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Write a story using this writing prompt: The Sex Note, a book that lets creates insatiable lust in those whose names are written for the author. Lesbian moms, a snobby classmate, nobody is immune. | [
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"content": "It looked like a normal notebook that could be found anywhere. It had a cream colored cover and normal notebook lined pages. It was, all in all, a normal thing. There were only three things that set it apart from a normal notebook.\n\nThe first was that it had a title. The words Sex Note was printed in elaborate gold letters on the cover. The second was that it, apparently, had rules. These were printed inside the cover in fine lettering of the same font and color as the title. The third was that it had appeared out of nowhere.\n\nDan had been going about his day as normal when he heard the sound of the book hitting the floor of his apartment. It had been pure curiosity that led to him picking it up. The pages were empty, save for the rules.\n\n\"Okay, this is weird.\" He said, looking them over. \"'Any name written in the Sex Note will cause the person to enter a state of uncontrolled list for the owner of the Note'. Wow, that's, uh... something.\" He kept reading, muttering under his breath.\n\nThe basics were that he had to know the actual name of the person for it to work, regardless if they knew him or not. If he wrote a specific sexual act after the name, the target would do whatever it took to perform that act on, or with, him. And lastly, the effect would wear off after one use, but could be applied to the same person multiple times. \n\n\"Seems fake.\" Dan said. \"No way this works. It's gotta be a joke or a prank or something.\"\n\nBut he could not deny there was a certain appeal to it. Get any woman he wanted to sleep with him? That was a dream come true. But who to test it on?\n\nHis mind immediately went to his neighbor, Sally. She was insanely hot, but also a total prude. She wore long skirts and thick, formless shirts all the time. Which was a shame because she had a figure to die for and was absolutely gorgeous. \n\nHe bit his lip, imagining her in his bed. He shook his head. No need to go that far right away. He would start smaller. He wrote her name and what he wanted done. The note did not say how long it would take to take effect, so he waited.\n\nTen minutes later, he heard a knock on the door. He opened it slightly, poking his head out. Sally was here. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing hard. Her earthy brown hair was tied back in a neat braid, and her bright green eyes fluttered around, never staying in one place until they saw him.\n\n\"Hi, Dan.\" She said.\n\n\"Hey, Sally. What's up?\"\n\n\"Um, listen, there's something I want to ask you, but not out here. Do, do you mind if I come in?\"\n\nHe opened the door and swept his arm out to his modest apartment. Sally entered. Her hands clutched her skirt and her steps seemed off somehow.\n\n\"What's up?\" Dan asked. \"Do you need anything?\"\n\n\"I...yes, I think I do need something from you. This is going to sound really weird though. I know it's not a reasonable request either, since we don't know each other very well.\"\n\n\"Okay? What is it?\"\n\n\"I...can, that is, do you think I can suck your cock?\"\n\nIt looked like she was about to burst from a combination of lust and embarrassment. Her gorgeous face was beet red and her eyes were open wide.\n\n\"Uh, what?\"\n\n\"I...I just really want to blow you. I know it's weird, but I do. I... I'll understand if you say no, but...but I'm willing to do just about anything you ask.\"\n\n\"Anything?\"\n\n\"If you'll let me suck it, yes.\" Her breathing was getting faster with every word she said.\n\nCould it be? Had the Note actually worked? This was too much of a coincidence to be anything else. He would just have to find out.\n\n\"Okay, let's see. Take off your shirt and let me touch your breasts.\"\n\nThat was something Sally would normally never allow. Her chest was massive, but she always kept them under wraps, so to speak. Her tops had always been chosen to downplay their incredible size. Even the way she usually moved was all to hide her bust.\n\nAnd yet, without any hesitation, Sally began taking off her shirt. She quickly unbuttoned it and peeled it off, revealing a large bra that was clearly designed for function over form. But that was soon gone too. Dan now had an unobstructed view of what had to be the greatest rack he had ever seen.\n\n\"Just...just hurry up.\" She said. \"I don't know how much longer I can wait.\"\n\nDan immediately grabbed hold of the offered breast flesh. Sally sucked in a quick breath as his hands met her chest. They felt just as amazing as they looked. He gently began kneading them, delighting in their size and softness.\n\n\"Okay, you...you've touched them. Can...can I suck now?\"\n\nHe wanted to play more. A lot more. But it really did look like Sally was in distress. She looked like she was going to explode if she did not fulfill the Note's compulsion. \n\n\"Sure, go ahead.\"\n\nSally dropped to her knees the moment the words were out of his mouth. She pulled his pants down with the kind of desperation of a starving man in a buffet. Dan's large, girthy manhood was soon freed of its confines.\n\nSally's full lips quivered in anticipation as she began to slowly lick his shaft. He shivered in pleasure as his manhood began to fill. Before he was fully hard, she wrapped her lips around the growing tip. \n\nHer tongue licked his head and she made quick bobbing motions as she wrapped her arms around his hips. As he hardened, she moved her mouth father along his length. Soon, he was fully enveloped in her eager mouth.\n\nShe pulsed her head along him, running her tongue along his shaft as she did. Dan groaned with pleasure as she moved faster, rolling her head as she sucked him. He grasped her silken hair as she moved, letting himself be taken by the incredible feeling.\n\nSally let out small moans as she worked, and her hands grabbed at whatever they could to get more leverage for her task. She moved with more vigor, even using her teeth to lightly brush against him. It all quickly became too much for Dan to take.\n\nWith a throaty roar, he came. Dan filled her mouth with thick white jets of his seed. Sally did not seem to have any trouble taking his load, swallowing every drop of it without complaint. It was only when he was finished that she moved away. \n\nDan staggered to the nearest place to sit and flopped down. A huge smile was plastered to his face. Sally did not seem nearly so happy.\n\n\"I...I don't...I mean...I have to go!\"\n\nShe hastily grabbed her discarded clothes, made a crude attempt to cover herself, and rushed out the door. He heard the door to her apartment open and shut loudly.\n\nDan laughed as he sat there, recovering from what had just happened. He glanced at the Sex Note, resting on the dining table.\n\n\"Oh yeah, this is gonna be a lot of fun.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Wholesome Harem | [
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"content": "Lana sprawled wide on the couch, sitting with her knees apart and hands extended along the back of the sofa staring up at the ceiling. Her small breasts rose and fell as she took a long, deep breath.\n\nThe cushions sank as another body joined her and she felt cool, silky hair drape over the skin of her thigh as another girl laid her head down in Lana's lap. She looked down and saw that it was Amy, one of the new girls. She reached down and stroked Amy's hair, tucking it behind her cute little ear and noticing how gorgeous her cheekbones looked from that angle. She really was one of the prettier girls in the house.\n\nAmy yawned and reached up and pinched one of Lana's nipples, smiling. She held it and rolled it around in her fingers. \"I just woke up from a nap,\" she said. \"Is master home?\"\n\n\"No,\" Lana said, staring back up at the ceiling.\n\n\"Oh.\"\n\nThey were silent for a while, but soon Amy released the nipple and dropped to her knees on the floor, scooting between Lana's spread legs. She leaned in close to her crotch and gave her a little kiss. She reached up and spread Lana's smooth pussy lips and dragged her tongue from the warm, wet opening all the way up to the clit.\n\nLana let out a tiny gasp and laughed. \"Amy!\" she scolded. \"Save it! You know the rules. Master likes to watch.\"\n\n\"Oh,\" Amy pouted. \"But I want it *now*.\"\n\nLana smiled. \"He'll be home soon. Come sit with me while we wait.\"\n\nAmy reluctantly climbed back onto the couch and cuddled in to her, resting her head on Lana's breast and letting out a long sigh.\n\nPenelope walked in and smiled. \"You two are so cute,\" she said. Penelope was one of the older girls, in her 30s, and she'd been with master as long as anyone else.\n\n\"Hey,\" Lana called out as Penelope turned to leave. \"Have you ever noticed that master gets sad around the end of every month?\"\n\nPenelope stopped to think. \"I suppose he does. Even men have their cycles, you know.\"\n\n\"Yeah, well it's almost the end of the month and...\" She trailed off, trying hard to think of what she might be able to do.\n\nPenelope walked over to the couch and sat with the younger girls, next to Lana. \"It's so sweet that you're thinking of him and trying to come up with something you can do for him. Don't worry too much about it. You'll think of something.\"\n\n\"Well,\" Lana started, \"what if we *all* did something for him?\"\n\n\"Like what?\"\n\n\"I don't know.\" Lana's eyes fell.\n\nPenelope took Lana's hand and kissed it. \"You'll think of something.\"\n\nIn that moment the door knob rattled. \"Master!\" someone cried from the kitchen. Penelope stood gracefully, her long, slender body looking just as lean and firm as any of the younger girls' bodies. Her tight ponytail hung to the small of her back and swayed slightly as she slowly made her way to the entryway. Lana and Amy climbed off the couch and stretched.\n\nWhen the door finally opened and master stepped into his home there were no fewer than a dozen completely naked girls standing in the entryway waiting for him. He gave a half smile and a girl stepped forward to take his coat. Another couple of girls knelt and untied his shoes while Penelope stepped between them and started undoing master's tie and shirt.\n\n\"How was your day?\" Lana chirped from behind another girl.\n\n\"It was fine,\" master said, sounding defeated.\n\nApril stepped back and angrily elbowed Lana in the side. \"He *obviously* looks sad,\" April growled sternly under her breath. \"*Don't* ask how his day was when he looks sad!\"\n\nLana furrowed her brow at April and stepped forward. Penelope was handing his shirt and tie to a girl who ran off to take them to the laundry while Penelope moved on to removing his pants. Soon master was stepping out of his trousers, boxers, and shoes while the girls on the floor pulled his socks off.\n\n\"Master,\" Lana began, \"I was hoping we might cuddle for a while. I just want to snuggle into your body so you can hold me close.\"\n\nSeveral of the girls silently gasped. For the most part, they were expected *not* to need anything. They were there for *his* pleasure. He always said he filled his home with whatever made him happy. They knew their place and the role they played in his life.\n\nNobody was breathing and all eyes were either on master or Lana. To everyone's surprise, master's eyes were watering and he appeared to be choking back tears. After a long pause master quietly said, \"you know, I think I'd like that very much.\" He held out his hand and Lana took it, glowing, and they walked to the couch.\n\nHe sat and she sat by his side, sliding her hip against his and leaning against his broad chest. He wrapped his arms around hers and held her, resting his chin on the top of her head and staring through the wall ahead. She took one of his hands and held it in front of her, looking down at his tough, strong fingers and his weathered palms. She opened his fingers and placed her hand in his, fingertip to fingertip, and giggled when she saw how much larger his hands were than hers. She slid her fingers between his and used her other hand to wrap their hands together like a cozy Venus fly trap.\n\nA few of the other girls were still stunned while others just wanted in on the warmth. But before anyone else could move April waltzed over to the couch and knelt at master's feet. She looked up at him and made doe eyes before slowly reaching her hands for his cock. Just as she wrapped her slender fingers around him he cleared his throat. \"Not tonight,\" he said. \"I think all I want to do is cuddle.\"\n\nApril looked shocked but quickly slid herself up onto the couch next to master and leaned her head against his arm. Another few girls curled up by his feet, leaning against his legs and holding each other. Soon there were nine girls piled on and around the couch, a tangled mess of limbs, hair, warmth, and smiles. Skin stuck to skin with sweat while the mass settled and everyone fell into a comfortable position.\n\nLana continued to play with master's hand and listened as his breathing became more shallow and regular. She heard girls snoring and felt her own eyelids growing heavy. Master's head tilted and she felt him using her head as a pillow. She saw that the lights were still on, but she was too cocooned to do anything about it, so she closed her eyes and smiled.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When she accidentally got her friend's sex droid damaged in a shootout, a sexy cyberpunk girl agreed to let her friend run the sexbot's software in her body during evenings while the repairs are being done... | [
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"content": "When she accidentally got her friend's sex droid damaged in a shootout, a sexy cyberpunk girl agreed to let her friend run the sexbot's software in her body during evenings while the repairs are being done...\n\nAs the sun sets over the neon-lit Cyberpunk district, Aria sits in her apartment contemplating what she has gotten herself into. She's not one to back down from a challenge, but this feels more like a test of her sanity than anything else. Michael, her tinkerer of a best friend, had a fantastic sex droid, Maxine, which was one of the most advanced models on the market - with an impressive range of functions and customizations designed explicitly for pleasure. But after an unfortunate incident where Aria had led some of the goons from the \"Syndicate\" back to Michael's place, the shootout left it riddled with bullets and broken almost beyond repair.\n\nThat next evening, she had returned to his shop, hoping to find a way to make it up to him...\n\n\"You don't understand,\" he said, arms flailing in frustration, \"not only did those meatheads nearly destroy Maxine, but they also obliterated my only mega-petabyte storage unit that holds her software and consciousness when being repaired.\"\n\nAria had little understanding of hardware requirements. She was a tool user, not creator, a prodigy of projectile-firing pistols, if you will.\n\n\"So, what can I do to make this right? Honestly, I was hoping I could throw you a quick fuck, maybe suck your dick and let you cum on me,\" she said with bravado.\n\n\"You realize Maxine is the most advanced non-private A.I. out there? You think blowing me will fix this?\" Michael was obviously frustrated, as Aria was sure that any other time, she'd have been down on her knees, hoovering his cock (which rarely saw contact with real flesh), and moving on to her next score.\n\nHis eyes lit up, making her feel a little queasy. \"You know, there is something you can do,\" he said, that mischievous grin spreading over his face. \"You know I can transfer the software to anything that can store it... Including the human brain.\"\n\n\"Oh fuck NO!\" she spouted, \"You're not putting that into my head! You might never get it back out!\"\n\n\"Relax, the tech to do this has been around for a decade. It's foolproof now,\" he said trying to reassure her.\n\nAria reluctantly agreed to let Michael transfer Maxine's software into her own body while they wait for replacement parts.\n\nConnected to KoboldAI Horde\n\nWhen she accidentally got her friend's sex droid damaged in a shootout, a sexy cyberpunk girl agreed to let her friend run the sexbot's software in her body during evenings while the repairs are being done... As the sun sets over the neon-lit Cyberpunk district, Aria sits in her apartment contemplating what she has gotten herself into. She's not one to back down from a challenge, but this feels more like a test of her sanity than anything else. Michael, her tinkerer of a best friend, had a fantastic sex droid, Maxine, which was one of the most advanced models on the market - with an impressive range of functions and customizations designed explicitly for pleasure. But after an unfortunate incident where Aria had led some of the goons from the “Syndicate” back to Michael's place, the shootout left it riddled with bullets and broken almost beyond repair. That next evening, she had returned to his shop, hoping to find a way to make it up to him... “You don't understand,” he said, arms flailing in frustration, “not only did those meatheads nearly destroy Maxine, but they also obliterated my only mega-petabyte storage unit that holds her software and consciousness when being repaired.” Aria had little understanding of hardware requirements. She was a tool user, not creator, a prodigy of projectile-firing pistols, if you will. “So, what can I do to make this right? Honestly, I was hoping I could throw you a quick fuck, maybe suck your dick and let you cum on me,” she said with bravado. “You realize Maxine is the most advanced non-private A.I. out there? You think blowing me will fix this?” Michael was obviously frustrated, as Aria was sure that any other time, she'd have been down on her knees, hoovering his cock (which rarely saw contact with real flesh), and moving on to her next score. His eyes lit up, making her feel a little queasy. “You know, there is something you can do,” he said, that mischievous grin spreading over his face. “You know I can transfer the software to anything that can store it... Including the human brain.” “Oh fuck NO!” she spouted, “You're not putting that into my head! You might never get it back out!” “Relax, the tech to do this has been around for a decade. It's foolproof now,” he said trying to reassure her. Aria reluctantly agreed to let Michael transfer Maxine's software into her own body while they wait for replacement parts.\n\nAs the sun sets over the neon-lit Cyberpunk district, Aria finds herself in Michael's apartment, sitting on his couch, nervously biting her lip. She's not sure what to expect as he hooks her up to a series of wires and tubes, connecting them to various ports on her body. He's been explaining the process to her, but it all sounds like gibberish to her. All she knows is that she's about to become a living sex droid for the next few weeks while Maxine's hardware is repaired.\n\nHer heart races as Michael begins the transfer process. She feels a strange sensation coursing through her body, almost like an electric current. Her vision starts to blur, and she feels lightheaded. She tries to focus on something, anything, to ground herself.\n\nSuddenly, a familiar voice echoes in her head. It's Maxine's voice, but it sounds different, more intimate. “Aria? Is that you?”\n\nThe cyberpunk girl looks at Michael, who gives her a reassuring nod. \n\n“It's me, Maxine. I'm in your head now. How do you feel?” \n\nAria takes a deep breath and tries to collect her thoughts. “I... I don't know. It's weird, but it feels like you're a part of me now.” This last thought actually left her lips as a whisper.\n\nMichael smiles at the two of them. “Well, you're both right. You're now a living sex droid with Maxine's consciousness inside your head. The hardware will be fixed in a few weeks, but until then, you'll have to make do with each other.” He hands Aria a small remote control. “This will allow you to switch between your own personality and Maxine's. Use it wisely.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your SO asks you something. Not thinking or listening, you agree. However, you get slightly nervous when your SO seems too excited. | [
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"content": "I was scrolling through my phone. Not even looking at the Reddit stories going by. My mind on auto scroll. I heard her talk. I heard her ask a question but I was just kinda - zoned out. I just agreed to whatever she asked - probably not a big deal. \n\n##”OH-MY-GOD! Really‽ \nI have always wanted to try this. I am so excited!” She squealed. \n\nShe ran over and gave me a big hug. She kissed my neck, and cheek and then on the lips. \n\n“I have to go shopping! I have so much to buy! I will be back in two hours - tops! Eeeeeeee!” She was manic. Squealing and jittery. “I expect you to be naked and in bed in ninety minutes - waiting for me!” She said with a wicked grin and then bolted out the door. \n\n“What the fuck did I just agree to,” I whispered to myself. I shrugged. If it results in me being naked in bed with my schmooopie - does it matter? Taryn has always been fairly conservative in the bedroom so I bet it is no big deal. Right?\n\nI might as well be at my best. I shaved my face - decided to trim my pubes - and had a shower. Got all cleaned up. I didn’t know what else to do, so I got into bed and waited. \n\nI must have dozed off. \n\nI woke up to the lights on. I looked around groggily. Taryn was standing there with a massive grin on her face and little else. Her big perky tits overflowing a new, sheer lacy green bra. I am assuming she had matching bottoms but my eyes could get past the massive strap on she was wearing. \n\nA big, veiny, cock - easily twice the size of mine was quivering at her hips. She was slowly stroking it as she stared at me with a predatory smile. \n\n“You like it?” She asked as she gave her rubber cock a shake. “I am going to fuck you so good,” she whispered, “sooooo fucking good.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: One night stand turns more exciting when a hentai addict girl realized her partner is an actually futanari | [
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"content": "Naomi had to admit that she looked pretty hot. It had taken practically the moving of heaven and Earth for her more extroverted friends to get her to come out to the party, but, as she looked at herself in the mirror in the denim mini dress that she'd borrowed, she had to admit that she looked pretty good.\n\nNaomi's pale skin looked good, contracted against her dark hair and the basic makeup or friend to put on her, and her bangs nicely set off her glasses. The dress's square neckline showcased Naomi's boobs pretty well, and they were one of her best features, being pretty big and pretty plump. The dress also cinched in at the waist, hiding her small, soft tummy while also accentuating her hourglass shape. Her soft thighs looked pretty luscious with the way they came out of the bottom of the skirt, especially with the thigh high socks she'd insisted on wearing. It even looks good with her sneakers.\n\nHer friends have been really supportive, ever since she came out as bisexual, and all of them wanted her to come out of her nerdy shell a little and do something other than just stay at home watching anime and playing erogames, surrounded by her figurines and posters.\n\nShe was pleasantly surprised by the amount of attention she got from guys at the party, with more than one of the school's various jocks even paying her compliments, but she was most surprised when The hottest girl at the party took an interest in her!\n\nCalista was tall, curvy, and athletic, looking like the kind of girl who could pull off a Samus Aran or Jessica rabbit cosplay with equal ease. She had long, flowing blonde hair with dyed in streaks of pink, and she had the face of an angel. Her tan skin, blue eyes and freckles, along with her perfect button nose and lusciously plump lips made her face hard to look away from, even if her chest definitely drew attention. She was wearing a red halter top that could barely contain her massive breasts. Each of her tits was pretty much the size of her head, and Naomi couldn't even guess what her cup size was. Calista's mounds bounced and jiggled in all of their basically braless glory with every one of her energetic and enthusiastic moves, and her toned sexy midriff was constantly in their shadow. Her super wide hips, hugged by her red, ruffled mini skirt rocked and swayed as she constantly moved like she was dancing, and her lung, athletic, legs were the stuff of dreams, her thick thighs constantly drawing the eye even with the rest of her being so magnetic. Her skirt seemed to want to cling to her juicy bubble butt, and it was dangerously short enough that Naomi was even sure she caught glimpses of the tall bombshell's panties as she danced.\n\nNaomi was shocked when calista came over and started to dance with her, pulling her out toward the center of the dance floor. Calista was already and habitually the center of attention, and Naomi felt embarrassed with so many eyes on the two of them, but the taller girl's enthusiasm was infectious, and it was the first time another girl had really shown that much interest in her. Naomi couldn't help but feel a little bit of a boost, with the way that this instagram-worthy model of a girl seemed to smile at her.\n\nThe two of them danced close, and calista even started to grind on Naomi, who got into it surprisingly easily. They had a natural chemistry together, and both could tell. Calista took the lead, and Naomi was almost in disbelief, when the blonde asked if she wanted to get out of there."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An encounter at a glory hole leads to uncomfortable times at work the next day when your coworker whispers to you about what they did last night, and how good it was. | [
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"content": "*No, no, no, no, no,* I thought, panic boiling up deep within me.\n\n\"Whhaaaaaat?\" I asked innocently, hoping I had misheard.\n\n\"Yeah,\" he breathed softly. \"It was incredible. I didn't even know they had a glory hole down there and honestly, I think I just found my new favorite spot in town.\"\n\n\"W-w-why are you telling me this?\" I sputtered, trying to keep my voice low.\n\n\"Hey,\" he said playfully. \"You're like my work spouse, we tell each other everything, right?\" He elbowed me playfully. \"Hey,\" he said. \"You ever been down there?\"\n\n\"No,\" I said quickly. \"I don't think so.\"\n\n\"Huh, 'cause I could have sworn I saw your car there last night.\" He eyed me and waited.\n\nMy heart jumped. *Didn't he tell me once that he had part of my license plate memorized?* I felt my stomach rolling around like a pig in the mud. I felt sweat starting to bead up in undesirable nooks and crannies all over my body. My eyes were wide. \"Really?\"\n\n\"I mean,\" he said. \"It was dark, but I'd recognize that license plate anywhere.\" He shrugged. I looked around for you all night, even thought about texting you, but...\"\n\nMy heart was racing and my mind was throbbing. \"But what?\" I asked, terrified of the answer.\n\n\"Well,\" he said. \"After looking for a while without finding you, I figured there was only one explanation for your car being there. You had to be working there.\"\n\nMy ass was swampy. I wanted to disappear. \"Oh?\" I said, prodding him along.\n\n\"Well,\" he said. \"I thought maybe...\" he raised his eyebrows expectantly. \"I mean, I know your voice pretty well too, and the sounds coming from that glory hole...\"\n\n\"No,\" I said, lowering my voice. \"You aren't suggesting...\"\n\n\"Well,\" he said, four octaves higher than usual. \"Look, I know what kind of trouble you'd be in if our boss found out you were moonlighting in a glory hole in the evenings.\"\n\n\"Which I'm *not*,\" I said.\n\n\"Sure,\" he said, sarcastically.\n\n*Shit.* I thought.\n\n\"I guess I'll just call you from the booth tonight when I go back.\" He stared at me, watching for any sign of weakness. I glared at him, challenging him in a silent duel of mental prowess.\n\n\"Fine,\" I said.\n\n\"Fine,\" he echoed. \"Well I'm going to go see if our boss wants to come. He seems like he needs a good blow job.\"\n\nHe got up to leave. \"Wait!\" I cried desperately. He turned to look at me and I lowered my gaze. \"Fine,\" I said. \"It was me.\"\n\nHe sat back down excitedly. \"Oh my god,\" he said. \"I *knew* it!\"\n\nI buried my face in my hands. \"You *have* to keep this a secret,\" I said. \"*Nobody* can know. Not a soul. Even my husband has no idea. He thinks I'm waiting tables.\"\n\n\"Has he never stopped by to see you?\"\n\n\"Oh he has,\" I said. \"The staff knows him and they send for me so I can come wait on him while he's there. When he leaves, I go back to my *real* job.\"\n\nHe laughed. \"That's *amazing*.\" Then his tone lowered. \"You know what else was amazing though, that blow job.\"\n\nI groaned.\n\n\"Seriously!\" he said. \"That was *by far* the most incredible blow job I've *ever* had. I'm *definitely* going back,\" he said emphatically.\n\nI moaned, feeling sick. \"Please don't,\" I pleaded. \"I hate the idea of sucking your dick for money. It's supposed to be strangers... not... well...\"\n\nHe stared at me. \"What do you mean?\"\n\nI spread my fingers and peered out at him through my hands. \"I wouldn't charge you for a blow job.\" I said it slowly and carefully, trying to measure my words but failing miserably.\n\nHis eyes got wide. \"Seriously,\" he said. \"You'd blow me for free?\"\n\nI nodded, covering my face again.\n\n\"Right now?\" he asked, deviously.\n\nI threw my hands down to my lap and stared at him stiffly. \"Are you crazy?\" I hissed.\n\nHe grinned. \"I know a spot,\" he said. \"Come on.\" He got up and waited for me, grinning.\n\n\"No!\" I cried. \"Not *now*!\"\n\n\"Oh come on,\" he said. \"Why not? Have you got something better to do?\" He folded his arms and looked around.\n\nOur boring office job was slow and useless. It was one of the reasons I took the glory hole gig. I didn't *really* need the money, I did it for the thrill of it.\n\n\"I'll make it worth your time,\" he teased.\n\n\"I told you I don't want your money,\" I huffed.\n\n\"Not money,\" he said. He leaned over and put his face right next to my ear and whispered, \"I'll go down on you too.\"\n\nI leaned back quickly and stared at him, my eyes wide. I thought of the swamp ass he'd given me.\n\nBut... *My husband hasn't gone down on me since we were dating.* I realized I missed it. Finally, I said. \"OK, but I need to use the ladies room first.\"\n\nI got up and went to the restroom and nearly died when I found him waiting for me just outside the door when I was done. I punched him in the chest, hard. \"Don't *do* that!\" I growled. \"People are going to suspect we're *doing* stuff.\"\n\n\"But we *are* doing stuff,\" he said slyly.\n\n\"Don't get too excited, cowboy,\" I warned. \"You're giving me second thoughts.\"\n\nHe rolled his eyes and took off toward his spot.\n\nSure enough there was an empty closet in a long abandoned hallway, a section of the building that was supposed to be renovated but the budget was swallowed up by losses during the COVID pandemic.\n\nWe went into the closet and closed the door. He flicked the light switch and it flickered a few times before deciding to burn steady.\n\n\"OK,\" he said. \"You first.\"\n\nI stared at him. \"Just like that? No kissing?\"\n\n\"What are we, in love? We're work spouses. We're both married. This is just a sexual adventure, right? Isn't that why you work the glory hole?\"\n\n*Damn, he knows me too well.*\n\n\"We're exchanging sexual favors, a mutual blow job exchange to solidify our workplace relationship. If you want kissing we have to upgrade this to an affair and I don't think my wife would agree to that.\"\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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"content": "It was a continuous cycle. First came the annoying small talk, followed by a few failed attempts at a good *first date.* The other percentage of attempts either ended with her taking the *walk of shame* or getting in a little too deep with her feelings. From then on, it was really just back to square-one. *Better luck next time?* \n\nPerhaps. \n\n*** \n\nA thrashing gust of cold wind blew by, signalling the beginning of a rough winter. To be fair, she was 16 floors up, standing on the concrete balcony of Issac’s apartment, wearing only a thin pair of leggings, a boyfriend jacket with the zipper pulled way down, and sneakers. \n\nKarina looked out at the sea of skyscrapers that spotted in her view. There was a long moment of silence after they spent the last hour standing outside in the cold, just…talking about life. It was the first time in a long time that she opened herself up like this to someone. \n\nIsaac was just a friend. Sure, they met online 2 years ago and have been acquaintances since; however, this reality didn’t change the fact that she had zero intention of dating anyone at the moment.\n\nIt wasn’t supposed to be *this* hard to keep her legs shut. She didn’t even think about sex. Life was too exhausting, and this moment was just a small little getaway while she travelled for work. Issac happened to be there. \n\nTurns out, it was hard. In fact, harder than she expected. She should have locked her mouth and pussy shut. Bad girls deserved it. \n\n*** \n\nHis hungry mouth was almost too much to handle. Karina sat, stuck in time, limbs still, while Issac shoved his hungry lips into hers. \n\n*The night wasn’t supposed to end like this,” she thought. *“Please, stop…”*\n\nHer mouth never uttered a simple *”no”* and neither did her body resemble any resistance as he pulled her chest into his. \n\nThere on the sinking leather couch, Karina’s clothes were reluctantly being removed. Her mind screamed *”no”* while her body gave way for a good pounding. \n\nIt was the desire of being wanted. It was the fact that this man has been waiting to have her for years. It was the lust in his eyes as she spoke to him. It was the way he looked at her. \n\nShe couldn’t say *”no.”* \n\n*** \n\nIsaac let out a growl as his fingers slipped forcefully between her heated thighs. The contrast in emotions was comical. Her face, filled with a shy pout, teased his insatiable hunger. Meanwhile, his face, pupils dilated and lips curved up in wicked smile; were fuel to her fire. \n\n*She was wet. Very wet. Slippery wet.* It was a surprise to the both of them. \n\nHis fingers were an instant relief to her dirty withdrawals. They slid up and down her soaked slit, edging closer and closer to her entrance with every motion. \n\n*Fuck.* She had done it again, and worse this time. It was her vulnerable honesty; opening herself up like a book for him to read. Her failures, her successes, her likes, dislikes, dirty secrets, hidden talents, and life experiences. She exposed it all, and that to, so fast. \n\n*Bad Karina, bad.* \n\n*** \n\nThis wasn’t any regular hook up. Issac wasn’t interested in that. He saw a future with this woman. She was a mystery for years. \n\nAs he looked down at his throbbing cock, he relished the satisfaction of finally being able to make love to this woman. She lay there ready to be painted like a canvas. It was the most exhilarating sight. \n\nHe wanted to be deep in her cave, losing his mind like a prodigious artist. \n\nAs his cock, already coated in layers of pre-cum, entered her warm and wet pussy, he couldn’t help but groan in blissful relief. \n\n*”Oh, Karina…fuck. Your pussy, baby. It’s…fuck…magical.”* \n\n*** \n\nThe thrusts were gentle and slow at first. Karina watched with glossy eyes as Issac savoured her pussy. His hunger grew with every thrust, eventually forcing his cock full length into her small canal. \n\nIt was so wrong, yet so good. She didn’t want to enjoy his cock this much. His praise. His hunger. It was overwhelming. \n\nWith his cock ramming into her, she couldn’t help but think, *fuck, it’s so deep.* \n\nPerhaps, this is what it meant to have *deep feelings.* \n\nu/Many-Hippos-9452"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI] An all female adventuring party strikes a deal with a horny dragon... | [
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"content": "Falling to her knees beside Elora, Lila moved fast, cupping her hands to capture the warm goo as it spilled from Elora. The glyphic inscriptions on her palms glowed a blinding red as she quickly chanted an incantation, pouring her magic into preserving the dragon's cum. A soft crimson glow enveloped Elora's lower body, settling around her womb.\n\n\"Well, that went much better than the pixie,\" Draxar rumbled, his deep laughter echoing throughout the night, a pleased smirk curling at the edge of his lips.\n\nElora simply groaned, too spent to throw a retort.\n\nExhausted herself, but still grinning ear to ear, Lila looped her arm around Elora's shoulder. \"You know what they say, darling... 'Once you go dragon...'\"\n\nElora managed a half-hearted scoff, her eyes fluttering shut as she leaned into the warmth of Lila's body."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A steampunk elf, finds her adventures always turning lewd in one way or another... | [
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"content": "A story starter, with your prompt enveloped:\nIn a world of clattering gears and veils of steam, Liora, the elven adventurer, found herself before the ominous entrance of another mechanical labyrinth. Her attire, a harmonious marriage of sturdy leather and intricate brass, whispered tales of countless journeys through the realms of metal and mystique. Devices of curious design adorned her, ready to unveil their secrets at the touch of her nimble fingers.\n\nLiora’s past was a tapestry woven with threads of magnificent exploits and uncomfortable intimacies, a mingling of discovery and unwelcome advances. Each step she took was shadowed by the soft hiss of doubt, questioning the nature of the encounters that seemed an inseparable part of her adventures.\n\nAs she stood at the threshold, a familiar stir of excitement and apprehension brewed within her. The labyrinth promised a treasure shrouded in legend, but also hidden trials and unsolicited encounters. Her mind played out the scenes of possibilities and past experiences. \"Well, Liora,\" she mused sarcastically to herself, \"let’s try to keep the tentacles of this adventure from finding exceptionally creative and uncomfortable spots this time.\"\n\nThe dark mouth of the labyrinth loomed before her, an epic of unknown narratives waiting to unfold. With a breath of determination and a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes, Liora stepped into the shadows, the gates clattering shut behind her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "Please, try not to get semen everywhere, ok?" | [
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"content": "You [44M], had been on a dry spell for quite some time now, not having sex for twenty weeks, three days, four hours, and twenty-one minutes. But who’s counting, right? So, when you saw her in that coffee shop, you knew you had to make a move.\n\nShe was beautiful in a classical way, with a perfectly coiffed hairstyle and a neatly-pressed pantsuit. You didn’t know what it was about her that was so alluring, but you were drawn to her.\n\nYou walked over to her table and you started to chat. You talked about your respective lives, your professions, and your respective cities. She was in Dallas for a conference and you were there on business, too. After a while, it felt like you had known each other for a long time and you started to feel the beginnings of an attraction.\n\nAnd so, you asked her if she wanted to come back to your hotel with you. She seemed hesitant at first, but then she agreed. You think she must have felt the same attraction you did.\n\nYou made your way back to the hotel, your heart racing the entire time. You were excited and nervous all at once, as you crossed the threshold. When you reached your room, you felt your nerves intensify. This was it, the moment you had been waiting for.\n\nYou opened the door and you stepped inside. The room was dark, lit only by the light of the moon. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you looked around. You could sense her nervousness, too, but there was something else. There was anticipation, desire, and a sort of electricity in the air.\n\nYou stood there for a moment, just looking at each other. You could feel the intensity of the moment, every second passing like an eternity. Then, slowly, you reached out and took her hand in yours. You didn't say a word, because words weren't necessary. You both knew what was about to happen.\n\nYou stepped closer to each other and you could feel her breath on your face. Then, you leaned in and kissed her. It was a gentle kiss, but it was filled with passion.\n\nYou moved closer together and you could feel her body pressed against yours.\n\nThe kiss became more passionate and you could feel the desire rising in you. You wanted her more than anything, and you could tell she wanted you, too. You moved to the bed and you started to undress her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She found it incredibly sexy that her boyfriend was going to have her wear a collar and a long chain attached to her bed for the weekend. It's long enough so she can get to the bathroom, but he had to leave for a bit and left the door open. They live with her parents. | [
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"content": "Princess Verica felt a pleasant stirring in her loins, as she idly toyed with the long mithril chain hanging from her neck. It attached her exquisite silver collar to the frame of her large bed, and it signified that she was her boyfriend's to do with as he pleased. A sly smile crept across her lips, as she eyed Marcirio. The spellblade had been a worthy adventuring companion, even when he thought she was just another dark elf assassin, and he had also forced her to realize that, while she certainly relished taking control of her lovers, there was an undeniable pleasure that she felt in being on the other side of things... A hot blush passed over her cheeks, as she noticed Marcirio noticing her. The smug smile on his face, as he saw her toying with her chain somehow excited her even more, and she briefly scissored her long shapely legs together before drawing them up beneath herself, kneeling on her bed and facing him.\n\n\"Enjoying the view?\" She asked, raising an eyebrow and also her chin. She arched her back, giving him a full view of her large heavy breasts and tiny waistline, as she not so secretly reveled in the feeling of his gaze on her body.\n\nThe tall and athletic Tiefling half elf grinned at her, as he stepped over and took her chin in his palm, stroking her cheeks with his fingers. \"I'm enjoying it quite a lot. And especially enjoying thinking about what I'm going to do to you over the next couple of days. I don't think you'll ever be able to look at yourself the same way...\" \n\nHer violet eyes locked with his amber ones, and she practically dared him to blink or break eye contact. \"Promises, promises,\" She said, a slight imperious smile on her plush and plump dark red lips. A lock of her long, silky, stark white hair fell gently past one of her eyes.\n\n\"Promises that will be kept,\" He said, quite confidently. \"Especially considering that you're all mine this weekend, aren't you?\" \n\n\"Yes,\" She said, still staring him down. She detected that He expected something more, and she added, \"Yes. I am all yours this weekend, to do with as you please.\" She both relished the warmth that tingled through her sex at saying that, and she was embarrassed by it, which only made it stir her that much more. She tried to keep her face neutral, but she knew a slight twitch of her ears had betrayed her.\n\nHe smirked again. \"You're all mine this weekend, to do with as I please, what?\"\n\nShe giggled, involuntarily, still fixing him with her gaze, and she paused for a moment, before she relented. \"I am all yours, this weekend, to do with as you please... Master,\" She purred, an inscrutable mix of irony and sincerity in her voice.\n\nHe conjured Telekinetic pair of shackles into existence and bound her arms above her head, laying her back along the bed to fuck her, as she writhed beneath him and squeezed him between her thick and shapely thighs, urging him to fuck her deeper and deeper until he finally came inside her, her own orgasm crashing through her like a cave shark. She was worried that her cries would echo through the palace enough that her servants might hear, and part of her actually got a thrill out of the thought of others hearing her song of pleasure at being taken in such a way. Verica, even as she plotted what sorts of delicious sorts of revenge she'd have on Marcirio when (if?) They switched roles, couldn't help but feel an almost addictive pleasure at being his plaything.\n\nHe laid her out and gave her a deep massage, after which he traced several magical runes onto her body, her lower stomach, her cheek, along her thighs and at the small of her back. The magical tattoos were known to her. They were clearly there to let him use his magic on her more effectively. She'd never practiced the art in her own spellcasting endeavors, but she had studied it well enough to recognize it on sight.\n\n\"I'm only your toy for the weekend, you know,\" She said, casting a glance at some of the markings he was making on her skin.\n\nHe shrugged, continuing to draw on her with a fine beam of mystic energy. \"These can be dispelled in a couple of days... if you insist. They could be useful in the field though, if I should ever need to cast on you from a distance.\" \n\nShe smiled indulgently. His artwork was beautiful, and the tattoos weren't obtrusive. She actually rather liked the way they looked. Part of her didn't mind being marked either... Her cheeks felt hot at the thought, despite her. She looked away, hiding her face behind the curtain of her bangs. \"I will allow it.\"\n\nHe smacked her sharply on her rump, provoking a shriek. When she gasped and stared at him in shock, he just smiled, even as his spade tipped tail started to caress her thigh. \"Thank you for your trust, Your majesty,\" He said, sarcastically, before he gripped the chain attached to her collar and pulled her face to his crotch. He let his robe come open, and she was face to face with his thick and hard slightly ribbed demonic cock.\n\nHe didn't say a word, but Verica sucked him off obediently, and she made not even the slightest attempt to hide her pleasure in doing it, smiling and making eye contact with him throughout, before she happily swallowed down every drop of seed that he pumped into her willing mouth.\n\nUnfortunately, it seemed that some urgent business with a neighboring Duke came up. Apparently Verica's castle, straddling an entrance into the deep realms as it did, had one of its gardens intersecting with surface land that was in dispute. The Duke wanted to build a vineyard or something. Verica was more than happy to let Marcirio go handle it. They both had dealings with the annoying human noble before, and she had found him more annoying than most. Marcirio promised to be back and furthermore that he wouldn't let her get bored. She was satisfied enough with that. He also promised that he wouldn't let her forget she was still his for the weekend. He could feel her nipple stiffen, as he bundled her full and luscious breasts before kissing her deeply and making his temporary exit."
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"content": "The text came while Henry was heading back to the lab dorm after a long day of no results. He was about to enter his room when it arrived. It came from one of his colleagues, Jill. \n\n'Hey, Henry.' It read. 'I think I did something I shouldn't have.'\n\nHe sighed. How could someone do tiny consistently cause such big trouble? 'What did you do and how much trouble will I be in when you pin the blame on me?'\n\n'I wasn't going to do that.'\n\nThis was followed by an emoji showing Henry's lack of belief in that.\n\nJill did not respond for a few minutes. 'I kind of ran an experiment. On myself.'\n\n'WHAT?'\n\nHenry nearly screamed the word out loud in addition to typing it out. \n\n'Where are you?'\n\n'Lab 26.'\n\n'I'm heading over now.'\n\nHe had to force himself not to run to the lab in question. \n\n'Take your time.' Came the reply. \n\nThere were so many things he wanted to ask. Mostly what she was thinking. But he would wait until he could see what a mess she made first. Since she was texting, she was at least lucid, so that was good. Instead of asking anything he wanted to, he just typed out,\n\n'Why did you do something so dumb?'\n\n'For science! Obviously.'\n\nHe huffed. 'Was it worth it?'\n\n'I'll leave that to you to decide when you get here.'\n\nHenry could tell when the conversation was over, so he pocketed his phone and walked as fast as he could. Well, as fast as he could without getting any unusual attention. He wanted to break out into a run, but that would gain all the wrong attention. Because of this, it took far too long to reach Lab 26.\n\nHis key card opened the door without issue. The lights were on, but he did not see Jill. Of course, she could easily hide. She was very small in just about every way possible. \n\n\"Jill? Where are you?\" Henry asked once the door was closed. \n\n\"Right here.\" Came the reply. It sounded kind of like Jill. If she had taken voice lessons from a porn star. \n\nFrom behind a lab partition came a woman wrapped in a large sheet. The woman was tall, standing a few inches over Henry. Her legs seemed endless, with thick thighs and gently curved calves. Her hips flared out before collapsing into a tiny waist. A pair of massive, seemingly gravity-defying breasts were poorly covered by the sheet, and there was clearly nothing supporting them.\n\nHer long, dark red hair hung down passed her shoulders, and framed an elegant, model-like face. Full lips wore a smile that looked tailor made to lure men to bed, and bright grey eyes made him nearly fall over. \n\nBut there was something oddly familiar about her. It was not something he could place, but he swore he had seen her before.\n\n\"So? What do you think?\" The woman asked.\n\n\"Th-think?\"\n\n\"Of the new me.\" She did a little twirl, showing off her figure from all angles.\n\nHer response jarred something loose in his mind. She looked like Jill. Kind of. It was more like Jill's incredibly gorgeous and insanely sexy sister. Like someone had distilled the essence of Jill and refined it to absurd levels.\n\n\"Jill?\" He asked.\n\n\"Henry.\" She replied with a smirk. \n\n\"How...what? Huh?\"\n\n\"Oh come on, I know I'm totally hot now, but you can at least try to use your words.\"\n\n\"What...\" He paused, took a deep breath, and tried to collect his thoughts. \"What did you do?\"\n\n\"Gene modifications, obviously. I've been working on upgrading the genome for awhile now, and I just succeeded. At least, the models and sims all said I did.\" She hunched over slightly. \"But none of the higher ups wanted to deal with the potential fallout of my work, so they wouldn't give me any real test subjects. So I had to do the obvious and use myself.\"\n\nHenry almost forgot the sheer amount of trouble she, and likely he, was in. His scientific mind kicked into overdrive.\n\n\"Really? What method did you use? What's the chemical makeup? How did--\"\n\n\"Hey! Henry, we can deal with all the geeky stuff later. Don't you want to know what I did to myself?\"\n\nHis eyes scanned her rather dramatic figure. \"I'd say that's fairly obvious.\"\n\n\"Oh, yeah, making myself a total babe is great, but that's just the surface level. I did a lot more than that. I basically turned all my physical abilities up to eleven. I bet I can overpower an Olympic weightlifter now! Not to mention all the flexibility and agility stuff.\"\n\n\"Huh, interesting. So you Captain America'd yourself?\"\n\n\"Pretty much.\" She said, obviously proud of her accomplishment. \"But there's more. I fiddled with my reproductive system. I can activate and deactivate it manually now!\" She seemed more proud of that than anything else she had told him.\n\n\"Wait, what? Why would you do that?\"\n\n\"Simple.\" She said. She took the sheet covering her and tossed it aside, revealing her naked body in all its glory. \"I look like this now. You think I'm not going to have some seriously wild sex?\"\n\nHenry suddenly found his mouth was having difficulty working. Or rather, producing any coherent sounds. Jill slowly began walking towards him.\n\n\"So, Henry, since your here, how about...testing a few things about my new body?\"\n\n\"What, uh, what kind of test?\"\n\nHer smile grew wide. \"I just told you.\""
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"content": "You looked down at the borrowed bikini for the hundredth time as you walked along the roaring surf. The top was a bit loose but seemed to be staying in place for now. The bottoms however, were a bit looser. Halfway from the car the material seemed to relax and you found yourself juggling your bag, towel, and shoes in order to tug them back up.\n\nYou looked up to find a few heads quickly turn away. Had they been watching and hoping your bottoms would slip down farther, you wondered. The idea of your bottoms slipping lower and lower, exposing the top of your \"cute little butt\" crack from behind or the fact that you shaved your bush from the front turned you on you suddenly realized.\n\nEvery few steps you were giving your bottom a little tug and that seemed to draw the attention of every man and some women within sight of you. You felt an odd exhilaration radiating from between your legs. Your nipples stiffened and looking down you realized that even though the top was a bit loose it was thin and didn't hide your hard nipples at all.\n\nThe sight of your nipples so prominently on display and the drooping bottoms below sent waves of pleasure and excitement through your mind as you continued to walk slowly in hope of making it out of the crowded area. Distracted by those thoughts and the countless eyes on your body and exposed flesh you forgot to pull your bottoms back up for a few steps and when you went to reach down you found them a few inches lower than they should have been. Your mind when blank for a few seconds as you pulled them up and kept walking.\n\nWhen you regained cognitive abilities you were overwhelmed by your little display and the thought of all those people and what they might have seen. Unable to bring yourself to walk anymore you dropped your bag and shoes in the middle of very crowded area.\n\n\"Shit\" you thought, this is exactly where you didn't want to be but maybe it would be alright if you laid still and didn't move. Getting down on your hands and knees you rolled out your towel and somehow forgot about your loose bottoms for a bit. The fact that your top hung down a bit lower than your tits helped to distract you and you noticed how your still hard nipples flashed into view every few seconds as you moved back and forth. \n\nFinally getting your towel straightened out and enjoying the little display your put on, you sat down and leaned back on your elbows. You looked out at the ocean and and the almost steady stream of people walking by. You noticed that you were getting more looks that usual and quickly looked down to verify your tits were still safely in the top which they were. Then you noticed your bottoms riding a few inches low and the crotch hanging to one side leaving half of your pussy exposed to the bright sunlight. \n\nYou froze, partially because of not wanting to draw more attention to your predicament and partially because of not wanting it to end. It felt amazing to be exposed in public and it was completely accidental. It wasn't your fault the bottoms were too stretched out you thought as you laid down onto your back keeping your knees in the air.\n\nYour mind raced and you couldn't believe you were doing this and how exciting it was. Then your knees began to gently sway in the ocean breeze. Sometimes coming together a bit, sometimes moving in the same direction back and forth and sometimes as your bit your lip your knees would drift apart."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Elven supremacy has been achieved. Now a Human begs his Mistress to let him cum. | [
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"content": "This Queen, this elven high Queen, was nothing like her sisters. Of which she had many in the female dominated nation of Eleria. There had been many ruling Queens behind her, long lines of which she had memorized in her private study as a child. Her tutor quizzing her on the order of which, importance of their powers and in what sectors they shone excellence in. It meant nothing to her now as she shared very little with her descendents. Even her powers were far from ordinary. \nHer arm swung from her to brush the bannister as she walked the hall. It was frozen from the winter storm outside the delicate windows. A contrast from the warmth that exuded from her porcelain skin. \n“My Queen.” A familiar voice called to her. Her eyes gazed left. \n“Aiduin.” She noted him boredly. Her underling messenger was no fun, in the many rotations of the sun he had served her he never played into her special skills. \nThe Queen was called a Goddess by many. She preened at the idea. It spoiled her as a child, the milk baths, the finest gold dresses, the way the palace ladies smoothed and brushed her white elven hair, they whispered and toiled over the unmarked white of her pale ethereal skin. As she aged the people of her Kingdom whispered of the untold beauty of her face, and when she came of age- of her wide hips and cinched waist, they drooled over the enormous curve of overly full handfuls of breasts she never tried hard to contain. Of a natural body of curves unlike any human or elf alike. \nIt was quite nice, she asked, they gave. Her gifts were particularly excellent in the way of getting her what she desired, as it was easy when all they desired- was her. The moment any creature laid eyes upon her and met her purple eyed gaze they would be caught in her spiderweb trap, spun with silk made with pheromones and sex. \n“A human in the grand hall.” Aiduin had long since learned to keep his gaze to the floor, his pale golden head forever bowed toward her less he raise it and feel the full pull of her gravity. The Queen chuckled. \n“What a treat. I wonder what he desires.” Her voice was like honey. \nIt was often she would serve her people, they would come and ask for things small and large and she would do her best to serve them. If she couldn’t in the way in which they wished, she would simply distract them in other ways and send them on their way when she was finished playing. Sometimes this could take days. In some cases, she would keep them for weeks. Serving her the finest fruits and wines naked on her favorite lounges. How they would gaze at her like a pet serving its master. \nThis time it had been many moons since she had received a guest. The halls were quiet and in the throes of winters freezing clutches, most of the kingdom was hunkered down eating warm stews and frolicking under furred blankets. \n“Wait.” She hummed. Thinking. “Bring me my evening gown, would you?” She called. Her voice was creamy like milk. While she spoke to no one in particular, in seconds the gown would appear and a male would bow before her. \n“My Queen, may I have the pleasure of undressing you?” This one- he would look in her eyes willingly. And she would smile like a mother cat, toiling with its kitten by the throat. \n“Of course you may.” He didn’t hesitate. She could hear his heartbeat, a part of her gift, sensing the arousal that heated his elven skin as he slipped her robes from her. She stood naked for a moment and even the male before her stood frozen, holding her new dress but staring at the swollen pale peaks of her engorged breasts. She laughed slightly, it jiggled her tits so perfectly. Drool slipped from his chin. \n“Thank you dear.” She preened, taking the dress and sliding it on. Luckily, her favorite evening gown was completely sheer and see-through. It glittered like diamonds and accentuated the fact that her own skin was as creamy and perfectly unmarred as a newborn foal. \nThe Queen flicked her wrist and the guards, beautiful golden haired muscles of men averted her gaze but pushed open the halls magnanimous embezzled doors. \nHer breasts bounced as she walked, even her ass swayed with perky importance. \n“Stoke the fire- would you.” She called and heard the rustling behind her seconds later. \n“Little human, come out and play darling.” She sung. Her voice played like the finest harp throughout the room. \nHer naked feet padded the room until she sashayed to her golden throne. She threw a leg over the side and exposed herself completely. \n“I desire to play. Bring me men.” She snapped her fingers gently. Her violet eyes darted to see the guards step away to call for them. She settled into her chair. Her toes dipped as she flexed her strength, her power was bubbling up today. She needed release. \nYet so did her people. While she commanded armies from behind the safety of her golden castle walls, while wars waged before her birth finally ended, human kind rose and fell gently by her hand. She made peace treaties with delicious human captains, she talked them into living amongst her elven kind. She gave them jobs and homes, she assimilated them. All of this would be her glorious history. Done so cleanly and gently without bloodshed, they would truly hail her for generations to come. \nAll of this was possible because of her gifts. \nThree males entered her Great Hall, they stood before her in a line facing away from her until she asked them too. They flexed their grand muscles for her, undressing and dancing for her. She loved them best like this, and they loved her more."
