One night with Katherina – Part 17 [M+F][prostitution][banter][no.sex][massage]

*This story is the result of a long term roleplay exchange through* r/dirtypenpals

*It features Mathis (u/lmczpn) in first person ordering and enjoying a prostitute, Katherina (u/aurora_w), who is competent and experienced in the anal arts, but touches on some other kinks along the way*

***Katherina:***

“So..victim blaming.. is that where we’re at now..” she teases while pointing a finger to your breast.

“You should have seen the look on your face, when I took your dick back in my mouth. Like a child on Christmas eve!”

You turn her around, and as you gently knead her neck with your thumbs, she utters a soft moan of relief.

“Well I could do with a massage…” she evaluates out loud

“But..” and she turns around looking at you, “I don’t know about you, but I am really hungry right now…

***Mathis:***

I just smile in response to her teasing, it really feels like we are getting along well. I shrug my shoulders. “Who wouldn´t be happy to have your mouth wrapped around his cock?” I answer rhetorically as I continue kneading her muscles.

Do as I say [NC] [M] [f/m] [blkmail] [huml] [mast][Mdom] [oral] [reluc] [voy] [huml] [anal]

I waited for this moment, literally weeks worth of walking, timing, getting a routine and plotting the actions to pull this off. Having realized that the President of the HOA has a smoking hot daughter in her senior year of high school, the same
President who is also my boss at work, almost makes this too perfect. When my wife had taken the kids to her parents for a weekend pool party, I knew this was my chance. I waited on the other side of the parking lot, knowing that a midnight curfew
always meant a 10:30 hookup for his daughter and her boyfriend, around the corner from her home, I would have 45 minutes before they drove away…
Sure enough at 10:05 the camaro pulled into the parking lot, killed it’s lights and went down the service road to the dead end clearing. Waiting 10 minutes I followed,with my own lights off and everything setup for my plan.
Luckily my wife never asked why I purchased the ultrabright flashlight or the spotlight that plugged into the cigarette lighter… as I pulled up and left 20 feet between us I knew I was timing it perfectly. Even in the pitch black I could see the car was rocking and heavily fogged up. Clearly they were celebrating the big win at school where I’m sure he had done some game winning score or, maybe they were just horny. So I carefully set the spotlight on the left side of my cars roof started my camera and grabbed my flashlight. It was now or never….

Camp Bathhouse: Chapter One [OC] [Voyeur] [MF] [Masturbation] Ever fantasized about being peeked on in the shower?

# Chapter One: The First Shower

Howdy. My name is John, John Fears. And I am the founding father of the Camp Cauldron Bathhouse Motel. My family and I first came up to Camp Cauldron when I was about eighteen. Eighteen was a budding age of emotional and hormonal, well hormones for me. I don’t remember much about that first trip. I remember Ma packing too much food for my older brother’s girlfriend, whose name was Amalie.

Amalie, I knew her obviously as my brother’s girlfriend that he always brought along on family outings or over to the house but this was the first time I was going to be forced to be in constant contact with her. I couldn’t really complain besides being jealous of my brother, that he had a girlfriend and I didn’t. Amalie was nice and well, nice looking. She was white, but her skin had a soft golden brown tan to it since the beginning of the summer which I had to admit added to her looks. She had about shoulder-length long dirty blonde hair, freckles on her face and spring blue eyes. And when you looked at her face, something in the back of your head told you she was the dirtiest little slut that you could ever imagine in a young girl’s body as small as she was. But, to everyone in the family, including me, she was as sweet as could be.

OMG it’s huge! (m/f/dd)

Little Annie Watson had never before in her eighteen years done anything wicked. Never cheated on a test, never played hooky, never even kissed a boy. Nothing.

But then her stupid twin sister Emily had coaxed her into peeking through the little hole in the wall of the outhouse, where their father and brothers were changing back after swimming in the lake. Emily kept nagging her and nagging her, and in the end Annie had snuck a peak, just to make her sister stop. Annie didn’t want to see naked boys, least of all her brothers. She wasn’t interested in such things. Really, she was a good girl.

That was why it was so unfair that her father would be facing just the right way. Or the wrong way, as it happened. Annie barely had time to squint her eye and come to terms with what she was seeing, before she found herself looking straight into her father’s eyes.

“Annabelle Watson, you stay right there!” Her father’s tone had been stern and demanding.

“How could he possibly know it was me?!” Annie kept asking herself as she waited for her father to come out of the shed. Her sister had vanished in an instant, the hussy, and her brothers had giggled their way to the main building, smirking at Annie.

Tuesday morning at the office [mF] [Fdom] [oral]

(part 2)

This is a continuation of the Friday night story.
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You had a long weekend. Time seemed to slow to a crawl and all you could think about was coming back to the office on Tuesday morning. Friday afternoon’s scene kept playing in your head, driving you wild. You had a permanent hard-on all weekend which scored you extra points with your wife, but what you were really thinking about was your boss’s sweet pussy, what it felt like to kneel on the floor in front of her wide open legs. 

