Omelas 2: Stolen Sacrifice 7: Picnic (FMM 1st cons anal oral)

Finally, lots of fucking. This chapter is the beginning of the end in many ways, the point where poor Quinn’s virginity is willfully given and she is set on the path that her body was crafted for, to be fucked for the rest of her life.

In the previous version, that was one of the thing. Omelas were shaped to be fucked. In her case, she is the most fuckable thing Barratt will ever enjoy. The problem is, she isn’t in the Ring Villages anymore so she is simply the most fuckable thing these two men will ever see in their life.

It isn’t a question of “if” they were going to get her but simply “when.”

**[Stolen Sacrifice 07: Picnic](https://tsade.com/nine-sisters/omelas/omelas-02/chapter-07/)** (FMM 1st cons oral anal)

Quinn, Rober, and Skein all head up to the mountains for a picnic. Of course, the two men have something rather specific for desert. And Quinn is perfectly willing to be their sweet for the day.

Birthday Sex: Her First Time Anal [M/F]

Long time lurker, figured it’d be a good time to contribute a story of my own! This happened a few years back on my 23rd birthday.

Steph was about 5’4, super cute, asian, and although she didn’t have huge boobs, she had an absolutely perfect round ass and the smoothest pussy I have ever experienced. Seriously, we probably had sex over 40 times in the two years of our FWB relationship and I swear to god this girl never had even a hint of stubble on her. Her pussy and ass looked air brushed they were so fucking smooth. This chicks crack and camel toe were the real fucking deal. Super amazing girl, too. Mistake letting that one walk..

Anyway, back to the story. At this point I had only hooked up with Steph on one occasion which was our first date. We were pretty blacked out that night and I vaguely remember something about bar hopping, tequila and being face deep in her lady biscuit followed by some absolutely wild sex. I was pretty much hooked from there.

“The Virgin Fountain” [Anal, Degradation/Humiliation, MFM]

The three of us were hanging out at my place. It’s a week before exams. Emily, she was 18. My friend Ryan and I, we were 20 and 21.

After a lot of drinking, the two of us started to undress her. First, her blouse. Then, her jean skirt. She seemed weirded out at first, I think because there were two of us tugging on her clothes, but she seemed to relax soon afterward.

As a joke, Ryan shoved a Sharpie from his backpack down Emily’s narrow, virgin asshole, then she stood up quickly and yelped. The two of us laughed, then Emily settled back down.

I was first up to bat. A couple of seconds after I pulled my swollen cock out of my jeans, Emily confessed to us in a hushed, embarrassed voice that she was still *a virgin*. As my cock started to throb in my hand, I watched the way Emily’s brown little bud of an asshole winked back at me. Instead of fucking her cunt, which was already wet enough to start dripping all over the floor, I pulled the Sharpie out and pushed the head of my cock against Emily’s tight asshole.

Lechomancer Succubus Chapter 2: The Garden [paranormal][tentacle][oral][anal]

When she hit the ground, it felt to Ashlynn like she had only fallen a couple feet, as though she had tumbled out of bed. The hard cobbled stone was cold under her forearms and legs, and she rolled over onto her back, arching so only her ass cheeks and shoulder blades touched the ground.

When the Master had let her go, it had felt like she was falling for far too long, several minutes at least. It was a surreal landscape she fell through, a deep tunnel bathed in purple light. Every once in a while, she would see a shapely limb, or a surprised face, watching her tumble past, but they vanished seconds later. She was worried that if she ever hit the ground, it would be the end of her.

Looking up, she could see the rough of a gazebo, a purple pentagram emitting the same light the bed had shone earlier fading into the stone work. Realizing she was safe, Ashlynn laughed for a minute with relief. Then she stood up.

“An Extended Invitation #2” [MF, Cuck]

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**| THREE:** *A Cork Floating in a Puddle*

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This next phase of our affair we can call the ‘insatiable anal phrase’, but it didn’t last for very long. After fucking Susan’s ass for nearly a month — and savouring every second of it — we were caught.

Actually, we were kinda caught *twice;* but the first time was a total mistake. Pure bad luck, is all. The second time was a different story all together…

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Susan was doing the laundry one morning and she put her cum-stained panties in the wash, loaded it with soap, then forgot to actually turn the machine on. She’s forgetful like that, sometimes.

Later that morning, Craig went to throw some of his things in the wash and noticed her spoiled panties. Apparently, all of this blew over easier than Susan had expected it to. There were a lot of questions asked of her, of course, but no actually recourse of any kind.

