Graduation Sleepover, pt 2 [M/F][Breed Kink][Age Gap][Incest]

I woke up the next day later than intended. The girls were all finishing up breakfast by the time I made it to the kitchen, Janelle leaning over to eat some cereal placed on the island, the exact spot where I’d pumped two loads into her the night before. My eyes lingered on her barely covered ass, the tight yoga pants leaving little to the imagination. She smiled brightly at me when I walked in, biting her lip as she looked at my crotch. Samantha, Blaire, and Claire were all at the table, each of them sharing a coy giggle as I slipped around behind Janelle to get to the refrigerator. My wife was humming happily to herself over a couple of pans while she cooked eggs and bacon, and I cozied up next to her with a cold bottle of water. She kissed me on the cheek when I picked up the spatula, agitating the eggs while she turned the bacon. 

Graduation Sleepover pt 1 [M/F][Breed Kink][Age Gap][Incest]

I really just couldn’t believe it. Tomorrow, my little girl, the light of my life would be walking the stage and graduating! In a few short months she’d be leaving her mother and me for college, and writing her own next chapter. Proud tears form in my eyes as I get ready for bed, reflecting on all the fond memories of my little Claire growing up as I brush my teeth.

A few friends of hers were over for a slumber party. They were referring to it as a “fond farewell to childhood,” one last hurrah before leaving the safety and comfort of home. I can hear them giggling from the master bathroom connected to the bedroom I share with my wife, the fun they’re having echoing from a room on the floor above. Samantha, Janelle, Blaire and Claire. Best friends since at least middle school, Blaire and Claire going all the way back to kindergarten.

I still think about when my waiter turned out to be the oldest guy I’ve fucked [FM]

*Btw there’s a mention of blood in the middle of sex…it happens*

My best friend and I are eating dinner at a Mediterranean restaurant. It’s nice to sit down and laugh over food and drink after a long day.

Our waiter makes small talk with us and everytime he comes over he exchanges looks with me and lingers a bit. My friend catches on to this and the next time he disappears, she leans forward and whispers “I think he’s into you!”

“You think??” I’m not so sure. It’s always hard to tell when they’re just doing their job and want good tips. Either way I don’t need my head to be any bigger than it is.

She smiles and dares me to flirt with him and see. When he comes back, he asks me if I’m free after his shift and gets my number. My friend just winks at me and then we pay the check.

She goes home because she really needed to rest, and gives me her blessing to go out alone that night. I have her number on speed dial in case anything happens.

A Devil in Angel’s Clothing [MF]

Darci and Kane had worked together for nearly 5 years. They’d navigated many late nights and countless projects. They’d often shared the spotlight of leadership and their families became extensions of one another, growing very close. As they were working late, something that was becoming rather typical and necessary with the new company merger, Kane couldn’t help but confess his dark secret to Darci. He could no longer hide how connected he felt to her, seeing her much more than a sister or best friend. He saw her as a woman he wanted, no, needed to have and to possess. However, he shared with her the worst part of that secret and was not sure what to expect from her in return…..

K: You know, loving my wife does make me feel bad for the good times we have together, for being sexually attracted to you, for liking to be somehow cared for and maybe even desired by you…. Honestly, most days, I hope it is the same for you. Though, you are probably a better person than I.
Much to his surprise, she shared her own yearnings for him. Though he quickly realized she possessed expertise in putting him at ease and even more ability to seduce him further than he anticipated.

The Baroness and the Bride- Part 2 [FFM] [Fantasy] [Soft Cuckold]

(Thanks to everyone who upvoted and updateme’d part 1! Love it hear from anyone who has feedback or just wants to say they liked it!)

Genevieve took one deep, steadying breath. Before she could speak, Thomas said “My Lady, forgive me, but what happened to Tylor?”

The baroness’s face went blank, and she turned away from them. She picked up the pitcher of wine and began to fill a cup. The bride and groom watched the muscles in her broad dusky back move as she poured.

“I ate him.” She said casually. When she turned around, Thomas and Genevieve had gone very still. She held out the cup of wine to the bride, but Geniveve did not take it. The baroness broke into a wicked smile. “Gods you two, I’m not a monster. He serves me here at the manor. He took the wagon to Silverport to get some things for me.”

