Undercover Humiliation [FF, MC, Fdom, Humil] (Part 2 of 5)

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“Now, where did you get this again?” I asked as we sat in Katie’s car.

“Don’t know. Found it in the same dumpster, where I found the other bottles, remember? Behind some advertising agency called Noricom. I’m betting it all ties back to them somehow.” Katie peered at it as we studied at tape in her hand. “So, that’s where you got this? Noricom?” I asked.

“Yup, and I already listened to some of it. Jennifer, It’s intense. I hope….well…listening to the rest of it….you know….doesn’t mess you up further, I mean after the ‘dose’ I gave you yesterday.” Katie warned sheepishly as she pushed the tape her car’s deck and paused, looked at me dramatically.

“Puullllease! Listen kid, I was doing this when you were young enough to be my…” I paused.

“…daughter?” She her eyes danced.

I poked out my tongue in mock anger. “…younger sister.” I shot back drying to disguise being a little miffed at her.

“You sure your ready?” She asked almost sounding like she hoped I wasn’t!

“Katie, I’m a professional reporter with twenty years experience, not some horny little freak, okay? What you slipped me yesterday’s… all…gone. Trust me. I’ll be fine.” I impatiently snapped, a little embarrassed by her kid gloves.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 4 (MF) (Office play)

After Rod leaves the boss told Anna to get dressed and take some time to recover. He asks her to make sure his appointments for the rest of the day are set up and ready to go.

“You did well, Anna. I’m impressed you were so willing to do that for me,” he says as she gets dressed.

“Well, sir, I am at your beckoned call for things. I was surprised you had me blow another man, a gay man no less, but I would never question you,” she says with a smile as she closes her dress around her body.

He puts his hand beneath her chin, tipping her face up to meet his, kissing her deeply on the mouth, the taste of mouthwash washing over the gesture.

Anna coughs slightly and shows herself out of his office, makes herself some tea to soothe her throat, and texts her husband to tell him about the upcoming trip to Europe for work. “Hey babe, boss asked me to go with him to meet with some clients in Europe next month. I don’t really have a say in it, but I wanted you to know! Love you.”

Summer house…continued

I found myself in my forties and single again.  It was coming up onto the summer and I rallied a few of my other single friends to go and rent a summer house right on the beach and relive our young and dumb years.  I got five other of my friends to go in on the rental which allowed us the money to rent a house right on the beach and it also had an inground swimming pool and a kick ass party ready backyard.  It had enough rooms so we all had our own bedrooms and it was a spectacular house that would put any of our living quarters to shame. 

Memorial day weekend came quickly and we were standing in a beautiful beach house on that Friday before Memorial day.  All of us invited whom we wanted to and the only ground rules we made were to not allow any girlfriends over for the weekends.  We agreed that there was enough weekday spots to entertain our own girlfriends or significant others as two of my friends were gay, one openly and the other still in the closet.  We also reserved the weekdays for the times where anybody wanted to entertain their children.  We were setting up the weekends up for party central and for what happened over the weekends never was talked about after the fact.

Summer House part1

I found myself in my forties and single again.  It was coming up onto the summer and I rallied a few of my other single friends to go and rent a summer house right on the beach and relive our young and dumb years.  I got five other of my friends to go in on the rental which allowed us the money to rent a house right on the beach and it also had an inground swimming pool and a kick ass party ready backyard.  It had enough rooms so we all had our own bedrooms and it was a spectacular house that would put any of our living quarters to shame. 

Memorial day weekend came quickly and we were standing in a beautiful beach house on that Friday before Memorial day.  All of us invited whom we wanted to and the only ground rules we made were to not allow any girlfriends over for the weekends.  We agreed that there was enough weekday spots to entertain our own girlfriends or significant others as two of my friends were gay, one openly and the other still in the closet.  We also reserved the weekdays for the times where anybody wanted to entertain their children.  We were setting up the weekends up for party central and for what happened over the weekends never was talked about after the fact.

On your 18th birthday, your succubus gives you the best gift you could’ve asked for.

Alec was laying down on bed, thinking about how amazing his 18th birthday was gonna be. He had already planned seeing his boyfriend that day, so that they could have some steamy sex, since he was still a virgin. He had also planned to see his sister and his dad, since they promised they had a special gift for him. Alec was a tall and fit young gay man. He had beautiful hazel eyes and an amazing brunette hair that every girl in his school died for.

Well, 00:00 hit. It felt different. He was no longer a kid. He was… An adult now. It didn’t feel differently just because of that though. There was something else, something was shaking under him. He heard some weird noises, but chose to ignore them, since it was his 18th birthday, who cares whatever the fuck there’s under his bed.

