The clock maker [MF] [kidnapping/drugged] [Bondage] [fuck machine] [forced orgasms]

If you want to skip right to the sex bit just go to the first comment.

“Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic,” “Tick, tock, tick, tock.” The sounds of the numerous clocks fill the otherwise silent room. The clock maker seems to sit motionless at his work bench, ever so slowly positioning a small gear into place within the complex workings of a wrist watch. “Ding-a-ling” a bell above the shop door rings as you walked in. Unfazed but fully aware of your entrance, the clock maker saids “welcome, I will be with you in just a moment.” Just as he says this the gear falls perfectly into place. Getting up, he took off his magnifying watch repair glasses laying them on the workbench and adjusted his vest before greeting you.

Six Shots: Truth or Dare

We were six shots in when my best friend’s wife, Bella, dared me to come sit on her lap. Admittedly, I was feeling quite into it at the time. I sat with both feet on one side of her legs and wrapped my arms around her neck to hold on to her. Tensing up as I felt her hand slide up my skirt on the side of my upper right thigh was inevitable. Wasn’t really expecting it, but I welcomed her curiosity.

She blushed brightly and motioned to her husband. It was his turn. She was staring at my chest as it rose and fell with each breath and I was looking over at my best friend, Phil, a drunken smile plastered on my face. He almost looked jealous as I lay my head against Bella’s shoulder, intending to be playful but actually being quite the tease.

He followed his wife’s gaze and noticed she was staring at me, his reaction was almost instant as he shifted in his seat and covered his growing erection with his clasped hands. Trying to be nonchalant, he turned to my husband, “Truth or Dare, Alex?”

The whole world now knows about my affair, and I couldn’t be happier [MF, no sex, betrayal fantasy]

I can’t believe it. I just can’t.

Told my friends, colleagues, kids and family (including my in-laws) about my 4-year full-on, love-and-fuck affair with my AP (=Adultery Partner), who’s a single mom herself.

I was expecting everything; from hateful messages to loathing death-wishes. That my parents and siblings would disown me, that my sister-in-law would immediately call my wife of 14 years to tell her about my wrongdoings. That my colleagues would tatle on me and get me fired, and my friends abandon me. That my own two children would despise me from then on and decide to live with their mother, breaking up any contact with me. I surely would’ve been devasted and a broken man if any of that had happened.

Surprisingly, it didn’t. Rather (and much to my soul’s wellbeing), the opposite happened. I gathered all of them together at home, having ordered some food as well to make the situation a little more comfy. Wifey was getting sterilisation treatment at the hospital at the time so I had plenty of time to break the news.

Sunday Morning

It’s a Sunday morning where we were in no haste to get up; it had been a long week, and we were just enjoying the downtime we had once we woke up and were just entwined and pressed against each other.
As we lay there you turn your head back towards me and I lean in and start kissing you heavily with my tongue darting in and out of your mouth as your tongue comes out and plays with it. As our tongues wrestle with each other I feel you start moving your hips towards me; which at that point I feel your ass pressed against my cock as it starts to harden; which you must know because you grind against it harder. I grab your hips and begin pushing my hard cock back against you with one thing on my mind. You tear away and get up and look at me and tell me not now and that you are going to make breakfast and head out.
I lay in bed with my erection throbbing in disbelief that you walked out and decide to get a shower to try to get my mind off it; which didn’t work as I stood there my cock started throbbing as I thought about sliding into your warm tight wet pussy as you moan asking for more.
I come out of the shower and head downstairs and seeing you standing at the counter with only your panties; I realize the shower didn’t take my mind off it and the thoughts of taking you were still there.

Really into dominant play

I’ve been reading a lot of articles lately especially having seen several films *cough* *cough* 50 shades of grey…. several articles however are sometimes a bit too unrealistic like this one [https://www.tickle.life/blog/tied-and-teased/?utm_source=soc&utm_medium=rddt&utm_campaign=16jnb](https://www.tickle.life/blog/tied-and-teased/?utm_source=soc&utm_medium=rddt&utm_campaign=16jnb) Any thoughts?

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A work quickie [M/F, creampie, maybe a part 1?]

“Come here,” you say as you take my hand, leading me into the bathroom. I follow you into the lady’s room and click the door closes behind us even though we were the only ones in the office today. I’ve been waiting for this. My hand grabs your throat as I push you against the stall door closest to us. Your breathing is already shallow and I can feel your pulse beating faster and faster. Your hands fumble with my belt, unfastening it and unzipping my pants. You pull my erection out and I kiss you while you jerk my length.

My tongue reaches between your lips and slides against your teeth, tasting your minty flavor. My free hand runs up your inner thigh and under your sundress to feel your other lips. I rub your pussy through your panties before moving them to the side and making you moan as you feel my index and middle finger dip inside of your soaking wet slit. Your excitement is practically running out of you as it’s succulent scent fills the small room. You lift your leg, pulling me closer by my cock, begging me to fuck you without having to say a word.

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The Apple of Eden [OC]

In my house we never locked the bathroom door. We, in fact, didn’t even have the keys anymore, my mother took them away when we were young and now it’s just a fact of life that the bathroom is not being locked. We just trust each other to not enter the bathroom when it’s closed. We are no savages after all.

I was 3 years older than my sister, Anastasia. While I was studying Medicine in Athens (our city), she was studying educational sciences, in order to be a teacher -her passion-, in a small Greek island.

However, due to the COVID crisis, she came back and since the exams were done via the internet, she stayed here in our childhood house for an indefinite amount of time.
I always liked my little sister. She was I guess cute, funny, and clever. We did everything together. She was what would describe as a tomboy, I guess. But, I hadn’t really seen her enough during the past years, and I almost forgot about her existence. I only saw her during the holidays, and she was always outside with her friends, and her new boyfriend. But, even I could tell that she had grown since our childhood years. She got taller, of course, but she is also became more mature. She loved children, and her body -you could tell- was ready to host some little devils inside her. Her breast got incredibly big (almost with an absurd growth rate), and her hips to waist ratio made her look ripe and ready for her future maternal role.

A sexy girl fucks a stranger and then her boyfriend

Ridhi checked herself in the mirror one last time and asked David “How do I look babe”.

David pulled her closer, sucking on her lips, grabbing her ass and whispered in her ear “Sexy as always babe. I wish I could come drinking with you, instead of hosting this stupid poker game with the boys”.

Her tight one piece was barely covering her ass, he pulled it up further, squeezing her curvy ass. It was always her ass which drove him crazy. All he wanted to do at this minute was to play with it, tease it, make it feel his love.

“It’s okay babe, I’ll try to be back soon. Make sure you kick your friends out by then, so that we can play our games after that”, Ridhi said trying to pull away.

David pushed her to the wall, trying to pull her dress down and squeezing her tits. She knew he wouldn’t stop there and she was already running late to meet her girlfriends.