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Charlie, struck with wanderlust from birth, knowing she does not belong. The first sexual encounter at the compound where she grew up will certainly not be her last. Her journey will give way to danger, desire and discovery. Join her. Her path is a crooked one, born a submissive and transformed to powerful dominant, she knows what she wants and goes for it.
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Jenny Beck
Please see Sexual Adventures with a Woman from Church Part 1 for more info about Shannon. I had the day off from work because of an appointment. I stopped by Shannon’s house after the appointment. She was working from home. I was wearing a sweater and jeans. She was wearing a blue floral dress. We were going out for lunch after her Zoom meeting for work. It was mostly one of her co-workers giving a presentation. Shannon didn’t have to say much. She put the audio on mute after attendance was taken.
The co-worker began talking. I got on my knees and crawled toward Shannon who was sitting on a chair. No one could see me the video picture only showed her face and shoulders. I began rubbing Shannon’s thighs. She looked at me and smiled. I moved my hands up her legs, lifted up her dress, and removed her panties. I rubbed Shannon’s vagina as it was getting wetter for a few minutes before I began licking it. Shannon tasted and smelled good down there. Which make giving oral sex more enjoyable.
We both met on account of my scrolling through a particular GW subreddit. My DM to her after seeing her post pictures of her absolutely perfect body peeked her interest so she decided to have a look…she was intrigued… we started chatting. Little did we both know, we were living less than a 30 minute drive apart. We spoke very explicitly and regularly about our sexual kinks, our sexual desires. Little did we both know these things would soon come to be realities.
She and I both had sexual appetites of the same variety. Though somewhat typical it was a very male dominant style of sexual wants and needs. Her and her body needing to be used as an object of pure pleasure. Submissive and weak to the needs and ways in which to be used by me. Mine one in the same, I wanted all the control, very little limits. Limits I would find later had bounds far past my expectation of her and her appetite. These were things I had ached for in my sex life. These sexual desires would became realities for us, together. Our first meet was very simple yet informal. (as you’ll learn most of our meetings were like this) We wrestled into the back seat of my vehicle and got as comfortable as we would could. There was a lot of talking. Then some kissing, some making out. I fondled her tight little body every chance I got. It felt so tight and fit perfectly in my grips.
All characters in story including me are 18+
This is the fourth part of my first story
In the last part Wendy had kissed me in her room, pushed me backward on her bed and got on top of me. My heart was racing while I kissed er back. While when making out with Klaas I was on top and now Wendy had really pushed herself on top of me making out with Wendy was very different from Klaas. Klaas was rough and hard, it was a lot of kissing and feeling the stubble of his beard on my chin even his lips and tongue seemed rough when compared to Wendy. Wendy was soft almost delicate; it wasn’t smashing lips together but feeling her lips on mine. Feeling how softly her tongue would explore mine. When she kissed my neck, I could not hold back an embarrassing moan of pure lust and pleasure. I put my arms to her back almost scratching her as she kissed my earlobe. When she looked me in the eyes, I kissed her while I felt her hand touch my neck, and caress gently over the side of my jumper.
Content note: >!This story involves a person being punished nonconsensually by their partner(s) for misbehaving. Although the sex acts described involve at least nominal consent, there’s a lot of unwanted touching/constraint and the sex occurs in a coercive environment.!<
I woke up cold, with a full bladder. I looked around me and found myself still in the dog crate. So it hadn’t been a dream after all. I pulled the blanket tight around me. “Hey!” I yelled out, “Let me out of here!”
I waited a minute, but there was no response. My mind drifted back to my conversation with Alex the previous night. She’d told me she wanted to fuck my wife Clara. Maybe that’s what they were doing now, fucking.
Under ordinary circumstances, the implausible thought of my wife hooking up with another woman would have aroused me. But right now my abdomen stung with the sharp pain of holding in urine. I considered my options for a moment. The guest room shared a wall with the main bedroom. I banged on it through the bars of the crate.
My teleport landed on the starship. It had a minimalist, clean look, very geometric. My client approached me, and I couldn’t help but noticing his huge cock. My newest clients were Zylanians, they had developed technology to let them reproduce asexually, but still had dicks. They didn’t wear any sort of clothing because they didn’t feel the need for modesty. The knowledge of sex had been forgotten. They didn’t even masturbate. The Zylanian took to my quarters and briefed me about my job. Obviously I didn’t wear clothes after my first day working there, it was their culture after all. Every single Zylanian had a huge cock, I couldn’t help but look at them. I started touching my own cock absentmindedly during work. Not yanking or anything just rubbing a bit. The whole situation meant I was always a little hard. One night, about a month into my work as a negotiator, I passed the officer I had met my first day passed me in the hall. His jawline was sharp and his cobalt blue ass was toned. I couldn’t help myself but stop him.
“Could you do me a favour, Officer Larzegex?”
“I’m instructed to make your time here as comfortable as possible.” He replied, his voice was deep and sexy.
I’m already hard from staring at him the past few minutes.
“Could you bend over for me?”
