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Write a story using this writing prompt: She was watching a cheesy Hallmark movie, and her roommate had just downloaded some porn. One lightning strike later, and they're both in a world that's been created by combining the two movies! | [
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"content": "Steven blinked as his vision refocused. Then, his jaw fell in shock. He certainly wasn't in Kansas anymore. Instead of sitting in his chair, stroking his cock to some pornstar in her late twenties in a school uniform, he was now standing, fully dressed, at a train station that was little more than a platform with a wooden roof in a forest. The trees were all in fall colors, red and orange painting a beautiful tapestry of color. Then he heard a voice.\n\n\"Dr Latimer? Nurse McConnell?\"\n\nSteven felt himself respond. \"Yes?\" Inwardly, he panicked. What was going on? He looked to his left and saw Hannah, his roommate standing next to him, also answering in the affirmative.\n\n\"It's great to finally meet you and to have you here. I'm Rosamund Winters.\"\n\nThe voice belonged to a woman dressed in a pair of tight jeans, a tight black turtleneck sweater that made it abundantly clear she wasn't wearing a bra and an oilcloth jacket. Her features were relatively youthful, except for the laugh lines around her mouth and eyes. She shook both of their hands. \n\n\"On behalf of the people of Cooper's Crossing, welcome to our little town.\"\n\nShe gestured them towards a car, an old but well-kept Land Rover, and invited them in. The car took of down the narrow roads, far faster than Steven was comfortable with. Rosamund made small talk as they sped along.\n\n\"It's fantastic that you were available to come so soon. When Doc Roberts passed away so suddenly, we were afraid we would be without a doctor, and...\"\n\nThe car turned a corner, and drove past a small sign reading \"Welcome to Cooper's Crossing\" and into the small town.\n\nCooper's Crossing looked like something out of a fairy tale, with low, cute houses lining a broad, tree-lined main street. They pulled up in front of a two-story red-brick building near the center of town. Rosamund smiled at the both of them. \"This is it.\" \n\nSteven helped Hannah out, grabbed their bags and looked at their home in this new world, whatever it was."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: At the flea market, you come across a magic corner. Thinking it would be some fun hyjinx, you unknowingly buy an insta–horny wand. | [
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"content": "John had been walking around for an hour before he found it. Wandering within the dilapidated marketplace, he'd lost himself in the antique decor and rustic atmosphere of the place, too entranced to even do anything but gape at his surroundings.\n\nNow, having sunk his eyes into the view, John figured that he should finally sample the local merchandise. The market seemed to have everything supernatural; from so-called 'troll eyes', to natural oils, to even a ceramic mask said to make you more attractive. John especially chuckled when he saw one of the more outlandish products, a plastic toy wand that the seller claimed could make anyone aroused within a second.\n\n\"You know,\" he muttered to himself, \"I could swear I had one of these when I was younger.\" Figuring that it was better than nothing, he thus bought it and went home.\n\nJohn couldn't resist smiling to himself as he walked home, wand in hand. He recalled find memories of his childhood; simpler times, when he would point toys at random strangers and imagine them transforming into candy or gnomes. \n\nImpulsively, he pointed his newfound wand at a woman walking towards him. She was attractive, possessing sizeable breasts as well as a dumptruck ass that would make anyone stare. Discreetly, he angled the toy at the woman, and waved it around once just for fun.\n\nThen she collapsed and started stripping.\n\nJohn couldn't believe what he was seeing. Previously calm and collected, the woman's face was now flushed bright red, and she seemed to be breathing heavily. Her massive tits jiggled wildly, pink nipples fully erect and exposed to the open air as her bra came undone. Her panties were pulled down in a similar fashion, and her pink, bared pussy was dripping wet. \n\nShe wasted no time; her fingers went down and into her pussy, thrusting in and out of her flowered wildly. With her other hand, she grasped her breasts, squeezing and fondling furiously. The woman's moans were loud and desperate, cries of pleasure and echoed off the building walls. She didn't seem to care that dozens of people were staring at her, ogling her naked body and watching her play with herself. All she did was masturbate, fingering her pussy furiously, arousing herself more and more until she finally came with a scream of elated ecstasy.\n\nJohn stood there, shocked, as the woman came on the pavement. Her entire body was shuddering, her climax rippling throughout her body with abated fury. Her bare skin, coated with sweat and cum, gleamed in the afternoon sunlight, and she was still playing with her tits even as she shook out the last vestiges of the orgasm. \n\n\"Did I...did I do that?\" John stared in shock at the wand in his hand, and then back at the woman who had just exposed herself in public. \"Shit - it actually works!\" He took one step back, the two steps, and finally turned around and started sprinting back to his apartment.\n\nHe knew what he had to do.\n\n.\n\nAuthor's note: I'll consider a part two if this does well. Enjoy!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A rogue is in the midst of an ongoing heist, sneaking into an empty room to hide. Unknowingly, it was a glory hole room. They have to pretend they belong, to successfully escape… | [
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"content": "This isn't the first time I venture down into some dungeon to steal something, though it is the first time I enter Demon Baron Ezekiel's dungeon.\n\nThat one has a bit of a reputation, few people return from it's lower floors, the general agreement is that they're often killed. But there are rumors that some are captured and... *changed*\n\nRight now, I am in risk of joining the former, as two of his guards are chasing me. \n\nThankfully, their bulky armor slows them down and I manage to lose them.\n\nI find an obscured hatch on the ground, being out of options, I open it, it doesn't look like a big fall down to the revealed ground, I jump and quietly close it up again.\n\nMy perception was correct, I land unharmed.\n\nAn weirdly sweet smell hits my nose, I look around.\n\nI am in a small, rectangular room, there are four circular openings on both \"long\" walls, at about waist length.\n\nOh no.\n\nSuddenly, a penis appears through one of them.\n\n*Oh no.*\n\nI being to reason, the walls seen pretty thin, he probably heard my fall, -the room is empty save for me,- the two guards are likely spreading word that I am here. If I don't distract him, he might connect the dots, and then I would have a problem.\n\nI swallow my pride and get down on my knees, was the room this warm a moment ago?\n\nNo matter, I give his penis a big lick, it tastes... good?\n\nI take it all in, and start bobbing my head up down, slowly.\n\nNow, the strange heat was concentrating near my nether, my head was feeling fuzzy.\n\nI continue sucking his cock, faster and faster,"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The hottest makeout sesh you can come up with. | [
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"content": "I'd waited for this for a *long* time. We'd been talking online for a year and the whole time she kept saying she just needed a little more time before we could meet up. Then, one day, she sent my heart launching out of my chest at orbital velocity when she said we could start making arrangements to meet up.\n\nWe planned it for weeks and I started getting impatient, wondering if it was really going to happen, then she told me she bought a plane ticket and she sent me the itinerary. I was to pick her up at the airport at eight in the morning on a Saturday.\n\nThe day approached quickly, my nerves overwhelming me with fears and doubts at times. Would she like me? Would she be put off by *something* about me that hadn't been apparent in all the photos, videos, and messages we'd sent? Every time I thought about it my heartrate skyrocketed, but on the way to the airport my palms were sweating and my heart was palpitating.\n\nI aggressively wiped my hands on my pants as I walked to where she'd emerge from her arrival gate. I paced nervously, a growing sick feeling in my stomach. Then the whole world came to a screeching halt as I caught sight of her in the middle of a crowd of people heading for the exit.\n\nHer long, brown hair bounced hypnotically as she walked. Her smiling eyes were scanning for me just as eagerly as I had been watching for her. Her lips parted in a wide, beautiful smile when she saw me and she began to jog toward me, pushing through the crowd.\n\nShe dropped her luggage ten feet from me and we collided with enough force to split atoms, holding each other close, breathing in deeply, learning each other's scent. My hands held her back tightly, feeling the silky strands of her perfect hair smoothly slide under my fingers.\n\nWhen we finally released from the hug she looked down, still smiling. \"It's so good to finally see you,\" she said.\n\n\"Oh Ashley,\" I said. \"It's more than just good. This is incredible. I worried this day would never come.\"\n\nShe playfully reached out and whacked me in the stomach. \"Should have trusted me. I always told you we'd be together someday.\" She looked me in the face. \"So, I guess this is just the beginning, huh?\"\n\n\"Let's go,\" I said. \"We have a long drive ahead of us still.\"\n\nI carried her luggage with one hand and she held my other hand, while we walked and I asked her about her travels. She filled me in on all the details and before we knew it I was loading her bag into the back of my car and opening the passenger door for her.\n\nWhen I got in she leaned over and pulled my face in abruptly, pausing with our noses were nearly touching.\n\n\"We should move slow,\" she whispered. \"But... I'm craving a kiss.\"\n\nI reached out to put my hand on her arm, but she grabbed me gently by the wrist and smiled. \"No touching, just kissing.\"\n\nI pressed forward, aiming for gentle contact, but she pulled away just enough that our lips barely brushed against each other, the soft, sensitive skin sending tiny tremors of pleasure through my body. Her hot breath rushed out and tickled the tiny hairs on my face, further stimulating our desire.\n\nShe dragged her lips oh so gently across mine, whispering nothing while I drew in deep breaths of her aromas. She pressed her cheek against mine, and breathed, \"I've waited so long for this,\" before softly kissing my face. She planted another kiss closer to the corner of my lips, and when she pulled away again I slid my lips in line with hers and breathed in deeply, inhaling her lips toward mine.\n\nOur lips collided and molded into each other, pulled and contorted by our jaws as they opened and closed rhythmically. Our lips slid and moved against each other with erotic passion, air noisily rushing in and out of our nostrils as we consumed silent words of love together.\n\nAs we grew more eager our lips fought more valiantly for purchase, and soon our tongues entered the battle, wrestling each other and sliding seductively against one another, twisting and rolling, reaching and retreating. Our faces slowly danced, undulating and tilting this way and that, locked in seething, writhing passion. I reached for her again but she tightened her grip on my wrist, exhaling a sort of laugh, her lips pulled tight by a grin. I contented myself with making out, pressing on even more eagerly, channeling my desire to make love to her into my kissing.\n\nWe pulled away, our lips clinging tightly to each other, reaching across the distance. We pecked again, holding contact briefly. And again. She smiled and inhaled sharply, attacking my lower lip with her teeth and pulling hard. I chased after her, pulling my lip tight in a smile that broke her grip on it until I could nibble at her lip as well. Once again we steamed on, as though sexual climax could be achieved through nothing but oral on oral stimulation. The battle grew heated as we craned our necks and rooted deep in each other's kiss, searching for something we didn't even want to find.\n\nBy the time we pulled away for the final time, holding our lips in a soft embrace just a moment longer, we knew. We knew that this was going to be an amazing time together. We knew that our passions and desires for each other were powerful and true.\n\nI pulled out of the parking garage and she took my free hand, studying it. She traced the lines on my palm, drew her fingers up against mine, pressing our hands together. Then she intertwined our fingers and smiled as they meshed together perfectly in the most comfortable embrace we'd ever known.\n\nMy heart sang loudly all the way home while we talked endlessly about everything and nothing."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: May I have a story where a catgirl lingerie model has a little "one on one demonstration" with a pig man executive | [
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"content": "Something like this? \n\nIt started during the height of summer right after I was hired by the company Fal Corp. I had just turned twenty-three and was still living at home with my parents, but this job secured me a chance to a better future so long as I could get my contract extended past the summer termination period. \n\n“Meow!” I yawned and as I did my long black tail shivered ever so slightly. “Another boring day.”\n\nI watched the department quietly working from behind my desk at the front of the office. The department itself was filled to the brim with men, but apparently there were no female workers to speak of. It was a strange sight considering this was a fashion department, but then Fal Corp only stepped into the female fashion trade recently and were quite excitedly getting a new line-up sorted for the summer season that included lingerie and dresses all designed for summer. \n\n“No one to gossip with and all I do is answer phones,” I muttered as I unzipped my boots and kicked them off, wiggling my toes in the fresh air. “How am I going to get them to extend my contract at this rate, meow?”\n\nI was a cat girl and so I often ended or began sentences with a meow. It was a strange verbal tic to some of the other animals, but one that made cat girls quite popular on the dating scene due to the cuteness factor.\n\n“If only something came up, meow!” I muttered. “Come on Catherine, think real hard about this!”\n \nI had only been working at Fal Corp for a couple of weeks, but I had a whole three months to figure out some way to extend my contract. However, I knew that when an opportunity would fall into my lap I would have to take it! \n\nThen an opportunity did.\n\nThe elevator leading to my floor beeped and in walked a voluptuous blonde woman with orange ears and a bushy orange tail. She was a fox girl and was quite simply beautiful. She even had the kind of smile that would make people fall to their knees to please her, so much so that even a straight woman such as myself was feeling a little hot and bothered by her glance. \n\n“Excuse me?” the woman asked. “I am looking for Mr. Chop’s office. I was called up here to talk about the upcoming fashion week lingerie show.”\n\nI felt my cheeks turn red once the word lingerie came from the woman’s mouth. It was hard not to feel a little excited at the idea of her dressed in so little.\n\n“Mr. Chop is down at the end of the hallway, MEOW!” I muttered nervously.\n\n“Are you nervous?” the woman asked with a giggle. \n\n“N-no of course not!” I giggled awkwardly.\n\n“You are ever so cute!” the woman laughed. “Down at the end of the hall? Thank you!”\n\nThe woman walked towards the office at the end of the hall and as she did every man in the office watched her excitedly. I slumped down into my seat and sighed. It was embarrassing how flustered even I had gotten and her walking towards the office just reminded me of how I had never even met Mr. Chop. \n\n“Standing out is tough, meow…” I muttered.\n\nA little while passed and then something surprising happened. \n\nPart 1"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "All you had to do was watch porn!" | [
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"content": "Sarah nervously started to undress herself, as she entered the lab. The busty and caramel colored coed was willing to do anything for a little extra credit, but this was more than a bit strange. It was obvious why professor Lawson had asked her to be part of the experiment group. She was tall and curvy, with thick, athletic thighs, wide hips, a big round butt, and probably the biggest breasts in the class. With her head of long, curly, bouncy hair, and her cute face with those pillowy lips, she more than fit the part of \"sexy woman\". She was an obvious choice for this study of \"The Dynamics of Motion of the Human Body During Sex\". Sarah had stripped down to her lacy red bra and panties when one of the AV students started checking to make sure that all of the cameras were getting good angles. A couple other students were bringing in a bed fresh for IKEA, when Hunter finally stepped in.\n\nHunter had the milky pale skin of a mathlete, and the glasses of the chess club president that he was, but, as he started to strip off his black shirt and slacks, it was obvious that he kept in good shape! His adherence to practicing jiu jitsu, and his membership in the anime exercise club, even if they could be a bit cringe at times, we're apparently doing him lots of service! Tall and long bodied, Hunter was also lean and muscular, and his black briefs had a nice bulge in them. And that bulge seemed to grow a bit, as he let his eyes roam over his classmate's body, obviously enjoying the free reign that the situation gave him to drink in her beauty and even have a good long gander at her massive breasts.\n\nSarah actually blushed a bit and smiled, apparently pleased with her partner. \"So, I guess we're really going to do this?\" She asked, looking around the room, her gaze eventually settling on professor Lawson.\n\n\"It's the only way!\" He checked out the equipment and gave the computers the last check over, before he gamely turned back to Sarah. \"All right, we've only got the room for another hour and a half before The cleaners come through for the night. We should probably get started.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: reversal of events; gangbang to reverse gangbang | [
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"content": "Group sex was my girlfriend's biggest fantasy, namely gangbangs. Living on a college campus, it was surprisingly easy to get 6 or 7 other guys willing to fuck a hot girl. We had a location (their frat house) and had a date picked out a few weeks away. As the date approached, my girlfriend started to get nervous. We both had never even had a threesome before, and she was wondering if she could handle that many cocks by herself. Luckily she expressed her concerns to her friend Stacy, who graciously offered to join her so she wasn't taking on all of us guys alone.\n\nThen the guys started to drop off. Steve tore his ACL and was out of commission, Brian transferred schools and moved away, Jimmy and Blake just ghosted us. When Stacy invited her roommate Tammy it was starting to look more like a regular orgy than a gangbang. \n\nWe were still in high spirits, an orgy was an orgy after all. Until we lost the frat house. Those guys partied a bit too hard and almost burned down the building. A few got expelled and the building was shut down for repairs, which left us without an orgy.\n\nMy girlfriend was dejected for the next few days. I tried to find other guys to join in somewhere, but this time around all I got was dirty looks. I started to think it was never going to happen until my girlfriend approached me as I was walking through campus. She was walking with a friend, but her face lit up when she saw me.\n\n\"Babe, the orgy's back on!\" She said as she gave me a big hug, almost knocking me to the ground.\n\n\"That's great!\" I say, not sure if we should be speaking about it in front of her friend. My girlfriend must have notices me looking at her because she said.\n\"Oh, this is Sarah! She's friends with Tammy. She heard that our gangbang was canceled and offered her sorority house as a replacement!\"\nI go to shake Sarah's hand but she gives me a hug as well, her arms linger around my waist.\n\n\"Mmm Katie you didn't tell me your boyfriend was this fit, my sisters are going to eat him up!\"\n\n\"Sisters?\" What did she mean by that?\n\n\"Yes, our gangbang turned into a reverse gangbang!\" Katie answered my questions and my jaw dropped.\n\n\"I got to get to class, see you around!\" Sarah gave us both a hug and bounced off to class, I stared at her ass and her blonde hair bouncing with every step. I looked my girlfriend in the eyes, turned a bit red and still not believing what she had said.\n\n\"Are you okay with this? I know you've always wanted a gangbang.\" She gave me a deep kiss and said.\n\n\"You're right, a gangbang was always my biggest fantasy... I just never told you what kind.\"\n\nWe kissed for another few moments before she told me goodbye and made her way to class, leaving me shocked and admittedly really turned on."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CS] He isekai'd as a normal adventurer into a lewd fantasy world, where he's popular with the very kinky & frisky ladies. | [
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"content": "Jake blinked his eyes. Then he blinked again. He was not in his bedroom anymore. He was, in fact, not in any bedroom. He was in a dungeon cell. It was a dark, windowless hole, cut from solid stone on five sides and covered with a thick set of bars of a black metal he couldn't identify on the sixth. There was a heap of straw to sleep on. A flickering torch outside the cell gave him a little light, enough that the dark didn't look painful. Some kind soul had left him a pitcher of water. It was lukewarm and tasted like blood and salt. It was the tastiest think he had ever drunk. \r\n\nThirst slaked, Jake waited, fear rising in his heart. He had no idea where he was or what was happening. He did not have to wait for long. Soon, he heard the clicking sound of shoes on stone outside the cell. He rose. Then, he looked down, and realized he was naked. Well, shit. The approaching foorsteps came past the corner. Jake could only stare. They belonged to a woman, tall, slender and beautiful, except for the hard expression on her face, that promised violence to anyone who got between her and what she wanted. Se was wearing something that looked half-way between a dominatrix outfit and a pirate costume, tight black leather pants tucked into high-heeled boots, along with a pocket-lined vest over what looked like a black silk blouse. In her hand, she held a long, nasty-looking stick. But none of this as what made Jake stare. Oh no. It was her skin and hair. Her hair was chalk-white, in spite of her youthful featuers, and her skin was black. Not the dark brown of African ancestry, but the black of soot, and charcoal, and deep, dark holes. \r\n\nThe woman looked at him and smiled grimly. \"So, sorcerer, are you ready to answer some questions?\" \r\n\n\"Wha?\" Jake replied. Sorcerer? What was that supposed to mean? Who was she? What was she?\r\n\nJake was roused from his musings as the stick jabbed into his side, and pain, far more intense than should be possible from a mere stick jab, lashed through his body.\r\n\n\"Don't play dumb! The only way you could ever have found your way down here, through our wards, is by magic!\" Another jab sent Jake reeling. \"Tell me how you did it, you dumb ape!\"\r\n\nJake laughed through the pain, the entire situation was too absurd to think about. His captor was incensed by his laughter, jabbing him harder with the painstick, but only producing more laughs. She finally relented and Jake fell to the floor. He looked up at the woman, but the look on her face only made him laugh harder. \r\n\n\"Lady, you have no idea...\"\r\n\nShe looked down at him, the way someone might look at something particularly distasteful found under a the sole of a favorite shoe. \"Your pain tolerance is remarkable. I look forward to seeing where your limit actually is.\" \r\n\nJake looked up at his captor again, and watched as she bit her lip. There were dark spots forming on her cheeks and she held herself.... a bit oddly. Also, Jake noticed that she had positioned herself too close to the bars. He rose to his feet and lunged, grabbing her weapon-hand by the wrist. She didn't even try to pull back. Jake looked at her features, scrutiniing, and then he smiled.\r\n\n\"My God... you're turned on by this, aren't you?\"\r\n\nShe was breathing heavily now, her breath hot on Jake's face. She didn't respond, but Jake pulled her against the bars of his cell. \"I bet you are. I bet you're the kind of psycho bitch who gets off on torturing prisoners! Hell, why not go all the way?! Drop those pants of yours, and get some of what you want!\"\r\n\nShe looked at him like he had just grown a second head. Then, her lips spread in a broad, almost feral smile.\r\n\n\"You paint a pretty picture, sorcerer....\" she murmured, before she yanked herself free, turned around and wiggled out of her skin-tight leather pants. Her ass was small and tight, and she slowly pressed it against the bars. \"Well, what are you waiting for?! It's not going to fuck itself!\"\r \n\r \nJake walked over and slowly ran a finger along her bared slit, feeling her wetness and grinning like a madman. His other hand stroked his cock, and the combination of the sensations and the view soon getting him erect. His captor grabbed the iron bars and looked over her shoulder at him.\r \n\r \n\"Well, sorcerer? Are you all bark and no b.... AAAIEEE!\"\r\n\nJake grabbed her hips and slammed himself into her. She quickly got into the rhythm and bucked her ass against his thighs, pushing him into her pussy harder than he would ever have done on his own. \r \n\r \n\"Oh yes! Yes! That's it, you dumb brute! That's... OOOOOH!!!\" \nJake smiled at that. She apparently liked having her clit rubbed, so he continued to rub and pound her, listening with a smile on his face as her insults turned into moans. \r \n\r \nIt didn't take long before she came, screaming out her orgasm as her legs quivered. Weak-kneed, she slid off his cock, leaving him there. Without a word, she pulled her pants back up and made for the door.\r \n\r \n\"Hey!\"\r \n\r \nJake's plea fell on deaf ears. She looked over her shoulder at him.\n\n\"What? Did you think this was for your amusement? Be a good little ape, and I might let you cum at some point.\"\n\nWith that, she was gone. Jake smiled to himself. The bitch hadn't noticed that he had lifted the keys from her belt while she was concentrated on being stuffed with cock.\r The cell door slid open with a groan, and Jake slipped out. Now to find some pants, a way out, and some answers."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She's an elf. He's an orc. She's tiny. He's huge. She loves being tossed around, smacked, pounded and called names. He loves kisses, cuddles and hand-holding. How do they make it work? | [
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"content": "She wrapped her fingers around just one of his own fingers and he took a deep breath, his large chest rising, lifting her gently out of her pocket of comfort between his torso and his massive arm. As he exhaled she settled back into her tight, warm nook.\n\n\"Hmmm,\" he sighed, squeezing her gently with his arm. \"I love cuddles.\"\n\nShe smiled and looked up at his content face. She could feel an ache growing in her loins. She looked back to his great hands and his massive fingers. Even his pinky finger was larger than any elf penis she'd seen among her own people. She idly played with his fingers, but soon found herself longingly stroking one of them and a little moan escaped her lips.\n\nHe looked down at her, his two massive lower teeth pointing up from between his parted lips. \"How are you feeling hon?\" he asked.\n\nShe squirmed a little and realized she was gripping his finger tightly, stroking it more firmly, imagining it was a cock. She was uncomfortably wet down below. She stretched her neck up and kissed him gingerly on the jaw. \"Oh babe,\" she said, \"you know cuddling makes me horny sometimes. Just being close to you... I need it.\"\n\n\"You... *need* it?\" he asked with a hint of concern. \"Like, now?\"\n\n\"I know we didn't cuddle long, but, do you think we can take a break and cuddle some more afterwards?\"\n\nHe looked down at her tiny body. His forearm was thicker than her waist. \"But babe... are you sure I have to be *so* rough with you? And do I *have* to call you names this time?\"\n\nShe turned over and propped herself up on her elbows, looking him in the face. She smiled deviously. \"I get the *best* orgasms when you're rough with me. You know how much it turns me on when you degrade me. Come on, this is why I like cuddling *after* sex. If we cuddle too much beforehand you never want to get rough and naughty.\"\n\nHe let out a sigh. \"Alright,\" he said. \"But only because you're my princess and I'll do *anything* for you.\"\n\nThey stood up. She was hardly half his height. She eagerly pulled down his pants and stuffed about a third of his massive orc cock into her little mouth. Her lips stretched painfully as he became engorged. She moaned gleefully and pushed herself down on him, feeling the fat head of his dick crowding out her tonsils. She'd tried many times, but so far she'd been unable to get his massive member down her throat, not even a little. But she loved trying. She loved gagging on it and retching, she loved the way it made her body convulse, tears pouring from her eyes. He, of course, hated seeing her that way, but she could tell his cock liked it.\n\nShe gagged hard and pulled away gasping for air and smiling. \"OK daddy, use me!\"\n\n\"Come here you pointy-eared little slut,\" he said. It was good. He still lacked the aggression and emotion behind it that she wanted, but he was working on it. In the beginning he wouldn't even call her a slut.\n\nHe picked her up, cradling her body in just one of his massive palms, and slapped her ass hard with the other hand. She let out a magnificent cry, the sharp pain taking her breath away before she slowly filled her lungs with new air. \"Yes daddy!\" she cried out. \"Again!\" His great hand gave her another crisp smack and she jumped, screaming with delight.\n\nHe wrapped his fat fingers around her torso. He was almost able to touch his thumb to his finger with her in his grip. She loved the way he held her tightly and brought her to his waist. His powerful erection stood a full foot off his body. He grunted, \"give me that whore hole, bitch.\" She thought she heard him wince, but she smiled.\n\n\"Put the whole thing in me daddy!\" she cried. She spread her legs and felt his cock pressing against her tiny pussy. She was so wet that he began to slide in easily, but soon her tightness was overwhelmed by his girth. She let out a painful moan as he slowly pushed his way inside. She felt herself stretching, a dull ache spreading throughout her groin.\n\nHe moaned as well. \"Oh baby,\" he sighed. \"You're too tight.\" He kept going though, the feeling of her squeezing so hard on his cock was fantastic. He drooled watching his giant cock slide into such a tiny body. It made him even harder when he had to use a little force to keep inserting it.\n\nShe let out another cry, \"Oh YES!\" He was in as far as they normally went, but she begged for more. \"Keep going! Keep going!\"\n\nSo he kept pulling her onto him, her legs dangling off the palm of his hand, shaking and shuddering with painful delight. She let out a long, vibrating moan. He was almost all the way inside. She groaned loudly. \"It feels *so good* she exclaimed. \"Is there more?\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" he said.\n\n\"Give it to me!\" She yelled. \"Hard!\" She began rocking herself in his grip trying to throw her hips down on his cock. He smiled and pulled her sharply into him and she screamed loudly. That was it though, her tiny ass cheeks were resting on his lower abdomen for the first time since they started dating.\n\n\"Good job babe!\" he cried. \"You took the whole thing!\"\n\nShe groaned aggressively and pounded a fist on his hand. \"Yes! YES!\" she repeated, over and over. \"Now POUND me!\"\n\nHe began working her on his dick, thrusting into her with gradually increasing intensity. He knew she wanted it rough, but he always worried about breaking her tiny little body. She always insisted she was sturdy enough to take it though, and so far she had been right.\n\nIt felt like masturbating to him, but harsher and using the most incredible toy ever designed. She moaned and wailed, yelped and screamed. She kicked her legs and pounded her fists, shaking her hair until it was wild and biting into his finger at times.\n\n\"You like that, you fucking whore?\" he said, trying to put as much feeling into it as he could.\n\n\"Oh yes!\" she cried, excited. \"YES!\"\n\nHe kept going, railing her mercilessly now, his confidence building as he pounded her harder and harder and she only seemed to be enjoying it more. He loved the clap of her ass against his flesh, the way his cock punched hard and deep inside of her. He could feel himself getting close, but it wasn't just him. She was tightening on him, her legs were stiff and her moans more intense.\n\n\"Keep going!\" she cried. \"That's it! Don't stop! I'm going to cum!\" she exclaimed. Soon her whole body was tingling in his hand, her legs shaking so much she kicked his balls with her heels. \"Yeeeeesssss!\" she said, her voice shaking. \"Fuck yes!\" She bit down on him hard and growled, grunting and panting as her orgasm rushed over her from head to toe. As she shook on him he felt his own orgasm building.\n\n\"Oh my...\" he began, but the wind was sucked from his lungs as her pulsing pussy send his cock into its own spasms of delight. With great, heaving contractions he began pumping her full and she screamed with pleasure.\n\n\"Yes!\" she yelled. \"Fill me up daddy!\" He did. He pumped her on his cock, shuddering and gasping as his load was milked from his shaft by her tight pussy lips. He quickly filled her insides then it began spewing out as the pressure overcame her seal around him.\n\nFinally he lifted her away and gave her ass one more slap before kissing it gingerly. \"Can we cuddle now?\" he asked.\n\nShe smiled and opened her arms. He brought her to his chest and she wrapped herself, legs and arms, around his torso. They sat on the couch and held each other while she kissed his chest and he stroked her hair. Soon she fell asleep on him and he smiled, resting a hand on her back like a great, warm blanket. He closed his eyes too and drifted off to sleep."
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"content": "Morgan had always been told that narcissism was a bad thing. Well, Morgan had to disagree because getting ravished by your duplicate felt *really* good! The Bracelet of Clones was worth every bit Morgan spent on it and- Wait, did the clone-Morgan just reach over and activate it again?!\n\nPicked a unisex name for flexibility (I'm fine whatever), and what started as a two, devolves into a selfcest orgy as in the heat of the moment the original or a clone keep activating the magical cloning mcguffin, which is the main plot of my prompt. Since magic is in play here, could use some other \"magic artifacts\" to spice things up."
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"content": "\"Dude,\" Samuel whispered. \"Your nurse is *totally* hot!\"\n\nBrandon's vision was still a little blurry and his mind felt foggy. He tried to focus on the nurse. She was short, blonde, and curvy, but he felt nothing. He shrugged. \"Sure, I guess,\" he groaned.\n\nThe nurse gave one last glance over her shoulder and left, closing the door behind her.\n\n\"You must still be high on the anesthetic,\" Sam exclaimed. \"I've never seen *anyone* so hot. Seriously, you have *got* to get her number before you leave. If not for you, for me!\"\n\nBrandon blinked and lifted his hand. He was sore. \"What *exactly* happened?\" he asked weakly.\n\n\"Man you were in the most gnarly crash ever. I don't know how you survived.\" Sam patted him on the hand. \"We're all just glad you made it out alive and *mostly* in one piece.\"\n\nBrandon's head hurt but for some reason all he could think about was... dick. His mouth was watering for it. Something about the idea of putting a cock in his mouth sounded *incredibly* alluring to him. He looked at Sam, confused.\n\n\"Dude,\" Sam started, laughing already. \"I overheard the doctors talking about you. Apparently you were *so* high you were *begging* all the dudes in the operating room to suck their dicks. They said you were *dying* for dick!\" He wiped tears from his eyes. \"Man, that shit is *hilarious*! Remind me never to do drugs with you!\"\n\nThe craving was growing though. He felt an ache growing all over his body that had nothing to do with his surgery. \"Sam,\" he started, but he wasn't sure how to finish the sentence.\n\n\"What's up bud?\" Sam said, looking at his friend with deep concern.\n\n\"I don't think it was just the drugs. I...\" He hesitated.\n\n\"What is it man? You can tell me anything. We've been best friends for longer than we've been shitting in the toilet.\"\n\n\"I really am craving dick.\" He spat it out and put his hands over his eyes. \"Like *really* craving it.\"\n\nSam looked at him in silence, then looked around the room. \"Woah,\" he said. \"First you're not turned on by that insanely hot nurse, now you're telling me you're craving dick... Did the accident turn you gay?\"\n\n\"I don't know,\" Brandon said, still holding his palms against his eyes. \"I just know that if I don't get a dick in my mouth soon I'm going to *die*.\"\n\n\"Dude!\" Sam said, intrigued. \"What do you mean? What does it feel like? Like, how serious are we talking here?\" He was smiling as though it were some kind of game.\n\n\"Sam!\" Brandon said, exasperated. \"I'm not joking! You remember that time at summer camp when you needed to nut so bad you were in tears?\"\n\n\"Ooh geez man! I almost forgot about that!\"\n\n\"I covered for you so you could go out into the woods and jizz, right?\"\n\n\"Yeah, but...\"\n\n\"Sam. Gimme your dick. I need it.\"\n\n\"Woah buddy, I feel like this is a *little* different here.\" He got up from the chair by the hospital bed and backed away.\n\n\"Sam, I'm serious. This is bad. If I don't suck on a dick right now, I... I... I could rupture something internally and bleed to death.\" He didn't know if it was true, but it sure *felt* true.\n\n\"Dude, Brandon... I'm completely straight bud. It's not just you, I don't think I could *ever* let a guy give me a blow job.\"\n\n\"Come *on* Sam! Just close your eyes and pretend it's that nurse. I *need* this!\"\n\nSam was sweating.\n\n\"I'm your best friend. You know I'd do anything for you. Right now, I need you to do this for me.\" Brandon was begging, his voice full of passion and ache.\n\n\"I... You can't tell *anyone* that we did this,\" he said, hesitantly. \"And this is a *one time* thing. No more after this!\"\n\n\"Deal,\" Brandon said, turning onto his side and propping himself up on an elbow. \"Now bring that dick over here.\"\n\nSam slowly walked toward the hospital bed again and stood there, his waist at the perfect level already. Brandon eagerly unzipped his jeans and fished around with his free hand until he found the goods. With a crazed look in his eye he pulled it out and held it, staring at it hungrily.\n\nSam closed his eyes and looked to the ceiling hoping this would be quick. Just *thinking* about his best friend's man hands on his cock made him feel a little sick.\n\nBrandon kissed the tip, which was dry and warm, then put it in his mouth, pausing to appreciate the soft, fleshy head. He sucked the whole thing into his mouth down to the balls, really pulling it deep inside. It fit easily since it was still soft, but he could feel it starting to get chubby. He sucked and pulled along, stretching it out, gently scraping his teeth along until he had just the tip inside again and he playfully bit down a little. Sam jumped.\n\n\"Geez man, take it easy.\" He kept his eyes closed and his face pointed straight up, with his arms folded and his butt clenched.\n\nBrandon smiled and sucked hard again, letting the slowly stiffening cock glide back inside while he rubbed his tongue on the most sensitive parts. As he sucked he felt a tiny spot of saltiness on his tongue and he moaned with delight. Something about this felt... right, like he'd *always* wanted to try it but he'd always been afraid to try. His heart danced wildly in his chest and his mouth relished the feel of the quickly hardening cock in his mouth.\n\nOnce Sam was at a full erection it got more fun. He could feel every twitch, every clench, every quiver as he sucked and pulled, stroked and nibbled. He heard Sam involuntarily moan as he licked the tip and got a powerful shudder out of him.\n\n\"Oh man...\" Sam groaned, embarrassed to be enjoying it.\n\n\"Told you,\" Brandon said. \"A mouth is a mouth. Just imagine I'm that hot blonde nurse and you'll enjoy it more.\"\n\nBrandon began stroking vigorously with his free hand and sucking on the tip, rubbing his tongue all over the salty, leaky tip. Sam doubled over and gasped, throwing his hands up and grabbing his own head as he moaned. \"Oh geez,\" he said. \"Fuck! Damn!\" He could feel it building, the tingly lightning shooting up his shaft and around the tip. His cock began to twitch and then he was exploding, pumping fast and hard into his best friend's hungry mouth. Brandon felt it building as Sam's cock got harder and harder and he was delighted when he began convulsing and unloading in his mouth. The hot, thick cum slid easily down his throat as he continued to suck and swallow, stroking and milking the throbbing shaft, squeezing hard on the upstroke to make sure he pulled every last bit out.\n\nHe kept sucking, hard, using his tongue to make Sam squirm by stimulating the ultra sensitive tip. \"OK,\" Sam said, \"I think that's quite enough.\"\n\nBrandon laughed. \"You can *not* tell me you didn't enjoy that.\"\n\n\"Dude!\" Sam cried. \"Just... Dude!\" He was appalled. He quickly stuffed himself back inside his pants and zipped up. He'd planned on spending the day with his friend in the hospital, but now he looked at that chair and just felt awkward.\n\n\"Aaahh,\" Brandon sighed, lying back down. \"Thank you.\"\n\n\"So...\" Sam started. \"I think maybe I'll just...\" he motioned toward the door.\n\n\"Oh come on man, don't go! I still need my best friend.\" He looked at him full of hope.\n\n\"Oh geez,\" Sam said. \"I just feel so...\"\n\n\"Awkward? Don't man! It was great. I *really* needed that. You're a true friend.\"\n\nSam sighed and sat down in the chair, but scooted it a foot away from the bed.\n\nBrandon laughed. \"I won't bite.\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Sam said. \"But I don't want to smell my cum on your breath.\"\n\nThey both laughed for a while.\n\n\"Thanks again man,\" Brandon said. \"I really do feel much better, and I appreciate that you'll still hang out with me today.\"\n\n\"Well,\" Sam said. \"What are friends for? Just, don't mention it ever again to *anyone*.\" He smiled.\n\n\"You got it.\"\n\n\"Thanks.\"\n\n\"So, what are we going to do in an hour when I'm dying for dick again?\" Brandon asked, winking."
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"content": "Life can really suck sometimes, I thought to myself as I stared at the empty mailbox, trying to will a letter to appear. I had worked himself to the bone for the past years, doing everything i could to prove to the world that I could be a college-level quarterback, that I could be one of the 9 out of 10000 that could make the cut, and... nothing. Not one letter, not one offer, nothing. Theoretically, I knew it was a long shot, but all that work and nothing to show for it still hurt. So... now I had to figure out what to do with my life. \n\nThen, one day, it happened. One day, there was a letter. Not the one I was expecting, though. It looked nothing like the rest of the rejections I had gotten. The paper was thick, felt rough under my fingertips, and smelled slightly of jasmine. The name and adress were written by hand, with a nib pen, in a style of handwriting I had only seen in movies, and, rather than being glued shut, the envelope was sealed with wax, imprinted with an ornate motif of a rose and heart. Curious, I tore it open. The text was handwritten, in the same ornate, precise style as the outside. \n\n\"Dear Sir. \n\nThe Saint Valentine School of Eromancy and Tantric Magic has, after examining your academic record and extra-curricular activities, decided to offer you a place at our institution. Our school is...\"\n\nI read on feeling my eyebrows rise on their own. Was this some kind of prank? A Harry Potter LARP gone wrong? I scanned down to the bottom of the letter.\n\n\"... Therefore, we are hereby inviting you to our campus before the term starts, to explain our school and assuage any concerns you might have. You will find tickets and a small sum of money for travel expenses enclosed. We look forward to meeting you in person.\n\nYour sincerely,\n\nJezebel Silvermoon, Chancellor.\"\n\nI looked in the envelope, and, just as stated, there it was. A couple of tickets for a variety of transportation methods, as well as three... wait, were those hundred-dollar bills? \"OK, Jezebel,\" I thought to myself. \"You have my attention\". Even if this as all a scam, I would probably still come out on top. Silently, I drew out my old school backpack and began to pack for the trip."
