In The Middle of a Big Cock Bang

I am extremely happy that I discovered anal masturbation! I enjoy stuffing my rectum with large dildos, dongs, fingers and even a fist. I have accepted that I am a bottom, and I am honored to claim that title. Recently, a few of my male friends have begun fucking me weekly, in which I am also enjoying very much....

"You've got really nice bone structure" Cheeksa smiled as she rubbed on the foundation, covering the sun tanned skin of a lifetime of field work with a thick layer of the creamy goop. Chris hated this, he hated that he'd lost a bet, he hated that he'd lost his fantasy football league, and most of all he hated that he was being entirely stripped of his masculinity as part of the bargain....

Ryan wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out. Ever since he started testosterone, he became a sex addict obsessed with his growing cock.
His two-incher craved constant stimulation. While his doctor said that this side effect would eventually cool off, for now, he was ravenous in every way.
Now, trapped and alone -- well, perhaps not truly alone, as there were NPCs banging on the door demanding to have their way with him -- his lustful vision had become a nightmare that consumed him....

Maria closed her eyes. She was doing it again. Crushing on her roommate. Her roommate who was probably going to be engaged soon. It was beyond awkward thinking about that. She needed to masturbate badly.
Maria and Priscilla had met the summer after they'd both graduated high school. They'd both been hanging out at the beach playing pickup beach volleyball. Both on the tall side of normal, around 5 foot 9 within a quarter of an inch of each other. Athletic, and nicely put together with C cup breasts and a...

Yv & Jack: A Lust Story


Chapter 8

Yv sleeps over at Inger's; they plan to play hooky from work, but Jack arrives with the news Yv's mother, Meredith, has been hospitalized. Flying to Milwaukee, she learns her mother has a boyfriend, her old flame Eddie is still in their hometown, and her mother is recovering well. Jack shares with her that Inger was attacked by her jealous boyfriend, and is staying in their apartment for a few days. Embarrassed, he tells Yv that Inger thanked him with a bl...

I've known about 15th Street for a while. I know Sunday is Tranny Night. It's the start of a week's vacation. My Saturday was just so fucking boring. I venture over.
I'm looking around the bookstore. Some nice dildos here. I'm male. Age 36. Bi, I guess. I really like trannies. Crossdressers who are very passable....

Thanks to :
Jack Chalker & the Well World for the idea on the equations and underlying nature of reality
The Master PC universe by JR Parz for many ideas on body & mind alterations
The dark energy concept is mine as far as I am aware
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Set in the near future... An AI and a reality distortion field : What could go wrong? Primarily told through the eyes of a young couple as they get caught up in a billionaire's life and schemes...

Her words still rang through my head. "Should I go and get her?" MJ had asked. I thought about them for a moment.
"I guess it's always been a fantasy, but do you want to share our bed?" I asked.
"She's my best friend. I've seen her naked a few times over the years."
"When?" I asked, intrigued as to when that might have happened....

This story is high up on the Implausibility Scale. If you want realism then this isn't for you. The first part of this series was the set-up. Part 2 was when they got together.
This is the rest of the story.
Chapter Three: Taking the show on the road.
So there I was, packing the van to head off to university. Summer was coming to an end, and Moe and I were heading off to school together. Yeah, together. The prior two months had been the most amazing time of my life. Maureen was my girlfriend, my lo...

Savanah was driving her old Toyota. "Damn, why didn't I take that bitch's car? She definitely has something good in the garage. Oh well, I'll take it next time. It's not surprising that I didn't think of it. I have so many thoughts in my head, so much to do. So, in order: I need to go to my apartment and get some things for the first time, and definitely some toys to bring this newly-minted slave to humility, because there's such rage shining in her eyes, she hasn't humbled herself and won't humble herself ...

It would be a Kumbaya moment, Part Three
Copyright Catcher78 All right's reserved,
Author's notes, This story like all of my stories belongs to me and cannot be copied, published on other sites or sampled without my express written permission.
Thanks to Kenji Sato! My first editor!!! Learned a lot....

This story follows my usual style of hotwife/cuckold genre and also expands on my love of sex work and the women involved in it. I've experienced a good few women who work in that industry and tried to make this as realistic to my own experiences as I have. Once again, if you don't like the cuckold, wife sleeping around genre, please scroll past rather than leaving abusive comments....

Hello everyone. I'm Aida, 31 years old, married, tall and beautiful blonde. My neighbor and best friend is Zelda, 27 years old, married for a year.
We developed a great friendship and total complicity not only because we live next door to each other, our backyards are connected, so we are always seeing each other and talking....

We had only spent a few hot summer days in a romantic city together -- hot in every way -- but afterwards it didn't feel like a summer fling. We both knew we were in love, but for a while we didn't really want to admit it to each other (and maybe not even to ourselves).
The long distance would make coming together difficult for a while, so we avoided contact for a couple of weeks afterwards -- until we couldn't take it anymore. Our hearts were fully captured already, so there was no way out of this one....

A Work Of Fiction.
Part 16 - Big Changes.
Terri :
Year 2 rolls on at a pace. New girls, new to the brothel anyways, and creating new relationships. Same as well as with the new punters. Lots of sex, of course, which was the reason that I did this all in the first place.
But.... drugs.
Things are getting a little, shall we say, ropey in terms of my real job.... my paid job.... firstly, I'm so alive and on a big chemical and emotional high... and this.... this working in a bank.... this... this...

