My Dark Hero: Part Six [Romantic/erotica/fantasy]

**Chapter Six**

**Amy**

Neither of us said a word in the car. After demanding I get in, and helping me get fired, there was no way in hell the conversation would be flowing from my side. I just stared out the passenger window, totally detached.

Keeping to the speed limit, Kincaid took me further than the restaurant where I didn’t work anymore. The radio was playing softly in the background, while the purring engine and the lights of the city lullabied me into a type of trance state. It felt like I was on some kind of drug, consisting of childhood hopelessness and acid. When the shiny Mustang finally came to a stop in front of a restaurant I never knew existed, the drug began to wear off.

A valet approached my door, but Kincaid signaled him to back off.

“If you drive with me then I open your door. It’s a safety precaution.”

It seemed like the trip hypnotized Kincaid as well, because he sounded different – more respectful, if that was even possible.

The threesome that changed my life

My wife and I had fantasized a lot about introducing another guy into our sex life. Fantasy led to obsession, and obsession inevitably led to action.

The first time we had a threesome it was with a guy I picked out to meet her. He was in my political science class at school and he was pretty cool.
We had him over one night, and we all hit it off.

We were drinking, and she was bragging about how well she could deepthroat. She was telling him that she could take his whole dick and lick his balls at the same time. I was agreeing and encouraging her. She was easily able to do that to me, and he was about the same height and weight, so I assumed she would be able to do the same to him.

We were all sitting on the couch when it started. Her and I began making out and he joined in, kissing her neck from behind while I kissed her lips. He was massaging her back while I rubbed her tits, and after a minute or two, she turned around and started making out with him.

Deciding to Enjoy Our Lunch Break [MF]

I didn’t notice it, not at first at least. I was at your desk with a question for what seemed like the 15th time already today as you turned from your computer to look up at me.

You were wearing a teal dress, **the** teal dress that I had seen you wear more than a few times over the last couple of months. You looked good in it, and from the way you carried yourself you knew you looked good. I knew some people thought it was a bit risque for the office, but it was a Friday and I had seen more than a few of the other women dressed in a similar way. Besides, I wasn’t going to be the one to complain.

The dress showed quite a bit of cleavage, that was for certain. As you leaned forward to point to something on the spreadsheet that glowed on my laptop screen the elaborate necklace you wore swung outward before tapping back against your skin. I couldn’t help but let my eyes follow it, even if only for a moment, as it seemed to point down to the valley between your breasts as though it was inscribed with the phrase “Look at these!”. Standing next to you as you spoke the temptation, the desire to just let my eyes fixate on your body was strong. I have to admit, it took every ounce of willpower to try to keep myself from looking like a sleeze. Though I admit my eyes glance at them from time to time.

My hot sister in law and family vacation part 4

Just a couple days had past and I got a call from Sandy. She never called me so I was surprised and excited. I answered and she told me that Roger had to travel this week to the mountains for work and his company had rented a small cabin with a pool for them. She told me it had an extra bedroom if Sally and i wanted to come and get a way for a couple of days. I checked my wife’s schedule and she was actually off and my work afforded me a very flexible schedule so I agreed. Sandy was very excited and then told me that she already asked the in laws to watch the kids for us. My mind started racing about at minimum the great sex wifey and I would have with a couple days to ourselves but with sandy there, who knew what the hell would happen.

She quickly changed the subject and asked what happened when I snuck off with Sally the other night. I was surprised by the question and bluntly told her exactly how I creampied her and made her come out with my cum trapped inside her leaking into her panties.

[M]y Catholic Schoolgirl ex-wife as FWB – The kinky consensual [F]uckdoll

Have you ever had a relationship go to shit and every attempt to salvage it crashed and burned so many times you lost count? For Chelsea and I, this sums up the last year and a half of our marriage, breakup, divorce and its aftermath. Yet our journey that started 8 years ago, (some of you have been along for part of the ride), wasn’t over just yet. Spoilers, this is a retelling of some of our hardships and why we had such incredibly good mind-blowing sex because of everything we went through. It’s worth the read if you enjoy stories, happy endings and are in this for more than a quick fap.

