Ms. Maureen Mast and how to deal with a troublesome son [age gap] [bullying] [MILF] [humiliation] [twisted]

Ms. Maureen Mast has a son in 10th grade named Chad. Chad in a nutshell is a big, built, aggressive teenager who enjoys great popularity among his peers and he sits in the small percentage of the student body that enjoys overwhelming success with the opposite sex. One thing Chad also enjoys doing is bullying all the weaker kids, be it make fun of them, steal their lunch money, shove them into small spaces or tie them up and lock them in the trunk of his car on a hot day over lunch period.

Ms. Maureen tells her son not to bully, but treat others the way he wants to be treated yet her son doesn’t listen. The last time she caught him bullying someone she got furious. That day Chad had his two best friends pin down a coloured boy on the pavement while he drew racial slurs with sidewalk chalk on his skin. Maureen happened to be driving by when this happened and her initial reaction was to firmly order her son in the car and to let the boy go. She told him the next time she catches him bullying she will brutally punish and embarrass him, not going into detail how she’d do it. Chad would roll his eyes and nod, fake promising to his mom that he’ll be nicer to all the kids at school from that day on.

See Yourself In All Your Splendor

As she lay in bed and pleasured herself, she began to long for something more while not truly knowing what that something more was. She’d been plenty satisfied time and time again by her hands, her toys, and yes, her lovers, but what did satisfaction mean anymore? Simply having an orgasm and then going on with life as if each and every one shouldn’t be more amazingly life changing than the one before? This wasn’t a way to live anymore. But….how could she make things better when she didn’t even know how to fix it? How do you satiate a yearning you don’t even know how to indulge?

To distract herself, she began speaking to a new mysterious man, believing that it would be a short lived affair. Especially since they met on a low key social media site. He kept nearly everything vague enough to intrigue her further and against her better judgment she began craving him more, especially as he firmly believed in not meeting anytime soon. She slowly slipped into fantasizing and dreaming about him. Every meeting in her sleep she knew it was him even as he remained faceless, just as he required in their real lives. Something about how her body yielded to him, how her skin reacted to his grazing touch in her dreams helped her find comfort in his secrecy while there with him. She easily convinced herself he felt “right.”

Texas Stewardess Strips From Her Uniform And Masturbates For Her Husband And His Poker Buddies [F4M] 34

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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So he really surprised me one time when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and he wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

He said, “Because, my exhibitionist wife, we want you to be the entertainment.”

My Best Friend’s Girlfriend Part 3 [Ff]

**Chapter 3: Bad Dreams**

“I’m telling you, she’s a nightmare,” I say as I put down Carl’s plate of food in front of him on the dinner table.

“She can’t be that bad,” he says dismissively before taking a large and sloppy slurp of pasta.

“She can. She is. I’m telling you, I’m worried about Maria’s safety.”

“You’re talking like she’s in an abusive relationship.”

“She might be,” I say while trying to use my spoon to help with my noodles. I could never figure this part out.

“With a woman?”

“Women can be abusive, too.”

Carl lets out something that’s a cross between a snort and a laugh.

“It’s not funny,” I reprimand.

“And to be clear, you don’t mean physically abusive, right?” he asks.

“Right. Psychologically or something.”

“Maybe Maria’s into it.” He shrugs and takes another oversized bite of pasta. Red sauce flicks over his lips and shirt. I offer him a napkin. He refuses.

“She’s not. That’s my point. It’s been a few weeks. No one goes from straight to bi that fast.”

On the hunt [mm/f, rapebaiting]

I smile in front of the mirror, applying my lip gloss. I fluff up my hair, making it nice and bouncy. Recently dyed red, while blondes might have fun, redheads catch attention faster. And that is all I want today, attention. However I get it, it doesn’t matter, as long as I do so. I do a bump, rubbing my nose before going through my clothes. I think about a blouse, but I frown, I want exposure. So instead, I take the crop top. No bra, no need for that, hoping the air might be cool enough to help draw the eyes. Then a black short, very short and loose. I don’t need anything under that either. I don’t want anyone mistaking me for respectable, not tonight. I decide to take another bump, smiling at the slut in the mirror, sitting down to throw on some heels and then I head out.

