Futa Cum Industries (prequel) [M, Futa] [Femdom]

(3 years before we meet Jag at Phoenix.)

“First dollar,” asked the well dressed young man sitting across the fashionable and darkly stained desk from Jag. His name was Qwan and he had gestured to a spot behind Jag. Jag didn’t need the years of experience to discern the intern across from him —who was interviewing for a full time position— was likely drenching his own arm pits.

Jag swiveled his comfy throne-like chair to gaze at the framed display on the glass shelf behind him. He didn’t turn around to speak to Qwan, giving the intern a long unobserved moment to collect himself and slow his heart rate.

“Yes it is, I know right? Dirty worthless paper money and all. This dollar meant a new life for me though, meant I could earn a living instead of taking one. Could finally be a fucking human being. That’s why you’re here, right Mister Gaspard?

He figured he’d given him enough time and swiveled back, “Too earn a living?”

One hell of a birthday Present! (Lucifer x Helltaker)

One hell of a birthday gift!

A warm, sunny day. Beautiful in all its elements, the sky, the grass. Although it was colder now, approaching the fall season, the home of demons and a singular man was still warm and heated as it always had been, In all senses of the word.

But today.

Today was different.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Cerebrus cried with joy, little poppers in their hands, the speckles going everywhere across the living room floor. Next thing he knew, Cerebrus was all over the floor, rolling in the stuff with the utmost glee.

Helltaker sat on the couch, a surprising smile on his face. today was going to be good day. He did not care what the demons did today, as long as he was happy. He was going have a good birthday goddamit. Although he tried to convince himself the past few months of demon-caring-hood were worth it, the initial effect had begun to wear off, and he now saw them instead as troubling roommates.

Of course, not all the time, to be. Ahem. Devils advocate, so to speak. He though to himself what he would do today.

(MMF) First time subbing (BDSM) (Gentle Femdom) (Bi)

You are sitting on the couch, the latest book you’ve been pitched sitting in your hands as you read. The sunlight through the window dapples your long, smooth legs which are curled beside you on the couch as you read. It has been a few hours now, and the book is fine. It will not win any awards, but if you waited for the next Rowling or King, you’d never get anything published. That said, you could definitely use a break. 

You call my name, and my voice carries from the kitchen, “Yes?” 

“I need your help,” you say, and because of your tone and the words, I know what kind of help you need. I quickly toss a towel over the masa dough in the bowl and wash my hands. Then I hurry into the room. 

“Come here,” you say, curling a finger at me and then putting it at the floor beside you. I blink and raise an eyebrow, my cheeks burning and kneel in the spot. 

“Good boy,” you say and my cheeks burn hotter and my cock strains against the denim of my jeans. 

“Thank you, ma’am.” 

Peenus Weenus

My peenus is as my weenus
And it would seem thus
That when I cream I cuss
I stream, I blush
I scream, then hush
A dream, a rush
Sushi and crab legs
Stack ’em, crack ’em and smash ’em

The longevity of a bean-pole
The long-leg-lady, the cream-hole

Thank you, and to ALL… A very. Good. Night.

I (m33) fuck my boss’s daughter (f24) pt.3

Lilian runs over to her purse, grabs something out of it and starts slowly making her way back to the bed. Her hands are behind her back as she makes it to the edge of the bed. She hands something to me and she climbs into bed.

I look down and realize I’m holding a tube of lube. I look over at her and she is on all fours, back arched and ass in the air.

I get on my knees behind her, she sighs and stretches into a deeper bend. I squeeze some lube onto my thumb and place it on her asshole. I start rubbing in little circles, I squeeze more lube onto my thumb and I hear her sigh as I continue to rub her butthole.

I grab my cock and slide it into her pussy as I keep playing with her ass. I start fucking her as I slowly start pushing my thumb into her butt. There was a little resistance at first but as I slid my cock out of her pussy her ass swallowed my thumb. I left my thumb in her ass and I shoved my dick back into her pussy.

Kunal gets cucked for first time. Wife gets her guilty pleasure from a rough fuck by stranger.

Kunal has newly joined the office when he met his collegemate Varun . Soon they became quite good friends , going to each other’s house for dinner and going on road trips together . Kunal was married while Varun wasn’t . Varun would always jokingly flirt with kunal’s wife sarika . Sometimes kunal would ignore it but many a times , it made him twitch in his pants , kunal couldn’t its reason . As the time flew by , Kunal would often think about Varun thoughts about Sarika . One day Kunal and Varun were in the Bar , they got quite drunk , and as they both went out of talks , the topic soon drifted to Sarika . Varun became bolder and bolder , and Kunal became turned on by every passing single second . The talk reached to an extent where Kunal showed Varun her pics in Bikini , how she looked like . The night went on and the talks went on , and soon Varun confessed that he had been flirting with sarika and she had been flirting back with him . Kunal couldn’t believe Varun , but Varun took out his phone and showed him their texts , Kunal mind got flooded with mix of emotions , he was angry , ashamed and turned on at the same time . As the night proceeded , the talks became hotter and at one point as Varun said that sarika was one hot woman , and he wont mind banging her like her whore , Kunal lost it . He came inside his pants as he whimpered and trued to control his moans . As soon as Kunal came to his senses , he was feeling raged and betrayed , how could sarika flirt with another but more angry over himself what talks he had done . Varun gave a pat at kunal’s shoulder and went out of the bar . Kunal Could not sleep whole night , the more he thought about it , the more frustrated he became about it but soon kunal’s hormones took over him as he thought about it . That night kunal jacked off 2 times more thinking about his wife sleeping with someone else . Though Kunal restrained for few days talking to Varun but he finally gave in . Now every now and then , Varun would tell about his developments towards sarika , Kunal though would feel jealous but also felt excited about it meanwhile Varun would just joke about it . Kunal had a business meeting coming up about which he forgot to tell sarika . All of a sudden when sarika started to ask Kunal about his whereabouts , where he was going , when he was coming , kunal added 2 and 2 became suspicious . The whole office knew Kunal might leave for a business trip on upcoming Sunday . When kunal announced about trip to sarika , he could see her trying to hide her excitement and acting up she will be waiting on him .Just before one day prior to trip , kunal joked to Varun , how sarika would be all alone on Sunday in his own house and Varun too replied as a joke “he wont mind popping Sarika’s Anal Cherry”

It’s just too big to hide…

My girlfriend and I were at crowded sandy beach, really crowded. We had a blanket spread out and a cooler with water, soft drinks and snacks.

My girlfriend and I had been seeing each other for about 3 months, had about 20 dates, prior to today. I liked her. She was fun to be with and she loved sex, especially she loved giving head.

As soon as we got situated and settled into our spot, she started staring at my crotch and I knew she wanted to suck my dick, again. She always wanted my dick in her mouth and I always loved the warmth of her mouth on it. I like her, in part, because of her constant horniness. It matched mine. She didn’t say anything about sex but kept looking at my crotch all the same. I couldn’t help it. The more she looked at my crotch, the harder I got. The harder I got, the more she looked. Shortly, I was rock hard and, because of my size, it was like trying to hide a flagpole in my swim shorts. I had to adjust it so the head of my cock wouldn’t poke out from under the waistband of my shorts. A precum spot was forming, becoming apparent, at my cockhead’s new adjusted location.