More perks of being a Substitute [Mf] [blkmail]

As I walked down the hall to the class I would be subbing for I saw Samantha walking towards me, I gave her a little smile and told her good morning. I was still thinking about our encounter earlier in the week, I had been replaying in my head every day. “Good morning!” Her cheerful reply let me know it was going to be a great day, and I hoped that she would be in one of my classes.

I sat down at the teacher’s desk and looked through my roll sheets, but I did not see her name, “damn… oh well, it’s probably for the best.” I muttered to myself. I made it through several classes with little excitement, as far as I could tell Samantha had not told anyone about what had happened, so I had that going for me.

Sissy fantasy to nightmare [blkmail, Msub, huml]

Hi, this my first ever attempt at writing so please let me know what you think! I really appreciate it, hope you enjoy it. I just wrote about what turned me on.

Part One

Sunlight drifted gently through the hotel room as I woke up and rolled over to feel the warmth of Rosie next to me.

“Morning sleepy head”, she greeted me with a smile “no time to waste if you’re getting ready for the stag”.

It was just 3 days until our wedding and the pre-ceremony traditions were happening today.

Rosie rolled out of bed and I watched her seductively walk to the bathroom for a hot shower. She was dressed in an ivory silk chemise and boyshorts trimmed with lace. Her taste in lingerie was impeccable and some thing I loved (and indulged) about her.

We’d met 2 years earlier during a leaving party for someone at work. She’d been getting a drink at the bar next to me, we’d started talking after she accidentally got my drinks order and before we knew it were making out on the dance floor before heading to her house. It had been a whirlwind romance.

The Professor’s Penchant [Str8] [fM] [blkmail]

Sam had always had a knack for science, ever since she was a little girl. Her parents had gotten her one of those build-your-own experiment kits when she was seven, and she had spent hours playing with magnets, constructing a potato clock, and peering through the toy microscope that came with it. Of course, she was quite intelligent – top of her class all the way through high school, she padded her resume with just the right amount of extracurricular activities to land herself a spot at a prestigious university, the name of which must be withheld here for confidentiality purposes. And so, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and having so successfully navigated academic life for the past decade and a half, Sam entered college this year with plans to become the world’s most renowned microbiologist. That was, of course, until she met him.

[YFOM] [oral] [blkmail] [reluc] Suck it up! (Graduation part one)

The day has come. Graduation. Alexa has worked hard & can finally focus on her future. Alexa was looking stylish in her white dress & checking her cap & gown when she was told one of her professors needed to see her ASAP. She hurried to meet him in his classroom. It was empty & he asked her to lock the door because the matter was private & urgent.

Her teacher, Eric Blass, is 39 & white with glasses & short brown. He informs her that there’s an issue with the financial balance & if it’s not taken care now, she will not be able to graduate today. Alexa is visibly upset & panicking. She has no means if fixing it. It would take her a couple of weeks. Mr. Blass slightly smirks before telling her that maybe they could work something out.

“I could pay this right now so you can graduate today. You could pay me back later. However…I will need some sort of insurance that you will hold up your end”. Alexa was excited but puzzled what she could do for insurance.

ROOKIE COP CAPTURED BY WHORES !!! [str8] [Fdom] [Reverse Gangbang] [NC] [BD] [Huml] [Blkmail] [oral] [StrapOn]

Officer Dan responding to a call from Angela (a police dispatcher), saw them in front of the alley, congregating again.

*Jesus, these hookers are like cockroaches; you just can’t get rid of them* he thought to himself as he turned on the red & blue lights of his patrol car.

Dan thought about calling it in, but decided against it; he wasn’t very well liked by his fellow cops these days. Nothing good would come from mentioning this to dispatch.

Officer Rosita, his former partner had just been assigned desk duty, pending an investigation thanks to testimony that Officer Dan had provided to Internal Affairs. *Bitch is lucky I didn’t file a sexual harassment charge against her too for all of her little comments and groping.*

Stepping out of his cruiser, Officer Dan was an imposing figure 6’2”, lean bicyclist’s build with classic Italian features (dark curly hair, dark complexion and eyebrows that were a tad too thick).

“OK ladies, you know the drill. Vacate the area or I’ll run you in.” Dan said to the streetwalkers as he approached them. *Diverse group tonight* Dan thought as he looked the whores over; it was a mishmash of big hair, weaves, long nails, mini-skirts, thigh high boots, high heels, spandex and booty shorts that were one or two sizes too small.

COACH LAURIE [Str8] [Fdom] [CFNM] [F/m] [Blkmail] [Huml] [Mast] [Reluc] [Oral] [Edging]

Shrieks of feminine laughter and excitement emanated from the girl’s locker rooms as the six male pledges ran through them wearing only their jockstraps and a mask covering their faces.

Nick (wearing a classic Nixon mask) was trailing behind the other pledges and, being self-conscious about his nudity (especially with his obvious speedo tan lines – he was on the swim team), just wanted this day to be over.

No such luck.

