Asking her to leave would just be rude… [MFM] [free use] [groping] [oral] [anal]

It’s been weeks. Aya’s still here. Still leaving the kitchen a mess. Still leaving her clothes everywhere. Refusing to help with any of the chores. Refusing even to clean up after herself.

I can’t even remember who invited her in, was it me? Clive, across the hall? Ilan, upstairs in the master? Maybe she came to a party here, crashed for the night? Maybe she’s a friend of a friend? Maybe she just walked in when someone left the door open.

It doesn’t even matter anymore.

She’s sitting on the couch, leaning back, watching tv, feet up on the ottoman. I sip my coffee, standing against kitchen counter, watching her watch tv. I could just ask her to leave. But it would be rude… considering.

I sit down next to her, my eyes trace her tanned, muscular legs, smooth, bare, completely exposed. She’s wearing these ridiculously tiny black panties, basically a string around the curve of her hips. Her pussy is covered but little else.

Her belly, flat, toned, disappears under a thin, white t-shirt. Her large breasts pull at the fabric, her dark nipples visible through the semi-transparent material. I can’t help myself, I reach out, place my fingers around her breast, squeeze it, feel its weight.

[MFF] I am a lucky bastard – part 2

Before I continue my story – link to part 1 in the comments.

So it is Tuesday I couldn’t get my mind thinking for something else besides tonight. I do have a responsible job which requires a lot of concentration so I decided to take a vacation and think about what’s coming.

Ana and Bella look a like a lot. They are not beautiful in a classic way and compared to some other girls in the place I live but they are charming as hell. Both are relatively the same height around 5 ft 1. Bella is with really white skin and Ana is a tone or two darker. They have maroon-blondish hair both very wild hairs. Brown eyes. Both have mid sized tits, Bella has a more bubbly ass and Ana’s ass slightly bigger but nice and tight. Both of them have always been very well maintained and they have almost no hair on their bodies. They both have perfect feet which very important for me. Bella is more like business attire girl and Ana is almost always casual. To be honest their third sister is beautiful and exotic, but I don’t think I have any chances there. Moving on.

The City in the City – A Freeuse Series – Part 6 – Entry Level Position [Wet][Anal]

“Can I see your qualifications?” the dark-haired older man said.

Cathy nodded and brought out her portfolio of all the work she had done for the university paper and the free-lance work done for the local papers. It was not a bad resume for someone only just turned twenty-two.

“Here you go, sir,” she said, nodding.

She looked out the window. The office was on the thirtieth floor. She couldn’t believe her luck that she had gotten an interview with CCFZ News. The only station with offices within the Zone.

The man, Tom, she reminded herself, stared in confusion down at the table in front of him. Then he looked up at her and laughed.

“No, not those qualifications. This is an entry level position. Entry level, understand?”

Now Cathy was the one looking at him in confusion.

“I’m talking about your body, girl. Undress for me.”

Cathy’s jaw fell open and her face flushed. Of course. She couldn’t believe she had been so naïve. Sighing she bit her lip and then started pulling her clothes off. A minute later she stood naked in front of the man in the suit. He stood up and walked around the desk.

The City in the City – A Freeuse Series – Part 6 – Entry Level Position [Wet][Anal]

“Can I see your qualifications?” the dark-haired older man said.

Cathy nodded and brought out her portfolio of all the work she had done for the university paper and the free-lance work done for the local papers. It was not a bad resume for someone only just turned twenty-two.

“Here you go, sir,” she said, nodding.

She looked out the window. The office was on the thirtieth floor. She couldn’t believe her luck that she had gotten an interview with CCFZ News. The only station with offices within the Zone.

The man, Tom, she reminded herself, stared in confusion down at the table in front of him. Then he looked up at her and laughed.

“No, not those qualifications. This is an entry level position. Entry level, understand?”

Now Cathy was the one looking at him in confusion.

“I’m talking about your body, girl. Undress for me.”

Cathy’s jaw fell open and her face flushed. Of course. She couldn’t believe she had been so naïve. Sighing she bit her lip and then started pulling her clothes off. A minute later she stood naked in front of the man in the suit. He stood up and walked around the desk.

Confession: I [M] Fuck Jolene [F] Repeatedly With Her Husband’s Consent

During the second half of 2009, I struck up a FWB relationship with Jolene (not her real name), a married woman in her 50s I met through OK Cupid. I already had a long-term thing going on with a married woman named Katie. You can click on my reddit handle to find the many posts about my times with her. Katie still wanted to see me but made it clear that she wanted full latitude to see others, and I felt I had slipped to her backburner. So I went looking for someone else too, with her encouragement.

