The Wrong Door [Mf] [dubcon] [reluc] Part 2

“What’s your name sweetheart?” Another man asks. He’s sitting on one of the couches, drink in hand, staring me up and down like meat. 

“My name’s ah, Faye.” Fuck should have given a fake name. 

“Oh well Faye, that’s a very pretty name, why don’t you come over here, have a seat.”

His words have me scared out of my mind and I freeze. 

“I um, I wasn’t meant to come in this room,” I clamour. 

“What do you mean?” 

“I was just trying to charge my phone.” 

Two men are seated on couches, one is in the corner on a call whilst this is happening. The man that originally spoke to me is pouring himself a drink. He turns around now. I realise how good looking he is, tall, broad shoulders, sharp features. I’m biting my lip in anticipation of his answer. 

“Well maybe we did forget to call a girl then,” he sounds sombre. I am about to turn on my heel to leave when his eyes hold me in place. He rakes his gaze down my body, and I feel as if I am being fucked without him so much as touching a hair on my head.

The Wrong Door [Mf] [dubcon] [reluc] (Part 1)

Authors note: there is a lot of build up to this story and no sex in this part

Edit: idk why the formatting is so weird, this is my first time posting.

The night air pricks my skin. If there weren’t so many people around, I’d be a little afraid about being out alone so late. I squint down at my phone to call Brea. This isn’t the first time she has gotten lost in the city yet she still doesn’t understand not to wander off. As I’m typing the numbers my phone becomes slower, and slower… until finally I can barely finish trying to call her. I pull down the notification centre only to see I’m on 1-percent and I didn’t even realise. Fuck me, I’m stranded 

I look around, slowing my pace, the ambient lighting coming from all directions as people on the street move past me in fast succession. I walk for a little while, looking for a club, or pub, or some place that might let me use their phone or a charger. I am becoming tired of walking, quite quick. I spot a building with bright lights, and a small line-up out the door. There are all kinds of people trying to get in, this seems like a good sign.  

Giving Uncle Jack my most precious gift..

((Part 2 of 3))

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Uncle Jack reaches for my ass, lifting me up as I wrap my legs around his waist. He makes me feel weightless I can’t contain my excitement of what’s to come. I nuzzle my head into his neck and I breathe in his scent, musk and spice. Electricity is surging through my body and I can’t control my body from tingling.

He carries me from the kitchen, up the stairs and to his bedroom. He gently puts me down and I look at him and tell him to sit on the bed. I’ve waited so long for this moment I’m not about to skip a beat. Uncle Jack obeys, sitting on the edge of the bed watching me, his face filled with hunger.

I take a step back and smile, I want him to watch me closesly. I want him to see every inch of me. I take a deep breath and fold my arms, taking the ends of my shirt and slowly lifting it up and over my head. Jack leans back on the bed a little, speechless, enjoying every second of this private show, made specially for him.

That First Kiss (F/F) (extra short)

Her long brown hair fell perfectly down her back. The little black dress hugged her curves just right. She had the prettiest face, and mesmerising eyes. She was just gorgeous. My heart raced and my legs felt weak.

Our eyes met from from across the room. We exchanged glances over the next half hour, becoming more and more intrigued, taking each other in with desire in our eyes.

The voices around me became a blur, my focus was purely on this woman. Her eyes, her smile, her body… I was in awe. I walked towards her not even thinking, just acting on instinct. She turned around just as I approached her. Without a word, I took her hand and lead her outside to the garden where we would be alone.

I caught her eyes wandering over my body, while she bit her bottom lip. I turned towards her, pulled her in closer to me, and took her other hand in mine. I was so hot for her. I wanted every part of her. She had a the most erotic look in her eyes. Our breathing became deeper, our lips only inches away. Wanting and needing each other.

