The Rebellious Stepdaughter, Part 4 [MMMf][bd][blkmail][drugs][inc][nc]

I found my old friend Jacob's number in my phone, and gave him a call. As the phone rang, I walked upstairs towards Carrie's bedroom. I stepped over the wooden shards on the floor, reminiscent of last night's fit of rage. Just as I entered, Jacob picked up the phone. A gruff voice boomed over the line, "Hey, look who it is! You fucking douchebag. How's life been since that frosty bitch cut off your balls?"

"Nice to talk to you again too, asshole" I said. "I'm actively getting my balls back, as a matter of fact. That's why I called." Jacob and his friend Cass were the two guys I ran with years ago before getting married to my wife. I took endless shit from them for being "hen-pecked" and "whipped". Once upon a time, I was a badass motherfucker. Drugs, guns, you name it. Everything changed when I met my wife. She "cleaned me up", got me sober, and now only my hidden tattoos give any hint as to my dark past. I rationalized the loss of my old persona as a fair price for the sex (in the beginning, my wife had been a sex goddess). Now that was all gone, and it was time to become an alpha again. Read more »

Alec and Brianna (6 of 10) [MF] [Dark] [Smoking] [Running] [voy] [huml] [Roleplay]

BRIANNA

Your covert study of my every move has revealed a tantalizing little secret – I appear to have a crush on my personal trainer, Langston. And even better, I am hiding my smoking habit from him.

You watch with mild fascination the first time he comes over while you are away. You notice, an hour before my session, that I start to get ready – I shower, brush my teeth, dress, put up my hair, and apply light perfume and make-up. But contrary to my regular habits, I keep my cigarettes hidden and out of reach. Then, even though my training sessions with Langston are two hours long, I still refrain until after he has left our house.

While I am with Langston, you notice that I am cheerful and friendly. I often ask him to help me get into a particular pose or to show me which muscles I am working – both of which require him to touch and manipulate my body. For his part, Langston is cordial, but you cannot tell if he has any particular affection for me. If he does, his professionalism keeps his desires in check. Read more »

Alec and Brianna (5 of 10) [MF] [Dark] [Smoking] [Running] [Smoking-voy] [Fdom] [prost] [Roleplay]

BRIANNA

“You made good time today – only 47 minutes,” you casually comment. “I was thinking about that 5K coming up in February…” you pause.

“What about it?” I ask, taking a final drag from my cigarette.

“I bet you could do the half-marathon instead…if you wanted to. A 5K isn’t a challenge for you. Why not do the half-marathon? You’ve got 6 weeks to train for it.”

I eye you curiously. You’ve never been particularly interested in my running before, and you’ve never challenged me to take on harder runs. I don’t entirely trust you, but you’ve stimulated my competitive nature. “You know I did a couple triathlons before we met,” I brag.

You pass me your pack of cigarettes. I absently take one and start to smoke.

You smile as I play into your hand. “How did you feel when you were done?”

“It’s amazing,” I say, smoke streaming from my mouth. “The adrenaline rush is wonderful. And you are tried, but you feel so energized…” I stop to take another drag from my cigarette.

“So do a half-marathon in February then.”

“Okay. I will,” I am beaming as I accept your challenge. Read more »

Alec and Brianna (4 of 10) [MF] [Dark] [Smoking] [Coughing] [Running] [huml] [Roleplay]

ALEC

I am overjoyed with the progress that I made with you during our honeymoon. I have changed you from a pure sweetie to a nicotine jonsing addict in the space of a month. And I am excited by the possibilities yet to come. For it is not enough for me that you have given in to my coercion. You must love smoking. You must crave it.

For the next several months I undertake a simple course of Pavlovian conditioning. On those days you smoke heavily, I reward you with gifts, approval, and passionate lovemaking. On other days, I act moody, speak little, and turn away from you in bed. The technique has its effects. Gradually, without meaning to, you increase your intake day by day, week by week. You go from ten cigarettes to twenty. The day you smoke thirty for the first time I keep you up half the night with torrid romance. I even love it that you interrupt our play twice to get another fix. Read more »

Roommates (by request) – [MF, panties]

Once again, your roommate has left all of her panties out to dry all over the apartment. You pick up the closest pair, a black lacy thong and feel the material between your fingers.

Why did it feel so good? And why could you picture her wearing them… and only them?

With your eyes closed, lost in the thought of seeing her in them, you didn't hear her open the door…

"What are you doing with those?"

"I, uh, nothing… You really shouldn't leave them to dry everywhere."

"Looks to me like you might like it," she says with her eyes at your waist.

You instinctively try to cover up as she moves closer to you.

"If you like those, you'll love the ones I have on now… Red is your favorite color, right?" she said with a wink.

What was happening?

"I've been hoping you'd notice me for a while now, but you haven't said anything. I was worried that you didn't find me attractive."

Still in awe, you're frozen as she moves closer to you.

