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A gypsy has an encounter [MF]

You have arrived at the address you received and, as instructed you open the door and enter the cool entranceway from the heat of the day. Doubt races through your mind. “this is insane, I’ve never even met this guy before.”

Your heels click on the tiled floor as you walk down the hallway. “Third door on the right” you repeat to yourself. The message had been so very enticing. “Hot peach cream pies available. Enquiries to iamborticus”

“Come in please,” drifts through the door. You push on the door which opens heavily and silently. You step inside the room. Dappled sunlight pours through timber blind hades. As your eyes adjust to the room you see a well worn leather chesterfield couch against the wall. A massage table is positioned in the middle of he room atop a large fibre rug.

“Where did the voice come from,” you wonder before your memory reminds me of your instructions: Disrobe and mount the table. Await your pleasure. Your summer dress slips from your shoulder and falls to the floor silently. Kicking your shoes off you run your hands over your bare ass. “Wasn’t any point putting underwear on,” you think to yourself. Your nipples are erect in the cool air, and you walk quickly to the table which you climb atop Read more »

The Curse (Halloween Story)

The Curse (Halloween Special)

Angela rose out of bed excited. It was her 18th birthday and was expecting to party with her friends and let loose. She quickly showered and put on her best make-up and sexy clothes. There were only a few days left of her senior year and wanted to make the best of them.

She was cut off entering the kitchen by her Mother. “Sweetie, we need to talk”. There was something about her voice and concern. Angela, sat down and chewed on some toast. Her mother was shaking visibly. “Do you know what a curse is”. Her mother asked. “Sure, kind of.” Angela replied.

“You can’t go to school anymore”. Her mother said bluntly. “What? Why? I like school”. Angela asked confused. Her mother sighed. “62 years ago my Father raped a young girl, your age”. she sighed. “That is why he is not in our life and never was. He was in prison a long time”. her mother sighed.

“The girl he raped was the daughter of a Voodoo priestess”. She continued. “She cursed him, your Grandfather and our bloodline that just like you, a second daughter would become a slut”. Angela laughed “You can’t be serious”. Angela scoffed. Read more »

[STR8] [MF] Overtime at the Office

Eddie turned on his computer before starting a pot of coffee. Sundays were always quiet in the office and even though he hated working on Sunday, he knew he could get caught up without the phone ringing off the hook or the department head constantly tasking him.

Taking a sip of coffee, the screen flickers to life and after a few taps of the keyboard, he’s logged in and reviewed old emails and his outstanding tasks.

After his second cup of joe, and an hour later, he was happy with the progress he was making and didn’t think that he’d have to spend as long in the office as he thought.

“Badading” the sound of “Is Available” echoes in his office. Glancing down he sees that Paula had logged into her computer.

Paula and Eddie had history, nothing too exciting but history nonetheless. They had enjoyed going to lunch a few times during the week, and had even seen each other a few times after work as friends, grabbing some coffee or piece of pie from the local diner. He had always wanted the relationship to be more, but because they worked for the same company, and she was ten years younger than him, he never pursued it more than coffee or lunch. He was grateful to just enjoy his time with an incredibly good looking woman. Read more »

Good boys love a good tease [F/M] [str8][GentleFemdom]

It’s morning, we’re cuddling, half asleep. I can feel your desperate morning wood pressed up against my ass. I arch my back and start slowly grinding into you; your breathing quickens and you let out a quiet, “uhn, Miss” as you start to twitch. Your hands are on my waist, but I lead them slowly up my torso and back down; never lingering on one spot enough to satisfy either of us.

I command you to kiss the back of my neck as you gently rub and caress my nipples–I’m a bit of a slut for nipple play and I’m getting wet. I’m whimpering “good boy”, as I’m slowly rubbing your cock through your boxers. It’s starting to get leaky.

I turn to face you, and allow you to kiss, lick, and suck my tits. Your hands are gripping my ass, bringing me closer to your hungry mouth. You’re being such a good slut. I’m guiding your throbbing cock out of your boxers. You’re quite a mess.

I want you to feel how wet you’ve made me. I lead your hand to my panties and allow you to enter. I order you to start gently biting. I’m moaning “good boy”, as I become wetter, grinding on your two lucky fingers. I’m ignoring your aching cock. Instead, I’m pulling your hair, scratching your back. Read more »

[MF][preg] Good friends discover old desires

It’s a rainy, cold evening. The type of evening that makes you want to snuggle up under a warm, soft blanket, never to get out from under it again. And yet here I am. Walking down the sidewalk, my dollar store umbrella in hand. Walking through puddles and getting my socks wet.
I looked at my watch. The dim streetlights illuminated its face just enough to make out the numbers. Eight fifteen. “Shit”.
I accelerated my pace to a slow jog.
My boots splashed water onto my trousers. I shivered as my clothes were getting increasingly damp. But it didn’t matter, someone I couldn’t let down was waiting for me.

