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Chapter 8 – The Covenstead
Tag: Group
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 5 – Barbara [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Romance] [Plot heavy]
**Barbara**
I am not used to thinking about politics.
That was never meant to be my hobby.
But monsters cut me off from my mom and dad. They said I was brought up in the wrong way. That my parents practiced bad politics.
I hated the school, but at least I could say it wasn´t political. For more than two and half months, I live in the school. And it is about politics so much. While Weatherby is preaching Androcentrism to us, he is the little dictator, with us being the voters who lost the vote. I mean, females once struggled to gain a vote, and in the new era nobody votes, so at least in this sense, we citizens are equal.
The agenda of our class is political, and the worst are visits of spokeswoman Arnolph. She is usually training us to be little fucking summit talkers.
Shared Property: the King of the Amazons, Part 6/6, Chapters 7 & 8 [f on m freeuse, fantasy, giantess, impregnation, breeding, role reversal, femdom, dubcon, grool, MF, MFFFFFFFFFFFF]
Continued from [Part 5](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ymgdoc/shared_property_the_king_of_the_amazons_part_56/?)
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**Chapter 7 cont’d**
Passing through the kitchen, I washed the mango juice from my hands and splashed some water from the flowing trough onto my crotch to clean off some of the sex fluids that had gathered there from the soon to be pregnant women.
There were six women in the workroom. Two were sewing, one at the desk, one sweeping, and the other two sitting on a couch. I sat across from them on the other couch.
I understood their hello to me because of my lessons, but I did not understand anything more that they said. A moment later they stood up and moved behind the couch to take a large heavy rug out. They rolled it open on the floor next to the couches and then removed their white robes. They were lean but not so muscular like the warriors I had served. The warriors had been mostly flat chested due to no body fat, but these women filled out their figure a little more since they were not often out hiking through the jungles kidnapping unexpecting Norwegian scientists. They were tall like all the others and wore their dark hair in two braids, as their style seemed to be.
Camera Man for my High School Bully/Crush
Last weekend I rented a car and drove out of the city to go see some relatives in my home town. It’s a pretty small town, and with nothing to do I ended up spending my Friday night at The Crow, the same bar my friends and I used to sneak into as high schoolers. Right away I recognized the bartender, but I wasn’t sure if she’d recognize me. Her name was Bella, and we’d been in the same classes for two years. I grabbed a seat towards the empty end of the bar, and before I could read the menu she waltzed up to take my order. I asked a question about one of the beers and halfway through answering it she recognized me. Bella asked what I was up to these days, so I told her that I was finishing up my film degree. I asked what she’s been up to and she kind of brushed it off – bar tending, smoking weed, fair enough. A group of older guys walked in and she apologized and went to get them some drinks.
Some Ramblings, Musings and a Story[M20F19][Premature][FWB][True Story]
I’m in a strange place in life right now. I’m 42 a workaholic and I get off more writing stories than I do with my wife.
I write…a lot. Most of which are worlds that I create for my Dungeons and Dragons group. Even though I work 45 hours a week, and drive 3 hours a day, all my free time is spent in my head. It’s not a horrible place. It’s a place where I contemplate the important things:
Who am I?
What am I doing?
What does my future look like?
I think everyone contemplates these things, and I think it helps to internalize and evaluate one’s self to put them in a better place. Being in certain environments, such as here provides that feeling of accomplishment. I started writing erotica for myself, just to see what it was like and if I could even do it; not only on the creative side of things but also on the visualization side of things.
The Time I Fucked the Groom at His Wedding Several Times [26F]
So Jacob and Janet decided on a destination wedding. I don’t really know the details. I wasn’t even invited.
A few days before they’re all due to fly out my BIL got Covid. He had to cancel. Em was somehow not infected. She asked if I wanted to join instead.
I debate. Do I REALLY want to go to this thing? Jacob and I haven’t talked in a while. Ahhh fuck it I say. I need a break. We are all adults. Are we not? Turns out. Men in fact are not adults.
I tell her I’ll get my own room. We argue as siblings do. Em doesn’t like wasting money and she has a perfectly fine paid off room. That’s the whole point of inviting me. Finally I tell her something to the effect of “I’m going to be fucking randoms while I’m there Em I need my own room.”