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My English teacher

My whole life I have always liked women older than me. Something about the curves of a mature women’s body set my 18 year old brain into overdrive, so it was no surprise that when I walked into my final English class of my senior year that my teacher caught my eye. She was what I envisioned my dream girl to look like. Long wavy brown hair, a large chest, skinny waist with wide hips, and you cannot forget about how perfect her ass looked. From the first day of class all I did was daydream what I wanted to do to her. I felt dirty and wrong for it, but my horny young adult mind had control. After I few days of being worked up from being around her I had to do something about it. That night I started thinking about her, I imagined what her soft skin would feel like, how her soft moans would sound as I kissed all over her body. Was it wrong to think about my teacher like this? Maybe, but I didn’t care. The more I thought about it, the harder I got until eventually I was slowly touching myself. I thought about her all night until I eventually I came. I felt terrible, I thought how uncomfortable my teacher would feel if she knew and I made a promise to never think of her like this again. The next day at school I couldn’t even look at her. The ball rang and I quickly got up and tried to leave but I heard her call me from behind “wait, we need to talk before you leave.” My face went red hot and I turned around to walk to her desk. She took her glasses off and asked “is everything alright? You seemed quite distant today?” I gulped and came up with a stupid response. Her head turned to the side with confusion, I don’t think she bought my story. I’ll never forget what she said next. “It’s okay to have the thoughts you are having”. My eyes widened and my heart started to beat out of my chest. “W-w-what do you mean” I stuttered. “I know how you think of me, I can see it when you look into my eyes” she responded. She spoke again “I’ve had the same thoughts about you for a very long time” she said as she stood up. She slowly walked around her desk and stood in front of me. She leaned in and whispered in my ear “I’m going to go lock the door”. I could feel blood rush to my dick as I watched her walk away. The yellow sundress she wore clung to her curves perfectly. I watched her ass as she walked to the door. She opened it, looked left and right, and shut the door. She turned back around to me and we locked eyes as I heard the clunk of the door locking. She walked over to me and softly pushed my shoulders backwards until I was sitting on her desk. I thought to myself “this can’t be happening” as her hands slowly caressed up my thigh. “Take your shirt off” she Instructed. I hesitated and she repeated herself. “Take your shirt off” she said firmly. I took it off and gently set it on the floor. She complimented my body as she went down to her knees. She undid my belt and my hands started gripping the edge of her desk. She locked eyes with me as she took off my pants and underwear. My dick flopped out and she let out a excited gasp. She bit her lip and took me into her hands. She slowly and softly went up and down. I tried my best not to start moaning already but couldn’t help myself. “I’m going to make you cum” she said. I had no words. She opened her mouth and licked from the base of my dick to the tip. Then put her lips around the tip. She brought her lips up and down, constantly making eye contact with me. I rested one of my hands on top of her head and pushed myself deeper in her throat. This excited her and made her go faster. I could feel her tongue up and down my dick while she blew me. “Slow down” I told her, not wanting to cum too soon. But this seemed to only excite her more and she went faster, now using her hand to slide up and down my shaft while her mouth focused on my tip. She stopped and started to stroke me slowly, her breathing was heavy “when you are going to cum, push my head down so you cum deep in my throat” My dick twitched at just the thought of that. I was not a virgin but I had never had an experience like this. She started up again right where she left off. Right as I started to orgasm I used both my hands to shove my dick deep inside her throat. My dick pulsed as I squirted hot cum deep inside her throat. I have never felt an orgasm so intense. She stood up while I caught my breath, she smiled and wiped her face with the back of her hand. “You have detention tomorrow” she said. “Meet in here after class, it’s my turn” she said while smiling.

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Coffee Break

You stumble to the end of another meeting that should have been an email, muttering a weary “Thanks, everyone” at your equally annoyed coworkers before leaving the meeting and heaving a sigh.

How does a week feel so long, right at the beginning? You’ve tabbed back to your email to see who needs what when you hear my steps behind you, feel my hands on your shoulders.

“Coffee break.” I murmur, my hands slipping down the front of your shirt to your chest and teeth clamping softly onto your earlobe. Your breath catches as I start to unbutton your shirt, brushing away your protests with a low chuckle.

“None of that is urgent, and you know it.” I swivel your chair around towards me with a flick of my wrist, taking your chin between my thumb and forefinger and aiming your face up at me. You open your mouth, the same obligatory, people-pleasing, “but they want a response right away” speech ready to burst from your lips, but I fill it with my thumb.

Fuck, my roommates are vampires and now I’m their… [Bisexual F/M/M/FTM]

There was something about taking showers while high that turned a normally pleasant experience into a super pleasant experience. Honestly if he wasn’t here to get his degree he’d be doing it all day. Afterall, mom and dad left him a handsome amount of money and always expressed that they wanted him to succeed in life. He wasn’t exactly sure if he wanted that too but at least he agreed it would be nice to make a fair amount of money so he wouldn’t have to worry about things like rent for the rest of his life.

Obviously Elmford University wasn’t too keen on drugs use on its lands but Nate had his skills in hiding the smell of weed and fuck he lost his parents so he could really use the mindnumbing effects of mary jane.

It was his first day at Elmford University and he had only met a couple of dormmates. Ellen, a tall blonde girl from the Netherlands with a lovely pair of tits. James, an American from the state of Pensylvania, who he accidentally walked in on naked when he left the shower. Nate was definetely not dissapointed by what he saw and James didn’t seem to mind him enjoying the sight. And lastly there was Marcel, he hadn’t seen the guy yet but James assured Nate he might be difficult but had a good heart.

Mother in Law’s approval Part 02

“Oh yeah gonna cum!” I grunted and my cock erupted. The fantasy I had running through my head made my cock toss off a full load, while my wife Janie lay beneath me, a bored, ‘get it over with’ look on her face. Ever since we’d gotten married, it was the same routine. Two months in, and she gives it up once a week, the same old song and dance.

She looked at me and said, “You done?” in an icy tone. I rolled off and she marched into the bathroom, and I could hear the sound of her douching out the load I had just pumped into her.

What a marriage, I thought she’d be hot and eager, and all I get is her urging me on to get it over with, while she moves just enough of her nightwear out of the way to allow my cock in. After that, hey-ho, off to the bathroom to get rid of my spunk.

To get myself warmed up, my 50-year-old Mother-in-law, Lisa Perkins, was my fantasy fuck. When she had dropped in on me, and given me a wild fucking and sucking session, just before I married Janie, she was not one to fade from my thoughts. Those big, luscious 38 boobs, her silver dollar-sized nipples that had riveted my attention when she bared them to me.

Meeting him for the first time…

This is an entry from my journal written about a year ago…

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So I broke up with my ex forever ago and then the pandemic started so I haven’t been chasing a lot of dick. I was quite leery of doing so with The Cooties floating about and then Governor DeathSantis doing so little and all, but I fired up FB dating to see who was out there. Frankly, I wanted to get my genitals touched and maybe choke on some myself. I got a shitton of likes immediately but one got my attention right away so I Liked him back.

I had mentioned in my profile being a nerdling with a penchant for trees and this lotsyoungerthanme year old incredibly handsome, well built 6’5 Ravenclaw hit me up. He is polite, soft but intelligently spoken, kind and likes the Devil’s lettuce so off I went for an evening of debauchery.