[MF] Heavenly Bureaucracy [Fdom] [pegging] [supernatural]

As far as Saturday mornings go, this one wasn’t much out of the usual, or, rather, wouldn’t have been, but for the woman standing over my bed as I woke up.

There was definitively something off about her, and not just by the fact that she appeared to have broken into my apartment overnight; her neon green pixie cut, numerous piercings, and prolific tattoos of cocks and tentacle monsters savaging women didn’t seem to gel with her matter of factly work-a-day demeanour; none of which was helped by her wispy, transparent clothing that seemed designed expressly to tittilate and show of her flesh rather than conceal anything.

“Mister Connington?” she asked as I drifted into waking. “_Steve_ Connington?”

“Uh, yeah…” I muttered, confused by her sudden appearance. “Who are you…?”

With a perfunctory nod and smile she tore a slip of paper from a booklet she was carrying, and proffered it at me.

“You are served with appearing at the Capital City Temple within fourteen days for a union with Her Grand Majesty the Most Exalted, The Goddess Persicima, Glory of all the World and Mother to All.” she said. “Failure to appear will result in forced compliance.”

Partying with the Girls [m/f/shemale] [anal] [threesome] [femdom]

[This story was completed as a request, if you’d like to make one, pm me!]

In my experience, I’ve noticed that different strains of pot tend to produce different sensations. I once got into a strain that made my legs cold and tingly each time I smoked it. Upon my peak, I’d be convinced I was levitating each time I stood because I felt disconnected from my body. Another strain made me so sleepy I ended up sleeping straight through the high. The strain I brought with me to this year’s party, though, made me intensely horny. I find the oddest things attractive in this state– last week I got high and whacked to the curve of my light bulb because it looked like a breast. The idea of actually going to my computer and getting on pornhub must have been beyond me at that point.

A few friends and I lit up in the backyard of David’s massive house, where an all-out house party was being thrown in honor of the Fourth of July. Feeling that familiar energy begin to well up, I decided to wander away and rub one out before anyone noticed my cock rising to attention.

Avery’s night [group) (humiliation] [anal] [femdom] [submission] [creampie]

