[MF][Share] Curiosity Collared the Cat[Part 5]

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The wait was relatively short, as within a few minutes of his arriving, he saw his Lizzie nicely dressed up in a black dress and excitedly rushing towards him. He greeted her with a warm smile

“Afternoon. The feelings are mutual” he said, as he opened the door to the passenger seat. ” Get inside”

His house wasn’t too far from the place. Although there was music playing in the car, he knew both of them were too excited about the coming events to make small talk.

Once they reached his home, he showed her in and gave her a tour of the house casually, as if he was just talking to a friend. He had the ceremony on his mind all along, but decided to let her get used to the surroundings first.

His apartment was a 2 BHK flat on the 17th floor of a high rise in the middle of the city. He had king sized double beds in each of the two rooms, for guests. His living room was filled with leather couches and expensive furniture. It was hard to believe that he could afford all of it with his meager salary as a Professor, but he was lucky to have been born in a rich family.

[MF][Share] Curiosity Collared the Cat[Part 4]

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“I… I want you to be my Daddy…” Elizabeth groaned out, “I want to try my best and I’ll give you everything, I promise”. An audible gulp escaped her lips and she looked like a rabbit in the headlights in front of him now. She was unsure what his expectations where and what would happen now.

“What… what happens now… how do I become yours?” Elizabeth asked shyly, all assertion leaking out of her now, feeling herself coming under his spell.

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Michael could tell that Elizabeth genuinely wanted to please him. It wasn’t just the craving of any Daddy-girl dynamic, it was the craving of that dynamic with *him*. This would be extremely fun if she measured up to his demands.

“It will happen with a formal event I like to call the Collar Ceremony. Not now, not here. We will do it at my place. But before we go for it, I need a token of trust from you. This will also help you realize if you’re actually comfortable with going all in” he said, letting her process his words carefully.

The friendly camper. [MF] (Primal, outdoor sex, stranger)

She was trying to escape her day to day life. A camping trip with no electronics, no kids and no pets. Just her. The campsite was private, serene and just what she needed. Bushes and trees surrounded her, except for the private beach. Time to set up. She worked her way around the tent, hammering the stakes in. On the last one, she hit her finger instead of the stake and screamed. Out of the bushes comes a man. He was tall, bearded and gave her butterflies. He heard her scream and wanted to make sure everyone was ok. Once he realized she was alone, he helped her get set up and let her know he was just next door if she needed anything at all.

If you go into the park today…

*This is a short, unfinished, story I wrote a few years ago when I had writing aspirations. Once again those dreams are coming to the fore and I rediscovered this piece. I’ve never submitted it anywhere before but I would like some comments on it, anything you like, just be honest. I would add that this is a true story and I have many other true stories in a similar vein I could tell…if there was the demand…*

Chapter 1

The park was lively that Sunday. Couples were everywhere in the late August sunshine, strolling together, talking, holding hands, cuddling, kissing, making the most of the dying embers of a summer that had never really delivered. Children laughed and played, families relaxed together. All seemed right with the world….their world. I walked amongst them, a man in his forties, unheralded, unnoticed. Nothing special, nothing to see.

I carried a bag. Inside, a book, a mobile phone. Also in the bag, some clothes. Jeans, a shirt, pumps, a bra and black lace knickers. And a purse. The purse was full. Keys, phone, money, credit cards. All there. The cards weren’t in my name.

Pillow Talk [Voy MF]

Int. – Our Apartment – Night

It was at 2 am. Moonlight shone from the window in the corner. I always raise the blinds because I love how the moonlight highlights her backside. She has the nicest ass. I admire it often, especially when we’re out in public. She isn’t quite sure why I am always behind her but… there is a reason and it isn’t to scope out other women, it’s to scope her form out. I like to watch the way she strides. Many men ogle her. Some are blatant, others are shy.. but many look none the less. Typically, they go straight for her chest… then her ass. Salespeople are the worst.

In the Parking Garage [MF]

Ext. – Walnut Creek, California – Evening

The weather started to cool, and autumn was finally here. As I drove down Main Street, I noticed how all the leaves had turned golden, and I knew it was only a matter of time before they started to pile onto the ground. I parked my car on level 5 right next to hers. I’m sure the security team that worked the structure was more than used to seeing the same two cars there. Perhaps we worked at the mall? Yet, we weren’t clocking in.