Author's Note:
Welcome back to The Theory of Love.
Originally, this was planned as a three-chapter story, but as I wrote, it grew. Some scenes ran deeper, new characters demanded a voice, and honestly, I was having too much fun to stop.
Chapter 3 became something much larger than expected, so much so that I had to split it, refine it, and let the story breathe. This version reflects the direction I believe is right for the series, and I hope you enjoy it....

The next morning JR woke up to the sensation of Michelle sucking his cock. Fuck he couldn't believe it. He always had morning wood. She must have seen it and taken action. He came quickly in her mouth and fell back asleep.
When he woke again it was to the smell of bacon, eggs and pancakes. He pulled on just his shorts and padded to the kitchen. Michelle was there in just his T shirt barely covering her ass, braless breasts bobbing with her movement through his thin shirt, making breakfast....

Please read the prior chapters to understand the characters and events taking place.
Cassidy and I left Debbie to her gangbang fate. When we left the bedroom she was receiving an anal double penetration, and she was really loving it.
We went to the spare bedroom which was dark. We could still hear Debbie moaning loudy. I was about to close the door when Cas said not to. She then reached over and turned on the light....

I got fucked by a ghost 9.
It had been in my new place just over two months when I realized that I had been more sexually active with John since his reappearance in my life than I had been in the last four years with my wife. I absolutely loved my newfound sexuality. I was in the process of being free of the bonds of matrimony. John often visited me, and now, after weeks of talking and having our first date, I was about to embark on another night of meeting Tomas....

John was just about to jump in the shower when he heard a knock on the door. He threw on a robe and headed down to answer the door, thinking it was Al or Adam. It was Garret.
"Did you enjoy fucking my son?" He asked.
"I, I, I, I'm sorry," John stuttered, "Fucking your son?"
"Look, John I know what's going on, I've seen you leaving my house and I've seen him sneaking over here. I know damn well you're fucking him. And today I watched your friend come over. So, it's not enough that you're fucking my ...

Hi all, I'm Sean R, a resident of Bangalore, India. if any of you guys missed my earlier story, I would humbly request you to read The Neighbourhood (The beginning) to get the background of this part.
Well lets dive into my memory again and as you all know due to Salim's blunder I know knew the secret to the open sex life of my neighbours, They all were willing to let me be a part of their activities provided I keep the truth from Mayank, Devi and Payal....

Chapter 6 Cock-Tail Menu
Content Warning:
This chapter contains themes of power dynamics, manipulation, and non-consensual sexual acts. Drug and alcohol abuse is a given.
The Double Cross
A few days later, the alarm drags me from sleep. I slip into Grey Eyes' bedroom and rest one hand gently on his arm, the other lower under the sheets. I drink in a trace of his energy--soft, warm, undisturbed. He shivers in response....

Makayla spent the next day lying in bed. She was too wound up to go back to class like normal, but also she couldn't get herself to rest. The reality of how her life was going to change left her shaken.
She hadn't told anyone yet, as she wanted to make sure it actually went through. Still, she managed to set up a consultation with a lawyer....

This series follows the emotional and psychological journey my wife and I undertake after a moment of infidelity, well she blew a black guys cock right in front of me. An experience that challenges our relationship and forces us to confront hidden truths about our pasts, our personalities, and our sexual differences, which also includes incest....

Yeah, I'm still alive, thanks for your patience readers.
No spicy scenes in this one sorry, still hope you'll enjoy it.
Cheers,
FWT
Chapter 12
Isaac skipped the morning run in favour of cooking for his mates, he threw together the fixings for loaded omelettes and they ate in the living room on the comfy couches after Jasmine mentioned the harder seats in the kitchen were uncomfortable on her "poor abused nethers"...

I slept late on the Saturday morning, knowing that I had no other plans than finding a way to pamper myself on my last full day in Vegas. My legs felt a bit sore, probably due to all the uncomfortable positions I was in the previous nights. I took a quick shower and wiped off the remaining bits of the yesterday's makeup. Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, I noticed my hair being out of shape. I didn't bother to do anything about it by myself, might as well stop at the barbershop later....

The silence felt different now.
Not charged. Not desperate.
Just... still.
We lay tangled on the mat, our bodies damp, flushed, heavy with aftermath. We hadn't spoken since we came down from it all. Just breathed. His leg over mine. My hand on his stomach. His lips occasionally brushing my hair....

"Pass those chips my way," I said, gesturing to the bag next to Grace.
She lackadaisically picked them up and handed them over to me without taking her eyes off my laptop screen. It was a Tuesday night in my dorm room and we were hanging out together, as we often did. It was well into our first year of university. We were lucky enough to get single-occupancy rooms in our residence; despite that, we had established a pattern of spending most nights in each other's rooms....

Happy Wife, Happy Life (F/M, Femdom, Reluctant Consent, Foot Worship, Light CBT, Spinoff of Mom's Favorite Toy)
A few years ago, I wrote a story called "Mom's Favorite Toy" and said after posting it that I was working on a sequel. I was, but after writing most of it I've found myself kind of stuck with it and not terribly happy with it. I will finish it and post it at some point, but I've hit a bit of a wall with it, unfortunately....

Please forgive any spelling mistakes. English is not my language. Translator software is not very good. So I tried edited every sentence as best I could. Thank you for your understanding. I hope you can still enjoy the story.
CM
001 Agent Fatale: Slave
Special Agent Sandra Morales is 27 years old....