Unexpected surprise at work [MF] [Rapeplay]

I heard the door chime as I swept the floor by the froyo dispensers. I rolled my eyes at myself, mentally chiding myself for forgetting to lock the door. I was now going to have to deal with someone looking for a sweet tooth fix at 10 PM. Didn’t they noticed how most of the lights were off in the store? The chairs turned over onto the tables? The empty toppings bar? Or were visions of mediocre froyo drowning in m&ms & hot fudge blinding them to the state of the store?

The froyo dispensers are along a curved wall, so you have to set away from them to see the door. I did this as I said, “we’re closed” but I trailed off when I saw the look on the face of the guy walking in. He was about 6″2, late 20s with broad shoulders. He was wearing a baseball cap pulled low, a long sleeve T and loose jogging pants and had glasses. I recognized him from him having been in the store each of the past three days, nursing his purchase for close to an hour each time, always staring at me when I glanced over to him.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 10 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​

by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​

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Chapter 10

The following morning, Joan had woken early and showered. She was wrapping her damp body in a large, thick towel when Tommy stepped into the master bathroom and closed the door behind him. He was stark naked, one hand behind his back.

“Get on your knees, slut!”

“Tommy, you’re father is right outside, in bed!”

“Ah, he’s asleep. So you better be quiet.”

“I’m not going to my knees. Now get out of my way.” She moved to pass him. He grabbed the towel and tugged it off of her. Her soft tits bounced free, and her ass wobbled. Turning swiftly, his hidden hand reached behind her.

SNAP!

“OWW!” Joan yelped! Something sharp and narrow had struck her sore behind. Her naked tits flounced and her bare ass quivered.

“I said, get on your knees, Mommy.” Evil burned in Tommy’s eyes. He struck her hip, next. She saw the metal edged, wooden ruler in his hand.

Owned by the Maid Ch. 1 [F/f] [F/m] [domination] [femdom]

*A maid leverages her sexuality to dominate and control a wealthy family – mom, dad, sister in college and brother in high school. 100% fiction. Told from the perspective of the four family members…*

**NANCIE**– When I first hired Natalie, it sounded too good to be true. A full time maid and cook and all she wanted was room and board? No pay? I thought it was a steal. I knew several other families at our beach club who had ordered live-in maids through the same service, and they raved about their cooking, so I was sure I had hit the jackpot. But I had no idea what I just set in motion.

I’ll never forget the first moment I saw Natalie – I opened the front door and I had no idea who she was. I wondered what could have possibly brought such a woman to my doorstep?

I was speechless for a moment, overwhelmed by her beauty, her presence. She was poised, young and vibrant – the sunlight glowing on her dewy brown skin and glistening in her almond shaped eyes. 

“Can I help you?” I stuttered.

[FM] The true storey how a shy accountant (F30) crunched the numbers, analysed the applications and selected an extraordinary oral lover

Guys have been bugging me for months to post this here. It is a long read and I hope you like all it.

Last year I needed to be licked, so I went onto Random Acts of Muff Dive and wow – was I in for a wide ride!

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**ORIGINAL POST: Tues 1 May 2018**

[F4M] Shy attractive accountant (30) searching for an extraordinary oral lover #London

Dear lovely men of RAOMD

I am 30, and I need to be licked so bad. I have spent months reading posts to get confidence, inspiration and guidance from other female posters. I am empowering my sexual future with this long wish list.

I have my own place in **London, Clapham**. My sister lives in **San Francisco**, so I am out there few times a year (next trip is June 8-19). My family also has a rarely used holiday home in the **Bournemouth** area, I go down my own every second weekend to escape London. Although, the first few meetings will have to be in a hotel and I cannot host in San Francisco.

‘My REAL Dad Used To Spank Me’: The Story Of A Teen And Her Step-dad [Straight] [M/f] [Step] [Inc] [Teen] [Spanking] [Barely Legal] [Daddy]

When I met my fiance Cassie, I was a little disappointed to hear she had a kid.

I never wanted children myself before and being in my forties now means that I want them even less. I just want a quiet peaceful life which is why I made the decision to finally find someone to settle down and share my life with in the first place.

I could tell you about my future wife Cassie and how we met but I get the feeling you’d be more interested in her eighteen year old daughter, Kacie.

Like I said, I didn’t want kids myself so I’ll admit that I was relieved when I learned that Kacie was eighteen.

Sure, I had definitely heard the stories of bratty, stroppy teenagers and they didn’t sound appealing but I figured that she was technically an adult now and surely past that phase.

And for the most part, I was right.

Kacie’s a really good kid and someone I’m proud to call my daughter. She’s smart, kind and caring. A little cheeky at times but it’s all in good fun. Mostly independent. Sure she lives with us but you can’t expect a kid to move out as soon as they turn eighteen but when that day does come, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She knows how to look after herself.

