Video Games and Blow Jobs

December 26 2021

Video Games And Blowjobs

Christopher is a really cute nerdy bookworm that I met on Facebook dating.   We had spent a whole night chatting about everything from books to video games and our kids.  We had even exchanged pictures and videos with each other.  Which was really fun and not something I do often. 

We met up to hang out and play assassins creed. I never really got into this game but it was mostly because I kind of sucked at it.  But I would try again anyways and if I still sucked, at least the company would be nice.

As I thought I still sucked at it but I got helpful tips from Chris and it was still pretty fun.  I watched him play for a little while and I thought to myself I have this fantasy that involved a guy playing video games.

I walked over to where he was sitting looked in his eyes and then went between his legs and I bit my lip.  He looked up at me confused and I went on my knees. Obviously he could tell what I was going to do and went to put the controller down.

Dared to go farther with the dad I babysit for. [MF]

First it started off with my fantasy to sleep with him but after talking with some of you of here I took the dare to send him a nude of me. Which was nerve wrecking but so insanely thrilling. Knowing he’s seen me like that and that he has a picture of me has kept me unbelievably horny since.

I again got to talking with some of you about that experience which at this point just leads to me doing even riskier stuff haha. I took another dare… I’m going to wear only a dress and nothing else tonight when I babysit. I’ll have a few hours before he gets home by myself since I usually babysit when his son is asleep.

I’m so worked up and excited I can’t control myself. It feels like it’s Christmas morning but I’m the present that might get unwrapped tonight. Wish me luck 🙉

From passion to pain, part 13 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)

Ally had been growing her hair out for longer than I’d even known her. Her dark locks went well past her shoulders and wrapped her in a  mane of charcoal mystery. I had asked her to put her hair into pigtails before she came over today. I’m not sure what she expected, because when I answered the door, I was greeted by an unexpected surprise. “Sir, I’ll do anything to get a passing grade.” Ally twirled one of her pigtails playfully, as I took in the sight: naughty school girl, plaid skirt and all. I would have probably fallen over in shock, but it wasn’t the first time Ally had leveraged our age gap to turn me on more…

“Does it turn you on? Knowing your little slut is nearly half your age?” I swallowed hard before I stuttered out my reply. “Uh, um, y-yes. Yes it does, actually.” What was wrong with me? Why was it so hard to speak? It wasn’t like I didn’t know we were over 10 years apart. Was it the way she said it? Dripping simultaneously with naivety and sex? Maybe I still wasn’t able to wrap my mind around the fact that she chose to stay with me, forgoing men closer to her own age? Whatever the reasons, her manipulation worked a charm, as my cock managed to somehow harden even more than it already was, and fiery intent filled my eyes…

Taken – Part One [CNC][M/F]

*All of the people in this fantasy are 18+ years old.

It’s late and I am just leaving our small local grocery store. An hour before store closing seems to be the best time to get my shopping done. I have always been a night owl. I love the quiet stillness night brings. The break from constant chaos makes the world a little less suffocating.

      I walk out of the store with a few bags filled with this week’s groceries. There are several cars parked in the poorly lit lot, but not a person in sight.  Something feels off though. I quickly walk to my car as an unsettling feeling begins welling inside of me, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

      I fumble through my purse trying to find my keys. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. As I turn to look over my shoulder, a hand quickly moves to cover my mouth, muffling the scream I am too shocked to expel. My bags fall to the ground as I throw my elbow back, connecting with my attacker’s stomach, causing his grip to loosen slightly. Everything is happening way too quickly. I can feel myself being pulled backward. Kicking and screaming doesn’t even slow him down. He is simply too strong.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 305-307) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 305: The Final Joy (18++)

With each consecutive crack of The Whip of Sodom, the tigerkin took another step closer to the tortured, involuntarily aroused girl. The whip worked splendidly. No matter the opponent, it was only a matter of time before The Whip of Sodom would work its magic on its target and its holder. Number Fifty-eight stroked his modest hard-on and licked his lips, unable to look away from Number forty’s nubile body. His shield laid some feet behind him. He no longer needed it. At this distance, using the whip became increasingly impractical and difficult. Still, the tigerkin rolled The Whip of Sodom up and raised his hand for one more, close-distance strike.

Chapter 29. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. The afterglow.

