Teaching my manager a lesson [MF, rape]

I sigh deeply. Once again, I’ve been called to your office, and once again, I’m sure it’s for some bullshit reason. I take a second to control my anger before I knock on your office door.

“Come in.”

I open the door, and you give me a condescending smile.

“I’m sure you know why you’re here.”

I sigh again, shaking my head.

“I have no idea. Just like I had no idea the other times I was called in here.”

“Okay, then I’ll make it very clear. I’ve seen how you look at me, undressing me with your eyes. I’m a manager at this bank, not a piece of meat, and you will treat me as such!”

I stare at you in disbelief, and I can’t stop myself from chuckling.

“That’s why I’m here? Then let ME be very clear. If you don’t want me to look at you, then you shouldn’t dress like that. Tight tops showing off your breasts, short skirts hugging your ass. If you don’t want to be looked at like a piece of meat, then don’t dress like a slut.”

“You can’t talk to me like that!”

The massage…

You ask me to rub your shoulders and your back when we get into bed. You take your shirt off, and I start around the base of your neck. Digging in hard enough where you feel me dig into the muscles but soft enough where there is not any pain. I hear your breathing lessen as you begin to relax. I work my way over to your shoulders back in and down the base of your spine. Back over and up the sides of your back. Your skin is soft and beautiful. I lean over to give you a kiss around the base of your neck and another one on your trapezius. I continue to work your muscles while continuing to kiss various parts of your back. You stop me and lay down, and remove your panties. You lay down as in continue running your back and shoulders making my way down to your buttocks.

[M]outh [F]or YOU

My mouth is open: I’m panting a little in anticipation and desire and I begin to fidget as I feel my pussy get wet. As your jeans drop to the floor with a muffled thump I’m leaning towards you, perky breasts on full display, my nipples firm and begging to be touched.

‘Worship it.’ You tell me.

I need no further request, I’m already eagerly reaching for you, my eyes greedy and full of lust. Gently taking hold of you in both hands I kiss the sensitive head of your cock and feel you tremble a little as I start to stimulate you. I start long, slow licks from the base of your shaft to the tip using wide, flat strokes, feeling you get harder as you watch my head bobbing beneath you. I interchange my licks, tracing patterns along your thick shaft and round your swollen balls, heavy with your cum. I press hard as I slide my tongue up a bulging vein and smile to myself as you flinch in pleasure above me. Changing tactics, I tease and tickle the tip of your cock, tracing circles, flickering quickly around your tight foreskin, never keeping the same motion for too long. You’re starting to gasp a little as the sensations fill your every thought: wanting it to go on forever, but wanting to climax so fucking badly….

Dark Fantasies: The late night musings of an everyday girl. [F, tentacles, MFM]

Sometimes, when I am supposed to be asleep, my sweet, kind, gentle boyfriend lays his head on my stomach as he dreams. It is during those late night hours, as my partner and I nestle into our cozy bed, that I softly stroke his dirty-blonde hair and look at porn. Hardcore porn.

This isn’t your average run-of-the-mill porn either, folks. No, for some ungodly reason it’s usually tentacles- ones that grip a squirming girl by her ankles and wrists, slithering up her creases as she wines in Japanese- that really get me going.

It isn’t the size of the trapped girls bouncing, milky, perfect breasts- ones so large that they could be considered a dangerous weapon in some countries. Nor, is it the length of the pulsating tendrils that snake their way up the crying girls naval, into her blouse while still caressing her thigh at the seam of a paper thin skirt- tickling up to her panties.

A Hero’s breaking

First I’d have you tied up, to begin with, but release you with a gun on you. I’d make you strip for me, showing off each and every inch of your skin that belongs to me. I’d have you bend over and show me how wet you are, before sliding a finger or two and my tongue into you, tasting how good you are. I’d bury my face and fingers inside of you from behind while you ride my face until you make a big mess all over my ginger beard and face.

Then when you’re shaking and wet and pushing me away, I’d slide into you inch by slow, torturous inch until I’m buried inside you and take a fist full of your hair from behind, the gun pressed against the back of your skull. If you fought too hard, I’d flip you over, wrap one strong hand around your throat, and pound into you making you keep eye contact with me until you cum again, the barrel of my gun pressed against your forehead before leaving bite marks and kisses along your throat and jaw while I claim your body.

Little slut loves being used in the bedroom(m/f)

I haven’t seen him in over 5 months. It’s driving me crazy. I crave him, I crave his cock, I crave his presence, literally everything about him. I think about him 24/7. Today is finally the day.

