Master’s Delight [MF] [BDSM] [BD] [Oral] [Fsub] [Mdom]

Authority was a tricky, but necessary component of life. Without authority, there could be no order. Without order, there could be no peace. That was the mantra that Erin Grant heard from her father since she was a child. Being an officer in the United States Marine Corp and an advocate of capable authority figures, he’d taught her and her three younger brothers the value of respecting authority.

However, as she grew into a beautiful young woman with a promising career in online marketing, Erin learned that most people didn’t appreciate authority. If anything, they went out of their way to fight it.

“Seriously, Brandy, you need to stand your ground on this. If Jay won’t set a deadline, you need to give him an ultimatum.”

“You have a short memory, Marla. My sister tried that with her now ex-fiancé last year. Weren’t you with her when she threw her suitcase out on the front lawn?”

“This is different! Jay is your co-worker, not your squeeze. You got to make clear that his authority ends where your duties begin.”

“Says the woman who’s been bossing around her boss for the past two years, which I’m sure shows up on every paycheck.”

LUCKY WITH A HOUSE GUEST [Mf] [oral] [feet] [swallow]

I was at the grocery store when I ran into Suzie. She was beside herself. Her lease had expired and the room a colleague had promised her fell through last minute. It was AIRBNB for her. Until, in a spur of the moment snap decision, I offered her to stay with me.

“You’ll take the bed. I’ll take the couch,” I said.

“Oh, I couldn’t impose,” she said, not wanting to be a bother. But she wasn’t. She was friendly and sweet and I genuinely wanted to help. No ulterior motives, here.

That evening, we brought her stuff over and collapsed into my bed, exhausted from the move. And then, we fell asleep.

The second evening, I planned to move to the sofa, but she shrugged casually and said, “Oh, just sleep in your bed.”

“No, no, you’re my guest,” I said. “You can’t have the sofa.”

“I’m not going to have the sofa. I’m going to sleep here, too. It’s a king sized bed. And we’re adults. It’s fine.”

Casting About: Part 3 [MF][Oral][ENF][Reluc][Exh][Voy][Mast]

**Casting About: Part 3**

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**Darling gets the show on the road**

I know what you’re thinking—Sheryl ran me around like a greyhound after a robot rabbit. Not true. It was a mutual—symbiotic, even—*partnership*. Yes, I had to go through her little hazing, but that was nothing, really. Had I not jerked off in front of the camera, I probably would have done it five minutes later in my office. Her scene was hot! Really. There’s something about seeing a real actor go at it, like, knowing they’re *really* committing to a scene, and she did that while engaging in a sex act. It makes you realize how terrible most actual porn truly is.

Sheryl chose my next five candidates, all very pretty, if not beautiful—she had an eye for ‘real’ looking girls—and she went a few extra steps, writing up a new questionnaire for me to interview the actresses, get some insight into their personalities. Sheryl said they are far more thorough on the reality shows, many of which even have psychologists to fuck with their contestants’ heads, but we were a small business…so…

(Daddy and friends) (busty daughter) (incest) (fiction) (mmmf) (gangbang)

Let’s role play this scenario. I’m 21 and still living with my dad. Up till this point I’ve always dressed semi conservatively but something came over me recently and I’m horny all the time and my wardrobe shows it. A little about me. I’m 5’-7” 130 lbs with a size 2 waist and wear a 36 DD bra I love wearing low cut shirts and short shorts, dresses and skirts. I’m petite busty and wild. Since it’s always been just me and daddy we are very close but yet give each other space when we need it. Daddy is a good looking man just about 6’ tall and in great shape. He is always going to the gym and wearing form fitting clothing that leaves not much to the imagination as to what’s in his pants because it’s huge! There are times when our schedules are opposite and one of us is sleeping in the day and the other at night. Making it easy for us to bring someone home for sex without the other knowing.

One day when daddy was on nights and myself on days I wasn’t feeling well and decided to stay is bed all day. This is how it all began.

Confessions of a MILF Slut – Part 1 – Dinner with the Boss [FFMM][BDSM][MILF][anal][deepthroat]

I was fifteen minutes late for the company meeting. The morning had been a horrible one and it was a miracle that I had made it to the office at all. When I stepped into the conference room everyone else was already there. Up by the whiteboard was a guy I had not seen before. He turned around as I entered. He was about 35 and must have been at least 6’ and had light brown hair.

“Welcome”, he said as I stepped inside with a voice that implied that coming late to his meetings was not something that he appreciated.

I could feel my cheeks blossoming when the whole room turned to look at me. I quickly found a chair at the back next to Sofia from finance.

“To make sure that even the late-comers are up to date. I have taken over after George who has left the company for personal reasons. My name is Johan and I am 36 years old and have previously worked as a general manager for your main competitor, that I will not name by name, but you all know what they’re named. Both to their faces and their backs.”

