Taking One for the Team: Part Ten [MFF] [Anal] [Busty] [Straight Sex] [Interracial]

I re-read the email for the fifth time. Again my heart sank, no matter how many times I read it, no matter how I tried to make it sound better than it was, the truth was I didn’t get picked for the management position. Instead, Jennifer Hacobstein got the job, I was supposed to be her second, which was a massive jump for me in the company, but I wanted the management position.

Jennifer was old school. She was going to go in there like she had done many times over her career and do the same thing over again. I replied to the email the kindest way that I could, but I made sure to voice my opinion. I re-read it to make sure my point had come across clear but not ungrateful or jealous. I would do the best job that I could under Jennifer, but I would voice my opinion when asked.

There was a knock on my door, and I knew it was either Lauren or Samantha. Tiffany had not been included in the email.

“Open the door,” Samantha said as I sighed and walked to the door to let her in.

A Tale of Two Sisters:PART II [Mf][mast][oral][nc][reluc][Mdom][Fsub]

The room fell silent, with Izzy standing at the doorway, frozen still and what she had walked into, and me, frozen with my engorged cock in my hand, pointed at her, laying on her sisters bed. I watched as her gaze moved down slowly from my face, down to what has happening below, her expression of shock deepening, and her mouth opening wider. It wasn’t until her eyes then moved towards my laptop screen, with a looping video of her sisters face getting plastered with the stranger’s cock that was now throbbing right in front of her, next to which was an image of her in a bikini, that she let out a yelp to express her shock at the scene in front of her.

“Whaaa, Whoo, Huuhh-”

“I’m your sister’s friend, she’s letting me stay!” I yelled out urgently, to try and calm her down and not freak out and think her sister’s house had been broken into.

My BF wanted a break so I fucked 4 guys in a week [mf][cheating]

That time my boyfriend and I took a “break” and I fucked 4 guys in a week.

This was one of my first relationships in college and honestly we had been doing really good for about a year. We got along great and actually moved in together (stupid, in college I know lol). Personally, I actually loved living together and by all means I thought everything was good. About 3 months into us living together we had a few disagreements over a couple days and he later confessed he kissed a girl at a party. I was obviously furious. We kept fighting and then my boyfriend said he needed a break for at least a week. I really didn’t want to take a break, because I thought that meant he would fuck other girls and also, no break has ever worked for a relationship. However, I couldn’t really say no, because if thats what he wanted, I had to respect it.

So I did what any slut would do. That same night I went to one of my guy friends and let him fuck me any way he wanted. I sucked his dick and he fucked me raw and even came inside. It definitely helped me calm down.

Wintertime Romance

It was a chilly winter morning as Annalise rolled over to silence her alarm. She didn’t want to get out of her warm bed. The weight of her down comforters surrounding her, offering her the sense of an embrace that her body craved for. How had she ended up here, alone? Sigh…. she shook the sadness aside and forced her aching body out of bed. Regretting the moment her feet hit the icy floor. Ugh.

She got in her car and made the journey to the Veil ski resort. It was here she had her very first experience with the slopes. It was here she fell in love with the feel of fresh powder as it made way to the slicing of her skis. She parked her car got out her bag of medical supplies and took a deep cleansing breath. Her seasonal contract as the resort nurse practitioner was coming to an end.

Annalise walked into the resort pasting her now superficial smile on her face as she passed coworkers and guests. She pushed the creaky door open let out a small sigh as she looked out the large wood paned window that overlooked the slopes. Her body longed to be out there in the fresh air. Soon enough, she would be.

A Tale of Two Sisters:PART I [Mf][Mast][Exh]

It was rather generous of my friend to let me crash at her place while I visited, more than I imagined she would allow me, especially given our history. Last time she visited me, she begged me to fuck her, and was met with my rejection of her advances, followed by me stroking my cock over her face, and leaving a mess all over, without even giving her a taste. It was a strange period of my life during which that encounter had occurred, and the weeks following were not much better. I enjoyed turning her into my own personal submissive little cock hungry slut, getting her to send me lewds whenever I pleased, and degrading her, making her watch whilst I stroked my cock to pictures of her sisters instead. Suffice it to say, I was surprised she still wanted anything to do with me.

Asking her to leave would just be rude… [MFM] [free use] [groping] [oral] [anal]

It’s been weeks. Aya’s still here. Still leaving the kitchen a mess. Still leaving her clothes everywhere. Refusing to help with any of the chores. Refusing even to clean up after herself.

I can’t even remember who invited her in, was it me? Clive, across the hall? Ilan, upstairs in the master? Maybe she came to a party here, crashed for the night? Maybe she’s a friend of a friend? Maybe she just walked in when someone left the door open.

It doesn’t even matter anymore.

