A Homely Enocounter

It wasn’t often I’d have the house to myself, but whenever my husband was away I always tried to make the most of it. Usually I’d spend the weekend catching up with my girls, you know, doing the typical girly things we like to do which mostly talking about men I guess; but this weekend, things were going to be different. It was a Friday night; my girls were busy so I was forced to stay home alone. I flicked through numerous TV channels but there wasn’t anything interesting on. I was bored out of my mind, I actually wished that my husband hadn’t gone away that weekend, and it was rare that I’d ever miss him like that. However as my girls began to settle down and start families I felt myself feeling like this more and more. I has almost given up all hope in regards to having any sort of excitement occur at the weekend when my childhood friend Jessica called me up out of the blue and asked if she and her new boyfriend ‘Daniel’ could drop by. I can’t express to you how excited I was ‘Of course you can come over’ I yelled down the belted down the phone.

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Adventures in Aquamarine [Mdom] [fsub] [bdsm]

The whisk scraped harshly against the side of the bowl, echoing throughout the still house. Rain pattered on the windows, in the typical northwest fashion, with a steamy haze on the windows betraying the chill in the air outside. Within these four walls however, all was toasty and warm. Emma hummed to herself as she poured the last of the filling into the pie shell and began to weave together the strips of crust on top.

She wore teal panties which clung to and revealed glimpses of her pert ass within the twisting straps and a simple white apron that did little to keep her bosom from bursting forth, confident that her actions in the kitchen would rouse him from slumber soon enough. Aside from those two items, she only wore her collar, a simple leather affair, designed for play more so than fashion. The house was filled with the scent of cinnamon, with just the slightest hint of brown sugar making itself known. Flour coated her hands, with little puffs of powder along her abdomen and thighs where she’d been careless in wiping away excess. Her long hair was bound up in a simple ponytail to keep it out of the way.

Meeting Room [FF]

Ever since Anna joined the company I hadn’t been able to keep my eyes off of her.

Out of 17 software engineers, there had only ever been one other woman in the office — apart from myself, of course — and she wasn’t exactly “fantasy material”, to put it delicately. Anna joining the team provided some much-needed eye candy.

Everything about her drove me crazy… the way her pencil skirts hugged her tight little ass; the way her breasts fought the thin fabric of her blouses; even just her lips curling every time she smiled at me.

Every morning, on the drive to work, I would look forward to seeing her, to experience one small second of pure lust the moment she walked through the door.

She found me daydreaming at my desk. I had been staring half-asleep at the screen for the best part of the morning after a long Sunday night of drinking and watching vampire movies alone.

“Good weekend, Erin?”

Deep Cuts [bdsm]

I hear you through the ceiling and track your steps as they move across the floor back and forth and back again. Your body is restless, helpless, and your mind racing. A familiar habit I can vividly recall. You, your wife and child moved in three weeks ago. Our eyes met as you unpacked the wagon. We glanced and everything went black. The last time we saw each other was before the war. I sat on your lap in tears, wondering when and how the world would continue to turn without you. The South hadn’t burned and the sun was close, warm. Life has changed since then and I am not and could not have prepared myself for seeing you. I moved to Oregon after the fire. I assumed you dead. I’ve met her (your wife) smile on my face and a big “hello.” No one knows about the past and no one ever will. It would be too much of an unnecessary hurt in this life. The night you were dragged to hell permeates and lingers inside me. I’ve purposefully withheld and resisted the urges to be close to your body, to touch, and be touched. Mostly because you asked and well, how can I deny you? We were good. Loyal. Connected. Honest. And what good would it do? Give a moment of glory and ruin the things we’ve made happen since you were taken. The unknown is vast and dark – once we fall into the abyss there’s no returning to this life.

Sweat

Sweat.

It tasted sweet. Her hair was matted and slicked back. Her eyes were red rimmed like she had been up all night. Droplets were running down her dark skinned back and pooling just above her ass. Her hips moved and rotated making the small pool of sweat shimmer like a pool. Her whole body glistened and he could see a wet spot forming underneath where she sat.

She was so tried and she moaned from the need. She sat there kneeling before him cum leaking from the corners of her mouth and her skin bright red from where he had smacked her.

Need.

A woman filled with need.

He was actually scared he might not control this one. Her brown eyes, her large tits and almost cartoonish hips were propelled by need.