Coming home after spending a sexy weekend with friends at Lake Mead left me on a high. My husband and I replayed over and over the amazing moments of intimacy that we had shared with each other. He told me that watching me alone with Jack on that last day was the highlight of the trip. That I had looked so sensual and confident as I dipped my toe into the realm of experiencing things on my own. Getting a taste of what it would be like to be a true Hotwife. I had to admit, it was as though something had been awakened within me. A desire to not only fulfill my own sexual desires, but to give my husband the pleasure of reclamation upon my return home. As a definitively alpha type, my husband does not fit into the cuck category. Rather, he enjoys the sense of competition it brings when I come home with the smell of another man on me. He has to get it off. He needs to reclaim my body. And I melt at his touch when he does. But I’m getting ahead of myself…

The Arrival: An Escort Training Fantasy (Parts 1 and 2)

**The Arrival**

**Part 1:**

*“Companions are a bridge connecting fantasy to reality. We move between both worlds seamlessly, bending each to our will and finding a home in neither.”*

*- From ‘Ecstasy Exacted’, Companion Handbook Compendium Volume I*

Arrival day is always my favorite, and the anticipation always seems to slow time to a crawl. The Agency always sent me their most promising prospects for their trial period and evaluation, but I was especially excited for this one. I spent the previous evening poring over the dossier, and the more I read the more my imagination caught fire. I did a detailed read of the document many times over, continually impressed with every line I read. The Agency has rigorous standards, yet this prospect had seemingly met and surpassed all of them.

22 years old, 5’3, flaxen hair, creamy soft skin; a perfectly smooth line sloping down from her upper back and gently receding into her slender waist, then invitingly curving outward to her perfect ass. She had a little birthmark on her left cheek about three inches from the top, inviting me to explore her. A flat stomach marked by an adorable little outie tapered gradually upward to her perfectly proportioned breasts and light pink nipples. Her athletic frame was the by-product of the Agency’s rigorous physical training regimen, shaping her to the perfect ideal of physical form. It had worked more thoroughly in her case than perhaps any other prospect I had tutored previously.

My threesome fantasy continues MFM 21+

“Let’s celebrate this weekend!” Tommy said excitedly over the phone.

“Celebrate what?” I asked, smiling and imagining the huge smile he had on his face. I had gotten home from a long day at work and made myself comfortable on the couch I was sleeping on, while trying out a new job two hours away from where I lived. The friend I was staying with had already gone to bed. I was so happy Tommy had called, especially since I had already talked to my boyfriend Terri on my way home from work. Now hearing from our lover Tommy tonight also was the icing on the cake. I was missing them both, and was very much looking forward to seeing them when I went back each weekend.

“I got two gigs starting next week!” he said excitedly.

“Two nights?” I asked. He had been playing his guitar and singing places here and there trying to build up a following.

“No two gigs,” he explained, “One weekday gig at a restaurant and one weekend gig at a bar.

“Wow!” I responded, “You’ll be working every night!” I was happy for him, but immediately wondered how Terri and I would see him on the weekends if he was going to be working.

A Spectacular Night Spent With Strangers {M/F Public, Gangbang, Age Play, Race Play, Cheating}

Getting to skip the line for one of the most exclusive clubs around was a real ego boost. Me and my bestie, Amalia, were not young anymore. Not in the eyes of most at least. Even so, we had done so well on our look and outfits for the night that we passed by countless red-faced, jealous twenty year olds that were made to wait outside in the cold.

Their scorn was forgotten as soon as the door closed behind us. My mind was completely washed of any negative thoughts and stress as the Latino music vibrated through my body. We always loved coming here. Not only was it exclusive, but it had the best music and drinks. It was full that night, people dancing in a large crowd with an impressive DJ set up at the front. The bar area was a bit less crowded, though it was still slightly stuffy as me and Amalia moved between groups and couples until we got to the stools.

Not wanting to spend too much of our night out working on getting drunk, we had decided to take shots right away. The burning in my throat just added to the experience. I couldn’t waIt to go out on the dance floor and really get a chance to show off my new outfit.

Desperate to Touch (MF) [long]

We met each other at a mutual friend’s house party. Despite having attended the same high school until not too long ago, Sophia and I had never really spoken before. But a good amount of alcohol in the system will get me talking to anyone and so we bonded; just chatting at first but eventually with some flirting: subtle touches of each others’ arms here, a suggestive comment there… After two or so hours we were cuddled up on the end of a sofa, her head leaning on my shoulder and hand on my chest as my arm held her close. The conversation at some point turned up a notch when she asked me about any sexual fantasies I had. A simple fantasy I’ve always loved is true mutual masturbation. Using each other’s bodies to masturbate to without being allowed to touch; the desire to go at each other being denied fuelling the sexual tension further and further until both of you reach a climax and orgasm. After explaining this to her, I could tell she was extremely interested. Her breathing had slowed down dramatically but I could feel her pulse racing. During my vivid description of what it would feel like she had moved her hand down to on her inner thigh and had developed a noticeable wet patch through her lightly coloured trousers (I later learnt this was because she wasn’t wearing any underwear). She told me how hot she thought it sounded before, finally, she mentioned how close by her house was from where the house party was and asked if I wanted to head back to hers. Without hesitation I agreed, excited by the possibilities, and we walked the short distance over to hers.