You don’t have a Carla in your life? Sucks to be you [Str8] [Mdom] [oral] [voy]

Her lips were against my balls now. I held the back of her head and thrust a few more times, before pulling out. She gasped for breath and her spit dripped from the tip of my cock.

We were just behind the front door of her house. We had barely got inside before I’d pushed her to her knees.

I looked down to see her eyes had watered and spread her mascara.

“Do you understand what I like, Carla?”

She nodded and smiled. At that exact moment I realised I would spend the rest of my life with her.

Mick would be pissed.

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I had fallen in love with her way before that. This story starts when Mick – my best friend Mick who I’d known for 20 years – introduced me to his new girlfriend. This was Carla. We’d arranged to meet in a pub specially so I could meet her. So I could approve of her, I guess. Mick liked to get my approval on everything.

I did approve of her. Oh fuck, did I approve of her.

Sex in the Sunroom – Penny and I #4 (MF, semi public)

Penny didn’t have a lot of sexual fantasies, but one that she did have was to have sex in our sunroom. From what I could tell, it was really the tip of a larger fantasy – she wanted to have sex outside. She told me that the sunroom would be good, because it was still sorta outside and not liable to get us caught or seen. This was clearly something that we would have to explore further and push boundaries a bit, but for now, I was going to get ready for tonight. A sunroom is obviously, all windows, and while it jutted out into our backyard, and the backyard was fairly well enclosed, it wasn’t perfect. Off the back, the widest section, we were good, trees and bushes did the job well. It was the sides that was the issue. Fortunately, for one side, I merely pulled the swing that we had to that side of the deck and line of sight was blocked fairly nicely. The other side was a bit more tricky. While there was absolutely minimal sight lines, I didn’t exactly want to add in any awkwardness between us and our neighbours on the off-chance that they looked over in the exact place that they would have to. Now I could just stack a bunch of stuff on top of each other, but that would be a mite suspicious. So looking around the backyard, I decided to pull the bbq up to the door, it was pretty tall, and it just looked like we had been bbq’ing while it had been raining. It wasn’t perfect, but I’m sure it would do. That being done, I brought the air mattress into the sunroom, pumped it up and covered it with a sheet. Now to wait for the sun to go down.

Cookies (M/f)

My older brother had a multitude of peculiarities, but there was one I used to annoy him endlessly. My brother Will had a habit of eating a specific brand of store bought chocolate chip cookies. He ate two cookies with milk religiously before bed each night. He even bought the cookies with his own money. That didn’t stop me from taking cookies out of the package. Sometimes I ate them, sometimes I just threw them away.

He’d be bewildered why he ran out of cookies so quickly. He interrogated the family. Our parents either thought he was nuts or thought it was funny because they never ratted me out or yelled at me. Will started counting the cookies each night. Now my parents really did think he’d gone off the deep end. They’d say that maybe they are some cookies but they couldn’t remember or something similar. Will suspected me but could never prove it and it would agitate him to no end.

Force in Balance, Part 2 [sci-fi, Mf, oral, light reluc, light Mdom] (Star Wars)

*This is Part 2 of my story, which was inspired by a post over on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts a while back now. I’ll link Part 1 in the comments since I don’t think I’m allowed to in the description? Anyway, as before, this is obviously not meant to be 100% true to SW canon but I’d love to hear any other feedback! Parts 3 and 4 will be coming ASAP as well. Enjoy!*

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Lai Phen shifted in her seat. Droids had brought drinks and light refreshments for her and Darth Votrus, and now they sat across from each other at a small table on the terrace, eating and drinking silently. The Sith master regarded Lai Phen intensely. Though his expression was neutral, he seemed to be evaluating her the entire time they ate, judging her by whatever unknown criteria. At long last, Votrus spoke.

“Tell me, padawan,” he said, setting down his glass only for a droid to scuttle over and refill it. “How old were you when you came to the Jedi?”

I’ll Stop the World and Fuck with You (Chapter: 1) [FM] [timestop][ENF][huml]

# Chapter 1: Not a Typical Morning

I woke up to the sound of my alarm… again… Having already snoozed it twice this morning. Wait any longer and I’ll have people yelling at me to get up, so I’d best get on with things.

I get out of bed and start to pull out some clothes for the day. My room is rather small; a bed, a dresser, a desk and chair, a small closet, and hardly enough floor space for much of anything else. With 3 sisters, I naturally wound up with the smallest bedroom being the only boy. My older sister, Anne, got her choice of rooms being the oldest, and my two younger sisters, Chris and Amy, got the next largest because they shared it, that is until my older sister graduated and gave her room to Amy, opting to move into the basement for the times she comes back home.

