Mistress Kate [MF] [MM] [Femdom] Part 2

Kate likes it when I struggle. I like it when I struggle too.

I purse my lips slightly and rock my head back. Two strong hands wrap themselves around my head and Kate’s voice, dominant and imposing fills the air.

“Come. Here.”

One hand on the back of my head now, the other guiding her strap on into my mouth. I allow it to penetrate my lips and the smooth rubber exterior opens my jaw as it enters my mouth.

“Good. That’s better.”

She starts moving her hips forwards and backwards, and I feel it running along my tongue and getting deeper inside my mouth.

“Good boy. There you go. Much better.”

Deeper into my mouth now. Hitting the back of my throat. The first thrust doesn’t make me gag, but the second one does. And the third. Kate is not stopping.

“I’m going to give that throat a good fucking. It’s my throat.”

The effect on me is significant. My cock is streaming precum down my leg. Her cock is penetrating my throat again and again, thrusting relentlessly. I am trying to relax, just like she trained me, but I gag hard. My body convulses as I wretch desperately. But I keep it together.

The time I fucked my neighbor.

So I was about 25 and was dating some geourgeous 22 yo women. She was so cute and stacked. However, she was still a virgin, and I was after it for a couple months, one time I even had her top off and she had the most perfect body…. But as she stared up at me as scared as deer in headlights, I couldn’t take her….We didn’t love each other and that to me would have been wrong, so I waited hoping….
One night after our date I went home a little earlier than usual. When I pulled up the driveway my older neighbor was having a fire in the backyard with his GF. I grabbed a couple cold ones and jumped the fence and sat down by the fire with them. I have lived next to this guy most of my life, hardly ever said a word to him but here I sit for some reason shooting the shit.
I grew up with all his daughters, 5 of them. The oldest was my same age and we are friends to this day, I was never attracted to her, then another daughter….but the third daughter… awe man. Me and a friend of mine used to do all kinds of dirty things with her when we were kids, honestly it was just kid stuff and learning the difference between boys and girls. One time we even had her jerk u off at the same time when we we’re like 13.
Anyways, back to the fire. We’re talking and then around the corner of the house comes his 3rd daughter, I had forgotten she moved back from somewhere, had two kids and divorced I guess.
She was all women now man, all women. She came out in a silky robe and clearly had just showered. It was like a dream come true. I was so worked up especially because of my dating situation.
She comes and sits down and we start to talk and I can hardly look at her, her dad sitting there knowing what was on my mind….and hers. After awhile her dad gets up and says well, I have to take my GF home.You kids don’t stay out here too long… he knew, I knew and she knew. Then he got in his truck and left.
He wasn’t gone five minutes and we started playing truth or dare. That’s when I notice a shadow in the window, it had to have been one, if not both the younger sisters listening in and watching….which was weird but I didn’t care.
Dare: show me your tits…..they were perfect.
Truth: what are you thinking about doing to me? I’m gonna take that robe off and fuck you.
Truth: did it turn you on when you jerked us off as kids? Hell yea, I masturbate thinking about it all the time.
Dare: show me your cock. I pulled it out so fast… then in my peripheral vision I can still see the shadows in the windows… oh well, enjoy the show girls.
Dare, suck it, suck my cock.
She jumped up opened up her robe, got down on her knees and sucked me off like a champion. I could see her beautiful body, rubbing her tits, heaven. While I’m leaning back enjoying every second of my childhood fantasy come true….I look and still see in the shadows, them watching. I’m looking right at them….they dont care… they watch.
Like five minutes later i let loose in between those sweet little lips and WOW, that was awesome.
We sit back and talk a few minutes, a little more childhood dirty talk and before I know it, I pin her to the ground in the deep summer grass and pound away at that pussy. Probably the best I ever had, I roll her over on her stomach she puts her ass in the air and I hammer away and right when im about to cum, she without me saying a word rolls over and has me finish on her tits, I did hit the tits, face and hair, all the while, with an audience.
I didn’t want to date that girl but I did like us fucking that one night…. It was glorious and I think her little sisters liked the show too, I would see the younger one in the store or out and about from time to time and they would give me the most lustfull looks….

