[FFFF] White girl turned into Chicanas’ pet

Riley’s dad had gotten a giant promotion that came with the catch of relocating to a new city. Riley wasn’t too happy about moving and leaving all her friends behind but the opportunity was too good and her parents insisted on it. On top of which Riley’s mom had way too much time on her hands and came up with the idea of putting Riley in a public school. She had been in private schools all her life and her mother thought it was a good idea for her to get some experience with public schooling, even if it was just for her last year of high school.

Riley stepped through the threshold of the front door and was immediately disappointed. No longer were there the clean white tiles and spotless rows of lockers with neatly dressed students. The tiles were white but they seemed to have a thin layer of permanent dirt on top of them. There were rows of lockers but a lot of them were chipping paint or mangled in some way. The students were all dressed haphazardously in all different colors and shapes, which would normally be a good thing if half of them didn’t look like hooligans. The slight scent of mildew hung in the air and tickled her nostrils. She knew she would not be having a fun time here and cursed her mother for this stupid idea. It was too late to make a change so she’d just have to stomach it and keep her head down for the year.

[F4$$MMMMM] Sister Anna Enjoys the Cock-Pleasure Business

**Perhaps you have seen videos of me with my mouth, pussy or anus full of big, thick, glorious, eager, cocks.** Perhaps you have seen bursts of semen splashing my face. These things happen. Perhaps you are a boy, and you have jacked your own glorious, eager cock, and spurted your own cream as you watched these videos. These things occur. Human occurrences on a daily basis. I usually get paid very well for such videos, though 80% of the time, the people involved do not really give a rat’s ass about each other. They are there for the cash. Everyone gets used like a slab of meat. 20% of the time it is not so bad, with a few normal, rational humans involved. Once every few years, one or two of the people involved even love each other.

Mf naked surprises come when you least expect them.

Time goes slow when you are dealing with unfamiliar situations in familiar places. The past had moved on for me but everything around me still felt like it was so near. Everything still seemed to have her touch on it, the bed, the couch, every spot we made love on, every spot we argued, sometimes the first in quick succession after the latter. I had few ties and enough reasons to leave, so I picked up a teaching job somewhere far abroad. Despite the humble surroundings and the meager pay there were many boons. We each got a room of our own in something that resembles a student dorm and we had many amenities that we shared. The rooms had no further amenities, but at least they were private and looked out over the mountains.

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How to Seduce a Woman- Sometimes men need a little guidance.

“You know why you’re single, Will,” my mouth said. A slight slur was audibly perceptible as I’d likely had too much wine.

“What?”

“Well, why you’re single.” I could hardly back down now. No matter how hypocritical it was. Here we were, sitting on his couch, after a friendly dinner, a bottle of wine and several drinks. The both of us single, and no love life on the horizon. Will’s love life seemed easier to fix than my own.

“Do tell. Why am I single?” he asked sardonically. It had been awhile since he’d humoured my desire to psycho-analyze him.

“Well,” I began after setting my now empty cocktail glass on the coffee table and settling back on the couch, one leg tucked under the other. “You’re too shy. And you don’t know how to go about seducing a woman.”

“What?” he pouted. Of course he pouted. His fragile male ego couldn’t allow him to admit that, yes, he was rather hopeless in the art of seduction.

My (F31) Exploration Into Free Use Kink With Stranger (M45)

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My name is Lea. I am a 31-year-old ginger woman who works as an accountant. Standing at 5’3 I have always been a tiny voice who kept quiet. Now I am a curvy woman, who is not overweight but a little chubby. Many men liked me for my large 36DD breasts that were milky white and sprinkled with freckles across my chest. Even though I was short, my proportions were always extra curvy to make up for it. Being a shy girl, I did not always appreciate the attention it drew out of men so I dressed like a librarian or teacher. Always a modest lady.

