How to Cuck a Succ Day 2-part 1 [fantasy, succubus, couple, anal, teasing, MFF, creampie]

**this chapter was so long, I have to post it in parts. Annoying, I know but I only get 4000 words per post. I won’t drag it out too long, will post the rest of the chapter by the end of the day.**

How to Cuck a Succ Day 02 – Play With it

Tuesday morning did not start as innocently as the previous morning had. Penny, after a fitful night of tossing and turning, finally gave up on trying to fall asleep. She tapped her phone and squinted to see the time. Without her glasses, the block numbers were blurry, but she eventually made out what they were. There was still a half an hour left before their alarm would start to ring. 

With a sigh of annoyance, Penny rolled back onto her pillow. She felt restless and tired but could not satisfy either feeling. Each time her mind tried to slip into deep rest, thoughts of Kelly would interrupt. The succubus’s flirty smile and playful eyes were locked into her consciousness and would not disappear. Penny stared at the ceiling and wondered about what the alluring creature was up to this morning. 

The D.C. Girl Chronicles: Reunion [MF]

Chapter 8: Only Memories Remain

When I wake up on Sunday morning, she’s already out of bed. She’s in and out of the room, and I’m in and out of consciousness for the first few minutes.

I’m fucking spent. It’s been a long time since I’ve fucked this much, and I’m also sore from the activity of running around Annapolis, and hung over from the seemingly endless amount of weed and drinks. She comes back in and joins me in bed. I begin to realize I’m starting this day on less than 4 hours of sleep.

It’s 8:37 a.m. “Just a Friend” by Biz Markie is playing in the background of the room.

She turns around and buried her head into my chest. She seems completely depressed. I’m shocked by this. She’s tiny, but she’s typically both mentally and physically tough. She’s never shown this outward, non-sexual emotion in the past. Even when we broke up.

“What’s wrong??”

“I don’t know. I’m just sad.”

“About what babe??”

“I just….”

“Do you want to talk about it??”

“I just need a few to gather my thoughts”

“Of course”

My vacation tinder success part 2 [F]

I guess, good things do come for those who wait. I had matched with “Brian.” Being spontaneous as I am, I figured what the hell and asked to hang out that night. He was all for it. Next thing I know both of us are at the bar. Just chatting and bullshitting. I was definitely getting friend vibes but to be honest it was quite nice to hang out with someone and have fun with them. So we went on an adventure and made our way back to my room, where we rode the skyliner over to another resort and continued having drinks and hanging out. I asked him to come back to my room and he was more than happy to. He jumped into bed and I changed into my PJs then joined him.

Play Date [*/M] [Edging] [Anal] [Handjob] [Medical] [D/s]

Adam was 25 years old, muscular, blond, and quite the specimen. We had met online and discussed our shared fantasies for weeks. Well, one thing led to another, and I found myself setting up my playroom in anticipation of his arrival.

I own an exam table, as I am quite fond of playing doctor. This, I positioned for how I envisioned my playmate upon it. The back was raised nearly vertical, and I extended the metal stirrups–nothing thrilled me like a man in stirrups. 

Adam arrived right on time, and after a few pleasantries, we got down to business. Showing him my playroom, I could tell he was impressed with my level of dedication. Playing doctor was a kink of his, too, but today we had something different planned. I wanted to build Adam up to an exhilarating orgasm. This session would be all about him and his pleasure; however, it was clear that I was in charge. Naturally submissive, the young man was excited to play by my rules.

Adam inspected the exam table excitedly. Honestly, I couldn’t wait to see him atop it! Once we had become comfortable with one another, our play date began. I told him it was time to remove his clothes, and the young man was soon undressing before me.

Bar [When you’re stood up, fuck the bartender]

Celeste sat down on an open seat at the bar. The place was deserted since it was the middle of the day. She was supposed to be meeting someone there, but as she glanced around, she realized he was going to be a no show.

She shrugged and smiled over at the bartender. His black t-shirt left little to the imagination with the way it hugged him. His jeans hugged his backside and sculpted his thighs, his black hair slicked back.

“What are you having?” he asked.

Her eyes washed over the various bottles of alcohol along the back wall.

“A lemon drop, please.”

She watched him mix the drink and leaned forward on the counter, glancing toward the front door. The place had been empty when she came in and remained empty.

“Are you always this slow?”

He glanced up at her with an eyebrow raised.

“No. I meant the bar. It’s dead in here.”

His lips lifted into a smile, and he shrugged. “Sometimes.”

He finished making her drink and set it down in front of her, then leaned against the counter. Her eyes strayed to the door again as she took a sip.

