“MRS. LEFEBVRE & I” [mF, Hypno, Teacher] (Revised; 3,700+ Words)

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**ONE:** *Bad Influences*

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The year was 1995; late Spring, almost early Summer.

The way I remember it — with rose-tinted glasses firmly affixed atop my nose — that was the first truly gorgeous day of the Summer season. *And I was missing out on all of it…* I should have been outside with my friends, either skateboarding downtown, or swapping boot-legged cassettes, or maybe just smoking a little grass; but instead, I was stuck inside, suffering through the longest detention sentence of my life. *(Two and a half hours, to be exact.)*

Now, I know what you’re thinking: *What was my crime?* The one that landed me with two and a half hours of miserable detention time. Don’t forget, this was in the hay-day of Bart Simpson; plenty of rebellious teenagers my age got suspensions because they tried the ol’ cherry bomb in a toilet gag. Well, let me tell you…

Kayli getting what she deserves [TF, Tdom, Fsub, bdsm, bdsm, exh]

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, slut.”

Without hesitation, I did as ordered. My mistress, Blakley, just stared at me for a moment while straddling my leg; I could only guess she was taking in her control over my actions.

I lay there for her, naked and bound with my breasts in a rope harness and my hands tied behind my back. My legs were left free, but she told me to keep them open for her pleasure. As the seconds passed, my eyes couldn’t help but wander down to her cock. She’d hardly even touched me and already I was aching to have her hard member inside of me.

Mistress finally pulled out a ball gag and pushed it into my mouth. “All in good time, my cock hungry slut.”

She lowered herself over me and began to caress my breast. I moaned softly at the touch, growing louder as she began sucking on the opposing nipple. Mistress teased me for a few moments before sliding her hand down my stomach and brushed my clit. My body jerked and my hips thrust up as her fingers began to caress my sex.

A Taste of Wine (OC) [mF, Fdom, oral, fantasy, inc]

EDITS: Grammar/syntax

Glossary

* Artzruni – Landed family of winemakers
* Rao-Galli – Fortified city to the north
* Qazo [kah-cho] – Literally “brave little one”, Myra’s nickname for Kallisto
* Xyur [hee-oor] – Respectful address to an older sister
* Jan [jahn] – Literally “(my) soul” but roughly translates to “dear”
* Dzo – “Hey”
* Shirini [shir-ree-nee] – sweet, sugary, voluptious
* “Pomegranate Girl” – the romantic type
* Shift – under-dress garment
* Ath – creator god, sun god, represented by a gold dragon
* Zanebelli – goddess of natural beauty, alpine meadows, river valleys, and mountains

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I decided to go directly to the Artzruni estate. I hadn’t seen Myranush for weeks, and I was aching to see her. It’s funny how the more time you spend with someone the more it hurts to be away, even for what should have felt like a short while. I was told by the servants at the manor that she was out and about in the vineyard. Leaving my horse, I began to walk out towards the farmhouse where I suspected she might be.

“THE TASTE OF HER SUBMISSION” [MF, BDSM] (Revised; Short Story)

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**ACT I**

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The Woman glanced upward, now seeing the Man’s face distorted through the bottom of his glass tumbler. When viewed from this strange perspective, his normally handsome features appeared momentarily monstrous; his charming smile was rendered suddenly sardonic, twisted and unsymmetrical.

The Man drank the last of the remaining whiskey in his glass, then lowered the tumbler toward the Woman curled up in his lap. While swirling the half-melted ice-cubes around in contemplative circles, he announced: *”You taste good”*, speaking in a guttural whisper which was more felt than heard.

The Woman opened her mouth to respond, but found no words worth speaking. Instead, she lowered her head back down onto the man’s lap, letting her lips naturally wrap back around the head of his swollen cock.

She laid there that way for some time, feeling profoundly exhausted, with her bare legs spread out along the couch, and with her cheek resting on the thigh of the Man’s soft dress pants. The Woman’s tongue never stopped lazily running circles around the ridges of the Man’s cock, feeling it swell and retreat in size. The Man stroked her hair with his free hand, occasionally letting it wander down to the tight valley between her ass cheeks, where his probing fingers sometimes found themselves temporarily stuck.

The grass is always greener?[fantasy][sci-fi]

*”Aaargh, fuck it….HURTS”* she cried out in bed as she gripped the sheets so tight her knuckles turned white.

*”I advised you not to think about it. It will subside once the swelling goes down and the stitches heal completely”*

Carly tried to focus her breathing and think about anything other than what she had currently been preoccupied by. However it was almost impossible not to give in, almost anything would set it off. It didnt help that the nurse turmed down the AC in the room, she said it would help Carly to sleep, normally she’d be right, but it also made the RN’s nipples quite erect and that didnt help Carly focus.

