The Farm Life (Part 14) [NB][Hucow][Breeding][Knotting][Drugged]

Alex was sitting in their room watching TV and relaxing, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in!” Alex said.

The door opened and Greg stepped through, he had a worried expression on his face. “How are you doing Alex?” He asked, entering the room. “I heard about Carter, he’s left and he won’t be coming back.”

“My ass is sore, probably going to bruise, but I’m okay otherwise, he couldn’t really hurt me.” Alex said, smiling at Greg, thrilled he was back.

Greg nodded, “Do you need time to recoup from that? Would you like to see Dr. Teff at all?”

Alex smiled at their favourite person in the whole farm, “No Greg, but thank you, I’m okay to keep going.”

Greg looked over Alex’s body, “Looks like you need a milking, and after what happened there’s no chance the bull’s seed took, what with Carter flooding your insides with that soap…. God Alex, I’m so sorry you experienced that.” He reached out a hand and gently patted the top of Alex’s knee.

Trapped in a Massage Chair [F] [Robot] [M?] [Brief dubcon] [Fiction, obvs]

Bex would say she wasn’t uptight, but isn’t that what all uptight people say? “I just like things a particular way. I’m really very chill. Will you please use a coaster?!”

Not a single strand of her golden locks was ever out of place. Clean, pressed clothing, matching accessories, the whole lot. Bex would say she felt more comfortable that way, but her friends would have a hard time ever recalling a time that she seemed comfortable.

In fact, she didn’t even refer to herself as “Bex” or even “Becky.” It was always “Rebecca,” even in emails to friends.

*Please RSVP by noon on August 23rd. Thank you. Regards, Rebecca*

“Bex” was forced upon her, not unlike the bar outings and overnight holidays her friends would drag her along to. They delighted sometimes in introducing her to men as “Bex” and watching the way her left eye twitched slightly before she took his hand, saying “actually, I prefer Rebecca.”

She wasn’t rude or mean. She was actually quite funny in her own ways. She could hold a drink or two, and to her credit would always participate (to some degree) in the activities her friends arranged. There was just a tenseness about her, as though she walked through life with her jaw clenched.

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Floating

Limbs trembling.
Mind suspended, somewhere between worlds.
Physical vessel entrusting you with secure landing.
A loss of control, fueled by our blissful encounter.

Inhaling.
Lungs expanding.
Natural instincts gratifying impermanence.

Weightless wanderer.
Enveloped in kaleidoscope colors.
Consciousness exploding, exploring, searching.

Floating.
Senses heightened.
I hear your breathing, feel your fingers lace into mine; breadcrumbs, leading me back to you. Sated.

C. Stephens

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Her Submission I

She stood firm and upright.

Her soft dress rested gently on the contours of her frame.

Ripples in the fabric spontaneously occurred when her nerves surfaced in a momentary shake.

Her deep luscious lips slightly parted as her breath became weighted.

Her auburn hair flowed over her shoulders.

A lustrous static sea of red.

I walked up to her and stood barely an inch from touching her.

Her eyes, lost in fear and anticipation, stared into mine.

I could feel the warmth of her breath against my mouth.

Another tremor surfaced, it travelled through her body to her head.

I took my hand and placed it just below the cut of her dress.

I left it to rest for a moment on the naked skin of her lower thigh.

I enjoyed the exchange of our different warmth’s as they became one.

Slowly, slowly, I moved my hand up, lifting her dress as I went.

I could feel the natural form of her thigh as it broadened its shape and width.

Slowly, tenderly, I continued up until I could feel the fabric of her underwear.

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The Farm Life (Part 13) [NB][Hucow][Impact][Brat/Fdom][Non-Con]

Greg walked Alex back to the field on the lead, letting Alex free when they finally crossed the fence line to safety.

“You should go get a wash down, it’s almost been a week.” Greg suggested.

“Will you be giving the wash?” Alex asked, secretly hoping to spend more time with Greg.

