Sexy Dinner [mF] [cheat] [anal] [oral] [ws] [creampie]

I work from home and admittedly, it can get a little boring and/or lonely. Sometimes, I take my computer to Starbucks, order a Latte and work from there for a few hours a day.

Turns out it’s a good way to get out of the house and meet people. I’m not the only “work from homer” who uses Starbucks as an office. There’s Maggie, a middle aged yoga enthusiast who orders a black iced coffee and reads a book an hour before her afternoon yoga class.

We’ve started talking and have become friends, bonding over books and politics and all that sort of stuff. She’s got to be in her late 50s, but looks like she’s in her early 40s. She’s fit, beautiful, and full of energy.

But … she wears a wedding ring, so I’ve hesitated flirting TOO much, but I can tell she digs the attention she gets from me, especially because I’m considerably younger than her.

Well, last Thursday, Maggie leaned in and asked me if I’d swing by her house over the weekend. Just so we could visit in a more … private setting.

My eyebrows arched upwards.

An Unexpected Orgy [mmmmmmffffff] [bukkake] [orgy] [anal] [oral] [squirt] [ws] [swing]

My girlfriend owns a mattress store. I know — strange career choice. But with the advent of order online mattresses like Casper and Purple and Leesa, she was getting crushed. Just couldn’t compete. She decided to close up shop.

She ran a big flash sale – slashing prices 75%, but still, at the end of the sale, six mattresses remained.

“I’m going to donate them to charity,” she said. “But first, we should have a party in the store. Invite our friends. We could even have a sleepover. Watch some movies. It could be fun.”

We agreed and reached out to five of our couple friends to invite them to Emily’s going out of business sleepover party.

They all showed up. We ordered some pizzas. There was a lot of beer. We watched a movie on Netflix, all cuddled up in our respective beds. It was a pretty tame evening until someone giggled in the back and whispered, “Look.”

Tanya was giving her boyfriend a blowjob. I guess she figured because it was dark and their mattress was all the way in the back of store … nobody would notice? And maybe the sound of the movie would drown out the slurping and gagging sounds she was making? Or maybe she just didn’t care. He didn’t seem to care either.

Aeternum [Str8] [fM] [fantasy] [Mdom] [erotic] [demons]

chapter 1

hunger

Opening the large mahogany doors of my apartment, I hear that familiar beautiful voice echoing from behind the wall that separates the foyer and the living room.

“Ian, Is that you?” coos the voice. An undertone of laziness dances between each beautiful syllable, causing a smile to creep across my lips.

“Yes, Ashe, I’m home.” I respond reassuringly while removing my heavy suit jacket and hanging it on the tall brass coat rack besides the front door.

Rounding the wall into the living room, I remove my vest and tie, throwing them both on the ottoman at the base of the red leather plush chair that I proceed to sink into. Across from me lay Ashlee, sprawled across the couch, feet up in the air. Her bright green eyes illuminated in the darkness by the incandescent flickering from the television. Hues of browns and greens dances across her face, as a lovely couple attempts to find their dream house with the help of a spunky real estate agent. She wrinkles her noses, as she sucks in a tiny sniffle, the freckles that dot across the bridge of her nose dance.

Fantasy I have of my girlfriend. First story! [MMMMMF]