A Job You Love (Part 1) [F/M] [Fdom][Msub] [Milking] [Hucow I guess?] [Dirty talking] [Medical] [Forced Bi-ish?]

Summer was coming and with it the summer workers. Vivian was sitting in her office, waiting for Paul, her assistant, to deliver the first of the many applicants. She skimmed the list, a small crease between her eyebrows expressing her apprehension. They had so many candidates, that day. It bothered her. She liked to take her sweet time and she just hated to be rushed during the interviews. But there wasn’t much to be done: CMBKTS was a seasonal worker’s dream. Four months of effort, after all, left the lucky chosen with enough cash to spend a lavish winter season. It usually attracted students, travellers and the poor souls in desperate need for a work VISA extension.

She sighed, burying her nose in the pile of papers once again, studying the medical record of her first interviewee. 24, reasonably healthy, with an average life success score and a good level of CVM compatibility, as highlighted by his most recent bloodwork.

His passport-sized picture really did not tell her much, as a pair of heavy rimmed glasses obscured the feature her soon-to-be patient. He was not one of their regular, she noticed with interest taking a last sip of her creamy coffee. She was pleasantly surprised when Paul escorted Josh Anderson into her office.

Drive-In Blues [Gay/Hypnosis/Feminization]

Chapter Four: Send Me No Wine

[Warning: Heavy Themes of Mind Break and Non-Consent]

After half an hour of cleaning up the office with their tongues, the two were thoroughly exhausted, and no longer hypnotized. Ian and Alex leaned against eachother on the couch, desperately wanting a nap. Mr.Ferguson chuckled. “All tuckered out now huh? I live in the second and third floors of this building. Eliana will help you two find your way.”

Ian expected the secretary to come through the door to the lobby, but a different door opened to the left. A bubbly blonde no taller then Alex’s chin entered. What she lacked in height she made up for in her bottom half. Her hips and thighs would have made Ian hard if not for the previous hours of stress his cock had endures. Or was it his master making him slowly lose interest? There was no way to tell.

She smiled ear to ear “Come with me boys! We have the best silk sheets money can buy!”

Ian and Alex shambled over to her, resigned to their current situation. Ian decided that another plan to free them could wait until after a decent nap.

Massaging went wrong

I was on a vacation at my favorite hotel next to the beach, i just turned 18 and i had a couple of drinks to celebrate since it was my birthday. As i was walking to my room one of the housekeepers stopped me and asked if i was interested in the 15℅ discount on the massaging sessions this week. I couldn’t miss this chance, not on my birthday. I pictured a young female masseuse and sauntered there. The masseuse turned out to be the opposite: a wrinkled, lanky man with a graying beard.

But I did not want to be rude, so I paid , roughly about 50 dollars. He asked me to strip down to my underwear so I did. I lay down and close my eyes. His fingers were long and cold, but his touch on my back was soothing. It was calming and very relaxing
so i fell asleep without even knowing. After a while i no longer felt his touch around my body, and before i knew it I woke up with his penis inside my ass.This guy was pounding my butt like a thirsty dog. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I was getting butt-fucked from a stranger. He kept on pulling my hips until it was too late for me, this guy started ejaculating inside.I don’t know if he planned this , but i shoved him off.

Blasphemous Confessions [stream of consciousness] [non-binary]

I want to be someone’s dirty heathen whore. I want to fuck and be fucked in a chapel on an altar. I want to fuck behind a curtain; my gasps muffled by the soaring melodies of the sopranos in the choir and I want the music of the organ to fill my chest with its resonance while I get my body violated and fucked to tears until even the music can’t cover the cries of my sin.

I want the whispers to stir in the pews when I show up for the service with love bites decorating my throat and my lovers arm around my waist.
I want the shame to burn me from my crown to my feet and I want my toes to curl in embarrassment. I want to nervously adjust my skirt to make sure no one discovers I’m not wearing anything underneath. I want to be dressed in white but I want my clothes to get rumpled and maybe torn from my lover having their way with me.

