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MFF- Bow to the Cuck Queen [Str8-Les], [Ebony], [Cuckqueen], [Cumplay], [Voy]

Bow to the Cuck Queen

I still don’t know what had gotten into me. Maybe it was the heat or maybe it was my biology ticking the right time of the month. I was horny and I was hot to get laid. I am fundamentally bad at picking up guys and though I know it’s often a sellers market out there when it comes to women looking to get laid I still knew I would struggle. I don’t trust those phone apps and It was a little early in the day to troll the clubs. The local bar would have to do. It was early happy hour and the executives and would surely be drinking themselves into a horny stupor before dinner time.

I have had limited luck with them before. A few times I got to the point of being ready to take them home to my place only to see the telltale ring shaped imprint on their finger just in time. I am not going to wrong some trusting woman. Aside from being something I would feel awful about, it’s also a dangerous game to play. I politely let them down and tell them to satisfy their blue balls on the person for whom they shared their ring with. I like to think I helped some marriages that way but who was I kidding they probably went after the next piece of tail that walked their way. Read more »

The Babysitter Chronicles 1 [Fm][Babysitter][Romance][Voy]

**Chapter 1**

*(Amy – The Interruption)*

My neck craned back over the arm of my couch, and my back arched upward as I let out a long-tortured sigh. My left hand held a tight grip on the top of the couch, fingers digging into the fine leather, while my right hand worked between my legs. It had been days since I’d had enough time alone to masturbate, having been out of town for the week for Comicon. This was desperate relief.

The living room of my lake house was dark, lit only by an eerie blue lava lamp, the dim glow of my PC monitor, and the pale moonlight sifting in from the large glass panes that overlooked the water. My body felt like a dam, slowly but surely filling up with water. The water was pleasure, electric and urgent. My toes curled, and my legs twisted. Each breath seemed like a struggle as the muscles in my thighs began to convulse. My thighs clenched my hand and my legs twitched, as my fingers continued their familiar dance of self-gratification. My back arched even more as I let out a long-labored moan, the sensual pleasure beginning to become overwhelming. I started to feel a tremble, like an earthquake in my muscles sending shockwaves of pleasure through my nervous system. It was building… and building… Read more »

[MF] [Group] London- How one fantasy became an incredible orgy. [Long] NSFW

Edit- typo

This isn’t fiction but the sexy time is “based on a true story”, every action is factually correct, however due to the sensory overloads, these may of happened at different stages of the evening!

Enjoy reading!

So, it all started with an “accidental” slip of the tongue. I was watching and feeling her incredible body ride up and down on me. Our bodies were moist with the sweat you achieve from only the best sex. As I was reaching climax, all I could fixate my self on was how this was almost perfect. That’s when it happened, with my balls staging themselves to empty my seed deep inside her, my kink filled sub conscious took over… ”I want to see you fuck another guy”.

That’s what started an already incredible relationship down the road to insatiable kinks, complete satisfaction and the realisation that we were about to step into the unknown, a place usually reserved to the likes of dirty dreams and fantasies.

We spoke long and hard about how our new-found fantasy would work. Guidelines, rules and boundaries all became part of our sex life. We would play around, she would tell me to imagine that my cock was somebody else’s, it was such an erotic experience. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part III the ending [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Links to part 1 and 2 in the comments.

“Commuters no more”

The walk to my house was a few blocks from the train station. My body was on fire. The slight discomfort from walking with no panties combined with the moisture from the sweat, spit, and juices from my still sensitive pussy was muted by the sheer exhilaration of the control I was now wielding over my seatmate. This whole thing was so unlike me. I was the passive fat girl who apologized for my squeezing on the train on the way to my demure desk job. Part of me still felt a pang of the need to apologize for the forcefulness I was exerting on him. One glance over my shoulder showed that no apology was necessary. He was enthralled, dutifully staring at my round ass as i confidently walked ahead of him. We turned down a side street on the way to house and I slowed down. I reached down behind me and felt the front of his pants. I wanted to confirm that my new toy was still hard. He let out a soft sigh as i did so. The control I had on him was palpable. I didn’t know how far I wanted to push it but the mere extent of control I knew I had on him was sending waves of pleasure through me. Read more »

You don’t have a Carla in your life? Sucks to be you [Str8] [Mdom] [oral] [voy]

Her lips were against my balls now. I held the back of her head and thrust a few more times, before pulling out. She gasped for breath and her spit dripped from the tip of my cock.

We were just behind the front door of her house. We had barely got inside before I’d pushed her to her knees.

