Starship Rimshot. ADVENTURES OF LT. ALASTAIR McGONAGAL. Scene One.

Starship Rimshot. ADVENTURES OF LT. ALASTAIR McGONAGAL. Scene One.

[Starship Rimshot video](https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/ac9ddeb71e1ce7c725/capt-evil-2-part-2-mp4)

The Earth-Ambassador from System III in the Andromeda Cluster keeps a vacation home near Aspen, Colorado. Lt. Alastair McGonagal, Second-in-Command of Starship Rimshot was invited up for a long weekend. Invited “up” literally meant ***UP***, joyful cock fully erect! Alastair knew in advance, the old gentleman, who was a crashing bore and impossible to be around for more than 15 minutes… Alastair knew the distinguished Ambassador would be gone most of the weekend, and that was the only reason he agreed to visit. That, and of course, ***the Andromeda Twins.*** The Ambassador himself, knew he was a crashing bore, but had full confidence in his lovely twins to secure a long-term shipping contract with Starship Rimshot. He left Alastair in their capable hands, and between their capable thighs.

Flowers and Cum

We are in a dungeon, nondescript and unimportant, but a dungeon nonetheless. You are secured to a bondage frame: wrists by cuffs and clips to the top, ankles by rope to the sides. You cannot lower your arms nor can you put your legs together. You are naked except for the ink that decorates your body. I am wearing a short skirt and a bra, my spike heels and waist cincher corset left on the floor out of reach.

I have already warmed your back up with impact and used sensation play to sensitize your chest. You are breathing a little heavier but are not completely winded as of yet. I move behind you again and proceed to hit you with a cane, leaving red stripes across your back. With each strike there is a sharp intake of breath and a moment to settle. Ten strikes, each one calculated and deliberate, and then I move on to a dragontail. When I am finished with the dragontail, you have welts to compliment the cane strikes, so that you look as though you’re decorated with the stems of flowers, leaves along the lengths, with no heads.

My husband (27M) suddenly fucked me (29F) like a pornstar. This happend yesterday so, yes, true story bro!

For some time now (basically since the whole maddness with covid-19 started and we found ourselfs locked in together), me and my then fiancee (now husband), had a pretty much boring and dull sex life.

Until one night. Until yesterday.

Yesterday he told me to wait for him in the bedroom, laying on my stomach, naked. That was an instant turn on. I was wondering why, what was he planning to do.

I did just that. I took off my clothes, admired and touched my seriously hot body and then turned off the lights and laid on my stomach. I was wondering if I should keep my legs tightened (that is a postion that he really likes), or if I should spread my legs. When he entered the room I decided to spread my legs wide so he can see my pussy.

It was a good decision. He came in, looked at me, he let out a sigh and instantly grabbed my ass and started to squeeze and rub it. He was moaning. I was moaning. Then he looked closely at my pussy and just jumped with his mouth on (in) it. As I was laying on my stomach, my entire pelvic area jumped up in his mouth.

Proving Her Worth [boss/employee]

She walks through the office hurriedly. Almost late to a meeting, and she hates not being punctual. Especially for him. She arrives at her boss’ door, knocks and waits. Tries to smooth her skirt and hair, with a little success before:

“Come in.” His low, deep voice rumbles through the air. She enters, still breathless and flushed, and shuts the door behind her.

He glances up from his laptop, briefly takes in her appearance, looking a little longer than necessary. He gestures at a chair. “Please. Sit down.”

She sinks into the proffered seat gratefully, looking at her hands to stop herself staring. Her flush deepens. Her boss is an attractive man, a fact she’s yet to get used to, despite his frequent wanderings around the office.

“So. Your first performance review.”

“Yes sir,” she said, nervously shifting in her seat.

He clears his throat, looks at her surprisingly warmly. “How do you think you’ve been doing?”

“Well… I think. I get on with my colleagues, I’m managing to keep up with my work. I… I love my job.” She admits.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 86-88) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 86: Assfuck (18++)

The constantly pleasure-seeking mage did not have to be told twice to climb on top of the futanari’s crotch and raise her ass over the throbbing, veiny girl-cock. If anything, Tabitha’s face got even more flushed, and her breathing through her mouth more labored. She smiled excitedly as if she was just waiting for an excuse to impale her ass with something thick and hard.

Beatrice relaxed for a moment and simply enjoyed the view of Tabitha’s youthful body. Narrow waist, flat stomach, and especially the ample cup size of her perky breasts. *Are breast implants really not a thing in this fantasy world?* Beatrice wondered, trying to understand how such a skinny woman could keep so much fat in her breasts. Yet Beatrice could see no scars, and as the mage got on top of her in a cowgirl position, her breasts swayed and changed shape under the forces of gravity completely naturally.

Anal Training & Prostate Milking

Hi, my name is Riley, and I am an anal addicted slut.