I want my lover to pull my hair and hiss threats of damnation in my ear if I so much as I think about eating the sacrament while they themselves savor the taste.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F/F] Part 54

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=== ***Chris*** ===

April 30, 2018

The restaurant is awfully busy, and I felt bad about leaving at 8 PM, since it’s still a packed house. I worked in a very popular Italian chain restaurant, and while we are busy, we are also fully staffed. Having me there would have been just an extra body in the way, and the kitchen is already pretty crowded.

That’s when I noticed her. Isabella. She looked lonely and she kept looking around like she’s expecting someone. A glass of wine sits in front of her and a closed menu next to it.

“Chris, I got about one table left and my shift’s about to end, do you mind taking it?” Marie told me, one of my co-workers. She’s a young mother of two, her ex knocked her up twice and then disappeared on her, and she’s a good person too.

“Of course,” I told her as she gave me such a relieved smile. She nodded towards Isabella’s table.

“Hi, um, my shift’s about to end so I’ll be handing you over to my co-worker here, Chris. He’ll take care of you, alright?”

Step Sister Corruption Part 203 – Day 113 Test Pt 2 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Summer*

Did this bitch’s nipples suddenly get hard???

And her areolas puffed out?

Or was my eyes playing tricks on me?

Sabrina noticed that I couldn’t stop staring at her chest even after she was done with her drink. She looked down at her breasts to see what I was looking at before looking at me, “What is it Summer?”

I looked up at her, “Did your nipples get hard?”

She looked down at her nipples before looking at me and shrugged, “So my nipples got hard. So what? They do that randomly especially since I had them pierced.”

Huh?

Is that a thing?

I looked at her, “So your nipples randomly get hard?”

She lightly chuckled, “Yeah they do that. They hardly go soft as they get hard for the smallest thing. Rubbing against a bra gets them hard. Change in the air…hard.”

Maybe Gabe’s thinking was wrong.

Then I remembered my line of questioning. I looked at her, “Sorry where were we?”

Sabrina smiled, “You asked me if I’m into giving guy’s head.”

I smiled, “Right. Sorry.”

Mail Order GF (I)

TW: Mention of abusive relationships!

I’ve never liked being alone. It’s harder to drown out the darkness, the nagging self doubt filled voice in my head telling me discouraging things as I slump through day to day life, trying to maintain a feeling of adulthood. Trying to mask the scared little girl lurking just below the surface.

When I left my last relationship I told myself I had to be alone. To heal and recover from years (starting in HS and ending in my early 20s) of mentally, verbally, and physically abusive charades subjugated upon me by my ex.

As soon as I found myself single I became a different type of miserable. While my last relationship had been terrible I missed the good things that come from a relationship (even a rocky one). Sleeping alone, eating alone, watching stupid meme clips on YouTube alone. Wash, rinse, repeat, wash, rinse, repeat. All alone.

It was like I was a ghost. I felt hollow and invisible. I no longer had to deal with violent rampages or uncertainty. Now I just had to deal with my own mundane tasks, the blandness of the expected. Had I always felt the need to live for someone else? Or was this a learned behavior?

Step Sister Corruption Part 202 – Day 113 Test Pt 1 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Summer*

I can’t believe Gabe has the nerve to say that *he* believes that his yummy delicious precum is *addictive* and that **I** am addicted to it!

It’s not **my** fault I enjoy sex.

If anything it’s **his** fault for being so good in bed that **I** fell for that dumb ass.

And so what if I tackled him and fucked him when he got home. I was horny dammit.

It’s not **my** fault that I got accustomed to having sex with that glorious dick of his that my pussy was aching for his dick after not having it for a couple of days. It’s **his** fault for leaving me alone for a couple of day’s while he fucked Kelly. It’s **his** fault for getting me attached to him and his glorious fucking cock.

Granted I do have to share him with Kelly on a regular basis which I think having Kelly join our activities has been quite fun as it does push my boundaries.

And yes I do share him with the plethora of girl’s but at the end of the day he does fuck me the hardest so it’s not too bad so I can’t really complain.