Honey, are you in there?
We both stopped and looked at each other with a terrified glance. We were fucked. I had thought it was my aunty going down on my cock, and I hadn't realized until it was too late, and my cousin (her daughter) had sat on my shaft.
I'd just finished unloading a blast of cum that was the result of some highly inappropriate actions at the top of a nearby mountain this morning with my aunty. She's not a blood relative, but through marriage. I thought she'd come to my tent in the mi...

Chapter 1
The room held a heavy silence, like everyone was standing on the edge of a knife. Luna sat alone in a chair in the center of the room, her whole family surrounding her. It felt like an intervention, but she didn't have any vices, even at the frat parties she'd tended to nurse a single beer all night. She'd come home for a five-day weekend, thanks to the holiday and her clever schedule. Once her father learned she'd have so many days home, he told her they had to talk; the whole family had to ta...

This is a purely fictional (rewrite of my very first) story based around well publicised, historical social event - Live Aid. For those looking for true facts and reality, please move on. All people engaging in sexual activity are 18 or over.
Next Morning
I woke up, sticky after my latest nocturnal event, a regular event for a boy in his teens and feeling slightly disturbed at how real it was, and especially who it was about. I lay awake, trying to make sense of it. I knew that the moaning had put her...

I was awakened next morning with two sets of soft lips finding their way around my cock and my balls. At first I thought I was dreaming, until I looked down. I don't know how long they had been playing with me, but I managed another five minutes until Diane clamped her lips over the tip of my cock and Sophie stroked faster. My cock throbbed and seemed to expand as stream after stream of my juice fired in to my wife's mouth, making her gulp fast to swallow it all....

Quick Note from the Author:
I have to be honest, Free Use is really, really hard to make realistic when it's between a mother and son.
I did my best with it though. Hopefully it was enough for what it needs to be, and that this story will give you an experience that feels tangible, with a mother you could almost love....

Part 1: Back Home
Josh sat quietly at the table as his parents paraded him with questions regarding his time in Australia, his mother badgering him to show them pictures of his travels and his father asking a million questions about Marine biology. He had spent the last fourteen years away, touring the world, and his family had missed him dearly, but there was one member missing....

Journey 19
Journey to Love. Pt. 19
A story of two siblings separated as children continued.
Today we find out more about the family's story and their inheritance.
All persons engaged in sexual acts are over 18.
The Journey to Love implies getting there. But can you arrive at a feeling, a concept, an idea, or do you just live it?...

Following Mom
Chapter Four
I went to my room, cleaned up some, and then went to get dressed. That's when I heard him in the doorway of my room, "Why get dressed? Mom's working the second shift." 
"I'm not running around the house naked!"
"Well, I think you did a lot of that with your brother."...

M wasn't expecting a letter from the Dean's office, she opened it with apprehension.
"I'm to report to his office after last glass today. Holly shit what the heck for?" She asks herself out loud.
His assistant was gone, finished for the day. His office door was ajar.
"In here M."
She was surprised he knew her nickname?...

I tried my hand at writing down my latest barefoot adventure. Solo this time, as Vinile wasn't there with me.
I hope you enjoy it.
Egle
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The sun was shining when I stepped outside the Postillion Conference Centre. It was a Friday afternoon in June, and Rotterdam was balmy. The conference was finally over. I had enjoyed it, but after days of it, I just wanted to rest and switch the brain off. Work had allowed me to book my return flight for Sunday, giving me a mini city break to enjoy. I had two...

Retired, looking for peace and quiet. Found a house two months ago for back taxes with 6 acres of land. Had to do renovations beyond my expertise and energy. Hired a contractor for that. Got lucky with the contractor. He was good and fast. He had geared up for some work that had been delayed over some legal issue out of his hands....

Saturday 8am your alarm goes off and you wake from a decent dream about the gentleman you have been talking to. He seems so real and honest and his knowledge of the lifestyle just blows you away. You have had in interest but never pursued it until now.
You joined the site with the hopes of meeting someone real, someone that can help you learn, someone who will go slower and teach you. You find plenty of fakes and wanna be's and thought you had found a real one. it worked out for a bit. The online talking...

In my opinion a Princess differs from most other types of submissives in that she is willing to serve and submit, but only if what she is going to get in return from the dynamic is what she really wants and needs. It is a very intricate dynamic indeed!
My princess would love to be spoiled and pampered all day if she could, she and I both know that of course. But at night time a Princess can change especially when she is completely cared for, cherished, adored and treated like royalty by her Dom. At night...

I smile as i sigh for the box. I wonder if the delivery driver has any idea what he is an accomplice to. As soon as i shut the door, i whip out my pocket knife and open the box.
My eyes widen.
What the fuck?
It contains only a note and a garage door opener.
Has He sent me the wrong package?...

Of Course It's You pt. 2
The usual disclaimers. This is a work written solely by me and I have some rights you know. Not many, but some. Everyone engaging in sexual acts is over the age of eighteen. This tale includes spanking, choking, oral, humiliation and pissing. If those things turn you off, please choose another of my stories....

This is an absolute work of fiction. The places mentioned are real, but any characters in the story are made up and are not meant to resemble anyone in real life. Any coincidence is purely that. With that, I hope you enjoy the story and please leave feedback, whether good or bad, so I can use it to improve for the next one. Thank you and love to you all....