Tears started to trace their way down her face as she bite her bottom lip and whimpered. Shaking in her hospital bed with pain. There had to be something that would end this.

*”Can I get some more morphine? Please…”* she begged

The nurse cocked her head to one side, with a look of impatience.

*”you’ve already had a dose and I’m not authorized to prescribe more… however, its been 12 hours since youre procedure, so… well… there is a more natural solution”*

[mF] [mFM] Journey into the dark , My life

I am by no means a pro writer. I am a man who has lived some… experiences. Telling these stories to others through the years several have told me I should write them all in a book. Well i took them up on it started a website with a few on it (still adding to it). Some of them are my true experiences and some are fabricated using several bits and pieces from other life experiences. I would like to know others thoughts on them as well as my style of writing. LINK IN COMMENTS

[MF] Bending The Knee for Emilia Clarke [Celeb][Oral][Romance][Str8]

Game Of Thrones. It’s been an honor working on one of the best shows in the history of television. Dragons reigning down hell fire on swarms of armies. Sword fights between men and the undead. Incredible story. Gorgeous women bearing it all almost every episode. The list goes on and on of fantastic things and sometimes with friends I find myself dragging for minutes on what I got to film for the day. The one special reason for me why I love this job so much more though was for my girlfriend and hopeful future wife. Daenerys Targaryen herself, Emilia Clarke.

“You’ve been together for what, four years now? Don’t worry, she’ll say yes. You’ve got this.” The director reassures me while I’m sweating bullets behind the camera fiddling with the ring in my pocket. We finished filming the current season yesterday but me and the director convinced her that we needed to reshoot something real quick.

I look down the hallway and smile as I see her approaching. I give the director the thumbs up out of her sight to shout “Queen approaching!” like everything is normal. “Hi honey.” Giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead to not screw with her makeup I take her hand and we walk into the throne room.

Crazy, Pt.4: Further developments and growing ambitions [fF] [lactation]

For those who asked for more, I’m sorry it took so long! I’ve been busy, blah blah blah, just enjoy. If you haven’t read the openings of the story you will be missing critical details. If you have read, you may want to skim over part 3 to refresh. The links are on my user profile.

And now, part 4.
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It felt like forever since the family had fallen asleep, sexual fluids oozing over their bodies and sensitive skin going numb. Jenna woke far before Lyra and Mother would, leaving the two to sleep despite how much she wished for more.

 

Jenna went on to stare herself in the mirror for quite a while. Her young naked body was developing faster than she could keep track of. Her breasts now seemed about as big as Lyra’s, and still, they felt heavier every week. Lyra of course had breasts that even busty girl’s jaws would drop at, and mother was even bigger than that. Even being just 16, Jenna thought that she might surpass her mother within a year at this rate. Deep inside, she hoped they would develop even faster, and become the milkiest breasts in the world. Jenna took some measurements of her bust to compare later on in the week.

Powerful [mf] [anal] [light fdom]

It’s never been important to you, but you’ve thought that it might be fun to be the one that does the fucking. On a whim, you decided to buy a strap on dildo from Amazon. It was on sale and we both wanted to try something new, so you figured “what the hell?”.

When it came in a couple days later, you were more than happy with it. The harness was comfortable for you and the dildo looked pretty realistic. It wasn’t the biggest model, but whoever you were fucking was definitely gonna feel it. I was busy running errands around town when I got a notification of a new attachment from you. I opened it to find a picture of you standing naked in the mirror, with the strap on covering your pussy and standing at attention.

I got a couple more pics of you pretending to jerk off the dildo. You were definitely having fun playing with your pretend penis. Later that night, it was finally time for us to head to bed. We both had several shots in us and were feeling a little tipsy. We were laying in bed when you asked what I thought about your new toy. I said “I think we should try it” and you agreed.

Higher education (FF, Fdom, reluc)

You glance at your watch as you head toward the office of the new asst. dean at State University. You’re trying to figure out why you would be called to the dean’s office at 9:00 at night, but have no clue. All you know is that when you told a girl in class about your scheduled meeting, she just smiled in a strange way and said she’d been called in a week ago, but then she refused to say more and just squirmed in her seat. You run up the steps, and enter the deserted building at 9:05, worried because you’re late.

Entering the new asst. dean’s outer office, you’re surprised it’s empty, but then the office door opens and you smile as you see me walk out. You had no idea the new asst. dean was me. We haven’t seen each other in years, but you knew me a long time ago and you always felt there were sparks between us, even though you never found out if I was bi or not. You can’t help but run your eyes up and down my body, seeing my sharply tailored suit, but mildly surprised by the mini-skirt. I can’t help but smile as I see you checking me out, as the whole time I am taking in your tight young body.