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Under The Office [MF] [Str8]

I see her walk in through the revolving glass doors every morning. Half the time she’s digging through her black leather purse for her ID card. She glides through the room seamlessly without ever looking up until she finds it just before the security desk. Her hair flips behind her as she looks up smiling and a part of me feels like it’s for me. It’s the best part of my morning sweep. I time it exactly too. At 8:50am she walks through that door, blazer open, rich auburn hair flowing down her back, skirt slightly sliding up her thighs. I imagine how soft her skin is and how it would feel to run my hands over every inch of those thighs.

The security guard nods his head and smiles. “Good morning, Amy.”

“Morning Jon, how are you?”

“I’m good, nice day isn’t it?

Amy chuckles for a second. “Yeah, too bad I’ll be trapped behind a desk all day!”

His smile widens. “There’s always tomorrow, right?” Read more »

The Master and his Pixies [fantasy, mdom, pixies]

The sun is setting…

I groan softly.

As it often does these days my mind wanders. My life has become so different from what it used to be that I still sometimes find it hard to believe. We are taught many things as we are growing up. Humanity has learned so much about the universe we have deluded ourselves into thinking we understand far more than we do.

Humans have progressed steadily from the beginning.

Wrong.

There is no magic.

Wrong.

The truth is that humanity has risen to peaks before. We have learned to master great forces in the past only to see destruction rage and our knowledge being lost. You doubt me. Of course you do. But as I look around at my castle the proof is rather obvious. You are wrong.

I groan again.

A small sweet little voice pulls me back to the present.

”Nooooooo…. Tooo big.”

That would be Pink. The sweetest one. She does not have a hostile or mean bone in her body. So of course she is the target for all the others. Cause while I do love them most of the rest can be nasty little bitches far too often. But being hungry can do that to a pixie. Read more »

A walk in the woods [MF]

The weather reflected Katherine’s mood. She had never felt so alone and the black skies and bitter winds helped to numb her mind from the deep sense of sorrow that her loss had caused. At the still tender age of 18, Katherine had watched both of her parents and her sister succumb to the ravages of the Black Death. Over the course of those terrible two months, death had come gradually but with resolution and inevitability casting a shadow over a once happy home. The whole country was affected by the plague and society had begun to break down. Religious fanatics roamed streets filled with doctors and the body collectors, claiming that the pandemic was the result of man’s sins. Almost every family had lost someone and the comings and goings of normal life had been largely suspended. Read more »

Howls of Lust II [fantasy, werewolf, blood, force, WF]

Midnight…

Juliet waits.

It has been 2 months since her first encounter with the creature she now calls ‘my wolf’. In that time she has changed. Everyone has commented on it. She has become much more forceful. Juliet was never someone you would call a shrinking violet but the differences were stark. In the last month she has dumped her long-term boyfriend. Found a new job. Completely revamped the operation of her parent’s farm and more.

Her emotions were all over the place. Some days she was just giddy and filled with life. Taking joy in every little task and smiling with ease. Other days she worried. Snapped. Isolated herself from everyone and heaven help anybody who attempted to lure her out. She was intense. Everybody said so.

Juliet was aware of all of this. Only she knew why.

Him.

Some days she swore to herself that she would leave. Get on a plane and get as far away from him as possible. But no matter how many times she reached for the phone she could not bring herself to do it. Read more »

Try Me! Part 1 [BDSM, public, MF]

It is Midnight…

She has been watching him for the last three hours. The bar is dark and the band is loud but still she watches. Something about him fascinates her. Sure he is not bad looking. Long black hair. Tall. Not a pretty face but a good one. And those eyes. They were something.

He was sitting at a table near the back wall. A very large bald man sometimes occupied the seat across from him. Other people. A lot of girls stopping by to say hello.

Angel was new. First time. Lonely. Been 6 months since her rat bastard boyfriend ran off her her best… former best friend. She was horny too. That was not helping.

She was not the kind of girl to walk up to some random guy in a bar. At least she had never been before. Bold in her own way but not that bold. But he certainly was not going to come to her.

A good looking girl she did not normally have much trouble with company. At 5' 7" she was very delicately built. Willowy was the usual term. Her very light brown hair went just past her shoulders and was streaked with red. Read more »

Birthday story part 2 [MFF]

I pulled up to the house and didn't notice any additional cars on the street. The kitchen and living room light were on, allaying my fears of any attempted surprise party. After exiting the car, I still approached the entrance with a bit of caution. I opened the door and walked inside.

And saw nothing. The tv was on a music channel, and I could see that Ash had cleaned up; but no one was there. I was glad. Most of my birthdays had usually been uneventful, not for lack of trying on Ashley's part, I just don't have a ton of reliable friends. As I stepped into the living room, Ash quickly entered by way of the dining room. "Wait, stop, don't move", she said as she got to me. She was wearing a pair of capri jeans and a purple shirt that left one shoulder uncovered while giving a great view of her generous cleavage. "I have your birthday present but I don't want you to see it yet."

"Wow, not even wrapped?" I joked with her while I laughed. Read more »

Slowly becoming mindless.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

You are slowly becoming mindless.

You don't know why. Maybe it was the untested drug that got you hooked. The lab administered quite a dose on you.

There was quite a number of side effects; or maybe, they weren't side effects at all. