An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 15 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 14 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Fifteen

Mirja spent the next three days trying to cram in as many hours as possible reading the book Sigrid had brought her. She had questioned the Sister about how in the seventh she had been able to get access to the restricted section of the Library, but the woman had been as silent as a Scriptomancer in training. Finally, Mirja had given up and Sigrid had left to do whatever it was she was doing at night while Mirja was normally sleeping. She didn’t have time for that now, so she drew a little extra from Jarl’s bond to stay awake all through the night.

“Mirja,” Mistress Lorelee’s voice came sharply. “Are you sleeping?”

Mirja opened her eyes and looked up at the Mistress. Next to her she could see a few of the other girls smiling.

“No,” Mirja said shaking her head. “I was just contemplating.”

“Next time you … contemplate,” Lorelee said. “I would suggest that you avoid snoring.”

Rent Comes Due (part 3)

Autumn is winding down; I do the haying, which is so mechanized it barely counts as farm work. I do a few friends’ fields, too — I owe them for some water they sent my way when the piping got screwed up last spring, after the messy thaw.

I spend some of that time thinking about your sexuality — the rape fetish, and desire to see other girls get pushed. I don’t expect to understand it, and I’m not all that worried about it But it’s not any kind of normal I’m familiar with, and just maybe I need a little more information.

I switch off the bailer, climb up into the cab of the harvester where it’s cool and quiet, and punch a phone number I haven’t looked up in while.

“Heinrich. This is a surprise. You finally decided you wanted some adult conversation?”

“I have Willis when I want that.”

“Ha, you still name your pigs Willis. You know the real Willis died of cancer two years ago, right? You don’t have to symbolically slaughter him every Christmas anymore.”

“Yeah, but it never gets old. Was his death painful?”

“Very.”

Round peg, round hole | part 2 [edging] [anal] [denial]

“Tonight, I’m going to fuck you” 

His cock jumped

“Oh, you like that idea?”

He nodded his head, unable to talk. 

“Come here”

He shuffles over, not sure what to do about the cock she’s wearing as he gets closer. 

“My eyes are up here, husband”

He looks up to her face, slowly. Still unsure what’s going to happen. 

“Good. Get on your knees and take your shirt off. You look ridiculous.”

As he shed his shirt and got on his knees, she laid back on the bed and spread her legs. He could see her pussy, just under the cock that was now standing straight up. 

“Go down on me and be careful about my cock.”

He moved towards her, his penis straining against the metal ring around his now dark purple penis head. His balls still hanging lower than before, the heavy weight bouncing against his legs. As he got closer to being able to put his tongue to her, he had to turn his head. His tongue gently touched just below her now very wet opening. He slowly licked up and around, outlining her labia, while taking long slow outward breaths of warm air onto her.

Lake Adventure PT 1 (Anal) (Public)

It was a hot summer day so my boyfriend and I went out to the lake to do a little swimming and sunbathing. It’s not what I wanted though, I would’ve much preferred to stay home open a window and fuck our guts out in the heat. It was his suggestion though so I went with it. I went to my closet and tried to find the most revealing bikini I owned. If we weren’t going to fuck now maybe I can get him in the mood to do it later. I found a pink one the was way too small but I wore it anyways. The top barely covered the nipples of my 34c tits. The bottom was just as bad as it basically became a thong as it was shoved in between my tight round ass cheeks. It’s highly revealing but should definitely turn him on.

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My anal breakup experience [MF]

This is a moment that probably tops the leaderboards for both my me at my horniest and my scummiest, and I’ve been asked to write out more details about it before, so here goes nothing…

This was in the Spring of 2010. I was a college junior, but I was living close enough to my home town that my social circle (and dating pool) lined up enough with typical social places in my small home town. Which usually meant churches. I caught the eye of a Baptist girl while doing a social event, we started talking, and I found her cute. She was 19, a bit younger than me, but it didn’t take long for us to become interested in dating.

After asking her dad if he’d be OK with us dating (he gave a reserved yes), I learned a well-kept (or maybe not so well-kept?) secret about Baptist girls: They are freaky as hell. Despite being in such a conservative environment, she had no issues sneaking around and fucking around. I quickly discovered all sorts of creative ways of having sex out of the eyes of her conservative parents. We’d wait until her parents weren’t home, or head back to my dorm (under the guise of “seeing a movie”), or sneak into the bathroom of a public place. She loved giving and receiving head, and we tried basically every position in the back half of the Kama Sutra. She basically admitted that she isn’t especially loyal to the aspects of the faith about keeping chaste, though she’d never say that to her parents, who blissfully assumed she was a virgin.

