Royal Briefing [MF] [Fantasy]

His Majesty Michael, King of New Dorset, sits at his desk, fidgeting with a foam basketball, spinning it on his fingers.

Something buzzes on the desk, and he doesn’t realize what it is until he hears the voice over the intercom. “The prime minister is here, Your Majesty,” it says.

“Send her in, please,” says the king.

A few moments pass, and then the intercom buzzes again. “Your Majesty, are you there? The prime minister is here.”

Frustrated, the king puts the ball down, stands up ad looks around the very large desk, stacked with papers. Finally, he finds the intercom, and holds down a button. “Send her in, please,” he says again.

This time the voice on the intercom says, “Yes, Your Majesty,” and a moment later Judy comes in. She’s wearing a very fitted knee-length red dress, a short black jacket over it, and black heels over hose. She approaches the king, and curtseys deeply. “Your Majesty,” she says.

The king looks at her. “Madam Prime Minister.”

They stare at each other for a moment.

“Your Majesty, do I have your leave to speak freely?”

Twisted Kingdom – Chapter Four [M/M, BDSM, Fantasy]

**Chapter Synopsis:**

This chapter introduces us to Laken, a high ranking deputy underneath the High Sheriff. He is known by the locals for his cruel and perverse punishments. When he goes too far with one of his prisoners, the people start to fight back.

[**Read Chapter Four**](https://thebawdypen.com/Reader?title=TwistedKingdom_Chap4)

The Camgirl Part LXXII: I’m Not Dreaming, Am I? [MF] [Oral] [Rimming]

**LXXII: Blake**

Blake felt hot. Hazy. Not in a bad way, though. She was so relaxed, a low, slow pulse of wonderful pleasure radiated through her entire body.

*Mmm, I must be dreaming.*

Despite that realization, the dream didn’t suddenly vanish. Nor did it give Blake full control over her body, however. She felt sluggish, weighed down. But it was so wonderful. Like she’d fallen asleep under a big heavy blanket.

*That must be why I’m so warm.*

Her eyes fluttered open to reveal a dimly lit room. Her room–she thought so, at least. Her mind didn’t give the thought enough purchase for confirmation. The wonderful sensations coursing through her made her mind just as slippery as it did hazy. Thoughts flitted through her mind, only just registering enough for Blake to notice them before they slipped away.

Even if her mind hadn’t been so slippery, Blake quickly became far too focused on the person between her legs for anything else to matter.

Blake felt a grin split her face as she pressed her head back into the pillows, enjoying the gentle caresses of his tongue on, between and around her lower lips.

Final Fantasy : Friends in Need Lightning, Fang, Vanille, Hope, MxFFF, Impregnation, Big Cock, Creampie)

“Hello Lightning, Hope. I’m so glad the two of you could make it tonight. It seems like every time I try to talk to you these days you two are busy.” Vanille said with a playful smile as the woman with vibrant red hair welcomed Hope and Lightning into her home. As Lightning and Hope strode into the newly married couple’s house they found Vanille’s wife Fang waiting for them on a nice plush couch. The bronzed skinned beauty with piercing green eyes nodded to them politely as Vanille moved in behind the two.

            “How is it going you two?” Fang asked with a sly smile as her eyes settled on Hope.

            “Well we have been having a lot of fun. Especially after the wedding. Seems like there is something in the air, hehe.” Lightning declared as she let her hand stroke over Hope’s leg. The young man with silvery white hair leaned in slightly towards his own lover as Vanille settled down next to Fang.

            “We wanted to give you a wedding gift.” Lightning said with a warm expression as she looked at the two lovely girls.

Insatiable – Latina Wife Seduces Husbands Best Friend [FM][Cheating][Blow Job][Hotwife]

My heels clicked against the hardwood floor as I walked through the five-bedroom house. I had my award-winning smile in place, pearly whites gleaming as I motioned to the different features of this house. Being a realtor was easy, especially when you looked like I did. Whoever said you hit your peak attractiveness in your twenties was out of their mind. I was thirty-five and had the body Kim Kardashian wished she was born with. Latina down to my perfectly manicured toes. My hair was thick, dark as night, and perfectly wavy. My skin was a delicious tan year-round. My eyes were dark and mysterious. I knew I looked good, and my confidence just made me that much more attractive to my clients.

This time was a bit different, however. I wasn’t showing around just some random client, I was giving Santiago a tour of this mini-mansion. He was one of my husband’s oldest friends, and I… well, I fucking wanted him. I’ve always wanted him. He was as hot as I was, his dark hair had started to grey at the temples and he had these big strong hands that I wanted to be wrapped around every bit of me. I wasn’t the good wife everyone thought I was. I’d had my fair share of affairs. My husband was… boring. And stupid. He never suspected a damn thing.

