The Heir of the Night [NC] [FM] [Bondage] [Fantasy]

This is the first part of a story I’m working on. I’d greatly appreciate any feedback.

**This first part does not contain any sex

Leaves crumbled under my feet as I ran hastily through the woods. The dark night only allowing me to see slight shapes of trees. Their thin braches whipping my face and tearing at nightgown. Behind me I could hear the faint sounds of fighting. An explosion caused my head to jerk back seeing flames rising from the now lost capital of Afrela. Before I was able to turn my head I slammed into something hard, knocking me on my back against the raw ground.

“Well, look what we have here.” A throaty voice rang through the woods.

I could not see the source of the voice, but quickly pulled myself as far away as I could before my back hit a cool stone. I heard the sound of boots heavily hitting the ground and a blade being drawn as the shape slowly came into shape. It appeared to be a tall, dark man.

“Who are you?” The figure spoke authoritatively.

[MF] My first “older” woman

A few months after I “became a man”, I was home from college for Christmas Break. I was working for a property management company owned by a friend’s father, and assigned to a project at an old mill building that had been renovated in to condos. The management company had reached a deal with a local ISP to be the provider for the building, and now were running CAT-5 to all the condo units. (Late 90s)

I was in one unit, covered in dust and sweat, installing the box in the wall when the owner started asking about computers. She never had one at home, and figured she should get one since she has Internet.

Being a computer guy, I was happy to answer her questions. It soon became obvious she didn’t have a clue, and she finally asked if I would go to the store with her, to make sure she didn’t get scammed, and she would pay me for the help. No problem, I figured. We decided to meet Saturday at the local big box store.

The Professor’s Penchant [Str8] [fM] [blkmail]

Sam had always had a knack for science, ever since she was a little girl. Her parents had gotten her one of those build-your-own experiment kits when she was seven, and she had spent hours playing with magnets, constructing a potato clock, and peering through the toy microscope that came with it. Of course, she was quite intelligent – top of her class all the way through high school, she padded her resume with just the right amount of extracurricular activities to land herself a spot at a prestigious university, the name of which must be withheld here for confidentiality purposes. And so, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and having so successfully navigated academic life for the past decade and a half, Sam entered college this year with plans to become the world’s most renowned microbiologist. That was, of course, until she met him.

[MF] My first encounter, of the truly rough kind

There I was one Thursday evening trying to make plans for Friday by scrolling through tinder to see what I can find. I end up matching this gorgeous blue eyed, porcelain skin, brunette 20 year old woman that I just couldn’t ever imagine being on tinder, let alone talk to. We end up conversing for a little, and end up making plans for Friday night. We head out to dinner and had an amazing time. I asked her if she wanted to call it a night, or do something else, she asked if she could come over and watch a movie. Of course I said yes. We got about half way through the movie and I started making my moves. She accepted and one thing led to another and we ended up in my room. She was taking my clothes off so fast that I didn’t even get a chance to help her with hers.

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I want you to cum for me. I want you to imagine I’m sucking your dick. You can feel my hot breath on your chest as my tongue slides slowly down, my hands on your balls, squeezing gently. Feel my lips wrap around the head of your cock, touching nothing else, just my tongue swirling around slowly. My mouth slides all the way down to the base of your dick. I suck, hard. Just once. But it’s enough for you to feel like I’m pulling the cum out of your balls. I start working my lips, pressed tight against your hard cock, up ad down, back and forth. Put your hand in my hair and guide my speed. Force me all the way down, hard. Feel me gag but keep forcing me. My hands are still on your balls, massaging. I slide off your dick and spend some time licking and sucking you balls, not just the skin around your nuts, but your actual balls. I’ll take them both into my mouth and you’ll be in heaven. When I let your balls fall out of my mouth, you’ll whimper, but that will quickly turn into a moan when I take your whole dick in my warm mouth again. I waste no time here, sliding hard and fast. Twist your fingers in my hair. Squeeze my ass and tits. Smack me. Pull my hair. Moan. Say my name. Hold my head steady and give three hard, deep thrusts and empty your balls into my mouth. I’ll slide down so my lips are around just the head and I’ll suck hard, pulling more cum out than you ever thought possible. At the same time, my hands move to your balls and taint, rubbing hard. You’ll keep cumming and orgasming longer and harder than you ever thought possible.

