The Job Interview [MFF] [FemDom]

“Well if you can make it here by eleven then I’ll see you, otherwise don’t bother.”

“No problem Ms. Duro, I’ll be there. Goodbye” I told her with more confidence then I felt.

To say I’d be cutting it close would be an understatement. Without a second to spare I hurried to get ready. After a quick shower and shave I splashed on some cologne before getting dressed and rushing out the door. Luck favored me and I caught the train after only a five minute wait. The club was four blocks away from the nearest stop so there wasn’t a moment to lose once I disembarked. I took the stairs up two at a time then passed through the turnstile and onto the crowded city street.

As I approached I could see the club’s unlit neon sign from a block away. With under three minutes to spare I opened the ornate front door and stepped inside. My eyes squinted as they adjusted to the much dimmer interior light and once they had I scanned the place. It was a large space and I found myself in a long rectangular room decorated in a stark palette of black and white. The walls and tile floor were bone white while the furniture including the bar was made of dark wood and black leather and there were also some sheer black curtains strategically hung on the walls.

Were [MM] [fantasy] [inc] (no underage) [Mdom] (bears)

It was a well-known, respected, and inevitable perversion in our family to lust after a man who’s not your own kin. It usually hit around your seventh or eighth decade, and was a biological urge that the men in our family were encouraged to follow.

When he sat on the barstool next to me, I caught the whiff of his leather jacket permeated with cigar smoke and I couldn’t help myself but to inhale deeply. My unnaturally keen sense of smell picked up the nondescript soap he’d washed with that afternoon, the common but still dizzingly nice aftershave he’d splashed on the few areas of his neck he’d shaved, and underneath that all the complex array of hormones and phermones that regular human beings were only aware of on a subconscious level. The combination of smells awakened something in me that I’d never felt before. There it was; a stirring in my cock for the heat of a man who wasn’t my brother, father, nephew, uncle, grandfather, or cousin. Before I turned to get a good look at him I already knew I wanted him in the most carnal and lasting way.

I fucked a guy 8 hours after getting on a cruise [FM]

I recently went on a week long cruise with some of my work mates. One of them decided it was her mission to try and get me laid, and I was more than willing to let her help. On the first night they were playing a football game on the big screen up on the top deck, and we all went up to have a few drinks and watch it. A little ways through the game some guys about my age came and sat next to us. We all got to chatting, and my friend and I realised this would be a perfect opportunity for me to hook up. All the guys were very attractive and friendly, but there was one (Mike) who was more confident than his friends. At one point my friend and I went to the bar with Mike and one of his mates, and we were trying to get them to guess where we lived. After a few tries, my friend says “If you get it right, you can kiss Annie”. She then gave them lots of obvious clues as to where we live, and they eventually figured it out. However, before I was able to kiss anyone, our drinks were made and we went back to the group.

The Life and Times of Sydney’s Stars [MF] [scifi] [silly, kind of cheesy] [sex-lite] [slight noncon] [CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE]

Sneak aboard the ship? Check.

Secure the bridge? Check.

Take the Orgron leader of the thugs captive? Check.

Do all this without alerting the rest of the crew, thus allowing them to mount an attack on the bridge AND enable the self destruct countdown? Not even close.

Extract the sperm of the Orgron leader so that the less barbaric females of the species could impregnate themselves without needing to be raped? Working on it!

The sound of lasers, phasers, and possible even blazers tore through the air and scorch marks dotted the room where they struck walls and chairs. Fifteen or so armed mercenary thugs had all but taken the bridge back as three valiant mercenaries (not even remotely thuggish) hid behind chairs and computers, trying not to take any hits while sending out a few shots of their own. It was an effort in vain, however. Sooner or later, they’d be pushed up against the glass wall that led only to space and likely riddled with blaster shots. And even then, if the self destruct went off, they would all be goners.

Favorite dirty talk moment [MF]

Just a short little snippet.

As background, my friend/ex and I have talked here and there about sharing me with one or more guys. A couple months ago during dirty talk, he brought up the idea of having a poker night where i would service the players and be the prize at the end of the night. A few weeks later, we took the steps to make that fantasy a reality (though it’s on hold right now). This led to me meeting a redditor, which I’ve written about before.

The next day, we went through the pictures and videos of the encounter I took for him. He had me on my knees while he sat on the couch and watched another man fuck me. At one point, he brought up poker night. “What are you gonna let them do, baby girl?” I was unsure of what to say but replied shyly “Let them play with me.”

“Play with what?”

“Everything.”

The proud grin that appeared on his face and the drawn out “gooood girl” makes me wet looking back on it. It just made me suck his dick even harder.

Bi02-S7

*rural america, the 1980s*

(Forgot tags: [Fm] [blowjob])

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It was something unusual perhaps for most, but for a teenager like Mike, waking up and masturbating several times in a row was fairly normal.

