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Rose Plucked [Str8][Bi][MMMFF][exh][anal][oral][gangbang][nc][drugs]

Author’s Note: This is a work of fiction, exploring taboo fantasies, not an endorsement of behavior, sexual or otherwise, in real life. Remember: Keep it Safe, Sane, and Consensual!

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“Are you sure about this?”

Rose shifted uncomfortably as she looked at herself in the mirror. The red miniskirt and midriff-revealing black blouse were far more daring than anything the petite brunette freshman was used to wearing. The addition of black high-heels definitely helped show off her legs, but did nothing for her nervousness. She glanced up at the reflection of her friend Mary, the tall buxom blonde sophomore who had talked her into this.

“You look great, Rose! The boys are gonna go wild when they see you. And besides, you’ve been cooped up studying ever since you got here, it’s time you relaxed a little, unwound a little,” Mary grinned down at Rose, “and believe me, you could use a little unwinding.” Read more »

My Niece Needed Cash [family; incest; blowjob; prostitution]

By Rodney Robertsen

Clarissa is my sister Claire’s daughter, and like her mother, she loves money. Claire married a good man, took him for every dime he had, divorced him, and is on the prowl for her next sugar daddy- but that’s a different story.

Clarissa is about 20 years old, done with high school and not doing much with her life, part time jobs here or there, but mostly sitting around in her room on her computer, doing god knows what. I know this because I’m over at Claire’s place pretty regularly, doing hand man stuff, mowing the lawn, fixing broken drawers, things like that, things that she has no clue how to do, or frankly, any desire. Since she’s family, and I’m semi-retired, I swing by a few times a week to help her out. Claire is kind of a cunt, but she’s family, and I know her house would fall into disrepair if I wasn’t around, so I’m over there frequently.

Yesterday afternoon, I knocked, and then went in. I knew Claire was gone, so headed to the kitchen to make a K Cup of coffee, and then planned to work on the flower bed in front a little. Read more »

Fun at the Frat Party

I first noticed Nellie on a Friday evening when my fraternity and her sorority got together to make a homecoming float. She had gorgeous blonde hair that flowed down to her shoulders, she knew exactly what she was doing with her eye makeup, lining them in black with a smoky finish. Once my gaze connected with hers I couldn’t look away.

I smiled, grabbed a couple beers from the ice trough, walked up to her and offered the drink. She smiled, accepted and introduced herself, “I’m Nellie” she said, I told her my name, we shook hands and both smiled. Her teeth were perfect, bright white surrounded by full, red lips. I was imagining her blowing me a kiss when I heard an airhorn go off followed by a shout from one of the older brothers, “Ok bitches, that’s enough with the float. We got beer and jungle juice inside, the DJ’s all set up and it’s party time waaahoooo!!”

Nellie and I looked at each other, smiled and then burst out laughing. My beer can was too full and I spilled a some onto the ground, splashing onto her bright white, probably new Air Force 1’s and the black leggings she was wearing with them. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” I said, “Wait here, let me get some paper towels real quick.” Read more »

Our [f]irst ti[m]e…

(I’m sorry this ended up long…and isn’t done yet. The real action takes place after the ***….more to come!)

My happy marriage had just blown up, and I had my daughter for our first visitation. I posted a pic of us on Facebook, and it got lots of likes lol. Out of the blue, I get a Facebook message from Samantha (not her real name), a former coworker, remarking on how much my kid had grown. I hadn’t seen her since she had left my company about 6 months prior, after two years of working together…friendly, maybe a bit flirty, but never thought anything of it. I’d teasingly threaten to spank her, then watch her blush, but I was happily married when we worked together.