Distracted, you park the car and make your way into the elevator in your building. Your cock is already straining against your pants and your heart is beating faster, as the elevator climbs up towards the 7th floor and you wonder what’s in store this morning. Should you say hi first? Should you stop by her office at all, or go straight to yours? You stop in the kitchen to put your lunch in the fridge and sigh with relief when you’re the only one there. You round the corner and are relieved, if somewhat disappointed to see her door is closed. That’s nothing new, though, she’s usually in her first meeting by the time you get in. 

Persian Night [Str8] [Mff]

Three years after his divorce, Thomas (56) decided that it was high time to finally have sex again. He was often fantasizing about having sex with a hot, young Middle Eastern woman because he had heard that they were phenomenal in bed. So, Thomas logged in to a local sex website which people could use to arrange sex dates. He went to the ad section and wrote: “I (56/m) am looking for a Middle Eastern woman, inbetween 20 to 30 years old, to have an incredible night with”. Some days later he found a message in his inbox that read: “Hi, my name’s Marjan, I’m 27 and I just moved here from Iran. I’ve always wanted to have sex with an experienced guy. Just one question – would you be okay with a threesome? My older sister Maryam would also like to join us”. When Thomas read the message he immediately had a hard on. This was even better, he could fuck two Persian women in one night! He wrote Marjan that this wasn’t a problem and they agreed to meet at a local hotel the following evening.

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Stranger Danger *CW CNC / Rape*

It was past midnight when she finally got home. The apartment was dark, only the streetlights yellow glow lighting her path from the front door to the kitchen, where she tossed her bag onto the tiny marble island. It had been a day. All she wanted was a glass of wine, a hot bath, and a murder podcast. She hummed to herself, uncorking a bottle of shiraz, not even bothering to turn on the lights. She knew her way around this place like the back of her hand. The familiarity made her not even question the additional creaks of the floorboards behind her. It wasn’t until a muscular arm locked around her waist that she even realized someone else was there.

“Don’t make a sound.” The voice was deep, his stubbled chin raking over her neck as his teeth punctuated the sentence with a viscous bite to her earlobe.

She froze, bottle opener falling to the counter with a clatter.

“Move.” He walked behind her, shoving her into the living room.

Her hips hit the back of the couch. “Please don’t hurt me.”

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One night with Katherina – Part 16 [M+F][prostitution][banter][no.sex]

*This story is the result of a long term roleplay exchange through* r/dirtypenpals

*It features Mathis (u/lmczpn) in first person ordering and enjoying a prostitute, Katherina (u/aurora_w), who is competent and experienced in the anal arts, but touches on some other kinks along the way.*

***Mathis:***

I don´t have a problem waiting for her to collect herself. If anything it is deeply flattering to me that she even needs to.

Still sensitive from my orgasm I can only groan as she gives me a long lick culminating at the tip. It twitches, gut more to get away from her than from any remaining horniness. Even though I just love watching her clean me up like this. The memory of her closing her mouth around my shaft and sucking all of our combined juices off of it and then swallowing it down will forever remain etched in my memory.

With a pleased grin I watch her present me all she has gathered and then finally gulping it down.

With a mischievous smile I look down at her.

Confessions of a hyper-sexed corporate executive (1.4) [M/F]

**(Same as before, be kind and give me constructive feedback and criticism)**

“Glurgh.. Glurgh…Glurgh…” The choking sound filled the four corners of my room. My knees were sore and so was my jaw, but Mr Meacham was relentless. Its been nearly three hours since he had his way with me. Three hours of intense humiliation and pleasure. As my milky body was covered in male batter, my eyeliner was making patterns over my face, as it shook back and forth, spittle and sperm mixing and creating a rather primal aroma. I was lost in ecstasy as my rather used and puffy vagina dripped cum from my folds. My bum was covered in red hand-prints as he had spanked me like a disobedient child during my initial struggle. I quickly learnt to embrace the dark void inside and let him claim me. He was a rather virile man, being in his sixties, though feeling his belly overflow onto my fleshy tummy was a new experience. And slightly amusing, though I never dared show it. He allowed me to go to the toilet twice to relieve myself, but he insisted I pleasure him while I did so. It was dirty yet oddly arousing. One thing I did appreciate though, was the foreplay. He took his time with me, ever since dragging me to room, pushing me onto my bed as I lost my balance and fell flat.

Cheating with the Coach [FM]

Being in a dead bedroom was never a fun thing. After 15 years of marriage that is where we were. The thrill was gone, sex had went from constantly explosive and exciting to non existent. While I tried to keep it together as much as possible I have needs and toys can’t replace the real thing.

While I am a 36 year old mother of two, I managed to stay fit. I would even notice men stealing glances here and there while I was out and I loved it! It made me wet catching them looking. I began imagining what it would be like to fuck one of them. The thought of being bent over and fucked the way I had been longing for drove me wild. I would edge myself on the way home and fucked myself with a dildo while fantasizing about it.

My children’s soccer coach, Henry, quickly became the man I thought about the most. He was young, built, and full of energy. He had always been a bit flirtatious with me and I noticed him looking on several occasions. The thought of fucking him soon consumed my fantasies and I was aching for the real thing.

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