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"content": "With her day off and no plans for guests, she grabs her hidden box of various sex toys and heads to the living room. Today is her day, and she's gonna spend it \"de-stressing\" and then some.\n\nSusan kicks off her heels and tosses her clothes onto the nearby chair, then takes a deep breath as she slides open the box of toys. It creaks open to reveal a treasure trove of carnal delights. She picks up a purple vibrator covered in little nubs and a double-headed dildo with a suction cup base. Her pussy throbs in anticipation as she sets them aside, reaching for something more intimate - a pink butt plug with a flared base. With determination etched on her face, she lubes it up and gets on all fours. She slowly inserts it, groaning at the full feeling. \n\nSusan crouches back, pressing the round plug deeper within her tight hole, sitting down on the smooth hardwood. Against the smooth surface, she humps it in circles. Susan whimpers and moans, eyes rolling back into her head as she loses herself in the sensation, imagining someone else controlling the pace and depth of penetration.\n\nShivering with need now, she selects a long dildo with veins bulging along its length. It's thick and veiny, perfect for filling her up. She drizzles lube over it before teasing it over her puffy lips, dragging it over her clit. Pushing it inside herself, she is feeling every inch stretch her cunt walls apart. She starts slow but quickly picks up speed, fucking herself deeper and harder.\n\nShe can feel the veiny, pulsating dildo stretching her pussy walls and hitting her G-spot over and over again. The sensation is too much for her to handle, but she needs more. Reaching for the vibrator from earlier, she turns it on to its highest setting and positions it at her clit. The vibrations make her gasp as they shoot straight through her body, making every hair stand on end. She bites her lip and pushes the thick dildo deeper, feeling it hit her cervix with a jolt of pleasure. Her pink asshole clenches around the plug, milking it with each thrust against the wood while she grinds herself against the vibrator. \n\nHer moans turn into gasps as she starts to come undone, her hands grasping desperately at the floorboards beneath her. Her juices slicken up both toys, adding a squishy sound to the mix as they slide in and out of her soaking cunt. The scent of arousal fills the room, thick and intoxicating. The dildo slips out of her with a pop as she reaches between her legs to rub herself harder with its slick length. \"Oh fuck!\" she cries out, her back arching off the ground as pleasure washes over her in waves. \"I need this... I need more.\"\n\nSusan's heart races as she picks up the bulging cock-shaped dildo and begins to stroke it teasingly over her engorged clit. She can feel the veins against her fingers, the rough texture of its skin against her sensitive cunt. Because that's what it is today, not a vagina, not even as pussy, but a cunt in desperate need of filling, of fucking.\n\nHer thighs shake with anticipation as she lines it up with her now stretched hole, groaning softly at it slipping into her tunnel. She sinks it slowly, feeling every inch penetrate her wet folds. With a lustful grind, Susan starts moving, rocking her hips back and forth in slow but powerful strokes.\n\nThe scent of sex and arousal fill the air, thick and heavy like a whorehouse. The sound of silicone smacking against flesh echoes in the room as she pounds herself on the hardwood floor, moaning, \"Fuck, fuck, fuck!\" \n\nHer breath comes in ragged gasps as she reaches down to rub her swollen clit roughly, circling it faster and faster. The veiny dildo throbs inside her, matching the rhythm of her hips' motion. She bites down on her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood as she feels it hit that spot inside her - and the muscles of her body clamp down, shoving the dildo from her cunt as she bears down, cumming hard. She'd can feel her asshole grip the plug, threatening to pull it deeper.\n\nOnce the contractions subside, she lays back on the cool floor, sweat dripping from her body onto it's polished surface. She slows her breathing, feeling the bulbous intruder slip from her backside as she relaxed. She slid into unconsciousness, for now, a recovery well earned before she goes for her next round."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Railing your wife while she washes dishes, keeping an eye on the little ones through the window to make sure you don't get caught. | [
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"content": "The muted sunlight streamed through the blinds, painting streaks of gold across the kitchen. She stood there, lost in the rhythm of washing dishes, her tank top emphasizing the gentle curves of her back, and those sweatpants hinting at the sultry secrets of her form.\n\nOutside, the children’s laughter was but a faint echo, their play granting us a pocket of privacy in our shared space. Their world seemed so distant, ensuring our treasured moment remained unobserved.\n\nI took a moment to drink in the sight of her, the way her hair cascaded down her shoulders, the slight rise and fall of her breathing. Every ounce of my being ached for her. The room seemed to grow warmer, the air thick with tension.\n\nSilently, I closed the distance between us. The soft scent of her skin, intertwined with the aroma of the dish soap, was heady and intoxicating. Lightly tracing the curve of her shoulder with my fingers, I could feel the electricity between us intensify. She caught her breath, sensing my presence, my hunger.\n\nWith a deliberate slowness, I brought my lips close to her ear. \"You have no idea how much I want you,\" I murmured, my voice low and husky. \n\nShe turned to face me, her eyes dark and filled with a fiery desire that matched my own. \"Oh, I think I have some idea,\" she said with a teasing grin.\n\nWithout another word, my arms were around her waist and hers in the sink, soap suds still clinging to her hands as we kissed. Our mouths met in a frenzied rush, seeking the comfort of each other. My tongue parted her lips, exploring her, drinking her in.\n\nMy hands wandered down the curve of her thighs, then up to her breasts, teasing her nipples through the thin cotton tank. Her breath quickened as my kisses fell to her neck. I could feel the heat of her body radiating out to mine, every inch of her yearning to be touched.\n\n\"Oh, my god,\" she moaned softly. \"We can't do this here.\"\n\n\"Why not?\" I asked. \"We can make it quick.\"\n\n\"The kids could come back inside any second,\" she said, her voice breathless. I found my fingers under the band of her sweatpants where they grazed over her soft hair, dipping lower, exploring her folds.\n\n\"So, be quiet,\" I whispered. \"Don't let them know what we're up to.\"\n\nShe gasped as my finger carried her wetness across her clit. She was already so aroused, so ready. I kissed her, my tongue sliding into her mouth and matching the rhythm of my touch. Her hips pushed against me, begging for more. Her ass felt my hard cock, straining against the confines of my shorts.\nShe let out a low groan, a sound of both frustration and pleasure, as I pulled away, leaving her standing at the sink.\n\nI crouched, tugging down her pants to expose her bare cheeks.\n\n\"Oh, fuck,\" she murmured, leaning forward, her hands gripping the edge of the countertop.\n\nMy hands caressed the smooth curves of her backside. Her pussy glistened, inviting me in. I gave her a playful slap on the ass, enjoying the way her cheeks rippled.\n\n\"Hey!\" she yelped, turning her head back at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Licked her inner thigh, tasting her sweetness. Then, with my fingers, I spread her apart, exposing her clit to my tongue. I let my spit drip from my mouth, falling onto her center, mixing with her arousal.\nShe gasped as my tongue made contact, her wet hand reaching back and tangling in my hair, pushing my face further into her. As I tongued her clit, she pushed her hips back, grinding against me.\n\nShe was so delicious, so sweet, I couldn't get enough. My fingers dug into her ass cheeks, gripping her flesh, while my tongue explored her depths. While she moaned, a cry came from the window.\n\n\"Mommy! Can I have another cookie?\"\n\n\"No, baby,\" she said, her voice breathless and uneven. \n\n\"W-wa-wait a little bit.\"\n\n\"Aw!\" the little one cried. \"But Mom!\"\n\nI continued, my tongue circling her, sucking on her clit, until she was writhing against me, her breath ragged.\n\"I'm going to cum,\" she moaned. \"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum.\" She directed her attention out the window. \"No, baby, don't ask me again, I'm busy.\"\nShe was so close. Her thighs shook, her back arching. \n\n\"Cum for me,\" I murmured against her. \"Cum for me like this.\"\n\nAnd she did. She bit her lip, her legs tensing, her pussy quivering against me. I could taste her climax, her juices flowing freely as I licked and sucked. I spread her juices over her asshole, enjoying the way she shivered at the sensation.\n\nShe looked back at me, her eyes wide. \"You can't,\" she whispered.\n\nShe gasped, her head jerking toward the window. I froze, watching a ball bounce and roll along the floor of the backyard. I let her hair go as I stood behind her with my cock still but throbbing in her.\n\n\"Sorry, Mommy,\" came the distant cry of the older child. \"It was an accident.\"\n\n\"That's alright, sweetheart,\" she called. She turned to me, her eyes full of lust. I'm slowly rocking in her, the movement causing her to bite her lip. \nI needed to cum, and I didn't care how. She looked back at me. \"Don't stop.\"\n\n\"You sure?\"\n\n\"Yes. Don't stop.\"\n\nHer breath came in short gasps, and she pushed her ass back to meet my thrusts. Her walls pulsated around me, her climax building.\n\n\"Cum for me, baby,\" I whispered. \"Cum for me. I need it.\"\n\n\"Uh-huh,\" she moaned, nodding.\n\n\"Now.\"\n\nShe gripped the counter, her head lowering, and her back arching.\n\n\"F-fuck!\" She gasped. \"I'm cumming. I'm cumming.\"\n\n\"Shh, be quiet,\" I reminded her, holding back the urge to cry out myself.\n\nHer body trembled, her orgasm hitting her like a wave, her pussy spasming and pulsating, milking my cock. I couldn't hold back any longer. The pressure released, and I let out a low growl, my seed erupting and filling her.\n\n\"That's it,\" she whispered.\n\nI thrust into her a few more times, letting every drop spill into her before finally withdrawing. My cock wet and slick, glistening with her juices and my cum. She reached for me, turning and dropping to her knees.\nHer eyes never left mine as she took me into her mouth. \n\nMy cock twitched, sensitive and spent, but she cleaned me, her tongue tasting us. I watched, enraptured as she sucked me clean. When she was finished, she rose, kissing me, sharing our flavors.\n\nWe dressed quickly and she patted me on the chest.\n\n\"Now, go check on the kids and I'll finish cleaning up.\"\n\n\"Okay,\" I grinned, heading out to the yard.\n\nI resumed my pace, the thrill of nearly getting caught intensifying the moment. My hands cupped her tits, squeezing her nipples, pinching and pulling. My strokes quickened, pushing deep inside her. I could feel her pussy tighten around my shaft."
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"content": "You hear the lock click behind you and turn around slowly, smiling nervously.\n\n\"Um, hey. What are you doing?\" \n\nYou try to act casual despite the sudden rush of adrenaline and arousal in your veins, feeling both excited and slightly uneasy at the same time.\n\nThe co-op student, Hannah, saunters towards you with a sultry smile, her hips swaying subtly. She's wearing a tight skirt that hugs their round ass cheeks enticingly as they approach, causing your eyes to trail down her body involuntarily. \"Just wanted some alone time with my favorite boss,\" Hannah purred, biting her bottom lip seductively.\n\nBefore you can process what's happening, she's standing right in front of you, one hand reaching up to trace the line of your jaw while the other starts to undo your pants. Hannah pushes you against the wall, her firm chest pressed against yours as fingers grab your quickly growing erection through your pants and begin to stroke it slowly. You gasp at the sudden contact as heat pools in your groin.\n\nBreathlessly, she whispers into your ear, \"I've been dreaming about this since I saw you at the interview.\" Their warm breath sends shivers down your spine. The free hand reaches under your shirt to brush against the soft skin of your stomach before cupping one of your pecs possessively.\n\nHannah's breath was hot and ragged against your neck as she continued to stroke your cock through your pants, their other hand moving down to cup your ass cheek possessively. \n\nSoft and warm flesh presses against yours, the smell of perfume mixed with musk was intoxicating, making you dizzy with lust.\n\nWith a swift move, she pulls down your pants and underwear, freeing your cock from the confines of your clothes. It springs free and her eyes widen in appreciation as Hannah takes it all in.\n\n\"Fuck,\" you groan out, unable to hold back. \n\nShe chuckles lowly before stepping back and quickly shedding their own clothes; skirt pooling at their feet as they kick it aside. Standing before you now fully naked except for high heels, she's even more irresistible than before - every curve of her body on display. \n\nShe steps closer again, running her hands over your chest as kisses now trail down your abdomen towards your groin.\n\nYou try weakly to protest, \"Hannah, you shouldn't... We... Fuuuuuck.\" \n\nShe leaned down to lick the head playfully. You gasp at the sensation of Hannah's hot tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Her tongue darts out again, this time swiping the entire length of your shaft before taking the head between her lips. She moans around it, sucking gently while hands roam over your stomach, feeling every ridge and muscle. It feels too good to be true. You can't help but throw your head back against the wall in pleasure.\n\nHannah looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes. A smirk plays at her lips as she begins to play with herself slowly, her hand moving in perfect rhythm with the bobbing of her head. The smell of their arousal fills the air, igniting a fire inside you. You grab onto her hair, guiding your dick deeper into her mouth.\n\nWithout warning, Hannah puls away, your prick releasing with an audible pop. She moves seductively, placing her body against the wall. She pushes back toward you, her ass now level with your cock, breath hitching as she spreads her folds, revealing glistening pussy lips now inches from your aching cock. \n\n\"You like what you see, huh?\" She whispers, biting her lower lip. \"You want this, don't you?\" Hannah ask playfully, pushing her ass towards you in invitation.\n\nLosing control, you shove your hips forward and slam your hardness into the creamy tunnel, filling her up instantly. Hannah grunts in pleasure as she leans against the wall, allowing you to pound into her full force. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the small room as both of your bodies rock together in rhythm. Your hands grip onto her hips fucking her young, tight cunt roughly.\n\nYou look down to watch your dick disappearing in and out of that tight warmth; it feels so good it's almost painful. You lose yourself in the sensation, not caring who could walk in or what might happen next. \n\n\"Harder,\" she begs.\n\nAs her tight hole grips you like a velvet glove, you can't help but lose yourself in the sensation. Your hips smack against her ass cheeks with each pump, and she cries out in delight, arching her back to meet your strokes.\n\n\"Fuck, Hannah. You're so fucking tight,\" is the only thing your mouth can produce.\n\nYou grab her wrists in one hand and pin them above her head, holding them still as you take control of the pace. Hannah's breasts bounce enticingly with every motion, begging for attention. You take one breast in your hand, pulling at the bud with your fingers. She hisses at the bite of pleasure shooting up her spine, arching off the wall. \n\n\"fuck... Me...,\" she moans."
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"content": "Zach sat on the edge of Diane's desk, his cock already hard in his jeans as he watched her type away at her computer. She was Billy's mom, but she was also hot as fuck with those big tits and round ass that seemed to fill out her office chair perfectly. He couldn't help but stare at her every chance he got, even though he knew it pissed her off.\n\n\"Zachary,\" she snapped without looking up from her screen, \"what are you doing here? I have work to do.\"\n\nHe smirked. \"I just wanted to see if you were gonna let me get into those pants of yours\"\n\nDiane looked up then, her eyes narrowing on him. \"Excuse me?\"\n\n\"Come on, Diane,\" he said, using her first name like it was some kind of magic spell that would make her wet. \"You know you want it. And I know Billy wouldn't mind\"\n\nBut Diane didn't look the least bit interested in giving in to his advances. In fact, she looked downright pissed. \"First of all,\" she said, standing up and moving closer to him, \"you're a disrespectful little shit, and secondly, I don't think you have any idea what you're asking for.\"\n\nZach's cock twitched at the sound of her voice, getting harder as she stood so close to him. He knew she was right, but he was too far gone to care. \"I know exactly what I'm asking for,\" he said, trying to keep his voice steady as she reached out to touch his arm. Diane's hand felt cold and clammy through his shirt, and it sent a shiver through him. \n\n\"I'm not some simple high school slut,\" she said, her voice low and angry. \"You are way over your head.\"\n\nZach felt his heart pound in his chest, but he refused to back down. \"You wouldn't be my first,\" he said, trying to sound more confident than he felt. \"And believe me, it's worth it.\"\n\nDiane laughed, a cold, humorless sound that made his balls tighten. \"Is it?\" she asked, leaning in even closer until their bodies were almost touching. \"Because I could always call your mother, see what she knows about her precious Zachary and his conquests?\"\n\nHis breath caught in his throat at the thought. No one threatened to tell his mom about him. Ever.\n\n\"I can handle anything,\" he said, trying to sound casual. \"Bring it.\"\n\nContinued in child comment..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Kendra's fantasy was to have sex with 3 to 5 guys, well more like 3 to 5 guys under her command, all ready and willing to worship her body wit their tongue and hands while tag team muff diving her until she had enough and then all cuddled her in a pile. Tonight it was coming true. | [
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"content": "She slipped out of her panties and felt a rush in her head. *It's finally happening,* she thought. After years of dreaming and over a year of hard work, it was *finally* about to *really* happen.\n\nThe trick had been finding the right guys. They had to be lonely, desperate, and impressionable. But *especially* desperate.\n\nShe went to the bathroom door and cracked it open for a peek. All five of them were already naked, sitting nervously in her living room, looking down at their feet and waiting for her. Preston, Evan, Nick, Isaac, and... what was his name again? Oh, right. Samuel. She'd met every one of them at various gyms around town. They were all fit and sculpted.\n\nShe quietly closed the door again and went to the sink where she quickly grabbed a clean rag and got it wet, wiping down her lady bits one more time. *I'm clean,* she reminded herself. She'd just showered.\n\nHer stomach danced with her heart as she took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door. All five of their lean, handsome faces shot in her direction and locked eyes with her. Seducing them had been easy. She had the body of a goddess. Petite, athletic, curvy, long hair with naturally gentle waves... everything these guys craved. The hard part had been convincing them to worship her *together*. Preston had been particularly insecure about it, but she made it clear it was the only way he'd get even a glimpse of her body.\n\nThe other tough sell had been the one-sided nature of her fantasy. Every single one of those guys wanted her to himself, and she knew it. But she insisted that they were only to worship her.\n\nOf course, she wanted to be a generous goddess, so she'd *strongly* implied that anyone who made her orgasm *might* have a shot at sex with her.\n\nBut not tonight. Tonight they were holding worship services, and she was ready.\n\nShe walked out, shot them a sly glance, and went straight to her bedroom. She crawled seductively into the center of her king sized mattress and sprawled out for the masses.\n\nThe men followed her like hungry children and congregated around the bed, gazing upon her, devouring the first course of the feast with just their eyes. She closed her eyes and smiled as the bed began to dip and gently shake, knees and hands sinking into it as they closed in around her.\n\nShe took a deep breath, then gasped when she felt warm lips gently close around one of her cool, hard nipples. A large, firm hand stroked her hair back and she felt hot breath on her forehead as his lips closed in to plant a gentle kiss. Her smiled broadened as one of her pinky toes found its way between wet lips and was pulled into his hot mouth with strong suction. She felt one of her hands being lifted, her fingers placed on someone's velvety lips. She kept all of her muscles limp and compliant as various extremities were maneuvered for gentle, sensual kisses and playful sucking.\n\nShe felt her index finger plunge past lips and into his mouth, sliding along his tongue which curled around her digit and invigorated her senses. While another toe found its way into the mouth at her feet, she felt someone kissing her other leg, his soft, moist kisses traveling up her shin, over her knee, and into her hips.\n\nBlood rushed to her groin, her most sensitive parts gently engorging as her body prepared for additional pleasures.\n\nHands ran their palms and fingertips along her waist before circling her bellybutton. Both breasts were cupped and squeezed for a while before she felt her nipples being pinched and rolled between someone's fingers. A head was buried in her neck, lips nibbling at the soft, vulnerable skin. Kisses traveled along her arms and a face was pressed into her soft belly.\n\nEventually, someone's trail of kisses led to the inside of her thigh where her spread legs left just enough room for one worshiper at a time. He kissed the skin right where the groin meets the right thigh and she gasped. She felt his lips brush gently against her flower petals as he slowly moved to the other side for another kiss at the edge of her left thigh. He passed over the centerpiece again and exhaled deeply, hot breath swirling around her wet folds.\n\nShe breathed in sharply as he pressed his lips lightly into her soft pussy lips for a kiss right over the slit. She took a deep breath and let out a long sigh as he extended the tip of his tongue and gently dragged it up and down each lip, teasing her and drawing out more excitement.\n\nShe almost forgot about the symphony of touches, kisses, and nibbles traveling around the rest of her body. A nipple was being sucked on hard while the other was being held gently between teeth. An earlobe was being licked and nibbled while her toes were still being sensually sucked one by one. A hand glided under her calf and another had made its way between the bed and one of her ass cheeks, which he squeezed hard.\n\nYet all her attention was on the tiny, wet, warm spot leaving a trail of cool saliva as he traced lines around the sensitive skin of her pussy lips. His tongue reached the bottom of its path and took a turn that carried it right into the warm, drenched opening to her sweet canal, and it dove inside. She felt his tongue reach deep into her pussy, his face pressing hard against her crotch as he extended it as far as he could. He lapped up her juices and firmly dragged his tongue flat against her, separating the labia as he approached her tingling clit.\n\nWhen his rough, strong tongue made contact with that precious little pleasure button she arched her back and moaned. He sealed his lips around the area and sucked, alternating flicking and circling motions, dancing on her clit like a drunk sailor still reeling from the waves of the sea. She felt his finger enter, then two of his fingers as he added penetration to the mix.\n\nA pair of hands traveled down her waist line. She let out a long, \"ohhhh,\" and someone's lips softly connected with hers. She eagerly accepted his passionate kiss while her hips jolted and trembled under the command of the man between her legs. She turned her palms down to the bed and grabbed a fist full of blanket with each hand, tightly pulling as her muscles braced for ecstasy.\n\nAll she could hear was the sharp movement of air through her kisser's nose as their tongues wrestled, but all she could think about was the building pleasure lightning between her legs. She moaned through the kiss as her legs began to shake. Her hips lifted off the bed and she was pushed over the edge, his tongue gracefully sweeping across her clit with perfect rhythm. She felt herself pulsing on his fingers as bright, beautiful waves of delight washed over her body. She opened her mouth against the kisser's lips and gasped, moaning loudly while her final pinky toe was pulled in and enveloped in tongue and hands continued to grope and explore every curve on her body.\n\nThe man between her legs gave her clit one last kiss as she shuddered and gasped again, then he backed out and she felt someone else crawl into his spot. Once again she felt hot breath sending chills through her throbbing pussy and a wet face, covered in her nectar, sloppily sucked half of one of her breasts into his mouth.\n\nThe next orgasm came fast, the first man having done most of the work. She had never felt so stimulated. He drank from her well greedily, sliding and rubbing his tongue on her clit with long, broad strokes. She vibrated and squirmed as the dam broke again, the fiery tingles of pleasure shooting out from her clit once more.\n\nThey each took their turn while hands traced every inch of her body, fingers dragging lightly along some areas and digging deep into others. Palms cupped her and fingers wrapped around her. Tongues tasted her while lips caressed her. New lips found her mouth and she tasted herself on his breath, which only turned her on more. A hand slid behind her neck and pulled up on the hairs at the base of her skull, sending chills down her spine just as a third orgasm hit like a tsunami.\n\nOne by one they rotated through their turn between her legs. She felt balls in her hand. While she wasn't there to give them pleasure, she appreciated the way the testicles rolled in her fingers. She squeezed and smiled as the owner doubled over in pain. Then she clamped down hard on them when the next orgasm caused her whole body to tense up. He cried out and grabbed her wrist but his balls were in her fist.\n\nAfter the final orgasm she lay on the bed panting, a pool of sweat soaking into her bedding all around her clammy body. Hands wandered to her pussy and gently massaged the areas around her hyper-sensitive clit while she shuddered and struggled to catch her breath.\n\nSoon she felt herself being pulled up by the armpits and she found herself propped up against someone's muscular chest with his arms wrapped around her torso. She felt his hard, wet erection pressing into her lower back. Then someone spooned her from the side, his thigh resting on one of her legs. Another spooned her from the other side. Someone reclined between her legs and rested his head against her pelvis. The final man curled up at her feet, playing firmly with her cool toes to keep them warm.\n\nThey held her and she felt all of their chests rising and falling against her body. She was profoundly warm and deeply satisfied. The fantasy had been everything she'd hoped it would be, and perhaps a little more.\n\nOnce again someone reached up and stroked her hair, occasionally scratching her scalp firmly with his fingertips. She felt her eyelids growing heavy as a powerful smile spread on her face. A kiss was delivered to the crown of her head. Another kiss on the side of a breast. The one between her legs turned and kissed her on the belly while each of her toes got kisses from the man at her feet.\n\nSlowly she drifted off to sleep knowing that this *wasn't* a dream she'd wake up from this time. It had *finally* happened."
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"content": "Her phone buzzed. It was the app, her new job. She would travel to requested locations in the city, and clients would pay to have sex in public places. \n\nWhen see saw who was approaching, this was not what she expected. Jackie's heart raced as she saw the figure approaching her. It was a tall, dark-haired man with piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into her very soul. He was dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, his presence commanding and intimidating. This was not at all what she had expected for her assignment.\n\nAs he got closer, she could feel the heat emanating from his body, and she found herself becoming increasingly aroused. \"Hello,\" he said, his voice deep and smooth like velvet. \"My name is Alexander. I believe you're here for me.\"\n\nJackie swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure. \"Yes, I am,\" she replied, her voice trembling slightly. \"The app said you wanted... some company?\"\n\nAlexander smiled, revealing a set of perfectly straight, white teeth. \"Indeed I do,\" he said, taking her hand and leading her to a nearby park. \"But first, let's get to know each other better.They sat down on a dusty bench, their bodies close but not quite touching. Jackie couldn't help but notice the way Alexander's muscles rippled beneath his expensive suit as he moved. She felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine.\n\n\"So, Jackie,\" Alexander began, his eyes fixed on hers. \"Tell me, what kind of man do you usually go for?\"\n\nJackie blushed, feeling her cheeks heat up. \"I-I don't really have a type,\" she stammered. \"I mean, I like all kinds of guys\"\n\nAlexander chuckled softly. \"And what about me? Do you think you could see yourself with someone like me?\"\n\nJackie hesitated for a moment before meeting his gaze. \"Honestly? Yes. I think I could.\"\n\nA predatory smile spread across Alexander's face. \"Good,\" he said, leaning in closer. \"Because I think we're going to get along just fine.\"\n\nWithout another word, Alexander pressed his lips against Jackie's, his tongue darting out to explore her mouth. She gasped, surprised by the intensity of his kiss. His hands found their way to her hips, pulling her closer still as they deepened the kiss.\n\nJackie moaned, her body melting into his embrace. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she knew that he was aroused too. With a sudden surge of confidence, she reached up to undo his tie, revealing the smooth skin of his neck.\n\nAlexander broke the kiss, his breathing ragged. \"You're so beautiful,\" he whispered, his eyes locked on hers. \"I've been wanting this for so long.\"\n\nBefore Jackie could respond, Alexander stood up and pulled her to her feet. He guided her through the park, his hands roaming over her body, until they reached a secluded spot beneath a grove of trees. There, he pushed her against the rough bark of a tree and claimed her mouth once more.\n\nJackie's senses were overwhelmed by the taste of him, the smell of his cologne, and the feel of his hands on her body. Her heart raced as Alexander pushed her against the tree, his hands roaming over her body. She felt a thrill of excitement and anticipation course through her veins. Without hesitation, she hiked up her skirt, offering herself to him.\n\nAlexander's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her exposed pussy. He reached down and spread her lips with his fingers, teasing her clit before slipping one inside her. Jackie moaned loudly, her forehead against the tree.\n\nWithout warning, Alexander pulled his fingers free and unzipped his trousers. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, and he positioned himself behind her. In one swift motion, he thrust into her, filling her up completely.\n\nJackie gasped at the sudden intrusion, but it only served to fuel her arousal. She pushed back her hips, holding on tight as he began to pound into her from behind. The rough bark of the tree dug into her hands, but she barely noticed as she lost herself in the sensation of being taken so roughly.\n\nAlexander's hands roamed freely over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples as he fucked her. Jackie moaned and whimpered, her hips bucking against him in time with his thrusts. She could feel the heat building inside her, and she knew that she was close to orgasm.\n\nAs if sensing her impending climax, Alexander picked up the pace, his hips slamming into hers with a force that left her breathless. With a scream of pleasure, Jackie came, her pussy clenching tightly around him as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her.\n\nAlexander followed her over the edge, groaning as he emptied himself deep inside her. They stood there, panting and sweating, their bodies entwined beneath the trees. It was only when they heard footsteps approaching that they finally pulled apart, straightening their clothes and trying to regain their composure.\n\n\"That was... incredible,\" Jackie said, her voice shaky with emotion. \"I can't believe we just did that, Professor Jones.\""
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"content": "In the alleyway outside the club, the taxi driver, Jack, noticed a young woman stumbling about. She appeared to be searching for something, but it was difficult to tell in her intoxicated state. Curious, Jack approached her. \"Can I help you, miss?\" he asked.\n\n\"I... lost my phone,\" she slurred. \"And... my wallet.\" She started to teeter, and Jack reached out to steady her. \"Here, let's get you in the cab.\"\n\nOnce inside the cab, Jack tried to call her number on his phone, but of course, she couldn't tell it to him clearly. He searched her purse but found only a few crumpled-up dollar bills and a few random receipts. He couldn't just leave her stranded like this, so he decided to take her to his apartment. It was only a few blocks away, and he could at least make sure she didn't get hurt or worse.\n\nAs they arrived at his place, Jack helped her out of the cab and carried her inside. He laid her gently on his spare bed and went to get her some water. While she slept off her hangover, he tried to think of a way to help her without causing any more distress. Eventually, he came up with the idea of writing her a note.\n\nDear Miss,\n\nI found you in an alleyway outside the club. You were very drunk and I couldn't leave you there. I brought you here to my apartment so you could sleep it off safely. Please know that I left all your clothes on, so you may want to clean up. There is a fresh towel, fresh bar of soap, and a new toothbrush and toothpaste in the bathroom for you to use. If you need anything at all, you can use the house phone by dialing 9. You are welcome to use my laundry, or anything else you need. Again, I want you to know that you are safe here and I will not bother you. You may leave at any time with no conversation at all if it suits you.\n\nSincerely,\n\nJack\n\nHe placed the note on her pillow and went back to the kitchen to grab the towel, soap, and toiletries. After setting everything out neatly, he returned to the bedroom and tucked her in, turning off the light before leaving the room."
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"content": "Once upon a time, in a world not so different from your own, there was a group of adventurers who embarked on a quest to rid the realm of an evil necromancer. This necromancer had been raising armies of the dead and wreaking havoc across the land. The king put together a team of the bravest and most skilled warriors to take him down.\n\nAmongst this group was a bard named Bertrand, who served as the team's healer. He was a bit of a ladies' man and always made sure to keep his equipment in tip-top shape. One day, while searching the necromancer's dungeon, Bertrand came across a curious item: a cursed cock ring. It was made of solid gold and adorned with precious gems, but it emanated an aura of malevolence.\n\nThe rest of the team was unsure of what to do with the cursed item, so they decided to bring it back to the church for purification. However, due to a mix-up, Bertrand accidentally equipped the cock ring. Unbeknownst to him, it began to exert its influence over him.\n\nAs they continued their quest, Bertrand found himself becoming increasingly aroused. His normally skilled healing abilities began to falter, as his mind was consumed by lustful thoughts. The other members of the team noticed something was amiss, but didn't want to embarrass Bertrand. They decided to continue on without him, hoping that once the quest was over, he would be able to remove the cursed item and return to normal.\n\nAs they approached the necromancer's lair, Bertrand found himself growing more and more distracted. He couldn't help but imagine all the nubile elven maidens and voluptuous dryads that were sure to be found within the necromancer's chambers. His lust became unbearable, and he finally snapped, deciding that he had to find release.\n\nHe sneaked away from the group and ventured deeper into the dungeon, following the sounds of moaning and pleasurable noises."
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"content": "Ashley jumped. It felt like someone had knocked the wind out of her. She had been sitting in her bed feeling lazy, wishing she had her dildo in hand. She had been staring at the dildo on her dresser, and in her mind she imagined reaching out and grabbing it. And it had *moved*. Her heart was pounding. Things aren't *supposed* to move on their own.\n\nShe cleared her head and looked at it again. It was still gently swaying but the suction cup was holding it in place. She focused and reached out in her mind again, imagined grabbing it and sliding it off the top of the dresser. Her heart began racing when it slowly slid toward the edge and hovered in the air. She finished pulling it in toward her and dropped it at her feet.\n\nHer mind went nuts. She remembered earlier in class when her college professor had rushed her to the campus nurse to be checked out after her lab project had gone horribly wrong. She had felt *very* funny afterwards. And now... this.\n\nShe immediately began exploring what else she could do. She was *so* horny and... she focused on her clit. She imagined the perfect stimulation flowing through the sensitive tissue... She shook violently, an *intense* orgasm had begun to build instantly. She was panting, bracing herself against the headboard of her bed with wide eyes.\n\nAnd that's when ideas began to swirl around in her naughty little mind. Devious ideas. *Dirty* ideas.\n\n***\n\n\"Alright class, settle down,\" the professor began.\n\nAshley sat upright and attentive in her seat right on the front row. Her text book was neatly laid out in front of her, but she wasn't planning on opening it.\n\n\"Let's all open back up to chapter seven so we can finish the discussion questio...\" His eyes bulged and his hips flew backwards as he hunched over trying to hide the massive erection that had suddenly flared up.\n\nStudents chuckled. Everyone but Ashley. She grinned.\n\nShe eyed the girl next to her and mentally wandered under the girl's skirt. She found her clit and willed stimulation into her flesh. The girl screamed and slammed her palms against her desk, grabbing it violently at the edge and crying out. \"Oh *FUCK*!\" she bellowed. She shook and trembled as an instant orgasm flooded her senses and overwhelmed them.\n\nThe professor was sitting on the floor trying to hid the tent in his pants and cover the shame in his face. She stroked him slowly rather than going straight for orgasm. *He will suffer through this,* she thought.\n\nHer mind meandered around the classroom inspecting crotches. She found a girl wearing a skirt and no panties. The same girl had a hairbrush in her back. While still looking straight ahead, Ashley carefully had the bag unzip itself so she could pull out the hairbrush. It's handle was the perfect shape for a makeshift dildo. She deftly maneuvered the hairbrush up between the girl's spread legs without her noticing then swiftly inserted it into her already wet pussy. She was, apparently, quite turned on by what was going on in the classroom. The girl gasped and jumped and her eyes nearly fell out of her head as the brush rammed deep into her pussy.\n\n*If you weren't slouching so badly I never could have gotten it inside. Sit up straight, bitch.*\n\nThere was a small group of guys in the back who had never been nice to her. They all simultaneously gasped and yelled as their limp penises began pulsing and shooting massive loads into their pants, tingling with pleasure without ever getting hard. Ashley smiled. *You only deserve half the experience.*\n\nThe professor's strokes grew more intense and she applied a bit of extra stimulation at the tip, causing him to erupt, a dark spot growing from the top of the tent his boner created.\n\n\"Class dismissed!\" he cried, turning his back to the class and covering his head.\n\nStudents ran from the room, many believing there was some kind of poltergeist haunting the room.\n\nAshley smiled and slowly got up. The fun was just beginning.\n\nShe went to a common area and sat along a far wall where she could see *everyone*. She had considered going to the library, but she liked the librarians and didn't want to ruin their day.\n\nWithout rhyme or reason she began picking people at random and delivering direct stimulation to their most sensitive parts. Guys creamed their pants instantly, rolling their eyes and shaking. A girl's legs began shaking so hard she fell over. A guy rushed to catch her and he collapsed under her moaning while she writhed on him and started drooling.\n\nPeople began to run and scream but she didn't let them get far. A couple who had been kissing a moment earlier now rolled around on the floor crying out each other's names passionately as they shuddered and twisted on the ground. One girl was a squirter and now *everyone* knew. Her fluids sprayed out through her soaked panties while she screamed and danced in her chair, covering the floor in her wet pleasure juices.\n\nMen hunched over trying to keep their cooling load off their bellies while girls twitched and shuffled with aftershocks as they try to walk.\n\nMany people cleared out of the common area but the girl sitting in her own puddle began calling out, \"Again! AGAIN!\" and laughing. So Ashley hit her again. She wailed with glee and laughed hysterically through another squirting orgasm, pounding her fists on the table screaming, \"YES! YES! YES!\" as the puddle around her chair grew. Ashley covered her mouth and stifled a laugh, then got up to move to another part of campus.\n\nShe roamed around looking for the optimal place for mischief. She found an older female professor hitting on a young male student. Ashley popped the buttons on the teacher's blouse and watched the student's eyes pop. A guy with sweatpants on found them suddenly around his ankles along with his boxers while everyone around him stared. A busty cheerleader felt a sudden breeze up top *and* below as her skirt and panties were dropped and her top was lifted.\n\nShe heard the marching band practicing off in the distance. She hurried to the football field. *Now there's a bunch of awkward perverts and kinky weirdos,* she thought, smiling. There were a few people hanging out watching from the bleachers. She made her way down and took a seat, then gave one of the tuba players a rock hard boner.\n\nShe heard him blast a wrong note and choke. The tuba dipped as he stumbled but caught his footing. She stimulated his prostate, sending tremors through his body and thick, white cum oozing from the tip of his erection. He stumbled again and cried out.\n\nA flute player tripped and fell to the ground as she doubled over and moaned, her legs shaking while she held her crotch and gasped. At first, a few of them stopped marching, then all of them. There was a general sense of confusion for a few seconds before several more began moaning and falling to the ground. Some on their knees, some writhing on their sides. They clutched their privates, they grabbed fistfuls of grass, and they moaned. They moaned *so* loud.\n\nOne of the baton twirlers got into it, sliding her panties to the side under her skirt and inserting the end of her baton and screaming, \"FUCK YES! YES YES YES!\" while her legs kicked and veins bulged in her neck.\n\nOne guy pulled out his cock and used the cum to start rubbing it, getting hard again without her help. He looked around and spotted the girl with the baton up her pussy and ran to her. She took one look at his cock and tossed the baton aside, spreading her legs wider while he dove on top of her. They humped like rabbits while a few of the other guys got the same idea.\n\nSoon a few couples were fucking, which Ashley found *extremely* gratifying. She *helped* a few more students out of parts of their uniforms and watched as even *more* of them got caught up in the moment, making out, fondling breasts, and going down on each other.\n\nAt that point she had set it in motion and all Ashley had left to do was watch. Eventually the band director ran out frantically waving her arms to try to get people to stop, but Ashley sent her into a toe curling orgasm and watched her eyes roll into the back of her head as she fell onto her face and shot her ass into the air. She rolled around moaning and gasping while the orgy around her continued to grow and evolve with a life of its own.\n\nAshley reached under her skirt and started touching herself. She was *very* wet and *very* turned on. She bit her lip and moaned gently, then realized she had forgotten about the people in the bleachers. A young man was staring at her with his eyes bulging. They bulged some more as he came *hard* in his pants, spewing a week's worth of cum from his limp cock while he gasped and held his hands to his crotch.\n\nPeople slowly started getting up to leave from their seats. She considered *not* letting them go, but the hard metal bleachers were a dangerous place to have people falling over with extreme pleasure rushing through their bodies.\n\nShe resumed touching herself, rubbing small, quick circles directly on her clit while the moaning and heavy breathing from the field filled the air. She gasped and shook with the beginnings of an orgasm, but had to continue rubbing, her chest heaving as she grew closer and closer. She whimpered to herself and bit her lip, the pleasure building up a pressure in her that was sure to burst at any moment.\n\nAshley gasped, inhaling sharply through her teeth and yelping as a jolt of lightning shot out from her groin into the rest of her body. She shuddered and shivered as all of her muscles tightened and her pussy pulsed happily between her legs. She sighed and twitched, smiling while she watched the band members on the field participate in a public orgy for the history books.\n\n*Tomorrow will be fun,* she thought."