Lunch in the Mall [MFF] [FF] [Oral]

The noise levels in the mall were not too bad for a lunch crowd. I was heading back to my home office after dropping some network sketches and solutions into my employer’s office when I decided to stop at the mall. There is this European cafe, run by a genuine European family that makes the most delicious coffees. I was sitting outside, al mallsco I expect it was, reading a new novel I had just bought, on my smart phone.

The coffee was steaming in front of me, the crowd, not loud but moving, people enjoying a meal or just talking surrounding me in a pleasant moment of self indulgence. I felt something odd. You know, that little sensation that says someone is taking an interest in you. You look up and someone is looking at you. It was that. I looked around and on my left there was a mother with two small children at one table, an older couple, not talking, at another, a few people scattered around and when I scanned right, there was a couple of kids, girls who looked like they should be in school, looking at me. Well they were looking in my direction, but when I looked at them, they both engaged my eyes, and looked away. I lingered for a few seconds when they both looked at me again, I do mean, at me.

[F4M] A special type of depravity

You (Eric: the male) – You’re a charming business executive who buys thousand-dollar suits. You’re a great salesman. You’re a great salesman because you know to persuade people and and you’re always one step ahead of their concerns. You’re popular among your coworkers. You attend office parties and work related non mandatory social events such as going to clients galas and charity events. Point in blank, you’ve got your shit together. Yet you have a whole different side of you when you’re not at work. You’re a sadist. You’re mainly an emotional sadist – you prey on a females self worth. You’re very skilled at getting what you what. I would like this character to be physically fit and under 35 years old. When it comes to race, I’d prefer this character to be either white, mixed or lightskin black, or any type of Hispanic origins. You do not have to be a male to play the role as a male, I just would expect you to have a good idea of how a males mind works and a creative imagination.

Dickhiker 2 [FF][Futa][Blowjob][Swallowing][Teasing]

I caught my breath and turned towards Angela.

“Really? Oh, I mean…maybe we should get off the road.” I stuttered. My hands were shaking, the thrill still burning in my veins. Angela ran her finger nails teasingly down my arm and caressed my hand, calming me.

“Mm, don’t worry sweetie.” She bit her lip seductively and rubbed my thigh. “Why don’t we get into town and find a nice quiet place to get more comfortable.” She pressed her supple lips against against my cheek and I shivered. Those lips were addictive and all I wanted with to feel them around my throbbing cock again.

A couple of cars passed by and I got a bit nervous. This was the last thing that I wanted to be caught doing and all I could think about was getting to a private place with this gorgeous creature. We straightened ourselves up and got back on the road.

Domination of Fate [F, fantasy, bd, NC] Part 1

*This is my first time writing a story like this, CC is welcome. Inspired by a writing prompt. I will be continuing this story once I have more time to do so.*

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Curled in a chair as old as the house it sat in was a young woman. She sat, reading a large book, with one leg tucked underneath her and the other leg flung over the arm, foot drawing lazy circles in the air. The womans long, ebony tresses provided a small blanket about her bare shoulders.

The shadows watched her.

She sat comfortably in the small cone of light cast from a lamp that hung above her head. The light barely cut into the room, but it was more than sufficient for her to read the book. Unnoticed by herself, the women’s foot would draw its circles in a clockwise direction if what she was reading was easy to decipher, and counter clockwise if it was not. Tonight, her foot had spent much more time counterclockwise than the alternative. She would never be able to tell you this.

The shadows noticed.

The Limo Ride [MF] [Prost]

“Over here, Mr. Riverston!”

Joe Riley Riverston, a guy most people couldn’t pick out of a crowd if their life depended on it, heard that voice and was taken aback. He’d just arrived on an early-morning flight to Las Vegas, working on potent combination of minimum sleep and excess adrenaline. He’d planned to pick up his bags and call a cab to the convention center. Then, a tall limousine driver in a neatly-pressed suit called his name out.

“Uh…are you talking to me?” Joe asked, not sure of how many Riverstons there were in Las Vegas.

“Joseph Riley Riverston,” the man said in an overly formal tone, “current department head of product development at Silver Heights Software Corporation’s central campus in Denver, Colorado. Also recently promoted to VP of product launch and marking, if I recall.”

“Okay, that level of detail is only somewhat disturbing,” he said sheepishly.

“May I take your response as confirmation that you are, indeed, the Joseph Riley Riverston I just described?” he asked.

“Yeah, that’s me. I just don’t remember requesting a limo or telling anyone about my recent promotion.”