An Unexpected Rendezvous [MF] [voy] [cheating] [rough]

This story was commissioned by an acquaintance who always fantasised about catching her two hot workmates fucking. They’re real people based off the descriptions given, but all names have been changed and details left intentionally vague to prevent anybody from being identified. The scenario requested included rough sex, lots of filthy, over-the-top dirty talk, and a specific tone for the ending. Needless to say, the events of this story are absolute fiction.

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“Dammit, my phone!” Molly checks her pockets, empties out her purse onto the front seat of her car and double-checks the glove tray, but to no avail. It’s nearly quarter to six, and she’s already running late for another engagement. She was supposed to finish work at five, but when the boss says stay, you stay. *At least Sharon was nice about it*, Molly thinks a little ruefully.

Sighing, she clambers out of her car and trots back towards the office. Surely the phone is just sitting on her desk – and hopefully Sharon won’t have gone home yet, so the door will still be unlocked.

2am Bedtime [MF] [str8]

This is a story I wrote after coming to bed with my darling wife after a late night on the PC.

Please enjoy.

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It’s late again and I’ve stayed up way too long to finish some work on the computer. I think I’ll go to bed. The lights are off except for the blue glow emanating from my LCD screen after locking up windows.
I pull my work clothes off and kick them in a pile against the wardrobe to be put out tomorrow in to the wash. Slowly, I make my way to the bed being careful not to trip over my boots I left in the middle of the floor just so I could trip over them when the lights were off.
I can hear the soft rain falling through the trees outside the open window, the smell of wet earth and jasmine wafting in. You’re sleeping soundly, as do most people at 2am. You’re laying on your left hand side away from me. I slowly, gently, climb into bed beside you. I snuggle up close listening to you breathing. My knees touch the inside of yours, my chest into your back. I can smell the fragrance from the shampoo you use. I run my fingers gently down the length of your body. You stir a little a small gasp escapes your lips as you sigh and shift. My hand rests on your hip, you settle again and continue sleeping. My fingers gently caressing you up and down the length of your body. I can feel myself growing larger as I touch you gently. Your skin so soft and cool. My member, at its hardest, rests against your arse, I lay very still listening to your steady breathing.

Slut School – Her 1st Client [MF]

The knock on the door startled her. It wasn’t that she didn’t expect the knock, they had made the appointment together, but rather that she had lost herself in thought again.

The knock came again and she felt the flutter of the butterflies in her stomach. It was her final term in school and there was no concern over graduating, that was practically a foregone conclusion. Yet her teacher had recommended to the class that they practice their services on friends and acquaintances. The idea being that at this point, hands-on practice was the best way to learn. And that was what she had done, bringing it up in conversations whenever she felt it appropriate. She brought it up in front of him, in the groups they were a part of, hoping, but not expecting, that he would take her up on it. She was pleasantly surprised when he had suggested a time, and with a little back and forth, they had ended up here, at this time, with him standing outside her apartment door. Knocking. For the second time.

The tale of the merchant and the collector [MF]

The dark cone of Vesuvius began to fix itself into focus, sat upon the verdant descent into the bay of Naples. The boat knocked and creaked in the roll of the waves, it’s voyage nearing completion. Reaching harbour, anchor weighed the crew rallied to the nearest tavern to enjoy the sustenance of fresh victuals, the company of Romans, and of course the elixir of the vine. Half of their appetites sated the deckhands hurried themselves to a whore house, eyes wide at the pornographic frescos that served as a fitting menu, picking out a veritable banquet. The skipper however stayed, intent on the indigenous chatter, he had a cargo of artifacts requiring distribution, and talk of the finest collection of statues in the province piqued his interest.

Collecting together his sample case of wares he made his way along the cobbled stones until he found the villa in question. Happily not only were the windows lit, but he was also afforded admittance through to the large atrium, finding a bubbling fountain in the centre, littered around with statues almost exclusively depicting the male form. Resting a while on the bench the stillness finally broken by the appearance of a statuesque Diana of a lady, hair pinned, robes flowing. She fairly floated to his side, and having accepted a profuse litany of compliments questioned the merchant as to the purpose of his visit.

Wife’s Lover [Cuckold] [Huge Cock] [True]

My wife and I had been together for about 7 years at the start of all this, married for 4. Our life together was pretty good – we both had decent jobs, a nice house, and we enjoyed time spent with each other. We shared a gym membership and kept in shape, but neither of us had rock hard bodies. The sex we had 2-3 times a week was good, and though I was always up for more, I was happy with what I got. I was always kinkier than her, and often brought up new ideas – using a vibe, tying her down, etc. She went along with almost everything, but drew the line at threesomes. She didn’t like the idea of having sex with a stranger, and didn’t like any of our friends ‘in that way’. I eventually let it go, playing it out in my fantasies over the years.