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"content": "Prince Michael languished in the dungeon. Well, he *would* have languished, except that wasn't his style. Despite being chained to a wall most of the time, he had found ways to keep himself fit, waiting for the day he might find a way to escape.\n\nBut his captor was too cunning. No opportunities had presented themselves. Day by day his spirits fell, but he continued his exercises and clung foolishly to hope.\n\nAs a prince, he had once gone on great adventures to rescue maidens in distress, captive princesses, and even an occasional handmaiden. He often reminisced about his adventuring days, wishing he had picked a wife from the many ladies he'd rescued and just settled down. But he was addicted to the spoils of rescuing princesses. Every single one of them, without question, had given herself to him completely the moment it was safe to do so.\n\nHis final adventure had been a trap. There was no princess. Instead, he was captured. And every day the idea of languishing became more and more attractive to him.\n\nThen, one day, he heard something unusual. At first he couldn't tell what it was, but soon he heard footsteps overhead through a grate in the ceiling. It sounded like a small army had run past. Was this it? Was he about to be rescued?\n\nHe waited as patiently as he could, but his heart was pounding and he grew more and more excited with every passing moment. He heard cries echoing through the halls as minions and beasts were slain. He heard shouting and running and metal clanging on metal.\n\nSoon, all was quiet. Had the would-be rescuers been defeated? Were his captors vanquished?\n\nThe heavy wooden dungeon door began to rattle as keys jangled in the lock. Either new prisoners were about to be delivered, or he would be freed! His heart beat furiously as he watched the door carefully. Surely a guard would have had the door open by now. It had to be his rescuer!\n\nSure enough, the door finally swung open and in walked a petite, stealthy looking lass with deep, black hair pulled back in a long ponytail. She wore swords on her back and despite looking fierce, she had the sweetest face he'd ever seen.\n\nHis mind raced. Would he be expected to *give* himself to her the way ladies gave themselves to him when he rescued them? She brought the huge ring of keys to his chains and smiled. \"Hey there prince Michael, we're here to rescue you.\"\n\n\"We?\" he asked. Suddenly he heard another voice from the hall.\n\n\"Hey Isabel, you got him freed yet?\"\n\n\"Not yet,\" she called over her shoulder. \"It's safe in here. Why don't you come on in?\"\n\nA hearty woman backed in behind a large shield, sword drawn. She glanced back at him. \"Pleasure to meet you,\" she said.\n\nShe kept backing in and soon another followed, this one slipping in quickly with a bow strung around her body and a quiver of arrows on her back.\n\n\"Where's Penny?\" one of them asked. \"I saw her casting some kind of enchantment a while back and haven't seen her since.\"\n\nSuddenly a robed beauty materialized in the room, laughing. \"I'm right here,\" she said. \"I was just making sure we cleared out the place.\"\n\n\"And?\" Isabel asked, unlocking the prince's final chain.\n\n\"That's it. We've defeated *all* of the guards and castle occupants. It's just us now.\"\n\nThe prince gazed at the four adventurers in awe. Each one was strikingly beautiful in her own way.\n\n\"Thank you, fair maidens,\" he began.\n\n\"Don't worry about it,\" the shield woman said, sheathing her sword.\n\nHe cleared his throat. \"Look, I've done my fair share of adventuring, rescuing damsels...\"\n\n\"Uh huh, we know.\" Said Penny. She smiled. \"You have a reputation.\"\n\n\"Well,\" he continued. \"There's a bit of a tradition...\"\n\n\"We know about that too,\" Isabel said, slapping him on the ass as she dropped his final chain to the ground.\n\n\"I just don't know how you want to...\"\n\n\"Leave that to us,\" said the one with the bow and arrows.\n\n\"In fact,\" Penny said, swirling a finger at the chains on the ground. The chains lifted magically and snaked toward the prince. His eyes went wide when he realized what was happening, each of the chains clamping down around his wrists and ankles, pulling him against the wall, and pulling his limbs as far apart as they would go.\n\n\"Penny!\" Isabel yelled. \"I *just* unlocked those!\"\n\n\"Yeah, and you can do it again when we're done with him,\" she said playfully.\n\nThe adventurers began dropping their equipment and peeling off their clothes. One of them brought a dagger over and began cutting away the rags the prince wore. \"Don't worry,\" she whispered seductively in his ear. \"We brought you a change of clothes.\" She bit his ear and tossed his tattered clothes on the ground.\n\nThe smooth stones of the dungeon wall felt cool on his back but the room felt hot. The tall one walked up and dragged her finger from his belly button to his lips then began kissing him passionately while Isabel got on her knees between the woman's legs and began fondling his balls with her tongue and lips. The others stood by his hands and teased his fingers with their mouths and nipples, laughing and waiting for a turn with the rest of him.\n\nSoon Penny said, \"Let me get him on the floor for us.\" The chains began to rattle and clink, dragging his feet away from the wall toward the center of the room. Luckily the magic lowered him softly to the floor and he found himself spread out, on his back, his hard cock sticking straight up in the air.\n\n\"Who's first?\" someone chimed.\n\n\"Ooh, me!\" came a reply. He couldn't tell their voices apart yet and he had closed his eyes. He wore a huge grin on his face.\n\nThe prince shuddered as a tight pussy completely consumed his cock in a matter of seconds, dainty hands pressing into his chest. The warm, fragrant presence of pussy approached his face, and soon he felt the wet, flowery petals of a delightful treat on his lips. He dutifully began licking and stroking with his tongue, nibbling with his lips, and devouring eagerly with his whole mouth. She ground on his face, rubbing her clit hard against his face, covering him in her nectar.\n\nA couple of the girls were making out, though he couldn't see who, and someone was nibbling at his fingertips. Soon he felt his fingers being inserted into another pussy and he felt around for the clit with his thumb. She writhed on his hand as he worked his magic, and soon he could feel the vibrations of her voice as she moaned. \"Oh Isabel, let me have a turn on the cock,\" she said.\n\nHis fingers were pulled from the pussy and he felt the lightweight girl unmount and another girl got on, this time riding reverse. He wanted badly to reach up and grab her hips, but his wrists were being pulled away and he was powerless to fight it.\n\nSoon though, all four bracelets snapped open and he was released. The girl riding his face picked up the girl on his cock and moved to take her turn there next. But he rolled over and said, \"let me show you how it's done.\" He had them line up against the wall where he went down the line, taking them from behind, thrusting deep up inside each one, bending his knees to adjust for the shorter ones. He pounded each one until she screamed with delight, and while he was thrusting with one girl, two others would come over and make out with him or kiss his back while he fingered them.\n\nThey continued to explore a variety of positions. The smaller girls wrapped their legs around his waist and rode him while he stood. The large one got on her knees and he pounded her for five whole minutes until she came, while the other girls took turns letting him finger them or kiss them.\n\nAfter he had made each of them cum at least twice, they asked him who would get his cum. He picked Isabel. He got on the ground and she mounted him. She moved her hips so expertly, so beautifully. Before he knew it he could feel the orgasm beginning to break like the morning sun over the horizon. He exploded inside her with a leg-shaking release, the bright, tingly tones of pleasure washing over his whole body.\n\nShe leaned over and kissed him, letting his cock enjoy the warmth of her pussy a while longer. \"Thank you, prince, for choosing to cum in me. It was an honor.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"What do you mean?\"\n\n\"Well, you *chose* me, did you not?\"\n\n\"I did.\"\n\n\"And that means we'll get married and live happily ever after, does it not?\"\n\nHis heart jumped. *Perhaps it is time,* he thought to himself. He grinned. \"I believe you're right.\""
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"content": "\"We do get people downstairs who want somewhere quiet to have a beer and ribs,\" the bartender said. \"But the money maker is up here.\"\n\nThe older gentleman nodded. \"Have you walked past the Starbucks and seen the people lining up towards the alleyway?\"\n\n\"That was you guys?\" I said.\n\nHe nodded. \"When we opened, the first people to come were office folks from the nearby business park. Then, it was night goers who were curious about the line. From there we just needed word of mouth and returning customers.\"\n\nThe doors suddenly swung open. Another bartender, this time a woman dragging a wheely cart, came in. Noticing me still holding the tray of alcohol, she gestured for me to come over and put it down on the top shelf while she went to get the other tray. No words were exchanged as she exited just as fast as she appeared. Her face disappearing under a swishing blonde ponytail.\n\n“Wanna take a look via the porthole?” the other bartender pointed towards the still swinging doors.\n\nI gulped, slightly worried of what I was going to see, but deep down, I knew I would hate myself if I didn't. The click of the heel breasts echoed through the room as I made my way towards the door. Putting my hands against it, I took a look around from the window.\n\nIt seemed to be a full house tonight. The seats were occupied by guests, beer bottles or glasses of whiskey in hand, while the tables had mounds of empty ones. A flick of yellow was all I needed to spot the female bartender tending to customers, marking off cards after putting down beers, while a busgirl next to her cleared tables. Had I taken a guess of what the clientele would have consisted of, I would have said a sausage fest with a few girls in cocktail dresses. In reality, it was a pretty healthy distribution of men and women, and there were just as many girls in jeans and t-shirts as there were in dresses and high heels. And while there were a few that were inebriated, most were very much snapped to attention towards the middle of the room. Towards the set of bare dark skin legs kicking and squirming on a tan spotted bull. The person said legs belonged to had tears in her eyes, but it wasn’t from embarrassment or shame. It was pure ecstasy as the bull jerked forward and back.\n\n“Every guest gets five minutes on the bull,” the voice of the older gentleman broke the silence. “At the moment, most are girls simply because we’re dealing with a mostly heterosexual clientele.”\n\n“We should really get that LGBTQ+ day you’ve been planning off of the ground,” the bartender said. “I think the only thing holding us back is the sponsor, Purple Machines, because they still market their products as insem aids rather than stimulation toys.”\n\nA chuckle followed. “I know the marketing officer. She’s working hard on remedying that.”\n\nThe bull pitched to the left and the locks of black hair violently swung downward. What stopped her from completely falling off of the bull was the raised height of the saddle, the downward shaped curve of the saddle keeping her put, and a purple object sandwiched between her bare ass cheeks. Both had clapped together from the sudden movement, and the operator took advantage of that by continuing the movement, matching the gyrating glutes with the shaking of the bull’s rear. The black girl threw her head back and moaned as she inadvertently twerked and blushed as cheers erupted from her little show.\n\n“I wonder if it's a girl in a dress or skirt?” The older gentleman asked.\n\n“Neither,” I answered. “She only has a t-shirt and thong on.”\n\n“Oh, so she got hit with it immediately,” he said. “Part of the disadvantage of wearing pants. If you want to ride the bull, it’s either a skirt, dress, or you strip down to underwear. Sometimes we get girls wearing nothing at all and that is always fun.”\n\n“What’s fun?”\n\n“Is the jumbo screen not working?”\n\nMy attention was turned to the TVs mounted on the walls and pillars. From time to time, it cuts to different angles of the bull pit, showing the wild swinging of the bull and the girl's hips madly bucking. But there were two consistent angles that kept popping on screen. A front angle towards her crotch. A back angle towards her ass. And once again, I saw the purple object between her ass cheeks, but looking closely, it was doing more than just being sandwiched. Because another one was visible on the crotch cam and it was firmly planted inside of her.\n\n“The deal is no orgasms on the bull,” the older gentleman said. “You can stave off your chances of doing so by wearing a skirt or dress. Once those pop up and expose you, then the dildos come out and penetrate. But you still have a chance to keep your dignity. The sensors in the dildos will tolerate some amount of lubrication and all you have to do is last five minutes. Should you succeed, you get a check for half a million dollars. But should you fail-”\n\nFrom the face the girl was making, it was evident what her fate was going to be. She shook her head at the inevitable, but still insisted on sitting fully down with the phallic objects inserted deep inside her.\n\nI looked away as the cheers and lewd comments bled through the door. My attention snapped back towards the older gentleman, spinning his Stetson in his hand.\n\n“I suppose it’s a bit too extreme for your taste then?” He said.\n\n“No.”\n\nHe raised an eyebrow as my hand glided downward towards my stomach. Never had the tight fabric of my magenta tube dress ever felt so thin, nor had the hemline seemed so short. But I looked up, feeling my cheeks radiate with heat and embarrassment, but I smiled a wide grin.\n\n“Where do I sign up?”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CW] While taking a friend's bust and hip measurements went fine, for some reason her butt is just unmeasurable | [
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"content": "The measuring tape fell to the floor again. He laughed. \"I swear, I'll get it.\"\n\nShe shifted her weight. \"What's taking so long? I was more worried about the bust measurement, but somehow you got through *that* just fine!\"\n\nHe chuckled nervously. \"Yeah, well *you* held the tape over your nipples and I measured from behind, remember?\"\n\n\"Yeah? So?\"\n\n\"Well...\" he said, picking up the tape and wrapping it around her thighs, his face practically resting against her perfectly round ass cheeks. \"This one's *different*.\" He pressed the tape against her butt, his hands sweaty and shaking.\n\nShe reached back and put her hand on his, pressing it into her butt cheek. \"Touching my butt is making you nervous?\" She asked, intrigued.\n\n\"Yeah,\" he admitted.\n\n\"And if you come around front?\"\n\n\"Not better,\" he said, thinking of her pussy.\n\n\"What about the side?\"\n\n\"Oh, sure, where I can see both and I'm still touching your incredible thigh?\" He laughed.\n\nShe held his hand against her backside, feeling how clammy and nervous he was. She used her fingers to pry his hand open and flattened it against her ass. \"Give it a squeeze,\" she said. \"I know you want to.\"\n\nHe inhaled sharply, more and more sweat accumulating on his palms. \"Uh...\"\n\nShe pressed with her own hands, curling her fingers in, making the squeezing motion. She smiled when he gently gave her a squeeze. \"Harder,\" she encouraged, using her other hand to slap the other cheek sharply. He squeezed. \"Yes! That's it! Now give it a whack. Slap my ass!\"\n\nThere was a pause. He slid his hand out from under hers and she moved her hands out of the way, bracing for impact.\n\n\"Come on!\" she demanded. \"Slap it!\"\n\nIt came quickly and without warning, a sloppy slap on her right butt cheek. She laughed. \"Good! Now do it again!\"\n\nThis time it landed harder, cleaner, sending a nice jiggle through her thighs. She pulled down her tight jeans, dragging her panties with them. She heard him gasp.\n\n\"Again!\" she cried. \"Leave a mark!\"\n\nHe swung and his hand connected with a satisfying *smack*, leaving a nice red print behind.\n\n\"Oh yes!\" she declared. \"Now *kiss* it!\"\n\n\"Huh?\" he asked, startled.\n\n\"Kiss my ass!\" she commanded.\n\nShe felt his lips press into her soft ass cheek and he left a nice, damp kiss.\n\n\"The other one!\"\n\nAgain, he planted a wet kiss on the other cheek.\n\nShe bent over and pulled her pants off, stepping out of them one foot at a time. She turned to face him. \"You're afraid of the front, too, huh?\"\n\nHe chuckled, looking up at her. \"Not *afraid*...\"\n\n\"Oh I can tell. You're intimidated. You were afraid to get too close to it. Look at it!\" She grabbed a fist full of his hair and pointed his eyes directly at her pussy. \"Does that look so scary to you?\"\n\nHe laughed cautiously. \"No.\"\n\n\"Good, now kiss it!\"\n\nShe pulled him close until his nose was touching her lower abdomen. He extended his lips. She felt them gently press into her cleanly shaven pussy lips over her slit.\n\n\"Mmmm.\" She hummed. \"Good, now *lick* it.\" She spread her legs and waited. She felt his long, warm breaths blowing past her wet labia. \"Come on,\" she urged. \"I'm waiting.\"\n\nSlowly, his tongue reached out and connected with the inside of her spread pussy. He dragged it up toward the clit but pulled away before arriving.\n\n\"Come on,\" she teased. \"You can do better than that. *Really* lick it! All of it!\"\n\nHe started deeper and drew his tongue all the way to the top of the slit, over the clit and a little onto her belly. His eyes lifted to meet hers.\n\n\"Keep going,\" she whispered, still gripping a tuft of his hair.\n\nHe slowly, sensually began kissing and licking, tugging on her pussy lips with his mouth, fondling the petals of her flower with his tongue. He discovered that she would gasp and shudder when he brushed her clit just right with his tongue, sometimes holding him in place crying out, \"Yes! Yes!\" She taught him to suck on it and tickle it with the tip of his tongue. She had him insert his fingers, adding penetration to the symphony of sensations.\n\nSoon she was quivering, pulling his head against her crotch hard, demanding that he keep doing *exactly* what he was doing, declaring that she would cum soon. And she did. She released a magnificent orgasm that echoed in the room and washed over her entire body, sending her legs kicking and her breath shaking. She let out a massive sigh.\n\n\"OK,\" she said, picking up the measuring tape and handing it to him. \"Try again.\"\n\nShe turned around waiting for him to wrap the measuring tape around her, but she felt the wet tip of his cock rooting around between her legs. She laughed and bent over, letting him slip inside. They both moaned.\n\nHe reached deep inside her and grunted, feeling her tight pussy clamping around his shaft like a powerful hand job. She was *so* wet still, and the nectar felt like an aphrodisiac on his cock. He had never felt so hard, and the way it felt inside her was magical.\n\nHe thrust slowly at first, but gradually increased his pace as he felt his own orgasm beginning to build. A couple more powerful thrusts and he felt himself pulsing inside her, his rock hard cock pumping her full of so much cum that it surprised him.\n\nWhen he had made his final thrust she turned around and kissed him, grabbing his dick and milking it for the final drops. Then she put her hand between her legs and pulled it away, her fingers covered in cum, and she licked them clean with a devious smile. Then she pulled her pants back on, kissed him on the cheek, and left the room."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A (mostly) lesbian taps one of her guy friends to indulge her bisexual girlfriend's breeding kink... | [
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"content": "I took out the breeding part, sort of:\n\nSera glanced across the table at Dave, feeling a mixture of anxiety and trust in her belly. The atmosphere of the quiet coffee shop felt strangely stark contrast to the bubbling nervous energy that coursed through her veins. After taking a deep, steadying breath, she ventured into the delicate conversation she had been rehearsing in her mind.\n\n\"Dave,\" Sera began, her voice steady, \"I need to talk to you about something... it's about me and Junie and, well, a particular desire she's shared with me.\"\n\nDave leaned in, his demeanor casual and ready to listen, \"What's up, Sera? You guys alright?\"\n\nSera nodded, appreciating his immediate concern. \"Yeah, we're great, actually. But Junie's expressed a wish to explore... being with a man, while being with me... At the same time. She's never experienced it and, well, it's something I can't provide alone. And after some serious thought and discussion, we wondered if we might involve someone we trust, you.\"\n\nDave's eyes momentarily bulged, his coffee cup pausing halfway to his lips. \"Wait, wait, wait....are you asking what I think you're asking?\"\n\nSeeing his reaction, Sera nodded tentatively, \"Yes, Dave. But only if you're comfortable with it. We'd kinda be seeing each other naked... Up close.\"\n\nA cheeky grin flickered across Dave's face, and he let out a low whistle, \"Man, Sera, I won't lie - this is like a dream. No strings, naked lesbian best friend and her bi girlfriend. But, wow, I didn't expect this.\"\n\nHe then paused, the smile softening into a more serious, thoughtful expression. \"I respect you and Junie so much, and whatever happens, I wouldn't want this to mess up our friendship or your relationship.\"\n\nDave gently set his cup down, \"I'm open to discussing this further, Sera. But let's make sure we tread carefully, ensuring that it's something that genuinely benefits all of us and doesn't harm the relationships we have.\"\n\nSera pinched his arm, \"If we do this, I'll never be able to forget I've seen your big, hard cock in my girlfriend, but I'd do anything for her.\"\n\nDave chuckled, \"Fair enough. So, how do we proceed?\" \n\nSera smiled, \"We should meet up for dinner tonight, talk about it over a few drinks, see where things go from there.\"\n\nDave grinned, \"Sounds good. How does 7pm sound?\" \n\nSera nodded, \"Perfect.\" \n\nThe following evening, Dave arrived at their usual restaurant, a cozy little bistro with a warm, intimate feel.\n\nWhen he entered, Sera and Junie were already seated in the back, wine in hand and whispering to one another, as clandestine as a bistro can be. He sat and ordered a beer to even out the table.\n\nAfter a few minutes, Sera broke the silence, \"So, Dave, I wanted to tell you about our plans for tonight.\"\n\n\"Okay,\" he replied, \"But first, I just want to say, you two are amazing people.\"\n\nSera blushed, \"Thank you. We really appreciate that. But, to answer your question, we're going to have some fun tonight. And you're going to be a part of it.\" \n\nDave raised an eyebrow, \"What do you mean?\"\n\nSera giggled, \"Well, you'll be surprised.\" She looked at Junie, who smiled back. \n\n\"I know, right?\" she said. \n\nDave's eyes widened. \"Wait, what? What do you mean?\"\n\nJunie leaned in conspiratorially, and whispered, \"I want to get fucked from behind while Sera is licking my clit!\" She was like a girl on Christmas morning. \n\nSera rolled her eyes a little, \"The things I do for love... An eye full of cock and balls while you're getting your brains screwed out.\"\n\nThey both laughed. \"Oh, shit,\" Dave muttered under his breath, looking around nervously. \"Um, okay. Well, I guess I'm game for whatever. If you're sure..\" \n\nSera nodded, and Junie grinned, \"Great!\"\n\nDave was starting to sweat a bit, but he tried to stay calm. \"Okay. Um, so, what exactly do you need me to do?\" Sera and Junie shared a look, then Sera spoke up, \"We want you to sit in the corner, and watch us for a bit. Then, once I've got her warmed up, we'll 69 with me on bottom, and you go to town.\"\n\nDave gulped, \"You mean, you want me to fuck your girlfriend while you eat her pussy?\" \n\nSera nodded, \"Yep. That's the plan.\" \n\nDave took a sip of his beer, \"Wow. Okay. Um, honestly, I don't know any man that would turn that down.\"\n\nSera grinned, \"Oh, trust me, you won't regret it. \"Junie giggled again, and Sera winked at Dave. \"Good. Now, let's order.\"\n\nDave ordered a steak, medium rare, and they decided on a bottle of red.\n\nAs they waited for their food, Sera explained, \"So, this is kind of a test. See, Junie and I have been talking about how much we love having sex with each other, but dildos and vibrators just aren't her thing... And a fat dick is sometimes.\"\n\nDave raised his eyebrows, \"Uh-huh.\" \n\nSera continued, \"So, we figured, why not try something different?\" \n\nJunie grinned, \"And if it works, maybe we can get more creative.\" \n\nDave gulped, \"I suppose that makes sense.\"\n\nThey ate their food and chatted about the day, then Dave excused himself to use the restroom.\n\nWhen he returned, the ladies were ready to go, and he followed them to their apartment.\n\nOnce inside, Junie pulled him close and kissed him deeply. \"Thanks for coming over, babe,\" she purred into his mouth. \"It means a lot to us. You're such a great guy.\" \n\nHe smiled, \"No problem. Just glad I could help.\"\n\nSera grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. Junie sat on the edge of the bed, and Sera sat next to her. \"Now, before we start, I want to explain a few things. First off, we want you to enjoy yourself.\"\n\nDave looked confused, \"What do you mean?\"\n\nSera grinned, \"Well, you're gonna see a lot of skin tonight. We don't want you to feel uncomfortable or weirded out.\" \n\nJunie laughed, \"No, no. It's cool. Really.\"\n\nDave shrugged, \"Okay.\""
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"content": "\"No,\" I said flatly. I sat on my bed and folded my arms.\n\nJust a moment ago I was elated and riding on cloud nine. Amy and Brianna had been my best friends since grade school. I could tell them apart... most of the time, but they were *so* identical that even their parents still struggled to tell who was who at times.\n\nAnd after years of friendship while I quietly crushed on them, they *finally* confessed their love for me. But the next thing out of their mouth had sent me plummeting back down to earth. They expected me to pick just *one* of them to date.\n\n\"Oh come on!\" Brianna pleaded. \"We talked about it and we decided we're just too jealous to share. We both love you, but you're going to have to pick just one of us.\"\n\n\"Please,\" Amy added. \"We need you to pick. We know one of us will be disappointed, but we're ready for it.\"\n\n\"You two are my best friends,\" I said. \"I'd rather be friends with both of you *without* any romance than deal with the drama that would unfold if I date one of you and not the other.\" I folded my arms. \"Besides, how could I be certain I'm actually dating the right one all the time? You two are known for switching places just for fun.\"\n\nThey smiled deviously. \"We could never share a romantic partner,\" Brianna said. \"The idea of sharing a cock weirds us out too much.\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Amy agreed. \"You can be sure you'd only ever be fucking one of us.\"\n\n\"Girls!\" I said, grabbing my face. \"I said no. I can't date just one of you, and it's not just because of the sex. It would weird me out too much.\" I paused. \"Plus, I'm not sure I believe you about the sex thing. Didn't you two both...\"\n\n\"OK,\" Amy admitted. \"We've shared a cock before. You're right.\"\n\n\"So,\" I said. \"How would I know you two aren't swapping out from time to time?\"\n\nThey looked at each other. \"You wanna show him?\" Amy whispered.\n\nBrianna peered at me and sighed. \"Sure,\" she said.\n\nAmy started lifting her shirt. \"We have different birthmarks,\" she stated.\n\nBrianna was pulling down her shorts, letting out a sigh. I couldn't help but notice she hadn't been wearing panties.\n\nI felt myself starting to get a little hard as I watched them undress. Amy was wearing a full compliment of underwear, while Brianna was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts. *She must be the naughty one,* I thought.\n\nOnce they were both standing fully nude before me, Brianna turned around and showed me a fairly large birthmark on the back of her left thigh. \"See?\" she said, pointing at it. Amy turned around and showed off a birthmark-free thigh.\n\nThen Amy turned around and lifted her right breast, pointing out another birthmark. Brianna turned around and lifted her breast as well, showing that she had none there.\n\nI shrugged. \"So I guess I'll know if you swap out with me, but I still can't stand the thought of what this will do to the three of us. I'd hate for love to separate us in any way. I enjoy being close to both of you, not just one.\"\n\nThey looked at each other again.\n\nAmy said, \"the trouble is, we *both* have such strong feelings for you, we don't think we'd be content to just remain friends.\"\n\n\"You have to accept one of us, or reject both of us,\" Brianna concluded.\n\nI got up and started pacing, but the bulge from my growing boner was obvious and Brianna let out a chuckle and grabbed my crotch. \"I *knew* you were the naughty one!\" I exclaimed. \"And that's part of the problem. I love your distinct personalities, but I don't know who I would want to date. What if one is a better kisser? What if one of you is more sexually compatible with me?\"\n\n\"Well,\" Brianna suggested, \"what if you try us each out?\"\n\n\"What?\" Amy cried. \"What do you mean?\"\n\nAmy and I both stared at Brianna with wide eyes.\n\n\"What if you kiss us both, right now, and see who is the better kisser?\" she answered.\n\nI looked at Amy. She shrugged. Since we were already next to each other, we leaned in. She put her hands on me, wrapping her arms behind my back and pulling me in close. We were both hesitating. It was weird to introduce this new element to our friendship, but as they had said, there was no going back once they admitted they had feelings for me.\n\nAmy's lips brushed gently against mine before fully connecting. The soft touch sent a shiver down my spine as her hot breath swirled around my face, intoxicating me. We slowly moved our lips against each other, deep passion driving our motions. Her tongue slipped between my lips and I reached out to meet her, the rough texture of our tongues teasing more pleasure from the sensory journey we had embarked on. As we rolled and twisted our tongues around, Brianna grew impatient.\n\nBrianna rushed over and yanked my shoulder, spinning me away from Amy's embrace. She pulled my head aggressively toward her face with one hand while grabbing my ass and pulling my hips in close to her as well. She attacked my face, her hot breath steaming through her nostrils as our lips connected firmly. She leaned over sideways and plunged her tongue in, tackling mine and wrestling with it as though searching for something. The hand behind my head slid to my face where she guided and moved me, distracting me from what her other hand was doing to my pants.\n\nSoon I felt her hand wrapping around my cock, tightly stroking me, I put both of my hands on her ass and pulled her in even closer and she began flicking the tip of my cock around in her pussy slit.\n\n\"Hey!\" Amy exclaimed. \"That's not fair!\" She forced herself between us and got on her knees, grabbing me with both hands. I let out a little moan when she got the tip in her mouth and began to suck, her tongue dancing around on the head.\n\nBrianna positioned herself behind me. She reached around, down past Amy, and fondled my balls while she kissed and nibbled at my ear and neck.\n\nAmy's blowjob got aggressive and I started shuddering. Brianna got impatient and didn't want to miss out on a chance to prove I should choose *her*, so she pulled me off balance and sent me toppling onto my bed. She swung my legs around and mounted me. \"I'm better at riding,\" she declared, as she began rolling her hips and rocking my boner deep inside her.\n\n\"I taste better!\" Amy declared, jumping onto the bed and putting her pussy in my face. She moaned as I licked the length of her pussy, trying to fully appreciate her flavors while her sister drove me closer and closer to orgasm. I licked and sucked around Amy's clit until she moaned louder, but soon I was doubling over and tensing up, getting ready for the big finish.\n\nAmy panicked and quickly turned around to tackle her sister off of my cock. Before I had time to reposition she had lowered herself onto me, facing away, and was bouncing gleefully, her tight pussy stroking the length of my shaft with each bounce.\n\nBrianna crawled onto my face. \"Now you can see that *I* taste better.\" I picked up where I left off, flicking her clit with my tongue. She tasted *exactly* the same, but there was a hint of saltiness from my own juices floating around in there.\n\nAmy began grinding and laughing. \"I'm going to be the first to get his cum,\" she bragged to her sister.\n\n\"No,\" she contested. \"He's going to cum in me.\" She got up and yanked her sister off of me.\n\n\"Girls!\" I said, sitting up. \"I'm not going to cum in either of you unless you can get along!\"\n\nThey knelt on the floor by the bed and I stood up.\n\n\"You can both work together to finish me and share the cum.\"\n\nThey looked at each other and I stepped between them, my stiff cock dripping with their juices. They each brought a delicate hand to my shaft and began stroking. Amy put the tip in her mouth while Brianna slid her lips and tongue along the bottom, starting at the balls and working her way up my shaft, each of them pulling their hands away in turn. Their lips met around my cock, right at the most sensitive part of the head, and I felt their tongues dancing against each other right on the spot.\n\nMy muscles tensed and I groaned as the sensation spread down my cock and exploded. Cum launched from the tip into the air and the girls took turns swallowing my cock and taking some of the cum while I twitched and pumped out shot after shot of my load. They milked it dry, and did a darn good job of sharing.\n\nOnce I was done shuddering and gasping, I smiled. \"You two did a great job sharing,\" I announced. \"See? I really don't see why I have to choose just one of you.\"\n\nThey looked at each other, cum in their hair and dripping from their chins, and laughed."
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"content": "\"Wait, w--what?\"\n\nJoy shrugged and responded, \"What? It's exactly what I said: I had a foursome with his wife, mistress, and sister. Although the fact that it was on his bed might've made things worse.\"\n\nGregory blinked slowly, trying to reconcile the image that had been thrust into his mind with the quiet, painfully shy persona of the girl he'd worked alongside for two years. \"I, uh...I didn't even... Mark's having an affair?\"\n\nJoy scoffed. \"Yeah, and it's his own damn fault it's an affair at all. Roxanne actually admitted that she would've been cool if Mark approached her about introducing a third to their relationship, but instead he lied to her and started seeing Phoebe behind her back like an asshole. Honestly, half of this shit could be avoided if guys actually had the balls to talk to their --\"\n\n\"Uh, Joy? Mark's sister?\"\n\n\"Oh right, her! So get this: Mark's sister Natalie, she's half a year younger than him, right? Went to the same school as him *and* Roxanne, and it turns out she'd had a crush on her since senior year! And Roxanne liked her back!\" Joy leaned back in her chair with a grin. \"I've done some real good in the world.\"\n\nGregory tilted his head in confusion. \"...By sleeping with a married woman?\"\n\n\"Eh, Mark started it. Besides, Roxanne's got a stack of divorce papers locked and loaded to change that part. Honestly, I'm amazed that any of *this* was the kick in the pants to get that going. Could you imagine being married to a self-important fuckstick like Mark? I would've pulled a Thelma and Louise by week two at the latest.\"\n\nAs Gregory tried to parse the exact meaning behind Joy's reference, Mark was pulled out of his office in handcuffs by a man and a woman in windbreakers bearing the letters IRS on their backs. Gregory, more or less conditioned by the last two minutes of revelations into just accepting things as they occurred, gestured to Mark and asked, \"This your doing too?\"\n\nJoy smirked. \"Nah, that's all Phoebe. She's an actuary. Mark was running some kind of scam involving a homeowner's association; I'd give you more details if they didn't go over my head and fry my brain in the same move.\"\n\nJoy stood up from her desk and stretched out before grabbing her purse and remarking, \"Alright, I gotta clock out early today. I'm making a lasagna dinner for the girls tonight, and you know I don't half-ass that shit. Give my best to your husband!\"\n\nJoy strolled off, not a care in the world as Mark tried his hardest to bore a hole through her skull with his murderous glare alone. Gregory watched Joy practically skip into the elevator as he quietly asked, \"What the fuck just happened?\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your girlfriend is an only child, but has an incest kink. | [
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"content": "\"Why didn't you tell me before babe?\" I asked.\n\nShe still had her head down but she looked up at me, her doll eyes melting me as she smiled. \"I don't know, I guess I was embarrassed and worried you'd judge me.\"\n\n\"Babe!\" I exclaimed. \"You *know* how much I love exploring kinks with you! And when have I *ever* judged you for anything?\"\n\nShe grinned. \"You've never judged me,\" she admitted.\n\n\"So, what kinds of things are you thinking? How do you want to explore this one?\"\n\n\"I dunno,\" she said, looking down. \"This one's pretty taboo, and I'm not sure roleplay alone could satisfy it.\"\n\n\"Oh,\" I said, a little surprised. \"Well, what do you want to do then?\"\n\nShe winced. \"How would you feel about me trying to fuck my dad?\"\n\nMy heart jumped. \"Uh,\" I began. \"I don't know babe...\" My mind was racing. I *really* didn't know how to feel about that one.\n\n\"I knew it,\" she said. \"I shouldn't have told you.\"\n\n\"No!\" I said. \"It's not that! I'm really glad you told me!\"\n\n\"Well,\" she prodded. \"Would you still date me if I... you know, got with my dad?\"\n\nI felt a cold sweat building on my forehead. \"Babe, I want you to be happy. I want to be able to sexually satisfy you in *every* way possible. But... if you *really* feel like you need this...\" It made me nervous. She still lived at home with her parents, despite being almost nineteen.\n\n\"Really?\" she asked, excitedly. \"You'd let me do that babe?\"\n\nI sighed and cocked a crooked smile. \"Yeah, I guess I would.\"\n\nShe jumped up and hugged me tight, kissing me on the cheek. \"Good! Because I was just kidding about roleplay not being enough. All I *really* want is for you to pretend to be my brother, or my dad I guess!\"\n\nI let out a massive sigh. She laughed and kissed me again.\n\n\"Now,\" she began. \"Would you rather call me 'sis' or 'baby girl'?\"\n\nI chuckled. \"Does one turn you on more?\"\n\n\"Not really,\" she said. \"Though with our age difference, I think it's more exciting if you pretend to be my daddy.\"\n\nI grinned. \"Alright *daughter*.\" I raised my eyebrows. \"Look, your mother... she hasn't really been *interested* lately, if you know what I mean. Do you think you could help me out with something?\"\n\nShe grinned like a schoolgirl and giggled. Innocently she asked, \"What do you need help with daddy?\"\n\n\"Well,\" I said, sounding as fatherly as possible. \"You see, I'm aching because mommy hasn't been doing her wifely duties. Do you remember when we talked about the birds and the bees?\"\n\n\"Oh,\" she played, exaggerating surprise. \"Like when you want to make a baby?\"\n\n\"Right, except sometimes we don't do it to make babies, we just do it because it feels good and it keeps daddy's man parts from hurting.\"\n\n\"Oh,\" she said, very sad. \"You're hurting daddy?\"\n\n\"Yes, very much. If I show you where I'm hurting, will you kiss it better?\"\n\nShe giggled. \"Yes daddy!\"\n\nI dropped my pants and pointed at my balls.\n\nShe stifled a laugh and snorted, covering a huge smile. \"Oh my daddy,\" she said. \"I've never kissed anyone *there* before.\"\n\n\"You'll want to get on your knees for this,\" I said.\n\nShe got on her knees and crawled over, giggling the whole way. I lifted my cock and pointed at the balls. She reached up and kissed them gently.\n\n\"Good,\" I said, \"but it's going to take more than that to help them feel better.\" I let go of my dick, letting it flop down on her nose. \"If you suck on this, it'll get hard. That's the first step to making the ache go away.\"\n\nHer eyes were wide, but not as huge as her smile. She opened her mouth awkwardly, saying, \"aaaaah\" and she moved her whole head around until the tip of my cock fall into her mouth. She closed her lips around it and hummed with satisfaction. With my limp cock still in her mouth she said, \"mmm, tastes good daddy,\" though it was hard to make out.\n\n\"Don't talk with dick in your mouth baby girl,\" I said sternly.\n\nShe smiled and closed her lips around me, wiggling her tongue and sucking. She got me hard fast, and released me with a sucking pop, taking a deep, satisfied breath.\n\n\"OK daddy, did I do good? It's hard now!\"\n\n\"Good baby girl,\" I said. \"For this next part I need you to take off your panties and lie down on the edge of the bed, OK?\"\n\nShe smiled and pulled her panties off under her skirt, then got on the bed on her back with her hips just on the edge. \"Like this daddy?\" she said, spreading her legs.\n\n\"Very good!\" I said. \"You're a natural at this. Now your special hole is going to make *both* of us feel *really* good, and *that* is what will help make my pain go away, OK?\" I said, playfully. Even as I said them the idea of *actually* saying them to my daughter was sickening, but my girlfriend laughed at how ridiculous it was, and her smile was the most rewarding thing I could ever hope for.\n\nI pressed my stiff boner down until the tip found her extremely tiny pussy. The role play worked well because she was immensely petite and I was significantly older than her. I moaned, sliding into her tight hole while she gasped playfully. \"Oh my daddy!\" she cried.\n\n\"Oh baby girl,\" I sighed. \"You're *so* tight. This is *perfect*.\" I began thrusting slowly, letting the full length of my cock enjoy every inch of her perfect pussy. It had always been heaven, but watching her giggle and seeing the twinkle in her eye... I was hers forever now.\n\nShe reached down and started rubbing her clit, biting her lip and smiling. \"Oh daddy,\" she moaned. \"Yes daddy, that's so good.\"\n\nI sped up as she rubbed faster. I could tell she was close. \"Alright baby girl, daddy's going to cum in you now,\" I said, panting. She just nodded, biting down on her lip harder with pouty eyes.\n\nShe let out a squeak, then she gasped, and I felt her pulsating on my cock as I held it deep inside of her, gasping. I began throbbing, pumping my load way up where the baby making happens. I slid myself in and out a few times, twitching and moaning, then she reached down and squeezed, helping get the last bit out inside her. I shuddered and smiled.\n\n\"Thank you baby girl,\" I said. \"That was *perfect*.\"\n\n\"You're welcome daddy. I liked that. We can do that any time you need it, OK?\"\n\nI smiled and leaned over to kiss her. She pulled me all the way onto the bed and we made out, holding each other for a while.\n\nEventually she just held me tight and whispered, \"Thank you, that was amazing.\""
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"content": "They were ready, after a gruelling few months of training and proving themselves, the five young men chosen from the lastest batch of prospects were to become magical boys.\n\nKeith, top of his class, athletic and popular, the sort of young man the officals loved to plaster on the front page of their propaganda.\n\nVirgil, big, muscular, smart but a tad slow. If he'd been in a normal school he'd have fit the jock label to a T.\n\nJames, a trouble maker, if they could, the powers that be wouldn't have let him but the beings that granted the powers chose on different criteria and so he was there despite his attitude.\n\nSam, quiet but confident, the more intellectually minded of the group. Tactical and general tech expert... Well for his age anyway.\n\nTyler, peace maker, a good pick to keep the team on track and in good spirits. Another poster boy, charming smile and charismatic.\n\nThe group of five was sent of their debut mission, it was a simple task but out of the way and more importantly out of the public eye.\n\nSomething that was always kept from the prospective magical boys was the... unique way the costumes and powers worked. Many could be problematic and so while the world focused on the famous few with family friendly or at least, acceptable powers and attire, many other groups of... well deviants... worked in the background doing the hard work. As such first awakening always happened where they could be controlled.\n\nThe group faced off against their opponent, the great beings sent down their blessing as the boys chanted the transformations incantation and they were bathed in light.\n\nFirst out was Tyler, standard skintight suit with gloves and boots. No helmet but he had some sort of circlet on. The higher ups nodded, he seemed to be perfectly normal.\n\nNext was Sam. Also a skin tight suit, though it seemed to be black and shiny, no boots or gloves instead... some sort of leather straps with metal rings in them were around his neck, wrists, upper arms, thighs and ankles. The suit covered his head, leaving his features completely obscured. He wasn't great but could, perhaps, be allowed into the public eye.\n\nJames was up after that. Arm length gloves and thigh high boots, with a puffy top, skirt and a flash of frilly panties. Ah the perfect magical girl but he was a fit young lad. Technically nothing wrong there but the boys minder knew this was a PR nightmare waiting to happen if the bigots got wind of it.\n\nAttention then turned to the last two, evryone having a good feeling about the outcome...\n\nThen they saw Virgil. Black boots and a matching full body harness, a jockstrap, thick black gloves as well and a muzzle all leather. The rest of his muscular body bare and on full display. They immediately put him into the not for public consumption group.\n\nKeith was last out and he joined Virgil's group. He also wore little, black latex mitts, a pup hood, collar and upper body harness. He had boots and was wearing a jockstrap but also had a tail plug proudly on display.\n\nOverall not the worst outcome, a good one, two maybe and two nos. That was until the fighting began.\n\nSam provided some sore of mental interface to send communications, a great ability to start us off. Tyler then materialised and whip and gave each of his companions a lash. Seemingly giving them all a power boost, though the assortment of moans that came with it had Tyler dropped from the publicically acceptable group.\n\nVirgil went at the front, tanking hits and protecting the rest, seemingly enjoying the punishment, his powers growing stronger as he threw himself in front of attacks. Keith was running in with amazing speed ethereal claws extending from his mitts and a disorientating bark putting the enemies on the back foot as he followed Sam's directions.\n\nJames seemed to be mostly support, flashing his panties to dazzle oppents, air kisses temporarily charms them and the like. But then as the enemies was defeated, James activated a restraining ability, a pink light glowing around the downed foes and then revealed them in tight latex suits not unlike Sam, though everything was in pink and each person was on their knees, arms bound behind their backs and thick chains connecting between their colllars, wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs.\n\nThe day was won but the managers sighed. Another team that would never see the light of day. The guys, coming down from the adrenaline were in differing stages of shame and embarrassment. Especially when they were brought to their new accommodation and it was revealed their costumes conformed to their inner desires.\n\nJames very insistent there must be a mistake until Tyler, did his job as peace maker and general mental support for the team. He took a firm hand with the group, taking the inner desire thing in stride and helped them all... accept it. Lets just say what happened next was kept out of the records with a simple footnote. Deviants will be deviants, add extra sound proofing to the new groups area."
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"content": "The pool party at Brad vandersen's house was the event of the summer! One last big party before campus life got into full swing and temperatures cooled down too much. And Vince and Nico had prepared the prank of the year!\n\nStacy White was the hottest girl in school. Tall and curvy, with an athletic figure, legs for days, and breasts nearly the size of her head, all natural double g cups, apparently, Stacy was always the center of attention, the blonde and busty volleyball star was incredibly popular, even if it seemed like she didn't date that much. Apparently she had some friends from high school who she was close with, but she hadn't dated that much since coming to university.\n\nWith painstaking research, they had discovered exactly what kind of swimsuit Stacy was wearing. She always seemed to pick suits that had built-in skirts on them, and they were really hoping to get her into something more revealing... Entirely revealing!\n\nAll they had to do was make a copy of her suit and switch it before she had a chance to change. Of course, the copy of her suit would be made out of *water soluble fabric...*\n\nStacy had wondered why Vince's sister seemed so keen to pull her away, especially to show her a couple of YouTube videos, but she was glad to be able to get a little bit of privacy in one of the guest rooms in order to change. She didn't want to have to change with the other girls, and she put on her hot red swimsuit with its included ruffle skirt, and she made her way out towards the pool.\n\nVince and Nico saw Stacy out on the deck, and they put their plan into motion, whipping up a cannonball contest amongst all of the other student athletes. When they made it boys versus girls, they knew that the bait was irresistible. The boys lacrosse and basketball teams all did Cannonballs into the Vandersen family pool, much to the whoops and cheering of the partying crowd. The girls wouldn't stand to be beaten, and one after another they took big leaps. into the water.\n\nStacy really got into the spirit of things, and she could feel all eyes on her, as she slipped off her 4-inch wedge sandals and padded barefoot towards the diving board. Every guy and girl at the party watched her long, tan, athletic legs carry her towards the ladder, her thick and athletic thighs shooting enticingly out of her red mini skirt. Her skirt rode low on her wide hips, accentuating her sexy hourglass figure. Her suit clung to her toned midriff, and it couldn't constrain the bouncing of her giant tits. Stacy actually seemed to enjoy attention, walking with a little extra bounce and giving everyone a gratuitous eye full of jiggling cleavage, as she made her way towards the ladder. Lots of guys seemed eager to catch a peek up her skirt as well, getting glimpses of her plump and firm heart-shaped rump. Stacy blushed a bit, hoping that they couldn't see *too much*...\n\nSteeling herself, Stacy struck a pose at the top of the diving board, raising her arms high above her head and cocking her hips, earning excited cheers from the crowd of students. Her Sonny blonde hair seemed to shine in the midday light, and her lightly tanned skin practically glowed. Her curvy, hourglass figure was perfectly silhouetted, and she smiled to herself, feeling hotter than ever. She made a running start and took a flying leap, curling herself into a ball in mid-air, splashing into the pool perfectly, sending a tsunami in every direction! She could hear the cheers of the crowd from underwater, and she was sure she'd taken the cannonball contest for the girls, or at least given her sex a good showing!\n\nAs Stacy swam toward the shallows of the pool, something felt wrong though... She started to rise up out of the water, but that was when she noticed that her swimsuit was starting to disintegrate! Somehow, it was dissolving in the water! Wave of panic gripped the blonde bombshell, as her suit seemed too ripple and washed away in the pool water, rapidly becoming ever so many little red threads and floating away with any trace of modesty she might have had.\n\nStacy was blushing furiously and clutching at her chest, trying to cover her breasts with one arm, but she was also trying to cover her crotch, perhaps vainly...\n\nVince and Nico had expected to get a look at Stacy's huge tits and hopefully catch a glimpse of her pussy, and they did. But that's not all they saw..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The problem with being a nymphomaniac while being a puberty Fairy was that she often went a bit to far with her charges. But a little more up top or a larger bulge never really hurt any body, right? | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Being the damsel in distress could get so boring after awhile! You can't blame her for wanting to make it a little more interesting! | [
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"content": "Princess Ashley lay on the tough, thin mattress that had acted as her bed for the past year. *One whole year,* she thought wearily. It was the only thing that kept her from sleeping on the cold, hard stone floor, and for that she was indeed quite grateful.\n\nShe'd spent months watching longingly out the window of her tall tower waiting for some gallant knight to appear. She'd spent weeks calling, screaming for help. Then she had to spend many more weeks in silence while her voice recovered. She had carefully inspected the locked iron door, searching for any possible weaknesses or flaws. She had pulled and pushed on every stone that made up her cell, scraped away every bit of dirt between the stones, meticulously scouring the room for even one tiny clue as to how she might be able to escape.\n\nBut there was no hope. The hole in her privy was too small to fit through (and the prospect of falling a hundred feet to die in a pile of her own excrement wasn't very appealing). The tiny hole in the door through which her food and drink were delivered was hardly big enough to fit her hand through. The bars over the window were too thick to bend.\n\nShe had tried *everything*.\n\nSo, she lay on the hard floor with only a soft pad to protect her from the hard stone, and she daydreamed. She dreamt of knights in shining armor *and* knights *not* in shining armor. She dreamt of rippling muscles, washboard abs, and... she blushed. Sometimes her daydreams reflected just how desperate she was to be rescued not just from the tower, but from her virginity.\n\nShe pulled up her dress and licked her fingers. She let out a bored sigh as she began rubbing herself for the second time that day.\n\n\"Ugh!\" she exclaimed, pounding her fists down on the mattress. She sat up, rolling her eyes and burying her face between her knees. She let out a long, loud scream, venting a lifetime of frustration and irritation that had begun long before her capture.\n\nShe knew her captor and she knew why he held her in the tower. She bait. Her evil step brother, Stu, had been banished from the kingdom, so he had kidnapped the princess and brought her here to lure the king into a trap. Only, the king never came. He had sent a knight once, but the knight was easily defeated.\n\nShe got up and marched to the iron door and began pounding on it loudly. She knew it would be meal time soon and she wanted to get *someone's* attention. She yelled and banged, screamed Stu's name, and kicked and screeched.\n\nFinally a gruff voice came from the other side. \"Hey!\" the man bellowed. \"Keep it down in there! I ain't paid enough to put up with that kind of noise!\"\n\n\"I *demand* to speak with Stu!\" she yelled.\n\n\"Ha ha ha!\" The man laughed heartily. \"Tough luck. He don't want nothin' to do with you.\" He unceremoniously shoved the bowl through the hole near the floor, spilling some of the watery soup.\n\n\"Please!\" she begged. \"I... I'll do anything!\"\n\nThere was a pause. \"Anything?\" he asked, intrigued.\n\n\"Yes!\" She exclaimed. \"You just have to promise I'll get to talk to Stu afterwards.\"\n\nA longer pause followed. \"Alright,\" the man said. She heard something unlatch and her heart jumped, but she was disappointed when a small opening about waist height appeared. There was some movement and soon a stubby, flaccid penis poked through along with some thick, black pubic hairs. \"Go on,\" the man said. \"But if you try anything stupid I'll come in there and beat ya until yer own mother won't recognize ya.\"\n\n\"Well,\" she said. \"OK,\" but you might want to let me speak with Stu first. I'm offering something much better, if I can only speak to him.\"\n\n\"Come on then,\" the man said impatiently. \"Give it a little suck and you'll get your audience with Stu.\"\n\n\"Don't you want to know what I'm offering?\"\n\n\"No,\" he said bluntly.\n\nShe let out a defeated sigh and approached the unimpressive dick she'd been presented with. She pulled her mattress over, folded it over once, and knelt on it by the door. There was a lightly putrid smell coming from the wrinkled mass of flesh, and before she got started she had to pick off bits of dirt and fuzz that were stuck to it.\n\n\"Oh come on then!\" he growled. \"Don't be so picky. I don't have all day.\"\n\nShe grasped it as best she could, though in its current state it didn't even extend halfway into her closed fist. When she gave it a squeeze it lengthened until it was almost as long as her palm was wide. It had been years since she'd seen a man like this up close. The last time was several years ago. She was quite young, and she had been flirting with a stable boy. He'd shown her his cock and she was positive it was bigger than this one. But she remembered what she'd done to get the milk from the boy, and so she took a deep breath and put the man's cock in her mouth.\n\nIf she didn't ignore the taste she was going to gag, so she quickly began sucking, pumping, and stroking with her lips to try to get him to produce some of the salty fluid that she knew would come before the milk. She rubbed her tongue on him aggressively, waiting for it to get firm, which she knew would make it easier.\n\nThe man shuddered, and she knew she was doing it right. She pulled long and hard, slowly dragging her lips along his shaft, letting the blood flow in to fuel the erection. However, it wasn't getting hard. She continued to suck, sliding the head around on her tongue, sucking it in as deep as it'd go (barely to the back of her tongue) and letting it drag along her tongue while he moaned and pounded on the door.\n\nAt the very last second she felt him begin to stiffen, but the sensation was instantly accompanied by cum weakly squirting into her mouth, settling on her tongue. She almost gagged but managed to discretely lean to the side and let it fall from her tongue onto the stone.\n\n\"Oh yeah,\" the man breathed. \"That was good, you little slut.\" He quickly retracted his limp cock, cum still dripping from the tip, and slammed the little door shut again, latching it closed. She heard him turn to leave.\n\n\"Wait! You said you'd let me talk to Stu!\"\n\n\"Yeah right,\" he laughed. \"That ain't happening.\"\n\n\"But I have a proposal!\" she cried. \"I'm a virgin! I wanted to make him a bet, and if I lose the bet *someone* in the castle will get to take my virginity!\"\n\nThere was a pause. \"I'll let him know,\" he said, as his footsteps began to ascend the long, winding staircase."