Well apparently the theater is free for couples on Monday [Group]

A girl I’ve written about here before texted me last night as I was going to bed. She had just flown back into town. We lose touch and she keeps calling me out of the blue because she knows I’m a dirty fuck and she likes my dick. Anyway, we chatted a bunch today. She hinted that she was home alone for a few days. I’ve had a couple of late nights in a row and I was tired. Then I told her that if I came out, it was going to be all ass and throat. She was into that, so I said if she was good I’d eat her pussy too.

She ragged on me a little for being so meh but I was honestly tired, she said she didn’t get any dick while she was abroad and I said she should call a couple of guys over then. So SHE suggested we go to the theater. We had talked about it before and I said yeah. So we met at the adult theater.

We took a drive to the sex toy shop a few blocks over. We were looking for a ring gag but settled on a blindfold. And back to the theater we go.

[MMMF] **CNC** (The nurse whom just got off from work: Part I)

It’s almost midnight, you’ve been at work where the daily tasks as a nurse is both rewarding and exhausting. Today has been a rough day where you’d just like to get home, take a shower and get something to eat before you lay down on your bed and can get just a moment of peace, before you have to get up and do it all over again.
You’re grabbing your things and you’re saying goodbye to your co-workers. You’re getting a bit more energy on your way out as you’re putting on your headset and a late night coffee is in your hand so you can make sure to stay awake on your way home.

It’s dark outside, cloudy and a light rain is covering everywhere. You’re hearing a rumble in the distance bursting through the music and you notice it’s beginning to rain heavier in the distance with lightings striking giving you a feeling of the thunder as you go. After about 10 minutes of walking, it’s pouring down heavy and you’ve still got a bit way till you’re at the train station where you have to take the last train home for the night, you feeling cold, wet and stressed – but you’re pushing through.

An Arousing Anomaly [sci-fi, M/F, freeuse android]

“Lieutenant Anderson, good morning.”

A gentle female voice drifts to my ears, pulling me from the last dregs of sleep. My eyelids feel heavy, but a bright light permeates the thin skin, willing me to open them.

I am aware of a firm mattress supporting my body, and soft, cool sheets draped overtop. I am naked, save for a pair of rather silky boxer briefs. I carefully crack my eyes open to find an attractive woman perching on the bed beside me.

My muscles feel stiff and my thoughts are coming slowly. It’s as if they are swimming through a thick sludge, struggling to surface. I can’t seem to remember how I got here. I clear my throat and move to sit up.

“The disorientation you are experiencing is to be expected. It will fade over the next forty-eight hours. Please communicate any areas of pain or pressure, especially encompassing the cranial region.”

I gaze at the owner of the voice blearily, taking in her appearance. She is smiling warmly, but something seems a bit…off about her expression. She is wearing a white, form-fitted dress with a high collar. A centre zipper runs down the length of it, and a blue insignia is visible on the short capped sleeves. Her chestnut brown hair is shiny, unnaturally so, and is cut into a perfect bob.

You (f) crashed your car on the way to work. (MMMF/Rape)

You’re late for work.

Waking up and realizing you missed your alarm is the worst feeling. You spring out of bed, quickly take a half shower and get dressed. The only thing you don’t hate about your job is the dress code being casual, so you grab a pair of leggings and a baggy sweatshirt to cover your thong and sports bra.

You try to be quiet, knowing that your boyfriend – if you can even call him that lately – is asleep on the couch. As you start to leave, you hear him stirring, but you don’t have the time or the patience for him now. The second you pull out of the parking lot, you get three texts.

“Hey?”
“I guess we aren’t even saying bye to each other now?”
“You could have at least avoided waking me up.”

You roll your eyes, and plan your response. Things have been tense lately, and you’re not sure how much longer it can really last. You care about him enough to keep trying to make it work though, so at the stop sign you quickly text back.

Dancing Queen 7 [M/F]

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=== Skye ===

Sure, it was my fault that we had to go on a 3 week no-sex streak. Kim, I refuse to call her “Queen”, has been spending most of her waking hours in our home! Doesn’t she have a job? Hobbies? Friends to visit, maybe? A fucking apartment!?

I’m jealous of her, that’s why I did what I did. She’s prettier than I am. She’s more sexually experienced. She’s more relaxed and in control. Bryn has been picking me first for everything. He asks me where I want to go eat, if I need anything, all of those things! I was first for him, me! Then this harlot came along and all of a sudden, she became next to me. Bryn didn’t put me second, no, but he did divide his attention, and so Kim and I became firsts, or equal in his eyes.

When I had sex with those guys, I was first in their eyes. I felt wanted again, needed and desired. But that feeling was fleeting and my heart broke when Bryn had a mini-meltdown. While having three men take their turns with me was an awesome experience, their combined effort didn’t match up to the intensity and longevity that Bryn gave me.