He [M42] said I [F40] look good in black [MF]

The last time I held a big black cock was in high school and my memories of it were nothing but pleasurable. Weeks ago, I set out to find my new conquest. Tinder once again proved to be the perfect conduit to supply a cock to meet my needs. After weeks of teasing and messaging back and forth, I finally agreed to meet up. We met at a sports bar & grill. At first, he sat across from me in the booth. I ordered my drink and consumed half of it quickly – helping to settle my nerves. I’m not a big drinker so the effect was quite quick! I told him he was too far away and asked him to sit on the same side of the booth as me. We placed our food order, and while waiting, he began to rub the inside of my thigh, with his hand, inching closer and closer to my crotch under the table. He slid his hands down the front of my leggings and, with an entire restaurant full of people, began to eagerly finger me under the table. It took everything I had to keep a poker face and not give away our secret! As the waitress approached with our order, he removed his hands and licked his fingers. While eating his salad and baked potato, and I ate a small appetizer, he used his other hand to continue rubbing my cunt from the outside of my clothing. It’s really hard to eat when you’re close to cumming, in a public place! We wrapped that meal up pretty quickly. I excused myself to the ladies’ room to call my husband and give him the details of what had just happened. And asked his permission to go ruin this man for other women. Once I had his approval, and sent him a snap of how wet my cunt was, he begged me to go fuck my new toy.

CELEBRITY DREAMS – A fantasy sex story with Emily Ratajkowski and Bella Thorne

[LINK TO THE STORY](https://celebrity-facials.blogspot.com/2020/02/celebrity-dreams-fantasy-sex-story-with.html)

Got inspired and wrote my first erotic story.

If you enjoy Emily Ratajkowski, Bella Thorne, teasing, lesbian stuff, masturbation and a litte bit of submission you’re gonna like this.

Comments are appreciated as well!

The Bigamist (Last Part) [FFM]

Julie

The limo picked us up dead on time. It made its way out to the prison farm Karl was going to be released from. The driver was a little surprised at the destination but knew where it was.

Driving out there, we held hands, not sure of what kind of reception this trip was going to receive. Finally we reached the destination and we waited. We knew that prisoners were to be released at 9:05. There was a four minute walk to the bus stop and the bus would come at 9:13am, if it was on time. Prisoners were given bus fare and some cash, as well as whatever money and other goods they had in their possession at the time of their incarceration. Other than that, we knew nothing.

When we arrived, there was no-one at the bus stop and it was a few minutes to 9:00 am. Waiting, I could feel the nervous tension building. That was the longest seven minutes I had ever had and I know Anna was not feeling any different. We had sat in silence when a small door to the right of the gate opened and out stepped a man in a cheap suit. A few seconds later another man stepped out and then a fair haired, tall god looking guy followed him. Anna and I looked at each other and we nodded.

He wanted to share me with his wife…

“You want this pussy, baby?”

I was straddling Glen on all fours. My face was hovering inches above his hard cock. My long dark-hair tickled his erection as I glanced over my shoulder. My panties were on the floor–along with most of my clothes–and my wet pussy was just inches from his nose.

I was wearing a black slip skirt, bra, and garter belt with cream-colored stockings.

With one hand I pulled the skirt up so he could see my bare ass. I put two fingers between the lips of my cunt and spread it in front of his face. I spread my fingers open and shut, flashing him my pink.

Slow, erotic music was playing in the background and I wagged my hips slowly to the bass.

“You like this pussy?” I repeated.

Glen made an affirmative grunt. I knew he was dying to taste me. But he was helpless to do anything about it. His arms were spread above his head–each one cuffed to a corner bedpost. He wore a snug metal cock ring that would make it virtually impossible for him to cum.

[FM] [Hotwife] Meeting a guy in Vegas for Future Date Part 2

[Part One](https://redd.it/f7tfa8)

The next morning awoke to find myself alone in bed, I could smell the coffee already made.

Checking the clock I learned it was just after 7:00 am, early for my Husband on a Sunday .

I pulled on my robe and found him at the kitchen table with his laptop. “Good morning, You’re up early”

“”Yea, I woke up early and decided to do some research…”

I knew what he was doing…’Research?”

“Just checking flights…just out of curiosity…I mean, if you really wanted to go to Seattle for a weekend..”

I went over and hugged him from behind and looked at his screen as he scrolled through all the flights to Seattle.

“Well..there are seats available pretty much any time…sooo…Yea, you want to do it??” I could hear the nervousness in his voice.

I let go and as I walked away as if I din’t are at all “I have no plans this weekend….Go ahead if you want me to”…I was teasing of course, making it seem like I was doing him a favour.

“Is…is he ok for this weekend?”