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FORLEALELA Chapters 3.5-4 [mF] [Fsub] [blkmail] [huml] [inc] [reluc] [exh]

Chapter 3.5: Outside

Even with such a lovely woman by his side, Rick was still self-conscious about himself on all aspects primarily because of his father. He looked at himself in the mirror wondering if he was ever going to be good enough. His mom an obvious babe and his father not a bad looking mad either, he wondered where the bad genes came from. He looked at himself in the mirror noticing the terrible acne plagued across his face. The triple chin of fat that made people wonder if he even had a neck. He had skin tags all over his body. Constantly greasy thin hair; he had started balding when he was just a boy. He was at least tall, but being obese didn’t really make that an attractive feature. It just scared away people even more. He had bleeding red stretch marks on his man boobs, arms, love handles, legs, calves, almost anywhere you could imagine. Rick was the definition of hideous.

At least the training was going well with his mother. He decided to treat her and take her out on a date. She had been practicing the makeup ever since she had gotten it done the first time. By now, it was identical to how the girl from the mall did it. Read more »

FORLEALELA Chapters 1-3 [mF] [Fsub] [blkmail] [huml] [inc] [reluc] [exh]

Chapter 1

Rick, a high school dropout-shut in living with his parents. His father, James, disowned him as a son, and only provides shelter out of pity. He ignores his existence and does not talk to the boy. His mother, Vanessa, checked out mentally years ago, and is more of a robot going through her daily routines. She does not despise her son but babies him instead. She is the only reason Rick was allowed to stay in the house. The relationship between husband and wife is more of a social obligation than any actual intimacy between the two persons. James regularly cheats on his wife with his secretary. Vanessa knows about his affair, but does not see a reason to bring it up. She’s indifferent about her situation. As mentioned before, she’s long since been gone. Read more »

[MFF]Our Naughty Night Out. Second post. Give me some feedback

I approach her as your eyes burn into me from across the room. I step in close and you read by our body language that introductions were made. Your curiosity is piqued and and your not quite sure what to expect next.

I caught her gaze a few times earlier in the evening just out of the corner of my eye. As I made eye contact, her's quickly darted away. You've noticed me noticing her all night. She appears to be just my type. Brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, short, with a curvy figure and a gorgeous ass. The complete opposite of you. Read more »

In the library [MF] [oral]

We're sitting alone across from each other at the library at a table nestled among the shelves. I glance up and catch you looking at me hungrily. I grin and put down my book, knocking my pencil off the table. I get out of my chair and start "searching" around for it under the table. Once i'm safely under the tablecloth i crawl over to your shapely legs, and tracing them back up i find that you're not wearing any panties. I smile as you shift forward in your chair expectantly, your moist lips just inches from mine. I feel you jerk as i begin to lick you up and down. I cover your pussy with my mouth, my tongue pushing in and out, in and out. You try to push away as you struggle to keep your composure, Your hand shaking too much to read your book, but i won't take no for an answer. I wrap my arms around your waist and press my mouth against you harder, switching to your clit as punishment for your hesitancy. On the top of the table you've given up all hope of appearing normal and are gripping the outside edges of the table, your face pressed into it's surface. You pray that a librarian won't stumble upon us as you cum, a short, muffled cry issuing from your lips as a warm, sweet liquid issues from your other ones, and i lap it up, leaving your dress spotless as you shake beneath my touch.

I need help finding a story

One of my devices broke and I lost all of my bookmarks. I will describe the story below.

Daughter of a politician who misbehaves is sent to therapy. Therapist hypnotizes "she's a dirty girl who needs to clean up her act". Her parents don't believe her because she's a delinquent. She starts masturbating in the shower (trying to get clean). She shaves her pussy to get more clean, her mom sends her back to therapy. A few months later an election is happening. Her dad is on stage giving a speech about the city is dirty and needs to clean up it's act. This triggers her and she shows how clean she is to the whole world (masturbates on stage) ruining the election. She then becomes a porn star.

The story might be something like "dirty girl cleans up her act" but I can't find it.

M4F Workout Partner [Cheat]

Howdy, I was tired of looking at the "new" and downright dark posts on other subs, so I've gone on a bit a quest to track down a lady who may enjoy a bit of a calendar-spanning rp where we create our own way through our own made up world.
I'm sure you're probably going to breeze through this, but should you find yourself in an un enjoyable rut, or if the prompt tickles your fancy one day, I'd be appreciative of someone who could collaborate for some mutual satisfaction.
Cheers!
I was hoping to find the mystery lady from the box (gym) I'm a part of. It seems like we're always among the last to leave after we've finished and everyone is done mulling around. I see your wedding ring, and figure there's no chance; but lately, I've been noticing you, noticing me.
We've shared so many ups and downs, overcame so many barriers already and we both enjoy doing what we though was impossible. If we had no interest in breaking boundaries, neither of us would be here. As we push out our sets, or gulp for air after AMRAP (as many reps as possible) we always laugh with each other; Or are we just laughing all together and I'm the only one who feels this? Everyday, I watch you walk out of here; Everyday I wish you'd look back…
Looking for: a fit lady, one who is truly dedicated to her body mind and health, to be my long term partner. I appreciate literacy, and a bit of wit, to keep us both involved with the story.
Description 25 M, 5'11, 213lbs, brown hair, green eyes, dark beard and tattooed.
Kinks: Legs, taut/tight features, workoutfits, ponytails, glasses, sex in public places, sex with clothes on, sex with chance of being caught.
No's: Blood, gore, poop, incest, no, no thank you.
As I stated, I'll be here should you come around, the (crude) prompt I've included is just a bit of frustration I've been handling as of late, but by no means, a necessity.
Au revoir

(M)y Big (F)at Gypsy Titwank

Gypsies, Pikeys, Travellers. They all mean the same around here.

