The Taking of Ms M

I've been working at your office for 3 weeks as an Intern. You are my direct supervisor. I really need this job, and you know it. For the past week, when no one can back up my claims, you call me "Limp Dick" because you found a prescription for Viagra in my desk. You think this is hilarious because I am so young.

It is late Friday night and you've taken particular pleasure in picking an intern and making them stay late on Fridays working on your "personal" projects. Finishing the grunt work you couldn't give a fuck about.

You've been expecting me to deliver finished the necessary paperwork for an important account for the last hour.

Annoyed, bordering on infuriated you have spent the last 15 minutes searching for me – when you find me in the break room. I've taken my tie off, undone my shirt buttons and have almost opened one of your special coffees from the break room fridge.

You are completely livid rushing to within an inch of my face you begin your famous screaming rampage.

Lights in the Harbor (part 2) [FM] [str8] [strangers] [exh!]

For the build up to the action, please see Part 1.


My palms flatten against the window as his weight shifts forward against me. The bulge of his cock presses against my ass. I grow wetter at the feel of it through the multiple layers of fabric that separate us. His tongue flicks small circles down my neck and to my shoulder. With the light touches from his mouth I can barely think at all, only crave more from him. I let out a soft moan, the steam collecting in a widening circle on the window between my hands, and he growls to hear it. My nipples bounce in the air when he releases them from his hands.

His fingers are paused at the button of my pants. I want to move his fingers with mine, show him exactly what I want him to do, but cutting through my desire is the knowledge that's not how he wants to play this game. Again his smooth jaw brushes against my ear, "May I?"

Katrina in Thailand (FMm exh reluc)

Much of this is fact, some is fiction, I will let you decide. The pics are posted, fact. If you enjoy this story please comment and I will consider writing the sequels detailing my compliant wife's exhibitionism. Enjoy.

On holiday in Thailand, we were out late, drinking. Katrina wore heeled sandals and a short, blue denim, front-buttoned dress. She looked great.

Katrina likes a drink and can get wild if the mood takes her. This particular evening, the mood most definitely took her.

We were talking. A group of three guys started being very suggestive towards Katrina. “Show us yours tits" was the typical crude request.

After a while I heard her say, quite matter of factly, “If you want to see my tits, go to the beach tomorrow. I'll be half naked there."

She seemed a little annoyed at the event, and more so when I suggested she should show her tits. We were both getting progressively drunk. I ordinarily would not make such a suggestion.

The three guys eventually got bored and left. Soon afterward, five other guys came into the bar. Four were in their forties or fifties and one was younger. We all got to talking and it was all very friendly as the talk progressed from risqué to just plain rude.

[M/F] Theater class

Im bored as fuck right now. Seriously. And I really really wanted to fuck this girl in college. Portions of this are true. A lot is fiction. Anyway… here goes…

I first heard Leigh sing in freshman year. She was a chubby girl with lungs like air balloons and a range that surprised just about everyone in class. During class breaks, id sit outside with her and the other juniors. Watching them smoke cigarettes and dance in the courtyard. The sun always turned her red hair into a dark brown.

The first time we spoke was back stage at a show. I rushed back stage between scenes for a costume change. When I couldnt find my pants, Leigh fished them out from behind a crate of props. I dusted them off and said thanks.

She took a look at my boxers, I saw her eyes scan my bulge. "No," Leigh said, "thank you."

Then I was back out in the limelight. Twice I caught her watching me when I had the chance to look over at the wings.

MM (My First…)

I have been surfing the net , looking for a site where I can find a discreet nice handsome guy to fullfill some fantasy that keep popping into my head for a long long time. It so hard to find a honest guy when you are of different race, married and in you 40's looking for great handsome white Guy. I am of Shri Lankan origin, dark but average all round.

Lucky me on that day , I found my fantasy man. He invited me to his place. I am all excited and very curious on what my mystery man has up his sleeves.

Reaching his home my heart pounding as I press the door bell. To my surprise, I think my heart leap into my trout preventing me from answering his hello. He introduced himself as GP , a tall 6'1" well shaped handsome guy with a out-of-the-world smile that melted you..