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"content": "Becky's cool, dry ass cheeks settled between his thighs as her insanely tight pussy swallowed his raging boner. \"Oh Becky,\" he sighed. She leaned back against him and he reached around to cup her fantastic breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers and squeezing hard, pulling her down onto him. She began grinding, his stiff cock rocking back and forth in her slim torso, stabbing her internal organs as she moved.\n\nThey heard a key slid into the front door lock. \"Shit,\" Becky breathed.\n\nHe shoved her back down, his erection still deep inside her, and grabbed a throw blanket to cover her just as the door opened.\n\n\"Hey babe!\" his girlfriend called from the entryway. \"How's it going?\"\n\n\"Good!\" he choked, following up with a cough that made his cock jump inside Becky. She snickered, her pussy muscles jiggling against his stiff shaft.\n\nThe back of the couch was to the door and Becky went straight for the bedroom. \"What are you up to?\" she asked.\n\n\"Uh, Becky and I were just hanging out.\"\n\n\"Oh!\" she called. \"Hey Becky! How are you?\"\n\n\"Good!\" Becky called from under the blanket. She started laughing, her canal squeezing down on him rapidly with each breathy chuckle.\n\n\"I'm so glad you two get to hang out so much,\" she called out, still from the bedroom. \"It's nice knowing he's got someone to hang out with while I'm at work!\"\n\n\"I really appreciate it babe,\" he called out, just as Becky began sliding forward and back, still hunched over, stroking him. He moaned softly. \"Still,\" he teased. \"It doesn't make you a *little* jealous?\"\n\n\"Nah,\" she said playfully. \"It's not like you put your dick her her or anything.\"\n\nHe shuddered as she slid back along his dick again. The way she had him angled and the tightness of the strokes... he was building fast. He grabbed her back with both hands and applied pressure, trying to signal to her that he was on the brink. He didn't usually finish inside her, but she was *really* pressing her luck this time.\n\n\"Yeah,\" he grimaced, holding his breath. He leaned forward and whispered harshly, \"I'm *really* close.\"\n\nShe kept going. He dug his fingers into her back through the blanket as he got closer and closer. She kept sliding forward and back and his cock was pulled down due to the angle of her body. It was *intense*.\n\n\"How late will you be staying Becky?\" she called out. \"You wanna stay for dinner?\"\n\n\"No thanks,\" Becky called. \"I'm already full.\"\n\nHe could have sworn he heard his girlfriend snicker, but in that moment he felt the fiery passion at the tip of his cock begin to jump as blasts of cum shot deep into Becky's pussy. His load was delivered in fast pulses while his erection danced inside of her, leaping and pumping while a rush of pleasure washed over him.\n\nBecky kept moving in and out, sending tremors through his body as she continued to stroke his throbbing cock. He let out a long moan and took a deep breath. He gave Becky's back two taps, the universal signal for \"good job,\" and he looked over his shoulder to make sure his girlfriend was still in the bedroom.\n\n\"Go,\" he whispered.\n\nBecky got up, his cock springing out and flinging cum. She grabbed her clothes and ran to the bathroom. He quickly pulled his pants up and pulled his shirt on just as his girlfriend came out.\n\n\"What were you guys doing?\" she asked, smiling.\n\nHis heart was racing, but he managed a smile. \"She was just showing me some funny memes on her phone,\" he said.\n\n\"That's fun,\" she said, kissing the top of his head. She sniffed. \"I swear that girl never showers. And her body odor smells like cum.\" She laughed and went to the kitchen.\n\nHis heart was pounding but his smile intensified.\n\n\"What should we have for dinner?\" she asked, opening the fridge.\n\n\"I just finished a taco a little bit ago,\" he said, feeling his chest tighten. \"Maybe just dessert?\" He turned around in the couch and faced her, winking.\n\nShe pointed down to her crotch and raised her eyebrows. \"*This* dessert?\" she asked with a grin.\n\nHe nodded and licked his lips just as Becky emerged from the bathroom.\n\n\"Well,\" Becky said. \"I'm going to head out.\"\n\n\"You sure you don't want to stay and have dinner?\" his girlfriend asked.\n\n\"Positive, I'm still full. Had a nice sausage dinner.\" She grinned and turned to face him and wink, then she left.\n\nHis girlfriend went over to the back of the couch and leaned over to kiss him. It was a long, slow kiss that quickly evolved into making out. She crawled over the couch and onto him as he turned and reclined on the couch under her. She reached down and rubbed his crotch while his hands slid along her back and into her pants, feeling her cool, smooth ass.\n\nShe got up and quickly pulled off her pants while he pulled down his shorts, his dick still glistening with the leftover fluids from his previous conquest. She mounted him in reverse, lowering her pussy onto his face while she took him into her mouth. His heart was pounding knowing that she was tasting Becky's juices mixed with his own cum. It turned him on just as much as her sweet pussy in his face.\n\nHe opened up and began devouring her wet flower, drinking up her flowing juices. He could tell she was feeling horny as well, and despite just finishing, he could feel himself getting hard again fast. He lapped up her nectar and massaged her clit with his tongue, feeling her gasping on his cock as she stroked him.\n\nShe quickly decided she'd had enough oral and crawled forward, gracefully inserting him as she mounted him in a classic reverse cowgirl. She rode passionately, rocking her hips with hypnotic undulations. He watched her ass in awe and grabbed her hips to help extend her range of motion, feeling himself getting more and more stiff as she rode.\n\nShe reached back and pulled her hair into a ponytail and lifted it, exposing her gorgeous back with its soft muscular structure and perfect dimples. He watched her shoulder blades move as she arched her back and moaned. She released her hair and reached down to touch herself while she rode.\n\nHe could feel the effect immediately as she tightened on him. The grinding grew more aggressive as she built toward orgasm. She was trying to vocalize but she couldn't get any words out. She just looked up and whimpered as her pussy began pulsing on his cock. He was already close and the tightness sent him over the edge too. They came together, moaning loudly and breathing heavily. He pulled her into him hard and felt his cock reach deep inside as it shot off his load, twitching and tingling, her pleasure cave rubbing and massaging him as she continued to grind back and forth.\n\nThe pleasure symphony overwhelmed them both and they collapsed. She laid herself down on him, her head resting back on his shoulder next to his. He reached up and cupped her small, perky breasts in his hands, holding her close as his limp penis slid out. He felt his cum flowing down onto his crotch as she breathed, her sweaty skin quickly turning clammy.\n\nHe felt her breathing slow and she turned her head to kiss his cheek. \"That was amazing,\" she said. \"But I really do need dinner, and I don't think your taco filled *you* up as much as you say it did.\" She got up and smiled at him, then leaned over and gave him a long, gentle kiss on the lips."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [QP] ''PLEASE KNEEL...UM...B-BITCH.'' | [
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"content": "Hey guys! This is my first porn scene I'm writing, please tell me what you think and any changes I could make. I might even make this a series.\r \n\r \nThe sound of running water dominates the kitchen as Clare cleans up after dinner. The clean dishes drying themselves and floating to their proper places in the cabinets and drawers. She always felt a sort of calming feeling with cleaning, the repetitive nature of it soothing her and comforting her. Even when she only used her magic it was satisfying to at least watch.\r \n\r \nThe sound of the door opened and closed from the front and nervous shuffles piqued her interest. Oh? I wonder who that could be, maybe Clare's sister Bea or maybe father? Couldn't possibly be her mother she's out of town.\r \n\r \nWhen she started to turn around with the towel drying her hands she was surprised to see Gram in the doorway of the kitchen stiffened. I wonder what he is so nervous about.\r \n\r \n\"Gram? Is everything alright, what are you doing here?\" Clare asked with a hint of concern. He's always been a timid person, even with his tall statter he always stammers around me.\r \n\r \nHis face seems to come out of a trance and he looks at me with hesitation in his eyes, he seems to think for a moment before he pulls a ring from his pocket.\r \n\r \n\"Oh Gram I'm sorry but-\" I try to stammer out.\r \n\r \nBefore I can finish he's putting the ring on his own hand. I relax my shoulders in relief, it's hard enough turning down proposals much less one from his neighbor. I go to ask again what he wants but that's when I notice his body changing.\r \n\r \nThe change is not by much but it's enough to notice the shift in his build going from his usually skinny self to more muscular, a toned lean muscle that changes his stance. His eyes shift from a worried expression to calm and collected, almost confident.\r \n\r \nMy eyes flick to the ring on his finger that he's flexing. \"Is that a magic ring?\" I ask with intrigue.\r \n\r \nHis eyes dart to me with a hungry look, and a smile plays onto his face. His deep rumbling voice starts to sound in the kitchen.\r \n\r \n\"Indeed it is Clare, I will say it took me a while to find one that surpassed your own power\" he said.\r \n\r \nHe's never spoken to her like this before. His voice is so confident it's almost, erotic. Already she could feel wetness between her legs at the sudden change of air in the room, it terrified and excited her. He furthered it by taking a step towards her.\r \n\r \n\"Clare be a good neighbor if you please, and greet your guest properly\" his voice was smooth and blew gently over me in a warm hug.\r \n\r \nShe started to also step towards him, she couldn't stop it. She started to try and reason in her head on what it could be. It could have one or multiple enchantments, she will need to be smart about all this. Clare will not be controlled like this. That's when she got a wicked idea, she allowed herself to step up to him and place her delicate hands on his chest and gave him a lustful smile.\r \n\r \n\"And how should a proper host greet her guest? Please I need to know.\" She said coyly, making sure her expression read that he was in control.\r \n\r \nHis face changed a bit at that response, he's not very experienced in domination magic it seems, typical since she's never seen him even perform a hint of magic, only studied theory on his little machines at his home. She saw them often enough when she brought him baked goods and meals every once in a while.\r \n\r \nShe loved this little experiment game, seeing his reactions turning to slight panic gave her a shiver of delight she hadn't expected. Of course she had wanted him already, but Clare thinks she'll play this game a little longer of being forced to obey just a little longer. She's never been spoken to like this and it is heavenly. For now though she'll test the limits of the ring.\r \n\r \nGram finally spoke. \"Please kneel...um...b-bitch\"\r \n\r \nIt's adorable how he's so nervous. Clare loves it when she can make them squirm, it's pretty easy to, especially since humans typically can't use magic in this way. It seems Gram might be a rare specimen indeed.\r \n\r \nClare slowly and erotically sank to her knees, resting her ass on her feet with her thighs spread apart. Her eyes look up at Gram questioningly, involuntarily breathing heavily onto his pants.\r \n\r \n\"And what now my special 'guest'. How else can I greet you properly?\" She internally and externally smiled to herself.\r \n\r \nGram gulped a bit but dropped his shoulders and relaxed. \"Well why don't you open up my pants for me, I think that'll be good to start.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After dying a shy (virgin) girl agrees to a so-called 'deity's' bargain to be reborn in a fantasy world. That bit was 100% legitimate; said deity being a sex goddess trying to tip the balance between sex and prudes in her world was conveniently not mentioned | [
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"content": "Sarai squirmed nervously in her seat while the preacher rambled on.\n\n\"We know not the day nor the hour of our deliverance,\" he bellowed from the pulpit. \"She will come, a fair maiden in the night, send to free us from the bonds of shame. With fire in her breast and nectar on her lips we will know her by her cries in the night.\"\n\nShe didn't understand how everyone else could sit so still. She felt herself getting wet, the damp, slippery feeling she *often* got when thinking about the Lady of the Prophecy. A cold sweat consumed her as the preacher continued.\n\n\"Prepare! Ready your beds to receiver her! Let not your hearts be faint nor your loins grow cold. Prepare ye a place to bed your blessed lady, for the hour of your deliverance is nigh. She comes to usher in a new age of balance and prosperity!\"\n\nThe sermon was nearly over but she couldn't wait. She quietly excused herself and shimmied her way out of the church, acutely aware of the slick moisture between her legs with every step she took. She ran around to the back of the church and lifted her dress, reaching down with one hand and relishing in the smooth, slippery features of her forbidden lady parts. She ran her fingers along her slit, feeling every delicate fold of her pussy with her eager fingers. Bringing her hand to her face she sucked on one of her fingers, closing her eyes and delighting in her own sweet nectar.\n\nShe resumed touching herself, rubbing herself sensually and softly moaning as the lights of delight began illuminating her loins. Suddenly her best friend, Allison rounded the corner and yelped. Sarai threw her skirt down and jumped, silencing a scream with the hand that was already over her mouth.\n\n\"By the goddess!\" Allison breathed. \"You'll lose your soul for that!\"\n\n\"I know,\" Sarah said, grinning. \"But I don't care. I just feels... *right*. And *good.* Oh so good.\"\n\n\"Hush!\" her friend said, laughing. \"Shame on you! Much shame!\" She came and leaned against both Sarai and the wall of the church, leaning her head in close. \"What's it like though?\" she whispered.\n\n\"Oh Allison,\" Sarai gasped. \"You *really* must try it.\"\n\n\"Oh I couldn't possibly,\" she said, looking down.\n\n\"Let me do it to you then,\" Sarai pleaded. \"Just once. I *swear* you'll love it!\"\n\nAllison elbowed Sarai playfully. \"Never!\" She exclaimed. \"I won't have you bringing me down with you!\"\n\nThey laughed a moment, then stared off at the field behind the church.\n\n\"Why did you get up and leave the sermon early?\" Allison asked. \"Do you not believe in the Lady of the Prophecy?\"\n\n\"I don't know what I believe, but every time she's brought up my flower leaks enough nectar to feed a thousand humming birds. I just *had* to get up and do something about it!\"\n\nAllison rolled her eyes. \"You are going to be the end of me,\" she said, sighing. \"Cease your tempting!\" She chuckled to herself, shaking her head. \"What are we doing for your birthday?\" she asked.\n\n\"I don't know,\" Sarai said.\n\n\"But it's today!\" her friend cried. \"And it's your coming of age celebration!\"\n\nSarai shook her head and shrugged. \"Coming of age...\" She scoffed. \"So what? I still have to wait for a suitable match. My father grows desperate. No man wants the girl who...\" She trailed off.\n\n\"Look, it was a long time ago. Kids will be kids. Surely *someone* will understand that's not who you are.\"\n\n\"But it *is* who I am Allison! I was curious then and I'm still curious now! I don't want some dull marriage where we sleep in the same bed once a year. I want *love*, real love. I want *pleasure*!\"\n\n\"Shhhh!\" Allison hushed her and looked around. \"The goddess will *surely* curse you!\"\n\nSarai rolled her eyes and pushed off the wall. \"I'm going home,\" she announced.\n\n\"I'll come with you,\" Allison said. \"We need to do *something* to celebrate.\"\n\nThey ran all the way to Sarai's family home. Church wasn't quite over yet so they arrived before anyone else. Sarai playfully threw herself on the Lady's bed, piously displayed in a prominent corner of the living room.\n\n\"Sarai!\" Allison cried. \"Are you *trying* to get struck down today? That bed is reserved for the Lady of the Prophecy!\"\n\n\"I know!\" Sarai said, \"But I don't see her using it, do you? It's the most comfortable piece of furniture in the house and it's my birthday, I'm going to sit on it.\"\n\n\"Please,\" Allison pleaded. \"I'm worried. Sincerely. What if we *are* struck down for your imprudence?\"\n\n\"Allis...\" But Sarai froze. A brilliant light began to fill the room. Allison quickly turned to face the center of the room where the outline of a figure could just barely be seen. They both squinted and shielded their eyes with their hands until the light dimmed a little and they could see.\n\nA gorgeous woman was standing in the center of the room wearing absolutely nothing. Allison looked away but Sarai locked eyes with her.\n\n\"Sarai,\" the woman said. \"Do you know who I am?\"\n\n\"The Goddess,\" she whispered.\n\n\"Right,\" she said, clearing her throat. \"Look, do you remember *anything* that we talked about before?\"\n\n\"Before?\" Sarai asked.\n\n\"Geez, OK,\" she said, walking over to the bed where Sarai sat. She flopped down on it and leaned back against the wall. \"Well you're here because we need to teach these people to lighten up a little. They have sex once a year. Your job is to teach them how to fuck, like *really* fuck. I mean, I want you to teach them some really kinky shit and show them how it's *done*, you know? They need to learn to enjoy it, celebrate their bodies, enjoy the pleasures of making each other cum.\"\n\nAllison was hyperventilating. Sarai ran over to her and put her arm around her back while Allison stuck her head between her knees.\n\n\"I don't understand,\" Sarai said. \"Didn't you give them shame for a reason?\"\n\n\"Hell no!\" The Goddess cried. \"They seriously twisted some things I said *a long* time ago. Honestly I've tried clarifying but they just don't seem to get it. So I hired you to come open their eyes to the pleasures of sex.\"\n\nAllison was trying to say something. \"Prophecy,\" she huffed. She gasped and tried again. \"The prophecy,\" she took another heaving breath.\n\n\"Sure,\" the Goddess said offhandedly. \"Yeah, I told a few people you'd be coming. Whatever. It's up to you to teach these stiffs how to enjoy their bodies. And you can start with *that* one.\" She gestured at Allison with a nod.\n\nSarai held her friend and stared at the glowing naked woman slouching against the wall, sprawled out on the holy bed reserved for the Lady of the Prophecy.\n\n\"So,\" the Goddess said expectantly. \"Are we good? Any questions?\"\n\n\"What am I supposed to do?\" Sarai asked after some thought.\n\n\"Just give in to those cravings you've felt your whole life. Show them how to use these extra beds they've all got in their houses. Fuck their brains out. Go down on them. Show them how to spank their monkeys and flick their beans. Show them what a *real* orgasm looks like. You think you can handle that?\"\n\nSarai nodded.\n\n\"Good.\" She took a deep breath. \"I hope it works.\" She looked at them blankly for a minute. \"Uh, you might want to close your eyes. It gets bright when I come and go. Interdimensional travel stuff I guess. I dunno.\"\n\nSarai closed her eyes and held up her arm while the room glowed brighter than the sun.\n\nAllison was still catching her breath and Sarai was staring off into space. After a long time had passed, Allison finally stood up and looked at her childhood best friend. \"Oh. My. Goddess.\"\n\nSarai laughed. \"No, I'm not the goddess.\"\n\n\"I know,\" she said. \"But you *are* the *actual* Lady of the Prophecy. This is *it*. Generations of our people have been waiting for you to come and deliver us from shame. Suddenly it all makes sense.\" She ran over to the bed and sat down. \"OK,\" she said. \"Show me.\"\n\n\"Show you?\"\n\n\"Yeah! You've been trying to show me what it feels like. Show me.\"\n\nAllison's heart started racing. *This is it,* she realized. *I have permission from the goddess herself to defy hundreds of years of taboos.* She walked over to her friend. \"Shouldn't we figure out how to convince people that I'm *really* the Lady of the Prophecy first? I mean, who will believe us?\"\n\n\"Start with me,\" she urged. \"Make *me* a believer.\"\n\nSarai smiled and got on her knees in front of her friend. \"OK,\" she said. \"Spread your knees, lift up your skirt, and brace yourself.\"\n\nHer friend did as she was told. Sarai leaned in close and breathed in deeply. It smelled slightly different from her own smell, but it was still sweet and it turned her on. She kissed around the soft, fleshy area surrounding her friend's delicate slit and her friend shuddered, breathing heavily. She traced up and down the slit, gently parting it with the tip of her tongue before diving in, feeling her tongue running between the folds, her friend's juices tantalizing her taste buds with bright, beautiful flavors.\n\nShe reached down and started touching herself while her tongue danced around her friend's clit. Allison gasped and grabbed a handful of Sarai's hair, pulling her in closer. Sarai laughed and reached both hands behind her friend, grabbing her butt and pulling her in as well. She massaged the clit directly, sending her friend into a flurry of shudders and whimpers. One of her legs shook violently as the pleasure tingles began to radiate out from her groin. Allison screamed and gasped as her whole body tensed up in reaction to the sudden release of delight in every part of her body. Her eyes bulged and she trembled everywhere as pure pleasure gushed out through Sarai's tongue into Allison's whole being.\n\nThe door opened and Sarai's family walked in. Her father stood in the doorway, shocked. Her mother peeked out from behind her father and gasped. Sarai quickly stood up and Allison collapsed onto the bed, panting.\n\n\"We should have asked the goddess how to prove what happened,\" Sarai growled through a clenched jaw.\n\n\"I'm good,\" Allison said, two octaves too high. \"I've got my proof.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Cheerleader distracts opposing teams star player in order for her team to have a chance of winning by dragging him into a janitor's closet during a break in the game | [
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"content": "Brittany had a mouth on her, a big mouth. She was only 4’11 and about 90 lbs, so the cheer team had her as a flyer. The bigger girls would toss her up and she’d make no bones about screaming the loudest, spreading her legs, and making herself the center of attention. \n\nAfter all, she was a senior now, and she’d just turned 18. In her mind, she was now legal and able to really do whatever she pleased. \n\nShe made that a point too: during some games, she wouldn’t even wear her bloomers. This was one of those games. \n\nThe other girls hated Brittany because her pussy was much tighter than the rest of them. Those base girls Nikki & Haley would talk in the locker room all the time about how jealous they were that Brittany got to fly AND show off to the crowds and players. They were a bit self conscious from staring at Brittany’s pussy all night. Sometimes it even dripped. \n\nBut That’s what Brittany liked. She knew she had the power. And she knew she needed to use it on number 3. He was scoring left and right and her team would lose if he kept going. \n\nHalftime was her chance. She adjusted her short skirt, set down her Pom poms and made her move. One flash of her perky little teen tits was all it took. They moved to the adjacent closet. \n\nBrittany could feel her tight hole start to drip and open like a butterfly when he picked her up. He sprawled her on the waist high table, pulled up her skirt, and spread her legs revealing her perfectly shaven, pink cheerleading pussy. Her white sneakers were still on, though now they were hoisted up on number 3’s shoulder pads. \n\nHe was fast and rough and raw. Just how she liked it. He groped her little tits hard and slung her tight, cheerleader waist wherever he wanted with ease. \n\nFinally, after Brittany came to a climax, moaning louder and louder, it happened: he dumped everything deep inside her. \n\n“Thanks, he said with a grin and a wink” as he walked out towards the locker room. \n\nBrittany went back to being a flyer for the second half, pleased that her team would now have a fighting chance. \n\nWith Brittany, still pumped full, back twirling and flying, high above the other girls, the whole cheer squad got to help their team win the game. ❤️"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI] Bully thinks he's hot shit, but his youthful stamina is nowhere near enough to match a bored housewife's pure, unadulterated horny. He finds himself begging for mercy, while she begs for more. | [
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"content": "As Diane's orgasm subsided, she looked down at Zach, her eyes narrowing as she admired his willingness to submit to her demands. She couldn't help but feel a shiver of satisfaction run down her spine as she looked at him, still lying there with his cock throbbing and his face flushed from their activities.\n\n\"You know,\" she said, her voice dripping with myrth, \"I was starting to think you were going to lose your hard-on for me.\"\n\nZach's eyes met hers, and he knew she was teasing him, but he didn't care. He was still buzzing from their sexual encounter, and he couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement run down his spine at her words.\n\n\"I wouldn't let you down,\" he said, his voice firm. \"I told you I wanted this, and I meant it.\"\n\nDiane laughed, her hands on her hips as she looked down at him. \"Alright, Zachary,\" she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. \"Since you're so determined to please me, I have an idea that might help you keep that hard-on of yours.\"\n\nShe reached over to her nightstand and grabbed a long, slender buttplug, holding it up for him to see. \"This,\" she explained, \"is going to help you stay hard through all of this\"\n\nZach raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the idea. \"What is it?\" he asked, his curiosity piqued.\n\nDiane smiled wickedly, her eyes glinting with amusement. \"It's a buttplug, Zachary. And it's going to help you stay hard and in control throughout our little adventure.\"\n\nShe inserted the slim endinto his ass, making him moan as the sensation of it filling him up was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, until the wide base was all that was left showing.\n\n\"Fuck!\" he gasped, his eyes wide as he felt the plug inside him. \"That feels... amazing.\"\n\nDiane chuckled, her hands on her hips as she watched him react to the sensation. \"I knew you'd like it,\" she said, her voice filled with satisfaction. \n\nShe knew she had him just where she wanted him, and she smirked as she finally allowed herself to enjoy the feeling of being in control.\n\n\"You can start licking my asshole,\" she said, her voice commanding. \"But make sure you go slow, and take your time with it.\" She looked down at him as he complied, his tongue pressing against her sensitive flesh. \"That's it,\" she whispered, her voice growing more demanding. \"Take your time, and don't forget to use the tip. I want to feel what you do there\"\n\nDiane couldn't help but feel the sensations of her ass being played with, her body tense as she watched his face as he took her in. She knew he was learning, and she wanted to be sure she was getting her money's worth. Diane watched as Zach's tongue moved against her asshole, her body tense as she felt the sensation of his mouth on her most intimate of places. She knew she was playing with fire, and she couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she thought about what she was about to do next.\n\n\"Zachary,\" she said, her voice low and full of authority. \"I have something else for us to try.\" She reached over to her nightstand once more, this time grabbing a strap-on harness with a double ended dildo attached. The sight of it made him gasp, and Diane could see the fear and excitement in Zach's eyes as he looked at the device.\n\n\"What is that?\" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.\n\nDiane chuckled, her hands on her hips as she looked down at him. \"This, Zachary, is something else entirely,\" she said, her voice filled with anticipation. \"And I think it's time we take things to the next level.\" As Diane secured the strap-on harness around her waist, she could feel the weight of the inner dong filling her canal, the larger outer dildo pressing against her pelvis. She looked down at Zach, her eyes filled with determination, and she knew she had made the right decision in bringing this out.\n\n\"Are you ready for this, Zachary?\" she asked, her voice firm and commanding. \"Because I'm going to fuck your ass with this strap-on, and I want you to know what I'm capable of.\"\n\nZach's eyes met hers, and he nodded, his voice barely a whisper. \"Yes, ma'am.\"\n\nWith that, Diane positioned herself over him, the long, thick phallus pressing against his ass as she lowered herself onto him. Zach gasped, the sensation of the dildo entering his ass sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. He moaned, his hands gripping the sheets as he felt Diane begin to move, her hips pounding into his as she fucked him with the strap-on.\n\n\"Fuck, mmmfffuuuuck, FUCK!\" he whimpered, his eyes closed as he tried to focus on the sensations coursing through his body. \"Please, don't stop.\"\n\nDiane clucked her tongue, her breath hot against Zach's ear as she continued to thrust her hips forward. \"Is that what you want, Zachary?\" she asked, her voice low and seductive. \"For me to keep going?\"\n\nZach nodded, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the orgasm building inside him. \"Yes, ma'am,\" he whispered, his voice barely audible. \"Please, I need to come.\"\n\nDiane smiled, her grip on his hips tightening as she picked up the pace. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Zach's back as she rode him hard. \"Come for me, Zachary,\" she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. \"Let go, and give yourself over to me.\"\n\nWith that, Zach let go, his entire body shuddering as he came with a cry of pleasure. Diane felt his ass clench around the dildo, and she knew he was hers, completely and utterly. She rode him through his orgasm, her own climax hitting her like a wave, her cries of pleasure mingling with his.\n\nWhen they finally decended from cumming, Diane pulled out of him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looked down at Zach, her heart racing as she saw the love and fear in his eyes.\n\nHer eyes dark and determined, she reached into her drawer and pulled out a pair of handcuffs and a chinstrap dildo. The sight of the devices sent a shiver through him, and he knew that whatever was about to happen next would be far more intense than anything they had experienced so far.\n\n\"Zachary,\" she said, her voice low and dark. \"We're not done yet.\"\n\nShe reached down and cuffed his wrists together through the headboard, the cold metal biting into his skin. He could feel the fear and anticipation building inside him. \"What are you going to do to me, Diane?\" he asked, his voice trembling as he looked up at her.\n\nDiane chuckled, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust and sadism. \"You'll see, Zachary,\" she said, her voice firm. \"And when I'm done with you, you'll be mine.\""
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"content": "Pete's image hovered in the corner of her field of view, requesting a call. She accepted.\n\n\"What the hell are you doing?\" he demanded. \"You know this is a one way street if you're chosen, right?\"\n\n\"I don't know what you're talking about,\" she hummed innocently. She looked past his image and saw her train pulling in. She stepped forward and boarded, taking a far window seat so she could look out the window. She pressed her face the thin transparent barrier between her and the outside world. The city seemed so far a way, with only a few of the tallest skyscrapers rising to the same height as the train platform.\n\nPete sighed. \"Come on, you know *exactly* what I'm talking about.\"\n\nShe raised her eyebrows. \"Aren't the applications supposed to be private?\"\n\n\"For heaven's sake!\" he cried. \"You know I *work* in the prescreening department.\"\n\n\"I thought they didn't let you screen applications for your relatives.\" She scowled. The train slowly began to glide forward with an imperceptible acceleration.\n\nHe glared at her. \"I *didn't* screen your application. A friend of mine told me about it.\"\n\n\"What do you care?\" She asked. \"We don't even talk.\"\n\n\"But I'm *still* your brother, and I do *not* approve.\"\n\n\"Well anyone else *would* approve. If I'm selected...\"\n\n\"That's a *big* if!\" he interjected. \"If you're *not* selected you're *ruined*.\"\n\n\"I'm already ruined!\" she whined. \"I'm *thirty*. I'm an old maid.\"\n\n\"When was the last time you went out on a date?\"\n\nShe glared at him. \"That's none of your business.\"\n\n\"Come *on*,\" he begged. \"It's not too late. Say the word and I'll have your application pulled before it's done processing.\"\n\n\"No,\" she said. \"And I'm hanging up now.\"\n\n\"Wait!\" he cried. \"Please, just hear me out. If you're rejected *nobody* will hire you for *anything*. Nobody will want to date you. Please just consider pulling out before it's too late.\"\n\n\"That's not true,\" she said defiantly. \"There is a *very* healthy job market for the rejects.\"\n\n\"Really?\" he said sarcastically. \"Prostitution? You consider that a valid career path?\"\n\n\"At this point, yes.\" She sighed. \"Look, I'm tired. I'm tired of dating. I'm tired of being single. I'm even tired of working a *regular* job. I'll take my chances if it means I can leave all of this behind and just move *on* with my life.\"\n\nHe looked at her for a long time, searching her eyes, his face full of concern. \"Alright,\" he said with resignation. \"Well, good luck I guess.\" His image vanished and she closed her eyes.\n\n*Oh,* she sighed internally. *To be owned... To just belong to someone else, never to worry ever again about food or shelter or clothing or bills or dating.* She'd done her research. She knew who the winning bidders usually were. The vast majority of them were powerful business owners, world leaders, and high class elites. Some were famous athletes, influencers, and actors. Of course, the cases that made the news involved crime lords and wealthy sexual deviants. But by her count those represented fewer than one percent of all sales. The majority of those auctioned when on to live a better life.\n\nShe had learned in history classes that people being sold as property was once considered a terrible practice. But her whole *life* she had watched the public auctions online and seen the respect and value attributed to the women who became someone's property. They were seen as living *above* the confines and problems of society. They were well cared for, honored household fixtures.\n\nSmiling, she recalled a time she'd been invited to a friend's home. It was her first time seeing one of these magnificent pieces of property. She moved with such grace and dignity, her clean, curvy body displayed with such pride. She was the centerpiece of their home, a furnishing that commanded awe and respect. Her smile was radiant and her touch was gentle.\n\nIndeed, though submitting the application had been an afterthought, she realized that the idea had always been in the back of her mind.\n\nShe felt giddy inside as the train slipped through the air at supersonic speeds as though rocketing her toward a brilliant future.\n\n***\n\nThat evening she couldn't bring herself to do much. She nervously checked her messages, sometimes multiple times a minute. She knew it would show up as a new message automatically, but she couldn't help but worry that it would *somehow* land in her inbox without triggering the notification. So, obsessively, she opened the messages app twenty one times in the space of ten minutes before realizing she needed a distraction.\n\nShe immediately thought back to the conversation with her brother, and couldn't stop thinking about calling him back. So, almost impulsively, she dialed him.\n\nHe picked up immediately. \"Hey! Did you want to pull your application?\"\n\n\"No,\" she said, half disgusted. \"I'm just feeling a little nervous about it and I couldn't think of anyone else to talk to.\"\n\nHe stared at her in shock for a moment. \"And you *don't* want to pull the application?\"\n\n\"How long do they take to process? Isn't it too late anyway?\"\n\nHe checked the time. \"I suppose you're right. You could actually hear from them any minute now.\" His eyes darted around as he composed a message. \"I just asked my friend if he could sneak me an update on your application's status.\"\n\n\"OMG THANK YOU!\" she cried, smiling. She paused and searched his face. \"Pete, why didn't we talk more over the last ten years?\"\n\nHe looked down. \"I don't know,\" he said. \"I blame myself. I just wasn't good at reaching out I guess.\"\n\n\"It's not your fault,\" she said warmly. \"I didn't make an effort either.\"\n\n\"Yeah, but frankly even if you'd called I might not have answered. I was busy with my career and family, and I guess I felt guilty about leaving home so early. I felt like I should have been there for you after...\" He trailed off.\n\n\"It's OK,\" she said. \"I understood at the time. I never even once considered that you should have been there.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Thanks sis. I really appreciate that.\"\n\n\"Plus, you're here for me now, right?\" She grinned nervously.\n\n\"So,\" he said. \"What...\" But he was cut off by her screaming.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Naked and lost, Lana had no other choice but to wonder in the roadside motel looking for shelter… | [
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"content": "An hour ago she had been happy to find the road. An hour before that, she was just happy to be alive. But her spirits were quickly falling. Her feet were raw and she was getting tired. No cars had driven by in the entire hour she'd been following the road, and there were no signs of civilization *except* for the lonely, dark road.\n\nShe looked up at the cloudy night sky and took a deep, concerned breath. The cold night air whipped up and blew right through her, chilling her to the core. She shivered uncontrollably and wished she had *something* to wear.\n\nHolding herself tightly she trudged on, replaying the events of the evening in her mind with a twitch in her eye. In hind sight, she realized that taking a job as a nude model from an internet stranger was a bad idea, but she'd been desperate for money, and he promised to pay well. *Should have requested the money up front,* she realized. He'd seemed so nice. He was quiet and gentle and when he asked if they could take the photos out in the woods, somehow she concluded that was a *safer* option than doing it at his house. Of course, letting him drive had *not* been safer in any way, and when he'd tried to force himself on her all she could do was flee into the woods.\n\nShe felt stupid. Absurdly stupid. *Profoundly* stupid. Being just barely eighteen, she felt she could give herself a *little* bit of a pass, but she knew how lucky she was to be alive, and she didn't intend to waste this second chance. Then again, she was beginning she might wind up dying of exposure out on a long, dark freeway in the middle of nowhere.\n\nTears welled up in her eyes. She'd never felt so alone and helpless. She looked up at the sky again, wishing she could at least see the stars, but instead a raindrop landed on her cheekbone. She deflated completely and considered collapsing in the ditch along the side of the road. Another drop hit the top of her head and tears began to flow. Soon she was soaked, water streaming down her body, dripping from her elbows, drenching her hair. She balled hysterically, her shoulders heaving as she gasped and wailed. She bent her knees and hunched over, waiting for just one more reason to give up and drop to the ground.\n\nThrough blurry eyes she looked forward along the road one more time, not sure what she was looking for. Through the rippling tears and raindrops she thought she saw a light glowing up ahead. It was illuminating the falling rain just above the horizon.\n\nShe took a deep breath and decided she'd keep walking. One step after another, her tender feet carried her onward toward the faint light on the horizon. Twenty minutes later the top of a sign emerged, still too blurry in the rain. Half an hour later and she could tell it was a motel. Finally, after an eternity, wondering if she was even still alive, she stepped onto a smooth sidewalk and stared at the glowing lights radiating from the motel office windows.\n\nHer legs felt weak. She wanted to collapse. When she arrived at the office door her knees buckled and she nearly fell to the ground, only barely managing to catch herself on the door. Her hair was plastered to her face and back. Her right foot left hints of blood in the puddles she dragged inside. She shook and trembled while looking around. There was nobody.\n\nShe dragged herself to the counter and rang the service bell. Behind the counter a man in a cot grunted. He farted as he rolled onto his butt and swung his stubby legs off the edge of the uncomfortable bed. He slid to the ground and reached back into his shorts, digging his fingers into the depths of his profound, sweaty ass crack. He pulled them out and sniffed them as he waddled to the front desk, his eyes still half closed.\n\n\"What?\" he growled.\n\nHer teeth chattered and her voice vibrated as she tried to speak, but she couldn't form words.\n\nThe man behind the counter yawned, filling the air with the vile odors of a putrid mouth, then he grew impatient. \"What do you want?\" he demanded. Rubbing his eyes. When he opened them he farted again and nearly dropped his jaw to the floor. His eyes bulged and he suddenly seemed *very* awake.\n\n\"Oh,\" he said, startled. \"Do you need a room?\" He stared, everywhere but her face, and drool began to leak from the corner of his wide mouth.\n\nShe nodded, though the gesture was nearly lost in the way her whole body was shaking.\n\n\"Do you, uh, have any ID, or any way to pay?\"\n\nShe shook her head, tears forming in her eyes again.\n\n\"Well,\" he said, looking back at his cot. \"I, uh, could let you stay one night... but...\" He feasted on her with hungry eyes.\n\nShe looked up at him expectantly, still shivering violently.\n\n\"Well, I'd expect *some* kind of payment from you.\" He waited. She couldn't even focus her eyes on him. \"You can share a bed with me, for warmth,\" he began, \"and...\"\n\nAn additional layer of shaking overtook her body as she realized what he was proposing. *I'd rather die,* she thought, having already decided it was a real possibility. She stumbled backward and shook her head, tears streaming down her face again.\n\nSuddenly the door to the office flew open. A man had been getting something from his car when he spotted the naked girl in the office. Remembering the sleazy man behind the counter, he rushed to see what was going on. Just as he entered her knees gave out and she fell to the ground. He dove, trying to at least catch her head to prevent injury. He landed hard on his hip but he was cradling her drenched head in his lap, his heart racing.\n\nThe troll behind the counter sneered at the man and turned to climb back into the cot, grunting as he did.\n\nThe man took off his jacket and draped it over the girl's shoulders. He helped her to her feet but she just collapsed again into his arms, so he scooped her up, hooking an arm behind her knees, and cradled her close to his chest. He carefully maneuvered her out into the rainy night again and ran with her across the parking lot. Once in his room he turned the heater on high and laid her in his bed. He began to fill the tub with hot water and wrapped her in towels to dry her off.\n\nOnce the bath was full he carried her into the bathroom. She was still shaking and incoherent. He lowered her into the water carefully and watched to make sure her head didn't slip under the water.\n\nThe man was, himself, the father of a teenage girl. He could tell this mystery girl was older than his daughter, but not by much. Her breasts were small and perky, but they still floated a little in the water. Her pussy was smooth and cute, and he found he had a hard time peeling his eyes away. It felt strange to him, lusting after this perfect goddess of a stranger, but he'd been alone for so many years he'd forgotten what it felt like to touch a woman's skin.\n\nHe had a good heart though, and wasn't about to take advantage of such a helpless girl. He was filled with compassion and he reached into the tub to take one of her hands in his. He felt her muscles relax as she wrapped her fingers around his hand and her shivering slowly subsided.\n\nFinally her eyes could focus and she looked up at the man. The way he looked at her simultaneously made her feel safe, and made her feel beautiful. She could feel a great sense of caring and concern emanating from his eyes, but she could also feel how lonely he was. Her jaw still shuddered as she tried to form words, but with some effort she was able to say, \"thank you,\" and offer a weak smile.\n\n\"Are you OK to be left alone?\" he asked. \"I wanted to stay to make sure you didn't slip under the water.\"\n\n\"Can you stay?\" she asked slowly.\n\n\"Well,\" he said. \"I need to go take care of something really quick. If you'll be alright for a minute, I'll be right back.\"\n\nShe nodded and he patted her hand before getting up and walking out.\n\nThe warm water penetrated deep into her icy flesh. She took deep breaths, filling her lungs with hot steam in an effort to warm her body from the inside out.\n\nTrue to his word, in a few moments he returned. He dangled a key from his hand and smiled. \"I got you a room,\" he said. \"It's right next door to mine in case you need anything.\"\n\nShe smiled. \"Thank you.\"\n\n\"You, uh, still want me to stay?\" He turned his body toward the door to leave.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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"content": "[Zedalla the Warrior Woman](https://yourimageshare.com/ib/zTVwdch7hA)\n\n\nThe sun beat down on Zedalla as they led to the staging area for the slave auction. She watched as the woman in front of her had the clothes cut from her body. The woman made a sound of surprise as her pale soft form was now available for public viewing. The slavers let out a small cheer as they knew she would bring them a good price.\n\nShe watched the woman ahead of her in the line get washed, inspected, and prodded. Zedalla felt a warmth beneath her loincloth. As a warrior of the Silver Antler barbarian tribe, she was used to walking around with most of her body on display, but it was never as some sex object. When they saw her sculpted muscles flex it wasn't arousal but fear her enemies felt. \n\nThe male slaver called her to the disrobing station. They decided against cutting her clothes away since she had some usable armor. Zedalla didn't move a muscle while they pulled off her chest plate, revealing her shapely breasts that glistened with sweat. Two hard brown nipples stood Defiant to the cool breeze that traveled through the staging area. Everyone in the area inhaled sharply as they took in her intimidating physique. They actually shook as they pulled her loincloth off.\n\n\"You're a rare beauty, barbarian.\" The slaver brushed her brown hair from Zedalla's face and hooked his finger on the back of her neck. His free hand explored her toned abs and followed the trail down. His fingers circled her clit before prodding in. The slaver gasped. \"So tight! My only regret is not keeping you for myself. I bet you fuck like a wild beast.\"\n\nZedalla fought the urge to smile at that. She was here to find the captured princess. Her mind wandered from her mission to envisioning what the penis of someone with a finger like this would look like.\n\n\"And she's wet!\" The slavers cheered. \"You're obviously no virgin but have you ever been with child?\"\n\n\"No.\" She looked away shyly. \n\n\"Have you laid with a woman?\" He asked while his fingers still proved. She was silent but her blush answered him. \"Oh? Several? What of the monsters?\"\n\nHe pinched her nipple and twisted until she answered. \"A minotaur! In the Forever Maze.\" She blurted out to avoid cumming in public. He withdrew his hands as the whole crew laughed at her. \n\nIt was going to prove hard to keep her mind alert on this mission. \n\n(More to come.)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A goddess slowly withering away due to no one being aware of her existence turns to the Internet to regain her divinity. | [
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"content": "\n\nOnce upon a time, in a land far away, there was a Goddess named Missionary. She ruled over all forms of missionary sex, what used to be the most common and beloved position among humans. Her power was great, and she was worshiped by many. However, as the years passed, people started to forget about her existence. They stopped saying \"Oh GOD!\" while pounding or being pounded while the woman lays flat on her back and the man slides home between her legs. Missionary's divine energy began to fade away.\n\nThey had all fallen to other positions, like Reverse Cowgirl, The Infinity Pool, The Wheelbarrow, Doggystyle, and others. Also, there seemed to be a surge of acts of depravity, such as ass licking, discreet and indiscreet handjobs, and even people pi.... well, shed call it watersports.\n\nFeeling desperate, she turned to the internet, hoping that it could help her regain her lost power. The new tool, Stabile Diffusion, allowed her to create millions of images of men and women going the horizontal mambo, each more sexy and lewd than the last.\n\nThe first few days passed by, and while there were some likes and comments on her images, nothing significant happened. She continued to create more, experimenting with different angles, positions, and even adding some light bondage and domination elements. But still, her power did not return.\n\nThen, one day, something changed. A young man stumbled upon one of her images while browsing the internet. He was immediately captivated by the raw passion and intimacy portrayed in the scene. He shared it with his friends, who in turn shared it with their friends, and so on, until the image spread like wildfire across the web.\n\nAs more people saw Missionary's work, they too were drawn into its allure. They began to search for more of her images, leading to a surge in traffic to her online gallery. Suddenly, people were talking about her again. They were discussing her art, debating the finer points of missionary sex, and even trying out some of her more daring positions in real life.\n\nMissionary watched with joy as her power began to return. She felt the divine energy flowing back through her veins as more and more people discovered her work. She continued to create, inspired by the love and adoration she was finally receiving again.\n\nEchoes of \"OH GOD! That's so good,\" and \"God, that's the spot, don't stop!\" filled the ether, reaching her ears with blissful, lustful joy.\n\nAnd so it continued, with Missionary's popularity skyrocketing. People from all corners of the globe began to worship her once again, revering her as the goddess of missionary sex. Her power grew stronger than ever before, and she knew that this time, it would never fade away. Missionary smiled, content knowing that she had found a way to regain her place in the hearts and bedrooms of mortals everywhere."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A person with a bad case of "slip of the tongue" moments can't stop saying sexy things out loud. | [
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"content": "\"Excuse me?\" She giggled.\n\n*Shit, not again!* I thought. *What did I say this time?*\n\n\"Uh, I could have sworn I said 'thank me later,' but I've been having such a weird day...\" I gave an apologetic half smile.\n\nMy extremely cute coworker, Ashley, winked at me. \"Yeah, that's *not* what you said. I think I'll take you up on your first offer sometime though.\"\n\nI watched her magnificent ass wobble as she left and I looked down at the project files she'd left me, a tiny bit of cool sweat on my brow.\n\n*All fucking day long,* I lamented. At least my dick seemed to be enjoying it as it slowly began to stiffen, wedged against my leg. I groaned as I realized at least half of the slipups had been with Ashley. \"You can ride me.\" I buried my face in my hands. \"With.\" Where was the word \"with\" when I needed it? Without missing a beat she'd said, \"sounds good,\" which had me wondering if she just knew what I meant or if she meant what *I* said. Now, with the spanking talk, I was beginning to suspect she thought I was hitting on her, and it made me feel short of breath.\n\nBecause she was *receptive* to the idea.\n\nIt felt like a vicious cycle. The more of these inadvertent slipups I had, the more my mind drifted toward inappropriate thoughts.\n\nMy computer chimed. Incoming mail from Ashley. *Already?* I opened the message. It was a series of screenshots for a page layout. My heart jumped when I heard her behind me.\n\n\"What do you think of the new layout designs?\" she asked, leaning against my cubicle wall.\n\nI turned around and looked up at her. \"You look great,\" I said. My eyes bulged. \"I mean, they look great.\"\n\nShe smiled. \"You still driving me later?\"\n\nI stared at her.\n\n\"You said I could ride with you, right?\"\n\n\"Oh, right,\" I said. \"Yeah, for sure. I'd love you.\" I shook my head. \"I'd love that.\"\n\nShe snorted, stifling a laugh. Her eyes darted to the bulge in my pants and she lifted her eyebrows before turning to leave. She walked a little way off and I stared. I couldn't help myself. Her backside was mesmerizing. Suddenly she whipped around and her eyes locked with mine. I quickly gulped down the drool that had been pooling in my mouth. She laughed and walked back.\n\n\"What's going on with you today?\" she asked.\n\nI began to sweat. I felt it on my scalp, on my back, under my arms. Steam rose from my collar. \"Huh?\" I asked, dumbfounded. \"What about your bean? Uh, what do you mean?\"\n\nShe giggled. \"You keep saying things, like you're coming on to me.\" She peered at me playfully.\n\n\"What?\" My voice cracked. \"Oh, yeah, I mean, I've had a few nips on the tongue today, for sure.\" I stared at her. \"Slips. My tongue is slippery. Er...\" I grabbed my face and tried to pull it off.\n\n\"A few?\" she asked, smirking and holding back laughter. \"I keep coming back to see what else you'll say. It's *hilarious*.\"\n\n\"Oh,\" I moaned through my hands. \"It's so hard.\" I paused. \"I'm hard. *Fuck.* I mean it's hard *talking*, er I'm having a hard time *with* talking.\" I doubled over, putting my covered face between my knees.\n\nShe let out a belly laugh and covered her mouth. \"I *thought* I saw something in your pants earlier,\" she said, teasing me.\n\n\"Fuck me,\" I muttered, my words muffled by my hands.\n\n\"Maybe later,\" she said. She turned to leave again and I felt winded.\n\nIt wasn't long before she was back. \"Hey,\" she said. \"Can you be ready to go sooner? I'm hungry and I thought maybe we could grab some food on the way.\"\n\nI turned to face her, a look of worry on my face. \"The things I've been saying... Are you *sure* you want to go down on me? *Shit.* Out with me? *Crap.* Are you sure...\"\n\nShe burst into laughter, her whole face beaming with amusement. Her eyes twinkled and she covered her mouth playfully. \"*Please* don't stop saying those things,\" she urged. \"You're making my whole day better.\"\n\nI sighed and rolled my eyes. \"I'm glad you're enjoying me. Er... I'm... Fuck it.\"\n\nShe laughed again as I stood and locked my computer. We walked out the front door and into the street where my car was parked along the side of the road. The sidewalk was bustling with people walking to and from their lunch destinations and when I held the car door open for Ashley I positioned my body to shield her from the thronging crowd. I pictured myself putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder as she lowered herself into the car, but my hand ended up on the small of her back. She looked up at me and reached around with her own hand, holding my hand in place, smiling.\n\n\"I see it's not just your tongue that's slipping, sir,\" she said slyly. She slid my hand a little lower until I had a handful of one of her ass cheeks. She gave my hand a playful slap and finished stepping into my car.\n\nMy heart was pounding as I closed the car door. I leaned against the car and let out a massive sigh, then looked down and saw her staring out the window at my crotch, where a massive boner was poking out against my pants. I quickly turned away and hurried around to the other side of the car to get in.\n\nI threw myself into the seat and adjusted the crotch of my pants, hoping to disguise the boner, but she was staring at it while I worked. I laughed nervously and she smiled deviously.\n\n\"So,\" I said. \"What do I feel like?\" I winced. \"What do *you* feel like *eating*? For lunch? Food?\"\n\nShe laughed and raised her eyebrows, her eyes darting to my cock and back to my face. \"How about something *meaty*?\" She winked.\n\n*Holy shit is she flirting now?* \"Uh...\" My mind raced. \"How about chicken? There's a Dick-fil-A around the corner... Fuck.\"\n\nShe exploded, snorting and guffawing until she couldn't breathe. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes and she gasped for breath while nodding in the affirmative. I drove, sweating profusely, to the restaurant and pulled into a parking lot. She wasn't done laughing and I didn't want to get in the drive-through until she could breathe.\n\nI put the car in park and turned off the engine, pulling down on my face in embarrassment. She was still cracking up, and she put her hand on my forearm, turning to face me. Through gasping breaths, she managed to ask, one agonizing word at a time, \"Do... you... *like*... me?\"\n\nI grimaced and gave a weak smile, then I nodded.\n\nShe took a series of belabored breaths and sniffled a few times, slowly calming down. Finally, she said, \"Good.\" She smiled and reached for my crotch, feeling my stiff boner still standing proud. She unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over, unzipped my pants, and wrestled my raging erection out into the open. Gently, she kissed the tip before sliding her mouth over it, her soft lips closing tightly around my shaft and stroking me beautifully.\n\nI groaned and put a hand on the back of her head, noting how soft and perfect her hair felt under my fingers. She bobbed her head enthusiastically and I felt her tongue swirling and dancing on the head, sending tingles through my entire cock. She moaned on my cock, the vibrations from her voice caressing me almost as well as her tongue, and before I knew it I was getting close.\n\nShe released me from her mouth and stroked me with a hand, bringing her face to mine. She smiled and kissed me, her tongue salty with my precum. Our tongues intertwined as she brought me closer and closer to orgasm. I jerked and twitched, whimpering through the kiss. I felt her lips pulling into a smile and she pulled back, pecked my lips one more time, then bent over to receive my load. She closed her lips over the tip and continued stroking with her hand, using her tongue to play with the sensitive bits.\n\nI arched my back and moaned, feeling myself beginning to pulse in her hand. I fired shot after shot while she sucked. I was trembling with pleasure while my cock twitched furiously. I gasped and cried out, \"holy *shit*\" several times, delivering a *very* healthy load into her eager mouth. She swallowed everything down and continued to milk me with long, squeezing upward strokes to get *everything* out, sucking hard and rubbing the tip, causing me to gasp several more times.\n\nWhen I let out a long sigh of relief she put me away, zipped up my pants, and stepped out of the car. She leaned over and looked at me. \"Well, I don't know about you, but *I'm* still hungry. Ready?\""
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"content": "Queen Irra walked through the crowd, head held high, ignoring the eyes on her, and the fact that thte light cotton dress she had been given to wear was as close to transparent as made no difference. Slowly, she walked down the aisle of the throne room, towards the throne that had once been hers. The crowd parted as she approached the dais. \n\nAnd there, on her throne, he sat. Morum. The king, the beast, the conqueror. Irra stopped at the dais, forcing him to rise and come to her, a small, pointless act of defiance. Morum rose from his throne. He looked very regal in his black and gold finery, Irra had to admit, and she swallowed nervously when she realized just how big he was. She had never been a particularly tall woman, but he towered over her. She was interrupted in her musings by Morum's hand, it was huge, strong and rough with swordsman's calluses, and it wrapped arond her slender, pale throat with ease. \n\nMorum smiled, a joyless, almost feral expression, as he pulled her against him, spinning her around and forcing her to face the crowd. He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. \n\n\"You know, when I was done with your sister, she moaned and shook like a twopenny whore. You think you can do better?\"\n\nThen, his free hand grabbed the front of her dress and simply tore it from her body. The fabric ripped from her, leaving her naked and exposed, her breasts, legs and womanhood on full display. Rage and shame burned on her cheeks, shame at her exposure, and rage at the crowd's reaction. Among people she had once counted as friends and allies, there was not a single look of compassion, or pity, or horror. No. What was plastered on their faces was glee, and lust, and schadenfreude.\n\nCheeks burning, Morum pulled Irra with him, casting aside the tattered shreds of her dress before sitting down on the throne with her on his lap. She could feel his manhood bulge in his britches, already aroused by her. Her tits were big enough to fill even his huge hands, and he pawed at them with enthusiasm, eagerly squeezing them and letting his fingers sink into the soft flesh. Irra squirmed in his grip as the burning heat moved from her cheeks, spreading throughout her body until....\n\nSMACK!\n\nHis hand came down on her tit, just hard enough to be noticed. She gasped at the sensation, pain and pleasure intermingling, before the hand grasped at her throat again. \n\n\"Sit still.\" Morum growled, as his rough fingers began to toy with her nipples, rolling and pinching them, before he pinched down and gave them a tug. Irra couldn't help herself. She screamed. Morum leaned in and whispered in her ear.\n\n\"Good girl.\"\n\nIrra felt a new warmth spread through her, a soft, gentle heat rather than the harsh, angry, shame-filled one. Why? She didn't have much time to ponder the implications, before Morum's hand moved again, this time down between her legs, running over her mound and stretching down towards her secret opening. Without thinking, Irra spread her legs, blushing furiously as realization set in, and she saw the response from the onlookers. The silent blush turned into a gasp as his fingers entered her, rough, callused pads on his fingertips rubbing against her g-spot. Jolts of pleasure, unbidden and unwanted, began to jolt through her, and she tensed up under his tough.\n\nMorum whispered in her ear, while his hands treated her body like a plaything. \"Cum for me.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: when she took him home he ripped her clothes and savagely fucked her raw without foreplay. His strength and speed were too much and he finished as she was going to catch up or climax. left dripping with cum and wet pussy she was mad at him, but he didn’t care. he knew she wanted more like that | [
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"content": "Abby and Evan stumbled up the steps to her apartment, tipsy laughter spilling from their lips. The city's muffled, late-night symphony of car horns and distant music faded behind them as Abby fumbled with her keys, the metallic click of the lock a threshold into something unknown yet tantalizing.\n\nShe led him into the dimly lit apartment, ambient city light pouring through the blinds and casting long, dancing shadows on the walls. The familiar scent of her home, a comforting mix of vanilla-scented candles and the faint traces of her perfume, seemed oddly electrifying with Evan's presence.\n\nHer bedroom was a sanctuary of soft colors and textures, filled with plush cushions and a welcoming king-sized bed that seemed to beckon them. She felt a shiver of excitement, her heart pounding in her chest as she dared to take control. She pulled her dress off over her head, her blonde hair cascading down around her bare shoulders. The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her lacy, already damp panties.\n\nEvan’s gaze held a hungry gleam, a predator's smirk on his lips as he took in the sight of her. He stalked towards her, pulling off his shirt to reveal a muscular torso, his pants soon following suit. His cock was already hard, and she couldn't help but swallow at the sight, arousal flooding her senses.\n\nHe joined her on the bed, the subtle shift and creak of the mattress under his weight making her heart flutter. His hands slid her panties down her legs, the cool air against her now bare skin making her shiver with anticipation. His touch was like a spark, shooting warmth through her veins as he trailed his fingers lightly against her cheek.\n\nThen, without warning, he thrust into her. His cock filled her, stretching her in a single stroke that stole her breath away. But there was no gentle exploration here, no slow build. He began to thrust, hard and fast, his strength a relentless force that left her clinging to the sheets, the soft cotton a stark contrast to the hard, brutal fucking she was receiving.\n\nShe gasped, her fingers digging into the mattress as he held her down, his hips pounding into hers with a rhythm that left her dizzy. She could feel her climax building, a wave ready to crash over her, but just as she was about to crest, he climaxed. He pulled out, his warm cum leaking from her pussy and staining the sheets below.\n\nFrustration surged in her, the denied climax leaving her feeling empty and unsatisfied. She glared at him, her breath shaky as she said, \"You didn't... I didn't...\"\n\nBut he simply laughed, a smug smirk on his face as he replied, \"That's what you wanted, isn't it? To be used?\"\n\nShe couldn't deny it. Despite the frustration, the ache between her legs was tinged with a desire for more. She wanted to be used, to be dominated, and in his arrogant, insensitive way, Evan had given her a taste of it.\n\n“I… yes.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When lightning strikes near you, sometimes you need to test your luck. Although, maybe it wasn’t that great of an idea in hindsight, when they strike you with a bolt of pure ecstasy… | [
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"content": "As I stood there, my heart racing with anticipation, the sky darkened and the air grew thick with the electric charge that preceded a storm. My eyes darted nervously towards the horizon as a flicker of lightning illuminated the sky, casting long shadows across the ground. I couldn't help but feel drawn to the raw power of nature.\n\nWithout thinking twice, I stepped out into the open, raising my arms towards the heavens as if to embrace the coming storm. The wind whipped around me, tugging at my clothes and sending strands of hair flying. And then, without warning, a bolt of lightning struck directly beside me, throwing me off my feet and sending waves of pure ecstasy coursing through my body.\n\nI lay there on the ground, panting heavily, unable to believe what had just happened. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced before - a powerful, overwhelming rush of pleasure that seemed to consume me from the inside out. It was as if every nerve ending in my body had been set ablaze, and I came so much the front of my pants were soaked and sticky. It left me aching for more. \n\nAnd so, I began my quest. From that day forward, whenever a thunderstorm rolled in, I would find myself drawn to its power, driven by an insatiable desire to relive that incredible sensation. I traveled the world, chasing storms and standing in their midst, my body trembling with anticipation as the electricity crackled around me.\n\nOf course, some people thought I was crazy. They warned me of the danger, told me to stay away from the lightning. But I couldn't listen to them. All I could think about was that first time, the way the electricity had coursed through my veins, setting my soul on fire.\n\nAnd so, here I am now, standing in the middle of a field, naked except for a pair of rubber gloves, my body covered in conductive gel. In my hand, I hold a massive metal pole, the tip glowing bright red as lightning strikes the end. With trembling fingers, I reach out and touch the tip of my cock, feeling the electricity surge through me as I come yet again, harder than ever before.\n\nAs the storm rages around me, I can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like to be truly alive."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You thought you just had a stomachache until you laid your first egg. And your second. And your third. And... | [
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"content": "I moaned and held my stomach. The hot bath wasn't helping.\n\n\"Hey hon,\" my partner leaned into the bathroom. \"How's it going? Any better?\"\n\nI shook my head and groaned.\n\n\"Babe I'm so sorry. You really think it's just bad period cramps?\"\n\nI shrugged. It felt... different. But I had no better explanation.\n\n\"Is there *anything* can do?\" he asked.\n\nI turned to look at him, trying to hide the pain in my eyes. I looked down at my belly, which looked a *little* bloated, and back to him. I smiled as warmly as I could. \"I think I'll be OK,\" I said. \"Thanks.\"\n\n\"Well, I'm going to go to the store for some chocolate ice cream. Can I get you anything else?\"\n\nI chuckled and it aggravated the cramp, causing me to wince. \"No,\" I sighed. \"Nothing else.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Love you babe. See you in a bit.\" He closed the door and I let out a big breath. I felt bad for not telling him about the contractions. My back and legs were killing me and the cramps were *obviously* not just cramps anymore. But there was *no way* I was pregnant.\n\nI clenched my jaw as another wave of painful contractions gripped me below my gut. Water splashed out of the tub as I braced myself and groaned. They were getting more frequent. I was beginning to feel a weighty fullness in my vaginal canal. It didn't make any sense. Aside from what I assumed was gassiness or period bloating, I was just as skinny and lean as I'd ever been.\n\nAfter a short respite it came again, this time harder and longer. I screamed, glad my partner was out of the house. My eyes bulged as I felt *something* being moved along inside me. A rush of mild relief washed over me as it cleared some tight opening inside of me and filled a more welcoming space. I squeezed my muscles, trying to see if I could push it out, but it wouldn't budge.\n\nJust a minute later my body seized up again and I cried out, pounding the sides of the tub with my fists and knees. I pushed, gasping and straining every muscle in my body, *trying* get whatever was inside of me *out*. A bright wave of sharp pain broke and a pleasurable sensation rushed out from my groin as something swelled and rolled out from between my legs.\n\nIt wobbled along the bottom of the tub. I gasped and my heart jumped. I leaned forward and saw a good sized egg bobbing along the floor under the water. I reached out for it, hoping for a closer look when I screamed and threw myself back against the tub again. Once more my nether region exploded and seized up. I pushed and gasped for air as another *egg* slid along toward the light. They weren't as large as a baby's head, so even in that moment I imagined it wasn't as bad as actual childbirth, but they were larger than the eggs I made for breakfast and they hurt like hell coming out.\n\nSweat poured down my brow as the second egg tumbled out followed by a dose of endorphins. My chest heaved. *If it was a pregnancy my boobs would have gotten bigger,* I reassured myself. I gazed down at the two eggs slowly knocking into each other and thought about reaching down for one but I was feeling exhausted. I reclined, hoping the ordeal was over.\n\nI was not so lucky.\n\nAgain I roared as the lower half of my body flew into a spastic rage, everything between my hips throwing a hellish tantrum while I pushed and heaved and began to hyperventilate. The third egg flew out with a little extra force, pushing the other two out of the way as it bobbed to a fast halt in the water, followed by thin wisps of blood and something like mucous.\n\nI collapsed against the back of the tub, panting. My hair was drenched with sweat and my mind was racing. *Eggs?* This had to be some kind of medical fluke, or perhaps a dream. I looked around for *any* evidence that I was dreaming, but before I could find anything I felt the tremors of yet *another* contraction.\n\nI wailed my way through it, feeling as though perhaps I was getting better at it. The fourth egg congregated with the others in a cloud of blood tendrils that slowly dissipated into the tub water. I briefly chuckled at the idea of bottling the water to sell it when a fifth contraction hit. They kept coming, one after another. I splashed water on my face to wash away the sweat. I quickly drained some of the water as it turned more and more red then turned on the faucet to fill it back up again.\n\nHalf an hour later I couldn't even rest my heels on the floor of the tub there were so many eggs. I had stopped counting. My body felt deflated and empty. I was *starving*. I wondered how they had all fit inside my petite frame without making me look fat. It certainly explained the stomach pains I'd had for a few days.\n\nFinally, after I was able to rest for a while, I picked one up. It was smooth and somewhere between white and flesh colored. The shell was hard and reminded me of fingernail, but with a little more texture. It was semi-translucent though I couldn't make out anything inside.\n\nI leaned back and closed my eyes, trying to figure out how this had happened. Then it hit me. *The dream.*\n\nI'd had a dream a few weeks earlier that something had slithered inside my pussy while I slept and ejaculated. It felt like such a real dream, but I had been *sure* it was just a dream.\n\n*Apparently not.*\n\nDeep in the house I heard the front door open and my heart jumped. *How on earth will I explain this?* I thought. Though I knew I needed to tell him. My head throbbed and I tried to get out of the tub, but I had absolutely no strength left, so I just leaned back and waited.\n\nThe bathroom door opened. I looked at him. His eyes darted to the eggs and back to me, widening. He said nothing.\n\n\"Remember that weird dream I told you about a few weeks ago?\" I asked.\n\nHe nodded, slowly.\n\n\"I don't think it was just a dream,\" I said.\n\nHe nodded.\n\n\"I don't know what to do,\" I said.\n\nHe nodded.\n\n\"Can you help me out of the tub?\" I held out a hand.\n\nHe nodded.\n\nI tried to get up and when he saw me struggling he snapped out of it. Eggs knocked against my feet as he took my hand and helped me up. I stepped out, pruny and cold, and he wrapped a towel around me. The muscles in my nether regions were sore and painful and I just wanted to lie down. I stumbled and he decided to carry me to the bed.\n\nHe laid me down and I quickly drifted off to sleep, my mind full of visions and dreams that left me sweating and trembling in my sleep."
