Guarding the whorehouse [FM][Sci-Fi][Police][Genderswap]

When Jason had joined the police he had thought it to be full of adventure, but then he had quickly realized there were two types of assignments: Plain boring and downright insulting. This night was definitely one of the latter, guarding an empty whorehouse raided by SWAT earlier in the day without even the slightest chance someone would try to break in.

At least he wasn’t alone. Someone really nice had decided to send the cutest the apartment had to offer to suffer alongside him. He certainly wasn’t the only one who couldn’t walk past Sabrina without staring, she was unfairly sexy in a way that was hard to explain and went beyond simple sex. Maybe adventure was the right word, she looked like someone he wanted to do stupid things with.

But not even her presence could help the fact that the ob at hand was the grossest waste of time he had been paid to commit in months He wasn’t even able to tell himself that if the city wanted to pay him to sit around they were free to do so, this was just not funny anymore.
“I am incredibly bored.” The way she said that let him know the was just as close to going mad as he was.

Sex with a Stranger while on a Relationship Break [fM] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [cheat]

Tim and Sasha had been dating for six years and their relationship was glorious. They had the kind of sex that made their friends jealous — couldn’t keep their hands off each other. But, as with all things, time wreaked havoc on the relationship and by year six, they were in a state of never ending drama.

A break up was inevitable, but they were attached at the hip and couldn’t end things.

While Sasha was in Texas for a work conference, she texted Tim and told him she’d hit her limit with his indecision and needed a break. He told her he understood. Of course, that wasn’t the answer she wanted to hear. She wanted to hear him say he was still fighting for the relationship.

“Fine, then,” she responded.

A few hours later, after she cried her eyes out, Sasha broke into the minibar and drank nearly every airplane bottle she could get her hands on. She headed down to the hotel bar and ordered a Diet Coke.

A man approached. Someone from the conference who worked in the LA office. He was smooth, well dressed, handsome, in shape. All the things Tim wasn’t. And, of course, he was a high level exec.

Investigating the S.L.A.V.E. school (Part 2) [F] [roleplay]

In town, after my first day of teaching, i was understandably curious about the town that could accept and get away with so much wrong-doing. People in groups will sometimes give into certain ideas and patterns in some weird circumstances.

The entire town was obviously built with the high-school in mind. Driving around, one could see that all major buildings were built around this highschool. I need to learn as much as i can. I might have some ideas about how to accomplish that though. A little bit of social engineering, but there is only time for questions now… and maybe a little ‘personal’ time.

Ever since moving here i’ve been unusually horny. Maybe its just being away from Jane. Maybe… no. Give me a break. *Maybe its something in the water,* i joke to myself.

The town is built around an all girl’s high-school. The only high-school. But that leaves the obvious question of where the boys are taught? Perhaps they aren’t forced or even expected to go to highschool. It seems like men have little to no personal responsibility here. I notice there aren’t any police around. Maybe it’s because they have a low crime rate. Maybe it’s because they don’t bother enforcing laws.

The “Progressive” Family [MF, f] [inc]

Lily, her older sister Amanda, her younger brother Johnny, and her parents were what you might call ‘progressive’ – in the fullest perversion of the term.

On politics alone, her parents believed in the legalization of all drugs, and were avid consumers of weed since high school. They openly smoked it around their kids, and sometimes with them.

Believing privacy a barrier to humanity, their small house was devoid of doors, not even to the bathroom, and not even a shower curtain. None of them really cared however, they were all religiously nudists – it was basically manners to them.

Lily’s parents weren’t sticklers on gender pronouns however; it seemed to be too much work. In fact, despite being progressive in these hippy ways, Mother and Father enjoyed some aspects of traditional gender roles, but with more equality for women. They felt it brought them closer to how natural people lived, and it made for great dirty talk during sex.

If Lily’s parents believed drugs should be legalized they wanted sex to be legally required for them, and they acted like it. It seemed like nothing could keep Father and Mother from each other. They were always ready to go, watching tv while nude and just doing it on the spot, as long as the kids weren’t around.

[M][Anal] The Tale Of The Mentally Ill Man Who Has A Fetish For Tablespoon

Have you ever felt the sudden uncontrollable urge to stick something deep and far into your asshole? If not, consider yourself incredibly lucky. Everyday is a long lasting struggle of fighting the intense urge to stick tablespoons deep into my anal cavity. I’ve tried everything from butt plugs to XL dragon dildos, nothing satisfies my obscene craving for the small cold metallic rectangular handle of an everyday tablespoon. The cold that runs throughout my asshole brings me such an amount of pleasure I feel like my dick explodes every time.

