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The Stud Tattoos His Slaves & Mommy
Abigail Carter - Day Twenty-Nine
It was over. I had my new tattoo. Tony, my son, had used me in this way, marking me forever.
I stared down at my shaved pubic mound and read the words, "For My Son's Cock Only." I traced the arrow beneath them that pointed at the top of my slit. No other man, not even my husband's cock, could ever go into my pussy....

"Aw, shoot, babe," Dawson murmurs, not sounding particularly upset as he looks into the drawer of his nightstand where we usually keep the supplies for my overnight visits. "Looks like we're all out of condoms. I guess I must have forgot to buy some more after last time." He rolls back over to me, stretching out on the bed just a little in ways that draw attention to the massive, straining erection in his boxer shorts. "Don't worry. There's still plenty we can do, and of course we can always just relax and ...

The Birthday Handjob
by FirstTimeCaller75
Ada has a special celebration planned for her husband's birthday. But her new medication has awakened something unexpected in both of them.
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Chapter 2: The Surprise Present
Jordan and Ada carried on a lot of their marital conversation through text messages. Articles, memes, and lists flowed between them all day long, and for planning purposes she would often check with him via text so he had time to consider....

Her pussy was only moderately wet, but it was wet. My fingers probed her inner walls, curling up and rubbing her G-Spot. As she began to moan and move her hips she pushed my hand away. For quite some time now, she won't let me make her cum. I don't know why. Every night she goes upstairs and 'jackhammers' her clit with her vibrator, but she won't really 'give' herself to me. She's a little more wet now so I role over and put a little spit on my cock and slowly push it into her. She moans as it slides deep i...

Author's Note: This story is a fun commission reward for one of my awesome patrons. Standard disclaimer applies: this story contains fictional depictions of erotic scenarios, so act accordingly! All characters are at least eighteen, all situations are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any real-life individuals or situations is entirely coincidental. Copyright Fidget, 2024. All rights reserved. Enjoy!...

The Birthday Handjob
by FirstTimeCaller75
Ada has a special celebration planned for her husband's birthday. But her new medication has awakened something unexpected in both of them.
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Chapter 1: Setting the Table
Ada's pussy was wet again.
Why was it always a drought or a flood down there? she thought. At least it was flooding on schedule, this time. Yesterday had been Jordan's birthday, and the kids had been packed off to stay with the grandparents for an entire blessed m...

Chapter 1
He's been leaving me messages and voicemails all evening. This new boss is so demanding, so controlling. It doesn't help that he towers over me, makes me feel so small and powerless.
"You need to be in extra early tomorrow. Be in my office by 7 before the rest of the team shows up.". A fucking text at 10pm, another stupid early meeting, more of his stupid new policies I guess....

The intercom went off startling Michael awake each morning, or whatever time of day it was. He was never sure if he had a decent amount of sleep, or if he was awakened after only 2 or 3 hours of sleep. This was to keep him completely disoriented, never knowing what day it was, or even what time of day it was....

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Day - 2
"Okay Susan, you have to wake up now," Oscar said, rubbing Susan's ass and thighs, he was lying on his side and Susan was lying on her side, with her back facing him....

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work is copy written by the author....

God. Fucking. Dammit.
The zip tie was cutting into my wrists, my knees were digging into the grooves of the van floor and I was pissed at Nat.
"I hate you," I grumbled under my breath so they couldn't hear us. Sure, I had duct tape over my mouth but I knew she understood me by the smile that crinkled the corner of her eyes....

Sarah turned to the sidewall of the back of the ambulance and rolled her eyes after her passenger made the third pass at her in probably as many miles since they'd left the hospital. It was bad enough he'd conned his way into getting an ambulance ride home after getting treatment for a simple sprained finger and now he had to be a horny creep to.......

I'd been talking to Mike for a few weeks when he invited me to a house party he was throwing.
This was exciting for a number of reasons:
1. I've never been to a real party before
2. This would technically be our first real date - we'd only talked on the phone and texted up till this point
3. I had the hugest crush on Mike...

An older man, well dressed like Lawrence, but with less hair on top and more grey, piped up. He was sitting alone, with no helper to attend to him. But from his expression he seemed happy just to watch.
"Mr. Wells, I had almost forgotten about you over there. How can Hilly earn her much needed release?"...

The story continues with Mel trapped in the gym with Cleo.
I could hear Mel pounding her fist against the front door, trying desperately to escape but that was never going to happen so I just waited for her to return to the locker room as I twirled the key around with my fingers.
Sure enough Mel returned. She was standing before me we with her hands on her hips....