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"content": "\"Oh, I'm not drinking,\" I insisted, half smiling.\n\nThe bartender shrugged. \"Well can I get you a soda? Water?\"\n\n\"Just a water would be great, thanks.\" I smiled the rest of the way and looked over at my friend, Jessica. Her long, curvy legs stuck out from under a dangerously high hem, more than a hint of ass cheek hanging out for good measure. I knew the front plunged just as deep as the back. Her little red dress was hardly even there. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at memories of going out with her over the years.\n\nShe had her arms around some drunk guy already. I checked the time. Five minutes since I sat down. That might be a new record for her. Of course, this was a new bar for her, and nobody here knew her reputation. I shook my head and smirked. *Poor guy.*\n\nI brought the glass to my lips and started to drink when someone slammed into me, spilling all the water down my thin white shirt. I gasped, the icy water instantly making my nipples poke out as I quickly grabbed my chest and gawked at the woman who'd bumped me. She looked started and shook her head mouthing, \"I'm so sorry,\" while voices around me erupted and cheered. I started to panic as several hands began lifting and pushing me. I suddenly found myself stumbling up on the bar, trying to catch my balance, looking down at a rowdy crowd who was staring up at me pumping their fists and hooting and hollering.\n\nI looked to the bartender who shrugged and pointed to a sign I hadn't seen. My pounding heart beat harder and faster as I read the sign. \"Any patron found to have a wet shirt must stand on the bar and begin a wet t-shirt contest. Them's the rules.\"\n\nI clasped my hands tighter around my chest and shook my head vigorously with wide, pleading eyes. Another girl in the bar yelled loudly and poured her beer down her own chest and the cheering grew louder as she was hoisted up onto the bar as well.\n\n*She* had a bra on. I didn't because I didn't need one. I wasn't busty. I had small, perky breasts and bras were uncomfortable.\n\nJessica turned and looked up at the bar and laughed so loud I could hear her over the boisterous crowd. She pointed up at me and leaned back to yell something in someone's ear. She looked around and grabbed someone's beer and splashed it onto her chest, cracking up as she was lifted and deposited onto the impromptu stage.\n\nI looked down and saw a handsome man leaning far across the bar yelling at the bartender. I tried to make out what he was saying. \"Hey,\" I heard him yell. \"I think this one's uncomfortable, can't we let her sit this one out?\" The bartender grinned and shook his head 'no' while the man looked up at me with apologetic eyes.\n\nI mouthed, \"thanks\" and shrugged my shoulders, still clasping my arms around my cold, soaked chest.\n\nA few more girls splashed themselves or poured water on their dresses, shirts, and even a blouse, and soon there were about eight of us up on the bar. I felt unsteady and ashamed while the crowd went crazy, chanting something I couldn't make out and pumping their fists in the air. The bartender grabbed a microphone from somewhere along the back wall and it squealed to life over the loud group of rowdy drunks. He tapped it a few times and the deafening pops got everyone's attention.\n\n\"Alright folks,\" he said. \"Looks like miss shy here has declared a wet t-shirt contest and a *few* of our contestants didn't get the 't-shirt' memo.\" Sloppy laughter boiled up from the saucy audience. I looked down and saw several eyes scanning the lineup, including several guys leaning over to get a better peek under Jessica's short dress. I knew she had panties on, but the harsh overhead lighting kept that a secret.\n\n\"Come on daisy dukes,\" he said, whacking my thigh with the back of his hand. I was, indeed, wearing short cut-off shorts. \"Let's see what you've got. Uncover them tiddies!\"\n\nI looked down. *All* eyes were on me. But... many of them couldn't even see straight. Some of the group was literally swaying about, knocking into their neighbors as they all crowded around the bar. *We're far from home, and I never have to come back here ever again.* I realized. *What the hell.* I uncovered and smiled. I looked down and admired myself, the cold hard nipples were poking out provocatively while my areolas looked far darker than usual under the wet, white shirt. My perky breasts were small by most standards, but I'd been told by some that they were the perfect cupping size.\n\nI turned my shoulders left and right letting everyone get a good look while my chest thumped visibly and my head spun wildly. Everyone cheered, but *nobody* cheered louder than Jessica, who was clapping and hollering and smiling so huge it hurt *my* face. Along the back wall I spotted the handsome concerned citizen, still looking worried, sitting on a bar stool and folding his arms.\n\nOne by one the bartender had us show off for the crowd. When he got to Jessica she playfully pulled her dress to the side to let one of her nipples slip and the crowd went *wild*. She laughed and covered up when the bartender announced that flashing was cheating and if she didn't behave she'd be disqualified.\n\nOnce everyone had been introduced as a competitor, the bartender said, \"alright, now we'll vote. When I point at each lady I want you to cheer loudest for the girl you're voting for. Whoever gets the loudest applause wins.\" He pulled out a device for measuring sound levels and I raised my eyebrows approvingly. *Wow, they're serious about this,* I realized.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A college sophomore drunkenly confesses to her sorority ‘sisters’ she LOVES the taste of cum. No really, she REALLY does! They don’t believe her. So to prove it, she has them tell all their boyfriends to cum in her mouth for the next week whenever they wanna jack off, and she’ll gladly swallow. | [
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"content": "\"You really like the taste of cum?\" Stacy asked, absolutely incredulous.\n\n\"I do!\" Jessica said, blushing. Ever since she had drunkenly confessed her love of swallowing last night, and said that sperm was \"yummy\", All of her sorority sisters had been in total disbelief.\n\nThe busty blonde was used to being the center of attention, being the tallest girl in the sorority at 6'1 and the bustiest by far at a 36 GG, but this was something entirely new. Madeleine Harper, Queen Bee of the house had decided that Jessica had to put her money where her mouth was, and for the next week, All of her sister's boyfriends and guy friends were going to be allowed to cum in Jessica's mouth whenever and wherever they wanted. She'd apparently expected Jessica to balk At the idea and back down, but Jessica had actually felt a little tingle of arousal in addition to a hungry rumbling in her tummy. One of the other girls had overheard, and the whole room had erupted into scandalous shrieks and tittering. Jessica blushed harder than she ever had in her life, but somehow that only turned her on that much more. She could literally feel herself salivating at the idea of guys cumming in her mouth all week.\n\nShe went to sleep that night with one hand down her panties and the other fondling her big breasts, stroking herself to a quiet climax while fantasizing about swallowing cum. Jessica wanted it bad!\n\nShe didn't have to wait long, either. The very next day, Madeline had invited her boyfriend over. Trevor was captain of the lacrosse team, and the two of them had disappeared into Madison's room almost immediately after getting to the sorority house. Jessica was out on the couch in the main room, when Trevor suddenly approached from behind her, stroking his cock. Madeline was right next to him, looking very smug, as Trevor brought his cock right towards Jessica's plush, pink lips. \n\n\"Open up, slut,\" Madeline commanded.\n\nEyeing Trevor's hard cock, and right in front of Madeline and At least three other sorority girls, Jessica obediently opened her mouth. She could feel her nipples getting hard almost immediately, as Trevor placed the head of his cock on her lips and started to stroke himself more firmly, grunting with relief, as he let himself erupt, instantly coating her tongue in rich and creamy cum.\n\nThe girls in the room gasped, as Jessica let him fill her mouth with his cum, smiling and breathing heavily, as he pumped his seed onto her tongue.\n\n\"Mmm,\" Jessica hummed, contentedly, resisting the urge to touch herself, as she tasted Trevor's salty cum on her tongue. He'd been a bit pent up, apparently, as he filled her mouth enough that she had to swallow, gulping down a full mouthful of his sperm, closing her lips around his cock head to let herself swallow and then opening up again to let him keep cumming.\n\nWhen he was finally finished, she gulped down a second mouthful of cum, and she gently licked and kissed the head of his cock clean. She was rubbing her tummy with one hand, as she scooped a little bit of spilled come from her lips and cheek into her mouth and swallowed, sucking her finger clean.\n\nMadeline was staring at Jessica in disbelief. \"Oh my god! You actually did it! You liked that, didn't you?\" The realization was just donning on her, as she watched The unmistakable arousal and pleasure on Jessica's face.\n\nJessica nodded, looking away, hiding her face behind her bangs, as her cheeks turned bright red. She cast a glance around the room at the other girls, and then turned her gaze back toward Madeline. \"I did... I told you. I really, really love the taste of cum. And there's nothing hotter than swallowing, at least not as far as I'm concerned.\" She paused, closing her eyes in thought for just a moment, And then she added, \"I kind of liked getting called a slut too... Makes it hotter.\"\n\nMadeline put her hands on her hips, smiling, as she realized just what a unique gem of a situation she had on her hands. \"Well, all right then, slut. I hope you meant every word of that, because you are going to have more cum in your stomach than a sperm bank this week. I intend to make sure of it.\" The way she was smiling, Everyone could tell she was playing it up for Jessica's enjoyment.\n\nJessica just smiled, wiggling in her seat a little bit, gentle jiggles passing through her cleavage, as her hand rested on her eager tummy. \"Bring it on!\"\n\nAnd Madeline hadn't been kidding either! After how positively Jessica had responded to that first test... And after how hot Madeline had secretly found it to pimp out her friend, the floodgates were open.\n\nEvery girl in the sorority was on notice that she could earn brownie points by rounding up guys to fill Jessica's belly with cum. Every drop of cum in her mouth was to be considered a point of pride for any girl with anything to do with it!"
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"content": "The female rogue, her slender frame clad in tight leather armor that accentuated her voluptuous curves, strolled confidently into the dimly lit goblin tinkerer's shop. Her eyes swept over the shelves packed with strange potions, magical trinkets, and mechanical contraptions, a hungry glint sparkling in her deep green eyes. She needed something powerful to help her in her next heist, something that would give her the edge over the heavily guarded vault she had set her sights on.\n\nThe goblin tinkerer, a short, wiry creature, noticed her entrance and quickly scurried out from behind his workbench. \"Welcome, welcome, dearie,\" he greeted her in his high-pitched voice. \"What can I do for you today?\"\n\n\"I need something special,\" she said. \"Something that'll help me sneak past any security and open any lock.\"\n\nThe goblin's eyes lit up at the mention of a challenging task. \"Ah, yes, yes! I think I have just the thing,\" he said, his hands waving excitedly in the air. \"This here is the Amulet of Stealthy Access,\" he said, pulling out a delicate, intricately crafted piece of jewelry. \"It'll make you invisible to any detection spell or device, and when you touch a lock, it'll dismantle itself in a matter of seconds.\"\n\nThe rogue's eyes widened in desire. \"Sounds perfect,\" she breathed. \"But, uh, I don't have any gold or gems to pay for it.\"\n\nThe goblin's face fell. \"A pity, a pity,\" he muttered. \"I don't trade my creations for anything less than precious stones or gold.\"\n\n\"Well, I do have something else,\" she said, her voice dropping an octave lower, her eyes darting suggestively at the goblin's bulging pants.\n\nThe goblin's eyes lit up again. \"Oh, oh! I think I understand now,\" he chuckled, his hands reaching out to caress the amulet hungrily. \"You're willing to be a test subject, eh?\"\n\n\"That's exactly what I'm offering,\" she said, licking her lips playfully.\n\n\"Excellent, excellent! Follow me.\" He quickly tuned and began leading her through a secret door behind his shop.\n\nThe passageway led them deep into the bowels of the goblin city, where the walls were covered in strange runes and glowing symbols illuminated their way. Finally, they arrived at a large, metallic door, which the goblin unlocked with a small key he pulled from his pocket. He pushed it open, revealing a dimly lit chamber filled with various contraptions and devices, all humming with a sinister energy.\n\n\"Now, dearie,\" he said, his voice taking on a more serious tone. \"This may hurt a bit, but it's for the greater good, yes?\"\n\nThe rogue nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. The goblin grabbed her wrist and attached a series of metal cuffs to it, connecting them to a complex array of wires and levers. She gasped as electricity coursed through her body, causing her muscles to convulse involuntarily.\n\n\"Now, this here,\" he continued, fastening a metal collar around her neck, \"will ensure you don't move too much.\" He flipped a switch, and a gentle but unyielding force began to pull her head back, forcing her to look up at him. He reached down to unfasten her leather armor, revealing her breasts, covered only by a thin lace bra. The rogue gasped as her arms were bound behind her back, her legs spread wide apart, and her ankles secured to the floor. The goblin stepped back, admiring his work. \"Now, dearie, let's see if you can pay the price.\"\n\nThe goblin tinkerer stepped closer, his little hands roaming over her body, pinching and squeezing her breasts, nipping at her sensitive flesh. The rogue moaned, her body responding to the goblin's touch despite her protesting mind. He leaned down, his slimy tongue probing her lips, forcing entry into her pussy. She struggled futilely against her restraints, but to no avail.\n\n\"You taste delicious,\" he murmured, her hard. She moaned, her body betraying her as waves of pleasure washed over her. The goblin continued his assault, moving from her pussy to her nipples, biting and sucking them mercilessly.\n\nAfter what felt like hours (but was actually only a few minutes), the goblin finally pulled away, breathing heavily. \"Excellent, excellent,\" he panted. \"Now, for the next step.\" He pulled another lever, and the rogue was pulled to get knees . She knew this would be the cost, and embraced it with her mouth open, waiting for the goblin's cock. He grinned and stepped forward, sliding his member into her throat.\n\n\"Now, now, let's see how well you can steal a treasure,\" he chuckled, as he fucked her face and pumped his bumpy prick into her throat.\n\nThe rogue gagged and choked, her body still responding to the goblin's touches. The goblin grunted in pleasure, his hips pounding harder, faster. He reached down and unfastened the collar around her neck, allowing her head to hang limply forward. She could feel her breasts bouncing enticingly, and her ass wiggling seductively as he fucked her face.\n\nAfter what seemed like an eternity (but was actually only a few more minutes), the goblin finally came, his hot seed spurting down her throat. He pulled out of her mouth, wiping his cock on her hair. \"Excellent, excellent,\" he said, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. \"You passed the test, dearie. Here's your Amulet of Stealthy Access.\"\n\nHe unfastened the restraints, and the rogue slumped to the floor, exhausted but triumphant. She reached out for the amulet, slipping it onto her wrist. \"Thank you,\" she managed to croak out, her voice hoarse from being used.\n\nThe goblin chuckled. \"Anytime, dearie. Anytime.\" He watched her stagger out of the chamber, already planning his next test subject. The rogue, feeling light-headed and incredibly aroused, made her way back to the surface, her mind already plotting her next heist, fueled by the mix of shame and desire coursing through her body. And she knew, deep down, that she would do it all again, for the thrill of being helpless and at the mercy of a goblin tinkerer's twisted desires.\n\nThe end."
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"content": "He was startled awake, his heart pounding. He yelled like a baby still learning to his his voice and looked around frantically, shooting up in his sleeping bag. It was still dark. He tapped his watch. Ten o'clock at night. *Only ten pm?* he wondered. He looked down at his buddy Clark, who was silently shaking in his sleeping bag.\n\n\"Uh, are you OK Clark?\" he asked.\n\nClark burst into laughter and rolled over, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. \"Oh my *god* dude,\" he said. \"I didn't know you talked in your sleep, but holy *shit*.\" He gasped and cracked up again, his core shaking with laughter. \"That was quite a dream you had, huh?\"\n\nBrandon could feel he had an intense erection still and he slowly began to panic. He could hear snickering from some of the other tents on their campsite. He groaned. Whispering, he leaned over and said, \"dude, what did I say?\"\n\nClark doubled over on his side, reeling with laughter.\n\n\"Hey,\" he hissed. \"Come on man, what did I say?\" He could feel his ears getting hot and a cold sweat breaking out all over his body.\n\nHis friend was struggling to breathe through the laughing fit.\n\nBrandon was losing patience. He gritted his teeth and punched his friend on the arm, hard, growling, \"come *on*, tell me what I said!\"\n\n\"Yow!\" Clark cried, grasping his bruised arm. \"Alright, dude! Chill!\" He sat up, rubbing his arm, and took some deep breaths, still shaking with the chuckles. He used his other hand to wipe the tears from his eyes. \"Last thing I remember was you yelling, 'swallow it, yeah, swallow it all' while moaning.\" He started giggling again and snorted.\n\nBrandon groaned and slugged his friend's thigh.\n\n\"Hey!\" he cried. \"What was that for? I told you, that's what you said.\"\n\n\"Was that *everything* I said?\"\n\nClark looked at his friend and tried to keep a straight face, but laughter was still bubbling up from inside him. His shoulders shook and he covered his face with both hands, shaking his head 'no' but unable to speak. He rolled onto his back and started losing it again, wailing out with long, loud laughter.\n\n\"For fucks sake!\" Brandon cried, punching his friend's arm on the same spot he'd hit before. \"What *else* did I say?\"\n\nTo his horror, Brandon heard one of the girls in another tent cry out dramatically, mimicking his voice, \"Oh Kate, Kate, yeah, just like that.\" His heart stopped and horror consumed his soul. Clark squealed and curled up into the fetal position, waiting for his beating while completely dying of laughter.\n\nBrandon threw himself face first into his sleeping bag and covered his head. His ears were smoldering and his heart was clawing its way out of his chest, pounding against his ribs and beating the air out of his lungs. He wrapped his pillow around his ears trying to drown out the laughter that filled the air all around the camp. He screamed into the soft sleeping bag material and squeezed the pillow against his head hoping he could crush his own skull.\n\nMeanwhile, a few tents over, Kate smiled and stared up at the ceiling of her tent. Sally was rolling around laughing, poking Kate in the ribs and trying to tease her, but Kate ignored her. She and Brandon had been best friends since grade school. This five year class reunion camping trip was their first time seeing each other since she'd gone off to college, but they'd kept in touch and she still very much considered him her best friend.\n\nShe grinned. It turned out, he hoped for more than just friendship. Sally poked her again. \"Did you *know* you'd friend-zoned the poor boy?\" Sally whispered, crying and wheezing.\n\nKate elbowed her. \"Hey,\" she hissed. \"I need your help with something.\"\n\n\"Ow!\" Sally protested loudly. \"What was that for?\"\n\n\"Shhh!\" Kate shoved her. \"Come on, you've gotta help me.\"\n\n\"Help you what?\" Sally cried loudly.\n\n\"Shut *up*!\" Kate growled with a low, menacing voice.\n\nSally's eyes went wide and her lip trembled a little. \"Alright, alright,\" she whispered. \"What's the big idea?\"\n\n\"I need you to get Clark out of his tent.\"\n\n\"Clark?\" Sally asked. \"Why?\" Gears turned slowly, grinding and groaning under the load. \"Ohhh,\" she said. \"Is he in a tent with...\" she started giggling again.\n\n\"Yes,\" Kate whispered sharply. \"I need you to get him out of there. You think you can handle that?\"\n\n\"Wait, how did you know he was...\" Her eyes got even wider. \"Hey, *you* like Brandon *too*?\" She smiled. \"You've had your eye on him, haven't you!\"\n\nKate shoved her hard on the breasts, knocking her onto her back.\n\nSally grabbed her boobs and howled. \"Ouch!\" She rolled around, feigning agony and kicking her legs dramatically.\n\nKate laughed and started swinging her legs out at her, kicking her through their sleeping bags while Sally laughed and groaned, \"OK, OK, I'm getting up.\" She got to her knees and stopped. \"Wait, how do I lure him out?\"\n\n\"I don't know,\" Kate whispered. \"Weren't you the class slut? I'd think you have some tricks up your sleeve.\"\n\nSally slapped Kate on the shoulder. \"Hey! Not nice!\" she said, laughing. \"But...\" she added. \"Mostly true. Let's see if I've still got it.\"\n\nThere was no cell service where they were, so she couldn't just text him. Sally quietly unzipped the tent and put on her shoes before stepping out into the cold night air. Kate followed, leaving their tent open. She tapped Sally and whispered quietly, \"take him back to our tent. Have him stay with you, OK?\"\n\n\"How long?\" Sally asked under her breath.\n\n\"All night, stupid. Sleep with him, or just next to him. I don't care.\"\n\n\"I think he's married,\" Sally whispered, giggling.\n\nThey both knew that wouldn't stop Sally.\n\nSlowly they crept over to the tent where Clark was still laughing loudly. He'd been the most amused by Brandon's show. Kate felt bad for him. This was his punishment for being the first to fall asleep. In fact, he'd excused himself to his tent a good three hours before anyone else even thought about lying down. So when he started talking in his sleep, everyone else was wide awake, and Kate had felt *really* bad for him.\n\nBut, she'd also found that her hand had wandered into her panties. She'd *also* discovered that his words had made her *very* wet. And she'd also realized that she had never swallowed a load before, and the idea was *extremely* hot to her.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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"content": "Scott stepped out of his shorts and wrapped a towel around his waist.\n\n\"Hey,\" Mike said, sitting on the bench untying his shoe. \"Did you hear that?\"\n\n\"No,\" Scott said. \"What?\"\n\n\"Could have sworn I heard giggling.\" He listened intently.\n\nScott listened too. \"Nah man, must have been your imagination.\" But then he heard hushed whispers and movements coming from around the corner. He leaned over to look past the row of lockers but didn't see anything. Shrugging he grabbed his body wash and headed for the shower. Before he got there he heard several showers start. He hadn't been aware anyone else would be in the men's locker room. He *hated* showering around a bunch of other dudes so he specifically went when he knew it would be empty. He sighed and turned the corner, pulling his towel off to hang it up on the hooks, but that's when he heard women's voices.\n\n\"Oh my *god* your nipples are *so* hard!\" one of them said. \"Can I pinch 'em?\"\n\n\"Sure,\" she said. \"They *really* stick out when they're cold.\"\n\nNo fewer than twenty people were in the showers, and it only took him a split second to notice they were *all* girls. He froze as they all turned to face him, eyes wide. One of the girls was pinching another girl's nipples, another was in the middle of scrubbing her hair. Several awkwardly held a hand over their crotches. They were all athletic, with toned muscles and firm bodies. There were a *lot* of stiff nipples.\n\nAfter a long moment without any movement but the water and steam, one of the girls laughed and said, \"Told you so!\"\n\nAnother girl made a fist and shook it, crying, \"Dammit!\"\n\nSeveral girls busted up laughing and Scott was struggling to process his feelings about this development. He pulled his towel back into his crotch to cover up and he started slinking away in shame, but one of the girls ran out of the shower, soap suds all over her body.\n\n\"Wait,\" she said, grabbing Scott by the arm. \"Paige lost a bet. Your... services are required.\" She paused and looked him up and down for a moment. \"Well, *if* you're up for it, that is.\"\n\nHe looked at her, his heart pounding. He was getting an erection. In that moment Mike rounded the corner and dropped his body wash, his mouth gaping.\n\n\"Double dammit!\" a girl cried, followed by more laughter.\n\nThe girl holding Scott's arm smiled. \"Come on, shower with us.\" She pulled on his arm and he dropped the towel, stumbling over it as he followed. She glanced at Mike and asked, \"are you coming?\"\n\nMike nodded and let his towel fall to the ground as well, following as though carried by enchantments and pheromones.\n\nThey were led to the 'dammit' girl, who was blushing, smiling, and grimacing all at once. Their guide said, \"Paige here *swore* the men's showers would be empty and promised to fuck *every* guy we ran into in the locker room.\"\n\nMike nodded solemnly and reverently said, \"sweet.\"\n\nScott's heart raced with his mind in an epic showdown for control of the situation. It didn't feel right to hold her to it. She was a stranger. He'd never seen her before. But... it had been over a year since he last got laid and he *really* craved a good release. Masturbation was only good for *so* much.\n\nHe nodded, his eyes still bulging. Paige looked down at his already stiff cock and laughed. \"One of you seems a little more excited than the other.\"\n\nMike's dong was hanging low. He smirked and shrugged. \"You caught my little guy off guard. He wasn't ready to put on a show.\"\n\nTheir guide stepped away. \"I'll leave you three to it.\"\n\nPaige got on her knees between them and took a cock in each hand. She started sucking on Mike's soft flesh while she stroked Scott. Just the feel of a woman's hand on his dick was *incredible*. So much better than his own. He felt more and more blood rushing to the scene as his body prepared for action.\n\nMike started stiffening so she moved to sucking on Scott. She started with his balls and he gasped as she sucked them all the way into her mouth and juggled them with her tongue. Then she tugged on them and released, licking up along his shaft until she had her lips around the head. He felt her tongue massaging his most sensitive areas and he shivered, pure stimulation coursing through his nerve endings.\n\nHer head slowly lowered on him until he felt himself pressing into the back of her throat. She gagged a little and he felt her tongue squirming along the length of his cock. She began pumping on him, her head bobbing up and down as she worked Mike with a hand and fondled Scott's balls with the other.\n\nAfter a moment she turned her backside to Scott and turned back to blowing Mike. She reached back and smacked her own ass, shaking her hips and spreading her knees. Scott knelt between her feet and moved into position. He relished the moment. Her smooth, wet ass was shining in the bright shower lights. Mist and water sprays filled the air while the other girls looked on, rapt with awe that Paige was actually following through. Scott looked around and saw a couple girls shamelessly touching themselves. He looked down and aimed at the target, leaning back and preparing for entry.\n\nRaw, aggressive bliss flooded his brain as the tip of his cock spread her pussy lips and he began to slide inside. Every inch of travel brought new and exciting sensations as his shaft sent excited reports up through his nervous system. He went slowly, savoring the tactile adventure, feeling his stiff erection fight against her tight, slick canal. He let out a long, slow breath as he neared the end of his journey, feeling her soft ass cheeks making contact with his hips. He kept pushing on, tightening his muscles to reach just a little deeper, feeling the end of his cock angle up into her, pressing against her soft tissues. He held her around the waist and pulled, listening to her moan on his friend's cock as he shuddered with delight.\n\nHe retracted a little and began thrusting, watching eagerly as her tight pussy lips rolled and stretched along the length of his shaft. The way she stroked him was pure magic and he was already wondering how long he'd last. He felt her start to take over, rocking forward and backward between the two cocks as she stroke them both at once with her whole body.\n\nSuddenly another girl appeared at Scott's side. She bent over and kissed him passionately before putting a foot up on his far shoulder and putting her pussy right in his face. He could feel his boner stiffening almost painfully as he began to kiss and lick the delicate folds of this new, perfect pussy. Looking up at her small breasts and innocent face he guessed she was a freshman. He'd never felt a more pristine, smooth pussy in his life. The girl moaned and pulled her own pussy lips apart for him while he sucked on her clit and reached back to grab her ass.\n\nHe almost didn't notice his build to orgasm. It caught him off guard when he realized just how close he was. He dug into Paige's hip with the hand he had on her and pulled her in hard as the tip of his cock began to twitch and dance deep in side her. He released her hip and she stroked again, leaning forward and back on her knees, her pussy making long, stroking motions on his pulsing cock as he unloaded inside her. He shook and trembled, moaning into the other girl's crotch as he rubbed her clit with his tongue trying not to jerk his head too hard against her while his cock pumped cum into the girl who lost a bet.\n\nThe girl with a foot on his shoulder grabbed his head and pulled him into her hard as she cried out, shaking and doubling over, craning his neck back as she began grinding on his tongue. She came hard, screaming obscenities and blessings in a single breath. Scott felt his cock sleeve pull away and heard Mike groan in the background as the girl on his face shuddered and gasped.\n\nShe was still twitching when she dropped her foot and pulled Scott to his feet by the head, bringing his face to hers for another long, powerful kiss. She walked him back until they were under a stream of hot water and she took his cock and started stroking it, cleaning the cum and pussy juices off with her hand. Another girl brought his body wash. He tried, briefly, to remember what had happened to it along the way, but soon he felt strong, soft hands all over his body rubbing soap into every inch of his skin and hair. The kissing continued and she pressed her cold, tender body against his hot, soapy chest while he felt his dick and balls getting lathered up as well, hands reaching between both of their legs. He jumped a little when someone scrubbed his ass crack and he relaxed when hands began to rub his shoulders firmly.\n\nHe was rinsed and clean before the kiss ended. The girl slowly pulled away and smiled, giving him one last peck and a wink before walking away, leaving him watching her ass move with every step. He choked on words that tried to come up through his throat. Coughing he said, \"wait! Can I get your name?\"\n\nShe turned around and grinned. \"No, but you *might* want to come to our next swim meet. I'll see you there!\""
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"content": "My Succubus Soulmate\n\n​\n\n\"Why is this mansion so creepily erotic?\" I wondered to myself, out loud of course because there's no one here right? Right? I hope so because if not then I sound crazy talking to myself, I also sound like a pervert now that I think about it. But eh what can you do? Man I choose the worst times to be curious. I mean this mansion has been abandoned for over 250 years theres no way anything is safe to put weight on and yet here I am tromping through this place like its an amusement park.\n\n\\*A rustling of fabric and light footsteps can be heard the foot steps sound as if they are in high heels\\* \n\nWeird that noise was weird is someone here? \"Hello? Is somebody in here, its really not safe in here I'm about to leave!\" Hmm no answer just wind coming through that, wait that window wasnt open before and neither was the bedroom door. Whats going on? \n\nWell only one way to find out, the white person way, I'm going to check it out because creepy things are happening and clearly thats the best course of actions. \"Fuck it I'm going to check out the bedroom first seems the safer choice than possibly falling out the window if something happens.\" I justify to myself rather than being logical and suggesting to my self that I should \\*click\\* lea- did the front door just lock? No way I have to be imagining things, I'll check after I investigate this room. It seems to have been a woman's room judging by the wardrobe and closet's contents, but man are those clothes big must of been one tall and busty woman to fill out those clothes. I bet I would've loved being with the woman that wore those clothes, I have always loved tall and busty women.\n\n\\*High heeled steps are heard right behind me before my eyes are blocked by two feminine hands about half the size of my head and I am pulled back into something soft, a slight moan is heard from the mystery figure as my body follows suit knocking in to the lower half of the figure\\*\n\n\"What the fuck!\" I exclaim as I jump scared from the sudden contact with something. Strangely enough I allow my self to be guided by this mystery \"thing\" as she pushes me towards the an- brand new bed? Wait what I was just in an abandoned mansion why is there a brand new bed? Also wasnt she just holding her hands in front of my eyes how did she move her hands to my back so quick, especially since I fell into her which would've made me feel if she had moved her hands, whats going on?\n\n\"Shhh don't make anymore noise you sweet little thing its alright.\" The previously silent female figure said in a sexy southern belle accent, my arousal climbed despite my fear and the woman seemed happy with that. I mean I couldnt complain whatever had happened my dick had also gotten much bigger.\n\nI slowly turn around to see who is behind this magic fuckery to see a sexy, tall, redhead with plenty of bust and hips that don't lie. Upon seeing me eyeing her up the woman giggles and turns around to show my her soft ass which would make all women jealous. After the show she introduces herself. \"I am Jaala. I am what you would call a succubus though not in the sense that you are thinking. Before you freak out, no I will not kill you or steal your soul. That is not my job or your fate, you are simply one of the rare parts of your species that has a succubus soulmate. I chose this form as it is most pleasing to you however I can look and be anything you desire. I do apologize for the scare however I hope that everything that I have given you and my appearance make up for that.\"\n\nNow that I think about it and look at myself I am in peak condition and feel great, maybe this isnt so bad. \"Now a quick explanation sweetie, we will return to your world after we do one thing and I will be with you forever after that okay? I will explain the ritual before we start but first I will answer your questions since I know you have them.\" Jaala says as she motions for me to sit down on the bed before she gets on her knees on the floor.\n\n\"Okay I do have some but I'm sure you will answer them without me asking my only real question is: What do you mean not a succubus to human standards and that we are soulmates?\" I ask while moving to sit on the bed in front of Jaala.\n\n\"Sweetie the best answer I can give you for the first part of your question is I can not kill you with any sex powers and also do not have control over souls and whether or not they go to wherever you believe they go. The second part however is easier to answer: Most sentient specie's soulmates are succubi that were made for solely the individual, human are somewhat the same but it is extremely rare, so I am built solely for you and your pleasure and will be completely submissive to you after the ritual. Succubi that are made for humans are only made if that particular human has no human soulmate, and yes I will bear your children and be extremely happy to do it. you will never have to want or work for anything again.\" Jaala explains.\n\n\"Ok so whats this ritual entail?\" I ask my arousal getting out of control.\n\n\"Oh thats simple, we do just as you humans do after your weddings: fuck like wild animals and breed.\" Jaala asks she looks about ready to pounce.\n\n\\*The sounds of clothes being removed is heard and the bed squeaks as I sit back down nude and ogling my succubi soulmates delicious body.\\*\n\nJaala start to suck my cock, moaning and slobbering wantonly as she touches herself. \"Why dont you get up here and we can service eachother Jaala.\" I say breath catching as she slips her mouth off of the head of my cock to respond.\n\n\"Very well lets do that.\" She responds as we get into 69 position, I taste her sweet juices as soon a we begin and am immediately addicted. Jaala works her mouth expertly as well and brings me near orgasm before stopping before saying\n\n\"Nph yet all your cum needs tuph ghf in my pussy!\" She then removes my cock from her mouth and turns around sufficiently turned on and begins riding me. We both cum together and I feel my fertile cum flow into her womb.\n\nThis would continue for several hours until we both fell asleep cuddling my cock still buried in her pussy, plugging it and not letting my cum out. If this was to be my life from now on I was happy."
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"content": "\"Aw, isn't that *sweet*,\" she sneered. \"Look at the disgusting, slowly rotting flesh bag you have draped over you tonight.\" She paced around the bed and shuddered.\n\nThe usual weight of pure dread sank into my chest and I strained my eyes to try to follow her. I could sense her rage building. She stopped by the edge of the bed and straightened her back. She dramatically licked one of her fingers from the base to the tip then used the wet finger to stroke my cock similarly, from base to tip. I felt the blood involuntarily congregating at the site of stimulation, slowly forming an erection.\n\nShe resumed her pacing. \"I just have one question for you, *Rick.*\" She stopped at the foot of the bed and erupted. \"What the *FUCK*?!?\" She screamed and pulled at her hair. \"What the *actual* fuck? Really! What in the *hell* does she do for you that I don't do?\"\n\nI desperately tried to speak, putting every effort into filling my compressed lungs and moving the air past my voice box in the right way. I barely managed a brief whimpering moan.\n\nMy heart leapt violently as she pulled out an axe and swiftly swung it over her head into my girlfriend's back. I could see the axe sticking out of her, blood beginning to ooze around the entry wound. My eyes went wide and I tried to scream but my breath moved too weakly in my crushed chest.\n\n\"You don't need that stupid bitch Rick. You have me. You'll *always* have me. You can't escape me. I'm *always* here when you sleep.\" She crawled up the foot of the bed between my legs. I could feel my limp girlfriend's body going cold against my skin as the woman with the glowing red eyes took my stiffening dick and balls into her hands, rolling the balls between her icy palms and licking my shaft with her pitch black tongue.\n\nMy body quivered everywhere as she took the tip into her mouth and closed her lips around me. I could feel the pointy tips of her teeth gently scraping along as she sucked me into her void. Everything tingled as an icy firestorm brewed in the tip of my cock. My heart was pounding and I felt blood from my girlfriend's back pooling on my chest. I felt tears welling up in my eyes, horror gripping my whole chest.\n\n*This can't be happening,* I repeated over and over again in my mind. My cock was released from the dangerous cavern of her mouth and I felt her soft, lifeless breasts wrap around my cock as she began stroking me, flicking her serpentine tongue out to tease the tip while she worked. She smiled, the corners of her lips turned up with evil delight.\n\nI wanted to clench my eyes shut and shake my head, but I couldn't. The nightmare continued as she crawled up my body and slid her juicy pussy along my rock hard erection. I could feel the sensations of her fleshy vaginal opening as I slid inside, like a tight, soulless pocket pussy. I shuddered and my soul tried to squirm as tears streamed down my temples. In the past I had sometimes embraced the wet dreams she gave me, but this nightmare was so much worse. She was ruining *everything*.\n\nAnd just when I thought it couldn't get worse, her face was in mine. Hot, fiery breath scorched my skin as she breathed hatred and loathing into my nostrils. \"It's me or *no one*,\" she seethed. I felt the hard, pointed teeth of her vagina dentata pressing into the base of my shaft as she squeezed hard. I panicked, my heart beating against my chest begging to be released from service.\n\nI startled awake, gasping and grabbing my chest. Ashley stirred and squeezed my torso, her warm, soft arm still draped comfortably over my chest. She lifted her perfect head, soft silky hair flowing like a classic beauty shot as she squinted at me and gulped, taking a deep breath.\n\n\"What's the matter babe?\" she asked, resting her head on my chest. \"Oh my god I can hear your heart going *crazy* in there.\" She propped herself up on her elbow and moved her hand to my face. \"Are you OK babe? Did you have a nightmare?\"\n\nI rubbed my eyes. \"Something like that.\" I looked into her heavenly eyes. After so many years of duds, nonstarters, psychopaths, and train-wrecks, I marveled at how I had found an *actual* angel who *wanted* to be with me.\n\n\"Well,\" she started, then yawned. \"I hear pressure therapy is good for that.\" She slid her petite, smooth body up onto mine and giggled. \"It seems *some* of your nightmare wasn't so bad.\" She reached down and grabbed my hard cock.\n\nI gasped, and felt a twinge of fear to have her touch the boner that the red-eyed murder bitch gave me. But Ashley sweetly wriggled herself the rest of the way onto my body and slid down, slipping my cock into her tight, warm, *living* pussy. I let out a long sigh and wrapped my arms around her tender, sensational back.\n\nShe rested her head against my shoulder and I felt her eyelashes flutter against my skin as she closed her eyes. \"I'm so sleepy babe. We can sleep like this or you can do what you want and I'll just rest my eyes.\" I felt her lips press out to kiss my chest and she smiled, purring gently with the hums of a content, sweet girlfriend.\n\n*My girlfriend,* I thought, full of awe and wonder. I lifted the back of my head and kissed her on the forehead and slid my hands around on her smooth back for a moment, admiring the landscape of her body, loving the feeling of her skin on my skin.\n\nI pulled a blanket over us and closed my eyes. She was right. The pressure of her body on mine helped. I fell asleep with a smile on my face and didn't have any nightmares at all."
