Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 2 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 2

"Hey Gina." Gary smiled when he opened his door.

"Uh, hi." I said and this time I didn't have Jilly, thank God. That helped a lot, but I was still very nervous.

"Come on in." He said. "How you doing?"

"I'm good." I nodded. "Uh, great…Except I'm out of pills, those, um, greens."

"Already?" He chuckled. "Here, sit down…Come on, it's okay."

I let him guide me onto his sofa and Gary sat down next to me. His television was still on, still on the Discovery channel and I wondered if he ever turned it off, or changed the channels. The room was nice though, a typical living room, you know. Book case, furniture, an aquarium bubbling away, it was dark in there though. The drapes were closed and the table lamps turned on, but that gave the room a warm glow anyway and this was a secret. It made me feel better for some reason, being in the dark like that.

"You look a little frazzled." He told me and I looked at him.

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 1 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 1

Up at five thirty, in and out of the bathroom, downstairs to start breakfast. Jack's up by six and I can hear him shuffling around upstairs. I have to get back up there, rousing Amy first, my daughter, frowning at me, disliking me because I'm her mom and she's fifteen and hates me. Into Jack Junior's room, JJ, who's all of nine and smiling first thing, blinking as I hurry him out of bed. Into the nursery, getting Jilly up, she's going to need the potty right away. She's three and my little angel and she just needs some hand holding going down the stairs.

Jack's got the wrong tie and I give it a tug and shake my head as we pass. He's running late, as always, and so am I. So are the kids. I'm yelling, begging, threatening, getting everyone dressed and into the kitchen. Amy doesn't want to eat. She's getting fat. The boys won't like her if she has a little toast. JJ wants the chocolate cereal, not the one with the Tiger on it. Jilly is making a snowman out of her instant oatmeal.

The virgin slut (Dept store fantasy Pt. 3) [M/f] [virgin] [slight-Fsub]

After learning the girl who I had an amazing sexual encounter with was my bosses daughter, I had no idea what to do. My options were to either tell her…which wasn’t going to happen, cease all contact with her…also not an option, or just not tell her and pretend nothing had changed. Obviously, I opted for the last one. After my little meeting with him, I had a pretty hot conversation with her after the picture, and ended up jerking off in the bathroom at work just to be able to finish my day. The topic of meeting up kind of disappeared that day, and hadn’t come back up since. At first I was relieved, since I was unsure what to do with this whole insane situation, but after just a couple days, and after I made my decision, it was all I could think about all over again. So when my boss came to me that Friday to let me know he was going to be gone for the entire weekend and a few days the following week, and wanted to dump a bunch of extra work on me, I didn’t even mind! It just put ideas in my head…

My first time, twice. Mega post parts 1,2,3,4, and new 5 (mff)(inc)

So this was many years ago, when I was 17. I was never a cool kid and didn't get much interaction with girls. Religious boys only schooling for me. So I had never thought of myself as attractive at all. Life went on, and I'd be a virgin all my life. Then one day my mom says that a cousin of mine is coming to my city for some school related convention thing. Of course she is always been proper, you know learns French, plays classic piano, does everything properly and has no social skills at all. So basically she needs support at this thing for her presentation so by order of mother I have to go over and say how great it is. ok no great problem.

So skipping a bit of the story I meet a pretty hot friend of my cousin, let’s call her S, who was doing the project with her. she's flirting pretty heaviily with me, I'm flirting with her (awkwardly). nothing happens and they go back to their city about 200km away. I get her number from my cousin and we start texting. It all gets pretty hot, we meet up, on the few chances we get and it's blowjobs and fingers. This girl is good at it. remember both of us are virgins, so we're a bit hesitant about going the whole way.

Bondage loving couple – the very beginning [MF] [bd] [oral]

I met Sarah six years ago, when we both were competing on university sporting day in Berlin. The beauty of her athletic body was emphasized by a red skin-tight dress with white stripes, which was perfectly shaped around her breasts and an attentive spectator can see protruding nipples. I was always shy around the girls, but she was worth trying. Nowadays, we are a happy couple for five years and I would like to share some exciting moments from our intimate life.

I discovered my greatest kink when I hit a puberty. I love to see bound, helpless women, struggling in tight ropes, put in chains, lock in a cage, with cuffs around wrists and ankles, blindfolded and gagged. This idea always gets me a huge arousal and brings me in front my computer, watching hours of videos and seeing tons of pictures with this theme. Now, I have a gorgeous girl by my side and my dreams may come true. But what if she is not into bondage at all?

