German erotica, ein unverhofftes Treffen

Chapter 1 : 

Celestia war immer noch in Schock. Auch wenn Tristan sie vergewaltigen wollte, war es ein brutaler Tod. Ihre Brüste und der Bauch waren mit seinem Blut bedeckt.

Sie hechtete zu ihrer Bekleidung die drei Meter vor ihr lag, doch zwei Männer kamen dazwischen und hielten sie im stehen fest.

“Welch nackte Schönheit haben wir denn da” 
Flüsterte einer der beiden Angreifer ins Ohr 

Er für mit der Hand and ihre Vagina und begann mithilfe von Tristans Samen sie zu fingern
“Und Spaß hattest du such noch, zum Glück hat der Idiot aber dein erstes mal nicht genommen. Das wäre ein Wertverlust für die Ware ”

Zitternd und gegen das Gefühl ankämpfen, realisierte Celestia, dass die Gruppe sie als Sklave verkaufen will.

Zwei weitere Männer erschienen aus dem Vorausbereich, ein kleiner zierlicher Jugendlicher mit einem Bogen bewaffnet. Er muss wohl der Schütze gewesen sein.

Der andere groß und kräftig, mit einem Vollbart und der Hauttyp beider ist etwas mehr ins Karamellfarbende gestochen.
Damit ist die Herkunft der Gruppe klar, sie sind aus Windlaok, dem Wüstenstaat im Nordosten. Er ist durch ein Gebirge von unserem Land Carelandrien natürlich abgegrenzt, doch der Warlock der 6 Stämme von Windlaok schickt immer wieder Gruppen von Soldaten hier her um Nahrung zu stehlen und Sklaven zu entführen. Bei ihr war es die Jungfräulichkeit, die Ihnen Geld einbringt.

The Wrong Road Taken [MF] [MM] [Witchcraft]

Why the hell was I doing this?
It was around 1am, I was on a dirt road that was less of a road and more of a rutted goat path.
Thank you GPS for sending me down this road.

I don’t know why I didn’t turn around the first chance I had but no, I had to trust that stupid GPS that this road would open up and shave forty five minuets off my drive and avoid the road construction I had hit on the way to the conference I was attending.
The drive was pleasant and the weather was magnificent.
The temperature was around eighty degree, the stars were out in all their grandeur.

Being this far from the city lights there was virtually no light pollution this far away, so the sky’s were wide open and bright as I have ever seen them.
I had the top down and just enjoying the hell out of the drive, hell even if I was lost it was at least a beautiful drive.

My first time [gay] [first time]

Some context – I’m 27 years old, average height with a thick chubby body. Fairly thick 6 inch cock. Although I’ve always considered myself to be bi, I’ve had next to no experience.

I had never done anything like this before. I had always dabbled in my head during jerk off sessions but never actually thought i would go through with it.

One morning i just thought “fuck it” I put a status on the swinging site that i usually lurk on that I wanted to meet that morning to suck some cock. I didn’t know if anyone was going to even reply. I had plenty of pics on my page which had gotten me some attention, but nothing major. A few of my cock, a few of my ass. A couple recent full body shots that I had taken in a bloom of confidence.

Within an hour I had a reply to my status.

“After some cock this morning?” A random man had asked me through private messenger.

Bath House Debauchery[orgy][gay][mfmm][cheating]

“I can’t believe how long it’s been. I mean, your wife is kind of a bitch to be honest, and it has put a damper on our friendship. But I’m really glad we could reconnect like this and get together to get reacquainted.” Jennifer took a sip of her chardonnay as she expressed her excitement at this reunion with her long lost friend.

Jennifer’s brunette hair was down, flowing over her pale shoulders. Her tight t-shirt was snug around her perky C-cups, and her jeans were hugging her slight curves as she leaned forward on top of the table drinking her wine.

“Ha, yeah, I guess.” Mike chuckled uncomfortably. “I always regretted us losing touch. I hope we can get to know each other all over again, now that you managed to get in touch with me again.”

“You know, it’s been nice chatting and everything, but I was thinking we could go somewhere else and continue…reconnecting.” Jennifer smirked, a naughty twinkle in her eye as she stood up from the table and took Mike’s hand. Without a word, he followed her to her car, and stared in silence at her as they began to drive away from the bar.