Greg shook his head. “Sorry lovely, but I have to go see a sow that’s about to give birth. Someone will be there to help you though.” He stroked Alex’s face and under their chin, paused to smile, and then turned and walked away.

Alex was sad that Greg was leaving, but trusted his experience as they headed to the washing area of the barn.

Their breath left them when they saw who was in charge of washing today. “Hello Alex.” Carter beamed, his usual pleasantly fake smile at seeing Alex.

Alex both felt wetter at the idea of being vulnerable in front of Carter, and also the thought to run occurred to them as well. “Hello Carter, in charge of the washing station today I see?” Alex said, emboldened by what they had just said to the bull in the pasture.

Open letter to the guy whose wife I fucked *TRUE*

I’m posting this just to get it off my chest, though I don’t feel guilty, far from it.

I know you spend time on here, on these nsfw subs, so I know chances are, you’re reading this.

You know me, I could be an acquaintance, your colleague, your close friend, maybe I’m related to you.

Maybe I use some expressions that guys in your area don’t use, well maybe I’m that guy you know who isn’t from here originally.
Or maybe I just don’t want you to guess who it is?

Have you noticed the spring in her step the last few weeks?
Has she smelt different at any point?
Tasted… different?

If you figure out who I am, I’m sure you’ll want to exact some revenge.
To tell my wife?
To try to fuck my wife?

Honestly? It was my wife’s idea.
I’ve been training her to become freeuse after she confessed she liked the idea, I’ve been training her to misbehave and degrade herself in all manner of ways, mostly at home, some in public.

Teaching My Friend to Give Head [FFM] (Diary Entry, Blowjob, Lesson)

November 6, 2021

Dear Diary,

I gave my friend Ava a little lesson in sucking dick today. Ava is a pretty conservative girl, so she hasn’t really been with a lot of guys. Hardly any now that I think about it. She recently has been getting wilder and has caught the eye of one of her coworkers. She was telling me that she was nervous about scaring him off by being inexperienced in bed. I decided to help her out and give her a few lessons.

I decided to start with sucking cock. An easy way to make any guy a fan of yours, is to suck a mean dick. I invited her over this afternoon along with one of my fuck buddies, Brian. “The good thing about sucking dick, is that you can do it almost anywhere. The crazier the place the better. A guy will go wild if you ask to give him a blowjob in an unexpected setting.”

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I (M28) slept with my Wife’s (28) younger sister (f23) at their brother’s wedding

I could give more backstory, but suffice it to say I used to be a couples dance instructor in 2010, and had taught both sisters to dance.

Almost a year ago, my wife Selah and I went to a fundraiser, and had Noa, her little sister babysit our 2 boys. My wife is really pretty. Taller then average, but not much. Auburn hair and brown eyes. She’s around 120 pounds, and has small but pert breasts. I just wanted to get that out there.

I was leaving the fundraiser early, to catch a bit of a concert a High School friends band was doing. I drove home, which Noa was expecting. I was just there to change, but we always had had really good chemistry, so we wound up talking for awhile. Back when I had been a dance instructor, Noa had a big crush on me. Every since then, we’ve always enjoyed being just a little flirty.

The Step-Daughter [Short-Story (Epilogue)]

I’m sitting in my chair in the living room and she walks in.

Wearing a short, red skirt and a tight white t-shirt. She has ankle socks and gym shoes. No bra and no panties on, not that I am aware of the latter part yet.

“Hey, dad!” She gleefully announces her arrival.

She walks over and stands above me, taking the position of power and dominance that is now always hers.

It started two or so years ago, and I was in control. Using my twenty-something step-daughter, educating and developing her. But she soon realised that the power was all hers and she grabbed hold of it with both hands.

She squats down between my legs, her skirt riding up her curvy, but athletic thighs.

I was lost when she entered the room and now I am completely disarmed and her complete plaything and toy.

“Uh, hey, sweetheart.” I stutter as I’m hypnotised by her physical presence and my desire for her attention along with my duty and urge to satisfy her.

She takes her hand and rubs it over my groin, rubbing my cock, ‘her’ cock through my jeans.