Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 7: The Penthouse

**Stacey**

There was nothing separating the cool air from my naked skin, but I felt like I was lying next to a blasting furnace, his body warming me, the skin on skin contact allowing me to steal from his endless heat.

Grateful for his massive height, I nudged my head underneath Chris’ chin, a position I was never able to comfortably accomplish with Todd, his five-nine unable to host my five-eleven. Add on the fact that he worked with wood in his spare time, Chris’ substantial frame seemed fit on a lumberjack more than lawyer. I inhaled in his scent of pine and masculinity, the aromas turning my thoughts primal, causing my thighs to squeeze together in want.

My hands grasped firmly on his throbbing cock, twisting and pulling in long, unhurried motions, my saliva reducing the friction between my palm and his unit. It felt hot and *heavy* in my hands, and while I’ve had my share of genital encounters, this was the first time I was actually intimidated by an erection.

Intimidated, but more so intrigued.

[Fiction] [M] Underage Belinda.

It started about 3 years ago, me and Alice used to go down to the beach every weekend. Occasionally Alice used to invite some friends over to join us, and i would do the same, but that was more her domain.

Going to the beach was probably my favourite time of the weekend because I got to spend time with her and time outdoors. Alice and I have a complicated relationship, not in the sense that there is tension, but she is very much into a less physical relationship where as i thrive on love, affection and physical interaction. She had these boundaries, some that I could cope with and some not. She was not fond of affection in front of people, but when we were alone, she would cuddle and maybe a kiss here and there, but nothing more than that.

Alice to say the least was a very pretty girl, she had long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes and she had this look to her as though she was always glowing, i would say i fell in love with her at first site, but it wasn’t true, i find it hard to trust people, my past is not a light one and i find it difficult to believe in love.

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The first frame of the video is Erik’s smiling face, a slight crinkle around his dark eyes as he looks at whoever’s behind the camera. He interrupts his own laughter to ask, “We rolling?”

He must get a nod, because a moment later he says, “Okay. Let’s play.”

The camera follows his decisive stride, turning a hundred and eighty degrees to reveal the room behind. It’s a large penthouse in a style that doesn’t suit Erik’s young wealth, but he does not seem the least bit bothered by that. He looks at ease in his slim sweatpants as he approaches the woman kneeling on the ottomon in the center of the room. She faces away from the camera with the intricate bonds that keep her hands fixed firmly behind her back on display. Erik rounds the ottomon and stretches his long arm out as he passes her, grabbing the twisted ropes running up the length of her spine to drag her with him as he continues by, pulling her roughly to her feet and turning her — wide-eyed and off balance — to the camera. He grabs her chin in his other hand, first slapping her pushed her cheek and then shoving her head back, forcing her to arch her back and stretch her body taut. He lets go of her face to slap one of her exposed tits.

[GAY][Incest]Hillary and Chelsea

Hilary was filled with enjoyment as she just finished a very successful debate. Chelsea was there to congratulate her but she knew there was going to be an extra celebration tonight with her mom. After shaking hands and talking to other people the two entered the hotel elevator and once the doors closed the couldn’t keep their hands off each other. They pulled each other close and closed their eyes are their lips locked in a very passionate kiss. Hillary’s hands reached down for her daughter’s ass and pulled it closer to her. She always loved Chelsea’s ass and squeezed it hard. As they reached their floor they held hands and arrived at their hotel room. Once inside they closed the door behind them and excitedly started to unbotton each other’s blouse and dress. They returned to kissing each other’s hot lips as they were now just in their bra and panties. Hillary was always so impressed on how her daughter’s breasts turned out. Full but not not as big as Hillary’s. She felt her daughter undoing her bra and felt the relief as her tight bra let her breasts go and be naked in front of Chelsea. Hillary undid her daughter’s bra in the front releasing Chelseas breasts noticing her hard nipples. Mmmm whispered Hillary. Chelsea bent over the bed to undo the sheets when she felt her mom pull down her panties and smack her ass like a spanking. Chelsea yelped and smiled back at her mom who was now totally naked. Chelsea fell onto the bed on her back and spread her naked thighs open to receive her mom. Hillary gently kneeled down and started to eat out Chelsea’s wet pussy. Chelsea felt her mom’s hot wet tongue lick her pussy lips then her hard clit. She closed her eyes and moaned out ‘oh mom’… Hillary kept eating out her daughter’s hot wet pussy until she made her daughter moan out and cum all over Hillary’s face. Hillary then got on top of her daughter and started to lick her face and mouth while her hands felt up Chelseas tits. Chelsea couldn’t keep her moaning quiet for much longer and just moaned out oh mommy..feels so good… Chelsea cupped her mom’s tits and squeezed her hard nipples making her mom moan out.. oh baby…

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Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 6: Without a Rubber

**Christopher**

I was sweating .50 cal bullets. My head was lightheaded and dense all at the same time, like I had just been through concussion but was on the verge of recovery. My body felt jelly and muscles as if invaded by a thousand paper cuts, aching everywhere.

