collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
So after the whole office fun today, when my husband came home from work. He smiled as he walked in the door and gave a very passionate kiss. I was still so turned on from what had happened earlier. He went upstairs to shower and change, so I figured while he was in the shower I could get off now since he had but I had not. So I laid on our bed waiting for him to come out of the shower, dressed in my thong and that was all. I needed him to fuck me so bad now.
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One in particular. Main characters of the story are an Anglo Saxon girl and her mother.
Story mainly follows the girl who has very large breasts. Basic plot of the story is
Vikings attacked
Girl gets raped by fleeing town guards.
Then by Vikings
Then her mother is taken by two Vikings
There is a second chapter to the story where an orgy occurs or all the kidnapped women and their captors.
Found the story once before but can’t find it again. If anyone knows it’s name or better yet has a link that would be great.
I come home to find you on the couch, legs spread, panties around your ankles while you pump your fingers in and out of your sweet, pink little pussy, mewling for Daddy to fuck you harder. “A-ahhnnn D-daddy! I w-want your cock inside me. Put it nngghh put it inside my little pink hole Daddy” you’d cry as I walk in only to have you notice me, and jump up to run into the bedroom. I watch with a smile on my face as I head into the bedroom to find you under the covers, cheeks blushing, sitting down next to you.
“Hi there little one” I say as I brush my hand over the top of your head which makes you whine, and pull the covers up to your face, trying to hide your embarrassment. “H-hi Daddy” you mewl softly buried under the covers. I slowly take the covers, and tug them away from your face, looking at you with a devilish twinkle in my eyes, smiling. “What were you doing when Daddy came home?”
I sit on the edge of the pool, Carah waves from the other side then dives in. I watch her blurry form move under the water. A few moments later, Carah emerges right in front of me. Droplets glisten on her caramel skin and in her brown hair.
“Want my tits?” She smiles
“Hell yes.” I nod.
Carah pulls off her top to reveal her C cup breasts. My cock throbs. She moves closer and undoes my trunks. She rises up and nestles my erection between her wet tits. Carah presses them together and starts to bob in the water. Her tits slide up and down my cock. I moan out as I titty fuck her.
“Lay back.” Carah says softly.
I do so, expecting a blowjob. Instead, she climbs out of the pool and stands over my face. Water drips onto me. Carrah squats down, bringing her puussy to my mouth. I eagerly grip her and pull her down, running my tongue up her juicy slit. I circle her entrance then move to her clit. Carah bucks and pants as I lick her swollen nub.
“I want to fuck your ass.” I say when she raises up.
I sometimes tell my wife stories in bed. Sometimes she puts out if I inspire her enough. I’ve never tried to write them down. This is my first attempt. A bit tongue in cheek, it’s inspired by my fondness for porn and action movies. Would love to know what y’all think.
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Captain Tom Henderson breathed a sigh as he sat heavily on his bed in the officer’s barracks outside Tel Aviv. The British Special Air Service Regiment had a secret forward base in Israel which allowed rapid deployment to the conflict hotspots in Iraq and Syria. Two days of operations in Syria had taken a toll on him and although his body ached, the adrenalin still coursed through his veins. Once the bloodlust was raised, it was very hard to sate. He could still smell the smoke from high-explosive rounds on his skin and the chatter of small arms fire echoed in his skull.
He reached into his pack and pulled out a satellite phone. Operators in the SAS who were deployed abroad were granted this special privilege. The device was equipped with special encryption technology to protect him and his family from surveillance by the terrorist networks who considered these elite soldiers such a valuable target.
Johnny Gat sat in his room, hard cock throbing as he thought about his favorite ship, sonic x goku, he imagined what it would be like. If Super Sonic and Super sayian god goku made passionate love under a moon lit sky. He imagoned gokus glowing erect phials inserted into sonic making him clench tighter with every thrust. The very idea of this had Johnny Gat so horny he couldnt help. He was out for sex.