Camping [Mf] [You and me]

I needed to get away so I went up to the lake. I start to take the tent out and set it up as I watch you in the campsite next to mine. Your family is having a reunion at the lake luckily your creepy uncle couldn't make it. You look up at me and make eye contact. I smile, "hello". You giggle a little and say "hi". I didn't know you were watching me all day but you definitely noticed me glancing your way. The sun starts to fall, your family is all getting drunk and a little loud so I decide to go down to the water. You see me leave and since everyone is drinking, having fun nobody notices you walking away to follow or that you grabbed a small ice chest with beer in it.

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Sharing his toys [MFf] [fsub] [reluc]

Kitten took off her make up, removed her nail polish, tied back her hair and put on the items he had given her to wear. He would be home any minute with his friend. She didn't want to submit to anyone but him, but this was his treat. * Gareth pulled Rachel through the front door, his excitement was infectious. Giggling like two teenagers he guided her into his living room. They sat down on sofas on opposite sides of the room. He nodded at the table in front of them. On it sat a little silver bell. She picked it up and he encouraged her to ring it. She watched the girl walk in. Rachels mouth fell open. She was dressed in a tight white t shirt that did little to cover anything and some black lace panties. The shape of her breasts and visable nipples put a smile on her face. Call her kitten, Gareth stated. She's my pet, my slave. His pride was obvious. Kitten looked down at the floor. Gareth pointed to a single piece of newspaper lay on the floor and kitten went to sit on it. Rachel was speechless. Kittens green eyes still looked down. The two exchanged looks across the room past the obedient pet. Kitten?, Rachel purred, you need to dust the bookcase. Kitten reacted instantly. She retrieved a duster from the other room and stood on a chair to begin the task. Rachel giggled, audibly facinated by the current situation. Gareth smiled at her, for tonight only I will let you play with her. Rachel gleefully jumped to her feet, standing just behind kitten. She didn't move as Rachel pulled down her underwear, exposing her rear. Rachel was excited, not that things weren't fun for the fuck buddies but two dominants in one bed was tiresome. Kitten was just what Rachel wanted. Kitten turned quickly at rachels command and stood on the chair looking down at her. Rachel crooked her finger to get kitty down, stroking the fallen strands of hair from kittens face, and whispered in her ear. will you do everything I say, kitten glanced at Gareth who gave her a stern look. She nodded. Yes mistress, Rachel prompted and kitten recited it. The glint in her eyes told kitten that this was going to be a long night. Rachel Undressed herself quickly, her body was more toned, athletic, while kitten was slim but with big bum and beautiful breasts. Gareth surveyed the two bodies in front of him. He prefered everything about his kitten. Her figure, her her behaviour, her obedience. Tonight was a test of that. He was pushing a boundary and she hated it. Rachel lay herself down on the sofa and spread her legs. Lick my pussy. The command was hard and he saw kitten quickly kneel down, before she could set about her task Rachel stopped her, there was a cuff around each one of kittens wrist, each one with a silver loop, Rachel pushed her hands behind her back and efficiently clipped them together. Gareth watched tentatively, he waited for kitten to pause or refuse but as Rachel lay back kitten began lapping at her clit. Rachel purred in pleasure. Like an expert kitten licked at her soft pink folds, teasing and stimulating, Rachel was wriggling and grinding against kitten. Gareth had absent mindedly removed his growing erection from his jeans and began pleasing himself to the view before him. Kittens balance was off and she couldn't pull away if she wanted. She wanted to be rewarded for her behaviour, her heart raced as she began to feel the wetness in between her own thighs. She couldn't see her master but she knew he would be enjoying this. Licking, circling Rachels clit like a good little slave, kitten could feel the excitement building inside Rachel, her hips began to buck but kitten focused. Her jaw ached, Rachel began to cry out in pleasure. She continued to lick ignoring Rachels orgasm, the second orgasm had Rachel screaming. Stop, her command was again abrupt. Kitten pulled herself to a kneeling position on the floor beside Rachel. Her juices were all over kittens face. Gareth called her back to her piece of paper on the floor. She sat cross legged, knowing what the response would be when her arousal left it's mark on the paper. Rachel looked quizzically at Gareth. He looked at his watch, timing three minutes while Rachel pulled herself together. She's a good little slave when she wants to be. Gareth nodded his head so kitten stood. her arousal was clear. He looked at her and she went to get his flogger. She offered it to him but he looked towards Rachel. He enjoyed her understanding of his gestures. She offered the flogger to Rachel, what did you do to deserve this little kitten? Gareth replied, she's a dirty little slut. She was aroused by pleasing you. Kitten blushed. You need to punish her. Kitten was always confused by this, he liked her to break the rules because he liked to punish her. Kitten bent over the coffee table, her feet were almost two feet apart. Rachel could see her wetness and her tight pussy. Gareth got up to guide her with the flogger but Rachels hands kept wandering to tease kitten. Showing her the right action to make it sting and make the skin turn from lily white to pink. Ten hits. Gareth was ready to explode, his final stroke made him cum all over her new marks. Kitten whimpered at the last hit, gasping with the unexpected fluid running across her ass. He lead the girls up to the bedroom. He secured kitten to his bed with a rope in each corner of the bed she was on all fours, Rachels cum on her face and Gareth on her ass. He placed an ice cube on kittens back. A game they often played. She just had to keep it there. He was not going to make it easy. He opened his toy box for Rachel, she retrieved something . She felt a lubed finger pressing on her asshole. It's slipped in and out a few times, testing her tightness, she felt a toy being slowly inserted, she could handle the small ones, it always made her feel strangely full. She was glad she cleaned up properly before they started. She felt a blindfold being placed over her eyes, clamps being placed on her nipples and clit. Their bite made her gasp and she heard Gareth laugh. She couldn't identify anything was happening around her, she tried to hold still, a small vibrator was on her clit, she guess that was Rachel. There was a sharp pain across her ass, she guessed that was Gareth with his cane. She tried not to call out. It started stinging immediately. The cane rained hits down on her, three sharp small whacks that made her wince. The feelings building up inside her, radiating from her clit were dulling the pain. Pleasure and pain were fighting for control of her body. She felt someone moving on the bed, heavier than the tiny Rachel. She could feel her master behind her, he applied extra pressure onto the clamp on her clit before removing it. His cock was hard again and pressing against her pussy. Teasing when she wanted a release. He knew his kitten would be wanting her treat soon. Her clit was aching for him to let her have her orgasm. Beg, he grunted as he thrust in and out of her. He liked this best of all, how tight she was. Please, please let me cum. He whines were pitiful,he didn't respond. He could see Rachel getting frustrated that he had kitten to himself but he had to let kitten know who her master was. Rachel decided to leave. She had played but this moment was his. Kittens tightening pussy and pleas for satisfaction were getting more urgent. Cum. It was an order that her body responded to, just the way he had trained her. The pleasure they shared was a bond he enjoyed. Removing all the toys and ropes from the bed he gathered her into his arms. She curled up perfectly, purring. He saw the ice cube on the floor, she would pay for that tomorrow.