*Phew. Close call,* I thought.

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The second time we were caught was more deserved. The two of us been flirting with danger, we’d both be the first to admit that.

“An Extended Invitation #1” [MF, Cuck]

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**| ONE:** *as_requested.jpg*

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A couple of years back — this was when I was still in university — I had an affair with a woman twice my age. She was a hairdresser, named was Susan.

At the time, I very naively assumed that fucking a married woman behind her husband’s back would be without complications. *After all,* I reassured myself, *she has a powerful incentive to keep things discreet.*

I was wrong, of course. But I’m already starting to get ahead of myself.

It started online — as most extramarital affairs do now-a-days, I suppose. After a few weeks of exchanging messages back and forth, Susan finally found the courage to send a photo of herself to my inbox. Even now, I can still remember the lump I had in my throat when I saw the attachment icon next to her email.

I clicked on the file — titled: *as_requested.jpg* — then a few seconds later, the image of a blond, middle-aged woman appeared on my screen. *This is Susan,* I realized. *And she’s gorgeous…*

Stolen Sacrifice 06: Between the Sheets

I like stories with a lot of plot, if you can’t tell from the number of “no sex” chapters to this point. However, the next chapter is filled with lovely fucking but there are some key points in this one that I needed to have in the story.

From the sealed Omelas, Merci was the town slut. She loved to fuck everyone except for the first Omelas. She even cheated on her husband (Jed’s father) before eventually marrying Pieter.

Now, Meris knows what Quinn is. Barratt, the creature from the Ring Villages, had chosen Quinn the night that Rin died after years of being fucked and tortured. The whole reason they left (chapter one) was because she thought she could escape giving her daughter to the creature. Well… I think the hints of what is going to happen have already showed up.

The last part are the runes. I’m not into scat, so I use the “cleansing rune” pretty heavily basically to allow safe anal sex without worrying about diseases or nasty things. My only foray into that was [Puppy Mill](https://tsade.com/nine-sisters/puppy-mill/), but that is probably my opus when it comes to epic fantasty and fucking. Even there… not my thing. :) But that rune is important because Rober *really* likes to fuck asses. Even virgin ones like Quinn’s.

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When my husband called me and said that he was going to have to stay late at work alone, I knew what I wanted to do. He’d been working late for the past four days. We hadn’t had sex and week and a half. I was feeling really horny. I hated the fact that he was staying late almost as much as I hated his boss. She is this thin, shrill woman who I think has a crush on him. I get it. He’s a wonderful man and husband. I wouldn’t care if it were simple attraction. What I don’t like is her keeping him away from me.

[M/F] little miss wants her hole filled

My little miss and I have recently been flirting with the idea of her being with another man. The idea is very hot to us both. I love the thought of her getting attention from another man and the fact that her sexy body turns guys on. Whenever we go out and she wears her tight yoga pants. Men practically trip over themselves when she walks bye.

She is a short 5’-4”, curvy blonde with big 34 DD tits and a round ass. She has these great big doe eyes that a guy could get lost in, if not for her great cleavage.

We had been tossing around the idea of sharing her with another. She wants to try getting dp’d and I want to see her getting fucked while she sucks me off. In the process of figuring out how we can do this, I told her to make a Tinder account. To see if anyone sparks her inner slut.

First and Best Encounter… More to Come [F/F]

This all happened a little over a week ago, and I’m still trying to process it. It’s probably the hottest thing that ever happened to me, so I thought you guys would appreciate it.

So I’m 26, female, work part-time at a university, and am involved in a particular research project. There’s a small team of us, under a pretty distinguished Professor, and the work is really interesting. There were two posts to work on this project, and it was pretty competitive. I managed to get one, and the other went to Mark…

Mark and I were in loads of the same classes during our Bachelor’s degrees, and undertook our PhDs at the same time. We’ve known each other for years, and since very early on there has been a pretty intense rivalry between us. He’s good, but I’m better, and he hates me for it. Also, we couldn’t be further apart in terms of our personalities – he’s a keen sportsman, got involved in all sorts of university societies (drama, debate, etc.), is pretty Christian, and a real pretty boy. I’m your typical anarchic lesbian (ok, I’m bisexual but you wouldn’t know it from looking at me), visible tattoos, make the minimal effort when it comes to clothes, drink too much – you get the picture. He’s always been a patronising dick so I get a LOT of pleasure from watching him struggle to come to terms with being second best.