Unhelping was the rhythmic banging of wood on concrete, and I furrowed my brows at the stinging sunlight, my eyes like virgin irises that never seen such furious rays before.

I found myself covered in two layers of blankets, shaking my head, wondering how I got into this position. Rolling off the twin bed, I checked my watch, realizing it was nearly noon on Saturday. The memory of passing out after drinking one too many martinis drifted into my mind, but it was forced away by the fucking banging that was driving me up a wall.

Twisting the knob and opening the door, I heard that it was coming from the room adjacent the hallway, and I suddenly remembered that I was in Luke’s apartment.

Luke’s apartment where Abigail usually stayed as well.

Late Night at the Office, Part 2: Sneak Attack

The next few weeks sped by in a blur of meetings, conference calls, and memos. One in particular reiterated the company’s policy on inter-office romances which made me think that someone else had been there that night. I didn’t see Annie very much over those few weeks, she had been working on other things, but that didn’t stop me from fantasizing about her every chance I got. When we would pass each other, we’d give knowing looks and smile coyly. We wanted each other even more than before, but there was barely any time.

One day, I noticed she wasn’t around and I asked about her to another employee.

“Oh yeah, she called in sick.”

“Sick?” I asked. It was mid-spring and nobody had been sick for months. We had even spoken briefly the day before and there was no indication that she was sick.

“Yeah, I don’t know, man, I think she’s gotta be fucking someone though. She’s always so perky here. I tell ya though, I wish it was me.”

Square Pegged (FemDom, pegging)

It was supposed to be like any other job. I had scoped the place out for weeks before I made my move, checking when people left and returned, making sure it was safe to hit. So when the day came to actually pull it off, I figured everything would be perfect. It was an easy job; in and out with what looked like a nice payday.

There was a woman who lived there like no woman I’d ever seen. She looked strong, like she could really hold her own in a fight and had the biggest, most perfect breasts I had ever seen. I remember always perking up a bit whenever she would come home because there was just something enchanting about her. She was unbelievably sexy in a dominant way but I was sure I could tame her if it came to that. I had no idea just how wrong I was.

[M] Daughter Has No Idea Shes Cumming On Dad

As I’m driving home I’m so happy the boss let us all knock off work early I usually never get to leave early. I was looking forward to going home and relaxing. My wife would still be at work for a few hours yet but my 18 year old daughter was still living with us. I haven’t spent as much time with her lately as I would like, maybe we could watch a movie together I thought. As I pull up I notice her boyfriends bike is in our driveway. Didn’t we tell her he wasn’t allowed over when we weren’t home? I got out of the car and opened the front door but couldn’t see them in the lounge-room. I walked down the hall and her bedroom door was open a little and could hear them playing music in her room, guess that’s why they didn’t hear me pull up. I guess it wouldn’t be shut she wasn’t expecting anyone home for a few hours.

Brimstone Series Book 2 – Episode 5

**Christopher**

‘You’re back again?’ Luke mumbled with annoyance. ‘Dude, don’t I see you enough already?’

‘Shut up,’ I replied, glancing over at Stacey. I may as well be a ghost, her eyes firmly glued to her laptop and her quick fingers reminding me that this was a working space, not a high school drama.

‘Well?’ Luke sighed. ‘What is it this time?’

‘Never mind.’ I left with clenched fists, breathing out an acrid exhale.

This was fucking torture. I haven’t slept more than four hours a night in the past week and a half, and I’ve been falling behind on my cases. Running low on sanity too.

My mind was fucking scrambled, the only silver lining my incessant need for more associates to cover for my lack of productivity. Yeah, that’s the highlight of my day now. I used that need as a valid excuse to talk to Stacey as often as I could, but if I thought she was cold before, this was a fucking Russian winter.

Whoever said hell was hot didn’t know this kind of freezing.

*Good night Chris.*