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A Job Interview [MFm] [Cuckold]

This story is a little long because it talks about events that happened over the course of 2 days. I promise it’s a good read.

A few summers ago I was applying to different to a job. . The interviews for the kind of job I am applying for involve an initial phone/webcam interview, then a committee interview with 4-7 of the decision makers. It sometimes happen that some of the decision makers will take out some of the candidates for dinner or an activity in order to see how they are like outside of the office. One of my the jobs I applied for was in LA. I was excited for the prospect of working in California and flew out there for my committee interview. The interview went well and I was sure that I was at least in the running for the job. Following the interview, I received an email from one of the committee members inviting me to a round of golf the next day. I, of course, said yes and told him that I was very excited. I was going to let him discover for himself how much I actually suck at golf. Read more »

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 6 [inc, M/ss, BDSM, mdom, spank, rough, torture, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, by DiscipleN

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

Chapter 6

“Are you going to cut her?” Tommy looked half eager and half worried.

“Maybe, if Mom doesn’t stop wriggling.” He aimed the knife at her crotch.

Joan looked down her naked torso. Robert’s weapon sent a chill down her spine. Was he serious? “Y-you wouldn’t!” The pain in her breast took a back seat to stainless steel terror.

“Who knows what we might do, Mom.” He slipped the blade under her panty’s stretch band and twisted. Its razor edge parted the band like it was paper. Robert wasn’t pussyfooting around. He thrust down her thigh, slicing open one side of the ruined garment. Her legs, each tied to a corner of the bed, made it hard to pull off Mother’s panties. Robert cut the whole panel free, with theatric flair.

“NO, Robert! You mustn’t! That’s my most private place.” Joan wailed. “Cover it up! I’m so ashamed. Pull my gown back. You can cut holes for my tits. You can suck on them, hurt them, even. Leave me some dignity!” Read more »

Female Professor’s Office Hours Extra Credit [Bi?] [F] [x?] [Fdom] [Oral]

*I wrote this story intentionally not giving away the gender of the “I.” Dr. Macy is very much a woman, think gorgeous mid-late 40’s. The “I” can be whomever you want. Enjoy.*

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*Knocks on the door.*

“Come in.”

“Hey, Eileen,” I call in our friendly fashion when not discussing school.

She’s at her desk, typing on her computer. Without even looking at me, she sternly responds, “Dr. Macy. I asked you to be here at 3:30. It’s nearly 4pm. Shut the door.”

Taken aback by her coldness, I stammer out, “Yeah, um, sorry, Dr. Macy. I was finishing up another final for Eastern European History. It was a bitch. Something about…”

Still focused on her email, she interrupts, “Save it.”

A silence grows in the room. A minute passes. Two minutes, as she types. Finally she hits “send” and turns to me, “What happened last Thursday? Your third essay was for shit. That combined with some dumb mistakes on the rest of the exam means that you barely made a D. Your final grade just dropped from an A to a C.”

“Shit…really?” Read more »

Titty Fight: Scarlet vs Jazelle

This wasn’t the first time I had ventured into an opponent’s neck of the woods for a fight. I had met challengers in all kinds of venues from musty underground fighting rings to the most elegant hotels. This, however, was the most interesting and unique of venues that I had been to, although quite fitting for a titty battle.

The Emerald Kitten. A strip club just off the strip in Las Vegas. The lights were low and my trophy boy and I sauntered through the club. The hardwood floors made a clicking sounds as I walked through in my stiletto heels. I was dressed for the venue. Tight silver skirt hugging my hips, smokey grey bra studded with jewels, and a silver satin robe hanging open as I walk through the strip club. My make-up was done perfectly with dark, dramatic black eyeliner, thick lashes and sparkling silver shadow. My lips were glossy in a nude pink and my hair was worn down and straightened. Read more »

The Hag’s Magic Part 2: Losing Control

*All charcters are 18+. This is part 2 of “The Hag’s Magic” and the conclution, Hope you enjoy it! Comments are encoraged.*

Amyla spent most of the last five minutes sensually licking the knights now Orc like cock. The scent of it filled her nostrils as she travelled to the rock hard base, up the equally erect and pulsing shaft to the strong smelling foreskin which peeled back to reveal the deep red head; wet with pre-cum and the Witches saliva. The Knight was feeling every inch of her soft wet tounge lap up his new tool masterfully, but he needed to escape from the chains which kept him imprisoned. In his mind he kept telling himself to not fall under her spell, her apperance being enough to make him want to put his tool to use. Read more »

[ST8] [MF] A true story about me and Natalie

Every word of this is true except the names.

When I was growing up – I’m 24 now – I was friends with a girl we’ll call… Sally. Sally and I were friends but there wasn’t more to it than that.

Sally’s sister was Natalie. Natalie was younger, and she had a bit of a crush on me. Sometimes Sally and I would go to the cinema or just stay in and Natalie would just be… around. She’d come and say hi when I came over or came out of the house when I’d pick Sally up. Natalie was going through that cute/awkward phase I guess we all go through, sometimes looking really cute, sometimes looking like she’d dived head first into H&M and hoped for the best.

