Just World Theory Part 2

“Yo Chang.”

“Bruh?”

“Hit the exits my dude.”

Chang hung up and ran.

Two Israeli security guards pounded the stairs with heavy boots.

“That’s not David Helms!” The hulking guards shouted, pointing at Chang.

Chang ran outside into a waiting car. Security couldn’t pursue off their property. Just to be safe, Cavaggio used a fake car service account with a prepaid Visa. They could have connections to law enforcement. Besides, he already had a fake account for personal reasons so it wasn’t hard. He hung up his phone and pulled Chang into the ride. It didn’t matter if they got the plates.

“Helms, David” Chang panted.

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“Helms, David” Cavaggio slipped a piece of paper to Harper, along with the fob she’d swiped off her “acquaintance” at the alumni club.

She held it up in the air and walked a slow strut toward the exit.

She stopped in the threshold and put her hand on the wall.

“Boys?”

She tapped her painted fingernails on the molding’s edge sequentially. She turned and looked over her shoulder.

“Yes Ms Grais?”

“Since you did so well, could you do me one more little favor?” Read more »

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Just World Theory Part 1

“Which one of you boys could handle a top secret special assignment?”

Harper Grais crossed her legs on Cavaggio’s desk and made eye contact with the new junior engineer, Chang.

“Boyos, give us a minute” Frankie Cavaggio barked over his shoulder, still staring at Harper from the corner of his eye.

The other IT guys fled the basement server room as Cavaggio, flustered, gathered himself.

“Ms Grais anything. Miss. Ma’am”

Chang’s face turned bright red as Harper adjusted her skirt and puckered her red lips.

“Wonderful. Here’s the super secret assignment. Head down to P. S. Harrington’s…”

“The bank?”

“Yes Frankie, the bank. Well, technically, private equity firm.”

“Ok”

“And find out whose security badge this is.”

Harper placed a black plastic fob on the desk that had “P. S. Harrington” impressed on the face of it.

Frankie Cavaggio had a background in computer hacking and social engineering. He was never caught so he “went legit” and made his way into a relatively comfortable information security post at the United States Attorney’s office. Read more »

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My first stranger [MF]

I was a faithful wife for many years but eventually my inner slut needed to return. I met Terry on AFF. I was talking to several guys but wasn’t brave enough to meet anyone. He convinced me to let him be the first. He picked me up close to where I worked. I could not believe I was sitting next to a stranger I was probably going to fuck. He must have seen I was freaking out and told me nothing had to happen. He said he had a quiet spot in mind where we could sit and talk and see what happens.

He parked and reassured me we didn’t have to do anything but offered to take me to the back seat of his SUV. I nodded. He walked around to open my door and I jumped out and opened the next door for me to climb back in. He was a really big guy with a dominant presence. He ordered me to lay on my back. He peeled off my jeans and panties and lightly slapped my pussy. He slapped it again, this time a lot harder. I was shocked but totally loved it. He positioned my legs over his shoulders, grabbed my hips and pulled me towards him until his face was buried between my legs. He sucked my clit. After a minute he said he was going to fuck me. In what seemed like one motion he unzipped, pulled out his cock and climbed on top of me. He forced my legs apart with his knee and shoved his cock in my twat. He pounded me hard until he filled my pussy with his cum. Read more »

Holiday Three-Way [MFF] [prost] [bd]

“Are you ready for your favorite holiday tradition, my love?” asked the sexiest, most loving voice in the world?

“I’m ready, Erin,” replied an excited Benjamin Alanzo. “I’m so goddamn ready!”

“I can see that,” she laughed. “You’re more excited than usual.”

“What can I say? I’m full of Christmas spirit!”

Ben laughed along with his beautiful wife, Erin. He couldn’t help but be a little giddy. It was Christmas Eve. It was snowing outside. Tomorrow morning, they were going to spend the day with his parents where they would open presents, drink eggnog, and celebrate the holiday. However, that was only his second favorite tradition. His most favorite was just about to unfold.

“Um…can we take the blindfold off now?” said another female voice that sounded more humored than excited.

“Sure! I think we’ve kept him waiting long enough,” said Erin playfully. “Would you like to do the honors?”

“Is that also part of the tradition?”

“It is, actually. Go ahead! Share it with us.”

The other woman sounded both curious and intrigued. That was to be expected. He and Erin understood that their idea of a “holiday tradition” varied considerably compared to most married couples. Whereas some visited grandparents or baked gingerbread cookies, he and Erin opted for something a little kinkier. Read more »

[MF] Fun during holidays

Long time lurker here, decided to create an account to told you that story (sorry for the bad english)

I work as a receptionist on a 4* beach resort near Cancun in Mexico, a few days ago the party team organized a dancing night (those who the parents are drunk and kids plays together by the pool).