He obliges and I see his balls and cock dangle under his ass. I reach around to grab his shaft and start rubbing it. With my other hand I stick my wood between his tight ass cheeks. I start pumping gently to get a rhythm. Immediately I realise how horny I was from not fucking in so long. I’m pretty soon yanking him off while ploughing into him, doggy style. I feel myself getting close to coming and pull out, wanting to extend the only sex I’ve had in a month.
Larzegex asks, “That was unusual, though surprisingly pleasant”
I laugh “We are so not done yet”
I get down on my knees, and grab him into a deepthroat. I’ve missed the feeling of a throbbing cock in my mouth. I move my tongue over around which the officer reacts with a look of surprise and pleasure. I move my tongue and my lips up to the tip, and keep sucking him. Some precome drips into my mouth. I swallow it and wish for more. Tasting it almost makes me cum. I am not finishing without getting ploughed tonight. I move to lick his hairless alien balls.
“Fuck me” I say in between licks.
“What?” says Larzegex, breaking his usual formality for the familiar pant of pleasure. I realise he’s not familiar with what I want. I feel the fast throbbing in my hand as I pull him down to the ground by his cock, sticking it in my hungry ass a soon as we reach the ground. We end up in a spooning position. I am so ready to be fucked sideways by him. I grab behind me to his ass and start pumping his muscular but into mine until he. Catches. On and start eagerly ploughing. The strong pump of his thick cock feels so good. He keep fucking me right down deep until he starts breathing heavily and moaning.
“Oh, oh! *pants*”
“You’re about to cum, it’s gonna feel really nice” I inform, the officer, given his virgin status. I realise I’m about to cum too. I relish the moment, the soon feel Larzegex’ s cum squirt into me and out onto my ass while he moans loudly. This starts me cumming too. I pull out and shove my cock into his mouth and I scream with pleasure. Larezegex is sucking me off as I keep cumming down his throat. When my climax envetually ends, Larzegex is sucking me gently I switch into 69 position and start sucking him too. I’m not sure exactly what happened next but I wake up with lips on each others cocks looking up to the ballsacks of about ten Zylanians Standing around us
I’m an escort for HumpFriends com and the other day a client I really get on with has asked me to go on a real date/ Now I know 100% the answer should be NO!…..But, I kind of like him. He obviously know’s what I do for a living and it doesn’t seem to bother him. He is also about 8 years younger than me and although I like him I think he would realise one day he could probably do a lot better or get bored of me. I know that sounds a crazy way of thinking but I don’t know whether I’m just sabotaging the relationship before it’s even started by not giving it a chance. I guess I’m just looking to see what the guys think out there whether or not they could be with a woman who was an escort long term.
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Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.
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Avi was wheezing, clutching his ribs. The two of them had been running for over an hour, and he did not have the stamina to go much farther. “Shawn…” he gasped, “we’re… we’re almost there, right?”
Shawn sighed. “If we weren’t running, the orcs would have caught up to us. You’re lucky we got out of there alive.”
That wasn’t what Avi had asked, but he nodded begrudgingly, trying to keep pace with his rescuer.
After another moment, though, Shawn answered the question. “We’re nearly there. Just another few corners.”
Fighting through the pain, Avi willed his failing muscles forward just long enough for the doors of Feln Laboratories to come in sight. Avi never fully understood how people were able to navigate the Labyrinth so well, but he didn’t dwell on it much. Shawn punched in the new passcode, and as soon as he had safely closed the door behind them, Avi collapsed in exhaustion, the cool tile floor relieving his naked, sweat-covered body.
Mack checked herself in the mirror as she adjusted the short blue sundress. This was dumb, she thought to herself, as she tugged it into place. It was far more revealing than the situation called for…low cut, showing off her full, thick breasts. Too short by at least an inch and a half, exposing her bare thighs. Too tight on her stomach, making it hard to breath. If she bent over, the whole party would see the black thong she had wedged between her shapely ass.
But she supposed that was the point. Despite herself, a grin flashed across the face of the woman in the mirror, and a tingling sensation spread between her legs.
It was a familiar feeling by now. The mix of shame and arousal. The way she was both disgusted by herself and the situation, and the impossible to resist urge to take things further.
Right on cue, he texted her. The name “Jordan” flashed across the screen on her phone. She signed and opened it.
“I can’t wait to see you at the Paul’s birthday party today, slut.”
I’m on my phone, swiping crystals into sets of three, watching them disappear in full-spectrum explosions. I lean back into the cheap plastic chair, the mechanical sounds the car wash dominating the lounge. I eye my truck as it glides through the soap rinse, and then… well, it’s hard to describe. A swirl of lights and rushing sounds, not dissimilar to what I’d been seeing on my phone, except all around me, and the world tumbling end over end, and I’m falling, falling, falling…
I come to and I’m at … someplace different. It doesn’t make any sense. My phone’s gone, which is frustrating because I was on a timed level. And I’m laying on the floor, and the floor is warm, soft, spongy but metallic, like nothing I’ve before felt. The room, or space, or whatever it is, is big, a polyhedral ball several times my height, and deep magenta, with a light somehow coming from all directions at once. And my clothes have disappeared, I’m naked.
“What the fuck?” I say, even though there’s nobody there to hear. “Where’s my phone?” My speech sounds weird, muffled. There’s no echo.