SunsetHue, Author at NSFW story

A Secret Lust [F] [rape] [nc] [cuck]

Chloe sat at the hotel bar and cursed her luck. First her flight had been cancelled, then she wound up completely unable to book a hotel room because they were all snatched up by other travelers. As it was, she was stuck here, sitting at the bar with her suitcase under her chair, slowly nursing a drink.

She had been on vacation in Cancún, Mexico. On her way back home, she had a connecting flight in Texas, where she was now stranded. Who would have expected a freak snowstorm in Texas, of all places? Here she was, wincing against the chill in her tank top and loose-fitting shorts. Her long blonde hair was braided down her back and it blew in the wind every time someone opened the bar door. She was cold, miserable, and wanted to get home to her husband.

She was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice at all when a nicely dressed older gentleman sat down next to her. Well, older than her 29 years at least. He was still youthful, with the first streaks of gray starting to shop up in his beard and dark brown hair. He stared at her with a wistful smile for a moment before leaning forward and waving his hand to get her attention. Read more »

Ready and Willing [MF] [cuck] [anal] [Mdom]

Sarah heard a knock on the hotel door and her heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t sure she was ready for this.

Her husband had set the whole thing up. In the corner of the room a laptop was set up. The little green light indicated he was watching her. That didn’t make the whole ordeal easier on her.

There was a second knock at the door. Sarah knew the man was here to have sex with her, and he most certainly was not her husband.

It all started when her husband had discovered “hot wifing”. The idea of a husband watching his wife sleep with another man. There was more to it than that, she knew, but that was the gist of it.

Mustering her courage, she stood up off the bed and moved to answer the door. She moved easily, as she was dressed for the occasion. She was wearing a loose-fitting white tank top and yoga pants. She was barefoot.

As she opened the door, she got her first real look at Jason, the man her husband had arranged for her. Read more »

A Drinking Game [F] [rape]

The red solo cup made a sharp crackling sound as Chloe crushed it in her hands. She took the balled-up mess of plastic and tossed it through the air. It sailed with a perfect arc and swished into the trash can.

“Yes!”, she exclaimed. Everything was going her way. She had just turned 18, had taken first place at the high school swim meet earlier, and was now at one the biggest parties of the year. She still had her hot pink swim uniform on under her clothing.

Chloe normally didn’t drink much, but tonight was a special occasion. She was a little bit of a celebrity. Maybe it was just her inflated imagination, but it seemed like everyone at the party knew her name.

With her finished drink successfully disposed of, she found a nearby empty couch and sat down heavily.

She was normally very coordinated and light on her feet, but she was exhausted from the long day and the small amount of alcohol in her system was wearing her down.

She laid her head back and focused on her breathing, willing the room to stop spinning. She’d only had a few drinks, but her small body didn’t even break 130 pounds, even when her long blonde hair was soaked from the pool. Read more »

The Look In Her Eyes

You wanted this; Alan reminded himself as he heard the knock on the hotel door. He shifted in his seat as his wife got up off the bed to answer it. He could do little more than wiggle around a bit. He was completely naked, with his ankles bound to the chair he was sitting in and his hands cuffed together. Even his cock was trapped, as it was secured in a tight metal cage that would prevent him from getting erect. He was a helpless observer for what was to come. They had never done anything like this before, but he told himself again that it would be worth it.

He watched as his wife nervously approached the door. He was still fully clothed, wearing her jeans and loose-fitting shirt. She opened the door and he heard a man’s voice from outside. The two of them spoke for a moment, then he entered the room as she closed the door behind him.

The new man was tall and muscular. He had a thin wispy mustache that Alan instantly disliked. However, he had already sent over his STD results, so they were certain he was clean. Between that and his wife’s birth control Alan told himself that he had nothing to worry about. Read more »

First Time Sharing

Let me be clear about one thing. I love my wife. Absolutely and completely. I reminded myself of that fact as I screwed the webcam into the tripod. A couple quick turns and it was secure, not going anywhere. I didn’t want any wobbling or shaking.

With the tripod camera set up in the corner of our bedroom, I started setting up the computer. I pulled a simple folding table over beside the foot of the bed and set the laptop up on it. Then I plugged the webcam in and pulled over a comfortable chair to sit in. We shouldn’t need much more than that, at least at first.

With the setup complete, I looked over at my wife. She was sitting on the bed practically shaking from nervousness.

She was gorgeous. She always worried that she wasn’t sexy, being a little on the chubby side. I didn’t mind at all though. It gave her some lovely curves, especially in her ass and Double-D breasts. Even more than all that, I fell in love with her smile and warmth. Read more »

A New Addiction [MF] [bd] [drugs] [Mdom] [nc]

Chloe usually knew better than to be walking home alone, this late at night. The alcohol buzzing in her veins made her blissfully unaware. She’d stayed late at the party, drinking and dancing the night away. Now it was time to get home.

