Double Trouble[MMF][DP][Anal]

Kelly sat, legged crossed, across from her two new friends. If you can call them friends. The two men had met her at a bar just hours earlier and invited her over for a drink.

Mark had talked to her for a while and she was clearly flirting with him, though he was about 20 years her senior. She had this aura to her, innocent seeming but with a kind of experience. He invited her back to his place after it became clear that she was a shy yet willing participant for an evening of fun.

Kelly was wearing a yellow knee length pencil skirt and a royal purple halter top. Her heels were sensible and her slim, short frame was accented by her short, blond hair. Her lips were nude and her eyes were naked except for subtle black mascara. She appeared sweet, innocent, but little did the men know, she knew exactly what she was doing there.

Her best Her [MF]

“Dr. Bloom will see you now, Ana.” The nurse is cute. A bit thin, but tall and athletic. Ana idly wonders if she is fucking the doctor, isn’t that the cliche? Ana is a cynic and a skeptic, and she knows she is being unfair to this woman she’d barely met, and to the doctor.

Dr. Bloom has a great reputation among Ana’s closest friends. Lisa came home from his office, and after those first two visits she hadn’t touched a cigarette again. She was a changed woman. Lisa was positively glowing under Bloom’s care, and all she could tell Ana was “it’s really life changing, what he does.” She said it almost dreamily, like she was remembering … something.

Lisa was a bit of a flake, and Ana wouldn’t have given Dr. Bloom a second thought until Deb went to him. Deb was part of the friend group, but she was tough to be around. She took pride in “telling it like it is,” but that was just code. She was a bitch. She’d yell at anyone, and have fun doing it. She yelled at a police officer over a month ago, poking him in the chest as she argued with him. She was sentenced to therapy in addition to a hefty fine. She chose therapy with Dr. Bloom. Deb was downright lovely the last two weeks, his treatment of her bad attitude and explosive temper was eerily effective. Just like with Lisa, whenever Ana asked how he did it, the answers were vague, and in Deb’s case accompanied by an uncharacteristic dopey smile.

Bless Me, Father [Str8] [Supernatural] [Oral]

NOTE: I identify as a female demon and this story was written for someone very, very special to me. He knows who he is.

Enjoy!

It is your turn to hear confessions and while you are committed to helping the Children of God by offering them a non-judgmental ear and doling out their penance, your mind is elsewhere today.

The first signs of spring are beginning to break through a hard, long winter – the sky is clear and blue, the sun warm and promising, the birds singing clear and cheerful. On a day like today, you want nothing more than to be outside, walking down the city sidewalks, soaking up the sun and enjoying the fresh spring air.

But instead, you are being relegated to the inside of a cramped, dark confessional, trying to lend a sympathetic ear to the sinners in the parish you’ve be ministering to for the past 6 months.

Some of the sins are paltry and silly, confessed by people who are so paranoid about their salvation that they feel the need to confess even the smallest misdeed. Other confessions are far more serious and concerning in nature and, on days like today, leave you wondering just what on earth humanity is coming to.

The Massage pt1 [WIP][MF][mast]

The Massage

“Just relax. It’s just a massage” you tell yourself as you lie on the table.
As you wait for him to return, you reflect on the series of events which led you to be on a massage table, completely naked save for a light sheet covering you.

It all started a week ago when your girlfriend gave you a coupon for a free massage…..

You were at one of your favorite haunts, having a few drinks, taking in some of the talent and generally just having a good time.

“Hey!, I got you something” she says as she slides a plain white envelope across the table
“What’s this?” you say.
“It’s just a little something for you. You work so hard and have been stressed out lately so I thought you could use a little ‘me time'”
“‘Me time’?”
“Yeah, just open it”

Inside the envelope you find a small certificate for a free massage. The envelope smells faintly of pinewood and rain, which you find odd yet strangely appealing.

Really Clean the Floor [FM] [Female Led Relationship, chaste male slave, chastity cage, supervised masturbation]

Summary: A man and a woman in a Female Led Relationship with an emphasis on male slavery. Woman decides he’s been a good slave and deserves a reward. But what is the cost? Will she make him a cuck?

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“When was the last time I unlocked that penis between your legs?” I asked my slave as I sat at the kitchen table casually diddling on my laptop, sipping on a glass of wine that he poured me.

We’d both just gotten home, and we were both still dressed from work. I was wearing a short black skirt, black blazer, a white blouse, and a nice pair of black heels. He was wearing his usual dress pants and a dress shirt.

“It’s been a while… At least three months,” he said.

I laughed and said with a cute, sarcastic tone, “No wonder you’ve been a little edgy. And you’ve been such an attentive slave…”

“And notice I made a point of not saying ‘your penis’. As long as that thing is locked in a cage, nicely secured in steel, held in place with the Prince Albert piercing… I hold the key, and it’s MY property. You just happen to carry it around.”