My Dark Hero: Part Four & Five [Romantic/Erotica/Fantasy]

**Chapter Four**

**Kincaid**

I couldn’t sleep, and for two days straight I was a zombie, walking around the house without any direction. I dumped most of my responsibilities on Frank while I thought about things I should’ve left in the past, including my parents. I did the most dangerous thing any man in my position could do, which was to reflect on his life.

My father wasn’t a good man, but he was a good father. And although my mother knew what he did for a living, she chose to ignore it. It was by no means the perfect family, but it was a family nonetheless. She knew the risks and she loved him anyway. For years I thought about how stupid they were to fall in love in the first place, only to get lost myself.

My self-reflection took a turn for the worst when Amy began to dominate the illusions. I kept thinking what it would be like to wake up next to her every morning. I tried to imagine the sound of her laughter, and what type of music she liked. I slouched from one room to the next, envisioning her in each one, doing something…anything…as if everything belonged to her, including me.

I begged him to come in me!![FM]

About a month ago, I went to visit my dear friends Aaron and Amy. They are happily in their thirties and newly engaged! Amy is a petite latina even shorter than I am. But she is assertive and dominant. She has soft, honey colored skin and curves for days. Aaron is genuinely kind and easy to talk to. He is gentle and submissive, with a thick cock to use. He claims he is a switch, but I don’t believe it.

I’m at a point in my life where I don’t really have a stable partner. I am constantly horny, so it was an easy decision to make the trip for Amy’s birthday party. I arrived at their house late on a Saturday night. They introduce me to their closest friends and we partied the night away. After their guests left, we retreated upstairs to their bedroom.

I almost cheated

I had been married for 10 years and was in my early 40s. Like far too many people, the passion was lacking. 

By so many measures, things were great. Great kids, nice home, good jobs, etc. 

One problem we had always had sexually was that my wife was too uncomfortable with herself to enjoy receiving oral. And I love giving oral. 

When I was in my teens and 20s I was always freaked out about not being able to last long enough to please a partner. A couple of bad early premature ejaculation experiences had me terrified. 

So I developed very good oral skills. I figured that if I provided a couple (or more) really good organs through oral at the beginning, then maybe subsequent short comings would be less of an issue. 

I had ample experiences with multiple partners to know it was something I was good at. But my wife didn’t let herself enjoy it. 

As the passion waned, I really wanted to give mind blowing oral to a woman. I watched porn that focused on that and it was a regular fantasy. 

Tried Grindr for first time, got banged by an European daddy. [MM]

I was a straight guy but lately I started having fantasy to get groped and fucked by a guy. But I wasn’t very comfortable. Whenever I imagined myself with any of dudes around me, I had a feeling of yuk what the fuck am I thinking about!

I finally decided to do something about my fantasies, I had a friend who was very vocal about being gay and LGBT pride, I asked him to meet me. I told him about my recent fantasies and not being comfortable with it. He did some friendly counselling and told me why it’s ok, he suggested me to give Grindr a try.

It’s not like I have never been with a guy. I have played a bit with my college roommate. That’s a story of curiosity taking over but for another time. But never been with a stranger. And now it’s been more than 7 years.

I decided to give it a shot. I installed grindr and messaged few guys that I liked there. I got a lot of messages from gay tops and daddies. Not so surprising, I am a short guy, 26, bit chubby. Some fat around ass and chest area that would attract daddies. From India.

My Dark Hero: Part Three [Romantic/erotica/fantasy]

**Chapter Three**

**Amy**

Just as Kincaid predicted, three days went by before Daniel got released. Apart from the broken ribs he had several other bruises and minor injuries. From what I experienced in that workshop, he could’ve looked much worse.

We shared an apartment, because neither of us could afford one on our own. In terms of friends and family, we didn’t have any. Before Daniel managed to get a job as a gas-station attendant, and a cheap room at a rundown motel, we were in and out of foster homes. All the moving and the drama pretty much screwed our chances of getting close to anyone. Daniel eventually dropped out of school thanks to all the insanity, but somehow I pushed through with his financial support.

I was still mad at him though, even in his broken state. He made me do something I never thought I would, and as far as he was concerned I never went near Kincaid. In other words, I allowed him to think he still had a death sentence. I had to punish him somehow.

“I don’t see the point of being home. Hell, I’m surprised they didn’t kill me in the hospital.” Daniel said with his typical dry humor.