#Anal Training & Prostate Milking

**Why anal training?**
*“Anal training serves several purposes which are not only essential for your success, his emotional well-being but his health as well. Anal Training can also be referred to as prostate milking although in our case will be called anal training because is more than just prostate milking. Anal training is a necessity if your male is locked up for a week or more otherwise his prostate can get clogged up and his chances of getting prostate cancer increase. Milking not only causes a release of semen clearing out the prostrate but, will provide him with none of the satisfaction of a regular male orgasm. A male is usually even more frustrated after a milking than before because he has been stimulated similar to an orgasm but not allowed to have it. However, over time he will relax and the feeling of frustration will disappear. Milking also helps to prevent nocturnal or spontaneous orgasms which can happen if he is locked up long enough without being milked or allowed to cum. You can look at prostate milking through anal penetration or prostate stimulation as a necessary procedure. When you penetrate your hubby, you must not release him from his device or he may be tempted to stimulate his penis and all of your hard work up to that time will be ruined.*

[many/many] Orctober, a pansexual erotic flash fiction anthology

Last October I challenged myself to write a very short piece every day about orcs, based on a crowdsourced list of prompts from friends. It went well enough that this year I decided to repeat the experiment with two differences. One, my length limit is slightly longer. Two, this year, it’s all porn.

[Orctober 2021](https://archiveofourown.org/works/34179484/chapters/85046791) is an anthology of short pieces of erotica, featuring characters of all genders in all kinds of pairings. Some are straight-up porn. Some are pretty experimental. Some of them really, really stretch the definition of “erotica”. Regardless, I hope you find something here you enjoy.

Constructive criticism is always appreciated.

The Quarry [M/F][rape][murder][all manner of bad]

This is my response to a story request. I’ve never written anything this dark or violent before, please let know what you think.

The Quarry, as it was known to the people in the surrounding town, was a perfect rectangle, 500 feet by 300 feet, and at least 250 feet deep, but no one knew exactly how far down it went, has been inactive since the late 1950’s. While it was still producing limestone, the constant blasting, and dust, and heavy machinery made the surrounding area some of the least valuable property in the county, which is why Randall’s grandfather, also named Randall, bought it. He didn’t have the foresight to realize that when the mining operation struck enough underground springs the open pit would be allowed to fill with cool, clear water, and would form an idyllic freshwater lake. No, Randall’s grandfather, just like Randall, was dirt poor, and bought the land because it was all he could afford.

Little Red Apple

I

The seduction seeped in. The lingering, alluring glances that planted the seed. The provocative suggestions masked as harmless humor until she was ensnared.

At their first interaction he knew he liked her, that he wanted her, that she was everything he both desired and hated. *A creature this perfect should be punished for its beauty.* He wanted to see her pretty face contorted in pain as he laid hands on her in the ways he imagined no other man ever had, or would again. The way her eyes became squinted until they almost closed when she was smiling and laughing—he wanted them squinting under extreme resistance, the dark dull blue growing even dimmer as the tears swelled.

Perhaps it was her beguiling nature that was her ultimate undoing. Her confidence. Her intellect. Though she denied having either. How the magnanimous air about her attracted everyone in her vicinity. After months of building a rapport, the sexual tension so rigid between them that it felt overt when others were present, he decided to make his move. When he presented her with the option he was cautious in how he approached, so conscientious of the words he selected for such a sensitive proposal—such a censurable act of depravity. And upon hearing his offer, she denied him.

I (M) Meet & Eat My 1st Redditor (F)