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"content": "“Is this really the first one? Couldn’t I do something less…”\n\n“Less what?”\n\n“Idk. I just feel like this is a huge step and it is going to change a lot of stuff between us”\n\n“Well, you did say you wanted to be more open. So we are giving it to you. Better to stay between us while starting”\n\n“Much rather would’ve flashed in a bridge to a bunch of cars”\n\n“Stop whining and undress yourself”\n\n“This is what I get for having a bunch of guy friends that I confessed this to”\n\n“No, this wasn’t their idea. They would’ve given you the flashing challenge. I came up with this”\n\n“You know… that makes a lot of sense… idk why I always felt like you were putting up a mask of the saint one even if you have done everything in the book. Including petty theft”\n\n“Well… you shouldn’t have said it in front of me. Now strip your body so we can strip your soul”\n\n“Ngl… that was hot”\n\n“Shut up, Martyn. You aren’t the one stripping naked”\n\n“I don’t think I’m interested in you anymore, Betty. More interested in Sally now because of those bars”\n\n“Fuck you” \n\nAs Betty undressed all the guys crossed their legs and Sally uncrossed her’s. She bit her lip with a grin and Betty took off her underwear revealing her modest breasts and ass before taking a sit.\n\n“Let’s get this over with”\n\n“Ok, me first. Biggest dildo you have inserted on you”\n\n“Seriously?”\n\n“I’m not playing around, Betty. I planned on taking these guys to a show… and you are going to give it to them”\n\n“Why didn’t you flash your tits then?”\n\n“Nah, I may be perverted… but I’m not a slut like you”\n\n“Fair enough… 4 inches”\n\n“Wait that’s it?”\n\n“Shut up, Martyn. Your’s isn’t even 3 long”\n\n“How the fuck do you know that?!”\n\n“Uh…”\n\n“Damn, Betty. I didn’t expect you to be this lame. You disappoint me. Spying on Martyn to get some yet you can’t even handle a 4 incher? Might as well do it with him cause that’s all you can get”\n\n“Fuck you, Sally… no one asked your opinion” she crossed her arms.\n\n“Nuh uh. Nipples have to be visible. You can crossed your arms but do it under those chicken breasts”\n\n“Ok, now you are insulting my boobs!”\n\n“Didn’t you ask for this?”\n\n“Fine” she lowered her arms to accentuate her boobs by pushing them up.\n\n“That’s what I like to see. Now. Maximum setting in a vibrator”\n\n“3”\n\n“Yeah… you might as well be better off fucking Martyn”\n\n“Hey!”\n\n“I’m sensitive ok?”\n\n“How much? Clothing is a problem? Cause you didn’t have much on you and you were immediately wet after taking off your panties”\n\n“I… usually don’t wear underwear and use thing clothing… almost always you can see the nipples but I use a soft sweater to hide them… sometimes”\n\n“We have an exhibitionist here. How many times did you use a skirt without panties at campus?”\n\n“Everyday”"
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"content": "With sweat beading at his brow, Ryan Miller, nervously sat in his car, attempting to prove his prowess on the road. His driving proctor, Lisa Jones, had a piercing emerald gaze that bore into him. Blonde hair tied back, her full lips slightly pursed as she assessed him. The air of the car held the tension, fueled by Ryan's adolescent nervousness and Lisa's unrelenting scrutiny.\n\nGrinning confidently, he blurted out, \"This is easy.\" The young stud was eager to get this over with so he could make it over to his girlfriend's place. With his license in tow, he pictured himself as free as a bird, ready to spread his wings.\n\nLisa, unimpressed by his bravado, dryly retorted, \"Last phase of the test. I need to test how you drive while distracted. You should keep circling the block, right turns only. Don't stop till you finish. Once you're done, you can pull into the DMV and park.\"\n\nConfusion tucked his brows together as he asked, \"Until I finish what exactly?\"\n\nIn reply, Lisa leaned in towards him, her hand lowering to his crotch. In one swift, practiced motion, she unzipped his fly and he felt a sudden shift in temperature as his cock was exposed to the cool car interior.\n\nObjections tumbled from his lips. \"Hey, I have a girlfriend!\" Ryan's heart pounded in his chest as Lisa ignored his stammers, her hand wrapping around his hardening cock, stroking him firmly. “All the more reason for the importance of this test,” Lisa coolly responded, her mouth descending on his cock with a warm wetness that had him gasping.\n\nThe usually bustling city block suddenly seemed to blur into a mirage as he tried to drive while Lisa took him deeper into her mouth. His hands clenched the steering wheel like a lifeline. Every stroke of her tongue on his shaft sent a jolt of pleasure that snaked its way up his spine, his hips involuntarily thrusting into the heat of her mouth.\n\nHe could hear the low rumbling sound of the car engine mixing with the heavy pants escaping his lips, the smell of leather seats, and the faint scent of her perfume. His full focus was on her wet mouth sliding up and down his shaft, her hand teasing his balls. His heart pounded in his ears as he fought for control of the car.\n\nRyan barely noticed the red light ahead until he hit the brake, the jolt forward sending a wave of sensation through him. His cock twitched inside Lisa's mouth as he came hard, gripping the wheel tight to keep from swerving. The sharp kick of his orgasm had his throat tight, a low animalistic grunt echoing in the car.\n\nLisa, unphased, sucked every drop of cum from him, not a single bead wasted. Catching her breath, she sat back up in her seat, lips glistening with his release. “Excellent driving. You can pull into the DMV now.”\n\nAs the shock faded, Ryan shook himself out of the afterglow, pulling into the DMV parking lot. Breathless, his cheeks were burning as Lisa's words echoed in his ears, the meaning of the words slowly sinking in, he had passed!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [META] y’all really like pairing futas with guys. What’s up with that? | [
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"content": "Honestly I think most of the fetishes on here are super duper lop-sided.\n\nI have a foot fetish and a tickle fetish, but I also like seeing women in humiliating positions and I have seen like 2 of 3 foot fetishy stuff over the last year, no tickle fetish stuff and a lot of men getting pegged or CFNM which I find a huge turn-off. Also cuckoldry where for some reason a woman cheats on her husband/boyfriend with a woman which gets old...\n\nIt might actually be why I like writing from a female perspective these days. I found every male perspective to be so similar and generic and plus it gives me control over the woman in ways I didn't think possible. Not to say I don't like third-person, but I feel female protagonists more interesting to write for then generic male guy who fucks a woman.\n\nEh, to each their own though."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "HOW FUCKING DENSE ARE YOU!?!" Your goth squadmate screams at you "I'VE BEEN DROPPING HINTS THAT I LIKE YOU FOR THE PAST 6 MONTHS, I HAVE BEEN SENDING YOU PICTURES OF ME IN SEXY LINGERIE EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I FUCKING HATE THOSE" | [
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"content": "Write a story using this writing prompt: \"HOW FUCKING DENSE ARE YOU!?!\" Your goth squadmate screams at you \"I'VE BEEN DROPPING HINTS THAT I LIKE YOU FOR THE PAST 6 MONTHS, I HAVE BEEN SENDING YOU PICTURES OF ME IN SEXY LINGERIE EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I FUCKING HATE THOSE\""
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"content": "“I mean… there a lot of women that bait and a lot of women that just pose like that and a lot of women that try and get shit from men because of it and a lot women that do a lot of fucked up shit”\n\n“Oh so I’m like “a lot of women”?”\n\n“I didn’t mean it like that. Either way… I do like you”\n\n“Then WHY?”\n\n“I thought you were a lesbian and were just teasing me. I’m not exactly someone you’d see with a goth so I thought you were just being extravagant with me because you know I like your style”\n\nHe promptly got slapped in the face\n\n“Deserved”\n\n“You fucking idiot” she kissed him in the same cheek she slapped “sorry…”\n\n“It’s ok… I did you dirty there”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A magic board game that causes the players to perform a variety of sexual acts. | [
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"content": "[*Decided to make this a continuation of [this](reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/16sel48/wp_when_a_group_of_friends_bought_some_kinky_sex/k297m5d/) previous earlier post of mine. If you haven't read it, I highly recommend you read it first!*]\n\nThe doorbell rang. Brett jumped up from the couch and ran to the door. As he pulled the door open Pete exploded through the door and almost tackled him, pulling him into a massive bear hug.\n\n\"Hey!\" he cried, squeezing the air from Brett's lungs. \"It's been too long!\" It *had* been a while. Although they'd had an *amazing* time last time they were together, a part of Brett always felt a little weirded out about having them over again.\n\nMary and Amanda walked in behind him. Brett's heart jumped when he saw Amanda.\n\nPete slugged Brett on the arm. \"Hey,\" he said, laughing. \"Remember that night with the dice?\"\n\nBrett quickly glanced back at Amanda to see if there was any reaction from her. \"Of course,\" he said nervously. \"How could I forget?\" He felt a cold sweat coming on. Amanda looked at him with a half smirk. He blinked, then regretted it. *Did she just wink at me?* He felt short of breath.\n\n\"Well you'll never guess,\" Pete continued. \"The store where we got those dice... it showed back up! I saw it just now on the way over!\"\n\n\"Wow,\" Brett said sarcastically. \"So neat.\" The truth was, he *loved* the dice and he had been dying to go back to the store, but it had vanished the day after he bought the dice.\n\n\"So I stopped in and picked up a game for us to play tonight.\" Pete said, proudly. \"That same cashier lady was there. She asked me to say hi to you.\" He winked playfully. \"Hey, have you used those dice at all since that night?\"\n\nBrett rolled his eyes. \"What game did you bring?\"\n\nPete looked to Mary who was carrying a box under her arm. She quickly whipped it around to present the box art to Brett. He laughed out loud. The box was light pink with big letters saying, \"Love Game\" surrounded by little hearts. It looked *incredibly* cheesy.\n\n\"Seriously?\" Brett asked, his heart pounding. \"We are *not* doing that. After what those dice did to us... No. Just no.\"\n\n\"Come on!\" Mary insisted. \"I thought it was fun last time. I only regret that we weren't *all\" more... involved.\" She bit her lip and looked over at Amanda, who blushed.\n\n\"Guys,\" Brett pleaded. \"It didn't make you even *a little* uncomfortable?\"\n\nAmanda's head was down, but her eyes shot up expectantly to meet Brett's gaze. \"No,\" she said. \"And you didn't seem that uncomfortable either.\"\n\nBrett's heart went wild remembering the taste of her pussy. His mind was racing while his stomach rolled around in agony.\n\n\"Well,\" he said, tentatively. \"I mean... if *everyone* else wants to.\"\n\nMary squealed with delight and Pete gave him a big smack on the back. Brett looked at Amanda who was smiling.\n\nThey cleared out a space on the floor and sat around the board while Mary read the rules out loud. They were written in *very* broken English.\n\nHolding back laughter she read, \"Sit opposite your distasteful experience and ensure that your neighbors are sexy. If you are man, only sit next to man if you like that dick.\" She broke, laughing to the point of tears, then took some deep breaths. \"Make token selection first. On player turn roll dice and move. Draw card. Perform sexual misconduct act. First to center of board may experience ultimate sexual release. Losers do not cum.\"\n\nThrough tears, Pete managed to say, \"seems simple enough to me!\" They arranged themselves around the board with the guys and girls across from each other so that their \"neighbors\" were the opposite gender, then they selected their tokens and arranged them at the edges of the board, as indicated by the markings.\n\n\"Who goes first?\" Amanda asked, looking at Mary.\n\n\"Hey man,\" Brett said to Pete. \"I don't know how this is supposed to go, but I won't do anything to your girlfriend unless...\"\n\n\"Don't worry about it man,\" he said. \"We're all adults and we know what we're getting into with these kinds of games.\" His eyes got wide, \"plus, if this is anything like those dice of yours, you may not have much of a *choice*.\" He laughed maniacally and Brett rolled his eyes.\n\nMary reached over and smacked his back. \"It's cool Brett,\" she said reassuringly. \"It's not like you'll get to cum in me anyway, the rules said losers don't get to cum!\" They all laughed.\n\n\"So who goes first?\" Amanda asked again.\n\n\"Oh,\" Mary said, scanning the rules. \"The rules don't say. I guess maybe since we're at Brett's place, he can go first.\"\n\nBrett looked around at the group, but avoided eye contact with Amanda. He picked up the dice, rattled them in his fist, then dropped them. He got to move his token ahead seven spaces and he drew a card from the pile.\n\nHe read the card out loud. \"Neighbor on right requires nipple stimulation while neighbor on left fondles your crotch privates. Perform for one minute.\"\n\nMary started laughing but her eyes went wide when her shirt and bra suddenly disappeared. She looked around, whipping her short hair around and gasping. She arched her back and forcefully presented her chest to Brett, who was just as mysteriously completely nude from the waist down. Amanda let out a worried whimper as her hand was pulled involuntarily toward Brett's crotch.\n\nBrett got on his knees and began sucking on one of Mary's nipples while rolling and pinching the other between two fingers. He felt Amanda's cold, dainty fingers grasping his balls and playing with them, her fingers reaching up and tugging on his dick occasionally. He sucked harder and rubbed her nipple with his tongue, widening his lips to get more of her soft breast tissue in his mouth. He tried to pull away, but found that his mouth was as attached to her breast as his own cock was to his crotch. He began to panic but the squishy, delightful feel of her breasts calmed him and instead he cupped the other breast and held it comfortably, rolling her hardening nipple between his thumb and forefinger.\n\nAfter a minute he felt Amanda's fingers slide away from his hard cock and linger on his balls a bit before pulling away completely. He gave Mary's nipple a playful nibble with his teeth, then pulled on both of them before sitting back down.\n\n\"Wow,\" he said, looking down at his boner. \"That was...\"\n\nAmanda piped up. \"Weird, right? That was weird. Like, did you guys feel like you were *forced* to do any of that stuff?\" She sounded a bit concerned.\n\nMary nodded, her eyes still wide. \"Yeah, but... I didn't really mind.\" She smiled.\n\nAmanda let out a nervous chuckle. \"I guess it's my turn then?\" The group nodded.\n\nShe picked up the dice and rolled. Double sixes. She moved forward twelve spaces and drew a card.\n\nReading out loud, she said, \"Neighbor on left wants penetration but gets hand job only. Neighbor on right gets penetration. One minute. No cum.\"\n\nAgain, instantaneously Amanda's pants vanished and she quickly found herself on her knees. Pete's pants were gone as well and Amanda's hand shot out to his crotch. Brett was already hard and already missing any clothes below the waist, and he found himself on his knees between Amanda's legs before he knew what was happening.\n\nHe saw Pete smiling as Amanda began tugging and playing with his cock. Briefly he felt a pang of jealousy but quickly shook it off.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Ballet heel boots, corsets and hobble skirts become fashionable to wear in office by business women. | [
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"content": "Ashley wasn't *normally* one to follow the trends, *especially* fashion trends, but something about this one drew her in.\n\nIt was a new job to her. She'd been working from home for so long, she forgot what it was like to work around people every day. In the beginning she'd worried about getting bored working in an office, but this fashion trend injected some much needed excitement.\n\nIt wasn't the *what* that was exciting, it was the blatant, overt, universally accepted *why* that made it exciting.\n\n*Everyone* who wore the ensemble knew *exactly* why they wore it.\n\nShe pointed her toes and pulled the long ballet heel boot on. The way it kept her foot pointed straight down promised to be uncomfortable, but the way her knees were pressed together by the hobble skirt she already knew discomfort would be a given. She laced up the boot and tied it tight.\n\nHer modest bust bulged against the embrace of the corset as she shakily stood. She held her arms out for balance, then looked in the mirror and smiled. With such tiny tits she wasn't used to seeing cleavage on her chest, and her petite frame really benefitted from the extra inches the boots gave her. She turned to the side, admiring the devastating curves the outfit emphasized on her already athletic body.\n\nYes, work was going to be *exciting* today.\n\nShe took her first steps and nearly rolled her ankle, then laughed realizing it would be *impossible* actually roll her ankle in these boots, but she did nearly tumble to the floor. The meaning of \"hobble skirt\" became abundantly clear as she shakily put one foot in front of the other, her hips swaying wildly from side to side, the hard boots clapping noisily against her hard floors.\n\nShe felt like a sexy giraffe on stilts at first, but by the time she arrived at the office she knew *exactly* who she was going to *hobble* past. Her boss, a man twice her age who had already been eyeing her before the fashion trend had exploded, was going to get laid, and *she* was going to be the one to do it.\n\nShe didn't even go to her desk. She saw him in the hall by his office door and picked up her wobbly pace, letting the tiny contact point of the boots rock her steps side to side as she slowly, deliberately lost her balance. She timed it perfectly, dramatically flailing her arms as she tumbled directly in front of her boss, her armpit in his face as he scrambled to reach out and catch her.\n\nIt was the perfect moment. His arm was around her bare shoulders, his nose practically in her cleavage, and his eyes wide with surprise. \"Oh!\" she exclaimed clumsily. \"Thank you!\"\n\nHe helped her to her feet. \"I don't know why all you ladies are wearing such a ridiculous getup,\" he said, staring at her breasts.\n\n*Yes you do,* she thought with a smirk. \"I... think I need to sit down,\" she said, seductively raising her forearm to her brow. She waltzed into his office and collapsed onto a couch he had just inside the door.\n\nHe stepped in after her and closed the door. She grinned. He walked past her, but kept his eyes on her, scanning her curves, lapping up her shapes. He was about to sit at his desk when she let out a sigh. \"Do you think you could help me out of these boots for a moment?\" she asked innocently. \"I've been walking in them too long.\"\n\nHe walked over and got on a knee at her feet. He looked up at her. \"You know, it is important to wear office appropriate clothing. If you can't walk around in these safely, I am going to have to insist that you not wear them to work.\" He started pulling at the laces, expertly loosening them from top to bottom.\n\n\"Oh, you're really good at that,\" she noted.\n\n\"Yeah, I wore long military boots for years. I've done this a few times.\" He began sliding the first boot from her long, slender leg. The hand nearest the top of the boot had a couple fingers hanging off the edge, sliding along her smooth, perfectly formed calf. She heard him inhale sharply before beginning to loosen the other.\n\n\"I imagine it's *a little* different removing these ones,\" she said slyly. He looked up at her with wide eyes and she winked at him.\n\nHe looked back down quickly and slid the other off, this time his hand blatantly gliding along her calf without touching the boot at all.\n\nShe tried to pry her knees apart, and let out a frustrated \"humph.\" She pouted. \"This skirt *really* agrees with my...\" she eyed him seductively. \"Well it makes my butt look amazing,\" she smiled. \"But my knees are getting chafed rubbing together so much. Do you mind if I take a break from wearing it too?\"\n\nHe stared into the black void through the narrow space between her knees, a view she had conveniently positioned right in his face. His mouth opened to speak, but he said nothing. She arched her back and reached behind to unzip the skirt, but made a show of struggling to get it done.\n\nHe quickly stood up and said, \"Here, let me help you.\"\n\nShe rolled over and presented her ass to him and he slowly pulled the zipper down along the round, delicious curve of her ass, resting one hand on her ass cheek as though serendipitously. \"Oh thank you,\" she said, rolling back over and pulling the skirt down over her knees.\n\nHe'd seen her bare ass cheeks and thought perhaps she was wearing a thong, but when she pulled the skirt off and spread her legs to stretch, he saw that she simply hadn't been wearing underwear at all, and he began to drool.\n\nShe took a deep breath and winced. \"Oh,\" she said, \"now this darned corset is the last thing preventing me from relaxing.\" She pouted and rotated at the hips to present her back to him. \"Please?\" she asked, as cute as she could manage.\n\nHe deftly loosened the ribbon until it began to slip down on its own. She stood and let it fall past her hips onto the floor. She collapsed back down on the couch and looked up at him with a playful seduction that caused a bulge to appear quickly over his crotch.\n\nShe patted the cushion next to her and he sat down. \"Much better,\" she said. \"Now I think *you* need to relax too.\"\n\nShe turned to him and unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out an already hard cock, a long thin string of icy cool precum trailing from the tip. \"Oh my,\" she said. \"Let me get that for you.\" She leaned over and licked it, then kissed the tip, cradling his erection in her small, gentle hands.\n\nHe reached out and slid his hand down along her back until it rested on her ass. She slid him into her mouth as he stretched and grabbed one of her ass cheeks, his middle finger poking into her wet pussy. He let out a long sigh as she sucked. He gave her a couple squeezes then stretched even further, leaning into her and slipping his finger inside her slick hole.\n\nHe was already so hard, and she didn't want to *waste* any of her boss's time, so she got up and crawled onto him, straddling his waist and hunching her shoulders to kiss him. She guided his cock inside, feeling him filling her beautifully as she lowered her hips onto his lap. He kissed her passionately and eagerly, moaning through their locked lips as she began to grind slowly and sensually, her abdomen bending gracefully through the rippling waves she made with her body. She felt his member rocking forward and back inside her, getting stiffer as he built toward orgasm.\n\nShe was *incredibly* turned on and could feel herself tightening on his cock as she felt him prepare to unload. He gasped for air and she smiled, biting down on his lower lip and tugging on it while he groaned and his cock began pulsing deep inside of her. She rocked her hips more rapidly, feeling his whole body shudder under her command. He pulled a long, aggressive kiss from her, still moaning and twitching as he continued to erupt inside of her, tiny convulsions flickering through his body making her glow with pride.\n\nShe got up, giving him one more kiss as she pulled the corset back on and awkwardly reached behind her back to tie it tight again. She wriggled into the skirt feeling his thick cum trickle down her thigh. She sat on the couch again, her thigh pressing against his. She could feel the cum pooling in the skirt between her legs as she pulled each boot on and tightened the laces.\n\nThe whole time her boss sat sprawled on the couch like a ragdoll, just breathing and staring up at the ceiling. She got up, bent over to give him one more long, passionate kiss on the lips, and walked out, walking *much* more confidently than before."
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"content": "I apprehensively scanned the room, a blaring rosy blush blatantly plastered across my face. I was still panting softly, my heart-beat elevated from... prior events. It seemed to be getting worse and worse each day...\n\nI was relieved to see no one inhabited my office, and with a sigh of relief I returned to my desk. A modest stack of paperwork occupied an entire third of the space available upon my desk, with my modest writing utensils, desk decorations and other objects were grouped neatly, yet in a manner appearing rather cramped.\n\nAdministrative work is an unbelievable pain... approving or rejecting development plans, building ordinances, merchant permits, all sorts of licenses... the worst of it is undoubtedly *anything* having to do with the Arcane College... As the mayor of a simple village, I can barely fathom what leaders of larger towns or cities have to sift through every minute of the day... And I shudder to think of the maelstrom of paperwork that stampedes through the capital city.\n\n\"Lady Lancia! Sorry I'm late! The fishermen guild went stark raving mad about the recent Arcane College coastal maritime expedition. Said that their 'relic hunting' was scaring the fish away somehow...\"\n\nMy handsome, capable, dependable, and handsome assistant Milo marched into my office with an excited smile on his handsome face. A pale visage hidden under that silky yet softly waving blonde hair. Shimmering blue eyes behind those adorably sizable and round glasses. He was dressed in a slim blue tunic, white sleeves rolled up and clutching a group of scrolls and letters.\n\nI was so excited to see him. Always the light of my day. His can-do attitude, his optimism, his toned body... his presence was something that constantly and consistently lifted my spirits... in several ways... him being near me was obviously the sweetest of treats... but often I find myself pondering scenarios where we are more than civil servants shuffling paper and stamps about the office...\n\nI imagine his warm, manly hand cupping the supple, soft skin of my pale cheek. Running his fingers through my snowy-white hair... my lavender eyes gazing into his as he tears away my garments to reveal the most delicate parts of me... where takes my...\n\nI had to stop there. Thinking too far is... dangerous. I managed to climb away from those increasingly lurid thoughts and focus on the news Milo had brought me.\n\n\"Y-yes... something about the long-range echo-location magic having negative effects on their brain chemistry... I'm not even going to pretend to know how it works...\" I spoke, trying to at least postulate how it works mentally, if only to distract myself from the less professional sections of my mind.\n\nBut it was no use. Like an assassin, the thoughts of Milo and I engaging in inappropriate activities continued to strike down everything else in my brain with lethal efficiency. All I could think about was Milo. Milo's face, Milo's naked body, Milo's voice... Milo's tongue on my...\n\nMy hand's drifted to my nethers, and I couldn't resist rubbing my hand against myself. My legs quivered, my hips tensed and constricted. I was squirming in my seat, breath nearly escaping my mouth in huffs as I stared at the studious, dedicated man before me. Did I mention how handsome he was? Because he is. He had a handsome face that I wanted to mash my...\n\nI felt so helpless and ashamed. Not only from the fact that I had lost count of how many times I had done this today alone, but that now... I couldn't help but do it in front of him. Of course my desk was in the way, but as soon as he sees me, he'd know something's wrong.\n\n\"Uh... Lady Lancia... are you alright...?\" Milo offered a concerned stare to me. His genuine worry, his clueless concern, it was too cute.\n\nI couldn't think, all of my blood was rushing to *that place*. I had no energy to lie or construct any sort of façade. I **need** to alleviate this. I **need** Milo. **Now**.\n\n\"No... Milo, I need your help... please... help me...\" I pleaded, rubbing faster underneath the desk.\n\nMilo stood up, his concern intensifying and his attention laser focused on me. \"I-I'll call a doctor!\" He proclaimed. Of course, from my body language he surely thought I was afflicted with some foul disease.\n\n\"No, I need you, Milo! I need your body! Please...!\"\n\nHe could see it all, now. My trembling legs, my tensing hips, and needless to say...\n\nMy engorged, rampant erection pulsating violently between them all. Pre-cum leaking from my thick scarlet tip. Veins trailing along its length. A smooth, hairless ball-sack beneath, heavy with thick loads ready to be fired. My sopping wet cunt beneath that, slick and hungering.\n\nHe was staring at it, with his shocked and inquisitive eyes. I could tell he was mystified, entranced... just as I was when I looked at any part of him. He swallowed, his sight shifting between my cock and my face.\n\n\"M-my body...?\" He nearly groaned, as if the thought alone of my shaft invading him sent a shiver up his spine. Like it did to me. Picturing my penis sliding down inside his ass and spreading him open forced a twitch in my member.\n\nI nodded, pressing my hips against his side, rubbing his pants with my erection. \"I-If you don't want to... I understand... but... there's no one else I trust more than you, Milo.\"\n\nHe offered a strangle, but still adorable, concoction of a smile and a grimace. No doubt he had mixed feelings, including pride and apprehension... \"If it helps Lady Lancia... I'll do it.\"\n\n======================\n\n\"Ahhhnn...! Milo... you're so tight...!\" I moaned in absolute delight as I plunged my rod inside his ass. The lubricant I had stored away in the bottom drawer of my desk was slathered about his entrance. Some of the liquid was dipped further inside him, while another portion brimmed and pooled out around my cock.\n\n\"Hnngh... ah... fuck...\" He groaned, restraining himself. Or at least trying to. He let out little gasp after timid little gasp as my girth filled him. I found this side of Milo so adorable... I wanted more. I wanted to hear his moans more.\n\nDeeper I delved inside his rectum, slowly shoving my meat down his slick hole until my nuts touched his own. Reaching from behind, I claimed his cock with my digits, offering it a gentle rub from the tip all the way down to the base.\n\n\"Mmmhm... it's all the way inside... Milo. I'm gonna start moving now, okay?\"\n\nIt seemed Milo found it difficult to speak, and instead nodded with his head burried in a couch throw-pillow. Grabbing his ass with my free hand, I dug out of his backside, pulling my shaft out of him until I could see the wet red sheen of my cock-head, only to plunge back in and smack his butt with my plump pale thighs. I was met with a load groan from him, along with the sight of semen spilling from his pecker.\n\n\"Ah, Milo... you like it rough and sudden, don't you? Okay, Lancia will rail your ass-pussy super hard then!\" I declared with a drunken giddiness before I once again slowly drew away, only to shoot my hips forward again, clapping his cheeks with the meat of my lap. Again, and again, and again... Once more, twice... I was thrusting thunderously into him, launching my body against his and lodging my meat far into his anal cavity, knocking against his prostate with each and every lurch forward.\n\nMilo's pained groans soon became subtle huffs of pleasure, and before long he stopped trying to restrain his voice, allowing me to hear his ecstatic moans. Moans prompted each time I pressed his prostate with the tip of my rod.\n\n\"I'm gonna cum, Milo...! Please, take every drop!\" I nearly shouted as my climax encroached. With one last slam into his ass, I exploded inside him. Sinking a hefty gush of steaming hot girl-cum into him, filling his crevice with my seed. With a drunken smile, I let out a positively elated moan. Finally, the itch that I just couldn't quite scratch was subdued... at least, for my cock.\n\nI slumped back onto the couch, spent shaft wilting in one hand, while the other toyed with my neglected and drenched vagina. Seeing Milo brimming with my seed slightly rejuvenated my fading erection.\n\n\"Ahh... Milo, thank you... you're such a sweet and lovely boy... for enduring my cock, here's a reward.\" I offered, pressing up against my sack so that Milo could view the pussy beneath."
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"content": "Laila gulped. She felt a cold sweat coming on. *Not this again,* she thought. Her mind flashed back to 8th grade when she had first discovered her... quirk. It wasn't really a kink, or at least, it didn't start out as a kink. But if she ever managed to break out of her shell enough to get a boyfriend, she certainly had an idea of some things they could try...\n\n\"Geez, why do you look so scared?\" Wade towered over her and glared. He was *supposed* to be training her to prepare salads, but instead he was relentlessly teasing her for being so quiet. \"I *said* quit looking at the floor because it's not *going* anywhere!\"\n\n\"Please,\" she pleaded, her voice shaking. She could already feel the aching fire of pleasure deep in her groin. \"Don't bully me or...\" She faded and stared harder at the greasy floor.\n\n\"Or *what*, *princess*?\" he sneered.\n\nA tremor of pleasure jolted her body and she caught herself in a wide stance, wide eyed but worried. She couldn't look him in the face. The tingling, slow burning pang of orgasm was pooling between her hips, ready to burst at any moment.\n\n\"What the heck is wrong with you? Are you some kind of *freak*?\" He asked, his voice aggressive and rude.\n\nThat was enough. Her eyes rolled and she gripped the side of the industrial sink and her knees buckled. She let out a long, whining moan, her shaking chest modulating her moan while her pussy throbbed deep and strong. She pulled her knees together and put her other hand on the sink, trying to pull herself back up to her feet as they slid away from her while her whole body writhed and shuddered.\n\n\"Oh!\" Wade exclaimed, his eyes bulging. \"Oh, wow! Yikes! You really *are* a freak!\" He turned and jogged away while those last biting words caused Laila to cry out and gasp, lightning bolts of pleasure shooting out from her overstimulated pleasure organs, echoing through her whole body as she convulsed and jerked.\n\nWith great, heaving breaths she finally pulled herself to her feet, aftershocks of pleasure still rippling through her, making her inhale sharp, stuttering breaths. She trembled, holding her breath, then releasing it slowly, puffing her cheeks out.\n\n*I don't know how I'm ever going to make it in fast food,* she realized, thinking of all the hateful things angry customers would undoubtedly yell at her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: While biking you crash into another biker, landing on top of them in quite a... *Compromising position....* | [
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"content": "Lisa was late for class, and she raced as hard as she could, a far cry for her normal leisurely bike ride around campus. Frequently, she would have taken the sidewalks and foot paths, even if it was a little naughty to do so, but now she was actually taking the streets. She wasn't used to riding so fast, and she didn't realize she was going the wrong way, not until her bicycle came to a sudden halt, and she didn't!\n\nThe petite blonde went sailing through the air, doing a surprisingly rapid end over and flip, her red sundress briefly giving everyone a flash not only of her slender and shapely legs, but also her pink cotton panties. Her small breasts actually escaped from her dress, as it shifted out of place, and she came to rest against a soft but surprisingly unyielding obstacle.\n\nAlicia had flipped over the handlebars of her bike and landed in the lap of the motorcyclist behind the tiny Smart car she'd run into.\n\nEvelyn had been feeling pretty good this morning. The busty goth looked especially hot in her corset inspired leather jacket and her black lace-up jeans. She was out for a leisurely cruise on her witchcraft and skull themed bike, not expecting anything out of the ordinary, at least not until a petite blonde in a red dress came flying through the air and landed in her lap!\n\nLisa I found herself straddling someone, when she opened her eyes, And she was surprised to find herself gazing into the deep green eyes of a raven haired stranger. She was equally surprised to be feeling her own small breasts squished against that same strangers' massive melons. There was another surprise though. Lisa thought she might have landed on some sort of protrusion from the motorcycle, but that lump was the wrong texture to be metal, even as hard as it was... It would seem that the girl she was straddling had a distinctive bulge in her pants. Lisa squirmed in place, looking down, and the stranger blushed and gave her a knowing look. It would seem that this goth biker was a futa!\n\nEvelyn revved her engine, sending vibrations through the frame of the bike which seemed to excite the blondie on top of her. Lisa hugged herself too her new acquaintance, and the two shared a look. Both feeling naughty, Evelyn held eye contact with the blonde, as she reached down and unlaced the front of her jeans, letting her thick pink cock spring out. It was a heavy and plump 6 in, which she quickly started to conceal underneath the blondes skirt. Evelyn squirmed towards her, straddling her on the bike in the middle of the street, and the two both decided to pull men's panties aside and Evelyn's cock slipped in.\n\nIt was kind of wild, both of them secretly having sex on Evelyn's bike in public. Evelyn could feel her own pussy, just beneath her cock, starting to get juicier, both because of vibrations and because of the ultra acute girl currently Riding her cock. Lisa's pussy was tight and hungry, gripping at Evelyn and squeezing her as they rode, seeming to respond to every motion of the bike and every move Evelyn made.\n\nLisa gripped onto Evelyn's neck and started to kiss and suck at the side of her face, moaning and grinding her hips on Evelyn's lap. She could feel her stiff clit rubbing against Evelyn's jeans through her panties, and the feeling of the futanari goth's thick cock stretching her full felt divine, especially combined with the way that the bike was shaking and pulsing.\n\nEvelyn turned down a sleepy side street, all the better to draw out the ride, as she started to buck her hips a bit, fucking the blonde strangers tight and wanton pussy while luxuriating in the sensuous vibes of the engine.\n\nLisa started to play with this goth chicks breasts, groping and squeezing them through her top, sticking her hand down into one of the cups and teasing the other girl's nipple. She brought her mouth to the bikers, and the two made out sensuously, both getting hotter all the while.\n\nIt wasn't long before Lisa felt herself reaching a point of no return, and she started to climax hard on Evelyn's cock, squeezing the other girl between her thighs and writhing around on top of her, a blush passing over her skin, as she lost control.\n\nEvelyn let herself go and popped inside Lisa's pussy, pumping her full of creamy futa cum. She pumped what felt like pints of sweet white seed into the other girl's womb, her own pussy starting to pulse and clench in sympathy with her cock. She had to stop and pull over, as she could barely even keep her eyes open as she climaxed so hard, sperm seeming to pump endlessly into the other girl, as Evelyn's ceaseless orgasm kept going.\n\nThe two exchange numbers, at some point, along the ride. Lisa was very, very late to class. And that wasn't the only way she was late either...\n\nIt was about 3 months later when Lisa's slim waistline was starting to get a bit thicker, her flat tummy just barely starting to dome outward, as she first started to swell visibly pregnant. When she saw the effect that her pregnancy had on Evelyn, she decided to start showing her tummy off! This led to the second time the two had sex in public, secretly, in the stacks of the library. They couldn't keep their hands off of each other, even as Lisa's belly got bigger and bigger, her small breasts starting to fatten up as well, as her pregnancy progressed. She had a sister who wanted to adopt, and she couldn't wait to help her sister grow her family. As for Evelyn, Evelyn just loved watching her new fuck buddy grow bigger and bigger, and she couldn't wait to knock her up again!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An all female adventuring party strikes a deal with a horny dragon... | [
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"content": "\"Alright Raya, you said you were going to seduce the dragon, you get to do the talking.\"\n\n\"I wasn't... How am I supposed to... I didn't know what else to say!\" The elvish bard whispered.\n\n\"Well, you got his attention, so figure it out!\" The fighter hissed back. She shoved Raya forward, into the center of the cave.\n\nRaya hastily started to improvise a speech with the little she knew of dragon etiquette. \"Ahem! Your, um, draconic mightines We are awestruck by your handsome form, your vast hoard, and your, um... impressive manhood? It's, uh... much bigger and sexier than any man of any species we've met. I can see why you'd want a captive princess to take care of that.\"\n\nShe wasn't lying. Ashlord Eshathul was quite large and imposing for a dragon, but the thing that really stood out to them was his cock, a huge, throbbing thing that was longer than her arm. She supposed the dragon must have had some sort of shapeshifting magic, because its full size surely would have broken any woman in half. They'd arrived just as the dragon was about to ravish the kidnapped princess, and his cock was fully erect. It was impossible to look at anything else.\n\nThe dragon looked down at the bard, leaning close enough that she could feel its hot breath. \"You flatter me, morsel. What is it that you want?\"\n\n\"Um... well, wouldn't it be better if you had a *willing* vessel for your lust? As a bard, I'm trained in many exotic arts. If you release your captive then I'm sure I could give you an even more memorable night than whatever you had planned.\"\n\n\"One night would hardly be a worthwhile trade for a princess who could serve me for years. Perhaps you'd like to stay in her place?\"\n\n\"No, I can't do that, my team...\"\n\nThe dragon moved even closer, its teeth bared. \"Um... What I meant to say was... my team could *take turns* serving you! Like, look at Marcia here. Look at that toned body. She trained at Laurentius Military Academy. That is a fucking *high class* piece of ass you're looking at. Or check out Serazel here. Tiefling rogue, and let me tell you, she is *flexible.*\"\n\nMarcia pulled the bard back abruptly. \"Raya, what are you doing?\"\n\n\"Look, we've got one thing to bargain with that he wants. Work with me, here.\"\n\n\"You can't... I'm a *noble.* The political implications... my virginity is literally worth my weight in gold.\"\n\nRaya said nothing, just pointed at the massive heap of coins piled behind the dragon. Marcia sighed heavily. \"Okay, you might have a point there. But we're not doing this unless we *all* agree. Serazel?\"\n\nThe tiefling was already taking off her leather armor. \"Hm? Yeah, I definitely want some of this action.\"\n\nRaya turned back to the dragon. \"There you have it. Let the princess go. We'll take care of you, you take care of us. Much better than having monster hunters come after you, right?\"\n\nThe dragon abruptly *moved*, pinning Raya to the ground with his foreclaws. Marcia reached for her sword, but the bard quickly shook her head, and she stayed her hand.\n\n\"You've tempted me, elf.\" The dragon rumbled. \"Now show me you can keep your word.\"\n\nShe smiled up at him fearlessly, spreading her legs to await the dragon's massive cock. \"I never disappoint. Sera, get over here and show him what those magic fingers of your can do. Maria, get out of your armor already, and bring me the oil from your pack. I have a feeling he might need a little bit of lubrication for this.\"\n\nWith Raya encouraging them, the rogue and the fighter nervously caressed the dragon, helping to bring his penis back to full erection. It didn't take long for the dragon to take control again. Eshathul tore the bard's pants off with one claw, then straddled her and started to rub his erect penis against her crotch.\n\n\"Oh, fuck that's big.\" Raya groaned as the first few inches worked their way inside.\n\n\"You'll take it and like it, elf.\" Eshathul growled a word in dragon-tongue, and his cock abruptly slid several inches deeper. It felt like the dragon's penis had become more flexible, squeezing into her opening without trouble and then swelling up until it was pushing her body to its limit.\n\n\"Oh fuck that's *fucking huge!*\" She moaned. Every inch of her pussy was being rubbed by the dragon's inhumanly large organ. It slid in and out, every movement overwhelming her with sensation, until her cunt was flooded with warm, wet cum.\n\nThe dragon slid out of her, leaving Raya moaning and dripping on the floor, and jerked his head towards Maria.\n\n\"You're next, noblewoman. Since you're so worried about your virginity, you can use your mouth instead. Lick me clean.\"\n\n---\n\nThe three adventurers stood at the mouth of the cave, looking down at the road back to civilization.\n\n\"Not how I expected this mission to go.\" Maria said.\n\nRaya looked at the gleaming bangle on her wrist, a heavy gold band etched with *Thrall of Ashlord Eshathul* in Draconic. The dragon had made one for each of them, using a tiny jet of flame to weld it shut. \"I'm happy with how it worked out, though.\"\n\n\"So we're free to keep adventuring, so long as we come when he calls us?\" Serazel said.\n\n\"More like he'll swoop down on us every time he's feeling horny.\" Raya explained. \"Going to be some busy nights.\"\n\nMaria looked at her own bangle nervously. She still had some misgivings about signing her virginity over to a dragon, but she'd felt an odd stirring of excitement when the dragon had demanded her service. He had a commanding presence that outmatched even her trained composure.\n\n\"Well, he's certainly a more interesting prospect than my last marriage interview.\"\n\n\"That's the spirit!\""
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"content": "Heat wasn't busy when Dan and his friends made their way inside and secured for themselves a choice booth near the dance floor. It was still early in the night and the Friday crowd had yet to descend upon one of the cities hottest clubs. Despite the lack of a crowd there was still noise. Music, yes, but also cheers and shouts and even a bit of shrill yelling from the bar.\n\n\"There are no guys with that group of chicks...\" One if his friends had said. \"Think we should introduce ourselves?\"\n\nThe girls were having an argument. That was clear to any man with functional eyes and half a brain.\n\n\"Hell no. Now is not the time to get involved with whatever that is. Let's just have some drinks and wait for more people to show up.\"\n\nDrinks are what they had. During that time Dan and his friends paid no attention to the girls by the bar. No one noticed one girl break away from the group and, holding back tears, make her way to the restrooms. Not that it would have mattered if they had. There was no reason for any of them to think what was going on would have anything to do with them.\n\n\"Be right back.\" Dan said after finishing off his cocktail.\n\nHe left his friends behind and found his way to the men's room. At first glance it was empty, as to be expected. But as he drained the lizard he heard something from the far stall. A soft sound. Sad. Lonely.\n\n\"You all right bro?\" His voice echoed in the room. \"It's just me in here if you wanna get something off your chest.\"\n\n\"What the fuck are you doing in here?\" Came a womans voice. \"Get out!\"\n\nDan paused. He tucked everything away, washed his hands and approached the far stall. With one knuckle the young man softly knocked on its door.\n\n\"This is the men's room.\"\n\nThere was a moment of silence.\n\n\"God damned it.\"\n\n\"Offer still stands. If there's something you want to get off your chest, I'm willing to listen.\"\n\nAnother moment of silence.\n\nThe door creaked inward to reveal a young woman in heels and a short, tight, backless dress. Other than a few tear streaks her makeup was glamorous.\n\n\"Why are men so stupid?\"\n\nDan tried to suppress a short laugh. He almost didn't fail.\n\n\"We don't have enough time in the night to go over all the reasons men are stupid. Mind throwing me a bone and being more specific?\"\n\n\"I just found out my boyfriend has been trying to sleep with my friends behind my back.\"\n\n\"He succeed?\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"You've got good friends. They're probably looking for you now, though I don't imagine they'll find you here.\"\n\nThe girl sat down and rested her cheeks in her palms.\n\n\"Good. I'd like to be alone right now.\"\n\n\"Alright. I can take a hint.\" Dan shrugged. \"I'll leave you to it.\"\n\n\"No! Just, I mean, you can stay. I don't know you so it's...\"\n\n\"Less embarrassing?\"\n\nShe nodded and leaned back. Her dress was short, so short it rode up her thighs and gave Dan a hint of the black fabric it hid. As a man he wanted to stare, but chivalry won out and he averted his eyes to the ceiling. That peek would have to be enough.\n\n\"Back to my genders stupidity.\" He said. \"Some guys can't stand the familiar and get bored of people really quickly. He could have also been using you to try and get more familiar with them the whole time. Or maybe he's a total idiot that thinks he can pull off some sort of harem thing with you and your friends. There really are any number of reasons why a guy would do that.\"\n\nSilence.\n\n\"Miss?\"\n\nDan looked down to find her staring at the lump in his rather tight pants. She evidently hadn't heard a word he said.\n\n\"I wouldn't dream of sleeping with his loser friends to get back at him. It would have to be someone else.\"\n\nPossibilities and parted knees brought a surge of blood to specific parts of Dan's anatomy. Under the young womans gaze the lump in his pants turned into a proper bulge.\n\n\"My name's Amy.\"\n\n\"Dan.\"\n\n\"Would you like to help me get back at my boyfriend, Dan?\"\n\nThe man stepped into the stall and closed the door behind him. Amy had already started peeling her underwear down her legs. She stood and turned away from him.\n\n\"I'll just bend over at the waist. You slip-\"\n\nHis hands caressed her bare sides and slipped under the front of her dress to massage her chest. He kissed the nape of her neck and sent a shudder down her spine.\n\n\"If we're doing this, Amy, we're doing it right. Why get back at someone with a quickie when you can get back at them with something more enjoyable?\"\n\n\"I- oh. Okay, we can do it that way.\"\n\nAmy reached up and undid the clasp behind her neck to let the front of her dress fall about her waist. She leaned against his chest and smiled as he groped her softer bits. Dans hands were large. Strong. But also gentle. She moaned and groaned at the massage, but tit play could only get her so far and she was feeling rather generous towards the man who'd taken the time to listen.\n\nThe young woman broke from his grip, twirled around and squatted down. Belt and button. Pants and shorts. Dan's throbbing member was exposed to the cool air of the clubs washroom. In one long motion she ran her tongue from under his rocks to the tip of his pole. Then she got to work."
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"content": "Amy goes through airport security and is surprised when she is selected for a strip search. What really surprises her is how many male officers is seemsbto take to make sure she isn't hiding anything in her ample cleavage.\n\nLast thing she knew Amy was on a date. Then she wakes up with a ball gag in her mouth and her hands cuffed above her head. She's completely naked and they guy that she was on a date with is cupping her heavy breast. \"Young, in shape, and ideal for milking or just fucking.\" He gives his sales pitch as he fingers her in front of a small crowd. \"Do we have an opening bid?\"\n\nAmy visited a nude beach but her massive tits are causing a stir. Pretty soon she can help but get turned on at all those cocks getting hard looking at her. She invites a few in the brush to fuck her and it turns into a seemingly endless train of hung cocks."
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"content": "\"You guys sure you'll be OK like that?\" Greg asked. The trunk and passenger side of the back seat were completely full of luggage, leaving only one seat in the back for my girlfriend and I to share.\n\n\"Yeah,\" I said, wrapping my arms around her waist. \"We're comfy.\"\n\nShe nodded and leaned back on me until her head was next to mine, turning to kiss my cheek as best she could.\n\n\"Alright,\" he said, closing our door. He got into the driver's seat and reached across to hold his wife's hand. He and Allison had been married for almost two years now and it felt like it had been even longer since we last hung out, so this camping trip was something we'd been looking forward to for a long time.\n\nAs we drove, my girlfriend slid down between my legs. She wore tight leggings that allowed her butt cheeks to cradle my cock through the thin shorts I was wearing. She must have felt me getting hard, because before I knew it she was purposefully rubbing me along her crack. She built me up to the point where one wrong bump would have sent me over the edge.\n\nI grabbed her hips and held her away for a moment, but she reached back and contorted her arm until she had her hand in my shorts and my cock in her fist. Her cool fingers felt amazing on my hot dick. I slid my hands along her leggings, rubbing her all over while she squeezed and stroked me behind her back.\n\n\"So,\" Greg started. \"How have you two been? I feel like it's been forever since we talked.\"\n\n\"Good,\" my girlfriend replied. \"We've been *real* good.\" She turned her head and winked at me over her shoulder while she grabbed one of my hands and slid it along her belly until our hands were in her pants.\n\nShe wasn't wearing any panties and she was *wet*.\n\n\"You guys started dating a little before we got engaged, right?\" Allison asked, glancing back at us. If her eyes strayed to my girlfriend's crotch, we didn't notice.\n\nI began rubbing her clit and my girlfriend shuddered briefly before answering, \"yeah, I think so.\" She pulled her hand out from her pants and held it on her crotch, pressing my hand against her. I slipped a finger up inside her pussy and moved it in and out. Her juices were *everywhere* and the tip of my cock was starting to tingle with delight as she slathered my own precum all along my shaft.\n\n\"So...\" Alison offered. \"Have you two thought about... you know, marriage?\"\n\nMy girlfriend released my cock and reached up to pull the back of her pants down around her incredible ass, bunching up the fabric until *just* enough of her pants were down for her pussy to be accessible. She grabbed my cock and arched her lower back until she was able to guide me in. I took a deep breath as I slid in, her juices enveloping me in a world of pleasure.\n\nShe looked back at me and smiled deviously. \"I don't know, have we babe?\"\n\nI let out a stuttering breath and pressed my face into her back. Then I leaned back and looked up at the ceiling while she began to grind on me. \"I'd say we've *thought* about it,\" I managed, my breath halting and my voice cracking.\n\nI pulled my hand out of her leggings just in time as Allison looked back at us and smiled. \"It's not all bad,\" she said. \"In fact, it's been really nice.\"\n\n\"Are you two living together yet?\" Greg asked, looking back at us in the rear view mirror with his eyebrows raised.\n\nHer hip movements were perfect. My cock glided in and out along her tight pussy with a calculated stroke that made me bite my lip and growl. I grabbed her around the waist and helped accentuate the movements that were most stimulating and felt her tightening against me as I spread my knees a little further apart until I was even deeper inside.\n\n\"No,\" my girlfriend sighed. \"We aren't living together yet, but we're planning on it.\" She grabbed one of my hands on her waist and squeezed relentlessly. I heard her quietly grunting and she started pulsing on me, throbbing against my stiff shaft as she pressed hard into my crotch.\n\n\"What's the holdup?\" Allison asked.\n\nI heard my girlfriend let out a long, soft, humming moan, her lips pursed to try to keep it in. But I was clenching my muscles as well and I felt the tip of my cock start to dance deep inside of her as shot after shot of my load was blasted into the deepest reaches of her pleasure hole. I gently let a lengthy moan rumble in my chest before gasping, \"my lease,\" while pulling my girlfriend harder into me by the waist.\n\nThere was an awkward silence while my cock pulsed and twitched inside of her while I filled her with cum and exhaled slowly. After a moment Greg looked back at us in the mirror again and asked, \"You guys OK back there?\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" my girlfriend squealed, giggling. \"We decided he'd move in with me but he's still got a few months on his lease.\"\n\nAllison turned and looked us over, then smiled politely and looked back out at the road ahead.\n\n\"Well we're excited for you two,\" she said. \"You've always been a cute couple.\"\n\nWe rode the rest of the way with my cock inside her and only when we stopped for gas did she finally pull up her pants and get out to run to the restroom, laughing the whole way there."
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"content": "\"This is promising to be an incredible match Bill,\" Stacy piped.\n\n\"That's right Stacy, Jared has been training for years. He has *unprecedented* control and endurance, and this is, by far, his best event.\"\n\n\"But he's up against some incredible competition with this match. Let's not forget how Allison completely *dominated* her opponents in every match this year. Nobody has gone more than two minutes with her in *any* of her matches.\"\n\nThe camera closed in on Allison, who wore a thin silk robe. She was rolling her shoulders and tilting her neck dramatically with her eyes closed. As per IOC regulations, she had minimal makeup on and her hair was pulled back into a tight bun at the start of the match.\n\nThe crowd cheered as Jared, the reigning champion, entered the hall. He wore boxers emblazoned with his country's flag and had a towel draped over his shoulders.\n\nStacy's voice piped in over the roaring crowd. \"Now, this year Jared has chosen to focus on the crowd favorite endurance competition. Is there any word on whether he plans to compete in other events again in the future?\"\n\nBill laughed. \"Well I'm sure we all remember four years ago when he completely *destroyed* the records in the marathon sex and oral sprint competitions.\"\n\n\"Those records still stand today,\" Stacy quipped.\n\n\"That's right Stacy. No, until another competitor comes along who can threaten his status as the king of sex, he's going to stick to what he loves.\"\n\n\"And he *does* love a good challenge,\" Stacy said, blushing. \"He really seems drawn to the thrill of resisting a skilled rider's best moves.\"\n\n\"And from what we've seen so far this year, Allison is a *very* skilled rider.\"\n\nThe camera tracked Allison as she made her way to the bed at the center of the competition floor. Jared met her there and a referee stood between them. He had them shake hands, then Jared pulled off his boxers and laid down on the bed facing up. The referee blew his whistle and Allison dropped her robe.\n\n\"Wow,\" Bill exclaimed. \"Would you look at that *perfectly* sculpted body!\"\n\n\"That's right Bill,\" Stacy said. \"And as with all Olympic competitors, she has had absolutely no enhancements, surgeries, or unapproved supplements. What you're seeing there is *all* natural.\"\n\n\"I'd never guess it,\" Bill said, gawking. \"Those breasts alone look like they cost a fortune! And I haven't seen an ass like that since college!\"\n\nAllison climbed onto the bed and straddled her opponent, tugging gently up on the tip of his massive, Olympic sized cock. She began grinding her smooth, tight pussy against him, her pussy lips enveloping his slowly hardening shaft and kissing the head at the top of each stroke. She sensually shuddered as her clit rubbed along the length of his member while her finger nails clawed playfully at his chest.\n\n\"An amazing opening move,\" Stacy announced. \"As you know, she must remain in the forward facing cowgirl position the entire time, but she is not restricted on how she can use her hands.\"\n\n\"Boy I tell you what,\" Bill mused. \"I'd probably be cumming already. I don't know how these elite athletes do it!\"\n\nAllison's extremely wet pussy left him completely covered in her juices, which she now slathered all over his cock while it hardened in her hands. She felt the bright stadium lighting glaring down on her while tens of thousands of spectators watched. It excited her knowing that so many of them would be aroused while watching.\n\nA camera zoomed in on a closeup of her world-class hand job and Bill felt himself stiffening. \"Would you look at that technique!\" he exclaimed. \"Covered in her juices like that he must be in *heaven* right now!\"\n\n\"She really does have him in an expert grip. Look at the way she's wrapped her index finger around the front of his cock, sliding him between two fingers for a tighter gliding motion. And if we look at this slow motion here at the top of her stroke you'll see the way she passes her thumb over the tip to really target those erogenous zones around the head.\"\n\nBill was drooling. \"I know you said words Stacy, but I can't take my eyes away from the action!\"\n\nJared almost seemed to wince as Allison reached under and lifted his head into her opening, slowly working his massive erection inside. She was tight, and she could see him sweating as she slowly slid along, swallowing him one inch at a time until her butt cheeks were resting on his balls.\n\n\"If I hadn't cum already, *that* is the moment I would be finishing,\" Bill cried. \"My wife is going to have me sleeping on the couch for a week when I call out Allison's name in bed tonight!\"\n\nAllison looked down at Jared and gave him a smirk. He looked worried. She rotated her hips forward and slid back, arching the small of her back and feeling his cock pull along inside her. She rocked her hips back and forth, grinding hard and snaking her torso sensually. She could feel him continuing to get harder as she worked her hips using a technique she'd developed over more than ten years of training.\n\n\"My godness,\" Stacy called out. \"I think Jared is sweating. Has he finally met his match?\"\n\n\"I know I've met mine!\" Bill exclaimed. \"This is Allison's first year competing in the Olympics and I have a feeling she'll be taking home the gold!\"\n\n\"It's only been five minutes,\" Allison said. \"Jared has been known to go for hours on a good day, but he looks like he might already be losing his composure.\"\n\nAllison felt the tip of Jared's cock rocking back and forth inside of her, her cervix rubbing the head as he swished around in her fluids. He shuddered and his muscles tensed up, his eyes widening. She smiled seductively and winked at him.\n\n\"Now if I understand the rules correctly,\" Bill said, breathing heavily, \"the opponents are not allowed to speak to each other, is that right?\"\n\n\"That's right Bill. There are legal and illegal vocalizations. It's really up to the referee if something feels like it was directed at the opponent, but most competitors just try to keep as quiet as possible to avoid throwing the match. You can't really recover from an illegal vocalization call.\"\n\nAllison carefully controlled her pace, feeling Jared's heart pounding under her right palm, watching for little telltale twitches in his face. Soon she could tell she had him close and she began bouncing her round ass up and down, making sure her bounces traveled the full length of his shaft. Her ass gracefully stroked his full erection, gliding up and down, slamming against his hips and thighs.\n\n\"Woah!\" Bill cried, grabbing a fist full of his own hair. \"Look at that bounce! Can we get a slow mo of that?\" The camera cut to a slow motion shot showing her ass and his thighs rippling as she came crashing down on his cock.\n\n\"Absolutely spectacular,\" Stacy said. \"The elegance of the stroke she is able to achieve with that bounce is truly breathtaking.\"\n\nJared clenched his eyes shut and shook his head, gritting his teeth and sucking deep breaths in through his nose. Allison let out a playful laugh and quickened her pace. The cool rush of air contrasting with her wet, hot embrace flashing on and off on his cock increased the stimulation to the breaking point. He let out a tense, high pitched moan and she slammed her ass down on him one last time, sitting up straight and holding it there while he tried to resist the buildup of pleasure in the tip of his cock.\n\n\"Oh no!\" Bill cried. \"I think he's cumming.\" He laughed. \"Only seven minutes and thirty-four seconds!\"\n\n\"If he is cumming,\" Tracy said excitedly, \"that is a new world record for Allison and an absolutely crushing blow to Jared's stats.\"\n\nJared's shoulders lifted off the bed as he gasped and slapped his hands down at his sides. He let out a loud howl and exploded inside of Allison, who slowly rolled her hips on him, milking his pulsing cock. His whole body quivered while she grinned, waving to the crowd. The referee blasted his whistle and held up his hand indicating for her to dismount so he could verify the cum.\n\nShe gracefully lifted off his cock, which fell unceremoniously to his belly, already half limp. Cum dripped from her pussy as she crawled off the bed and the official stepped forward to perform his inspection.\n\nThe score keeping announcer's voice echoed through the stadium. \"Winner! Allison Grey with a time of seven minutes and thirty-four seconds!\"\n\n\"What an incredible show from Allison!\" Tracy cheered.\n\n\"The world of competitive sex will never be the same after that one,\" Bill sighed.\n\n\"No it won't,\" Stacy agreed. \"OK folks, it's time to cut to commercial. But make sure you tune back in after the break for the solo masturbation timed trials. In a controversial decision, this year they're doing the men's and women's trials side by side so you won't want to miss it!\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "One man's trashy whore another man's treasured wife" | [
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"content": "Trash \n\nJane had taken over a dozen loads in her pussy, ass, and mouth and several just coated her. The guys didn't even feel like touching her anymore. \"Why don't we get you washed up.\" Tim tried to lead her to the shower without touching her too much.\n\n\"Thanks. You're a real dear.\" Jane said drunkenly as she stumbled to the bathroom with him. She tried giving him. A kiss but her face was covered in cum and Tim wasn't about to get his friend's load smeared on his face.\n\n\"No.\" Tim stopped her. \"Let's get you washed up first.\"\n\n\"Oh, okay.\" Jane stepped into the shower and nearly slipped. It was obvious that Time was going to need to hold her up. Thus he went about hosing the cum off her face breasts and tramp stamp while she maintained a death grip on his cock.\n\nHis mind did nothing but go through the list of deprived things she just did with his friends, but his body was evidently ready to dump a third load into her. \"There's my big boy.\" She cooed while yanking his cock to life.\n\nTim made sure to aim the shower head up her pussy before bending her over. He slid easily into her and had to hold her hips to keep both of them from tumbling over. \"That's it. Use that pussy.\" Jane encouraged him. \n\nRoy came in to use the toilet and didn't bother knocking or asking permission. When he was done he turned and watched his friend pumping in the woman from behind. \"She just never stops does she?\" Roy laughed as Tim came in her. \n\nBoth men helped dry Jane off and tried to find a number for someone to pick her up. The drunk woman could barely walk when her ride came. Tim and Roy had to help the small man get her in the car. Her bra was missing and her dress was torn. She didn't wear panties so they sent her home swaddled in a blanket. \n\n\"Thanks for helping get her in there.\" The short man said.\n\n\"No problem.\" Tim said with a smile.\n\n\"The least we could do after what she let us do.\" Roy said with a thunderous laugh. \n\n\"Who are you by the way?\" Tim asked. \n\n\"Oh, I'm Gary. Her husband.\" The shirt man smiled weakly.\n\n\"Oh\" Tim said with his smile fading \"We didn't know she was married.\"\n\n\"It's fine. She needs to blow off steam sometimes. You guys have been a lot nicer than most places I've picked her up from. So, of you feel like it…\" Gary scribbled a number down on a piece of paper and handed it to them. \"Feel free to call and I can send her here instead of stumbling around bars.\"\n\nTim accepted the paper and looked at Roy. Gary got in his car and drove off. They copied the number down and the next time they had a party they called.\n\nGary was happy to send Jane over."