Back of the Bar [FM, MF]

We walk through the bar, to the banquet room at the back. The sign says “private event,” with no other description. They couldn’t, really. The regular bar patrons would stare or leave or complain. She looks at me, I nod, and she opens the door. There is a wall of curtains. They don’t want anyone casually looking in. We navigate around the curtains, and as we enter the big room, half the room turns to survey us, head to toe.We are the new meat.

Nine years in, but we both found our seven-year-itch. There are too many symptoms, some shallow, some deep. Emotional needs, evolving sexual desires, and even a bit of arrogance on both our parts, that maybe we each could have done better.

She had a lower sex drive years before, but turning forty had put her into overdrive. She lost weight, toned up her legs and ass and abs, and treated herself to “tasteful” implants. She chose a “full C,” quite a change from the barely there A-cups that I lamely call her A-pluses for almost a decade. She still has the mousy hair and eyeglasses, a librarian from the neck up, a porn-ready body from the neck down.

Vacation with the Bestie Plus One [MFF] [Oral]

Karen’s love for spontaneity never fully left as she aged. Her and I have been friends since the 1st grade and it was like she was my other half. We both grew up in a rather to-do family, so to speak, and we both enjoyed everything that life threw at us. We eventually graduated top of our class in 2004 and spent the last ten years working on our degrees, Psychology for myself and Law for her. College was simple enough for two budding misfits. Sure, we went to parties and even with a shared apartment we rented together we still had time for ourselves and for dick when the time became available. We were like every other college kid at that time. Alcohol and sex were common even if it was casual and tame to most standards. Luck or fate may have had a hand in our ability to miss out on getting into serious trouble, though there were times where both of us could have potentially ruined any opportunity we would have later in life. Once residency for myself hit and she was working on hitting the bar exam, things seemed to go quiet as we were both highly focused on our pursuit for a degree and landing our dream jobs.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 12 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​
by DiscipleN ​

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

Chapter 12

One day, weeks later than the boys had planned, their sawing and hammering in the cellar ended. A cold shiver shot through Joan, upon their sudden silence.

It was late. Peggy was probably pretending to study in her room, and her husband was entranced by the TV. Joan sat at the kitchen table reading the latest book club novel.

When the cellar door creaked open, Joan dropped her novel and shot up from her chair, aiming for the living room.

“Wait, Momma.” Robert called.

Years of being a proper mother, caused Joan to hesitate at her son’s voice.

“Come down here. We need you.”

“Certainly not!” She hissed. You’ve hurt me every time we’re alone!” She complained.

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Double and strapon for a guy

I got acquainted with the girl, talked and somehow at night through the SMS came the topic of sex and went off. They began to exchange photos and she took off the photo with her toy in pussy, then with two toys one in the pussy the other in the ass and I was so wound up and I decided to give her double penetration, but since I did not want to share it with someone, I decided to buy strapon. Then that day I came to visit her with candy and immediately began to kiss her. We scored on everything and immediately on the bed, there was only one robe on it and it turned out even more, I untied the belt and tied her hands with the back, she was shaking from all this happening. She got into a pose of cancer, I picked up a robe and saw her charms, a narrow hole in the ass, her pussy was already covered in juice, I greedily stuck to her pussy and sometimes licked a hole in her ass this turned on even more, drove the tongue over the clitoris and Dipping his finger in her juice began to penetrate her ass, the finger penetrated easily, I tried two a little harder, but they penetrated her. With my tongue I caressed her pussy, and I had her ass with my fingers, she moaned off the buzz and then she shook her so and she lay down on her stomach and huddled in her orgasm and then I remembered my double mission. I got my second friend out of the bag and put on the strap-on myself, now I’m two dicky! The strap-on was bigger than my size and I inserted it into her pussy, I began to penetrate her narrow ass with my own, there was such a thrill that I have two cocks, she moaned with pleasure and started screaming ebi me like a bitch, I accelerated the pace. I watched with such pleasure as the members entered and left it. We did not last long and we finished together, I finished right in her ass. We lay down to breathe, just kissed for about 5 minutes, she slipped over to my dick and took it in her mouth, it was the fly she caressed the bridle with her tongue and swallowed it to the end and then for me she inserted my finger and began to penetrate into me, but from such a blow job I didn’t even begin to resist, I didn’t have time to notice that there were already two of her fingers in my ass, but it started to get me even more. And then I began to end up in her mouth from such an event, I have not experienced such pleasure for a long time, there was such a strong orgasm. And then she told me I want to fuck you with a strap-on, I could not refuse her. I lay on my back, put a pillow under my ass and she began to knead my testicles, lick the barrel of my hero and caress the ass with a finger, put on a strapon, wetted it with saliva and gently began to enter it into me, he did not want to go so easily, but she reached for her mouth before my cock started swallowing it and a strap-on came into me, she slowly introduced it to the end, it was not an understandable feeling, but as she accelerated the pace and at that moment continued to suck on him greedily, I understood all the charms. I was in seventh heaven from such pleasure, my friend had me. She had such pleasure with me. And then I soon finished in her mouth. After that, we began to experiment often.

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