Respecting Rules Is Important

Anything that gets played on a high level, has rules. Any sport that you can think of has a set of rules. If you think about it, it’s the rules that allows intense sustainable experiences to take shape. With rules you determine a container, in which pressure can be built. Without rules the container has holes.

With this in mind, you decide to play an intense game within the boundary of the rules. You have made a high level of friendship alliances with another female and a male. You come up with a plan in which the female friend gives your partner/husband the idea that once in a year it is a balanced/healthy idea to be able to forego the established boundaries, and be intimate with another partner. This idea will be developed using all sorts of philosophies. In the ancient Greek they had one day in a year in which, they allowed Dionysus (the god of ecstasy) to rule them.

If the husband isn’t gradually made malleable by the lures of the prospect of being able to sleep with this woman, good for him. However, if he does bend, then the indirect implication would be that your male friend, gets to be intimate with you, perhaps one day a year.

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I am the naughty Caring Neighbour that everyone dreams of! [25F]

A week ago now I was cleaning my apartment and had to go down to take the trash out. I was wearing a skimpy outfit due to the heat wave. The outfit being a small urban outfitters top, a size too small for me exposing more of my small/ medium breasts and shorts that ride up my little bit larger than average ass. Showing the jiggling when I walk. I walked over to the trash cans outside the apartment building and made eye contact with an older man in a white pick up but kept walking to leave trash by the dumpsters and head back to the door to grab my second load. When walking back the second time a younger guy had stepped out of the pick ups passenger seat and was now leaning on the truck smoking a cigarette with his eyes on me. I love attention, I pretended he wasn’t there so he could get a good look of me from behind. He ended up asking if I needed help, in which I denied and he helped anyway.

The First Try; or Princely CUM-uppance [High Fantasy][Long Read][Warning:NONCON][MMMM]

“God’s forbid I get a break, eh?” Nikolo growled to himself, his face red and breaths labored. Blood ran down towards his head, his vision still blurred from the sudden shock of being pulled up violently by the snare trap binding his legs together. Prince Nikolo was not always the filth laden wretch hanging like bait he’d become. There was a time his name was met with great admiration, if not, at least insincere reverence. He was the eldest son of the Bartolome dynasty. A line that withstood centuries of rule in the kingdom of Carsollan. Few rulers could claim such success in the wildest nation in the land of Adam. Many more however could attest to their shared avarice in the age of peace that spread across the continent. For the first time in over a thousand years, the five great nations spilled no blood against each other. Enjoying a period of unified hate. Indeed, while the man, the elf and the dwarf held hands in song, it was a war song against the orcs, satyrs and their kin that called the untamed wilds home. The catalyst of this union was a revolution, and revolution would spread as well. It revealed the cruelty of house Bartolome. Their greed and excess in the absence of their former proud and generous patriarchs came to light. Thus, as rebels overwhelmed the guards and stormed the palace grounds, the prince escaped. Leaving behind his family, fearing only for his life.

Hiking is Better When You’re Full of Cum [MF]

We’ve taken a weekend trip to the mountains. It’s our last day and we wanted to get out and enjoy the scenery. It’s sunny and hot as we cross a river in the trail and head towards another bend. We’ve had plenty of sex on this trip but there is something about the sports bra and leggings you’re wearing. I’ve been following you along this trail for the last 2 hours. I have the motions of your ass etched in my brain. You have the best ass on the planet. You stop at the bend and reach into the back pack for some water. I take that moment to brush the hair that escaped your pony tail away from your neck. I let my hand stay a bit longer than it needed to.

I’ve always loved playing in public places, this place felt private. We haven’t seen another hiker for over an hour. I grab your hand and pull you out of sight of the trail. There are some trees rocks and a little grassy area. I push you up against the rock and move in for a deep kiss. I decide then and there. We’re going to fuck. I need you. Your lips are salty from the sweat but like always, your mouth is hot and your tongue is sweet. I tickle your exposed rib cage eliciting a deep growl from you. You’re into this too, I can tell by your body language. You’re nipples are poking through your sports bra and my cock is jutting out the top of my shorts.

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We Never Expected Consequences Like These For The Folly of NNN [FFFFFFM]

The below is a response to a writing prompt to a post in /r/dirtywritingprompts, is purely fiction, and represents only adults above the age of 18. Please enjoy!

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November 11, 2022.

A day like any other I suppose, though today was one to be extra sharp on; after years spent at the bottom, I was due to make Junior Partner today, and that meant…well, it meant things were finally looking up for yours truly. My Dad would stop telling me I wasn’t going anywhere, that old relic Mr. Slader would finally give me the respect I deserve at the office, Jaimie’s mom would stop telling her that I was no good for her. Yeah. Yeah, today was a good one.

Going about my morning in the usual fashion, showering and brushing my teeth, scarfing down some toast and coffee, giving my roommate shit for leaving his bong in the sink again and asking whether he’d be chipping in for rent this month. Being a busy man about town, I forgot my good suit at the dry cleaner’s last night on the way home. Dumbass. No bother, I’ll chuck on the eighty dollarest one I have clean and head off. Dave asks me to let his cat in before I go. He’s a lazy jag, but I don’t mind. Scribbles is cute enough to make up for his owner’s degeneracy.