You probably know how OK Cupid works. You create a profile and can run searches with the criteria you select — how far away do they live, what are they looking for and so on. In those days they had a category for married people looking for outside lovers. I am not sure they have it now. Remarkably, it was free of charge, even for men. I am not sure how they covered costs.

Brat Tales – Payback for sass [D/s] [M/f] [anal] [throat fucking] [orgasm denial/control]

I tried to clear my brain, think clearly & hold my resolve not to beg. I could imagine the smug smirk as he asked if I was regretting my earlier sassiness. A rhetorical question that I knew not to answer. 

I tried to pinch my lower lip between my teeth, almost causing me to lose the chain I had been instructed to hold in my mouth. I recaptured it just in time but the movement jerked it taut & the sharp tug on my nipples drew another mewling muffled moan from my throat. 

“calm, calm!” My inner voice tried to settle me but the tempest of intense sensation he was inflicting was overwhelming me. 

I earned this, I thought to myself, trying to concentrate on something other than the plug in my ass, the pump on my pussy, the egg vibrating in my cunt, the flogger on my thighs, the clamps on my nipples. 

I replayed our earlier text conversation that had given him the excuse to torture me this way. Not that he needed an excuse, of course, he just liked to taunt me with his justification when I gave him the opportunity. 

Touching myself on the beach and enjoying anal for breakfast [fm]

I’ve been on holiday at my families cabin for the last 8 days with my younger sister and her friend. We’re on a quaint lake in eastern Quebec, Canada and over the last few years have modernized the waterfront property into our perfect vacation house. With this came a semi private beach next to the large public water access point.

Being the only 30 year old in the house I tend to wake up before anyone and use this to grab my towel and sun lotion and head out to tan. Over the last few days I’ve made a habit of only putting on my bikini bottoms and [lay topless](https://www.reddit.com/r/VacationsGW/comments/i9znkp/why_didnt_anyone_approach_me_on_the_beach_f/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)for any passers by to see. As I lay there and wait for the beach to become busy the thought of being watched turns me on so much. It only takes 10 minutes for me to become soaked and need to flip over to my stomach so I can grind my clit into the sand and get off. After a few days I started bringing my small vibrator down to shove under my panties while I lay out for anyone to see.

[Anal] [Rape] [M,f] [Violence] [OC]

Adrianna looked at herself in the mirror as she dusted her cheeks with glittery powder. She puckered her lips as she admired her face, giving herself props for her beauty. She had large blue eyes lined with dark eyelashes; which she closed as she began to mist her body with sweet perfume. She ran her fingers through her shiny black hair, allowing the strays to fall on the floor. She turned around, stretching her neck to get a glimpse of her backside to make sure her skirt was straight. Once she deemed herself perfect, she hurried out of the bathroom.

She bounded down the hall and popped her head into the adjacent bedroom. It was late afternoon and her roommate was resting when Adrianna woke her, “Melissa! Hey can you be a doll and give me a ride down the road? I’m meeting a friend, he’s gonna let me borrow some rent money. Pretty please?” She asked in her best angelic voice. 

Melissa groaned, “Can’t it wait?”
Adrianna pleaded, “Melissa, come on, *RENT* It’s for *BOTH* of us, really.”

Revenge is a dish best served crea[M] [F]illed

So, in that [email](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ibr1rr/shit_hits_the_fan_in_the_most_mind_blowing_way/) Bill sent me, he revealed something I long suspected, but had no idea on for sure. See, it turns out Paul is a bit of a voyeur, and being a tech literate one, he put some hidden cameras in his and Bills apartment. He said it was under the guise of security, but Bill always thought that it was to spy on him and the girls he’d bring back and ravage, hence them always going to his room. That part creeped me out, especially since we’d occasionally fool around out there, and the fact he could have videos of that pissed me off. I also wondered if the little shit had one in his room, or if he hid one in Bills when he was out. Bill reassured me there weren’t any, he had checked, and he might have implied that if any videos of him and those skanks showed up online, they’d be followed by one of him and Paul (he’d never actually do that, but Paul didn’t need to know that). Bill said he knew where the camera was, and that he’d move it into “prime” position before I got there. I told him that if Paul kicked him out, he could always stay at my place, but Bill told me “Why would Paul kick me out of my own place?”. Paul had told me that he was the primary on the lease, and Bill was subletting a room from him, but apparently Bill owned the place outright, and Paul was actually subletting from him. Looking back now, I can see so many other lies like this that Paul got away with at the time, and I can’t believe how stupid I was to believe him. I guess hindsight really is 20-20.