Hidden Pleasures – ch.5a

The room Jennifer entered was pitch black except for a spotlight focused on a single leather covered chair in the centre.

Music played softly from somewhere, light and hypnotic. It took her eyes a few seconds to adjust and although she still couldn’t see anyone clearly, she could sense their presence in the shadows. It was a little unnerving and she was about to turn to leave when something caught her attention.

A woman walked into the bright circle of light from the darkness on the other side of the room and sat in the chair, lounging, her legs crossed, hands on the armrests. She was completely naked except for her mask. Her long blonde hair hung down, partly covering her large breasts.

A moment later a man entered the circle from the left, stopping at her side. He looked like one of the servers from earlier – the Chippendales. He too was naked, not even a mask to cover his face.

The woman turned to him, looking up at his face. She smiled at him as she reached up, cupping his balls in her right hand. With her left hand, she grasped his semi-erect cock. She squeezed and rolled his balls gently while slowly stroking his ever growing shaft.

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My Addiction [Mx4]

I saw them talking while I was working on my squats. I tried to ignore them but from the corner of my eye I could tell they were all watching me – Jake and a couple other dudes I’d seen around the gym but had never spoken with.

They didn’t even try to hide the fact that they were talking about me. They just stared with identical vulpine smiles.

I turned my head away so I couldn’t see them and tried to focus on my workout, trying to ignore the tumult of emotions going on inside me. I knew what Jake had told them. The shame of having my secrets shared was almost overwhelming. The fear of people in my life, of my wife, finding out the things I’d let Jake do to me was almost crippling.

But I hadn’t been fucked in almost three weeks. Part of me had hoped it was over. That Jake had grown tired of me and moved on. But a part of me felt deeply unsettled, like my body was was going through withdraw. Every morning that week I’d waken up in the middle of a dream of some faceless man burying himself inside me – waken up with my dick throbbing.

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Hidden Pleasures – ch.4b

People around her were socializing, chatting and laughing while they sipped their champagne. No one seemed to think that several mostly naked women passing out drinks was at all, out if the ordinary. They must have attended this sort of party before.

Still stunned, Jennifer drifted into an adjoining room. Here, in the centre of the room other women lay on tables, hors d’oeuvres covering them, their naked bodies like human serving trays. One had an array of cheeses fanned out across her torso, another puffed pastries. One was covered in sliced vegetables, several dips in bowls placed between her legs.

Guests caressed the women, fingers brushing nipples as they filled small plates.

Six men standing along one wall and looking like Chippendale dancers, wearing only a bow tie and cuffs, served wine. Jennifer noticed they were in various states of arousal, one of them was fully erect. A woman gripped his cock firmly, stroking it slowly while he poured her drink, nearly making him spill.

Jennifer heard the woman’s friend say, “Lucy, leave the poor man alone. If you keep that up he’s going to make a mess.”

Hidden Pleasures – ch.4a

Chapter 4

When she finally could stand, Jennifer retrieved a towel from the bathroom to clean up. She pressed it against her pussy, and shivered slightly, still aroused and very sensitive.

She stared at the wet spot on the floor. This was definitely a first. Her orgasm had been extremely intense. She couldn’t help but think that imagining Will fucking her had been the reason.

She quickly wiped up the mess, throwing the towel with the others in a hamper.

The tops of her stockings were damp but that couldn’t be helped.

Jennifer’s fantasy had thrown off her schedule and she had to hurry if she was going to be ready on time. She quickly did her hair, deciding to let it hang loose. Bright red lipstick to match the dress put the final touches on her makeup.

Stepping into the dress she pulled it up, zipping the back. She smoothed out a couple wrinkles, checking herself in the mirror.

At that moment, the phone rang.

“Hello?” she answered.

“Bonjour, this is the front desk,” a man said over the line. “Your car is waiting Mademoiselle.”

Role Play [CNC] [MMM] [Man fake acting as woman.]

I looked at the fake boobs and wondered whether they chose me for this very purpose. I pushed the doubts out of my mind and dressed myself in a flimsy gown and a manties.

I gave them a thumbs up the moment I got out of the room. Their amber eyes roamed over my body, taking every inch of me. My skin tingled everywhere, begging for their strong hands to touch it. I folded my hands beneath my fake boobs, causing their eyes to drop. They licked their lips.

“Are you guys going to stare at me all day or are we starting our play?” They blinked out of their stupor and stood up from the sofa chairs where our play was going to start. 

“Yeah, yeah, we are. It’s just you are so confident in wearing this dress that it’s doing things to us.” Nile said, sauntering over to me.

“You’re a combo of beautiful and handsome.” Serval added, after Nile.

“Thanks for the compliment, darlings.” I replied. They both stopped in front of me and leaned in. It was a sweet kiss that ended too quickly for my liking. 