Looking back to make sure no one was chasing him, Nick turned and was face to face (or rather face-to-breasts) with Coach Laurie.

Coach Laurie was an imposing figure, with her short, platinum-blonde hair, high cheekbones, full red lips and her trademark mirrored-sunglasses that she always wore and Nick’s gaze went downward to her perfect double-D breasts (with her Coach’s whistle hanging between them) that were barely contained within her tight pink high cut, one piece bodysuit leotard that exposed most of the tanned cheeks of her tight ass (that she was very proud of).

Coach Laurie’s legs, were like her arms; tanned, muscular & defined – like a fitness model that maybe spent a tad too much time in the gym, but was still very curvy & feminine.

The Craigslist Hotwife [MFM] [MF] [Group]

Craigslist casual encounters have become sort of an inside joke over the years.

*Isn’t that how people get stabbed?*

Until recently, I’d never met anyone from the site. But I figured if someone can find the Declaration of Independence at a garage sale, surely there must be some attractive people on there, right?

One Saturday night, bored and horny, I decided to browse the listings. A quick search of the F4M section confirmed my initial suspicion. Every post was either a hooker, bot, or catfish. Figuring attractive single women would opt for a dating app over Craigslist, I switched to the MF4M section. After browsing a few ads in the Los Angeles area, I came across one that seemed promising.

The couple was seeking a single male to join them. The boyfriend enjoyed watching men with his girlfriend but also wanted someone comfortable enough to allow him to participate.

*Finally a job I’m qualified for.*

The only photo attached to the post was of the girlfriend on elbows and knees, in a hot pink bikini, face obscured by wavy, blonde hair. I did a quick reverse image search to make sure the photo hadn’t been stolen from another site. No hits. Good sign.

Emma Watson Was Late for the Golden Globes [Str8][celeb][blkmail][voy][reluc]

I actually found this prompt via another subreddit, but took a little too long to get around to writing it. Enjoy.

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*Prelude*

“Bloody hell!” Emma Watson hisses as she walks into the gas station convenience store. She was late for the Golden Globes, currently in the process of missing the red carpet, and if her driver didn’t route them properly, she might also miss the award she up for, not that she had any hope of winning, but that, at least, she was resigned to. And now she had to sue the loo, desperately so, which was how her driver somehow got turned around, off the highway, and into area that could barely be called a neighborhood. The place was basically deserted, but the lights were on.

She glanced down at her white dress, short for an awards gown, but still presentable. Thw white of the dressed gleamed in the flourescents as she clicked in her heels over the pavement toward the entrance. Her breasts bounced with each step, free under the front of the dress, tied with a big bow at her collar. The dress was more or less backless but for a narrow stip of fabric that prevented her ass from falling out. She couldn’t have worn a bra if she wanted to, and the designer was adamant that nipple tape would show through the fabric. Instead, as she walked into the shop, her nipples hardened in the blasting AC, and in the brighter light, you could almost see her nipples. “The paparazzi are going to love that.” She thought, grimly.

[FM] birthday fun caught, possibly [FFM]

This takes place a few years ago but it’s a fun story.

Sadie and her younger sister Missy have been friends of the family forever. Their mom and dad are best friends with my aunt and uncle, they’ve been around the family pretty much since we’ve all been alive.

Missy’s 21st bday fell on a perfect summer night in Ohio. Not too hot but perfect temps at night for going to the bars. A group of people met at missy and Sadies house to pregame and then go to the bars. Introductions were made to those who didn’t know each other and we pretty much got down to brass tacks of getting wild.

Ever since I can remember I’ve had a pretty obvious crush on Missy. She was and always will be, my first crush. So Missy is a beautiful girl in the classic sense of the word. Tall, about 5’10-5’11, athletes body. She played volleyball, basketball, and softball. Perfect hair. Thick, full, bouncing curls of golden brown. A smile that can melt the coldest of hearts, with a bubbly fun personality to match. Above average boobs for the athletic shape she kept, and long, long tanned legs that supported a thick firm ass. The kind of girl you look at think, no way is she in anyone’s league except maybe Tom Brady or Brad Pitt.

A day in the life of a sex slave Part 1 – The Morning Alarm. [MF] [IR] [blkmail, huml, Mdom, rimjob, watersports]

My vibrating anklet goes off, waking me silently without disturbing my Owner. I quietly stretch out the regular stiffness from my yoga-mat-on-the-floor bed while scratching off another day on my mental calendar, counting down until my father’s debts are finally paid off.

 

I slide my Owner’s covers gently to the side, careful not to wake him having learned the hard way what punishments would await an incorrect ‘alarm service’. I see his already hardened cock waiting for me, still covered in last night’s mess, as I climb onto the bed from the foot. His giant, hairy form heaving slowly as he still sleeps soundly while I pull back my hair getting ready to give him his daily wake-up blowjob. Taking a deep breath, I lower my mouth to gently start licking his oversized balls, somehow always swollen with cum despite his numerous daily releases.