I think I shocked you more than a bit last night. I’m wondering now how that’s going for me. Are you disgusted? Or is that what you contacted me for? My profile showed me as slutty, so was it expected of me anyway? Did you wake up with regrets? Will you contact me again? Will it be because you want more or because you are interested in me? Or will you not because I did what I did? Will you believe it’s what I always do, and fear comparison? 0r believe it’s for you? A show, an act, a desired to be fulfilled? A play enacted with a partner who understands the script.
Author: Cane-toads-suck
NSFW F/M. FICTION. Trigger warning for some. Part one. (I don’t know how to tag? Is this tagging?)
I felt the sting of your hand against my thigh, leaving a reddening welt. “Open ya legs baby, let’s have us some fun” you growled into my ear as you tugged on my knee. I clamped my legs together harder, pushing his grimy hands away with disgust. ‘Your going to regret this if I tell Jed later’, I struggled to sound confident as I wrestled your hands away, ‘he’ll be here any minute Rick, so get off me! ‘ I shoved at Rick’s hands as they again grabbed at my knees. The next slap was unexpected, coming in swiftly and connecting with my cheek hard and fast. My head spun and tears popped to my eyes immediately! I cried out involuntarily and Rick grabbed at my upper arms as my hands held my face. “Just do as your told and it’ll go easier for you” he said, giving me a shake to emphasis the point. “Don’t fight me Dee, you will lose, cause I’m taking what I’m owed. You got a problem with that, then talk to your boyfriend!” with those words Rick reached over and took a hand full of my breast, squeezing thru my T-shirt, his thumb finding my unbra’d nipple. He moaned under his breath and I pulled away again, the third slap coming over the last, my body following my head, twisting me from his grasp. I fell to the floor and he was on me before I could register what was happening. He tore my T-shirt from me, bruising my neck and shoulder as the stitching caught. His hands were everywhere and I felt him pinching my nipples as he pulled me into a sitting position against the wall. He fumbled with his pants as I gained some senses and really took in what was happening here. Rick, one of my bf’s football mates, was assaulting me! Right here at the grounds! I didn’t know Rick well, but this was totally left field! I began to beg him now, as I gently pushed at his thighs, afraid to push hard in case he hit me again. I stumbled over the phrases, ‘please don’t hurt me, please don’t do this, please Rick, don’t hurt me’.
When he finally had his dick out, he began to slap my face with it. I turned my face away and held a hand up instinctively and he grabbed a fistful of hair and slammed my head back against the wall behind me, bringing stars to my eyes. “Just do what your told Dee, that’s all ya gotta do OK? Shouldn’t be too hard for you to do really, you seem like a good little lap dog for Jed” Rick laughed as he began rubbing his cock across my lips and chin. “Lick it” he growled. I thought about not. I thought about biting him. Then I licked him. He tasted salty, like he’d been at the ocean. He watched me as I licked his shaft again, dragging my tongue down his length. He sighed and relaxed his grip on my hair. He stepped back for a moment, reaching up and pulling down a large water bottle from the drinks machine. He hands this to me as I sit before him, “drink” he growls, still watching me intently. I try to open it several times before he snatches it from me and spins the cap off, tossing it aside he shoves the bottle back at me. I drink, water running from my swollen mouth, lips numb on that side so making me unaware until I feel it in my lap. He again snatches the drink back and taps the top of my head. “Go on. Suck my cock like you would Jed’s. Show me how you do him baby, come on” he pushes his dick toward my mouth and I brace myself to do this. I lick my lips and kiss the top of him, letting my lips open partially, letting him feel the heat of my mouth before again kissing the tip, closing my lips on his tip. I bent to the task and licked his shaft again, wrapping my tounge around him and letting my top lip cover my teeth as I slid up and down his length. When I again stop to drink, he laughs, calls me a good girl and a sweet puppy, tells me how good I’m doing. He again leans in to let me suck him, this time I don’t stop with kissing his dick, this time I let him slide into my wet mouth. My left side flares pain before settling back to a constant throb. I am tempted to take him all at once, as I sometimes do with Jed, swallowing him into a deep throat when he least expects it, but I don’t, instead only allowing him an inch or so in, which I suck on like a lollipop. He moans again, and tries to push in further, leaning into me more, but I pull back and as I feel his hand tighten against my shoulder, I look up and speak, ‘You told me to show you what I do with Jed. This is what I do with him.’ I wait. He grunts then mutters his accent and I get off my ass and onto my knees. I can position better on my knees and maybe avoid too much pain on the swollen side. I again take his dick in hand and begin to wet it down, spreading my saliva along him so as I get the least amount of friction in my lips. I again drink from the bottle before finally working up to trying to give proper head. He was bigger than Jed. I’m not good with measurements, but I’d say a good six, maybe six and a half inches? But I wasn’t sure how much I could take of him without gagging. I had learned on Jed, so had no comparison to make until now. As much as my mouth hurt, I wanted to give it a good go and I began by really feeling him in my mouth and on my tongue. I moved him around my mouth, pushing him against my lips and gums, swallowing his pre-cum and pushing him into my mouth while pushing back with my tongue, exploring him until I felt ready and felt myself relax onto him. My throat opened and his cock slid down it. He groans loudly and it makes me wet. He immediately began pumping me, just slightly, so as he didn’t pull out of my throat all the way, but came out enough that when he pushed in again, my throat wanted to revolt! As he began to rock more, I felt his hands curl into my hair, and he began to take control. He slowly leant me back so as my head was against the wall again, only this time he held it still as his hips flexed forward and back just enough, his cock moving just slightly each time until I’m forced to breath again. He only allows me a few breaths before he aligns my mouth again and pushes in on my nod. Now warming up and starting to pump further and harder, he watches my face as he fucks my mouth, his eyes burning into mine each time I look up at him. Just as I think I’m going to need another drink, he begins to grunt with each thrust, turning me on even more. I can tell he’s almost there now so when he pulls out and tells me to keep my mouth open, I do as I’m told. He stares at me as he pulls himself, his look almost hateful. I slide a finger into my mouth and begin to suck on it. He sprays his cum across my face. I open my mouth and catch some, enjoying the difference in taste again. I rub some across my nipple as he watches and slumps to the ground against the wall beside me.
J’s date night. (long, NSFW, fiction. Pt 1)
Vi could see the bus shelter not more than twenty steps away, the silver aluminum seemed to glow in the dull streetlight and emerging mist, but the urge to vomit overcame her and she ran for the alleyway beside the building. Her head swam as she leant on one arm and heaved. A moment or two of that and Vi desperately needed to sit. She tried to turn slowly but her focus swam wildly as she faced the street again. Stumbling back two steps then three fast steps before stopping herself to realign to the bus shelter seat. Vi gained the seat,swung her legs up and laid down in a fluid motion that didn’t appear intoxicated at all, but her stomach rolled and her eyes gave in to the need to shut. Just as they closed Vi thought she saw a car pulling up in the no stopping zone, but it was impossible to stay awake now she was horizontal!
MMF [Rape, Non-con, 18+,Fiction]
Really really long!!! She felt completely safe on this stretch of beach. It felt like a community, where everyone would watch out for each other. Nudist beaches were illegal in Tammy’s area, so if the cops came from either direction, the community would alert each other to their approach. Most nudists disappeared into the bush, while others got dressed into swimwear. Some got scared off and left after the police had passed. Tammy liked to stand her ground, or rather, sand. Tammy was far from ugly! She had tanned golden skin, sunstreaked light brown hair, vivid green eyes and a body to die for. She would losely tie her string bikini and lay her towel in the centre of the beach, along with all her gear. She would smile and wave at the law men, who would smile back and give the smallest of finger raises. None ever stopped to ask about problems with nudity or sex on the beach? Pity, Tammy could have educated them!
Meet and eat [FM] NSFW
I’ve been chatting to this guy online for a few months now. He lives locally and is always at me to meet up and see if we like each other, but I’ve always chickened out!