BITTER PILL Chapters 1 & 2 (long), [mom/son], [non con], [BDSM], [MF], [MDom]

*This is fiction. Rape is wrong. Cheers.*

Bitter Pill Ch 1

She knew I was coming for her. She didn’t know how or when, but I’d made it clear that she wasn’t safe anymore. She was confused for a moment when I swept the bed covers off of her. Not sure if she had been asleep yet, but she definitely seemed surprised to see someone standing over her holding a pair of cuffs in the dim light coming through her bedroom door.

“Danny?” she asked.

She knew it was me. What she was really asking was, ‘Danny are you going to hurt me?’

The rage I felt. It’s what she deserved for being a faithless whore and an absentee mother all these years. But she was also asking if there was a way out, which made my hard dick pulse under my pj’s because there wasn’t.

“Yes.” I hissed. “And no.”

*****

About me: I’m a sick fuck. I’m athletic, 6’3” and sort of thick now, but I was both a late bloomer and one of the younger kids in my class. So, for a few years, I was a primary target of opportunity at a boarding school for the rich and sadistic.

Star Wars : Dark Secrets – Chapter 5 – MF, Secret Sith, Sith Lord, Deception, Creampie, Blowjob, Rough, Jedi, SWTOR

Xau and Kelsa watched as the impressive Hutt pleasure barge identified as the *Royal Tecario* loomed in the distance of the cockpit view port. The ship was quite large, easily the size of an engorged corvette and like a number of military ships that could match its berth, the ship bristled with weaponry and protective shield units. Xau had no doubt that even more hidden technology that could be unleashed on anyone Creeku decided had worn out his welcome. The entire length of the Royal Tecario was covered in smooth crimson armor. The shells appeared even more glamorous with intricate gold designs that spread from bow to stern. They segmented the vessel into eight uneven sections and even lined the powerful engines and main prow of the intergalactic gangster’s vessel.

“I can’t believe that the Hutts live in such opulence and wealth. All I see when I look at them are big fat slugs.” Interjected Kelsa as she at Xau. The Draedus drew closer and the dark spider could feel flutters through the Force, coming from his apprentice. All round them, the cockpit hummed with power and energy as various lights blinked on and on within the powerful and sleek ship’s cockpit.

A good foxboy’s reward (Male on Male) (Gentle Dom) (Furry-ish)

“You’re so tight Kitsui.” Said the Master. “Thank you Master.” Kitsui said as he rode the Master’s cock. Kitsui was facing away from the Master as he sat in their lap. The Master’s arms were wrapped around Kitsui as they kissed along his neck. “I just want to fill you so bad.” Said the Master who was nearing climax. “Please Master, I want your gift.” Kitsui Replied. “Are you ready Kitsui?” The Master asked. “Yes Master, I’m ready.” Said Kitsui. “Are you sure?” They asked again. “Yes Master, I’m ready for your gift.” Kitsui reaffirmed. The Master then thrust into Kitsui and released their gift. “Ah, Master… I can feel it… It’s so warm… It feels so good…” Kitsui told them. “You’re such a good little fox Kitsui.” Said the Master as they were panting from exhaustion. “I’ll always be good for you master, you’re so kind to me. I never want to be bad again.” Kitsui told them. “Would you like some scratchies?” The Master asked. “Yes please.” Replied Kitsui. He was more than ecstatic to be offered scratchies. The Master could practically bend Kitsui to their will just by offering simple affection. “Ah-ah… Mmm… Ah so good… Mm-mm-mm-mm…” Kitsui made all kinds of satisfied noises. “Do you like that?” The Master asked. “Uh-huh.” Kitsui lazily replied. “I think you deserve a little reward Kitsui.” They said. “Master?” Kitsui said confused. “I’m going to make you cum Kitsui.” The Master told him. “Thank you Master, you’re so generous.” Kitsui said. “Of course. My widdle fox deserves a reward for being so good.” The Master said in a cute voice as they gave Kitsui more scratchies. “Ah-ah-ah… I’m going to melt…” Kitsui said. “Good boy. Just let me do the work.” Said the Master. “Yes… master…” Kitsui said lazily again. The Master reached for Kitsui’s cock and stroked it slowly. Their other hand slid along his thigh and up his torso. Kitsui couldn’t help but stare down at his cock being stroked. It was entrancing to him. Seeing the Master’s fingers wrapped around his front tail, and being able to feel them as they moved along his length. He felt his strength slipping away. He was powerless to the Master’s whim. “Would you like a little more Kitsui?” The Master asked. Kitsui only replied with light indiscernible moaning. The Master smiled. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Said the Master. They wrapped their arm around Kitsui and started moving him up and down on their cock. “Mas…ter… I can… feel your… cuuummm… moving… around… inside…” Said Kitsui in a weak voice. “Does it feel good when my cock squishes the cum around inside you?” The Master asked. “Uh… huh…” Kitsui replied. “You’re such a dirty little fox.” The Master said. “Is… that… bad…?” Kitsui asked. “It’s exactly why you’re my favorite little fox.” Responded the Master. They kissed along the back of Kitsui’s neck and back. He was the center of attention again and he loved it. He was more than willing to accept punishment for what he did before as it meant he could now experience far more pleasure than he did on his own. “What should we do for dinner tonight?” Asked the Master. Kitsui was obviously in no capacity for this conversation only being able to say a handful of words previously. “Would you like to eat somewhere special?” They asked again. “Would could eat somewhere really fancy. How does that sound?” They continued to ask. “I’d… go… a-anywhere… with you… *moan*… Master…” Kitsui replied. “Such a sweet little fox.” Said the Master as they kissed on his neck. The Master increased their speed. Kitsui was truly engulfed by pleasure now. He closed his eyes and focused entirely on the physical sensations, feeling that intense climax getting closer and closer. The Master leaned in and whispered in Kitsui’s ear. “Do you want to cum?” They said. Kitsui only moaned louder when they asked him that. “Do you want feel good?” The Master whispered in his ear again. Kitsui only moaned louder again. “That sounds like a yes.” They whispered again. The Master couldn’t resist toying with Kitsui just a little bit more. They noticed his little fox ears were pointed down, so they reached up and bit down on the tip of his ear. Kitsui let out a long moan. His ears were very sensitive and it was too much sensation for him to handle. The intensity of his moans grew sharply just before he came all over himself. He continued to twitch and moan for several seconds before going completely limp. The Master held him close as they licked his ear where they had bitten. “You’re my special little foxboy Kitsui.” They whispered in his ear and gave him a kiss.