“ok avery you’ve got this” she said to herself looking into the mirror. Avery was preparing for her blind date in 30 minutes. Her sex life had been stagnant since her long term boyfriend had left her a year ago and she hadn’t been with a man since, she hadn’t really been with him much either in all the years they had dated they had only had sex three times. Finally her friend from work had goaded her into a blind date with someone she knew.
She was nervous as could be she had gone all out to prepare for this date. She had gone to the salon, went shopping for a dress, put on her nicest jewelry, everything to make a good impression. She was in a dark red silk dress that clung tight to her ample breast with a deep v going down in between her breasts fitting tight to her flat abs and flaring out with her ample ass, toned from years of squats, the fabric flowed down her beautiful long legs paired with red high heels. She was wearing a pearl necklace that ppaired nicely with her tan skin and blonde hair that reached down to her lower back. She picked up her phone and sent a text to her date, the only thing she knew about him was that his name was ayden “look or me I’ll be the tall girl in the red dress”
She left her rundown apartment and got into her 1995 towncar and headed to the restaurant they had agreed to go to, giamatti’s Italian kitchen, fine dining for a fine lady. She arrived early by about five minutes. Nervous and excited she wondered what type of man her date was, was he a tall suave businessman or maybe an artist! She had always had a soft spot for painters. In truth she was already a little wet at the prospect of seeing a man, she had always felt weird playing with herself and couldn’t do it and her drought was really weighing down on her mentally it was always so hard being 6’2 finding the right guy was a chore. The clock reached 7 and her date hadn’t arrived yet. She looked around the room and only saw an older couple in the corner. The door opened and she excitedly looked with her crystal smile that makes any man in the vicinity have a heart flutter, and then her face dropped. It couldn’t be him. It was a 5’6 120 pound man. He had a bad spout of acne on his face filled with white heads wearing cargo pants and a phedora. But to her dismay he laid eyes on her and smiled real wide with a goofy grin and walked over “hey avery right! Im ayden!” Avery mumbled a response already seething in her mind at Kathy for insulting her with this obvious virgin. He took a seat across the table and asked the waiter for a mountain dew. Avery promptly ordered an entire bottle of wine, to get through this dinner.
Ayden droned on and on about his video games and his katana collection as avery offered curt replies to the pimply manchild downing glass after glass of wine. Avery, 3/4th of the way through the bottle simply picked up the bottle and downed the rest. She looked up at him, still wearing that god awful phedora. She weighed her options on her mind on one hand she had no way of getting home drunk as she was and on the other she sure as hell wasn’t going to his house after. She came to a decision. She leaned forward her long beautiful blonde hair draping over the table and the cloth around her breasts falling forward giving a hint of what was underneath. “If you drive me home ill let you see my tits.”. pimpleton as she was now calling him in her head jolted and knocked over his glass of mountain dew. “ Absolutely!” Avery stood up shakily and meandered out of the restaurant, unsteady on her high heels. Pimpleton rushed out of the restaurant excited for his first pair of tits. She opened the door and had a controlled fall onto the bench seat up front as pimpleton turned the car on. Her head was laying ever close to his lap and she decided to tease him a bit as he drove her home. She brushed her hair to the side and brought her beautiful face and lay it sideways across his lap her mouth breathing drunkenly overy the spot on his lap where his cock lay. Her refined pink lips could feel the tip of his cock harden like a rock. She didn’t go any further the thought of touching the cock of a weakling like him discugusted her. The car pulled into her parking spot and she lazily got up took off her dress right in front of him she revealed her pink nipples on her perfect tits and her red thong. Pimpleton’s jaw dropped and he started unzipping his pants but all avery did was ask for the keys take off her heels and get out of the car. Pimpleton jumped out of the car. *click* the car door locked. “walk home” avery said and walked into her apartment. The pitiful pimpletons face dropped and he slowly walked off. Avery stumbled into her room and put on her bedtime tanktop that clung to her body and fell on her bed and looked up at the ceiling
“ god damnit god damnit god damnit!” “That fucking bitch” she expelled a stream of curses. Home at Friday night at 9 pm just as boring as her life had been for the past year, nothing had changed. Her face soured and she sulked for 2 hours stairing at the ceiling sobering up. “ I guess I’ll go for a drive” she muttered to no one in particular and got out of bed still in her red thong and tank top and wandered out the door and got in her car. Avery often went for drives when she was upset and it had taken a toll on her gas tank and her wallet.
She drove and drove , all her fantasizing earlier had gotten her horny and she had no release. She pulled into a parking lot leaned back and looked at the ceiling. she wanted to be used she wanted someone to take control she was tired of sobeing the lead she stayed that way for awhile before sitting up she looked in front of her and saw a rundown dive bar with half the lightbulbs working and had a thought. She looked in her back seat and saw her dry erase board and marker and smiled as she scribbled on the board. She opened her car door and stepped out of the car.
Her bare slightly pink feet on the pavement, her thong going right up between her firm cheeks dripping with juices and her white tanktop riding halfway up her abs marker and board in her hand. she walked into the dive bar. Every mans eye’s were on her and men started hooting and hollering. Yet she didn’t look at them. She walked towards the men’s bathroom and paused at the threshold bent over hands on her knees and a man spanked her ass. Her heart was pumping so loudly she thought it would explode, she was confident until this point she was so nervous she was shaking and her mind was racing “is this a good idea” “I know I want excitement in my life but This is….” But that tiny voice in the back of her head egged her on and pushed her through that door heart thumping she walked into the bathroom and for now no one followed. Her hands shaking and her legs wobbling she couldn’t believe she was doing this. This is crazy. Her nervous hands tried to prop up the sign but it kept falling over and over again but eventually she got it to stick. It said.
Rule 1: must use a condom.
Rule 2: my panties must stay on.
Rule 3: after cumming put a tally mark on my lower back.
Happy fucking<3
She walked towards the dirty toilet and her stomach lurched but her heart beat even faster and her pussy got wetter. The exhilaration! This was the craziest thing she had ever done but all it did was make her wetter the more she thought about it. . It had piss all over the seat. Drunken men can’t aim as it turns out. She straddled in front of the toilet her unblemished pink feet touching sticky yellow stains on the lenolium floor. She placed her hands on the backside of the toilet tank and her long straight hair drooped down onto the dirty floor still speckled with drops from whoever was in the bathroom before.

My wife caught me watching porn [fm][Fdom]

Ok so a little back story first, my wife Lucy and I have been together for 12 years and in recent years bedroom activities have been few and far between and when they do arise its plain old vanilla stuff. Lucy is very anti-pornography being the good catholic woman she is and kinks and fetishes have all but dried up for many years, but in every other part of life our marriage is perfect. Lucy is 34, 5’9”, long brunette hair, pale skin and curvy body with the most amazing ass. although not as thin as she once was, she still is in amazing shape.

[Request]Looking for more stories where men have to resist from coming

I found two stories on literotica ( [this](https://www.literotica.com/s/a-fatal-compulsion) and [this](https://www.literotica.com/s/tempting-john) ) where the main theme of the story is guys trying to resist from coming and girls that are forcing/tempting them so that they fail. The setting can be anything like a game, challenge, contest, femdom, etc. Can you suggest more stories like this? Thank you very much!

[MF] After the party [Fdom]

I thought this would be a relaxing Sunday where I can skip all my homework and play CS with my pals. It starts off with my bedroom door being busted open like if the Marines have planted charges and breached it. Instead, my cousin proceeded to walk in. My cousin is taller, stronger, and more aggressive than me. I asked him if something was wrong, but he didn’t reply and instead slammed a neatly printed piece of paper on my desk. It read “Come on down to [The Council] to have some fun! FREE DRINKS”. He then asked me to come with him to a party, and a bit of hesitation came to my mind but it all cleared up in a matter of five seconds, and the word “YES” just came straight out of my mouth.

