Rockette’s Rocky Adventures – Ch. 1 & 2 [Fantasy][NC][f/MMM][bd][humil]

Ch. 1: The Introduction

“Shit shit shit fuck! Fuck!” A man dressed in black mutters to himself as he runs down an alley, panting, out of breath. “Fuck! No! Nonono!” He exclaims having ran down the alley only to meet a dead-end. He turns around to face his pursuer.

“Looks like you trapped yourself, idiot!” A young woman taunts as she comes around the corner of the alley in mid-air, gently descending to the ground. She was dressed in a tight, white, bright mini-dress with a symbol resembling a rocket emblazoned on the chest of the dress, matching knee-high heeled boots, flesh-colored/off-white pantyhose, white opera gloves, and a white domino mask to complete her look as the heroine, Rockette. The heroine was quite the sight to look at, her athletic-thin build with shapely long legs made her stand-out like a goddess. She was a sigh of relief to see as a law-abiding citizen, but she struck a chord of fear in some criminals.

“Rockette! You bitch! Why are you picking on a small-fry like me when you got guys like Don Diablo on the streets still!” the man yells in frustration, shaking an empty fist at her with the purse he stole in his other hand. The heroine scoffs having gently landed on the ground now walking slowly towards the criminal.

The Night my Life Truly Began. Part 7 [Plot] [Light Humil]

Part 7

With James sat on our sofa looking like a wimpering puppy I outlined how life was going to be from now on. At first I was nervous, but as soon as I started talking all my thought and feelings tumbled out. I let him know how pathetic I thought he was and my respect for him had disappeared literally overnight. I no longer had any desire for him and knowing he could never fulfill my needs would only make me resent him more. The more I spoke the angrier at him I became letting him know that from now on his role in our relationship was to serve my needs, but I let him know in no uncertain terms that I never want to see his pathetic penis again. If he needs to degrade himself then he is not to do it in the house away from our growing family. The look in his eyes as I finish my tirade is a mix of pain, betrayal and acceptance. As I leave the room I remind him that the spare room has a spare mattress to sleep on. I make my way to bed to finally sleep feeling exhilarated and free.

FICTION: Cum fly away aka the friendly skies

As soon as the seat belt sign was off, we were up. Not at the same time, of course. I let her go first. We didn’t want to alert the stewardess. After all, the captain did not turn on the “You Can Now Fuck in the Bathroom” sign.

I had an excuse, though. My biggest fantasy was to join the Mile High Club. I had flown, maybe, a hundred times, thanks to my job. But I had never taken the sexual leap. I never had the chance. The closest I came was on a flight from Berlin to Barcelona when I briefly thought about jerking off in the john, but I did not think that counted.

My other excuse was Heather. She was flesh-colored Viagra. Sexual napalm. I could not be around her and not want to touch her in some inappropriate way. She met me at the airport in Paris. She’s British. I am American. We were going to Beijing together to cover a tech conference. I had not seen her in several months – we ran in the same business circles and would always meet in exotic places such as Rome or Tokyo or Sioux City, Iowa.

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Sex Shop:
One afternoon I went out with a friend’s boyfriend to a sex shop, since it was her anniversary and I wanted to surprise her by experiencing new things. I end up buying him different objects including a divine vibrator that when I touched it I felt so morbid that I imagined things for that moment. We left the store with the objects without talking much and when we got in the car we couldn’t stand it and we ended up doing it there, me sucking his cock and he penetrating my ass with the vibrator. Everything was so rich in that time that I would love to repeat the story.

[M4F] A different approach to sex 2

It had been nearly a month since I had last seen her but I wanted more of her. She was beautiful. Her clear blue eyes, the freckles that ran down her body. Oh that smile. I had wanted to see her again and I wanted to do it soon.

Going to my emails, the time of the link had expired and I grew extremely desperate. I scoured through 50 pages of Craigslist before finding her. I was nervous all over again. Writing the email with thorough intentions and huge hopes, I pressed send. That was the longest day to me.

A reply came not much later from the time sent. She actually gave me her phone number and we started texting. All intentions were once again poured into words for her to read on her lips. She immediately agreed to see me that night and the same amount as before.

The day dragged, yet my smile didn’t. She finally came over about 10 to 11pm. The streets were blanketed in darkness, broken by only a few streetlights. I remember her smile when she got out of her car. Definitely illuminated the world around me.

