Tag: Fantasy

Downing Abbey – Chapter 1

(Abigail)

If I had known there’d be eight inches of hot lawyer inside of me before the end of the week, I’d have asked to take Monday off. Instead of making that call, I’m about to walk into a law firm. But first, some context explaining why I’m buried six-feet under a mountain of crap. Gender equality is a fantasy, just like karma.

There I am, two weeks ago. I’m doing my deep breathing after washing off the last of my smudged mascara and runny nose. The right amount of pride and stubbornness held my chin up and rolled my shoulders back as I splashed cold water over my face. I was sure as shit not letting that asshole see that he got to me. Tears were normal, but what happened that day in the store manager’s office was not.

It felt innocent at first – smiles and laughs and an open air for discussion. But big flapping red flags should have been raised when he said, ‘let’s lock the door while we discuss salary.’ Intuition, you have failed me. Read more »

A Helping Hand From an Old Friend [MF] [Cheating]

The sun had not long set on a bitterly cold Winter’s day that I’d spent the entirety of lounging around my empty apartment aching for something to do. It was the university break, and I’d grown sick and tired of watching TV shows, playing video games, and attempting to start writing the same novel over and over again. All of my friends were busy with work, relationships, or other tedious commitments, and my girlfriend was a thousand miles away, on the other side of the country holidaying with her best friend. I checked my fridge to find I was well stocked on beers, but before resorting to drinking on my own, I decided to scroll through the “Online” portion of my Facebook Messenger app and see who I could possibly invite over. Read more »

[MF] Costume designer helped me get rid of a boner between scenes

Long time lurker who has decided to finally bite the bullet and tell the one and only story in my arsenal.

I was raised as a kind of theater kid. My much older step brother came from a family that was really big on the arts and wound up getting stuck heading up my elementary school plays when I was little. So, parts just kind of got handed to me and it gave me a bit of a false sense of confidence about my actual ability to actually act, as later found out in middle school. Luckily, all of my schools since, all the way up to college, have allowed at least one production per year written by the students, and it would turn out that I had a bit of a knack for writing.

Still, call me a nostalgic old sap, but part of me missed actually being at the center of it all and participating in the action. Read more »

Fried Chicken Girl [BBW] [Oral]

She was huge: six foot tall, short hair, a roll of fat bulged over her shoulder and there were so many folds on her torso she looked like a naked Zoidberg. It was in a Popeye’s that they met. She actually approached him. Although, she was morbidly obese, her personality did not reflect her dumpy body.

“Hi there! Never seen you here before. You new?” she said to Calvin.

“Just stopping by for some jambalaya and spicy fried chicken. This is the only Popeye’s in the county,” said Calvin.

“I know, I’m here all the time,” she said.
Calvin looked at the workers’ face and can tell that they didn’t like her there. They looked at her with disgust.

“Would you want to share a bucket of chicken with me?” asked Calvin. Read more »

How my man and I got James to come home with us (Part one of a story that happened just last night) [MFM]

CAUTION: This is long and is only part one. Sorry, but I like details. ; )

“Are you sure he’ll go for it?” I asked.

“No. I’ve all but told him that you want to suck his cock. He usually stops texting or changes the subject whenever I say something about you. I’m not sure what that means. He either really wants to fuck you and assumes your off limits or he’s not interested. I guess we’ll find out tonight,” my man told me.

We were getting ready to go meet my man’s friend James out for drinks and shoot some pool. I had met him a few times before and he and I had gotten along well. He’s a nice guy, trim build, just starting to get some gray in his black hair, and incredibly cute. He didn’t know I was coming.

“Yeah, I guess. I just wish I knew one way or the other.”

“Don’t sweat it. If it happens, great. If it doesn’t, then we can still have a good time tonight.”

“That’s true. I haven’t played pool in quite a while.”

“You remember the rules?” Read more »

My Little Brother’s Girlfriend [MF] [Oral] [Anal]

I leave my room and head to the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. As I hurry through the den I see my little brother on the couch, his girlfriend is next to him, her legs draped over his lap. I had come home from college to watch the house while our parents were out of town, and being the cool older brother I am, had agreed to let Dan have Jenna stay over night. They are seniors in high school after all, and I remember how hard it was to get in some good alone time. I duck quickly into the bathroom and get into the shower.

As I bathe, my thoughts turn to Jenna, admittedly not for the first time. I recall the young latina lounging on the couch. Her dark, smooth legs were quite visible in the shorts she’s wearing. Her breasts, a respectable b cup if I had to guess, had been complimented well by her tight shirt.

