Author: throwawaychubbyguy

Forced by your son’s friend [FM] [Non-con][age gap]

*Please note that everyone in this story are 18+*

This wasn’t exactly what you were expecting when you decided to visit your son at school. He has barely spent any time with you, he’s so busy with his friends. That doesn’t mean you’re alone though. One of his friends keeps following you wherever you go, clearly he has a crush on you. At first you thought it was a little cute that a younger man was interested in you, but you’re starting to get a little scared. His eyes keep wandering over your petite body, and you know he’s imagining what you look like naked. You wish you had worn a little more clothes, your shorts show off most of your legs, and he seems to be appreciating what he’s seeing. He keeps trying to put his arm around you, but you keep pushing it away. Each time you do it, he gets more and more angry, and all you want to do is get away from him. Suddenly, you feel his hand on your ass, and by pure reflex, you slap him before you try to run away. Before you can get anywhere, he grabs your arm, gripping it too tightly for you to get away. Read more »

The boot polisher – [MF+] [Fdom] [humil]

*Please note that all characters in this story are 18+*

 

**Chapter 1 – Meeting him**

 

She looks out the window, waiting to see the neighbor boy return from the store. It’s been far too long since she had some fun, and she’s chosen him as her target. She throws a glance at the mirror on the wall, admiring herself. She may be 50, but she’s taken care of herself and has a body women half her age would be jealous of. And she has something those younger women don’t, experience. When she sees Peter walking up the street, she goes out to meet him.

 

“Oh, hi Peter.” she says with a seductive smile.

 

“Oh, uh, hi Elizabeth.” he stammers back.

 

He’s carrying two big bags, the weight of them making the muscle in his arms swell. She discreetly admires his body, thinking about what he would look like with less clothes on. She catches him staring openly at her legs, but she doesn’t say anything. Of course she doesn’t. That’s the whole point of her outfit, the short skirt and long boots working together to draw attention to her shapely legs. Read more »

How to get out of a speeding ticket, part 2 – Fun at home [FMM]

Of course he gave you his number, how could he not after that experience? It’s barely been a day when you use it. You can’t stop thinking about his chiseled body, his thick, hard cock, and his big, hot loads on your skin. You need more, and you need it right now.

“Get over here right now.” you text him, followed by your address.

It only takes a minute before you get a response.

“I don’t know that this is such a good idea, it’s really unproffessional.”

“I meant what I said yesterday. If I don’t get what I want, everyone will know what happened.”

Time passes without a reply. You start to get annoyed, thinking he’s ignoring you, but after half an hour the doorbell rings. Outside, your favourite toy stands dressed in full uniform. You grab his shirt and pull him inside before you slam the door shut. You pull your dress up, showing him that you’re not wearing any panties.

“I know that you can use that big cock of yours, let’s see what you can do with your tongue. Get on your knees.” Read more »

How to get out of a speeding ticket, part 1 [FMM]

You knew it was a bad idea to go that fast, but you just love the feeling of freedom on the highway. It’s too late to do anything now, you’re pulled over to the side and a policeman is slowly walking towards your car. This will be an expensive mistake, and if things go really badly, you might lose your license. The policeman knocks on your window, and when you look at him, all thoughts about your issues disappear. He’s at least ten years older than you, but his chiseled chin, warm eyes, and muscled body makes your heart skip a beat. He waits for you to roll down the window before he speaks.

“License and registration, please.” he says in a deep voice.

“I’m sorry, I was just”

“I’m not interested in excuses, miss. I just want to see your license and registration.”

You realize there’s only one way of getting out of this without it costing you a fortune. Even though your boyfriend is sitting right there, you’re going to have to flirt with the officer. Hopefully, it won’t have to go beyond some innocent flirting. You lean over to the glove compartment, and while your try to find the registration with one hand, you use the other to discreetly pull down your dress a little, showing more of your cleavage. You see that your boyfriend notices what you’re doing, and he looks at you with confusion. Read more »