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Stepbrother: Part Three

The sequel should be available on my author page shortly: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00HM9MQJK Hope you have fun reading

Chapter 3: Training

It was hard to get to sleep that night. I was too horny to think straight and Adam had forbidden me to masturbate. I kept tossing and turning, trying to get my mind on something else. There was actually a point at around 3 in the morning when I considered texting him for permission. I didn't want to seem desperate, even though I was, so I suffered through my horniness.

I went to work in the morning and didn't get a chance to see Adam. He was still sleeping when I left. I worked my eight hour shift at Starbucks. It was one of my more stressful days. There were two women who let a line build up behind them as they tried to figure out what they wanted. There was an old man who hit on me. There was a clumsy woman who spilled her coffee on me. And worst of all, I was still horny. Read more »

Bedfellow – Ch. 4 of my Canadian political erotica

“You can’t please everyone.”

Her words cut into the night like embers biting into flesh. The sting lingered after they had parted ways, a reminder of the carelessness he had exhibited. Trusting her clearly wasn’t worth it – how could anyone think it was time to change course so close to success.

It was the last days of the elections in Calgary, 2010, and the young Nenshi was about to make history. While America was freaking out over mosques in New York City, the most booming city in Canada was making history, and electing a Muslim. The banality of it seemed amusing, the attention given to something so trivial with so much at stake. But, distractions made for good business, and from here on out, it was all about business.

The two sets of lips danced over his rigid cock as he stretched back over his bed, lounging over the soft down sheets. His toothy grin lit up the mirrors on the ceiling as he watched the multi-colored tangle of arms and legs writhe over him. One woman lead his riding in donations, raking in more money from the housing development folk than he had been able to on his own for a decade in municipal politics. The other a lawyer from Toronto, and she ensured that things worked well with Ottawa and the Trudeau camp, that no lines were crossed too quickly. Read more »

Getting the Grade [mf]

She walked into his office knowing what this meeting was about. Earlier that day, Sarah had received an email from one of her professors wanting to discuss an important topic. While the email didn’t specify what the topic was, Sarah knew her last paper was below standards. She had just started dating someone and, while she knew she shouldn’t, Sarah was putting less effort into her school work and more into her new relationship. She knew a poor grade on this assignment would jeopardize her educational career and she was ready to work hard to make it right. She was going to buckle down and complete whatever her professor assigned her in order to bring up her grade.

As she entered, Sarah took in her surroundings. It was a large office, walls lined with large bookshelves and diagrams of the human body. In one corner was a couch and small coffee table for more casual meetings. Directly in front of her was a massive oak desk cluttered with papers and knickknacks. Behind the desk sat Sarah’s professor, Dr. Brian Harris. Read more »

The Stepbrother: Part Two

The rest should be available on my author page shortly: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00HM9MQJK Hope you have fun reading.

Chapter 2: Orders

The next morning Adam wound up walking into the bathroom as I was brushing my teeth. Neither of us said a word as he grabbed his own toothbrush and began to scrub, though I could feel his eyes on me.

I was only wearing my panties and a t-shirt. Looking in the mirror, I could see my nipples sticking out behind the fabric. My breasts swayed as I brushed.

It was strange. He didn't touch me, he barely even acknowledged me, yet I was still incredibly aroused. I wanted him to fuck me right then, right there, on the bathroom counter. Instead, he left wordlessly, not looking back as I watched him walk away.

The day was as ordinary as any day I'd ever had before it. I only saw Adam at breakfast, and since we were eating with our parents, neither of us mentioned the previous night. It was our secret. Read more »

The Trip Home – [MF][Passionate] Tamera and Tony are stranded on a mountain road in a snowstorm and they try to stay warm the only way they know how.

Journal #32

Sunday, December 15th

I can’t believe I’ve written 31 journals already. With all the stresses and anxieties of life in college, it has been a good release to get all of my stress and anxieties out of my mind and onto paper. I hate to admit it, but mom was right. Writing everything down has really helped me to keep my bearings this year. I find I am much calmer and I am much, much more organized. I now take the time to think things through and I’ve resolved many problems just by writing things down clearly and then reflecting on them.

Starting college last year, Bobby being deployed, and hearing about my parents divorce…it was all too much and I needed to have an outlet. Sigh. I miss the days when I would smoke a bowl…or five, and do absolutely nothing all day, but in the big picture, weed was just making it all worse. I was getting further away from my goals, not closer to them.

Now I feel like I have much more balance in my life. I’m really starting to work through frustrating situations and I have more peace of mind. I hate to admit it, and I won’t admit it to her but it has really helped. Read more »

The Stepbrother

The rest should be available on my author page shortly: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00HM9MQJK

Hope you have fun reading.

Chapter 1: Peeping

When I first met Adam, I never imagined that one day I would call him 'master' and he would call me 'slave'. It never crossed my mind that he would wind up fucking my cunt, mouth, asshole, and tits.

