Tag: Fisting

Uber Sucking Time in Candlestick [FM]

Hi Y’all,

Sorry it’s been so long since I’ve written. The move to Fairfield, CA, my husband’s new job at Travis AFB, getting the kids back in school and figuring out how to drive for Uber again in California took much longer than expected.

With the kids back in school last week I was free at 9AM and didn’t have to pick them up until 3PM so I turned on my Uber app to see who needed a ride. It turned out having a pass to get in and out of Travis was beneficial as I was soon inside the gates and headed to the Westwind Inn, an on base hotel of sorts, to pick up my first ride. It turned out to be a small family of three who needed a ride to SFO.

My god how far is that, I thought to myself, as I’d not driven into San Francisco yet. The app said it would take 62 min so sure, it was a good start to the day. Both the husband and wife were in the Air Force and were transferring to JBLM, where I’d just come from. So we had a great conversation of sharing tips of each of the different bases we both knew so much about. It wasn’t long at all before I was pulling up to the Alaska Airlines gate at SFO to drop them off. Read more »

Captured by Bigfoot [mf][non con]

Cassie set her pack down on a stump and pulled out her map. She’d been hiking the trail for a few days now, and she was making good progress. She should be at the next stop in three days.

Unbeknownst to her, a creature had been following her for the past day or so, waiting for a chance to strike. Cassie’s intense focus on her map provided just such an opportunity. Quietly, the creature snuck up behind her, it’s footsteps muffled by fallen leaves. It balled up a massive fist and struck her head from behind. Cassie immediately collapsed, unconscious. The creature threw her limp body over his shoulder and lumbered off towards the cave where he made his home.

Cassie’s consciousness returned slowly. She gradually became aware that she was lying on cold, uneven stone. Wherever she was, it was dark, and she could hear water dripping somewhere nearby. As Cassie’s eyes came into focus, she realized she was in a cave. Looking around, Cassie saw that her pack was here too (her lantern was, in fact, the only source of light). So, she wasn’t alone. Someone else had brought her here. Cassie’s blood turned to ice at the thought, and she looked around frantically for her captor. Read more »

a sex story about a girl who eats a watermelon

For the past three months, she had been unable to look directly at a watermelon without growing desperately and uncontrollably aroused. That sweet juicy nectar dripping from her mouth all the way down to her…

She knew it was wrong to put so much as a fist inside of her. She knew what physical cost would come with a watermelon. But god, the look of it, so pink and inviting.

Perhaps her fascination began as a child, with the age-old warning that if you swallow a watermelon seed, it will sprout a vine in your stomach. She longed for the feeling of her mouth being forced open, jaw beginning to cramp, as that thick, hard branch forced its way out between her parted lips. The room began to feel hot as she stared at the melon, its waxed, shiny skin hypnotizing her, drawing her closer. She craved its seed. No, she *needed* its seed. Her vagina, mouth, and anus reduced to slobbering stretch-holes as she became flesh for the bones of the new organism within her. Read more »

The Sushi Bar (mf) (non/dub-con) (firstdate)

Mai blotted her red lipstick and studied herself in her vanity mirror.

Most people would describe her as cute. Not a sexy bombshell, not a raving beauty.

…cute.

She sighed and studied further.

Dark brown eyes pulled sharply up at the corners, a feature given to her by her Korean mother.

She fussed her sleek short black hair, and it quickly fell back into perfectly straight blue-black strands.

Cute…she sighed and pulled her top a little lower, exposing an ample cleavage.

She swapped her sensible flats for a pair of cherry-red heels, which elongated her pale legs in the tiny miniskirt she poured herself into.

Mai opened her vanity to pull a smoky black eyeliner. Heavy wings gave her a sultry look.

She took a joint from the vanity drawer and opened the dating app on her phone.

Mai pulled hard on the joint and scrolled through Will’s profile. Tall, successful, confident, and sexy as hell.

“What’s the catch?” She thought to herself while blowing smoke out the window. Read more »

“Bring A Friend– Actually, Bring Two” [FMMM] [Groupsex] [Anal] [Oral] [swallow] [Creampie]

I’ve taken more cocks inside me than weeks I’ve spent in Seattle.

I’ve only lived here for two weeks.

…And those they were all taken at the same time.

I couldn’t help myself! The past two months saw me finish school with two degrees, get a new job, dump my cheating sack of shit boyfriend, and move cross country. I deserved it!