Girlfriend Gets Jealous During a FILMED Threesome (MFF) (Full Story) (Open Ending)

Hey, guys, I have been working on this story on and off for the past 8 months. I hope it’s going to be worth! As always I am open to feedback!

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The moment was finally here! His biggest fantasy was about to become a reality. He was about to get in the same bed with his girlfriend and another woman. Although he had been picturing this for a long, long time and he had played it in his mind hundreds of times he had a moment of hesitation whether he should go through with this or not. It was probably his last chance to back off. This was a crucial moment for his relationship with Amy. It could save their relationship or it could put a start to the end. He knew pretty clear that he wanted Gina more than he wanted Amy. He couldn’t help but glance at Gina more than he wished he was. His excitement was mixed with guilt.

The Incubus Senator (MF) (oral)

Chapter 1

The dark haired senator slid his hands under her skirt, used his strong hands to firmly grab her ass, and carried her onto her desk, displacing her stacks of papers. She felt weightless as she flew through the air, as if carrying her was effortless for him. He kissed her assertively, one hand behind her head, pulling her closer to him. Her desire burned hotter than it ever had.

The man was Seth deGrom, the junior senator from Wisconsin. He was the cliche image of a perfect man. Tall, dark, handsome; piercing, hypnotic blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a lean, strong physique. His hair was dark as night, and always perfectly in place, like a good politician. His lips were nearly equal to his eyes in their ability to lure in the opposite sex. They were full, plump, and seemed magnetic to the pleasure zones of influential women. Seth’s dark five o’clock shadow felt rough on her delicate skin.

The Quest Part 2[non-con][femdom][FMF][BDSM][FANTASY]

Dane faded in and out of consciousness, the pain in his wrists and waking him occasionally, and exhaustion pulling him back into the darkness again. After a couple of hours, Dane found his eyelids drifting open. Once he remembered where he was, his eyes scanned the cave where he was being held, looking out for the tribe of Tolips that had captured him. When he saw no sign of the tribe of monstrous creatures that were keeping him in captivity, he was startled by a feminine voice which echoed through the cavern.

“I think he is awake! Look, yes, he’s conscious, perhaps he is well enough to speak to us.” The voice was female, and sounded human, but Dane’s vision was blurred by his intense exhaustion, and he blinked hard and tried to focus to make out the figure in green that emerged from the rocky doorway. “Yes, he is definitely awake. Can you hear me, sir? Are you alright?”

“I-cough-uh, I… who are you?” He choked, his voice hoarse from screaming. Soon, Dane’s vision cleared, and he looked at the woman who stood before him.

Our first true foursome [FM] [FM] [FF]

My girlfriend Christine and I have played around in groups a handful of times. We are pretty open to new ideas, and love trying new sexual things. When this story happened, we were both 22 (pretty recent) and this is our first true foursome with another couple.

We met this couple one of those couples’ apps, found we were looking for similar things and chatted with them almost every day for about a month before deciding to meet up with them and “see where things go…” We all knew what that meant. The couple (James, 26 and Kathleen, 25) invited us to their home way up north about 3 hours from where we lived at the time. We were extremely nervous because they were extremely hot and we were so new at this. Before this story took place, neither of us had done very much with anyone else (I had done 0 and Christine hooked up with a girl before). That was all going to change and all 4 of us knew it.

A chubby bunny’s adventure to piggy paradise [Weight Gain, Stuffing, MF, Sex]

This will be a mixture of some erotic fantasy literature, mixed with some truthful tones and hopefully plenty of good content! First time writing here so feedback is welcomed.

Do you ever have those moments where you feel that fate is on your side? This is how Kyle felt when he stumbled across an old school friend, Jess, 8 years after they had last seen each other. Kyle and Jess were always quite close throughout their schooling, and would take multiple classes together throughout their youth. Naturally, as both departed school for University, they grew apart and hardly made contact with each other.

A few years after finishing University, Kyle moved back home to the area, to take up a new job. He regularly exercised, and was a frequent gym goer, so would often do this in his spare time. He had been going to the gym multiple times per week, whenever he could fit it in. While there, he would keep himself to himself, and simply get on with his workouts before going home.