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“Sweet Tooth #2” [mF, BDSM, BBW, Foodplay]

Summary

A voice spoke suddenly, echoing toward her from the darkness: “Blow out your candles, Princess.”

Sweet Tooth is a suspenseful tale about a woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long ‘sweet tooth’. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in thirteen gloriously messy chapters. Sweet Tooth is intended for readers looking for a long-burn with an explosive climax.

This is the second instalment in an on-going serial story. If you need to read the previous instalment first, you can find it in my post history. Otherwise, lets continue…

Chapter Four: Pets & Their Owners

Samantha made it to the bottom of the stairs, then stopped to catch her breath.

She was no longer worried about running into her boss. Samantha had finished the last two flights of stairs deep in recollection, remembering the day she had first met Jasper. The odd mixture of shame and embarrassment this memory possessed made her feel nearly delirious. To say the least, her guard was down. Read more »

“A Conspiracy Amongst Bridesmaids #2” [mFFFF]

Chapter Two: Down to Brass Taxes

We walked up two flights of creaking, wooden stairs, with the bridesmaids leading the way and the Bride and I tagging a little behind.

I meant to say something to her while we were climbing the stairs – anything, really, just to break the ice – but my mouth felt cemented shut. It might have been for the best, too, because the Bride appeared to be putting a great deal of her concentration into the simple act of climbing the stairs. I began to wonder how much champagne she’d already drunk that night.

Once we were inside their room, the bridesmaids opened another bottle of bubbles. Soon after, Hannah pulled me aside. The bridesmaids watched the two of us walk out onto the balcony together, their eyes wide with anticipation.

After she closed the balcony-door behind us, Hannah asked me: “So, what do you think of the bride?”, in a tone of voice that made me think she was attempting to stall.

“Unknown Sender: 1 of 2” [f, m, Bd, Blkmail, Oral]

UNKNOWN SENDER: 1 of 2

It all started with a text-message.

Unknown Sender: Is this Madison Carver?

She considered not replying. Madison got strange texts like this one fairly frequently. She blamed it on the few times she'd been too drunk at a party and had given her phone-number away with reckless abandon.

And rarely, she knew, would anything good come from answering these vague messages. Especially when you have a boy-friend and a reputation to uphold. Besides, if it was someone or something important, then they'd text her again.

Madison had received that text message at 3:05 o'clock, while unpacking her locker and getting ready to walk to the buss-stop. Volleyball practice had been canceled last minute and she wouldn't have a ride home for another hour and a half. Then, at 3:09, just as Madison was leaving the high-school, she received another text-message.

Unknown Sender: Grad twelve, volleyball prodigy, straight A's. That's you, right?

Madison: Yah?

Seven minutes later…

Madison: What do u want ?

“A Conspiracy Amongst Bridesmaids #1” [mFFFF]

Chapter One: The Proposition

I finished my second Jack and Coke, then placed the empty glass back on the bar-top and signalled the bartender for another. He made it promptly enough, but I was in no rush to drink it. Speaking honestly, I merely wanted to buy myself some more time at the bar before cashing it in.

All night, four middle-aged women had been sitting across from me, whispering conspiratorially amongst themselves and occasionally glancing in my direction. I was only twenty at the time and had barely mastered the ability to talk to girls my own age, so approaching them seemed entirely out of the question. My battle-plan – as painful as it is to admit now – was to wait until they either directly engaged me in conversation or until one of the women made a gesture so overt, I simply had to acknowledge it.

“Sweet Tooth #1” [mF, BDSM, BBW, Foodplay]

Summary

A voice spoke suddenly, echoing toward her from the darkness: “Blow out your candles, Princess.”

Sweet Tooth is a suspenseful and taboo tale about a woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long ‘sweet tooth’. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in thirteen gloriously messy chapters. Sweet Tooth is intended for readers looking for a long-burn with an explosive climax.

Author's Introduction

Before we start, a quick word; just between you and me, dear Reader. If you intend to read Sweet Tooth, then this will be the first step of a long journey which we’ll be taking together; so lets stop now, briefly, and talk.

I do hope you enjoy this bizarre little tale as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it; though, to be honest, I’d understand if you didn’t. Sweet Tooth is a story that caters to a very specific appetite: one with insatiable cravings for sugar rushes and orgasms. The state of mind I was in while writing this story felt not unlike that of a child, who compulsively shovels handful after handful of candy into their mouth, despite knowing it won’t make them feel very good. Read more »

“An Invitation to Dinner” [m, FM, Anal, Cuck, Huml]

Chapter One: Her Only Rule

A year ago, I had an affair with this hair-dresser. True story.

Her name was Susan. She was forty-two, living a comfortable life-style with her husband. And she had this one rule, which prevented the two of us fucking, because she didn't want me "stretching her out". (I'm a lot larger than her husband and he would have noticed, she claimed. I didn't realize how true this was until much later…) So, this meant a lot of cock sucking. Like, a lot.

I guess if I had to label this first phase of the affair, I'd call it the cock worshipping phase. At least twice a week, sometimes more, Susan would meet me behind her husband's back, to suck my cock and tell me how badly she wanted to get fucked by it.