Mrs. Paayasam Chronicles: Facing Mr. President – [MF][creampie][dirty talk]

The President of the board tried to keep calm and collected; he had heard rumors of certain employees giving and receiving sex for favors in the company, but he never expected, he never believed one of the members of the legal team would participate into it…

What was more surprising was that it was her, one of the most experienced and trusted lawyers. Fuck! They had consulted with her the implications of having a scandal in that matter: employees benefitting from sex to climb the ranks. What would he do, now that he knew?

“Mrs. Paayasam” he struggled to keep his voice firm and professional, as the defendant was in front of him. “You are accused of serious charges: using your body to get special treatment in the company, tarnishing the good spirit of this company by inciting your superiors at different levels to sleep with your for benefits, being an anal whore in a respectable company… How do you plead?”

Paayasam, already on her knees, opened her mouth: “Not guilty, sir; if you let me explain…”. Her pleading eyes meet the president’s and he felt his blood boil.

Something new! [Ballbusting] [Anal]

I did not see this coming…

Our bedroom has been an interesting and exciting place in recent weeks. We’ve been married for 20+ years, and we’ve had our fair share of fun, but never really delved too deep into anything kinky. That changed recently.

We’ve always been close, but have been talking more openly about what turns us on lately. I’m not sure exactly what changed, but it’s brought us closer together, and our sex life is in hyperdrive! I recently told her about how much I enjoy having my balls abused, and she has really stepped up! She seems to really enjoy squeezing and pounding my balls during sex now! It gets her incredibly wet!

Last night we had plans to try out some new toys! We ordered a butt plug set (metal with a red heart charm on the end) and it finally arrived. My wife loves anal and was eager (and a little nervous) to see how they felt. We picked up a fresh bottle of lube earlier in the day, we were home for the night, and it was playtime!

Blackmailing my wife P4

So Halloween was approaching and I got a great idea. I told my wife we need to have a party and invite our friends.

I connected with my wife on the social media app shortly after invitations were sent out. I stated that I would be at the party and also told her we are finally going to mess around. Immediately she got nervous and wanted to know how we could pull it off without being seen. I told her I was going to get her husband drunk and have him passed out early. She was very hesitant and asked what made me think she would actually mess around with me? I then reminded her of catching her on the social media site and the pictures she sent me. She reluctantly agreed.

Next I said your going to wear a costume I pick out. I said be ready to receive it in the mail soon. She was obviously nervous and extremely pissed at me. But I knew she was hot thinking about it.

The Vaccine Ch.01

**Disclaimer**

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental

This is my first piece of fiction, any feedback is greatly appreciated.

CHAPTER 1

my name is Jordan, and I’m a kind of boring guy that finds himself in not so boring situations. I’ve got a bit of pervy side, but who doesn’t! Living through the COVID-19 pandemic has let me explore that perverted side a bit better. The year is currently 2026 but I’m going to go back a little to the year 2021 and tell you my story from there, I wanted to put this all down so I could remember it but time has a way of getting away from us. So, let me fill in the pieces as best as I can. Bare with me because my memory isn’t the best on the best of days.

Empress of Night

Casperion was unsure what to expect as he approached the empress’s apartments in the palace of night. The young lanciarii had his black shoulder length hair pulled back in to a topknot tied with a lenth green linen and his thickly muscled chest and arms bulged through his black wool coat with complex green scroll work that, to an experienced observer, detailed all the military campaigns he had battled through in the name of the twilight empress. He had been awoken from his deep sleep by a summons to the royal court, an honor rarely bestowed upon legionaries. As he approached the ornately carved doors leading to the regal chambers his inquisitive brown eyes searched for clues to his fate in the stone faces of the praetorians standing guard. The heavy wooden doors swung open on to a moonlit courtyard and he was shocked to see the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. A simple emerald gown of the thinnest silk imaginable clung to her breasts and thighs, caressing her every curve like a familiar lover. She was picking cherries from a pink blossomed tree in in the center of the open space, bright red juice staining her lips and running down her chin from the corner of her mouth. The moonlight shown in her raven black hair, cascading down her nech and shoulders, stopping in the small of her back outlining the top of her glorious buttocks. As she turned her head twords him focusing her entrancing green eyes on him all rational thought escaped Casperion and he was overcome with an awesome, conscious consuming lust. Without a word Casperion glided to the center of the courtyard intertwining his fingers with the curls of her wavy black hair, his strong hands pulling the of her head into him guiding her lips to his. As they kissed a violet fog began moving around the courtyard wisps of purple smoke solidifying into hands and removing the young soldiers uniform and pushing his own hands onto the empress’s undulating body. As his right hand slid down her thigh gathering up her dress and then back up thigh his left pulled the thin green silk off her shoulder exposing her pale breast to the lavender tinged silver moonlight lips descending to her hardened dark nipple. Then a voice emanated from the aphrodite pressed between him and the cherry tree though her lips never left his body “What is it that you most desire?” The siren sung as her elegant fingers closed around his erect cock. Unable to find an answer in his  desire addled mind Casperion fell to his knees and buried his face between the goddess’ hips and inhaled the scents of her sex deep into his lungs collapsing, guiding her hips to his as they fell to the cobble stones. As her flower enveloped his erection both of their eyes began to fluoresce with a dull heather light and when began to rock hips to the original melody the lights in their eyes waxed and wained to the rhythm of their lust. The empress rode Casperion into the abyss of night drawing praises from his lips at every wave of pleasure his mind drowning in the boundless ocean that was her desire. Finally the last breaker of ecstasy crashed across Casperions body and his shaft convulsed filling his deity with his essence. Afterward they lay on the cool stones allowing their sweat and sex to be wicked away by the cool night and the pervasive purple fog, pink cherry blossoms raining down on their naked bodies outlining their last position of love upon the grey rock.