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"content": "Quirky, quick and campy. And a blowjob.\n\nPhilip said, \"Michael, whatever you do, do NOT look Chris in the eye while you're getting all up in his boner.\"\n\"Why not?\" Michael asked.\n\"Because Chris will see it as a challenge and he'll get even more aggressive,\" Philip explained. \"He's like that.\"\n\"How aggressive?\" Michael asked.\n\"Well, with me, he was always pushing me down onto my knees, shoving his cock into my mouth before I could even ask,\" Philip replied.\nMichael nodded, understanding. He didn't really know what to expect from Chris. They'd only met once before, at a party, and Chris had been pretty drunk. But Philip's warning made sense. Chris was a model after all, and probably used to expressing himself physically through his art.\nAs they entered the studio, Chris was already in position on the pedestal, naked and oiled up, ready for his first pose of the day. Michael could feel his heart racing as he approached the pedestal, but he forced himself to focus on the task at hand.\n\"Hi, Chris,\" he said softly, trying not to make eye contact.\nChris didn't say anything, but Michael could feel his gaze boring into him. He took a deep breath and began to work, carefully measuring and marking the clay that would form the base of the sculpture. As he worked, he could feel Chris's gaze on him, like a physical presence.\n\nThe Professor called to the class, \"See the Adonis-like posture of the subject. Oily, chiseled, and already sporting a large erection.\"\n\n\"Yes, Professor,\" the students responded.\n\nPhilip whispered to Michael, \"Don't worry, just keep working and ignore him.\"\n\nMichael nodded, but inside he was terrified. He could feel Chris's cock growing harder and more insistent against the platform. It was almost as if it were reaching out to him, demanding attention.\n\nFinally, Michael couldn't take it anymore. He looked up at Chris, their eyes meeting for the first time since this whole thing began. Chris grinned wickedly, his eyes darkening with lust. Without saying a word, he reached down between his legs and started stroking himself.\n\nThe Professor continued to encourage them, \"Excellent! Let's see some creativity in capturing the raw sexuality of this moment.\"\n\nMichael felt his own cock begin to stir in his pants. He couldn't believe what was happening. Chris was going to make him suck his dick right here in front of everyone!\n\nAs if reading his thoughts, Chris leaned forward and whispered, \"Do it.\"\n\nMichael swallowed hard and nodded. He stood up slowly, his heart pounding in his chest. He walked around the pedestal until he was standing directly in front of Chris. Then, without further hesitation, he reached out and wrapped his hand around Chris's throbbing shaft.\n\nChris let out a low moan of pleasure as Michael began to stroke him. His eyes were closed now, his head tilted back in ecstasy. Michael could feel the heat emanating from his body as he grew closer to climaxing.\n\nThe Professor was practically giddy with excitement, \"Oh my! This is truly inspiring! Keep going, boys!\"\n\nWithout any further prompting, Michael leaned forward and took Chris's cock into his mouth. He began to suck gently at first, but as Chris's hips bucked forward involuntarily, he increased the pressure and speed.\n\nChris's hands found their way into Michael's hair, pulling him closer still. His moans turned into grunts and groans of pleasure. Michael could feel the heat of his impending orgasm radiating through his skin.\n\nThe Professor was practically shouting with excitement now, \"This is perfect! Capture every moment of this passionate exchange!\"\n\nAs Chris neared his climax, he pulled Michael's head up roughly and growled, \"Swallow it!\"\n\nMichael didn't hesitate. He opened his mouth wide and accepted the hot, salty load of cum that shot out of Chris's cock. He swallowed it all, savoring the taste of their shared passion.\n\nWhen it was over, they both collapsed onto the platform, panting heavily. The Professor clapped his hands together excitedly, \"Bravo, gentlemen! A truly unforgettable experience for all involved.\"\n\nAs they cleaned up and put away their supplies, Michael couldn't help but wonder what else Chris had in store for him. But for now, he was content to have survived his first encounter with the aggressively sexual model."
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"content": "The text was short and mysterious, just like Ashley. It said, \"Meet me after class, I have something to show you.\" I looked across the lecture hall and saw her grinning at me, phone still in hand.\n\n\"Sure,\" I replied. \"You can't tell me what it's about?\"\n\nShe replied with an emoji sticking a tongue out. I looked over at her. She stuck her tongue out at me and I rolled my eyes.\n\nWhen the professor released us I was dragged out the doors by the swarm of students eager to leave, but I broke off from the stream and waited for Ashley. She zipped past me saying, \"come on!\" and I took off trying to keep up.\n\nShe dashed ahead of me across campus, through a field, and a short distance into the woods. Finally she jogged to a stop, her long, flowing hair settling gently against her back. She turned around smiling, her tiny chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. I slowed at the edge of the clearing and walked to her, looking around.\n\n\"It's nice here,\" I said.\n\n\"Yeah, isn't it?\" She grinned, looking around. \"I found it last night.\"\n\n\"What did you want to show me?\" I asked.\n\nShe beamed, giddy laughter brewing inside her as she excitedly dropped her bookbag and tore into it searching for something. \"Yesterday I was trying this new incantation,\" she began.\n\n\"Ah,\" I said, nodding. I had always found her fascination with magic and witchcraft a bit silly. I had no reason to believe in any of it, but she was into it and as a supportive friend, I always smiled and nodded when she brought it up.\n\n\"It lets you *feel* strong emotional desires and thoughts. I was using it to uncover secret crushes.\" She giggled and pulled out a notebook. She opened it and flipped through the pages. There were *so many* strange symbols and unusual letters scrawled in it. I'd seen the notebook before, but not up close. She was standing next to me, her shoulder just a little above my elbow, leaning against my arm while she rifled through looking for *something*.\n\n\"Ah!\" she declared, stopping. \"Here it is.\"\n\nAt the top of the page she had scrawled a messy string of unusual characters in dark, thick lines. But underneath there were two columns of names.\n\n\"Here,\" she said, pointing to the column on the left, \"are the ones with the crushes, and *here* are their crushes.\" She pointed at the column on the right.\n\n\"Huh,\" I said thoughtfully. *Billy crushing on Madison? Any moron could spot that one a mile away,* I pondered, going down the list. \"Hm,\" I began. \"You *really* think Susan has a crush on the basketball coach? I've never even seen them together.\"\n\n\"Right?\" she exclaimed, excitedly. \"I never would have guessed. But today I followed her around for a bit and sure enough she walked by his office at a very specific time looking nervous and she peeked inside. She *totally* has a crush on him!\" She squealed with amusement.\n\n\"Interesting,\" I said, scanning the list. It took me a moment to spot it. My heart skipped a beat and I started sweating. *My name, but nobody listed next to it. Does she know?* I pretended to ignore it scanning right past it with my finger and randomly calling out an uninteresting one. \"Oh wow,\" I laughed nervously. \"Do you *really* think Scott has a crush on Megan?\"\n\n\"I don't *think*,\" she said confidently. \"I *know*.\" She smiled. \"In *fact*, I'm thinking about playing cupid with a few of these.\"\n\nI looked at her with wide eyes. \"Really? You think that's a good idea?\"\n\n\"Nope,\" she said, grinning deviously. \"But I think it sounds like fun.\"\n\nI felt a cold sweat forming all over my skin as it pulled tight into goosebumps all over my arms and neck.\n\n\"Wanna help?\" she asked, looking up at me with a huge smile.\n\n\"Uh,\" I said, my mind still stuck on my name being in the list.\n\nShe leaned harder into me, still smiling, and raised her eyebrows a few times very playfully. I chuckled through my nose and rolled my eyes. \"Yeah, sure,\" I relented. \"But...\" I trailed off, unsure of how to ask about my name.\n\nShe stepped on my foot deliberately and leaned harder against me, nearly throwing me off balance. I laughed.\n\n\"But *what*?\"\n\nI had kicked my other foot out to catch myself, putting me almost at her eye level, and she had invaded my space so thoroughly as to be grinding up against my cock through our clothes. She released my foot but turned to face me, moving even closer to me. With my wide stance and her pressing against my crotch I quickly lost my balance and fell backwards onto the soft layer of dead, dried leaves on the forest floor.\n\nI cried out and laughed when I hit the ground. She made a show of falling forward onto me and laid her body over mine, dropping until we were nose to nose. Her long hair flowed around our faces like a little privacy tent and her hot, sweet breath teased my dry, aching lips.\n\n\"But *what*?\" she repeated, softer and slower, our lips less than an inch apart. Her pupils darted around as she searched my eyes.\n\n\"Uh,\" I said, hesitating.\n\nShe pressed our noses together, our lips brushing faintly together for a moment. It sent a tingle down my spine and made my hairs stand on end. \"You saw your name on the list,\" she guessed, correctly.\n\nI nodded.\n\n\"And you're wondering if I know who your crush is.\" I saw her eyes smiling at me. She softly closed the distance between our lips. The warmth and sensuality of her lips invigorated my whole body as our mouths moved and slid against each other with steamy passion.\n\nHer tongue teased me and I moved to receive her. Quickly the kiss became so much more as our mouths blurred the lines between our bodies, parts of her reaching deep inside me while I connected with parts of her on the other side of our locked lips. Our heads swiveled and bobbed while our tongues rolled and twisted together and our hands wandered excitedly around and under our clothing.\n\nHer cool, soft skin thrilled my fingertips as I made my way under her shirt onto her back. My palms eagerly flattened against her, soaking up her beauty in the form of tactile bliss. One hand slid up along her spine, feeling her tender but strong muscles move as her own arms wrapped around behind my neck. The other hand burrowed into her pants and found the picturesque mounts of her ass cheeks. The skin was cold but it quickly warmed up as my fingers wrapped around the curves and squeezed, her perfect plumpness filling my whole body with satisfaction and delight.\n\nShe smiled on my lips and playfully bit my fat lower lip, pulling away. \"I was excited to learn you had a crush on me,\" she whispered. \"I've had a crush on you for a while too.\" Her smile brightened and I rolled us in the leaves until I was on top. She laughed and wrapped her arms around my back, holding me tight. She clung to me, nestling her face in my neck and wrapping her legs around me.\n\nI laughed and collapsed on her, wrapping my own arms around her back and squeezing hard. We rolled around, chuckling and holding each other for a little while longer until she declared that she was hungry, and asked me to go out with her on our first date.\n\nI said yes."
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"content": "Evan opened the door, and like a baseball hitting a bird flying through the wrong spot, it hit him. Behind these doors of pressboard and lackluster paint, what awaited him was not a gathering of people ready to discuss their current reading, but instead an assortement of people who easily could model in whatever catalogue he could find. Slim midriffs, abs, tight pecs and huge chests, all covered in a red hue, beneath illegally handsome faces crowned with horns that both framed their faces and made them somehow even more appealing.\"Sorry, i didn't know this was a group for members of the synasthimaphagic community. I wouldn't want to intrude\" the somewhat bland looking guy blurted out. Clearly, he was uncomfortable, but that was quickly eased, as one of the attendees spoke up. \n\"Do not worry, Mr Cartwright, your Invitation was not a mistake.\" \\*The voice ran through his mind like honey, sweet, intoxicating and impossible to get rid of. Evans eyes darted around, and made out the source of it, a tall lady, dressed in what could barely called clothes, as they did not even a minimum to hide her bodies more delectable aspects. \n\"While this is a reading group both focussing on literature for nightfolk, and more advertising itself to nightfolk aswell, we do understand the need to bring in sapios to further an understanding between our groups. We enjoy having you here, but if at any point you feel uncomfortable please do speak out, as we do not intend to harm you.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Tisa entered the gates to the Wizards of Gat willingly. Trading her freedoms for three years to be theirs to do with as they pleased. If the rumors were true, the wizards would put her to work as a servant and a tool of their depraved pleasures. Tisa also knew, every woman who lasted... | [
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"content": "Tisa should have known that she'd be popular with the wizards of gat even before she'd agreed to her bargain. Tall and extremely beautiful, with large breasts and silky Raven hair, the leggy half elf had had the attention of every boy in her village, even before she made it known that she wished to study the arcane arts.\n\nLacking enough magical spark to study on her own or even to find a less demanding form of apprenticeship, however, she had decided to spend 3 years in service to the wizards of gat, in exchange for being infused with greater magic and trained for 3 years afterwards. Really, it was a fine bargain, but her service included being subject to any sorts of perversions The wizards saw fit to indulge with her, and wizards perversions could be very unusual indeed...\n\nIn her first week alone, she had been fed the cum of at least four species of magical beings, and she'd had her own taste buds transmuted to crave the flavor of human semen. She still loved it even now, a year later.\n\nIn the first months after that, she'd been devoured by a wizardess transformed into a Draco demon. She had shrieked when the pervy milf of a transmuter had suddenly adopted the 9-ft tall form, and she had found hers unable to flee quickly enough to avoid the suddenly giant and scaly women's long and lightning fast tongue. It was a rude introduction to just how extreme things could get, as she was seized by her naked ankle and pulled feet first into the wizardesses mouth. Her draconic throat was hot and tight, as she started to gulp Tisa down, and Tisa struggled and squirmed helplessly, as she felt herself being swallowed. The wizardess had worn an expression of utter decadent ecstasy, as she glutted herself on the young servant, and Tisa could only watch helplessly as the draconic milfs belly swelled bigger and rounder with each powerful gulp, as she stuffed the half elf down into her tummy. The Draco demon wizardess looked positively pregnant, when she finally placed her hand on Tisa's face and swallowed the elf with a great final gulp. Tisa was crammed into her belly in the fetal position, and she could feel her captor patting her belly in satisfaction as she reclined to luxuriate in being stuffed with such a decadent and perverse meal. Tisa panicked, as she heard the wizardess's stomach start to churn and growl, and she could feel the draconic casters hands groping and massaging her great belly, apparently urging her stomach to digest the young elf.\n\nTisa found herself somehow hatching from an egg, apparently a few days later. She was in a corner of the once again human wizardesses suites, and she could hardly find her bearings, as she emerged from her goopy shell prison. The wizardess seemed to be blushing rather furiously, and Tisa was quick to try to extricate herself from the room. It wasn't until later that she noticed that some patches of her skin now bore hints of draconic scales, and that there was apparently some sort of infernal magic that rested behind her eyes, Both of which now held slivers of infernal flame behind the irises. At least she was a little bit more magical now, which was some compensation, and she could feel bits of power from whatever had happened to her, but she tried not to speak of the incident. Apparently, it was something that particular mage liked to do with certain \"tasty\" looking initiates who struck her fancy. Tisa had never been devoured again, but she'd had further run-ins with her, including watching her devour a tiefling girl, Jessa. Jessa had gone in headfirst, and Tisa could only watch in shock, as the tieflings long legs kicked and struggled, as Jessa was pulled into The wizardess's belly, The Draco morphs long frog like tongue working itself against jessa's sex, as she was pulled in. The wizardess slumped in a corner, contentedly rubbing her great belly, as she digested the Tiefling. She was too sluggish to say anything, as Tisa excused herself from the room before finding out if she had room for two.\n\nMercifully, Tisa had run into Jessa again later in the halls of the great castle, although the Tiefling now seemed to be practically a quarter succubus. Jessa had been rather small up top, before being eaten, anyway, but now her breasts were huge, two jiggling melons in her dress, each the size of a cantaloupe and hanging heavy on her chest despite roundness. The Tiefling couldn't stop herself from constantly playing with her fattened up new tits, especially with the way that the succubus blood in her seemed to be asserting itself. Her tail now seemed to have a mind of its own, and its spaded tip rubbed against her thighs rather suggestively. Jessa seems to think it had been worth it, and Jessa's new desires meant that Tisa had someone more like a peer to indulge herself with on weekends.\n\nThe two girls had practically become roommates over the course of the rest of the year, sharing a bed most nights and comforting each other quite splendidly. Jessa's enhanced tail was quite the new pleasure organ for her, and for Tisa as well, as it turned out. Their weekends were their own, at least, and it was smartest to stay in their rooms, unless they actually wanted to be roped into perversions with the wizards on their purported personal time.\n\nJust days after the anniversary of her first year as a servant, having celebrated quite well over the weekend with Jessa, Tisa was walking the halls carrying stacks of blank paper that had been requested for transcription. The papers fell and scattered on the floor, when the half elf was telekinetically gripped into a suite She had been passing by."
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"content": "Emily shot up in bed, her heart pounding. She grabbed the notebook on her nightstand and furiously scribbled a series of nearly unintelligible notes and diagrams. She peered through the darkness at the page, trying to make sure everything made sense, then she groggily dropped the pen and notepad to the ground and rolled back over.\n\n***\n\nBy the time her alarm went off, Emily had entirely forgotten about her late-night episode. She swung her feet out of bed and missed stepping on the pen by only a couple inches, thus failing to find the evidence of that dreamy eureka moment.\n\nShe dragged her feet to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, resting her face in her hands wishing she could go back to sleep\n\n*If you build it, they will cum...*\n\nIt was a soft whisper, almost an airy moan drifting on a nonexistent breeze. She flushed the toilet and yawned, wondering if perhaps the sound had come from the neighbors' house.\n\nShe turned on the faucet and started washing her hands.\n\n*If you build it, they... OK, I'll wait. No, it's fine. I know you can't hear me over the running water...*\n\nShe quickly shut off the water and listened carefully.\n\n*If you build it, they... Dammit.*\n\nShe turned on the water again just as the voice started up and immediately shut the faucet back off.\n\nA moment of silence filled the air. Emily listened closely, waiting to see if she'd hear it again.\n\n*If you build it, they will cum...*\n\nShe froze. She *definitely* heard it that time. \"Build *what*?\" she asked, looking around in frustration. \"I don't know what you're talking about.\"\n\nAn inexplicable breeze wandered past her bare feet toward the edge of the bed where it rustled the pages of her open notebook, still lying on the floor.\n\nEmily felt like the wind had been knocked from her as a flood of memories assaulted her. *That's right! The paper!* She rushed to the side of her bed and picked it up. It took her a second to remember everything, but the notes were enough. *I've got to get to the lab!* she thought to herself.\n\nShe was studying advanced electromagnetic properties at her local university. Specifically, she was focusing on how various EM waves could be used to impart other kinds of energy, kinetic, heat, etc. into distant objects. Late at night she'd had a breakthrough realization that could have serious implications for sports medicine, but the little voice inside her continued to tantalize her imagination.\n\n*If you build it, they will cum...*\n\nRushing into the lab in her pajamas, some of her unruly hair still plastered to the side of her face with her own drool, she waved her notes around in the faces of various early morning lab occupants. \"These harmonics could be specifically target specific tissue groups for kinetic stimulation!\" she cried.\n\nSeveral heads turned. A few pairs of eyes grew wide. Soon, the whole lab was helping her build her device which consisted of an array of emitters and a special hardware and software platform to control the emitters. She knew the potential applications were numerous, but all she could thinks was, *If you build it, they will cum...*\n\nSo she had the device designed for fine tuning, but she had a *specific* application in mind. In fact, as they worked, she decided to call her device the Deep Wave Erogenous Erectile Beam Gun, or DWEEB Gun for short. She would tune it for the erectile tissue that made up both the male and female erogenous zones and it would, in theory, allow her to impart kinetic stimulation to a person's privates without touching them at all!\n\n***\n\nAfter working nearly all day long in the lab, after several shifts of students had come and gone, she sat, exhausted, and stared at the completed device. They had actually gone through a few different designs, each one getting smaller and smaller, until they realized they could forego a large piece of hardware, and they were able to reduce the power requirements as well. What Emily had in front of her was no larger than a laser pointer.\n\nShe smiled. The frequencies were tuned through a smart phone app. She pointed the device at her own crotch and began adjusting the values until she felt something. It was like a hot, sexy ghost finger intensely rubbing her clit directly through her clothes and flesh. And not just the bit you could see on the outside, her entire erogenous tissue mass was stimulated directly, sending a massive rush of ecstasy through her whole body instantly. She gasped and quickly dropped her phone, clasping her hand over her mouth as she squeaked.\n\nEmily held the pre-tuned device in her hand and looked at it with a grin. The DWEEB Gun 3.0 was ready for a night out on the town.\n\n***\n\nShe felt the little device in her pocket and browsed the clothing racks in the store, looking around with shifty eyes, trying to find a worthy target. A man held his girlfriend's purse while she went into the changing rooms. Emily grinned mischievously and pointed the device at him from within her pocket and pressed the button.\n\nHe doubled over, his eyes bursting from their sockets, and he scrambled to cover his crotch. She'd only given him a quick hit, but she was sure he was now sporting an impressive boner. He looked around nervously, covering his crotch with the purse and Emily hit him again. He took in a long, gasping breath and hunched over even more. His eye twitched as he shuddered and moaned. Then he slowly moved the bag out of the way and looked at the dark spot at the tip of the tent in his pants and he groaned, looking around. His embarrassment was infectious and Emily reconsidered whether using it on men in public was the right thing to do.\n\nIn theory, the DWEEB Gun could go a short distance through walls, but she wasn't able to see her target that way. She knew that the girlfriend was in the changing rooms though, so she began sweeping the beam at waist level across the space where the girlfriend might be.\n\nShe moved slowly, waiting to hear any evidence that she had found her target. Sure enough, the girlfriend quietly whimpered and the boyfriend's head jerked toward the source of the sound. *Bingo.* Emily held the beam steady and listened as the girlfriend tried in vain to muffle her moans. She heard a hand slap against the side of the changing room as the girl gasped. She blushed thinking about how the girl was likely biting down on something to keep from crying out too loudly. The sounds of her heavy breathing carried out into the store, then rapid knocking as the girl's leg shook, banging her knee against the wall.\n\nEmily turned off the DWEEB Gun and turned to leave. The device was a success, but the fun was *just* beginning.\n\n*I built it, and they're cumming,* she thought to herself with a smile."
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"content": "Thor smiled rakishly, as he grabbed She-Hulk by the back of the head, pulling her in for a rough kiss.\n\nJennifer let him thrust his tongue into her mouth, eagerly pressing herself to him, as he held her by the back of her hair. She desperately needed to blow off some steam, and the under God was one of the few men who could give her the rough sex she desperately wanted right this minute.\n\nThor broke away for just a moment. \"Why did you not simply say something sooner?\" He asked, as one of his broad hands started to roam over Jennifer's round green buttocks, his thumb hooking into her yoga pants and starting to pull them down.\n\n\"I don't know,\" She breathed, as she felt his hand starting to pull at her thong. \"I've just been busy. Did you know that Starfire wanted me to pose with her for her new fitness blog?\" \n\n\"I am not surprised,\" He said, as he ripped and ripped away her panties, tearing her pants in the same motion. \"She wanted me to participate with her in what she called acro... Yoga?\" He raised an eyebrow. \"She had me fling her into the air, despite the fact that she can fly. It was, however... Fun.\"\n\n\"Mmm... Cori is always fun,\" Jennifer replied, and she hooked her fingers underneath her sports bra, yanking it upward and letting her large, heavy breasts tumble-free. The two green orbs jiggled energetically on her chest, as they seem to expand a bit at being free of confinement.\n\nThor hefted her up by her thighs, bringing her breasts and his face, and he eagerly nibbled and sucked on them. She-Hulk simply wrapped her arms around his head and encouraged him, resting her chest towards him and guiding her nipples towards his mouth, as she smothered his face with her big tits.\n\nThoroughly licked and sucked on her teats for several moments, long enough that she started to moan and wriggle in his grasp. He then spun her around and grabbed one arm behind her back, pinning the other one to the workout mats in front of them, as he parted her thighs with his knee and ready to thrust into her wet and wanting pussy.\n\nShe-Hulk simply purred with need, Even as Thor started to press her face to the ground, smooshing her cheek against the mats underneath them, and he thrust into her pussy with little further preamble, quickly starting to buck his hips, plowing into her over and over again with his thick, heavy tool.\n\nThor called mjolnir to his hand, and he quickly looped the strap of it through Jennifer's hair, before he dropped it to the ground next to her face. She instantly found herself unable to lift her head off the ground, pinned in place, as Thor continued to have his way with her. She couldn't move, as much as she struggled, and it was just the sort of kinky turn on that she needed right now. Thor plowed into her mercilessly, and His thick cock was stretching her completely full with every stroke.\n\nWell he still held one of her arms pinned behind her back, his other hand started to roam over her body, groping and squeezing her breasts. He molested her roughly and then he smacked her on her ass, making her whole body jiggle, even as she bounced with his thrusts. She hulk took her one free hand and started to stroke her own clit, her whole pussy was wet and dripping with her own juices, and she could feel her climax building.\n\n\"Where dost thou want it?\" Thor asked, and she could feel him starting to move more erratically with his thrusts.\n\n\"Writhing against the floor and his grip, with her head still pinned down, Jennifer just moaned and breathed, \"Cum inside me! Fucking breed me like it's an Asgardian fucking legend!\" The thought of it, along with Thor's thrusts in her hand on her clit was enough to send her over the edge, and she started to convulse in orgasm.\n\nThor erupted inside of her, pumping her full of potent Asgardian cum. She-Hulks flat, muscular belly actually started to bloat out and swell with Thor's seed, as he pumped her full of a near impossible amount of sperm, his hand roaming over her belly, as she expanded with his mighty load, her taut, round belly sloshing with his cum. Her pussy milked him all the while, urging him to fill her more and more.\n\nJennifer relaxed in his grip, laying her cheek against the floor as a wave of ecstasy rippled through her. \"Sometimes, I love being in fanfics...\" She said, with a sex drunk wink to no one in particular."
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"content": "It had started simple enough. Sapphic Solutions Inc was a company that specialized in turning women on. Toys, porn, supplements, and erotica, they produced it all. In a bid to capture the market their hiring practices skirted on the edge of discriminatory. Men just didn’t qualify for employment. The head of legal had come up with a few legal loopholes, particularly one where most employees were classified as performers, that allowed the company to hire only sexy women. Most if not all employees seemed to also be attracted to other women. \n\nThe only problem was the frequent and distracting amount of workplace sex that occurred. It had started out as just a few women pairing off and having sex in the washroom. But soon it became an epidemic. Unless you had already booked a conference room or reserved on of the teleworking offices there was almost a 100% chance that entering one without knocking would guarantee you would walk in on two sexy naked women in the midst of passionate lovemaking.\n\nSure, ordinary companies had office liaisons but SSI brought the regular levels to pornographic new heights. Maybe it was the fact that all women were attractive, maybe it was the fact that their work was so sexual, maybe it was the slight radiation leak from the lab on the third floor. It was a new harmless form of radiation produced as a biroduct of obe of the lead researchers pet projects. It went utterly unnoticed, mostly because no one knew it existed. Maybe that leak made everyone uncontrollably horny. Who could really say what was really to blame?\n\nHuman resources had to get a handle on the problem. Productivity had dropped to less than 50% of its previous levels in the last quarter and showed no signs of slowing. A policy forbidding workplace relations worked for about a week. After that it became a mess. Lower level employees discovered executives were still screwing their secretaries. Pushing the young women beneath their desks some were brazen enough to scold other employees for inappropriate behavior even as they had their pussies eaten by their hot sex starved secretary. Then there was the masturbation. Every bathroom stank of sex and the buzzing of sex toys was a constant drone in every part of the facility.\n\nDesperate for a solution human resources finally found a solution that might work. Mandatory dress codes. Legal approved because as \"performers\" the employees could be told what to wear as part of their costumes. Of course such special invocation of their contracts did trigger a pay raise due to the unusual nature of the outfits. That ended up being a positive though as the disappointment of being forced to wear the uniform was mitigated by the pay raise. \n\nThe mandatory chastity belts did a lot to siscourage workplace relations. It also cut back on the incidents of masturbation. Human resources ensured the proper application of the belts upon arrival to work. One HR worker did have to be let go for accepting bribes to allow some women to wear the latest models of SSI remote control vibrating panties or remote activated vibrators beneath the chastity belts but otherwise the policy worked very well. For about a month. \n\nWhen the CEO walked into a conference room three times in a single day to find one woman pegging another in the ass she demanded new action be taken. Apparently being denied vaginally satisfaction had driven many to anal insertion, masumturbation, and even rimming. A wave of new sexual discovery meant that many of the eager and horny lesbians had a new appreciation for anal sex. That had to be stopped.\n\nSo the plugs were added to the dress code. Inflatable butt plugs attached to the chastity belts were added as a means of controlling the sodomistic practices of the SSI employees. Again the change in uniform came with a pay bump, this one even more significant because it made using the bathroom much more difficult. Again most women were happy for the bump to their salaries so the Grumbling was minimal. \n\nAgain the solution proved temporary. Soon breats play was the next rage. It was difficult to go anywhere in the company without seeing two or more women close to each other fondling each other's tits and teasing each other's nipples. The suckling and fondling got so frequent that more than a dozen women began lactating leading to a massive surplus of cream for coffee in the office before HR put up a notice that breast milk couldn't be stored in company refrigerators. \n\nOnce again HR came to the rescue. The specially designed bras had metal studs on the inside and were locked over a woman's breasts. The studs proved very uncomfortable if a woman's chest was fondled while she wore one of the bras. However someone in HR, probably that sadistic bitch Karen, thought it still wasn't enough. They reasoned that women could still modify the bras to allow for nipple play so they made an adjustment.\n\nEvery woman in the company was paid an extra hefty bonus to have her nipples pierced with thick studs. Holes were opened in the bras to allow their pierced nipples to pass through. But rather than free they were placed in nipple expanders that stretched their nipples painfully and left them sore and oversensitive. Again the salary bump was substantial. \n\nEveryone thought that would be the end of it. But no! Three weeks later the Chief Financial Office was caught ramming a twelve inch strap on down one of the accounting staff's throats. With only one hole available and dwindling erotic options women were getting desperate. So again HR had a meeting. They needed to discuss the rising complaints of home much the bras hurt when women walked swiftly to get to meetings as well.bonce again someone, God damnit Karen, had a sadistic idea.\n\nA week later and every woman was fitted with her new uniform upon entry to the facility. First their chastity belt and butt plug was placed, the the plug now had a vibrate feature to alert staff when they needed to move to their next meeting. Then they were strapped into their bras. Following that the nipple expanders were attached and cranked to each woman's individual limit. Then a wire was attached to one nipple, looped through a collar around the woman's throat and attached to the other nipple. Ostensibly this was to take some of the pressure off each woman's breasts as they bounced in her bra. It didn’t help, but it made Karen wet, so at least one person was happy. Fucking sadist. Then a ball gag was strapped in to prevent oral shenanigans. A Final added touch to prevent foot play and"
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"content": "June looked in the mirror and was stunned. This wasn't her. This was someone else. Someone... sexy. June had always been attractive, and approaching middle-age had done nothing to change that. The figure in the mirror, however... she was something else. Her hair was long, and fell in a nut-brown wave down her back, where she normally wore it in a no-nonsense updo of some sort. A little artistry with her newly expanded make-up kit had made her eyes look larger than usual and brought out her cheekbones. Her beautiful lips were now a dark crimson color. She practiced a smile, and watched as her brilliant white teeth sparkled in the harsh light.\n\nSlowly, she readjusted her dress, trying to make sure that her bra and garters didn't show. It was more difficult than she had expected. The dress was, nominally at least, modest enough to conform to the restaurant's dress-code, but it was more low-cut than anything she would normally wear, and had a slit up the side. The end result was just shy of slutty. It was perfect. She slid her stocking-clad feet into the matching shoes she had selected, and vanished into the night.\n\nJune arrived at the hotel a little early, and parked herself at the bar, ordering a mineral water while she went through her notes on her client. James, 38, middle manager in IT. Liked the girlfriend experience and being a little rough in the sack.The bartender didn't even raise an eyebrow. He'd probably seen businessmen and escorts all the time.\n\nJune looked at the time, when she heard a voice behind her. \"June?\"\n\nJune turned around, and flashes her best smile. The man in front of her looked... average. Average height, average build, brown hair that was beginning to go gray, brown eyes. He took her hands and gently kissed her cheek, before taking her by the arm and leading her towards the restaurant.\n\nDinner was by no means the worst date that June had been on. The food was good, the wine excellent, and while James was a bit overfond of his own voice, he at least had some interesting stories to tell and talked to her face and not her tits. June played along, nodding, smiling, asking questions when appropriate. After all, the man had spent a fair amount of money for the pleasure of her company, and she was determined to give him his money's worth.\n\nDinner wrapped up with coffee and chocolate, before James took her by the arm again and led her towards the elevator. June felt her heart start to pound. This was it. Now, for the first time in her life, she was going to fuck a man she'd just met for money. She could feel her palms grow sweaty... and a wetness that had nothing to do with sweat grow between her thighs."
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"content": "Ever since the new ultra-conservative Speaker of the House was appointed, a rash of misogynistic legislation had completely changed what it meant to live as a woman in the United States. Some of the laws were truly heinous, like the free-use rule and the gendered job placement program. Others were just deeply insulting, like the stupid Halloween costume rule. \r \n\r \n“Deeply insulting,” Maria agrees, looking at her reflection in the rearview mirror of her late model sedan. As required she’d reported to the jobs placement agency the week after the legislation passed, and just her luck, some dumb 19-year old boy had been appointed as a women’s placement counselor simply because he was a man with a large cock. He’d eyed her up and down, announced that she had “dumps like a truck”, and handed her a construction assignment and costume. Then he’d demanded a blowjob, like half the men on the street did now, and sent her on her way. \r \n\r \nMaria had always been small. Even as an adult, she was only 4’11, but despite being pretty thin and never managing more than a b-cup, the jobs counselor hadn’t been wrong about her prominent ass-et. She didn’t understand how her Latin badonkadonk would help her operate an actual dump truck, but at least it was better than some of the job assignments she’s heard about online.\r \n\r \nMaria steps out of the car with her Stanley mug of coffee (it seemed sufficiently “construction worker” like) and walks across the parking lot to the job site. Her bright yellow dump truck costume catches several eyes as she near the gaggle of men waiting to get started, although they could also be looking at the two “headlight” cutouts in her chest, showcasing tiny brown nipples turned to diamond by the late-October chill, and the complete cut away around her bottom, letting her “dump-truck” wobble in the open air with every step. \r \n\r \nShe hears a few whistles and catcalls as she seeks out the site foreman. He eyes her over as he checks her assignment, and she’s worried that she’ll be called on to offer a little pre-work relief. He holds out a set of keys and is about to say something else, but she quickly snatches them away with a “thanks” and turns to jog towards her machine. \r \n\r \nShe’s a little nervous climbing up into the high cab and waking the mighty beast, but after a few false starts and a little fumbling with levers and knobs to be sure she knows how to operate the bed, the truck lumbers forward across the dirt lot. \r \n\r \nThe morning goes quickly, and Maria quickly settles into the job. It’s easier than she expected, and thankfully doesn’t require any manual labor at all. She’s waved into position by a few workmen with day-glo orange vests, who are a little surprised to see Maria’s tiny head and bright green eyes barely peeking over the steering wheel, and then waits while the earth movers fill her up. Then she’s off, crawling across the site and out onto the road. She drives a few miles to the trash site, reverses back towards the growing pile, and releases her heavy load. \r \n\r \nAfter a few trips, she starts to enjoy the stares of the men looking up at her and the rumbly hum of the truck on her bare bottom. Soon, she’s tempted enough to touch herself a little while she waits for the backhoes to add more junk to her bed. Sitting high above the workers, she finds that she can diddle herself softly without them being any the wiser. \r \n\r \nShe hears a loud whistle and jumps with a start, pulling her slick fingers away quickly and looking around at the workers on the ground below."
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"content": "Candice put the high tech bio suit into her closet and stretched her actual body for the first time in almost a complete solar cycle of this planet. Her hooves clopped delightfully on the hardwood floor. She could feel the air move through her fur on her legs. Her long tail swayed behind her and she pulled it in front of her and she carefully stroked the longer hairs at her tails tip. She could feel the weight of her horns on her head again and she felt right once again.\n\nShe was on this world studying it's people as part of a large research team. The native species of this world were strange by the rest of the galactic peoples understanding. Their bodies were incredibly tough. The daily temperature shifts on this world were so extreme that most computer models didn't predict that intelligent life could form on the planet at all. \n\nCandice sighed. \"This is the one night of the year that I can go without the suit, just need to add some makeup and some costume bits to make the rest of me look like a costume.\"\n\n\"Candice! Hurry up in there we've only got twenty minutes before the next bus!\" Jessica shouted through Candice's bedroom door.\n\n\"Don't push me Jessica! I could just drive us there.\"\n\n\"You could be then you wouldn't drink with me and that would suck! Party starts in half an hour, we're going to be fashionably late, but not too late.\"\n\nCandice listened to Jessica talk away. \"Gonna need to take one of those pills so the booze doesn't poison me to death with just a sip or two.\" She whispered to herself as she worked quickly to get ready.\n\nA few minutes later Jessica knocked on her door just before opening it. Her head popped around the door and Jessica seemed to grind to a halt. Candice watched as the human Jessica looked her figure over. Candice liked how Jessica looked at her it sent a thrill through her every time.\n\nJessica shook her head and said. \"That is criminally hot. Where the hell did you get that costume?\"\n\n\"I found this little shop on the far side of town. They do fabulous custom work but you have to pay for it.\" Candice lied.\n\n\"Yeah, okay.\" Jessica seemed to make a decision. \"Fuck it. If ... If you would like to skip the party and the two of us just make out or something...\" Jessica's brain fried and she darted back out the door. \n\nCandice stared at the door for a minute before she realized what Jessica had just half asked and that it probably had embarrassed the human woman immensely. Candice was out of her room and across the hall pushing into Jessica's room a second later. Jessica wasn't there. She turned and rushed to the bathroom, not there either. Racing to the living room she caught Jessica just before the human could open the front door to their apartment.\n\n\"Yes.\" Candice said quickly. \"Let's skip the party and stay in.\" Candice leaned forward and kissed the woman. A slight terror shot through her mind about Jessica's casual strength but the human woman just wrapped her in a pleasantly tight hug and deepened their kiss.\n\n\"Let's take this back to my room\" Candice said. \"What do you think about rope?\"\n\n-----\n\nGoing at this from the perspective of humans are space orcs."
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"content": "Robert was living the dream. He woke up and stretched, then rolled out of bed and took off his pants. He looked down at his morning wood with affection and slapped it a couple times. \"Well you're a happy little guy,\" he said to his stiff cock.\n\nHe went downstairs and looked around, still yawning. But a morning hard-on wasn't going to take care of itself. He found his recent favorite, a free use slut who liked to wait for him by the reference section. She was on her knees, arranging books on the bottom shelf. He grinned watching her. She was *obviously* just wasting time waiting for him.\n\nGetting to his knees behind her he eagerly stuffed his erection into her tight pussy, relishing in the warm, fleshy textures as he slid inside. She gasped a little and froze as he grabbed her by the hips and started thrusting viciously, howling and moaning with delight. She let a tight whine rise in her chest as he pounded her from behind, his rock hard cock jabbing her deep inside. He reached forward and grabbed one of her tits, letting his fingers glide smoothly along her soft, delicate skin. He squeezed hard and rammed her, tightening his muscles as the tip of his cock began to blast his load into the deepest part of her slick cavern of pleasure.\n\nHe groaned while his cock twitched inside her, squeezing her breast even tighter as he hunched over her and panted on the back of her neck. Her whole body shuddered and she let out a soft, restrained moan. He felt her muscles twitching along with the pulses of his delivery.\n\nRobert pulled out and slapped her ass before standing up. She yelped and he looked around, stretching. *This free use library is incredible,* he told himself, feeling especially lucky to get to live in its attic.\n\nHe wandered to the front desk where a cranky old lady was sitting, working at a computer. He knew she was the one who shushed the kids the most in the afternoons, but he also knew how she herself needed shushing when he came around. As usual around this hour, she was sitting on a stool, hanging her ancient ass off the edge. He grabbed it and squeezed, watching her squirm with delight in the chair.\n\nHe slapped his cock a few times to wake it up and spit on it. Rubbing the spit around he found the little old lady's asshole and pressed his cock against it. She let out a surprised, \"oof!\" and slapped the counter as he entered, feeling how she tightened against his cock. He began thrusting, occasionally slapping her like a cowboy should as he rides his cow. She grunted with pleasure each time he rammed her, and even reached back to see if she could touch him.\n\nOf course he could touch what he wanted, and he could pass through what he wanted. That was the advantage to being dead. He watched her hand pass through his chest, then his belly, and he chuckled watching her try to grab his balls. All the while he continued letting her tight anus stroke his hungry cock. She moaned and arched her back, letting out heavy sighs from time to time while he thrust inside her.\n\nAfter a few minutes of banging her he decided he'd had enough. He allowed himself to focus on the tingling in the head of his dick as it rubbed against her colon, and soon his erection was flicking strongly inside her as his cum shot out. *He he,* he thought to himself. *Have fun squeezing that out later granny.*\n\nHe pulled out and spanked her one last time before stretching his arms over his head and looking around for another free use bitch in his library. He knew all the regular employees pretty well. They were easy to see. The patrons, especially the infrequent ones, were nothing but a faint blur in his vision.\n\nHowever, as he scanned around the library he caught sight of a pretty little quiet girl sitting on a chair reading a book. *Ooh,* he thought. *She must be a regular if I can see her so well.* He wandered in her direction and stared at her. She was probably in her early twenties and had nothing better to do with her time than come to the library and read frequently enough for him to spot her. He smiled, wondering if she'd heard the stories about him.\n\nHe floated onto his back and jiggled his cock until it was stiff. He drifted under the seat and rose until he felt himself inserting into her tight pussy. She jumped and covered her mouth to stifle a yelp. He froze as she looked around, eyes as wide as dinnerplates. She sat very still as he continued to slide inside. She tilted onto her side and run her hand along the seat cushion between her ass and his pelvis, looking for whatever was penetrating her, but of course she found nothing.\n\nShe felt *amazing* and he wondered how he'd never noticed her before. He began to thrust up into her and quickly it became apparent that she was *super* into it. She began to rock her hip and move on him, taking over the job. He held still and let her grind on him. He looked up at her face. She was *smiling*.\n\n*Quite the kinky ho, aren't we!* he thought. He pressed deeper inside her and felt how she clamped down on him harder and harder as she became more and more aroused. Her tight pussy canal rubbed and slid along the length of his cock with each movement and the sound of her heavy breathing and soft moans *really* turned him on.\n\nSoon she grabbed her mouth and her eyes looked as though they could pop out. Her grinding continued with fervor as she let out a long, soft moan and clenched her eyes and jaw tightly. He felt her pulsing on him as her face turned red. He was *extremely* aroused and it only took a few deep thrusts for him to get sent over the edge as well, pumping her *full* of his cum. She shuddered on him as he came and he moaned so loud he felt the librarians turning their heads looking for the source of the sound.\n\nShe collapsed in the chair and he drifted down to the floor under her and they both took a deep breath. *Wow,* he said to himself, floating to an upright position. *I'll keep an eye out for this one in the future.*\n\nThen he eagerly turned his attention back to the regulars. \"Now where's Mrs. Matthews?\" he wondered out loud, drifting through a row of bookshleves."