"I… No, you're very attractive. I didn't know you thought of me like that." Read more »

The Rebellious Stepdaughter, Part 3 [Mf][bd][inc][nc]

Waking up the next morning, I am at once thrilled and terrified as the memories of yesterday's events come flooding back to me. My primal brain is thrilled that I finally got to fuck the voluptuous teen siren with whom I've been sharing a roof for years. My rational brain, however, is spinning through the consequences of my actions. Carrie has friends who are going to come looking for her. Her mom is going to want to hear from her. Luckily it's summertime, so there's no school to consider. I decide that I can manage her texts and keep her mother and friends at bay for the moment. Carrie herself, though, is a more formidable problem. I have two choices: one, I could kill her and claim that she ran away, which she is just rebellious enough to do. I don't have that in me, though – I may be a rapist, but not a murderer! Option #2 is that I could do my best to break her and turn her into an obedient slave by the time her mother gets home. I don't know enough about Stockholm Syndrome and its kin to know whether a month is enough time for this to happen, but it's a better working plan than murder. Which would be a terrible waste, after all. Read more »

The Fisherman [MF][Strangers]

She'd been coming to the lake house since she was a little girl. Late summer was her favorite time to visit. Full green leaves, lightning bugs under the trees in the yard of the lake house, lazy turtles on tree limbs by the shore. She needed this weekend alone. It had been a long time since she been totally alone; living with a roommate and working in an elementary school kept her surrounded and busy.

She stretched out on the the big, pink beach towel on the sandy beach in front of the lake house. She was on her stomach letting her toes feel the sand. The cove here was always quiet, always private. She heard him before she saw him, the putt-putt sound of a trolling motor rounding the bend into the quiet waters of the cove. She turned her head to look over her shoulder.

In a low green fishing boat sat a blond-haired man with his shirt off… one hand on the motor, one hand holding a fishing rod. He still hadn't seen her laying there on the beach towel in last year's bikini she knew was a bit too small She wore it today to get maximum sun; the warm rays soaking every curve she'd exposed. Her long brown hair was piled in a loose bun on top of her head. She could see his muscled arms even from the beach. His hair was a little too long and curly. Read more »

The Falls by Tristan Kane (MC, MF)

She slipped and her foot dangled over the edge of the muddy trail and hundreds of tiny rocks cascaded against the valley below causing her heart to beat in her chest knowing she was just seconds from death. At this moment, she realized that the warning signs posted at the trails entrance and along the trail itself were not just a cautious attempt to curb tourist attention, but a truly dangerous warning. Her husband reached her just in time, grabbing her hand with his and hoisting her back up to the narrow dirt trail above the green lush valley below. Holding her close with her orange bikini covered breasts pressed into his shirtless body gave her the comfort she needed and he said “That is why this trail and waterfall have been off limits to the public since 1999.” Her chest expanding, she finally was able to catch her breath. Her grip on him was as tight as ever and he leaned down to kiss her providing a sense of security she had felt often when they were together. The adrenaline flowing through her veins did little to subdue the burning in her legs that was caused by the long hike into one of the most secluded spots on the northern shore of Oahu. The hike to Sacred Falls was not only dangerous but was said by the locals to be haunted by the Hawaiian demigod, Kamapua’a. The mischievous demigod was said to be the cause of the 1999 landslide that took the lives of 8 visitors. They had chosen this spot for its seclusion and of course for the danger. The old rusty yellow gate at the entrance displayed a sign warning visitors of the danger that lie ahead, but they didn’t heed its warning. Read more »

Garden Party[FM] (Part 3 Ending)

Jason was in ecstasy as Kate moved up and down his shaft. She treated his cock so well, kissing it ever so frequently. Waves of pleasure hit him every time she stroked his shaft with her hand, every time she teased him by biting the foreskin softly. He suddenly grabbed her hair when he knew he couldn't take it no longer. He wouldn't be out done by a woman so quickly. He pulled her up and pushed her against the wall harshly. Kate let out a loud moan, which he stifled by covering her mouth. She could feel his hot cock pressed against the fabric of her skirt and begging to fuck her pussy. He dug out her panties from his mouth and whispered "You're a dirty woman Kate". Kate's chest heaved and her nipples hurt, pressed as they were against the cold wood of the barn. Jason lowered her skirt and gave her butt cheeks a tight slap. The sound resonated in the shed. Outside the party people were still chatting, oblivious to their surroundings. Read more »

[fantasy][M][f]The Professor

It was just another school day for Jany, a normal high school senior, she was sitting in class like the rest of her classmates and daydreaming about many things. But unlike her classmates she didnt daydream about the seaside or about the fun time being not in school, her dreams were very very naughty, sex was constantly on her mind. But she didnt like the boys that were her age, they couldnt make her cum, she tried a few of them but they were just not good enough. As she was daydreaming about a wonderful night with a good looking guy, the bell rang and class was about to start. Mrs. Shelbey should come in any minute. The door opens but instead of the usual teacher getting in and starting the class, a tall male teacher enters. Read more »