I get to the airport in his city at around noon. He’s waiting for me outside the gate. I get my luggage and eagerly go through the routines necessary before I’m off the plane. I see his tall, strong body standing, waiting for me. His shirt is hugging his biceps perfectly. I can even see his dimple from across the way. His perfect brown hair flowing just right. I’m so excited. I find myself running towards him full force. He braces himself, taking a good blow from my athletic body, yet still supports me. My legs wrap hard around him as I embrace him for a hard, long-awaited hug. I pause for a second and find his lips. They’re just as soft as I remember. Tingles shoot down my body, remembering the familiar feeling and comfort. I hop down from him and continue my strong hug, too thrilled to let go. His familiar scent is radiating off of him, I get lost in it. After a few moments I finally release him and we begin to talk as we walk towards his car. We are both so giddy to see each other. Finally home.

The Challenge part 1

Cecilia sat at the kitchen table, browsing away on her phone as she waits for her older sister and caretaker, Britney, to finish cooking breakfast.

Her older brother, Sam, sat across the table from her on his own phone. Cecilia smiled a little as she discreetly watched him, playing around with her neck length hair that was dyed platinum with other multi colord highlights. Her tank top and short shorts that service as her pajamas hugged her body tightly and showed off her average but perky breast.

Brittany shut off the stove and took off her apron, revealing her much larger tits that were noticeable even under her shirt. She left the kitchen to let Sam and Cecilia service themselves.

Cecilia watch her leave and immediately set her phone down, lifting her socked foot up onto Sam’s lap.

“Really? Now, while she’s still here.” Sam gives her a questionable look as she starts to massage his crotch with her foot.

“It’ll be fine, she’s just going to masturbate in her bathroom for 20 minutes. We have the time.” Cecilia stated as she stands up and leans across the table, Sam also standing up and meeting her half way, kissing each other as Cecilia’s hands wrap around Sam.

First time with my brother [Fm] [INCEST] continued

After dropping my swimsuit next to his speedos, the feeling of exposure was almost overwhelming! Feeling the breeze run over my naked body while looking at my brother, who was looking back at me, made me feel exposed, excited and incredibly nervous all at once. The butterflies in my stomach were indescribable.

Thinking back, I remember not having a plan at all. This wasn’t something I’d planned. I was in the heat of the moment, standing there, both of us naked, starting to freak out, but, through the nerves and excitement, I can clearly remember feeling my pussy tingling. It was like electricity was running through my pussy directly.

So, I slowly sat down on my towel, our eyes never parting from each other, then lay back onto my elbows and instinctively spread my legs a little, then, somehow managed to muster up the courage to slide my right hand down my tummy until my middle finger slid gently over my clit, down and ran along my opening, which is when I felt and realised how insanely wet I was, then back up to my clit where I preceded to gently circle my middle finger.