“Why are you like this?”
“You’re just jealous I’m not married”
She calls me a bitch and our argument is over.
How my [F]riend and I [M] plotted to have a threesome with my wife [FMF]
So, this is going to be a LONG story, because it is going to cover 25+ years of friendship, half decade of nude sending and 2 years of… well, fucking
First, let me introduce you all to the characters (fake names, real descriptions):
1) Me (Louis), 29 on the day of the first threesome, 6,3ft , 280 pounds, 7,5 inches dick when rock hard (but usually 7 inches), dark curly hair, dark skin complexity.
2) My friend (Sayuri), 24 on the day of the first threesome, 4,9ft, 130 pounds, natural big boobs, small but cute ass, from Asian heritage.
3) My wife (Julia), 29 on the day of the first threesome, 5,6ft, 180 pounds, fake big boobs (350ml), large ass, white skin complexity.
Quickly describing my friendship with Sayuri. We were neighbours for 2 decades, but since she is over 5 years younger than me, we never had the same group of friends, or sexual interesting on each other. I saw her grew up, become a beautiful woman, and I saw her sexual awakening, especially because she’s very open about it (about her sex toys, her sex life, her sexual fantasies, etc.). About 5 years prior to our first sexual encounter, we where joking that she sent a nude on snap for a mutual friend that she was fucking back then, and the bloke saw the nude and don’t even care to comment. And as a “joke” I told her:
At A Concert [BBW] [Chubby] [Group Sex] [F25] [MMMM20’s-30’s] [Dubious Consent] [D/s] [Public event]
“Nice ass, baby!”
“Whoop!”
You turn around to look, and there they are: four guys about your age, standing around smoking and drinking from a metal flask. One of them, a well-built man with a large hooked nose, looks you in the eye and licks his lips.
You don’t really know whether to be outraged or flattered. You decide on a little of both, shoot them a smoldering look of “come hither boys”, then turn around, shaking the mass of your shoulder-length brown hair, and walk away, with just a little more bounce in your step, a little more sway in your walk. Your ass bounces a bit as you enter the building, already filling with other people who came to see your favorite band perform live on stage. You waited long weeks for this — they don’t come to your town often. You give yourself a quick check-over in one of the mirrors on the wall.
How We Hooked up with a Couple Part 2 [MF] [MF] [FF] [Group]
Link to part 1
How My Wife and I Hooked up with our First Couple in 15 years [MF] [FF] [MFM] from gonewildstories
What the fucking fuck just happened?!?!
So it had been about a week since we first saw them. The tension had been building the entire time with constant messaging, pics, sexual innuendos, and some dirty talk in the group chat. We were clearly all amped up and ready to go.
Fast forward to the other night and they were coming to our house this time. We were kid free for the night and they had a sitter for a few hours. The entire day leading up was the longest day of my life counting down to when they’d be at our house.
We had pizza coming at 7 and some snacks, but really my wife and I just wanted to go straight to our bedroom as soon as they stepped foot in our house. Sometimes you have to slow play things and show some restraint though. Besides, we had a lot of fun just talking and hanging out with them the prior weekend.
I [38f married] finally got to blow the guy [40m] I’d fancied since school [mf]
Bit of background, I’m 38, husband is 40, been together 20 years and hotwifing from pretty much 3 months in. He doesn’t like to watch or join in he just likes to hear about it all after.
When I was at school there was a lad called Matt who was a couple of years above me that I really fancied. I tried it on with him a few times even though he had a girlfriend but he always said no. I’ve had him on Facebook since the day I joined, he was the first person I sent a friend request too, even before my husband (boyfriend at the time) and my family lol. I’ll be honest I check on his Facebook and IG ALOT, like everything he posts etc, proper social media stalker behaviour lol.
Anyway, for years I’ve been part of a local running group that has all sorts of members of varying sex, age and ability. About six months a new guy showed up and it was him! I went straight over and said hello and said long time no see and we got chatting for a bit before we started the run. I kept trying to run with him but I was much better than him so he was running with the people in the group below me. At the end I said goodbye, got in the car and text my friend to tell her who I’d seen lol.