Seventeen minutes later than it should have been, I found myself in front of the bar we had agreed on. Colton’s. Its lights cast a warm glow onto the wet sidewalk. An inviting sight indeed.
I closed my umbrella, and pushed on the front door to open it.

The warmth inside gave me back some feeling in my fingertips and my nose.
The soft sound of pleasant conversations filled the air.
I scanned the room. Patrons were enjoying a drink with their friends or loved ones. At the bar, a small, dark haired girl was enjoying a Martini. She was leaning her chin on her hand and fidgeted with her straw. Read more »

Can’t lose your family behind this

44[m4f]..blackmail role.. you’re very important person in the government who fights the War on Drugs… your a mommy, your daughter’s 9 years old. you been happy married for a while.I’m a drug dealer who’s here at the motel with you you’re trying to break up a a drug ring but instead.. I get you high off of crystal meth. Without your knowledge I’m videotaping you getting high videotaping you and me fucking* sucking so I use this against you to Blackmail you against your job your family everything that’s important to you…we can do that ..or we can take it from there..
My kinks are drugs cum* swallowing anal ageplay cheating videotaping panties forbidden taboo.. just let me know what you think you’re back to me..kik anthonyanthony0..thats a zero at the end

Like Mother, Like Daughter – Teacher’s Pets – Part 1 – The Girl Next Door [MILF][Deepthroat]

A few years had passed since I gathered my little harem in Lund. I kept in contact with most of the girls and even met up with some of them from time to time. Adara and I went swinging a couple of times in Copenhagen and Tessa lived with me for almost a year. But then things changed. Linn and Lisa moved to Stockholm when Lisa got a new job. Camilla finally divorced her deadbeat husband; she still came over now and again when she needed to feel degraded and used. Nothing would top what I made her do when I took her to Vegas, but she was satisfied with less.

Anna and I moved out of the city and into the countryside into a little village called Röstånga. It’s amazing how much more you can get out in the countryside compared to the city. For just double the amount as my centrally located flat we got a huge house with several guest houses and stables. It turned out that it was not only men that Anna enjoyed riding. And for my part I felt it was time for a change and living with Anna was turning out beyond my expectations. She enjoyed taking care of the house, and the mornings when I woke up without her lips wrapped around my cock were few and far between. After I had given her the mouthful she so desired, she went up and made breakfast while I started working. The money I was supplying her with had also improved her wardrobe and hair and she had started looking like quite the lady. Read more »

Harem Girl Part One

**Hey Y’all … I’m a beginning writer. I need to practice in all genres, but all I want to do is write erotica. Just some ideas for stories and shorts, if you like it, let me know, I can write more.**

She woke up.

A bright blast of light from the Arabian sun shone between the blackout curtains. When she got in from the 10 hour flight last night from Frankfurt, she hadn’t put in the effort thought to close them fully.

The phone rang. An Emirati number she did not recognize. Aadam’s name was already in her phone. Could be spam, but she was there working so she felt compelled to answer.

“Hello, it’s Nadja”

“Nadja, It’s Aadam.”

“Hi,” she volunteered. Safe enough as an initial reply. A surge of adrenaline cut through the haze of her jet lagged mind fog. She needed this job, and she liked Aadam, so it was important for her to sound interested, even though she was dead tired.

“Hi Nadja, we have an event for you tonight. An important client from Russia. Can you be at the Park Hyatt on Dubai Creek at 7PM tonight?” Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXIX: Blake was Home, not Marie [Exh] [unintended Voy] [FF]

**VII: Liam and Blake**

Liam yawned as he lay back Marie’s bed, reading as he waited for her. Being productive had worked for a while, but his brain had started getting tired, so he’d decided to see if he could finish the book he was reading before she got back. He still had about fifty pages or so. When he’d started the trilogy on a friend’s recommendation, he hadn’t been too sure about it. Now, he was enthralled to the point that a sudden noise from beyond Marie’s door both surprised and annoyed him a bit. He supposed he shouldn’t be annoyed at the prospect his girlfriend returning home to have a threesome—maybe even a foursome—with him, but it was a good book.

Liam set his phone on Marie’s nightstand, plugging it in to charge, then waited. He immediately felt awkward. He was dressed in jeans and a long-sleeve T-shirt. Comfy, but still kind of nice. Should he be dressed better? Like he’d been when he first met the two girls at the frat party? Would they care? They had all seen each other naked, after all. Read more »