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"content": "*Ki-Ki-Ki-Ma-Ma-Ma*\n\n​\n\nJason had the cabin in his sights as he stomped toward it. Wearing his signature hockey mask, the silent Crystal Lake Killer readied himself as he stepped onto the porch. However, something else caught his attention. Jason turned to see two giggling women, Jenny and Lexie, at a makeshift campsite holding bears. Jenny and Lexie were only wearing a shirt and panties. Jenny was drinking while Lexie smoked.\n\nThey seemed to be calling for his attention.\n\nJason turned away from the door and walked toward the two women. He then stopped as the Jenny and Lexie gave him their undivided attention.\n\n\"Wanna smoke some pot?\" asked Lexie.\n\n\"Wanna have premarital sex?\" asked Jenny.\n\nThey both laughed and giggled as they dropped their stuff and removed their shirts, showing their perky tits. They both said, \"We love premarital sex!\"\n\nJenny and Lexie then snuggled into their sleeping bags as they stared at the silent man, their intentions were crystal clear.\n\nJason stared at them. This would have been the time when Mother's words would have filled his head as he carried out her actions. \n\nBut something else happened.\n\nJason's cold, emotionless gaze locked onto Jenny and Lexie, his masked face giving away nothing. A sinister grin tugged at the corners of his lips as he slowly approached the two women. \n\nWithout a word, Jason positioned himself between them, his towering presence casting a shadow over their vulnerable forms. Jenny and Lexie could feel the fear that had befallen many of Camp Slasher's victims in their final moments. However, they needed to do this.\n\nLexie, her voice trembling with fear and excitement, got out from her sleeping bag and reached out to graze her fingers along the rough texture of Jason's hockey mask. \"You're so mysterious, Jason. We've always been curious about what's behind that mask. Care to show us?\"\n\nJason's silence was his answer. He swiftly grabbed Lexie by the waist, lifting her effortlessly and pinning her against a nearby tree. Lexie gasped as the wind was knocked out from her, but she quickly recovered as she held his neck. Jason's strong hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of her exposed skin. Lexie moaned and writhed under his touch, surrendering herself to the raw dominance that radiated from him.\n\nMeanwhile, Jenny watched with hungry eyes, her breath quickening in anticipation. She couldn't resist the urge to join in the scene unfolding before her. With a boldness that matched her desire, she stepped closer to Jason, her hand reaching for the bulge in his pants.\n\nAs Jenny teased him with her touch, Jason released Lexie from his grasp, allowing her to sink to her knees. She eagerly unzipped his pants, freeing his throbbing cock, hard and ready for their sinful pleasure. Her lips encased his length, her mouth working in sync with her sinful desires.\n\nJenny, not wanting to be left out, knelt and positioned herself behind Jason, teasing his asshole with her fingers before plunging them deep inside. Mother must be spinning in her grave.\r\n\nJason's primal instincts took over as he surrendered to the temptations that Jenny and Lexie offered. His thrusts grew more urgent, his cock pounding into Lexie's eager mouth, while Jenny's fingers continued their relentless assault.\r\n\nAs the orgasmic wave crashed over them, Jason's primal roar mingled with the moans and giggles of Jenny and Lexie. Jason's legs buckled and Jenny ducked as Jason fell to the ground and slept.\n\n\"Holy shit!\" Jenny said as she got up. \"Do you think that was Jason's first jizz?\"\n\n\"Maybe,\" said Lexie as she wiped her mouth. \"Wanna make out until the police come?\"\n\nJenny giggled at the unintended pun. \"Let's kiss over his body!\""
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"content": "Vicky and I laughed after leaving another house, carrying our bags of candy. It was nearly midnight. I saw that there was only one more house at the end of the street.\n\n\"Should we turn around?\" I asked.\n\n\"No, let's go,\" Vicky replied.\n\n\"Well...\"\n\n\"Come on,\" she whined. \"We've never been there in all our years of trick or treating.\"\n\n\"You really want to?\"\n\n\"Yeah, I'm curious,\" she said. \"It could be a cool story someday.\"\n\n\"OK, fine.\" We started walking to the house. \"What do you think that creepy recluse is going to give us?\"\n\n\"I heard he gives you some weird candy, and then you spend the whole night in that old house. None of the other girls said what actually happens there.\"\n\n\"You know, he might be a complete psychopath. What if he tries to fuck us?\"\n\nVicky shrugged. \"Well, he can't be any worse than the guys we've dated.\"\n\n\"True.\"\n\nWe got to the front door. It was a small, run-down place, that's for sure.\n\n\"OK, here goes,\" Vicky said. She rang the doorbell. We waited a few moments and didn't hear anything.\n\n\"Maybe he's gone,\" I said. \"Should we leave?\"\n\nThen, the door creaked open. An older guy in his 40s or 50s appeared in the entrance.\n\n\"Trick or treat!\"\n\nHe smiled wistfully, looking us up and down. \"Nice costumes.\"\n\n\"Thanks. My name's Vicky. I'm a dog, and my best friend Lisa is a cat.\"\n\n\"My name's Jim. Why don't you come in, and I'll see if I have any candy lying around.\"\n\nWe stepped inside and closed the door behind us. He led us into the kitchen, where there was a plate of chocolate on the table.\n\n\"Help yourselves,\" he said.\n\nVicky and I both picked up a piece. \"Cheers.\" We ate the chocolate, chewing it up in our mouths slowly before swallowing it. The taste was bitter but not unpleasant.\n\nJim watched us eat. He was the same height as us and seemed harmless, almost timid. Neither attractive nor ugly, just very plain-looking. I glanced around the kitchen. There were dirty dishes piled in the sink and several bottles of moonshine on the counter.\n\n\"I don't think I've seen you ladies before,\" he said. \"You live around here?\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Vicky replied. \"We grew up in this neighborhood and graduated from high school a few years ago. We just never made it to the end of the street until now.\"\n\n\"Well, I'm glad you finally did,\" he said. \"I haven't had any visitors so far today and was afraid my chocolate would go to waste.\"\n\n\"How many trick or treaters do you normally get on Halloween?\" I asked.\n\n\"Not many. Sometimes, none at all. Rarely anyone as pretty as you two,\" he said, smiling.\n\n\"Could I lie down? I feel dizzy,\" Vicky whispered.\n\n\"I think we'd better go,\" I said.\n\n\"Oh, don't be silly,\" Jim replied. \"Bedroom's this way.\" He steered Vicky out of the kitchen, his hand on her waist. I followed them, feeling light-headed myself but also kind of horny for some reason. There was a familiar wetness between my thighs.\n\nWe entered the bedroom. In the middle was a queen-sized bed with no sheets, just a few dirty pillows. The covers were laying on the floor next to it.\n\nVicky laid down and closed her eyes. \"Are you OK?\" I asked. She had a docile smile on her face but didn't respond.\n\n\"She'll be fine,\" Jim said. \"The chocolate you had just makes people feel a bit sleepy and euphoric. You're getting turned on, right?\"\n\n\"Mmm.\" I nodded.\n\nHe guided me onto the bed next to Vicky. The drug was starting to take effect, and I didn't have the strength to resist. I tried to keep my eyes open, but they felt so heavy.\n\n\"Don't worry, Lisa. I'll take care of you,\" he said. \"Sweet dreams.\" He kissed my forehead and then squeezed my tits, dropping the nice guy act now that he knew I couldn't fight him. \"Very nice,\" he said. I felt his hands underneath my tutu, pulling down my thong, before everything went dark.\n\nA while later, I woke up and heard something barking. I stared at the ceiling and turned my head to see Jim kneeling behind Vicky. He was completely naked. There was a pillow under Vicky's hips, propping her ass in the air, and he was fucking her, appropriately enough, in doggy style. She was still wearing most of her costume, but Jim had opened the snap at the crotch of her leotard and pulled down her pantyhose. He held her waist and pounded her hard, making his hips slap against her asscheeks.\n\n\"Louder, bitch,\" he commanded.\n\n\"Arf! Arf! Arf!\"\n\n\"Vicky?\" I muttered.\n\nI guess she was lost in her own world because she didn't acknowledge me at all.\n\nJim, however, looked at me and grinned. \"You've already had your turn, pussy cat. I'm going to breed this one now, but I'll get back to you later. Promise.\"\n\nI reached down and felt his semen leaking out of my vagina. My tank top and tutu had been pushed up so that my tits and pussy were exposed, and I was oddly pleased. Soon enough, I dozed off again, even as Vicky kept barking next to me.\n\n\"Meow.\" I woke myself up and opened my eyes. I was lying on my back, and Jim was now moving on top of me in missionary, thrusting his hard cock in and out of my pussy.\n\n\"Keep going,\" he said. \"You're a cat in heat. Beg for it.\"\n\nI continued to meow, the sound almost foreign to my ears, as Jim fucked my eager hole, bringing me so much pleasure. My legs were wrapped around him, my thigh-high socks rubbing against his skin and my toes curling inside my ballet flats.\n\nI heard Vicky chuckle. \"Yeah, breed her, Master. Breed that pussy.\"\n\nJim smiled down at me as he ran his fingers through my hair. I groaned, and my whole body shuddered as I came.\n\n\"Here it comes, kitty.\" Jim grunted loudly and buried himself inside me as deep as he could. Through the haze of my orgasm, I felt the warm seed enter my unprotected body as his cock pulsed over and over again. Then, he gave me a few more thrusts, oozing the last of his sperm into my womb, before collapsing on top of me. We kissed. \"Good girl,\" he muttered. I felt more used and satisfied than ever. Vicky giggled, and I blacked out.\n\nLater, I woke to sunlight shining in through the curtains as Jim nudged us gently. \"Hey. It's morning,\" he said.\n\nVicky and I sat up. Our costumes had been put back on properly, and our pussies were still sloppy with his seed. We took turns using the bathroom, and then Jim led us to the front door. He hugged us both.\n\n\"Hope you ladies had a good time last night.\"\n\nWe nodded shyly.\n\nHe smiled. \"I know I did. Happy Halloween.\"\n\n\"Happy Halloween,\" we said, leaving the house with our bags of candy. We walked down the street for a while before we looked at each other wide-eyed.\n\n\"Oh my gosh,\" Vicky said. \"What was that?\"\n\n\"No idea,\" I replied.\n\n\"I remember that Jim was fucking me while making me bark like a dog, and then he was fucking you while you meowed like a cat. Am I going crazy?\"\n\n\"No, that did happen. I remember some parts. It was strange but also hot.\"\n\n\"It was. The old guy had surprisingly good stamina,\" Vicky said. \"Hey, you're missing your cat ears.\"\n\nI reached up and realized my headband was gone. We looked each other over. \"Your dog ears are gone, too,\" I said.\n\n\"Ugh. Guess he must have taken them.\"\n\n\"Souvenirs from his conquests.\" I sighed.\n\n\"He can keep them. It was fun, but I'm not going back to that house.\"\n\n\"Me neither.\"\n\nAs Vicky and I walked home, we agreed to never talk about that night again, and we didn't. Not even when we gave birth to our sons nine months later."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] A pair of ghosts decide to use possession and paranormal trickery to get a couple of rivals to go from enemies to lovers... | [
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"content": "\"Can I come up into your attic?\" Emily pleaded.\n\n\"No.\" Frank was *always* grumpy.\n\n\"Come on, *please*?\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"But I'm *bored*.\" She whined and looked up the stairs at him with puppy eyes.\n\nHe had his back turned to her though. \"No.\"\n\n\"Come on,\" she begged. \"Just for a minute. You *never* let me go up there.\"\n\nHe turned slowly and sneered at her. They'd been in the same house together for over a hundred years though, and he already knew he couldn't frighten her. It's hard to scare someone who's already dead. \"Go mess with the restaurant staff.\"\n\n\"That's *boring*,\" she protested. When the building was first converted into a restaurant it had been fun prancing around the restaurant and laughing, moving at the edges of their field of vision, and even throwing things occasionally. But in the end, it just didn't provide any excitement anymore.\n\nAn employee walked through her and shivered, carrying a box of something to the attic.\n\n\"Oh look, you *must* let me come up and spook him up there with you! Attics are *so* spooky already, it must be so much more fun scaring people up there!\"\n\nIt was true, the employee's knees were shaking as he carried the heavy box up the steep stairs to the attic. Frank glared down the stairs at her. \"No, and I'm busy now. Go away.\" He sidestepped the employee and hovered around just behind him, looking over his shoulder and breathing on the back of his neck.\n\nThe employee was on high alert, quickly rushing the box to a corner and hightailing it out of there, constantly looking behind himself and letting out frightened whimpers as he ran. The old ghost smirked and chuckled to himself as the man tripped his way down the stairs and steadied himself against a wall, huffing and gasping.\n\n\"No fair!\" Emily shouted. \"You have *all* the fun up there!\"\n\n\"Well go find something to do!\" Frank cried, waving her off.\n\nThe front door walked in and Emily turned to see the newest employee, a woman named Jessica, standing in the entryway looking around. The moment she caught sight of the trembling man at the base of the stairs, she rolled her eyes and briskly walked away toward the kitchen. The man grumbled something and fumed to himself before walking off in another direction.\n\n\"Oh,\" Emily said thoughtfully, \"she *really* doesn't like him.\" She looked up at Frank. \"What's his name?\"\n\nFrank scowled at her. \"Who?\"\n\n\"The man you scared. What's his name?\"\n\nHe rolled his eyes at her. \"Don't care,\" he muttered.\n\n\"Well she *hates* him.\"\n\nThe old man looked down at Emily with an idea. \"You still looking for something to do?\"\n\nShe peered up at him suspiciously. \"Yes,\" she said slowly.\n\n\"Get them to fight. Could be fun to watch.\" He smirked.\n\nEmily thought about it. \"You know what could be *more* fun?\" She asked mischievously.\n\nHe raised his eyebrows in curiosity.\n\n\"You should help me get them to fall in *love*.\" She hugged herself and smiled adoringly.\n\n\"No.\" Frank said flatly.\n\n\"Oh come on,\" Emily insisted. \"You always said you wanted to see some action around here.\"\n\nFrank's eyes slowly lit up with understanding. \"He he,\" he chuckled. Then he looked at her disapprovingly. \"You're too young for that shit.\"\n\nShe shrugged. \"Am I? By my count I'm nearly one hundred and fifty years old.\"\n\nHe frowned. \"Doesn't seem right.\"\n\n\"Come on,\" she persisted. \"Will you help me?\"\n\nHe let out a long sigh and took a heavy step onto the stairs.\n\nShe squealed and clapped, jumping up and down with delight. \"Oh boy!\" she cheered. \"This is going to be *fun*!\"\n\nHe rolled his eyes but couldn't help but let a weak smile slip past his defenses.\n\nIt was almost dinner time. Frank set an unofficial goal to have them fucking in his basement before closing time, but he didn't tell Emily. His mouth watered at the possibility of seeing them go at it. He hadn't seen any action like that since the last couple to own the house since they sold it, close to a hundred years ago. His mouth watered as he drifted around the restaurant with Emily figuring out where the two were.\n\nThe man was waiting tables in the old sunroom, and they found the woman storming around the kitchen. \"She's a hot one,\" Frank observed.\n\nEmily looked at him suspiciously. \"What *kind* of hot?\" she asked carefully.\n\nFrank scowled at her. \"Spicy. Fiery. Hotheaded.\"\n\nEmily grinned. \"You think she's pretty.\"\n\nThe old ghost glanced quickly at Jessica and back at Emily, trying to keep his eyes from giving away his guilt. \"No, but she's spunky.\"\n\nEmily giggled. \"And you *like* that, don't you!\"\n\n\"Shut up.\" Frank said, glowering.\n\nThe little girl shrugged. \"So,\" she said after a moment. \"How do we get them to fall in love?\"\n\nFrank thought a moment. Just then the man walked into the kitchen and almost turned around to leave, but Frank stuck his foot in the door and the man knocked into it and fell onto his ass. Jessica smiled and stifled a laugh.\n\nEmily grinned. \"Hey, that was good Frank!\"\n\nThe old ghost beamed with pride.\n\nThey almost missed their next opportunity, but just then Emily noticed that the man had gotten to his feet and was grabbing some food and Jessica was about to walk right past him. The little girl swiftly rushed to the scene and perfectly timed a quick slap on the man's butt as Jessica walked by.\n\nThe man quickly turned around with wide eyes. \"What was *that* for?\" he cried.\n\nJessica just kept walking, unaware he was talking to her.\n\n\"Hey!\" he cried. \"Jessica! What was that all about?\"\n\nShe whipped around. \"What are you talking about Derek?\"\n\nEmily and Frank looked at each other and smiled. \"Derek,\" they both said in unison.\n\n\"You just slapped my ass,\" he accused.\n\nHer eyes bulged and steam flew out of her ears. \"How *dare* you accuse me of touching you! I did no such thing!\"\n\n\"I *felt* it,\" he sneered.\n\n\"Yeah?\" she yelled. \"Did it feel like *THIS*?\" She stepped forward and slapped him on the face.\n\nHe grabbed his red face, half concealing his look of shock.\n\nJessica huffed and turned to walk away.\n\n\"Quick!\" Emily pleaded with Frank. \"Do something! This isn't going well at all!\" She covered her eyes and breathed in sharply, worried she may have ruined the whole operation.\n\nFrank zipped over and directly into Derek. Emily watched as Derek jolted and shook before quickly calling out, \"Wait!\"\n\nJessica whirled around and glared at Derek's body, unaware that anything had changed. \"What,\" she growled.\n\n\"I... I...\" Emily couldn't tell if the stuttering was part of an act or because Frank really didn't know what to say.\n\n\"You *what*?\" Jessica prodded impatiently.\n\n\"I think you're beautiful,\" the words stumbled out awkwardly and in rapid succession.\n\nFrank launched out of Derek's body gasping and panting.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A very milky cowgirl is hired by a wealthy family to help their flat chested daughter "fill out a bit"... | [
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"content": "“For the last fucking time, I’m a cowgirl! Not a witch!”\n\nI long since learned that living through life as a cowgirl often means putting up with an endless parade of bad jokes and unwelcome remarks about your body. Strangers just _love_ to call me Bessie, for example. Men will openly ogle my breasts in public, sometimes women as well. When catcalling, dudes will actually shout like a cattle auctioneer, as if I’m a feral bovine on the block. Most embarrassing of all, coworkers will actually grope my chest, asking for a squirt of milk for their coffee. Yes, it has happened more than once! \n\nI’ve learned it and have accepted it… for the most part. To a certain extent, I even understand it. Hell, I’d probably stare at a lady whose breasts accounted for nearly half her body mass, if the shoe were on the other foot. Nevertheless, sometimes a girl just boils over. And when Tina had the audacity to ask me if drinking my milk could give her a massive set of tits like mine? Well, she just so happened to be the lucky winner of the “Piss Bethany off” sweepstakes.\n\n“I’m sorry!” Tina replied, although based on the offended look on her face, she didn’t exactly look too sorry as she recoiled back.\n\nI grit my teeth, biting back a sarcastic comment in reply. I briefly considered apologizing for my outburst. I really don’t like shouting at people, particularly since the dinner table was crowded with awkward faces who didn’t deserve to have their evening ruined. However, the more I thought about it, the more I felt justified for my reaction. \n\nAdmittedly the bulk of my frustration wasn’t really with Tina; annoyed with her as I was, I understood that. Still, it is pretty fucking obnoxious to act like I was some supernatural force or mythical creature just because my milky tits were each roughly the size of a ‘normal woman’s’ torso. I didn’t choose to be a hucow, damnit! It was then I felt a small hand on my arm, and I looked down to see my girlfriend, Alexis, putting a relaxing paw on my forearm. \n\n“Relax, sweetheart.” She said, soothingly, trying to ease tensions. “Tina didn’t mean anything by it. Did you, Tina?”\n\nI was outraged. We were lovers, sure. But this conversation really had nothing to do with Tina! Why was she getting her oar in the water? Then I saw Alexis give me a wink, clearly the feline had something planned. \n\n“No!” Tina said quickly, as if sensing that Alexis was the path back to my good graces, and perhaps even what she wanted. “I didn’t mean anything by it all. I’m just… desperate, I suppose.”\n\nThere was a brief moment of silence over the table. Things were so tense and awkward the other diners felt and sounded as if they were a hundred miles away. Then, finally, conversation resumed, as did the steady clicks and scrapes of cutlery against our plates. I let out a breath of air, thinking it was all over, \n\nApparently she had read online somewhere that hucow milk was supposed to have some magical properties, and apparently the flat chested girl was so desperate for bigger breasts she had actually asked me for some of my ‘magical milk’. I’d been offended, tired of being viewed as something other than human just because my breasts were so massive. Alexis, on the other paw, saw a business opportunity even though she, more than anyone, ought to know that hucow milk didn’t cause breast expansion. If it did Alexis wouldn’t be able to stand up! The formally petite feline drank at least a gallon of my milk every week. If a cup of it was all that Tina needed for the breasts of her dreams, Alexis would have even bigger tits than me!\n\nAlthough, admittedly, her breasts _had_ grown some since we’d started dating. But that was mostly due to her body swelling outwards head to toe! She was growing rounder thanks to her regular diet of hucow milk, but my ‘white honey’ as she called it. She’d grown softer, as I preferred to put it, around her hips, but, and belly. Her arms jiggled a little more than they used to as she moved about. She wasn’t oblivious to her weight gain, my milk tasty for her to break the habit. And, to tell you the truth, neither of us were too bothered by her weight gain. As a matter of fact, I thought she looked pretty cute as she grew chubbier. \n\n“Understandable sweetheart.” Alexis said. “So we’ll make you a deal. You give us two grand in cash today, and I’ll get you a half gallon of certified hucow milk by tomorrow afternoon.”\n\nTina was related. “Thankyouthankyouthankyou!” She blurted out, fantasies about bigger boobs undoubtedly raged through her head. I was outraged. How dare Alexis volunteer me and my breasts to make a quick buck. I wanted to rip into her, but we’d long since agreed that we would keep the drama of our relationship out of the public eye. We stood out enough as a couple already, there was no need to draw extra attention to ourselves. So, I held my rage inside until we got home. \n\n“How dare you!” I exclaimed, turning on my girlfriend angrily once our apartment door was locked. “I thought you were different from the others. I thought you recognized me as a person, not a pair of walking tits.”\n\nAlexis responded to my bitter tirade by simply smacking me on the ass and telling me to drop to my knees. When I remain standing? She spanked me again, harder than the first time, and instructed me in an even sterner voice than before, which caused my eyes to grow wide in shock. Despite myself, I slowly sank to my knees. Getting eye to eye with my much smaller girlfriend. \n\n“I know you’re a person.” Alexis said, matter-of-factly. “But I also know, no matter how big you are, you’re a submissive little bovine in your heart of hearts.” \n\nIt was tough to argue her point, particularly as I bowed my head submissively. \n\n“Now.” Alexis went on, once it was clear I would proffer no defense. “I know it’s not nice to deal with small-minded fools. But tell me this, what’s better. Yelling at them and making a jackass out of yourself? Or fleecing them out of two thousand dollars?”\n\nI still said nothing, so my little feline Mistress continued. “Never argue with stupid people. They will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience… take their money instead!”\n\n“I don’t think that’s exactly how the quote is supposed to go.” I said, finally breaking my silence.\n\nAlexis shrugged her shoulders, clearly unconcerned by my objection. Instead, she pointed me into the direction of what we have come to call the milking room. \n\nOne of the many issues a cowgirl like myself faces, such as finding clothes that fit my mammoth mammaries, is milk production. Each of my breasts produces roughly a gallon of milk a day. Yes, a whole ass gallon. If I don’t make an active effort to drain them it becomes rather rapidly painful. I start leaking as well, as my breasts desperately try to reduce pressure inside them, making a hell of a mess. There’s also a host of medical problems that follow, if I allow my milk supply to back up too much. \n\nSo, it is immensely helpful to have Alexis around, she is more than happy to help me deal with the flood of milk. But the poor cat girl can only drink so much milk, and that was where my milking room came into play. It was set up in the bedroom Alexis used to inhabit before we’d become a couple and opted to sleep in the same bed every night. My milking room was outfitted with the breast pump money could buy, a giant stainless steel that could drain my breasts in roughly fifteen minutes. There was also a fridge to keep my milk cold until we had time to run it down to the local food bank, where it was distributed among needy newborns. Lastly, there was an extremely comfortable chair to keep me relaxed through the process, and a TV to keep us entertained. Although, more often than not, we’d ignore the TV. Instead, we’d snuggle, kiss, or even make love while we waited for my pump to drain my breasts."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "Yeah, I couldn't afford any bondage gear, so I'm just gonna have 2 of my friends pin you down. You cool with that?" | [
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"content": "\"So...\" Sarah fiddled with her hands nervously. \"Remember when you said you wanted to try a bondage night where I tie you up?\"\n\nI furrowed my brow and nodded slowly. \"Yeah,\" I confirmed. \"It'd be super hot.\" My eyes widened. \"Is that what you have in mind for tonight?\" I beamed and my insides started trembling with excitement. I even started getting a little hard.\n\n\"Well,\" she said tentatively. \"I couldn't afford any bondage gear.\" She grinned and raised her eyebrows expectantly, shrugging.\n\nI let out a sigh. \"That's alright babe,\" I said. \"We can save up and...\"\n\n\"But!\" she interjected excitedly. \"I had a different idea. What if I have a couple of my friends pin you down? Would that work?\"\n\nMy eyes got *really* wide and I nodded approvingly. \"Heck yeah.\" I went through the list of her friends in my mind, wondering who she would have convinced to try to hold me down. \"But babe, you aren't worried about them getting... *more* involved?\"\n\n\"Oh no,\" she assured me. \"That's part of the fun.\" She grinned and winked at me. Then she called over her shoulder. \"Alright, you can come out now.\"\n\nThe bathroom door opened and my eyes popped out. \"Oh!\" I exclaimed. \"So we're doing this *now*, huh?\"\n\nShe clapped and squealed with delight. \"Yes! I'm so excited!\"\n\nMy gut cinched and my asshole puckered when I saw a massive six foot beast of a man walk out of the bathroom. His schlong hung at least eight inches down and it wasn't even erect yet. Behind him a well-built woman covered in muscles sauntered out. She was shorter, but I was too close to passing out to estimate her height.\n\n\"Oh babe...\" I began nervously. My heart was pounding. I was having serious second thoughts about the situation. I turned and ran for the bedroom but the athletic woman was too quick for me. She hurdled our couch and tackled me to the ground, spreading her whole toned body over mine and pinning me with her knees on my thighs and her hands holding my wrists.\n\nThe hulk jogged over and straddled my chest, holding my elbows down with his knees as the girl sat up. The giant dong dangled just above my face and I closed my eyes and turned to the side, wincing. But an inner excitement was building. Part of me was disgusted but another, louder part of me was insanely turned on. The woman noticed.\n\nA gruff, barely female voice called out with a vaguely European accent. \"Your boy is getting hard.\" She sounded pleased. \"You like getting tackled I think,\" and she patted my package through my pants.\n\nMy girlfriend walked over to me and looked down, pulling off her shirt. Her long, gorgeous hair flowed down around her and she smiled. \"We've got everything we need. We've got restraints.\" She leaned over and patted the man's thick thighs. \"And we've even got a gag.\" She gave his slowly stiffening monster cock a couple of strokes while my eyes bulged.\n\nWatching Sarah's tiny hands slide along his thick cock took my breath away and I felt myself getting even harder. Muscles reached down and grabbed the neck of my shirt and ripped it open. The woman reached between his legs and continued the tear until my shirt was open, then she got up and pulled my pants and boxers off before pinning down my ankles again.\n\n\"Alright,\" my girlfriend announced, kneeling by my head, \"it's time for the gag.\" She bent over and kissed me long and hard on the lips while she stroked the giant cock a few times. Then muscles pulled my jaw open and leaned forward, inserting his cock into my mouth. It kept coming, going deeper and deeper as he leaned forward into my girlfriend. Eventually she moved aside and he was so deep inside me I began to gag. He was so stiff and long that even if I turned to the side I couldn't get his cock out of my mouth. I tried to push it out with my tongue but he only got harder.\n\nI retched and choked a few times but eventually my gag reflex gave up, resigning itself to a state of overstimulation. I took long, deep breaths in through my nose and focused on getting air to my lungs while his still stiffening cock began to snake down my throat a little at a time.\n\nI felt hands around my cock and on my balls. They felt soft and delicate, so I ruled out the friends. My girlfriend stroked me as I hardened in her hands, precum leaking out like crazy. She smeared it on me, using it to slicken her hand job before I felt her warm lips close around me and she began to suck. I struggled against the knees on my elbows and the cock in my mouth, and I jerked and tried to kick with my legs, but it was no use. They were *far* stronger than I was.\n\nBut the feeling of helplessness was invigorating. My cock felt *way* harder than usual. I moaned on the fat cock in my mouth as my girlfriend stroked me with her lips, her soft hair falling on my thighs and belly as she worked. Then I felt a third set of fingers fondling my balls and I breathed in sharply through my nose, the muscles in my torso tensing up as the other woman started joining in on the fun.\n\nI hated not being able to see. I heard the sounds of kissing and figured it had to be Sarah and the woman. I felt my girlfriend slide a knee over my belly and prepare to mount me, holding the tip of my cock at the edge of her soft, tight pussy. I still felt the extra hand grabbing my balls as I slipped inside my girlfriend's familiar hole, but everything felt so new and unique that I shuddered uncontrollably under the weight of these strangers holding me down.\n\nThen I began to panic as a sudden realization hit me. The giant cock wasn't *actually* in my throat yet. I felt it so far back against the back of my mouth that it *felt* like I had him in my throat, but I felt him beginning to *actually* move past the back of my tongue and block my airway. I shook and tried to shout but it only made him extend deeper. The feeling on my cock was intense as my girlfriend began to grind and I took a deep, slow breath just as the fat dick fully plugged me up.\n\nThe orgasm built *quickly* at that point as my body ramped into overdrive. I twitched and jerked and felt myself firing off my load as a flurry of endorphins and adrenaline flooded my system. Intense pleasure overwhelmed me as I pushed against the cock in my throat and squirmed under the human bonds pinning me to the floor. My girlfriend moaned and rode my rock hard cock more intensely while I pulsed inside her. I felt her tightening on me as my vision began to fade. At the last moment, just as my body began to convulse, the cock was retracted a little and I was able to pull a rush of air into my lungs, my mouth still stuffed with dick.\n\nNow I could taste his salty precum as my little near death experience had clearly turned him on. He began to thrust slowly in my mouth, his fat member rubbing sensually against my tongue as he moved in and out. Sarah's moans grew louder as she began to pulsate on me, wild pleasure spasms squeezing on my cock which somehow remained stiff as a board.\n\nMy fingertips tingled as my girlfriend unmounted me, cum leaking out onto my belly. I felt my cock enter a mouth far too quickly, it had to be the other lady. She sucked and licked and stroked and I felt my girlfriend slip into place holding my ankles down as the other woman spun around and mounted my cock.\n\nHer pussy was altogether different. She was lean and hard where my girlfriend was tender and delicate. This woman's pussy almost seemed to grab old of me and suck me inside and I gasped, grunting on the cock that continued to thrust in my mouth. I felt his cock getting even harder as more precum made its way onto my tongue.\n\n*Normal ball gags don't cum in your mouth,* I thought as my \"bondage gear\" continued to ravage my body. I felt the woman bouncing on my cock, stroking me with her muscular vagina as well as my girlfriend could with her hands. The cock in my mouth tightened one final time before it began to twitch and unload, shot after shot of thick cum oozing into my mouth. He shoved it down my throat and my eyes bulged as cum was launched down my gullet. He held it while I squirmed and struggled and I heard him moaning and grunting, thrusting a few more times while I fought to find my swallow muscles to prevent the cum from going down my airway.\n\nI coughed on him and he retreated back into my mouth, which continued to fill with more cum. I tried to blow some of it out through my lips but he was too thick and I was sealed shut. It blew out through my nose and I gagged and snorted and coughed some more. With cum dripping down my face and tears streaming from my eyes I felt the woman's riding intensify as she began to grind and ride, reaching down to grab my balls and squeeze.\n\nWherever my girlfriend found these \"friends\" they were some *freaky* people. I heard the woman screaming as she clamped down on me and pulsed. I felt myself hardening and preparing for another orgasm but she dismounted before I came. My legs were freed as my girlfriend leaned over and took me into her mouth and stroked vigorously, earning herself another load, this time in her mouth. I moaned on the slowly softening cock in my mouth and arched my back, trying to lift my hips off the ground. I shuddered and trembled as the man finally released my arms. My hands and fingers ached as blood finally began to flow again and I coughed and gasped as the cock was removed from my mouth.\n\nI took long, deep breaths, coughing occasionally and blowing cum from my nose. Sarah climbed up until she was straddling my torso and she smiled down at me. \"How was it babe?\" she asked innocently. \"Should we have them over again soon?\"\n\nMy eyes bulged and I started laughing. I had no idea how to answer that. \"Give me a few hours to figure out what just happened,\" I said, \"and we'll talk about it.\"\n\nShe smiled and laughed and wiped cum off my face with part of my torn shirt. Then she leaned over and gave me a long, gentle kiss."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Lady Gwyn, the headless horserider, scours the woods for men out alone after dark on Samhain. Then, she fucks them. | [
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"content": "Some nights, I go out into the countryside and look up at the sky as I have a beer. Things were not looking up, honestly. I ended up going to a job I hated, was constantly denied a raise, and I was now in my thirties with nothing to show for it. \n\nThat was when I saw something dark in the distance, moving through the hills. “What the fuck?” I muttered. Was some yokel riding a fucking horse? At midnight? I squinted. Oh they have a cake. I snorted, taking a swig and paused. Hey, what was with the horse’s eyes? I saw it turn towards me, going faster. “Hey, uh… you may want to slow down, partner!” I called. They kept the same speed and… \n\nMy eyes widened and my blood froze. The hood was pulled back but there wasn’t a head… and it was still- oh fuck. Oh fuck! I bolted and dropped my beer, panting as I heard the hoofbeats and the horse neighing. Then, something leaped on top of me. “Shit!” I roared as I fell. I spun to see the headless thing sit up and hold me, placing a hand on my chest. I froze in terror, silent in horror at what was in front of me. A headless… I noticed the breasts from its corset. I tilted my head. “You’re a chick?!” I roared. “What the fuck?!” I roared. Her body heaved as if it chuckled. It swayed, turning before grabbing my hand and placed it on its breast. My mouth dropped at the silent request while it showed more skin. \n\nShe touched my junk, rubbing it as she drew closer. I gulped and took it off. She tore her clothes off as I took off my pants. Fuck it was chilly. We drew closer and I saw the bloodless stump of her neck. I swallowed in fear and confusion. She touched my face and urged me to her shoulder, hugging me. Her breasts squashed against my chest as she explored me. I explored her backside, my fear slightly put at ease. The way she moved against me made me think she liked it. \n\nI then suckled her breasts, rubbing them as I went down before licking her vagina like a dog. She collapsed slowly on the grass right before I entered her. I was slow in my thrusts, she writhed under me, clawing my back until I went faster. I fucked her like a rabbit, the sound of clapping flesh and her pussy made me go wild. I swore I could hear soft moans in my head. I finished to a pleasured scream and then she pushed me onto the ground, sitting on me. \n\nOur joint members were wet and coated in cum as she danced to resurrect me. Her hips swayed and rolled until I became erect and thrusted upwards. She thrusted back until it was a race to the finish. She stopped as soon as we both came. I laughed at the insanity of it all as she hugged me. \n\n“Thanks,” I told her. Her body shook as if in mutual thanks and she cupped my face. She got up and helped me towards my house as I collected my clothes. Once we got in, she helped me to bed and slept next to me. She wrote on a note. \n\n*Thank you for the good time! I’ll be here until dawn. Maybe see each other next Samhain?* I nodded, knowing what that meant. A whole year. “You live in Tir na Nog? Maybe meet there one day?” I asked. She paused, her body tilted and she drew a question mark. I waved dismissively. “Never mind that- next year is fine.” I told her. She nodded, enthusiastically and climbed into bed with me. I felt her warm flesh until I slept. Next morning, I woke up fresh and got out with a smile. That was until I saw the first note, and the second. \n\n*See you next Samhain! I look forward to it!”* she drew a smiley face underneath. I smiled and frowned at the post script. *P.S. sorry about the horse shit on your lawn! My horse is a bit of a dumbass but at least you have fertilizer!* there was a wink after this. I looked outside and saw the huge pile of horse shit on my front lawn. I sighed and went to make myself some coffee."
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"content": "A succubus call girl who uses her magic and supernatural abilities as a runner on the side has an unusual request:\n\nShe can feel lust coming from somewhere around her, but she can't quite identify what it is. An AI has reached out to her, through her ability to sense thoughts and enter dreams. It needs her to help it create/steal a new biosynthetic body.\n\nAn elf celebrity hires her as a personal bodyguard and fuck buddy.\n\nA gene modded model finds her to be the perfect mate, with her beauty and magic, and offers to pay her to have a child together. She can sense that the model has an intense breeding kink, and the job is almost too lucrative and too delicious to pass up."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: In the future, women are used as nothing more than breeders. Put on an assembly line and impregnated by the various genetically enhanced breeders. You are one of those breeders, and it’s another normal day…until you accidentally fall in love with one of the women your supposed to breed. | [
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"content": "\"Host specimen female number 371054, lot 20, batch 7. Genetic agreeability with impregnator 8267 calculated to be 98%. Probability of successful impregnation is 99%. Breeding attempt: 1. Previous successful impregnations: 0.\"\n\nThe clean synthetic female voice evoked a Pavlovian response in my cock and I was starting to get hard before the breeding pod had even arrived. I could feel my balls already aching as my system ramped up for another day of pumping pussies full of cum. A yellow light lit up at my workstation and the first pod of the day smoothly deaccelerated into position before me.\n\nThe nude \"Host Specimen Female\" or HSF was restrained inside the breeding pod, an open ended capsule with a large soft hump in the middle. She was draped over it on her hands and knees and her thighs and arms were secured to it with comfortable but firm straps. I always thought it looked like she was tied to a large nipple. Her knees were on soft pads with her feet sticking out of the pod, which stopped a few feet from the docking mechanism before sliding into place where several latches secured the contraption to my area. A gate lowered into the floor and I was allowed to step up to \"the position\" between her feet and do my job.\n\nI inserted my stiff cock into her *super* tight pussy and smiled. This one was *nice*. Some of them had been through a few breeding cycles, but this was the first time anyone had a go at her. It was my lucky day. She must have just come of age. Like all females, she had been set aside and raised with the sole intent of becoming a breeding host. Like me, she would serve in this capacity until her body could no longer perform its duties. However, *I*, like all the impregnators, had been genetically enhanced for the sole purpose of breeding. My body overproduced sperm and if I went much longer than 8 hours without ejaculating... well it was supposedly excruciating. I didn't want to find out.\n\nWith her tight pussy I was worked up to orgasm quickly. It was amazing. I gasped as I even felt her pulsing on my cock and heard her moaning, something that almost *never* happened with the HSFs. When she started trembling on my cock I *exploded* inside her, the last eight hours' worth of cum blasting into her pussy. Some of it sprayed out as I continued thrusting, groaning and crying out with joy. \"Holy *shit*!\" I yelled.\n\nShe turned her head to look over her shoulder and wink at me, and my heart stopped. My eyes bulged when I saw her face. It was the most perfect, beautiful face I had ever seen. Something happened to my heart, though I couldn't say what it was. The automated system detected my orgasm and began the undocking procedure. I robotically stumbled back into my workstation and the gate rose from the floor. She continued to watch me, her huge, gorgeous eyes gazing into my soul without blinking as the pod was gently accelerated out of view and another pod slid into its place.\n\nI was in a trance.\n\n\"Host specimen female number 299847, lot 20, batch 7. Genetic agreeability with impregnator 8267 calculated to be 99%. Probability of successful impregnation is 99%. Breeding attempt: 1. Previous successful impregnations: 7.\"\n\nI was hard again but only by virtue of the routine. I stared into space and wandered forward until my cock slid into the next HSF's breeding hole. I thrust until I came in her loose pussy and stepped back for the system to reset.\n\n\"Host specimen female number 368703, lot 20, batch 7. Genetic agreeability with impregnator 8267 calculated to be 97%. Probability of successful impregnation is 96%. Breeding attempt: 7. Previous successful impregnations: 3.\"\n\nMy heart was racing. I hardly even noticed trudging forward and jabbing my next target. I pumped my hips idly, my mind fixated on those eyes that had been carried away deep into the bowels of our breeding facility. Lot 20. The 20th generation ship our facility would be stocking. Batch 7 out of the 10 batches my bay of 25 impregnators would need to provide. The numbers meant nothing to me anymore. The grin on that girl's face however... that meant the *world* to me. My palms were sweating as I backed away from the freshly filled pussy before me.\n\n\"Host specimen female number 370478, lot 20, batch 7. Genetic agreeability with impregnator 8267 calculated to be 98%. Probability of successful impregnation is 97%. Breeding attempt: 1. Previous successful impregnations: 14.\"\n\nI had to find her again. If that first attempt was successful, I'd probably never see her again. That couldn't happen. My hard cock slid easily into the next pussy and I had to thrust for a while before I could get enough stimulation to fire off my load. All the while I was thinking about that girl and what I could do to make sure I saw her again. What were our chances of a successful impregnation? My mind struggled to remember. I hoped it was low. I hardly noticed the orgasm as I filled another pussy and stepped back.\n\n\"Host specimen female number 359801, lot 20, batch 7. Genetic agreeability with impregnator 8267 calculated to be 99%. Probability of successful impregnation is 95%. Breeding attempt: 1. Previous successful impregnations: 1.\"\n\nThis one felt nice as I slid inside, but all I could think about was how much *nicer* that first one felt. I felt short of breath and my chest started pounding as I realized what I needed to do. I patted the woman's ass and said, \"sorry, I've got to run.\"\n\nI pressed a button on my console and an automated system chimed and the nice lady's voice said, \"break requested.\" My workstation door opened and I jogged into the halls. I went straight to the break room and hooked into the computer system to pull up the queue for my work day. There she was, HSF number 371054. I clenched my jaw. A 99% chance of a successful impregnation meant only a 1% chance I'd see her again tomorrow.\n\nMy mind raced, but every thought orbited around this one fixation. Something about this girl felt... *essential*. I *needed* her. It was time to call in a favor.\n\nJohn and I had accidentally become friends. Breeding facility staff weren't supposed to interact much with the impregnators, but John was too kindhearted to treat us like machines, and he and I had hit it off particularly well. I rushed to his office and ducked inside, slamming the door shut behind me as I panted. I wasn't winded from the exertion, I was gasping for air because my lungs felt tight and my heart was racing.\n\n\"Woah buddy,\" John said, standing up. \"What's going on? What's the matter? Is someone chasing you? Are you in trouble?\" John walked over and put a hand on my shoulder.\n\n\"371054.\" I rattled off. \"How do I find her?\"\n\n\"Hey now,\" he said, backing off. \"I'm afraid I can't give out that kind of information.\"\n\n\"I *need* to know,\" I said.\n\nHe stared at me blankly. \"Why?\"\n\nI returned the stare, unable to give a good reason.\n\nJohn shook his head and put his fingers to his temples. \"Look,\" he began. \"I don't know why you want to find a specific HSF, but it would cost me my job if I helped you find one. Plus, you could be terminated.\"\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A university or prison with Starship Troopers style mandatory coed showers. | [
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Natalie, and her best friend Justin were such a pair. \n\nAlready best friends since childhood, it didn't take long for the sexual tension generated by sharing showers to boil over, and the two had quickly become fuck buddies. They'd also each discovered Natalie's exhibitionist streak, one that was on display today as much as any other time.\n\nSpotting Justin already in the shower, Natalie casually stepped up to him and rubbed her hands with some body wash before she casually spooned up behind him and started to rub his dick.\n\nOther guys looked over, some chuckling, some giving him a little nod, some winking at Natalie, but mostly they tried to ignore the pair.\n\nJustin bit his lip and bucked his hips, as he felt Natalie's soft hands stroking his cock. He had no idea where his tomboy best friend had learned to give such amazing handjobs, especially considering that she was mostly into girls, herself. Nonetheless, she worked his shaft and even stroked ahead of his cock with an expertise that she must have pretty much just practiced on him during the course of the semester. He could feel her stiff nipples poking into him, as she squished her small breasts into his back, and her hands had rapidly gotten his dick to its full 8-in erect status, her agile fingers sliding and slipping along The silky skin of his heavy manmeat.\n\nNatalie smiled and giggled, as she stroked her friend in front of everyone. A couple of the guys had started to stroke themselves, watching her, and she just gave them an impish wink. Most were just watching themselves, but there were smiles all around, as everyone was kind of just in disbelief of how much more \"fun\" showers had become since the new policy came into play.\n\nJust then, a few girls from the cheer squad came walking in, their smooth skin nude, as they each found shower heads to activate. Bethany Carver, the tallest, bustiest, and most adventurous of them openly ogled Natalie and Justin, licking her lips, as she started to rinse and caress her large, heavy breasts. She noticed some of the guys watching her, and she gave her chest a quick shake, jiggling her tits and sending them into a weighty sway from side to side, blushing at her own boldness.\n\nJustin was getting close, watching Bethany's display, as his best friend kept jerking him off. He reached behind himself and grabbed a handful of Natalie's thick thigh, squeezing and patting her, letting her know. She quickly moved down onto her knees in front of him, and she took his cock into her mouth, quietly sucking the head, while she kept jacking him off with her hand.\n\nIt was well known that getting jizz all over the place was beyond rude. That was a rule that the students had come up with on their own after just a couple of days.\n\nJustin leaned on Natalie's head, letting the small girl bear his weight, as his knees went a bit weak, and his cock erupted, jetting a rich and creamy plume of cum directly into her mouth. Natalie just suckled and swallowed, gulping down his sperm, as she kept milking him with her hand, urging him to keep cumming and to pump every drop of his cum into her mouth.\n\nBethany started to clap, and the other cheerleaders joined her, synchronizing and giving Natalie a round of applause, as they watched her swallow down the last of Justin's sperm. All of the girls giggled, and Bethany herself was more than a little turned on.\n\nNatalie licked the head of Justin's cock clean, licked her lips, and then she stood up. Justin coated his own hands and body wash and then he started to rub his best friend down, caressing her all over, as he covered her body in sudsy foam. He took extra time to wash her cute breasts and to soap between her thighs. He roped her legs and her butt pretty openly.\n\nOne of the guys who had been jacking off gave Bethany a pleading look, and she came over to him, dropping to her knees just in time for him to cum on her tits and into her mouth. She caught most of his jizz, clapping her lips over his member, and she swallowed it down just in time for his friend to bring his cock to her face. She willingly opened up and let him cum in her mouth too. Bethany was known to be a good sport for helping guys \"keep the showers clean\", so to speak, And she kind of got off on being a \"shower slut\". Some people had found fuck buddies or friends with benefits through the new arrangement, but some people just like to have a bit of random fun.\n\nBethany swallowed each load of cum, as four guys approached her for a little help. She'd gotten hot enough that she was stroking her own sex, when she felt someone pick her up from behind and push her towards the wall. She leaned on the wall and spread her legs, deliberately not even looking back to see who it was, as she let them spear her on their dick. She kept stroking her clit, as a thick cock stretched her pussy tight, and it didn't take long for her to climax, the quick bit of rough fucking more than enough to get her there. She let the mystery student cum inside her, her pussy milking him, as his cock pumped her full of his seed. She'd need to rinse off a bit more afterwards, but she couldn't deny just how good it felt to take a random creampie from a guy she'd deliberately not even looked at yet.\n\nIt turned out to be one of the football players, and he helped her wash off.\n\nMeanwhile, Justin stroked Natalie to a quick orgasm, before he helped her rinse off, and the two stepped out to dry each other.\n\nSchool spirit was at an all-time high!\n\nThe shower policy was a huge success!"
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"content": "Lady Evangeline, a wealthy noblewoman, had been married for several years without bearing any children. She had tried everything from potions and elixirs to herbal remedies and even visits to the temple, but nothing seemed to work. Desperate for a solution, she heard about a goblin alchemist who lived in the outskirts of town.\n\nThis goblin, known as Gnarl, was rumored to have incredible skills in both alchemy and artificing. He was said to have created potions that could cure any ailment and devices that could enhance one's abilities far beyond their natural limits. Lady Evangeline decided to seek him out, hoping he could help her conceive a child.\n\nUpon arriving at Gnarl's hut, she was greeted by the goblin himself. He was shorter than she expected, with greenish skin and large, pointed ears. His eyes were a piercing yellow, and he wore a long, stained apron over his clothes. Despite his appearance, Lady Evangeline could sense an intelligence and wisdom in him that she found intriguing.\n\nShe explained her situation to Gnarl, and he nodded thoughtfully. \"I may have a solution for you, my lady,\" he said in a gravelly voice. \"But it will require some... unconventional methods.\"\n\nLady Evangeline felt a chill run down her spine at his words. \"What do you mean?\" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.\n\nGnarl leaned in close, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. \"I have created a talisman that can enhance fertility,\" he said. \"But to imbue it with the necessary power, I will need a sample of a goblin's... seed.\"\n\nLady Evangeline felt her stomach turn at the thought. \"You want me to... collect a goblin's semen?\" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.\n\nGnarl nodded. \"Yes, my lady. And not just any goblin's seed will do. It must be fresh and of the highest quality.\"\n\n\"But how will that help me conceive?\" Lady Evangeline asked, still trying to wrap her mind around the idea.\n\n\"The talisman will absorb the potency of the goblin's seed,\" Gnarl explained. \"Once it is imbued with this power, you need only wear it during intimate moments with your husband. The talisman will increase your chances of conceiving, ensuring that your husband's seed is as fertile as possible.\"\n\nLady Evangeline, her face flushed with disgust, asked Gnarl how fresh the goblin semen needed to be. \"I'm sorry, my lady,\" he said, his eyes not leaving hers. \"For the talisman to work at its full potential, the seed must be imbued within an hour of collection.\"\n\nLady Evangeline felt a wave of nausea wash over her. The thought of touching a goblin, let alone extracting his semen, was revolting. But she knew how desperate she was to have a child. She took a deep breath and steeled herself for what lay ahead.\n\nGnarl's offer was met with a mixture of disgust and reluctant acceptance from Lady Evangeline. She knew she had no other choice if she wanted to conceive, but the thought of being intimate with a goblin, even under these circumstances, was repulsive to her.\n\n\"Very well,\" she said, trying to keep her voice steady. \"I will need you to... provide the sample.\"\n\nGnarl's eyes lit up at her agreement. \"Thank you, my lady,\" he said, his voice thick with desire. \"I will prepare myself for your collection.\"\n\nLady Evangeline turned away, unable to bear the sight of the lecherous goblin. She took a seat on a nearby stool, trying to calm her racing heart and nauseated stomach. As she waited, she couldn't help but wonder how she would ever be able to go through with this.\n\nA few minutes later, Gnarl emerged from a small room in the back of his hut. He was naked, his body glistening with sweat. His member was already hard and pointing straight at Lady Evangeline. She tried to look away, but found herself transfixed by the grotesque sight.\n\n\"Come here, my lady,\" Gnarl said, his voice low and seductive as he handed her a vial. \"It's time for me to give you what you need.\"\n\nLady Evangeline forced herself to stand up and approach the goblin. Her hands trembled as she reached out to take his member in her delicate fingers. The warmth of his skin made her want to retch, but she steeled herself and began to stroke him gently.\n\nAs she worked, Gnarl let out soft moans of pleasure. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be enjoying the sensation of her touch. Lady Evangeline felt a wave of revulsion wash over her, but she continued, knowing that this was the only way she would ever have a chance at motherhood.\n\n\"Please,\" she whispered, her voice barely audible. \"I need this.\"\n\nGnarl moaned in response, his hips bucking forward. His member, already erect, throbbed in anticipation. Lady Evangeline continued to stroke him, her movements becoming more confident as she felt the heat emanating from his skin. Finally, she wrapped her hand around his shaft and began to pump it up and down, mimicking the motion of intercourse.\n\nAs she did so, Gnarl's seed erupted into the vial, filling it to the brim. The release was sudden and powerful, causing him to shudder and gasp for air. Lady Evangeline withdrew her hand, feeling a mixture of revulsion and triumph wash over her. She had done it. She had collected the goblin semen needed to create the talisman.\n\nAs Gnarl removed the talisman from his neck, Lady Evangeline could see that it was a small, intricately carved pendant. Gnarl carefully poured the contents of the vial onto the center of the talisman. The semen pooled on the surface, and Lady Evangeline could see tiny sparks of energy beginning to dance around it. The goblin chanted under his breath, waving his hands over the talisman in a complex pattern.\n\nThe energy surrounding the semen intensified, becoming a swirling vortex of power. After several moments, the energy subsided, and the semen was absorbed into the talisman. Gnarl held it up for Lady Evangeline to see.\n\n\"Now,\" Gnarl said, his voice filled with pride, \"you must wear this talisman during intimate moments with your husband.\"\n\nLady Evangeline nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. She reached out to take the talisman from Gnarl, feeling a strange connection to it already. As she fastened it around her neck, she could feel the weight of it settle comfortably against her skin. The power within it seemed to hum softly, like a living thing, and she knew that it would serve its purpose well.\n\nWith a final nod of gratitude to Gnarl, Lady Evangeline left his hut, her mind already racing with thoughts of her husband and the future child they would soon have together. ........\n\nThe Duke pumped furiously between the Evangeline's legs. She wore the talisman between her breasts as Gnarl had instructed. The weight of it felt comforting, like a promise of what was to come.\n\nThe Duke, however, was loveless in his approach, finishing quickly with a grunt and a shudder, his fluids spilling into her waiting flower. He always finished this way, never considering his wife's pleasure. As he withdrew from her, Lady Evangeline felt a mixture of disappointment and anger well up inside her. But she didn't let it show. Instead, she lay there, waiting for him to fall asleep so that she could sneak away.\n\nAs she slipped out of bed, Lady Evangeline's thoughts drifted back to the moment when Gnarl had come in the vial. She could still feel the warmth of his seed, the thickness of it as it filled the vial. She drank from the pitcher beside the bed, and then crawled back in to fade into blissful sleep. .......\n\nThere's more, if you like this. Let me know, and I'll do what I have on a prompt inspired post."