My Room mate Jade Part 4: Risky Sex {Lesbian} {Public sex}

Hi everyone, this is a bit of a short one but hope you enjoy. Just a quick story while I work on a BDSM story with Jade and Ash <3

It was mid year exams for Jade and I- both of us were swamped with university papers, exams, and all sorts of work. Both of us had stayed in our rooms studying for all hours of the day, constantly, and we had barely seen each other. No sex, no conversations, nothing. We had planned a special night for the night after exams, but suddenly our plans were ruined. I received a party invitation, and I wanted to spend time with Jade, but it was a big party in the city- and it was rare to be invited to one. I texted Jade, apologising, and we planned to push our special night in to Saturday night.

On Friday evening I got ready to go out. I wore a tight, short black skirt and a pretty much see-through top with a black bra underneath. It was a skimpier, more revealing outfit than anything I would normally wear, but I was excited and ready for this party.

Sissy Blackmale (Ch. 1)

I make a lot of money from gay men.

Specifically closeted men. Married men. It’s easy. I go on Grindr, send them a few pics I found on the internet, and get them salivating. There are always plenty of them, faceless accounts pile on asking for a quick suck or fuck, bottom or top, whatever their fancy.

I get the blood flowing, tell them what I’ll do for/to them with a few cut and paste messages. The guys who like to dress up like sissy girls are the best. I get them to send me a face pic with their mouth open, ahegao style, begging for it. Pathetic.

At this point, I have them. Everything changes. I send a message that tells them exactly what will happen next – they will send £20 into my account, once a month, every month. That’s all. Easy, right? If they don’t, accounts get made. Facebook accounts, Twitter, Instagram, Grindr – EVERYTHING they can think of, headed up with that picture of their face for their wives, girlfriends, friends, family and whoever else wants to beat off to it to see. Complete social ruination. Suddenly that £20/month seems real reasonable.

A Haunted House PT 4 (Final)

As you sashay towards the next door you feel powerful. The combined cum of two hunters and yourself is still oozing out of your well fucked cunt. The mixture dropping on the dirt floor and sliding down your thighs.

Naked and confident you reach for the handle. Grasping firmly you twist and the unexpected happens. A jolt goes through your arm. No matter how you try over the next few seconds you are unable to release your hand from the knob. Simultaneous to the pain in your hand, the lights go out.

With unnecessary roughness you’re pulled into the next room. As you are unable to release your hand, the opening door pull you with it. Darkness still surrounds you. Rough hands throw something over your head. It smells new and chemical.

The pain in your arm vanishes as you are able to release your grip. There is still a burning sensation from the muscles contracting. Moving to rub feeling in them something beats you to it. Hands like iron catch you at the wrists and under your arm pit. Without consent you are pulled with no idea where you are going. Whatever is on your head is blocking your vision. You have no idea if the lights are back on.

What a night

I ask you to meet me on the third floor of the upscale hotel. You are wearing a tight red dress with crotch less panties underneath. You have your led lipstick on to perfection. Your cleavage is showing and you have chocolate covered strawberries to let me know you are ready for whatever. You haven’t met me or seen my face. I told you I’ll reveal myself with hello babygirl I’m your daddy.

You wait in the hall watching this man and woman come by then two guys. You wonder where I am. You get a text ‘I’ll be there baby girl.. btw you look hot’. Oh shit he has seen me. You hear laughing down the hall so many people in the hall. You can’t see anyone and then the hall is empty as you continue to stare. Your heart is pounding with anticipation.

A hand covers your mouth. a man, behind you wraps his arms around and you can’t move and he whispers , hello baby girl, I’m your daddy.

I pull you backwards into the room behind you. Still covering your mouth and then I pull out a blindfold. And cover your eyes. You did good baby girl now continue to listen to me.

My Halloween Special

You hadn’t let me know anything other than where to be at which time once for this party. I knew no one & I was a little scared. I fully trust you, but this was way out of my comfort zone & you knew it. You only told me it was a fun little Halloween gathering of like-minded adults at the bar & then a house party to follow. Beyond that I had no knowledge of anything other than its location & time. I sat in the car & shivered, torn between being terrified & aroused.

I drove into Woodbridge, a place I was quite unfamiliar with even though I had been living in VA for a little while now. I looked at my outfit as I got out of the car. Blushing furiously, yeah, I could take my clothes off online for pictures, comfortable in the privacy of my own surroundings but this was public, & the outfit you sent me made me redden even more with the skimpiness of it. I had a bunny mask to put on, my ears, the little outfit itself had cuffs, which had small rings attached, & of course the tail, but this tail was a little special, it fit through the back of the costume & looked like the standard little playboy bunny tail on costumes. But what people wouldn’t be able to see without very close inspection was that this little tail was held in place with a plug, yes, a butt plug. It was a little uncomfortable but I was wearing it as instructed.