The sun was just starting to go down as we finished setting up camp and the girls strolled in. Pete and I drove up earlier in the day to haul in the gear and setup the tents so all the girls had to do was bring the cold beer. It was beginning to get late so we all sat around the camp fire have a beer or two and discussing the next morning events. Pete, his wife Ash, and I had an early morning wakeup call, at four we would make our way from camp at the lake to the base of the mountain, start our climb at sunrise and hopefully be on the summit by noon. Shannon was to remain at camp as she was not as skilled as us to make the climb. Pete and I had climbed a number of times together but this was the first multi-pitch climb I had done with Ash so we through her at the end to clean the gear off the mountain as Pete and I alternated lead. It was about one in the afternoon by the time we reached the summit so we paused for lunch and a mini bottle of champagne I brought with me as a celebration.
Category: sexystories
Threatening Skies [NSFW] [M/f] [Oral]
This is one hell of a strange story. Not sure what you will make of it, but if you have any answers you might share them with me. It happened like this:
My name is Jack Ross. I’m 40 year old, very fit, and I’M an ex-British Royal Marine Major. I quit the service 14 months ago to join a very lucrative security firm as an “advisor”. This is a fancy way of saying “security contractor”, I guess? The money is great and it involves lots of travel to interesting places, which is also very cool.
A job came up to escort a British diplomatic official for about a week on the tropical Pacific island of Mundy. When God invented tropical paradises he used Mundy as a template. I was looking forward to stooging around on the island with some old fossil from the British Consulate and getting a tan on. I couldn’t see any threat in the middle of the Pacific so the escort duties should be rather light on, or so I hoped.
[mf] [inc] daddy’s discipline
“Mm I understand Mr Harris,” I said with a sigh. I was at my daughters high school, doing a pt interview with her math teacher. Apparently, she wasn’t doing very well.
“I’m just concerned about Britney’s graduation status,” Mr Harris said. “At this rate I’m not even sure if she’ll pass this course.”
I breathed another sigh. My daughter was a senior with college acceptances already in her back pocket. But since then senioritis had gotten the best of her and now she was barely passing.
“I recommend her to do this package. The content isn’t hard, it just requires practice and some discipline,” Mr Harris said. “Thanks for coming by again.”
I shook his hand and left the room. Discipline, I thought to myself.
I walked out to the car, where Britney was waiting for me. She was style in her cheerleader outfit from practice. It accentuated every curve on her. She inherited all the best traits of her mom. She had ample, perky breasts, a small waist and an average sized ass. Her outfit hid nothing.
BLACK COFFEE [M/F, Raceplay, Office]
#**|** *Author’s Note*
This story deals with a taboo genre of erotica dubbed *raceplay*. It’s not for everyone and it is certainly an acquired taste. That said, I think you’ll find this particular story to be fairly tame, given those standards. There is some racial language involved, which is worthy of this *trigger warning* I’m giving it; but all in all, this tale is a harmless one. The other kink this story deals with is cuckolding. Again, an acquired taste, but a far more common one. And as always, all feedback and criticism is greatly appreciated.
#**|** *Black Coffee*
So, last Wednesday night, I get a call from Tony Marshall — yes, *that* Tony Marshall: the one who got fired for the cluster-fuck he made outta the McGreggory account back in the 70’s.
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Yeah, *him*. Cost the company a pretty penny, if you remember that far back. A few Christmas bonuses, too; people took that real personal. Now, speaking strictly for myself here, I thought the guy was set up to fail from the word go. That seemed clear enough to me, but — well, never in my twenty years here have I seen the office rejoice to watch an exec booted out those rotating-doors. It was a real spectacle, you had to be there.
Hiking Trip: Part 2 [MFM] [Mdom] [Huml]
Part 2.
Our clothes are ripped off as the three of us kiss and caress. Heat building as we explore over inch. My and James start at Moriah lips and neck, working our way down.
He’s kissing down her back as I work down her collar and breasts. Squeezing, sucking, biting her nipples and tugging. I swirl her nipples with my tongue and move further down. He’s kissing her legs, then pins her arms behind her back and bites her neck, my fingers and mouth toying with her slick little pussy, juices running to her ass. Sucking her labia and clit, his free hand is swirling a finger around her ass. Flicking her clit with my tongue and pressing my fingers in to tease her g-spot
My tongue travels to tease her rosebud ass, it’s taste having me hard and throbbing, her moans louder. His hand moves to her breast. Tonge in her ass, my hand finds his lovely cock, teasing and stroking. He moans loudly.
