[FM] Masseuse in Training – Pt 1[bdsm] [drugs][cheating] [oral] [teasing] [ass eating] [massage]

I met her through reddit, she was posting in a local sub talking about her massage training and the
requirement to do so many unpaid hours practicing her new trade with lucky clients.

It was clear that she would eventually have a fulfilling career working the therapeutic and sensual
magic of her sensitive fingers, but for now she had to go about giving out free massages to
strangers from the internet (and presumably seeing and touching all of their nakedness within minutes of meeting.)

As soon as I saw the ad, and saw that she was a short drive from my neighborhood, I started to do a
little stalking. I found some very similar CL ads, and connected some dots and picked up on a
different reddit account with some risque pic and posts. Realized she had a very sensual erotic and
even submissive side to some of her other posts and comments, nothing over the top, but a smoldering
sexuality lurking in there with a particular interest, perhaps, in being a submissive worshipful
cumslut with a penchant for seducing married men and ‘serving’ them with a level of intensity,
skill, enthusiasm and worshipful submission that their wives could never touch. She liked ‘ruining
and spoiling’ them with her service and a huge load of appreciation was her reward.

[MF} Seduced at work – pt .3 [Cheating]

I thought about Mara a lot after the night of the party. She was such a crazy girl, it was impossible not to.

A week after the party I texted her for the first time. It was a pretty shallow, “hey, how’s it going.” She responded in kind,

with a few emojis. She seemed to know what I was after, because she sent a picture of her vagina. She followed up with “I want you to think about this next time you’re with Alison.”

That night, Alison commented that I was a little more aggressive than usual.

Mara and I continued to sext each other for the rest of the week, but Alison started to get suspicious. I realized it would be a bad idea. Cheating twice was pushing my luck as it was, so I broke off contact with Mara. It was really hard, but she soon picked up the hint and stopped texting me. When Alison wasn’t around, I would often jerk off to Mara to help cope.

Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf? [MF] [DD/lg]

As parties went, it was a fairly typical one. A full house, loud music and lots of alcohol. Jessica took a sip of her drink and cast her eye around. Though the short blue dress and long white socks she wore had gotten her plenty of admiring glances so far, she still hadn’t seen the person she had dressed for.

The message had been simple when she had asked about her costume, ‘Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?’ She had the blue dress shortened, the inbuilt petticoat puffing it out so it was in danger of flashing her underwear if she bent down at the wrong time. Saved from looking too slutty by socks which covered her thighs almost to the curve of her ass, the red cape gave the whole thing a showy air that she knew would be appreciated.

Jessica had been there for over an hour when he arrived. She had enjoyed it, chatting and laughing, but with one eye always on the door. When Chris finally appeared, her stomach lurched with excitement. Dressed in jeans and a red checked shirt, he had tufts of grey fur coming from his cuffs and collar. ‘Big bad wolf indeed,’ she thought to herself with a wry smile.

[FM] Invitation to spank me and how I imagine it [fwb][bdsm]

I want you to spank me. I want to feel how it would feel with *your* hands and *your* sense of rhythm and *your* increasing force against me. I want to hear what words, if any, you would say to me. That’s why I bring it up, to put the idea in your head. I tease and laugh when we start – it is our way. It feels natural with you. Spanking magic works on me even through my clothes, so it starts casually, innocently with open-handed, glancing blows on my cheeks mixed with shockingly hard squeezes. I look back at you and whine a little. Oooww. What are you doing? Slow beats, not painful, but a gathering stinging warmth. I joke less, grow quiet. Anything I say comes out slowly, slightly slurred and low. A word catches in my throat on a surprising blow out of rhythm. You are still unpredictable. I spread my legs apart just a bit more and lean over further as if to meet your hand. Your hand drifts closer to the midline, slightly cupping where my ass and legs meet, more focused, faster and somehow deeper as if you are thrusting into me. Your fingers sometimes glance along my inner thigh, your palm strays and smacks my pussy. Some blows make me gasp and toss my hair. I am bucking under you, I am growing wild. I am moaning. There are invisible cords that pull within me almost against my will. My inner workings awaken, pulse and flood. I want to rub my clit but I don’t. I want *you* to rub my clit but you don’t. You keep on spanking. I want you to eat me out. I want you to fuck me deep. But even without that I know I cannot help it… I am going to cum. Guttural and in time to your blows, I cum. And then collapse. You do something gentle again, a soft pat, a sweet kiss, while I try to recover my senses. We examine the aftermath. My skin, blazing red, shows outlines of your fingers in places. I am stirred and disturbed by this for almost a full day after. I beg you to fuck me, tell you only your cum can take away the sting. But know this, every time I move or sit down I will still feel it and want you to fuck me again.

[TF] Seven Days: Part 1 [inc]

**Note:** This is original content of mine, created by drawing from a short story I’m writing and the universe it’s set in. I will be updating this every few days as I write more for the story.