I met Michael, a tall, dark, sexy muscular man hung like a horse. He worked IT at the office, and the entire time he was setting up my computer, explaining the company drives, folders and other tech stuff I didn’t give a shit about, my eyes were drawn to the thick bulge in his denim. He pretended not to notice, but I knew he did. All day, my panties were soaked, thinking of his cock inside me, pounding me relentlessly like the slut I wish I was.

Actually, the “slut I am” is more accurate.

During lunch, I got to talk with him. I forget how we got on the subject, but he showed me a picture of him and his gorgeous friends. I don’t know what came over me, but I told him “You should come over. Bring your friend. Both of them.” Read more »

From being a couch potato to a public [FFFM] – an escalating night [F]

I (F28) was sitting on the couch of a friend, all comfy, under a blanket with a cup of tea. I canceled my wild plans, I felt too tired.

Until my phone rang: ‘What are you doing tonight? Cause we are going ooooout!’, my friend (F28) shouted out. These are the friends you need. We decided the party at Church would be fun, since this was my original plan anyway. I rushed home and out came my kinky mini dress, big leather choker and lots of make-up. In the train I was cursing myself: what am I getting myself into tonight?

My beautiful friend was wearing a black body, a choker with a small leash and stay-up stockings. I showed her around: ‘Look, this is where I fucked last week’ and soon we were standing on the dancefloor. I loved how wild and free she danced. She is a person with big sensual energy which rubbed off on me. We felt like going on crazy adventures. Read more »

Is this how you woke up last Sunday?

You awoke early thinking it was the sun in your eyes, until you noticed your new lover was pulling your thong off. You met him a few months ago and now was pretty much standard to awake with him by your side on a Sunday morning.  He tosses the flimsy fabric aside and looks at you with that devilish smile. You return that same smile, bend your knees and spread your legs. As if to say, “Breakfast is served.” A warm wet Muff pie, ready for the taking. He slides in between your legs, wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls himself in.

You close your eyes and lay back. There was a time your Kitty wasn’t being treated right and didn’t care if your lover dined on it or not. But now, your new man has changed all that. When he spends his time there, your Kitty purrs all night long. You feel his tongue touch your leg. Licking up your thigh and across the wet divide to the other leg. Your body jumps, you know whats coming. His tongue runs back up your thigh. He starts slow.  Read more »

Rent Comes Due (part 3)

Autumn is winding down; I do the haying, which is so mechanized it barely counts as farm work. I do a few friends’ fields, too — I owe them for some water they sent my way when the piping got screwed up last spring, after the messy thaw.

I spend some of that time thinking about your sexuality — the rape fetish, and desire to see other girls get pushed. I don’t expect to understand it, and I’m not all that worried about it But it’s not any kind of normal I’m familiar with, and just maybe I need a little more information.

I switch off the bailer, climb up into the cab of the harvester where it’s cool and quiet, and punch a phone number I haven’t looked up in while.

“Heinrich. This is a surprise. You finally decided you wanted some adult conversation?”

“I have Willis when I want that.”

“Ha, you still name your pigs Willis. You know the real Willis died of cancer two years ago, right? You don’t have to symbolically slaughter him every Christmas anymore.”

“Yeah, but it never gets old. Was his death painful?”

“Very.” Read more »

Freeuse Public Services (Sample Chapter)

The elevator doors dinged as they opened, and Chief Gary Roberts exited them into the Freeuse Police Department. His Police Department.

He greeted the officers sitting on their desks left and right of the corridor to the office. Even though it was his, he knocked before entering.

“Quiet night, Barry?” he asked the man sitting in his chair. Barry Nelson was the night shift captain. He didn’t stand up to greet him, which was a bit odd.

“Yeah. Just a couple drunk-and-disorderlies, threw them in the cells to let them sleep it off.”

Strange noises were coming from under the desk. Gary looked down and saw two black heels. Someone was kneeling under the desk in front of Barry.

“Who do you have over there, Barry?” he laughed.

“Oh, just a college freshman, from the campus. You know how it goes.”

“God, is it pledge week already?” said Gary, hanging his jacket on the coatrack.

“Yes, and this one was assigned the challenge to come into the department and suck off the first man that talked to her. It seems I hit the jackpot. I think her name is Chrissy, or Missy, or something.” Read more »