The Train Station, Pt. II

Ranal had left the train station and had to go back to work to take his conference call. After that he was free. He had agreed with his newly found beggar friend, Cece that he would take his conference call and come back an hour later so they could get a drink or some food. Ranal booked it back to the office, shoveled in his orange chicken and sat on the call. He had hoped it would end sooner but people in corporate seem to take forever.

“One more question”, asked Sandy the Financial Analyst on the call.

Ranal rolled his eyes. Finally, the call ended. Ranal had to bust one out before he left. Better here than the train station bathroom he thought to himself. Finally, he walked back and there was Cece. The crowd outside the station was noticeably smaller now. Cece was just standing there. As he approached her, she turned around.

“Heeeeeyyy”, she said with a long tone of voice. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to come back.

As Ranal neared her, it wasn’t obvious how they should greet each other. It looked like he came in for a fist bump that then turned into a semi-hug where he just placed his hand on her shoulder.

At Sophie’s Mercy – Ch. 02 [FM][Fdom][mc][humil]

I had enlisted a couple strong-looking men to carry all my shopping bags out to John’s Audi. Of course, they agreed right away when I told them to give me a hand. They followed me to nearly every store in the mall, while I hung all my bags on their arms and racked up tens of thousands of dollars of credit card debt for John in a matter of hours.

As soon as they had finished loading the car, I waved them away. I could have any man I wanted with a single word, which meant I could afford to treat them as little more than accessories to put on and take off when I liked. I climbed in the Audi and leaned back against the seat, closing my eyes. This felt fucking great. I had gotten my hair and nails done and purchased an entire brand new wardrobe in a just an afternoon. Even with just a small taste of a life like this, I knew I was never going to go back to struggling. I had been given a gift. With one snap of my fingers, I could have anything I wanted and I intended to have everything.

Marked (m/f)

It always begins the same.

I’m sitting on the couch, or at the computer, my focus entirely elsewhere. Maybe we’re in bed, awoken late on a rainy Sunday morning. Maybe I’m standing naked in front of the open fridge, gulping down orange juice straight from the bottle, desperately rehydrating after fucking her for the third time that night.

Regardless of how it begins, it always begins the same.

She approaches, her posture supplicant and imploring, cupping the treasure in her hands. Taking it from her, I pause to appreciate the size and weight of the thing. Thick, curved stainless steel ending in a wide bulb, counterbalanced by a heavy ring. Perforce of training, her mouth is already open, waiting to be filled with the plug. She sucks greedily at the toy as I bend her over, knowing her spit is the only lubrication allowed. I undress her then, if necessary. My command comes sharp, direct and undeniable.

“Position Three.”

ASMODAL INN: PART FIVE [confrontation][jealousy][hotwife][cheating][ffm][demon][virgin][ghost][paranormal]

ASMODAL INN

PART 5

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Jake woke up alone in the bed, the dream still vivid and raw in his mind.

He slipped on a pair of pants, unable to find any underwear… given certain events so far, he was sure Amber purposefully left them out of his suitcase. He hadn’t even seen her or Steph wear any either.

He thought about the things the girls had said when they thought he was asleep… “Baby, Babe, I love you…” and what Steph had said about her feelings for him. He already knew there was more to Amber and Steph than they were telling him. That wasn’t what was bothering him, there was just something nagging at him in the back of his mind.

The paintings on the wall caught his eye and he stepped over to get a closer look. They weren’t paintings, they were art overlaid photos of women in various sexual acts surrounded by naked, very aroused men. The same woman was in all five of the framed pictures on the walls, some had other women but always the same one. Over the couch, in the largest picture, two women were in sixty nine The long blonde hair of the one on top hung over the legs of the woman under her, both of them with a cock buried inside… a scene that seemed very familiar to him.

The work conference [mf]

It was finally her weekend. Lindsey had been looking forward to this weekend for the last eight months. She had started her own business and was working her social media, steadily growing her brand. Ah, the life of a mommy-blogger.

This was her weekend, though. She was packed with new dresses and a fun new bathing suit to wear at the poolside cabanas. She hit that TSA checkpoint like it was an Olympic sport and was at her gate without a hitch. Smooth sailing ahead.

Maybe it was the responsible mom aesthetic that surrounded Linsey’s life, but she arrived at the airport an hour and a half early. Typical. She grabbed her phone and caught up on her friends lives and their travels. She even had time to refresh Facebook and catch up twice.

She saw a notification on Reddit and she clicked it to see what was new in the world of cat memes. Innocent enough, right? Lindsey thought to herself. Fifteen minutes and a plethora of subreddits later, Lindsey found herself caught up in a short story that started innocent enough but got really spicy, really fast.