“It must be some annoying insect.” He thought to himself, as he scrolled through his Instagram feed, waiting for his sister’s post congratulating him on finally being 18.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 3 (MF) (Oral) (Office)

Weeks pass. Anna settles into her new roles both professionally and sexually. Her body adjusts to new experiences and new pleasures. Her mind adjusts to having her needs thought of and satisfied. She concerns herself less and less with her husband as she dives fully into the life of an on call slut, determined to satisfy all of her master’s desires.

One night she is at home. It’s late. She is in bed with her husband. Her phone vibrates. It’s him. He has never contacted her after business hours before, knowing her husband might see and ask questions. What could be so urgent that he would cross that line? Surely he can’t be expecting her to come service him at this time of night? Though the thought of sneaking out for a late night rendezvous excites Anna enough to get her wet and blushing.

Anna gets out of bed and leaves the room, hiding her phone as if it is something she shouldn’t have. When she is sure the coast is clear she reads. “Anna, be sure to wear something that can easily be removed tomorrow. Have a good night.”

I [F] let my lesbian friend [F] fuck my boyfriend [M] since she had never been with a man and was curious [FFM]

So pretty excited about this one! It happened recently – we (me, my boyfriend Dylan, and my friend Maya) have been chatting about this for a while, but COVID stuff got in the way and we haven’t met up for the past few months. Finally decided things had cooled down enough in our state to the point where we were comfortable meeting up, and I invited Maya over to spend the night at our place.

This all sprung from a conversation Maya and I had had a few months back. She’s gay and has always been, but admitted to me that she was curious about being with a guy but had never met one she felt comfortable enough to fool around with. I’ve always been pretty open sexually, and have spoken to her about some of my sexual experiences (even sexted her about them a few times, to get her off – my boyfriend is okay with this, btw) and brought up the potential of her having a threesome with me and my boyfriend. We’re all clean, my boyfriend has had a vasectomy, so safety wouldn’t be an issue. She was timid but interested, I talked to Dylan who also expressed interest, and we planned it out tentatively – it’d be a threesome, with the primary focus being Dylan fucking her and letting her experience dick for the first time.

Pixie Queen, by Harper Ward (Lesfic)

It had been a while since a date went so well. Like…a *long* while.

Meera, the goddess sitting across from me, rocking the *fuck* out of a buzz cut and sun dress, cracked open her purple-painted lips and smiled. She fiddled with the straw in her drink with skinny, ringed fingers.

“So?” she asked.

I blinked, realizing too late that I was totally lost in her. I must have been staring at her all the way through dinner, dessert, and the check. Honestly, it was hard not to. Meera had been more than a breath of fresh air in an otherwise stale dating life. She’d been ambrosia. Everything about her was soft and gentle and warm. The way she spoke with her spindly, tattooed arms. The way she batted her eyelashes when I complimented her. Even the way she sat — upright but not stiff. She welcomed every topic of conversation the way she probably cooed at every adorable puppy. She wasn’t innocent. Far from it. She’d been making ‘Fuck me’ eyes all night. But she felt…different. Intoxicating. Proud to be herself.

“What?” I asked, shaking my head from daydreams. “Sorry. You’re just…ugh. Perfect.”

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This morning I woke up with some spite in my coffee and I am going to take that aggression all out on you tonight.

I’d be nice at first. Plenty of kisses and gentle touches as we undress each other. Holding you close to me and kissing along your neck and chest. Letting you go before grabbing you and pulling you in against me again. You’d be free to twist and turn and move about, for now, but that wouldn’t last long.

Because tonight, I want to tie you up. Some fancy knotwork. Some not so fancy cuffs. Hands up over your head my dear, they’re going to be tightly tied together to the headboard. I’d take more time on your legs, winding the ropes around and tying you up with care. I’d give the ropes a good tug when I’m done, let you feel how they pull against your soft skin. Now you’re all bound up, wrapped up, like a little present. Your legs spread apart for me, leaving you open for teasing. Oh, how I will enjoy undoing you.

I’m a 20yo gay guy who got seduced by his female math tutor [mF]

I attend private math lessons with a woman in her 40s. She’s a great teacher and I honestly need them. She’s always flirted with me, and I just take it lightly and laugh it off. She knows I’m gay and that I recently broke up with my boyfriend.

Our latest lesson was at her place as usual. She invited me in and gave me some coffee. We chatted while we went over the material and everything seemed normal, other than the fact she was wearing a see-through bathrobe. I didn’t give it much thought. I asked if I could use her bathroom. She led me there and so I went inside. While I was washing my hands I notice she comes inside and locks the door behind her. I was a bit confused and asked her what she was doing. She told me she had been waiting for me to break up with my boyfriend to do this.