Incest--Revenge Fucking

If you read my previous story, this is a continuation of it. I delve further into my fantasy. I hope you enjoy! I had just finished living out one of my most desired fantasies and I felt incredible! However, on the subway ride back home from Jeff's even though that was one of the most incredible sexual encounters I've ever experienced, I did not even cum! It made me so hard thinking about how I just made a man cum and I didn't even cum myself. My cock was rock solid on the train and I tried so hard to cover it up so no one see it. I'm quite sure no one did, but still. I got home and immediately opened up my laptop. I thought I would have a message from Jeff for some reason, but no. I watched a bit of porn but did not want to cum. I wanted to keep the horny high. I ended up falling asleep, naked, with porn playing, and my cock in my hand. I woke up the next morning and could smell/taste Jeff's cum. It turned me on but I knew I could not go around with cum on my m

-------------------------------------- August to April August had to die so April could bloom Copyright 2021 -- TheCyprisDoctrine -------------------------------------- -- Profile -- I live by myself; I own and live in the same building as the business I own. I wear socks that match my belt. I am a confident, attractive & excessively honest person with comedic tendencies. My family gave me a hard time dropping out of college to start my own software business. I have a staff of twelve, and we host adult-only sites managing their online media. It is my dream job, with no schedule, no boss (except for me), and 96.5% free time. Food: I love food with lots of flavor variations that are not overwhelmed or hiding behind hot spices. I like my lovers the same way. Movies: Anything Star Trek, Star Wars, or involving Superheros or spies. I also enjoy porn parodies. Six Things I Would Never do Without: • Laughter/ comedy • A best friend who is also my lover • Sex • Quality take-out I'm n

When Lian materialized in a huge, palatial chamber, like the lord's bedroom in a medieval castle, she just sighed. Of course this would happen. Once again, Akemi had led them into trouble. They'd rushed into a situation they didn't have a handle on, all so that their glorious leader could save her dreary boyfriend. Now, they were all separated and trapped at the mercy of a bunch of different demons. What kind of leadership was that? Lian was so frustrated. Why did it have to be Akemi? Lian knew Akemi was chosen by the stars, but maybe the stars made some really bad choices sometimes. Akemi was a friend, Lian supposed - but clearly, she wasn't quite up to the job. Not for the first time, Lian thought to herself that she should have been the chosen one, not Akemi. 'Yes,' came the husky, decidedly-feminine voice. 'It should have been you, Lian Shi.' Lian wheeled around, brandishing the sword of starlight that formed in her hand in response to her thoughts

A few words on this one. This is a first for me, as while I have had this story laid out for a long time, I was unsure whether I wished to feature a male or female protagonist, so I decided, why not both? So I'm going to be making two versions of this story, one with the lead as a boy, and one with the lead as a girl. This is the girl version. However, the female co-protagonist—or antagonist, rather—and title character will be the same in both versions, a girl both times (if you've read my stories before, then you know me). So, this being the girl variant also makes it the lesbian variant. 2021 update: the female/lesbian version of the story was published on 11/25/14, and remained on the site in its original intact condition for six years. In February 2021, it seems that now its flashback scene has been deemed inappropriate, and now goes against publishing guidelines. For a few reasons, I wish to keep the story viewable and so have decided to comply, thus removing the offendi

His adorably crooked smile was the first thing I noticed. Second only to his short brown hair. "My name is Daniel," he said when I told him I had an appointment with my personal trainer. "Unfortunately, Melissa is out sick, so I will be filling in for her," he explained. "If that is ok with you?" "Fine with me," I replied as he headed out from behind the Reception desk. The gym was reasonably quiet. The lunchtime crowd had long gone, and there was still a couple of hours to go before people knock off at 5:00 pm. Indeed, I only noticed two other gym-goers as we headed to the padded gym floor. Little did I know what was awaiting me! We were only five minutes into the personal training session, and I found myself internally planning my funeral. My heart was pumping wildly and I was certain it was just ten seconds away from exploding. Sweat drenched my face as Daniel worked me harder than Melissa ever did. Why did she have to be sick! Honestly, I w

Author's Note Pepper's Penance is a slow burning romance that unfolds over the course of twenty-three chapters. This is not a wham-bam story. But, if you're into that sort of thing, I think you'll like this one. Check my profile page for other chapters. Chapter 5: Natalie I got smart. I bought a cheap Styrofoam cooler that I tucked away under the counter, behind the register. That and a bag of dog treats. My plan was to stock it every weekend with a six pack of Diet Coke bottles and a ten pound bag of ice. It was cheaper than buying drinks from the deli all the time and kept Pepper sufficiently caffeinated that she stuck around for more than her usual ninety minutes. The treats made Trixie my best friend. And as word got around that the woman who played every weekend at the park pavilion had not gone into hibernation as suspected, but had instead moved her act to A to Z Music downtown—well, that drew about half the usual crowd. I'm not sure what the rest were doin

Note: This story is a sequel to my previous story: The Downfall of Ash - Ash felt disgusting in the Uber ride home, both physically and mentally. She had a sour taste in her mouth and her skin felt covered in a dried film of sweat and ...whatever else. Every bump on the ride reminded her of how sore she was, literally everywhere. How sore she was and how hard she was still rolling - she was definitely coming down off of the MDMA but she was still absolutely high. She kind of hoped it would stay that way for a bit. She didn't want the sober thoughts and shame to seep in too quickly. The Uber took a familiar turn and she knew she was only a few minutes away from home. She texted Craig "Hey! Sorry, I left my phone in a cab last night...Aja didn't have your contact info and I couldn't remember your number lol. So, so sorry. Just picked up phone and will be home asap!" She felt terrible, pangs of guilt that were almost physically tangible. She had to go to sleep and