SEX WITH CHINESE COUPLES PT. 01

Let me begin by saying that this is the very first time that I find myself writing something like this. I am usually a man who doesn’t say much, let alone a man who writes anything up. But I find myself compelled to make an exception. I am making an exception because I feel that it is my duty to share what I have learned with others and that by sharing what I have learned, I will be both enabling a great deal of bottled up joy to be released as well as contributing, if only just a little bit, to the promotion of peace and harmony between the races.
So here goes. My wife and I have been involved in a swinging relationship with four Chinese couples for the past handful of years and the experience has been so fulfilling and so meaningful that I would be remiss if I didn’t share some details about it with the world. I intend to do this in this note and in future notes, and I will try my best to provide you with information that I hope will be useful. As you will note, I try to provide guidance that is actionable and that will enable others not only to enjoy reading about our adventures, but will enable them to start their own adventures.
To start with, all of the couples that we are involved in are in their mid fifties and older, with the oldest couple in their mid and late sixtes: the lady is sixty four and the man is sixty eight. Secondly, you may ask (and I know you are asking): why only Chinese and not other ethnicities? That is in fact a very good question, but the answer is this: simply that we have developed a taste for the Chinese (every time I see someone from China, I have, I am not shy to say, a very strong erection, whether they are male or female) – and in fact, Mainland Chinese for that matter. But if I were to provide an explanation, I would say that we like Chinese couples because of the fascinating psychological dynamics between older Chinese men and women and Caucasians. For instance, older Chinese men, we have discovered, are very aroused by the very notion that a Caucasian male finds their female attractive. The men are also very aroused by Caucasian females. They are extremely intimidated by them and would never approach them on their own, so that finding themselves with easy access to a Caucasian female who is friendly and respectful towards them almost numbs them with joy and even giddiness.
Also, I must add (because it is important), for some reason, older Chinese men don’t find it offensive if a Caucasian male touches them sexually. Why? I have no idea, but I can tell you that they not only find it not offensive, they find it amusing and often they laugh when a male touches them affectionately (that is why, for instance, whenever I move to kiss a Chinese male, they start laughing and sticking out their tongue playfully, which then enables me to suck their tongue, which in turn amuses them even more). These are all the dynamics, among others, that work very reliably with Chinese couples. (The dynamics may be – and in fact are – different with other Asians: Koreans, Vietnamese, etc. And it’s probably different even for Taiwanese, who have internalized some Western values and sensitivities and are therefore not as interesting . What we have become experts on are married Mainland Chinese couples who live in the United States).
So, just to be sure that I not misleading anyone, it’s a specific set of people that I am discussing here, although there is a very large number of them out there (there are Chinese couples everywhere you turn) and you should be able to befriend many in your very area. I’m pretty sure that if you looked, you would find some in your neighborhood in fact.
Now, when you spot an older Chinese man or woman, just walk by their house when one of them is around and be friendly with them and work your way to chatting with them. After that, just build up your friendship patiently and step by step. Older Chinese couples, especially when their children have left, are very easy to make friends with and it’s amazing how easy it is to enter in a swinger relationship with them.
After about 3 months or so of friendship building, invite them to your home for dinner and treat them well. Chinese like to be respected and treated nicely. (Respect is very important to them, and you can go a long way by being meticulously respectful ad courteous to them). Gradually – and I mean very gradually – begin to introduce sexual innuendos and allusions in your conversations, all couched in innocent, simple humor. You want to get to a point where you can comfortably share with them some of your sexual preferences and tastes, and they in turn theirs, without arousing any suspicions about your ultimate intentions. (This is harder that it may seem. For me, since I have an erection as soon as I see an older Chinese person, I have taken to ensuring that my penis is well tucked in so that the erection doesn’t show.)
At some point (and you will know when that point comes) make a clear-cut sexual compliment about the wife and lustfully stare at one of her parts (her breasts, buttocks or legs) and then laugh out loud and in a friendly manner. When you get to this stage, make sure that you have positioned your penis so that your erection will show, and that you look at your erection and at the lady’s parts back and forth. Make sure that you don’t make eye contact with the lady as you do that. Instead, make sure that her husband catches you doing this and momentarily make eye contact with him as you do this. Don’t laugh or say anything as you do this. All of this must (this is crucial) remain unspoken. The message you are communicating is that the animal in you has been aroused and that you are not able to control that animal.
This one move will get you close to the next level. Repeat this regularly, escalating each time, until you get to the point where you are able to express your desire to take the lady to bed and to enjoy her body in front of her husband and your wife. If you do this gradually (over a couple of more months), you will get there. Once you have been able to cross that point, the rest is easy.
The couples that my wife and I are engaged with are all dear friends of ours who are there to help and support (and us to them) as well as full emotional and sexual partners. We work hard on both sides to ensure that there is a romantic element with the core sentiment being desirability: we desire them and they desire us. So, leering at each other and openly expressing verbally and beyond how fond we are of them, their bodies, etc.
In terms of what we do in the bedroom, we engage our couples one couple at a time.
The fact that we are four of us opens up limitless possibilities to what we can do together that don’t exist otherwise: straight husband and wife copulations, with the pleasure of watching the other couple have sex while you have sex with your spouse; double penetrations of a husband of the wives, wife stacking and the husbands taking turns, the husband doing 69 and penetrating each other, and so on. A great deal of fun indeed.
Usually, we start such sessions after dinner at 7:30 pm and go on through the night and past midnight, with breaks in between to refresh.
With the couples that we have, we are able to have sex every week, usually Fridays and Saturdays. Nothing kinky with any of the couples at all: simply sex. With two of them, the men have homosexual sex, including penetration. There are times when a husband comes by himself to our house for sex, and sometimes asks to have sex just with me (the husband), and I am fine with at. One of the two men like to be the lady while the other one like to be the man, although in both cases, I make sure that regardless, I go get a turn on their ass. Both men do like to be penetrated and for some reason, when they are being penetrated, they both laugh out loud and make constant eye contact with me, hungrily watching the expression on my face. And the more pleasure I show on my face, the more uproarious their laughter is. They find it funny that a white man is being pleasured by penetrating in their ass. It is really an experience!
Regarding the ladies, they are not submissive at all, contrary to commonly help opinion. On the contrary, they are very much engaged. One thing that all of the couples that we have engaged have in common is that the ladies are very health conscious. They see the sexual engagement from the perspective of health: it helps them with maintaining a youthful “Chi” as they put it and given that these sexual sessions are usually several hours long and there is a lot of sweating, they see it as part physical exercise. They are very affectionate, but they also have a bit of bossiness about them. Like their husbands, they laugh quite a bit and use laughter to mitigate against embarrassment (for instance, farting, ejaculation, etc.). The ladies do not hesitate to engage in sex with my wife. They don’t even seem to see it as sex, but rather as affection and play. They certainly have much less of a Caucasian complex and are amused that Caucasian men like them and more amused and laugh when they watch their husband in coitus with my wife. As you can tell, there is a great deal of playfulness during our sessions. And remarkably (I think this is a reflection of the fact that there is something called a mainland Chinese culture), there is little variation from sone session to the next between the couples, which simplifies things. I hope that is helpful.
Regarding the size of the men’s penis: it is not true at all that they have smaller sizes. Their sizes are about the same as what you expect with Caucasians. One man, Charles, in fact, has a larger than average penis (about 7 inches long) and rather thicker. My theory is that men from the northern provinces, who tend to be larger and bulkier, have larger penises. But that is a theory and pure speculation. But no, it’s a myth that Chinese men have smaller parts…
Going back to the ladies, three are petite and one is taller and larger than what you may expect. They all have breasts that are on the smaller size and they all have rather hairy vaginas. None of them shaves. In terms of sex with my wife, there is a great deal of kissing. They do not seem to like licking, but they do like being licked. Licking them in the anus amuses them a lot and my wife indulges them. They are also very keen on masturbation. As soon as we begin our sessions, they are constantly rubbing their vagina, even as they are talking to you, etc., walking around, etc. As soon as they get naked, they commence with rubbing their vagina and they all do it in the same way, as if they had been trained in the same school. It is curious. What is also worth noting is that once we are in a sex session, they are loud in their voice and very comfortable with their bodily functions – for instance, they will fart, go to the bathroom without closing the door, etc. Another thing that they have in common, which I found interesting, is that before they mount a penis, they loudly and energetically spit on it, almost mechanically, and then rub their spit around it, thus lubricating it. The first time one of the ladies did that to me, it startled me, but I very quickly got used to it. And when they mount you and are facing you, they stare at you in the eyes consistently and rather seriously. That’s another interesting thing and it’s as though they had been trained to do that.
Regarding the large lady (I know you are wondering about her): she is not Amazon size, but almost 6 foot tall and has large calves and thick wrists. She is very nice and smiles a lot and is gentle. Of course, like all women, they like their breasts to be caressed and kissed. One thing that I do that catches them (and their husbands) off guard is smelling and licking their arm pits. They all laugh the first time I do it, but then ask to be smelled and licked in the arm pit after that as a matter of course.
Let me stop for now.
In the next part, I will give you some advice on places you can go to easily find Chinese couples and will share some handy tips on how to engage with them And, again – just to make sure that no one misunderstands my intentions – I am sharing all this because I believe that I have something special to say and that the secret to a fulfilled life is being very close to as many people as possible, especially people that you can learn a great deal from. And sexually engaging with married Chinese couples in their fifties and sixties is a sure way for you to learn a lot not only about life, but about your most inner self.