Vitavie's Vignette No. 05: Voici, Élodie - the human Xmas tree


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Vitavie

I thought I'd give you a fun and happy story after Filling the Void and A Ritual and Musical Divertisement. Okay, Denial wasn't sad and unhappy, but a-walk-in-the-park it was not. The story below is simply full of the joys....

To be honest, I was amazed when Karin agreed to marry me. I was pretty amazed that she had even agreed to go out with me, or that I'd had the nerve to ask her. She was, as they say, out of my league. Originally from Germany, with a British father and a German mother, she had lived in England since her teens, attending school here before studying psychology at a prestigious university, staying on to complete a Master's degree....

AN: Final chapter. No sex this time.
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"Kate, I... I want to have your baby."
Paul let out a huge exhalation of air and put his hand across his mouth.
"Oh, Paul," Sarah said, "don't hate me."
Paul winced at that. "I don't hate you, Sarah. I..... you know I'd do anything for you. Anything. But.... raising someone else's child.... that's a lot. That's a lot to ask."...

Full Tags: [F4M] [Online>In Person] [Flirty] [First Date] [Cunnilingus] [Fingers] [Hair Tugs] [My Heaving Tits] [Tasting Myself] [Raw Dog] [Nipples] [Blow Job] [Ball Sucking] [Stroking You] [Cum On My Tits] [Wearing Your Cum] [Tit Fucking] [Cleaning You] [Direct Address]
Structured for a narrative audio performance, direct to listener...

Louis dreamt terrible dreams that night. He was tormented by visions of the laughing LeClerc sisters as he lay paralysed in his bed. He whimpered and groaned, and in his half-sleep he heard horrible, cackling laughter.
The cackling grew louder and more awful, and Louis tried to cry out, but he could only moan. In his dream he looked up at the night sky in terror, and he pulled and thrashed against cold shackles. The howling laughter of the LeClerc sisters joined with the evil cackling in a horrible choru...

Night 1
Hey Bob (me) my older cousin Dean said to me. Do you want to come over this Saturday? I said sure, we can catch up on things and hang out.
After my college classes were over I went over to meet Dean at his house. He lives with his mom in the city. I live in a rural area except when I am at university....

September and Samirah shared their first kiss and enjoyed a wonderful first date. What comes next is a mystery to them both.
The drive home for Samirah was surreal; she couldn't believe the night she had just experienced.
September was all she could think about. She wondered and hoped she hadn't been too forward with kissing her. It just felt right. When September kissed her back, she just melted. She couldn't wait to see her again....

Dearest Elaine;
Let's imagine a future. Another July. The text message arrives: "He's taking them to Normandy for a week." The itch begins instantly-a deep, specific resonance. We are no longer just desperate lovers grabbing at time; we are architects, and this weekend will be our masterpiece.
The theatre is your house. The whole house. Saturday will not begin with pleasure but with a ritual of transformation. The kit I bring will be discreet but purposeful, containing a professional medical enema bag...

It was the kind of night that makes you feel watched, even when you're alone. The kind of night where the moon hides behind clouds and the wind whispers things that make no sense. But I walked up the hill anyway, my boots crunching the gravel path, eyes locked on the gothic monster of a house looming above....

Deep in Kansas


by capta

Part 9 - The Opossum
"Hrngh!" Amanda watched the fox struggle with the antenna. She grasped it firmly with both hands and repeatedly tugged on it. It refused to budge. With another grunt, she tried again.               "Hngh!"
Bemused, Amanda continued to watch. Soon she saw the fox grow frustrated. As her face contorted to a scowl....

As earlier stories about 'Cruel Aisha' explain, for the last ten years I have lived with Aisha, and for the last five years we've been married. She is a British-Indian woman in her mid-thirties, and I am a white British man who has just turned forty. I am not allowed to have sex with my wife, or even to see her dressed in anything less than her underwear. The only sexual relief I am normally allowed is periodic handjobs from her, or masturbation under her supervision. She also monitors my lechery towards he...

AN: This story is very much an experiment and is, among other things, a place for me to play with the tropes of the futa canon and decide how I want futas to work in my stories.
I've decided I don't like the "ruined for life" trope. A futa fucks you once, and then no sex for the rest of your life? That means futas leave misery behind wherever they go, and that's a turn-off for me. My futas only bring joy. Any permanent changes from fucking a futa will be positive....

When she wants to sleep she makes me stay in the room with her. When she was really young I would read her stories, until she learned to read and took over. Then she just wanted me there to tell her what a word meant. She stopped asking but still wanted me next to her in the creaky old armchair from the living room we begged our mother not to throw out. I'd rest my elbow on the arm of the chair and I'd stare at her as she mouthed the words to herself and read before bed every night. She still mouths aloud t...

Note: This story contains raceplay (WMAF and WMAM) and cuckolding. I am Asian and my writings are purely for sexual/kink purposes and do not reflect my IRL views.
Additionally, I'd love to hear comments/feedback!
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Nathan's laughing at my shameful puddle that leaked through my underwear and Luna's giggling to herself. This was the first time I've been cucked and to this day, I still remember it so clearly. I enjoyed myself to the fullest....