Artist and New Model – Good night, Good Morning- part 5 (mFFf) [voy] [exh] [mast] [oral] [lesbian] [threesome][anal] [incest]

Nicholas brushed his teeth in the dark. Out the bathroom window he could see the moon half-full and the stars. The window beamed faint blue in the room. Brushing his teeth relaxed him but did nothing to stop his erection. Looking through a keyhole in such a way at two women pleasuring themselves and each other excited him tremendously. The sight of the two fresh in his mind continued to keep the attention of his thoughts.

He spat out the toothpaste when he finished and washed out his mouth with a swish of water. After spitting, he heard a door shut quietly, then approaching footsteps. He turned to see the bathroom door ajar, and he froze, not knowing what to do.

A hand grabbed the door and opened it more as a woman quickly and quietly strode in the room, almost shutting the door behind her, giving it her attention so not to make a sound. She turned and nearly bumped directly into him. She recoiled with a jump from seeing his silhouette against the window.

“Nicholas! You scared the shit out of me! What are you doing?” The woman whispered her yell. She placed her fingertips over her nipples to cover herself as she spoke. It looked like Violet, but the darkness made him uncertain.

Artist and New Model -Dinner and Drawing- part 4 (mFff) [voy] [exh] [tease] [oral, lesbian] [fantasy] [horror]

Nicholas stumbled up the back patio and saw Violet still reading, her slender legs hanging over the arm of her chair. He saw her small cute feet, one resting over the other, wiggling her toes slightly. He removed his shoes and placed them on the step.

“Hey Violet, how’s the book?” He asked her, startling her as he spoke. She sat up pulling her body to her knees and looked at him with her book in hand.

“Boring. In need of some excitement. It just drags on, none of the juicy parts! All characters and no fun,” she replied. He looked at her strangely, and she placed the book on her legs for him to see the cover and title: *A Delightful Ride* by Wanda Globbins. The cover showed a bosomy woman collapsing in the arms of some shirtless muscled hunk. After seeing the cover he peered down to her feet and smooth legs.

“Hah! Looks like fun,” he said dryly. She pulled the book back to her eyes and continued reading as he looked down her thighs almost able to see up her skirt. He shot a glance at her face to see her flick her eyebrows at him. Turning to the house he opened the door and entered the lounge.

Artist and New Model – Daily Routine / Wandering the Hills- part 3 (mFff) [exh] [voy] [tease] [mast] [fantasy] [horror]

“Good morning!”

He turned to see Helena coming out the kitchen door, her hair hanging down, wild and wavy. He saw she wore a thin black baby-doll nightgown with feather trim. He could see the outline of her figure under the thin fabric. She gave him a hug and kissed his cheek, holding him close. He put his hand around her thin waist.

“So have a good rest?” She asked and pulled him to the kitchen. She fed him granola and yogurt in a bowl. It tasted amazing in his mouth. She drank a cup of strong smelling coffee. After he finished eating, she led him through a long hallway with many paintings and drawings hanging on the walls between many doors. He wanted to stop and examine one, but Helena’s body in her nightgown proved too distracting. He could not help himself watching her hips sway, her big ass bouncing and pulling the thin fabric. He could roughly see the outline of her peach ass, and it made him stick out his tongue and pant mockingly but not out of spite, merely excitement and wanton lust mixed with confusion.

Artist and New Model – the house- part 2 (mFff) [exh] [voy] [tease] [fantasy] [horror]

After leaving the harbor, Helena poured another drink, gulped it and poured another. Nicholas watched Violet shift her weight from one leg to another standing at the wheel. Helena sat down next to him with a blindfold in hand. She pulled the elastic band around her head and covered her eyes.

“I might pass out… the rocking of the boat on the sea always puts me to sleep, so don’t hesitate to prop me up if I fall over or something,” Helena spoke into his ear. He turned and nodded with a smile. Lily appeared in the bridge after having disappeared below deck. She stood in next to Violet, and the two whispered while stealing glances at Nicholas. He pretended not to notice, instead looking out at the starry sky. After a few words, Lily unzipped her wet-suit and began pulling her body out of it. She wore a tiny yellow bikini underneath her suit. He could not hide his staring as she revealed her curvy body hidden under the thick wet-suit. He stared at her huge tits and watched her turn her back to him as she pulled the wet-suit down her legs, giving him a good view of the string bikini between the round cheeks of her ass. As she pulled her feet from the suit, she looked over her shoulder at him as he continued to stare. She smiled at him, stood and approached him, standing with her stomach only a few inches from his face.

Artist and New Model, Patroness of the Arts- part 1 (mFff) [exh] [voy] [fantasy] [horror]

Standing in the entry, watching people shambling through the gallery, Nicholas looked from person to person, hoping to gain some idea of the reception of his drawings with the visitors and patrons. He held a glass of white wine in his left hand, swirling the liquid in the glass. He saw a few older couples looking closely at a nude woman he had drawn. The old man pointed indiscriminately with a growing scowl, while the woman, who appeared to be his wife, smiled at the drawing, sipping her wine quietly, seeming confused by her husband’s distaste.

Nicholas Amalion liked exciting his audience with his drawings and paintings. He preferred working from a nude model, a rare thing in his circle of art as most abandoned observational art in favor of abstraction and conceptualism. He hated conceptualism, cared little for abstraction, but he loved observation. It showed quite clearly in his work. He enjoyed that some called his erotic art as lewd, while others, mostly women, loved his brave, ‘not-unsexualized’ depictions of the female nude.