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"content": "Ivan looked at Katrina with a gleam in his eye. He had always been fascinated by her, and now, here they were, all alone, with a vast expanse of space between them and the rest of the mission. He reached out and ran his fingers lightly along her arm, shivering slightly at the feel of her warm skin beneath his calloused hands.\n\n“We’ve got a problem,” he said, his voice hoarse.\n\nKatrina met his gaze, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the intensity of his stare. She knew what he was thinking and she felt a sudden thrill rush through her body in response.\n\n“What kind of problem?” she asked, her voice a whisper.\n\n“I don’t think we can…do the things we like to do,” Ivan said, his voice low and husky.\n\nKatrina felt a wave of heat wash over her. She had been anticipating this moment ever since they had left Earth. She knew they had a long journey ahead of them, but the thought of being able to spend the time exploring each other still brought a flush to her cheeks.\n\n“What do you mean?” she asked, her heart beating faster.\n\n“We have no gravity,” Ivan said, gesturing to the small engineering module they were in. “It’s impossible to get a good grip on anything. We could try to use the walls, but it’s just too slippery.”\n\nKatrina felt a wave of despair wash over her. She had been so looking forward to their time together, and now it seemed impossible.\n\nBut then Ivan smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I have an idea,” he said.\n\nKatrina looked at him expectantly, her heart racing.\n\n“We can use the tethers,” Ivan said. “I can tie you into position, and then use your body for leverage.\"\n\nKatrina looked down, her hand holding onto a bar at the window, and smirked at Ivan.\n\n\"Oh hell no, flyboy, didn't you take physics? This bar's enough for me to hold onto. You can use my hips for all the leverage you need.\"\n\nShe pulled the thin polyester material down from her waist, exposing a bare bottom, and Ivan was instantly on her, his own pants quickly being shucked.\n\nHe wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her tight against him as he rubbed his hard cock against her slippery wet slit. His free hand reached around to caress and tease her clitoris, driving Katrina wild with pleasure as he increased the pressure of his movements. \n\nHe tightened his grip on her slender waist, crushing her soft body closer as the hard ridges of his manhood pushed eagerly against her invitingly slick folds. His fingers traced fiery trails from her lower back to the dimples above her buttocks and back again. The feeling of utter bliss that crashed over Katrina made it nearly impossible for her to draw a deep breath into her starved lungs. Her starburst tattoo flared with bright, hot colors. He increased the intensity of his thrusts and strokes, driving deeper than she thought possible.\n\nIvan thrust with ferocious intensity, intending this to be a marathon, not a sprint.\n\nHis strong arms wrapped around her waist as his hot breath grazed the back of her neck. She could feel his manhood entering her soft folds of flesh in rapid succession, sending sharp spasms of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. \n\nKatrina screamed with delight, feeling herself being pushed to the edge and then beyond as Ivan continued to ravage her with an unrestrained passion that was unmatched by any other experience she had ever encountered. With one final thrust, they both let go and came together explosively, leaving them drained yet infinitely satisfied."
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"content": "As part of her sponsorship deal, she had to wear an internet-controlled advanced sex toy clit ring and leave it active whenever she was awake.\n\nBeing a new superstar in the erotic writing world, she'd built a following that drew hundreds, even thousands to the app with her descriptions of sex and masturbation.\n\nIt was a way for her to make money while she wrote, and also a way to keep herself sexually stimulated without having to resort to porn or other sources of sexual stimulation.\n\nShe found that the more she wrote, the more aroused she got. She would go through phases where she would write for hours on end, only stopping when she came.\n\nThe offer was simple, wear the vibrating clit ring, and as watchers gave her hearts, the vibrations would intensify or change pattern. In return, she would get 2 pence a word while the ring was active.\n\nIt was a win-win situation.She had been doing this for a few months now, and had already made over £500.\n\nThe first few days were a little difficult, but by the end of the third day, she was almost used to it. She could feel the vibrations all the time, sometimes they would be so intense that she couldn't sit still.\n\nHer fingers would be flying across the keyboard, typing furiously. Sometimes she would have to stop and take a break. But she loved it. She loved being watched, loved knowing that people wanted to see her cum.\n\nThis story was going to be a long one. She would have to see how long she could last.\n\nIt began with a couple in the park, and a young woman watching them from across the way. The two were smiling, laughing, touching, and doing all the things people madly into each other do.\n\nThey were oblivious to anyone else around them, but she wasn't. She was watching them intently, taking in each detail.\n\nShe watched as their hands explored each other's bodies, and felt herself getting wet. She knew what they were thinking, she knew what they were feeling.\n\n(the first of the hearts came, and the gentle buzz arrived at the writer's crotch. Her clit, already aroused from the ring and the potential the story has. Now the vibrations cause her to shift some. The towel was already under her bum, she was prepared to cum constantly today.)\n\nShe watched as they kissed passionately, and moaned softly as they touched each other. She watched as they broke apart, and looked at each other, smiling, then started kissing again.\n\nThis time, it was different. There was something there. A spark, a hunger, a need. She watched as they pulled away from each other, and turned towards the girl.\n\nShe leaned over and whispered to her partner, then nodded her head towards the woods off to the side. He gave an affirmative, and the two took off hand in hand, almost skipping in lustful anticipation."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Sex, but both parties have full intent to produce an offspring. | [
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"content": "Jeannistrielle smiled, as she wrapped her plump lips around a penis shaped lollipop. The red-haired elf blushed a little bit, as she caught the eye of more than one member of the crowds. Wearing only a short red mini dress that showed off all of her long and creamy legs and left her large breasts and generous cleavage almost fully displayed, she knew what she was advertising, as she strode around the town's annual fertility festival, her dress clinging to her wide hips and being pushed out by her lovely bottom. She had only been stopping by for fun, not really intending to participate, but just to take in the atmosphere. Still though, the frivolity was intoxicating.\n\nAll around her were festival goers competing in games, with others offering themselves up as prizes, frequently women willing to be bred, but even a few studs here and there offering themselves up as prizes to impregnate winning female contestants.\n\nShe watched a cowgirl blush, and several minotaurs, the only ones still in the running, wrestled for the right to bed her. Practically every food item at the festival had fertility enhancing herbs in it, and that included the lollipop which wasn't even the first treat Jenny had enjoyed. The cowgirl watching the wrestling match was drinking from a generous mug of spiced and sweetened milk, and she had similarly laced pastries arrayed in front of her, which she seemed almost addicted to, the way she would occasionally stuff one into her face. She was flushed and obviously aroused, no doubt fantasizing about which of the studly minotaurs would put a baby in her belly. She was rubbing her legs together and all but openly squeezing and groping her own tits, as she watched. In a stunning victory, a handsome half minotaur half aasimar young man pinned his opponent with a crafty maneuver, taking the win. The cowgirl hopped up and clapped, her huge breasts bouncing, and she squealed and smiled as he strode over and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her off to cheers, squeezing her thighs and rump, as the two made their way into one of the festival's breeding tents.\n\nJenny felt her own sex tingle, as she watched, herself fantasizing about the cowgirl being taken as a prize and fucked, gleefully getting knocked up as part of the festivities. The redhead elf found her hand idly drifting to her own tummy, and she couldn't help but let her thoughts stray to what it would feel like to have her slim belly swell fat and round with a child...\n\nA passing merchant offered her a cream centered pastry from his cart. \"Such a lovely lass as yourself would make a fine prize! You deserve to have this for free!\" He said, handing her a disc of fried dough with a generous middle composed of sweet cream cheese and fruit, all laden with the festival's floral and exotic herbs. \"Or maybe you're here to compete, to earn a stud to breed you! \" He said, noticing the tattooed arcane runes on Jenny's arm and the enchanted and etched jewelry that she wore as spell foci. \"Have one for that, then!\" And He handed her a second pastry, basically thrusting the both of them into her hands.\n\n\"Thanks!\" Jenny said, blushing, as she found her hands both suddenly filled with aphrodisiac laden treats. The man just winked and nodded at her, as she held up both pastries, obviously unsure of what quite to do with them.\n\nJenny bit into one, and she found it absolutely delicious! It had the same flavors as the ale that she'd gotten upon first arriving, but it somehow tasted even better. Even if only to have a free hand again, she quickly started to wolf down the treat. It quickly vanished past her plush and lovely Ruby lips, and she actually felt even hungrier after having eaten it. The second pastry found itself stuffed into her tummy faster than the first one, and the tall and busty elf licked her fingers, feeling the warmth of the pastries and their contents spreading throughout her body. Jenny let out a sigh and patted her belly, just in time to notice another cowgirl offering fresh ups of spiced milk from a tray strapped under her massive bust. Wet spots on the cowgirls top made it clear just where the milk had come from, but that only excited Jenny even more, as she eagerly accepted a cup with which to wash down her pastries, gulping it eagerly. The milk was rich and creamy, and the spices were heady. The slim elf sensuously rubbed her now slightly swollen stomach, somehow feeling even hornier.\n\nJenny's pale pink nipples were fully erect, tenting the top of her dress, and drawing even more attention. The elf found herself only able to blush and smile, as her bouncing and jiggling breasts through the eyes of everyone she passed.\n\nShe noticed a trio of dark elves emerging from a nearby shop. They were each proudly pressing or rubbing their stomachs, gossiping in the under tongue about how virile the local alchemist's apprentice-wise. Apparently, As part of the festivities, the alchemist was running a bespoke \"breeding booth\" where girls could stop in and have him administer potions that would heighten the sexual experience. Included Was a massage and a session of sex with her apprentice, with a rapid and sensual pregnancy guaranteed... It wasn't complicated magic, Jenny of such tricks herself, but it was impressive to put into a potion, especially when they could be produced in large batches. Each of the dark elves had stopped in and been pumped full of cum in turn, eagerly comparing notes about their experiences. Jenny could see that each of their bellies was already starting to expand, their trim lace lines now sporting little bulges, as the gorgeous dark-skinned elves now each sported a round pot belly. They cooed and rubbed each other, kissing and caressing each other openly, obviously affected both by the fair's food and their own hormones."
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"content": "A smirk returned to her face, \"New game. New wager,\" she demanded, planting her fists on her hips, the intensity of her eyes challenging him to back down.\n\n\"What the fuck do you even have left to bet?\" Ryan snorted, his gaze devouring Laura's naked body.\n\nIn a flash of embarrassment, Laura’s face flamed before her competitive vein pulsed back to life, “I’ll suck your cock, I bet you haven't gotten a blowjob since your last girlfriend dumped you, you perv.”\n\nRyan’s eyes widened, and his breath hitched in his throat. Barely capable of forming a coherent thought, let alone responding, he croaked out a flabbergasted acceptance.\n\nThe next game was intense. With her pride on the line, Laura played as if her life depended on it. Yet all she managed was to hold equal footing with Ryan, who was determined to win. Every so often, Ryan's eyes flicked from the TV screen to drink in the sight of his best friend's wife, naked and flustered next to him. He couldn’t help himself – Laura, cutting a ravishing figure, her body sex personified, was unresistable.\n\nThe game was tight, and the adrenaline surged with each passing second, but, against all odds, Ryan won again.\n\nLaura growled out a string of curses, pounding her controller on the coffee table. \"FUCK! Double or nothing. You can fuck me if you win again. No negotiations. Take it or fucking leave it!\" Laura’s furious green eyes bore into Ryan’s, daring him to refuse her.\n\nRyan’s face blanched with shock and more than a little fear at her eruption, but the faint nod of his head indicated his ultimate acceptance. Once more, the pair was engrossed in a video game battle.\n\nThis time, however, Laura played terribly. She was too distracted, frustrated and nervous about the horrifying wager she had placed. Ryan seized his opportunity and claimed victory in only a few minutes.\n\nWith a guttural curse, Laura slammed her controller on the table, her elegant face twisted in a mask of rage, \"FUCKING SHIT! Triple or nothing. You can fuck me in the ass.\"\n\nBut Ryan’s shocked laughter interrupted her, \"Wait, wait, wait! No way, Laura! I’m cashing in my fucking chips now.\"\n\nRed-faced Laura fumed, \"Fuck no! After all this? Did you even hear me right? I offered you a chance to fuck my ass. Not even James has been there!\"\n\nRyan’s smirk was unbearable, \"Nah, I heard it loud and clear. But ain’t no way I’m risking losing everything now. I’ve never even won against you three times in a row before. I'm not going for four.”\n\nLaura screamed in fury, before storming over to the dining table. Planting her fingers on the polished mahogany, she bent over, presenting her bare ass to Ryan. With a hollow growl, Laura said, \"Just fucking do it then, asshole.\"\n\nRyan rose from the cushioned couch, quickly drawing his shirt over his head. His heart pounded in his chest as he unzipped his jeans, letting them drop to the floor. With a last tug on his boxers, he was naked and rock hard. He slowly approached Laura, the sight of her creamy, bare ass, exposed before him, exciting every nerve.\n\nHe positioned himself behind Laura, rested his thick cock on her firm buttocks and paused, savoring the view of his erect member on her flawless ass. But then he remembered this was his best friend's wife - he hesitated, asking with a quiver in his voice, \"Laura, are you sure…\"\n\nLaura interrupted him with a vehement growl, \"Don’t be a fucking pussy, Ryan. I always keep my bets. Fuck me, cum in me, and do not dare pull out.\"\n\nEmboldened by her assertiveness, he guided himself into her tightness. Inch by inch, he eased his way in, her moist pussy claiming his eager cock. His breath hitched as the tight, warm sensation enveloped him. Laura's body tensed before she let out a low moan, the erotic sound echoing around the quiet room.\n\nHe stared at her tight ass, watching it quiver as he slid in to her sex. The feeling of her warm wetness surrounding him shot pleasure through his veins. After a few gentle strokes, he picked up pace, thrusting into her hard. The slick sounds of their union filled the room, and every thrust elicited a throaty grunt or lusty moan from Laura. She felt her breasts pressed against mahogany, jiggling with each forceful thrust.\n\nRyan was lost in the sensation, the rhythmic pulsing of Laura's cunt around his cock making him moan in sync with her cries. Then with a gasp, she was cumming, the waves of her orgasm making her inner walls clench around him, sending ripples of pleasure through his body. His cock flexing instinctively against the onslaught of her quaking climax.\n\nWith one swift motion, he withdrew from her warmth, eliciting a halfhearted protest from Laura. Yet he paid her no mind as he hoisted her up by the waist, turning her to face him. Her smooth backside landed softly on the table, the cold mahogany against her burning skin.\n\nRyan didn't waste a second. He lifted her slender legs onto his broad shoulders, the sight of her cream-colored thighs making his hard cock twitch in anticipation. His fingers found purchase on her hips, before he thrust into her exposed cunt, fierce and fast.\n\nHis thrusts were raw and unrelenting, sending Laura into a frenzy of raunchy screams and lusty moans. He watched with a primal satisfaction as on each descent, the bulge of his cock warped the center of her abdomen. Her pert nipples bounced with each thrust of his hips, matching the tempo of her increasing pants and whimpers.\n\nLaura locked her emerald gaze with Ryan's eyes. He reveled in her wanton screams ringing in his ears as he pounded into her, her eyes clouding over with pleasure. He watched as her chest heaved, the slight tremor in her lips, the way her back arched under him, and the slight flicker in her gaze that confirmed her incoming orgasm. And then she was cumming around him, her cunt spasming and tightening around his rock-hard cock. Her screams ringing off the walls as her orgasm ripped through her.\n\nFeeling the clenching of her inner walls, Ryan released his rowdy moans into Laura's screams, thrusting all the way into her before erupting. His cock throbbed deep within her, streams of cum spurting into her cunt. Barely detached from his orgasmic bliss, he could see his cum seeping out of her pussy, trickling onto her exposed groin.\n\nAs they both came down from their climax, he gently pulled out of her, laying her legs onto the table. Laura finally catching her breath. She turned her face to look at him, smirking. \"Ryan, you can never let anyone know that you beat me three times in a row—especially James,” she breathed out, laughter tinting her words, “It would be so fucking humiliating.\"\n\nRyan chuckled, pulling back his hair, a hint of sweat gliding along his forehead, \"Alright, but next time Laura, I'm playing for your ass.\"\n\n\"Tell you what,\" she replied, pulling herself upright, still naked and flushed from their tryst, \"you clean up the mess in that bathroom, and my ass is yours.\"\n\nWith a wink, she stood up and sauntered off to the bedroom. Ryan could only gape at the retreating naked woman, as he uttered a stupefied, \"Deal.\""
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"content": "I woke up feeling unusually refreshed and I looked at my phone. I realized I had slept through my alarm and I was going to be late for my anatomy class. I got changed as fast as I could and ran out the door. I was about 10 minutes late when I entered the classroom. The professor stopped talking and looked at me. \n\"Oh Haley, excellent timing. I was just about to ask for a female student to volunteer, but you're already standing up. Would you mind joining me?\" \nI walked down feeling embarrassed but then I looked at the board and saw \"Female Sexual Reproduction System\" written. I had no idea what was going on. he professor had told us we were going to start studying human reproduction and sexual behavior next week. I was becoming more nervous with each step.\n\n \n\"Ok. Please remove your clothing. All of it.\" \nI didn't move at all. He asked me to take my clothes off and I was too stunned to react. I just stood there and looked around the room. Everyone was looking at me, waiting. \n\"Come on Haley, take off your clothes. You don't want an F, do you?\" \n\"No Sir.\" \n\"Good, then please take off your clothes.\" \n\"Um, could I have a little privacy please?\" \n\"Nope. Everyone's seen nude women before. Nothing to be ashamed of. Take them off.\" \n\"Can we at least close the curtains?\" \n\"Fine.\" \nThe professor walked over to the window and closed the curtains. \n\"There, you happy?\" \n\"Yes, thank you.\" \n\"Ok, strip.\" \nI couldn't believe this was happening. My heart was beating so fast and I could feel my nipples getting hard. I slowly took off my shirt and jeans. Then I took off my bra and my panties. I turned red as I stood there naked.\n\n \n\"Very good. Now come stand up here next to me.\" \nI stood beside him and he continued the lecture. \n\"So, who can name the different parts of the female reproductive system?\" \nI looked around and everyone's hands were up. \n\"How about you, Jason?\" \nJason, a guy I had known for a while, stood up and started pointing at me. \n\"Umm, the vagina.\" \nHe pointed at my pussy and I instinctively put my hands over it. \n\"No, no, no. Don't cover yourself. Hands at your side.\" \nI slowly removed my hands. \n\"Sorry Sir.\" \n\"Don't apologize. Just stand up straight and let everyone see.\" \n\"The vulva,\" Jason said. \n\"Good. Go on.\" \n\"The urethra.\" \n\"Very good. Keep going.\" \n\"The clitoris.\" \n\"Excellent. Now can you show me where that is on the body?\"\n\n \nJason walked towards me and I was trembling in fear. He came down in front and stood beside me. He reached out and touched me and I gasped. He started playing with my clit and I had to bite my lip to avoid moaning. \n\"There it is. See how it swells up? It gets bigger and bigger when a girl gets more aroused.\" \nI was mortified that everyone was watching. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter by the second. \n\"Now, where else? Can anyone tell me?\" \n\"The labia.\" \n\"Show me.\" \nAnother guy, Ryan, walked up to me. He reached down and spread open my pussy lips. My face was so hot. \n\"Yes, the labia. Excellent. What else?\" \n\"The vaginal opening.\" \n\"Right. Go ahead.\" \nRyan inserted his fingers into my pussy and I couldn't help myself. I moaned loudly. \n\"Oh, I guess she's a little excited.\" \nI felt so humiliated but it was so erotic at the same time. My pussy was dripping wet now and I felt the urge to cum.\n\n \n\"Now has anyone noticed anything else happening to Haley as she gets more aroused?\" The professor asked. A girl raised her hand. \n\"Yes, what is it?\" \n\"Well, her nipples are getting harder.\" \n\"Oh yes, they are. How should we investigate further?\" \n\"A breast exam.\" \n\"Great idea. Come show me.\" \nThe girl joined us in front of the class. She came up to me and cupped both of my breasts in her hands. She rubbed and played with my nipples until they were hard as rocks. \n\"Very good, now squeeze them.\" \nShe squeezed and twisted my nipples and I was in pure bliss. It was starting to feel really good. \n\"Now, you should use your tongue too.\" \nShe looked at the professor and then she licked one of my nipples. Then she took it in her mouth and sucked on it. I was about to explode. She moved over to the other nipple and sucked on it too. Then she started biting it gently and I couldn't hold back any longer. I moaned loudly as the most intense orgasm ripped through my body. \n\"Ohhhhhh goddddd.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Two top students secretly think they are biggest, kinkiest perverts. When caught in the act at school by everyone's favourite hot teacher, they get they're eyes opened by their subsequent detention. | [
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"content": "Kai and Trinity were two of the top students in Professor Sandersons English 212 class.\n\nA highly competitive class, due to the convoluted, often cruel nature of the vaguely defined prompts Professor Sanderson often gave, leading to no student in any of her sections having a perfect score. Not even the sleepy 8am class, filled with 20 something students who failed to pick their schedules in a timely fashion, and a handful of over achievers, among that handful, the ever competitive Kai and Trinity.\n\nThey had been battled back and forth through gritted teeth. Kai's hand always shot up first, but Trinity's was sure to follow. The two girls grades batted up and down from mid to high A's, but tensions rose with 4 weeks and one project left in the semester.\n\nShockingly made up for such an early class surrounded by sleepy students in hoodies, Kai's bright eyeliner kissed eyes shot lit up as she raised her hand to answer the question, only for Trinity to BLURT it out before her.\n\nProfessor Sanderson said \"Yes that's correct Trinity, but please refrain from shouting the answer out\"\n\nKai scowled and crossed her legs in a mix of frustrations. Her new roommate has NO social life, leaving her constantly unable to get alone to get herself off. Lately she had resorted to using the empty classrooms but had been caught last week by a boy who's silence she bought by jamming his cock down her throat, and swallowing his cum. Not that she minded, but it was getting too risky.\n\nTrinity smirked having beaten Kai to the answer, by any means necessary. Never to be out down by her bitter pipsqueak of a rival, Trinity wore blue eyeliner and false lashes to draw the attention of any boy awake enough to notice.\n\nThey batted back and forth, and Trinity batted those lashes after stealing every answer until Kai was practically holding back tears from her almond shaped eyes at the fact that that *stupid blonde BITCH- who couldn't even wear a fucking BRA* was beating her, seemingly without effort.\n\nHer legs crossed tighter, her wet pussy seemingly seeping out the tears of frustration her eyes couldn't, albeit this frustration was sexual. Until finally she saw Trinity BLURT out the answer out of those pink lips for the last time and she practically demanded that Professor Sanderson stop her from telling the answer.\n\n\"Of course Kai, Trinity, would you stay after class for me, we'll talk about your behavior. My room at 4pm.\"\n\nTrinity muttered \"jealous bitch\" under her breath so that only her beating heart could hear and class went on, Kais poor little tortured nerd soul slightly lighter at punishment for her rival, still she had a nagging need to be satisfied in the empty lecture hall.\n\n(I'll pick this up with edits later today 💕)"
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"content": "\"Check out the high beams on that one!\" Ralph practically whisper shouted at me as Mercedes walked by. I was beginning to regret helping him get the job. \"I'd love to shove it up her tail pipe.\"\n\nI rolled my eyes. Sure Mercedes had a pretty nice body when transformed into her human form. The bulky quarter panels that shifted to her shoulders and thighs to reveal the humanoid body beneath didn’t conceal that the mechanized woman from a race colloquially known as \"car girls\" had what we humans would think of as physically attractive.\n\nMercedes had cherry red skin with black and chrome highlights. Her front hood swelled in a way that most of us meatbags would have probably interpreted as being busty. Her rear bumper in this form would have probably been the stuff rap legends sang about. It didn’t hurt that even in this form she was nine feet tall. Either she hadn’t heard Ralph's comments or she ignored them because she shot me a smile as she walked by.\n\n\"Hey Finn,"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Unbeknownst to Tara, her boyfriend Keith has been gambling away the rent money and choosing to loan out her pussy to their roommate George during BDSM sessions. | [
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"content": "It's late on Friday night and Tara is returning home from a night out with her friends. As she approaches the front door to the apartment, she can hear Keith and George inside, arguing about something. \n\n\"Hey guys, what's going on?\" She asks as she steps into the kitchen and sees the two men sitting at the table. Keith looks upset and he avoids eye contact with her, but George is smiling wide as he looks her up and down, practically undressing her with his eyes. \n\n\"Just the girl I wanted to see!\" George says happily. \"Your boyfriend here has so generously offered up your services to me for the night.\" \n\nTara scoffs as she kicks off her heels and hangs her purse by the door. \"Yeah, right…\" She says casually. She makes her way over to the fridge and grabs herself a bottle of water, sipping it before approaching the table. As she leans in to give Keith a kiss, she notices how serious he is. \"Wait, are you serious? What services? What do you mean?\" She asks, looking back and forth between the two men. \n\n\"I'm sorry Babe…\" Keith says, shaking his head. \n\n\"What? Tell me!\" Tara asks again. \n\n\"I… I lost all of our rent money betting on the game, and…\" He sighs. \"George said that he would erase my debt if he could fuck you for one night…\" \n\nTara laughs, thinking that it must be a joke, but then she sees that he is serious. \"Ewww! No fucking way!\" She says, looking at George with disgust. \n\nGeorge laughs and shrugs as his eyes run up and down her tight little body. \"Then get the fuck out of my house, squatters.\" He says. \"Your boyfriend owes me a lot of money, and if you can't pay it in cash, then I want you to pay in pussy.\" \n\nTara's eyes go wide and her jaw falls open, but she is speechless for a moment longer. \"Keith! Do something!\" She finally says. \n\n\"Babe, please…. Just do what he wants. I can't afford to pay him, I… I fucked up bad… I'm so sorry…\" Keith says, begging her to get him out of this hole that he has dug himself into. \n\nGeorge stands up and walks over to Tara now, smiling as he circles her and admires her body. He towers over her petite, five foot four inch tall frame, and stops in front of her, looking down into her bright green eyes. \"We're gonna have some fun.\" He says with a cocky smirk. \n\n\"Fuck you!\" Tara says, cringing as she shoves him back with both hands. \n\nGeorge shrugs again. \"Suit yourself.\" He says as he starts to walk away. \"Have fun living on the street.\" \n\n\"Wait!\" Tara blurts out, stopping him in his tracks. \"Fine… One night, then we never speak of it again…\" She says. \n\nGeorge stops and turns back around, still smiling. \"Good girl.\" He says before approaching her again. \n\n\"Let's just get this over with…\" Tara says, rolling her eyes before stomping down the hallway toward George's bedroom. \n\nOnce inside, Tara sits down on the large bed. George enters the room behind her and locks the door with a padlock before turning to face her. \"Take off your clothes.\" He instructs her as he begins to pace back and forth. \n\nTara rolls her eyes again, then stands up, but she does as she is told and she begins to undress. First, she strips off her black tank top, revealing a small, black, lace bra that pushes her perky little b cups together at her chest. Her breasts are relatively small, but they fit her petite frame well. Her stomach is smooth and pale, and her waist thin. Her thumbs reach to her slender hips and tuck inside the waistband of her jeans as she unbuttons them and begins to work them down, over her hips and round, athletic ass. Her tight, black lace panties match her bra and sit low on her hips. She wiggles from side to side as she works the jeans down her thin legs, and she kicks them aside. \n\nGeorge watches as she strips and he continues to pace back and forth. \"Keep going.\" He tells her. \n\nReaching around to her back now, Tara unclasps her bra and her tits bounce down into place as it falls down from her shoulders and to the floor. Her little pea shaped nipples are hard and she quickly covers them with her arms. \n\n\"Almost there.\" George says, motioning for her to continue. \n\nTara sighs, hesitating for a moment, but then she finally lowers her arms and begins to remove her panties. As she slides them down, she reveals her perfectly smooth mound and puffy pink lips. \n\nGeorge smiles and steps closer to her now, then reaches for the panties that lie at her feet. He picks them up and brings them to his nose, sniffing them with a long, deep inhale. \"Mmmmmm…. You're already wet, I see…\" He says. \n\n\"Shut up… Let's just do this…\" Tara grumbles. \n\nGeorge sticks the panties into his pocket, then approaches his closet. When he opens the door, he reveals a collection of fetish items. Ropes, chains, collars, shackles, toys, plugs… You name it, George had it. \n\n\"What are you doing?\" Tara asks nervously as he rummages through the collection. \n\nHe emerges from the closet with a pair of leather wrist shackles and chains, and he approaches Tara, grabbing her wrists and binding them quickly. \n\n\"Are you fucking kidding me!?\" Tara says, but she allows herself to be bound anyway. \"Hurry up!\"\n\n\"I'm going to take my time with you.\" George tells her. He raises her arms above her head now and reaches the chains to the ceiling where he hangs them from a hook. Tara is lifted off of her feet momentarily, and dangles now with just her toes able to reach the floor as she stretches out completely."
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"content": "Harry had just walked to the side of the street putting himself between it and you and that’s what spilled the cup. \n“WHY CANT YOU STOP PROTECTING ME! BACK WHEN WE WERE KIDS I WAS THE ONE FIGHTING OFF THE BULLIES THAT TORTURED YOU! WHY CANT YOU LET ME BE! I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!” You screamed at the top of your lungs as everyone started staring at you and you cried in frustration “I was stronger, faster, smarter, better fighter than all of you… now in your eyes I’m just… these” pointing at your breasts and hips “I’m not just these… I’m still me… I… I’m not useless… why did I have to be born a girl… I felt better when I was built more like you… one of the boys… but now… I’m not… I’m just a girl… why…” \n“Penny… you aren’t just your looks in our eyes ok?” \n“Then why do you keep protecting me forgetting that I used you beat you up in every single one of our fights?” \n“You answered that yourself. You “used to”. Important key words. I don’t think you are useless. No one does. We know you can take care of yourself… but it’s not the same now than it was before. Before you had adults to protect you from danger if it was dangerous… now you don’t” \n“That doesn’t mean anything. I don’t need them to protect me and I don’t need you to protect me. I’m fine… plus they were above me. You were my equals at most” \n“Were. Past. And only in physique. We still are equals. I know you probably can beat up a normal person if you tried” \n“Then why do you feel the need to sideline me?” \n“Well… we don’t want you to get hurt. No one is untouchable… and… even if you might win a fight against someone normal in a pinch… there’s the chance they are more like us and… you might not win… you have yourself only in the moment things happen… and if you are not enough… shit might get ugly” \n“That doesn’t mean anything… that also applies to you… you just think I’m a fragile woman” \n“Listen… we don’t think you are fragile as is… but… you aren’t as tough as some of us adult men… that’s perfectly fine. Some of us adult men are more fragile than some adult women as well… but… you got the short end of the stick… and I’m sorry for that. You must feel frustrated about it and i don't blame you. I don’t doubt you can fight off people, but you’ll certainly get more hurt than us… and you are way too special for us to lose or see get hurt… you were our best friend since kids… you are still one of the bois… if not you wouldn’t be hanging out with us still. That's why we can't bare watching you get hurt. You are more special than any woman that comes to our life. So why would we let you fight a fight that will leave you wounded when we can stop it or fight off a dude that is being rude to you? All the more reason to do it if we don't get as hurt at the end. You did it for us way back then... we are just returning the favor. We love you as our sister. We don't underestimate your capabilities.. it is just that we don't think it's right you fight problems alone when you did for so long putting yourself in the line when we were kids. Much less knowing it is far more dangerous now than back then. I'm sorry if was too much, but we owe you quite the bit... so whenever we are present you don't have to fight for yourself or for us anymore. we can do that ourselves as well. It's not fair for you to defend us forever. More so than protecting you from the world we want to protect you from yourself. Heading face first into trouble has gotten you to the hospital as kids. As adults we don't want to imagine what you'll get yourself into and that's why we worry. you might bite off more than what you can chew\"\n\n\"Don't be so zappy! you idiot! Plus you can also get hurt... what will happen if you get wounded too much huh? nothing says you won't be hurt as well\"\n\n\"Well... if we do... we'll get hurt happily knowing we've saved the best woman in the world from getting hurt while doing so\" you blushed at the comment and you suddenly feel something brewing inside you... like if you put a hot steaming soup to boil in an oven.\n\n\"Stop that! fucking idiot! I wouldn't be able to take it if any of you got hurt because of me!\"\n\n\"Hey, don't worry about it too much. We are five guys and thanks to you teaching us how to be tought we've dedicated ourselves to contact sports and we have pretty good coordination. Chances are we won't be hurt as much... much less if we are in a group. Think of us as your squad and yourself as our captain... we'll what we must with the loyalty of army men. And if one of us dies... well... you always have the rest of your bois to take care of you and console you when one brother dies... but we only have one captain sister and no one can replace her and fill the void we'd feel in our hearts. we might even disband because you are just that special for us\" and you blushed and your oven and heart went into hyperdrive as you looked away.\n\n\"Stop being adorable and walk me home\"\n\n\"Yes ma'am\"\n\nOnce you arrived, he left with a smile waving at you. When you closed the door you immediately ran to your special bathroom and grabbed the dildo you tagged as harry basing yourself in his body build and personality and used it to let it all out"
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"content": "Bianca wasn't sure what she should have worn to the first day of her apprenticeship. The petite half elf had shown up to her first day as an artificer's apprentice wearing just lace up cotton pants and a simple peasant top. Her Missy blonde hair was in a large bun, its voluminous length mostly secured up behind her. She figured she might have to get to work straight away, and she didn't even know who she was going to be working for!\n\nAs she walked towards the back of the shop, looking for someone to talk to, she noticed an odd sort of machine. It was a huge tank of what appeared to be milk, and attached to it were a couple of mechanical arms that seem to have suction cups attached to them. She picked up a notebook that was lying next to the apparatus, and she glanced at it...\n\n\"Notes on negative milkers...\" The text began, before trailing off into technical diagrams and sketches followed by more writing in goblin. Bianca could read goblin, but the handwriting got really sloppy once it was in the writer's native goblin scrawl. The half elf didn't notice that the machine seemed to quietly whir to life, as she stepped just a bit closer.\n\nWith a sudden clunking start, the machine awakened fully, and a pair of claws emerged from it, quickly seizing Bianca's shirt and pulling it off of her shoulders and down to her waist, leaving her breasts bare. Before she could even react, another arm had looped a pair of cuffs over her wrists, holding them above her head, as the two suction cups started to reach out towards the elfs tiny breasts. Bianca looked around, frantically, before she felt them latch on. Then, the pumping started.\n\nBianca felt a brief suction, at first, and it almost felt like her breasts were somehow adhering to the machine by glue, but then the sensation seemed to reverse itself, becoming an increasingly intense pressure instead. Bianca felt like her nipples were being pushed and pressed on, as though something were trying to flow into her chest. The milk in the machine's gigantic tank had filled the tubes leading up to the cups, and she could feel it's warm and slick creaminess on her tiny pale nubs.\n\nThe elf struggled in place, before she was lifted off the ground by her wrists, leaving her toes just barely touching the floor and making escape impossible. Then, with a feeling of pain and pleasure, she filled the pressure spread from her nipples to her breasts themselves. Bianca's tiny breasts suddenly looked swollen, round and starting to inflate on her chest, as milk was being pumped into them!\n\nAt that moment, a short and extremely busty redheaded goblin woman wandered in from the workshops adjoining bedrooms. She seemed half asleep, wearing only a small wool robe that was draped half open. She was only four feet tall, but over half of her height was in her surprisingly long legs. And probably a quarter of her body weight was in her head size boobs. She was holding a mug in her hands, about to bring it to her automated coffee machine, when she finally noticed what all the rumbling and clanking was about this morning. The goblin girl looked at the helpless elf with milk flowing into her breasts, and her eyes lit up.\n\n\"Oh! Hey! You must be the new apprentice! Glad to have you! I'm Mitzi! You must be Bianca or whatever!? I see you're getting right down to work testing out the negative milkers! I love to see a dedication to the craft!\" \n\nBianca was panicked. \"Help! Help me!?\" She called, as she felt more and more fluid being pumped into her breasts, her once almost flat chest now sporting two grapefruit sized mounds, each tight with milk. Her breasts were still getting pumped fuller and fuller, swelling, even as she watched.\n\nMitzi just shrugged. \"Can't. Who knows what will happen if I try to shut it off now! I mean... Maybe nothing, but maybe something bad! Besides! We gotta get test data!\"\n\nBianca's breasts were still rapidly inflating, being pumped fuller and fuller of the mystery milk. \"What's happening to me!?\" She cried out.\n\nMitzi beamed. \"Normally, inducing lactation takes all kinds of work. Same for breast growth! Regular milkers just suck milk out of breasts, hopefully training them to make more, and hopefully making them a little bigger, if you're lucky, but my negative milkers are a revelation!\"\n\nShe paused, watching as Bianca's breasts inflated to the size of small cantaloupes, obviously tight and heavy with milk. But something else was also happening. Thin blue veins were starting to become visible underneath Bianca's pale skin, and her breasts were looking slightly less tight than one might expect, especially considering that they were being pumped full of pints and pints of milk.\n\nMitzi pointed some sort of magitech sensor at the elf, and she continued. \"I've collected some of the richest, creamiest, most bust fattening milk from cowgirls and Maybe a few succubi here or there, \"She mumbled that last part a bit, \"And I've treated it alchemically! This milk gets pumped into your breasts. Between the alchemy and the milk, and the tech and the negative milkers! Your breasts actually absorb it! Getting bigger instantly and making milk immediately! You're going to be a real dairy producer in no time!\" Goblin was obviously proud of herself, even as Bianca struggled against the machine, as she heard what it was doing to her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "I do believe i did a cum." | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Prompts for a Royal Halloween | [
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"content": "The queen had kept her composure for a long time, but she was about to burst. Having poltergeists constantly giving her oral, vaginal and anal under her dress was becoming a handful while dealing with her subjects. It only became worse when they started to lick and suck her nipples while she was facing someone.\n\nThe princess somehow was always dirty when she (the maid) came in. She also noticed the princess had somehow sawdust covered all over her… but there was no wood in the room… except the bed’s wooden frame… but why would she go under the bed? The princess never answered as inside her a tentacle parasite was moving. It usually stayed under the bed where it fucked her, but now it decided to enter her body through her anus into her digestive system so it could just poke out her anus to fuck her pussy whenever it felt like pleasing her subtly and when it wanted something visual it came out her mouth rubbing her insides until it came on her face\n\nThe duchess being bored with her always busy husband decided to take a stroll on her personal forest one full moon. She heard the howls of the wolves at the distance and she thought being eaten by one would be heaven compared to her stale life at their manor… so she went towards them… little did she know it was a man amidst of his transformation into a werewolf… and his dick was aching for a female to mate with for pups\n\nThe baroness was kidnapped one unfortunate afternoon… the best part? She had been taken into a cave where multiple incubi were there balls out dicks stiff and licking their sharp teeth for her flesh. What she didn’t know was that the one to impregnate her would be a futanari succubus and the incubi were just there to prep her for what was coming\n\nLady Frei was just visiting Transylvania when one night she had gone blank and woke up in a castle naked with two holes on her wrist and her private parts covered in her own menstrual blood"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The paladin got oddly addicted while held captive by the orcs. Now she needs a pair of manicles or there is no way she'll cum. | [
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"content": "Seraphine had been embarrassed to get captured by orcs, when she'd been so cocky in her determination that, as one of the most revered paladins in the land, she could handle their whole cult by herself. Instead, she'd been captured, she'd had some foul concoction of orc milk and orc cum poured down her throat, and she had spent weeks in a sex drunk haze being used as a living fuck doll by an orcish cult. What was really embarrassing though was how, after the first initial drink, they hadn't needed to force her to drink another concoction, and then another, as her only meal for days on end. She had practically started to crave it, and she eagerly gulped down giant bowls of the orc concoction every time it was offered. She could still remember the taste, salty sweet with overtones of bitter herbs and pungent alchemical reagents, and her mouth watered. She actually longed to feel her belly stretched tight with the nourishing, intoxicating brew, despite or maybe even because of the way that it made her head swim with pure foggy horniness.\n\nWhat was embarrassing was how easily she had let herself succumb to being a plaything for the orcs. She had basically stopped trying to escape after the first night, if she was honest, and she most often pulled at her restraints when she was thrashing in orgasm as giant orc dicks stretched her pussy and giant orcs roughly pounded her like a cheap whore, pumping her full of their cum or splattering it all over her body, her thighs, her stomach, her tits, even her face. What was embarrassing was how she would eagerly let them come in her mouth, the flavor of semen increasingly tantalizing for her, especially after having drunk so much of the orcish mating brew.\n\nWhat was embarrassing was the fact that, as she lay in her tent, with her hand down her soaked panties, she was fantasizing about her time being a sex doll for the orcs. She was reliving her memories, as she stroked her clit and plunged her fingers into herself, and no matter how hot she got or how much she stimulated herself She felt like she couldn't come. She felt like she needed something else...\n\nWhat was embarrassing Was the way that Lucien, the Tiefling mage seemed to be eyeing her with a knowing look, as she exited her tent, frustration getting the better of her and driving her to go bathe in the nearby stream. His glowing yellow eyes peered at her through the silky bangs of his Stark white hair, and he had a smirk on his lips, as his whip-like, Spade tipped tail flicked behind him.\n\n\"Something keeping you up?\" The Incubus blooded arcanist asked, arching an eyebrow.\n\nIt was so annoying that he was always up late, but a blush passed over seraphine's skin, as she realized he might have heard her moving. \"It's none of your concern,\" She said, flicking her mane of Raven black hair, as she turned her gaze away from him. It didn't stop him from scrutinizing her though, and his senses were keen.\n\nHis gaze trailed up her long, creamy legs, noticing the slight quiver to her shapely thighs, barely hidden underneath her long yet thin night dress. Her toned and shapely bottom was sweating, letting her dress cling to her body, which also accentuated her toned and shapely midriff. Her perky and full breasts were slightly swollen with arousal, and her nipples were hard enough to poke out of More than the night air would excuse. \n\nThe glow in Lucian's eyes seemed to intensify, and, with her divine senses, seraphine could feel a niggling tension at the back of her mind. She turned to glare at him, but he simply chuckled, one of his gleaming white fangs glinting in the moonlight.\n\n\"Oh my... That is delicious!\" He laughed to himself.\n\n\"And what do you mean by that?\" Oh my god she said.\n\nLucien just held her gaze for a moment, then he snapped his fingers, and a pair of spectral manacles shot out from the space above his palm, a chain manifesting in his grasp, as the manacles latched themselves onto the paladin's wrists. He stood up and started towards the shadow conjured cabin where he had planned to be sleeping later that night."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A lesbian decides to monetize her slutty bi girlfriend's body and gets a raise, a promotion, and a new car. What else can this horny girl get her? | [
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"content": "The hunger of her greed was insatiable… but the hunger of her girlfriend’s lust and desire for love were more. After she had noticed she was nothing but a means to an end for her partner she decided to cup her superiors in her hands. She already was fucking them for the benefit of her girlfriend, so she might as well tie the knot with them and seal her place as the most powerful woman at the company. All she had to do was let them treat her as their wife and gangbang her every day off. Things she already did far too well. After she was asked about her girlfriend she just contorted her face in disgust \n\n“Feed her to the dogs of this place. She only used me to get what she wanted. So why don’t you take that away from her and change her position to the janitor. Wanting to get more stuff through me. Only thing she’ll get from me now is loneliness”\n\nAnd so… they did. They took away the car, as it was the company’s car, took away her salary, her job, and gave her the role of janitor all in one day. The shock of the news got to her and she immediately ran towards her girlfriend begging\n\n“Honey I know I’ve asked you to fuck my bosses a lot recently, but please do it a little more… they took everything for no reason and without that salary we are going to…”\n\n“To what? End in the streets? We never needed that salary. We lived perfectly fine without it. Only when you realized you could use me to get what you wanted you suddenly needed all these things you didn’t let me enjoy with you. Neglecting me, whoring me out. Not anymore. You brought this upon yourself. It wasn’t for no reason. I told them to take everything they could from you. We’ve been married for a while since I’ve already been their mistress I thought why not let them treat me with more respect as their wife? Even as their whore they appreciated me more than you did so it was easy enough to convince them even if we were still together. Why do you think I went out more without you knowing beforehand? They took me to all these amazing restaurants and tourist sites, malls and beaches. What have you done for me from a year ago to this day?… nothing… it’s over Bella… we are nothing now… hope you rot with a mop in your hands”"
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"content": "My body was a mystery to me. That's why when I awoke this morning, I had no idea what to make of the new appendage I noticed when I reached for my boxers. I pulled them down to my ankles and there it was, an extra part of me. It was a raised mass above my cock and balls, a small fleshy mound with a hood of skin. I cautiously touched it, feeling a jolt of pleasure burst through my body. What was this? Was it permanent?\n\nI slowly pulled on my shorts, doing my best to ignore the odd sensation coming from between my legs. I hesitated for a moment as I buttoned up my shirt, then decided to take a closer look. I went into my bathroom and faced the mirror.\n\nThis was no hallucination. I was looking at a clitoris, a fully formed clitoris, complete with its own hood and all. I didn't know how this could be happening to me. I frantically searched my brain for any explanation, any reason for this bizarre phenomenon. But there was nothing, absolutely nothing. I was just as confused as when I first woke up.\n\nI carefully examined the clitoris, noticing how sensitive it was to the lightest touch. I ran my fingers over it, feeling the intense pleasure that came with it and fought the urge to orgasm. I sat there for what felt like an eternity, my mind whirring as I tried to make sense of it all.\n\nFinally, I made a decision. I was going to explore this new addition to my body and find out what it could do. I was going to discover all its secrets.\n\nI slowly moved my finger in circles around my clitoris, feeling the sensations become more intense. I felt hypnotized, as my breathing became deeper and my arousal intensified. Never before had I ever experienced such pleasure. With each movement of my finger, I ventured further into this mysterious realm of pleasure, feeling my body respond with increasing passion as I got more acquainted with this newfound pleasure."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After an awkward first month with your new roommate the two of you are taking a bath together. | [