[MF] Our First Hotel Meeting…

As the elevator doors open my heart is pounding. I look down at my phone as I start walking down the hall and see the text I just received from you, “Room 327, door will be open ;)” My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest as thoughts run through my head with alarming speed. What will she think of me, will she be disappointed when she sees me… but my mind empties as I turn and face the door to your room. The door is slightly open so I take a deep breath and reach out to push the door open.

As I enter the hotel room I close the door behind me and I can hear the sound of running water. Looking to my right I see that the bathroom door is all the way open allowing me to see the source of the noise and my breath stops in my throat. Through the steam I can see directly through the glass door on the shower, I see you standing there eyes closed, lost in your own thoughts, not having noticed that I arrived at the room.

Walk with my college girlfriend and her friend turns into threesome (MFM)

As the three of us walked through the park I knew paranoia was getting the better of me. I didn’t know why but the thoughts were going through my head. Had she fucked him? Were they closer than I realised? The thoughts turned to pictures that I couldn’t ignore. The thought of the two of them together was stuck in my head as I followed them along the path. In that moment I felt so possessive of Billie. I knew all the guys hit on her. I also knew she’d dated more than she had admitted to. She had never said anything about James, yet there always seemed something unspoken between them.

As we walked further I decided I’d tease her a little, out of sight. I started with a gentle hand on her back, sliding it gently up and down so she would feel my skin in hers. Then I moved my hand down over her skirt, softly stroking the top of her leg before sliding my hand upwards, caressing her ass, squeezing hard and moving my fingers between her legs. I teased her with my fingers until she pushed me away with a smile on her face. The thoughts in my head were growing stronger. She always had this effect on me. Just being around her drove me wild. I grabbed her hand behind her back and rubbed it against my jeans so she could feel how hard I was, then whispered in her ear, “I need to fuck you.”

[MF] Mutual Masturbation

Distance is a terrible thing. They hadn’t seen each other in 7 months. Not gotten to smell each other’s skin or her hair (he didn’t have any). They hadn’t gotten to rub their fingers in the texture of those slippery juices. All of it had been such a long time, so when the time finally came you would expect them to ravish each other, and they did. Eventually. But before they got there they made a pact. For 7 months all they had been able to do is touch themselves and they agreed that switching it from touching themselves to touching each other was the perfect way to transition.

They’d spent hour upon hour during those 7 months describing the ways they touched themselves it was like they knew every intimate detail of what is the most personal of acts. They knew it so well they could close their eyes and see it.

He knew how she liked to be touched and as she lay on the bed, and he did what she did so many times before. On her back. Knees bent. Feet up near her ass and then he pushed her knees wide so they went flat on the bed. Her feet together. Her pussy exposed. So easy to touch in this position.

Posh girl’s father catches her giving me a blowjob – A short, true story

Some years ago I was with Esme. She was a very pretty twenty something with brown hair and big brown eyes and the longest eyelashes. She had delicious big tits, tiny waist and a lovely plump arse. She was from a really posh family who were terrible snobs and didn’t really approve of her being with a working class lad like me. Anyway, we would visit her parents once month for Sunday lunch at their massive house in the country and I would get slowly arseholed on her Dad’s expensive wine.

One time Esme had driven us out there so was remaining sober. It was the usual affair, lots of wine with lunch and her mum would get more and more drunk and end up ’emotional’ and obnoxious. I was feeling horny so suggested to Esme we go outside for a smoke. We went to sit in the car and I started kissing her, one thing led to another and I had my hand down her leggings and started sliding my fingers in and out of her sticky vagina. She said “We don’t have long before we will be missed, so I will suck you off”

Step Sister Corruption Part 189 – Day 111 Client Intentions (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

We waited on our food that we ordered after all the girl’s came back with their belongings from the hotel that Vuse offered and quickly took it away when each of them basically told Vuse to pound sand.

Granted I was just guessing as to Vuse’s play and surprised I was right.

I then offered the girl’s shared rooms for the night. I nearly shit myself at the exorbitant rates I got charged for two rooms for one night and was counting my lucky stars that dad in his infinite wisdom made me get an account with most of the major hotel chains, that we weren’t staying in a five star hotel, and after the Jessica fiasco I got myself a credit card through my bank.

Still the two room’s cost me nearly $993.38. Which was a lot more than the $250 me and Kel paid for our room though we booked a week in advance. So each room cost roughly $300 each and $150 deposit for damages which I would get back after two days from check out.

Thank you bank gods for granting me a $5000 limit though my credit was shit.