Til now.
His name shall be Ned.His wife is away for the night (I don’t normally do married, somehow he’d got thru my screening) so he’s begging to meet. I finally agree, but not at his place. I don’t want to go to his house at all! He reluctant as I guess he’s worried someone might see him. I insist we meet at a beach that’s populated but large enough you can talk privately. He agrees when he realises that I’m not going to his house, but only if we meet at sunset! I know the area is pretty well lit at night and is also a popular fishing spot, so I’m not concerned that we’ll be isolated and I agree.
Finally! [FM] NSFW
At last my internet search has paid off! I’m a single parent and work full time so my spare time is extremely scarce, which makes hooking up hard to do. Typically my kids go to a sitters when I work, so I try not to have to send them when I’m not. They don’t get alot of time with me as is. So yes, finding someone to fuck randomly is difficult. The internet has made it easier though and I’ve joined multiple singles sites, but alas, no luck. Until now. I’ve just come home after fucking a stranger I met online! I know how that sounds and what it makes me, but I don’t care! My pussy is still sore from its pounding, my clit is swollen and my nipples feel tender as they move under my jammies (ready for bed, I’m literally rooted). I feel great!! I haven’t had sex for ages and we fucked for a good hour. I sucked his cock for ages too. I love sucking dick. He fingered me as he licked my clit. He was surprised when I came and squirted. Said he’d never been with one. Said he wanted me to do it on him. I happily obliged. I rode his cock greedily. I took all of him, all the way in. I felt him grinding against me, with his dick pushing on my cervix. He pulled out and pounded back into me. He continued to slam into me, rhythmicly, not fast, not slow, but consistent. I felt his balls hit my pussy lips. He slapped me twice, enough it stung. I touched myself and could feel his cock stretching me. I found my clit and let his movments guide my fingers. He pumped into me. He pulled my hair. I came on him hard. He loved it! We changed positions and he pounded me again and again. I came so much his bedspread was wet in more than one place. I needed it so so much! But couldn’t believe I’d done it. Met at Maccas for coffee, in his bed an hour later! And I plan on doing it again, only now he’s not a stranger hey? So now I’m not a slut right?
The Older guy
In my late 20’s I travelled to the US for a bit of a working holiday after a bad breakup. I sold my exes ticket and traveled solo to the states. I stayed with friends and in back packer lodgings and met loads of other travellers. In Seattle I met a group heading to Anchorage for work and having no set plans myself, I thought why not?! Once there I gained some bar work and a cleaning gig on a part time basis and made more friends with both travellers and locals. My fellow cleaner, Pattie and I got along really well and I often went to theirs for meals and a sleep over. One night they had another friend over when I arrived, Malcolm. Malcolm was patties husbands boss and was around 60-65 I’d have guessed. He had a young vibe about him tho. He dressed nice, but it was more than that. It was his confidence, the way he held himself, the deepness and richness of his voice, his mannerisms and postures…..something. I felt my loins stir for the first time in months. I didn’t get it! Why him? I’d met some seriously cute guys from around the globe these last few months and hadn’t wanted any of them. But here i was, staring at a balding, smooth talking, elderly man and feeling my panties dampen. He barely glanced at me as he continued a conversation with Peter, Pattie’s husband,conly breaking off as patty herself approached, carrying two glasses and a bottle of white wine. Mal, this is Bec. Becs from Australia. Mal is Peter’s Manager at work and a dear friend of the family. Mal stretched out his hand and I stepped forward to take it. The stupid books now proved me wrong. The moment we touched i knew we were going to sleep together. The electricity felt real! I expected patty to notice and comment but she didn’t. I let go too fast in the heat of the moment and broke the connection. I automatically wanted to touch him again so I laughed and placed my hand on his forearm, resting it there as I apologized for ending the handshake so abruptly, but that I’d received a small shock. Must be a storm coming I imagine? I stuttered… Tripping over the words. Yes I believe there is alot if electricity about in the air this evening, stated