After spending 20 minutes walking to the train station, I was ready to be chilled by the air conditioning system on the train. We boarded and sat down all the way at the back. It was a 2-hour ride, and we even had to switch trains because of “engine failure xD”. When we finally arrived at Newmarket, my cousin wasted no time and headed straight for the party.

A Little Fantasy [MF] light[bi] light [Fdom][Msub] [1st person]

It’s a cold, overcast day. I am taking a shower to warm up, and as usual, my mind wanders to dirty thoughts.

I take the shower head down to begin rinsing, the water warm and massaging on my body. I run the water over my engorged penis, and as I am enjoying this, I reach my other hand down between my legs to press against my soapy asshole.

I touched up my shave in the shower, so the soap makes my skin slick, and my middle finger slides easily between my taint and my hole. I slip the tip of my finger inside myself and now my cock is rock hard against the water from the shower head. I could cum right now, and I moan with pleasure, my forehead resting against the shower wall.

My wife Samantha must have heard, because I hear a knock at the door. She enters before I can say anything. I keep my back to the shower curtain, I keep my finger pressed into my ass, I keep the water washing over my penis. I am compromised. I love it.

Fun at the Firehouse – Part 1 – The teacher says “Thank you” [FMMM] [Group] [Anal] [Oral] [Mild FDom]

Part 1

It was a normal day that started like any other as I walked up to the side door of Station 12. Station 12 is the oldest station in our district and houses a single Engine Co, Engine 12. It’s a smaller building, only 2 stories. The first floor is mainly the engine bay, in the back is the kitchen/TV area, a small bathroom and there are 2 offices (one is used by the battalion chief when he stops by and the other is the watch office where there are computers for the crew to use). Along the right side of the building is a room with racks for extra supplies and equipment, this is also where we hang our gear when we aren’t on shift. Upstairs is mainly our sleeping quarters with 3 larger full bathrooms, and the captain’s office/bedroom is tucked in the front corner. The main area has 4 beds and the walls are lined with lockers for our personal belongings.

The Amazon Goddess [FM] [femdom][bondage][kidnapping][breeding][giantess]

Mateo drowsily lifted his head, his sleep-filled eyes flitting awake. He felt as if he had been asleep for days.

How long had he been asleep for?…

His eyes blinked, still adjusting to the velvet darkness consuming his vision. He squirmed in discomfort at the damp wooden floor beneath him. As he attempted to stretch his stiff shoulders, a jolt of terror coursed through his being. He couldn’t move his arms yet his legs were free.

He wriggled his lithe but toned body in a hapless attempt to free himself, but several lengths of soft cloth had him securely tied to a thick, wooden pillar.

Mateo struggled in vain to free himself. It had only been the previous evening that he had been fighting against the storm, his boat unable to handle the vicious current that jettisoned him out to sea. He had a foggy, hazy memory of making it shore before
losing consciousness. He felt so hungry, so tired and so very desperate.

He slumped his shoulders in defeat, only to gently cock his head at the clicking of footsteps down a flight of stairs. His entire body tensed in anticipation.

[Fanfic] [Str8] Parappa and Lammy Have Sex [mF] [incest] [siblings] [teasing] [femdom] [whoredom] [barely legal] [foot fetish] [handjob] [blowjob] [titjob] [bdsm] [endosoma] [ear/brain fetish] [mind control] [licking] [motherly] [bukkake] [anal] [vaginal] [breastfeeding] [cheating] [sleep sex]

LAMMY’S PRIVATE NIGHT WITH PARAPPA

Late one rather deceptively peaceful and unassuming night in Parappa Town, Parappa had just gotten back to his stepsister Lammy’s apartment and was completely exhausted, red in the face and gasping for breath…much to Lammy’s unpleasant surprise when she looked up from her dishwashing duties in the kitchen and saw him shambling through the living room like a zombie.

“Oh my god, Parappa, you poor thing…tell me, who did you get in a fight with THIS time?” Lammy ran over to Parappa and asked him worriedly, squatting down to match his embarrassingly short body height, hugging him lovingly, cradling him in her arms like a precious little baby and giving him a sugary-sweet kiss on the cheek, causing him to blush immensely.

“No no, that’s not what happened!” Parappa humiliatedly corrected her, waving his hands nervously at her. “What happened was that Chop Chop Master Onion told me to run all the way back home on foot after tonight’s evening lesson on…well, footwork, and so now, as you can probably imagine, I’m pretty much COMPLETELY tuckered out as a result!” Parappa explained, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sweat off of his forehead while Lammy pulled out a baby bottle of water from HER pocket and made the poor adorable little pup drink it for lack of any better, less demeaning alternatives at the moment.