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Soul Binder – Chapter 1 [Gay] [MM] [Urban Fantasy] [Horror]

**Chapter I**

She didn’t know it yet, but she was already dead.

“Are you guys sure you’re going to be OK?” said Frannie, tossing her giant suitcase onto the check-in counter.

“We’ll be fine,,” said John. “You’re only gonna be gone for two weeks. I’m sure we won’t burn down the house.”

No we wouldn’t burn down the house, but we were definitely going to set it on fire. With a lot of heat, a lot of steam, and a shit ton of hot sex.

“John and I will be fine,” I assured. “Enjoy China and bring me back something cool, OK?”

Her eyes welled up with emotion. In just four months, I already had her eating out of my hands, believing whatever the hell I wanted her to believe. This was going better than I expected. There was no wrong I could do. No sin I could commit to make her doubt my *love* for them. Shit, I could’ve fucked John right in front of her, and she’d probably still think I was an angel. But I didn’t want to risk that just yet. Not quite yet. There were still a lot of things about me I had to re-remember and I couldn’t be stupid like that. Read more »

Cass [mf] [Ffm]

If you’re lucky, there are one or two encounters in your life where the sex is so awesome that just by thinking of it you can practically get off anywhere, anytime, no hands required. I’m a very lucky man, as I have a catalogue of more than a dozen of these times. But there’s one that stands out in my mind.

I met Cass in a Vermont coffee shop a few years ago and we became fast friends. She’s had a complicated life, (and that plays into this story a bit, so I mention it). When I met her she was recently divorced, free again, and back “home” for a while to lick her wounds and move on. We are in the same field and know a bunch of the same people, and go to many of the same professional events. Shortly after we met, though, she moved to Oakland, and I thought I’d not see her again.

More than a year passed before I found myself at a conference with her. Dinner ended with drinks, which ended with flirting, and that led to her inviting me up to her room. Cass is amazingly cute. Short, curvy, with an immensely warm hug, eyes that always smile, and pale with the kind of skin that flushes bright red whenever she’s embarrassed, tipsy, or amused. Read more »

Four fists for two holes [FM]

Casey and I were in bed, already fooling around. As she laid on her back, I was between her legs eating her pussy. I slid a few fingers in, massaging her g-spot, and inner walls. Then another finger. I was intending to fist her. Sucking her clit, working my fingers in, Casey moaning and rocking her hips. I grabbed the lube, thoroughly covering her cunt and my hand.

Four fingers and room to go. I tucked my thumb in, rubbed her labia, spreading them so my hand could fit easier. Casey was breathing heavily and arching her back as I pushed past the knuckles and my hand slid in to the wrist. Making a fist, I slowly pumped in and out as I circled her clit with a finger.

I worked my fist in Casey’s pussy for a while, pulling my closed fist further and further out until it pulled past the opening. I slowly kept doing this, inserting my hand as deep as it would go, eventually making it a couple inches or so past the ulna (so a wrist watch would have vanished). Read more »

Circumnavigation, pt.1 (NSFW, mf, romance, oral, autobiographical)

Circumnavigation, risking it all

Prologue

Note: This series is autobiographic, the events are true as I can get ‘em to memory, but it’s been 22 years and a few details may have run together. It’s long and takes a while to pick up steam, hopefully not too boring ^_^

In 1996 I was active duty Navy and assigned to my first ship, a guided missile frigate home-ported in Mississippi. I was 23 years old, happily married, full of myself and from what I could tell, at the start of a successful career.

I had already completed one deployment to the Middle-East and had the obligatory “Sailor experience” under my belt of wandering from bar-to-bar, sampling food from cafes and street vendors, shopping in bazaars and boutiques in Barcelona, Haifa, Hurghada, Massawa, Djibouti, Manamah, Dubai, Muscat and Marseilles.

