[MMMF][Fantasy][Temperature play] Playing With Fire

Finally, a gangbang (or a foursome, depending on semantics) where the lady's in charge. The full story can be found here. Thanks for reading! I am immeasurably grateful for any and all feedback.


“So, what do you say?” Azar stared expectantly into his face, eyes wide and shining with excitement. Across from her, the young merchant twirled his fork over his plate, avoiding her eyes. His long, blonde hair glinted in the sunlight. Scattered around them, other couples sat at other tables. Their light, idle chatter floated over the castle courtyard. Banners fluttered on the battlements, on the tents in the courtyard, and the keep, colors dancing in the wind.

Every few minutes, a passing guard would waver on his route and take a deep breath, inhaling as if trying to absorb the cafe’s sights and smells. Each guard would carry on after a moment, green with envy. They ignored the rumbling in their stomachs and knowledge that cold bread and oily stew were the only rewards waiting for them. Instead, they doggedly continued their patrols, staring with keen eyes and sharp glares at the forest outside the castle walls. Azar watched them pass, one, two, three, as his silence stretched on. And on.

[nc] [Mf] [Trigger warning]- Rape fantasy, PM for any stories you would like or were afraid to ask for.

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The turn.

The moment he put his hand across her mouth she went quiet.

He could see her trembling, but in her eyes he saw she had that giddy feeling of token resistance to him.

He got his thick well worn grubby ring finger out, and began using it to inspect her skirt.

He pushed down and had a feel.

It was damp.

As much as there was terror in her eyes she was that much more fully engorged, dripping and seething with part contempt and genuine arousal.

He could feel that gushing feel as he rubbed the outside of her knickers.

The panties discoloured.

They went off white, he pushed into her though them and immediately he felt a gush and she let off a soft moan into his covered hand.

His long tendril of a ring finger pushed almost uncomfortably into her hole.

He felt the liquid pressure of plasma and squirts against his finger and the flimsy cotton cloth barrier of her loins.

[Cuck] Introduction to my next Cuckold Story

I have failed as a father and husband. What will my children say when I tell them we have to move into a smaller home, that they’ll have to change schools, that they won’t be receiving presents as often, that seeing their father one day out of the week will have to suffice? Will they be disappointed in me? Will they look down on me? They would probably ask for a new father as their current father is functioning ineffectively.

What about my wife? My poor, beautiful wife. I promised her this neighborhood, this house, these cars, but what will she say when I have to sell them all? Will she still love me?

Everything came to a screeching halt when I received a letter from the IRS stating that I had owed back taxes, with interest. I conned my way out of paying taxes for nearly a decade thinking that I’d go legit sooner or later. How bad could it be? A million, or maybe a million and a half at most. No, my entire net worth of four million dollars was expected to be paid in full. My businesses were liquidated and I was bankrupt.

GRO Part 7 – Jeni and Bella go shopping [Str8, Mf, huml, oral, prost]

After leaving Adam’s house, Jeni and Bella had gone to the mall. The first order of business was to replace their borrowed clothing. Bella’s improvised shirt-dress looked almost chic, but Jeni looked like a dyke – although that wasn’t a completely inaccurate description, given her recent activities.

But Jeni was a girly-girl at heart and yearned for more feminine attire. She also had a strong desire to deck little Bella and herself out in some clothes befitting two burgeoning sluts.

For Bella, Jeni has chosen the punk/goth clothing store. Soon she had the little latina decked out in black tank top, thigh high fishnets and a red and black plaid schoolgirl skirt. They also found her some calf-high lace-up boots with a four-inch spike heel. Dark red lipstick, black eye-liner and a spiked bondage collar completed the look. They didn’t choose any panties for her, though, so if she bent over in the skirt her ass was plainly visible – both girls agreed this was perfect.

[MF,ORAL] My First Work: Us (350W)

I grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, revealing your neck. A faint scent of rose in the air – or maybe it was my imagination. I began kissing you and gently bit your ear, and I could feel you experience a slight tickle as you intensely gripped my shoulders. Those lush, inviting lips gave me a momentary sense of completeness.

My hand grabbed your hip and I pushed us towards the concrete wall, and your back flinched as you felt the cold gently seeping into you while trapped between me and the wall.

I began rubbing you off and I could soon feel my fingers getting damp. Your eyes were closed, brows raised and we continued kissing as my fingers massaged you. I moved to your breasts, my tongue gliding over your nipples. I bit you again, and again, and you sighed.

Your face said it all – a lipbite trying to hold back the moan, a pure expression of ecstasy combined with pleasure and pain that satisfied me more than being inside you would have, and I had to take a moment to come to my senses to cherish having you with me.