I grin and touch my stiffening cock absentmindedly. I had passed through the room fast, but had I not seen her eyes move behind her glasses, passing over my bare chest? Wishful thinking perhaps, which speaking of… Read more »

[MF] My Morning With Cinnamon [Cuckold] [Massive Tits]

A few months ago I had an old partner resurface in my life, and the brief time we spent together was remarkably, satisfyingly hot, so I thought I’d commit to to story form. I’m not going to bother getting into my history of this individual, but if folks truly crave the rich backstory and have way too much time on their hands, I spent something like an hour rambling about it nearly a year ago for GoneWildAudio, another sub I frequent. You can review my younger self’s sexual escapades with the woman in question [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/3vf2eh/m4a_cinnamon_story_rambling_interracial/) should you so choose.

I’ll also preface this with another tidbit – the woman in this story, who I have dubbed “Cinnamon” to protect the innocent, spent a lot of time praising the size of my dick. I have a love/hate relationship with recounting stories that in some way revolve around cock size – they are obviously hot and fun to read, but I’m not an idiot so I’m well aware that most folks who read a story written by an author who spends time talking about his monster dong are going to presume that dude is a self-congratulatory liar. So here’s the straight dope: I don’t have a godzilla cock. I don’t, in my opinion, even have a porn cock – at least, not the porn most people want to watch. If you saw my dick in a porn you’d go, “Eh.” You would think to yourself, “Well, this is porn, and that is a cock, but this is not a porn cock. This is a slightly above average, okay cock.” Read more »

2 girls. 1 night. [M]y Ex + Girl [F]rom Work.

SYNOPSIS: This story picks up where my last one left off. The girl from work is unaware of the intense hookup my ex and I had the prior evening. Both will end up in my bed before the night ends.

I strolled into work at 5:05pm, the dim lighting of the upscale restaurant helped to hide my unshaven face and the bags that were forming under my eyes. The two other people who were tending bar with me had already arrived for their shift. I was hung over but in decent spirits. After all, there was no photo evidence of my mistakes from the night before. I might actually be able to weasel my way out of the love triangle I had created. I should have never touched me ex, it was stupid, but hopefully the girl from work would never find out… I spoke with my fellow bartenders, and informed them of my rough night and asked if I could be cut first. They didn’t contest. The summer was winding down and they were bound to make good money on this busy Friday night. The girl that I was falling for would be arriving for her shift in a few hours and I needed to run damage control. Read more »

Peeping Neighbor part 4 (mFf) (voy, exh, oral, inc, fantasy)

Jeff woke up with a start. Gold light shone in his windows. He glanced to his clock

*Seven at night*

He got up and looked out his window to the pool. Seeing nothing, he glanced through his video and found nothing there either. He left his room for the kitchen and a bowl of strawberries and reheated a plate of chicken and rice and veggies in the fridge. He then moved to the bathroom looking at the balcony. Nothing there either. He could see some lights inside the house but could not see anyone.

*I wonder what time they will head to sleep?* he thought.

He returned to his room and sat down at his computer and surfed the web watching stupid videos. After ten minutes or so he saw Natasha wearing her thin white tank top, her cutoff shorts and rubber galoshes, walking out of the house past the pool and behind some bushes. A moment later she reappeared with a hose spraying water. He readjusted his camera to capture her in frame. She watered all the trees and flowers and potted plants in the backyard. Periodically from spraying the hose at some of the plants she got her shirt wet. It slowly went completely see-through. He could see everything clearly in her tight white shirt. After watering everything she dropped the hose and wandered behind the bush before returning inside. Read more »

Peeping Neighbor part 4 (mFf) (voy, exh, mast, inc, fantasy)

Jeff woke up with a start. Gold light shone in his windows. He glanced to his clock

*Seven at night*

He got up and looked out his window to the pool. Seeing nothing, he glanced through his video and found nothing there either. He left his room for the kitchen and a bowl of strawberries and reheated a plate of chicken and rice and veggies in the fridge. He then moved to the bathroom looking at the balcony. Nothing there either. He could see some lights inside the house but could not see anyone.

*I wonder what time they will head to sleep?* he thought.

He returned to his room and sat down at his computer and surfed the web watching stupid videos. After ten minutes or so he saw Natasha wearing her thin white tank top, her cutoff shorts and rubber galoshes, walking out of the house past the pool and behind some bushes. A moment later she reappeared with a hose spraying water. He readjusted his camera to capture her in frame. She watered all the trees and flowers and potted plants in the backyard. Periodically from spraying the hose at some of the plants she got her shirt wet. It slowly went completely see-through. He could see everything clearly in her tight white shirt. After watering everything she dropped the hose and wandered behind the bush before returning inside. Read more »