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"content": "\"Aaaaahhh.\" I let out a long, happy sigh. *Nothing like a hot bath after a long, stupid day,* I thought to myself. I let myself float a little, my backside drifting aimlessly just above the bottom of the tub. My dick and balls rose a little out of the hot water and were blasted with an icy chill. I quickly sat up and let my rump sit comfortably on the floor to keep more of me under water.\n\nI took a deep breath in and held it, encouraging my muscles to relax. I closed my eyes and smiled. Becca was a great roommate, even if she was still pretty awkward about cohabiting with the opposite gender. *She'll relax about it eventually,* I hoped.\n\nSuddenly the bathroom door opened and slammed shut. I opened my eyes to see Becca leaning against the door with her eyes closed, breathing heavy. She was *completely* naked. \"Oh!\" I said, surprised, and looked away.\n\nShe *screamed* and turned back to the door and began rattling the doorknob. I had locked it, but apparently I hadn't *shut* it all the way, and now she was locked in with me. \"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh,\" she kept repeating, three octaves higher than usual.\n\n\"Hey,\" I offered over her shrieking. \"You have to...\" But I wasn't loud enough. She obviously didn't know how to work the unusual lock. \"Do you *never* lock it when you're in here?\" I asked.\n\nShe was quieting down but still frantically fidgeting with the doorknob. \"Do *YOU* never lock it?\"\n\nI laughed. \"I *did* lock it. What *I* failed to do, was make sure it was *shut* all the way.\"\n\n\"Well,\" she said, still panicking, \"*I* don't lock it because I don't know how to work it!\"\n\n\"Hey, slow down,\" I said. \"I'll tell you how to do it. Just relax.\"\n\nShe tried to calm down. \"OK, but don't look at me!\" she exclaimed, trying to stand in the fetal position.\n\nI was looking. Her ass was *incredible*. \"Real quick though,\" I said. \"Most people knock on closed doors.\"\n\n\"Well I thought you weren't home!\" she cried. \"And I left my towel in here so I thought I'd just run in real quick for a shower!\"\n\nI laughed. \"Well you can take a bath with me.\"\n\n\"WHAT? NO! Are you CRAZY?\" She bellowed.\n\nI paused for a beat. \"Look, things have been... a little tense. I know it's awkward for you rooming with a guy. I'm not suggesting we fuck, I'm just saying maybe taking a bath together would break the ice, kill some of the tension, you know?\"\n\nShe was breathing heavy. I could just make out a hint of side boob hanging by her hunched shoulders.\n\n\"I think it'd be nice if we could be more casual, more comfortable with each other. We're roommates. We're *definitely* going to run into each other naked from time to time. Let's just take a bath together and get comfortable with each other's body. Can't hurt, right?\"\n\nSlowly she turned her head to face me. I thought about quickly turning away to make her think I wasn't looking, but I decided to own it. One of her eyes met mine and she blushed.\n\n\"Hey!\" she declared. \"I said no looking!\"\n\n\"I couldn't help it,\" I said with a smirk. \"You've got a great body.\"\n\nShe lowered her head and looked back at the door. She jiggled the doorknob one more time and let out a frustrated groan.\n\n\"Come on,\" I said. \"It won't hurt anything. Let's just spend a little naked time together so we don't have to feel so awkward around each other all the time.\"\n\nShe reached up and crossed her arms, grabbing her tits with her hands before slowly turning around, keeping her knees crossed and her butt pulled back to hide her pussy. Didn't matter much anyway since she had a pretty gnarly bush. Once she was facing me her eyes went wide. I made *no* effort to conceal *anything*. I even let my hips float up again so my pride and joy could say hi above the waterline.\n\n\"What do you say?\" I asked, smiling. \"It's not like you've never seen a dick before. And I've seen *plenty* of naked ladies. We're both adults. We're both in good shape. We've got nothing to be ashamed of, right?\"\n\nHer muscles relaxed at about the same pace that molasses flows. Her hands slowly lowered until the tops of her areolas were just barely visible. She slid her knees together until they were side-by-side instead of crossed. She straightened her back a little. Then she took a deep breath and gradually, awkwardly, lowered her hands.\n\n\"See?\" I said. \"It's not so bad. And you look *great*.\" I smiled warmly. \"Come on in. Let's get clean together.\"\n\nShe hesitated, sizing me up. \"You're not going to try to have sex with me?\"\n\n\"I promise,\" I said. \"No sex.\"\n\n\"No touching!\" She asserted.\n\n\"Well,\" I said. \"The bathtub is pretty small. Our bodies are *definitely* going to touch each other, a *lot*.\"\n\n\"Well, no touching on the private parts.\"\n\nI shrugged. \"I'll do my best, but I can't promise there won't be any touching.\" I nodded at my member. \"Look Becca, mine sticks out. I won't put it in *yours* but if your leg brushes up against it, I'm not going to complain. And you can't complain if I brush up against yours either, deal?\"\n\nShe stared at my cock with wide eyes and took a deep breath. *She's never touched a cock before,* I realized.\n\n\"Come on,\" I encouraged her. \"This is going to make our roommate situation *so much* less awkward. We *need* this!\"\n\nShe slowly took a step forward, stopped, looked to my face expectantly, and waited.\n\n\"No sex,\" I confirmed. \"Just roommates getting comfortable with each other's bodies.\"\n\nShe took the remaining steps surprisingly swiftly then went back to slow trepidation as she searched for a place to step into the tub. I spread my knees and gave her a clear landing zone. She carefully placed her foot as far from my skin as she could and transferred her weight. Then she pulled the other foot over the edge of the tub and hesitated again.\n\nI knew it was now or never. I closed my knees around her foot and let her feel my naked skin against hers. It was just her ankles (*How scandalous!* I thought with a chuckle) but I could tell this was totally new to her. She breathed in sharply then let her other foot fall into the water along the wall of the tub. She bent her knees and lowered her butt into the water. I sat up and pulled in my knees to give her room.\n\nShe slid toward me a little once she was seated. She held her knees close against her body, but despite her best efforts, her ass cheeks were in contact with my feet. I looked at her and smiled. She just looked down at her knees awkwardly.\n\n\"Becca,\" I said, still smiling. \"I'm not going to hurt you. *Relax*.\"\n\nShe made eye contact with me for a nanosecond then looked back down. I leaned forward and gently put a hand on one of her knees.\n\n\"Hey,\" I said. \"How's this? Is this so bad?\"\n\nShe shook her head, still looking down. I slowly slid my hand down her calf and wrapped my fingers a little behind its smooth curves.\n\n\"How's this?\"\n\nShe shuddered, her eyes widening. \"It's... uh...\"\n\n\"I'll stop if you're *too* uncomfortable,\" I offered.\n\n\"No,\" she said. \"It's not that...\"\n\n\"Well,\" I said. \"Good.\" I tugged gently at her calf and guided it forward and outside of my hip, draping her leg over mine. \"And how about this? Is *this* OK?\"\n\nShe locked eyes with me and nodded in the affirmative, looking like a scared little puppy.\n\nI reached out and pulled her other calf out and over my leg. She sat there, her legs gently spread, the hot water lulling her into a sort of forced relaxation, and she stared at me. We were cradling each other's butts between our feet.\n\n\"Becca,\" I said. \"We've been friends for a *long* time. I appreciate you rooming with me.\"\n\nShe nodded sharply and bit her lips together.\n\n\"Becca?\" I asked. \"Is this the most skin contact you've had with a guy?\"\n\nAgain, she gave a couple quick nods. Her eyes looked like they were watering.\n\n\"Becca,\" I smiled. \"I promise we're not going to make a baby this way.\"\n\nShe let out a loud, relieved laugh. \"I know,\" she said, looking up at the ceiling, her eyes *definitely* full of tears. \"It's just a little scary, that's all.\"\n\n\"Look at me,\" I said gently. She looked. \"Now look down here,\" I said, pointing between my legs. \"This is my cock. He's happy to make your acquaintance.\"\n\nShe gave a wry smile. \"He doesn't look *that* happy,\" she joked.\n\n\"Good!\" I said. \"You're relaxing!\"\n\nShe grinned weakly. \"I guess so.\"\n\n\"Becca,\" I started. \"Will you let me wash you off?\"\n\nShe looked at me, searching my eyes.\n\nI picked up a sponge and held it up. \"No hands, just a sponge. It's not sexual, it's just... nice.\"\n\nSlowly she nodded.\n\n\"Alright,\" I began. \"Let's start with your back. Spin around for me.\"\n\nShe clumsily pulled her knees back in and spun around on her butt. Once her feet were against the back of the tub though she slid back toward me. She slid faster than she'd anticipated and found herself all the way against my body, my comfortable, flaccid dick smooshed up against her upper butt crack. She gasped.\n\n\"I told you we'd end up touching each other,\" I said quickly. \"I don't mind. Does it bother you?\"\n\nShe contemplated it a moment, then slowly shook her head. She had her long, gorgeous hair up in a bun that rocked back and forth in my face as she turned her head left and right. I put a hand on her shoulder blade and nudged her forward. Then I put some of her body wash on the sponge and began to scrub. After a moment she said, \"this is really nice... Thank you.\"\n\nI could tell she was *finally* relaxing. \"You're welcome,\" I said gently.\n\nShe let her neck relax and let her head hang between her knees while I scrubbed hard and massaged her with the sponge. Then, all on her own, she made her way onto her knees and lifted her butt out of the water for me to scrub, her feet sliding along the edge of the tub to cradle my backside again.\n\nI worked up a lather on her incredible ass, which started making my dick *actually* excited. When I reached between her legs to clean the inside of her thighs I lifted my hand a little to high and felt her velvety, soft labia brush up against my hand. She gasped and my erection leapt out of the water. \"Sorry,\" I said."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A lumberjack encounters a femboy Wood Elf. | [
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"content": "\"Oh, for fucks sake... Is this the part where you lecture me about chopping down trees?\"\n\nEdgar glared at trembling little elf hiding in the bushes. Though little, here, was only in the relative sense. Edgar was a towering figure, some even said he may be half-giant. By comparison, the elf was, well, the average size for an elf. \n\n\"N-no sir. Uhm, actually, responsible and sustainable forestry is a great boon to ecosystems.\"\n\n\"Right...\" Edgar eyed the elf with suspicion, yet eased his grip on his ax. \"Then who are you, and what do you want?\"\n\nThe elf froze, doe eyed. Long, shapely ears poked through a glorious mess of hair, an incomprehensible tangle of golden ringlets. They were acutely feminine, and femininely cute. A simple yet elegant tunic draped their petit yet curvaceous form. Edgar knew enough about elves to deduce this one probably had a penis anyway.\n\n\"Of course sir, how rude of me. I am Lidan, and I mean you no harm.\" Lidan bowed.\n\n\"I'm Edgar, and I haven't decided if I do or don't.\"\n\n\"Come now, let's be civil.\" Lidan's voice shook in false confidence.\n\n\"I might be inclined to, when you explain what you're doing on my property.\"\n\n\"Property? Woodlands? Of all the things humans have claimed, must say that's a first!\"\n\n\"These woods have been in my family for two hundred years.\"\n\n\"Ah, so not very long then,\" Lidan said without malice.\n\n\"Longer than you. Now get out.\"\n\n\"I've lived here since that tree you felled was but an acorn!\"\n\nEdgar counted the rings.\n\n\"So, twelve years?\"\n\n\"... Yeah, not really as impressive when you put it that way.\" Lidan smiled bashfully. \n\n\"If what you're saying is true, how come I've never seen you before?\"\n\n\"I'm quite shy, actually.\"\n\n\"I can tell. So, that's all this is then? Just a neighborly greeting?\"\n\n\"Well, uh, actually...\" Lidan pouted and shuffled their feet.\n\n\"What now?\" Edgar facepalmed and groaned.\n\n\"I may have, kinda, sorta been-stealing-your-firewood. A-and, I want to make it up to you.\"\n\n\"That was you the whole time? You little cocksucker! I thought I was going crazy.\"\n\n\"I'm really sorry. I only took enough to keep myself warm. And cook. And bathe... And make charcoal and sell it.\"\n\n\"You better pay me back. Now.\"\n\n\"Eh hmm, about that. I invested all the money into speculative foreign bonds, and I kinda lost it all. So, I was wondering if maybe I could work off the debt?\"\n\n\"You've been stealing from me for what... Twelve years? Lots of cold nights thanks to you.\"\n\n\"Actually just this past year.\"\n\n\"Oh. Then where was the firewood going before then?\"\n\nLidan shrugged. Edgar grumbled, and paused to think.\n\n\"Maybe it was-\"\n\n\"It wasn't a serious question. Fine. I could use the help.\"\n\n\"Splendid! I can cook, clean, forage, do spells... Whatever you need, really.\"\n\nEdgar pointed to the felled tree, then to a sled.\n\n\"Ah.\"\n\n(To be continued.)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Due to a rift in the space-time continuum, you and your bully has just switched body for an entire month. | [
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"content": "My eyes grew wide. *This is not my body.* My hands were unfamiliar, my feet were too closer to my eyes. I was in an unfamiliar room. I dashed into the hall in desperate search of a bathroom. There, in the mirror, I nearly died. I was staring face to face with Wade, the boy who had bulled me since the first grade.\n\nWe had graduated high school last year and somehow he *still* hadn't managed to let go of whatever grudge he held against me. He'd stopped into my job a few times to harass me and make fun of me. He thought he was *so* cool.\n\nMy mind began racing. If I was in his body... My heart jumped and I raced back to the bedroom searching for a cell phone. Sure enough, it was plugged in by his bed and it unlocked with a thumbprint. *Thank goodness I never enabled that feature!* I thought. He'd have to guess my PIN. I dialed my phone and waited. After several rings he picked up.\n\n\"Wade?\" I asked.\n\nSilence.\n\n\"Wade, I know it's you.\"\n\nA weak, distant voice voice said, \"what did you *do*?\"\n\n\"Nothing,\" I said. \"I don't know how this happened, but it looks like we've traded places.\n\n\"Look, you little shit,\" he started.\n\nI laughed over him. \"What are you going to do? Come to your house and beat yourself up in front of your family?\"\n\nSilence.\n\n\"Here's the deal,\" I said. \"Until we swap back, we're just going to have to do our best to get through this. You might be having thoughts of ruining my life, but believe me, you've been ruining my life for over twelve long years. I think you'll find my life is already pretty miserable.\"\n\nI could hear him breathing. Well, it sounded like me breathing. But it was him.\n\n\"Keep your hands off my fucking girlfriend,\" he said.\n\nI laughed again. \"What? You want me to stop talking to her so she breaks up with you?\"\n\nSilence.\n\n\"Wade, we're going to have to just roll with this.\"\n\n\"Fine,\" he said. \"But when this is over, you're *dead*.\" He hung up. He didn't ask for my PIN. I rolled onto his bed laughing, then I made a plan.\n\n***\n\nPhase one of the plan began almost by accident. His girlfriend came over. His parents let her in and she ran up to his room excited.\n\n\"Wade!\" she said excitedly, throwing her hands around my neck.\n\n*Shit! What is her name?* I panicked. I had no idea what he called her. So I just hugged her back.\n\n\"Are you OK boo?\" She asked, looking deep into my eyes with concern.\n\n\"Yeah, I'm fine. I've just had a lot on my mind.\"\n\n\"Aw,\" she said. \"You can tell me anything, you know.\"\n\n\"I know, but I'm still processing it all.\"\n\n\"OK, well when you're ready to talk, I'm here for you.\"\n\n\"Very sweet,\" I said.\n\n\"Honey bun,\" she started, looking down at her feet. \"Did you think about that thing I talked to you about?\"\n\n\"Huh?\" I asked.\n\n\"You know... after our big fight. You said you'd consider it. I really had no idea it would upset you so much. When you said you loved me I thought it meant...\"\n\nI looked at her, raising my eyebrows.\n\n\"Well, I just think our first time shouldn't be with a condom. It'll be *so* much nicer for you, and... well... you know I have a breeding kink and...\"\n\n*Lightbulb.*\n\n\"Oh, of course,\" I said. \"Yeah, I gave it a lot of thought and... I'm *totally* on board. In fact, I was hoping we could start today. Let's have sex *every* day until you get pregnant!\"\n\nHer eyes lit up like the forth of July.\n\n\"Oh babe! Yay!\" She clapped her hands and jumped up and down. She ran to the door and closed it. \"Are your parents home?\" she whispered.\n\n\"I don't know,\" I whispered back. \"I think we'll have to be quiet.\"\n\nShe snickered. \"OK.\" She pushed me back until I tripped and fell into the bed. \"And don't worry about making me cum. We're *just* trying to get pregnant. All that matters is that you fill me up, OK?\"\n\nI nodded, doing my best not to have an evil grin. There was *no way* Wade would agree to this.\n\nShe helped me out of my sweatpants and gave me a quick but sexy little strip tease. She definitely wasn't my type, but she was cute. Ditzy, short, blonde... basically the only girl in town dumb enough to date Wade. But she had a great little body with perky tits and a decent ass. And it turned out she was horny and kinky as hell.\n\nOnce she had tossed all of her clothes around the room in places we'd never find them, she crawled onto me and began kissing me aggressively, straddling my waist and rubbing her pussy on my cock. Wade's cock was... average, at best. But he certainly got hard enough for his girl. Before I knew what was happening she had me inside of her and she was riding like a champion. This... *wasn't* her first time. It was *their* first time, but she was no virgin and she knew *exactly* what she was doing.\n\nHer riding was first class, rocking my cock so dramatically inside of her I could feel myself knocking against internal organs. She was soaking wet, and super tight, which combined beautifully with the hypnotic undulations of her waist. Soon though, she dismounted and said, \"I want you to finish in me missionary style, I heard that's better for getting knocked up!\"\n\nShe got on her back and I held myself up over her between her legs. I slipped in easily and began thrusting. She had already done most of the work. I was on the brink of cumming and she had known it. Just a few thrusts in and I felt the explosion building up until I couldn't hold it any longer. I moaned and slammed my hips into her, grinding against her thighs and grunting as I shot load after load of cum deep into her pussy. She reached up and grabbed my waist and pulled me in harder, squealing with delight.\n\nShe waited until the cock's twitching died down, then milked the final drops out with her hand as I slid Wade's cock out of her tight flower. She stayed on her back, glowing with joy. \"Oh babe,\" she moaned. \"I can't believe you agreed to this. Thank you *so* much! I can't *wait* to get pregnant! You said we can do this *every day*?\"\n\n\"Of course,\" I said, wiping my dick off with one of Wade's t-shirts.\n\n\"Wow.\" She sighed. \"Well, I hadn't planned on staying long. I just stopped by to see you real quick!\" She got up, keeping an eye on her little pussy to watch for cum leaking out. \"Hey!\" she cried. \"Good job! You really got it in there deep! I don't see any leaking out!\" She smiled, then began hunting for her clothing. She found everything but the panties, and decided that was good enough. She left me with a kiss, her short skirt bouncing as she ran off, letting me catch peeks of her ass as she went.\n\n***\n\nPhase two was a little more calculated, but still happened somewhat serendipitously. I'd always liked Wade's older sister, and I knew Wade was a jerk to her too. So, I planned on improving that relationship... *a lot.* I hadn't figured out how I was going to do it yet, but that evening I looked up and saw her standing in the doorway of his room.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She agreed to let her friend practice massages on her, as they went through training. She didn't realize how horny getting massaged would make her... | [
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"content": "\"You sure you're okay with this?\" Jess asked as Amber sat down on the makeshift massage table. \n\"Yeah, you know I'll help you with anything.\" Amber said as she laid back. Jess smiled and began her massage. She started with the blonde's shoulders and gently worked down her back. \"Oh... that's really good, Jess.\" Amber said as Jess made her way to the small of her back.\n\"Do you want to lose the robe?\" Jess offered as she moved to the Blonde's thighs. \n\"Um... would that be okay?\" Amber asked as she looked up at Jess, her blue-green eyes shimmering in the dim light of Jess' scented candles. \n\"Yeah. I don't mind.\" Jess replied. Amber nodded and sat up as she shimmied out of her white robe. She laid back down, now only in her simple black bra and matching panties. Amber couldn't take her eyes off the blonde, but Amber didn't know that. Jess shook her head and went back to her massages. She moved down to her thighs and gently massaged the muscles in her legs. She moved up her thigh ever so slowly until she heard a gentle gasp from Amber. \"Sorry...\" Jess said she backed her hands off. \"Nono... it's alright... you just... scared me.\" \n\"Really? You want me to... go that high?\" Jess asked.\n\"I mean... it feels good...\" Amber said nervously. Jess smiled and bit her lip. \"Can you... roll over for me?\"\n\"Y-yeah.\" Amber stuttered. She rolled onto her back. Jess smiled down at her before grabbing a little bit of body oil. She dribbled just a little oil on the blindes belly and began to massage her tummy, chest, and thighs gently. She carefully watched the blonde's face and watched her lay there in bliss as she worked. Finally, she moved back yo the girls' thighs and began to work between them.\n\"Ah...\" She whimpered as Jess got very close to her womanhood.\n\"You seem to like that.\" Jess teased as she slipped her free hand into her friend's. \n\"I... might.\" Amber said with a smile. Jess took the opportunity and slipped her hand into Amber's panties. Amber gasped but did not stop her. \n\"Still like this?\" Jess asked as she squeezed her friends hand. \"Yes!\" Amber yipped. Jess smiled and began to rub Amber's clit under her panties. \n\"Oh... yes...\" Amber whimpered as Jess continued to tease her. She carefully slipped a finger into her friend, eliciting a gasp from her. Amber looked up at Jess and bit her lip as Jess began to finger her. \n\"Oh my God... aha...\" She moaned as Jess continued to finger her. Jess continued to finger the girl for awhile longer, watching her beautiful face as she went through Jess' teasing. After a few more moments she gripped the sheets on the table and moaned louder.\n\"Ah... Jess... I'm ah... close.\" She whimpered. Jess said nothing but picked up her pace ever so slightly pushing the blonde over the edge. Amber moaned and whimpered through her orgasm as she closed her legs with Jess' hand between them. \n\"Oh my God...\" Amber whimpered as she began to come down. Jess slipped her hand away and quietly licked the blonde's juices off her fingers. Amber blushed deeply as she watched. \"How much more practice do you need?\" She asked as she wiggled on the table. \n\"I can practice whenever you want me too.\" Jess teased before leaning in and kissing Amber.\n\n(I'm no masseuse so don't hate me lol)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Welcome to Black Hills holistic fertility clinic! Just pick a sperm donor from the catalogue, and he'll be down to put a baby in you in a jiffy! IVF? No, no. We do things the natural way here. | [
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"content": "**TW; Dub-con, CNC**\n\n​\n\nElla received the catalog in the mail. Wedged between bills and coupons for local burger joints, the tiniest corner of a semi-thick magazine caught her attention. The moment she slammed her front door shut, she slapped her back to it as if to keep it shut, and keep her nosy neighbors from noticing what caught her attention. \n“It finally came!” She whispered to herself. Her fingers were shaking as she peeled the other mail from her prize. “Black Hills Holistic Fertility Clinic!” Ella almost jumped for joy. It wasn’t as if she was expecting it to arrive cloaked in secrecy- but the fact that she had ordered such a catalog at all was taboo and out of character for her meek and mild temperament. \nHer neighbors didn’t need to know she was shopping for a male, a partner. After all, even old man George down the block had asked her when she was finally going to go on a date after six months of living in her new home. It wasn’t that Ella couldn’t find a date, more so that she was terrified of speaking to men. Her throat swelled up and her hands went cold and jittery. All she could think about was, well… sex. Being 25 and a virgin wasn’t her proudest accomplishment. But she felt the draw towards motherhood since she had graduated college. Now she had a home, and besides spare empty rooms there was nothing missing except the cry of a newborn seeking her touch. Her company. \nOften Ella would stand in the mirror and pat her hips and her belly even tugging on her breasts, wishing they would magically swell on their own with the curvature and promise of new life. She wished for it more than *anything*. \nSo very much so, that when she finally found mention of Black Hills Fertility Clinic online and realized she lived so darn close, she ordered the secret catalog. Her bag and shoes discarded, Ella leapt for the couch and snuggled in to hover over the pages. \n“Right, right, select a male that suits lifestyle compatibility, mhm.” Ella scanned the initial pages. “I pick a match and they look over my own profile and agree or disagree, right.” She skipped the boring parts. She had already made a profile, connected her online doctors office portal which signed off for her, and added a picture best she could take on her own. \n“Here it is!” Ella glowed, she turned the page slowly. Each page showed glowing photos of men. Their headshots, careers, lifestyles, hobbies, accomplishments, GPA and IQ scoring, health and genetic factors, all the meat and potatoes. \nElla found herself almost drooling as she went through each page. She imagined their faces and her own and tried to pair up how their children would look. What did she want out of a child? Personality likely mattered more than anything- but how she crooned at the idea of a little dark haired child with bright blue or green eyes, of which would remind her of her long gone parents. \n“Oh my god.” She froze when her fingers brushed past his photo. “He’s perfect.” The more she read the more she wanted to know more. He worked in business, but owned a line of pet stores. He gave back to foundations to help rescue and adopt out pets in need. His character traits listed empathy, humility, loyalty, and ambition. Ella scanned his photos, he was tall over 6’3 and muscled like a linebacker. He had the dark gruff hair, piercing blue eyes and trimmed neat facial hair she found arousing. Her cheeks warmed as she stared at the outline of his tight name brand jeans. Not to mention a glowing health recommendation and genetic panel. He even had a predisposition for passing on the genetic material for twins. \n“Twins!” She yipped happily. The very idea swam around her head and made her cheeks warm with the idea of an even larger baby bump. An even fuller home. “That’s it I don’t need to see any more.” Ella ferociously ripped the page from her catalog and swiped for her laptop. \nIt took her ten seconds to log on and another ten to type in his eight digit identification code. A whole slew of messages bombarded her as she tried to click on his profile and confirm her interest in him but she found herself ignoring them on the off chance another woman may be trying to snatch him up from her at the exact same moment. \nDing! \n**Status: Offer pending review.** \nElla blew all the air from her lungs. Forcing her long auburn hair to dance in the air. How long would it take? Why did the male have to accept anyway- wasn’t she just accepting a sperm donor? Ella didn’t know, she figured Black Hills was the prestigious version of a sperm donor clinic, they were fancy and she would be too. \nSo she made dinner. She cleaned the kitchen. She turned off all the lights. And she found herself staring at the computer screen blankly, waiting, and crossing her fingers and toes that he- Jack Carter would accept her offer to take his sperm. \nShe even tried to google his name, she found most of the same information listed on his catalog page. Nothing more, nothing less, except for a stray news article or two naming his companies and naming him as founder. She checked for social media and found every one with his name attached set to private. \nElla laid in her bed that night with the throbbing awareness that her body might soon be able to glow with a pregnancy. She rubbed her stomach and wondered if she was ready. Others her age she knew from high school were already having one, even two or more kids by her age. She felt ready. \nShe didn’t hear it over her light snores when her computer chimed to let her know. \n**Offer Accepted.** \nElla called into work. She told no one a single whisper of what she'd done. Instead she drew a bath which was cut short by the extreme anxiety and excitement for her new day ahead. The office had called early and given her the soonest appointment slot they had, and let her know how to arrive. Loose, comfortable clothing. She could do that, she threw on a sundress with nothing underneath, this would be the easiest she assumed for the procedure or sciencey bit she guessed. An email an hour prior was full of tiny words on her cracked iphone screen, she scrolled past them and clicked for her signature at the bottom. \n\n​\n\n\"Done.\" *Online Check-In Complete* her phone dinged at her. They told her to eat beforehand to keep from getting dizzy, and they let her know that overnight suites were always available. She shrugged it off, she would likely be fine after what google told her would be a semi-short procedure. \nWhen she arrived at Black Hills Ella was surprised to see that it lived up to its prestigious name. The hills surrounding the building were plentiful and a gorgeous setting for the well crafted slopes of what looked like a fancy ski resort. It was built almost like a fanciful hotel resort with sloping roofs and windows that peered out over the beautiful scenery. \nWhen she entered the doors, she felt pampered already. The woman at the desk, a blond with a kind smile came around and grasped her arm. \n“We are so glad to see you made it. I’m Serene and I’m the magic behind this whole thing. I just want to assure you that you’ve made the right choice in placing your future family dreams with us.” Serene had a kind smile, the kind that made Ella want to trust her. But there was a way about the woman, about how her eyes shifted to look behind Ella that gave her a feeling of caution about the whole thing. \nThey walked down a short first hallway and Ella tried to ask questions about the procedure- but couldn’t fit it in around Miss Serene’s entire spiel about the company and why she had started it. \n“This is your room. We have you booked for the first session overnight, I saw to it upgraded for you- and *by the way,* your profiles looked like such a good match.” Serene opened the door to a hotel esque room. It was far from the doctor's office vibe she had been expecting. She basically pushed Ella through the doors. \n“Wait overnight? I think there’s been a mistake.” Ella tried to explain. The bed was enormous, and the windows did overlook the rolling hills just the way she’d imagined. \n“No mistake.” Serene rubbed her hands together in a motherly fashion. “I’ve read your whole profile. You are a perfect candidate for Black Hills, where natural pregnancies are ensured the hollistic way.” \nElla’s face dropped."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Wanting to go out naked but not wanting to deal with stares, Emily decided to try painted on clothes. But her painting job isn’t nearly as effective as she thinks it is… | [
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"content": "Sera may have been a talented artist, but she might have made a poor decision by cheaping on the acrylic paints that serve as the only thing covering her pale skin on a rainy day...\n\nLuckily she was still living in happy bliss, her \"cornflower blue\" artists skirt and best rendition of a tank top in \"cobalt white\" over masking tape pasties protecting her fragile ego.\n\nLuckily her drooling pussy, wet with excitement from her new adventure wasn't the only moisture in the air when it began to rain.\n\nShe took on stride, long skipping strides, given as she didn't have to worry about her skirt flipping up if she moved around too much, but the cracks were starting to show, if not to her, as the paint began to rub off between her Lily white thighs just below that freshly shaved art hoe cunt.\n\n(I'll continue with edits if I get a little attention and maybe some feedback! 💕)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: “I’m telling you the food is better than sex.” You tell your roommate, hyping up your food. “Prove it.” | [
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"content": "\"I'm telling you the food is better than sex.\" You tell your roommate Ryan, hyping up your homemade lasagna. You had taken the time to watch your favorite \"cooking on a budget\" YouTube influencer, had hand made and rolled the pasta, made the sauce from almost scratch (Who had time to cook and crush tomatoes?), and the bechamel and parmesan smelled heavenly.\n\n\"I don't believe you Trevor. I've had some amazing sex, but no lasagna compares,\" said Ryan. \n\nYou smile at his response and shrug. \"It's true. I mean, it's not like I'm a chef or anything, but I can make a mean lasagna.\" You chuckle as Ryan shakes his head.\n\nHe has been your best friend since college, and you love him dearly. He's the one person you know that can always make you laugh. You both sit down in front of your dinner table and dig into the lasagna with gusto. The smell of garlic and basil fills the air, and you find yourself smiling as you take another bite. You and Ryan are sitting in your living room, eating and watching Netflix. It's been a few weeks since your last date night, and you were hoping this would help you get over your recent breakup.\n\nRyan pats his stomach, and says, \"A damn fine meal, Trevor, but not better than sex.\" You reply, \"I don't know man, is got me sweating, euphoric, and sleepy. Pretty close.\" Ryan looks at you with an unusual stare. It's serious, sexy, and there's a hint of lust somewhere deep in the blue pools of his eyes. \"Prove it,\" he says.\n\nYou look back at him, confused, but also intrigued. \"Prove what?\" You ask. Ryan stands up, walks towards you, and puts his hands on either side of your face. He leans forward, and kisses you passionately. Your heart races as your body responds to his kiss. His lips are soft and gentle, but his tongue is insistent. You pull back slowly, \"Woah, big guy. You know I just broke up with Susan just a little while ago. And I'm not... And you're not...\"\n\nRyan cuts you off. \"You're not what? What do you think! am?\" Ryan asks, his voice low and full of desire. You pause for a moment, wondering how to answer. \"I don't know. But you seem pretty sure of yourself.\" Ryan smiles at you. \"I know exactly what I want, Trevor. And I know what you want too.\" You look at him, confused. \"What do I want?\" You ask. Ryan grabs your shirt and pulls you to him. He kisses you again, more forcefully this time. You feel his tongue slide between your lips, and you open them to let him in.\n\nYou'd never thought about kissing a man, especially your best friend, but here you are, lips meeting, tongues dancing, and a heat beginning to rise in your core. When the embrace breaks gently, you whisper, \"But we're not gay.\" \n\nRyan smiles, \"Neither was I until I met you Trevor. Now, I'm not so sure. Maybe we're bisexual.\" \n\nYou smile at him, and nod. \"Well, I'm definitely not gay.\" \n\nRyan laughs. He says with a wry smile, \"Then maybe let's be 'not gay' together tonight. You've been hurt, and I've not been with anyone in so long. Maybe we just give each other what we need?\"\n\nYou smile at him, and nod. \"Okay, then. Let's go.\" \n\nRyan stands up and leads you upstairs to his bedroom. He sits you down on the edge of the bed, and begins to undress you. You watch him, and see his eyes light up when he sees your chest. He unbuttons your shirt, and slips it off your shoulders, and tosses it aside. You return the favor, seeing his chiseled abs and chest as he deftly unclasps your belt. I'm a flurry of hands and appendages, you both are now undressed, naked, and very obviously aroused.\n\nRyan smiles at you, and crawls onto the bed next to you. You lay down beside him, and begin to explore his body. He is lean, toned, and muscular, and you run your hands over every inch of him. He moans softly, and you feel his cock twitch against your leg. You wrap your arms around him, and kiss his neck, then move lower. You nibble on his nipples, and he moans louder. \"I've never done this before,\" you tell him as your face approaches his manhood. It's long, but fairly normal in girth.\n\nYou wrap your fingers around it, and stroke him slowly. Ryan moans louder, and you feel his cock pulse in your hand. You lean forward, and lick the tip of his penis. Ryan gasps, and his hips buck slightly. The taste is clean, salty, with the scent of musk filling your nostrils. You wrap your lips around the spongy head, and suck gently. Ryan groans, and you feel his cock twitch even harder. You slide your mouth further down his shaft, and swirl your tongue around the head. He tastes wonderful, and you feel your own cock twitch.\n\nYou continue to bob your head up and down his shaft, and he starts to thrust into your mouth. His hardness fills the void, and you feel like this is right, just for tonight, this is right. You keep sucking, and he keeps thrusting. You can hear him panting, and you know he's getting close. You stop sucking, and lift your head. You look up at him, and he stares back at you with a look of pure lust. \"Please, Trevor... Please,\" he begs.\n\nYou nod, and slide your mouth back down his shaft. This time, you take him all the way in, and hold him there. He's so hard, so thick, so warm. You feel his cock pulse in your throat, and you gag slightly. He holds you there, and you feel his cock twitching in your throat. You pull away, and he lets out a loud groan. You laugh, and he looks confused. \"What's so funny?\" he asks. You shake your head, and start to slide your mouth up and down his cock again. He bucks his hips up, and you feel his cock throb in your mouth.\n\nYou take him deeper, and he lets out a loud groan. \"Trevor!\" he cries. You speed up, and he thrusts into your mouth faster. You can't believe how good it feels, how amazing his cock is. You feel his balls tighten, and he moans loudly. \"I'm going to cum! Oh God, I'm gonna cum!\" he screams. You don't let up, and he explodes in your mouth. You swallow quickly, and he continues to cum. You feel his hot seed fill your mouth, and you swallow it all."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: He'd been invited to a "Special" DnD game by one of his friends. Being the only guy there was weird at first, but he soon discovers that when their characters grows stronger, they grow as well, and he's there to help keep his fellow party members "satisfied" as they all get bigger and hornier. | [
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"content": "What is it with D&D players being horny, smutty freaks?\nMatt contemplated this mystery as he and his friends got excited on chat. Izzy had suggested a new campaign starting this weekend. Izzy was always the DM, and brilliant. She was an avid writer, Dungeons & Dragons fan, and he suspected a bit of an erotic writer after dark.\nBut it wasn't the new campaign everyone was talking about - the group chat blew up after Izzy sent a single picture.\n\n[Brittney]: \"What the hell is that!\"\n[Eva]: \"OMG did you actually buy that thing, you're crazy\"\n[Miriam]: \"Wow - our smartest friend feel for the dumbest scam. I never thought I'd see the day\".\n\nThe chat's passionate banter revolved around a picture of a scrappy grey oblong object- unmistakably a cock, but it looked.. odd. It was plastered, and covered in teenage scribbles and graffiti. Manky and ancient looking, it looks like it was lost to time from the back of an school science lab cupboard.\n\n[Izzy]: \"Behold! One of the last artefacts of the old world, and I've got it!\"\n[Eva]: \"That's sooo much bigger irl. Did the scans come back... Legit?\"\n[Izzy]: \"100% orc cock. .. well it's not like they said that, but they said it looked like no anatomy they'd seen.\"\n\nThough Eva wasn't wrong - that thing was huge, like the size of my formarm.\n\n[Izzy]: \"To celebrate, we're having a w very special new campaign this weekend. Arrive Friday, you'll roll new characters and make them seeexxxyyy xx 😘\"\n\nOh god...\n\n....\n\nSo Matt arrived at 5:30PM for this new Friday session Izzy had invited the group to, and the atmosphere was electric. Miriam and Eva were already there, standing with Izzy clutching a can of white claw each as they looked over... 'it'.\n\nIt was phenomenal - a girthy, veiny plastered clad dildo of interesting proportions.\n\nMatt dropped his bag by the door and approached the trio to admire it. \"Wow, that's the nicest looking fake thing I've ever seen\" grinned Matt.\n\n\"Screw you Matt\" giggled Izzy \"the girls and I were just saying that it... I swear I can feel its presence just being around it. Whiiich is why it'll be a great addition this session - have you prepared much for your character?\"\n\nHe described a fairly standard fighter build, but his \"poor orphan fighting for money\" backstory bored the girls to no end.\n\"That's so lame - it has to be a hornier Matt\" said Eva.\n\"Well.. okay, um. Okay, he's also into ass. And has a thing for.. elves?\"\nThe girls laughed and nudged at Miriam whose cheeks went rosy red - \"yeah, even I made a dirty character after they forced me. And I made an Elf desert trader with a huge bubble butt..\" Miriam's avoidant eyes broke down into a gleeful giggle. The group laughed at the scenario they found themselves in but we're in good spirits to enjoy the absurdity.\n\nThe door handle twisted open and Brittany burst through in a hurried pace.\n\n\"God Iz, you're neighbor is a fucking pervert.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: In steampunk Victorian era now married lesbian ladies discover new kinky uses for the disciplinary devices their governesses used to make them behave like proper ladies. | [
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"content": "\"Did you wear a chastity belt when you were growing up? I found this in the basement.\" Alice came up the stairs, with a large trunk in one hand and a shiny metal belt in the other.\n\n\"Why yes, but I haven't worn it in ages. I suppose my governess must have left it behind.\" Mary mused.\n\n\"There's an entire set of chaperones in here. Your governess must have been quite strict with you.\"\n\n\"Steel chaperones,\" or just \"chaperones,\" was a euphemism for the various devices used to restrain upper-class ladies in an upper class way, supposedly to prevent them from doing something scandalous when they were in private with another man or woman.\n\nAlice set down the trunk and started to unpack the items inside. \"Look at all this. A posture collar, a hobble skirt, a corset - a rather long and sturdy one at that - and even wrist cuffs. Your posture and balance must have been impeccable.\"\n\n\"There's enough steel in those clothes that I don't think you could even bend over. It's not hard to have good posture like that.\"\n\n\"Wow, are these Parisian *en pointe* trainers?\" Alice held up a pair of black ballet boots. \"I never had them growing up, but I knew a girl who wore them. She looked so delicate walking in them, doing that little mincing step to avoid falling over. You know, I think that was probably the first time I realized I was interested in ladies.\"\n\nMary grimaced. \"They're pretty to look at, but no fun at all to walk in. My toes and calves ached awfully at the end of the night when I wore them.\"\n\n\"Well, I thought you're not supposed to be walking around in them. You're supposed to just sit there and look pretty while drinking tea.\"\n\n\"That wasn't much better. Mrs. Havisham always said I fidgeted too much. She even bought some... ah... \"ticklers\" to try and train me to stay focused.\"\n\n\"Oh, so *that's* what those things were for.\" Alice picked up a pair of long, thick rods from the trunk, Each one was coated in a layer of indiarubber, and had a heavy voltaic cell attached to the base. \"My family never used them. Mother said vibrators were used by medical professionals to cure hysteria, and I would get into trouble if I played around with them.\"\n\n\"Oh, my governess couldn't get enough of them.\" Mary said. \"She'd set them to vibrate at high speed unexpectedly - it has a little clockwork timer there, see? - and I would have to sit and keep my perfect posture with that infernal machine buzzing inside me. I'm sure it was more for her amusement than to teach me anything.\"\n\nMary glared at the pile of devices on the table. \"I should have liked to put *her* in some of these things, so she could learn what it was like.\"\n\n\"They seem so pretty, though,\" Alice said wistfully. \"I was always jealous of the rich girls in their fancy dresses. Like little China dolls.\"\n\n\"Oh, darling. You have given me a delightfully wicked idea.\" Mary picked up the pair of wrist cuffs. \"Perhaps you would like to wear these?\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: His D&D's DM and all female party had ulterior motives as they're hands stayed busy below the table. "C'mon, it's your turn. The elf.. oo.. the elf is prone, and Kira's character has started... Ah.. riding the other mercenary" | [
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"content": "\"Okay, you've tracked the informant to the brothel.\" Lexi said. Her face was flushed as she spoke. \"But you don't know which worker has it actually is. What do you do?\"\n\nFrank looked at his three fellow players. Given how the rest of the night had gone, he could imagine what they were all thinking.\n\n\"Okay, it's obvious we'll need to split up and question as many of the... employees as we can.\" Gina, the party barbarian, said. She looked very eager. \n\nThe other two readily agreed, leaving Frank the only one who was not sure. He was a cleric. He had Zone of Truth prepared. They could just parade the workers through the area and ask them.\n\n\"Okay, you each get a worker that matches your...tastes.\" Lexi said, not giving Frank the chance to voice his alternate suggestion. \n\nBecky, the party's bard, nearly shouted her actions first. \"I take my guy upstairs! Once we get a room, I press my huge tits against his face!\"\n\nAs she spoke, she arched her back. Her...remarkably ample assets pressed against her shirt. Frank tried not to look, but it was hard not to. Especially since she was obviously not wearing a bra. \n\n\"And then I slowly move down his body.\" She continued. Her eyes fluttered and her blush deepened. \"And then I tittifuck him.\" She let out a light whine once she made her declaration. Frank noticed that one of her hands was locked under the table. Actually, it was like that with all of them.\n\n\"Okay. We'll get back to the results of that.\" Lexi said. Becky let out a small whimper. \"Nichole?\"\n\nThe party's rogue looked like she was having trouble breathing. But the tall, stunning brunette licked her plump lips. \n\n\"I...I press myself against him and use my body to get him onto the bed. Then I use my dagger to cut both of our clothes off. Once that's done, I...I...\" Her breathing got faster and her eyes opened wider with every word. \"I spin around and ride him reverse cowgirl style.\" She let out a coo and a light moan. \n\n\"Okay, great.\" Lexi said. She leaned forward and \"accidentally\" brushed her massive bust against the top of her DM screen. The prominent nipples ran along the cardboard. \n\n\"Okay, so...so you know my type.\" Gina said before she had been prompted. \"So, I...I pick him up and rip his pants off with my teeth.\" Frank could not help but notice that she tightened her athletic arms as she spoke. \"And then I blow him.\" She looked directly at Frank as she spoke. \"I suck him like a damned lollipop.\" She licked her full lips.\n\n\"That's... that's great.\" Lexi said. \"And what about you, Frank? What do you do?\"\n\nAll four women stared at him. Their eyes were open wide. Nichole bit her lower lip in anticipation. Becky leaned forwards. Gina looked like she was about to jump out of her seat.\n\n\"Uh, I, uh...what does she look like?\" Frank said.\n\n\"Well, she's got black hair.\" Lexi said, running a hand along her own lustrous black locks. \"She's crazy beautiful, with bright hazel eyes.\" Eyes that were just like hers, he noticed. \"She's a little taller than you.\" Frank was starting to notice a pattern. \"And you can guess her measurements through her thin outfit come in at 38DD-24-38.\" He eyed the DM. He was no expert in women's sizes, but he guessed that those were her rather dramatic measurements. \n\n\"Uh, well, I guess I compliment her? Telling her how beautiful she is.\"\n\n\"Aw, thanks. She tells you.\" Lexi said. \"But that's not what we're here for, is it?\"\n\n\"Uh, no, I guess not. Um, I--\"\n\n\"Stop.\" Lexi said abruptly. \"I...\" He breath was heavy as she spoke. \"I'm going to ask that you...act this one out.\"\n\nThe other three cheered their approval. All three chanted \"act it out\" in near unison. \n\n\"Um, what? How am I supposed to do that?\"\n\n\"Hm, well, I suppose you'd need someone to act with, wouldn't you?\" Lexi replied.\n\n\"Hey, Lexi,\" Heather chimed in, \"going by that description, that NPC looks a lot like you, doesn't she?\"\n\n\"I suppose she does. Funny how that works, huh?\"\n\n\"And you know,\" Becky added. \"Since you're playing her, you know how she'll act in any given situation, right?\"\n\n\"Why yes, yes it does.\"\n\nGina finished the thought. \"I guess that means you're just going to have to be Frank's acting partner for this one, huh?\"\n\n\"Wow! Now that you three mention it, I guess I will, won't I?\"\n\n\"Uh...what?\" Frank asked. His brain was just catching up to the situation.\n\nLexi got up and moved closer to him. \"So, Frank, show me what you do with the girl. Be as...detailed as you want.\"\n\nHe looked at his fellow players. They all looked back eagerly. Well, this was not what he had signed up for to play D&D, but it looked like this was where it had ended up.\n\n\"I guess I start with telling her to take her clothes off?\" \n\nLexi was a little too quick in doing that. The fact that she was not wearing underwear was also telling.\n\n\"And then I pull her down onto my lap, grabbing her tits and ass once she's there.\"\n\nFrank did exactly as he said. One hand cupped Lexi's ample bust, and the other went around her full rear end. \n\n\"I push her back and suck on her tit.\"\n\nHis mouth went around the breast that was not in his hand. His teeth and tongue ran along her stiff nipple. He could hear all four women moaning, Lexi most of all. He could feel her getting wetter and wetter as he played with her. \n\n\"And then, when I can feel she's ready to burst, I grab her hips and move her onto my long spear.\"\n\nLexi threw back her head and screamed in joy as he entered her. His girthy manhood filled her completely, with her wet walls closing in around him perfectly.\n\n\"And then, I get to work.\"\n\nHe began pumping his hips furiously. Lexi screamed with joy, her eyes rolling back into her head as she rode him. Her own hips bucked and shifted as she bounced along his length. Her ample bust bounced, running along his well positioned face, filling him with more pleasure than he thought possible. He let out a grunt and groan as he felt himself grow closer to bursting with each passing second.\n\nLexi was more than ready herself though. She screamed and writhed with joy. Her long legs wrapped around him, locking him in place as they both approached climax at nearly the same time.\n\nThe air was filled with the sounds of the two of them releasing, screaming their pleasure to the rest of the group. Frank flopped back in his chair. He had no idea how long it had been. Seconds? Minutes? He did not care. Lexi limply rose off his lap and flopped heavily onto her original chair.\n\n\"Okay. Now, you've all told me what you did. Who wants to act it out before I tell you the results?\"\n\nAll three cried out that they did. They looked like they were about to come to blows over who would \"act it out\" first. Frank was too happy and too tired to say anything.\n\nHe had been playing D&D off and on since high school. Some groups were good, some were bad. But this was shaping up to be the best game ever."
