The Campout Pt. 4.1

The Campout Pt. 4.1

When the sun rose the next morning, there was a chill in the air. The cool spring morning was damp & foggy, the birds chirping in the woods around their tent. She woke with a chill & reached for him, but he was not laying next to her. Sitting up, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, allowing the blanket to fall, exposing her bare breast. Instantly her nipples hardened from the breeze blowing through the open screens on the tent’s walls.

Pulling the blanket back up, she searched through her bag for some clean clothes. Finding a pair of old blue jeans & her favorite lavender-colored sweater, she pulled them on quickly to help warm her body. Standing, she stepped through the tent flap, & found him at the campfire, cooking breakfast. The aromas of sausage & eggs filled her nostrils as she inhaled deeply. Her tummy growled in hunger as she approached him near the fire’s edge.

( M19 ) Turned being Toxic into a fantasy

Background – this was an Era where I felt and was Ruthless understand I was with this one girl dated her until she showed me a streak with her and this other girl and I asked who that was cause I know all her friends, She showed me a full body picture of this girl I said She thickkk asf, Turns out they were bsf and she got mad at me for saying it but i played it off as a Joke. I kept dropping the idea of a threesome as a joke but slowly got more serious about it. She constantly refused till one day she said fuck it and said whatever and sent me her bsf @. me and her start talking even tho my girl was pissed abt it, Sooner or later after a few links tg Her bsf got obsessed and wanted to fuck. She wasn’t expecting this to happen cause her bsf is detached but she didn’t know her bsf is a slut for my veins. Once during a link together her bsf went ahead nd wrapped herself around my arm and while my girl wasn’t looking took my hand and started touching herself, We were all chilling on the couch so I pretended I was sleep. Story for another time.

Married Coworker let me cum on her face before going back to her cop husband

Years ago when I was single and working as a manager in security, I had a coworker who was a short petite pinay woman. We got along and flirted but I never crossed the line because I knew she was married and I was her boss…. One day she was drinking tequila on the job and venting to me about her husband cheating on her and I took a few shots with her and we ended up making out.. we carried on at work as if nothing happened for 2 weeks and then she said she just wanted to hang and “talk” with me in my car during a grave shift.. one thing lead to another and she was rubbing my dick through my work pants and I pulled it out. She asked me to keep it a secret and then put all 8 inches of my dick in her mouth. We then went into my backseat and fucked without a condom.. I’m a tall guy but her being petite was perfect for the backseat to move into positions and make her cum several times. It took everything out of me not to cum inside her but I told her I was going to cum and she quickly moved her face to take my load and swallow some of it.. as we were cleaning up and she was getting ready to go home she still had cum on her lips. I asked her if she’d go home like that and she said “why not? I like it” and she went back home like that to her husband.. we hooked up a few more times always at work in different locations and since I was the boss I could open up different buildings so we could have it all to ourselves. I eventually left the job but on my last week she admitted to me that her husband had never cheated on me but she just wanted to experience what it was like to be with another man, to this day her husband doesn’t know he would kiss her with my cum on her lips..

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The Customer Is Always Right (an Institution story) [mf] [bondage] [cnc]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

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A convention had rolled into town with one of the panels being a large group of Handlers who decided to stay at a local hotel. The hotel owner, who was a fan of the Institution and their work, saw a business opportunity and was hoping to get a good word in for his hotel to become an associate with the Institution. Implementing slaves into their services and get that financial boost he so desperately needed. However, before he could get a word in with a Handler, they demanded a slave to be sent to their room. Mistaking his hotel for one that was already signed up with the Institution. Try as he might, he couldn’t convince the Handler that his hotel didn’t provide such services. But as he saw his young front desk worker Daphne clocking in, he saw his golden ticket.

Pumping My Wench Full Of Salty Cum [MF] [F35] [M40s] [Pirate] [Fantasy Roleplay] [Rum] [MDom] [FSub] [BDSM] [Cunnilingus] [Teasing] gentle[Degradation] [Rough] [Doggy Style] [Blowjob] [Throatpie] [Aftercare]

(This is my first venture into a fantasy / fiction story – I hope you enjoy!)

The Man-O’-War finally docks after a long day sailing on the open ocean. The captain and crew have all gone to shore, eager to spend some time drinking and enjoying the delights that the local whores have to offer. It is a bright warm day with smooth, calm waters. I was happy to volunteer to remain the lone pirate aboard the ship… well, I’m not really alone. It’s just me and my favorite tavern wench.

After I do my routine checks aboard the ship, I notice that my beautiful wench is nowhere to be found. I look everywhere for her, but there’s one place I have yet to search, one place I honestly didn’t expect her to be – the Captain’s Quarters.

I cautiously open the door and there she is: sitting on top of the Captain’s desk in nothing but a black leather corset, thigh-high boots, and the Captain’s finest hat. Her legs are spread and between them, sitting on the desk is an open bottle of rum. I can tell that the bottle is the only thing hiding her delectable pussy from my view. She gives me her signature cheeky smirk as she lifts the bottle and brings it up to her lips as if to take a drink. Instead, she pours it down her chest for it collect in her cleavage.