[MF] A tale of the lonely bored housewife, mostly harmless, except for the riding crop

I had a semi relationship fizzle out with a cute gym girl that I thought was going to go somewhere. I was sort of heartbroken and at the time figured relationships weren’t my thing. All the dating apps fired up and I was looking for a new FWB. I wanted something kinky, someone to let me just have my way with her and explore a whole new world.

It was the Whisper post reply that started it all. She just had another FWB fall through and her post was something like “I need someone that can handle all my curves”.

We started talking, mostly harmless PG conversation. Then we started getting dirty and flirty. She shared some lingerie pics and I shared some body pics and we definitely had a mutual attraction. The only hang up she had was her marriage, but it was horrible and she didn’t mind fucking around, and he was on a months long work trip. So of course there was a need to be fulfilled. But she was shy and self conscious and thought if I met her in person I wouldn’t want her. So of course she wanted a public meetup, but made it a fun game of cat and mouse inside a neighborhood Walmart.

The Camgirl Part LXX: First One To Make Noise Loses [Oral] [Anal-ish]

**LXX: Liam**

Liam awoke somewhat annoyed. He’d been in the middle of a wonderful dream. Blake had been sucking his cock again while he ate her out, moans vibrating down his cock when he occasionally flicked her asshole with his tongue or nipped at her firm cheeks.

*Why am I wet? We weren’t that messy last night, were we?*

Liam’s scrubbed the sleep from his eyes, propping himself up on his elbows to see why he felt wet.

*Fuck, why does it feel like—?*

Liam opened his eyes to find Blake with her lips wrapped around the base of his cock, hair and face immaculate, eyes shining as she gazed up at him.

“Oh,” he gasped.

Blake laughed around his cock, nostrils flared, and Liam’s hips bucked, his cock throbbing in her throat. The tight confines were already pushing him toward an orgasm as she moved her head down, breaking eye contact, but taking the last inch into her mouth.

Liam gasped for air, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.

Blake didn’t bob her head up and down, though. Her head didn’t move, but her tongue stroked the underside of his cock, and her throat—

Do You Want To Tell Daddy No? [MF] [anal] [cons nc]

“It will be about 10 minutes,” the hostess says.

I find a spot away from the draft of the door to lean my shoulder against the wall and get out my phone to text Owen and let him know. I can’t believe I’m finally meeting him.

I think back to that moment just 3 weeks ago when he told me, “come to Texas.”

“You don’t really want that.” I said.

“Perhaps not. We can simply have dinner. We’re friends, right?”

“Ha! Ok. I’ll wear one of my modest sweaters so as to not tempt you…”

So here I stand, wearing a grey turtleneck sweater, black skinny jeans, and calf high boots. I feel good, but respectful of the situation. Unlike my husband, his girlfriend doesn’t know about our relationship. I can’t believe how nervous I am. I love him. Meeting him is the dream.

Suddenly, a hand slides under the back of my sweater to grip my bare waist, and I feel a warm breath against my ear as a low voice says, “as if you really thought that sweater would keep you safe from me, Fucktoy.”

He choked me during sex until I passed out and I loved it [FM]

I’ve been seeing this guy for a few months now and he is just as kinky as me (if not more). I was hanging out with him earlier last week and as soon as his roommate left he immediately jumped me and started kissing my lips, my neck, my breasts, anywhere he could. I sat on his lap on his couch and we continued to make out for a few minutes until he told me to go to his room.

I took off my clothes and he grabbed a vibrator to play with me. I’m extremely sensitive and can cum multiple times in a few minutes. He knows this and because of it, he likes to torture me by forcing me to cum until I’m on the verge of passing out. So he hands me the vibrator and told me to play with myself, so I did. I played with myself until my legs were shaking then he took over and continued to fuck me with the vibrator.

Mature BBW wants to watch me. [MF]

I was 23 and my med school acceptance was in the bag. Just came off literally Acing one section of the MCAT. I was smart, fit, cocky and ready to let loose. My future was set, all I needed was what every human needs: to cum. And I can be ready and hard and willing just minutes after releasing. My record is 8 times in a two. I’m always looking to beat that record.

I’m insatiable. I was then, I am now. I’m always hungry for it. I’m not tall, 5’8” but I lift heavy weight six days a week. Nearly 175 now, but when I used to weigh 125 in high school, you can imagine the muscle I’ve put on. I’m like a shorter Mamoa, with Long hair, beard, tattoos, and a just over 8 inch manhood. I’ve had them measure. Like I said, I was always ready. But I hide it from the world. I just a semi jacked, long haired nerd to everyone around me. Unless…

Anyways, here’s one of many stories to come.

Mature BBW and Me.

This was back when Craigslist was the best. Any major city was like shooting big old fish in a tiny wee barrel. Enough stalling.