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"content": "A cowgirl rogue likes to train with her party's sorcerer by having him test out his capture and control spells on her until one or more of them sticks. When it does, he gets to forcefully milk and fuck her. She fights back, and she even acts like she doesn't want it until things really get going, but they both know that's part of the fun. (Companions acting the part of foes while she goes all out trying to avoid getting captured or controlled, although she's absolutely into it and will openly enjoy herself once things get going)\n\nA busty tomboy keeps her job as a cam girl a secret from most people in real life. A lot of her guy friends know about it though, and they like to playfully blackmail her into sex and sexual favors by threatening to reveal her secrets. It started out as just an innocent joke, but when it became obvious that it turned her on, It became a part of their dynamic... (Friends having fun with feigned/playful reluctance)\n\nShe was a quarter succubus, and once her friends found out about the euphoric effect that cum has on her, and how actually healthy it is for her, they decided to help out for \"her own good\" and take opportunities to \"force feed her\", grabbing her, pinning her, and forcibly pumping cum into her stomach or pussy. Despite being indignant and reluctant / embarrassed, she can't deny the pleasure of it... (She's genuinely rather embarrassed about it, but treats it as an annoying prank at worst, and she really can't be mad with the amount of pleasure and health benefits it ultimately gives her. It's basically sexual horse play and good fun in the end)\n\nA club where sex with the waitresses/hostesses is part of the fee. Each of them has different arrays of kinks, signaled by their chokers / jewelry. CNC is one of them, amongst others, and it means that she'll protest and resist, but that's okay! (The girls genuinely like their jobs and enjoy getting to indulge their kinks at work.)\n\nHope these weren't too many and that one or more of them will be inspiring for you"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: While patrolling outside the town walls you stumble upon a naked man in the surrounding desert. | [
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"content": "Amber had drawn the short straw again, ending up with patrolling outside the town. The Elven Tiefling Was glad to have a natural resistance to the heat, but that didn't change the fact that tracking over sand all day was a pain. Even if her red skin was unlikely to sunburn, that didn't change the fact that she would rather have been doing one of the party's cushier jobs. The fucking wizard was actually assigned to keeping tabs on the casino! And they're consummate outdoorsmen of a druid had been assigned to watch the marketplace. The dark-haired elf wiped the sweat from her brow, her fingers brushing over her small horns. She wished she was shopping right now.\n\n\nShe wasn't sure if the heat haze was getting to her, when she noticed a large naked man strolling through the desert. He noticed her too. The two of them gazed at each other for a while, she noticing that his large and muscular dark-skinned body seemed almost perfect and proportion, and her also being self-conscious about her skinny and waifish figure, as he regarded her impassively. He didn't seem hostile, so she slowly started to walk towards him.\n\n\nThe large man smiled at her, a wary look on his handsome features. \"Why hello there, good devil woman. What are you doing in the desert, dressed like some sort of assassin?\"\n\n\nAmber looked down at the daggers on either of her hips and the scoped crossbow that was slung low across her back. She shrugged. \"I'm on patrol for any sort of impending attack from the lizard King. You know, the one who has all of his guys riding sand sharks? I'm just out here scouting, reporting. And I'm not an assassin. At least not anymore, anyway. I was trained as an assassin, but I will have you know that I am a *treasure hunter*Thank you very much.\" She waved a lightly clawed hand at him, gesturing vaguely. \"And what are you doing in the desert, dressed like... Some kind of new crazy man?\"\n\n\nThe stranger smiled and looked down at his nudity, his large penis totally bare but his face unashamed. \"A fine question, I suppose. I only just recently found myself here. For I'm a genie... Albeit a free one, as of just recently. I suppose I hadn't thought to bother with any sort of clothing, quite yet.\" \n\n\n\"You're a genie?\" Amber asked, raising an eyebrow.\n\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\n\"But you're free now?\"\n\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\n\"Still got any magic?\"\n\n\n\"Quite a lot of it, I should think.\"\n\n\n\"But no three wishes, anymore?\"\n\n\nHe shook his head and smiled, \"No, my days of servitude are over.\"\n\n\nAmber eyed him for a moment, pursing her lips. Seemed to think, and then she offered, \"What if I make them really good wishes? Something you might enjoy granting?\"\n\n\nThe dark, naked man chuckled. \"Quite the proposition, I suppose...\" He paused and thought for a moment. \"I will allow you to propose one wish. And to come if it is something I think I would enjoy, then I will grant it.\" \n\n\nIt was Amber's turn to consider her options. She didn't want to take too long, but she had to come up with something that he wouldn't be able to argue against. Finally, it dawned on her.\n\n\n\"All right, so I'm an elf, and I'm a Tiefling, and I've got a little bit of demonic blood, but that's hardly any good to you, right? What if... What if I were just fully half succubus? Then, I'd be a half succubus girl out here in the desert, with you, such a large, handsome, very naked man... I think that would be, *interesting*, wouldn't it? So, I guess I wish I was fully half succubus instead of just a couple drops of whatever. That'd be fun.\"\n\n\nThe genie paused to consider her words, and his answer became evident in the way that his cock seemed to stir a little bit. \"Clever, clever girl,\" he remarked, before he cast a tendril of smoke towards Amber from his hand.\n\n\nIn an instant, the tiefling felt herself transforming. Her breasts grew from nothing to being the size of ripe cantaloupes, and she gained at least 6 inches of height, as her legs got longer and shaplier. Her hips widened, and her whole body seemed to tone itself, even as her skin took on a new, radiant quality. She could feel her face becoming more feminine and elegant, and she even felt her lips plump, guessing that they had become a lovely shade of red as well. Her hair lengthened, becoming silky and shiny, and she felt her tail even get into things, growing more nimble and prehensile, its tip becoming an erogenous zone capable of multiple forms of pleasuring. Two large bat-like wings sprouted from her back, granting her the ability of flight, and she felt the unmistakable tingle of magic awakening in her body. That was going to be fun. Amongst all of these things, she also felt herself becoming incredibly horny, her baseline libido ratcheting up to an inhuman level, and she could feel the lust of others as well. The lust stirring within the genie seemed to draw her to him like a magnet, and she had every intention of letting him enjoy her wish. She certainly would!\n\n\nIt didn't take much to get him to conjure a pavilion tent in which they could test out her new body, and she eagerly gave herself to him, letting him throw her down onto the cushions that lined the floor of the tent. He ate her pussy ravenously, and she wrapped her long legs around him, squeezing his head between her thick, shapely thighs. His tongue was supernaturally nimble, and he brought her to a climax faster than she would have thought possible, especially the way she was unaccustomed to her new and incredibly responsive body.\n\n\nHe rose up from between her legs and loomed over her, his huge and heavy cock fully erect. She willingly spread her thighs for him, and she moaned in pleasure when he entered her, stretching her full, her hungry womanhood seeming eager to gobble him up. He fucked her in slow and steady strokes, obviously aware of her body's capacity for sex, and he took his time, fondling her hips, thighs, and but, and licking and sucking on her massive breasts, drawing her nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking on them, making her come again and again. Finally, he erupted inside her, and her succubus nature made his seed an absolute delight. She could feel her body absorbing his cum, being nourished by it, and converting it into mana. She was instantly hooked.\n\n\nThe two of them made love all throughout what was supposed to be her patrol time, and that may or may not have been a slight dereliction of duty on her part, but, needless to say, Amber considered the day a Total success! Any Sand Shark attacks that may or may not have happened were a secondary concern... After all, she could fly now!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: During a routine sweep of the bunker complex this security guard runs into her crush: Another female security guard! | [
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"content": "Officer Juliet was thankful for how dull security sweeps were, at least tonight. When she and officer Vanessa had first met, they hadn't expected to get along. Juliet tended to make her uniform as Goth as she could get away with, and Vanessa seemed pretty straight-laced and vanilla. That all changed after the vault breeding program started. When neither of them had decided to choose a male partner for the experiment, Dr Solomon, the vaults resident robo doc figured it would be a good idea to inject the both of them with some experimental fertility treatments.\n\nThe effects hadn't been at all What anyone expected. Neither of them was interested in men, even still, but they had undergone some notable side effects.\n\nVanessa's treatment primarily left her hornier, and it also seemed to make her a bit ditzy. The blonde seemed to bimbo out quite a bit, getting a little bit bustier, a little bit blonder, and a lot more sexually adventurous. She still only seemed interested in girls though, so the experiment was deemed a failure. Fortunately, the formerly straight laced security officer didn't seem to mind. She didn't seem to remember how to zip her uniform all the way up anymore either, but who was counting?\n\nJuliet's transformation had been more drastic. Whatever the doc put in those treatments must have come from some kind of cow, because she'd mutated substantially. Juliet had grown a small pair of horns, a long black and white tail, and she had gotten much, much bustier! The raven-haired goth girl now sported a pair of breasts each the size of a basketball. Her formerly flat chest had ballooned outward over the course of just a few weeks, her breasts growing steadily fatter and heavier every day, even as her horns and tail developed. Day after day, Juliet's small breasts had grown and grown. And that was even before her milk came in! The gene modifications, drugs, and artificially induced hormone changes coursing through her body had turned her into a major milk producer, and needed to be milked at least twice a day.\n\nAnd that was What was happening, in a sense...\n\nJuliet had her jumpsuit wide open, not that it could really close, but she also had her enormous custom bra open, with her giant, basketball sized breasts out and free, jiggling heavily in the face of the blonde She was pinning down on a spare mattress in storage room 7B.\n\nThe two lonely girls had quickly discovered their lesbianism after the fertility treatments had turned them so busty and horny.\n\nWhenever their patrol routes would overlap, it was always a chance for them to engage in a little bit of hanky-panky, and during the night shift, they could sneak off together.\n\nJuliet straddled Vanessa's body, smothering the blonde's face with her head engulfing boobs, even as Vanessa groped her and licked and sucked on her nipples, gulping it down Juliet's rich and creamy milk. Vanessa giggled and squirmed, as she drank, loving the moans and squeals that the stimulation drew from her busty goth lover.\n\nJuliet really couldn't help it. And she couldn't keep quiet when she was being milked, especially not when she was being milked by someone intent on making her climax as many times as possible before she was empty. Vanessa had a very skillful time and very skillful hands, and feeling her giant breasts being groped and massaged while Vanessa sucked and flicked her large nipples with her tongue was enough to drive her over the edge. It was enough to drive her over the edge over and over again, as it turned out. Both of them were dead set on getting every drop of Juliet's milk into Vanessa's greedy tummy, and if that meant that Juliet had to endure a half dozen orgasms well straddling her blonde bimbo friend, then that was just a bonus! Juliet would pay the favor back later, fingering Vanessa while stroking her full and round tummy. Vanessa would end up staggering back onto her patrol route trying to hide her newly pregnant looking belly underneath her jumpsuit, and Juliet would relish in the relief of having her still massive breasts a bit softer and emptier, at least for a time.\n\nVanessa was slowly growing bustier herself, as a result of all these feedings and the side effects of Juliet's rich and curve-inducing milk.\n\nSooner or later, the two of them were destined to become roommates, but, for now, they got a hidden thrill out of their illicit hookups."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A group of bored civilians are hitting on a Sentry, a 1,500lbs death machine. Even as they escalate the half-organic artificial intelligence is confused. | [
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"content": " Report time: 2100hrs\n\n Status: Nominal\n\n Activity Observed: A small gathering of youth has accumulated around unit 9482. Two males, three females. Blood alcohol levels are within legal limits. They remain non-hostile and jovial. No other activity in the area.\n\n\"Oh,\" Brandon laughed. \"So you're going to play coy with me, huh?\"\n\nSentry unit 9482, a biomechanical guard designed for the quick and efficient elimination of threats, stood motionless and passive.\n\n\"Is it because I'm a dude? Were you a dude once?\" Brandon leaned over and observed the groin area. \"Do you still have a fleshy cock in there, or did they give you a mechanical one?\"\n\nThe rest of the group roared with laughter.\n\n ... Scanning... \"Cock\" -> Human slang for the male reproductive organ. As sentry guard units have no need to reproduce, all information regarding the biological viability of participation in reproductive rituals is not within the scope of this database.\n\n*Hm,* the wet gray matter wondered. *Why would he care whether I can reproduce with him.*\n\n ... Scanning... \"Reproduction\" -> Biological reproduction is a broad and complex topic. In a general sense, especially when it concerns humans, a male and a female employ different reproductive organs during copulation in order to produce a zygote. The male sperm must successfully fertilize the female egg, which resides deep within the female's fallopian tubes...\n\n*Stop,* he thought. *That's quite enough. I get the picture. The male cannot reproduce with me. He is drunk.*\n\n Some humans engage in copulation only for pleasure. This behavior can be executed between humans of the same gender. Perhaps that is the young man's intention.\n\n*But I lack the necessary organs, correct?*\n\n Unknown. When your body was harvested all living tissue was preserved. It is possible that you still possess the required reproductive organs, though removing the armor to find out would be strictly against protocol.\n\n*Hmm.*\n\nBrandon was just showing off at this point. He grabbed the sentry's crotch, a featureless armor panel between thick thigh armor, and bit his lip. \"Oh yes,\" he said. \"I think you're already getting hard for me.\"\n\n\"I don't think he's gay,\" Cindy said, stepping forward. She leaned on the massive plate armor covering his arm and gazed into the cyborg's human eye. \"But surely he can recognize pure feminine beauty when he sees it.\"\n\n Warning, your male biological systems may begin excreting arousal hormones. Do not be alarmed if your flesh and brain lose some functionality. Recommend relinquishing decision-making functionality to the AI subsystems until the threat has passed.\n\n*I can handle this.*\n\n\"You know,\" Cindy added, whispering. \"I don't even really care if you have a cock in there.\" She lowered her voice even further and breathed, \"you don't need a cock to make me happy.\" She glanced down at his mechanical hand. \"How deep inside me do you think you could get those metal sausages?\"\n\n Detecting elevated testosterone in your bloodstream. This scenario is not covered by standard operating procedures. We *must* vacate the premise.\n\n*And abandon our post? Are you crazy? I can handle this. Perhaps it would be appropriate to terminate one of them to scare them off.*\n\n Negative. Unprovoked violence is a breech of protocol and will carry severe repercussions.\n\n*Oh well,* he thought.\n\nAnother of the females approached him from the front, lifted her skirt, and began grinding on his leg. \"I don't even need his fingers,\" she said, moaning.\n\nMore laughter.\n\n The female is excreting vaginal transudate on your thigh armor. She does not appear to be wearing anything beneath the skirt.\n\n*They know I could kill them easily. What are they doing?*\n\n Perhaps the youth are thrill-seeking, attempting to achieve a \"high\" of sorts by teasing and mocking a known dangerous entity.\n\nThe other male laughed and fell over harmlessly, passing out in the process. The third female reached under her own skirt and pulled down her panties, stepping out of them one leg at a time. She walked up to the sentry and grabbed one of his massive hands. \"Y'all are turning me on,\" she said, with a thick southern drawl. She grabbed his index finger, which was about the thickness of a reasonably large dildo, propped her foot up on the free thigh, and maneuvered the finger between her legs.\n\n\"Woah Becky, you sure you can take all of that?\" Brandon asked.\n\n What are you doing? Why are you allowing her to utilize your digit in this way?\n\n*They aren't hurting anyone, I don't have orders to eliminate any of them, and their laughter tells me they are enjoying themselves.*\n\n Your behavior makes even less sense than theirs. You must not allow this to continue. Relinquish control of your biomechanical musculature so that I can put an end to this.\n\nThough his finger was more metal than flesh, his central nervous system was connected to a dense array of pressure and tactile sensors in each finger. He could feel his finger stretching her as she moaned. She got an inch or so in before pulling it out and gasping. \"Wow, guys,\" she exclaimed. \"This is the *perfect* size!\"\n\nShe reinserted the tip and worked him a little deeper inside, her juices flowing down his smooth metallic finger.\n\nThe girl grinding on his other thigh perked up. \"Ooh,\" she exclaimed. \"I need to try that!\" She grabbed his other hand and singled out his middle finger this time. She bent over and inserted him from behind, much more quickly and with little effort.\n\n*She is not as tight,* he observed.\n\n You must put a stop to this. Both of your hands are currently inoperable. Should you be required to respond to a real threat, you might accidentally harm one of these innocent humans.\n\n*They knew the risk when they approached me. My job is to kill.*\n\nThe one that bent over was pulling him in hard and deep, moaning and squealing. \"Hey sentry dude, do you think you could lift me up off the ground on your finger?\" She looked up and eyed him, then gave him a wink.\n\nHe moved his forefinger and ring finger over her ass like the back of a chair and deftly scooped her up into his palm with his middle finger still pointed up and inside her. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head and she gasped, her lips locked in a position of surprise. She steadied herself by grabbing the sides of his hand, and laughed, bouncing on his finger, which caused her eyes to roll into the back of her head.\n\n\"Oh my,\" she exclaimed after a moment. \"Yes, that's *perfect*!\" She began rocking back and forth, moaning loudly as she rode.\n\nThe girl called Cindy walked around front and wrapped her arms around his neck. \"Are you a good kisser?\" She asked. But she didn't give him time to answer. She moved her face in immediately and pulled his lips into hers, rubbing firmly against his stern and immovable frown.\n\n Perhaps this is a distraction. Running a scan of the area searching for possible threats.\n\n*It's not a distraction, they're just having some fun. It's... nice.\"\n\n We will be reported and decommissioned if your actions are discovered.\n\n*Then we'll make sure nobody discovers what we're doing.* He enjoyed the kiss, allowing his lips to relax.\n\nCindy moaned, realizing he was warming up to her. She plunged her tongue into his mouth and brushed up against his tongue. The sensation sent a tingle down the fibers of his spinal column.\n\n What kind of grotesque, inhumane behavior is *this*? I demand that you cease permitting this to happen!\n\n*Hnnnng.*\n\n\"Sara, are you enjoying yourself up there?\" Brandon called up. The sentry had raised her up above his head while she continued to ride his finger. Though she had started out more loose on his digit, he could feel her tightening.\n\nBecky was still slowly working the finger deeper when she heard Sarah crying out with pleasure. Hearing her friend orgasm really turned her on and she felt the sentry pressing into her as she leaned back into his hand. She moaned long and hard as he slid all the way in, stretching her beyond anything she'd ever felt before. She held herself there, relishing in the feeling of fullness. She reached down and rubbed her clit. She was so turned on she was already *very* close to orgasm.\n\nBrandon walked up behind Cindy who was making out passionately with the cyborg. He pulled down her pants and whipped out a raging boner. It was too much for him to stay out of the action. He and Cindy had hooked up before, and now she reached back and felt around for his cock, guiding it into her wet pussy herself.\n\nBecky's moans joined Sarah's, while Brandon thrust eagerly from behind Cindy.\n\n*What a pleasurable experience,* the human brain thought from deep within the mesh of AI interfaces and probes.\n\n Your human parts are overstimulated. You should not have engaged with these humans in this way.\n\n*Is the male called Brandon using his 'cock' now?*\n\n I will classify that as a rhetorical question.\n\n*During my recharge time I will remove my groin armor to see if I possess... a cock.*\n\nBrandon's thrusting quickened and he grunted before slamming himself against her violently, shoving her face hard into the sentry's. She yelped and Brandon cried out, \"I'm cumming!\" before going into rapid fire mode, smacking his hips into her ass like a woodpecker. She moaned and giggled while still trying to continue her kiss.\n\nEventually Brandon backed away and put his cock away with a smirk. Cindy pulled up her pants, feeling the warm, wet cum dripping out of her and soaking into her panties. The sentry put Sarah down and Becky gave his finger a little kiss after pulling him out. Sarah was still tugging on her panties when the other guy on the ground woke up.\n\n\"Hey,\" Brandon said, kicking him gently in the side. \"Let's go.\"\n\n\"Ugh,\" he groaned. \"What did I miss? Did the sentry kill anyone?\"\n\nBecky laughed. \"You didn't miss anything. Let's go.\""
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"content": "One thought went through Wenda's head as she hid in the underbrush, watching the scene play out on the grassy riverbank in front of her.\n\nWHERE HAD HE BEEN HIDING THAT FUCKING SIEGE WEAPON!?\n\nIn front of her, in the soft, emerald-green grass, lay Eria, the amazon who had served as their group's muscle, on all fours, face down and ass up. Her usual garments, straps of leather tied around her breasts and hips, lay tossed to the side, Her eyes were unfocused, staring at nothing far, far away, and her hands curled up into tight little balls. \n\nBehind her, Antej the acolyte stood, fingers digging into her hips, robe pulled up and secured behind his head, as his monster of a cock plunged into Eria's pussy. Even from her position, Wenda could see a puddle of wetness, glistening in the soft light filtering through the trees, on the ground between Eria's legs. Their bodies slapped together rythmically, emphasized by the little moans and whimpers that passed between Eria's lips every time Antej slammed himself inside her.\n\n\"You know, I tried to be nice. I tried to be respectful.\" Antej murmured as a particularly vicious thrust turned Eria's whimpers into a low scream. \"But since you wouldn't back down, and seem to only understand fighting and fucking, this is how it has to be.\"\n\n\"Ah... hnn... please... pleasepleaseplease... AUGH!!!\" was the only response.\n\n\"Please what?\" Antej asked as he continued to pound Eria, his hands grabbing her hips. Wenda looked on in awe. Eria looked like she was physically and mentally exhausted, but Antej wasn't even sweaty!\n\n\"I... I... IEEAAAGH!!!\"\n\nEria's body shook as an orgasm coursed through her. Antej continued pounding her, as more wetness dripped from her cunt onto the grass.\n\n\"So, how many orgasms is that now?\" Antej asked acid-seetly.\n\n\"...seven...\" Eria moaned.\n\n\"Seven.\" Antej concurred. \"Not bad for a... what was it you called me? 'An emasculated manlet'?\"\n\nEria slowly shook her head.\n\nWenda couldn't take her eyes off his cock. It was so... huge. A curious hand moved down her belly, towards the tense electrical feeling between her legs. She curled a finger inside her pussy. Then another. And... no. She was full. There was no way she could ever take Antej's tree trunk of a cock inside her.\n\nAntej turned to Eria again. \"So, do you think that we can have a... less antagonistic relationship now?\"\n\nEria nodded limply. \n\n\"Good. Now, it seems unfair to me that you get to cum seven times, and you haven't even gotten me close yet.\"\n\nEria's eyes widened. So did Wenda's. Antej had always been so polite and kind and non-confrontational. Where had this savage sex machine come from? Even a devotee of Shara could be pushed too far, apparently.\n\nWithout turning, Antej raised his voice. \"What do you think, Wenda? Where should I cum? What do you think would make a good apology?\"\n\nWenda clasped her hands over her mouth and blushed."
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"content": "This was going to be a challenge... But you had time on your side. With your horny Dom home at 5, you finished off the last touches and you heard the doorknob turn..\n..and his eyes widened.\n\n\"You.. I literally handcuffed you at lunch. I told you do nothing, touch nothing, but think about how much you\n\n How much you want to be a good girl. What the fuck is all this?\"\n\nYou had taken the liberty to do up your best, most slutty makeup. You know his shakes at the knees when he sees his little girl put on the largest of fake eyelashes, eye liner and fake freckles. Which was impressive given the handcuffs. \n\nThen you proceeded to go through his internet history (the idiot deleted the browser history, not the VPN logs lol) and print out copies of every horny, dirty thing he'd jerked off to the last 3 months. There was foot fetish porn, ass worshipping, even a dozen of fake cum fetish videos. You scrawled mocking commentary and insults across each - channelling your most bratty, dismissive insults you could.\n\n\nHe. Was. Furious. \n\n\"Oops, tehe, did I make daddy look like a loser? You like it don't you?\"\n\nHe walked with a punishing look in his eyes - but before he could cross the room you lifted yourself onto the kitchen bench, squatting on your feet and raising your short plaid skirt to show off your sparkling gem buttplug. He stops in his place, exactly where you want him.\n\n\"Oh is there something wrong daddy?\"\n\nWith the biggest squeeze you can muster, you squirt 3 of comically proportioned ropes of cums over your bare ass. You watch his jaw drop as it drops down your ass, and across that perfect little purple gem.."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A pill that changes the flavor of cum is surprisingly effective, and just in time for fall there's a pumpkin spice flavor! | [
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"content": "Because this story was written by your friendly neighborhood furry trash, anthropomorphic animals are in this story, just in case that isn’t your thing. \n\n—\n\nJessie quickly walked down the bustling hallway that led to Brittany’s lab. Lewd Brews employees dashed this way and that, trying to keep up with the annual Halloween rush… which was really just a warmup run to the Christmas rush that would last halfway through January. The marketing department was rushing to get the holiday ads ready to air. Legal was currently in the midst of another legal battle with a local church who repeatedly sued the company trying to force them out of town. Logistics had to make sure there were enough magical ingredients to produce Lewd Brews’ exhaustive line of products, and once manufactured that they got where they needed to go. And all that was just the tip of the iceberg. Jessie didn’t doubt that there were probably half a dozen other fires needing putting out that she’d never even hear of as part owner of the company.\n\nBut Jessie wasn’t concerned about any of these problems. The petite cat woman’s tiny paws were flying across the floor with purpose. About twenty minutes ago her girlfriend and business partner, the witch that had invented every last one of Lewd Brews’ products, had sent her a text. **Need help. Lab ASAP!** \n\nAs soon as she read the text Jessie’s face lit up with excitement, and she leapt into action. She scurried up from the basement to Brittany’s tenth floor office as fast as her legs could carry her. It was safe to assume from her text that Brittany had invited some type or new potion and toy and required Jessie’s help to test it. A new eldritch creation was always exciting, of course. But after more than a decade of running the world’s first and only magical sex shop, Lewd Brews, the inventions had slowed down as of late. After inventing more than a hundred magical potions and spells, it was starting to feel like Brittany had invented almost everything already. It had been weeks since they’d had any new potions to test out. Jessie couldn’t blame her, it was certainly more elixirs than she would ever invent. Besides, it wasn’t as if Lewd Brews was struggling to make money with their current product lineup. To the contrary, the company was making money hand over fist. It was like having a money printing machine in your basement. \n\nFinally, Jessie arrived outside the big, heavy wooden doors that guarded Brittany’s lab. She’d moved quickly, but it was still a long run up to Brittany’s office and felt as if it had taken forever. She burst through the wooden doors, her small chest heaving as she panted, without any lock or electronic key card to bar her entrance. Brittany had put up a sign which read NO UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS and protected her office with a few special spells. Whatever happened to anyone who ignored the sign? Well… that was their fault in Brittany’s opinion, and they likely wouldn’t be in any position to argue the point.\n\n“I’m here!” Jessie yelled, seeing Brittany’s office was empty.\n\n“We’re in here!” Brittany replied. She had shouted, but her voice sounded far away and somewhat muffled. As if her mouth was full of something. Jessie turned to face the voice and saw Nathan’s face, the male mate that Brittany and Jessie shared, but no Brittany through the glass wall that separated Brittany’s two workspaces.\n\nHer pointed ears twitching with curiosity, Jessie stepped through Brittany’s luxurious office with an incredible view of the Columbia River, Portland skyline, and Mount Hood off in the distance and stepped into Brittany’s lab. The place was brightly lit, mostly white with a few gleaming and throughly modern stainless steel machines, and spotless. It looked more like a world class research lab for a major pharmaceutical company than a witch’s lair. Although, Jessie had to admit, she really wasn’t sure what a witches’ lair was supposed to look like. \n\n“What did you need?” Jessie was about to ask as she stepped through the glass door and into the lab, but the sight before her stole more breath away than the run up the stairs had. \n\nNathan, as Jessie had already seen, was standing in the middle of the lab. But, now that Jessie could see him from the waist down, she realized the husky stud had his pants around his ankles, with his sizable cock down Brittany’s throat. His wife was giving her husband an enthusiastic blow job. The loud slurping sound filling the room, Brittany’s slobber flying through the air thanks to her exuberance. Nathan’s hand rested gently on the back of her redhead, his powerful paw resting between her pointed ears. But he allowed his wife to go at her own pace as she happily blew her husband. \n\n“Ah shit…” Nathan groaned, seemingly unaware his second mate had entered the room. \n\nThe feline was curious why Brittany had called her up here. Certainly the canine couple hadn’t summoned her just to watch! She almost asked Brittany what was going on, but arousal got the better part of Jessie. Feeling her heart thumping in her chest as her body started heating up. She watched for a couple of minutes before finally asking Brittany what she was up here for. \n\nBrittany released her husband’s cock with a loud slurping sound, followed by the smack of her lips, and turned to face her girlfriend, her mouth a drooling mess and her mascara running and smiled. “Why don’t you give it a try yourself?” She held Nathan’s cock by the base with one hand and gestured towards it with the other. Almost as if she were offering Jessie a cheese plate at a wine tasting. \n\nA smile cracked Jessie’s face, partly because she was growing increasingly curious over what Brittany had come up with now, but also because she was excited at the prospect of sucking Nathan’s dick. What was better than having a lover’s dick inside you?\n\nJessie was a tiny fur before her two giant, nine-foot-tall mates. So, she remained standing as the feline opened her mouth wide to accept Nathan’s cock in her mouth. She was prepared to go the distance, a nice little shot of protein before lunch. Especially since Brittany had brought Nathan to the edge of orgasm already. It would take much, Jessie expected, to push the husky stud over the edge. But the moment his dick head touched her tongue she gagged loudly.\n\nIt is no small task to give head to a man more than twice her size, but Jessie was well experienced. She could take all fourteen inches to the base with minimal struggle and almost no gagging. It wasn’t Nathan’s size that had the feline gagging, it was the taste. “You have got to be fucking kidding me…” Jessie said, unable to hide her immense disgust.\n\n“What?” Brittany asked, although she knew damn well what Jessie was so distressed about. In fact, the enchantress was working very hard to keep the shit eating grin off her muzzle. \n\n“Pumpkin spice latte flavored cum, really?”\n\nJessie had never been a big fan of the whole pumpkin spice craze. At best, Jessie thought, it was a meme that had outstayed its welcome. However, the taste that came from Nathan’s flavored cum was particularly gag inducing. The cinnamon flavor was so overpowering, and Jessie feared she might be about to throw up.\n\nBrittany laughed uproariously. Her latest potion to change the taste of a man’s cum had been worth it just for that look on Jessie’s face. “Yeah, well, it’s just one of a couple of flavors I’m trying out.” \n\nShe pointed over towards a couple of glass bottles on a nearby table, and Jessie headed over to investigate. They were all labeled in Brittny’s untidy scrawl with a felt pen and masking tape. Besides pumpkin spice, there was chocolate, vanilla, and orange sherbet among have a dozen others. \n\n“No Coca-Cola flavor?” Jessie asked, surprised. She would have thought for sure her soda addicted girlfriend would have come up with that flavor first.\n\n“Trust me.” Nathan said, pointing towards the trash can. Jessie peered inside and saw an empty bottle, sure enough, labeled COKE in big capital letters. “She drained me a lot of Coke flavored jizz already.”\n\n“Oh…” Brittany replied in a mocking tone. “My big baby.” \n\n“Well here.” Jessie replied, tossing Nathan a bottle that was labeled latte. While she had never been apprerticative of the PSL, she was a big time fan of coffee drinks in general. “Maybe give me a chance to drain you some more.”"
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"content": "It was too late.\n\n. ...you could feel it.\nIt was a presence so familiar yet so strange. \n\nLike a picturing a childhood memory..\n. But it's twisted and the\n\n\n. faces you know.. \n. ..so well look like a blur\n\n\nYou feel a little dizzy, and you reach out to the kind receptionist's desk to stabilise yourself - but you watch in bewilderment as your arm keeps stretching out like rubber towards her. You look down at your hand and observe your fingers pulsating, as your finger wrinkles swirl around and bulge as your 5 fingers transform into 5 erect cocks.\n\n..falling..\n. You feel... Light.\n.\n. And you watch the...\n.\n. ceiling light.\n.\n\n\n*Thud*\n\nDazed and looking up into the office ceiling of the Cosmic Eroticism - you witness the bright pinks and purples of the ceiling dancing around in a psychedelic display of cocks and pussies flowering and fucking in front of you. The light fittings gape open as patterned cocks plunge into its wet gash.\n\n\nLifting your right hand up you can still see each finger as a throbbing horny cocks, with pre cum dripping down each shaft. And then a long, bright pink tongue lathers over your shafts to lick and deposit it's own horny spit.\n\nYou eyes drift over to the receptionist who's now 12\" tongue is wrapping around each shaft as she slides down on her knees, bringing her full, bouncey lips within inches of your fingers.\n\nIt feels... Indescribable. It feels like not just 5, but 50 simultaneous wet, whorish tongues wrapped around 50 of your own cocks. Those plumb lips begin to spread open as she lowers her slutty wetness over all 5 cocks. \n\nYou feel nerves...\n\n.\n\n. ...all over your body....\n.\n.\n. ...firing off in pleasure. \n\n\nYour left ear is squeezing and clenching as if it's your own own cock jumping in anticipation. Your ear would be bringing you to your knees if you were flat on your back.\n\nYour very welcoming, walking pair of lips takes your cocks to new heights as you feel your thumb cock already starting to squirt hot, sticky cum in her throat.\n\nWith an escaperated gasp she pulls out - a deliciously horny smile splashes across her sloppy face as she takes your whole hand and half your arm into her trippily endless throat.\n\nYou throw your head back away from this sight of your feel your arm being deep throated, and stare in bliss up at the ceiling...\n\n. .......only to see her walk over from another part of the room, all the while your hand is being plunged with dripping, wet throat.\n\nShe leans down as her white button up dissolves away to show her mouth watering, perfect breasts. Leaning over, she brings them down to your lips - you lean up to press your lips against her stiff nipples, only to have a soft set of lips kiss you back.\n\nWarm, salacious milk runs down across your mouth and down your cheeks. Your tongue twirls within your mouth until... It slides deep into the pussy being pressed against your face and through the perfect breasts.\n\n\nBut she pulls back from you, and you watch as her slow, deliberate tongue stretches from her milk-glistening mouth, and you feel it snake down around your neck..\n.\n.\n. And wraps around past your left tongue to tease it, before sliding down, and down the small of your back.\n\nYou notice your clothes aren't anywhere to be seen, if you ever were wearing them. And that wet, hot tongue slows to a crawl at the base of your butt.\n\nYou see her lips move but you feel the words with intensity. You feel like each word has vivid moments attached. You imagine watching her spluttering each word out of her as you face fuck her. Then you imagine the words as you fuck her doggy and press your palm against the back of her head as you press it into the bed head. You hear the words wheeping out between moans and groans.\n\nYou don't know... You don't know exactly what she said, but she's stepped over you, and began to squat down towards you face. You focus on her pussy and it radiates and grows in your vision. Then you look to her ass and her butt cheeks spread and her asshole dominates your focus. \n\nBouncing between each - pussy - bubble butt - pussy.. you settle on her booty. It gravitates towards your horny mouth as you feel her tongue begin to speed up. Sliding closer...\n\n... And closer...\n\nYour lips press against her tight, asshole, which like electricity shocks a moan out of you.\n\n..and then, you feel her unexplainably divine tongue press its wet tip against your own hole. She makes quick work of you, licking and spitting and flicking her tongue against your virign asshole before plunging deep within you. That plunge pushes the biggest gasp out of you, which inexplicably causes your to begin to tongue her asshole yourself.\n\nYou remain locked in anilingus with such tangible sexual energy. Your eyes glaze over and you close your eyes to feel and witness the unworldly pleasures you're being exposed to.\n\nFlashes of extreme hardcover sex keeps bombarding your pitch black, closed-eye vision.\n\nYou picture a scene where you're 1/3rs the size of this queen, whom holds you in her hand and thrusts your cock in and out of her pussy like a handheld plaything.\n\nAnother flash has your hand gripped around her dark, brunette hair covered in spit and cum as you fuck a fleshlight stuffed into her throat.\n\nAnother flash and you start to picture her standing with you tied to a Saint Andrews cross as she pulls at your nipples and skidding her hands up her latex clad body.\n\nBut you're brought back to the moment as you feel her body elongate to bring her slutty mouth stretch and contort down to your cock. You can't see it, but you can feel it. It's two fists in girth and the length of your thigh.\n\nYou feel her breath run down your cock, but she never touches. From the very tip down to blanketing smutty, hot air against your pelvis... Up... And down... She begins brushing her lips every so slightly against your cock.\n\n\n. ....up....\n\n. ..and..\n\n. ........ DOWN.\n\nHer tongue pushes up against your prostate and thrusts your cock up into her mouth. Her lips slam down against your pelvis and wraps down around your balls. In a snap you feel your whole body bucks as the dams of your seed burst. \n\nYou scream and beckon as feel your whole body squeeze litres of cum from every phallic appendage you have. Your fingers stretch and pump her stomach. Your cock bursts cum out through her lips, down her throat, and you feel it gush down to her tongue which whips and showers in it. It pushes some of that warm cum back up into you and you feel the heat spread across and against your protstate.\n\nEvery muscle in you is on fire as you writhe in glee.\n\nYou feel the washes crash and shock in your body. Then the waves begin to subside back... Into gentler waves, then little ripples. You feel the receptionist subsidising herself, and pulling back into her regular form.\n\n\nYou faintly look over to her, kneeling beside you. Her chest is dripping wet. Her shirt is soaked and see-through with cum.\n\nA gentle smile welcomes you..\n\n..and for a moment, you swear her eye was a pussy winking back at you."
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"content": "\"OK,\" she yelled authoritatively, performing a perfect runway strut to her seat. \"Get in your places, ladies. He'll be here any second.\"\n\nShe looked around with pride. *This is the best idea I've had yet,* she told herself, glowing. She'd assembled some of the most beautiful, seductive prostitutes, escorts, and dancers in the city. She'd paid them all *handsomely,* and she'd laid a trap that she was *positive* would *finally* bring down Captain Obvious once and for all.\n\nIt was a little embarrassing really, failing to defeat him so many times. With such an insanely useless \"power\" she had *no* idea how he continued, time after time, to escape her best laid plans.\n\nNo, this time would be different. Tomorrow the headlines would read, \"Oblivion Defeats Captain Obvious!\"\n\nShe smoothed down her tight skirt and nodded at the doorman. A crowd of bachelors rushed in. Men swarmed on the tables, each man sitting opposite a lovely lady. The MC got on the microphone. \"Welcome, welcome. Please, come in and take a seat at random. But keep those lips sealed! No talking until the speed dating rounds begin!\" He laughed to himself, feeling clever.\n\nOblivion casually scanned the crowd. Her heart jumped when she saw him. She wasn't sure why she'd felt such a start. She knew he'd be there. Everyone knew Captain Obvious was the most chronically single superhero of all time. He'd *never* been able to hold a stable relationship. Somehow his \"habit\" of pointing out the obvious *always* ran potential partners off.\n\nShe looked away while he took a seat opposite a complete bimbo, someone that had been working in a strip club, no doubt.\n\nSoon the rounds were under way. Every five minutes the timer would ding and all the men got up and moved on to the next table. Oblivion tried to listen in on the captain's conversations. She laughed at some of the things he was saying. \"You're married!\" \"You're only looking for a one night stand!\" By the time he was at the table just before hers she could hear *everything*.\n\n\"Hi, I'm Stacey,\" she said, seductively.\n\n\"My name is Captain Obvious,\" he announced, as though it would be news.\n\nShe flirted beautifully, glancing down and batting her eye lashes. \"I know,\" she said bashfully. \"I've seen you on the news and stuff.\"\n\n\"I'm on the news when I do something noteworthy, but believe me, I *much* prefer to stay out of the spotlight.\"\n\n\"Well,\" Stacey said. \"I wouldn't mind having you in my spotlight for an evening.\" She winked at him.\n\n\"My goodness,\" he declared. \"You're just looking to get in my pants! What is it with all of these women tonight?\" He looked around until his gaze met Oblivion's. \"Gasp!\" he said, out loud. \"It's my arch nemesis, Oblivion!\" He looked around suspiciously. \"I should have *known* you'd be behind this.\"\n\nAlmost as if on cue, several women approached him from behind and put their hands all over him. Hands slid over his chest sensually, hands cupped his ass, hands held his face. A finger slipped into his mouth. And a couple hands slid into his pants.\n\nOblivion stood up. \"You may have escaped my clutches in the past,\" she began, strutting toward him. \"But you're still just another lonely man, and these ladies here... well, they can help with that.\"\n\nThe captain's eyes were bulging and rolling into his head. He sucked gently on the finger in his mouth and drool dripped out the corner of his lips. One of the hands in his pants cupped his balls while the other stroked him. Another of the ladies pulled his pants down, giving the hands more room to work. Women surrounded him. Some standing around him, some on their knees. Just as Oblivion had planned, he just stood there, frozen with pleasure.\n\nA girl with curly, bouncy hair was giving him a blowjob while he shuddered and took deep breaths. Oblivion stepped between two of the girls to get close and whisper in his ear. \"Tonight, you're *mine* and you won't get away from me this time.\"\n\n\"You...\" he started. He shook as the blowjob girl gagged on his cock and burped. \"You've discovered my weakness.\"\n\n\"I guess I did,\" she said, softly tracing her finger along his well-defined jaw line. She smiled and leaned in even closer to his ear, breathing sensually on his ear lobe. She bit down on it, hard, and pulled, then sucked it into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue. Then she grabbed his face and pulled him in for a long, hard kiss.\n\nHe gasped when she released him, sweat pouring down his forehead. He'd never been in such a vulnerable position with his arch nemesis. He knew he was defeated, and he said so. \"I'm fucked,\" he said softly.\n\n\"Obviously,\" she replied with a wink.\n\nThe girls dragged him down to the ground and Oblivion pulled up her skirt around her waist. She'd gone commando specifically for this moment. She straddled him and knelt, bringing her pussy down on his stiff, wet cock.\n\n\"Oh, there it is,\" he said. \"I'm inside of you.\" His eyes rolled again and he breathed in long and deep.\n\nShe lowered slowly until she felt his hair balls in her ass crack, putting her full weight on him. She wasn't a small woman, and he winced as she bore down on him. But he also shuddered with pleasure as she began grinding on him. She made his cock into her own personal pleasure lever, tossing him to and fro deep within her.\n\n\"Oh wow,\" he said, \"you have *completely* swallowed me.\"\n\nShe smiled and pulled off her blouse, revealing a massive pair of breasts that were perky enough to go without a bra most of the time, if the top was up to the challenge.\n\n\"Holy smokes,\" he said. \"Those are some massive boobs!\"\n\nShe leaned forward and draped them over his face, relishing the feeling of smothering him with her tits. She thought about *finishing* him that way, but decided against it. Instead she continued to ride, rolling her hips against him and bouncing occasionally, the walls of her vagina stroking the considerable length of his shaft. She could feel him tingling, his body helplessly frozen, willfully submitting to her powers of pleasure.\n\nHe clenched his jaw. \"You're going to make me cum,\" he said, letting out a groaning exhale.\n\n\"That's the idea captain,\" she said, resuming her forward and backward grind. She lifted a little with the backward stroke and rolled her hips back with the forward thrust. She felt him rocking violently against her, each motion stimulating his member with a symphony of sexual sensations.\n\nHe let out a pent up moan and his lungs rose and fell dramatically as he began to pulse inside her. She smiled and laughed, leaning back and grinding faster while his cock twitched and fired off its load. She danced on him, delivering the most intense finish he'd ever had with nothing but her hips and a perfect pussy.\n\n\"Well,\" he said, panting. \"You got it out of me. I came.\"\n\nShe cocked her head to the side, letting her long, black hair fall over her shoulder. She put a hand to the side of his face and smiled warmly. \"Yes, I got it out of you.\"\n\nShe got up and stood over him letting the cum drip onto his belly. Then she began to walk away.\n\n\"Wait,\" Captain Obvious called out. \"Aren't you going to kill me?\"\n\nShe turned around with confusion written all over her face. \"What? Kill you? Is that what you thought I wanted to do to you this whole time?\"\n\nHe stared at her, straining his neck to keep his head off the ground while the girls swarmed on the pool of cum on his belly, hungrily lapping it up and cleaning his cock with their mouths. He shuddered. \"Uh, that *is* what I thought, but the way you're asking that I'm having second thoughts.\"\n\nShe turned around and squatted by his side, resting a hand on the back of one of the girls eagerly sucking on his cum covered dick. \"Everything is always *so* obvious to you, captain. And yet all this time you were completely oblivious to one thing.\"\n\n\"What's that?\" he asked, completely perplexed.\n\n\"All I *ever* wanted was to fuck you. That was it. I got what I came for. I'm done here.\" And with that, she stood up and walked away."
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"content": "#Example 1: Description only.\n\nShe had stopped their Friday movie night for intermission to go make some popcorn, when he flung her suction dildo at the wall next to her. She was frightened by the thud, but as the realisation set in she went from shocked to embarrassed. Not a word was spoken - did he take it too far?\n\nHe walked over to pull the stupid prank of a dildo off the wall - but just as masculine hand gripped the dildo, she put hers on it - and held his hand gently. Her other hand pushed him back a step, and the two shared a moment of staring longingly into each other's eyes...\n\nShe turned, and provocatively bent over in her booty shorts to open the fridge. More dessert - oh much more.\nShe twirled back and walked back up to the chest height fake cock stuck against the wall. She revealed in her hand the can of whipped cream she had retrieved, and began to swirl loops of cream across the stiff silicone.\n\nTaking her besties right hand, she pulled it up and twisted it amongst her hair on the back of her head, and proceeded to slowly slide her throat down across the cock until her cream-coated nose pressed against the wall. She held firm as she began to splutter, before ripping her head back to pant and stare up into her soon-to-be-fuckers eyes; gasping for air, dripping white cream from her stuck-out tongue, and pulling back from her throating grimace into pure eager bliss.\n\nHis hand gripped her hair tighter when a sly smile grew across his face.."