I have posted details of some true life encounters previously on Reddit under my main account. The following story unfolded over the past week and is my first with a fellow Redditor. When I finished writing it out, I sent it to her to read, and asked how she felt about me posting it? She told me she loved the idea but asked me to create a different account to further preserve our anonymity. I am honoring that request. I hope you enjoy and I will plan on adding updates as our adventures continue.
She specifically ask for comments from you, the readers. She’s very curious to hear what you think or if you’ve had a similar experience
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Tuesday:
I posted in a few SubReddits that I love giving oral and am seeking a female partner who loves to receive. I ask nothing in return, just lay back and relax. Honestly, I didn’t hold out much hope I’d actually connect with anyone real, and willing to follow through. Fortunately, I was very wrong!
Wednesday:
I received a direct message that simply read, “tell me more.” Before responding, I pulled up the user’s profile. She’d clearly been on Reddit for several years, but all of her posts involved crafts, food, tv shows, etc. Nothing naughty or sexual, which was interesting because I could only assume she was asking about my offer to provide oral. Just to make sure, I responded generically, “about?”
She quickly replied, “your oral offer.” I responded by explaining that it’s always been a great passion of mine and something I love doing so much that I wasn’t asking for any reciprocation. She then asked, “would it have to be 100% anonymous and what would the setup look like.” I explained that I was wide open to whatever arrangement would make her most comfortable and asked what she’d need to consider moving forward.
Her response was brief, “let me think about that and I’ll get back to you.” I scrolled through her feed again, wondering if maybe this was someone just messing with my head.
Thursday:
I was reading my email when I received a new message from her. She explained that she would need us to get to know one another a bit first, and then she might be willing to meet. She added that was married and he couldn’t know about it. Everything was great except that he refused to go down on her, and she really missed that a lot. She also added there was no way she could host. I was encouraged and responded that my situation was very similar for the opposite reason. I LOVE giving oral but my partner is very uncomfortable receiving and very rarely allows me to eat her pussy. I also pointed out that I really couldn’t host either so we’d have to get creative if we decided to meet.
We spent the rest of the day chatting here and discovered we were very like minded in a number of ways. We came to a mutual agreement on rules for this arrangement. By late afternoon, we had decided we would meet at local park by a lake the following morning, and go for a short walk to make sure we were both comfortable. If we decided to move forward, we’d return to the car and I could audition my oral talents for her.
I loved how completely comfortable and open she was discussing what she liked and expected. I barely slept Thursday night in anticipation.
Friday:
I woke to a message from her, “Can we push it back to 9:00?” I was actually good with that because it gave me more time to get over to the park and scope out a good place. I settled on an area at the at the end of a road with a large parking lot. It was a fishing area. There was one car in the lot and it belonged to an old man sitting on the water’s edge fishing. I pulled to the far end of the lot, dropped a pin on my location, and sent it to her in a message. Five minutes later, she replied, “I’m on my way!” As I waited, a couple more cars pulled into the lot, but away from my Explorer so I felt it’d be fine as my windows are tinted.
About 10 minutes later, I saw her silver car pulling into the lot and she swung over, parking next to me.  She was actually here! I jumped out to greet her. She open her car door with a smile and stepped out. She was even more adorable than the picture she had sent. About 5’6″, maybe 120 lbs, and dressed casually in a t-shirt, sweatpants, and sneakers. Even in loose fitting clothes, she appeared fit without being overly muscular. She had a wry smile, big brown eyes, and her long dark hair that hung over the right side of her face. She was an enticing combination of unassuming yet very sexy. She immediately seemed very comfortable and confident in being there. I’m sure I was grinning ear to ear, although I did my best to stay cool.
She pushed her hair out of her face and greeted me, “Awesome to meet you! Shall we take a short walk?” We started along the gravel path that circled the lake. I told her I was pretty surprised she’d messaged given that her feed didn’t appear to be that of a woman who would be searching Reddit for someone to eat her pussy. She laughed and told me she wasn’t! She had clicked on one post that took her somewhere, then another that lead her somewhere else, etc, etc, until she found herself reading my post. She said it intrigued her so she messaged me. I was floored to hear she wasn’t even searching for this. She had just stumbled onto it accidentally and she happened to be unhappy with that one aspect of her life…no oral sex! We continued to chat and made it maybe 75 yards along the trail when she said, “Let’s turn around and go back to the car. I’m ready if you are!”
“Absolutely!” I had thrown a towel into the back seat in case things got a little messy, and also a pillow. I opened the back door and she slid in. I moved the front seats forward to create as much maneuvering room as possible and then jumped into the back on the opposite side.
She looked at me matter of factly and said, “before we start, is there anything you need or want to know? Anything you need me to know?” I shook my head, “we’ve established we’re both clean, discreet, and willing. I think we’re good.” With that, she laid back and asked if I wanted her to take her sweats off or if I wanted to do it. I asked for the honor, and she smiled, said she’d lay back, and closed her eyes. I quickly scanned the parking lot to make sure we hadn’t drawn any attention, and then pulled the string on the waist of her sweats. She lifted her hips and I pulled them down to her ankles, careful to leave her black panties on for the moment. I wanted to savor this. I removed one of her shoes and slid the sweats all the way off her left leg, leaving them dangling on her right ankle. She sighed deeply as I placed my hands on her legs and ran them all the way up her thighs, and to her hips and stomach. As I moved my hands back downwards, I eased her panties over her hips and moved them down her legs. Again, I slipped them over her leg left and left them hanging on her right ankle.