Catching up (M/F/F threesome – rough) Short story

A quiet night at home is just what I was wanting after a busy week at work. It was finally Friday evening and finally time to go home. It was a nice night so I decided to walk over taking the bus. I could stop and pick up a pizza on the way too. It was a bit unexpected that I would run into some old friends. I hadn’t seen Cassie and Lawrence in a couple of years, and there they were when I walked into the pizza shop. It was good to see them and after I ordered I sat down to wait with them and we had a catch up. They invited me to bring my pizza back to their place and join in on a few drinks. Since last seeing them Cassie had a new job in a winery and she was involved in creating new recipes for strawberry and peach wines that she had a few bottles at home ready for taste testing. There was no way I could say no to that, so when we all had our food I headed back to their place. It turned out they lived not too far from me now too. I definitely had missed a lot since we hadn’t been in touch much.

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Forgive me, Father, for I am about to sin [F/M, bj, glory hole, blasphemy, 18+]

The sanctuary was silent again, like it was so often. I was glad.

Soft midday light filtered through the stained glass. It cast colorful shadows on the mahogany pews. Birds flitted by outside, but little else disturbed the visual ambiance.

I paid none of it any mind.

I gathered the skirts of my habit and paced down the long aisle. My shoes sent echoes across the empty space. I reveled in the portents those lonely echoes broadcast, even as I cringed at the loud reports.

I took deep breaths, knowing what I was about to do. Again.

The confessional door was not heavy, but it always felt disproportionately substantial. I knew why, even if I chose not to admit it to myself.

Slipping inside, I sat on the bench.

“Welcome, my child.” Father Belton’s voice was deep and unerringly assertive. The wicker screen between us obscured his features but gave no doubts as to his presence.

In practiced fashion, I sunk to the confessional’s padded kneeler, spreading my monochrome habit about me.

“Forgive me, Father, for I am about to sin.”

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Fuck me til I… [mf][poetic]

*Amid a din of voices, quiet two;
Such unenthralling revelry around,
A field of plastic cups, its path askew,
Yet roving eyes are destined to be found.*

^HIM: Quiescent is the room when she is near,
A quiet void to steal my breath away,
Her smile like the new dawn’s volunteer
Arising now with light to make the day.

^HER: What shelter would I covet in his arms?
Would he but be an architect of fate;
His grin, a sharpened instrument, yet charms
A softness in my core bereft of weight;

^HER: Come hither, you, and etch me with that grin.

^HIM: I’d bathe in sun to burn upon your skin.

**Hey…**

*A colloquy of silent words they share,
Flirtation in a parting glance, returned,
The gyre of her finger through her hair,
Emboldened, he, with hesitance adjourned.*

^HIM: A name? I’d have it sewn into my mind
With raw and violent hands to keep it bound;
A jest, I make to know her unconfined,
Her laugh—I’d barter music for the sound.

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Turning the Babysitter Into a Good Girl, Chapter 1 [slow burn] [18 year old] [virgin] [sexy dad] [smoldering] [coming of age] [teen romance] [age gap] [Dom sub] [long story] [multiple chapters]

[Note: All teens are 18+]

“See you guys tonight!” I call after my friends, unlocking my vintage mint-colored Schwinn from the rack by the school parking lot. This bike just might be my favorite possession. It was thirty dollars, which is steep for a yard sale, but an exceptional deal considering what the elderly couple could’ve gotten for it elsewhere. Pushing off the pavement, I begin the familiar trek to Jacob’s school. I keep to sidewalks mostly, as a way to compensate for my lack of safety in other areas. I don’t think of myself as shallow, but I just can’t bring myself to wear a helmet. *Sorry, Mom. Style over safety*, I think, my long auburn hair whipping freely behind me in the breeze.

It’s not a long bike ride from the public high school to the gated private school where Jacob attends second grade, though I certainly pass a few levels of escalating wealth during the ten minute ride. I’m used to picking him up twice a week, and I walk my bike beside him as he cheerfully gabs about what happened that day. We mosey through the tree-lined neighborhood, passing beautiful brick homes adorned with carefully tended gardens, until we reach his house on the private cul-de-sac. If I were a kid, I would bike endless laps around the circle, and spend leisurely summer days laying back on the neatly trimmed grass in the middle. *Maybe I’d have run a lemonade stand*, I smile to myself. *I probably could’ve charged five bucks per Dixie cup.*

NNN Day 11: Archer The Elf [elf][monster girl][M27xF300][Masturbation][Blowjob][cum in mouth][Watching][Ears]

“Archer! Fire!” I yelled out.

Two arrows zipped above my head, the air blurring around it. They found their mark in the ogre’s eye and chest. The large monster road before falling on his back, dead.

I sheathed my sword and walked over to inspect the corpse. Blood was flowing quickly from his pierced heart.

Archer ran up, her bow strapped behind her back. “Good job being the bait. Set me up nicely for a quick one-two.”

I met Archer a while back, she was an elven slave being sold at the market. I was hired to put a stop to it. I set her free and we’ve been partners ever since.

“Nice shot.” I took the Ogre’s eye and put it in a brown cloth bag. “Yuck.”

“Perks of the job huh?”

“Right right. You take point, I’ll pull rear.”

“Got it boss.”

We started making our way back to town. I wore scale-male most of the time, while Archer wore this tight black leather armor. It showed off her shapely curves.