Fruits of Dominion, or An Unforgettable Family Dinner [Mf, Mdom]

Unlike my predecessors, I’d kept my hands off the young women in my territory. I had fooled around my my share of whores and strippers, but those girls had already fallen. I left the ones who were still pure alone–they just didn’t appeal to me.

That was until I met Lily.

She was working in her father’s bakery after returning from college for the summer. Fairly unremarkable when she left, she returned more mature and had a look in her eye that caught my attention when I went in to pick up a cake for my wife’s birthday. We chatted while I waited for her father to box up the cake and I noticed a concerned look on his face.

As I paid, I found an excuse to touch her hand and felt a surge in me that had been long dormant. I could tell she felt something as well by the way her eyes widened and she subconsciously wet her lips. I decided we needed another cake for the party and I told her father that Lily should deliver it to my house that evening.

[MF][Oral][Massage]

You walk into the bedroom and strip down to your bra and panties.

You climb into bed with me and slide in between my legs and say, “Can you give me a shoulder massage?”

I oblige and began to massage your shoulders. I grab my Nivea lotion and put some in my hands and began to rub it into your shoulders. I feel you start to relax a little.

As I feel you relax more and more, I sneakily slide your bra straps off your shoulders. I reach under your arms and start to massage your sides not knowing I have slide your bra down.

You lay back against me, reach behind yourself and grab my head and we begin to kiss. While we kiss, I reach around you and begin to caress your breasts.. placing the thumb and index finger of each hand and rub them around your areolas and nipples. You sigh in relief.

After playing with your breasts for a few minutes, I slide my right hand down to your panties and begin rubbing your clit through them. You arch your back in pleasure.

Our secret office rendezvous [MF] [Office] [Exhibitionist] [First Person]

It’s just any other Monday morning in the office. You, half-asleep and lacking caffeine, begin your morning ritual – you pour a cup of coffee, grab a donut, and head into the copy room to make copies for a morning meeting. You press “Start” on the copier and your mind drifts off as the low hum of the machine goes about its work. Softly, you hear the door close behind you. Startled, you spin around and we lock eyes. You’ve seen me watching you – once in the break room, a few times after returning from lunch. I approach you and hover, an inch from your face. Seconds pass. I kiss you. You seem to enjoy it, but suddenly push me away and slap me. I look you in the eyes. Your eyes have fire – pure excitement, not fear. I kiss you again, harder, as I draw your body to mine. I caress your breasts and fondle your hard nipples. I realize you’re not wearing a bra, and this drives me wild.

Truth or Dare [MFF] [exh]

This is my first erotic story. This is just part one of ? Not sure how many parts to this there will be (if any). It’s a little tame (have little time to write these days), but any future installments will be significantly less tame. Hopefully this is still entertaining though, enjoy!

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Jess flirted with girls at the bar before but this was different, she never actually picked anyone up to come home with us before. We have had discussions about the possibility of a threesome but usually that’s all it was, a discussion. We were both open to the idea but I didn’t think it would ever happen. If it did, I knew Jess would pick the girl (or guy) to bring home with us. I could pick someone up if I wanted to, but Jess had an allure to her that drew people to her. She was extremely beautiful, 5’6”, long auburn hair, and deep green eyes that I could never look away from. Her eyes were the type that seemed to stare through a person and into their soul but there was warmth and a comfort in them, which no matter what mood I was in, told me everything would be ok. She also has the most incredible body; a perfect hourglass shape, wide hips, double-d tits, and an ass that made most guys turn around as she walked by. Now I am no slouch, I’m about 6-foot, have dark black hair, a medium to athletic build, but in my opinion Jess is way out of my league.

[Str8] [fM] [inc] Dad, me and my lovely Papa.

I sit at the dinner table, silghtly quivering from the anxiety, the nervosity. I mustn’t let dad know about what I was truly doing tonight. He mustn’t know that I know the truth, that he is not my biological father.

If he were to know that I know, he would start asking questions, how I knew, if I had visited my real father, and sooner or later I would tell him everything. Dad always told me to trust him with everything, but I know that knowing the truth would break his sensitive heart, and I fear how he would react to it.

To him, my plans of the evening were as follows: I would eat dinner, give Dad and Mom a little farewell kiss, then I would walk over to my friend Audrey’s house for a little slumber party. All girls, of course, though the odd remark from my mother came off as if she expected me to be lesbian.

Asian Take-Out [Str8] [Mf] [oral]

I’m a creature of habit, until I’m not. Left to my own whims, I’ll stick to a well-worn path of choices with predictable results. When I’m pushed in another direction, I find I really enjoy it but for whatever reason I have difficulty in moving myself away from my norms.