Mal, smiling innocently, lovely to meet you Bec from down under. We chatted and flirted openly all night, feeling the sexual tension brewing. I was so wet by nights end it was ridiculous. Mal offered to drive me back to the motel, but Patty was quick to reassure Mal that I had a bed upstairs. I thanked him and maintained eye contact as I said maybe another time. Two days later Mal is outside my work when I finish. My heart skips and my stomach flipped over. He looked so handsome in his suit and coat, a proper hat on his head, perfectly fitted, standing so strong and assured. I waved as I approached, aware that I looked like I’d just finished a Friday shift. I was wondering if you’ve been to an ice hockey game since arriving in our fair country? Asked Mal in his resonous voice. My nephew is playing tonight and has given me sone tickets. If your interested, I’d love to be your first hockey game narrator? I laughed and agreed immediately. He offered to drop me back at the motel and said he’d pick me up at the same place in three hours. It was just after three pm. Climbing into his immaculate truck, with its heated seats and rumbling engine, felt a bit like climbing into trouble. As I buckled up, Mal watched me intently. He suddenly asked how old are you? ’24, why?’Just curious, he replied as he put the truck in gear and pulled away. The chatter on the drive was limited to his nephew and his progress thru the ice hockey ranks and the rigorous training he’d put in. I barely listened as I wondered if I’d be alone with this man tonight? Would he try to kiss me good night? Was this a date? Would I kiss him tonight? Do I want to do this at all? Why am I here if not?
Six pm came faster, but excruciatingly longer than I thought possibe. I heard the rumbling truck from the garden court i was waiting in, and met him as he parked.’ All ready?’, he called, helping my into the truck. ‘Sure am’ I replied as he swung my door closed. By the time we got to the ice rink, my pussy was already soaked. ‘We’re meeting some friends here too. They are more work colleagues than friends but still. I hope that’s OK?’ I was instantly disappointed, realizing I’d have to share him with others now and I may have even pouted a little. Aloud I mumbled my aquience and followed him into the crowd. We meet up with another couple of about forty or so and a guy around my age. We had a good night despite my ignorance if the game and I laughed a lot. We all crossed the street and went to a tavern to have a drink and wait for mals nephew to out in an appearance as promised. An hour or so later the player arrives and receives his praise and worship before him and the fellow my age start taking about night clubs. They both look at me and ask if I’d like to go too? As I decline the offer I see a look pass between the guys. I know the couple have been sus to what I’m doing with Mal, at one point the lady asked me my age even, but the younger guy didn’t seem fazed, almost like he didn’t notice. Now he was watching me intently. As I declined, the boys swapped a knowing look and smiled before turning away to look at the other couple. The male grinned but the lady looked disgusted. I didn’t give two shits. After that, everyone went their separate ways, the young ones clubbing the couple home to the kids and us, well we just drove. I’d enjoyed playing up to Mal in front of the couple. I knew she thought I was a slut and probably thought I was after his money or something, but I didn’t care. I could tell the husband was jealous af and I don’t think that helped his wife like me any more either. The younger guy showed no judgment until with his friend at the end of the night, then looking down on me. But again, I didn’t care. I had Mal alone. And he didn’t seem in any hurry to take me back either. He pointed out places of interest as we drove, and I duly noted them. After awhile we left the city and the outside became darkness,broken by other drivers, small clusters of houses or occasional farms. Mal took turns and seemed to know where to go. As he drove, I reached across and placed my hand on his trouser leg. He didn’t move but glanced at me. I rubbed his leg firmly, moving slightly higher, closer. ‘I’m seventy ya know” he stated. I was slightly shocked but, well, it didn’t change the attraction. I smiled and licked my lips. Suddenly we’re pulling up and Mals seatbelt is off before I have a chance to realize we’re stopped. His mouth searches out mine and his tongue probes my mouth. His hands are everywhere at once and I have no chance to feel him or register the sensation before he’s moved again. I gently push