Hooked up with his dad before! [FM]

Last night, I went home with a guy after hitting it off at a party. He actually caught me twice that night coming out of a room with different guys but still wanted to take me home.

When we got to his place, I got this feeling that I had been here before. He told me his parents were asleep at this point (we’re both students). When we walked in, I immediately recognized the antique wall clock. I had this feeling I’ve slept with a middle-age guy here before so I asked him for some water and took the opportunity to look at some family photos for confirmation. Gotta say, I’ve had a fair share of hookups so even though I think I’ve fucked his dad, I wasn’t 100% sure.

With the dad: It was almost a year before this party. I was getting takeout from a wine bar but it took forever. He came to me and I was happy to chat. After he bought me a glass of wine, I ended up eating and sitting with him. He invited me over for a nicer bottle, said his kids weren’t at home, so I accepted.

The First Time I [F] Let My Much Older Boss [M] Jerk Off in Front of Me

I’m Asian-American 5’4, slim with petite b cups. My boss was in his late 40’s, about 5’11, an Eastern European immigrant, married with three children.
It happened the summer after my freshmen year of college. I was 19 at the time when I got the job as a salesgirl at a tiny Jewelry store. I could tell exactly how sleazy my boss was as early as my interview for the job. The way he would look at me and comment on my body. He said it would be good to have a girl like me at the store to catch attention from customers. It didn’t take long till he started actually hitting on me. It started with suggestions that I should dress sexier “for the customers”. My outfits started with playfully flowery summer dresses but then he requested that I wear tighter and shorter dresses I would typically wear to the club. When I would come into the store in something skimpy, he would ask me to do a little twirl for him so he could better see my outfit. He would also make comments about how he loved how my cleavage or legs looked in a certain outfit.

WI[F]E Gets Pounded Hard From Out of Town Sexting Buddy [MF]

My wife, we will call her C, and I have an open relationship. She has been perusing online dating sites for potential FWB’s. She struck up a conversation with this guy, we’ll call him M. He is married (unhappily) and lives in another town. After some initial texts they met at a coffee shop. (I wrote about this in another story) They went for a drive to a city overlook and she ended up blowing him in the backseat of her car. That is what hooked M to her.. (She gives the most amazing blowjobs).

They sex texted for the next couple of weeks, saying what kind of dirty things they were going to do to each other. When I read some of these texts, I was even surprised and asked if she was really going to let him do some of those things. Their schedules / weather never really cooperated. My wife finally asked me if I could manage to get the kids out of the house on a Saturday when he had some free time, and she was on a break from work. I agreed and was pretty excited for her. I got the kids out and they ended up meeting at the house.

Hooking up with my boss’s Mom. [MF]

I checked out this sub-Reddit a few weeks ago after hearing about it from a friend and have enjoyed the stories so much that I was inspired to share something that I’ve kept under lock and key for over a decade, circa 2011. I have not told a soul, not even my wife.

Let me start with the setting and backstory, then I will share everything else (****), down to the granular details, as memory serves best. It’s a bit long, but it gives context to the event. All the names used in this story are changed to prevent someone from being recognized.

By the end of summer of my Senior year, at a state college in south Texas, I was dealing with the heart break of being dumped by my girlfriend of two years. It happened over Skype a few days after I helped her move to Austin, to attend a more “prestigious” university. I was quite smitten with her and in total denial that the relationship would end after she decided to transfer. I thought she was THE ONE, but life had different plans. I’m sure some of you can empathize.

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 3 – Campus Raid (slightly censored version) [Str8][Mf][rape][nc][story-heavy][black][ebony][armpits][feet][blood][death][harem] READ DISCLAIMERS

Start at chapter 1. Links in comments

*New strain of COVID, I’m now a disgusting perverted vampire. I creep around a college campus, searching for the perfect girl to claim. Then force and feed on a college girl.*

DISCLAIMERS

I’m just trying to help with these disclaimers, so please read!

I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Death / Blood / Murder (I mean it’s a vampire, I’m going for it, but I keep it minimal)

-Creeping around (lots of this, sorry if it’s boring)

-Slow start, builds to BRUTAL ending

-Gross Sniffing/tasting (panties, armpits, sweat, bodily fluids, feet)