After my 30th birthday, I began to feel like the fun years of being adventurous had passed me by. I was single with no children after spending my 20’s being too shy to get close with any man for too long. Over the years I only had a handful of relationships that lasted long-term. Most of the time we lost interest in each other after a couple of months. I had always been a shy girl and hoped I would have grown out of it as an adult. Unfortunately, I did not.

My First Maid Job (MF) (cheating) (teasing)

I remember when the wife hired me, she called me cute, liked my long blonde hair and tiny waist. I reminded her of her younger days. She offered me a uniform dress, said the last maid wore it but it was optional. Having gotten off to some French made porn, I was delighted to try it on for myself.

When I first started, I noticed the wife was a workaholic, never around, always on business trips. I never saw the husband either, locked in his study. Nevertheless, I paraded around that big house in the tiny dress and black cheeky bikini panties. One day, I noticed the study door was open. I walked in and noticed dust everywhere. I couldn’t have it! So I set myself to dust every inch of that study. I accidentally knocked over a potted plant on a table by the window. It shattered and got dirt all over the carpet. I bent down to clean it up when the husband walked in. He immediately pulled me away from the mess and asked what on earth I was doing in the study. I explained the dust and my job but he didn’t seem pleased. He bent me over his desk so my ass was exposed under the tiny dress and smacked it hard with the palm of his hand. It was shockingly pleasurable. He smacked it again and again until my ass was throbbing.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 43

Anna is shocked by the luxury of Wyatt’s master bath. She knows she shouldn’t be by now but the extravagance of this lifestyle still takes her a moment to adjust. He has a tub alright. A jacuzzi the size of a small pool. She turns on the jets and lowers her aching muscles down into the warm, bubbling water. Her mind and body is spent. The wildness of the situation. The jet lag. The intense, deeply, deeply satisfying sex… This is the first moment she feels she has had all to herself in days. She sighs as the waters soothe her aching muscles and swollen womanhood. She lays her head back and closes her eyes.

As she drifts off her dreams are full of passion, shared moments with Bruce, but also fear that everything could be stripped away in a moment. Everything about this is so foreign to her that she’s not sure if she should scream and run or attack it head on. Either way, she’s a long way from Ohio and…

And…

The Old Perverts’ Club (Age gap, non consensual, degradation, masturbation, piss etc)

Warning: This story contains depiction of non consensual sexual interactions. The writer does not condone such acts in real life.

Joe was fifty-eight years old when he discovered the Old Pervert’s Club.

He always new he was a bit of a pervert. He always had a thing for young girls, preferably eighteen or nineteen years old, and had the filthiest fantasies about them. He wasn’t afraid of admitting that to himself. Lately, his fantasies had been taken up to eleven when eighteen year old Lisa and her mother moved into the neighbourhood.

Lisa’s single mother worked all day and night and was seldom around. Lisa was a tall blonde with blue eyes, luscious dick-sucking lips, huge breasts and a pert ass. She often wore low-necked tops and booty shorts that sent all of Joe’s blood downstairs. ‘

Femdom: Chance to Serve Goddess Sa Part 1

I got a call from Goddess Sa. She said she is travelling to my city the coming month. She will be staying for a month and this could be my chance to serve her. This was exciting and the next month was the slowest month in the history of time. The day finally arrived and Goddess Sa was put up in a friends apartment. As instructed I reached the apartment at 4:00 AM to avoid being noticed by the neighbors.

I was filled with joy when I saw my goddess open the door for me. She had clearly been woken from from sleep and looked rather irritated on having to open the door for me. I wanted to apologize but she cut me out and asked me to follow her to the store room. She asked me to remove all my clothes and sit in  the corner of the storeroom. Here was a chain that was bolted on one end to the wall. Goddess promptly took the other end and without a word put it around my neck, locked it there with a padlock and walked out of the store room. All this happened so quick I hardly had any time to react. As she was walking out i asked her how long was I supposed to stay here. She did not respond. It was almost like she never heard anything. She turned the lights off on her way out, locked the door of the storeroom behind her and I was left in total darkness and total silence.