pure white priestess robes. With the eyes of a great deal of Riverun citizens glued to her body, Trysh could not help but give them a playful wave and friendly smile; something that only resorted in erect cocks and flushed cheeks. As her eyes drifted up to the handsome young man, she felt her lips on her face and between her legs quiver, her erotic state of mind naturally wondered what it felt like to be filled with human sperm…The thought remained as they walked.

my lady PE teacher took my virginity part 1 of 3 (milf virginity)

When I was in high school in the mid 1970’s the administration made the progressive move of making, on a trial basis, two of the ninth grade PE classes coeducational. One was to be taught by one of the boy’s PE coaches, and the other by one of the girl’s PE coaches.

The boy’s coaches were very selective in their choices for this project: they only picked the best behaved boys, not necessarily the best athletes. I was one of those boys chosen.

It was Mrs. Goodwin who was my first lady PE Teacher, and this is the story of Mrs. Goodwin and me.

I got along well with Mrs. Goodwin from the start. I was well behaved with good manners. Mrs. Goodwin selected me to lead the group exercises that we did at the beginning of each class because I could bellow like a Drill Instructor. Also, I was entrusted with the running of little errands for Mrs. Goodwin, and that helped be get out of some of the more onerous games, like paddle tennis. Where Mrs. Goodwin and I really hit it off was with our enjoyment of running track. She had been on the track team when she was at university, and was glad to pass on some tips and pointers to me.

[MF] I fucked my friends girlfriend at her graduation party.

I was 19 and she was 18 at the time and happened at my friend’s place. We had a small group of friends to celebrate with alcohol and weed. I don’t know why but at the time weed was like Viagra for me, I’d immediately get hard when high and was stuck with it for a couple hours unless I took care of it.

She was really cute 5ft tall with huge tits (which I found out later were F cups) and even before she was dating my friend I wanted a chance to get with her.

Anyway it was around 2am and we were in the backyard, everyone else was sleeping inside. We were talking and I was constantly adjusting myself because of my weed boner. She caught on and straight up asked “Am I making you hard?”. I half-jokingly say yes but explain my whole situation when I smoke. She thought it was funny then said “I can help you if you really need it”. I asked if she was serious and she walked over to me and got on her knees.

One small step for man, one giant leap for my female O

So, the second date. You said wear a dress again so I did. But I’ve done something naughty this time. Our meeting is at a park again, middle of the day. The duck pond. I made the long drive but got off one exit early and pulled over. Put the vehicle in park and hiked my dress up. Looked at my white thighs a moment in the bright sunlight. Blinked a few moments. Am I doing this? Then, I lifted my ass and slid my panties off. Now where to put them, a dirty set of panties? Settled on my purse. I must remember to put these back on after.

You’re there before me this time as I anxiously scan for that strange car. I run a tongue over my teeth, is there any lipstick there? Did I put on enough deodorant? What do you sound like again? I’ve forgotten.

Now I’m getting into your car. It’s much more forgiving space wise in the front than my vehicle. This is our second test run so to speak. And here you are, the man I chose. “Hi,” I say, happy nauseous thrilled petrified elated. “Hey,” you say, and I read galaxies from that word and your face. Ok, I’m here. Ok, I still want to do this. Ok, guess what’s under my dress.

The Punishment [M/F/F] (Straight Sex) (Domination) (Pegging) (Lesbian)

The Punishment

For the third time in as many months Sean found himself inside Sabrina’s apartment. His girlfriend had dumped him last September while she was cheating on Sean with her ex, and he had still not mentally recovered from their breakup. After she left, he had needed some relief and a way to forget about her and move on.

Sean had tried dating again, but he found it to be exhausting. Balancing multiple women on Tinder, Bumble and text messaging became difficult. He had spent more time on these apps than he had actually meeting and dating the women. He wanted simplicity. He wanted sex. Great sex to forget about his ex.

It’s not like Sean was bad looking. He wasn’t. Women were drawn to him with reckless abandon. At 6’1″ Sean was taller than most women he dated, he had short brown hair, a cute face and an athletic body. He didn’t have to work very hard to stay in shape and keep his six pack abs. Sean hit the gym at least four days a week and ate well. It helped him feel young even as he approached his thirties.

Tamed Part 13: Off The Hook

With a frustrated groan I pushed my body backwards into my chair and leant back on the fake leather chair, rubbing my eyes firmly as the stress of studies and exams was building up inside me, a great fireball of worry and anxiety forming in my gut whenever I looked upon my calendar and the marker circled around the date two days away. Quite possibly the most important exam of my life was fast approaching; and even though I was high up in the class, there was still room for failure.

My step-sister must have heard my frustration, as exactly five minutes after my tantrum break, she emerged in the doorway of my bedroom turned study with a plate and a coffee mug in hand. She stepped up to me and gave me a hard kiss on the cheek, placing the sandwich and black drink onto my desk beside heaps of papers that she didn’t even begin to make sense of.