Category: sexystories

Thornton Manor (Part 2) [Mf, Str8, anal, Mdom, fantasy]

*This is part 2 of a story set in a society in which women are valued for their use as sex objects. I refer to girls 16+ as being sexually available because in my country that is the age of consent. If you feel icky with that thought please substitute 18, 21, or whatever you feel comfortable with.*

 

**Initial Training**

Today, as you walk into the Academy, there’s a group of naked, perky brunettes leaning on a table with their backs towards you. They’re probably new given the anxious glances they are shooting over their shoulders as they stick their assess out for appreciation. They’re wearing high heels that emphasise their curves and the sight of their shaven, pink pussies, and tight assholes above, make your cock twitch. You’re planning to make a day of it, lingering over the delicious naked flesh here, building up anticipation for the assholes you’ll fuck later.

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Thornton Manor (Part 1) [Mf, Str8, anal, Mdom, fantasy]

*This is part 1 of a story set in a society in which women are valued for their use as sex objects. I refer to girls 16+ as being sexually available because in my country that is the age of consent. If you feel icky with that thought please substitute 18, 21, or whatever you feel comfortable with.*

 

**Thornton Manor**

Thornton Manor is a correctional institution for girls aged sixteen and above who require anal training. Once enrolled, they remain within its walls until they graduate. Although some trainees are here voluntarily, most are sent by one of the men in their lives: their father on their sixteenth birthday to ready them for marriage, or their husband when they take possession of them and discover to their disappointment that they haven’t been adequately trained.

 

Any girl over the age of sixteen knows that she has to give up her asshole at any time, to any man who has a claim over her. Her father has the initial stake (though most choose not to invoke their rights), passing on to her husband once she is married – but any man who holds a position of power over her also has a stake. If she is still in school, not only her Headmaster, but each class Teacher has rights over her. If she is working, her Manager will be entitled, as will anyone with seniority over her. In fact, any professional man she encounters (Doctor, Lawyer, Policeman) may choose to invoke his rights. Read more »

[mf] Mark&Amy Chapter 9

**Chapter 9**

Liz was having the time of her life. Of course, she always loved being with Mark. He was just amazing. But being with him at a concert for her favorite pop singer was wild. And he’d got them a spot right in front of the stage! The crowd was electric, the sons were amazing, and she had spent the last hour dancing and grinding her ass up against her favorite person in the whole world.

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To tell the truth, she sort of wished they weren’t right at the front. If they were further back where it was darker, then maybe instead of Mark’s hands being around her waist, they’d be somewhere more exciting. But there was always later on for that. Maybe tonight would even be The Night for them. Mark had been so much more confident lately, happier, and more open to sexy fun.

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She owed Amy so big for all this. Before, Mark had still been great to be with, but he’d been really shy about physical stuff. She’d put the moves on him so many times and he either seemed oblivious or got all shy and closed-off. But then his sister had talked to him about things and he said she helped him understand what he wanted out of life. Read more »

My MILF on the Golf Course [Str8][mF][MILF]

The country club isn’t always a great place to find girls, especially girls my age. Not many 18 or 19 year old chicks hang out at a golf course or the tennis courts unless their parents drag them for some lame brunch. For that reason, my summer job as a caddy was the worst. While my friends were off ogling girls in bikinis while they worked as a lifeguard, I was following middle-aged men around, carrying their golf bags as they knocked back Coors Light after Coors Light. The days were long, the sun was hot, and though I made some decent money, I was bored to tears and tired as hell. June dragged on and July was even worse. There was no way in hell I was going to come back to this crappy job next summer.

All of that changed the second week of August. Mr. Schmidt, one of the club’s top golfers, called me on Monday night and told me there was to be a change for his tee time the following morning. Instead of Mr. Schmidt, his two co-workers, and his chief client, Mrs. Schmidt and three other women from the country club would be taking the spot. When he said this, I was hopeful that he would tell me not to come in, but instead, he asked me to caddy for the four women. I naturally agreed, as my work wouldn’t change that drastically at all. I’d still be carrying clubs either way. Read more »

Not that kind of girl [MF] [Mdom]

So it’s my first time writing anything like this and I would really appreciate some feedback! What worked, what didn’t? Should I continue the story?

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**Not that kind of girl**

Nervously I glance down at my phone, and check the time again. It’s only been a minute since I last checked. Dammit. Right, I won’t check the time again until I’ve finished my wine. Or he arrives.

