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An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 8-9 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 7 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Eight

Sigrid was sitting in her tower room in the mansion planning on how to get to her mark when something caught her attention. It may have been a scent on the wind, she was not sure. But she was certain that something was wrong. She had learned long ago to trust those feelings when they came. She stood up and climbed out on the roof. She needed both hands when climbing, so the daggers stayed where they were. She stayed close to the wall. Moving silently with quick steps. Read more »

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 8-9 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 7 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Eight

Sigrid was sitting in her tower room in the mansion planning on how to get to her mark when something caught her attention. It may have been a scent on the wind, she was not sure. But she was certain that something was wrong. She had learned long ago to trust those feelings when they came. She stood up and climbed out on the roof. She needed both hands when climbing, so the daggers stayed where they were. She stayed close to the wall. Moving silently with quick steps. Read more »

Upstairs –A MILF Fantasy – Part III – “Emily and her Friends”

By J.K. Jones

At the tender age of 19, I’d had a few sexual encounters with girls my age or just a bit younger, and had even gotten a hand job from a teacher’s aide, a 24 year old grad student named Sheila, one day after class in her tiny office. Long story, and one that involved three hours of flirting over coffee, and a wager, but I’ll tell that one another time. My point is that I had so far had some mild level of sexual adventure by my junior year in college. I was tall, not bad looking, had a body hardened by bicycling and tennis, a good-sized cock that was always popping up and out. I had straight teeth, (thanks to braces in middle school) an agile mind, and because I liked people I tended to talk to them. One secret that many kids my age hadn’t yet figured out, but I had, was that if you spend some time and effort talking to a lot of females, you are going to end up fucking some of them. Read more »

I was punished for my smart mouth [FM]

He was due to come to my place within an hour, and we were discussing me getting on tinder so he could whore me out (he really wanted me to blow a guy, film it, then go back and show him the video and get him off… never happened, sadly); he told me to get swiping so he’d have some matches to look through that evening. I responded with “oh I’ve got matches, bitch, don’t worry.”

Obviously, that was unacceptable.

We had the understanding that I’d always be naked when I answered the door for him (I’m about 5’4″, almost an hourglass figure, very top heavy, but a smaller ass than I’d like), but this time he also wanted me to play with myself while he drove over, get myself almost to orgasm by the time he arrived… then he made me wait more by smoking a cigarette before coming in. I was soaking when I opened the door, ready to cum… his fingers strayed near my pussy but he pulled back and told me to turn around. He shut the door, set down his bag, and took off his jacket before spanking me, hard, and grabbed my throat from behind, whispering in my ear that my attitude needed fixing. He spanked me a couple more times, taunting me, commenting on how wet I was for him already. More than anything I wanted him to fuck me right there, in the entryway to the living room, harder than he ever had before. Read more »

Upstairs – A MILF Fantasy – Part II – “Serious Fucking” (Part I was posted earlier today).

By J.K. Jones

Emily’s hand in mine was smooth, slim and warm, and pulsing with life as she almost dragged me up the stairs to the second floor of her house. Her sexy ass was bouncing right in front of me, her legs long, smooth, naked. I could smell the heady aroma of a turned on woman, with a tinge of alcohol. Her hair was long, thick, and showed signs of recent brushing, less wild than ten minutes ago when she had come rolling in drunk and disheveled from a night of drinking with girlfriends and fending off creeps.

Emily turned her face as we arrived at her bedroom door, and her beautiful large brown hazel eyes flashed with lust and urgency. Pragmatically, I noticed that during the five minutes she had been upstairs, she had touched up her make up. So the act of letting her robe slide to the door to show me her fine, naked, aerobics-built ass and legs, and asking me if I wanted to go upstairs with her, as spontaneous as it had seemed, was probably something of a planned seduction. However, it had worked with acute efficiency. Read more »

Intensity: A Cautionary Tale [MF]

I can still recall how she looked lying naked on the bed of the sleazy motel room as I stepped out of the bathroom. It was a breathtaking scene and if my cock wasn’t already jutting from my body, hard and eager and anxious for a woman’s touch again, it would have taken that shape in a lightning fast way.
She was facing away from me, waiting. The light and shadows showing off the contours of her shoulders, arms and backside played at an illicit dance of contradictions. Light and dark painting her in an exotic way. She was beautiful, voluptuous and part of her was too self-conscious to know it. If Rubens was standing there, he would have been fetching his easel to paint her form., helpless to do anything else (except to masturbate to her image, gods know part of me wanted to). The contrast of the light and shadows dancing on her back as deep as the contrasts of who she was when I met her and who she seemed to be now.

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Daddy [bondage] [submission] [collars]

After school, I waited downstairs by the car like he told me too. A long trench coat kept the rain off my body but kissed my face with tiny drops. Looking back at the door I saw him running to the car to let me in. I sat in the back wondering where he is taking me. The front seat was for good girls only and I had been so bad. He looked in the mirror at me with a stern face while driving . I became shy, putting my head down while fumbling with the straps of my purse. The car came to a stop which made me peer out the rain soaked window. Beautiful lights sparkled like diamonds as I began to assume our whereabouts.

My daddy escorted me from the car then placed a rhinestone collar around my neck. I looked in his eyes with a slight smile as he gave me the good girl collar. Daddy likes to give punishment for bad behavior which is a whole night of nipple pinching and paddling. I knew I had done something bad yet he flashed me a smile then grabbed the leash. Read more »

[M] & [F] Journey to ownership [soft play][control]

I am not sure where it started. I have no idea how my mind suddenly shifted to make me change my cravings. Nonetheless it happened. Apparently I am unable to stop it.

It started simple enough, I met “K” before when I was walking around the local bar scene. I am within walking distance of the main street and people come from all over to party here. I am the type of local that likes to get a little bit of a buzz on and just have conversations with people. See different experiences, and just meet new people. I ran into “K” while walking around, she is a small brown haired MILF with a really sexy smile. I saw her we recalled seeing each other before, in a haze of drunkenness and recalled each others names. We were talking about various things and walking together. She asked what i was looking for around town and I told her point blank “a submissive, a girl to bend to my will, and make her an absolute whore…because I say so” and i smiled. (yeah i had been drinking a bit and the tone and speech was not my usual..) She smiled and grabbed my hand and said, well i had better be careful. Read more »

Becoming his slut pt. 2 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices. Read more »

The Witcher, the Sorceress, and the Hound [EU] [Witcher] [Fantasy] [Beast] [Knotting] [Kissing] [Oral] [Facefuck]

Wix leaned in the chair so that it stood on its two back legs. His feet were kicked up on the fancy, varnished table. It was pretty nice as far as tables went. Nice wood, engraved with the crest of Nilfgaard. Some mud stuck to the heel of his boot smeared. He shoveled spoonfuls of vegetable soup into his mouth. A guard stared at him with disdain.

What a time it had been, working for the Child of Destiny. What a time it was, listening to her fuck the shit out of those two Sorceresses. It seemed that Cirilla split her time between legislation and leisure. Fine with him, as long as he got paid.

No one in the palace seemed to acknowledge the Queen’s lecherous hobbies. Guards brought her out to the stables and returned with her flustered and ragged. They never said anything. No matter how many remarks Wix made, they never rose to the occasion. It was easier to talk to a wraith than these men. Wix knew that from experience.

He smiled at the frowning guard. “Nice night, eh?” Read more »