Brenda from Accounting [MF] [Office][Public][Nerd Girl]

It’s super early, and I’m the first one in the office, as usual. I unlock the front door and turn on light switches as I go. Stopping by my office for my favorite Star Trek Mug (Voyager), I make my way back to the kitchen to start the coffee pot.

Several minutes pass as I wait for the machine to brew. I spend the time thumbing slowly through Reddit.

“Oh, hey.”

“Gaa!” My phone goes flying and lands face down on the linoleum.

“Oh, Jesus. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

My face is beet red as I stoop to pick up my phone. It’s Brent from Sales. Brent from sales has never spoken to me before. You see, I’m Brenda from accounting. In accounting, I’m probably a 6. Maybe a little overweight if I’m honest, but with a nice face and blonde. Honestly, blonde and my tits probably give me at least a point and a half.

But Brent….Brent’s like a sales 8. Which is an accounting 12. He’s tall and good looking. And funny and charming. And…and everything else. I’m secretly in love with Brent. Actually, most of the women in accounting are.

Creature of habit [FM]

Some people you just can’t seem to leave behind, even knowing it would be the smart choice. Jody fit that description like a glove, she was one of these chicks that are slightly attractive, slightly crazy and so screwed you’d be better off shutting them off for your own good.

She could get you in trouble just by being around her, she liked to get excessively drunk and then you couldn’t get away from her, super cuddly with a tendency to beg you to fuck her a couple beers into the night.

Not that I had ever been able to resist her, not from the very first night we met and ended up on her couch. Then I was still wary of her and she of me, but it took just a bottle of beer before she snuggled herself into my arm and once she realized I wasn’t exactly pushing her away she pulled me down with her, literally and figuratively. Until then I had never had much access to easy sex, the times I ended up in bed with a chick it was usually hard work and rarely enjoyable in retrospect but she was the first to ever want me as much as I wanted her.

A Girl and Her Dog [bst]

*(I posted this once before and some said they liked it, so here it is again.)*

Sometimes I’m like, “What, again? Already?” But when he starts to nose me and whine I just can’t help it. I get that horny churning in my tummy and my girl parts just start to swell and wet and throb. It’s kinda like Pavlov’s dog. He whimpers for his release and it rings my damn bell. I guess I’m like a dog for my dog.

I’ve got him trained, though. He knows what it means when he starts to hear the porn noises from the laptop, the squealing and groaning. Even if he wasn’t already nudging me, he’ll come quick and lay his head on my thigh or lay at my feet, watching, his eyes bright and his tail wagging.

Blueballed by his sister [MF][Inc]

Sometimes life was just unfair. Three days in a row Marc had been so tired that he had fallen asleep before he could lay hand on his dick, and the fourth day had been nothing but a trip to hell. He had known he had to take care of the problem at hand in the shower before work, lest he go crazy at work or die in traffic from a lack of focus.

But then his sister Jessie had burst into the bathroom, telling him it was okay for her to come in more than she was actually asking and putting an early stop to his endeavors. That was just like her, she put up the excuse of having to rush to work just so she got a chance to annoy him. Jessie loved doing stuff like that, just like she could show up in his room while he was watching a movie and force him to communicate when he just wanted a bit of peace and silence.

Wayward Daughter Returns (MF, inc, cons)

Wayward Daughter Returns

By SpectreOfHell

Brad was sitting at his desk when he heard his daughter come in the front door. He turned away from his computer to face the door, leaning back in his chair angrily. “Nina!” he called out. He heard her footsteps hesitate in the hallway. “Come here. I need to speak with you.”

She appeared in the doorway. For a moment, he forgot to be angry. It was always like this with her, had been this way since he could remember. She was spoiled, and it was his fault, because he couldn’t stay angry with her. Because he felt such a load of guilt associated with his unnatural desire for her. She was seventeen now, blossoming into an amazing woman, but he had first felt this twinge of lust when she was nine. When her tits first began to show. He’d denied it for a while, and then pushed it to the back of his thoughts when it became undeniable. Now…

Things were different now.

“Do you know what time it is?” he asked, his anger returning. “It’s after midnight, Nina. What time was your curfew?”

Electing the Prom Court [Group] [Dubcon] [High School Prom]

The harsh squeal of feedback blasts through the music.

“May I have everyone’s attention, please?” Principal Heller tucks his clipboard under his arm and gives the microphone several taps with his finger tips. The crowd of dancing adolescents groans but ceases their grinding, gyrations and slowly turns towards the stage.

“Thank you, thank you.” The principle pushes his horn-rimmed glasses back up the bridge of his nose and takes the clipboard from under his arm.