Johnny gat left his run down apartment into the streets of video game world looking to slay pussy. out of the corner of his eye he was lara croft tomb and raider and he said
“hey i would raid that tomb if you catch my drift”
and so using his extensive prowess of finesses he got lara back to his room and she said
“Im ready to make love”
and he responded with
“I dont make love, I fuck. Hard.”
They did not want to die virgins – The outline of her nude body – There were no restraints in France – Her fleshy-white thighs – Sex and mortality – her black silk stockings – A reward – and garter – for surviving battle – came off – or a refuge from imminent death – Fingers on her soft-silken pussy – Young British officers had money to spend – Her gorging breasts – Knew they stood a good chance – nipples like young, pink raspberries – of being killed within a few weeks – The way she moaned and arched her back.
Fellow officers chose to visit the brothels of Paris – Several young women writhing and sucking each others’ breasts – A maison tolérée – The Madam – “blue lamp” – took him to an eight-sided room – a refined category of brothel – walls and ceilings entirely covered with mirrors – reserved by secret edict – The only furniture a low divan – of the British army – luxurious – for the officer classes – on which this pretty little brunette displayed her charms – the misery of the trenches – opened her legs wide – A refuge cherished from the horrors of the first industrial war – She welcomed him most pleasantly – born in late Victorian Britain – her blue – tens of thousands – blue eyes – of young men – the scent of lilac – fear of imminent extinction – her honey tongue – dissolved sexual inhibition – She knew how to suck his cock and make him shudder.
#Chapter Two: A First Class Suite and a Dentist’s Office.
The door led into a dimly lit, narrow maze-like hallway, scarcely wide enough for Hope and Raven to walk side by side with each other. The walls that surrounded them were composed of tough, dark gray bricks. They looked as if they’d been sleek and modern several years ago, but had decayed due to a lack of maintenance. The lamps from the ceiling gave off a dark red light that helped to offset the dungeon vibes it was giving Raven, but only slightly.
As if able to read her mind, Hope turned to Raven with a slight smile on her red lips. “Don’t worry, I promise you the room I’ve secured for us will be far more comfortable than this.” At this remark, Raven realized that she was definitely flirting, or at least teasing right now. Were they supposed to…get into character now or something? Not wanting to embarrass herself, she simply nodded.
The only sounds that could be heard as Hope lead her client deeper into the building were the clicks of her heels hitting the floor. Eventually, they turned a corner and walked into a hallway that stretched a couple hundred feet down the a wall. The walls on either side of this hallway were covered in numbered doors. Left side had odd numbers. Right side had even numbers.
Walt couldn’t believe his luck. He was finally alone in Melissa’s room. He quickly opened drawers until he found the motherload: her sock and panty drawer. Walt grinned as he looked over the various colors and patterns, fabrics and frills. Then he reached two hands in and brought up a pile of the garments, pushing his face down into the softness. He inhaled deeply through his nose. Melissa’s scent was there, but buried under the light perfume of detergent. Walt dropped the pile back to the drawer with a small frown. His eyes scanned the room then lit on a laundry basket by the bed. He picked it up and sat it and himself on the bed, rummaging through. He found dirty panties and socks and shoved them to his nose. They were rich with her musk, and Walt soon had a full erection.
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#Chapter One: Raven and Hope
Hope sighed and leaned back in her chair, casually pulling out her phone to catch up on the latest gossip news while she waited for her next client. Her office was mostly professional looking, save for a shelf with a few basic toys on it. A very strict cleaning schedule kept the room looking almost spotless. The clean environment combined with the toys prominently displayed created the perfect environment for the office’s purpose.
Hope’s attire was very indicative of what that purpose was. She was dressed for business; a tight black corset with a lacy trim that accentuated her large breasts, combined with a garter belt, long black stockings, black gloves and a pair of equally night colored high-heels. All this put together with the black leather chair behind her made Hope’s wavy red hair stood out like a burning fire.
With a small buzz, an orange light blinked on Hope’s desk, and a screen monitor lit up, displaying a security camera feed of the front building’s front door. A small, meek looking woman stood in front of the door, hunched over and constantly looking over her shoulder as if someone would spot her there at any second.