My “addiction” as my 13 therapists and 18 mental counselors call it, consists of sitting with my ass open aimed towards the sky, what follow is me sticking the coldest tablespoon I can find’s small handle deep into my rectum. I’ve never been able to push down the entire shaft of the tablespoon, most of my “sessions” nowadays just involve me getting it hardly a quarter of an inch in before my dick shoots out semen like a fire hose.

Fucked my girlfriend’s sister behind her back. (M / F / Straight)

This all started on Thursday morning. I had just arrived at my girlfriend Meghan’s house, I usually just walk right in as I know where their spare key is at. I walked into the house and the first thing I see is her sister Charlotte sitting at the kitchen table in a tight long shirt that spelled the word pink across it. Though her shirt was long, as she was sitting the shirt rested above her knees and i could see her cute black lace thong peaking at me from inbetween her legs. Then Meghan came down stairs.

“Hey baby” Meghan said to me before kissing me. Turned on and sorta getting a semi from seeing her sisters thong I started to make out with Meghan, grabbing her ass and slipping my hands closer to her pussy when..

“Meghan!” Her mom interupted “your gonna be late for class”. We immediately got up and headed out the door.

The following day that I came over it was almost the same thing as the previous day however this time Charlotte was wearing a blue lace thong instead of black, and I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra because her nipples were poking out really hard.

NSFW. 50 Shades of Celibacy. [MF] [Parody] [Voyeurism] [Nonconsensual] [Serial]

*Previous installments of this story can be viewed in my profile. This is a 50 shades of Grey parody.

*Previously: After Ana has an inappropriately sexual dream about the tech support guy who fixed her laptop a few days ago, and screams out his name in the night, Christian is furious with her; he’s seen it all on the webcam set up to surveil her while he’s away. He accepts her explanation that she doesn’t remember what she was dreaming about, but ignores her in retaliation.*

*In this chapter, Ana tries to find the right words to express her own unexplored desires in a story of her own, after she reviews a book manuscript which is everything she never wanted to read about sex from a male POV.*

**Warnings: NSFW. Crude language, ableist language, misogyny, manipulation, voyeurism, non-consensual sex and sexual coercion.**

##SIX

Late that night, alone, while Christian was working in his office, ignoring me yet again, I found myself bored with my own work, longing for something better than the drivel I was currently reading. I set the manuscript aside and glanced at the pile of other documents I’d brought home with me, sighing at the title of the topmost one: Song of the Seaman, it read. Please let that not be a terrible pun, I thought to myself. the genre was flagged as “romance,” which did not bode well for these hopes.

Her best friend’s boyfriend [FM][Cheating]

Alex had a problem, a fucking huge problem in the form of her best friend’s boyfriend’s cum all over her stomach and no idea how she had allowed that to happen. Not that she regretted the past half hour or whatever, but as amazing as she had felt as horrible did the decision seem in retrospect.

She could tell Nate was feeling the same way, could see the same conflicting emotions in his eyes.

“What did we do?”, he asked, resting his chin on his palm.

“We fucked up and fucked. Liz can never know about this, never ever.”

He nodded. “Absolutely not. I’m sorry, it felt great when we were doing it, really did, but…”

“…I know what you mean. Know what really feels bad?”

“Hm?”

“It hasn’t gone away, I still want to fuck you. Like again, right now even though I already feel horrible.”

He smiled and his eyes on her naked body made her feel more insecure than she had felt since her first boyfriend.

“Well, I can’t deny that I feel similar, but…”

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Cross-eyed and crossed sides 1 [FM][Noir][Serial]

Many women thought of sex as a commodity, a currency to pay in exchange for their husbands’ favors that they held the power of. But as all power that way of thought can corrupt and too many fell prey to thinking they were in control.

That was what Nelly’s success built upon, she could never fall into that trap because she had understood that no man was ever more than a temporary asset. It was a harsh truth to know she had robbed herself of the chance to ever truly love someone after years on the job, but then lots of sex was a great distraction from that.

Daniel’s wife had overplayed her hand by denying her husband access to her body for too long and she didn’t even know it yet. In any war losing access to vital information also means losing the war and even though neither Daniel nor his wife knew it yet she had caused a disruption in a carefully built and maintained network the police had been trying and failing to break through for years.