“It’s to get to everyone’s favorite part of the evening. Crowning our Prom Court!” At this, the crowd cheers. Being high-schoolers, this includes lots of whooping, whistles, and hell yeah’s.

“Ok, first. I want to remind everyone that this is your Prom Court. The winners tonight were all elected by a vote of the student body. I’d like to ask Brittany Courtland, head of the Prom Planning Committee, to please come to the stage.” Brittany walks out from behind the curtain to smattered applause and one “Go, Brittany”. She’s carrying a bag, presumably filled with Prom Court regalia.

Too Close for Comfort [MMF?] [Body swap][Cheesy porn script][Interracial]

Friday night, a six-pack of mountain dew and video games. Is there anything better?

Brandon drops onto the couch and picks up the controller. He taps a button. Nothing happens. He taps again, shakes the controller and tries it again. Nothing.

Ten very frustrating minutes later, the diagnosis is clear. Ding Dong, the PS4 is dead. He nearly throws the controller in frustration.

*Fuck*

Brandon falls back onto the couch, the entire night shot. He pulls out his phone and posts a status update with his frustration, including plenty of exclamation points and emojis.

He hits post and does a cursory scroll through his feed. Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit. He stops scrolling when a flashing ad catches his eye.

“ARE YOU HOME ALONE AND BORED?!?!?!” The words scroll over a video of an attractive blond girl making kissy faces at the camera.

Brandon takes the bait when the words “Click Now!” flash on the screen.

A page that he’s never heard of quickly loads. Some kind of VR porn from what he can gather. The tagline is: Be a part of the scene!

The First Hotel Meetings [FM]

As the elevator doors open my heart is pounding. I look down at my phone as I start walking down the hall and see the text I just received from you, “Room 327, door will be open ;)” My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest as thoughts run through my head with alarming speed. What will she think of me, will she be disappointed when she sees me… but my mind empties as I turn and face the door to your room. The door is slightly open so I take a deep breath and reach out to push the door open.

As I enter the hotel room I close the door behind me and I can hear the sound of running water. Looking to my right I see that the bathroom door is all the way open allowing me to see the source of the noise and my breath stops in my throat. Through the steam I can see directly through the glass door on the shower, I see you standing there eyes closed, lost in your own thoughts, not having noticed that I arrived at the room.

Closet exhibitionist [F] [exhibitionist] [watching]

Kirsty had been something of a late developer, only blossoming into full womanhood during the latter days of college. University was the time when she was able to explore who she really was. She lost her virginity in a largely forgettable freshers week fumble, and proceeded to get into the swing of uni life.

She moved into a student flat with 3 others – 2 lads studying Civil Engineering (nice enough but a bit dull), and another girl called Sam. Sam was like a walking hormone – always talking about sex, openly fantasising about people she met or saw on TV, and not shy to discuss her many conquests. Kirsty really liked Sam, but found her a bit intimidating – probably due to Kirsty’s lack of experience and more reserve when it came to anything sexual.

Like many exhibitionists, she first fell in love with watching. The thrill of unexpectedly seeing something illicit.

It was random chance – walking home late one night after a big fresher’s fancy dress club night, a noise drew her eye to a doorway slightly ahead of her. In the shadows, a man stood with one hand on the wall and head thrown back in ecstacy. Between his legs, a blonde girl was enthusiastically sucking his cock. Cheeks drawn in as she bobbed her head up and down the shaft, taking the whole length in and moaning appreciatively.

Mystery Stud [MF] [Blindfold] [Kink]

“Are you ready for this Marilyn?” asked Connie Chambers in her ever-coy tone.

“Ready, nervous, and excited as hell!” Marilyn Raven replied, trying hard not to sound like an overly-energetic little school girl.

“I’d ask if you’re sure, but you sound so giddy I’ll just skip the part where I act like your over-bearing friend.”

“I appreciate that. Now shut up and put the damn blindfold on me.”

Marilyn – or Mari, as her friends called her – didn’t usually bark orders like that. In fact, she was the kind of girl most described as friendly and soft-spoken, but a little more uptight than most women her age. Few would’ve guessed she had such a kinky side. Even fewer knew how much she loved to exercise it. Connie was among those select few and, on top of being her best friend since grade school, she had similar kinks. She even encouraged them.

“Okay, you horny slut,” Connie said, not yet matching her excitement. “I just hope you appreciate what we’ve had to go through to set this up.”

“Just shut up and blindfold me,” Mari retorted. “I’ll appreciate when I’m less horny.”