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The sisters entered the shower together. It was a custom that they had held over since the first day they had met, and today, even as they both grew older, it continued on.

Anya turned on the hot water; the jet bathed both her and Zhyithe in its’ moist heat.

“Could you do me first?” Zhyithe asked, stepping past her sister toward the wall. Her hands pressed against it as she spread her legs wide, her pussy visible to her sister. But Anya paid no mind to it. She nodded, reached for the bath sponge and the soap, brought them together; and then she lathered down her little sister until every inch of her backside, from her curly, dark blonde locks to her toes, was covered in suds save her vulva.

Anya had cleaned it last before now; now she was to do so again. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Jitha was being unusually silent today; normally she talked at these times.

Room Service [MF] [hotel] [Fsub] [roleplay]

Room Service

Your phone buzzes, ‘Be in the room by 1:00, ready.’

You bite your lower lip prettily, checking the time. You grab your bag and rush to your car, heels clicking. Giving the valet your keys, you hurry to the elevator, fumbling for the keycard in your purse.

Inside, you drop your things and look at yourself in the mirror, brush your hair and freshen your lips. You hang your dress in the closet, checking the mirror again: matching panties, bra, garter and stockings, new black heels. You turn to the closet door, your hands reaching for the top corners, and wait.

Soon you hear the click as I open the door and come in. I open the minibar and take something out, exhaling with a loud sigh as I finish it.

I walk over to you and run my hands over your shoulders and down your back, along the back of your thighs, then possessively curl my hand over you. My hand is warm and gives you goosebumps.

I nose your hair aside to breathe your scent, gently squeezing your breast with my other hand.

Cheer Raider & SABRE Panther Episode 1 [MF, anime]

**Cheer Raider & SABRE Panther**

by the Perv Otaku

[Opening Theme: “Violet Skies” by In This Moment]

EPISODE 1:

“A Mecha Falls to Earth!

The Magical Girl Needs My Help!

Now She’s in My Bedroom?”

It was quite late, well after midnight, but Matt had to watch it just one more time before going to bed. He took his web browser back to the video and hit play.

“There’s been another remarkable incident in Bensonville today, our Debbie Woods is still in town there with the story. Debbie?”

“Thanks, Richard. Another attack, and another save by the hometown hero calling herself Cheer Raider. This time in broad daylight, in a shopping center parking lot. We have exclusive footage gathered by eyewitnesses.”

Her First Tryst [MF] [cheating]

I sit forward on the edge of the hotel room bed. It’s a mid-tier “economy” model, the kind I’ve seen far too much of in my years of business travel. I’m fumbling with my phone, trying to calm my shaking hand and quickened breath. My thumb flips through my message history. *I want do do this, I want to do this* I tell myself. For years I have dabbled with these fantasies, trying something new with a stranger in a strange city, enjoying the freedom to dabble without the risk of being caught. It’s not that I’m unhappy at home – far from it – but 12 years of marriage and a limited history before that have made me a bit antsy. Beyond my husband, my experience consists of a few college boys who were still struggling to put a condom on properly. I hear my friends talk about their experiences – a gallery of exotic dick, if you will – big ones, thick ones, every color of the rainbow. Just this once, I’ve been telling myself, it’s time for me to try.

[MF] Seduced at a party – pt. 2 [cheating]

I drove Mara home in silence. The excitement of the encounter still racing through my head, but fading into the guilt I was feeling.

I had cheated on Alison, and I enjoyed it.

When I pulled up to Mara’s house, I still hadn’t said a word. She didn’t get out of the car right away. I couldn’t bring myself to look at her, but she leaned in and rubbed my crotch. My member responded slightly, once again rebelling against my better instincts. She kissed me on the cheek and whispered, “Thanks. You were amazing.” Then she got out.

I made up with Alison and wrestled with whether or not to tell her, but I eventually decided against it. School was done so I would never have to see Mara again. Alison was a good girlfriend and I didn’t want to hurt her. It was best if we just put it behind us.

A month after graduation, we we’re invited to a house party hosted by a bunch of friends. I wasn’t that into it, but Alison really wanted to go, so I tagged along. When we arrived, the party was already pretty crowded. After we walked in Alison found a friend and started mingling. I told her I would go get us some drinks. As I approached the punch bowl, I saw her.

Seduction at the dinner table Part 2[MFM] [cuck]

Mary left a trail of thick white drops in her wake as she walked down the hall on unsteady legs. She peaked into the living room and saw her husband and her man both on the couch watching the game, her husband still dressed and her man still naked from their play. She made her way to the kitchen and picked out beers for the 3 of them before joining them in the living room, making her way to the front of the TV to make sure she had their attention before handing out the beer.

She was happy to see her man’s thick cock slowly start to rise again as he drank in her naked body while taking the drink from her and she was pleased by the bulge in her husband’s pants as well. Where her man’s eyes was focused on the curvatures of her body, her husband’s eyes were preoccupied with the last of the cum dripping out of her.