Through all of that I maintained my marital vows and thought myself all the better for it. I had been tempted, tested and tried numerous times and escaped with my virtue unscathed. I wore my fidelity like a crown and secretly judged my shipmates who failed the test. *Sigh* The higher the pedestal, the farther the fall. Read more »

Strapped, pt. 1 [futanari, futa-fem, fantasy, masturbation, blindfold]

Into the inky blackness that surrounded her, she radiated heat. Sweat had begun to form over every inch of her naked body, starting first as a fine mist, then beading here and there. An occasional breeze was a welcome respite sending a delicious chill throughout, and though she couldn’t remember where she was, she felt as if somehow she was floating. Opening her eyes, the orc looked down and regarded her nakedness. The wetness that covered her seemed to make her moss-green skin glow in the single spot of light that radiated from somewhere high above. She watched as a bead of sweat formed on her chest and rolled languidly down between her fulsome breasts and embarked further across the undulations of her muscular stomach, finally disappearing in the soft valley between her legs. She could only feel it now, but the sensation made her entire considerable frame shiver with excitement. Read more »

Strapped, pt. 1 [futanari, futa-fem, fantasy, masturbation, blindfold]

Into the inky blackness that surrounded her, she radiated heat. Sweat had begun to form over every inch of her naked body, starting first as a fine mist, then beading here and there. An occasional breeze was a welcome respite sending a delicious chill throughout, and though she couldn’t remember where she was, she felt as if somehow she was floating. Opening her eyes, the orc looked down and regarded her nakedness. The wetness that covered her seemed to make her moss-green skin glow in the single spot of light that radiated from somewhere high above. She watched as a bead of sweat formed on her chest and rolled languidly down between her fulsome breasts and embarked further across the undulations of her muscular stomach, finally disappearing in the soft valley between her legs. She could only feel it now, but the sensation made her entire considerable frame shiver with excitement. Read more »

An Intro Into Hotwife (Voyeur)

She looked beautiful.

She always looked beautiful. Perhaps it is what she was getting ready for that made her look even more beautiful to me tonight. Tonight was a special night. Our sex life was excitingly wide ranged. I could be sitting around and the thought of a soft, sensual, loving night of love making would cross my mind and I would lose himself for a moment. I loved her and I loved making love to her. On the other end of the spectrum lies the animalistic, sweaty, dirty talk fueled, porn star-esque fucking that made my cock throb. The main topic of the dirty talk usually focused on watching her with another man. Admittedly, that fantasy started with me. I knew she wasn’t into it, but I loved her for trying. Truth be told, I felt guilty that I fantasized about watching her. Felt weak that I could never put into words exactly why it turned me on so much. But during those amazing fuck sessions, I just let himself go, if just for a moment. Read more »

A country summer, Part 3 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

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I had originally planned to ride around the ranch at Aunt Mary’s place, but after a big hug and a peck on the cheek, she regretfully informed me that her husband, my step-uncle, took an extra job and wasn’t able to bring a horse in from pasture before he had to leave.

I was disappointed, but thought about my younger cousin who lived in their basement.

“What about Ernie?” I asked. “Can he help me get one?”

Aunt Mary had four children by her first husband, and one more from her next. She had two girls, then three boys. I was right between the first two boys, they were each a year older and younger than me. The last boy was almost ten years younger and lived upstairs, while Ernie rented the basement as an apartment.

Mary was almost a mirror image of my own mother, but was also almost ten years her senior. They looked and sounded alike, but the life of a rancher’s wife and five children had its effect on her appearance. Her skin was weathered and her hair was graying. Her hips were wide, her thighs thick and her baby-stretched belly could be seen resting against the tops of her thighs below her waistband. The one department in which she surpassed all other women was her breasts. Read more »

A country summer, Part 2 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

That morning Grandma smiled at me a lot more than usual, her eyes sparkling, and after being skittish around her for a bit, her easy-going attitude and body language wore off on me and I began to relax. The incident seemed to have evolved into some kind of private joke/shared experience between us. When I tried to wash dishes after breakfast she even came up beside me and gave me a sideways hug, then bumped me firmly aside with her generous hip and took over.

Grandpa stayed home that day so I was able to borrow the truck and wander around the valley, revisiting my childhood haunts and reminiscing. I wandered over to the next town, even smaller that Union, which had a pool built over a hot spring. Then back to Union to spend an hour in the tiny but awesome museum. Before heading home I walked across the street to the post office to pick up the mail for Grandma, there were no mail boxes in Union, and everyone came to town to pick it up.

While I was waiting for the clerk to bring the mail up front, a best friend of my dad’s from high school, Ronald, recognized me and invited me over to dinner at his place. Read more »