Coercion, Part 1 (MF)

(I apologize in advance for any typos, this was done entirely from an app on my phone. Feedback would be wonderful!)

She finally reached her vehicle parked along the treeline. Fumbling around in her purse, her fingers wrapping around the cluster of keys. For a moment she stood by the driver side door, the sun was setting in the distance, a beautiful mosaic of oranges, yellows and reds. She leaned back and closed her eyes. It was a beautiful night but it had been such a long day.

She was burnt out on her job. Working a desk for 10 hours a day, her supervisor not the most congenial person she’d met, weighed on her. She was thinking through the day. The man had gotten onto her for some of the simplest mistakes. A typo on an email she had needed to proofread for him that had gone out to the district; a numerical error that she had fat fingered had a price quote with a $10 discrepancy; and she had forgotten his dry cleaning two days ago and he was still upset about that, bringing it up twice today.

Final Fantasy : Friends in Need – Chapter 5 (MF, FF Final Fantasy, Fang, Lightning, Vanille, Big Cock, Strapon, Sexting, Rough)

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One evening after a round of intense training with her soldiers, Lightning was enjoying some intimate time with Hope. She had put her soldiers through grueling battery after battery. Now, the busty and athletic sergeant from Bodhum was being fucked almost brutally by her boyfriend.

“Uhaah…. Ahnn.. fuck.. fuck Hope… fuck me… yes… fill me out with your big thick cock…. Make my pussy scream… Ohwaaahh…” The heroine Lightning started cumming all over her boyfriend’s cock as her fingers scraped against the wall behind her bed’s headboard. Her body rested on her knees and her hands were plastered against the wall as Hope continued to fuck her doggy-style. Lightning’s aqua eyes closed and her pink hair shook and flew wildly while Hope’s rigorous thrusts made her entire body quake. Occasionally, the woman’s light-rosy curls clung to the sweaty surface of her shoulder blades as her pussy was ravaged by her handsome boyfriend.

[MF] From Platonic Friends to Make-Up Sex

Those first few years of my early twenties felt much like the college years before them: I didn’t move too far from my college town—and neither did many of my college friends—so we mostly stayed in touch and continued hanging out.

Although we were all making our way in the world, that didn’t mean we were suddenly different people. With no one was this more true than Kim.

Kim and I had been friends for a few years, but—as one might expect—our graduation trip the year before had changed things a bit. Although we’d never really discussed that night of mutual masturbation we shared, but we both clearly never forgot.

One night after a party in my apartment, Kim and I had some sort of stupid argument (as friends sometimes do), and we ended up alone at the end of the party to talk it out. I ended up next to Kim on the couch with my arm around her, likely consoling her over whatever it was that was really bothering her.

[MF] An Anonymous Submissive Woman

This happened to me in my early 20’s. I am in my early [M]40’s now. She was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I realize some of the over 18’s and under 30’s may not have a full understanding of how things went down before smart phones and dating apps. I long for those days and love sharing my experiences. Hope you enjoy…

After a rather long day of work I finally reached my car. It was a rather large lot that provided parking for several business around it. I had scoped out a shady spot that most days I was able to claim as mine.

This particular day I noticed a small envelope had been placed up under my windshield wiper blade. I took a look at it and noticed it was sealed. I put it in my top shirt pocket and left for home.

I plopped in front of the TV and set down to eat some reheated left overs from the night before. Started looking through my mail then realized I still had not opened the letter from my pocket. I ripped it open and pulled out a note:

The Mile High Club, Chapter 6 [NSFW]

Chapter 6: The Good Pilot (Mark)

I had been working as a Pilot for 15 years now, only changing airlines once in my entire career. I had seen a lot of things—heart attacks in the air, unstable passengers needing “off” when it was impossible, sketchy landings and times where I had no visibility and hugged my co-pilot upon landing. But over the last few years I had seen something completely different and completely new; a party culture among airline employees had recently emerged and it was hard to ignore.

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People don’t understand the toll it takes to be away from your home and family as much as we are. We travel more than businessmen; we travel non-stop and we miss a lot of birthdays and holidays. We disappoint our loved ones often and we really don’t have much choice. It can be both lonely and depressing to be away for long stretches, even if we get to travel to places that most people only can dream of seeing. You yearn for an emotional connection; you are starved for a physical touch and you desperately need to connect with someone else’s belief systems in order to feel grounded. So, with that said, I do understand how the “party” culture has become to be.