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"content": "The Pina Coladas had definitely gone to her head. Instead of the beach spinning around her head as she lay on her beach towel there was instead a very persistent idea spinning inside her mind instead.\n\nThe sun felt amazing on her body as the relaxing rays penetrated deep into her skin. There was just one problem, her bikini. She could almost feel a bit of a chill on her skin under the fabric. This wouldn't do, she had already untied her top and lay on her stomach but she needed to feel the sun on her whole body not just the back. \n\nIf only there was a way to go topless without having to deal with the self righteous and or cops. If only someone would come up and steal her top. Maybe she could pay some punks to run by and grab it off her and then she could go running after them enjoying the sun without the judgement and negativity.\n\nIf only her top would come off in a wave she could stand out there for hours pretending to look for it and the most anybody else would feel for her would be pity. She could handle that. \"actually...\" her mind reeled.\n\nShe could do that, no one would suspect that she would intentionally lose her bikini top and expose herself in front of all these people on purpose. Her thighs squeezed together involuntarily as the image of her topless standing in the waves flashed through her mind. \n\nShe reached back and tied the strings loosely on her bikini top. The loops were tiny and the strings were long ready to get accidentally pulled and coming undone.\n\nShe stood and almost stumbled as the alcohol and sun had their effect on her. Then she walked almost in a daze toward the water. Her nipples stiffened even in the intense heat of the noonday sun in anticipation of being exposed.\n\nThe water lapped at her feet and then she was in up to her knees and then she was diving into the water head first. She reached down and pulled at the dangling string as she swam and held her breath staying underwater for as long as she could putting as much distance between herself and her discarded top as she could before surfacing.\n\nFinaly she turned to face the beach, planted her feet on the soft sandy bottom, and stood up fully. She arched her back as she flipped her hair back and use her hands to smooth it down. She kept her eyes closed for a moment longer and then opened them looking out toward the beach.\n\nThere were already a handful of people staring at her that she pretended not to notice as she slowly looked down.\n\n*let me know if you would like this continued*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After an extinction level event, humanity is survived by several survivors across hundreds vaults. Time to get busy repopulating. | [
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"content": "\"Hey,\" Emma whispered. \"Did you hear the news?\"\n\nWe sat at the stainless steel cafeteria table across from each other, our legs and feet intertwined. She pulled her hand away from mine for a moment to take another bite of her food, which she chewed slowly while taking my hand again, gazing into my eyes expectantly.\n\n\"What news?\" I asked. \"All I've heard is the same old rumors we've always heard.\"\n\nShe nodded, a huge smile beaming on her face and enveloping her icy blue eyes. She gulped down her food. \"Yeah, but this is different.\" She said, still hushed. \"It's more than just a rumor. I overheard my dad telling my mom about it last night. And this morning,\" she paused for dramatic effect and lowered her voice even more, \"the water *tastes* different.\"\n\n\"The water?\" I asked, lowering my head and leaning in closer. \"Really?\"\n\nShe nodded, grinning.\n\nOur families had been in the vaults for nearly 19 years. The youngest kids, therefore, were all about 18 years old because the moment the vault doors were sealed, our water supply was used to deliver a powerful contraceptive that was effective on both male and female reproductive systems. That way people could continue to have sex without fear of a population boom inside the limited space of the vaults. If you weren't pregnant when the door closed, you weren't going to get pregnant at all.\n\nImmediately I knew, her dad, who ran the public works department, would have been telling his wife that they were going to stop adding the contraceptive to the water supply, which meant that the vault doors would be opening within the next 9 months.\n\nEmma's smile was radiant and extended into her eyes in a way that made my heart flutter. She had been talking about wanting to start a family for most of our life growing up. We'd been each other's first kiss, among many other things. We'd had sex, but we'd known we weren't going to get pregnant.\n\nI smiled at her and squeezed her hand. \"That's *really* exciting,\" I said. I feigned indecision. \"But... I've been thinking... we're pretty young still, are you *sure* you want to get pregnant? I mean, maybe we should stop having sex for a while so we can think about it.\" I put on my best grave, serious face.\n\nShe swiftly kicked me in the shin and scowled sternly. \"Peter Edgar Johnson, you stop that *right* now! You *know* how badly I've wanted you to get me pregnant. We've been dreaming of this day for who *knows* how long!\"\n\nI laughed. \"I'm kidding.\" I looked at my half-eaten plate of food. \"Well...\" I said. \"I'm suddenly not feeling very hungry for this stuff, but I'm *starving* for you. Shall we go to our usual spot?\"\n\nShe giggled and leaned over the table to meet me in the center for a kiss. \"Yes,\" she said, puckering her lips. I leaned in and pecked her soft, wet lips with mine, and we stood. We carried our trays to the biomass recycling bin, tossing everything inside. Then we held hands again and strolled inconspicuously through the halls of the massive complex heading aimlessly toward our secret sex spot.\n\nEach multi family vault housed roughly fifty people. It was a tight-knit community and everyone knew what *everyone* was doing. Due to the contraceptive, sex was not only allowed, it was encouraged. However, being that we were among the youngest occupants of the vaults, none of the adults had quite gotten used to the idea of us being sexually active. So, we did the nasty in a secret hiding place deep in the bowels off the engineering bay. We had developed a route that would throw people off our trail, and we knew where to stop along the way to collect towels, spare pillows, and other niceties to improve the experience. We had it down to such an easy routine, that we were having our forbidden sexy sessions at least three times a week, often more.\n\nBut this time felt different. Emma couldn't stop giggling along the way, clutching a pair of pillows close to her chest with one hand while holding mine. I draped enough towels for a small pool party over my other arm and we walked along as though on a normal delivery errand.\n\nWe walked swiftly past the open door to her dad's office in water works. We strolled through the maintenance offices and down the hall to the recycling conveyors. We turned a corner and walked through the greenhouses and eventually came to a small access hatch that led to the lower levels where a geothermal transfer station was quietly humming away. Because my dad worked with the energy crew, I knew the maintenance schedule by heart. In the six years that we'd been secretly fucking down there, we'd never even had a close call. *Nobody* went down there. Ever.\n\nShe dropped the pillows and I arranged them under some towels, setting a couple aside for the aftermath. Then we stripped down, helping each other undress. I stood behind her to unhook her bra while she reached back and unzipped my pants. I kissed her sweetly on the neck and shoulder while her bra dropped to the floor. She turned around and eagerly kissed my face, locking our lips together so that our tongues could dance in private while our hands wandered passionately around each other's backs.\n\nMy hands made it to her waist where I slipped my fingers under her panties and onto her soft, supple ass cheeks. Her backside was truly marvelous. I loved to see it and I *always* craved touching it. She could make any pair of shorts or pants look incredible, and when she wore short skirts it drove me wild. It drove her father wild too, in a *completely* different kind of way.\n\nI pulled her hips even closer and she stooped down a little to nudge my pants down past my hips. She reached in and pulled out my cock, the waistband of my boxers still pressing against my balls. The kissing and the feel of her firm but small breasts against my skin had already aroused me enough that she could begin stroking me, using my slick precum to glide her fingers and palm up and down my shaft with ease.\n\nMy cock continued to harden in her slim, delicate fingers while we kissed. I also hunched a little to push her panties down over her thighs and brought a hand around front, sliding my fingers along her firm abs and down between her legs. My middle finger quickly found her wet slit and slid inside, my other fingers gliding along her soft, smooth pussy lips. Our kisses grew more and more passionate as I slipped my finger deeper inside her and began moving in and out. She pressed herself into my palm, grinding against me aggressively. I hadn't seen her this turned on in a long time.\n\nShe gave my cock a hard squeeze and released our lips with a gasp. \"I only want one thing today,\" she said impatiently, taking me by the hand and kneeling on one of the towel-covered pillows. \"Just cum inside me, *deep* inside me. I don't even want to orgasm, I just want your cum.\"\n\n\"Are you sure,\" I whispered, kneeling behind her and holding her around the shoulders. I slid my hands down to cup her breasts, the perfect handful, and kissed her neck. \"I *love* making you cum too.\"\n\nShe reached down and touched herself, shuddering in my arms. \"Babe I'm already so close, I might cum anyway. But we're going to be doing this *a lot* for a while. Let's come down here a couple times today, and a couple more times tomorrow. Let's come twice a day, *every* day. I just want your baby inside me.\" Her voice was desperate and breathy, full of desire and passion. She shook and trembled as she rubbed herself, then she gasped and threw her hands down on the towels before her, slipping her breasts from my hands and assuming the position.\n\nShe was *tight* but also *extremely* wet. My cock slid in easily but felt the pressure of her grip. It felt almost like the first time again as I reached deep inside her and moaned. \"Oh babe,\" I breathed. \"I think I'm going to cum already...\"\n\nShe laughed, which caused her to tighten on me even more for a brief instant. I began slowly sliding in and out, letting her pussy stroke every inch of my erection, feeling the cool recirculated air pass by the drenched exposed parts before plunging myself back inside for the warm comfort of her beautiful, erotic tunnel. The sensations were almost overstimulating. I could feel the burning warmth of electric pleasure on the tip of my member, tingling and building with every inward thrust.\n\nI grabbed her tightly around her tiny waist, watching eagerly as my cock slid out, the folds of her glistening labia rippling around my girth. Then, I rammed myself back inside, pulling her hips in forcefully and holding it, feeling the power of my erection pressing against her deep inside, the tingle building as I tensed my muscles and held my breath. The release was incredible. The tip of my cock danced and twitched against her inner flesh as great shots of cum exploded out from me into her. I simultaneously released a moan and gasped while she leaned back into me. I could feel her tight pussy enveloping every available inch of my shaft as I extended even deeper inside of her, still pumping her full. She extended her hands out in front and lowered her shoulders to the ground, letting the cum pool even deeper while I slowly pumped myself in and out, squeezing the final drops into her vessel.\n\nShe let out a satisfied hum and rested her head on the pillow, still keeping her hips high. I pulled out, having completely milked myself inside of her, and lay down on the ground next to her, looking deep into her eyes as she moved her hand onto my heaving chest. \"That was amazing,\" I said. \"Best release I've had in a while.\"\n\n\"Good,\" she sang, smiling with her eyes again.\n\nLater that evening an announcement was made that anyone capable of reproduction should find a partner and begin preparing for the vault doors to open in a few months. Emma and I looked at each other and laughed. Surely *everyone* would be having a *lot* more sex in the coming days."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Give me the cheek squishes and headpats or so help me! Imma bite! | [
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"content": "\"Hey babe?\" he heard her whisper. She was snuggled warmly into his torso, her arms wrapped around him, her face smooshed up against his chest. Her voice was so distant and airy, barely more than a light breeze passing over her soft lips.\n\nHe wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close. \"Yes babe?\" he replied. They had only met two weeks earlier, and they'd only been dating for half that time, but it had been the closest thing to \"love at first sight\" that either of them had ever experienced. She was, for all intents and purposes, his dream girl. And he was, by every measure, her dream man.\n\nShe cuddled in tighter, nuzzling him with her face. \"Will you pat my head?\"\n\nThey'd cuddled a few times, but normally she fell asleep pretty quick. She was almost asleep, so he figured maybe she just needed a few head pats to fully relax this time. He placed his hand on her head and held it close to his chest, then stroked her hair a bit before giving her a couple of nice, loving pats on the top of her head.\n\n\"How's that?\" he asked.\n\n\"Hmmm,\" she sighed approvingly. \"Pretty good. Now, would you squish my cheeks?\"\n\n\"Huh?\" he asked. \"Just... squish them? Like, press on them with my fingers?\"\n\nShe was still for a moment, then she sat up and turned her body to face him, crossing her legs and scooting in close. She suddenly seemed *very* awake.\n\n\"No,\" she said. \"Like *this*.\" She reached out and grabbed his face with both hands, pulling, squishing, and stretching his cheeks. She was smooshing his lips out and pulling them taught, kneading and rolling them around on his face.\n\n\"Oh,\" he exclaimed through girlfriend-induced fish lips.\n\n\"And for the record, I *liked* your head pats, but they could be better.\" She proceeded to demonstrate a *proper* head pat, firmly pressing her open, flat palm against the crown of his head ceremoniously, her elbow straight and fingers rigid, bending at the shoulder and nowhere else, like an adorable Nazi salute.\n\n\"OK,\" he said, nodding his head. \"Got it.\"\n\n\"Now you try,\" she said, beaming. She straightened her back and wiggled her butt into the couch cushions, closing her eyes and waiting for her head pats and cheek squishes with a wide, closed-lip smile.\n\nHe laughed. \"I dunno,\" he said. \"It feels silly.\"\n\nHer eyes shot open, a deadly serious look on her whole face.\n\nHis eyes went wide and he leaned back. \"Uh... babe? Is everything OK?\"\n\n\"Silly?\" She asked it with a crazed twitch in her eye.\n\n\"Well,\" he said sheepishly. \"I mean...\"\n\nHer hand shot out and grabbed his crotch, fingers clamping down on his balls.\n\n\"Geez babe!\" he cried two octaves too high. \"What's the matter with you?\"\n\nShe squeezed harder. \"You like when I touch you?\"\n\n\"Not like this,\" he cried, wincing.\n\n\"Oh, really?\" she asked innocently. \"What, you like it like *this* better?\" She reached into the peepee flap and pulled out his cock, gingerly cradling it in her delicate hands, wrapping her slender, soft fingers around him. \"Is *this* better?\"\n\n\"Wow babe...\" he breathed. \"Yeah, that feels amazing.\"\n\n\"And how about *this*?\" she asked, stimulating the tip with some well placed thumb strokes, smearing the traces of precum that leaked out all over the head of his stiffening dick.\n\n\"Oh babe...\" he sighed. \"Of course.\"\n\n\"And do you like *this* too?\" She leaned forward and kissed the tip then sensually slid the head into her mouth and sucked, sticking her tongue out to stroke and massage him in all the right places.\n\nHe shuddered. \"Holy smokes babe... You *know* I love it when you do that.\"\n\n\"Good,\" she grinned, holding his cock to her lips. \"I'm only going to say this *one more time*. Give me the cheek squishes and head pats or so help me! Imma bite!\" She held his hard penis in her mouth between her molars and bared her teeth at him menacingly.\n\nHis heart jumped and his eyes bulged. He leaned back and extended his arm stiffly to pat her on the head. She smiled and hummed like a happy human kitten trying to purr. Then he took her face in his hands and squashed her cheeks together, pulling and pushing them, rolling and pinching them. She smiled and giggled gleefully and let her head flop around in his hands as though it was on a loose swivel. Finally he released her, and to show her satisfaction she let her face fall right back onto his cock, swallowing it whole.\n\nHe actually had no idea she could deepthroat him like that, and it caught him off guard. She held it a long time before gagging and coughing on him, the tip of his penis somewhere deep in her esophagus. She heaved and retched, jumped and choked, then finally pulled up and gasped deeply, wheezing and gulping in air. She returned to his cock so fast he was sure she'd faint, but she just shoved him back in her throat, clamping down on his cock with surprising tightness. She came up again with tears streaming down her face and mucous dripping from her lips, but she was smiling while she gasped for air.\n\nShe bent over again and began sucking on him more gently, massaging the head with her tongue and applying just the right amount of stroke and pressure. She brought a hand into play, grasping his shaft and stroking him firmly.\n\nHe took deep breaths and stroked her hair while her head bobbed up and down on him, but soon he was starting to shudder and he grabbed her thigh tightly. She removed her hand and stroked the full length of his cock with her lips and tongue, and just before he began twitching in her mouth she plunged him into her throat again. He moaned loudly and pulsed powerfully in the tight clutches of her esophagus. He felt her tongue licking at his balls while he pumped his load down her throat, his muscles tense and his cock trembling. The electric tingle washed through his member like a silk waterfall and filled his body with pleasure.\n\nFinally she pulled away, gurgling and choking on cum, she let out a little belch as she gasped and swallowed, cum dripping from her face and tears pouring from her eyes. She smiled, her chest heaving, looking very proud of herself.\n\n\"Good job,\" she said.\n\n\"Me?\" He asked. \"You're the one who just gave the world's best blowjob. \"\n\n\"Yeah, but it was your reward for doing a good job with the head pats and cheek squishes.\" Her face went stern in a flash. \"Never deny me the cheek squishes and head pats.\"\n\nHe jumped back. \"You got it babe!\""
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"content": "\"When was the last time you...\" her echoing voice trailed off. She turned to look at me and smiled. \"You know, when was the last time you had sex?\"\n\nI stared at the ceiling and thought about it. We often laid in my bed, staring up at nothing, and chatted long into the night. She made a shockingly good roommate. She never left the toilet lid up, she didn't make any messes, and she was a ton of fun to talk to. The fact that she was dead just made her more interesting.\n\n\"I don't know,\" I said. \"I guess it's been a while.\"\n\n\"Not as long as me,\" she lamented.\n\nI turned to look at her ghostly figure. Parts of her were barely even visible, but I could clearly see a look of longing on her face. \"Do you miss it?\" I asked.\n\n\"Like you wouldn't believe!\" she cried. \"It was *so* much fun! And I was *amazing* at it! I did it *all* the time! I don't know how you live without it!\"\n\nI laughed. \"I like to think of it as something special. Not just a fun activity to do with strangers.\"\n\nShe shrugged. \"Well, to each their own I suppose. But you're *really* missing out.\"\n\nWe stared up into the void in silence for a while until my eyelids started getting heavy. \"Alright,\" I announced. \"I think I'm going to fall asleep soon.\" I turned out the light and rolled over onto my side.\n\n\"You know,\" she whispered. \"I could use your body to experience it again.\"\n\nI opened my eyes in the dark. \"What do you mean?\"\n\n\"Well,\" she said. \"If you give me permission, I can possess your body. I could experience sex again.\"\n\nI chuckled. \"Sure, sounds great for you. I don't know how I feel about you abusing my body like that. And what if I get an STD, or worse, a clingy guy who keeps coming by for more sex?\"\n\n\"I can make it worth your time. And we can have rules. Like I won't bring them back to your place.\"\n\n\"Worth my time?\"\n\n\"Well,\" the ghost said. \"Once I'm in a body I can... well let's just say I can exert a kind of influence over things like appearance and certain traits.\"\n\nI thought about it. \"And what if I don't like the changes?\"\n\nShe smiled deviously.\n\nAfter a moment I said, \"I'll think about it. Ask me again tomorrow.\"\n\n***\n\nThe next evening she asked again.\n\n\"I don't know,\" I said. \"I'm pretty happy the way things are.\"\n\n\"I've seen your tits,\" the ghost said. \"Are you telling me that you wouldn't want just a *little* enhancement there?\"\n\nI waited to answer. The truth was I was seriously considering it, but I was nervous. \"Well can we do a trial run? If I give you permission once, does that mean you can possess me whenever you want?\"\n\nShe laughed. \"You'll have to give me permission each time.\"\n\n\"OK,\" I said. \"Then let's do it once and see how it goes.\"\n\nShe giggled and rubbed her transparent hands together. \"When can we start?\"\n\n\"I've got no plans tonight,\" I said.\n\nShe scowled at me. \"You *never* have plans.\"\n\n\"So how does this work?\" I asked. \"Do I have to tell you how long you have permission to possess me?\"\n\n\"Sure,\" she said.\n\n\"OK, you have my permission to posses my body ending at 2am tonight.\"\n\nShe pouted. \"Only 2am?\"\n\n\"I need sleep before work tomorrow!\" I laughed. \"On weekends you can have me longer.\"\n\n\"OK,\" she agreed. She stepped into me. I felt an icy chill in my core as her body passed through mine. Though we'd been living together close to a year, she had never really passed through me. In an instant I felt as though I was fainting, and before I knew it I was opening my eyes with a man draped over me. He had a clock by his bed that read 6am already!\n\nI jumped up from the bed, scrambling to find my clothes on the floor, and I ran out the door. \"Where am I?!\" I cried, hoping the ghost was nearby.\n\nShe faded into my view, drifting along with me as I ran. She yawned. \"I don't remember.\"\n\n\"Why didn't you get us home?\" I yelled, pulling my clothes on clumsily.\n\n\"Sorry, I guess I fell asleep.\"\n\nI could feel dried cum sticking to the inside of one of my thighs as I stumbled into the street. I ran around the corner trying to put as much distance as I could between myself and his house before getting a taxi home.\n\n***\n\nWhile dressing for work I noticed my bra felt too tight. All day my mind was preoccupied with the events of the night before. *What had she done with me? How was the sex? Who was the guy? Where did she find him?* It drove me crazy, but the longer I thought about it, the more exciting it felt.\n\nIn fact, by the time I got home, I decided I didn't *want* to know.\n\n\"Alright,\" I called out. \"Let's do this again.\"\n\n\"Really?\" Her voice rang out with glee from across the house and she came gliding in at full speed.\n\n\"Yes,\" I said. \"But we're going to have to do something about my wardrobe.\"\n\n\"What do you mean?\" she asked, innocently.\n\n\"My bra was too tight today.\"\n\n\"Oh girl, by the time I'm done with you, you won't *want* to wear a bra.\" She grinned.\n\n\"I'll let you have me until 2am again, but this time we need to be at *home* when I wake up, got it?\"\n\nShe nodded, pouting.\n\nI gave her formal permission and once again the world faded. I regained consciousness right at 2am. I collapsed, panting and gasping for air, just inside the door of my place. I was naked, but carrying my purse and a skirt. It wasn't my skirt.\n\n\"Hey!\" I shouted between breaths. \"Where are my clothes? Did you really run around town naked?\" Then I thought better of it and quickly added, \"Wait, never mind. I don't want to know.\"\n\nThe ghost was sitting on the floor in front of me smiling. \"Good,\" she said. She looked up and grinned deviously. \"You wouldn't want to know anyway.\"\n\n***\n\nThis went on for several more days. My bust filled out to perfect proportions with my slim waist and incredibly firm ass. I even started seeing changes in my complexion and hair. My skin had a healthy glow and my eyes were brighter and had a deeper color to them. But I didn't notice *everything* she was changing.\n\nEventually even the ghost was tired of waiting for me to discover her *other* change. One Sunday night she asked if she could surprise me.\n\n\"I want you to give me permission to keep your body until you're at work.\"\n\nI opened my mouth to respond but she cut me off.\n\n\"I know your morning routine and I can get you all dressed and ready and even get you there just fine.\" She paused and pleaded with her eyes. \"Please? I *really* want to do this?\"\n\n\"But *why*?\" I asked. \"I can't imagine why you would want to do this!\"\n\n\"It's a surprise,\" she said, smiling.\n\n\"Will I *like* this surprise?\"\n\n\"Oh *yes*,\" she declared emphatically. \"You will *love* it!\"\n\nEventually I relented. She took possession around 5pm on Sunday and I faded back to reality at 9am in my cubicle at work. I felt something slightly uncomfortable digging into my hip and my heart jumped when I realized I was wearing a locked chastity belt.\n\n\"Hey,\" I whispered aggressively. \"What is this?\"\n\nThe ghost faintly materialized by my side. \"It's your surprise. Don't worry about it. I've got *everything* under control.\"\n\n\"Don't worry about it?\" I asked. \"You have metal panties locked on me...\" I paused. \"And is there something *inside* me?\"\n\nShe laughed and disappeared.\n\n\"Hey!\" I breathed. \"Come back!\"\n\nMy heart jumped. \"Good morning,\" my boss said from the entrance to my cubicle. \"I'm on my way to the stand up meeting. Are you coming?\"\n\n\"Coming?\" I asked, smiling. \"Oh, right. Of course!\"\n\nAs soon as I stood up I knew what the ghost had done. I felt a gentle vibration on my clit and inside me as whatever device she'd locked in place was activated. I'd used a vibrator before, but something felt... different. I was *instantly* thrown against the dam holding back an orgasm, held there with such intense force that I felt it would break any second. I immediately sat back down and gasped, crossing my legs and biting my lip.\n\nMy boss turned around. \"Are you... coming?\" he asked.\n\nI began to sweat. *Yes,* I thought. *But not to the meeting...* I doubled over and grunted as the vibration picked up. My eyes were watering and I could feel my muscles twitching already. I hummed a high tone and reached down to my crotch. My eyes glanced up and I saw my boss staring at me, his eyeballs nearly popping out of his face.\n\n\"If you need some time...\" he said. \"I'll, uh, see you there.\"\n\nHe turned and left, glancing back at me once before rounding the corner.\n\nI gripped the armrests of my chair and clenched my jaw as the dam broke. A wave of pleasure forced its way through my loins and into my legs before assaulting the rest of me all at once. I violently clasped a hand to my mouth trying to muffle a long, unattractive moan while the stimulation overwhelmed my senses.\n\nIt dragged on, the vibrator relentlessly massaging my clit. I was so wet I could feel my soaked panties plastered to my pussy under the cold metal chastity belt. Finally the vibrating let up and the ghost appeared.\n\n\"What the *fuck* were you thinking?\" I hissed under my breath.\n\nShe just laughed. \"Fun though, right?\"\n\n\"That was the single most embarrassing moment of my *entire* life!\" I exclaimed.\n\n\"Well,\" the ghost said bashfully. \"The most embarrassing one you were conscious for...\"\n\n\"Ugh!\" I cried. \"Where is the key for this belt?\" I demanded. \"I need to get it off so I can attend a meeting.\"\n\n\"Um... it's at home.\" She said. \"But don't worry, the vibrator isn't set to go off again for another hour. You'll be *fine*!\"\n\nI rolled my eyes. \"This is going to be a long day.\"\n\n\"Um, I think you mean it's going to be a *fun* day. Or an *amazing* day. Did you feel how fast you came? Amazing, right?\"\n\nHer enthusiasm was infectious. I grinned. \"Yeah,\" I said. \"It feels like I could cum if the right breeze came along.\"\n\n\"Exactly!\" she cried. \"Now go have fun in your meeting and... well, have a *great* day at work!\""
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"content": "Dimitrios felt a tingle, as he entered the strange pink light shining into the workshop's experimentation area. The half Minotaur was a little bit apprehensive about what this \"fertility field\" was supposed to do, even if it was supposed to primarily affect the test subject rather than him. Life as an artificers apprentice had proved far more sexual than he ever expected, and the seven and a half foot tall chiseled, horned, Adonis of a Man had had his fair share of sexual experiences even before he came to work for Professor Charlotte. His Bull-like tail twitched nervously, as he cast a glance first toward the blonde artificer, standing a few meters away behind her observation desk, and towards the \"test subject\", a statuesque dark elf who seemed to be in a cum-drunk erotic haze.\n\nThe dark elf was tall and leggy, with wide hips and a shapely waist , and small pert breasts. Her wrists were changed together in front of her, attached to a bar above her head and slightly in front of her, and she was bent slightly at the waist, her shapely round bottom thrust out towards the His gaze, She was partially suspended by a padded bar across her hips, and an armature with an automated vibrator was plugged into her pussy. She seemed to moan and mewl occasionally as the machine continuously stacked gentle orgasms through her, never letting one end before the next one started. The numerous oils and bits of herbs spread on her body, and the discarded bottles around the room near her let Dimitrios know that Charlotte had probably given this elf some rather good aphrodisiacs.\n\nThe blonde artificer adjusted her glasses and twirled a lock of her hair. \"Don't worry! This is all very consensual... More or less. She got caught trying to assassinate the mayor, and she totally freely chose this as her sentence. She's going to be your new experiment buddy for a good little bit! That's all!\" The busty and bubbly blonde cat girl shrugged, barely waiting for a beat before she started to scribble some notes on a piece of parchment. She looked back at Dimitrios, and then to the elf, back to him again, and then she made a shooing motion with her hands. \"Go on! Go on! The fertility field is not going to test itself!\" \n\nDimitrios had no idea what this newest invention was supposed to do. And he knew that Charlotte's inventions could do quite a bit. He looked down at his massive cock, already quite erect, simply automatically, by the site of the naked and extremely comely elf. He'd always been big, but he hadn't been this big when he first came to work for Charlotte. Back then, he'd had a stately 8-in penis which was more than enough to satisfy most any lady, especially given his bullish stamina, but now he had a rod of manmeat nearly foot long and as thick as some girls wrists. It seemed like nearly every experiment Charlotte involved him in ended up making his cock bigger. She used to give him antidotes, but She had long since stopped. He knew that some of those known she always took had to be a running tally of his own growth...\n\nStill though, the muscular hunk flexed his shoulders and stepped deeper into the pink light of the fertility field. He'd read the notes, and he knew what to do. He gripped one end of the armature holding the vibrator into the elf's pussy, and he gently withdrew it. The bound elf gasped and moaned, as the whirring brass dildo withdrew from her pussy with a sticky squelching sound. Her smooth sex was dripping wet already, and. Dimitrios knew that she was ready.\n\nHe gripped her by the hips, his broad hands almost able to completely encircle her waist, his fingers squeezing her tender dark skin, and he brought to the head of his massive cock to the lips of her womanhood. Slowly, he started to thrust into her, and she only seemed to buck her hips and thrash in place in response, trying to push herself back onto him. Whatever Charlotte had done to her it clearly made her delirious with lust, and it was almost as though her sex wanted to gobble him up. With one hand, he lifted her partially off the floor, onto her tiptoes, and he kept control of her body, as he pushed more and more of his cock into her, stretching her sex tight. Her pussy felt like it was pushed almost to its limit, wrapped around his giant cock, and the field of the machine seemed to be responding to their activity, picking up intensity and letting out a background humming and ringing noise that the half Minotaur found difficult to ignore.\n\nThe elfs long white hair hung from her head like a curtain, and her silver eyes seemed almost glazed over. Her dark red lips were wide open, and she seemed to be panting. \"Fuck... Fuck... More cock! More cock... Please,\" She breathed, almost as if she was in a daze. \"More cock... More cock... Breed me!\" She struggled and wriggled in her restraints, obviously trying to get more of him into her, All while her pussy was valiantly trying to draw him in. Dimitrios couldn't help but smirk a little, and he felt his cock twitch with pride and anticipation, before he went ahead and thrust his hips hard, bottoming out inside the tight elf, his large, smooth, egg sized balls practically slapping into her. The dark elf cried out sharply in pleasure. Her velvety inner walls felt divine on his thick, heavy cock."
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"content": "\"Yes!\" she moaned, throwing her hips forward and back on him, grinding his cock for everything he had. \"I need it... I need you to cum in me.\"\n\nHe gasped and arched his back, then smiled and tossed her on her side, rolling them both over onto her back and smiled down at her. \"What if I don't *want* to cum yet?\" he challenged playfully.\n\n*Shit, what's his name?* she thought frantically. *Ah yes, Derek.* \"But Derek, dear, I'm *starving* for it. I *need* it.\" And she did. She needed it *every* night from *someone*.\n\nHe caressed her cheek and gave her a long, passionate kiss. \"You'll get it,\" he promised, then he pecked her on the lips one more time and buried his face in her neck, aggressively sucking and nibbling on her. He slid his body along hers, moving to go down on her for the third time that night. She'd lost track of time a while ago. He was supposed to be just like any other nightly pick-up. She'd found him wandering the streets with that oh-so-easy-to-spot longing look on his face. She'd caught his eye easily with her devastating curves and heart-stopping look. But when she got him back to her place everything derailed.\n\nHe was... fun to be around. She loved to make him laugh, and he showed genuine interest in her beyond what he could see on the outside. He seemed to really *like* her.\n\nShe let out a moan as he expertly massaged her clit with his tongue with two of his fingers deep inside her. She *wanted* to get impatient and just milk him for the semen, but he was enjoying giving her pleasure, and she had to admit... it was nice letting him pamper her a little.\n\nIt had been a while since she'd had a real orgasm. Every time she was pumped full of cum she felt something *like* an orgasm, but the way he was moving his tongue on her she could feel something building that was bright and beautiful, like pure liquid pleasure flowing around her nether regions. It swirled and rushed, gurgled and bubbled, until finally something burst and she grabbed a tuft of his hair, pulling him hard against her crotch while her muscles fluttered and shook. She squealed and gasped, moaning in four different octaves at once, arching her back and clawing at the blankets with her free hand. She hardly even noticed that she was violently spraying him in the face as a tsunami of release flowed from deep inside her. She gasped and her busty chest heaved up and down, a look of shock and awe plastered on her face.\n\n\"Oh my god,\" she breathed. She yanked his face up to hers by the hair she still had in her fist. He was covered in her juices but she didn't care. She kissed him passionately, reaching deep and wrapping her tongue around his with nimble, practiced strength. She released him briefly to say, \"you're cumming in me, *now*,\" while stuffing his stiff erection inside her.\n\nHe began thrusting slowly, letting her tight pussy stroke the length of his cock, each drawn out movement bringing him closer to orgasm. She could feel it, his sexual energy increasing, the tingling building while his erection strengthened. The thrill of being filled with cum never got old, but she'd almost never experienced it while still riding her own high. She felt short of breath and giddy as he continued to build himself closer to the breaking point, and she kept her arms wrapped behind his neck, keeping him close while he pumped his hips.\n\nThey were still making out, at a sensual, slow pace, when he moaned and pressed his hips hard into her. Their lips slid softly against each other, sending tingles through their spines as they breathed in each other's face. He gasped and she wrapped her legs around him, squeezing him in even deeper as the tip of his cock danced sharply with the spastic movement she'd grown to love over the years. He groaned and pulled a long, deep kiss from her lips as he thrust, the hot cum spewing from his cock in quick, powerful spurts.\n\nHe ejaculated for a while, twitching and gasping and holding her tight, their lips locked together as they moaned and trembled in unison. He collapsed on her, his chest pressing against her soft, pillow-like breasts. She stared up at the ceiling, lost in thought as she wrapped her arms around him and held him close, stroking the back of his head lovingly. *Maybe I'll keep this one,* she thought, pondering what it might mean to have a steady relationship with a human.\n\nSoon she felt his breathing level out and he was asleep on her, his dick still firmly inside her. She smiled and closed her eyes, pulling the blanket over them for the night.\n\n***\n\nThey were side by side, still holding each other when the morning light broke through her bedroom window. Birds were chirping and she felt warm and nice inside. His top arm was draped over her and her head was resting on his other arm. She rolled onto her back, letting his arm drape over her tits, and she smiled. She reached up to rub her eyes and stretch and when she finally opened her eyes after a long yawn, her heart jumped.\n\n*It's too bright in here,* she thought. The wall by her head seemed to be glowing. She gingerly slid out from between Derek's arms and rushed to the bathroom. \"No,\" she said softly. \"No, no, no, no, no!\"\n\nHovering above her head was a bright, glowing ring of light. A halo.\n\n*This can't be happening,* she thought. *I'm a demon, a proud succubus. I can't switch sides!*\n\nA booming voice echoed in her mind. \"Congratulations,\" it said. \"Welcome to the Hosts of Heaven.*\n\n\"No!\" she cried. \"I'm no angel! I fuck to drain men of their cum. I lure random guys into temptation *every single day*!\"\n\n\"Hate to break it to you,\" the voice said, laughing. \"But what you did last night was *not* fucking. You made love to that man.\"\n\nShe examined herself in the mirror. She still had her curves. If anything she loved the way the glow of the halo lit up her face and accentuated her best features. And she was already craving more sex. \"Well,\" she said, \"I guess it's not *all* bad...\"\n\n\"Good girl,\" the voice chuckled. \"Now get out there and make the world a better place!\"\n\n\"How?\" she asked, dumbfounded. \"My only skills are seduction and grinding.\"\n\n\"In the kingdom of heaven all we ask is that you bring what you have and put it to good use. You'll figure it out.\""
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"content": "In the bustling city of Steamtown, a prestigious university stood tall among the smokestacks and gears. It was here that young governesses from all over the world flocked to learn the art of transforming upper-class women into prim and proper ladies through strict discipline. The Victorian era was in full swing, and the demand for well-mannered, obedient females was at an all-time high.\n\nThe university's campus was a maze of spires and turrets, adorned with gothic architecture that seemed to echo the dark desires of its students. Inside, the halls were lined with classrooms where lectures on etiquette, comportment, and discipline were held. The faculty was composed of experienced governesses who had honed their craft in the finest households across the land.\n\nOne such governess, Miss Scarlet, was a renowned figure at the university. Her stern demeanor and unyielding expectations had earned her the respect of both her peers and students.\n\nMiss Scarlet's classroom was always filled to capacity, as students flocked to learn from her wisdom and experience. The room itself was designed to be both intimidating and arousing, with leather straps, wooden paddles, and sturdy chairs that would hold even the most willful students in place. A large oak door led to a chamber where punishments were meted out, the air thick with the scent of leather and sweat.\n\nOn this particular day, the students filed in, their hearts pounding with anticipation and fear. They knew that today's lesson would be unlike any other, as Miss Scarlet had decided to delve into the realm of erotic discipline. The room fell silent as she addressed her charges.\n\n\"Today, we will explore the world of sensual punishment,\" she said, her voice firm but enticing. \"For many of you, this may be a new experience, but I assure you, it will only serve to enhance your understanding of true pleasure.\n\nThe students exchanged nervous glances, their cheeks flushing at the thought of what was to come. Miss Scarlet walked over to a large cabinet and opened it, revealing an array of intricate devices designed for erotic torment. There were whips with leather tassels, floggers with soft suede strands, and even a mysterious contraption that resembled a steam-powered dildo.\n\n\"These,\" she said, holding up a slender cane adorned with brass knobs, \"are the quintessential tools for administering corporal punishment. They will leave behind a sting that your charges will not soon forget.\" \n\nShe ran her fingers along the cane's smooth surface, her expression one of both pleasure and power.\n\nOne brave (or perhaps foolish) student raised her hand. \"Miss Scarlet, how do we ensure that our charges derive pleasure from these punishments?\" she asked, her voice trembling slightly\n\nMiss Scarlet smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. 'That, my dear, is the true art of governessing. It's not enough to simply inflict pain; you must also know how to manipulate your charges' senses and emotions. With the right combination of discipline and desire, you can create a cathartic experience that leaves them yearning for more.\"\n\nThe classroom was abuzz with whispers and nervous laughter as Miss Scarlet demonstrated each device, explaining their uses and proper techniques. As she spoke, she would occasionally touch a student's arm or shoulder, sending shivers down their spines.\n\nFinally, it was time for the students to put their newfound knowledge into practice. They were paired off, and each pair was given a set of instructions: one student would act as the governess, while the other would play the role of the naughty charge. The goal was to administer an erotic punishment that would leave their partner begging for more.\n\nThe air in the room was thick with anticipation and arousal as the students began their performances. As the first pair stepped forward, it was clear that they had been practicing their roles for some time. The governess, a young woman with raven-black hair and a stern expression, had a cane in her hand, its tip tapping against her lips in anticipation. Her charge, a demurely dressed young lady with a blush on her cheeks, had been instructed to resist her governess's every move.\n\nThe governess began by binding her charge's wrists and ankles with silken ropes, ensuring that she was helpless and at her mercy. As she positioned her charge on the leather-covered bench, the governess whispered in her ear, \"You have been a very naughty girl, haven't you?\"\n\nHer charge, her eyes wide with fear and desire, nodded her head. The governess smiled, her hand reaching for the cane. With a swift, precise motion, she landed the first strike on her charge's bare bottom, the stinging sensation causing her to gasp.\n\nThe governess continued to strike, the cane leaving a red mark on her charge's flesh with each impact. Meanwhile, she teased her bound companion, running her fingers along her thighs and brushing against her sensitive areas.\n\nAs the punishment progressed, it became clear that the governess was skilled not only in administering pain but also in eliciting pleasure. Her charge's moans grew louder, and her hips began to buck against the restraints. The governess smiled, knowing that she had successfully manipulated her charge's emotions.\n\nFinally, when she deemed her charge sufficiently primed, the governess moved behind her and unfastened the ropes that bound her. She then guided her charge to her hands and knees, and parted her skirt to reveal a gear-adorned strap-on dildo that had been hidden beneath.\n\n\"Now, my naughty girl,\" she purred, \"it's time for your real punishment.\" With that, she positioned the dildo at her charge's entrance and slowly began to penetrate her, the intricate gears grinding against her sensitive flesh.\n\nThe charge let out a moan of both pain and pleasure as the dildo filled her, her body trembling with desire. The governess took control, moving the dildo in and out of her charge's body, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her.\n\nAs their passionate encounter reached its climax, both women collapsed onto the bench, their bodies intertwined and their hearts racing. They gazed into each other's eyes, their faces flushed with sweat and satisfaction.\n\n\"That,\" Miss Scarlet said as she watched the pair from across the room, \"is the true art of governessing.\" The students nodded in agreement, their minds filled with images of the erotic discipline they had just witnessed. They knew that they had much to learn, but they also knew that the journey would be filled with desire and fear, leaving them craving for more.\""
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"content": "Dave carefully pondered the meaning of \"ulterior motives\" as he planned his approach with Rick and Dianne Parker.\n\nThe honest truth was that he had been *dying* to attend a party at the Henderson's for *years*. They were known to put on the best events with all the hottest couples attending. The only trouble was their parties were almost universally invite-only, and it was a tight-knit, elite circle that got the invitations. They were all fit, gorgeous people who had more money and time than they knew what do with.\n\nYes, Dave knew that the Henderson's first open-invite party was going to be a must-attend event. He'd been craving Mrs. Henderson for ages and he knew for sure there'd be other insanely hot women there to enjoy. The only trouble was the entry fee.\n\nFresh meat. You could only attend if you brought guests who weren't swingers.\n\nAnd *of course* his first thought was to invite the Parkers. Dianne Parker was actually his first crush and first kiss. He wasn't even sure if Rick knew about their history. He wasn't sure if Dianne *remembered*. All he knew was he instantly thought of inviting them because he *desperately* wanted to fuck Dianne.\n\n\"Yes, I'd *really* like it if you went to a party with me and the missus. Oh, what kind of party? Well, you see, there's going to be a *lot* of sex and...\" he gripped the sink with both hands and stared into the mirror. His eyes bulged just *thinking* about actually having the conversation. He shook his head. *I have no idea how I'm going to convince them to go.*\n\n***\n\n\"I'm *so* glad you guys decided to join us for the party tonight!\" His wife, Catherine, looked into the back seat and smiled.\n\n\"Well we do love a party,\" Dianne said.\n\n\"Sure, I just mean that you two *must* have had some long conversations about this one,\" Catherine said, confused.\n\n\"Honey,\" Dave hissed under his breath. He made the neck slicing gesture and grimaced.\n\n\"Oh!\" his wife exclaimed. \"Ohhh,\" she added, putting it together. \"Right, I'm thinking of someone else.\"\n\n\"I'm sorry?\" Rick asked. \"You got us mixed up with someone?\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Dave said. \"I was telling her about another friend and his wife who never go out to any parties at all because of his agoraphobia. She thought you two were that couple.\" He laughed, trying to make it sound convincing.\n\n\"Oh,\" Dianne said.\n\nHis wife leaned over and whispered sharply, \"You didn't tell them?\"\n\nHe winced and shrugged, then put the car in gear and started driving.\n\n***\n\nRick and Dianne told Dave and Catherine all about how his business was going and Catherine *almost* brought up how Dave had crushed *hard* on Dianne in school. He still didn't know if Rick knew about the kiss they'd shared in 3rd grade, but that was the least of his worries.\n\nAs they got out of the car and started walking up the long, winding path to the Henderson's front door, Dave leaned in to Rick and quietly asked him, \"do you know what swingers are?\"\n\n\"You mean like... dance?\"\n\n\"No, like spouse swapping, orgies, open relationships... that sort of thing.\"\n\n\"Oh!\" he laughed. \"I never heard it called 'swingers' before, but I've heard of wife swapping. Wasn't there a TV show or something?\"\n\n\"This is a *little* different,\" Dave said, still keeping his voice low. \"This *always* involves sex.\"\n\nRick stopped walking and looked up at the house ahead. \"Dave, what kind of party is this?\" He asked it loud enough for their wives to clearly hear him.\n\nDave's head was throbbing. \"Look,\" he said. \"It's an open invite party, but the only way to get in is to bring people who aren't already swingers.\"\n\n\"Wait,\" Dianne said, \"is this a dance party?\"\n\n\"No, honey,\" Rick said, \"it's an orgy.\"\n\n\"Not exactly,\" Dave said, but he instantly realized the pedantry and defensiveness of his statement. \"Listen,\" he continued, \"it's a whole lifestyle with a range of ways to participate. Nobody's going to force you to have sex, but... don't be surprised if couples start swapping around pretty quickly. And... who knows, a few people might start *doing things* pretty openly. But there will be plenty to eat and drink and I'm sure there... well there *could* be games that don't involve sexual acts.\"\n\nDianne stared at Dave and Rick started walking back to the car. \"Nope,\" he said firmly. \"Take us home. We're not doing this.\"\n\n\"Wait honey,\" Dianne called out, still looking at Dave.\n\nRick looked back over his shoulder, still facing toward the car.\n\n\"Maybe we should check it out. It sounds interesting. Maybe even exciting. Didn't you say you wanted to spice things up a little?\" She let her gaze shift to her husband.\n\nHe gawked at her. \"You're not *seriously* considering *infidelity* as a way to spice up our relationship, are you?\"\n\n\"Don't think of it like that. We'd still be committed and faithful to each other,\" she turned to look at Catherine. \"Right?\" She asked.\n\n\"Exactly,\" Catherine said. \"You two really need to trust each other and talk about it before doing anything too serious, but it's worked great for me and Dave.\"\n\nRick wasn't budging. He continued to look at us over his shoulder while facing firmly away from the situation.\n\n\"How about this,\" Catherine suggested. \"Dave and I will go on up ahead and you two can talk about it. If you don't want to go, we'll all go home.\"\n\nThey agreed and Catherine and Dave walked up to the house to sit on their porch. There were other couples milling around outside the house. Dave didn't recognize any of them, but he was already getting turned on. One of the ladies had a prominent ace of spades tattoo on her ankle. Catherine nudged him playfully as he checked her out.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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"content": "She was jostled awake as a man crept into bed with her, his fist dipping deep into the mattress and rolling her slightly into the indentation. She took a deep breath and rolled her eyes. He clumsily shimmied his way under the covers, at least a 7 on the Richter scale. At long last she felt him scooting his hips into her ass, a dry, stiff cock rooting around for her slit between her thick thighs.\n\nShe arched her back and lifted a knee slightly to help him out while she closed her eyes again and took a deep breath, snuggling into the bed to try to fall back asleep.\n\n*Didn't I ask them to try to be more gentle if they needed it while I was sleeping?* she wondered to herself. She felt the friction of his dick rubbing against her pussy lips and wished he'd at least spit on it before sticking it in. Soon though her damp interior began producing enough lube to smooth out the experience. *At least he's enjoying himself,* she thought as he thrust eagerly while she lay on her side hoping he'd be quick.\n\nShe didn't know who he was. There were six guys in all, and a few of them had similar cocks. This didn't feel like one of the exceptionally girthy or long ones, so it had to be one of the average Joes. She was too tired to try to figure out who it was.\n\nHe reached around and pulled her hips in closer as he thrust awkwardly on his side like a fish out of water. She could feel him deep inside as he clamped himself against her ass, his cock starting the twitchy dance of ejaculation. This was the *only* part she enjoyed. She felt a warm, satisfying shot of cum against her inward lady parts, oozing and pooling as it erupted in spurts from his stimulated man part. It tingled and filled her, satiating the only real need she had in life.\n\nShe only had a few rules:\n\n* You fuck me. I don't do 'sex' or blowjobs.\n* You *have* to cum inside my pussy every time and I want every last drop. No exceptions.\n* If I'm home, I'm available. If I want a break, I'll leave the house.\n\nIn return, she didn't pay for rent, bills, or food. The arrangement was a huge hit with the six guys living in the house. She roamed around the house naked and slept naked. It was a *much* better arrangement than what she'd been doing before, roaming the streets trying to seduce horny men.\n\nThe mystery visitor was still twitching, moaning softly to himself. She felt his hand squeezing the last bits of cum out as he withdrew. Every drop seemed to sizzle its way into her flesh, glowing with life-giving energy. She smiled and exhaled, settling in once again to get some rest.\n\nAt sunrise she woke up to the sight of two stiff dicks nearly in her face. Morning wood. Every morning she had a line of at least two of them wanting to make sure their boners didn't \"go to waste.\"\n\nShe rolled her eyes and grinned, throwing her covers off her sculpted body and assuming the position with her knees spread wide so her pussy was in reach.\n\nHe spit on her and slid his incredibly hard cock inside. He pounded her aggressively, the impacts shoving her face into the mattress. His hands gripped her tightly around her slim waist, his palms resting on her juicy round ass.\n\nIn the beginning they had tried to make it pleasurable for her. They offered to go down on her. They tried slapping her ass and rubbing her clit. But she made it clear, there could be no pleasure for her. She only wanted the cum.\n\nShe could hear them whispering about her sometimes. Many of them wondered if she was trying to get pregnant. One of them had even refused to fuck her for a whole week thinking that she was looking for child support payouts. But eventually he had caved. She was irresistibly hot, always naked, and could be taken advantage of any time, day or night.\n\nShe assumed he'd tried masturbating a few times and realized it was *extremely* disappointing after experiencing her.\n\nThe first one shoved his cock in one last time, grunting and straining as he quivered and shook, then he exploded inside of her releasing a delicious, warm load so deep she felt it in her belly. It was like a delightful warm meal, providing a kind of satisfaction that defies description.\n\nAnd while she was reveling in the comforts of a hearty breakfast, she felt another cock slide easily into her cum-filled pussy. This one was thicker and gave her a full feeling that she had to admit at least made it interesting. She still didn't *enjoy* it, but there was something nice about the way his girth expanded her canal and stretched her muscles. *Stretch,* she thought. *Yes, it's like a nice morning stretch.*\n\nHe went slower, gliding along inside her slick hole, letting his shaft feel every rib and bump inside her as he traveled the length of it. She felt him shudder as he pressed his thighs against hers and stretched the tip deep inside. He must have been pretty sensitive because as he held that position she felt his tip ticking upward like an erratic seconds hand on a clock and his salty nectar launched and sprayed its way into her body.\n\n*They're all such good boys,* she thought. She'd made a game of trying to figure out who would ravish her next. Some of them took her a couple times a day, others once a day. In the beginning one of them had eagerly had his way with her at *least* six times a day until he had worn himself out. He took a break for a couple days then found a more sustainable pace.\n\nAfter he milked himself into her, he walked away, still stiff. She could tell he was wondering if he could cum a second time, but she'd made it clear that there were consequences for fucking her without cumming, so they didn't risk it.\n\nShe got into the shower and turned on the water, the cold blast of water sending a shock to her system. She gasped and cried out, smiling. She poured shampoo on her head and in her hands and closed her eyes as she began to lather her hair.\n\nShe heard someone slip into the shower with her so she bent over slightly and put a foot up on the wall, waiting for his cock to find the entry point. Sure enough, a fat, thick cock began to slide inside. She trembled, not because it felt good, but because it felt... different. This was not one of the six dicks she knew. She froze, listening to her labia as they contoured around this unfamiliar specimen of male anatomy.\n\nIt was girthier and longer than the largest cock in the house. At full insertion it pressed hard against her cervix. She *loved* the way it filled her and wanted desperately to open her eyes and peek over her shoulder at the bearer of this magnificent cum syringe. But the shampoo was running thick over her eyes. So she shrugged and continued to scrub her hair, digging her nails into her scalp while the delivery boy pumped and thrust behind her.\n\nWith each thrust she could imagine what it would be like to actually enjoy the act. The feeling of fullness was satisfying and the way he seemed to be enjoying himself she was starting to feel envy. A deep, velvety voice began to call out, \"oh, ohhhhh,\" as he moaned and strained against the impending release of delicious sperm.\n\nA forceful blast of thick cum impacted her unexpectedly, causing her to jump a little. She smiled as she quickly filled up after just a few sharp shots. But it kept coming, and the fullness she had felt with just his cock was suddenly negligible as she felt herself filling with enough cum for a week. Long, glorious rushes of payload were delivered at a silky pace that prolonged her enjoyment of the meal. She savored its rich, creamy texture and flexed her muscles to clamp down on him trying to seal in as much of it as she could so it wouldn't fall out.\n\nShe almost never spoke to the men of the house, but as he pulled out to leave she called out, \"wait.\"\n\nHe stopped, still breathing heavy from his exertion.\n\n\"Thank you,\" she said. \"When will you be back? Or... can you move in?\"\n\nHe laughed nervously. \"We'll see... but, don't you want to know who I am?\"\n\n\"Don't care,\" she said. \"That was the best cum I've had in years.\"\n\nHe let out a deep breath. \"I have to say, I was skeptical when my friend told me about you. He insisted you wouldn't mind and that I could come fuck you as long as I followed your rules.\" He chuckled, more relaxed. \"I'll be back,\" he said thoughtfully. \"Sometime soon, I'm sure.\" She heard the bathroom door close as he left.\n\n*Now that is something I can enjoy,* she thought to herself, leaning against the shower wall feeling *extremely* full and satisfied."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When the CEO's son found her OF account, she was mad. When he told her to come to his apartment that Friday wearing nothing but an overcoat, she was furious... They've been together for five months now, and are discussing adopting a cat together. What happened between then and now? | [
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"content": "Anger didn't begin to describe the way she felt. *He's taking advantage of his position!* Her chest was thumping wildly while she waited for him to come to the door of his penthouse. *If he thinks running an OnlyFans account makes me some kind of slut, he's in for a nasty wake up call!* Her face was red and hot, her ears burning. Her mind raced through the many possible outcomes of this encounter. She imagined herself losing her job. She pictured herself screaming at him, slapping him across the face.\n\nA cold sweat broke out all over her body while her stomach churned. She was beginning to realize there could be no happy outcome from a situation like this. The best case scenario required that she keep quiet, let him take what he wanted from her body, and hope he kept her secret. If his father, her boss and the CEO of the company, ever found out that his secretary was flaunting her nude body online for money, he would fire her and she'd never work at another Fortune 500 company again.\n\nHer skin felt clammy and exposed under the trench coat she was wearing. The rough seams and unlined portions felt scratchy against her bare body. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She held herself around the waist, holding the coat closed tightly, and she waited.\n\nAfter an eternity the door finally opened. He seemed taller than she remembered, though she had only met him a few times in the past when he came into the office to visit his father. She was always seated at her desk, and she had always been fully clothed.\n\nHe wore a dark silk button-up shirt and slacks and a charming, warm smile. His eyes lit up when he saw her and he quickly invited her inside. \"I am *so* sorry to keep you waiting,\" he said sincerely. \"I had an issue with the...\" He paused and took note of her contorted expression and he laughed nervously. \"You don't care. Please, have a seat. Let me get you something to drink.\"\n\nShe wanted desperately to yell and scream. She felt short of breath and ready to burst. She could feel her heartbeat in her skull and she was having troubles focusing. But she made her way to a beautiful white couch and took a seat, sinking deep into the cushions.\n\n\"What would you like?\" he asked. \"I have pretty much anything you can imagine.\"\n\nShe looked up at him and felt the tears returning. She couldn't even open her mouth to speak for fear of exploding into a rage-filled verbal assault or a terrified plea for mercy.\n\nHe gave a worried smile and said, \"We'll start with water.\" He went to a bar in the living room and pulled a water bottle from a mini-fridge. He handed it to her then walked past her to sit on a chair nearby, facing her. \"I'm really sorry I was so... forward with my messages. This morning I read back over them and felt terrible. You must think I'm blackmailing you for sex.\" He laughed *very* nervously.\n\nHer eyebrows furrowed slightly and her lips parted, but still she couldn't bring herself to speak. Her mind was still racing, flooded with new questions.\n\n\"Hey,\" he said sheepishly. \"Can we start over? I really do feel terrible. Thank you for coming. I know we've only met a few times. My name is Jared.\" He extended his hand over an elaborately carved crystal table in the center of the sitting area.\n\nShe slowly extended her hand and let him take it. He gave her a gentle but strong shake and pulled back quickly.\n\n\"I should have been more clear, but my whole life I've been programmed to send short messages. 'Keep it to the point,' my father always said. I'm sure you're familiar with his obsession with brevity.\"\n\nShe cracked a half smile and nodded.\n\n\"What I should have said was that I would love to photograph you. My dad doesn't like it, but I picked up photography as a hobby a while back. I've photographed a lot of people, but never a model as beautiful as you.\" He looked down at his feet and put his hand on the back of his neck. \"And, I've never done nude photography.\"\n\nSlowly, she felt her muscles beginning to relax. Her lungs deflated a little. *Is this a trick?* she wondered. *Is he just trying to get me to relax before he chains me up in his sex dungeon?*\n\nHe looked up at her apologetically. \"Again, I'm *really* sorry if you got the wrong idea. Can we blame that one on my dad?\" He let out a weak chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck again.\n\nFinally, she felt ready to speak. \"So...\" she began. \"You *don't* want to have sex with me?\"\n\nHis eyes bulged and he glanced around frantically, desperately searching for the right words. He laughed loudly, too loudly, and said, \"Well... I... It's just that... um...\" He froze and stared at her. \"Can we rephrase that?\" he asked sheepishly. \"That's not my intention for tonight. I was just hoping that you'd give me the honor of photographing your insanely gorgeous body.\" He smiled and quickly added, \"You can retain full rights to the photos and use them for whatever purposes you see fit. I just want to test my skills and see how they turn out.\"\n\nShe smiled. In fact, her shoulders relaxed and she put her hands on her knees and *really* smiled. \"Sure,\" she said. She looked around. \"So, where do you want to do it? Here, on the couch, or do you have a special place in mind?\" She winked at him and patted the couch playfully.\n\nHe let out a hearty belly laugh and stood up. \"I have a studio,\" he said.\n\n*Of course he does,* she thought.\n\n\"Follow me.\"\n\nThey went down a hall and through a closed door. He had a beautiful little photography studio there. The walls were lined with props, there were several cameras, lights galore, and amazing backdrops.\n\n\"This is really fancy,\" she said, wandering around the room, lightly touching different props and pieces of equipment.\n\n\"Thanks, I really enjoy spending time in here. I'm excited to see how these turn out.\"\n\nWithout waiting for instructions she walked to the center of the room and dropped her overcoat. He had been turning on the lights and cameras but when he looked up and saw her his jaw dropped.\n\nShe was compact but slender. Long legs led his eyes on a gentle roller coaster up to hips that were built for pleasure. She was smoothly shaven and possessed the most picturesque pussy he had ever seen. His eyes wandered higher along a flat but soft tummy framed between the indent of a waist that begged to be held. Her chest proudly displayed two completely perfect breasts that perched on her rib cage without a hint of sagging. She held her arms out confidently and cocked her hips to one side, smiling deviously and flipping her splendid, shining hair over her shoulder.\n\n\"Uhhh,\" he said. And that was all he *could* say. Drool was pooling in his mouth and he swallowed hard with an audible gulp. She laughed and her eyes smiled brightly, melting his heart. He'd seen her photos, but *nothing* could have prepared him for being around her like this.\n\n\"Did you want to take some photos...\" she started, \"or should I just get the coat back on and go?\" She giggled playfully and struck another pose.\n\nHe quickly snapped himself out of it and got behind a camera, nearly tripping on the tripod as he stumbled his way around the space. For an hour they laughed and shot photos. She made sensual, seductive faces and reclined on the ground. She stood and threw her hair back and spun until she was dizzy. He snapped hundreds of photos, positive that every one of them was better than the last. He doubted he'd ever take better photos than these, even without reviewing a single one of them on the spot.\n\nFinally, laughing so hard they could barely breathe, he turned off the studio lights and shut down the cameras. She was sitting on a stool and he walked to her trench coat and picked it up for her.\n\n\"Here you go,\" he said, handing it to her. \"Thank you.\" He paused and looked into her eyes. \"Sincerely, *thank* you for letting me photograph you.\"\n\nShe searched his eyes, smiling. She could feel her heart racing, but she couldn't tell where it was going. \"You're welcome,\" she said thoughtfully. She took the coat and put it on, glowing from the inside out.\n\n\"Let me walk you downstairs,\" he said. \"Did you drive or should I call a taxi for you?\"\n\nShe paused for a long time and looked at him. \"I drove,\" she said, feeling distant and unsure.\n\n\"Good,\" he said. They left the apartment and took an elevator to the garage. It was a silent ride while they both desperately searched for what to say next.\n\nFinally, just as the elevator doors slid open and they stepped out, she said, \"when can I come back to review the photos with you?\"\n\nHe smiled. \"How about tomorrow morning?\" He quickly blurted out, \"we can have breakfast too... if you like.\"\n\nShe grinned. \"I'd like that.\""
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"content": "Jessica padded barefoot through the kitchen nook of the tiny submarine, her small feet barely making a noise on the deck plates. The petite and busty grad student moved like a little goth elf, finding her way through the cramped space of the underwater research craft with practiced ease.\n\n\nShe was wearing nothing but a pair of black Lacy boy shorts and a black tank top that clung to and barely covered her large breasts, leaving lots of underboob on display. Her crewmates couldn't help but notice her acres of pale skin on display, not that she minded. After all, she was pretty much free use for her crewmates at this point.\n\n\nThe busty goth girl was a strange pic for the underwater research mission, with her major actually being parapsychology, but she'd more than proven her worth on the ship. Joining the husband and wife team of doctors Jacob and Anna Clementine, their submarine mechanic and driver, Byron, and her own girlfriend, the one who got her the position on the ship, Felicia, a postdoctoral student in oceanography, Jessica had actually proven herself as a jack of all trades academically, and socially, she was the glue that held the crew together.\n\n\nTheir mission was to spend the entire academic year underwater, proving the design of the professor's sub. Powered by a tiny nuclear reactor, it was scarcely bigger than your average semi truck, its living space the size of a shipping container apartment. The five crew members were pretty much on top of each other all the time, and things were certainly awkward, at first.\n\n\nBoth of the professors were a couple, obviously, but even being married they hardly felt comfortable being intimate with students and their driver basically around the place all the time. Jessica and Felicia were dating, but they also tried to keep their hands to themselves, considering the general lack of privacy.\n\n\nJessica was just too horny to really go without sex for long though, and she quickly tempted her girlfriend into trying to take advantage of the night hours. The two of them would sleep out of the sleeping quarters to make out in the combined lounge/office area, Jessica grinding on Felicia's thigh, as she smothered her blonde girlfriend with her heavy, pillowy breasts. The two of them managed not to get caught for a few days, but soon Byron chanced onto them."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A regular guy finds a tentacle monster in his closet. Eventually curiosity and some lubrication lead to some... Experimentation. | [
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"content": "With his hands on his knees, he stood out on the front porch of his neighbor's house panting. The sound of his own heartbeat filled his ears and he could taste blood in his mouth. He felt lightheaded and found it difficult to focus.\n\n*What on god's green earth was THAT?* he kept repeating to himself. Images flashed relentlessly in his mind, the scene replaying itself over and over again, burned into his eyes. First the viscous liquid on the floor oozing out from under the closet door, then the smell that hit just as his eyes met the tip of the first swaying tentacle. It had taken a moment to register, giving the creature just enough time to loosely wrap a sticky arm around his wrist. He'd yanked himself free and run.\n\nSlowly he caught up with his breathing and stood upright, pressing his palms into his forehead. *I can't go back,* he thought. *Not alone. Unless I'm setting fire to the house. I can go back to do that.*\n\nHe paced around on the porch, wondering if he should knock on the door. *Would they even believe me?* he wondered. His heart jumped when the front door opened.\n\n\"Hey Tom,\" the old lady said. \"What's the matter? Do you need anything?\"\n\n\"Oh, thank you Mrs. Jones,\" he said. \"I'm fine. I just... needed some shade.\"\n\nMrs. Jones leaned out and peeked up at the sky past the roof of the porch. \"It's cloudy out Tom,\" she said, concerned. \"Are you sure you don't want me to get Frank for you? I'm sure he'd be happy to help with...\"\n\n\"Really, thank you,\" he said. \"UV rays.\" He grinned sheepishly and pointed up.\n\nShe eyed him suspiciously and nodded. \"Alright then. Well, you just knock if there's anything we can do for you.\"\n\nHe thanked her and slowly walked back to his own front door.\n\nA disturbing thought entered his mind and refused to leave. His heart started pounding again as he involuntarily considered the implications. His brain was invaded by images of cartoon girls, all of their holes being probed and explored by fat, slimy tentacles. At first glance he'd always rejected them for his spank bank on the grounds that they were *too weird* but he couldn't deny... they awakened a curiosity in him that viscously gripped him now.\n\nHe could feel blood flowing to his cock as the thoughts left him feeling confusion, arousal, and horror. He got lightheaded again as he seriously considered experimenting with the *thing* in his closet. *It didn't exactly attack me,* he thought.\n\nSlowly he opened his front door and scanned the entryway. His chest felt like a subwoofer playing a horror film as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He made his way back to the bedroom. From the doorway he could see the open closet door but he couldn't see inside. There were no new slime spots on the floor. Whatever it was, it was still in the closet.\n\nA naughty sense of adventure caused pressure to build up in his temples as he quietly undid his pants and stepped out of them. He walked silently toward the bed, pulling his shirt off and sliding his boxers down over his knees. As he leaned over the bed he got a good look inside the closet.\n\nAll he could see were tentacles. Whatever they were attached to had to be up in the ceiling. He climbed over the bed on his hands and knees, his semi-stiff penis trailing a string of precum from the tip. He held his hands out in front of him for reasons known only to his amygdala and took one laborious step after another toward the closet.\n\nThe creature made no noise. Its soft, flexible tentacles idly curled and wound, twisting and waving in slow motion. They each were studded with something resembling suction cups along one side, and there was a thin film of matte, clear fluid covering everything in sight.\n\nHe had no idea where to start, but the idea of it penetrating him had completely overtaken his ability to reason. Out loud he announced shakily, \"I don't know why, but for some reason I *really* want one of your tentacles inside of me.\"\n\nAt the sound of his voice the tentacles perked up and began a new routine, snaking and stretching out from the closet in search of the source of the noise. One found his wrist again but this time, instead of recoiling, he let it tighten around him. It was gentle but firm. He could feel powerful muscles bulging and contracting beneath the slimy, smooth skin.\n\nOnce one tentacle had him, the others found him quickly. They slithered and undulated their way around his body leaving warm, sticky goo everywhere they touched. They seemed to naturally search low, wrapping and rolling around his waist and legs before one of them found his butt crack and he held his breath.\n\nHis heart was pounding harder than ever as the dull tip of the tentacle twisted and swirled around between his cheeks, pressing firmly against his tight, undefiled hole. Despite his lungs feeling full, he inhaled sharply when the tip began to slip inside, spreading his sphincter and squeezing itself through.\n\nHe gasped and shuddered, the pounding in his temples growing more intense. A dull but pleasant pain formed somewhere deep inside while simultaneously the tentacle expanded in his rectum, pressing gently against his prostate. He clenched his muscles and felt himself squeezing tightly around the tentacle. It pressed on though, pushing past the dull pain and causing him to gasp yet again, his eyes bulging as the tentacle snaked around some unknown corner, past some kink in the pipes, diving further and further, inch by inch.\n\nAround that time he realized that a tentacle had loosely wrapped itself around his neck, the tip prodding at the corner of his mouth. Another one had slithered its way between his legs, leaving his balls slimy while it wrapped itself around his stiff cock. He could feel the invader burrowing deeper, forcing itself the wrong way up a one way chute.\n\nHe pursed his lips against the tentacle that was slathering his cheek in the mucous-like substance, but it persisted and broke through. It gently caressed his tongue for a moment, filling his mouth with a pleasantly salty sensation before wriggling unceremoniously down his trachea. He gagged and heaved, but it plunged itself quickly down his throat.\n\nTom's eyes were popping out of his head as the tentacle between his legs began stroking him and the one in his ass rounded another painful corner. He squeezed tightly against the girth of the tentacle but it only served to make him harder. He could feel himself building toward orgasm at breakneck speed. The fullness in his ass and the way it pulsed against his prostate made him feel as though he was already having an orgasm, but it felt... different. His eyes rolled and he felt his knees shaking.\n\nHis feet slipped out from under him and he fell, quickly jamming several more inches of fat tentacle into his anus before the tentacles reacted and bore his weight. The dull ache in his ass heightened the pleasure that was building around his cock. The sharper pains of the deep explorer in his gut further intensified the experience, and the tentacle crammed down his throat made him feel used and degraded, useless for anything but pleasuring this beastly, horrendous creature.\n\nThe tentacles in his body began to spasm, their muscles rippling along their length, spreading and stretching his holes while the one wrapped around his cock twitched and jerked, quickly activating his own orgasm. He spewed massive cum shots in great arching paths through the room as the tip of his member pulsed and launched itself with insane power.\n\nHis knees shook again, his feet trembling in the air while the tentacles likewise throbbed and undulated deep inside his body. They slowly began retracting, still twitching and delivering more of their monstrous load on the way out. He could feel it bloating him, gurgling up from his belly and ballooning his colon. The additional pressure again sent him over the edge and he had a second orgasm just as powerful as the first. He moaned on the tentacle in his throat and squeezed hard on the one sliding from his ass. The way they were releasing him somehow fueled his pleasure as more and more cum shot from his pulsating cock while the tentacle slithered and writhed around his shaft.\n\nWhen the tentacle finally dropped from his anus he felt as though he needed to explode. The pressure inside him was too much, and what started as a trickle soon turned to a firehose as he expelled the monster's viscously large load from inside him with enough force to lift him slightly. The thick spray splattered off the floor and onto the walls.\n\nThe tentacles slowly lowered him to the floor and set him down in the mess. The pleasure tingles continued to burn deep inside him and he found himself looking forward to their next session. He looked up at the tentacles as they relaxed and retreated into the closet.\n\n\"You had better stick around,\" he said, feeling woozy.\n\nHis ass expelled another pocket of monster cum onto the floor and he laughed. \"I need a shower,\" he said, dreading the cleanup job ahead."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Her boyfriend is a werewolf, and yet they somehow never had sex during a full moon, she was a bit curious how it would feel. With a Full Moon on the way, the Tomboy was wondering if she should try pitching the idea to him. | [
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"content": "\"So... could we...\"\n\n\"No\"\n\n\"You didn't even let me finish\"\n\n\"I know my wolf cycle just like you know your menstrual cycle, woman. You are not fooling me\"\n\n\"Wolf cycle?!\" she burst out laughing\n\n\"It's a real thing. Based on how dangerous it is for us to go out at night. Full moons may be the classic triger but any looking at the moon for enough time can get us to transform even if not as long as the full moon causes the transformation to last. except for new moons. those don't do shit so it is safe to go out\"\n\n\"Wait. Are you being serious?\"\n\n\"Yes, woman. I'm being serious. We can technically transform whenever. It is just a matter of staring at it for long enough. Even if it doesn't last a whole night.\"\n\n\"So that means it is safer for us to do it in your wolf form when there's no full moon cause there's less chances for you to hurt me\"\n\n\"I mean... technically, but i'm still a wolf... you don't know what i'll do to you. You don't want to be with a real one even for a minute so why do you want me to fuck you in wolf form even for a second? what's the difference. I'm way worse than a wolf\"\n\n\"But you're my boyfriend... i know you wouldn't hurt me...\"\n\n\"I wouldn't trust me that much if i were you\"\n\n\"Are you saying you'd... eat me\"\n\n\"Yes i would eat you most li\" he looked at her grinning \"You know it wouldn't be like that!\"\n\n\"Still i've never seen you wolf out... if what the stories say is true... then you are much sexier in wolf form\"\n\n\"I do take good care of my fur\"\n\n\"AHA! SO YOU ARE CAPABLE OF KEEPING YOUR MIND SANE\" he stopped for a few seconds.\n\n\"FUCK YOU CAUGHT ME!\"\n\n\"I knew i was the brains of this relationship! Now you got no excuse!\"\n\n\"Oh you'll wish I had\"\n\n\"YOU'LL DO IT?!\" She smiled with glowing eyes.\n\n\"I'll make you my bitch... full moon... forest... i'll give you a head start... you better make the hunt worth it or i'll edge you the entire night\"\n\nSafe to say... she felt like she was getting in heat at the moment thinking about it.\n\n\"Damn, already? you're making this easy\"\n\n\"Wait you can smell my arousal right now\"\n\n\"Sometimes i wished i had normal human smell. But yes\"\n\n\"so that's how you always found me when we played hide and seek! you cheater\"\n\n\"If those are how it goes... then you better pray to god i smell some good food... or else i'll eat dessert first\"\n\nShe didn't take that lightly and could feel her pussy aching for action and her boobs get more sensitive as she held back her naughty smile."