During that night one of my colleague Arturo which is the party team lead began to flirt with that woman while she’s on vacation with her husband and children. I don’t know the whole story there because it was only told to me but later that night they went to the bathroom together while another colleague kept the husband busy somewhere else.

The next morning after staff briefing Arturo told us that she wasnt on birth control and no condoms so she asked him to fuck her ass, what he did willingly (couldn’t get more details here sorry)

I swear if you’d seen the wife you wouldn’t believe she was that kind of woman, people can be so unpredictable !

Later that morning, the husband is coming to me at the reception desk asking for pharmacy direction and/or medication for his wife, because : “she’s aparently suffering from hemorroids, probably due to spicy food” Read more »

My Husband’s Cuckold Experience [FMM]

After having a kid we decided to explore as much of our sexuality as possible and we got drunk one night and went through MojoUpgrade. My list was almost all exhibitionism stuff and bdsm, but my husband, being pretty vanilla when we met had a longer list. Pegging, threesomes, swinging, Cuckolding – he basically just said yes to everything on MojoUpgrade. I told him I’d do anything as long as it didn’t put me in jail, lose my job, or put us in danger.

A few months after I gave birth we got back to swinging with this couple who we took a break from half way through my pregnancy. They are super awesome and Rob, the husband, is very dominant. Mindy is way more submissive – so they make a good couple. I like Rob a lot because he’s so dominant and creative, and my husband, not so much. But, that’s why he likes Mindy, she has this secret femdom side that she gets to take out on my husband. So we do a lot of separate room stuff and we’ve traveled alone with the other person a few times. Read more »

First anal for my young lover [MF]

Being in an open relationship with my girlfriend definitely has its perks, like being able to sleep with a much younger girl that works in the same building I do.

Cassie looks like a typical office/front desk employee. But under the prim and proper work exterior a hard-partying, tattooed rocker girl (with one or two daddy issues) is hidden.

When I hooked up with her for the first time Cassie summarily denied anal. With a little bit of convincing every now and then however I convinced her to work up to it however.

It took some doing getting her ready. Playing with her lovely, perky bottom is definitely something I looked forward to. So after a period of careful preparation the day had come.

We met for dinner after work. And while Cassie normally is a hard drinker too, I could tell by the way she nursing her drink and looking uncharacteristically insecure, that she was nervous.

So when we were back at my and my girlfriend’s place, (She was out of town for work) I decided to be more gentle with Cassie. Normally she likes it at least a little rough, but I think the prospect of taking it up her other hole had nerves in disarray enough. Read more »

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 3 [incest, mom/son, BDSM, enslavement, slow, mast, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother,

by DiscipleN

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– – – a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” – – –

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Chapter 3

Robert snapped open the box cutter’s release. He placed its razor edge just under the girdle’s hem, careful not to slice his mom. From a gentle sawing motion, the stretched material slowly peeled off of her broad cheek as he cut.

Something was happening to her girdle. It felt looser at the base. One of them was cutting it off of her ass! “No!” She hissed into her gag.

“Shhh, Mom. Keep still or I’ll cut you.” To Joan, it sounded more like a threat than a warning.

As the tight material split away, both boys could see the results of their swatting. Red marks crisscrossed their mother’s upper thighs. The wide but shallow welts ran up under her plain, white panty. Its cotton was thick enough to hide the bulk of their effort.

Abruptly, the girdle’s last threads, ripped! It fell to the floor. The sharp sound reminded her of being struck. Joan’s ass flinched and wobbled. Read more »

My afternoon yesterday: plugged, waiting for him to come home and [F]uck me

“I want to tie you up tonight” he texted me, around noon. Five fuckless hours to go.

“So, I should be waiting in bed for you?”

“Yes, put a plug in and don’t touch yourself ?”

Fuck. I couldn’t concentrate on work anymore. My stuffy, windowless office pressed in on me. Middle aged women in the hall erupted in laughter. Fuck me.

I left at 3:30, couldn’t take it anymore. The holidays are so close, there’s nothing to do, and I’m aching for him. If I weren’t so turned on, I’d be uncomfortable.

I start straightening up the bedroom, neatening the sheets, putting away junk on the nightstand, turning on some mood lighting, just in case he felt like filming it this time. I eye the drawer with my vibrator in it… Release is so close. But no. I can’t. I need him.

I opt for some personal grooming instead. Frankly, it’s been awhile. It’s cold out, and sitting naked and spread legged for 20 minutes, meticulously shaving delicate skin, hasn’t seemed appealing. But warmth is radiating off my skin and flushing my cheeks, so now seems like a good time. I leave one patch–I never cared for the bald look–and focus my attention on getting my skin as smooth as possible. Read more »