Stress relief [M/F] (extended ver.)

Mara bursts into her room, ‘God today was hell!’ Her husband Connor follows closely behind, ’It certainly could’ve gone better.’ She unbuckles her sword belt and flops on the bed. All her limbs, even her long thin devil’s tail gone limp, ‘Like who needs that many skeleton minions?! It’s mad!’ ‘It was definitely a lot but we got through them.’ Connor reassures her, taking off his furred cloak then sitting next to her.

Mara sits up next to him, ‘Hrmph, I’m so fucking wired right now it’s not even funny.’ Connor throws his arm around her, pulling her close and kissing her cheek. He brings his mouth up face, whispering into her long, elf-like ear, ‘I’m sure I’ve got ways to fix that.’ His voice shivers down Mara’s body as she gets a devious grin on her face, ‘Oh yeah?’ She excitedly laughs as she runs her hand gently down his thigh, ‘What do you have in mind for me?’ She grips his cock through his pant leg. His impressive girth fills her palm and her tail flicks in anticipation. Connors grip on her shoulder loosens and he caresses her collar bone gently. His fingers drift under the fabric of her low cut shirt, feeling the warmth of her soft, freckled chest. ‘Tell me. What do you want to do to me, big boy?’ She strokes his shaft gently, his cock throbs in excitement. Connor grabs her tit. Squeezing lightly with his strong hand. ‘Well, I was thinking…that I could take out my big cock.’