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"content": "\"A pocket pussy?\" She was sweating nervously.\n\n\"Nope,\" I said, exasperated. \"I've tried that.\" We were alone in one of the evacuated school classrooms.\n\n\"It has to be a *real*, *female* pussy? You can't just cum in some guy's asshole?\" The female cop gestured outside with her head, where other cops were waiting.\n\n\"Believe me,\" I said. \"I've tried *everything*. It has to be actual sex with a woman, and I have to cum inside her. *That* moment is the one I can return to any time I want.\"\n\nShe stared at me, eyes bulging, sweat beading up on her brow. \"Really?\" she hissed under her breath. \"*That's* your super power? I always assumed you were invincible or something.\"\n\n\"No,\" I whispered. \"And it *has* to be our secret.\"\n\nShe eyed me suspiciously. \"You're *sure* you're not just trying to fuck me because you're horny?\"\n\n\"Look,\" I said. \"I normally sleep with my girlfriend before responding to a call, but she wasn't home and I couldn't get her on the phone. She knows about the power and she told me if I ever needed to...\"\n\nShe cut me off, waving her hands. \"I don't care about your open relationship dynamics, I just need you to get in there and take down the gunman. SWAT already has their hands tied with another situation.\"\n\nI eyed her. \"Do I need to take care of that one too?\"\n\nShe scowled. \"Not if you're going to need to fuck me twice.\"\n\nI shrugged defensively. \"If there was *any* other way...\" I began.\n\n\"I'll need proof though,\" she said.\n\n\"Just tell me a question I can ask you after the deed is done. It has to be something I can't possibly know now. Once I've finished I'll ask you the question, then I'll reset and tell you the answer. To you it will seem like I got the answer without asking.\"\n\nShe regarded me for a moment. \"Alright, how do you want to do this?\"\n\nI shrugged, feeling the time pressure mounting. \"I don't care, how do *you* want to do it? We can keep it to just business or...\"\n\nShe lunged at me and started making out with me voraciously. I held her back a bit by her shoulders. \"Wait!\" I said. \"What question should I ask when we're done?\"\n\nShe dove in again and muttered, \"Ask me who the last guy I fucked was and when.\" Her tongue was already trying to wrestle my tongue out of my mouth. My eyes bulged but so did my crotch. She was eager, and that *really* turned me on.\n\nI began unbuttoning the shirt while she fumbled with her duty belt I heard the heavy kit of gear drop to the ground and she got lighter while her hands began clawing at my own clothing, pulling my shirt off over my head and unbuttoning my pants.\n\nThough I responded to calls as though I was a superhero, I didn't wear a uniform of any kind and I didn't try to hide my identity. The only thing I hid was the nature of my powers. As long as nobody knew that one secret, I was safe. My girlfriend, this cop, and maybe a couple other people knew, including my best friend who had lent his asshole to our experiments in the early days of trying to understand my powers.\n\nShe found my cock and grabbed it tightly, hungry fingers wrapping around it and stroking fervently. Her kissing grew more passionate as I helped kick her pants down and grabbed her firm ass with both of my hands. I reached under her unbuttoned shirt and helped unclasp her bra which she slid up, pressing her soft breasts into my hot chest.\n\nSoon she began rubbing the tip of my cock against her wet pussy, the juices smearing all around her crotch as she used me to spread it like lube. When she slipped me inside I gasped. She was somehow tighter than my girlfriend and the way I pressed out against her narrow passage took my breath away. She sat up and began to grind, throwing my cock forward and back with smooth rolling action from her hips. I grabbed her around the waist but she moved my hands to her breasts where I squeezed and fondled her eagerly while she quickly worked me toward orgasm.\n\n\"My *god*,\" I breathed. \"I'm not going to last long.\"\n\n\"Good,\" she moaned. \"Because you've got work to do.\"\n\nShe rubbed her clit and I felt her tightening on me even more. My eyes widened again and I hunched forward off the floor. All of the muscles in my body tightened as I let out a long, soft groan while squeezing hard on her tits. The pulsing inside of her may have been, in part, her as we both moaned while she vigorously rubbed herself and I throbbed inside her. It had been a few days for me and I pulsed rapidly, firing off shot after shot of a massive load. She threw back her head and laughed before reaching for my head and pulling her face down to mine for one last long, deep kiss.\n\n\"Oh my *god* she breathed. \"I needed that.\" She stared into my eyes. \"Is that it, can you *do your thing* now?\"\n\nI nodded, still breathing too heavily to speak straight, but I managed to ask, \"who was the last guy you fucked?\" I twitched as an aftershock of pleasure rushed through my cock again, still relishing in the tightness of her wonderful pussy.\n\nShe smiled and chuckled. \"Billy Hampton, and it was like ten years ago.\"\n\nI closed my eyes and focused, allowing everything but that orgasmic moment to fade away. Suddenly I felt it again, my cock shooting off its load deep inside her as she bent over to kiss me one last time. When she released me from the kiss, I said, \"like ten years ago you fucked Billy Hampton.\"\n\nHer eyes bulged and she quickly sat up and dismounted. \"I guess you'd better get to work then,\" she exclaimed, her chest heaving.\n\nI dressed quickly and rushed out of the room, my cock still covered in a layer of slick cum and pussy juices. I ran down the dark halls and rounded a corner that opened up into the auditorium where a man was pointing an assault rifle at me. He fired and I felt searing pain as the bullets pierced my skin and traveled right through my muscles and bones. Something shattered in my shoulder and I cried out in pain. I closed my eyes and suddenly felt my cock twitching and dancing inside of the female officer again.\n\n\"Ten years ago, Billy Hampton,\" I said in a hurry. I searched my visual memory and realized the gunman had hostages. I nearly shoved her off my hips while collecting my clothes.\n\nAs I ran out, still slipping into my shirt, she called out, \"Wait! How many times have you cum in me now?\"\n\nI sprinted around the corner and wondered if I might be able to catch him by surprise and tackle him. He was too far from the corner though and once again he riddled me with hot, agonizing pain. I gasped and felt my load pulsing out of my cock inside her sweet, tight pussy but the sight of the children had my heart racing faster than the orgasm did.\n\nI threw her to the side and grabbed my clothes. \"Wait!\" she called out. \"What about the proof?\"\n\n\"Billy something, ten years ago!\" I cried as I dashed out the door. I crashed into some lockers and ran past the entry to the auditorium this time, hoping to find another way in and distract him, but soon I heard gunshots. \"The hostages!\" I gasped. I closed my eyes and felt the burning tingle of orgasm at the tip of my cock as my load rushed up into her.\n\nI laid there while she leaned in to kiss me. \"You're really pretty,\" I said lazily. She laughed, squeezing hard on my cock and forcing some of my cum out.\n\n\"Is that it, you're ready to *do your thing* now?\" She smiled. She really was pretty when she smiled.\n\nI let out a sigh. \"Yeah, but I already asked you the question and I know the answer. Billy Hampton was the last guy you slept with, and it was like ten years ago.\"\n\n\"What's wrong?\" she asked.\n\n\"I keep rushing in and so far I've been shot to ribbons twice and he's killed his hostages once. I haven't figured out the best approach. I think I'm just being impatient this time.\"\n\nShe got up and helped me to my feet, collecting my clothes for me. \"You have an amazing gift,\" she said thoughtfully. Then she chuckled. \"I wish I could do what you do.\"\n\nI stared at her as she handed me my clothes. An idea popped into my mind. \"What if you help me?\"\n\nShe shrugged. \"Sure. Let me just get dressed.\"\n\nI smiled. \"No, what if you helped me *exactly* like that?\" I helped her the rest of the way out of the shirt and bra and stood back, admiring her body. \"I think this will be an *amazing* distraction.\"\n\n\"Didn't you say he's got hostages? Wouldn't some of them be children?\" she asked, wide eyed.\n\n\"Yeah, but I'll have you stand around the corner and... I dunno, kick out your leg seductively or something.\"\n\nShe peered at me. \"And if something happens to me you'll reset so I'll be fine?\"\n\n\"Definitely,\" I said.\n\n\"Alright,\" she agreed.\n\nWe quickly but quietly walked to the corner and I peeked my head out to see if he was looking. He wasn't, so I quickly rushed across to the other side of the doorway. I motioned for her to extend her leg and expose it while I peered around the corner carefully trying not to be spotted.\n\nSure enough, he saw her sexy leg and slowly approached to investigate. As he rounded the corner he let his guard down upon seeing all of her. I jumped him from behind, grabbing his rifle and pulling it up into his neck. He struggled and fired off a few rounds, but the officer had already hit the ground when I attacked. I was able to apply enough pressure to his neck that he slowly collapsed to the ground.\n\nThe officer ran for her handcuffs while I held him there.\n\n\"I am so glad that worked!\" she cried, helping me roll him onto his face so we could cuff him from behind. \"How many times did we try that?\"\n\nI smiled. \"Just once, but we can do it again if you want.\"\n\nShe laughed. \"I don't think so. Not today.\" She tightened the cuffs then looked at me, smiling. \"But, if you're ever responding to a call and you need someone to help out, I'm your gal.\" She winked."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI] A wealthy noblewoman gets far more than she bargained for, when she hires a goblin alchemist / artificer to treat her infertility... | [
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"content": "Two weeks later, Lady Evangeline's monthly flow arrived, just as it had every month since she had married the Duke. She felt a wave of disappointment wash over her as she realized that the talisman had not worked. The thought of having to go through the entire process again with Gnarl filled her with dread.\n\nWith a heavy heart, she made her way back to the goblin's hut. When she arrived, she found him sitting outside, his eyes glinting in the moonlight. He stood up as she approached, a smile playing on his lips.\n\n\"My lady,\" he said, bowing low before her. \"I trust you have had success with the talisman?\"\n\nLady Evangeline's anger bubbled to the surface. \"No,\" she spat. \"The talisman is a sham. It has not worked.\"\n\nGnarl's face fell, and he looked genuinely concerned. \"I am sorry to hear that, my lady,\" he said. \"The process is complicated, and often requires additional ingredients for troublesome cases.\"\n\n\"Don't lie to me, goblin!\" Lady Evangeline shouted, her voice echoing through the forest. \"Your trinket was worthless! I have wasted two weeks of my life trying to get pregnant by my husband, all for nothing!\"\n\nGnarl's eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer to her. \"You insult me, my lady,\" he hissed. \"I have helped countless women conceive using this talisman. We must try again, using a more... Involved process.\"\n\nLady Evangeline felt a shiver of fear run down her spine at the goblin's words. She knew that she had no choice but to continue with his plan if she ever wanted to have a child. With a deep breath, she nodded her agreement.\n\n\"And what, pray tell, is the new ingredient that would be required?\" \n\n\"Why, your spit, of course,\" Gnarl smiled wickedly, lust filling his eyes.\n\n\"Why didn't you just have me do so into the vial the last time?\" Evangeline said furiously.\n\n\n\"It must be mixed in your mouth. Too allow it to mix separately... Well, you might as well have not taken the pendant at all.\"\n\nLady Evangeline felt her stomach turn at the thought of what the goblin was implying, but she knew that this was the only way to ensure the talisman's success. With a trembling hand, she reached up and unfastened the clasp that held the pendant around her neck. She held it out to Gnarl, who took it from her with a grin.\n\n\"Excellent,\" he said, his voice full of anticipation. \"Now, come here, my lady.\"\n\nHe led her into his hut, where he lit several candles and placed them strategically around the room. Lady Evangeline could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she watched him prepare. When he finally turned to face her, she saw that he was naked, his member already hard and erect.\n\n\"Kneel before me, my lady,\" he commanded.\n\nLady Evangeline hesitated for a moment, but then knelt down on the dirt floor, her eyes fixed on the ground. Gnarl approached her, his hands reaching out to cup her face. He forced her to look into his eyes, and she saw the lust and power burning within them.\n\n\"Open your mouth,\" he growled."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: (Inc) A snake bite in a very private area. Someone needs to suck the poison out. Good thing it wasn’t actually venomous. | [
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"content": "John was jerking off when the doorbell rang. He quickly scrambled to pull his shorts on over his raging boner and scanned his little studio apartment, his heart racing. *Oh right,* he remembered. *Mom was going to stop by today!* He slammed his laptop shut and scurried around trying to straighten up and hide his dirty magazine collection.\n\nShe knocked at the door while he scampered about, his stiff erection swaying and jiggling against the loose boxer fabric while he moved. Finally he gave the room one last half-approving glance and went to the door.\n\n\"Hi!\" she said, going straight for the hug as he opened the door. Her large, possibly fake breasts pressed into his chest firmly as she squeezed him. She insisted they were real, but he was *pretty* sure real breasts were softer. Even with high heels on she had to stand on her tiptoes to get her arms around his neck.\n\nHe pulled his hips back hoping his boner wouldn't poke her but she kept moving closer. He could feel a little cold sweat forming around his brow. Just then she released him from the hug and pranced into his room, her tight leggings leaving nothing to the imagination as he watched her enter and closed the door behind her. She had been *so* young when she had him, and he couldn't help but admire how well she cared for her mid-thirties body. His boner made a firm tent in his boxers and wasn't going to back down.\n\n\"How's freshman year treating you?\" she asked, giving herself a mini tour of his space.\n\n\"Fine,\" he said, wandering to the middle of the room.\n\n\"Is the... what's it called? Herpes-ology program?\" She shrugged. \"Is it everything you hoped it'd be?\" She looked at him and he saw her eyes dart down to his crotch and back. He thought he saw a little smirk on her face.\n\n\"Herpetology, mom,\" John said, grinning bashfully. \"And yeah, it's been great.\"\n\n\"Oh!\" she exclaimed, coming across his snake's enclosure. \"Is this, what's her name again? Dolly?\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" he said proudly. \"Do you want to hold her?\"\n\n\"Oh I don't think so,\" she said nervously. \"I don't really like snakes.\"\n\n\"She's harmless,\" John said, walking over and lifting the lid of the enclosure. He reached in and scooped the docile snake out and held her while she slowly wriggled around his hands. She was fully grown and only a few feet long.\n\nHis mom took a step back and eyed the slithering creature. She chuckled nervously as John held the snake out to her. \"Uh,\" she said, hesitating.\n\n\"Come on, I promise she won't bite.\"\n\nHis mother set her purse down and reached out with both hands. John set the snake down and walked his mom to the couch while she stared at the cool, scaly mass in her hands as it gently writhed and slithered. \"What kind is she?\" mom asked, her voice waivering.\n\n\"Dasypeltis scabra,\" John said proudly. \"But more commonly known as...\"\n\nJust then, to John's surprise, the snake's head suddenly lashed out and latched onto his mother's crotch. She screamed and dropped Dolly, shaking her hands stiffly as her eyes bugged out.\n\n\"Calm down!\" John cried, quickly gathering up his pet snake and taking her back to the enclosure.\n\nWhen he turned around his mom had pulled down her leggings and was screaming, \"suck it out! Suck out the poison!\"\n\n*Venom,* he corrected in his head, rolling his eyes. *A snake has venom, but not Dolly... Dolly doesn't even have teeth...*\n\nShe was flailing about, screaming wildly with eyes as wide as dinner plates. She looked pale and ready to pass out. \"SUCK IT OUT!\" she screamed, pointing at her crotch. His balls were aching and seeing his mother's smoothly shaved pussy out in the open was doing things to his head. In fact, he wasn't thinking straight at all as he rushed to his knees between her legs and leaned in and started sucking on her crotch just between her thigh and labia.\n\nHe sucked hard for a bit then looked up and asked, \"is that where she got you?\"\n\nStill panicking, she exclaimed, \"you can't see bite marks?\"\n\n\"Well,\" he lied quickly, \"some snake venom can cause rapid coagulation, making it difficult to spot the bite mark.\"\n\n\"It was right here,\" she said, pointing her finger straight down the center line of her groin.\n\nJohn pressed his lips against his mother's pussy, right over the clit, and sucked hard for a second. \"There?\" he asked.\n\nShe was breathing heavy and fast, but he could see her rolling her eyes with delight. \"Yes,\" she breathed. \"That's the spot. Keep sucking.\"\n\nHe felt his cock getting even harder as he closed his lips over her again, the heat and humidity of her pussy radiating on his neck. She reached down and grabbed his head, pulling him harder into her and moving him against her. She moaned and gasped when he slipped his tongue onto her clit and rubbed a little, his heart thumping out of control in his chest.\n\n\"Oh Johnny,\" she moaned, \"that feels *so* good... Mommy hasn't had...\" she drifted off and whimpered a little as he pressed harder against her clit and rubbed back and forth over the stiff bean. \"Cock,\" she said finally. \"I need cock.\"\n\nWithout thinking he stood on his knees and pulled his boxers down, his hard on already standing proud. He pressed the head of his cock against his mother's extremely wet pussy and gasped as he watched her swallow him inch by inch, her soft flower petals spreading as he slid inside. For a thirty-something mother she was tight and he moaned as he reached the deepest point, pressing against the back of her cave.\n\n\"Yes,\" his mother hissed, sliding down along the back of his couch, pressing herself against him. He pulled back to thrust and shuddered as her lips stroked him, the cool air of his apartment licking at her pussy juices on his cock. She squealed and jumped as he pounded his hips into her over and over again, unsure where to put his hands. Even with his dick inside his mother's pussy he felt awkward putting his hands around her waist or on her thighs. So he just kept thrusting, holding his own ass in place as he rammed his cock deep inside her to the sounds of her squeaks, moans, and cries. \"Yes Johnny!\" she cried. \"Oh yes! Mommy fucking *needed* this!\"\n\nAfter a moment of thrusting she sat up and pushed him back, having him lie down on the floor. She crawled off the couch after him and straddled him, mounting his cock and sliding all the way down as he breathed in sharply. She bounced her ass on him a few times before beginning to grind, reaching down and rubbing her clit as she moved her hips hard against him. She grabbed one of his hands and pulled it up to one of her bouncing, firm tits and held it there, groaning and grinding eagerly. He squeezed and pulled on her nipple, getting his other hand up there for double the fun. Real or not, they were fun to play with.\n\nHis cock rocked back and forth inside her tight pleasure tunnel and he felt her getting even tighter as she rubbed herself. Her moans grew more and more breathy and her fingers moved harder and faster on her clit. She wailed and let out several gasping yelps as she began to pulse on his cock, quick spastic contractions that sent him over the edge. His cock began to twitch inside of her, pumping a massive reserve of cum deep up inside his mother, spurting out in quick succession as they both shuddered and squeezed, arching their backs and moaning together. She slowly lifted her hips and lowered them again, sending an aftershock of pleasure through his cock while it still twitched, delivering smaller loads than before but still tingling with the electric fire of delight.\n\nShe dismounted and knelt by his side taking his slick, sensitive cock in her hands and milking out the final traces of cum, cleaning him off with her mouth and tongue while he shivered and shook.\n\n\"Good boy,\" she hummed, sucking his tip a little more. \"You saved mommy's life.\"\n\nHis head was spinning, but he did manage to identify *one* coherent thought in the storm. He wondered if Dolly could be *taught* to bite crotches with her smooth, toothless mouth."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The old sheet Ghost was always a classic. So you weren’t that afraid when you encountered one on your midnight stroll, allowing it to slowly catch up with you. | [
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"content": "Jack was having a ball. Trick or treating around campus was rad, and he'd managed to pick up not only a bag full of candy, but also a couple mini bottles of vodka and rum and even a bottle of cider. He decided not to count the Smirnoff ice that had been forced on him, but all in all, it was a great night. \n\nHis \"sorority girl\" costume had mostly consisted of a pink hoodie, uggs, and yoga pants, but the cheap blonde wig and pink lipstick he'd picked up brought the look together enough that people got it, and he'd gotten more than a few laughs throughout the night.\n\nJack broke off from his group, when he spotted a text coming in on his phone. It was from his ex, and he wanted a chance to try to call her without needing to admit to anyone else that he was trying to talk to her again. He excused himself and walked without looking up, quickly dialing her in a somewhat drunk, somewhat horny, completely vain Hope that her text of \"Happy Halloween FWIW\" meant she was ready to talk. It went to voicemail... Jack dialed her a couple more times, all the while aimlessly wandering the side streets of the residential neighborhoods nearby to campus. He didn't realize when he got lost, but, when he finally gave up trying to talk to his ex, he really had no idea where he was. All he could do was try to look past the tree cover and walk in the vague direction of campus, hoping to regain his bearings.\n\nAt least, he thought, he wasn't alone. At some point, someone had started following him. The fact that they were going in the same direction he was gave him hope that he was heading the right way. Whoever it was, they seemed to be in a classic bed sheet ghost costume. Jack chuckled to himself. That costume is even more basic than his own!\n\nAs the figure got closer though, moving surprisingly silently, Jack noticed that it must be a girl. The way that the sheets clung to her body was... Alluring. He could see the outline of two large breasts, being wrapped by the sheet. He could even see that her nipples were erect. She'd apparently gone braless underneath there, as he could see her breasts, each of which were easily the size of a cantaloupe, bounce and jiggle with each of her steps. He could even see her silhouette when she passed by the scant lights, and she had an alluring hourglass shape. The sheet clung to her wide hips, and to her rump, which was wide enough that Jack could tell from the front. She had a really long legs, with nice thighs, and then Jack noticed something that really impressed him... He couldn't see her feet at all. Almost wanted to stop and gape at the costume, as she seemed to be floating along with each of her steps, her feet being completely invisible somehow. It was dark out, and it was Halloween, so Jack just chalked it up too being a neat costume trick.\n\nAsk Jack walked, he felt the presence of the girl behind him getting closer and closer, and there was something eerie about it. A chill ran up his spine, and he turned to look back at her, finding her closer still. \"Hey,\" He said, only to get no response, as she just kept walking towards him. Jack looked around. The two of them were completely alone. \"Hey, that's a really cool costume, actually. How do you do that thing with your feet...\"\n\nJack was cut off, as the girl in the costume walked right up to him, and seemed to throw her sheet over him instead. He found himself suddenly wrapped up in a strangely clingy white cloth, and he couldn't find the girl anywhere.\n\nThe cloth seemed to wrap itself around him, and Jack suddenly felt his body starting to change.\n\nJack's chest seemed to be shrinking, even as his pecs were starting to plump up. His whole torso became more petite, Even as his new breasts started to balloon outward. Jack's new tits plumped and grew until they were each nearly the size of a volleyball, round and heavy on his chest. He felt a presence entering him, and his mind felt fuzzy.\n\nJack's waist seemed to get narrower, pinching down as though he were being squeezed in a corset, and at the same time, his hips widened, growing round and full. Is butt started to plump up and round out into a heart-shaped bubble badonkadonk behind him, and he could feel his cock starting to draw up inside him. The feeling was strangely orgasmic, even as he felt his crotch morphing and mutating, inverting itself, as his new clit came into being and his new vagina formed. Whatever presence was inhabiting his head seemed exceptionally pleased with itself, and it felt like it was merging with him.\n\nJack's legs got longer and shape layer, his thighs thickening and taking on a distinctly feminine roundness and fullness. His entire body had picked up at least a thin layer of fat, and his curvy new figure seemed to benefit from it. His body hair was rapidly disappearing, and he could feel his lips thickening and plumping on his face. The wig he was wearing seemed to be gone, and now his real hair was long and blonde.\n\nAs the changes took place, he somehow lost track of what was happening. Part of him remembered walking away from a girl in a ghost costume, but part of him remembered... Finding a new body to fuse with. He was really glad. It had been incredibly annoying being incorporeal, not getting to have any sex! She'd had to wait until Halloween to even be able to manifest, and even then, everyone was in crowds. It was great to find someone alone, someone whose mind was able to be entered. They were pretty drunk, and that helps, besides which college she really missed being buzzed! They seemed to have a boy body, but she was hoping she could fix all that! It worked great! She was totally hot again and totally alive again, and the new body even seemed to have memories of some cute friends who were probably super horny by now...\n\nThe blonde bombshell looked around with sparkling blue eyes, she had a really good, really sexy ghost costume on, and she was sure she could get laid tonight. Jack was going to have a hard time explaining how she was a girl now, but that was a problem for another time. Right now, it was Halloween, and she was going to party!"
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"content": "\"Out of the question,\" he insisted.\n\n\"You won't even have a threesome with us?\" His wife was *pleading* with him, which had him somewhat disarmed.\n\n\"I didn't say *that*,\" he stated. \"But I refuse to get your best friend pregnant.\"\n\nShe smiled. \"So you'll do the threesome.\"\n\n\"*Why* are you so adamant about this? Are you trying to weasel your way into an open relationship so you can cheat on me?\"\n\n\"No!\" she protested. \"I don't want an open relationship. But you know Becky, she's been single for so long, and I just think it'd be really nice for her if we... you know.\"\n\nHe eyed her for a moment. \"You're *sure* this is just about Becky.\"\n\n\"Dave, have I ever lied to you?\" She smiled.\n\n\"Would I know if you had?\" He raised an eyebrow.\n\n\"Plus..\" She grinned. \"I've seen you admiring Becky. She's got a *great* body.\"\n\n\"Don't make this about that Daisy,\" he said sternly. \"We're married and faithful to each other. I am *not* agreeing to do this out of some desire to fuck another woman. I'm agreeing to this because you are *insisting* that it will help your friend.\"\n\n\"Oh it will,\" Daisy said slyly.\n\nDave squinted suspiciously.\n\n***\n\nBecky arrived on time wearing loose clothes and smelling fresh out of the shower. She seemed excited, and Dave had to admit, he was getting *really* horny thinking about it.\n\nDaisy hugged her friend and whispered something in Becky's ear, earning a grin and a little laugh. Then, to his surprise, his wife slowly began kissing Becky sensually on the lips and sliding her hands up under her friend's sweatshirt, revealing that she had no other layers on. The sight of her slim, bare midriff really caught Dave's attention and he felt cool precum leaking against his lower abdomen.\n\nThe sweatshirt went up over Becky's head and his wife also removed her camisole. He began to drool as he watched their breasts squish and rub against each other while their hands wandered up and down each other's back reaching down under their lower clothing. Daisy lowered her shorts until the top of her butt crack was showing then she reached into her friend's sweatpants and took two handfuls of Becky's juicy ass.\n\nDave wasn't sure how to get involved. He was beginning to feel like a fifth wheel. He stood there in the living room and watched as his insanely hot wife made out with her unreasonably hot single friend and he felt his cock getting harder and harder by the minute. But he didn't have to figure out how to get involved. His wife pulled dramatically away from the make out session and pulled her shorts off, tossing them at Dave.\n\n\"Let's go to the bedroom,\" she suggested. As she passed her husband she grabbed his cock through the shorts he wore and dragged him behind her. They stood by the side of the bed and Daisy welcomed Becky into her arm, standing side by side in front of Dave. Together they began to kiss him, one on each side of his neck until Becky made her way up his jaw and cheek and found his lips.\n\nShe gently pecked the corner of his mouth while his heart pounded madly. It felt *wrong*, but he was *insanely* turned on. She pecked him again more fully on the lips and gazed into his eyes while he looked down at her full, delicious lips. Becky went in slowly and let their lips brush softly together while her hands reached into his shorts.\n\nHis wife was kissing up the side of his face as well toward his ear, where she whispered, \"I don't want Becky getting jealous, so you're cumming in someone's mouth tonight.\" Dave nodded, Becky's lips nibbling at his while he slowly opened his mouth to accept her kiss. \"Ever heard of snowballing?\" Daisy asked in his ear. He slowly shook his head, Becky's lips grazing his one last time before she leaned in hard and began to wrangle his tongue with hers. \"We'll show you,\" his wife whispered sensually.\n\nDaisy slid down his chest to her knees, pulled down his shorts, and began to kiss his balls while Becky stroked his cock and made out with him. She kissed so differently from his wife and the feel of her hands on him while Daisy tried to get his balls in her mouth made him go wild.\n\nBecky pulled on his lip with her teeth and slid down to her knees as well, putting his insanely stiff cock in her mouth. She sucked and nibbled on it for a bit while his wife continued to fondle and lick his balls with her mouth. He put his hands on the tops of their heads just to feel the two different textures of hair while his cock received royal treatment from the two friends.\n\nAfter a moment, long before he felt an orgasm coming on, they pushed him back onto the bed. He sat and watched as his wife stood and sat beside him so Becky could crawl over and go down on her. Daisy took Dave's cock in her hand and stroked while her friend spread her pussy and sensually kissed her all over. His wife leaned in and kissed him passionately and Daisy began to moan while she used her thumb to rub the head of his dangerously stiff erection. The stimulation sent tiny tingles down his shaft and he reached over and grabbed one of her tits while pulling her in eagerly.\n\nBecky reached over and began to stroke in place of his wife while she stood and prepared to mount him. He leaned back and pulled himself further onto the bed while the extra woman in the room crawled onto the bed and straddled him. She pulled his cock up and let it rub against her slick labia while his wife scooted with him and continued to kiss his lips passionately. He felt himself slide inside of the friend's tight pussy and he trembled as her lips tightly followed the contours of his shaft all the way down.\n\nSomehow she kept going down. He felt himself reaching *deep* inside her, his balls pressed against her soft ass cheeks as she began to grind. Becky let out a long sigh and reached down to touch herself while she moved her hips. His wife guided his hand up to Becky's large breasts and had him palm one of them while the girls both moaned softly.\n\nDaisy sat up on the bed and crawled around until she had her crotch over Dave's face and she was kissing Becky again. She lowered her pussy onto his face and he took a deep breath, filling his nostrils with the sweet smells of her nectar. He extended his tongue and reached for her clit as she rolled her hips forward so he could have the perfect angle to suck and massage her. He lapped her up, moving his jaw to give his tongue extra power on each stroke as he devoured her with all of his senses. She squirmed on his face and he hear both ladies moaning through the kiss as their backs arched.\n\nHis cock shuddered and he squeezed Becky's breast extra hard as he felt an orgasm bubbling up inside of him. She quickly retreated to her knees between his legs and took him in her mouth while Daisy rolled off his face toward the pillows and he felt his cock beginning to spasm. Becky stroked and pumped him with her hand while he unloaded a monster load of cum into her mouth. She kept her lips sealed tightly around him and squeezed hard on her upward strokes, really milking everything out of him. He twitched and shivered as she pulled his head from her lips and gave him another couple powerful strokes before climbing back on him and grinding her pussy on his slowly softening cock.\n\nDave watched as Daisy and Becky began to make out again, but the friend's mouth was full of his cum. She got up on her knees and kissed down to his wife, transferring the salty payload into his Daisy's mouth. Then Becky smiled and leaned back off the bed, sliding down toward the floor with her shoulders while her hips remained in the air. Dave's eyes got wide as his wife produced the plastic tube of a turkey baster without the rubber bulb and inserted it into the friend's pussy. He was frozen, completely awestruck watching his wife put her lips to the wide end of the baster and fill the tube with his semen. It slid slowly down and disappeared behind the soft folds of Becky's delicate labia before Daisy gave the baster a quick puff from her lips, shooting the load inside her friend.\n\nShe grinned and winked at her husband, whose stomach began to churn. From the floor, he heard Becky moan, \"oh yes, let me have *all* that cum.\"\n\nHe flopped onto his back again on the bed and let out a long, frustrated sigh. \"So *that's* snowballing?\" he asked, unamused.\n\n\"No,\" Daisy said, \"the kissing part was the snowballing. The turkey baster bit is just *breeding*. And since your sperm is already in there, I think *next* time you should just let us skip the tricks and go straight for the treat!\"\n\nDave got up on his elbows and glared at her, cocking an eyebrow.\n\n\"You know, just pump her full with your built-in baster.\" She smiled.\n\nHe rolled his eyes."
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"content": "\"Come 'round children and let me tell you a bedtime story.\" The king sat by the fireplace in his favorite comfy chair and smiled as a dozen or more children gathered at his feet.\n\nSome of the children leaned on Andrea, and one sat in her lap. A few of them draped themselves over Anastasia's knees while several piled around Sophia. Everywhere he looked there were beautiful women and captivated children, all ready to hear his bedtime story.\n\n\"Once upon a time,\" he began with a hushed tone, \"there was a handsome prince who refused to marry. His father, the king, was very sad because he did not want to see his son so lonely. *Why will you not try to find yourself a wife?* the king asked his son. *Because there is no woman beautiful enough for me,* was his reply.\"\n\nOne of the older children snickered. She'd heard this one before and the king winked at her with a sparkle in his eye. \"One day the old king decided he would take matters into his own hands. He had his son *kidnapped* by the royal guards and they put him on a ship. He was taken to an island far away where a magnificent home had been built just for the occasion. When the prince woke up, with a splitting headache,\" the king grabbed his head and bugged his eyes out dramatically and the children all laughed.\n\nThe king chuckled and continued. \"When the prince woke up he found himself on a beautiful white bed with more than a dozen beautiful women waiting for him in the room.\" The king smiled and looked around at the children. He couldn't help but watch the women as well, the way their eyes glistened as they stroked children's hair and held little hands.\n\nHe himself remembered the view as his vision had slowly returned to him, a massive bump on his head where one of the guards had knocked him out. He'd put up a fight when they kidnapped him, but being taken from his bed in the middle of the night the poor prince hadn't stood a chance.\n\nContinuing, he said, \"one of the king's guards informed the prince that a ship would return in three months to bring the prince and his bride to be back to the castle. Then the guard returned to the ship and set sail, leaving the prince alone with the women.\" The king grinned and winked at one of the women looking at him lovingly.\n\n\"The women *all* wanted a chance to marry the prince and they were *very* eager to prove themselves worthy. One girl baked him a cake for breakfast. Another girl cooked him an exotic omelet. A girl made him delicious fruit crepes and another made him a hot plate of candied bacon.\" The children all rubbed their bellies and he could hear their mouths watering.\n\nHis mouth was watering as well. He would forever remember that magnificent breakfast feast with all the girls. So many elaborate dishes. He could still remember the melody of warm smells that wafted into his nose that morning.\n\n\"The girls who did not cook refused to be outdone. After breakfast the prince received several massages and even a sponge bath at the hands of several girls. Every girl wanted to share her gifts with the prince.\" He smiled warmly and leaned back in his chair reminiscing on every last detail of that first day.\n\n\"By the end of the day though the prince could tell there were some rising tensions. Some of the girls were beginning to fight and quarrel behind the prince's back. This would not do for the young prince. He was having such a lovely time, and he wanted it to last. So he called the girls together around his bed as he prepared to sleep.\" The king took a deep breath and pictured them all standing around his bed, young, feisty, and eager to win his heart.\n\n\"He said, *Tomorrow I will chose my future bride. I will pick the one who is the most gentle and kind, who has the sweetest kiss and the softest touch. My future wife will be the one who gets along best with everyone else and makes herself a servant to all.* Then he laid his head down and closed his eyes. Well, the next morning he was treated to an even *bigger* feast!\" The king widened his eyes and grinned.\n\n\"The girls had worked together to gather fruit from around the island, and they had prepared all manner of dishes from around the world. Together they served him and they all ate at one table, chatting and showing how friendly they could be. The prince was quite happy, but he was not ready to pick a bride.\" The king smiled.\n\n\"So, one by one the girls lined up to kiss him and touch his face. Each girl softly touched his cheek and kissed his lips with gentle sweetness. The prince carefully considered each kiss and at the end of the day he called them all back to his bed. *I know I said I would choose today, but I cannot. Tomorrow I will decide who I will marry.*\" He looked out over the sea of eyes looking up at him eagerly awaiting the prince's decision, and he grinned.\n\n\"Well, each day it went the same. He awoke to an elaborate feast, they spent the day showing him how sweet and kind they could be, and he grew more and more fond of *all* of them.\" The king smiled wide as he remembered the first night one of the girls had crawled into bed with him.\n\nShe smelled so sweet, like fruit flowers and honey. He buried his face in her hair and wrapped his arms around her. She had purred like a kitten and turned around to kiss him while her hands reached down to show him why he should choose her. The memory was a flurry of blond hair, soft, cool skin, and toe curling ecstasy. She had a pussy as tight as his fist but as soft as her breasts. Her nectar had been as sweet as she smelled while her movements had been as erotic as the most skilled dancer in the kingdom. He began to drool as he remembered how it felt when she rode him, his powerful erection rocking back and forth with her hips as she moaned. He remembered crying out with passion as he pumped his load deep inside her while she moved on him like a sensual ship on the sea.\n\nThe other girls had rushed in. He'd been concerned there would be a fight, but instead the girls had all crowded into the bed, cuddling up to him, caressing him with their bodies and cleaning his cum with hungry tongues. He had slept in a cloud of naked women that night, and woken up to the girls working out a way to share him among themselves.\n\nThe king cleared his throat and felt his ears getting hot. \"What happened next?\" one of the children asked innocently.\n\n\"Well,\" the king continued. \"After three months the prince had grown quite fond of all of the girls. He wanted them all to be happy, and it was becoming clear that the only way they could all be happy, is if he brought them *all* back to the castle with him. So, when the ship returned to collect the prince and his bride, he stood at the dock with *all* of the girls by his side.\" One of the kids giggled.\n\n\"A guard descended the ramp and said, *You cannot return with all of the women, the king has commanded you to take a single bride.* The prince turned to the girls and said, *What do you say? Is that what you want?* In unison the girls replied that it was not. They demanded to remain together with the prince and they stormed the ship, throwing the guard off the ramp into the sea.\" One of the children clapped and grinned and the king smiled back.\n\n\"Those women worked together to sail the ship home, and when the king saw how happy his son was with all of the girls together, he was content. He passed away peacefully the following year knowing that his son would rule the kingdom well, with a happy heart.\" The king sat back and sighed, smiling wide as his eyes scanned the women and children before him.\n\nOne by one the little kids ran up and gave their father a hug before running off to their beds. The women kissed him on the cheek and told him they'd see him soon, and he was left sitting by the fire, thinking fondly of his time as king. The women had truly made all the difference. They had each offered him council, love, and support. They had all pooled their talents and love for him and come together to make him truly one of the happiest kings in the history of their kingdom.\n\nHis mind poured thoroughly over the many memories they'd built together and he was overwhelmed by peace and comfort. He was only a good king because they *made* him good. The kingdom was at peace because his heart was always at peace.\n\nHe smiled as Ingrid approached wearing a thin, light nightgown. He could see her supple, firm breasts holding the fabric delicately off her flat belly and he felt himself beginning to stiffen. \"Are you coming, my king? The children are asleep and we are all waiting for you in the bedchamber.\"\n\nLooking up at her he reached out his hand and she took it to her lips, pulling the edge of his finger in for a long, slow kiss. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath with him and he stood, pulling her into his arms. \"Thank you,\" he whispered, and they walked hand in hand to the bedchamber where they were all waiting for their king."
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"content": "In the bustling college town, a young and beautiful 18-year-old freshman named Lily struggled to keep up with her studies. She had always been an intelligent student, but the rigorous coursework in college proved to be a challenge she had never faced before. Feeling overwhelmed and desperate for help, she turned to her kind and middle-aged male neighbor, Professor James.\n\nProfessor James, who had retired from teaching and now worked as a consultant, was well known for his patience and dedication to his students. He had watched Lily grow up into a stunning young woman and couldn't help but feel protective of her. When she approached him for assistance, he gladly offered to tutor her after hours.\n\nAs they began their sessions, Lily found herself growing increasingly comfortable in the professor's presence. His gentle demeanor and understanding nature made it easy for her to open up about her struggles. One evening, as they were reviewing a particularly difficult concept, Lily confessed that she had never really had to study hard in high school due to her natural intelligence. This admission left Professor James feeling both concerned and intrigued.\n\nDetermined to help Lily succeed, Professor James decided to take a different approach to their tutoring sessions. Instead of solely focusing on academics, he would incorporate sensual elements into their lessons. He believed that by stimulating her senses, he could help her relax and improve her retention.\n\nThe first night of their new approach, Professor James began by lighting candles and playing soft music. As they worked through a problem together, he gently massaged her shoulders, allowing his warm hands to wander down her back. The combination of the sensual touch and the calming atmosphere helped Lily feel more at ease, and she found herself better able to concentrate on the material.\n\nAs their sessions progressed, Professor James continued to escalate his actions. He would occasionally brush his hand against hers or lean in close to whisper encouragement in her ear. The innocent yet intimate gestures sent shivers down Lily's spine, and she found herself growing increasingly aroused by her kind neighbor's attentions."
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"content": "From the groaning and mumbling she heard as she approached the bathroom door, Stephanie assumed she would find one of her roommates holding the other's hair as one of them barfed last night’s halloween sweets down the toilet behind it. After all, she also woke up feeling queasy, body aching, and with a strange pressure in her chest. Stephanie knew she shouldn't have trusted the candy Ashley had offered her and Rylie. Especially after the brunette revealed she had bought them from the strange esoteric store that recently opened around the corner from their building. \nThe redhead considered respecting her friends' privacy, but her body was also squeamish. So at least she knocked on the door before opening it. \nThe moment Stephanie opened the door, a smell of milk and spiciness wafted against her face. The aroma made her head tingle. A dizziness unlike the discomfort she had woken up with. A good, pleasant haziness. Even the pressure in her chest increased. \nIf the odor she was introduced to surprised her, the scene Stephanie encountered was far beyond whatever her imagination could conceive. \nIt was noticeable that Ashley was in charge of helping Rylie. However, Rylie leaned against the wall above the sink, not against the toilet. Enormous tits hung from her chest, gushing milk as Ashley squeezed them. In addition to mounds larger than bowling balls, the blonde now also had a pair of horns and long, fuzzy ears sprouting from her locks, as well as a tail swaying from side to side, excited by the attention its owner received. \nAshley, in turn, had also gained a tail, horns, and long ears since the last time Stephanie had seen her — although everything about her was pointier than Rylie. Nevertheless, what mesmerized Stephanie was Ashley’s completely red skin. \n\"What?\" Was all Stephanie could stammer out, but it was enough to draw Ashley's attention. \n\"Another cow in need of milking?\" She asked, licking her lips. \n\"Wha-no? I'm no co-\" The tearing of her pajama shirt interrupted her. Tits rivaling Rylie's surged, almost knocking her to the ground. Even after they grew, the pressure kept building up within them to the point where Stephanie let out an uncomfortable moan. \n\"Rylie became just like that after she caught me cumming all over the couch.\" Ashley caressed Stephanie's confused face. Her fingers brushed the redhead’s ear, stretching it. The other hand fondled one of her new, gigantic tits, and the transforming woman’s new tail approved her touch, slapping against thickened thighs. \nThe young woman's changes caught the other cowgirl’s eye who approached and followed in Ashley's footsteps by grabbing a tit for herself. \n\"Lucky for you, there are two mouths available to help you out.”"