I take another sip of the wine, hoping that it will calm my nerves, but I can’t stop myself from scanning the bar again, looking at the door for the hundredth time. I pick up my phone to check for messages, there are none, and unconsciously open Reddit and check my messages there too. Cause of course that’s why I’m here. Why I’m sitting in bar dressed more provocatively than I have ever dressed in my life. My dress is a little too low cut for a women with breasts the size of mine. And definitely a little too short, even if I do have the legs for it. Usually I dress to cover up my figure, but not tonight, because tonight I’m dressed for him. Read more »

[mf oral] Mark&Amy Chapter 8

**Chapter 8**

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It was pretty easy for Amy to slip into the mindset of being intimate with Mark. It was basically the same as what she’d been doing already, except without the pretense of trying to cure him of his attraction to her. In the mornings, they would have breakfast together before class. Mark wanted to have morning showers together, but Amy vetoed that request, pointing out that they hadn’t gotten very clean the first time they’d tried it, and “accidents” could happen if they made a habit of it.

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They met again at lunch, although Liz would often join them, which made Amy a little uncomfortable. She still hadn’t figured out what to do about that whole situation. Mark had told her that he would handle it, but it still felt awkward to sit across from the perky, sweet girlfriend of the brother who was cheating with her and act like nothing was wrong.

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After class, they would spend a little time apart. It was almost the only time Amy returned to her own dorm. They would handle homework and other obligations. And in the evening, Amy would go to Mark’s room with her next day’s clothes in her backpack. Read more »

Fresh Cream [FM] [Public] [Prostitution]

Sara was content. For the first time in her life, all the pieces seemed to fit. The sun shined through the big glass window. In a little bakery on the main street of her breezy coastal city, a young woman was kneading a large mass of dough by hand, dry with flour to the elbows. Her red ribbon hair was neatly tied back, and her body was outlined in a white, working shirt and matching white pants.

She had built this little cafe from the ground up, free from the help of her wealthy, yet distant husband. It gave her something to do. Sara had finally felt free. The glass bar showing the goods was full up, and she had hardly had a customer all day. The lazy Sunday afternoon dragged on. While rewarding to have a well off, hard working job, it sure wasn’t the most profitable business around. After a major fight with her husband, Sara had sworn to never use his money to help the business. It was her way or no way at all. Unfortunately it wasn’t long before she realized that bakeries were either serious, client driven businesses, or fluff pieces, fueled by outside money to keep housewives occupied. Read more »

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Hotel Fantasy- part 1

Tl:dr- a slut gets in trouble for making too much noise, the manager gets involved.

You took me to a hotel. I had on a nice button up shirt and a short skirt, low heeled sandals. Hair up in a ponytail, since I knew you’d be using it to hold me. No jacket despite the chill. Walking through the parking lot, the cool breeze teased my nipples to hard points under the thin shirt, drew goose flesh across my thighs and teased chilling fingers over my damp, bare pussy. Pulling me to a stop halfway to the door,you make a slow show of unbuttoning my shirt to bare the upper curve of my breasts. I shivered as you smiled approvingly and led me inside. Read more »

Chapter One – A Trade in Trysia

Hey, I’ve been sitting on this story for a while now. Please let me know what you think as I’m eager for feedback :)

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This first part is pretty slow but it sets us up well for a chapter two ;)

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Fey scrambled along the busy dockside in the search of her Trademaster, Rsun. He had sent her out earlier that morning to purchase Trysian Pearls, a shimmering violet pearl unique to these waters. Rsun would usually insist on haggling the trade himself, but he had stated that they would receive a better price if Fey were the one sent to negotiate. For this, she was grateful, as any opportunity for a slice of freedom was a blessing.

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The dockside was a hive of activity; with sailors clambering from ships, merchants selling their wares at wooden stalls and city guards monitoring the chaos the best they could. Fey was no stranger to Trysia, as she and her Trademaster had travelled here yesteryear. The modest city had a sort of rustic charm in its weather-beaten storefronts and homes. She could lose herself as she spent too much time gazing at the many faces and peoples of the dock. Read more »

Riding You On a Special Night [FM] [Str8]

It’s been a long day, but we had a good night together. The evening was romantic, dinner was nice. Now going home would be even nicer.

I’m dressed in a wine red, silk dress that goes down to my ankles, fashioned with a slit on the left side up to my hip that shows off my thigh, paired with nice heels and a choker. What I have underneath is the surprise I have in store for you.

I gaze over at you lovingly as you sit down on the couch and motion for me to come over to your lap. Almost immediately I heed your words and straddle on top of you, beaming.

There’s a comfortable silence for a little while, before I utter a “Hey.”

You smile back at me and kiss me deeply for a moment before pulling away. “Hey, love.”

A few seconds later we press our lips against each other and don’t pull away, allowing our tongues to dance together. Your hands are exploring all over my body until finally you find the straps of my dress, slipping your fingers beneath them to slowly lift them up and slide it down my forearms. Read more »