My GF cheats on me with another guy, she gives him a handjob cuz she still loves me and doesn’t wanna give him her pussy. Her pussy is only for me. I hear about this and decide I’m going to punish her. Her punishment will be a gang bang. I hire 5 huge men. These guys are like 6’6″ and have 9″ cocks. I give the guys the key to our apartment. She’s home late one night and I tell the men to do it that night. They break in and the fun begins. She is sitting on the couch in her spandex shorts and a sports bra watching Netflix. The men all come in. She’s freaked the fuck out. The men grab her and hold her down. She’s screaming and crying and pleading with the men to let her go. The men say no you’ve been a naughty little girl and we’ve been sent to punish you. One of the guys rips her spandex shorts open and begins eating her pussy and ass. The other men tear off her sports bra and get their dicks out to be sucked. She’s being forced to ride one the men as the four others are putting their dicks on her face. She won’t suck any of them though and is trying her best to keep her mouth shut. She eventually caves in and begins sucking on one of the guys. She kind of like it deep down, but on the outside she keeps a a snarl on her face as she sucks each of their rock hard dicks. One of the men decides he’s going to go for her ass. He’s been eyeing her ass the whole time and it looks amazing. Her ass is hanging out of her ripped spandex shorts asking to be dicked, it’s round and muscular. She’s begging him not to as she’s an anal virgin. The man doesn’t care and sticks his rock hard cock into her asshole. He instantly begins pumping his dick inside her. He spanks her repeatedly telling her she’s a naughty girl. She’s screaming and pleading for them to stop but they won’t. The men continue to trade off positions as someone is always in her ass, pussy, and mouth. The other two guys are usually slapping their dicks against her ass her abs or her face. The first three men that cum give her huge facials. After the first facial she begs the men to stop cumming on her. No no please no more I’m already drenched and sticky. All this does is turn on the other two men and they cum even harder all over her face. They have covered her face in their cum. She becomes unrecognizable and is covered in hot and sticky semen. She begins begging the two other men who are still fucking her ass and pussy to stop as she’s covered in cum. The two men begin moaning and say almost finished. They both cum in her vagina and ass at the same time. The steaming hot cum drips out of both of her holes and down her face. She thinks they’re finished and begins trying to wipe the sticky mess off of her face and get the cum out of her pussy and asshole. One of the guys decides to have a little more fun though and sticks his cock back into her pussy. He begins to fuck her again, this time grabbing her hair and pinning her arms behind her back. He fucks her sweet little swollen pussy until he cums again inside of her. At this point I walk into the apartment and look at her as she’s lying on the ground exhausted covered in cum. I say to her “daddy doesn’t like when you cheat on him.” I pay the men and have them leave. I then put on a condom and go to town on her. I flip her onto her stomach to get in my favorite position, prone bone. Shoving my rock hard cock as far into her as I can with every thrust. I then flip her onto her back and drop one last load onto her face. Her face is unrecognizable, the cum is covering her entire face and is still dripping out of her orifices. She then whispers to me “I promise I won’t be bad again daddy.”

Demom’s Angels, parts 8-end. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 8 —

During the night, red curtains swirled across their mother’s dreams. They were a veil resisting her questions. She wanted to call the demon’s name but couldn’t remember it. A couple times, she heard her husband say, “I’ve missed you. I’ve suffered an eternity.”

She awoke sweating in the middle of the night. She shook getting out of bed. Stumbling across the carpet, she steadied herself catching the door knob. Carefully she exited her room and shuffled down the hall. The children’s door hung open. They lay naked together in the boy’s bed. His hand was next the girl’s vee. Her hand was wet with his cum, cupping his cock like a flashlight.

Tracy knelt down and kissed their foreheads.

“Mommy?”

“Mom?”

“Can I sleep with you?”

Somehow they fit together perfectly in the small bed.

The mom woke to her children’s hugs. She kissed them awake. “Rise and shine my beautiful darlings. We’re going to be late.”

They weren’t much late after showing together, soaping and scrubbing each other, and toweling. Tracy warmed store bought danish, which they ate on the way to the bus stop. They missed the optimal ride, but caught the next. The children reached school in time.

Demom’s Angels, parts 6-7. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 6 —

Vanice laughed. “Beezub! what was that, a great dane?”

Tracy sat in the passenger seat frantically wiping her pants with tissues. “After the boxer and the dachshund, I thought we’d never reach your car.”

“Poor little wiener dog had to watch the big dogs nose into your crotch.”

“I’ll never get the slobber out of my panties.”

“Trust me. That won’t stop the guys I’m taking you to, from adding their slobber.”

“Just drive.” Tracy was already exasperated at her night out.

“Yessah, missus lady mistress.”

“Fuck you.”

“You’re lucky I want cock tonight, instead of clerk.”

The club was a white box with colored lights splayed over the front, strobing to the music within.

