Rings

Rings

Why does she have a fucking cock ring? Where does she even get this shit? And why does she decide to use it every time we fucking go out.

I watch her as she gets up and goes to the bar to get a drink. While I’m talking with my friends, I get an instant feeling of pressure on my dick. I stop dead smack in the middle of my sentence. “You good cal?” I nod my head and I try to answer them. “Y-yeah I’m alright, just not feeling well all of the sudden.”

I move to try to stop it but it just gets worse and worse. I grab my water and I watch you walk back to the table.

“How are you, babe?” I look at her and I say through clenched teeth “I’m fine.” She grabs her phone and I feel the vibration come down only for it to go to the fucking maximum setting it feels like, two seconds later. I grab my hand resting on her lap to try and get her to stop. She turns towards me and she winks and grabs her phone.

Step Sister Corruption Part 57 – Day 13 Summer’s Frustration (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

I walked around my work at Pink’s Gym doing my job.

Today I was handling account management.  Definitely better than working custodial like I had been working months ago.  But my ultimate goal was working as an instructor and finally trainer.  That’s where the real money was was in those two sections.  Though I couldn’t cough at the weekly bonus checks working in accounts, I just didn’t like the quotas I had to meet in order to receive a bonus check.

Still I worked my ass off at work.

I only needed to pass 2 more tests before I can apply as an instructor.

And I was currently studying for the next test so I can pass it the first time so I don’t have to pay for it.  The company is willing to pay for the first test but after that any test came out of my pocket which varies depending on the test.

Luckily all the training material was on the internal online share drive.  I had printed out the next test material to study.

Surveillance State, Part 1

In the year 2039 on a quite snowy night, the Harper family prepared dinner in their luxurious Washington DC townhouse. Max, a young US Senator from New Jersey sat reading a tablet on the days political news. His wife Megan stood at the kitchen counter mixing a salad, humming a song. Their daughter Emmi sat doing her homework, taking notes with an old school pencil and paper. Lastly, their Android stood before the stove, preparing three steaks.

They named their android Renny, who was a top of the line all purpose Android made by an American company Boston Next Gen. The expensive android sold expensive Apps that would unlock new abilities but since they recently purchased it, they only had three of the most popular Apps installed. Cooking, laundry and cleaning. Renny looked a little like famed science fiction robot R2D2 with it’s domed head but not even the imagination of Star Wars could dream up all of Renny’s abilities. With two outstretched arms, Renny cooked the steaks to perfection and served the meal. As the family ate, the laundry app kicked in and it went down stairs. After the family ate dinner it went back up stairs and perfectly cleaned everything up.

She Gets Off in the Park [public] [masturbation]

She sat down on the bench in the park and took a look around. She wanted to make sure that no one could see her. The park was mostly empty with people moving about. It was dark so not too many people were hanging around. She unbuckled her pants and slid her hands into her underwear.

She found that she was already wet. She had been thinking about a guy that she saw on a train who was handsome and fit. His body came to mind as she began to play with herself. She rubbed her clit and softly moaned. His tall frame and gorgeous face made her rub herself faster. She wanted to fuck that stranger and have his cock inside her. She imagined his cock in her mouth and she moaned loudly.

She wondered how his cock would feel in her pussy and if he was big in size. Her hand moved faster in her underwear and she fell over the edge as her orgasm hit. She cried out into the night and her body trembled. Her hand still moved against her clit as she came. The man’s image still stayed in mind as her orgasm came down.

Tease

How many times can a guy handle a cocktease? Like there’s just one girl who loves to fucking tease you and stresses you out and make you work for it. And that’s you. The way you make my cock throb when I look at your ass when you bend down or when I’m fucking you from behind and I feel your walls clench around me. Or when I’m making you cum and you beg for me to let you cum even though you’ve been a bad…bad girl. I look down at my lap and you’re laid out over my lap, ass in the air, hands tied behind your back. “Mmm, my good little whore. All laid out pretty and waiting for me.” I bite my bottom lip and I rub my hands over her ass. “You ready for your punishment baby?” She turns her head and looks at me and I smile. “God, so fucking pretty gagged and tied. My good little fucking slut.” I lightly ghost my fingers over her skin and move down to the entrance of her pussy. I swipe one finger up her slit and groan out. “Look at you princess, making a mess between your thighs baby. Want me to fix it? Make it all better? Get rid of that awful knot in your stomach?” Her head quickly nods up and down as small whimpers leave her soft lips and I begin. “Count slut.” Left cheek, “one…” right cheek, “oh…two” left cheek “t-three”, right cheek but I slap it harder “oh… oh…”

Sparring Partners [FMM-bi] [Threesome] [Cuck]

So let me go back in time to when it all started and when I first met Sarah’s man, John. It was in a gym’s changing room, of all places.

