Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 8: A Familiar Doctor

**Stacey**

Pressure in my head. Scratchy throat. Eyelids made of lead.

I woke up to a deep rumbling engine, and looked around, the sun’s rays attacking my irises. There were cars packed in neat rows from all sides, as if we were at a dealership, but upon further inspection they were from all years and brands. I’m in an outdoor parking lot, and alone.

‘Chris?’ I asked, my voice surprisingly small and hoarse.

‘I’m right here,’ his warm, masculine voice came from behind me. I heard something metal hit the pavement, and then the whirring of the Escalade’s trunk lowering. Relief replaced the initial pang of anxiousness when I laid eyes on him, his presence reassuring me.

He pushed a comfortable-looking wheelchair around to my side of the car before opening the door, the cool November air invading the cabin. ‘Here,’ he said as he lowered me onto the chair as easily as if I was a straw doll, and I gripped the hard muscles of his upper arm instinctively, providing me with a secure point where I could lean my weight.

[F]ucked by my boyfriends [M]Dad

I grew up as a Catholic. Went to a Catholic school and like all teenagers I had a rebellious side and in hindsight I possibly had something more to prove than a ‘normal’ girl. In fact the nun’s strict dogma and fear inducing talk of sex and how promiscuous women would go to hell just pushed me into a slutty lifestyle.

I easily found myself in a group of girls of similar mind to me who simply wanted to experience the world to the full. We were what you could imagine of girls on heat. We dressed and applied makeup will in excess of our years and easily blagged our way into night clubs and soon learnt how to join the VIP area for free and mix with the rich and powerful. Well actually it was the daddies that were powerful and the clientele were just the spoilt kids.

Over the summer we got ourselves well known in the ‘elite’ set and I soon had a steady boyfriend. He was 20 and I was only 16. I was well developed as a young girl sporting a 32D bust by this age which was firm and high on my chest. (It isn’t now). I was athletic and had the legs to match. With I short hem line and a low cut neck dress I passed as 21 without a problem.

[MF] The purpose of being uncut

There is some discussion on the Internet about the advantages of being cut/uncut, polls where girls vote for their preference and such. I want to share some sex experiences where being uncut has been useful for me because of my size. I am on the big side: 7 inches long and 5.8 around. Not huge but most girls will be impressed by this size. For me, being uncut makes it much easier to penetrate a girl and may spice things up a little:

1) Unexperienced girls. You have to be gentle, otherwise they will tell you *stop, it hurts, it’s too much*. Retract the foreskin to the point where the tip just starts showing, place yourself on the entrance and press gently. The pussy will grip the foreskin and it will retract as you push, removing the friction at the entrance, and you slide in. It makes a difference. I have tried retracting the foreskin completely before pushing and it is not uncommon to find that actually it won’t go in. I have had sex with two first-timers and this made things much easier.

2) Handjobs. I can’t get good blowjobs. This is compensated by handjobs: I don’t need oil, lube or anything. Just grab it and start playing up and down.

[MFM] Strangers at a Bar

I walk up to the bar and order and beer from the bar tender. I look around and see you sitting at the other end of the bar. You’re wearing that black slip dress I love, some very hot high heels, and a red lip, while tantalizingly sipping on a vodka soda.

I give the bartender my card and walk over to you. “Hey babe”
“Do I know you?” you respond with a bright, playful smile. I always enjoy it when you break out this little game.

I go with it, reach out my hand and introduce myself, “Joe”. “Hi Joe, I’m Sarah”, you say extending your hand towards me. I kiss your hand, “Pleasure to meet you.”

We begin chatting like strangers, keeping up the game for a while. I order us another round and notice a couple of guys circling the area and checking you out and decide to go use the bathroom.

As soon as I walk away, one of the best looking guys you noticed earlier approaches and introduces himself as “Justin”. He’s got a similar look and build to myself, and feeling flirty, you turn up the charm.

HotFlashes–Squaring Up: Starring the Serafems! [mf] [oral] [clothed sex] [drunk sex] [angry sex] [fantasy]

“Look, it’s getting late. I’m tired, and you scared off my chances of getting laid. So, unless you’re going to suck me off, go back to your friends and leave me alone.”

“Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“You sucking me off? No, you’re probably terrible.”

Ignis gave a long scoff.

“I’m great at everything. Including that.”

“I doubt it. Took you forty-five minutes to get out of a snare.”

“That’s different. These are two different things.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

He turned and started down the hallway.

“They are!”

“Whatever you say.”

“Fuck you, I can do anything.” She rested against the wall.

“Yep.”

“Oh, you bastard. I’ll show you!”

Pulling herself to her feet, she came from behind, gripping his shoulder and turning him around. Pushing him against the wall, she dropped to her knees.

“Ow,” she grumbled.

Fumbling with his belt, she tore his pants open and pulled him out, still soft.

“What? You’re not even halfway? Fine, be difficult.”

“Uh?”