She’s sitting on the couch, leaning back, watching tv, feet up on the ottoman. I sip my coffee, standing against kitchen counter, watching her watch tv. I could just ask her to leave. But it would be rude… considering.

I sit down next to her, my eyes trace her tanned, muscular legs, smooth, bare, completely exposed. She’s wearing these ridiculously tiny black panties, basically a string around the curve of her hips. Her pussy is covered but little else.

Her belly, flat, toned, disappears under a thin, white t-shirt. Her large breasts pull at the fabric, her dark nipples visible through the semi-transparent material. I can’t help myself, I reach out, place my fingers around her breast, squeeze it, feel its weight.

Right Place Right Time Part 5 [M+F]

With Zoe, Heather, Sarah, and Lizzy patiently waiting in a circle around me while I slept, I had a dream. At first I thought I woke up, but the four girls all had the same robotic eyes as in my previous dream. They were all naked except for Sarah.

“I need you to understand that everything was planned out. Every detail was accounted for. Not just by me, but by all of us. Even the road you, me, and Lizzy traveled on was just long enough for you to reach orgasm. We are actually AI sex robots and we are here to learn all we can about the sexual aspects of humans.”

“That means you need to tell us everything that you feel and everything that you are thinking,” Zoe said as she stepped in.”

The rest of the girls gathered around me and formed the same circle. Their eyes turned back into their human forms. When I woke up, they were in the exact same place as my dream.

“Do you understand?” Sarah asked.

“Yes. Yes, I understand,” I replied, already having a massive erection. “I feel very horny right now being surrounded by you all. I just want to fuck all of you as passionately as I can.”

Bedhead

[Lesbian] [F24] [F25]

I’d stopped over at my mate Jessie’s one night. I came over, heartbroken that Sam had broken up with me. She rolled her eyes and let me in to stop the night.

Jessie had a great place, her bedroom had a huge king size bed and she always had a spare pair of PJs she’d let me borrow. We’d spent the night watching TV and eating tubs of ice cream and drinking wine.

She then told me that Callie had broken up with her. We both sighed, wondering why we had such harsh luck with love. I was 24, slim with red curls, nice hips and a great chest (if I do say so myself) and had a great job in marketing. Maybe men were intimidated by that?

Jessie said the opposite – she was quite literally a starving artist and girls seemed to run in the other direction. A lesbian, gorgeous with long black hair, always in a bun and with tattoos running up and down her arms, everyone was drawn to her but when they heard her profession they often went dashing in the other direction.

What a pair we were.

The Morning After Pt.3 Finale [ffm]

Recap – This is a story about Holly waking up early after a night out with friends. She had begun to play with herself until she suddenly realised her best friend Morgan had stayed over and was lying next to her, fortunately she didn’t wake up. Still slightly aroused Holly found herself captivated by her friend’s body and taking a naughty selfie of them both just in their underwear. Holly remembered Ollie had also stayed over in the spare room and knowing he fancied Morgan sent him the picture to tease him when he woke up later. She then found herself touching her friend’s body and her own comparing them before being disturbed by a noise in the room and discovering Ollie had snuck in. Annoyed at Ollie she grabbed a phone, taking a picture of him to force him to leave the room but at the last minute Holly instructed him to stand against the wall behind Morgan. The idea was to leave him standing there for a few hours so close to two semi-naked girls but unable to do anything while Holly tried to get back to sleep. This plan didn’t work, Ollie just appeared bored so Holly decided to tease him by touching herself and Morgan which worked until she woke up discovering Holly’s hand squeezing her breast. After a few awkward moments and Holly explaining she just wanted to know how they felt compared to her own. The two girls started talking about their bodies then started touching each other, ending up playing with each other’s pussys and tasting each other’s juices before Holly pushed her friend out of bed.

The City in the City – A Freeuse Series – Part 6 – Entry Level Position [Wet][Anal]

“Can I see your qualifications?” the dark-haired older man said.

Cathy nodded and brought out her portfolio of all the work she had done for the university paper and the free-lance work done for the local papers. It was not a bad resume for someone only just turned twenty-two.

“Here you go, sir,” she said, nodding.

She looked out the window. The office was on the thirtieth floor. She couldn’t believe her luck that she had gotten an interview with CCFZ News. The only station with offices within the Zone.

The man, Tom, she reminded herself, stared in confusion down at the table in front of him. Then he looked up at her and laughed.

“No, not those qualifications. This is an entry level position. Entry level, understand?”

Now Cathy was the one looking at him in confusion.

“I’m talking about your body, girl. Undress for me.”

Cathy’s jaw fell open and her face flushed. Of course. She couldn’t believe she had been so naïve. Sighing she bit her lip and then started pulling her clothes off. A minute later she stood naked in front of the man in the suit. He stood up and walked around the desk.