I was pretty sexually inexperienced back then – I didn't even have a vibrator. Over the months, he's made sure that my collection of sex toys has grown. He's rewarded me with nipple clamps and ball-gags. I now have a different butt-plug for each day of the week and a leather collar that I wear behind closed doors. They're all part of my 'uniform'.

The rest of the family still think of us as 'Adam' and 'Cheryl', two twenty-somethings connected only through our parents' long-term relationship – my mother has been dating his father for a few years now. I can't imagine how they would react if they ever found out.

This is the story of how I came to meet Adam, and of how I came to call him 'master'. Read more »

A snippet from my new book

Hernita walked down the stairs and secretly fantasized about the robot violating her and using her body. Her hand drifted towards her waistline and began to slip down the front of her jeans. She closed her eyes, thinking about the powerful sex machine as her hands began to explore freely.

She felt a warm sensation against the back of her neck, turning around Hernita found herself face to face with the sex robot. Hot exhaust from it’s ventilation posts caressed her skin. It’s strong hands grasped her waist.

Suddenly the machine ripped Hernita’s jeans off and swung her around. With a firm grip it bent her over across the washing machine.

From a speaker embedded within the machine’s chest came a gravely statement: “Engaging pelvic thrusters.” Hernita Squealed as she heard it. A cold and metallic phallus slid across her labia. She shuddered as it worked it’s way inside her.

“Commencing slow thrust.”

Hernita felt the robots hands change positions. One grabbed her hair and pulled her head back while the other gripped her waist. With a mechanical precision the robot began to rhythmically thrust. Hernita gasped as the machine's nine inch member stretched her out. She could never go back to Randall after this. The robot continued with it’s powerful thrusts as Hernita began to let out a soft moan. Read more »

Rape Fantasy. Posting for a friend because she doesn’t have a reddit and what’s to know what you guys think.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The woman was walking home from a long and rather trying day of work. She had this undeniable urge, it had been nagging at the back of mind all day. Her sexual frustrations seem to be worse than ever lately. She needed release! Her fiancé just didn't seem to be satisfying her the way he used to be. She yearned for something hot, something spontaneous and meaningless. She loved David very much, yes but he just wasn't what he was a year ago. "Oh well" she mumbled reaching for her keys. The night was unusually quiet as she let herself into her apartment. Their was no moon out tonight so she stumbled looking for the light switch, dropping her purse and papers. Suddenly she had the feeling she wasn't alone. She could almost hear a deep uneven breathing coming from the darkness in front of her. Her hand felt for the light switch on the wall but what she found was not a light switch but a warm shoulder. She screams and turned to run, it's too late he's on her. It surprises her she doesn't try to fight him, she moves into the rough embrace of his hand locked in her hair. Soft whimpers escape her lips as he bends her over the kitchen table. "Your mine" his loud voice echoes on the solitude. She likes this . She realizes she wet, soaking, leaking through her Victoria secret panties. He's smacks her hard on the ass, she whimpers and asks for another. He starts pulling up her skirt with unnecessary force she loves it. He smacks her ass again "your my filthy whore" he whispers roughly in her ear. She can barely control herself her pussy is throbbing yearning for his cock. He rips her panties off and starts touching her soaking wet pussy " you like this don't you, filthy whore". she moans. Then he feels him all at once enter her hard. She yelps and try's to pull away. " oh no you don't!" He grabs her hips and starts fucking her in hard deep strokes. She can't believe how good this feels. He slaps her ass hard enough for her to gasp. Now he's fucking her so hard the table is moving. Suddenly he stops and grabs the hair at the nape of her neck and stands her up straight. "Suck my dick like the filthy whore you are" he pushes her to her knees and forces her mouth open. He shoves his hard cock down her throat until she gags and starts face fucking her. She can barely breathe, her pussy is soaking wet and throbbing. Then he unleashes a massive Load of slick and salty cum into her throat, she swallows it all. He pushes her off and she falls , smiling. He pulls his pants up and starts to walk out when he looks back at her and says I'll be back for that ass tomorrow , and he walks out. She lays their out of breath and reeling. Suddenly excited for tomorrow.

Orbital Academy VIII

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It should've been boring, watching the roiling green fog break against the windows, but it had captivated Li since they had entered it hours ago. Even with the impending danger of the planetary mission, the mesmerizing patterns on the window combined with the low rumble that came with breaking atmosphere was almost soothing. His squadmates were on their screens or restlessly trying to sit still; the atmosphere in the room was too tense for the normal chattering.
Not sure what all the fuss is about, Li thought as he watched the fog through drooping eyes, nothing's been able to challenge us yet, why do you all think this'll be anything different? He let the hum of the ground pod's engine lull him in time with the slow rocking of the craft, watching the green fog billow and puff. Read more »