It was only a short walk. A few blocks. It shouldn’t have been any big deal. She shivered slightly, wishing she had thought to bring a jacket to protect against the cold wind. Her jeans and black shirt did little to stop the frosty bite.

She made it over half the way home before she noticed the van. It was creeping along slowly behind her, as if watching and waiting. Still, she didn’t pay it much attention. There wasn’t much traffic at all this late at night, but she didn’t see any danger in it.

It was only when the van accelerated and pulled it beside her that a distant part of her brain began to sound an alarm. She glanced over, watching the van as she began to walk faster. The van kept pace with her, right alongside her. Read more »

My Name Is Alex [Gay] [mM] [bd] [Mdom] [anal] [oral]

My name is Alex. I’m a professional BMX racer, I do mountain climbing in my spare time and can bench press 350 pounds. I can run a mile in less than five minutes. I’m not saying this to brag, I just want you to understand that I’m kind of a big deal. I’ve taken on just about everything the world has to offer and there isn’t anything I can’t handle. That’s why I thought booking a gay sex dungeon would be a great idea.

Hold on, let me back up a bit. First, I’m not gay. I’m strictly all about the pussy, which I can get, any time I want and as much as I want. I’ve never seen a dick and thought, “You know what? I’d really like to give that a good sucking”. Body hair is a total turn off. I can’t do it, limp noodle. Disgusting. So why did I book a gay sex dungeon? Well, a few months ago, one of my surfing buddies had the nerve to call me a Homo. I laughed it off and called him fucking stupid. No big deal. But, the more I thought about it, the more an idea kind of came to me. Read more »

A Shared Pleasure [MF] [anal] [oral] [cuck] [voy]

Bzzz.

 

An expensive phone rattled and turned slightly askew on the wooden desk where it sat. The desk was heavy and solid, made from expensive wood. It was located in a corner office in a small complex on the edge of town. Close enough to be convenient, but far enough from the city center to avoid the traffic jams.

 

The middle-aged man sitting at the desk didn’t look away from his computer. He wore professional looking glasses and his short-cropped hair had the first touches of gray. His fingers tapped away on the keys in a sporadic but precise rhythm. The spreadsheet in front of him was filled with sprawling numbers. A name plate on his desk read “Mr. Fields, CPA”.

 

Satisfied that another column was in order, he leaned back in his chair to look over his work. As he did the phone vibrated noisily again against his desk. Without looking away from the screen he reached over and retrieved it. There was a text message from his wife. His thumb swiped over the screen and the message sprang to the front.

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Satisfaction [F] [Fsub] [bd] [exh] [anal]

She had never done anything like this before, and she was so nervous she was shaking. When her husband had suggested it, she was shocked at first. Eventually, after what seemed like hours of debating and negotiating she had finally agreed to give it a try. He had picked up the phone and made the reservations. When the date had finally arrived, the ride there went back and forth between awkward silence and his repeated questions asking if she was okay and still going to do it. Of course, she had assured him she was fine even if she wasn’t sure she was.

 

They had pulled into the club around six o’clock, just as the sun was starting to set. It was a large building and completely unmarked. From the outside you wouldn’t have any idea what went on there. She held her husband’s hand as they walked inside. She stood quietly near the door while her husband talked to the woman at the front desk. The woman was young and wore a skimpy black dress. It made her uncomfortably aware of her own conservative and somewhat shapeless dress. She shifted her weight from side to side restlessly. Her husband and the young woman finished talking and she realized she hadn’t caught a word of the discussion. Read more »

House of Darkness: Chapter 1 [fantasy] [nc] [Fdom] [F] [M] [bd]

The uneasy silence of the night was broken by the impact of a thick leather boot on the heavy wood of an old church door. The door shuddered and creaked slowly inward, but was otherwise unchanged by the abuse.

 

Faint streams of silvery moonlight danced over the stone entryway just beyond the door, but failed to illuminate any further within. There was a long, ragged, drawing of breath and the wearer of those well-traveled boots cautiously entered the forgotten church.

 

His name was William. He was 18 and barely a man. A Knight of the Holy Order, though not much of one. Not yet. He had not spoken the vow that would bind his life to service and had fled his training in the depth of night. Still, though he was untested in bloodshed, the long iron blade in his hand gleamed with a keen edge and the clanking iron plates of his armor did little to encumber him. He was broad in chest and shoulders, arms thick from the rough labors of early years as a farm boy. Locks of curled blonde hair stuck from under his leather cap at unruly angles. The lantern in his left hand was steady as he took his first steps into the darkness which refused to yield. Read more »