[ff] (True story) The time I fucked a girl in the high school bathroom [public]

Helloooo ladies and gentlemen ;)

Author background — I’m a 19 y/o lesbian girl who writes stories about my real sexual experiences, and some fiction.

For imaginative purposes, here’s a basic description of me. I’m 5’6″, pale, I have dyed blue hair, I’m relatively busty, and my body is shaped pretty well. I’m not really skinny or fat, but tbh it depends on the day and/or my self control @ the time.

This story is of the time I, as the title says, fucked a girl in the high school bathroom. I’m a girl, so I use the word “fuck” a bit generously here. If you’ve seen my first story (which you totally should), you might know that I mentioned I had previous experiences. This is one of them.

I was a senior in high school when it happened. She wasn’t my girlfriend at the time, more of a way to “explore”. After talking for a while as friends, she basically told me that she always thought she was straight, but she was a bit “bi-curious” at the time. This discussion took place during lunch. She was actually the one that talked me into the whole thing. I was a pretty straight-edge girl, education-wise at least. I followed (most) of the rules. Her idea wasn’t anything specific. Go in the bathroom and fool around. She hadn’t done it before either, but she was a lot more courageous about it than I.

Peeping Country Retreat part 7 (MMFffff) [voy] [exh] [light-Dom] [group] [FF-wrestling] [oral] [anal] [Double penetration]

Helena led the Tom and Martin back inside the house, moving through rooms neither man had seen, as they finally stood in front of a rather large, heavy and ornately carved, wooden door. It was painted dark charcoal gray. She stood in front of the door and looked at the two of them.

“Just wait here, I will take you inside in a moment.” Helena said. She drink her remaining champagne and retrieved their glasses as she walked away from Tom and Martin. They both looked at her round ass as she trotted away somewhere in the house.

“What the fuck is going on, dude? This is amazing! She just fucked me, dude! She and her little redhead maid girl. They both got naked and fucked me!” He said with a loud whisper. Tom feigned surprise. He felt strangely compelled to lie.

“Wow, really? They only had a couple drinks with me, but I do admit they did give me something great to look at, bro!” Tom replied. He looked around the area.

Peeping Country Retreat (MMFffff) [exh] [voy] [oral] [lesbian] [straight] [threesome]

Tom ate a breakfast of granola and peanuts then opened a can of peaches. He stood in his room eating peach slices out of the can as he unloaded his duffel bag full of clothes.

*Had I known those women were hosting, I would not have packed any clothes or food at all! When is Martin getting here?*

He put on his overalls and galoshes and walked to the creek, taking his fishing rod and tackle box on his way. He waded through the water fifteen feet to the other side of the creek and sat on a large rock on its bank. The sun beamed through tree branches and warmed his shoulders as he sat and fished, the ambiance enveloped him. After not catching anything in his chosen spot, he moved upstream, following the meandering water.

Wandering around trees and shrubs he came upon a set of tracks that looked like a sizable animal. It looked like paws of a cat or wolf, but he could not tell. They moved in the direction of his cottage, coming from deep in the forest beyond the creek. He followed the tracks around trees, and he noticed the tracks never moved where he would be able to see the creature in the open. They moved close to his cabin and ended at the creek bank where it narrowed, surrounded by rocks. He crossed the stream and found the tracks again heading around the cottage. His skin crawled as the footprints went to his window then stopped, apparently vanishing.

Boxes Part 1 [bdsm] [MMFF] [Fsub] [Mdom] [voy]

She looked around the room again and took in the scene. People bustling around her, snippets of piped in jazz, waiters and waitresses navigating the crowded tables, drinks piled precariously high on silver platters. Suits and sparkling dresses. She adjusted her own dress. The fit was right, which had been a surprise to her, but she was not used to the cut: hem resting just above the knee, black chiffon obscuring the plunging neckline. She felt exposed, as if everyone in the room was looking at her. And they all knew why she was there.

A box had come with the dress. The box contained a tag and a card. The tag was a simple piece of copper, not much bigger than a coin. On it was engraved her name. Her new name. The one that she had been given by him. The one she had earned after he had tested her to see whether she was worth naming. She had done everything he asked, until she was gasping for air, until her face was burning, until the tears streamed freely down her cheeks. Until she ached to be filled, pleaded to be hurt. Until the lack of release made her half-mad.

Mothers First Time[MF(F/f)f][Voy][nc][preg]

~[Hello! This is one of the first real stories I wrote so please tell me if it’s good and maybe give a rating? Tell me what’s good and bad about it pretty please?]~

It’s late at night, your mom thought you went to sleep hours ago but you hadn’t. You couldn’t have when your young little cunt was dripping wet and yearning to be filled. You were in your room shoving some of your toys in there trying to satisfy this urge, the whole time feeling ashamed and unnatural, due to your moms prudishness​ and the whole taboo around sex, as you played with yourself, even squeezing your growing tits and playing with your nipples. You even gagged yourself with your bedpost at the corner of your bed, confused as to why you were putting it in your mouth, you imagined it was something else but what? You didn’t know what was so fun to suck on but you knew it was something boys liked, as in your tiny cute little head you imagined being praised, or made fun and ashamed of for sucking on it.