That first message led to lots of talking, and we finally meet up for a beer after work one afternoon a few weeks later. She’s working for an airline now, and dressed like it, in snug black dress slacks that showed off her retired-ballerina bubble butt and a gorgeous red blouse, emphasizing but not outright showing off her smallish but always incredible cleavage. The long, brown hair she had when we worked together is gone, she’s now sporting a short bob, but it looks great on her. She’s still my adorkably cute friend with the Coke-bottle glasses and slight overbite, but undeniably sexy. But this wasn’t much more than smiling and giggling and catch-up talk. Yet, as I watched her walk out that day, I knew somehow, she was going to be mine. Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 2 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

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The torture room is cleaned. There is still blood spatter here and there, but, thankfully, the vomit has been scrubbed away. My torture devices have been cleaned and put back, shining, onto the tool shelves. I took off my blood-soaked clothes and put on a comfortable emerald silk robe.

James, Susie, and Sarah are brought in. Their feet and hands are in shackles.

“Hello there,” I say pleasantly.

“It is a pleasure to see you, merciful Goddess,” James replies. His sisters bow to me. I burst out laughing.

“Merciful? I don’t think so.”

“Forgive me, Goddess,” James bows.

“Maybe I will,” I say quietly. I take a long look at him. He is watching me nervously. Susie looks at me too, but then her eyes dart around the room and take in the blood stains and the tools on my tool bench. Sarah on the other hand stares straight at me. Her expression is that of determination – and awe? Interesting…

“Do you know what you are here for,” I address James while still eyeing Sarah.

He hesitates. “To please you in any way we can, Goddess,” he replies finally. I like that reply. Read more »

Older Couple [MF] Opens [M]y World [Bi MMF First Time]

First time every telling this story “publicly” so please be kind!

I (at the time a 21 year old white guy) was in art school and coming out of a long term relationship with a very sexy woman with whom I had explored many firsts. She was the first partner who insisted I learn how to properly go down on a woman and our hours upon hours of focused practice had awoken in me a deep love of pleasing and the sexy ecstasy of watching a partner cum from your attention.

That love of pleasing and the teases of power dynamics involved in her (and now my) love of facesitting piqued my curiosity to dig deeper. Thanks probably in part to the sexual fluidity and non-judgmental environment of arts school and college in general, I became curious about what it’d be like to be with another man. In part it was straight curiosity but more so I knew the power women had and the focal point they became when they gave me blowjobs. I became fascinated about what it’d be like to combine my love of oral with my love of pleasing a partner in general with the tactile feedback and power of a hard cock in my mouth. Read more »

Playground Adventure [MF]

Ashley was a girl that I had been talking to for a bit. She had an athletic body that she never put an ounce of effort into having, but she was sexy as hell anyways. Hispanic looking, average height with a tight, small ass and fairly large tits with tiny nipples. We have had sex before so this night wasn’t too far from different for us.

We had walked down the road and met some friends at the bowling alley. We goofed around during the night. Flirting with each other. Trying to mess with each other’s shot and just having fun. Nothing exciting really happened at bowling, so I’ll skip all of that. Read more »

Helping my Cousin Perfect her Stripper Dancing [dancing; incest]

By Rodney Robertsen

I was lounging around the living room of my parents’ house one afternoon, a little sweaty from just having mowed the lawn in the sun, thinking about a shower, but not quite motivated yet to do it. At the prime age of 19, I still lived with my parents; this made sense, because I was enrolled full time at the local community college, getting some of my basic credits in on the cheap. Mom and Dad didn’t charge me rent, and in return I kept the lawn and gardens crisp and clean, the windows washed, the garbage taken out, and any other random chores that Mom was fond of assigning me. All in all, it was a sweet deal for me, since I had my own room in an otherwise unoccupied basement, and could study, game, or fuck to my heart’s content.

Speaking of fucking, I hadn’t done a lot of that for a few weeks, ever since my now-ex-girlfriend Tiffany had dropped the boom on me, calling me a loser and breaking up with me. “You might have a big cock,” she said, “but you’re boring and unmotivated. Community college? For fucks sake.” Then she promptly started dating some greasy auto mechanic. You know, whatever. Read more »