My first post. Desire to see my girl at an all time high.

Can you please walk up to my front door in like 30 seconds and knock. I’ll tell you what’s going to happen, I’m going to open the door, I’m going to see your cute ass standing and I’m going to grab you by whatever I can grab hold of and pull you inside and slam the door behind you. I’m going to push you into the wall and my hands are going take hold of yours and lift them above your head before my left hand grips hold of your wrists and pins them above your head while my right hand grabs hold of your throat and I lean in and kiss you for the first fucking time. I’ll release the grip on your throat and my hand will slide down your sternum, my finger tips across your stomach until I reach your thighs and push them apart. You’ll feel my breathe on your neck between each kiss on your neck before my lips have met yours again as I finally release your wrists and begin to drop to my knees. Your hands fall to my shoulders for just a moment before I feel your finger tips run through my hair. My hands either side of your hips, pulling your panties to ground before my left hand reaches behind your knee to guide your thigh to my shoulder and wrap around my head to pull me in so you can control me as my lips kiss your clit, followed by the tip of my tongue. Reaching around you, grabbing a firm grip on both your arse cheeks as your pull my face tighter against your body while I eat your pussy. I force my head back against your thigh so that your forced to stand on two feet again, I remain on my knees but my hands have moved back to your hips and I guide you to spin around, you place your hands on the wall , my tongue slides up your hamstring until I reach your arse and my teeth gently bite down before a firm grip in both my hands spread your cheeks apart so that I can bury my tongue between and lick your arsehole. I stand up behind you, both my hands run through your hair before I wrap a handful around my fist and pull your head back so I can kiss your neck from behind, you fall back against me before I push you back against the wall. I raise my hand and slam it down against your arse, you don’t make a sound, I raise it a second time and spank you again, this time harder. You keep your hands against the wall as I undo my pants and drop them to my ankles, you can feel the tip of my dick against you as I lean in to kiss your neck again, a handful of hair still in my left, my right hand reaches around and grabs your chest, I feel your hand reach behind you to grab my dick for a moment before your finger tips reach out and pull my balls into your palm as you massage them. I let out a sigh of pleasure before taking my dick into my own hands and sliding the tip down your crack as you arch your back, I can feel my saliva dripping from your pussy still as push my dick against you clit, pull it back until I feel the tip wanting to slide inside you….

Mother and Vice

I had known David my entire life. It was easy to call him my best friend, but I liked to think we shared a bond that was deeper than that. I wouldn’t go so far as to call him my ‘brother’ or anything – I certainly wasn’t that cheesy – but ever since we were kids, I always remembered looking up to him.

I was a planner, the kind of person who always spoke about what they wanted to do but was ultimately satisfied with just talking about it. David, on the other hand, was a doer. He was never happy unless he went out there and got his hands dirty or actually experienced the things he talked about doing. He and I made a great team but as we grew older, we also grew apart.

High school provided totally different experiences for both of us. He was popular, charming, athletic, and overall the guy everyone wanted to be. On the other hand, I was the kind of guy who kept my head down. I studied, went to sleep early, and unlike David whose weekends were spent at parties or at the lake with a new girl to experiment with, I spent most of my free time keeping my mother company while she and my father went through a particularly messy divorce.

Daddy knows all part 2 (D/l MFF spanking)

Alice shivers at Daddy’s glare. She knows she made him mad. She glances over at her sister, bent over the desk. Siren’s ass has red welts on it from the belt and 3 purple welts from Daddy’s new toy. Her face is red and covered in tears and snot.

“Alice join your sister on the desk. Tail up and hands flat by your head,” Daddy calmly tells her as he moves around to the other side of the desk. Alice takes one small trembling step while trying to find a way out of this. “But Daddy, I…” she starts to speak when Daddy interrupts. “NOW ALICE!,” he orders. She moves quickly into position not wanting to disappoint him more. She knew her dinner excuse was lame as everything would be cooking for the next hour without her.

She turned her head towards Siren and looks at her sister. The thoughts pop unbidden into her head. What does Daddy see in her? Siren is bratty, spoiled, and loud. She doesn’t like to do chores and always tries to get Alice to take them. She doesn’t want to dress pretty, preferring simple plain clothes. Even her tail is plain! No fur, straight, and all black. Daddy’s boice breaks through her thoughts, ” I can see what you are thinking about your sister Alice, do you need to apologize to Siren again?”

A Familiar Client [FF] [BDSM]

This story was written for the following prompt: Everyone thinks I’m a sweet demure young woman and they probably believe that I’m completely naive and innocent about sex, since that is what I project… Little do they know that I have a side-job as a professional dominatrix. That is… until one of my friends accidentally booked my services…

Contains: gentle dominant/submissive, bondage, lots of consent.

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The first thought that went through my head when Linda opened the door was *Oh fuck, I thought this place looked familiar.* I’d been here twice before, but the little suburb house looked the same as practically every other building in this neighborhood. I couldn’t connect the hazy memories of parties with the address I had gotten until it was too late, too late.