Bridgette, known as Gigi, was based in my company’s Manila office. Gigi and I had worked together for a few years before we met in-person. We had a great rapport and even engaged in some playful flirting while we had calls, which wasn’t unusual with the single women from that office. I always enjoyed their schoolgirl giggles when they first heard my deep voice.

This took place during the tail-end of the years of being able to know someone without being able to find them easily through social media. So, I’d have pictures in my mind of these Filipino girls just out of college, but I didn’t know what they actually looked like.

As time went on, it was clear Gigi and I had more chemistry than usual. I was married and Gigi asked about that very early on, but I both enjoyed playing around with her in only that way a married man can when he knows it can absolutely go nowhere real.

Peeping Country Retreat part 9 Final (MMFffff) [Fdom] [bdsm] [lesbian] [oral] [fantasy]

Tom’s eyes blinked as his eyes focused. He felt cold and saw an intense light that forced shut his eyes again. Dirt and gravel and grass pressed into his legs as he sat kneeling outside somewhere. Trying to stand, he felt an immediate jerk against his wrists and throat. Finally as his eyes fully adjusted he could see a large fire burned before him, and he sat outside in the forest at night on a hill he did not recognize. He looked up and saw the moon full in the starry sky.

Soon he felt a sharp sting on his upper back as nails dug into his skin and tore at him. He cried out and turned to see Iris standing over him. She smiled, her eyes gazing with an almost primordial fierceness. Her grin widened, revealing sharp fangs where before she had teeth. He recoiled and looked the other way and saw Martin slouched on his knees, his hands bound and held behind him. A heavy iron shackle clamped shut around his neck.

“Martin, hey man! Wake up, man! Wake up!” Tom thrashed in his bonds but could only move slightly.

A boy and his toy [m] [anal] [mast]

It feels so good.

The cool, bulbous tip gently spreads my tight hole. A moan slides out, involuntary but deep and loud.

Riding this glass dildo is my favorite thing, the only orgasm to leave me quaking and twitching since the first time I had sex without a condom, unloading my full heavy balls in thick endless spurts into my girlfriend’s white-hot hairy pussy and watching it form streams of sexual magma that flowed down between her lips and my thick cock under her wide blonde landing strip.

So I suppose you could say I like anal, which is a recent discovery.

I bought the plug first and quickly got bored, so I replaced it with a dildo with a slightly narrower tip and 8” of gently curved length. Cool blue spirals, slightly raised, start below the much wider tip and run down the length of the shaft over the clear center.

I rode her for the first time and shook with joy but couldn’t cum.

The second time I rode her for 25 minutes before I ejaculated. The orgasm was insane, almost not tied to the act of shooting cum, deep within me and in my cock and in my balls and in my twitching bumhole.

Peeping Country Retreat part 8 (MMFffff) [oral] [anal] [straight] [group] [orgy] [lesbian]

“Having fun, man?” Tom asked Martin. Martin looked entranced. They moved as a group, all naked, through the house. Martin occasionally slapped Ruby’s oiled backside as he followed her, and Tom shoved a hand deep in Natasha’s firm round ass, finding it fantastically slick. They walked through room after room before entering another room with plush furniture and few decorations.

A large, elaborately patterned rug sat across most of the floor. The room was painted dark gray with few artworks on the walls. Numerous unlit candles sat here and there around the room. In the middle in front of the huge sofa sat what looked like a saddle with a pink dildo protruding from the center. An electrical cord traveled from it to the socket in the wall. Helena approached it and bent down to hit a switch, and the saddle started buzzing.

Helena took a long gulp of her red drink, then squatted over the saddle, pushing the vibrator inside herself. She moaned and cooed and started grinding into the saddle. Her body jiggled, still glistening covered in oil. Her enormous tits wobbled back and forth.

[F] – Mirror Monster – Part 2 [Fsub] [bd] [nc] [sci-fi] [Tentacles]

Thank god he found me. Somehow, he saved me. I was sure I looked like a complete slut on my hands and knees naked from the waist up, panting and sweating. But I didn’t care I simply covered myself with one hand, thanked him multiple times and ran to the change rooms. Once I grabbed my things I was in my car driving home and a few minutes later I was locking my front door, sitting on my couch and breathing heavy trying to understand what happened. It wasn’t a dream. There was no way. I could still feel my body tingling. My face was still red with embarrassment and arousal.

I took a deep breath. I was safe now. It was all just a fucked up mistake. I walked towards the bathroom deciding a shower was probably exactly what I needed to wash the slime off my body. I still felt sticky. The bathroom was large. A standing tile shower took up the entire end of it complete with multiple heads that sprayed water including a rainfall one at the ceiling. Over the vanity on the wall directly across from the shower was a large ten foot long mirror. I paused looking at myself in the mirror. I felt a chill down my spine looking at my reflection now. Almost as if to test it I reached out with my left hand and touched the glass. Thankfully it was cold and hard, just like a mirror should be.