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Thorns [M/Futa] [Futa] [Fantasy]

Gods walk the earth… But they fuck in the heavens.
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“Eros.” Phanes said, spotting Eros perched on a marble bench. After noticing Eros constantly slinking away to his domain of the Godrealm, Phanes decided it was time to intervene. He seemed almost in a daze, fingers tangled in his hair as if to block out the world. “Stop avoiding me. Tell me what’s going on. You haven’t been your usual self lately.”

“It’s… it’s the malice, from that day… It’s deafening now. Its whispers are louder than banshees and I- I just can’t trust myself around anyone right now.” Eros lamented. Phanes took a seat next to him, subtly admiring the domain. It was a bit different from a thousand years prior, but it was beautiful – marble pillars arranged to create a gazebo with grapevines and roses for walls.

“Tell me.” Phanes gently said, placing a golden wing on Eros’ shoulders.

The Hotel Room

The sharp knock at the door was unexpected enough to make her body instinctually jump in reaction to the unfamiliar sound. She had been lazing in a tank top and short drawstring shorts in her icy cold hotel room, having enjoyed a long, luxuriously hot shower after her continuous drive up, giving not a moment’s thought to the energy consumption of such a pleasure when the piercing sound split her serene quiet.

“What the hell…” she trailed off as she approached her door irritated, yet cautiously. A lone woman all alone in a hotel room was a ripe fruit, flesh fresh for teeth, and she grew up in Atlanta, knowing never to trust her environment entirely. She peered out through the peephole in her door and simply gasped in shock and awe as the face staring back at her was a good friend of many years, and one she had not seen in so long.
She hurriedly removed the door chain from its safety track and unlocked the door at the sight of his familiar face.

“What is he doing here…?” her mind raced as her fingers fumbled quickly with the hotel safety latch. She had only told him of her visit in passing conversation, certainly not expecting him to be standing on the other side of her door.

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The Lake [poem]

The first kiss

Like breaking the surface of placid water

With a flat stone

The ripples swelling

From your body to mine

And back

Climbing the banks of our skin

Making lines in the sand

Like the lines of my fingers

Tracing down your cheek

The splash an endlessly repeating echo

Like the breath we we try to catch

But can’t

Not when we’re close

A breathlessness giving away to moans

Our hands and fingers brush

And caress

Like the moon

Scattered and reflected on each swell

The light in your eyes

Glimmering and glowing

Just for me

Just for this

Our waves only grow

Out from the center of our kiss

Insistent and now

And now again

Skin prickling

Goosebumps and fire

My skin ablaze for you

A buzz

Like the insects near the water

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Hidden Pleasures – ch.3

Chapter 3

When Jennifer woke a few hours later it was dark outside. She hadn’t intended on actually sleeping when she had laid down after her bath, but she was glad she did.

A quick check of the clock showed that it was getting late and she would have to hurry if she wanted to be ready by nine.

Starting with the bustier, she wrapped it around herself, fastening the clasps down the front. She wasn’t used to something squeezing her the way this garment did, but she had to admit it felt good. It restricted her movement slightly, but wasn’t uncomfortable in any way.

Jennifer noticed she also stood straighter, shoulders back with her chest pushed out slightly. It looked and felt wonderful. There was also the added bonus of pushing her breasts up so she had cleavage, something she wasn’t used to seeing.

Next, Jennifer put the garter belt around her waist, then slide the toes of her left foot into one of the luxurious stockings. Pulling it up she attached the straps, doing the same with the other leg.She reached down to adjust one of the heels and ran a hand up her long leg. The silk felt amazingly smooth under her fingers. It gave her goose bumps. Slipping on the shoes and fastening the buckles she walked around, apprehensively testing the extremely high heelsand found they were surprisingly comfortable.

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Hidden Pleasures – ch.2

Chapter 2

Jennifer decided a long hot soak would be just the thing she needed.

As water filled the antique tub she poured herself another glass of wine.

The tile floor in the bathroom was cool and soothing on her tired feet.

Jennifer pulled her long dark hair into a ponytail and sipped her drink while studying her reflection in a full length mirror. She turned, looking at herself from different angles, pleased with what she saw.

Jennifer took good care of herself and it showed. Her gaze traveled from her long legs past the soft triangle of neatly trimmed hair on her mound, over her flat stomach, to her smallish but round breasts.

Moving her hand up across her flat belly to her chest, she cupped her right breast, caressing it gently. Her pink nipple hardened slightly at the touch and she pinched it between her finger and thumb, pulling it away from her body.

She took another drink while she watched herself, then set the glass on the countertop.

Jennifer was no stranger to self pleasure and although it may have been a bit narcissistic, her naked reflection was a huge turn on.