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Locked & Daddy Zoned [chasity/bratty domme]

She had invaded his dreams once again, as she had nearly every night for the past two weeks, this time even more vividly. He once again tasted her and explored her smooth inner walls of flesh with his tongue. He was once again breathlessly, hopelessly straining for her, craving her soft warmth wrapped around his tortured, imprisoned member.

But even in his dreams he was denied that ultimate pleasure. Even in his dreams, he was forbidden the relief he so desperately craved from his lustful insanity, which had grown exponentially over the past month. And upon awakening, he would once again be called upon to serve his beautiful, ever powerful step daughter, now his Princess, tending to her every need and impulsive whim. The dreams amplified that call, creating a residual hangover that flashed electric images of Madison’s quivering, climaxing body through his mind at regular intervals throughout the day.

Madison was oblivious to just how deeply and complexly that especially intimate night had affected daddy. And she felt no regret for using what was just a momentarily available sex toy to her. But she didn’t need daddy for that. In fact, upon reflection, she was kind of grossed out by it. Since that night, she forbade him from any explicit sexual expression, whether verbal or physical. For now at least, he was firmly reconsigned to his primary, purer role as step father, like nothing had ever happened. Read more »

What if… My GF Didn’t Get Amnesia [M/F] Ch. 7

=== ***Chris*** ===

Raissa has been a joy to be with. She’s honest with me, and I can be honest with her, but I feel the need to be a little bit guarded. I think I’ll be like that for a while, seeing as the first times I’ve been with women have been a less than ideal experience. Isabella and Anna really stained my views of women, but maybe third time’s the charm.

Still, I can’t help but be a bit… suspicious at times.

Raissa has a couple of work friends, so naturally she goes out with them, usually on a Friday night. This is girls’ night out, so I’m excluded from it as is the norm. When she goes out, I am plagued with visions of her being with men, dancing with them and generally unsavory things.

Now she hasn’t given me any reason to doubt her, and I realize this is my problem. I should have taken time for myself; I should have tried to fix me before being in a relationship with her.

So, one night I sat her down to talk.

“Raissa, I need to be honest with you. I need to go to therapy again.” Read more »

Ugly Duckling [F19] tries to get revenge on her bully, ends up as his pet. [MF]

Hi everyone, long time no see. I had to delete my last profile because of a creep, but if you want to read my first story again (or for the first time), I posted it in my profile. Short Recap: Ugly Duckling becomes a swan but her low confidence gets her to fuck the first guy that hits on her and develops a taste for sex. Perhaps an addiction. At the point of this new story, I had sex with 3 men in total. Two men after Jacob were boring and uninteresting and Jacob again once he joined University in the fall.

The problem with living in a small city is that there are really only a few options for secondary education and you end up in University with the same people you went to high school with. And unfortunately for me, in my second year, my schedule lined up with my worst antagonist in high school, Mike. He was my bully in a big way, teasing me about my bird nest hair whenever he passed me in the hall, coming up with annoying and hurtful nicknames, knocking my books down, and even putting dead frog guts on top of my locker (which was thankfully being cleaned up by the janitor before I saw the full carnage, I love animals and it would have broken my heart). Mike also used to fuck everything that moved. He wasn’t exactly a jock, he more was a stoner actually carved from stone. Effortlessly, almost lazily, lean and muscular. He had long dark hair that didn’t go past his ears. He reminds me a little of Penn Badgley from Gossip Girl? With maybe a little Adrian Brody mixed in. And no matter what, he was always oozing confidence. Read more »

[MF] A photographer and his married model learn to be more bold on their second session

I used to be a photographer, as a hobby. This was before cameras were in every pocket. It was fun and I liked it. I shot portraiture and most other kinds of photographs.

I would ask people I knew to model — almost always women, and most would say yes. Almost all were flattered I asked. Some were only eager to get photos of themselves. And some, I found out, craved the power dynamic of being brought to a private place and being told what to wear, and how to move, and how to use and expose their bodies, and that the result was being captured indelibly in a medium they were powerless to control.

Anyway, almost always, a few days after shooting, a model would express happiness in what we captured, but that she wished there were more, and she’d offer to pose again one day.

And once in a while, one would apologize for seeming too shy, and promise next time she’d be more bold.

And once in another while, she’d ask to be told to do more.

This is about photography, but you won’t get my photos. I lost them a long time ago anyway, but also I wouldn’t post without her permission. It’s been a while. Read more »

Being Seen [FFM]

Anne wanted to be seen.

In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more. Read more »

Being Seen [FFM]

Anne wanted to be seen.

In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more. Read more »

My neighbour adores my wife! Part 5

That night, Tom asked, ‘Anna, tell me what did Karen say about Boyd?’

Anna was applying some cream on her hands and getting ready to go to bed. She eyed Tom and said, ‘Ahh okay! Well, I think they met at a bar.’

Tom chuckled, ‘How stereotypical.’

‘I know. But, well, you know, Karen has a boyfriend.’

‘Apart from Boyd?’

‘Well, Boyd is not exactly her boyfriend. She just meets him every 2-3 months for a weekend of sex.’

Tom cocked his eyebrows. Anna shrugged and said, ‘Well, Karen says Boyd is the best she had had. Boyd apparently is horny, can screw for hours and is well-endowed.’

Tom chuckled, ‘And my puritan wife is friends with her? How are you so nice about her?’

‘Well, she said she doesn’t want to settle now. She has a point, you know. Another year or two, she said she will play the field, be the slut, and then be a good wife and mother. Sounds fair?’

Tom said, ‘Am I getting a hint of regret?’

Anna said, ‘Not regret. But the way she put it, it’s no big fucking deal.’ Read more »

The Professor and his Tamed Brat Pt.4 (Professor’s perspective) {tags: Vaginal Intercourse, Flexibility, Creampie, Daddy mention}

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All characters are 18+

11:45 pm

“Is it almost time for *round 2* Professor~?”

I held my cock in my grip. I was directly over-top of her stroking over her abdomen. Her pussy was sopping wet, throbbing and clenching for me. A rush of energy ran through me. My other arm had her trapped beneath me.

I lowered my lower body, I slapped and rubbed my dick against her entrance. I saw the reaction on her face change to a sudden realization.

“Oh hehe, yeah don’t worry about it. I had a vasectomy a few years ago, I don’t need a condom.”

Finally, the head wiggled inside. I heard her breathing quicken. She went back to squeezing her pillow. My entire tip eased inside, I felt her tighten. She winced, “c’mon, keep going, Sir~”

I thrusted forwards.

“Mmmm, more! Go faster.”

She folded her legs and stretched them up over her head and held her calves with her hands. Her ass followed upward swallowing more of my length. Read more »

Sister in law troubles.

Quick note. This is my first submission of any type. If it goes well, I may upload it it literotica. This is loosely based off of a true story.

My wife and I have been married for eight years and together for 15. We were 16 and 14 when we started dating. So I’ve known my sister in law (Natalie) since she was 12.

Over time we have heard from everyone how big of a slut she grew up to be and how much of a wild fuck she can be. I’ve had buddies that have fucked her and they all confirm that she is incredible in bed.

I never really had an attraction to her because she has been like a little sister to me for so long. I was always protective of her when guys would run their mouth and she even lived with us for a couple of years after college. We had a Christmas party this year and she showed up looking like a complete knock out. She was wearing tight fitting clothes and was really showing off her body. It is absolutely incredible. Reminds me a lot of my wives before she had kids. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my wives mom bod, but it definitely had me thinking about how it was in the past. Read more »