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Spartan111

The Mango Tango

Dancing the soft sweet slow tango with a special friends recipe.

Vanilla opens slowly, a warm breath in the dark, melting like anticipation that’s been waiting too long to be touched. Coconut trails in next— soft, sweet, lingering— the kind of note that hangs in the air just long enough to make the pulse rise. Then comes the mango, golden and glistening, meeting the pan with a quiet hiss, as brown sugar and butter wrap around it like hands that know exactly where to hold, where to ling...

Spartan111

Salacious Black Velvet

Salacious lust Into the darkside.

Swollen and waiting, a crown of velvet flesh, cream peaked, trembling, wet with its own desire. Pink jewels dust your curves— a lover’s blush, a parted mouth aching for the kiss. Each gem tempts my tongue, begging to be taken, to dissolve in the heat of my hunger. I drag my mouth across your crown; candies crackle, bursting into sweetness as your velvet breaks— soft, hot, spilling, flooding me with heat. I tear into you,...

Spartan111

Red Velvet Desire

The ache of passion, will it lead to my demise?

You sit waiting, red and swollen, cream peaked and begging, a soft crown trembling for the fall of my mouth. I tear your dress away— no patience, no pause— paper ripped, skin bare, your velvet body spilling open. My teeth sink in, you break, flesh hot and wet against my tongue, sweetness bursting, dripping down my lips, my chin, marking me with your hunger. I bury myself in you, mouth full, tongue shoving deep, dragging t...

Spartan111

The Sensual Bagel

Lick by lick it will do the trick

As I had my bagel in one hand, Cheese oozing, dripping like it had a plan. Golden, molten, daring escape, Sliding down slow in its creamy shape. My tongue reached out, slick with desire, To catch the flow before it fell to fire. That salty tang, so rich, so bold, Melted heat, like stories told. I eyed the crack—soft, delicate, tight, Everything seasoned just perfectly right. Sesame, garlic, poppy and more, Like jewels lin...

GrushaVashnadze

How Harriet Learnt to Smoke and Fuck and Love Jesus: Chapter Seven: We Wrestle Not Against Cock and Cunt

Will Michael’s mother approve of his new fuckbuddy?

Interlude Report: Harriet Danes Upper Sixth Form Kunt College December 2049 Dear Mr & Mrs Danes, Harriet has had a very successful autumn term. She has maintained her high marks in English, French and Fucking and, whilst she has found the Further Fucking syllabus quite challenging in some respects (she needs to work hard on deep-throating, and prepping her anal, for example), her devotion to her chosen fetish, and the hou...

KatieTheWriter

The Icing On The Cake

Claire teases her husband while she is baking.

Claire stood barefoot on the tiled Kitchen floor, her favourite lemon-yellow sundress clinging lightly to her hips. The hem danced around her thighs as she moved, soft fabric brushing bare skin. She opened the oven, a waft of hot air spilling out and fogging her glasses slightly. Two golden sponge cakes sat in the tins, risen perfectly. She bent to pull them out, and that was all it took. The dress rode up just enough to...

SamuelNight

Miriam And Julie

A man remembers his sister, with whom he had an incestuous relationship

Julie was my sister with whom, for several years, I maintained an incestuous relationship until she moved to Europe, and we lost contact. Fifteen years later, I received the painful news that she had died in a traffic accident. I had to travel to France, where she had been living all those years. The police did me the favor of driving me to what had been her apartment, a small place filled with books. Her mattress was on...

Marylinn_Rose

Don't Mind The Pound Cake

“I made you something. But I'll only give it to you if you sit, behave, and act like you have some sense.”

Don't Mind the Pound Cake You came into the house with an exhausted groan. Work had been hard with the economy hitting an all-time low. This meant everyone was afraid of being laid off by the higher-ups who had been sitting themselves. You had enough money in your savings account for you two to survive two months. Plus, your girlfriend was working hard, being a freelancer. Still, you had no intention of letting her become...

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Webboy78

When I Bit Of More Than I Could Chew- Part Three

Becky and I wait for Lisa to return. Big changes are approaching my life.

I was getting dressed, anxiously, not knowing what to expect next from Becky. Would she tell Lisa? I could not imagine that happening, since Lisa would probably be equally mad with her. But more and more guilty feelings towards Lisa started racing in my mind. What had I done? How could I have let this happen? I was about to cry out in despair! On the other hand, I probably would not be able to withstand Becky if she reall...

GrushaVashnadze

A Ouettecunte Family Affair: chapter one

Claire wants to apply to the Royal Academy of Fucking.

The name is Ouettecunte: Jane Ouettecunte. A highly distinguished old Saxon name, I am told by my husband. Mine was Bloggs; so you could say I have married into pedigree – and it suits me. Ouettecunte is, of course, the Norman bastardisation: the Wettkunts were a noble Wessex family who curried favour with the invaders and were granted a bishopric in perpetuity in what was then called Wiltshire. So they are terribly respe...

GrushaVashnadze

Young Cunts - Act Two: How To Fuck Sausages And Mash

Riley encounters a mysterious stranger.

ACT TWO, SCENE ONE First a brief orchestral prelude, and we’re back to the RAF again, where it is still Friday 16th July 2060, but later in the afternoon. “Cocks and cunts!” Dr Dick held centre stage again. “It is time for us to proceed to the finale of this week’s proceedings – which I know you have all been looking forward to.” There was a hubbub of excitement from the audience. “What you are about to witness is utterly...

Obsolete_Fox

Feeding His Lust

Greer meets a man who appreciates her many curves.

He stepped into the café just as I finished my meal. It was a little before three on a Wednesday afternoon, so there were only a few other customers besides us. I'd worked through my lunch break due to an unexpected mini-crisis at the office. By the time I got it resolved, I was famished and eager to escape my job for an hour. The man sat at a table near mine. My gaze lingered on him while he removed his suit coat and dra...