Leanna, achievement unlocked [MFM] nsfw

Leanna and I kept in touch still Skype sexing from time to time and some REALLY dirty conversations.
We shared all kinds of fantasies, I have more to share, but that is for another story.

One day while at work she started texting me photos.

The car, the highway, her smile, her tongue sticking out, her cleavage, (come on nipple), yes! Then I saw an exit that I knew, a hotel I have been to, a room number.

Now I am intrigued. Her next message simply said, come. Now I have a lot of flexibility at work. The hotel was 5 minutes away. I told my boss I was going to skip lunch and leave early. Texted back, soon.

The next message was a pic of her naked with a man eating her ass. Then she sent don’t take too long.

The next 2 hours sucked big time. My mind was racing, then I remembered Leanna sharing a fantasy with me. She was no stranger to having more than one partner, but she always wanted to try 2 men at once.

[True Story] Blowing a random guy on Easter Sunday [Mf] [Oral]

Daddy wasn’t my typical Reddit hookup. He was a bear-type, lots of dark hair that was fun to run my fingers through, quite a bit taller than me, and just solidly built.

It was love at first sight. ?

I walked in his apartment, dropped my knapsack and kicked off my sandals. I turned around and Daddy walked forward, grabbing me and kissing me hard. He was just very dominant, controlling the kisses. Both of our hands started roaming; he squeezed my tits through my shirt, gently rolling my nipples. Then he said my favorite words.

“Get on your knees.”

I dropped down and looked up at Daddy. He smiled at me and placed a hand on my hair. That’s all the encouragement I needed. I unbuckled his belt and pulled his shorts loose, dropping them down around his ankles. Instead of pulling his black briefs down, I started kissing and nuzzling his cock through his pants. He made lots of sexy, happy noises as I did so, and that’s honestly one of my favorite things. I loved peeking up at Daddy and making eye contact. After a minute of running my lips up and down his shaft, separated only by that thin layer of fabric, I pulled them down so his cock was free.

IN SEARCH OF A SLOPPY BLOWJOB [mf] [blowjob] [facial] [mast]

After my breakup, I had a few things to cross off my to-do list. Redecorate my apartment, go on a vacation … and get a slopppy blowjob. My ex refused to give me sloppy blowjobs … well, she refused to give me blowjobs, period. When I would ask, I would get every excuse in the book: *Your dick is too big, my jaw gets tired, I don’t like to swallow,* etc.

And so, the quest for the perfect sloppy blowjob began. I joined Tinder and Bumble and adjusted my settings to “casual.” I went on dates, I hooked up, I got more blowjobs in the first few months after my breakup than I’d gotten during the entire duration of my years long relationship.

And while they were all lovely and amazing … they weren’t what I was looking for. I was looking for something *specific.* I wanted gagging, choking, runny eyes. I wanted an EAGER woman who WANTED those things. I wanted a woman who shoved her own head down on my cock and then giggled as saliva gushed from her.

My First Lesbian Experience [Lesb] [f/f] [Teen] [Schoolgirls] [Virgin] [Oral] [Best-Friends]

“Will you just let it go?” I chuckled nervously, setting my backpack down on the floor as I laid back on my bed.

“Come on, we’re supposed to be best friends.” Came the response. “You can tell me anything!”

It was a warm Friday afternoon. My parents had gone to visit some relatives and wouldn’t be back until the following morning, so I invited my BFF Samantha around for a sleepover to keep me company.

On the way back from school, we got onto the topic of boys and she was relentless in asking me who my crush was.

For too long, I wanted to tell her it was her.

But not only had I been too chicken to admit the truth about my feelings for her, I was also firmly in the closet.

But trust me, Sam was that girl in high school that everyone had a crush on.

And how could they not?

Sam was short and slim, like me. She was also like me in the fact that we both still had braces. She differed in basically every other way though.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 14 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​
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. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​ ​ ​

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Chapter 14

The months passed. Joan resisted her sons’ evil attacks only when it was too dangerous, but some dangers were too compelling to resist. The nightmare of that first time she hung in chains had never been repeated, but Robert and Tommy often used her cruelly. Many times, they simple fucked their mostly obedient mother, in whatever hole or holes they wanted at the time. They might even hug and kiss her. Such kindnesses never meant they would not stripe her ass with welts or smash her sensitive tissues with sharp clamps, the next time. Occasionally, when the car was available, they made her drive out to dark places where they would use and abuse her.

Joan wore a scarf around her head, to avoid being recognized, not that she knew anyone so low as to visit a nasty place like this. Robert and Tommy had told her the sex shop was known for it special goods. They made her escort them.