Daddy and Cherry Play [Part 2] [Daddy] [Mdom] [D/S] [MFf] [bondage] [mental Sad] [after care] [throple] [threesome]

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My Daddy is thinking of having me start a series with a female named Cherry. Let me know what you think :)
This is PART 2 of 2. Link for part 1 in comments.

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He walked back over to Cherry. She was kneeling on the bed sneering at me. Daddy got on the bed behind her and pushed her forward so she was on all fours. I watched as he teased her pussy with his cock.
“Mhm Sam, Im so wet for you.” She moaned while staring into my yes.
“Yes you are.” Dady grunted as he slid his dick.
Cherry moaned. “God Sam you’re dick fits me so well. Almost like it’s made for me.”
Cherry smiled an evil smile. I was surprised the need to orgasm grew. “Daddy. Daddy please” I mumbled.
I tried to move in any way possible to get friction on my clit.

Daddy pounded into Cherry. Their moans filled the air. I could barely hang on. I barely heard Cherry call out daddy’s name as she came again. Daddy followed shortly after.

It’s midnight (Mf) (bd) (rape) (sad)

Your neighbor’s dog is barking again. It feels like it wakes you up every night. After a bit it quiets down and you start to drift back off to sleep.

Suddenly you feel a weight on your back and a hand pushing your face down into the pillow. You try to scream but hardly anything comes out, it is starting to get hard to breath.

Your struggling starts to weaken as you fight for air. You feel your clothes being cut from your body as the intruder straddles your back.

Soon you are nude underneath him, then you black out. When you come to you find yourself tied spread eagle on your bed face down. A gag in your mouth and a bag tied around your head. He grabs your hips and lifts your ass in the air and crams a pillow beneath you so you are displaying your pussy and asshole to him.

Caught Watching Porn Pt. III [Roommate] [Pegging] [MF]

[*Part I and Part II are over here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy69/comments/vifcax/caught_watching_porn/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. I advice you to read those first. Enjoy your read.*

When I opened my eyes the next morning, I felt relaxed. Relaxed and ready to begin a new day. I got out of bed immediately, I went to take a dump and then I went over in the bathroom. To fix myself up a little bit. When I was done, I headed towards the kitchen. Wearing nothing but my comfy stay at home clothes.

In the kitchen I made myself some breakfast – some bread with jelly on top – and brewed myself a nice cup of burned bean juice. While I was filling up the coffee machine my roommate walked by. She clearly looked like she was up and running for a few hours. Yes, she is more of an early bird than I am. She was dressed up to go out for a run.

No, we were not speaking about the fact that I was eating out her pussy in the previous night. We pretended that this had never had happened. She just told me that a parcel for her would arrive in the next hour or so. She asked me if I was home, and if I could accept it for her. Naturally I said yes. Then she left to run a few kilometers.

Angel’s Fall – [FM, Hermaphrodite, Futa, Fantasy, Dubcon, Demoness, Angel, Oral, Blasphemy, Corruption]

The halls of Hell blurred together when one ran long and desperately enough—behind the fleeing angel, his breath coming in labored wheezes, the scrabbling of little talons on the dusty, rock-strewn floors was accompanied by the gleeful, hideous laughter of the imps as they realized they closed in on their quarry.

*Soon*, their little gleeful giggles called wordlessly, *soon, you will be ours to play with.*

He should have never come. Fear cascaded over him, and dread, as he heard the sounds of the pursuing imps grow ever closer. He should not have been brave and tried to stop the cruel creatures’ game they were having with the doomed soul when he had seen them—but, Uriel was Uriel, and he could not help himself but to cry out, to try to save the poor, mistreated man.

At his shout, the imps had abandoned their prey, but their ravenous desire for pain and torment had turned on him, instead. A foreseeable outcome, but one he was naively unprepared for.

He’d fled, and their game had begun anew: this time, with him as the target.

Housewife Forced by Old School Friend [Mf Noncon Forced Acquaintance Literate]

Potential Triggers:

* Realistic rape
* Mild violence (hair-pulling, slapping and name-calling).

# Class of 2006: Alice

It was early-afternoon on a Thursday when the doorbell rang. Alice had been upstairs sorting through her drawers, seizing on her unexpected free time to do a little spring cleaning. Having indulged the obligatory “who the hell could that be?” as she’d at the same time tried to decide whether or not to keep this or that set of bureaucratic correspondences, she’d stood amidst the mess of papers and ephemera that surrounded her and flounced her way from the bedroom downstairs to the door.

When she opened it, there was a man looking in at her. His face was beaming, his dark brown eyes glinting brightly in the sun.

“Alice!” he’d cried, appearing incapable of containing his joy, “Alice Patterson!”

Alice peered back at him, still a little preoccupied with the letters and the mess upstairs:

“Oh… Hello.” The utterance confounded her, for the man had not just used her name, but her maiden name as well.

He continued:

“It’s so nice to see you again! After all these years!”

