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My Russian Nymph (flash) NSFW

It must have been six weeks after we first met at the bookstore that we met in Hampstead before sunrise for an early morning walk through the Heath. A cold, sunny day was promising to break out across the city. Large swaths of pure black froth were rolling lazily inside a cerulean dome. Alexandria’s arm was linked through mine as we walked slowly through the wide, green, open spaces.

We sat together in the centre of a cast-iron bench at the top of Parliament Hill. I smoked a hand-rolled-cigarette, Alexandria rested her hand on my knee. We did not talk a lot. In fact, apart from a few minor observations about the nature we had seen, I am quite sure we didn’t speak at all.

After observing the landscape for some time – watching trains, tracing the flight of planes, we walked hand in hand back to my apartment in Camden. I made us both cups of tea and toast smothered in butter, and we nestled in next to one another on the sofa, just like back on the hill, sipping tea, nibbling toast, watching an old James Bond film on the telly. Read more »

Fun in the hot tub [MF][Oral]

// This is my first story. I really hope you’ll like it! Enjoy! //

I put on my shoes and grab my jacket. I don’t think I’ll need it, but you never know what the weather will do. There’s nobody around, so I shout towards the stairs. “I’m taking a walk! Be back in an hour or so!” I walk towards the front door. “Okay, honey! We’re having visitors later today. You don’t mind, do you?” My aunt shows up in the hall. “Our friends Tom and Nadia are coming this afternoon. I’m sure you’ll like them.” I smile at her. “No doubt, aunt.” I wave at her and turn around to start my walk. Soon my mind wanders. While I walk over the beach, I think about the freedom I feel when I’m at my uncle and aunt’s place and I wonder why that is. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] Part 14

The night was stretched out too thin, worn and frayed. And there Nick was, in silent reparations to his wife for almost getting caught in his affair. There Nick was, trying futilely to keep himself hard as his wife made chore-like attempts at grinding on him. She was at least trying to fix this; to pull together the scraps of their crumbling relationship and give it one last go… while Nick gazed at her through glazed eyes, thinking only of Ariel and how he wished she was on top of him instead. In fact, the thought of Ariel’s perky tits and puckered brown nipples were all that was keeping him afloat in this god-awful dance. He’d decided he’d ride it out until Sarah gave up the moment she’d asked him if he wanted to have sex that night. For the first time in… over two years?

What she couldn’t understand and what he could never tell her, was now that he’d been fucking Ariel for the better part of the year, was that he found Sarah unbearably boring. She was like an onion. On the outside she was callous, peel back a layer and you’d find narcissism, peel back another layer: judgmental and mean. And you’d keep peeling back more and more layers all the way down to her core where you’d eventually find: boring. Read more »

Alexandria the Nymph <erotic flash>

In truth I had been to the cafe just a couple of times before. Once, I met a university friend there when studying for my undergraduate degree. We were making a presentation on the Rwandan Genocide together at the time, and a small, independent bookstore seemed like an appropriately academic venue to discuss our work.

The only other time was on a date with a girl I had met along one of the aisles the week before – Alexandria, recently arrived in England from a small, rural town in East Lithuania. She lived with her Grandparents near Golders Green, was doing odd cleaning jobs in the area while she waited to start university.

I got the impression she was not entirely legitimate; her English was certainly not good enough to study at a university, and she often appeared incredibly nervous around strangers, feigning reserved Eastern modesty when fearful might have been a more adept description. Still, Alexandria was stunning, and she was without a doubt the first real woman I seduced. And where our relationship differed drastically from those in my past, it functioned undoubtedly as a page-turning-moment in my life. My relationship to Alexandria, in short, ushered in the beginning of an entirely different chapter for me in London. Read more »

Alone at Work Ch.6 [MF] [Forced]

I had the weekend off after Richard spent the day at my house using me and proving to me what a slut I truly am. I was still recovering from what happened, so it was nice to have some time to myself. The last few weeks have felt so hectic and draining mentally. I spent most of my Saturday running errands and taking care of things around my apartment.

While I was out picking up groceries I ran into a friend from school named Jon, that I hadn’t seen since we graduated. He told me he’d broken up with his girlfriend recently and was finally getting out of the house and trying to get back to normal. I told him I was sorry and if he needed anyone to talk to that I was here for him. I gave him my number and told him to give me a call, he said he would and we parted ways.

When I got home I got into some comfy clothes, put my groceries away, cleaned up a bit, and settled on to my sofa to relax and watch a movie or something when my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number so I didn’t answer it. A few minutes later I got a text from the same number. Read more »

Special Delivery – part 1 [Bondage]

“You want me to do WHAT?!” Marc yelled. Sarah glanced round the corridor quickly, making sure nobody heard his outburst.

“Keep your voice down,” she hissed, “just think about it, ok?”. Marc nodded and headed off; Sarah watched him go, trying to decide if she’d pushed him a bit too far.

They’d both worked for the same delivery company for years, Sarah as a picker in the warehouse, Marc as a delivery driver. They’d become friends quickly and eventually had started a causal relationship.

When they first hooked up Sarah was shocked at how inexperienced Marc was; he’d only had 1 girlfriend and ever done missionary. She couldn’t believe it, he was drop dead gorgeous; 6’4”, towering over her tiny 5’2” stature, short stylish brown hair, just the right amount of facial hair that was well groomed and muscles that filled out the company polos in all the right ways.

While he might have been inexperienced, the biggest thing Marc had going for him was he had zero limits, he was totally up for anything. That suited Sarah just fine, she was sick of guys who claimed to be “kinky” but would baulk at whatever perverted idea she came up with next. Hopefully her latest idea hadn’t found his limit though. Read more »