Prolog if my german erotica, still has no title

Prolog 

Der Nebel ist vor 30 Minuten plötzlich aufgezogen und Celestia hat ein schlechtes Gefühl. Ihre Gruppe bestehend aus zwei Schwertkämpfern, den etwas kleinwüchsigen Brendon, den Macho Tristan und ihr, einer Bogenschützin die zudem sehr gewandt ist in Sachen Medizin. Ihr fehlt nur noch die letzten Schritte zur Ausbildung Feldsanitäter. 
Tristan ist 1,86 groß und sehr trainiert. Er ist aus dem Süden und unter den Frauen aus der Küstenstadt Libostedt. 
Ihr Auftrag war es, eine Gruppe von Banditen auszuschalten, welche die Bauerndörfer im Norden des Landes überfallen. Die Herkunft der Räuber ist nicht bekannt, nur das es 4 Männer sind.

“Wir machen hier eine Rast, wir sind den Idioten schon 14 Stunden auf den Fersen” ordnete Tristan an, der von der Söldbergilde als Leiter der Gruppe ernannt wurde.
“Brendon, du holst Holz. Celestia und ich bauen das Lager auf”

“Immer der mit den kürzesten Beinen darf laufen….” Stammelte Brendon und tappte los

Celestia schnappte sich sofort ihr Zelt und fing an es unter einem Baum aufzuschlagen, während Tristan sich ihr langsam näherte 

“Du bist echt gewannt mit dem ganzen, un si eine gute Schützin, denn Freknd hat echt Glück ” warf Tristan zu ihr rüber

A Night on my sailboat [MF] [MM]

AN EVENING ON MY SAILBOAT (A 100% true story.)

When I was younger I was a partner in a beautiful thirty two foot Catalina sailboat.
My boat was docked at Monroe St. harbor.
I didn’t have the money to have a berth on the dock and had to settle on tying up to a can.
Cans are buoys that are evenly spaced out in the harbor.
The only way to reach your boat is to ether have a small dingy or to use the tender boats.
These are basically water taxis that would drive you over to your boat.

Here in Chicago we have a tradition called Venetian Night.
People dress up their boats and often join the parade of boats as they motor around the harbor and lake shore.
Other use it as just another excuse to party on their boats (As if boaters need a reason to party.).
Traditionally I would just invite a couple of friends and stay moored to our can as we grilled our food
while drinking an excess of beer.