[MFM] Amanda’s Saturday Part 2: The Ride Home

Amanda finished fixing her makeup and placed her hands on the counter, and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She was dressed in the same green mini dress she wore last night, the plunging neckline showing off a generous portion of her breasts. She looked good. She felt like shit. She was exhausted.

Amanda fished around in her purse and found a straw and a small glass vial. She held the vial up in front of her face to inspect the contents. There was only a tiny amount of white powder left at the bottom.

“Shit” she sighed. The way she was feeling, she was going to have to score some more to get through the day. She opened the vial and carefully tipped out what was left in a line on the counter. She placed one end of the straw against her nostril and snorted along the line, hoovering it all up.

Amanda collected herself and left the bathroom. Becca was standing there, topless, cup of coffee in her hand and a smile on her face.

“You sure I can’t get you anything? Cup of coffee?”

[MFMF] Amanda’s Saturday Part 1: The Morning After the Key Party.

The sound of the bathroom door gently closing was enough to disrupt Amanda’s sleep. She blinked the tiredness away as she awoke in an unfamiliar bedroom. She looked to her right and saw Christopher snoozing next to her. Chris was in his late twenties, contrasting Amanda’s early forties. His black hair was in a tight crew cut, his handsome face seemed to hold a cheeky grin even as he slept. His muscular chest shoulders, so much larger and more defined than her husbands, were visible above the blanket that hid the rest of his body. Amanda thought back to last night with fondness and suddenly hoped they’d have time for round, what, 3? 4 maybe? Another round in any case before she was picked up.

The bathroom door opened again and Chris’s husband, Timothy, was standing in the doorway. Amanda sat up in bed to regard him, letting the blanket fall off her body, baring her expensive, D cup breasts. Tim was much smaller than Chris, 5’6” compared to Chris’s 6’2”, and much slimmer, though still in good shape. He had a smug grin on his pretty face, which was framed by black curls. Amanda’s eyes traced down his slim body, to the thick 8 inch monster hanging between his legs, out of all proportion to the relatively small man it was attached to.

[MFF] The Lunch Date

Amanda stepped out of the elevator and walked through the open plan office, greeting a few former colleagues here and there. She walked to the far end and entered the anteroom adjoining her husband’s office. “Afternoon” She was brightly greeted by a new secretary. Amanda regarded her for a moment. Pretty face, framed by dark auburn coloured hair. Green eyes. Natural tan. Top couple of buttons undone to display generous cleavage. She felt like she was looking at a young version of herself.

Amanda smiled widely “Hi, you must be George’s new secretary?”

“Yes, I’m Ginger, nice to meet you” She responded with a smile.

“I’m Amanda, George’s wife. Is he free?”

Amanda couldn’t help but notice Ginger’s face drop and her demeanor darken at the mention of her relationship “Mr. Anderson is actually with a client right now, he shouldn’t be long if you’d like to wait”.

“Thank you” Amanda smiled as she sat down on the couch, facing Ginger, and crossed her legs.

Ginger busied herself with some documents, conspicuously avoiding eye contact with Amanda. Amanda stared at her intently.

“I used to be in your position, you know? I was George’s secretary, that’s how I met him.”

Her self giveaway

You just can’t believe your boyfriend of two years just dumped you by text? You just can’t believe what he just sent? He didn’t even have the audacity to at least phone, but in a text? Just saying, “It was over.” “He didn’t want to see you anymore.” Especially while at work and not having any real explanation as to why or any good reason? You couldn’t concentrate and you think straight, you pretended have a really bad headache and asked to leave work early.

You didn’t even take the offer from your supervisor of going home by taxi or by a car & driver from a cell phone app service. You lied and said that you would but didn’t after you clocked out and grabbed your jacket & purse. But you just walked out after saying your ‘goodbyes’ to everyone and just walked right out of work. You just started walking. Even though the day was cold & over cast and your jacket wasn’t that warm and the clothes from work were kinda on the thin side. You just keep walking in an endless fog, even going past the bus stop and a few parked & waiting yellow taxis at the corner.

A Tease Unleashed Part 1 (MF) (OC)

Our lips parted with a light sucking sound when we pulled away and locked eyes under the dim of moonlight. I liked what I saw. My lips tingled and his shined. My gaze was caught to the glistening, silky strand of saliva bridging the slight gap between us. I followed that treasure trail but he flexed his arms around my waist to push my hips in and down. I swear even the subtle rustle of our clothing rasped in my ears as I lost my bearings for a split second. The strand broke and I bit my bottom lip hard. A wanting mewl slipped out. It made him hold me down harder, breathing a bit uneven. 

His rock hard cock was pressed up tight to the place I was most vulnerable, the most wet. Sex was a base display of give and take and my body was as if loosened to jelly in his hands. From the moment I saw him, I knew I wanted his fingers inside of me. They were lawless and roamed with intention. Demanding, curious, mischievous, and rough. He smoothed his fingers up the soft of my back then down again ever so slow. Hastily, he spread them and grasped on tight, feeling where my thighs met the curve of my ass. The way I arched up slightly from his lap and held myself caused the tips of splayed hands to brush against me. “Right there, ” I squealed.