As she stared at me, I could see the spark of recognition grow. I looked pretty different when I was doing this: my makeup more intense, my black hair put up in a tight bun, my clothes composed of a lot more leather than usual and the heels of my boots making me a few inches taller. Still, it was me. She knew my face, and I only had a few seconds before the question in her eyes turned into a shocked answer. I could run, or I could run with it.

NSFW F/M. FICTION. Trigger warning for some. Part one. (I don’t know how to tag? Is this tagging?)

I felt the sting of your hand against my thigh, leaving a reddening welt. “Open ya legs baby, let’s have us some fun” you growled into my ear as you tugged on my knee. I clamped my legs together harder, pushing his grimy hands away with disgust. ‘Your going to regret this if I tell Jed later’, I struggled to sound confident as I wrestled your hands away, ‘he’ll be here any minute Rick, so get off me! ‘ I shoved at Rick’s hands as they again grabbed at my knees. The next slap was unexpected, coming in swiftly and connecting with my cheek hard and fast. My head spun and tears popped to my eyes immediately! I cried out involuntarily and Rick grabbed at my upper arms as my hands held my face. “Just do as your told and it’ll go easier for you” he said, giving me a shake to emphasis the point. “Don’t fight me Dee, you will lose, cause I’m taking what I’m owed. You got a problem with that, then talk to your boyfriend!” with those words Rick reached over and took a hand full of my breast, squeezing thru my T-shirt, his thumb finding my unbra’d nipple. He moaned under his breath and I pulled away again, the third slap coming over the last, my body following my head, twisting me from his grasp. I fell to the floor and he was on me before I could register what was happening. He tore my T-shirt from me, bruising my neck and shoulder as the stitching caught. His hands were everywhere and I felt him pinching my nipples as he pulled me into a sitting position against the wall. He fumbled with his pants as I gained some senses and really took in what was happening here. Rick, one of my bf’s football mates, was assaulting me! Right here at the grounds! I didn’t know Rick well, but this was totally left field! I began to beg him now, as I gently pushed at his thighs, afraid to push hard in case he hit me again. I stumbled over the phrases, ‘please don’t hurt me, please don’t do this, please Rick, don’t hurt me’.
When he finally had his dick out, he began to slap my face with it. I turned my face away and held a hand up instinctively and he grabbed a fistful of hair and slammed my head back against the wall behind me, bringing stars to my eyes. “Just do what your told Dee, that’s all ya gotta do OK? Shouldn’t be too hard for you to do really, you seem like a good little lap dog for Jed” Rick laughed as he began rubbing his cock across my lips and chin. “Lick it” he growled. I thought about not. I thought about biting him. Then I licked him. He tasted salty, like he’d been at the ocean. He watched me as I licked his shaft again, dragging my tongue down his length. He sighed and relaxed his grip on my hair. He stepped back for a moment, reaching up and pulling down a large water bottle from the drinks machine. He hands this to me as I sit before him, “drink” he growls, still watching me intently. I try to open it several times before he snatches it from me and spins the cap off, tossing it aside he shoves the bottle back at me. I drink, water running from my swollen mouth, lips numb on that side so making me unaware until I feel it in my lap. He again snatches the drink back and taps the top of my head. “Go on. Suck my cock like you would Jed’s. Show me how you do him baby, come on” he pushes his dick toward my mouth and I brace myself to do this. I lick my lips and kiss the top of him, letting my lips open partially, letting him feel the heat of my mouth before again kissing the tip, closing my lips on his tip. I bent to the task and licked his shaft again, wrapping my tounge around him and letting my top lip cover my teeth as I slid up and down his length. When I again stop to drink, he laughs, calls me a good girl and a sweet puppy, tells me how good I’m doing. He again leans in to let me suck him, this time I don’t stop with kissing his dick, this time I let him slide into my wet mouth. My left side flares pain before settling back to a constant throb. I am tempted to take him all at once, as I sometimes do with Jed, swallowing him into a deep throat when he least expects it, but I don’t, instead only allowing him an inch or so in, which I suck on like a lollipop. He moans again, and tries to push in further, leaning into me more, but I pull back and as I feel his hand tighten against my shoulder, I look up and speak, ‘You told me to show you what I do with Jed. This is what I do with him.’ I wait. He grunts then mutters his accent and I get off my ass and onto my knees. I can position better on my knees and maybe avoid too much pain on the swollen side. I again take his dick in hand and begin to wet it down, spreading my saliva along him so as I get the least amount of friction in my lips. I again drink from the bottle before finally working up to trying to give proper head. He was bigger than Jed. I’m not good with measurements, but I’d say a good six, maybe six and a half inches? But I wasn’t sure how much I could take of him without gagging. I had learned on Jed, so had no comparison to make until now. As much as my mouth hurt, I wanted to give it a good go and I began by really feeling him in my mouth and on my tongue. I moved him around my mouth, pushing him against my lips and gums, swallowing his pre-cum and pushing him into my mouth while pushing back with my tongue, exploring him until I felt ready and felt myself relax onto him. My throat opened and his cock slid down it. He groans loudly and it makes me wet. He immediately began pumping me, just slightly, so as he didn’t pull out of my throat all the way, but came out enough that when he pushed in again, my throat wanted to revolt! As he began to rock more, I felt his hands curl into my hair, and he began to take control. He slowly leant me back so as my head was against the wall again, only this time he held it still as his hips flexed forward and back just enough, his cock moving just slightly each time until I’m forced to breath again. He only allows me a few breaths before he aligns my mouth again and pushes in on my nod. Now warming up and starting to pump further and harder, he watches my face as he fucks my mouth, his eyes burning into mine each time I look up at him. Just as I think I’m going to need another drink, he begins to grunt with each thrust, turning me on even more. I can tell he’s almost there now so when he pulls out and tells me to keep my mouth open, I do as I’m told. He stares at me as he pulls himself, his look almost hateful. I slide a finger into my mouth and begin to suck on it. He sprays his cum across my face. I open my mouth and catch some, enjoying the difference in taste again. I rub some across my nipple as he watches and slumps to the ground against the wall beside me.