I was just about to leave when a guy came towards me like he wanted to talk – a fully-clothed man for the record- but as a handsome 6 foot 2 guy with an accent it wouldn’t be the first time a gay guy would try to seduce me. Something I didn’t particularly appreciate as a straight man.

“That was some intense workout man! Are you training for something?”

I reluctantly responded, telling him that I did some boxing sparring and I did it to try keep up with the younger fighters.

“Oh nice! My girlfriend and I actually spar at the Celtic Club. She used to compete at State level.”

“Oh yea? Haven’t been to that club yet, guess I’ll have to check it out some day” I responded.

“Yea, it’s affordable and there’s some great talent. Anyways, have a good one!” He said as he went on his way.

[MF] Regular fantasy : Chapter 1

I switch off my alarm for 6am as it’s Sunday and turn towards you to cuddle in but I see you are awake too and you have an lazy smile plastered over your face.

I give a content sigh and slide towards you and you keep one arm under my neck while the other arm pushes my camisole’s strap to a side. You kiss on my should and lick my neck, suck the skin under my ear and whisper “good morning baby” to me.

Heat from your body is so comforting that I slide in more while replying you a ‘morning’ back.
Your roaming hands take that as a invite and you say that “ I missed you”.

Loving the heat of your hand and the feel of your rough hand and I take deep breath in and stretch which makes you take my breast in your hand give it a small squeeze. With my eyes still closed I give a sigh of pleasure and grind a little on your leg.
That just encourages you and you slide down a little so that you are on the level of my breast, push the camisole away and track nerves on my breast. My breath quickens and you look at me, waiting for my reaction.

The Princess and the Hand Me Down Prince[painal]

Now that her eldest sister had been married off it was now Victra’s turn. With the kingdom flourishing and oddly unmolested by ogres all of her sister’s suitors came back to claim Victra. 19 men of good breeding coming to claim their consolation prize.

 

Victra was a very tall lass with no shape to speak of. Her breasts and nipples, which were always at attention, were nearly the same size. And were it not for her skirts she would be a straight line in the back. On top of that body was the devastatingly beautiful face princesses are known for having. In truth many lords and ladies fantasized about what shapes they could bend that body in while watching that beautiful face staring back at them.

 

Alas it was not for the many lords and ladies to know. Victra was ultimately promised to the first of her sister’s past suitors. The wedding was a rather small affair since it had all been done before- at least for her betrothed, Bart. Some of the knowing ladies whispered that though the fair lady had an uneventful wedding the night would not be the same.

My first forray into [public] [nudity] (very mild) [F29][shy]

I live in a house that is a few miles from our nearest villiage, its mostly down quiet country lanes so I generally walk rather than drive.

Anyway a few weeks back I’d been reading stories on here all morning and got myself a bit *ahem* hot. Anyway I needed to realised I had to pop to the shops, so figured I would put my laptop away and come back to certain tabs later…

As I’m walking I keep thinking about different stories and how I wish I was brave enough to act on some of those fantasies. My walk takes me down one lane (more of a farmers track tbh.) that I’ve hardly ever seen anyone else use… I stopped as an idea started forming in my head… no-one comes down here… I got that nervous sort of feeling just like before you talk to a big group of people, mixed with that stupid energy you get when you’re a little too horny for your own good…

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The best night of my life [21M], after I broke up with my long-term girlfriend [21F] [Wholesome][Long-term][Vanilla]

**A new horizon:**

In the course of my college years, I thoroughly studied music theory and orchestration, and I was fortunate enough to promptly get hold of a job offering soon after I graduated. I was hired for a placement as the lead composer for a small growing company with several new projects. This also meant I had to move roughly 300kms away from where I’d lived my entire life, to pursue a novel path in my country’s metropolis.

Education in my country is affordable for the majority of the population, a modest part-time job, working 25 hours per week, was enough for me to pay my monthly tuition and keep ¾ of the total payout. I’m also moderately frugal and it’s quite unusual of me to spend money beyond absolute necessities, particularly because financial independence has always been of the utmost importance to me. But not because I intended to be abundantly rich, rather, it was for the sake of independence itself. Collectively, by the end of my 3 years in college, these factors, along with some motherly assistance, gave rise to my ability to amount enough money to afford a down payment for my own home.