Anna Tries to Close Her Legs, But the Bottle Keeps Going Up [mf, Mdom, Fsub, luxury hotel]


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I meet Anna Slavko in Sofia, Bulgaria. She works in a luxury clothing shop in the city. What initially attracts me to her is the tight grey skirt she’s got on, pressing against her slender curves. Her long bronze legs command authority as she strides over to the changing rooms in high heels. Her shiny brown hair falls by her shoulders.

I look around the shop, picking up a couple of Lacoste polo shirts, white and navy blue. The little green crocodile reminds me of past holidays in the sunny Mediterranean, where Lacoste shops sit along prestigious arcades, backing onto sleepy piazzas.

As I get near the changing room area, I spot Anna Slavko again. She’s busily putting hangers back on clothes people have tried on. Then, as I’m admiring the view, she drops a hanger on the floor. She crouches down to get it, but as she does so I can’t help but glimpse at the little black and white dotted underwear she’s showing beneath her skirt, probably a thong. Naughty girl. She quickly stands back up. But now I want her.

While He Sleeps… [MF] [MDom] [Cheating]

This is a short collaborative story between myself and YuriLemon with hopes of doing more complete ones in the future. In this story we take turns with me beginning the story. Please be aware that POV changes back with each line. Names have been substituted with usernames.

You let me know when he's asleep through text. Then because you left the doors unlocked I slip in and pull out my long thick meaty cock that I know you've been fantasizing about all day. I stand over you in the dark room and you sense my presence. You cuddle up next to him but leave your ass exposed out of the covers, right at the edge of the bed, and I slowly, quietly push myself inside of you. While you snuggle your top half close to him I crave your pussy more and I start pumping you harder to the point where you begin to moan so I reach under the covers and grab your big tit in my hand pinching your nipple til your silent. When he suddenly adjusts, I stop, standing over you both, my cock still inside of you. When he settles I slowly pull out and you adjust yourself so that your head is now positioned near the edge of the bed. That's where you start sucking my pussy-soaked cock with your mouth while I slowly and quietly uncover you exposing your completely naked body. But I don't stop there… that's when I slowly crawl into bed on top of you….

What the Webcam Saw [MF, exh, huml, voy]

I untied the thin belt around my waist. My robe slipped off my shoulders, falling to the floor of our hotel room. “How do I look?” I asked, but his wide-eyed expression and hanging jaw told me everything I needed to hear.

“Y-you look amazing,” he stammered. But it was nice to hear it, too, I had to admit…

“Really? You don’t think these pasties are too small?” I wondered, gesturing to the small, black hearts adorned with turquoise bows, the only things covering my sumptuous, sun-kissed breasts. “I mean, they barely cover anything.” I walked closer to him, step by step, smiling inwardly as he squirmed on the bed, trying and failing to hide his growing desire. His pants bulged deliciously. “You can see almost everything. I might as well be naked…”

“It’s a good look on you… Why don’t you come closer so I can see how lovely you look, kitten?”

I mewed and bit my lip. “Well, if you insist…” I softly dropped into his lap, wrapped my arms around his neck, and stared deeply into his eyes. “Like this?” A familiar and insistent hardness pressed urgently against my bottom. I gently wiggled against it.

I Push Her Back Hard Over the Car Hood [Fsub, Mdom, sunny France]


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I push Amber back over the car hood, her slender body scorching in the French sun. Her breasts are about to burst out of their little bikini bra. She keeps her legs together as she falls back. But I soon pull them apart. I let her keep her high heels on for this.

I’m in France, speeding down beautiful coastal roads between Boulogne and Calais, hopefully in time to meet our boat and be extracted back to the UK. Amber is a French informant, passing on secrets to the British from her base in Paris. But she got careless, slipped up. And now I’m extracting her before the French authorities have their way with her.

We desperately need to reach Calais port on time, or we risk missing our opportunity to cross the channel to safety. But the sun is so hot, beating down on us as the calm blue ocean washes ashore on our left. The sleepy little towns we speed through are so quintessentially French: old buildings with wooden shutters closed, boulangeries selling fresh croissants, quiet bars serving cold beer. The temptation is overpowering.

Piano Girl, Chapter 3 [Mf][Fucking]

“Strip for me.” There is much more slack in my voice than I am used to. I am much more asking than telling as I sit on her bed, legs crossed and forcing my eyes to stay open instead of narrow.

She nods but doesn't move, seemingly petrified. “Look at me,” I tell her. She does and we hold each others eyes for a full, terrifying minute of silence. “You knew this was coming. And we have to get you to fight your shyness somehow. This isn't going to be a cure, and there isn't some magical moment where you suddenly realize how amazing you are and all the bashfulness goes away. All we can do is get you to obey, to get you to be naked and as comfortable as possible.”

Trembling, blushing, little shudders kick in. Then she takes the left strap of her nightgown and moves it off her shoulder. She hesitates at with the right. She looks to me and begs without words.