She started grad school, taking classes after work a few nights a week. Her second year in she joined a study group, and soon after had a ‘Study Buddy’ she worked with. She described him as a nerdy kid, definitely not someone to be threatened by. The semester rolled on and she stayed out later and later with him. I didn’t doubt they were studying – her 4.0 GPA proved that much – and everything was good with us, so I didn’t have any reason to worry.

Working holiday pt.III [FFFFM] and me [F]

Sorry it has been so long since I last wrote.

This is the next day to the working holiday swimwear shoot (see my last posts). I am married, I have kids, I am not promiscuous (never even had a one night stand) and I was offered a job to go back to modelling, a swimwear shoot where me and the other models (3 guys and 4 other girls + me) all stayed in a villa. They were all really nice and one night things got out of hand and I got involved in my first orgy. This is now a few days later…

It was a really slow day that day as all of us were on the shoot and there was only one photographer and shots where either singles or pairs, so lots of waiting around. While we were sitting around, we found out that it was one of the guys birthday, so we all decided to have a little celebration for him when we got back to the villa.

The Machine, Part 1: Clarissa [MF][Fdom][petite][huge cock][no sex][frotting]

“Wow.”

The pitch of her voice still surprises you, given her small stature. All you can see is her back- from her black buzz cut hair to her creamy white firm butt cheeks, which are sitting on your belly- so you can’t see her expression.

“You’re a monster.”

Her voice is as luxurious as her skin, which feels silky smooth against yours. She’s referring to your cock, which she has just taken out of your pants. The rest of your clothes are already on the floor. You had met her on Tinder, and after messaging for a few days, agreed to pick her up for a movie. Upon arriving at her apartment, she pulled you inside, led you to her bedroom, pushed you onto the bed, pulled her tiny black dress off over her head (wearing nothing underneath), and stripped of your shirt. Now she is sitting on your belly, slowly sliding off your pants. You smile as she comments on your size, and are about to thank her for the compliment, but she cuts you off.

“What a disappointment.”

Everyone’s Girlfriend Chapter 01 [MF][cheating]

It’s quick and dirty, I know. Wanted to get some frantic, rushed sex in before drawing it out in later chapters.

**Chapter One**

Kaley was Darryl’s girl, and everyone knew it. A true blue Aussie sheila, she was tall and tan, with a surfer’s tight body and a cheeky grin that fired up everyone who saw it. Her hair was straw-blonde and straight, never worn in anything other than a simple ponytail. She didn’t have time to spend on her hair and makeup in between surfing, lifeguarding, uni and fucking Darryl’s brains out.

Oh yeah, Kaley was also a sex fiend. She sure didn’t keep her voice down when she got fucked – which apparently happened quite often. In between raucous nights at the beach house, she would wander around in her favourite blue-and-white bikini, wiggling her ass playfully with every step. Seven of them had come on this trip: Darryl and Kaley, Alex and his girlfriend Tamsin, and three more single guys. Quentin was a big dude who liked to joke that he kept his six-pack safe under a layer of fat; Paul was a flamboyantly gay – or at least bi – Englishman who had come out to this sun-drenched corner of the world to study abroad; and Tom was the only one who seemed concerned about being single.

A night with my Mistress and her friends -part 2 [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm] [oral]

I imagine that since you are reading this post you have already perused the first part of my story that I left on this sub a day or two ago. If you have not, I would thoroughly recommend reading it beforehand though I will offer this short recap to both bring new readers up to speed and remind old readers of what they already know. I am a young submissive, who, along with my older Mistress, are entertaining four guests tonight. They are all friends of my Mistress, Charlotte, and are Annabel, Sarah, Rosie, and Ophelia. So far I have spent the evening in the entrance to Charlotte’s house in bondage greeting everyone. What follows is the second part of my tale, which takes place just after dinner. The five women have finished their main course and are settling into some dessert. And first a short interlude to fill in the gaps.

Space Siren (Part1): The Intergalactic Spore [F][anal][mind-transfer][sci-fi][unidentified sex object]

Space Siren — Part I — Intergalactic Spore (An older story, but it checks out!)

Without skipping a beat, Karyn opened the airlock and lowered the exit ramp. She ran out of the cockpit, leaving her sidearm and her communication device on the console in front of her. Not once did she consider the atmosphere of this planetoid or if she might be in any danger.

The soil she stepped onto was a dull purplish-grey colour, with a soft texture, almost like walking on flour or some other soft powder. It gave somewhat under her feet, coming up around the edges of her boots, but her feet did not sink.

The sky was colourless like the night, cloudless and sparkling with stars like the great void itself. Perhaps the air was very thin, or perhaps there was no atmosphere at all?

Karyn was not considering any of these things as she looked on at the landscape in front of her. From the plateau where she stood, she could see hill in one direction, and a valley in the other. The far side of the valley seemed to be covered in what looked like trees to Karyn, but she couldn’t really tell from the distance.