Overtime Pays In Orgasms

“What a fucking great day,” Kellie thought to herself as she was made aware of the possibility of a flat tire on her car. She ran out to the employee parking lot and was confronted with the truth, it was in fact flat, and not like on the brink of losing air, in the beginning stages of flat, no that shit was fucking flat with a capital F. She went back inside to her part time job where her co-worker and new found friend was helping members with their transactions. “Ashlyn, what am I going to do, I have no idea how to even begin changing a tire?” “Well, Jacob is meeting me up here in a bit for something, I can see if he’s willing to change it.” Jacob was her husband and according to her, a pretty handy guy.

Found my husband’s 4chan part II

It was three days ago when I stumbled onto my husband’s kinky porn site. Being busy with work and busy with our kids I have for the most part forgotten about 4chan and the gif I saw that night. It has been a long day running errands and helping with homework; I was relieved to have the night off and take some time to relax.

As I was crossing from the living room to the bathroom I passed our office door cracked open. I opened the door to tell John that I was going to take a bath then go to bed when I saw that he was on the computer. Our computer is situated to where a person’s back is to the door when they are on it so he didnt see me enter the room but I could see what he was browsing. On the browser was clips of women’s head bobbing up and down on thick black cocks and I briefly saw comments such as ‘cuck’, ‘fag’, and ‘beta Male’. I also saw my husband rubbing his bulge through his pants lightly.

Unsure of what I should do, I slowly backed down the hall towards the living room then started back towards the bathroom.

The Bad Doctor (Parts 1-3, revised) [nsfw] [unconscious]

I don’t know what came over me. I’m an educated, smart, moral, and logical man. Before that day, I had never even asked myself if I knew the difference between right and wrong. If someone would have told me the things I would think about—much less do—I would never have believed them. I am a professional. I am a Doctor who took the hypocratic oath. I would never take advantage of any of my patients nor would I let a patient get the wrong idea about myself. Or so I thought. I believed.

On this particular day, something was just different. My body—NO–my primal instincts—overpowered my brain and I felt myself becoming someone else. It was as if I was watching myself from a television screen, unable to stop or change my behavior in any way. And even though I knew I was risking it all, I really just didn’t care.

My secretary had called me as I drove into the office that morning and told me that there was a young woman outside the building asking for me. Asking if she could see me. I didn’t take walk-ins but I also didn’t have a 9am appointment and so I accepted.

Return of the Shadow Colletive – Ch 6 – (Star Wars, MF, creampie)

>Note, I skipped posted Chapter 5, no naughty bits in it, but if you need it, just PM me. The chapter basically covers the Mando team finding Poe and then making it to Takadona where Lumi has a fateful meeting with Kylo Ren.

Anyhow, here is Chapter 6, enjoy.

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The two of them knew they shouldn’t be doing it, but that only heightened the pleasure. Late at night, the temple was quiet and everyone else was asleep. Under a single lamp, their young bodies moved, their hands awkwardly rubbing and undoing each other’s robes.

“I can’t believe you have the energy for this.” The young man said in the dim light.

“I’ve trained with Mandalorians since before I could walk. It takes more than the grandson of Darth Vader to tire me out.” The young woman replied with a devilish grin. Her hands finished removing his pants. It looked like he was as sturdy looking down there as the rest of his body was. Experimentally, the young Jedi padawan stroked the dark-haired man’s cock.

“It’s already so big. You’re so humble about it too.”

Found my husband’s 4chan

It’s been over two months since my husband and I had any type of sex. I cant really be mad at him though; hes tired, I’m tired, we’re both stressed. He works long hours and I work 60 hours a week myself.

It’s not like we havent tried, we’ve just been in the mood at separate times and couldnt muster up the energy when we werent. I work at a place with high turnover rate and a lot of sketchy people. I keep my head down for the most part and only have a few friends within work.

I know there has been a few guys that have tried to get with me but I’m just not interested. One day while minding my own business a coworker, Marcus, came up to me. He put a hand beside me as he leaned in to talk essentially trapping me between the wall and him. Marcus was close; too close. The heat from his breath warmed my neck as he talked and I swear I could feel his package pressing into me. He had a smell that is common amongst black people; repulsive and somewhat intoxicating.