A Vacation of the Fourth Kind [Fiction] [MMF]

The cool midnight air blew over Chris’s convertible as he cruised along the country roads. He was driving back to the hotel with his beautiful wife Ella after the two had spent a lovely evening by the coast having dinner. The two intended to return long before the summer sun had set but the food at the restaurant was exquisite and the atmosphere so welcoming, neither of them had realised the time until the restaurant shut at midnight. The roads on which they drove stretched on for miles, twisting and winding around the shape of the hills with the car’s headlights the only source of light for miles around.

As Chris drove he felt Ella’s hand on his leg, dangerously close to his crotch.

“What do you think you are doing?” Chris asked coyly.

“Thank you for a lovely evening.” Ella replied as her hand moved up to Chris’s belt. She slowly unbuckled the belt, followed quickly by the button on his trousers. After tugging at the zipper, Ella pulled down the front of Chris’s boxer shorts to see he cock already semi hard and swelling in size. Before playing with his cock, Ella reached into her bag and removed something from it that she intended to use. As Chris’s eyes were fixed on the road ahead of them, he felt a soft material wrap around his cock before Ella began to jerk him off. Chris peered down as his wife’s hand playing with his cock to see a pair of her panties wrapped around his member.

[MFF] What’s a Little Masturbation Between Friends?

In college, I was lucky to have a small (but close) group of friends with whom I spent those formative four years. Although this group was a near-equal mix of men and women—and although we spent much of those four years drinking and hanging out—nothing sexual ever occurred (at least as far as I know). Perhaps that’s how what follows came about; maybe there was more sexual tension brewing those four years than any of us realized.

To celebrate college graduation, a bunch of us took a trip to the beach right outside one of our hometowns (not mine, sadly). As a gesture of comfort regarding the truly platonic nature of our friendships, the ladies didn’t hesitate to wear bikinis. Although all the ladies looked great, two of them in particular—Kim and Julie—somehow looked especially so, their glistening and tan bodies exposed just enough to show their slim, tight figures. As the afternoon wore on, I had to watch myself to make sure I wasn’t staring at them, or at least wasn’t caught doing so. Needless to say, I also had to be careful not to stare to the point of arousal, as there wouldn’t have been any real chance of hiding a hardon in my swim trunks.

Potent Seed

She moaned as his cock pulsed inside her, flooding her with his potent seed that collected in a thick pool at her core. The warmth radiating out from her belly sparked her own orgasm that quickly bubbled to the surface, causing her to convulse as her hips rose up off her bed to meet him once again, swallowing his length with her slick folds.

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Just a Tease- She gets what she deserves [FMM] [group]

The following is a true story that happened some years ago. I was 23 at the time and hitchhiking through the mountains of British Columbia. I’d been dropped off in a small town and was sitting having a coffee in a truckstop along the highway, hoping for a trucker to walk in that was going my way. I sat there for half an hour or so in a booth with my knapsack propped up beside me making it obvious that I was traveling. Two older guys came in and sat in the booth across from me and asked the waitress to see menus. I listened to their conversation as I gazed out the big window at the parking lot and nothing in particular and gathered that they were on a week long fishing trip and headed my way. They were in their early fifties, a little overweight, kinda geeky and really paying me no mind, they ordered their food and were drinking coffee and chatting about their trip. I was getting a little discouraged as no truckers going my way had come in yet, the ones that were there were going the other way. I’d never had trouble getting a ride before no doubt due to the fact I am a good looking young woman, I kept my blond hair short and wore baggy clothes which covered my voluptuous build, I had a slim frame with nice hips and a large chest that guys loved to notice.

Yes Daddy! Part Two (Age Play, F Masturbation)

Part Two

Part of being his little girl was easy. I already had the body for it, I just needed to “package” it to my best advantage. Panties and knee socks were fine, but I wanted to go all the way, to immerse myself, and him in the fantasy so completely, that it would seem real.

I began shopping for a “school girl” outfit. You might think that this would be easy, after all almost all of the major lingerie companies have at least one outfit that’s supposed to let you dress up. Problem is, they are all over the top. Way too obvious that you are going for the fantasy! Really short pleated skirt that would never be seen on any school ground, see through shirts with silly little ties that to me just looked stupid. They generally added thigh high stockings to the mix, which to me completely ruined the look. So I had to go elsewhere.

I figured that if I were going to do it right, it had to be completely authentic, so I began to research actual school uniforms. In case you didn’t already know, the internet is a wonderful source of everything especially, apparently for perves!