I looked down to see her eyes had watered and spread her mascara.

“Do you understand what I like, Carla?”

She nodded and smiled. At that exact moment I realised I would spend the rest of my life with her.

Mick would be pissed.

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I had fallen in love with her way before that. This story starts when Mick – my best friend Mick who I’d known for 20 years – introduced me to his new girlfriend. This was Carla. We’d arranged to meet in a pub specially so I could meet her. So I could approve of her, I guess. Mick liked to get my approval on everything.

I did approve of her. Oh fuck, did I approve of her. Read more »

Air BnB Superhosts part 2 [voy, teen, off, taboo]

Jim and Deb watch eagerly as Bridget welcomes in two of her friends, two girls that had turned into frequent guests at their home over the last 4 years. The three of them had become very close friends playing softball and were never seen terribly far apart from each other. Bridget was the prettiest of the three girls for sure, her soft brown hair and supple curves setting her apart from Britney and Bonnie. They had called themselves the killer B cups freshman year of high school, but Bridget was the only one of the girls who did not quickly push into the C or D cup range.

Bonnie was the stereotypical “softball girl”. She was a little thick, a little short and a touch plain. She was pretty, but was rarely spotted in makeup or with her hair done in anything but a simple pony tail. She had the largest breast of the three young ladies, and the widest hips. She attracted her fair share of attention from the boys, often seen as “the obtainable one” of the “killer B’s” the girls had dropped the bra size reference after it became a bit cruel to Bridget’s ego. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part II [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Link to part 1 in the comments.

The seed was planted and I could tell as he awkwardly exited at his stop that he was mulling it over. Before exiting he made one last glance back at me. I put on a coy look and just subtly licked my lips. It all felt so naughty. The seed had been planted in his head but also in my own.

My office wasn’t far from the train station and my desk by the window made it difficult for me to forget what i had said. Every hour or so the train whistle outside would blow, distracting me from my work and sending my mind into that naughty place. Would he take the bait? What would I do? What would he do? My imagination took hold and my body was reacting. I pressed my legs together to feel the wetness forming in my panties. They were a nice new cotton pair and I could feel that the hourly train whistle was going to have them quite damp by the end of the day. My pussy was a Pavlovian dog responding to that train whistle. I got very little work done that day. Around 3 I thought i couldn’t take it anymore and went to the bathroom. I considered just fingering myself to climax right then and there to take the edge off. Instead I had better plans. I slipped my panties soaked by my wet pussy and put it in my purse. The rest of the day I would be going commando. Back at my desk by the 3:30 train I had probed myself under my desk. Fortunately it was a friday and the near empty office did not hear my soft whimpering at my desk. As the clock hit 4:30 I grabbed my purse and sped out to the train. Read more »

Air BnB Superhosts [voy, teen, taboo]

Jim and Deb had gone through the usual roller coaster of marriage that most 40 something year olds went through. They had been madly in love, cold and distraught, and then comfortably content with each others company. They had acted as lovers, parents, best friends and strangers all within a month or so fairly regularly. Their lives needed direction as their kiddo hit her teenage years and their major role as “parents” faded to a spectator sport as Bridget breezed through high school. Jim had an ambitious idea one night when browsing vacation rentals on air bnb. Jim wanted to be a host, but not just a normal host that sets out towels and gave tourists recommendations on where to eat. He wanted to be a sexual concierge that could give couples or singles an experience they would never forget. He wanted to feed off their primal sexual energy. Its what they both wanted, and what they both needed. Read more »

The Mirror [FM] [Voyeurism] [Exhibitionism] [Masturbation] [Fiction]

The alarm on my phone rings to let me know it’s 6:55 in the morning and I know exactly what that means, you’ve just finished your workout and are getting ready to take your morning shower. I slide into the little closet next to your bathroom, making sure that the room behind me is completely dark so that I can see you without you seeing me. Within minutes, like every day, you walk in, bouncing, with little beads of sweat on your forehead and chest, your tank top soaked in your sweat. Your shorts being stripped off as you walk into the bathroom. You look into the mirror, looking me directly in the eyes, if you knew I was there.

“Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest bitch of them all?” you ask, a quick giggle passes your lips as you look into the mirror.

This little habit of yours makes me smile every morning. The sultry voice you try to slip into, a little deeper than your standard voice, a little slower pace than you normally speak, makes me grin as I know you are realizing how it would sound to anyone else. You stand on your tip toes as you finish asking, examining your body. Your skin glistening, turning your arms over, looking at the various muscles and how they look with shine of the sweat. Read more »