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The Sharp Edge of the Veil – Chapter 6 [MF][Urban Fantasy]

This is not a stand-alone story. Please read previous chapters first. Links in comments

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Six – How Bad Can a Ball at the Castle Be?

“What is it with you guys and hitting me in the face,” I gurgled through the blood that was running from my nose down into my mouth.

“You should stop snooping around,” said the guy behind the guy who had punched me.

He had a heavy eastern accent. One that fit all to well with his face that seemed to have gone a few rounds in the tumble dryer.

Snooping around? Who the fuck says snooping around nowadays?

I looked up at the guy who had punched me. He looked like the missing link between a neanderthal and a rock. I recognized the guy who had talked, but couldn’t place him. None of them had been there when I got beat up last time. I tried to focus. It was hard with the excruciating pain hammering with every beat of my heart.

“And you should stop punching my nose,” I said, yelping as I put my nose back into place. Read more »

I [F] sucked my best friend’s dad’s [M,52] dick while she slept in the room next door

My friend’s dad was in the marines and is super strict and dominant. I, of course, found this irresistible and so would flirt with him all the time and try to make it known that I wanted his dick.
The living room in their house has an open plan kitchen and and my friend had fallen asleep on the sofa while we were drinking and watching a film. I was bored af waiting for her to wake up. Her dad walked past us and into the kitchen to get a beer. I got up and followed him in there and I don’t know what came over me but I just grabbed his waist band and pulled his trousers and pants down. I could tell he was hard as soon as I walked in there because we have had so much sexual tension built up from over the years. It was so obvious how bad he wanted it but we had to be quiet. I got on my knees and was hidden behind the kitchen counter. I spat on his dick and started jerking him off and licking the tip of his penis. He couldn’t take the tease anymore and pushed my head back and forth making me deepthroat him with his control. I was so turned on and wanted to feel him inside me so bad but we couldn’t do it there. I just kept sucking his cock like my life depended on it and he came in my mouth. I looked up at him and showed him the cum on my tongue and then swallowed. He stroked my chin and pulled his pants up and walked out with his beer. I stayed in the kitchen for a few minutes and eventually got myself a drink and sat back down with my friend who had only just woken up. This was one of the best secretive moments I’ve had with him.

[MF] Seducing the companies Hispanic cleaning lady..

I am a middle aged white male who works at a rental truck company and was put on the afternoon shift about a month ago. The afternoon shift consists of many tasks including helping customers, finalizing paperwork for the day, filing paperwork and locking up after the cleaning crew has finished for the evening. And that’s where my story begins…..

When I first started the afternoon shift and the cleaning crew would come in before we closed and the crew consisted of 3 Hispanic ladies. During my first week, the older lady on the crew would stare at me while I worked, and if I were perfectly honest, I was watching her too. She was at least 15 years older than I was but damn she was gorgeous and her name was Maria. My desire to be with a mature woman didn’t help to calm the passion that was burning inside of me.

When my second week started, I noticed Maria started coming in later and closer to closing time and she was coming in alone. As that week went on, the glances back and forth started getting longer and the eye contact was driving me crazy. I wanted Maria badly but didn’t know how to approach the situation. Read more »

Destined Siblings, Prologue [MF] [Str8] [inc]

As my first year at university came to an end, I was searching for an apartment where I could live for the next three years when I got an unexpected message from my big brother.

“I found a solution for your apartment issues. I’ll call you tonight.”

My phone rang that evening as I was sitting on the steps of the university library, and I felt so happy and pleased when I saw my big brother’s name on the screen. Despite the fact that he was four years older than me, he and I had always been quite close, probably because I never saw our father who abandoned our mother shortly after finding out she was pregnant again with me.

I dated a few guys in high school and only one in college so far but no one could’ve been truly compared to him and I often wondered if anyone else I meet could possibly make me feel nearly as cherished, protected, and loved as my big brother did.

With a smile I picked up the call, “I was hoping you would call and I was waiting all evening.” I told him. Read more »

P3 [M]y New [f] Hire

As the weeks went on the flirting and the sexting continued. We hadn’t had a chance to hook up again. Until one day I told her “You’re not working tomorrow?”
“I’m not why?”
As I hand her a hotel key card. “Because you’re going to be busy …..personal reasons.” She smiles “but ” …
“No Buts! Just be in that room when I get there.”