Parents sleepover

With Alex’s parents now in contact with me and Alex and Kylie being willing to meet up with them we had to work out the details. Eventually they agreed to come over for lunch after they left church on a Sunday. I got a text message from them the morning they were supposed to come over, they told me the church had a group prayer for them and prayed for a positive reunion with their daughters today. I rolled my eyes and didn’t respond. At around 1pm there was a knock on the door, I went and answered it. As they said they were there for lunch so I invited them in and we walked to kitchen where Alex and Kylie had been drinking a bit, they were nervous about this lunch with their parents for the first time in a while. Their parents rounded the corner into the kitchen and immediately stopped in their tracks, “what are you girls wearing?!” Their mom blurted out. “House attire” Alex responded with confidence. “House attire is naked??” “Yes”.

Naughty Coworkers [MF] [Oral] fiction

*Another tedious Tuesday morning at work.* As I mindlessly entered data into the computer, I found myself fantasizing about my coworker.

From across the room, I could see he had just come in after his gym workout, muscles straining against his too-tight button-down shirt. I glanced lower and saw his bulge and felt a tingle between my legs.

*God, he was hot.*

He still had a sheen of sweat on his throat and as he breezed past, I got a whiff of his aftershave and body scent. It smelled spicy and warm and I imagined what it might be like to feel his strong jaw rub against my inner thighs, leaving his scent on me.

“Hi Kelly,” he greeted me. “What’s new?”

I gulped my coffee too fast and started to choke. He’d never paid me any attention, and I assumed it was our twenty-year age difference.

“Whoa,” he said, patting me on the back. His hand was warm and I did my best not to writhe against it. “Easy there,” he smiled at me, his warm brown eyes twinkling behind his glasses. He looked like Clark Kent with them and his clean-cut dark brown hair.

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Crossing a line. Pt1 [FM] [Slow burn] [Teasing]

I finally did it. After 3 months of hard work, my project was finally coming to an end. All that was left was a couple of weeks to tie up loose ends and I was finished. The week before, my coworker, Mark, had casually mentioned going out to celebrate and when he saw my face light up, it was decided. So, all day we chatted about what we should do after work. He was from the area so I relied on him to decide where we would go. A couple months ago he had dragged me out to have dinner and drinks, saving me from a frozen meal or takeout alone in my hotel room, only to find out I can just about keep up with him shot for shot. It had become almost a weekly occurrence ever since.

I told my husband that I would be staying in town one extra night this week to go out to have some fun and still be safe. He had been very understanding as each week in this job I would stay in a hotel close to work instead of driving home late at night. Neither of us would admit it but it was a relief and an excuse for both of us to ignore the issues we were having. But tonight? Tonight, would be a night to celebrate a job well done.

Sunday Mass [F19][M45]

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore, honor God with your bodies.”

“Have confidence in your leaders and submit to their authority, because they keep watch over you as those who must give an account. Do this so that their work will be a joy, not a burden, for that would be of no benefit to you.”

The Lord has commanded me to look after my flock, to guard and guide their souls so that they may one day partake in the joys of eternal salvation. It is too big a burden for some to bear, but through the strength of our Savior I’m able to carry out my duty, no matter how challenging at times. For it is God’s will that I carry their burden and help them cleanse their hearts. All these years I’ve been committed to serving my congregation with humility and compassion, being a source of comfort and understanding, a safe place for those who feel lost. I encourage my children to be honest about their struggles, to not judge lest they be judged, to forgive how they want to be forgiven. I welcome them all with open arms, filled with gratitude for the trust they have placed in me.

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Camp Williams [MF][Light Fdom]

The radio-alarm clock on Corporal Davis’s bed woke him as it crackled into life. He hit the button above the red digits reading “03:00” and groaned. He hated waking up this early, but it was the only way he could make it to the gym before his shift started and he knew he would be too tired to go afterwards. Military operations on Camp Williams ran 24/7 and Davis had been stuck with an early start for the last three weeks. He preferred to work out at this time anyways, the gym was always empty and it was before the heat of the middle-eastern sun was enough to make you sweat without any need for a workout.

He entered the gym at 03:15, surprised to find he wasn’t alone this morning. His supervisor Sergeant Parker was there and already well into a workout of her own. A no-bullshit woman in her late 20s, her direct attitude and career success had garnered the usual “bitch” comments from the guys beneath her (though never to her face of course) and accusations that she was trying to prove something. The rumours of her recent divorce going around camp had only added to this impression (“Who could blame him?” they’d say) even if four months in this place had many of the guys’ relationships with their own wives and girlfriends back home on the rocks. She gave a slight upward nod to acknowledge his arrival but seemed otherwise indifferent to his presence. Davis grabbed some weights and a bench and began his workout. Sgt. Parker continued lifting across the room from him with what he had to admit was an impressive amount of weight.