Need for pain. Need for dick. For cum. Need to be used. Need.

Need of a man.

His dick twitched at the thought. Of being the one to give her everything she needed, to make her do the things she had no idea she needed to do. It began to throb and she groaned to see it. She grunted like some wild bitch in heat. Her hands flexed and twitched while she rubbed her hot cunt. She wanted it inside her. Needed to feel him take what he wanted.

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Her New Beginning [MFF] [bdsm] [anal] [Mdom]

Rain fell outside, steadily pattering against the glass. Mary stretched her arms overhead and listened for a moment. It was all becoming a part of her new routine.

Rolling out of bed she stood before a mirror and admired herself. She was never vain, but He had insisted that she take pride in herself. After all, didn’t He deserve the very best? She was slender, with pert breasts, dark hair, and a smattering of freckles across her skin which He’d taken equal pleasure from kissing or striking with that infernal crop that hung next to the bed.

Her fingers found the one piece of jewelry she wore, the thin black strap around her neck. It was adorned with some simple twists of silver metal that stood for eternity, because that is the promise that He made to her, and she to Him. She shivered and reached down to the bedside table for her shackles. Thick leather cuffs for her wrists and ankles, with three weighty D-rings spaced out across their circumference.

Sleazy Prose [bsdm]

I peer into the nothingness in front of me. The woman to my left is tired, lipstick worn and face annoying as she speaks on the phone. Her voice is too loud for the still and dark ambiance. I look forward, take a sip, and look forward again.

A sharp sting when you enter the room. Your body radiating heat and vibrations that penetrate my guts. I don’t look over, instead I wait (wait wait wait wait) on that stool quiet, not moving. You’re behind me. Too close. You lift your hand to my head. Touch the nape of my neck and move to the crest of my chin and cheek as I turn to face you. You tower over me, shoulders broad, arms solid. I can smell you.

“Hey Kitten.”

I find your ribs with my hand and apply pressure. Bodies pushing against each other, eyes locked.

“Hey.”

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Demon seed

This is my first try at this, please let me know what you think!

Emma pulled her car off the lonely road on the outskirts of town and drove around behind an old abandoned paint factory. It was just after eleven o’clock and she was reasonably sure she wouldn’t be disturbed. Sometimes kids would come here to drink beer, get high and do graffiti, but not likely on a Tuesday night.

She pulled her backpack onto her shoulder and turned on a flashlight as she made her way through the open doorway that was partially covered by bushes that had sprung on around the neglected building.
She found a clear area away from the old factory equipment surveyed the brick wall. It was perfect. Pulling six large candles and placing them on the floor in a semi circle if front of the wall. Lighting them provided adequate soft illumination. She drew a large piece of chalk from the backpack and backed up against the wall. She spread her feet apart a bit and pressed her ass firmly into the rough bricks. Leaning forward she reached the chalk between her legs under her skirt. She had no panties on and the chalk grazed her already moist lips. Anyone seeing this maneuver would have thought it looked ridiculous, but Emma knew exactly what she was doing. She made a mark on the wall and stood back. Now taking a length of satin ribbon she placed one end on the chalk mark and held it in place with her thumb. Holding the chalk in her other hand with the other end of the ribbon she scribed a circle onto the wall, about six feet in diameter.

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Gift of a Catgirl Blowjob (mfmf, oral, vaginal, voyeur, dwarf, fantasy)

Backstory:

*The long journey of the Dwarf Brunhilde and her human husband Mathir have taken them from her clan’s home mountains in the far south to the northern city of Algren. Their chosen route is a vast and ancient trading highway built by an insane emperor called the Mad King’s Road.*

*Just a month before their journey’s end, they meet Tobias, a dashing Envoy from the Kingdom of Raelen. Brunhilde finds her thoughts of him turning very naughty indeed. She and her husband decide to get their new friend a very unusual gift to ease his loneliness…*

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Mathir fidgeted about behind his wife, trying not to rustle the riot of tiny green leaves surrounding them in the underbrush. “I’m still not sure about this.”

“Hush!” she warned him with a hiss, peering out cautiously from their hiding place. Twenty paces away was the spot Hettie had talked about, a rocky clearing in the forest flanking both side of a small stream, with a few larger boulders strewn here and there along with a straggly selection of saplings.

“I don’t think we should be here. You were going to do this for Tobias’ benefit…”