The next morning I get a text.
A picture of Danni in a hotel room in a cute little sundress.
Another pic, straps off her shoulders showing her cute little tits.
Another pic bent over the dresser dress hiked showing her bald pussy.
D: I’m ready for you boss.
M: Good I’m on my way.

As I get to the room, knocking on the door. I hear the door unlock the chain slide off the clasp. Watch as the knob turns. I push the door open with force.
Danni stands in a bit of shock, eyes wide. Letting the door swing closed I grasp her by the waist pushing against the wall. My other hand grabbing her ponytail, pulling back, her head tilting up looking up at me with a smirk on her face. Read more »

So, I was tubing today… [mf](oc)

I’m tubing with the fam here in the national forest. It’s not quite like any tubing Ive done before. The water is cold and the creek bed is narrow. Most of the time the water moves on at a good pace, but there are a few places to get caught up on the rocks. My youngest got stuck in one such place.

As it turns out, he isn’t quite big enough to get himself out of the shallows if he gets stuck. So, I paddled myself up onto a rock down stream and pulled the tube up. It was stuck, I told myself. I crept back up the creek being careful to avoid wedging my ankle between two rocks until I could reach the entrapped tube. I pulled him off the rocks and sent him down the creek. I could see the smile come back to his face as he floated on down in the current. I watched him float away… right up to the point when another tube caught my attention. It was headed right for mine. I thought the occupant would surely attempt to avoid my tube… NO! Direct hit. My tube was off, floating rapidly away from me. I couldn’t even give chase without braking an ankle. My shoulders slumped. Read more »

Random anecdote

I started shaving my whole body and wearing thongs and lingerie because my first serious girlfriend wanted me to. It was from 17 to 19 years old.

By the time I got to college I met a girl who lived in the sorority house next door. She enjoyed looking shy and innocent to the outside world, but had a big kink feminizing men and she loved turning me into her “sissy bitch” (her words) behind closed doors.

By that point I had already been wearing thongs for years, so obviously she was happy with it. Except that I wore thongs for guys, and she made me replace all of them with pink lacy panties and other girl lingerie.

And the two girlfriends I dated in the years after college also really liked that I wore thongs.

One thing all my exes seem to have in common is that they loved doing things like make me wear a pink thong under low rise jeans, so that people would notice I was wearing panties if I wasn’t careful if I leaned forward or had to kneel to pick something up or tie my shoelace. All my girlfriends throughout the years were all really into trying to put me in situations where people would notice I was wearing thongs, or making me pick a particularly girly thong at Victoria’s Secret and making me ask the sales girls if she could help me find it in my size. Read more »

Ch. 2: My nymph, Emily. [MF] [BDSM] [Older/Younger] [Spanking]

The weeks passed by and the exuberance of youth entered my life. In public, Emily acted like a shy, innocent angel; we walked down the street with her hiding behind me with her arm wrapped around mine. She blushed at the idea of introducing me to her friends, “I can’t let them know I’m with an older guy!” But everything changed when it came to behind closed doors. Her inner devil came out: a fiery and demanding girl that begged to be played with, who loved to be watched, who found joy in giving pleasure. I quickly found how vast and broad her imagination was, the fantasies she held secretly in her mind, and the things she could do with her tongue and her hips.

With her newfound sexual freedom, Emily began to demand more and more from me, deciding what we’ll do in bed, how she wants to be touched, when and how we’ll meet. I loved the energy she brought into my life, but I was beginning to feel that I was become an object of her amusement, not the one leading her along her sexual journey, the mature one taking care of her. Perhaps, maybe even a little resentful of her dominance — I wanted, needed, her to be my submissive little girl. It was then that our relationship stepped into the next stage. Read more »

After the after-practice shower… [MF](oc)

So about a week later (link to original post in comments), I had all but forgotten about the encounter (yeah right ?) and was casually sweeping the gym before the night’s basketball games. We always booted everyone from the building for about an hour and a half to get things ready for the game. So, generally, I was alone for 80 to 90 minutes. Usually the girl’s coach, let’s call her Lexi, was there too, but she was also the volleyball coach. So, to cut her a little break, we had a bit of an unspoken arrangement that I’d clean the floor and get the gym ready. She always stayed to help clean up after. It wasn’t “fair”, but also not a big deal.

On this particular night (Thursday, I think), she strolled through the double doors at the end of the gym early. This wasn’t totally abnormal. She arrived early for various reasons from time to time. In fact, if it wasn’t for the rest of that 80 minutes, I’d probably have never thought about it at all. Read more »