“Sweet Tooth #2” [mF, BDSM, BBW, Foodplay]


 

Summary

 


 

A voice spoke suddenly, echoing toward her from the darkness: “Blow out your candles, Princess.”

 

Sweet Tooth is a suspenseful tale about a 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 thirteen gloriously messy chapters. Sweet Tooth is intended for readers looking for a long-burn with an explosive climax.

 

This is the second instalment in an on-going serial story. If you need to read the previous instalment first, you can find it in my post history. Otherwise, lets continue…

 


 

Chapter Four: Pets & Their Owners

 


 

Samantha made it to the bottom of the stairs, then stopped to catch her breath.

 

She was no longer worried about running into her boss. Samantha had finished the last two flights of stairs deep in recollection, remembering the day she had first met Jasper. The odd mixture of shame and embarrassment this memory possessed made her feel nearly delirious. To say the least, her guard was down.

Dept store fantasy Pt. 2 [M f] [sexting] [pseudo-inc]

It had been nearly a week since I went into that department store and had the most unbelievably erotic night of my life. I thought about it every waking moment, and had jerked off to it more times than I could keep count of. I lost focus at work, and just started fanaticizing about her hot young virgin mouth, and how she seemed to be so into it. The trouble was I had no idea what to do next. Should I even do anything? I’d even gone so far as to sit in the parking lot when her car was there, contemplating if I should go inside or not. Finally, I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to take action, or I was going to go insane. From what I could tell, she worked mostly in the evenings, which would make sense if she were in school I suppose.

“A Conspiracy Amongst Bridesmaids #2” [mFFFF]


 

Chapter Two: Down to Brass Taxes

 


 

We walked up two flights of creaking, wooden stairs, with the bridesmaids leading the way and the Bride and I tagging a little behind.

 

I meant to say something to her while we were climbing the stairs – anything, really, just to break the ice – but my mouth felt cemented shut. It might have been for the best, too, because the Bride appeared to be putting a great deal of her concentration into the simple act of climbing the stairs. I began to wonder how much champagne she’d already drunk that night.

 

Once we were inside their room, the bridesmaids opened another bottle of bubbles. Soon after, Hannah pulled me aside. The bridesmaids watched the two of us walk out onto the balcony together, their eyes wide with anticipation.

 

After she closed the balcony-door behind us, Hannah asked me: “So, what do you think of the bride?”, in a tone of voice that made me think she was attempting to stall.

 

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