The tavern is grimy; the braziers lining the room are poorly stocked, and the flames flicker meekly and cast long shadows onto the rugged walls. The bartender scowls at us when we enter, but says nothing; three elf women, each more scantily clad than the next, with dark skin and darker lips, each of us holding the arm of another, each of us wagging our hips like only the most professional of whores might. To my left is Syndra, she of purple hair and purple eyes, and whose clothes are red and sheer and draped around her perfectly feminine form in a single, flawless motion. On the other side of her is Ghilanna, whose white hair reaches her waist, and whose eyes glow a crimson red above her pert, pretty nose. Her golden silks only serve to accentuate her hips and her chest, and had it not been for her umbral skin and fierce eyes, people might have thought her an angel.
Author: AnAmazingFerret
Sweet Release [Mf] [Blowjob] [Bondage] [Dub-con] [Very Slight Fdom]
About five years ago, between the fourth and fifth semester of college, I had a bit of a problem with money and paying rent. Thanks to a friend who worked at a nearby country club, I was put in contact with several middle-aged and elderly couples who were interested in cheap, off-the-books cleaning and maid services, and who did not mind having a half-Latina college student working for them part time. It was not a glamorous job by any stretch of the imagination, but most of the people I worked for were rich, very rich, and their concept of money was entirely alien to me. Aside from the pay, which was fairly decent, I received a lot of little gifts, mostly food and snacks, and most of them were content to simply leave me alone and let me do my job without interference. Of course, there were a few anal-retentive housewives among them, but overall, I was able to simply go about my business, listening to music while I cleaned up their multi-million dollar mansions. Being myself from a low-middle class household, their splendor and extravagance never ceased to floor me– but that’s besides the point.
My Girlfriend’s Husband Pt. 2 [MMF] [Threesome] [Pegging] [Spanking] [Guy-on-guy]
*This is the continuation of a story I wrote 8 months ago; [read it here](/r/sexystories/comments/5rthmc/my_girlfriends_husband_mm_anal_slight_subdom/).*
*I’ve been sitting on this for a while. Comments and criticism welcome!*
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I drifted through the rest of the day trying to wrap my head around what had happened with Mark, and how it might change the relationship I had with Shani. Even after a shower to clean off the cum, I still felt Mark’s presence as the familiar soreness between my cheeks that came with a good fucking. More than once, I found myself clenching my hole and feeling the tingling ache spread through me. It had been quick, perfunctory and to a certain degree without much passion, but Mark had left me wanting more– much more! Now I found myself in the embarrassing situation of having to face my girlfriend after letting her husband fuck me, and hoping that she wouldn’t hate me for breaking down the barrier she had set between the two men in her life. As much as it was Mark’s fault for inciting the sudden bout of assfucking, I doubted that Shani would take my side over his. Thus, I got only a scant few minutes of work done in the time until Shani got home; the rest was spent waiting and worrying.
[MF] [Oral] Forgive Me, Father, For I Have Sinned
*Bivona, Sicily, 1963. August.*
You splash water in your face, run the razor one last time over your jawline and then put it away in its delicate, silk-inlaid box. The sun is already high and warm on the morning sky, and you revel in the sensation of it caressing your skin as you walk naked back into your spartan bedroom. Clothes, black on black, are laid on out on the dresser; the frock hangs separately on its hanger, the last thing you will don before venturing out to tend to your flock.
Socks first; you revel in your own nudity, and is loathe to restrict what is, unarguably, a pretty impressive member. In its current state, the last of the morning glory fading, it swings heavy and semi-hard between your thighs, with the soft sack a nice, plump handful underneath. You let the sun roast your tan skin for a few seconds more before reaching down and pulling on your trousers, the soft, black slacks nestling around your muscular thighs and firm buttocks with a reassuring tightness. You might be a priest, but no one can deny that you look good. Damn good.
My Girlfriend’s Husband [Mm] [Anal] [Slight Sub/Dom]
It started off innocently enough. Living in a polyamorous relationship, my girlfriend and her husband enjoyed my company outside of the bedroom, but the husband and I usually took turns sleeping with her; as open as we were with the notion of her sleeping with someone else, neither of us wanted to actively share her in bed. It was a decent arrangement that held for six or seven months before things got out of control.
Shani was a pretty free-spirited girl, and she always had a new thing for us to try, some different kind of condom or a lube that tasted like grapes. After a month of meeting her, we were regularly doing anal. Another month, and we had introduced cuffs and a soft paddle for prolonged spanking sessions. I never inquired as to what she did with Mark, her husband, but she and I had an active and engaging sex life, more and better than I had had with any of my exclusive girlfriends. Clearly, Shani was a kinkster, and she enjoyed sex as much as life itself. It was good. Really good.