Demom’s Angels, parts 4-5. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 4 —

When Vanice was late to work, usually after a night of conquest, Tracy was allowed to use a master code to unlock the shop’s alarms and raise the storefront’s shutter.

It was a busy day. Payday, for a lot of customers. Vanice sauntered in a hour before Tracy’s lunchbreak. She went to work like a pro. Tracy returned from lunch, and her boss was beaming. The lunch rush had ended and the store was empty for the first time that day.

“Mmmm, it was pure hunk junk, a fat hunk of man flesh inside me, last night.” Vanice had sharing issues.

Before she could change the topic, Tracy’s mind imagined a hispanic prick the size of a guitar sticking out of yesterday’s deliverer’s crotch. Her pelvis clenched at the vision. “Vanice, the cash register was having trouble connecting to the net.” Tracy hoped it had gone unnoticed.

“Honey, I don’t mean to be rude, but unless you’re bleeding, I still need you cover the hour you missed, yesterday. And no PMS lip about it back to me, okay?”

“That’s not it. Just a spasm, Vanice. I’m fine. Work me to the bone, today.”

Demom’s Angels, parts 1-3. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels
by DiscipleN

Tracey Nians loaded the dishwasher carefully. It was old and cranky, and if you didn’t know where the sweet spots were, dishes ended up dirtier. She couldn’t entrust the chore to her thirteen year old, Howard, or her nine year old, Mina. Although, the daughter was more reliable than her son.

Cooking and cleaning hadn’t gotten easier after her husband’s death. Tasks reminding her of her love’s absence required extra effort. Tears made the housework easier. Hadn’t she had cried them long enough, according to conventional wisdom?

Tracy opened herself to a new relationship, but dates felt like adultery, and get togethers with friends and an extra friend felt like nothing at all. She pined for her one true love. Maybe she always would. So be it. There were dishes to wash. She poured the soup, closed the hatch, latched it, and spun the dial.

The machine gurgled to life as water galloped through an orifice choked with mineral deposits. The pump groaned and shuddered. The spray holes were harpies screeching dizzily from clunking blades.

23 F Nonfiction: My Gangbang [Str8] [MMMMF] [buk] [gangbang]

Nonfiction: My Gangbang

On Wednesday, January 17, 2018, I was the center of a gangbang that I organized. I was 23 years old. I sought out and found four men online between the ages of 20 and 40. The gangbang lasted an hour and a half in a hotel room. This is the story of that gangbang, at least as I remember it.

I am 5’6, 125 lbs, with 34b breasts. I am white with brown hair and brown eyes. I will NOT share the picture that is mentioned at the end with anyone.

I’m not much of a “writer” so there’s no flowery prose here, just the facts.

I guess I just wrote this because it’s all I can think about. Maybe “getting it out there” will help me move on a bit.

EDIT: Sorry to repost. I included a link to my AMA which is against the rules. Sorry about that.
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I prepared a bowl of condoms for them. I brought KY Jelly just in case. I brought my own blanket to go over the bed. I cut up a big plastic bag and put it between my blanket and the hotel’s just in case. I had asked for extra towels. I brought beer and wine.

Restless [Str8] [MF] [F] [exh] [voy] [mast]

It must be sometime after 2 a.m. Why wasn’t I asleep, I was having such a nice dream too? I was flirting with a handsome stranger at a coffee shop. He’d look at me with his deep brown eyes; I’d look away. It was classic. But now I’m awake. “Why am I awake?”

I rolled over and laid on my back. Frustrated, I slowly opened my eyes as I did, they drifted towards the ceiling. The room was dark, except for the moonlight trickling in through the blinds. I threw the blankets off and wandered over to the window, opening the blinds, to peer out into the city lights.

It was a clear night. The full moon hung close to me in the black, starless sky; I could almost reach out and grab it. Being near the top floor was a pleasurable experience at night. I could look down at my city, but the city couldn’t look back at me. She was still awake even at this time. The cars buzzing around in the streets below, workers in the offices across the way; the city never truly sleeps.