It was pitch dark. It usually was. She had little idea how time passed; the clock was a distant memory, and she didn't know how long she had been here--how long it had been since she was sold. The only thing she had to measure time was her digestive system, which predicted meal and bathroom times.
She became aroused the moment she heard the lock click. It hardly mattered anymore what the occasion was--a hosing, brushing, inspection, exhibition--she was no longer afraid. She welcomed anything that broke t...

Blackmailed Housewife
By Master John
Chapter one
Caroline was wondering where her husband had got to he had been due back hours ago and yet there was still no sign and he wasn't answering his mobile. The knock at the door when it came made her heart leap thinking that he was finally home so she didn't bother grabbing her dressing gown and went to the door wearing only her pjs....

Here l am, in the kitchen, trying really hard, to focus myself on the sandwiches l am making, for my boys.
Because, Mario is literally, beneath my long, airy, flower summer dress, which I am wearing on my oiled up, body, having just the natural Cork mules on my feet, that the guys recently got for me. l am trying to focus,... as Mario is eating my ass and pussy from below, with unmatched passion, and dedication,... Oohh hhhhmmm goshhh! I am trying to do, what my psychologist told me, to do; to focus; to ...

Newest story! This is a spinoff series in the same world as Trashy Suburban Futa. This will be an anthological series that will feature a new set of two characters each episode. This one will be about an ugly perverted futa, slovenly, smell stuff, and overall not meant to be portrayed as very pretty. the next one will be featuring a muscle futa, so keep an eye out for the second addition to this series......

Marie and her team slowly progressed on the ocean floor. Forced to use bulky, heavy diving gear, they had been sent to check on a weird sensor reading in a giant cave system in the deeps. They had departed from their underwater base in a small sub, but as they arrived to rougher areas of deep sea canyons and overhangs they decided to approach the caves on foot....

The first warning sign should have been how Marcus arranged his wallet. Elena noticed them when he handed over his card to the bartender--a perfect stack of business cards, memberships and credit cards, all facing the same direction, edges aligned with mathematical precision. He sat up extremely straight despite ostensibly spending all day on the computer. His eyes held the particular intensity of someone accustomed to getting what he wanted. She caught him occasionally glancing down at her cleavage. She'd ...

I looked up at the school in front of me. "Well, I finally got here and got away from those girls." I shudder at the thought of my two bullies. They weren't academic, so they wouldn't bother attending college. I left my boxes in the car and went to the office to get my room number and key. The park in the center of the college was filled with students hanging out either between or before classes, especially at the fountain in the very center. I shook my head. I need to focus and get to the office. I pulled ...

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This was it! Samantha had FINALLY made a breakthrough!
"I am on the brink of the greatest medical advancement in human history," Samantha said, staring into a microscope as a cell made its way around the slide, absorbing other small cells.
"I can't believe it. We've worked so hard for this!" Nuri, her assistant, responded in a hushed awe....

Agent Elizabeth Washington, aka Anna POV
I was sitting in the safehouse going over Emery's known locations and trying to decide on the best place to make my move on him. If I knew anything about him, I would only have to show up somewhere he was and he would do the rest. My interactions with nearly every other man I'd seen or spoken to over the last couple days only confirmed this idea....

My heart was racing as I got off the plane in Germany after months of delicious, but agonizing teasing and build up. We met online a couple of months back, and we were finally taking the plunge to meet in person. I was almost more nervous than excited.
What if we kiss and it's just bad? What then? Will all of this dirty talk, shared fantasies, dreaming of something real and epic be for nothing? What if it's another dead end, bad in the sack and only talk, not really interested in my pleasure? What if thi...

Melanie Quinn stood back and surveyed her work.
A glass of wine stood poured and ready on her Mom's side of the couch, a frosty mug of cola on hers. The popcorn bowl was full and steaming in the center of the table. On the screen, the movie was queued up and ready to go with the press of a button. All The Time in the World, a sappy, sad romance of the sort both she and her mom adored. A perfect little scene. There was nothing her Mom would have to do besides slip into some pajamas, plop down on the couch...

- Chapter 1 -
Woken up by another set of pills in the mail, Jamie fetched them, ripped open the pack and knocked two back with water. The flat was a mess, but he didn't have time to do a deep clean today, so made a mental note to tend to it at the weekend. After a brief shower, he tucked a few pizza boxes under his arm with a few empty cans in a token effort of tidiness, taking them to the trash on his way out....

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A Mind Controllers Bloodline


Chapter 2


Exploring the Possibilities

I sat there for a little bit just reading and rereading the letter. Not only is he a loser that was not around but now he decides to contact me with this bullshit story? Is he losing his mind? Mind control isn't real and if it was I wouldn't be lucky enough to have it. As I sit there I start to fantasize about some of the girls that go to my college and the things I could do with them. I also think about the sexy...