She took him into her mouth, his body freshly shaved and smelling of soap. After a few pulls, she could feel him beginning to stiffen, each pump of his heart bringing him closer to his full size.

Adventures with [m]y best[f]riend Jean. Fooling around in the car

For those who aren’t familiar with my stories about my bestfriend Jean, here’s the links:
part 1. https://redd.it/7w2uhq
part 2. https://redd.it/7wzc3v
part 3. https://redd.it/7z3x70

Just a refresher, me and Jean are bestfriends and also office mates. She’s a secretary to one of our office’s associates, and I am one of the junior associates in our firm. Both of us are Asian, Filipinos to be precise, although Jean is more Korean/Japanese than Filipino. Jean is lean and athletic, has a pixie cut and is a real looker.

Since the time that we decided to make our tryst official, we regularly hooked-up whenever we can. Usually during lunch breaks by checking into a hotel or motel during lunch, sometimes after work at her place. We’d usually do this whenever we’re stressed or need to blow off some steam.

There was this one time, though, that I had to attend to a client and attend a hearing outside of the city. Since this was a big case I asked my senior partner if I could bring along Jean with me so that she could assist me since she was familiar with the case also, plus the client is somewhat a fashionista which was in Jean’s wheelhouse. The senior partner approved my request, and so Jean and I proceeded with this.

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

I love short women. There’s something about a short woman with a great figure that just makes me feel like I’m getting more than I bargained for. I’m not a tall guy at 5’10 but I’m talking about women that are 5’3 or shorter. Like Ariana Grande, she’s 5’ even and gorgeous – like a short 10, vs what society at large accepts as a true 10, like Adriana Lima – 5’10, Emily Ratajkowski 5’7.

What I like about the short girls are their proportions. Put Emily Ratajkowski’s tits on Ariana Grande and you’ve got a sports car more akin to a Lotus Elise than a Ferrari whatever – sexy, nimble, easy to handle and tons of fun.

So one night I’m shooting pool in a bar downtown. It’s college night and there’s a lot of good looking women around. The college down the road is known for drawing beautiful girls from the suburbs of New Jersey, Ohio and Pennsylvania. I had held the table for a little while and this good looking blonde walks up and puts quarters down for the next game.

“Can I get next?” She asked.

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

I love short women. There’s something about a short woman with a great figure that just makes me feel like I’m getting more than I bargained for. I’m not a tall guy at 5’10 but I’m talking about women that are 5’3 or shorter. Like Ariana Grande, she’s 5’ even and gorgeous – like a short 10, vs what society at large accepts as a true 10, like Adriana Lima – 5’10, Emily Ratajkowski 5’7.

What I like about the short girls are their proportions. Put Emily Ratajkowski’s tits on Ariana Grande and you’ve got a sports car more akin to a Lotus Elise than a Ferrari whatever – sexy, nimble, easy to handle and tons of fun.

So one night I’m shooting pool in a bar downtown. It’s college night and there’s a lot of good looking women around. The college down the road is known for drawing beautiful girls from the suburbs of New Jersey, Ohio and Pennsylvania. I had held the table for a little while and this good looking blonde walks up and puts quarters down for the next game.

“Can I get next?” She asked.

[Group] I called myself straight until 3 guys used my mouth

I’ve always thought of myself as straight, if only a little curious. In middle school I fooled around with a couple of guys my age but then spent almost 2 decades hooking up with only women.

Sometimes I would go on Craigslist and get turned on seeing what other guys were posting. A few times I would write to them about getting a quick blow job but I never followed through. Finally I answered an ad that kind of split the difference – a massage from a transsexual woman. She had a small cock that I played with a little bit while she blew me. I liked how it felt in my hand so I put my mouth on it to see how I liked that. It didn’t do much for me.

Over the next couple of years I responded to more ads and got more blow jobs from guys of all ages, shapes, and sizes. Sometimes in the steam room at the gym I would catch someone’s eye, and moments later would be cumming in his mouth.

[F] Tried out double penetration for the first time today, what an amazing experience

So my boyfriend and I have always been into trying new stuff, whether it’s masturbation or sex, solo or both of us involved; like anal masturbation in my previous post!

I pretty much told him the story I told you guys in my last post. How I stuffed the whole dildo in me until I could feel its base touching the opening of my anus, filling myself with cum in my pussy, and drenching my unprotected body in squirt. Now devoid of the fear of my ass getting filled – in fact, I SINCE I CAME SO HARD I QUIVERED UNCONTROLLABLY – we really wanted to try this out. We didn’t want to get a guy involved at first and thought about using his cum filled cock and a dildo. But nothing compared to the thought of both my holes being unforgivingly penetrated and pounded by two throbbing cocks, making my moan and squirm with every thrust.

The choices of guys were pretty small, they needed a big dick – to stuff every inch of my hole available. Good stamina – to ensure I scream for longer. And they gotta be close – so the experience is more personal and sensual.