him away and tell him wait, as I catch my breath. ‘push your seat back’ I tell Mal as I try to find a comfortable position to be able to suck his dick. He’s only half hard when I pull him from his pants, but I enjoy feeling a cock come to life in my mouth, so I set to task immediately. I take just his head in my mouth and roll my tounge around it and across the tip. I feel like giving head is the ultimate powertrip for me, I love it and if I didn’t get so frustrated myself, I’d suck cock every day. I suck Mals dick in and feel it swelling like magic, suddenly it’s twice what he was. Suddenly I’m doubtful of taking that thing. Mal has really gotten into this now and is pushing at the back of my head to force me down on him again, while holding my throat to feel me swallow. He pushes me onto him and I gag as he hits my throat. He pulls me back and as soon as the clenching let’s go, he pushes me back down again, so I slowly take him further each time. I suprise myself and this makes me determined to go further again,resisting the gag reflex as i feel his cock in my throat again, swallowing against it. As I’m doing this my ass is in the air. I can feel my dripping pussy and I ache to have my clit touched. Using one hand I undo my jeans and mange to get my jeans to my knees, whilst still sucking on mals dick. Mal sees what I’m doing and helps get them down. His hand cups my ass and feels me up. He strokes my legs and back, working his hand to my bra that’s still intact at this point. Mals other hand helps to unhook the bra and I stop sucking to remove the rest of my clothing. I stay kneeling on the car seat while Mal stares at me. My breasts are a 16c in Australia, not sure what that is US, but just over a large handful is what I consider them to be. Still mostly perky, but the southern drag is evident. I love playing with them myself. Mal slowly reached out and cups my breast, first one, then both hands cupping one each. His thumbs circle my nipples as I watch him play with me. When he gently squeezes them, I moan softly and close my eyes to savour the feelings. I gasp when his hot tongue touches and covers my hardened nipple. I open my eyes to see Mal let my nipple slip between his lips as he swaps sides, now cupping my tit with his thumb and index finger as he guides my nipple into his waiting mouth. Again I moan and he rolls my nipple between his teeth before sucking deeply on my breast, making me arch toward him. His fingers work my other nipple and I can feel my pussy reacting. I push him away and dive back down in his cock when he sits back. I feel him fight me for a second before giving in to the sensations again. His fingers seek out my nipples and he begins caressing my tits as I lick his balls into my mouth. His other hand is stroking my ass and making a beeline to my cunt. I’m so wet by this point I think he’ll be shocked, but his fingers don’t hesitate and on finding my wetnes, quickly have my clit wet and aching. Mal suddenly pushes me up right and opens his door. He’s out and around my side so fast I don’t know what is going on! Mal grabs my jeans and pulls them off my feet. He opens the back door and simply lifts me from the front seat and places me into the back seat, naked legs wrapped around his waist. He closes the doors and pushes me back before rubbing his fingers between my legs, spreading my lips open, slipping a finger in as he slides over my clit. I’m so wet that I’m almost embarrassed, but there isn’t much I can do about it, I’m horny. Mal slides two fingers in me quick and pushes in hard, I gasp again. His head comes forward and he licks my clit quickly but firmly, making my body jump and my clit ache more! His fingers slide out, then in again hard, getting faster before he pulls them out while he licks me again, this time eating my pussy too, pushing his tongue inside me, I can feel his heat deep in me. His fingers are on my clit, rubbing and flicking, bring forth involuntary jumps and moans, my body crying for release. His fingers and tongue swap places, three fingers pushing in and out of me rhythmically as his tounge grinds my clit,my orgasm building fast. Mal stays focused and I rolled with his rough hands, enjoying feeling my cunt used. I feel myself climbing, my clit becoming increasingly sensitive, but craving the touch. I buck my hips and lose control as I cum. I feel my pussy clenching and tugging at his fingers and the immense release as the climax let’s go. Mals mouth is on me and brings me down gently, fingers now just gently probing me and playing in my wetness. Least we’ve got the awkward first time over with……sort of.