Washed pt 2. [MF, Voy, Fsub, Mdom]

To read pt. one http://redd.it/2aanki

A breeze rolls through. Feels great on my damp skin. I get goosebumps. Not sure if it's from the cold or if it's cause of this brick shithouse of a man standing before me.

He's staring at me. Biting his bottom lip. I'm jealous. I want to bite it too. He puts the hose away and he walks up to me. I see his hands again. Touch me. Please just touch me. I need to feel his rough hands all over me.

"Are you ok? Are you cold? Come over to my car I might have an extra shirt." We walk over to his car and I finally realize just how tall he is. I have to pick up the pace just to keep up with his strides. He opens the passenger side door and pulls out a shirt. He hands it to me. "Here try this one. It's my favorite."

I lift it to my face. It smells so good, almost like a bonfire. I set my wet shirt down on his car and I notice he makes a face but doesn't say anything. I'm topless. Exposed. It's a button up shirt. He watches me slide my arms into the sleeves. "Slower" he says. "And leave it open." I obey.

Washed pt. one [MF, Voy]

It's late. Almost two in the morning. I'm not tired. As usual. I decide to go wash my car. It needs it, badly. It's really dark out so I just go in my pajamas. My black drawstring shorts, that just barely cover my butt, and a loose purple v-neck shirt. I throw on my flip flops and I leave.

It's hot and humid out. Sticky. I turn up the radio and put all my windows down. Feeling the wind all around me. The song on the radio is one of my favorites. It's a slower Rock song with a great beat. I would love to strip for someone to this song.

I pull into the car wash. There is only one other car in there but I don't see it's driver. I put it in park and go to get my change. I've found him. Standing there at the machine. He is incredibly handsome and burly. Almost everything I love in a man. Tall, dark features, great beard, but what i really notice is his arms, incredibly solid. He looks like he could pick me up above his head. The next things I notice are his hands. I can see how callused they are and I automatically imagine them all over me. Feeling his rough hands all over my bare skin and I can feel myself begin to blush.

The Lesson – (ffm) (oral, mast, swing) – Hannah gets her first lesson in sex.

“He’s not even gonna want to talk to me,” I whined to Callie as she pulled up to the house. Dozens of cars filled the mansion’s driveway, and the booming music could be heard all the way down the block.

“Not with that attitude he won’t,” She responded without missing a beat. Callie was always giving me advice about my attitude. It irked me more than I let her see. Mostly because I knew she was right.

“Fine, he’s gonna be stunned by my dazzling good looks and fascinating conversation and realize he loves me and – “

“Oh, shut up,” she cut me off. “Just try to have fun, Okay?”

“Fine.” I was surprised how easy I was to sway this time. Something about tonight just felt right. With the end of High School approaching, I was starting to feel like it didn’t matter how I behaved, so why not be the boldest version of myself that I could be?

GRO Part 6 – Daddy used it, too. [Str8, Mf, oral]

It was lunch and Kyle, Bobby and Jeni’s father, had come home from work. He’d told them he was sick, and that was partially true. What he hadn’t done was discuss the nature of his malady. He certainly couldn’t tell them he was leaving due to a raging hard-on.

Kyle knew he had been dumb going to work today. Unfortunately that hadn’t been the only dumb decision he’d made over the last few days, just one of the more recent ones.

The first had been using the GRO.

He’d found the tube in Bobby’s pants pocket while doing laundry. Later that night, curious about what his son had gotten himself into, he looked up the product on the Internet.

Now, any sane, grown man knew it was a bad idea to put Russian penile enhancement cream on his genitalia. But Kyle figured the only way to adhere to this sound advice would be to never possess such a cream in the first place.

The way Kyle figured, any man left for a sufficient amount of time with a cream that promises to grow his dick would end up using it. He certainly had.

GRO Part 5 – Bella finds her groove [Bi, mff, anal, oral, watersports]

“So you’re actually going in to school?” Adam asked incredulously.

“Yeah, I mean I can’t avoid it forever. Might as well see how it goes. Plus, Jeni is staying home, and our parents don’t like us to both miss school on the same day,” Bobby’s voice answered through the phone.

Adam grinned. He hadn’t realized he’d get a chance to try his newest plan so soon!

“Well, tell me how it goes, dude,” he answered back, trying to keep his happiness out of his voice.

He hung up his phone and pulled out his other phone. Actually, it was Chris’s phone. Chris left it at home when he went to work. Bobby had figured he might be able to use it today to at least get some of the girls his brother was hooking up with to send him some nasty pics. But now he had other ideas.

He’d seen Jeni, Bobby’s older sister, when he’d come home yesterday from his failed propositioning of Missy Kipling. And he’d definitely noticed her tits – they’d grown about five cup-sizes overnight!