The massage session [Mf] [Mdom] [fsub]

I'm lying on my back, naked, under the blanket when you enter the dim-lit room. You smile and ask some questions about what brings me in today and whether I've had massage before, and soon get to work.

Standing behind my head, you start with my neck. Cradling my head on your palms, your fingers methodically search for signs of muscle tension and massage them into relaxation. You're using some oil. Your touch is gentle, but you've got have strong hands. I can already tell that you're not a delicate woman. You keep a casual conversation going. You ask me about how long I've lived here and what I do. You tell me about yourself and what you think of massage therapy. You explain how the touch releases endorphins leading to a feeling of well-being, and how the modern societies are moving away from intimacy and becoming more isolated. I can hear the faint music in between the conversation. As I look up to talk, I can't help but notice your deep red and full lips. Our gazes meet at times. I'm beginning to get relaxed and turned on. I've had massages before, but this one feels different. I notice that you express agreement with 'um-hmm', long drawn and ending in inflection, as if you're enjoying yourself. I find this strangely arousing. I wonder if you make the same noise while getting your hair pulled.

Visiting a friend [MF]

Despite living half way around the world from her, I decided I’d surprise her with a visit. As soon as I landed, I got myself a car and drove over to her house. I knocked on her door and could hear scrambling inside for a couple of minutes before the door finally opened. I could see the shock on her face to find me standing there and her excitement as she almost tackled me to the ground giving me a hug. Once she regained some composure and invited me inside, I had a chance to properly look her over. I could see her clothes had been very quickly thrown on, with her t-shirt caught partway down her body, and her trousers not pulled up quite right. Looking past her, I could see she had her camera set up on a tripod pointing at the sofa, and a vibrator haphazardly stashed beneath the cushions. Realizing what I had interrupted, I started making my excuses, saying I’d be back later at a better time. As I turned to leave, she reached out and grabbed me by the shirt, pulling me back to her. With a low voice she said “No, you interrupted me when I was close. Now you’re going to make sure I finish.”

Blackmailed by my neighbor, Chapter 3 [mature][first person f][Mf][blkmail][BDSM][anal][Mdom][Fsub][enema][rimming]

"Good girl. This made me thirsty, I'll go have a drink. Don't go anywhere." Mister Roberts laughed as he walked out of the room.

I was of course going nowhere, bound as I was on all fours, looking at myself in the mirror as my head was pulled back by my braid, that was connected to the hook up my ass. I was still reeling from my first series of multiple orgasms and was just about recovered when mister Roberts returned. He put a glass of water with a straw into my mouth, and told me to rehydrate, we still had a long night ahead of us. I noticed that his cock was half hard and remembered his comment about the viagra. Fuck, I really was in for a long night.

After I had finished drinking he started untying me, starting with my legs and arms and then the spreader bar. He untied the hook from my braid and started pulling on it, extracting the big ball from my ass, making me groan at the intense stretch. He tutted and held up the ball end infront of my eyes and there was a fleck of poo crowning it. He said, "This simply will not do, I will have to clean you out thoroughly my dear."

Confessions of a Married Woman [MF][cheating][hotel]

He was in town for a conference at a hotel near my work. He had a bit of a break between presentations and texted me to see if I was free. Luckily I finished work early, and knowing he was in town packed some sexy supplies just in case. We decided to meet at the hotel bar at 3:00, knowing he needed to be back at the conference center by 6:00 for the keynote and dinner.

I entered the bar and spotted him with a large group of people, all talking and laughing loudly; they were a little drunk despite it being the middle of the afternoon. I caught his eye, and he tried to excuse himself, but his colleagues had him trapped. Time was wasting. As I sipped my cocktail and looked at the clock, I could see him getting antsy. He faked a yawn and lied that he needed a nap before dinner. His colleagues mocked him for not being able to hold his liquor, but he was grudgingly freed. He sneaked past me and slipped something into my pocket. By the time I grabbed it and looked up, he had hurried away to the elevators.

Your early morning treat [FM+M][oral]

“Morning love”

Your eyes flicker open at his greeting, and the crisp bright light streaming through the slatted blinds momentarily dazzles. As you adjust to the winter sunshine your other half’s mischievous grin slowly draws to a focus. “Sleep well hun?”

“Mrmmh-huh”. It’s about all you can manage; it feels unnaturally early to be awake for a weekend and your head hasn’t quite caught up with the reality of the resumption of consciousness.

“Whysosmiley?” The words come rolled into one long murmur. “S’too early.”

You stir and shift slightly, tugging the duvet up under your chin and wriggle closer into his body. In the warm haze radiating from his body – tightly cuddled up against you – you can feel his arm over your side and his cock, taut and hot, pressing against your stomach. The penny starts to fall and the sudden twitch of your inner thighs tells you that you’re not so sleepy that his morning wood is completely unwelcome. Shifting again to run a hand down his back, you realise the grin is still on his face and widening rapidly.

“Wha’ so funny?”