The affair continued….(MMM/F) (M/Cuck)

A text comes across my phone its Kate. I smile, it’s only been three days since our encounter. She writes, I need you again. My husband wants to work on us, so I want one more time, but I want your friends to stretch me out while he watches. He has not agreed to this, but this is my one rule. I respond, I don’t think it is a good idea, because one time will lead to a number of times. She takes a bit to respond. No one last time. I text a few of my friends, John and Mike. Both are hung, 9 plus inches and thick.

I call my wife and tell her “time number two with his wife. Do you want to watch?” She says no, please don’t make me.” I respond, that is fine, but I still have over 50 more times to go.”

She responds, “please don’t remind me.”

I respond, “you can always leave”

An immediate “no”

“That is my good wife…”. I hang up.

A trip to the store

>So we were both in college at the time. She was a shyer brunette girl with glasses, the straight A type.

One day we were sitting around bored and decided to check out the local sex shop.

We get there and start browsing the collection of dildos and nudie mags. Then we notice in the back are private viewing rooms for watching porno. We go over to check it out, put a dollar in a machine and the tv starts playing a porno.

So we are standing there shrugging watching this cliché porno when all of a sudden a dick pops out of a hole in the wall!

She shieks and says “Omg a penis!” I say “Ah! don’t touch it!” and it slides back into the whole from whence it came.

So were are standing there laughing about it and I notice there is now an eye peeping through the hole in the wall. So im thinking jeeze this guy is really wants to see something. I tell her he is watching and she ask “what should we do?” This turned her on a bit and she started rubbing my crotch a bit. So I grab the waist on her shorts and pull down her pants in front of the hole. She gasps and says “omg”. The guy got a good view her cute white butt as she pulled up her panties back up as jerking was heard on the other side.

I joined the mile high club on my way back from college… [M/F]

Tonight I’m flying from New York City to Dallas, Texas on the red eye. My flight leaves at 1 am and won’t arrive until 5 am… yay. I’m flying home for the break to meet my family. When I enrolled in college they told me that they would pay for all of my flights to come home and visit them. Though, they had conveniently left out the fact that all of my flights would take place while the sun wasn’t out. However, this time I’m glad they decided to be cheap…

I’m planning to sleep on this flight, just like I do on most others. At the moment, I’m sitting in the terminal, waiting for the flight to begin boarding, and people watching as I often do. I sit straight up in one of the seats with my earbuds in and just stare out into the crowds.

I see plenty of different people walking by, some old, some young, some tall, some short, some ugly, some pretty. A family walks by with their two young sons. The dad drags one along in each hand. The mom has an oversized purse, and I swear she’s carrying a live chihuahua in there. I wonder how she snuck it past security…

The Tentacle Creature Likes her

Tentacles started climbing up my legs. They worked as dexterously as fingers, winding between the holes in my fishnets – ripping them as they went. I think I tried to struggle, this was wrong. I couldn’t tell if the mocking laughter was coming from around me or inside my own head.

The ropes binding my wrists, keeping my arms far from my sides, undulated and tightened almost as if in a wave of pleasure. But… rope doesn’t move on its own.

Forcing my eyes open I turned my head just enough to see. Since gaining consciousness, strapped to what I assumed was a table, not flat but not quiet upright either, I had been under the impression that their was only one creature taunting me – teasing as it pawed at me.

Now I wasn’t sure how that could be true as it wasn’t rope around my arms but instead another thick black and bright blue tentacle.

What were these things?!

My racing thoughts were silenced by a solid smack. I opened my mouth to scream, the scraps of fabric that made up my panties offered no protection from the blow straight to my pussy lips. Before any sound could escape however, the thinner end of one of the tentacles darted between my lips. The girth quickly filled my mouth, choking off my horror.

Honeymoon Facial

When me and my husband got married, we had done about everything imaginable in bed, but wanted to ensure I did something extra nice for him on our honeymoon.

We didn’t have a long honeymoon and had a night picked out to stay in a hotel in the mountains. After a long day of adventuring and being outdoors, we picked up some food and headed to our hotel.

Exhausted, yet relaxed, we quickly ate and took a nice steamy shower to cleanse ourselves for the night. He dressed in a pair of trunks that you can clearly see the outline of his long & thick cock. I slipped into a nightie and headed towards the bed where he was laying down relaxing.

I crawled into bed and kissed down his neck, down his chest, and made my way to his cock, teasing the tip with my tongue. I put his thick dick in my mouth and started to suck him slowly, up and down, getting it so sloppy and wet.

My spit ran down his now hard cock as I gagged a little, taking him all the way inside of my mouth. I begin to stroke his large cock before getting on top.