Unfortunately, as the years passed Sally and I became more distant to the point we no longer really spoke. I was still friends with Sally’s other sister Marie through another friend of mine, and one night when we were all out, Marie had a good laugh at me remembering how much of a crush Natalie had on me.
Fast forward a couple of years and I woke up one morning to an intriguing request to follow me on Instagram. It was Natalie. Of course, I had a look at her profile and she’d gone from being awkward/cute to just full-on cute. Her hair was dyed red and gone was the slightly shy girl I knew – in her pictures, at least, she looked confident and full of life. Read more »

[MMF] [Rule34] Smurfette Is One Naughty Girl!

This Impregnation Porn Comics Story starts in a Far Far away land. It was a Smurfy day in Smurf village. It all started out normal. Brainy was reading new books he got from Papa Smurf. Then Baker Smurf was over a hot fire cooking his new idea corn that turns into a single fluffy bite and Clumsy Smurf leaving a trail of messes everywhere he visited. Smurfette, however, was getting ready for her big night. However, Tonight was the Night she actually transformed into a real Smurf. Not just something Gargamel made to trap the Smurfs. Her beauty was entrapping for any smurf. Thus tonight would change it all. Ensuring the Smurfs would have a long and happy future. This Impregnation Porn Comics Story would change the lives of the Smurfs forever.

### Preparing for the Big Night

Handy Smurf had been busy for weeks being the ceremony room. It was a One Room Hall with Lots of room for all the Smurf village to fit in. The whole village would be joyfully and Smurfastic tonight! This Hall had A place where Baker Smurf could fill a table full of his newest creations. Gallons of Smurfberry juice had been made just for tonight! It was going to be the Smurffiest Night in Smurf History! Papa Smurf had picked the perfect night making sure all the stars were aligned. It was truly the beginning of Smurf history! Read more »

[MM] Me and Sam.

The story is about me and my best friend in high school, we will call him Sam. The events of this story happened after we had both turned 18.

Sam was a tall athletic guy whose parents were originally from Eastern Europe, although he was born in the US. Sam and I were neighbors, which is probably what led us to be best friends in high school. Sam and I hung out a lot during high school, almost everyday. Sam’s mom was a tall, pale Eastern European woman with a skinny frame and breasts that seemed too big for her body. As you can probably tell, I had a huge crush on Sam’s mom (but that’s another story).

Because Sam’s mom was a stay-at-home mom and my parents were constantly at work all day, we mostly hung out in my house. We also had a huge pool so during the warm days of summer, Sam and I would always go swimming in the afternoon to cool down. Sam would then come to my house to shower and hang out in my room. Read more »

The Countdown [MF]

“It’s almost time, Violet,” said Evan Jose intently. “Are you ready?”

“Almost,” replied Violet, his equally excited wife. “How much longer do we have?”

“Fifteen minutes,” he told her. “Hurry up! I’m ready to end this year with a bang.”

“You and me both, my darling.”

Evan was already breathless, feeling an energy and excitement he didn’t usually feel so close to midnight. Both he and his wife weren’t big on late night activities. They hadn’t been since college. Getting older, getting married, and building successful careers made it challenging to enjoy the kinds of midnight antics that once defined their reckless youth.

However, for one special night, they made an exception. On New Years Eve, just before the clock struck midnight, he and Violet went out of their way to preserve a special tradition that began shortly after they started dating. It had a simple premise, but carried a great deal of meaning for their relationship and their love.

“I found it!” Violet said as she rushed into the living room, carrying a mid-sized box in her arms. “It was stuck between that oversized TV box I told you to throw away…twice, if I recall.” Read more »

The Hag’s Magic Part 1: Buildup

*All characters are 18+, this is entriely fiction. I’ve taken a break from my long term series for a new idea which I’ve had in my head for a while. Hope you enjoy this buildup chapter, part two will be the follow up ;) Comments are encouraged!*

The knight awoke from his deep slumber; head hurting, eyes aching. The moon’s light shone brightly through the small cracked window. He tried to see through the glass to see where he was only to see nothing but woods, lit dimly. He groaned loudly and tried to sit up on the large and strangely comfortable bed spread he was laid upon. *Clink clink* went the shackles which held his arms in place, spread on both sides of the bed. Confusion came across his face when he realised he could not move, the iron was locked in place tightly, he could not escape. He could smell a strong scent coming from the structure which housed him, looking over in the direction of the smell he noticed a dilapidated, rusted door, light slipping through the cracks of it. It was only a second later when it swooped open, making a loud creaking noise. In the frame was a human like figure hunched over and cloaked in a ripped, old black robe. Slowly the figure creeped inside, feet slapping on the cold stone flooring. It stopped infront of him, on the edge of the bed. Read more »