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"content": "(First part of the prompt. Hopefully I'll finish it over the weekend)\n\nIn tense silence, Martha and Lillian walked side by side toward the small, minimalist space shuttle that would be their home for the next few days. The compact design of the shuttle did nothing to improve their already strained mood.\r \n\r \nAs they approached the shuttle, Martha had an annoyed look in her eyebrows. “This shuttle looks like a tin can. Why couldn’t they give us something more spacious?”\r \n\r \nLillian, her face a picture of indifference, responded, “It’s functional. That’s what matters.”\r \n\r \nThe locker room hummed with tension as Martha and Lillian stormed in. The metallic clang of the door shutting behind them seemed to seal their fate. Swiftly, they each grabbed their mission suits, the room echoing with the zip and snap of Velcro straps being secured.\r \n\r \nMartha couldn’t bottle up her frustration any longer, her voice rising with each word. “Lily, I don’t want you getting in my way when it comes to the mission and that promotion.”\r \n\r \nLillian, her fingers dancing skillfully over the suit’s fastenings, shot a quick glance at Martha, irritation flashing in her eyes by the sound of that nickname. “Martha, you should stay out of my way. And I’m going to get that promotion, not you.”\r \n\r \nMartha stopped fastening her suit as she turned toward Lillian. She scoffed as she said, “What makes you say that, Lily?” There was a fierce determination behind her words that can only be matched by her fiery spirit. “You don’t have the drive to want that promotion more than I do.”\r \n\r \n“Drive?” Lillian abruptly paused, her eyes locking onto Martha’s with a chilling glare. “Where does ‘drive’ take you when you’re too sloppy and reckless to get the job done right?”\r \n\r \nMartha’s anger flared as she clenched her fists. Raising her voice, she spoke, “You work too slowly to get anything done efficiently. We might as well be working backwards with how ‘carefully’ you work.”\r \n\r \nLillian’s gaze turned icy, and her voice took on a sharp edge that could slice through steel. “At least I can do a good job without complaints, unlike some people I know.”\r \n\r \nThe tension in the room reached its boiling point as Martha’s face turned red, and her emerald eyes blazed with anger. “You think you’re so superior, don't you? Always playing it safe, never taking risks. Well, let me tell you something, Lily. When we're out there in space, it's not about playing it safe. It’s about survival, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure I come out on top.”\r \n\r \nLillian smirked, her eyes showing a mix of amusement and disbelief in Martha’s words. “Survival, huh? Well, Martha, let’s see how you handle pressure when the stakes are high. I have a feeling you'll crumble under the weight of it all.”\r \n\r \nThis was one one of the things Martha hated about Lillian as the woman knew how to make her see red. “Well, maybe a little danger is what this mission needs. We can't keep tiptoeing around, playing it safe. We have to take risks in order to get the job done!”\r \n\r \nLillian's eyes narrowed, her voice filled with disdain for the officer before her. “Getting the job done doesn't mean being reckless, Martha. It means taking calculated decisions and precise execution. You're just a sledgehammer in a glass house.\"\r \n\r \nMartha may have been the one to head into a competition but she could no longer keep her head straight anymore. Her breathing quickened as she allowed her body to go into autopilot. In a daring move, Martha grabbed Lillian’s neck and forced her into a wet kiss.\r \n\r \nMartha’s lips crashed onto Lillian's, their mouths melding together in a frenzied clash of tongues and teeth. She could feel Lillian’s resistance as she tried to gasp for air and take control of the encounter, but it only made Martha want to control the kiss more as she dug her fingers into Lillian’s neck.\r \n\r \nAfter a few wet seconds, Martha finally let Lillian go. Lillian wiped her wet mouth with her hand and grimaced by how slick it was. She scoffed at her hand and then at Matha. “What was that?!” she asked.\r \n\r \nMartha folded her arms. “A kiss, Lily. Ever heard of it?”\r \n\r \n“More like crass and tasteless,” said Lillian as she tried to dry her mouth with her hands. “You lack style and control.”\r \n\r \n“Like you can kiss me any better?” asked Martha with a raised eyebrow.\r \n\r \nMartha's boldness had caught Lillian off guard, but she wasn't one to back down. A mischievous smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she took a step closer to Martha, invading her personal space. Lillian teased Martha’s hair before giving her a soft kiss.\r \n\r \nMartha’s breath caught in her throat as Lillian's lips pressed against hers with a feather-light touch. It was a stark contrast to the intense and forceful kiss Martha had initiated moments ago. Lillian’s kiss was filled with control and finesse, teasing Martha's senses and leaving her yearning for more.\r \n\r \nLillian’s polished kiss struggled to keep up with Martha’s passionate kiss that was on the verge to become frenzied again. Lillian tried to keep Martha at bay, but the fiery officer and them wearing their clunky space suits wasn’t making it easy.\r \n\r \n“Relax,” Lillian said as laid Martha on the bench. “You asked me if I can kiss you, remember?”\r \n\r \nMartha’s eyes widened as Lillian positioned herself above her, straddling her hips. She wasn’t used to giving up control, especially to someone like Lillian. “Why couldn’t we do this before we put on the stupid suits?” asked Martha.\r \n\r \nLillian sighed. “Shut up and let me kiss you, stupid.”\r \n\r \nBefore Martha could protest, Lillian’s lips descended upon Martha’s once more. Their tongues danced and intertwined as soft and louds moans escaped their lips. Martha’s hands roamed Lillian's body, tracing the curves of her waist and hips, pulling Lillian closer. However, Lillian swiped Martha’s hands away, much to her annoyance.\r \n\r \n“Just kisses,” Lillian breathed.\r \n\r \nTheir kisses grew more feverish, their breaths mingling in the confined space. Martha's hands ventured lower, cupping Lillian's ass and squeezing it firmly. Despite herself, Lillian gasped into Martha's mouth, a mixture of surprise and pleasure, though she gave Martha a steely look that meant Martha pushed her luck.\r \n\r \nLillian pulled back, leaving Martha to embarrassingly quiver and wanting more. With a playful smile, Lillian leaned forward and whispered in Martha's ear, “Now that’s how you kiss, my dear.”\r \n\r \nThe two officers got up from the bench and tried to compose themselves as they finished getting suited up.\r \n\r \nMartha chuckled as she finished. “I didn’t you knew how to kiss. I thought your head was too busy face fucking those books. I’ll have to remember that for next time, Lily.”\r \n\r \nLillian scowled and shoved past Martha. “It’s Lillian and we wasted enough time.”"
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"content": "She examined the femur, testing that it wouldn't break right away; it was dry, but not brittle, the conditions of decay inside the tower seemingly preserving its strength. It was even almost warm against the princess’s hands. The top was a strange shape, bulbous and too inconvenient to try out, but the bottom was far easier to imagine breaching her entrance, even if it would be a stretch at first. The thought made her noticeably wetter, so that she could feel the slick dampening the inside of her thighs, bare under her simple dress- barely more than underclothes, really.\n\nShe brought it over to the water pump and washed it, because while she may have been going through with this bout of libido-induced insanity, shoving a dirty bone directly from the floor into her pussy was a bridge too far! She dried it then set it down on her bedspread, before shucking off her dress to leave her naked, breasts sagging slightly without the support of the cloth, her curves and the pudge of her soft belly and hips on display. She absentmindedly played with her nipples, pinching and rolling them softly until they stood at attention while her hips twitched at the stimulation.\n\nLaying down, the princess spread her legs to fully expose her dripping cunt, the hair on the surrounding lips plastered to the sensitive skin from how wet she was; the princess reached down to start playing with her clit- throwing her head back at the soft electric pulses it sent up her body- and using the middle finger of her other hand to trace along her entrance. She was going to need to really prepare herself for this.\n\nShe pushed the finger inside- the walls of her cunt slick and tight and burning hot- with a soft exhale at how smoothly it slid. Pumping it in and out, the princess first focused more on the hand that was rubbing her clit- alternating fast and slow depending on how taut the tension in her gut pulled at her genitals- while she grew more desperate, and her noises of pleasure louder. \n\nWhat felt like years later, she added another finger, which slid in with as much eagerness as the first, and on and on until the princess had even managed to slip her thumb inside her desperate, flushed pussy; her moans turned high and breathy, and the princess could feel the initial tingling of her orgasm building up inside her, pussy fluttering around her fingers. She opened her eyes- when she had closed them, she didn't know- and stopped touching herself, removing her hand with a wet slurping noise, and wriggled back until she had her torso propped up on her pillows.\n\nShe grabbed the long bone, testing the heft one final time, and putting it into position, the smooth bottom end of it brushing coyly against her lips, before she used her other hand to push them to either side of the rounded square- almost hoof-like- shape, so that it could press more directly against her loosened hole. From its position, it showed the former owner to have been quite a bit taller than her, or at least had longer legs; the princess put that out of her mind for the moment.\n\nShe took a deep breath and began to press the bone hard against herself, it's warmth almost undetectable next to the furnace of her body heat. The stretch was incredible- blunt and unyielding, it spread her lips wider and wider, though not fully breaching the ring of muscle yet. The princess kept pushing, willing her hole to relax more, playing with her clit to ease the slight pain of it. There was a sheen of sweat across her skin. Grunting with effort and arousal, she pressed harder, until with a sudden lunge forward, it punched into her- but only halfway over the widest part, stretching the ring of her entrance to its limit- making her squeal and convulse with the mix of pleasure-pain, nearly making her snap her thighs closed.\n\nThe princess let out a continuous, keening moan as she got control of herself and kept pressing the bone deeper insider, letting out a higher squeak when the head of it fully popped into her pussy. Then came the thinner tapering down to the width of the shaft, which let her move it more- carefully and slowly at first, but soon she fully gave into her pleasure and began to fuck her hole fast and hard, as deep as it could go- her noises turning more punched out and gutteral. She rubbed furiously at her clit, feeling herself getting closer and closer to completion, as she leaned back, closing her eyes again, and redoubling her efforts.\n\nWhen she came it was long and hard, the walls of her pussy slamming down, moulding around the shape of the intrusion- milking it, picturing in her mind how the thing inside her would twitch and buck, spurting it's own release, imagining the extra wetness and heat so much that she really could feel it- as her legs stiffened and toes curled. After all the noise she had made during the act, the princess was strangely silent when she came, just letting out a high pitched, but quiet, whine as she bucked her clit into her hand. \n\nWith the soft, boneless feeling of her orgasm leaving, the princess gave a final sigh of contentment, slowly fondling her clit, appreciating how wet she felt around the stretch of the bone, eyes still closed. Satisfied.\n\nThe stillness broke abruptly.\n\n“WHAT IS THIS!?”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: “I thought the whole point of ‘casual Fridays’ was to come to work wearing whatever makes us comfortable. Its not my fault that I feel most comfortable naked…” | [
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"content": "\"In my office! NOW!\" Bob bellowed, his little round face red with anger.\n\nThe thrill of the moment invigorated Tom. His heart was pounding, his veins coursing with adrenaline. Over confident and blinded by courage, he yelled back, \"why?! Because *you* would be too embarrassed to be this comfortable at work?\"\n\nVeins bulged in Bob's forehead and neck as his eyes were slowly pushed from their sockets by his rage. His face trembled as he growled, his jowls and cheeks vibrating. Tom figured you'd get steam if you poured water on his head, and visualizing it made him smile.\n\n\"If you don't get in my office *right* this second you are *FIRED*!\" He stomped and pointed through the doorway, spit flying from his mouth as he yelled.\n\n\"I'm probably *already* fired, don't you think?\" Tom called back.\n\nAndy, his cubicle mate, laughed. \"You are *so* screwed,\" he said. \"It's *casual Friday*, not *wear whatever you want* day. They still have a dress code.\"\n\nBob roared and threw something, but Tom had turned to look at Andy. \"Yeah, but isn't the point to wear something more comfortable?\" He shrugged. \"Doesn't get any more comfortable than this.\"\n\nTom was standing at the cubicle entrance and turned to face Andy, who was sitting. \"Sure,\" Andy said, wincing, \"but could you *at least* sit down so you're not waving that thing around in my face?\"\n\nThe feel of the cool, recirculated air gently wafting past his freshly shaved balls felt too good. He loved the way his skin could breathe and his cock could just dangle without folding in on itself or kinking uncomfortably in the hot, sweaty confines of pants. Even just sitting in the chair felt like he'd be inviting sweat and discomfort.\n\n\"Nah,\" Tom said, stretching and thrusting his hips toward Andy's face. \"I don't think I will.\"\n\nAndy laughed and slapped Tom's dick away.\n\n\"Hey,\" Tom said, perking up and watching the hallway that snaked between cubicles. \"What do we have here?\"\n\nAshley, the young, sexy new receptionist Bob had *just* hired was walking toward them.\n\n\"Check it out,\" Tom hissed at Andy. \"Seems someone else had the same idea as me!\"\n\nBob shrieked and threw something else as Ashley rounded a corner and came into his view. The short, round, furious floor manager stormed into his office and slammed the door shut, rattling the entire building.\n\nAshley strolled comfortably down the hall. She was justifiably confident as she walked, her small but perky tits bouncing playfully on her slender, tight chest. She had long, athletic legs and a perfectly grabbable waist. She, too, was cleanly shaven and the two round bumps of her pussy lips moved hypnotically with her thighs as she strutted by her coworkers.\n\nAs she passed Tom and Andy she turned to admire Tom. \"Hey,\" she said, \"I see someone *else* really understands what *casual Friday* means!\" She smiled and winked before continuing her march.\n\n\"See?\" Tom asked excitedly. \"*She* gets it!\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: (Inc) You didn’t realize who she was until you came inside her. In your defense, the lights were out. | [
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"content": "I woke up to the sound of my dorm room door clicking shut. It was quiet enough that it shouldn't have pulled me from sleep, but there I was, my eyes open, staring at my alarm clock telling me it was 2am.\n\nI rolled my eyes and sighed. \"Jared, is that you?\" I whispered.\n\nMy bed creaked and shifted as someone crawled onto it, lifting the covers and slipping inside with me. My heart jumped as my body instantly felt the soft, delicate features of a woman on my skin. Long, soft hair draped across my body as she rested her head on my chest and reached her hand down onto my boxers and grabbed a handful of my crotch.\n\n*This has to be part of the freshman frat house initiation or something,* I thought to myself. I hadn't been at college long enough to meet any girls, and I was *not* the type to inadvertently attract horny girls who break into dorm rooms for sex.\n\nI sniffled through a late night stuffy nose and moved my hands onto her body. She was already completely naked and my hands immediately found many delights in her smooth skin and soft breasts. I slid a hand down her back and grabbed an incredible ass cheek, immediately moving over to the other cheek to check for symmetry. It was, indeed, equally as incredible. My fingers were drawn to the hot, moist crevice between her thighs while her hand slipped under my boxers and began stroking my stiffening cock.\n\nShe disappeared under the covers and I felt myself slipping into a hot, slobbery mouth, the cool lips sucking me in while her tongue rubbed expertly along my most sensitive parts. It was too dark to see anything, especially under the covers, but the springs of the bed creaked gently as she bobbed her head up and down on me, fondling my balls and sucking hard.\n\nSoon she pulled the covers off me and straddled me. I could see her outline as a super dark silhouette against a very dark room, the occasional charging light providing just enough illumination on the walls to make out general shapes. I felt her sliding the tip of my cock up and down the length of her slick slit, her juices covering the head while her fingers guided me along. Finally she let the tip find the entrance and she slowly lowered herself onto me. It was tight and soaking wet, a smooth glide into a powerful grip.\n\nI felt her hands on my chest as she began to work her hips, my cock sliding and rocking around inside of her in a kind of dance. She was a sex machine, like some kind of slut trained to milk men for their cum. *A succubus?* I wondered, chuckling to myself.\n\nI wrapped my hands around her sturdy waist and added a little extra push and pull to her hip movements, extending the range of motion and feeling the buildup intensify. I heard a soft whisper between deep breaths, \"Cum inside me,\" she breathed. \"I want you to cum inside me.\"\n\nShe quickened her pace and I strained at the edge of release until slowly the cup tipped over and spilled. I *exploded*, unleashing a flurry of cum blasting up inside her with incredible force. She gasped and moaned, continuing to work my cock with her sensual movements. I shuddered and groaned, the intensity of the orgasm lifting my shoulders and feet off the bed.\n\nSuddenly the lights flicked on and the girl whipped around and yanked the covers up over her head to hide. My roommate, Jared, was standing by the light switch staring at me, his eyes wide.\n\n\"What. The. Fuck.\" He said it slowly and deliberately.\n\nI shrugged and grinned. \"Sorry man, didn't mean to wake you.\"\n\n\"No,\" he insisted. \"What the *fuck*.\"\n\nI peered at him, confused.\n\nHis eyes were bulging out of his skull. \"Dude.\" He said. \"What the *actual* fuck?!\"\n\nWe'd been friends for years, and he'd never been this speechless.\n\n\"What man? Did you think I was gay?\"\n\n\"Dude!\" he cried, throwing his hands out in desperation. \"Were you just fucking your *sister*?\"\n\nMy heart jumped then began beating furiously. I broke out in a cold sweat. I was frozen. I couldn't speak. *Did I just...* Even finishing the *thought* threatened to turn my stomach inside out.\n\nAfter a long time staring at the lump in my bed, I asked, \"Angela, is that you?\"\n\nSilence. No movement. For all anyone knew I just had *huge* feet.\n\n\"Angie?\" I called out again, tugging gently on the covers.\n\nSlowly she uncovered her head, keeping the blankets wrapped around her body. She gave me a weak, sheepish smile, then turned to Jared. \"Hey,\" she said, choking on the word.\n\nHe stared for a moment, then quickly opened the door and walked out into the hall, slamming it shut behind him.\n\n\"What the...\" I started. \"What just *happened*?\"\n\n\"OK,\" she started, frantically. \"In my defense it wasn't *entirely* my idea!\"\n\n\"What?!?\" I exclaimed. \"And that's supposed to make me feel *better*?\"\n\n\"Mom just thought that...\"\n\n\"MOM?\" I shrieked. \"This was *mom's* idea?\"\n\n\"Well she just thought that it might help you focus better at school if you got some of that pent up sexual energy out once a week or so.\"\n\n\"*Mom*?\" I cried again. \"And you *agreed* to it?\"\n\nShe faceplanted on the bed and groaned. After a moment she sat back up. \"I wanted you to fuck me since... well since puberty.\"\n\n\"You're my *baby* sister!\" I screamed.\n\n\"Yeah, but I'm 18 now, so...\"\n\n\"So? *SO?* So what? *How* does that make it *better*?\"\n\nShe jumped out of the bed, hoping the covers would come with her, but they were tucked in *really* tight and she lost them almost immediately. \"Oh come on,\" she said, standing by the bed naked. \"You *never* thought about fucking me?\" She stared expectantly. \"Not even *once*?\"\n\nI couldn't help but stare at her body. Her shaved pussy had the most perfect slit with soft, beautiful lips. Her stomach was flat and tender with a cleanly curved waist leading into an amazing chest. Her breasts were perky and full, and I'd already felt how incredible her ass was.\n\n\"N-n-n-no,\" I stammered. \"Not *really*. I mean, I guess at one point I realized you had a vagina and...\" I trailed off. The truth was I *hadn't* ever specifically thought about having sex with her, but after having *done* it I was starting to question my younger self's sanity.\n\n\"Riiiight,\" she said, exaggerating her sarcastic disbelief.\n\n\"Well,\" I started. \"I just...\"\n\n\"What, do I disgust you?\"\n\n\"Not at all!\" I responded quickly. \"That was actually... amazing.\" I may have blushed. My ears got hot.\n\n\"I agree,\" she said, smiling.\n\n\"Look,\" I started. \"It's just that it's...\"\n\n\"Taboo?\" she offered. \"So what? Sex is sex. I'll take pills to make sure we don't have any deformed babies and it'll be fine.\"\n\nI stared at her. She stared back at me. Eventually she took a breath and started donning her clothes again, which she'd left in a pile at the foot of my bed. Watching her get dressed again was starting to give me another boner. I quickly pulled the blankets back up to cover myself.\n\nFinally she walked up to me, kissed me on the head, and turned to leave. At the door she stopped and turned to face me. \"So, we'll do this again next week, OK?\" I stared at her, eyes half wide, half begging. When I failed to answer, she smiled and left."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your partner is a little on the chubby side. She bought a skimpy outfit on impulse and is embarrassed you caught her with it. | [
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"content": "\"Jessica! You're so fucking lucky. I can't believe guys on the internet pay to watch you play video games or do cosplay and whatever. Do you get to eat whatever you want and still stay hot! It's not fair,\" My roommate complained.\n\nStacy had always been really skinny. Had been, anyway, until she got out of gymnastics anyway. She'd come to university on an academic scholarship, instead of a sports one, and the freshman 15 had more than caught up with her. She had always been super thin before, but her appetite had really grown, and her body had grown with it. She always said it didn't help that she had a super hot futanari roommate that made her the little chubby one, and maybe I felt a little bit guilty, but she was definitely selling herself short!\n\nI was a cheerleader, sure, tall, blonde, and busty with my nice plump double D's, tan and leggy, with a nice hourglass shape, like futas always have, and everybody knew that I had a thick pink cock just above my pussy, and lots of people found that to be pretty fucking hot, me included. But that didn't mean that Stacy was unattractive at all!\n\nThe only reason I was leggier than she was, was because I was about a foot taller. She was just over 5 ft tall, but she carried all of her height in her legs. Her legs have been like, kind of strong, when she got here, but they were still super thin. Now that she'd been eating more, and she'd put on some weight, she was actually really shapely! She had the most luscious thighs! Kind of fit, kind of plump, nicely shaped, and they just made you want to touch them! It was hard to keep my eyes off of her when she'd be in the room in her shorts or underwear. She always liked to cover up in loose jeans or sweatpants when she went out, but I got to see just how nice her legs were when she hung out just the two of us. She was self-conscious about her \"thunder thighs\", but I had to hide an erection more than once when I found myself staring at them, and even her just talking about her thighs could make my pussy tingle.\n\nHer butt had plumped up too! She had, like, *no butt at all* when she got to college, but now she had a real badonkadonk. She had a weakness for veggie cheeseburgers. She likes to convince herself that they were healthy. They weren't, but they were sure giving her a healthy back side! Her butt was nice and plump, heart-shaped, like mine, but it was way, way bigger. I had a nice butt for Instagram. She had a nice butt for a rap video! The way she'd put on the pounds, you could tell that a lot of it went there, and her big butt would ooze over the sides of chairs and jiggle whenever she moved. Even in her sweatpants, you could tell she had lots of junk in the trunk, it was enough to drive a girl crazy. Guys too, obviously. Sometimes they exchange looks with me, glancing at her butt and then at me, with a look like \"are you seeing this?\" Her ass was, like, awesome!\n\nAnd it wasn't just her ass that had benefited from her weight gain. We had access to unlimited amounts of frozen yogurt, ice cream, milkshakes, and even a cookie bar where you could make all kinds of Sundae abominations. Her parents had kept a tight leash on her diet when she was at home, but now that she was away, she was indulging! Hardly a meal passed when Stacy wouldn't have at least a bowl of ice cream on the side, and it was often a really big bowl. I could watch her shovel spoonful after spoonful of ice cream past her cute little lips, and I knew where so, so much of it was going...\n\nStacy's tits had gotten huge! They were just little bee stings when we met, but the more she ate, the bigger they got, and she had been ballooning! She hardly had anything but sports bras and a couple of tiny bralettes, at first, but I had had the pleasure of watching her outgrow top after top. Over the course of the first semester, her breasts had gone from a cups to b cups pretty quickly, and after that she had more and more cleavage on display whenever she wasn't hiding her chest under a hoodie. Her little tits had gotten steadily more prominent, until, right around fall, they were officially big!\n\n\"Jessica, do you have any bras I could borrow? You're a double d, right? I think I'm too big for anything I've got...\" Stacy asked, wearing nothing but a t-shirt, in our room, as she held up her useless, largest, sea cup bra forlornly. Her breasts were the size of grapefruits, just kind of softly swaying underneath her shirt, and I wondered how she'd managed to hide them as they've grown so big. She really was at least a d cup, and she wasn't done growing either.\n\nStacy managed to cram herself into one of my double d cup bras. It was already snug on her, even though she was so much more petite than me, and her new breasts seemed to make her even more self-conscious, which somehow meant that she ate more, which definitely meant she grew more!"
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"content": "Content warnings: werewolf/beastiality/furry, breeding, blood, romantic, consensual, power/size difference, pain/pleasure\n\n...\n\n“We’ll just put a towel down,” Jason said. \n\n“No, honey,” Ana said, nervously. The sun was setting. The full moon would rise soon. “Really, I need to go home tonight. Like, soon.”\n\n“Seriously, babe, blood doesn’t squick me out. Or if you don’t wanna have sex we can just cuddle. Come on. I love you, I just want to spend more time with you.”\n\n“I--” she hesitated, shifting uncomfortably. Her eyes darted wildly towards the door.\n\n“Is there… is there something you’re not telling me?” His voice cracked. Just the thought that she could be lying to him nearly broke his heart. “Is there some other guy?”\n\n“No it’s…” Ana’s voice trailed off. \n\nJason grabber her hand and looked into her eyes. “You can tell me anything. We’re in this together.”\n\nShe sighed. “When I said it’s my time of the month, I… uh, I didn’t exactly mean my period.” \n\nHe paused, waiting. The silence was deafening. “Wh-what then?” he whispered. \n\nShe looked nervously at the darkening sky outside. She could feel the hairs on the back of her neck bristling. Already her blood was hot. She’d turn within the hour, maybe less.\n\n\"You're a werewolf?\" Jason finally guessed.\n\n\"Darling,” Ana said apologetically. “We've only been dating two months, so I wasn't sure when to tell you.\" \n\nJason looked at his girlfriend. Beautiful, kind, perfect in every way. He set his jaw and made his decision. \"FUCK ME AND TURN ME NOW!\" \n\nShocked, Ana stared at him, realizing he was serious. \"Okay, before that, hear me out.\"\n\nHe kissed her, deeply. “Anything, babe. This is so fucking hot I don’t know why you didn’t tell me before.”\n\nAna pulled away. “Let’s just sit down. I only have maybe 45 minutes left tonight. You-- you might have to restrain me.”\n\n“Restrain? Like handcuffs?”\n\n“Probably more than just cuffs. But first, you don’t know what you’re getting into. It’s not like the movies. You’re not going to be able to control it, not at first, and not at all during the full moon. And you know not everyone is okay with, uh, my kind. So if I turn you, you’ll need a safe place to stay for a few months while you learn how to control it, so you don’t just turn into a werewolf randomly in the cereal aisle at Target, ya know?”\n\nJason nodded. Werewolf discrimination wasn’t really something he’d ever considered. Then again, he hadn’t considered that werewolves might be shopping for Count Chocula, either.\n\n“And I can’t protect you from the mobs with torches and pitchforks, not by myself,” Ana continued. “And if I turn you, that’s basically saying you’re joining my pack. Like, it’s the same thing as a marriage proposal in my family.”\n\n“I-- what?”\n\n“My family has that rural farm, ya know? Because that’s where all the pups and new recruits live while they learn to control it. And my dad and brothers wouldn’t really let you live there unless, you know, we were serious.”\n\n“Oh.” He got lost in thought. It was a lot to take in.\n\n“Babe?” Ana said quietly after a few moments.\n\nJason snapped back to reality. “Yeah?”\n\n“I’m not going to have enough time to get home now. You’re going to have to restrain me somehow.”\n\n“But I still want you to turn me.”\n\n“What?!”\n\n“We’ll elope, I don’t know, I love you, and I want you to turn me.”\n\n“Jason you’re not listening to me!” Her voice was rising in panic. “I’m going to be stronger and bigger than you in just a few minutes and if you don’t restrain me now I’m not going to have much control, I won’t be able to hold back.”\n\n“That’s so sexy,” he said dreamily, wrapping his arms around her. “Don’t hold back.”\n\nShe looked up at him, doe-eyed, her lips quivering. “You’re serious?”\n\n“I am.”\n\n“Fine,” she said, almost angrily. Her primal urges were kicking in. Her eyes glowed with passion, her muscles began tensing. “Fine, I’ll fucking turn you.” She ripped his shirt off, tearing through the fabric effortlessly as if it was wet paper.\n\n“Fuck,” Jason said, his cock suddenly pressing up against his jeans. “Fuuuck, can you turn me while you’re fucking me?”\n\nSuddenly Ana was taller than him. She pushed him against the wall and kissed him, pressing her body up against his. “Babe,” she growled, desperately clinging to her last shred of humanity as the transformation consumed her. “Jason, darling, I want you to know it’s still me.”\n\nJason wasn’t a small guy, nearly 6 feet tall and 180 pounds, but his new fiance towered over him now. Her muscular form shredded her delicate clothes, leaving her naked but for her soft, white fur. Her face elongated into a wolfish snout and her nails grew into enormous claws. He knew he should be afraid, but he trusted her. His heart was pounding and his balls ached, begging for release.\n\nShe had his shoulders pinned with one paw and began pulling at his pants with the other. Realizing she no longer had thumbs, he attempted to undo the buckle, but she tore through the leather before he had the chance. Now he was nakeder than she was, Jason thought. At least Ana had fur. Suddenly, he felt small and vulnerable. Was this what she felt like the rest of the month with him?\n\nAna had become singularly focused on the primal act of breeding. She lined her hips up with his and slid herself onto his cock, grunting a little as he entered her. He moaned a little as she thursted, trying to coax an orgasm out of him. Her pussy begged for his cum, her womb longing for his pups. It was pure instinct. He had pledged to be her mate. And she was determined to mate with him.\n\nJason was overwhelmed. He’d always dreamed of a muscular girlfriend, but this was so much better than his fantasies. And they hadn’t done it without a condom yet. Her cunt was so soft and wet. It was too much. She was totally in control of him, using his cock for her pleasure. He couldn’t get away even if he wanted to, which turned him on even more. \n\n“God damn it,” he panted. “You’re gonna make me--” He winced as she dug her claws into his shoulder. His groin pulsed with orgasmic release.\n\nShe howled softly as she felt his seed filling her. Then she wrapped her arms around him, lifting him up and digging her claws into his back. He screamed in a mix of agony and ecstasy, his cock still throbbing inside of her. She scratched harder, drawing blood and infecting his wounds with her lycanthropy."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She only got the womb tattoo as a lost bet, but since since she got it the more perverted thoughts - but she was good girl and would not give in. Mind you, she wasn't sure if the tingling was magic or just her id. | [
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"content": "Rebecca lay back on her bed and sighed. Another day was over. She was home, and alone. She had swapped her work uniform for a pair of yoga pants and an oversized t-shirt. Time to....\n\n... go on Tinder, find a Chad with a cock the size of her forearm and let him push her up against the wall and pound her until she saw stars and couldn't walk straight, before...\n\nRebecca shook herself, suppressing the intrusive thought, while she blushed slightly at the images it conjured in her head. Where had that idea come from? She sat up in bed, shivering slightly even in the warmth of the apartment. No. She pushed the thought down firmly. She was not that kind of girl. Even if she did have a tattoo on her mound.\n\nSilently cursing her so-called friends who had roped her into getting the godawful tat, Rebecca looked at her phone. What was for dinner tonight? Maybe she should...\n\n... order a pizza, then open the door in nothing but her tiniest thong, then push the pizza guy up against the wall and suck his dick until he came and she could swallow down all of his...\n\nRight. A meal prep box from the freezer. Yes. That sounded good. Ignoring the dull ache between her legs, Rebecca got out of bed and threw one of her pre-made meals in the microwave. She took it and a spoon to bed, as she began to consider her options for entertainment...\n\n...Porn. The Internet is for porn, after all. Find some video of some lucky girl getting all her holes filled with cocks, and dildos, and vibrators, and tongues, and fingers, until she can't do anything other than scream and cum, while...\n\nNetflix. There had to be a series on there somewhere she hadn't watched yet, and that was still worth watching. Rebecca bent over, the aching in her hard enough to make her stomach cramp. Slowly, she unclenched and took another bite of food. Slowly, she wondered if she might be sick. Maybe she should call a doctor...\n\n... who would of course be young, and sexy, and ask her to strip in a deep manly voice tinged with just the right mix of authority and sympathy to make her go weak at the knees right away, and she would show her body to him...\n\nShe stared at her phone. Maybe she should...\n\n... take some nudes. Send them to someone. Like her ex. Or better yet, her ex's girlfriend. Or she should make an Onlyfans account. After all, she was hot, in girl-next-door sort of way, the exact things they couldn't get from porn. She could make good money showing off her body to men she'd never meet, letting them watch her...\n\nRebecca let out a scream of frustration. With a decisive motion, she reached into her bedside table and pulled out Mr. Gordo, the stubby pink dildo she had got as a gag gift once, and would die if anyone found out she kept. Before she had the time to think about what she was doing, she had shimmied out of her pants, pulled her panties to the side, and begun running the tip along her slit...\n\n...and the audience went wild, cheering and roaring their approval as she squirmed, while the huge rubber cock filled her, stretched her, squeezed her insides and caressed her in places she didn't even know she wanted touched...\n\nShe looked down. Without thinking, she had buried Mr. Gordo inside herself to the hilt, and the fingers on her free hand were slowly rubbing her clit. Rebecca blushed furiously at her own lewdness... but she didn't stop.\n\nShe came, quick and hard. She soon lay among her crumpled sheets, panting, the ache in her belly subsiding, but not gone. She looked at Mr. Gordo. Had he finally met his match? She looked at her phone. She might need a new toy. Rebecca began browsing the internet, searching for a new toy. The screen glowed in the darkness of the room. And under her white cotton panties, so did her tattoo."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An entitled woman is struck by a curse, and must now show her gratitude to anyone who helps her. From a quick bra-flash for the guy who holds a door open for her to a gangbang for the moving crew, she can no longer stop herself from showing how thankful she is. | [
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"content": "Rupert wasn't normally the type to be surprised by things. He'd been around for a *long* time, and by this point he was pretty sure he'd seen everything. But not today. Today he realized he was witnessing something entirely new. He watched as his overall opinion of humanity plunged several points lower, all because of one woman.\n\nHe stared in utter disbelief as this self-important woman screamed furiously in his face, her darkly lined eyes bulging and bloodshot, spittle flying from between her Botox powered, hot pink lips.\n\nConfused, without waiting for an opening in her scolding, he asked, \"Did you not see the bus coming at you?\"\n\n\"Of course I saw it you pea-brain,\" she bellowed, \"but I don't remember giving you permission to assault my body the way that you did.\"\n\n\"Ma'am,\" he said softly. \"I saved your life.\"\n\n\"Yes yes,\" she dismissed. \"Any halfway decent scumbag would have done the same. What do you want, a cookie?\"\n\nHe opened his mouth but was so floored with disbelief that nothing came out.\n\n\"I just can't believe the way you *men* feel like you *own* our bodies that way, putting your slimy hands all over us without consent,\" she sneered with hate dripping from her teeth.\n\n\"I pulled on your sleeve,\" he said, slowly.\n\n\"Yeah,\" she cried. \"And in the process you very nearly made me flash half of Manhattan.\"\n\nAgain he couldn't find words. She continued yelling but he couldn't focus on what she was saying, but he decided to give her once last chance.\n\n\"Well,\" he said over her raving anger, \"I'm sorry.\"\n\n\"Sorry?\" She cried in disbelief. \"You're *sorry*?\" She threw her hands up and scoffed. \"You know what? You can kiss my ass, you fucking rapist.\"\n\n*You can kiss my ass,* he repeated in his mind. \"Yes I can,\" he said.\n\nNow what you don't know about curses is that they don't come from heaven or hell. They aren't the work of angels or demons. There is no flash of light, bolt of lightning, or a little chime that sounds. They are quiet, subtle acts of balance, consequences that any sufficiently wise man or woman can issue in exchange for an atrocity that is so abominable that it shakes the scales of justice.\n\nOf all the dozens of people on the planet at any given time who are *equipped* to issue curses, only a few of them are ever aware that they have the power. And it just so happened that Rupert was one such individual.\n\nBethany's eyes widened and her body shook and jerked as she fought the urge to turn around and bend over. Her feet stuttered and stomped into the ground as she involuntarily lifted her tight skirt and presented her ass to Rupert.\n\nRupert was an old man. He wasn't particularly interested in this young 30-something business executive who wore too much makeup and scandalously revealing clothing, but he *was* a man and he *did* have a deep appreciation for a good ass. And hers was certainly above average. He bent over and kissed each cheek a few times, gave one of them a swift spanking, and thanked her.\n\n\"Remember your manners,\" he called as he turned to leave. \"You could stand to be a *lot* more grateful.\"\n\nBethany shot back upright and pulled her skirt down, quickly smoothing against her thighs. She turned around and watched in utter shock as Rupert walked down the street.\n\nBethany was, in one word, a monster. Her inept parents didn't love her, and she had never met a competent person in her entire life. Everywhere she went she left a trail of hurt employees, associates, and peers. To say she had no friends was to put it lightly.\n\nSo when she walked into the coffee shop after her encounter with Rupert, most of the staff quickly found something important to do, a sort of \"nose goes\" game that left poor Anthony standing at the register sweating and bracing for verbal abuse.\n\nShe was still flustered after her odd encounter with the old man, so instead of her usual, complicated order, she just ordered an iced coffee. Anthony breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got it for her.\n\nAs he handed her the cup, her hand brushed against his and he shuddered, though not because it felt good. She winked at him and stealthily pulled her low-cut blouse down to expose one of her firm, natural tits to him. She smiled and turned to leave while tucking herself back inside, then the smile turned to a horrified look of frustration as she strutted furiously toward her office building.\n\nShe arrived just in time for a morning meeting that she was conducting. She walked into a room full of her employees, each of them sporting a healthy amount of fear toward her. Every day they took bets on who she would fire next, and these meetings were usually when *someone* would be unceremoniously relieved of their employment.\n\nShe set down her coffee and looked around the room. She could feel it again. Something was building inside her. She had seen their performance metrics from last week and she knew they deserved a good scolding, but something bubbled up inside of her.\n\n\"All of you,\" she heard herself saying through a clenched jaw, \"have put up with me for a long time with no thanks.\" She squeezed her eyes closed and felt her teeth grinding. \"Today you are each getting something special from me. Please pull down your pants or skirts and have a seat.\"\n\nThe group exchanged confused, horrified looks but one young man near the front just shrugged, dropped his pants, and sat down. Bethany walked over to him, knelt down under the table, and took his cock in her hands. *I can't believe I'm doing this,* she thought, but she was powerless to stop it. He hardened quickly and she closed her fat lips around him and began giving him an aggressively efficient blowjob. He leaned forward and slapped the table, eyes wide with a huge grin.\n\n\"Oh my god,\" he said excitedly. \"She's *really* good at this.\"\n\nAll the other men and several of the women quickly pulled their pants and skirts down and sat down, waiting for their turn. A couple of the newer girls hesitated, but soon they were sitting, bottomless, waiting for their boss to come around.\n\nThe first man moaned and grunted as she milked him into her mouth and swallowed everything. She sucked hard and squeezed out the excess with her fingers before moving on to the next chair.\n\nA young lady, one of the last to sit down, spread her legs blushing. Bethany gently kissed the girl's clit before beginning the work of gratitude. She licked and nibbled, sucked and massaged. She got two fingers inside the girl and made quick work of building her to orgasm. The girl was bright red and still huffing when Bethany moved on to the next of her crew.\n\nThe meeting went long and by the end they were *all* satisfied. They left, thanking her, and morale was at an all-time high all day. The office was abuzz with energy as they worked harder than ever before. Bethany sat in her office, hiding from everyone out of fear. She held her head in her hands and her stomach turned somersaults while she tried to figure out what was wrong with her.\n\nShe waited until everyone else in the office was gone, horrified that she might be forced to express gratitude in an even more embarrassing way. She snuck out, slipped out into the sunset, and took a cab home. When she got out she tipped way better than usual, but stuck the money in her cleavage and asked the cabbie to go get it. He reached in gladly and fondled her breasts for a moment before finding the money and driving off, tipping his hat with a grin.\n\nFull of dread, she raced to the elevator and rushed into her apartment, slamming the door behind her. To her horror she was not alone. The maintenance guy was there, getting ready to leave.\n\n\"Hey,\" he said. \"Sorry to disturb you. I was just on my way out.\" He zipped up his tool bag. \"Just had to replace that leaky faucet you reported yesterday.\"\n\nHe was in a hurry to go, but she found herself blocking the doorway. \"Have I ever told you how much I appreciate you?\" she asked, not believing a word she said.\n\n\"Uh,\" he said. She had verbally assaulted him on *several* occasions.\n\n\"I want to make sure you know *exactly* how grateful I am for your services,\" she said, unbuttoning her blouse.\n\nHis eyes were as wide as dinnerplates as he watched her pull off her panties and toss them aside. She grabbed him by the belt. He dropped his tool bag and stumbled backward as she unbuckled him and unwrapped his goods. She grabbed his cock and felt him trembling.\n\n\"Hey,\" he said, \"I don't want any trouble.\" He was sweating.\n\n\"No trouble,\" she whispered. \"Just some long overdue gratitude.\"\n\nAs she stroked him and fondled his balls he slowly relaxed and blood flowed to the jobsite. She hiked her skirt around her waist and dragged him by his unimpressive dick into the kitchen where she bent herself over the counter and jabbed herself with him from behind.\n\nHe did the rest. He began thrusting like a stray dog, grunting and drooling as his hips slapped against her round, juicy ass. She was *unbelievably* more fit than the second hottest girl he'd ever been with, and he wasted no time racing to the finish line with this one out of a fear that the dream might end at any moment.\n\n\"Yeah,\" she encouraged. \"Take it. Take what you want and cum inside of me.\"\n\nHe did. He pounded her until sweat was pouring down his face, and at long last he let out a long, growling moan and she felt him pulsing inside of her, injecting his load inside without giving her any pleasure at all.\n\nHe pulled out and zipped up immediately, an unimpressive stream of cum pouring out right behind his plug. He grabbed his tool bag and stood awkwardly at the door a moment before rushing into the hallway and closing her door behind him.\n\nBethany threw herself on the couch and screamed into a pillow. Had she known that her behavior was due to a curse, perhaps she could have tried to find out how to get the curse lifted. But since she was oblivious to these things, this would be her life forever."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [pm] girl in unexpected scenario with a monster | [
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"content": " * Villagers hear a dragon has moved onto the area and sacrifice a virgin to him (her other choice was to marry the fat butcher). Turns out it's not a dragon but a dragon monster-boy who treats her as queen.\n\n * A outdoorsy tomboy is hunting alone at night when she starts being chased by a humanoid beast just as it catches up to it stops and then runs away. The next day she learns it was her boyfriend who is secretly a werewolf; she's more arroused and curious then scared and angry at him.\n\n * A recent widow is trying to calm her child that there is no monster under the bed; but when she looks under it she sees two; a child monster and it's daddy who is scolding it for trying to scare a good little child. The daddy monster and the widow talk to situation out and sparks start to fly.\n\n * A shamaness has offers her spiritual side to be fucked by her spirit allies and familiars why her physical side is untouched; she's often being fucked in public by multiple spirits and none of the uninitiated tribesmen realise.\n\n * A priestess sent to stop a monster ravenging a town; but being a servant of a sex goddess she decides to turn it into a monster-boy and have some fun.\n\n * A young woman is uniting the tribes of the barbarian north; having defeated their champions in battle, she now seeks the aid of the elemental spirits to back her claim; the decadent South Wind will on one condition, the cost of her viriginity.\n\n * A goth girl is face to face with the incubus that ruined her parent's marriage. Now time to call in the handsome angel's favour and cuck that devil while he is bound to the summoning circle."
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