I took a moment to admire her young, tight body. My assumptions about her were correct. She looked amazing laying there. Toned with smooth tummy and legs. Nice curve to her hips. Her black pubic hair trimmed extremely close and showed off her swollen outer lips. “Gorgeous,” I whispered as I placed my fingers on those puffy lips and eased them apart. Her clit was peeking out a bit and she was already extremely wet. Her sweet aroma reached my nostrils as I leaned down to kiss her thigh. The moment my lips made contact, she squirmed and groaned. I slowly licked my way up her leg to her hip and across her stomach. Her breathing was already quicker as I kissed back down her other leg. Pausing a moment and lifting my head to take another look, I then lowered my mouth to her pussy and gently kissed her clit. Her moans became louder as I alternately kissed and took short licks.
“You’re so gentle, I love the way that feels,” she encouraged me. I placed my hands on her thighs and opened her legs wider. Now applying more constant pressure to her clit, I fluttered my tongue a bit more quickly, gauging her response. She began moving her hips in rhythm with my tongue and began moaning audibly, “that’s so good, I’m getting close.” Her hips were beginning to twist as she got closer and I slid further up onto the seat to keep my tongue on her magic spot. Grabbing her hips, I forced them back down flat on the seat and slightly increased the pressure again with my tongue. With a loud groan, she bucked and twisted up into my face in orgasm. I continued until I felt her hand on my head, pushing me. I lifted my face, wet with her juices, and grinned.
“Oh my God, that felt so good. Thank you!” She started to sit up, indicating she might be thinking we were done. I placed my hand on her stomach and said, “I’m not done with you yet, girl!” She smiled and settled back as I ran my middle finger along her messy slit. “You have such a perfect little pussy and you taste so good.” I pushed my finger into her and she lifted her hips to meet it. I added a second and began rocking them on her g-spot. She began to moan and I lowered my lips to her clit again. This time, I began flicking my tongue side to side across her love button as I steadily fingered her. I slipped a hand up under her shirt to squeeze a breast and she immediately offered to undo her bra. She had lovely medium sized breasts with perfect little nipples. I felt it grow and stiffen as I rolled one between my fingers with my free hand while my tongue worked her clit and a couple fingers from my other hand pumped her tight, dripping pussy. Hard to believe it could get any wetter, but it was. The second time took a little longer, I was struggling in the cramped conditions to get into the exact position I wanted to maximize my efforts. But I finally found the spot and settled into a steady rhythm. Slow but sure, her moans quickened and got louder again. Her hips began to twist a bit, just as they did before her first orgasm.
“I’m getting close again, don’t stop.” Moments later, she came a second time. Not quiet as fiercely, but every bit as satisfying for a guy who thrives on giving pleasure! I sat back up smiling. This time she didn’t attempt to get up. Laying there panting as I admired her sexy body, her legs still quivering a bit. Face flushed and those beautiful locking onto mine. I remembered something she’d told me while chatting the day before. “If you want, you can eat my ass, too. I love that. But if you don’t wanna, no big deal.”
I allowed her to catch her breath for a few moments and them lifted her legs and pressed them to her chest. She was now completely open and exposed to me. Not only was her sweet pussy a mess, but her cute little butthole was covered in her honey. It was amazing hot to see this sexy woman wide open and dripping. I dropped to floor of the backseat and pressed my tongue to her ass. Her audible response let me know she was ready for a little more. I lightly circled her butthole for a bit and then pressed my tongue flat against it, taking long and slow licks. “Yes, yes, that feels amazing!” I teased her ass with tongue for another minute and then pressed my index finger to it as I allowed my tongue to glide back her clit. Taking it between my lips this time, I began gently sucking it as I pressed my finger slowly into her. This elicited her loudest groan yet and I knew I was onto something. Not wanting to overdo it, I eased my finger in to the first knuckle as I slipped my thumb into her pussy. I worked the opening of her ass and pussy simultaneously while sucking her sweet clit and she began squirming immediately. Her pussy and ass were alternately tightening around my fingers and she was gasping loudly. I kept the pace even and steady as another orgasm was clearly building.
“Uuuhhhh, you’re gonna get me a third time,” was all she could manage before her entire body convulsed. I took one final lick of the entire length of her pussy and sat back.
“Damn, you are so hot, girl,” I was pleased to be able to give her the oral lashing she wanted and deserved. She grinned and gave me the best reward I could hope for, “okay, you really know what you’re doing!” I was flattered and satisfied and responded, “thanks, I hope we can do it again soon.”
She reached to pull her sweats back up and I stopped her. “Hold on, do me one favor before you get dressed. Get on all fours with your butt facing me.” She happily complied and I found myself admiring her beautiful ass and pussy from behind. “That’s my favorite view! Thanks.” I leaned forward and began teasing her ass with my tongue. She groaned and I pulled away. “OK, I’d better stop or we’ll never get out of here.”
She flipped over and pulled her sweats up. I passed her bra to her and she slipped it on, then pulled her tshirt back down. We both sat grinning at one another for a moment before she extended her hand to me, “that was awesome. Let’s do it again next week sometime?”
“Just let me know when!”
She jumped out the car, climbed into hers, and drove away. I realized the inside of my windows were completely fogged over. I climbed into the drivers seat, flipped on the defroster, and waited for them to clear. When I got home, I messaged her to say how amazing it was. I told her that my creative outlet is writing stories and asked if she’d be okay with me sharing this encounter in my feed?