With out stretch hands he took mine smiling and closed the door behind us. By this time I can feel my heart wanted to escape my body.. It is pounding away in its own rhythm.

Lights in the Harbor (part 1) [MF] [str8] [strangers] [exh?]

As tired as I am from my long flight, I feel so keyed up I won't be able to sleep right now if I tried. To get my mind off tomorrow's long schedule of meetings, I drop my bags in my hotel room and stop in to the bar across the street. It's a Sunday night in the financial district, so while this place might be hopping with investment bankers at Friday happy hour, right now the atmosphere is quiet and relaxed. It's perfect to unwind with a beer and the crossword puzzle I started on the plane.

I'm stuck on one of the long clues. I could work on the intersecting words, but I can feel the correct phrase dancing just out of reach. I stare off in front of me, sipping at my beer, thinking through the riddle. Suddenly I realize there's a man in my direct line of sight a few tables away. Not wanting to appear to stare, I quickly dart my eyes away but he seems so enthralled in his trade magazine I let my attention return to him. He's the archetype of tall, dark, and handsome and obviously traveling for business himself. The dress shirt, unbuttoned at the collar and rolled up at the sleeves, gives him a slightly disheveled look that contrasts with neatness of his clean-shaven jaw. As he reads his article I fantasize about tearing through the remaining buttons on his shirt.

Emmy’s games (Part 2) [Msub, Fdom, anal, exh, huml, swing, voy]

This is a continuation on from the 'A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties' and the second part to 'Emmy's games'.

Previous series here: A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties

A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 2

A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 3

Emmy's games Part 1


“Well? Did Suzie help you fill the condom some more?” says the text from Emmy.

I had just pulled my trousers back on after being jerked off by Suzie into a condom, which I had filled for the second time today whilst wearing panties Emmy had instructed me to wear. The stockings Suzie helped me put on feel amazing underneath my jeans. I can feel their tight grip on my thighs and the fabric rub against the inside of my trousers when I move which is a constant reminder of their sexyness.

“Yes, fucking hell, Suzie is hot! And this condom is already filling up!” I text back to Emmy.

Bellman makes threesome fantasy come true! MFM

It's January, my husband and I have been anticipating our much over due trip to Las Vegas. Normally we go 3 times a year but the last year work and kids have really been to busy to leave. We finally land and the limo takes us on our short ride to the Hotel. We have been talking dirty to each other the entire flight and we are needing to get out some toys and kick off some clothes. We are one hour to early to check in and now leaving our bags with the bell desk and headed for a drink. Before we get to the bar my husbands hone rings and they have a room early. "Yes we want it" score, upgrade to a suite! We get the key (card) and off to the room. They will send the bags in about an hour because of all the check ins. Off we go to release!

Tanning and a Garden Hose [mf]

Jennifer spread her beach towel on the back porch of her parent’s house. It was the perfect day to catch some rays. With no one home, she had put on her brand new microkini to get the best tan. It was made of a sheer yellow fabric, with a bandeau top and triangle bottom. Looking down she could see the outline of her nipples perking up through the sheer fabric. Even on this hot summer day they were hard and perched high on her breasts. The back of the triangle bottoms was so small it slipped right in her crack as she sat down to put on tanning lotion, and even the front part started to slip in between her lips. Enjoying the pressure on her crotch, she got ready to spread the white lotion all over her body. Not wanting to get any cream in her long brown hair, Jennifer tied it in a loose bun at the top of her head.

[Short Story] The Gender Bender Mystery Vol. 1 (Gender Transformation Erotica) free book in comment

Thx for taking a look. Here's a link to the torrent.

Sonny, a 25 year old out-of-work web designer, wakes up one morning to find a mysterious woman in his bed, but if he thought the surprise ended there he was in for a shocker when his body suddenly transformed into that of a female.

Left with no explanation, he becomes forced to live as a woman until he can find a way to transform back. There’s just some problems with that plan. The people around him become unexpectedly aroused for no reason, and there seems to be a strange power associated with his transformation.

The question is, will Sonny figure it out the mystery surrounding his transformation before he ruins his life, or will he be doomed into becoming a sex slave for the people pulling the strings?

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