I'm a security guard at a department store in town. You might not like it but it's my job to discriminate. I profile everyone who comes into my store. I play the percentages. It's what makes me good at my job.

That's why I knew what to look out for when a small crew of Gypsy girls came in last week.

They were lead by a girl who looked about 19 years old. She was petite and wore large hoop earrings. She was pale and her brown hair was scraped back into a tight bun. She wore a denim jacket and jeans. So far so typical.

What made her truly stand out was that she was carrying around a pair of truly enormous tits.

Her bra must have had some industrial wiring in it because her tits came out almost horizontally from her collarbone. She had a small back and was fairly petite.

She knew what she had and was more than happy to show them off to the world. That day she wore a tight fitting white tank top with a deep cut at the front exposing her cleavage. Read more »

Actual English professor here – hope none of you guys are my students! WARNING – BDSM CONTENT.

I come crawling into the room on all fours up to where you sit on the couch. I look at you and after a short while, you nod and I take your pants down. Then you make me sit and wait while you restrain only my legs (a reason for this – stay tuned).

I crawl up to you again and with your permission, I take you in my mouth. I take ALL of you in my mouth. I have the ability to suppress my gag reflex and I deep throat you and all you hear is that "ugh, ugh, ugh" sound a woman makes when she is taking it deep, deep down the throat. You pull my hair, hard, and tell me what a good girl I am. I suck on you hard, so hard – like I am trying to get every inch of you inside of me. After a while, you start to cum and I suck you harder so I can get your whole load. It fills my entire mouth, and I swallow it while "mmmming." There is so much, that it drips down my face and onto the floor. I use my fingers to mop up my face and and then lick them slowly – you taste so good I need every single ounce of you. Then I lie face down while I lick the floor to get whatever was left behind. Read more »

Breaking in a pornstar – Part 1 [Mdom][Fsub][Str8][bdsm]

"Hold the elevator please!" a female voice cried out. He held his briefcase forward to prevent the elevator doors from closing. A womans appeared around the corner in the hall. "Thank you so much." she said and hurried into the elevator. "No problem." he replied. The woman raised her hand in an effort to press the elevator button for the ground floor, but saw that it had already been pressed. He knew her from somewhere. "You're Gisele right?" the man enquired. "Uh, yeah." she replied. "Have we met before?" "No no. I know you from your work." He had spent many hours in front of the computer watching the very girl that now stood beside him. "Ah, I see." she said, less excited. "I don't get that alot anymore." The nooded in acknowledgement, then turned to face the elevator doors. Rumbling noise was now the only sound filling the small space. "Sorry, um… I just…" Gisele started. He looked over at her. "It's just that when guys meet me in person, they usually try hitting on me. Oh, this must sound so narscisitic, but I was just wondering why you're not." she swallowed. "I mean, you've seen my work, so you're probably not gay. I just…" "Well." he interrupted her. "Let's just say, I've seen your work and you're not my type." That was a complete lie. He had to focus. "Not your type?" she looked confused. "I don't think it would be as good in reality as you make it look on tape." Lies. Nothing but lies. It would most likely be amazing. "But I…" she gave up. She was not used to rejection, he could see that. "It all just seem a bit fake to me." he said. She look up at him. There it was. He saw it in her eyes. "What! No, look. I can prove it to you." she turned to him. "Just take me to your place and I'll prove that I'm the best fuck you'll ever have." He faked contemplation. But in his mind the matter was already settled. "Fine. If it'll make you stop." he handed her his business card. 'John L. Simmons – IT security counsultant' "Call me tomorrow." Baffled and intrigued Gisele remained in the elevator as he walked out. John could almost not believe it. Not only had he met Gisele, she was also on the hook. He had to play this cool; use her distaste for rejection against her. Read more »

An Awakening Story

Hannah struggles with her weight most of her young life. She is always paranoid about weight gain. She would step on her weight scale dozens times a day. She is only 22 but she is hoping to stay in top shape until her 50s… How is she going to keep a hot guy if she gets fat? All married women in her family have already got out of shapes. They all looked beautiful and slim when they were younger, but once they hit 30s, they gained much more weight.

They are married with kids, which explains why they just let themselves go, and they just seem so… happy having done so. Many women do let go once they get married, especially in this country.

Not that she looks down at her family. They are loving people, hard working, and supportive of Hannah. Her mom always put her daughters first, then the rest of her family, before herself. There is no sign of dwindling love between her parents either. If anything, their connect gets stronger over the years, to the point where dad would frequently express public affection to mom. Hannah would pretend to have goosebumps, and act like shaking from cold, whenever her parents act too lovey dovey. Deep down she envies them, secretly longing for such unconditional love… then maybe one day she can just be herself, like her mom. Read more »