As I walked across the street, I held my jacket closer to my body as the wind whipped through the corridor. I made a mental note to make sure I wore a warmer sweater next time.

B&N was on the ground floor and a two-story location complete with a cafe on the top level. The girl I came to meet… was on the ground floor near the magazine racks. I came up behind her, with her deeply engrossed into the book she had in her hands, and pressed my lips to her neck while inching forward until I felt my full body connect with hers. She stiffened by then relaxed once she realized it was just me.

One Night Stand [MF]

Int – 14th Floor – Apartment in a Large City

The sun was just coming up. Last night was a blur. We made it back to the bed, thankfully. My first order of business is to find the bathroom. My head hurts. How much did I drink last night?

As I look around for the door to the room I need most; I can’t help but chuckle a bit at the sight of our clothes that are leading to the front door. A bra here, pants there, panties on the couch arm, sock next to the large planter. Mmmm, last night we could barely keep our hands off one another and all the way to the bed we were stripping our clothes and couldn’t get naked fast enough. She kissed me passionately, my neck, my face, everywhere.

I make it to the bathroom, and while I’m relieving myself, I’m recanting the events of yesterday as far as I can remember.

“What is her name again,” I whisper lightly to myself. “Nadia, Nadine, Nari…” I’m trying to recall what she told me, between drinks and all the dancing where she ground up on me. Last night, she wore this blue dress that was absolutely form-fitting and highlighted every curve and left very little to the imagination. That dress is on the floor in the hallway now.

I need help!!!

So the stories were posted on literotica when i found them and idk if they are anywhere else.

So, first I would just like to say I will love you forever if you can in any way help me find these stories. They hold a special place in my heart and I miss them dearly. I need helping finding two.

First: it was a gay male that started off as nonconsent but ended being consensual. A guy was forced to have another guy spend the might because their parents were friends. He didn’t like the guy but he felt forced into it. So, he gets out the shower and finds the other guy jerking off to some lesbian movie scene. One or the other hits the other with the towel and they begin wrestling. The main dude is quickly overpowered and the other guy tries masturbating between his thighs. This escalates and he fucks him and then the guy gets into it and rides him in a chair. Thats all i know. Please help me.

Amazonian Adventures 2[futa][bdsm][fantasy][femdom][angel]

Sweat beaded on my brow and dripped down my temple, my black hair matted and damp. I thrust my powerful cock into the eager pussy of my Amazonian sex slave, and she cried out in pleasure. It was another typical evening in my great tent, concubines begging to be my sex toy for the night and naked women dancing and masturbating around me for my amusement. I did everything I could to satisfy my lust. I had the most beautiful women in my clan brought to my tent and they eagerly tried to please me.

A muscular, broad handmaiden with auburn hair and green eyes danced in the center of the room, surrounding herself with colourful scarves and feather fans. A couple of the slimmer and more petite Amazon brides played with each other on the bed next to me, kissing and fingering each other with loud moans and gasps. Three of my best hunters, and most desirable of the Amazon women, laid around the floors masturbating and squirting as they orgasmed. And beneath me, Dynia. She was the beauty of the clan. Her body was unsurpassed by any other in the village and her bright blue eyes were the envy of all. Her dark, curly hair was spread over the pillows and her heaving bosom bounced beneath me as I thrust into her.

Shani and Drowners [Witcher] [EU] [Fantasy] [Group] [Double Penetration] [Bukakke]

Shani ran, ducking under low hanging tree branches and ignoring the paint in her feet and calves as nettles slashed her. Her heart thumped, pumping in her ears. Each breath was a struggle, each step feeling like her thousandth. Shani wasn’t out of shape by any means, but her body ached and screamed against her movements. If not for the adrenaline rushing through her veins, she would have collapsed a long time ago.

A great bellow boomed through the forest, followed by the dying cracks of trees ripped from their roots.

The only thing more powerful than her desire for freedom was the knot of fear in her chest. It almost made her forget about the pain. How many days had it been since the Fiend took her on that field from the ghouls? Weeks? The first couple of times it fucked her she ended up blacking out from the experience. After a while, she became used to it, stretched perfectly around its massive cock. Shani never imagined she could have been filled with so much cum, turned into such a perfect cocksleeve.