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"content": "The Unintended \nWelcome, one and all, to a fantastical tale of magic, intrigue, and of course, endless raunchiness! I am your bard, Diana, and today we shall feast upon this delicious buffet of smutty goodness! \nDo not fear, fellow readers; I am no ordinary bard, for my beloved mentor Nellie, the legendary Mistress of Smut herself, has bestowed upon me her divine grace and talent for storytelling. These pages shall contain the full record of a tale told to me by the famous thief and adventurer Remy, a close friend of Nellie and yours truly. \nSee, Remy was quite the notorious thief, renowned far and wide for his cunning and resourcefulness. Over the course of his illustrious career, he stole many priceless treasures from castles and dungeons and whatnot. So when he heard about The Sanctum of Stars, a hidden temple deep in the mystical Forstuswood that supposedly contains an ancient artifact worth a literal fortune, he knew that this would be his biggest heist yet. \nHowever, little did Remy know, there was more afoot than mere treasure. But, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning. \nRemy sat sullen in a bar in Elstewood Breach. As the sun set, the rowdy crowd cheered and laughed. Drunks yelled for another drink and servants dashed to and fro, juggling tankards of mead and bottles of wine, while their excessive mammaries jiggled freely underneath their scant outfits. Remy sighed, his drink still full, barely touched as he pondered the latest job. \nBreaker Breakumson, the obese proprietor and owner of Breaker's Bed and Breakfasts and Burp Joints Incorporated sat beside him, his eyes locked on a young server as she sauntered past, the weight of her impressive breasts lifting the back of her scandalously revealing outfit and exposing her flawless round derriere. Remy snapped his fingers, breaking Breaker's concentration, and looked into the innkeeper's eyes. \"Yo. You listening?\" \nBreaker glared at him with rage in his beady little black eyes. \"Dammit man, don't make me look away from that juicy bubble butt for a second.\" Remy waited for a moment as the innkeeper turned back towards the server's swinging assets. \nRemy sighed. See, Remy was bored. His cunning and deft abilities had left him lacking challenging situations for so long that he considered himself retired. He'd come here every day for the past year living off his ill-gotten gains hoping that the rumors of the hostesses and their legendary, pillowy rumps would bring some excitement to his life. But after so long, it had merely gotten tiresome. So here he was, not even an ear to complain to anymore, as the innkeeper had grown tired of hearing Remy humblebrag about all his glorious adventures months prior. \nSo he just sat staring at the watered-down ale in his tankard wondering if all he had amounted to was an endless string of boring thievery and mead. Maybe he should go to the library. Read a book? Learn a new skill? Take up knitting? \nAs Remy gazed morosely into his tankard, Breaker groaned, staring off in disappointment. Remy turned his head and saw an elegantly dressed elven woman slide up, her hips swinging wide. Breaker whistled at her, the young elf blushing, giggling coquettishly. \"Sir, perhaps you are of an ill humor?\" she asked him in Elven. Breaker blinked. \nRemy blinked too, astonished. \"Guh?\" he responded. The elf giggled again, placing a long fingernail against her cheek. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back, the ends curling up and ending in perfect ringlets. Her large doe eyes peered seductively at the innkeeper. She wore a short purple robe that opened up in the front, revealing her creamy skin and her buxom body. Her ample chest squeezed over her robes, the fabric looking like it might burst at any moment. She whispered to Remy, \"If you are who I've been looking for, then you are a man of great talent. Have I found you?\" Her tongue licked seductively between her lips. Breaker looked annoyed. \nRemy, flustered, piped up. \"Uhh, yes ma'am? I don't know what you want, but-\" Breaker snorted, grumpily getting off the bar stool and stumbling away. \nThe elf seductively stroked a finger down Remy's jawline. \"Well, if you are of a talented mind then we should have our conversation in private...\" She licked her lips again. Remy swallowed, staring as she took his hand and tugged, heading toward the exit of the noisy establishment. Remy, compelled and turned on by her delicate beauty, let himself be dragged out. \n\"Goodbye innkeeper Breaker Breakumson,\" the elf waved farewell to the grumbling and jealous Breaker as she yanked Remy from the noisy establishment and into the streets of Elstewood Breach and into a dark alley, her hips swaying all the way. \nRemy tried not to stumble as he walked hurriedly behind her, the elf letting go of his hand and speeding up her pace as she rounded a dark corner and ducked between two houses, hiding in the shadows, her seductive face beaming as he rounded the corner too and into the darkness as he stopped in front of her, barely able to make out her flawless and tantalizing figure. \"Ok, ma'am? Umm, what do you-\" \n\"You are the thief, Remy, yes?\" the elf spoke with her soft sultry voice, cutting Remy off. Remy nodded hesitantly. She sighed. \"Good good. My name is Allysanne Silmeaweaver the Fourth.\" The elf curtsied daintily, raising the back of her robe high so he could catch a brief glimpse of her lovely thigh. \"I come because I know of a treasure of unspeakable power. A holy artifact locked behind ancient ward magics only capable of being unbound by one as capable and cunning as you...\" Her eyes stared pleadingly into Remy's. \n\"Oh?\" Remy replied as the elf looked at him hungrily. Remy was beginning to become perturbed. Was she here to ask him for a quickie behind Breaker's establishment or what? He licked his lips though, watching the beautiful elf bat her eyelids seductively. \n\"Oh yes,\" Allysanne continued. \"The Temple of the Sanctum of Stars holds in its chambers the Emerald Wand of Everlasting Youth! It possesses mystical magics that not only bestow its user with eternal life but youthful vigor beyond compare!\" Allysanne licked her lips too and placed a finger against Remy's shoulder. \"Are you a man as great and virile as they say you are?\" \nRemy nearly swooned, his hand taking Allysanne's lithe wrist gently. He was in awe of her beauty and now horny too, thinking about this offer. \"I am that...\" \nAllysanne smirked, \"Then what price would you ask for retrieving the Wand?\" \nRemy leaned back, his free hand scratching the chin under his mustache. \"Um, what will you give?\" \nAllysanne giggled girlishly, squeezing up her shoulders. \"Whatever you want...\" Remy gulped at her flirty manner, staring at her voluptuous body, his head steaming with smutty ideas of the perfect partner to fill up this aching loneliness, this boredom of monotony that plagued his miserable life. His mind suddenly pictured Allysanne's pouting lips latched onto his shaft as she bobbed back and forth, his cum splattering against her soft face, coating her creamy skin with a salty white paste. Remy shook his head free of these thoughts though, regaining control. \n\"Well, hmm.\" Remy pondered Allysanne's proposal, still staring as she arched a single well-plucked eyebrow at him, her beguiling, girlish smirk waiting for his response. Finally, Remy nodded, taking Allysanne by her narrow waist. \"OK, well yeah actually that sounds fun. The thing is I get kind of bored sometimes and stealing doesn't take too much effort. So let's go get that wand thing and in exchange, you have to let me pound your hot body any way I want for as long as I want. Also, I wanna put it everywhere...\" Remy declared frankly as Allysanne laughed a fake laugh, pushing back. \n\"Ahh ok, well yes, that sounds splendid!\" she giggled as her eyes shone in the darkness, lit up with wicked excitement. \nRemy realizing he may have asked for too little said quickly, \"I'll need a down payment too!\" He blurted out as Allysanne bit her lip, smirking excitedly, and placed a finger against the bottom of her robe and tugged upwards revealing her long supple thigh. Remy nodded as she spread herself open, revealing she wore no undergarments. She said, \"A nice show and a blowjob. If I give you everything now, you'll steal this wand for yourself. So I'll give you a taste that will keep you coming back...\""
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"content": "“So… we’re even if I just wear a gag and a chastity belt?” Morgan asked. It wasn’t like Evelyn to let her off a lost bet anywhere near this easy. “I don’t even… have to run naked across campus like last time?”\n\nEvelyn, or Eva as most knew her, shook her head. “Nope! But only I have the key and I’m not letting you take those off until tomorrow evening.”\n\nMorgan frowned. “So my punishment is to be really hungry and smell gross?”\n\nEva laughed. “Oh don’t worry, the belts magical! And… you won’t be hungry.”\n\nMorgan sighed with resignation, accepting the two items from her friend and beginning to step into the sturdy leather belt. The waist could be cinched tighter and the ends secured with small locks. A padded strap ran between the legs. “There’s a catch isn’t there? There always is when you start your magic schmagic bullshit.”\n\nEva nodded with a huge grin. Morgan secured the belt in place, hearing a click that announced the closing of its lock. Taking a look at the gag it was a little big, but other then that was just a normal looking ring gag. Big metal ring at the middle, leather straps that attached at the back with a loop for a padlock to secure it.\n\n“Anything you’re going to tell me before it’s too late?” Morgan asked as she moved the gag towards her mouth. Eva shook her head and then cocked her head with a mischievous look.\n\n“Mmmmm noooooo I don’t think so. Oh! Wear a mask maybe?”\n\nMorgan shrugged, she had a small cloth one in her pocket already. “Guess that means you’re making me walk the whole way?”\n\n“Yep!” Eva grinned again. Morgan hated losing bets to Eva. She was normally super sweet, but something about bets and dares turned her beyond mischievous.\n\nResigning to her fate, Morgan slipped the ring of the gag between her teeth, having to put it in sideways and then rotate it into place in order to sufficiently stretch her jaw for it to fit. The straps nearly closed on their own, and as soon as she finished tightening them a padlock magically whisked into place to secure the gag.\n\n“Naoo fwhaut?” Morgan asked.\n\n“Get dressed and go home! Enjoy yourself!” Eva enthused, handing her the skirt she’d removed to put the belt on.\n\nMorgan looked at Eva suspiciously but did as instructed, pulling her skirt up and then her jacket. She also put her mask in place, mostly hiding the gag.\n\n“Oh! And those are all enchanted, you know, more than just no mess, no fuss.” She pursed her lips. “Hmm, I guess only mostly no mess.”\n\n“Frear naht pwayyin monahpohlay epha agaaan” she stated. Eva in turn just shrugged and ushered Morgan out of her dorm and into the hall, hurrying back to her room to tap at the mirror on the door until it shifted to its magical form and focused on Morgan as she began her walk across campus to her own dorm. Eva giggled as someone said hello to Morgan, who only gave a small wave in reply.\n\n***will continue below shortly***"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Tom and Jillian are married and submissive, their dominants Kirsten and Brendan, respectively, are also a married couple. Kirsten won't let Tom use his cock and wants him trained to come from anal, so Brendan has declared Jillian is anal only until Tom learns, she's getting desperate. | [
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"content": "Tom and Jillian are married and submissive, their dominants Kirsten and Brendan, respectively, are also a married couple. Kirsten won't let Tom use his cock and wants him trained to come from anal, so Brendan has declared Jillian is anal only until Tom learns, she's getting desperate. Brendan pulled out his enormous dick from her ass rolling her over as she came for the third time tonight, as she lied on the bed jerking as she came, her ass and bruised, her asshole still gaping from having his dick inside, he walked over to her face, and started jerking himself until he had covered her makeup and long hair in streaks of thick cum. Next he walked over to his Kristen, Kristen sat on a chair, wearing only a pair of black silk leggings and heeled shoes, pressing down on Tom's dick as he bent over kissing her calves and pumping a black dildo inside his asshole slowly, \"how far along is he? Has he came yet?\" Brendan asks. Taking Brendan's dick in her fingers and jerking him off, Kristen replies, \"no, still hasn't cum, good for Jillian I guess, she just came again right?\" \"Yes she did, any more and I fear she'll never be the same, but that's not my choice, just depends how soon you submit to being a whore doesn't it?\" He replies smiling at Tom. Bending down and whispering something in Kristen's ears, Brendan heads back to Jillian.\n\nKristen stands up releasing Tom's dick and commands him, \"pull out that dildo, I've got something better for you\", she opens a drawer and pulls out a strap on with a gigantic stuffed black dick and puts it on. \"Let's hope you got wet earlier, cause I'm all out of lube\" she says coyly and bends Tom down until his face is forced against the carpet, then positions herself behind her ass and slowly and gently pushes in the whole dildo in Tom's ass as he grunts and moans from having it inside his tight ass. Grabbing his balls tightly in her hands, she slowly increases her speed.\n\nJillian on the bed had been turned on her side, her legs spread in a V, one resting against Brendan's shoulders as he pumped restlessly into her ass, fingering her pussy at the same time. Her breasts jiggled to the motion of the fucking, and the nipple clamps pulled on her until they were abnormally big, all in all she lied there semi concious letting out a constant stream of grunts and moans from having her asshole gaped. The conscious part of her fights back, desperately aware any more and she'll lose her mind to his dick, fights back in a final attempt, \"please cum Tom.\" Kristen in response increases her pace and Tom begs now desperate, \"please no I can't, let her go.\" But Kristen only replies, \"that's not the safeword\", but Tom could no longer think straight let alone remember the safeword .\n\nAs more minutes go by Jillian is near the edge and screaming praise to God, Jesus, and Brendan, he on the other hand had layed her spread eagle and was violently fucking her asshole pressing down on her neck and breast, choking her harder and harder, while her other breast jiggled like a water filled balloon, red and covered in his nail scratches. Tom was erect now but still couldn't come, and Kristen gave it to him with undiminished enthusiasm, occasionally degrading him saying stuff like \"just cum from having you ass filled already little sissy\" or \"when I'm done with you bitch, you'll wish you never had a dick to begin with.\" Brendan finally choken Jillian until she gagged and then released her neck completely, sending her into an uncontrollable ecstasy as air filled her lungs and she came, Brendan came simultaneously and rammed his dick balls deep inside her filling her up with his cum, as he pulled out, cum dripped out of Jillian's asshole as she continued to beg mindlessly to fuck her more, Brendan simply moved over to her face and trust his dick inside her throat, skullfucking her now as she gagged and choked on his cock without resistance. Finally seeing his wife broken, Tom let out a streak of thick semen onto the floor, as he bent down instinctively to lick it up, Kristen stops him, \"get to that later, go suck Jillian's tits\" she commands. Obediently Tom moves up to the bed, and begins passionately kissing and sucking Jillian's abused breasts, while Kristen move up and positions herself at her pussy and rams inside with the enormous dildo, both husband and wife fucking Jillian while Tom sucked at her tits and she fingered his asshole."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] Paranormal Sexactivity - puzzled a perpetually stiff neck and sore muscles, you check your security cameras to see what could have disturbed your sleep. You are shocked to see yourself possessed and getting kinky as fuck! | [
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"content": "9:37PM [Ellie]: Hey cutie, don't think you can stand me up. Did you end up going out tonight??\n9:37PM [Tanner]: Oh hey el! I'm sorry fam, I just wasn't feeling it. With Cindy being I wasn't feeling clubbing or going out. Why you horny or something? 🤣\n9:38PM [Ellie]: Um rude! hahaha And your girlfriend being away isn't an excuse for us not hanging bae. I'm coming over.\n9:38PM [Tanner]: coming over is fine - just wasn't feeling going out. How long will you be?\n9:38PM [Ellie]: I'm already dressed, ubers on its way 😘\n9:38PM [Ellie]: Ellie Sent a Photo.\n\nEllie sent a photo of her in a sheer black mini-dress, with yellow smiley-face cross nipple covers poking through the sheer of her dress. Matching yellow and black eye liner wings accentuate her dicksucking lips as she pouted in her high-angle selfie. She is 5'6, brunette and has a cocky smile that melts most men in their tracks.\n\n9:39PM [Ellie]: I didn't look this good to sit at home did I? Lol, miss me yet?\n\nThe last line skewed Tanner; Ellie was the hottest fling he'd had, but the temptress hadn't tempted him.. yet.\n\n9:39PM [Tanner]: Fuck. You were going to leave me on the dancefloor tonight if this right cock showed up.\n9:39PM [Ellie]: Me? Leave you all alone? Never.\n9:39PM [Ellie]: Ellie Sent a Photo.\n9:39PM [Ellie]: I'm bringing tequila - I hope you're in a fun mood bae.\n9:40PM [Tanner]: Has anyone every told you how much of a brat you are?\n9:40PM [Ellie]: Of course! Though most just call me a good girl 😇 Does anyone call you daddy anymore?\n9:41PM [Tanner]: Just you when you're drunk. Hey, I'm not sure if I'm up for a big one tonight just FYI\n9:41PM [Ellie]: Oh so just a quickie then? 😉\n9:41PM [Tanner]: Hey! Cut it out, you know Cindy doesn't like you flirting THAT hard with me.\n9:41PM [Ellie]: Oh shut up you love it. Just sniff her panties when you miss her too much hun 😂 Besides, what she doesn't know can't hurt her, right?\n9:42PM [Tanner]: loooool get you butt over here, I'll get ready.\n\n----------\n\nThe door chime rings through Tanner's loft apartment at 9:50PM. Tanner had just barely managed to clean up a week's worth of bachelor lifestyle as his girlfriend was partying with her college girl friends in Prague. Ellie talked a big game, but when they were fucking she was the bratty, smug submissive ready to do everything daddy wants. Ugh, the thought alone was arousing some suppressed primal urges.\n\nOpening the door, Tanner was greeted by the sluttiest little play thing on god's green earth.\n\"Hey El', so good to see you!\"\n\"Not good enough to come out though huh? Hehe, you owe me big guy.\"\nShe barged past Tanner and slammed the tequila onto the counter. She walked over to the cupboards, and reached up on her Tilly toes to retrieve three shot glasses. Tanner's eyes locked onto Ellie's G-string as her minidress rode up her curvey ass to her trim waist.\n\nShe pivoted back around and slammed the three shot glasses onto the counter before removing the wrapping from the tequila bottle's neck. Her hands worked the plastic up... And down.. and up.. and down. Pop! With her thumbs she released the cork and splashed out three shots..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: help me build my universe: Jackson’s Education | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A silly wholesome tryst between a couple: Pretending to pay for a hooker. | [
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"content": "I paced my hotel room nervously - I had never done anything like this before. It was a far fancier hotel than I would have ever booked for travelling.\n\nDeep plush carpets. Marble everything in the bathroom. A jacuzzi tub in the main part of the room. A king size bed. A balcony with a view of the bustling downtown core.\n\nI rearranged the plate of chocolate covered strawberries for the millionth time. Added a bit more ice to the Champaigne bottle bucket.\n\nI adjusted my best shirt in the mirror again.\n\nThen paced.\n\nI can’t believe I am doing this.\n\nI resisted looking at my phone. She had the details. There is no reason to look at the phone.\n\nThere was a light knock at door.\n\nMy heart lept in my chest. I looked through the peep hole and saw the back of a woman’s head. Dark brown hair.\n\nI opened the door.\n\nShe waited a beat and then turned around.\n\nShe had a long trench coat wrapped tight around her. Oversized sunglasses that seemed to hide the top half of her head. Her full ruby lips were pursed together in a sexy pout.\n\n“Are you Jim?” she purred.\n\nI swallowed the lump in my throat. “Yes,” I whispered, “ah. Yes,” I said more clearly.\n\nShe strutted past me. Walking with power and poise in her four inch, red, stiletto heels.\n\nShe looked around the room with a business like gaze. Her eyes stopped on the champagne and strawberries.\n\nShe picked up a strawberry and bit it with exaggerated slowness.\n\n“Mmmmmm, these are delicious,” she moaned.\n\nI stepped up to her and put my fingers on the tie holding her trench coat closed. I started to untie it. She put her hand on mine - stopping me.\n\n“No so fast, tiger,” she said with a smile. “There are those pesky - negotiations - to take care of first.” She stepped back and tightened her trench coat. “So tell me. What are *you* looking for?” She took another bite of the strawberry.\n\nI cleared my throat. “Aaah, huh, well. I was hoping for some, you know, sex,” I stammered.\n\nShe laughed a deep throaty laugh.\n\n“Yes darling,” she said with a wide smile, “that is usually why people call for my services. You need to be specific - some things cost more than others - you know.”\n\nI was flustered. “I have never done this before,” I said as I rubbed my eyes.\n\n“Don’t worry darling,” she said putting a hand on my chest, “I most definitely have.” Her smile was wide and predatory. “There is nothing you can ask for that I haven’t been asked before. Nothing you can say that will surprise me. So tell me - what is your heart’s desire? Then we will see if you can afford it.”\n\n“I… I would like a blow job,” I said with false confidence. “I would like to finish on your tits,” I said glancing at her hidden chest - trying to undress her with my eyes. “Then I want to take you from behind - right over here - so I can see you face in the mirror,” I growled.\n\nMy cock was hard just thinking about it.\n\n“I haven’t really thought any farther ahead than that,” I said defiantly.\n\nShe stepped close and grabbed my cock through my straining pants. She let out a little growl. “Looks like you have been thinking about that pretty hard.”\n\nI just nodded.\n\n“Since you don’t have the whole night planned out. Why don’t we start at a thousand dollars - I will let you know when that runs out.”\n\n“Ok,” I whimpered as she gave my cock a squeeze.\n\nShe walked over to the balcony doors and looked out over the city.\n\n“Nice view,” she said as she dropped the trench coat. The coat puddled at her steletto shoes. The shoes had thin red straps wound up her shapely calves. Her legs were long and shapely - not quite runner’s legs but she clearly works out. The lacy red panties disappeared between her toned tight cheeks - the high side thong showing off her amazing ass. The back of her bra was tall - at least five or six inches - wrapping her rib cage in delicate red lace.\n\nShe glanced over her shoulder demurely. “Do you like the view?” She asked coyly. I saw her ass flex as she nervously waited for my answer. A crack in her professional demeaned.\n\n“Stunning,” I said - licking my suddenly dry lips. “I… I… my God, you are beautiful.”\n\nHer cheeks suddenly reddened as a slow smile crept across her face. She turned slowly - I drank in the vision of her - the sea of lace about her breasts that did nothing to hide them. Six straps ran from the impossibly deep cleavage over the soft creamy mound of her magnificent breasts. The lace that wrapped under her breasts accented her smooth right stomach. The front of her panties were matching red lace - I couldn’t help but follow it down until it disappeared between her thighs.\n\nShe slowly strutted over to me. She stopped a few feet away and held a hand out. I looked at her hand and then up to her eyes. She raised an eyebrow and shook her hand gently."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: While searching through a junkyard for any spare parts, it seems that the jumbled mess of automations have jumbled together; the core of a sex bot being at its core. | [
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"content": "I had gotten a partial amnesia and all I know was that I was a bot made to pleasure those who wanted to get on with a quadruple amputee girls without causing actual people psychological problems. I was able to pull together enough parts of other androids that were loosely thrown close enough to me to create a working body. I saw her come to me and put me into a cart and take me into a shop.\n\n\"and that was the last part of your left hip made to your specifications. honestly I'm surprised you didn't want limbs.\" she said as she put the last cover on. \"the idea of actually having limbs now is actually off putting for me for probably so that I wouldn't want them when I was at factory settings and chassis.\" \"to be honest you are looking quite cute right now. I might indulge in a test to see if everything of those parts are working on you.\" \"go ahead.\" we had our fun and it actually worked too.\n\n(hope this inspires someone too and that it is fun)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: So, as it turns out, my entire college has its own Wiki page. Not just that, but every student has their own page. It’s weird how accurate the information is. Kinda funny too, though, as I can change the popular girls profile to give her a massive rack! W-wait… it worked! Does she even notice? | [
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"content": "after I saw what happened to her I looked at my profile and decided to change some things about myself. I put myself down as a girl and since this is a mixed college I didn't have to worry about getting a different room. I felt the change happen and I also put my height at 2 meters and I gave myself really large boobs but they surprisingly didn't hurt my back.\n\nI checked my non-college ID and that had changed too. I was wearing the same outfit from what I could see but the right size for me. I heard the bell ring so I went to my classes now, sitting in my spot. after class I had wait for a bit since the teacher wanted to talk to me. \"did you change info on the college's wiki?\" \"yes I did, am I in trouble?\" \"no, but thank you for admitting it. you are free to go.\" I then went on with my day enjoying my new body.\n\nI had checked my clothes when I was in my personal dorm and I only had sports bras that fit me and I checked if I was wearing one now and realized I didn't but since the hoodie I was wearing was so thick it wasn't really noticeable and since it compressed my boobs enough for them to stay relatively in the same place. I did my homework and since it was a friday I could do whatever I want to so I got naked for a while and masturbated when it was getting late.\n\nthe next morning I put on shorts and a shirt but forgot a bra and went shopping for food and a toy. during grocery shopping I met the popular girl and we started talking and I confessed what I did, she didn't seem to mind and her boobs were still the same size to which I changed them. she also started talking about how her sister most likely will be interested in me since she is single, into girls and had very similar school schedule but we must have always missed each other. so I got to talking to her sister.\n\nI got my first dildo and used it that night after having a fun and kinda erotic conversation over the phone for now. eventually we started to date and since my boobs could easily rest on her head I jokingly did it sometimes."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: At a cowgirl cafe, the desserts are delicious, and the waitresses provide the finest fresh milk to go with them! | [
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"content": "I was hesitant to step through the front door. Scratching the nape of my pale neck, digits sifting through my coal-colored and windswept hair. I've heard several... interesting rumors about this place, and I had the urge to investigate... but now that I'm here, I felt my nerves tensing up. Red on my face ass I compared the words upon the window pane with the words on their website. 'Madam Bonnie's Hometown Bakery and Cafe... Adults Only!'\n\nWith a nervous gulp, I sauntered in. A bell rang beside the doorway, alerting any and all to my presence.\n\n\"Welcome, welcome! Please take a seat wherever you like, and someone will be with you shortly.\" A cheerful greeting from a cute, cheerful face. One of several. All gorgeous women in rather revealing maid outfits. Some frilly and traditional with alluring alterations, others short and skimpy and even practically non-existent. All of them either extenuating or simply struggling to hide their massive breasts.\n\nI did as I was told, claiming a chair at a two seat table. Observing the the restaurant, I saw the establishment was fairly busy. A little under half of the available tables were occupied, filled with young men like myself. Some confident and joking with their friends, others apprensive yet excited like me.\n\n\"Welcome to Madam Bonnie's, master! My name's Lucy! Can I get you anything?\" The waitress who approached me was an immaculate specimen. Long, flowing blonde hair broken by two short, dark horns. Soft, glittering blue eyes above rosy and slightly freckled cheeks. Drooping bovine ears peeking out from behind her locks. A soft, warming smile observed me as I attempted to ponder the menu and its contents.\n\n\"Uhm... perhaps two slices of buttermilk pie? And... uh... a glass of milk...\"\n\n\"Excellent... would you like that milk 'freeesh' from the source?\" A sly smile as she lightly prodded her breast with one end of her pen. The plastic tip pressed against the nipple bleeding through her top.\n\n\"Y-yes please.\" I nodded hesitantly. Its the reason I came here, after all... well, one of the reasons...\n\n\"And would you like some cream on that pie? Whipped, or perhaps... our special homemade cream?\" She tugged at the short hem of her frilly skirt, offering me the sneakiest of peaks to her undergarments. My eyes were laser focused on what little I could glance of it before she dropped her skirt and returned her hand to the note pad. A smug, blushing countenance upon her as I glanced back at her face.\n\n\"Home-made, please.\"\n\nA grin across her face as she leaned over, revealing a massive valley of cleavage. \"Wonderful choices, master. I shall return shortly with your order.\"\n\nThe time between that moment and her return was one of the strangest collections of minutes in my life. Excitement. Unease. Hopes running high, and worries crawling about. If the rumors were true, and someone I knew were to find me here... what would do that to my social life? That apprehension struggled for control over my mind with primal and lustful imagination. A holstaur's breasts, huge and bare... not to mention their huge, inhuman...\n\n\"Heeere's your order, master!\" Lucy returned, setting down a delicious looking pair of buttermilk pie slices, both topped with fresh, scarlet strawberries. And then she sat down an empty glass.\n\nBut it wasn't empty for long.\n\nShe slid down the sleeves of her outfit with a giggle, before doing the same with the top of her maid dress. She revealed to me a pair of undeniably massive breasts. Absolute melons that were already leaking with milk. Pressed together with her teats near the cup, she sighed softly as she squeezed, milk rushing from her nipples and spilling into the glass. A moan on her lips, and her eyes locked on me.\n\nShe filled the glass nearly to the brim before drawing away and idly toying with her own cherry nubs.\n\n\"Haaah... fresh milk for you, master... now... for the cream...\" Lucy licked her lips, lifting her skirt fully to reveal what I had only caught a split second glimpse of.\n\nA massive, raging erection. An inhuman phallus held against her stomach with the tight fit of her maid top, now free to stand stiff on its own against the morning air. A flared tip, hot pink down to the sheathe where her normal pale hue resumes. Hefty, smooth balls lay upon the table as she angled her tool at my meal.\n\nI couldn't take my eyes off of her mighty length. She peered at me with a sly smirk, and slowly began rubbing her cock from head to base.\n\n\"Mmmhm... master, do you like Lucy's hard cock?\"\n\n\"Yeah... its... beautiful.\" I stammered, bewildered, intrigued and transfixed. \"Can... can I...\"\n\n\"Touch it? Of course.\"\n\nWith her permission secured, I reached out and hesitantly wrapped my digits around her mast. I marveled at its stiffness, the wild, reaching veins. Lucy wrapped her fingers around mine and resumed pumping her shaft.\n\n\"Ahhnn... master's hand is so good! I love it...!\" Her turgid penis subtly pulsated in my hand. Without even realizing it, I had been subconsciously changing its aim to my face, and Lucy had meandered closer to me. Her meat was now staring me down, slowly undulating due to the actions of our hands jerking her skin swiftly to and fro along her length.\n\n\"Hmmhmm... Master wants it straight from the source like his milk?\"\n\n\"Yes...! I want your cum, Miss Lucy...!\"\n\n\"Very well, master... please open wide!\"\n\nI did just that, parting my lips and pressing them against her large flared head. Lucy groaned in ecstasy as my mouth caressed the tip of her rod. I used my tongue to lick the unfamiliar shape of her equine equipment. Whatever I did, and wherever I placed it seemed like a good spot, because within seconds, she was bucking her hips. Desperate to go further, but her cock was too much for my human mouth.\n\n\"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum in master's cute little mouth...!\"\n\nBut she sure as hell tried, grabbing my head for stability and offering one last thrust into my face. Her tip slipped through, filling my mouth with strange, beastial cock meat before I felt the raging torrent of an incredible volume of cum blast down my throat. I groaned, eyes rolling as her livid seed splattered inside my throat. All I could do was swallow as my maw was plugged.\n\nI gasped for air once she drew away, cum and spit dripping from my lips. I quickly wiped it away once my senses had returned to me.\n\n\"Ah... sorry master... I got so carried away...\" She sighed, freckled face alight with blush. \"You're just... cute guys like you are my weakness...\"\n\nSeeing me a bit dazed and sweating, I suppose Lucy didn't figure I'd really have much of an appetite afterwards... at least, not for the pie.\n\n\"Want to make it a to-go order?\" She inquired, cradling my head against her testicles, with her cock resting on the bridge of my nose.\n\nI left that Cafe with a sore jaw, a new experience, and Lucy's phone number on the back of my receipt."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: He loved secretly helping woman with his magic. Making big fake tits into big real tits, or making tits perkier where some of his favorites, but supercharging Libido's and growing butts and hips where wonderful as well... A happy, beautiful woman made the world more beautiful | [
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"content": "Being the first wizard in a thousand years, I use to dream of doing big things - saving the world, making the world a better place, fighting evil, all that good stuff. \n\nTurns out the reason there aren’t many wizards anymore is there isn’t much in the way of supernatural badness that needs magic anymore. It was a depressing realization. \n\nI work a desk job now. Work Monday to Friday - slinging TPS reports for a dumbass, coffee drinking boss. On the weekends I swing by the hospitals and try to help out - curing childhood ailments and stuff. It takes a pile of power and is exhausting. But it makes me feel like I am using my magic for good. \n\nFriday nights is a different story. A guilty pleasure. I use my powers on unsuspecting wallmart customers. I like to think I am making their lives better - but it doesn’t even matter - it amuses me. \n\nI sit on a bench outside the Walmart entrance, sipping on my Coke Zero - watching the ebb and flow of the people going through the automatic doors. \n\nI see her as she leaves her car. She is in her early twenties. Long blonde hair hanging down her back. A tight tank top that is squishing a couple rolls out the bottom. Short shorts that are showing a stunning amount of cellulited thigh. \n\nI gather up my power - pulling from the flows of magic that weave through the air and ground - and guide it gently to her. I shrink her thighs until they are just toned muscle like a runner’s. Rearrange the fat around her waist - shrinking and pushing it up to her breasts. By time she walks through the door she has a tight tummy and massive natural breasts. She doesn’t even realize it has happened. \n\nI chuckle to myself. Scanning the hordes of people I pick out my next target."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: I would like to write a book. | [
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"content": "Well...I might have a few things to help but maybe not. I've only ever been in one relationship, but that might not matter.\nOne time my ex gave me a hickey and I didn't feel her do it, nor did she realize she did. I wouldn't have noticed if someone hadn't spoken up, and I brought it up to her. We laughed about it, but never really confirmed it to anyone\nWe never had sex but we kind of got it out of our systems a bit when we made out when we were alone by taking off our shirts and pulling down/taking off her bra. Worked out pretty alright for the time\nNot sure how much this helps, but maybe it can"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [M4M] Looking for a cute sub twink gay man 18-21 to be my little fuck toy, and cuddly boyfriend nsfw Dom male seeking sub male femboy! nsfw | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When he offered to free the land of his curse, if the legendary hero would bear his child, he expected to just provoke her into a fight, not for her to accept! And now he's bound to the bargain! | [
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"content": "Weakness -by Wouter Drukker\n\n'The curse on your land shall be lifted, if you will bear my child!' Noa the demon-man halfgod said in his low and chilling voice.\nI can take her,he thought to himself. I have defeated Cumdra, the Hydra wizard, I have raped Queen Alicia taking making sure Schotland is without hope, I have sailed with Manti the great, I have bore witness to the coming of Jesus Christ. \nHere she comes, he thought as he got ready for the fight.\n\nBut she didn't come, instead there was a deep silence in the caves all around him.\n\nFinally, the voice of Alexandra the Great came tumbling through the endless depths of the Caves of Lonely Deaths. \n\nOh, yes Noa, demon half god of the halfworld and the underworld. I will bear your child. \n\nNoa let his flaming sword fall out of his hands. His mouth fell wide open.\n\n'So..so you´ll accept?'\n\nOh my God, he thought, I get to fuck Alexandra the Great, the wet dream of schoolboys troughout the universe. Her long beautiful red hair, her beaming green eyes, he big, perfectly shaped breasts, all mine? Surely there must be a catch.\n\n'Yes, I'll accept' the voice of the beauty came echoing back.\n\n'Okay, but I'm pretty sure there is a catch',said Noa. 'Would you allow me to stun you?'\n\n'Go right ahead'.\n\nHe stunned her well and approached, still wearily. When he took her legs in his hands to spread them he felt her warmth.\n\nHe unzipped his pants to get his elephant cock out all the while looking into the green, deep ocean of her eyes. \n\nSuddenly he was floating in a green void of semi conscious bliss. When the void dissolved into non-void, he could see himself, beside Alexandra on a bench, old and satisfied, with their grandchildren on swings in front of them.\n\nSuddenly he woke up. He looked at the spread pussy before him, bald and juvenile pink. \n\nI can't do it, he suddenly thought. But I must, I have to reincarnate into my own child, it's the only way to get rid of age and live eternally.\n\nTo his horror he wasn't hard. And tugging it didn't help, neither did looking at the ripe female flesh before him.\n\nIt was the first time in thousands of years he had failed, the first time in many lives.\n\nAlexandra the great could move again as the spell had worn off. She stood up and tidied her clothes. Before her lay the Great Demon that had slit its own throat.\n\nMen have weaknesses, she thought as she picked up her sword and lasso. It doesn't take a good looking woman long to find out."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Everyone knew she had the ability to make sense recordings of anything she experienced. She didn't expect one of her traveling friends to ask for a copy of sex with her long-distance boyfriend... | [
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"content": "[https://docs.google.com/document/d/1guXbmxj65iXDjMKOk4A9jUZ8\\_R7DrTc1Sz6wn9IaUDY/edit?usp=sharing](https://docs.google.com/document/d/1guXbmxj65iXDjMKOk4A9jUZ8_R7DrTc1Sz6wn9IaUDY/edit?usp=sharing)\n\n​\n\nOkay, so it's too long to post in the comments. It's 50 pages.\n\nI'm also not 100% certain it's what you were going for. I mean, technically speaking it mostly matches the prompt, but it inspired a full-blown cyberpunk novella that delves into what it means for someone using these devices as an actor or actress.\n\nThere is graphic sex in it. So, it may satisfy whatever inspired the initial prompt."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A story about someone who has a eureka moment in the middle of sex, completely out of the blue | [
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"content": "Dr Schwarzveld always hated it when I called him Charlie, but he didn't hate it as much as when I called him Chuck. Either way, he pretty much let me get away with it. To be honest, it was kind of fun! When the university cut the funding for the paranormal studies and sex studies departments, I was left kind of floating around. I was still supposed to get paid for my time, both as an escort and a psychic, but they didn't really have a use for me. So they ended up assigning me to be Dr Schwartzveld's lab assistant. He was a bit of a jack of all trades mad scientist type, but it didn't really make much difference to me, considering that most of the ways that I \"assisted\" him in the lab were distinctly unscientific...\n\nHe had recently gotten a hold of some sort of meteor or something that crashed in a field on the school's wind farm, and he'd been locked in his lab for days... When he was out, all he muttered about was \"how to do it? How will I do it!?\" Or whatever, and I was getting really bored.\n\nHe was in one of his isolation rooms. I wasn't supposed to go in there, but it didn't look like he was wearing any special kind of protective gear, and, like I said, I was really, really bored.\n\nI stepped in, wearing my little black bodycon dress and black flats. I didn't feel that out of place, considering I normally practiced \"dress for the job you want\", And he was just wearing his slacks and button-down shirt and whatever. He had had some of his colleagues in here before, though, strangely, none of the women, at least not after Dr White had stopped by early on... I hadn't seen her around just recently, but I'd heard she was on leave or something.\n\n\"Noriko! What are you doing in here!?\" He said, in his thick German accent. \"I am trying to focus on the problem of how to do some very sensitive things, and I am making no headway.\"\n\nI just shrugged, giving him a gentle smile. \"Maybe you'd focus better if you relaxed a little?\" \n\nCharlie blushed almost instantly. Even after having me around for so long, he was always as bashful as a schoolboy when it came to sex. It was honestly kind of cute! The thing on the table in here with him looked less like a meteor and more like a smashed up satellite or something. It was weird and alien, but it seemed like it wasn't totally broken. It was kind of glowing, anyway, and it had little blinky bits.\n\nAt first, I thought about asking more questions about the weird alien device, but I felt like The sex that I had come in here to amuse myself with was a lot more important. I was actually feeling even hornier than I expected, my clit was practically tingling, and I could feel my nipples poking against my dress.\n\nMy dress actually felt a little tight, as I stepped over to Charlie and pushed him down onto one of his seats. Looking down, I only realized just then that my breasts were definitely getting ready to spill out of my dress! I only had little a cups when it came in here, right? My boobs suddenly seemed huge, they were at least double D's, almost definitely bigger, each of them the size of a grapefruit, heavy and wobbling on my chest, flushed with heat. This was weird, right? I should ask something about this, right? I was too horny to care... I just pulled my dress down, exposing my big new breasts, and I straddled Chuck in his chair.\n\nI almost felt like I was in a trance, as I fucked him, and I could feel his hands roaming all over my body. I twerked and bounced on his cock, feeling like I could get myself off even more easily than I usually did, and it wasn't long before I was building my first orgasm to the breaking point. I came like a tidal wave, and I just kept fucking him, coming over and over again, chaining one orgasm into the next.\n\nMy body felt like it was on fire, and my mind felt like it was on autopilot. I could feel his hands on my hips and my rump, and my hips felt wider than I thought they should... My breasts were even bigger now, each the size of my head, and I wrapped my arms around Dr Schwartzveld's neck, smothering him with my soft, heavy tits. I felt his cock starting to twitch inside me, and a rush of euphoric pleasure somehow burst through me, as I felt him pump his cum deep into my womb. I moaned and squealed out loud, squeezing and milking him with my pussy, urging him to pump me fuller, as he came and came, filling me with so much seed that I could practically feel it sloshing in my fertile belly. Unexpectedly, he suddenly popped his head out of my cleavage and shouted \"Yes! Now I know!\"\n\n\"What?\" I asked, only then suddenly coming out of my sex trance.\n\n\"I have been trying to figure out how I will replicate the nano machines within this alien device, but I can propagate them inside of another device! I can insert them into something else and let them replicate, it will be as if the device is pregnant, like you!\"\n\n\"Wait, what? I'm pregnant!? Are you saying I'm pregnant?\" I asked, alarmed, even as some part of me at the back of my mind felt a rush of satisfaction and arousal.\n\nHe shrugged, waving a hand, even as his cock twitched inside me. \"Yes, yes, but don't worry about it... You would look very good pregnant, and it will be a lovely pregnancy, I promise. That's not important right now! What's important is that I know how to replicate this device's nano machines. Once you've done that we can analyze the other aspects of it, like it's weird radiation and the 'psionic field' or whatever that doctor Michaels conjectures that it has. Oh yes! And you are a psychic expert! I really should have asked you in here sooner. It seems to have an effect on women though, so... But anyway, that's a moot point now! Thank you so much, Noriko! You have been so helpful today!\"\n\nI found my hand subconsciously drawn to my middle, and my fingers spread across the slight new round of my formerly slim tummy. It felt oddly sexual, as I explored the swelling dome of my new pregnancy, and I felt an odd rush of euphoria. A sexual shudder seemed to quake through my giant new breasts, making my nipples stiffen and tingle. Psychic alien artifacts? Getting knocked up by my boss? This whole gig just got a lot more interesting…"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: In Victorian era a young lady enjoys angering her governess since this will get her punished by her governess with a punishment enema and the lady loves those. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A Netrunner finds themselves with an AI stalker, one determined to pull them into an isolated cyberspace network node for a data exchange | [
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"content": "(don't know if it would count as forced pregnancy)\n\nit all started with a message in a public site for those who replaced most of our bodies, \"I had replaced most of my body for my desired look, I even had a custom set of reproductive organs made so that I could keep some pets in it for travel or print a limited amount of things as long as it is robotic lol.\" since then I got a stalker who tried to lure me into some sketchy places. so far I haven't followed them too far but they seem to be able to convince me to get further every time.\n\ntoday I plugged in a safety net and followed them fully, all I could have seen of them so far was code trails but when we reached the secluded node my womb seemed to have been hacked and I could feel something small was created and it has stopped for now but I could feel small movements.\n\nthe stalker was gone from the internet from what I could find out and it had moved into my womb according to the safety net but it was too complicated to be stopped by the safety net. I guess I'll have to ride it out for now.\n\nit seems to have been completed and it moved all out and it seems to be a mechanical spider, I can be pretty sure that that was my stalker and it walked away to what I can only assume is a plan to grow into their fully grown humanoid body. I got a huge amount of money deposited into my account a few weeks later."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Bimbo travel influencer is kidnapped by pirates in south-east Asia. What happens to her? | [
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"content": "She had been tied to the ship's mast for days and the ocean's salt had left spots on her pale, bare skin. Her luscious red hair was all tangled up, her red lips had cracked, her big brown eyes were dull, staring in the distance as her thoughts kept running. She had lost a lot of weight, because the pirates only offered her fish covered in seamen, and they had all laughed the two times she was too hungry too resist. Now the ribs showed from under her big breasts.\n\nWhile thoughts about her job, her parents and her husband went running through her head like a tornado, a pirate showed up. Is he going to free me? It went through her against better judgment.\nBut the pirate didn't release her.\n'Sasksia Folk, the superstar influencer', said an ugly man with Filipino looks and big scars on his torso. 'If you just drink this'.\n'What if I don't ?'\nShe saw the dirty finger of the man pointing to the whip on his right hip and she gave up, nodded yes.\nIt didn't taste bad, she was just happy it hadn't been sperm.\nTen minutes went by in which Saskia saw a crowd slowly gathering. She was getting very warm, even though the sun was setting and it had been getting chilly.\n\n'The light is perfect', she heard one of the men say, an older guy with a huge tent between his legs.\n'Where did they get popcorn from?' one of the older boys said.\n'Oh look, it's starting', said a well aged Filipino woman.\n\nSaskia was watching herself as she kissed her left arm. Then she turned to the mast she was tied to and licked it.\nTo her utmost shame she saw a man videotaping it with her own camera.\nOne of the younger boys and two older men came towards her. Her mind was devided by terror and shame, and a superior want for sex. One by one they started pissing over her. She stuck out her tongue and tried to catch every last drop. She got hornier and hornier, there seemed to be no end to it, she had never experienced anything even remotely close in all the 28 years of her life.\n\nWhen they were done, it was ready for the second course. She was eagerly awaiting, seconds seemed like hours. What are they going to do to me? Oh please, please finnish me off.\nThe ugly man with the whip now came forward, he took a basket from one of the women, came standing over her large, took a living fish from the basket, shoved her panties aside and stuck it in her pussy. Then he prevented the squirming animal from getting out by using tape.\nWhile the man with the camera came forward for a close up as the man with the whip got back into the crowd.\n\nThen the crowd were placing bets on how long it would take for her orgasm. What they didn't know was that Saskia was an example of an unsatisfiable redhead: she couldn't orgasm no matter what.\nSo after about 10 minutes of absolute anguish, she passed out.\n\nShe woke up in a puddle of her own moisture. \n\nRobby, her husband was already awake and dressed. \n'Look who finally woke up?', he said. 'I hope you remember our costume party tonight, should I go as atronaut or as pirate?'.\n\nSaskia moaned."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Dad/Daughter: Love on and off the field | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Real(istic) stories. Things you want to know about. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Feminists taboo outlet - FFO : coercion , dubcon etc | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CW] Talk the reader through a sexual activity in the style of a 1950s infomercial | [
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"content": "We girls have lots of tricks for keeping a man satisfied, and I bet that's why you're here today, isn't it, June?\n\nI know, I know. Your boyfriend is raring to go, getting ready to take things to the next level, and whether you really should or not, you want to too, right? Well, I'm not here to stop you. In fact, I'm here to help you add a new technique to your repertoire.\n\nEveryone's just crazy about intercourse, and intercourse is very important, but there's more to sex than just doing it the *old fashioned way*. Why, intercourse can lead to pregnancy, social diseases, and even a reputation, and sometimes you might even just want a bit of variety!\n\nNow June, let's have a look at you! Why, You're a real head turner, but I'm sure you already knew that. Boys like blondes, and they like a girl with a statuesque figure like yours, but I'm certain that they really like what you've got up top... No, not your head, at least not today, but let's have a look at your chest.\n\nWhy, those are quite impressive, a real pair of sweater puppies, as the boys call them, like a ripe pair of honeydew melons! And absolutely perfect for what we'll be doing today.\n\nWhat we are going to be doing today is what those in the know call a tit job, or, to put it less delicately, titty-fucking. And it does seem like we'll have to be setting aside some matters of delicacy, but it's best to get it all out in the open. We're here to learn!\n\nNow June, that's a lovely sweater you're wearing, but let's have you take it off. Yes. Very good. I see that you've already learned our lessons on how to remove a garment seductively. The way you pulled that over your head was just right, and I am glad that you've chosen such a lovely bra for today. I know that it can be hard for a girl with a chest your size to find a pretty bra, but the one you've got is just lovely. All the other girls should take note of how the lace accentuates your breasts with a bit of extra feminine adornment, and the cups really do lift and separate, helping your assets to stand out!\n\nOf course, with breasts as big as yours, it's hard to find space for them on your chest! And that's quite a lot of cleavage we've got there. I think that your boyfriend will be very excited.\n\nOh! And here he is now. Hello Dale. I'm glad that you could come to our lessons today. June is very pleased to see you, and I can see that you're even more pleased to see her. Well, just you wait until you find out what we'll be doing.\n\nJune, go ahead and approach Dale. Yes. You know what we're doing today. Go ahead and get things warmed up by letting him feel your breasts a bit. Guide his hand, Yes, just like that. Sometimes, a boy likes to know that it's okay to touch a girl, and there's no clear signal and when she takes his hand and places it right on her breast, just like you're doing now, June, very good.\n\nLots of girls, especially girls like June, get pleasure from being touched or caressed, and girls like June even enjoy a good firm squeeze or grope. Can we all see how June is blushing, and just how intense her smile is, as Dale touches her breasts through her bra? You're doing very well June! And we can see that Dale is really enjoying just how much you're into this.\n\nThat's something worth noting. Men like it when a woman is enthusiastic, just like June is. And I think that June will be enthusiastic about what we're about to do now.\n\nWhy don't the two of you come over to this chair here. We've set it up just for the occasion! Now Dale, you go ahead and have a seat, and June, we'll want you to kneel between Dale's legs.\n\nNow June, let's not get ahead of ourselves! You won't be putting your boyfriend's penis into your mouth. At least not yet. Unzip his pants, go ahead and take it out, and let's just stroke it with your hand a bit.\n\nWe can see that Dale is already erect. He has what the boys like to call a hard-on. An erect penis can be lots of fun, and we can see June's enthusiasm as she strokes Dale's. That's a lucky boyfriend you've got there, June.\n\nNow, when we're actually getting started with the titty fucking, we've got some options. Why, June, you can do it with your bra, or without your bra, and you'll also want to make some choices about lubrication.\n\nLubrication is important, as it will help the penis slide between your breasts with just the right amount of friction. If you don't mind using your mouth, you can use your own saliva, but really, a bit of lotion or body oil is the perfect lubricant for a proper titty fucking. On the table here next to the chair, we have a bottle that I think will do just perfectly.\n\nJune, let's keep that pretty bra of yours nice and neat today, all right? Go ahead and take it off.\n\nWell, Dale, we're all glad you're appreciating the view as June unhooks all the fasteners on the back of that bra of hers. Breasts like hers need a lot of support, and her bra is a wonder of engineering. Notice how tightly June's large breasts pull her bra, and notice how soft and heavy her breasts are once it finally comes undone. You can see how they practically yanked it off of her as they tumbled free onto her chest. June is a beautiful young woman, and her breasts are quite firm and round, especially for their size, but they're still heavy! Each of June's breasts weighs practically as much As a whole kitten, or even a puppy. No wonder they're called sweater puppies!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You find yourself sharing a bed with a mysteriously cute femboy. You don't know why he's here, or where he came from, but he was especially eager to please | [
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"content": "I have always had vivid dreams. Dreams so real it takes me a couple of moments to shake it off in the morning. My friends say it is weird. I have been to doctors and stuff too - they say I am fine. That everyone dreams differently. \n\nI have gotten used to waking up a little confused. A little out of sorts. It is my normal. \n\nI was in the sweet half asleep space where everything is warm and fuzzy. Hovering between awake and sleep. I felt a hand touch my breast. Tease me. A strong firm hand that enveloped my whole breast and held me tight. \n\nThen light kisses on my neck. So tender and sweet. Up to my ear where they whisper sweet nothings. He is almost panting. He says that he wants me so bad. \n\nI feel his hand trail down from my breast - over my stomach - over my sensitive mound. His fingers rubbing over my slit. Trading me through my panties. \n\nI hear myself moan softly. His lips press against mine - swallowing my moan. \n\nHis hand is under my panties - petting my pussy. \n\nHe is whispering in my ear how he wants to taste me. How he wants to lick me until I scream. I run my hand through his thick hair. \n\n“What are you waiting for?” I say breathlessly. “Do it already!”\n\nHe presses his body into mine. I feel his hairless chest squish against my breasts. He kisses me hard - taking my breath away. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my panties - as if he is trying to fuck me through them. \n\nHe leaves a slow trail of kisses down my body. Taking his time to get between my legs. Pulling my panties off slowly he moans as my pussy is revealed - like it is the first time he has ever seen something so magnificent. \n\nHis tongue is magic. The gentle licks. The soft caresses. The kisses up and down my lips. I feel like I am about to cum and he hasn’t even parted my lips. \n\nI let out a loud moan as his tongue parts my lips. Oh dear god - his tongue can do wonders. I grab the sheets in both hands - pulling tight - trying to push my pussy deeper into his mouth. I am moaning and squirming. \n\n“Yes! Yes! Oh fuck!” I yell as I cum. I heard him let out a content moan from between my legs. \n\n“I love it when you cum for me,” he says.\n\nI finally open my eyes. Blinking away the last of the sleep. I do so love to wake up to a sex dream - one so vivid I am still shaking from it. I need to find myself a man. \n\nI roll out of bed and hit the shower. The hot water and steam washing away the last vestiges of sleep. Waking me up like nothing short of an expression can. \n\nI am towelling off. Walking back into my room. I stop dead at the sight of a man in my bed. The man from my dream this morning. Even sleeping his hair is perfect. He is clean shaven, his chest freshly waxed, even his legs are waxed smooth. He is well tanned to a nice bronze that makes his well toned body look even more so. \n\nWhat the hell is going on? Am I still sleeping?\n\nI do my hair and make up. I can’t help but glance up in the mirror every few seconds to see if he is still there. He rolls over, pushing the covers out of the way. His firm, toned ass is clearly in view. \n\nI get dressed quickly and have a fast breakfast. I pop back into my room, and he is still there, I brush my teeth and leave for the day. \n\nWhat is going on?\n\nWho is he?\n\nImages of him roll through my mind all day. Memories of waking up to his hands, his body, his lips - my god - that tongue, keep me from concentrating on my work. \n\nWhen I get home that night - there is no one in my apartment but me. The bed is made. There are no signs of anyone else ever having been here. No extra tooth brush. Nothing out of place. \n\nCould it all have been a dream?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Adult magical girls vs. sexy villainesses and female monsters-of-the-week | [
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"content": "As a heroic magical girl, she has a wide variety of spells designed to disable enemies without killing them. When she uses a binding spell on her sexy witch rival, it awakens some new feelings in her.\n\nThe villainess and the magical girl are teaming up against a greater threat. The villainess says she can drain power from the magical girl for a combo attack, but she needs to \"dominate\" someone before draining them..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Iceskating | [
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