SWEET TOOTH #4 [BBW, M/F, Dom/Sub]
#**SWEET TOOTH #4**
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###**| Summary**
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*…A suspenseful tale, with more than a handful of taboo twists.*
*Sweet Tooth* is about Samantha, a big woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long sweet tooth. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in eight gloriously *messy* chapters.
[Links to all chapters of *Sweet Tooth* in the comments below.]
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###**| Author’s Note**
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*Well, it’s about time I checked in on you again, dear Reader.* I’m sure you’ve noticed that I skipped an entry in the table of contents. I’m still going to go back and write that part, but let me explain… Both of these “interludes” are interconnected flashbacks, taking place while Samantha is left alone in the garage. *She does have a wild imagination.* They won’t be required reading to follow *Sweet Tooth* and will mostly serve more as supplementary content.
Lodi: The Pleasure Lord [MFF] [Group] [Fantasy]
Hello! New author with a focus on using magic for lust! I will keep this post up until my free promotion ends on Amazon. PM me if you are interested for links to the Amazon store. I’m mostly looking for feedback from readers!
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Lodi, The Pleasure Lord
“Countess, I’m ready for my Offerings.” said Lodi, a hired Arch-Mage to protect The Island Kingdoms from a nearby volcano. His magic calmed the lava, preventing it from erupting across the land. His price was high and he was never paid in just gold.
“Understood, I will bring them in my Lord.” obeyed Anuri, the high countess.
SWEET TOOTH #3 [BBW, m/F, Dom/Sub]
#**SWEET TOOTH #3**
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*…A suspenseful tale, with more than a handful of taboo twists.*
*Sweet Tooth* is about Samantha, a big woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long sweet tooth. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in eight gloriously *messy* chapters.
[Links to all chapters of *Sweet Tooth* in the comments below.]
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###**| THREE:** *The Yellow Brick Road*
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When she arrived at Jasper’s residence, Samantha found an envelope stuck to his front-door. *Birthday Girl* was written across it in her Master’s loopy handwriting. Anything Jasper wrote looked to Samantha like a series of unpredictable roller-coasters, with awe-inducing ascents and sudden plummets. Inside the envelope, she found a note. It instructed Samantha to let herself inside.
She opened the front-door and was greeted by the something that struck her as entirely surreal. Samantha blinked for a long moment, bewildered, before realizing what it was that she was looking at. The first thought she had was that he *had* used rose pedals, after all; but of course, that wasn’t what she was staring at. *Not exactly.*
SWEET TOOTH #2 [BBW, M/F, Dom/Sub]
#**SWEET TOOTH #2**
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*…A suspenseful tale, with more than a handful of taboo twists.*
*Sweet Tooth* is about Samantha, a big woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long sweet tooth. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in eight gloriously *messy* chapters.
[Links to all chapters of *Sweet Tooth* in the comments below.]
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###**| TWO:** *Pets & Their Owners*
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Samantha began to make her way down the six flights of stairs which led to the underground parking-lot, feeling an embarrassingly spontaneous sweat breakout on her forehead. She’d never voluntarily taken the stairs before – either up *or* down – but right now, it seemed like the most prudent thing to do. It was the only way to guarantee that Samantha wouldn’t accidentally bump into her boss, Mr. Creighton…
As Samantha descended, the beads of perspiration on her forehead became denser. If she hurried, Samantha supposed she’d be able to stop at her apartment first, have a quick shower to freshen-up and a change her clothes, before…
*…before…*
SWEET TOOTH #1 [BBW, m/F, Dom/Sub]
#**SWEET TOOTH #1**
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*…A suspenseful tale, with more than a handful of taboo twists.*
*Sweet Tooth* is about Samantha, a big woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long sweet tooth. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in eight gloriously *messy* chapters.
[Links to all chapters of *Sweet Tooth* in the comments below.]
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###**| Author’s Note**
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Before we start, a quick word; *just between you and me, dear Reader*. If you intend to read *Sweet Tooth*, then this will be the first step on a long journey, one which we will be taking together; *so why not stop now, talk awhile?*
I’ve always struggled with the notion of giving my stories “tags”. The OCD part of my brain loves the *idea* of them, but the story-teller in me hates the notion of spoiling the twists and turns of a tale (even the most obligatory twist and turns). So, as far as giving *Sweet Tooth* tags, we’ll keep it real simple: *BBW, Bondage, Dom/Sub, Foodplay, m/F.* To say anything more than that, I’m afraid, would spoil what I have in store for later chapters.