‘My REAL Dad Used To Spank Me’: The Story Of A Teen And Her Step-dad [Straight] [M/f] [Step] [Inc] [Teen] [Spanking] [Barely Legal] [Daddy]

When I met my fiance Cassie, I was a little disappointed to hear she had a kid.

I never wanted children myself before and being in my forties now means that I want them even less. I just want a quiet peaceful life which is why I made the decision to finally find someone to settle down and share my life with in the first place.

I could tell you about my future wife Cassie and how we met but I get the feeling you’d be more interested in her eighteen year old daughter, Kacie.

Like I said, I didn’t want kids myself so I’ll admit that I was relieved when I learned that Kacie was eighteen.

Sure, I had definitely heard the stories of bratty, stroppy teenagers and they didn’t sound appealing but I figured that she was technically an adult now and surely past that phase.

And for the most part, I was right.

Kacie’s a really good kid and someone I’m proud to call my daughter. She’s smart, kind and caring. A little cheeky at times but it’s all in good fun. Mostly independent. Sure she lives with us but you can’t expect a kid to move out as soon as they turn eighteen but when that day does come, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She knows how to look after herself.

[MF] great fuck

Many lovers ago I was FWB with a Hot Colombian woman. While when I first met her, while attractive, she wasnt my type. She was fit, nice tits but fake, nice ass but not bubble, I hadn’t been into Latinas at the time, she didn’t smoke pot and I had some kinks she wasn’t into.

However, we got to talking and this that and then other thing, we had sex 2 or 3 times a week for a year or so. There was a routine. She gave amazing head. She would suck my cock while I smoked a joint. She would switch between sucking cock and balls to licking me up and down. She was did obediently follow my instruction of no hands. The smoking kept me focused enough not to pop , mostbof the time.

When I had enough weed. I’d have her lay next to me and suck her nipples. Like i said earlier, kinks and fake tits, so I couldn’t tie them up or squeeze them hard, she’s afraid they would leak. But i sucked those nipple like I wanted to. I would begin to finger her trying evertime to stretch her pussy, it was aftet four finger up to the plam that she’d stop me. I would hold her down by stepping on her hair or grabbing at her throat, those were her kinks, while kneeling over her and go to town on er pussy. Sloshing my hand around until she came at least once.

[Mf] my lunch break lover. So so hot.

Years back I had this thing with a store manager of a Walgreens. My job was nothing of great importance and her being a woman of power turned me on so much. Not to mention she is about 5’3 and maybe 110lbs.

Me and her talked a lot. Which usually ended up sexting on a daily basis. It usually ended up with me in the bathroom at work sending her dirty pics (some things never change Haha). One day she had a great idea.

She said she had the day off and wanted to know if she could bring me lunch on my break. I said sure because first and foremost I will never turn down free food Haha. However I had a feeling that wasn’t the only thing on her mind.

She got to my work a few min before break and pulled around the back of the building where nobody parks. She told me where she was and I knew she had other plans. I was honestly genuinely concerned if she had even brought me lunch.

Extramarital – Part 1 (prelude) [M/f] [bondage] [married] [mast] [setup] [no sex]

*New account for my first attempt writing the kind of sexy stories that I enjoy reading – time will tell where it goes, or whether it goes anywhere at all. I have some ideas. I welcome feedback.*

*This is fiction, please assume that everything I describe is between consenting adults.*

*“Stay calm … focus on the sounds in the room …”* she silently repeated to herself, determined to keep the sound of her own pounding heartbeat – increasingly amplified by the vast of the snug, padded blindfold covering her closed eyes – from overtaking her remaining senses. *“Breathe in… breathe out…”* She continued to wait, fully exposed yet comfortable, steadily holding her position on her hands and knees, her bare torso resting on the purpose-built furniture that she’d seen for the first time when she arrived earlier.

[MM] Snowed in. Ice Drifts

It was a cold night when the guy showed up to buy a desk from a rental unit I was renovating. I had been up a while, painting and putting in new fixtures and was feeling pretty chatty. Before you know it I got down to it and offered him a line to sweeten the deal as he was on the fence about it.

An hour later I know all about his divorce and the stress he’s under and how he wished he could find a decent massage but all the women he’s gotten online are too weak and lack the stamina. I offered a chair and gave him a quick demonstration of the technique I’d been perfecting since I was a little kid with a dad who drove long hours and appreciated a good massage at the end of the day.

I suggested he let me give him the pro treatment and after another pair of lines we went next door to my home and he stretched out across the foot of my bed. By this point time is immaterial but I was working up a sweat and stepped out to change into a pair of gym shorts. I kept on working his neck, shoulders, back, even his arms and hands. He obviously worked hard and for 40, he had none of the classic dad bod creeping around the waist.