Trials in Pannonia: Amalas Tale [MF] [Fantasy]

**Prelude**

The rain lashes against Caius’s exposed face, bitterly cold. His unit had been on the hunt for weeks and the weather had been against them the whole time. Rain, sleet, and snow to wear them down, but never a break to recover. They were close though he could feel it. The tracks were fresh and the guides from the village where unusually nervous. The celts were usually made of sterner stuff. Hard to believe some wolf had been giving them so much trouble.

A fortnight prior orders came down from the centurion that action was to be taken. For the past month the legion encampments along the southern Britannia coast had been harassed constantly. Some sort of beast was attacking nearly every night. Men sent out foraging would never return, sentries would vanish from their post, or worse be found torn limb from limb come morning. As one of the most elite decani in the Britannic legionary forces Caius was tasked with finding and killing the monster. Taking his eight men he set out into the pounding rain.

[MF] Breaking the Cheerleader

Breaking the Cheerleader

Jessica awoke in a daze. She blinked her blue eyes, trying to focus on any shape in the darkness as she struggled to remember where she was. There had been a party last night. She attended with one of the football players from her school. There were drinks and dancing and…nothing.

“I must have blacked out…” she thought to herself, the throbbing pain in her head the start of what would surely be a bad hangover.

But then, if she blacked out, why couldn’t she move her arms? She tried to raise them, but there was a force keeping them down. She raised her head to investigate before realizing that she could see nothing in the darkness.

Jessica rested her head back, beginning to feel some discomfort across her entire body. “Hello?” She called out. “Can someone help me?”

After hearing no response, she yelled out again, “You better let me go!” Jessica took a couple seconds to struggle against her invisible restraints. “Just wait until the police hear about this!”

Friends With Benefits…An MMF threesome story.

I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, completely bare, watching them kiss. One of Sam’s arms is wrapped around Andy’s neck, the other around his waist. Andy’s hands are pressed into Sam’s back, their erections pressed against their torsos. They’re beautiful in their embrace, all ropey muscles, soft skin, flat stomachs and facial hair.

I can’t decide whose cock I want to lick first.

We met for drinks at a neighborhood bar with the intention of fucking at my apartment. Sam was flirting with Andy, intermittently touching his arm. I was giddy, laughing too loudly, and all of us drinking too quickly. After our third round was served, I watched Sam lean over and kiss Andy. My own lips parted at the delectableness of them. I placed my hand on Andy’s thigh and slowly dragged it to his crotch, finding him hard.

I was eager to taste the beer mixed with Sam on Andy’s mouth, but was in no rush to interrupt them as they lingered on each other. I was also ready for all of us to down these drinks and book it to my place.

Sibling Love [F/m]

*Slight Ageplay*

The blonde haired boy sat on his bed, laying back with his hands behind his head, as rock music played from a nearby speaker. His eyes were closed, idly humming to the music.

“Buh-bye Max!” A woman’s voice chirped and his eyes opened. “I’m going, don’t forget to tell you sister to just heat something up.” His mother said, leaning over into his view.

She was dressed in a tight, tight blue dress, that barely covered her thighs but was made up with the thigh high black high heel boots. She pressed a kiss against his cheek, leaving a subtle hint of red lipstick on there, before turning and going, looking to score at the bar and have her brains fucked before the night was over.

“Whoops.” She said, and he turned his head to see she had bent over the best she could to grab her purse, getting an eyeful of her dress hiking up.

[MF] Daydream

I sit here and close my eyes. Each passing moment my mind ticks over thinking, dreaming of what can’t be. Only in my mind the dreams form into some contrived virtual reality mixed with rushing hormones. I can’t think anymore. When I think I fall. Fall into blissful dreams of what shouldn’t be.
I see nakedness, two lovers embracing in the open air. I see the blanket beneath their writhing bodies. I see her climb on top of her lover. She throws her hair back, her hips grinding forward and back seeking maximum pleasure. I hear them in my mind, moaning whispering to each other, building up to that inevitable climax. I see his hand on her hips as she straddles him. He’s thrusting upward to meet her grinding motions. His hands run up her body, caressing her soft, cool, skin. Her nipples jut out begging to be licked. He senses her yearning and sits up slightly to trace his tongue around her shrinking areola. He sucks her nipple into his mouth and flicks it with his tongue. She moans in approval as she looks down at him. He grips her hips in his firm grasp and thrusts upward again and again and again. She moans louder and grinds herself into him. Rubbing back and forward with vigour. Her eyes open and she looks into his with a haze of confusion and lust. Her eyes roll back and her mouth opens. Her body shakes and convulses, a low moan builds from the back of her throat and escapes her lips. She lets out a final scream and starts to fall backwards. He catches the small of her back and thrust upward both climaxing. He smiles, they embrace and and kiss. His lips, warm and tender. Their tongues meet and tangle.
Then I open my eyes. I see the screen in front of me. Thoughts still run through my mind. Should I close my eyes again?