[MF] I ate my cousin’s ass

About two weeks ago my cousin and I were at at party with friends. We had a really fun time and both of us ended up drinking a little too much. I honestly don’t remember what happened, all I know is that one of my friends dropped us off at home when the party was over. The next morning I woke up on the couch and my cousin was in my room and so she got up and left home, nothing out of the ordinary. But a couple days later she texted me asking if I was home saying that she needed to show me something and that is was an emergency. So she came over and she looked freaked out and said she needed to show me a video. I said OK and she pulled out her phone and showed me a video that was recorded the night of the party. She was laying on her stomach in my bed and was recording with her phone while I ate her ass. Every now and then she let out a moan or rubbed my head while I licked her butt. The video was about 5 min long but I don’t remember any of it. It was extremely awkward and we talked about and agreed that it was nothing to worry about since none of us remember it happening. Things have gotten better since then but there are still awkward moments. The other day she came over and I couldn’t get the video out of my head and she caught me looking at her butt and she said “you hungry?” I just said “what?” And she chuckled and told me she was kidding and winked at me. I also catch her staring at me sometimes, what do I do

First time I jacked him off [FM]

Alright so boyfriend and I have been together for a year and a half. We’re still learning things about each other sexually and just recently he ate my pussy for the first time, and I sucked his dick for the first time too. so onto what just happened not even ten minutes ago.

I started my period today and of course I was horny as ever. I’ve been really into wanting to suck his dick so I told him to go take a shower and I would suck his dick tonight. Straight out of the shower to the bed we made out a little then I went to sucking on that thick pink dick of his. Tried to deep throat very slowly a few times but focused more on the head since I know that’s a key point for dudes. After 10-15 minutes he said I should jack him off. Grabbed some lube and went to town, watching his beautiful face smile with pleasure. Then we agreed it would be better for him to stand up so he stood up, I took my shirt off and jacked him off while he grabbed my tits and smiled at me from above. When I wasn’t doing so well (cause I haven’t jacked off too many men in my life) he showed me he like to be gripped tight so I gripped tight until he came all over my chest, hands and glasses covered face.

[mf] Fingered in the fitting room. A short story about a very public orgasm.

Another true story. I was 21, it was summer, and I was out shopping with my boyfriend. I was feeling pretty good. A year after giving birth I had a daughter, a steady and lovely boyfriend, and I was back at uni and back on my course.

Being in a relationship had given me the incentive to get myself to the gym. When we met I still had lots of extra post-partum fat still hanging around, and though he never seemed to mind, I wanted my body back the way it was. After a few months at the gym and running around London’s parks, I really felt I was there. I was slim, toned and fit – and I decided to buy some sexy new clothes to celebrate.

We went to a few stores, my bf was patient rather than really interested but he took part and gave opinions while I tried things on.

In M&S I picked up 4 or 5 new bras. After pregnancy, breastfeeding and all the changes to my boobs I wanted to treat myself to some lovely new ones in a proper size.

In my head [mf] [fantasy] [oral]

“How can you look so innocent with me down your throat like this” he asks.

And I look up at him. Large brown meeting pale half lidded eyes. I’d love to smirk but my lips are occupied. Stretched over the expanse of his shaft. My hands are still in my lap at this time. Still partially wet from stroking him as I worked him deep within my mouth. And surprisingly this kneeling position is quite comfortable. More than I’d have thought considering the hard wood of the floor against my knees. I can feel his long finger twitch in my hair and his thigh muscles shiver and quake with effort. I blink cutely at him and hum with acknowledgement. The hum brings a nice hitch in his breath that spreads warmth throughout my body. As if I wasn’t already dripping with desire before I ended up here. I rake my nails lightly over pale thighs and start to bob my head. The resulting groan is everything and the sheer feeling of him filling me is intoxicating. His normal wordiness is replaced by harsh breathing and soft moans. And I am happy enough here on my knees that it might take an actual force of nature to move me. That force of nature of course, is the man himself. Tugging on my hair to pull me up off the floor before crashing his lips and teeth none to gently to my already wet and spit slicked mouth. I whimper. I run my hand up and down his back, into his hair, and, over his chest; and allow my breath to be stolen by him. Allowing him to breathe through me. I can feel him, hard and throbbing, against my stomach and the wetness at my core is slowly trickling down my legs.