Of course, he soon discovered that something was amiss. No matter how many orgasms he pumped out, his hard-on never softened. It was a saturday, and Mike never really did much on saturday but watch tv and draw, or go out into the woods for some quiet.

By lunch however, something was very obviously wrong. His hard-on remained as it had this morning; his mind still in lust, his dick wasn’t even sore and his loads only seemed to get larger. He knew he needed to figure it out, fast.

First, he tried simply refraining from masturbating, hoping the hard on would die down. This only made it worse however; his mind broke like a dam and started dreaming up all sorts of fantasies, he flipped through his porn mags cover-to-cover. And his balls ached, he felt a warmth and preasure – a beg for a release.

After pumping out the highest volume of cum in his life, he knew he would have some time to call someone.

Abducted (fantasy story) [MF]

I wake up on this unknown ship alone, I wake up and I get up, some grey female alien who’s tall with the biggest tits I’ve ever seen, she walks up to me and pulls my pants down with my underwear and my cock rises up right away, “Oh yes” I said out loud she/it began sucking on my penis I began moaning and moaning as she sucked my penis like a real life person would, it then started licking and sucking my balls and it was the best thing ever, I got naked removed my socks and shirt and I bent over and had it eat my asshole out and it felt really fucking good, I bend it over and I see it’s vagina opening like pincers almost, i insert my erect cock and it’s vagina made a squeltching noise inside and it felt weird but fucking amazing, i thrust back and forward and started groaning like crazy, I pull out and it pushes me on a table and begins licking my nipples and then my armpits I began smiling to myself, all of a sudden it hops on my penis and begans riding it “oh fuck yes you like my human cock don’t you?” I yell out loud” I started moaning louder and louder as it rode my penis, I pull out and have it lay it’s head at the edge of the table and open it’s mouth I began throat fucking it like crazy in and out until I yell “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” and ejaculate in it’s mouth, I get it to get back on my cock again this time bending it over the table and ride it, i think to myself “I don’t need to go back to planet earth now” another female alien shows up and I’m like “I’m so fucking ready for this these are wild alien bitches”
what do you think?

The Master Debater [mf] [humor] [non-fiction] [frustration]

*Sadly, this is a very true story from my life before I gained confidence. Names have been changed to protect the recipients of my awkwardness.*

*Apologies in advance if this goes against the themes covered by this sub. Even though this story is full of sexual frustration, Kimmie is still someone I enjoy thinking about from time to time when I’m alone. There’s still time to top it, but she’s by far the sexiest woman I’ve blown it with.*

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Kimmie was an impossible to ignore 18 year-old force of nature. With her long brunette hair, she was almost six feet tall (most of that were her thin but shapely legs) with a model’s figure to match and the demeanor of a girl who had been the most striking one in the room for many years. When we would walk together, it was amusing to see the cascading whipping heads from the boys aligned along the edges of the hallway.

We became acquainted when her parents insisted she join the debate team. I (also 18) was the team captain and instructed all the new members on the basics of debate. Her father was a successful lawyer and knew it was a great way for Kimmie to get some of the early skills that could come in useful if she chose to go down that career path.

Downing Abbey – Chapter 4

(Lucas)

Eight long hours after a hurried lunch of a Subway BMT, the pile of Simco files seemed taller than when I began. I rubbed my temples and grunted. Steve finally brought me my cup of joe – though two months in and he still doesn’t know I don’t take cream – but it didn’t look promising for my plan to get home before sunset. Dropping my man-pride, I fumbled with my phone to send out an SOS, which didn’t get through the first ring before Chris picked up. ‘I have one minute. What is it?’

We nicknamed Chris “Captain America” because of his ability to lead and inability to stop working. He made sure that every task on the agenda got cleared, even if that meant running Jacob, Jillian, and I into the ground to do so. While Jacob brought amazing publicity for the firm and Jillian made sure everyone was on schedule, Chris was the right Brimstone at the helm.

‘I’m literally drowning here in Simco. Do you have anyone capable I could borrow?’ I moaned into the dead air.

A good evening [MF]

She walked into the bedroom, a vision of tanned skin covered in black lacy mesh, tattoos on her legs and a black lace thong. Red nails on her fingers and toes, black hair and a smile.

“Hello…how do you like the outfit?”

Well, what can you say? I’m sat in a chair, naked. And there’s a woman in front of me, a very attractive woman, in not very much. She invites me over to the bed, and to lie down. So, I do. Never refuse a lady.

She starts running her hands over me, and tells me to roll over. “Oil, or not?”..”Oil, I think”. Next thing I feel is oil being dripped on my back, and spread over my back, shoulders and ass by warm hands.Slow, and firm. Nice. Dim lights, warm hands, what’s not to like. I close my eyes and relax, enjoying it.

I feel the bed move..next thing I feel is skin against my legs. A warmth radiating from that skin onto my lower back, as I feel her body sliding against mine, feel naked breasts and nipples sliding up and down my back, kisses on my shoulders, my neck, breath in my ear. Oh, my..that feels good.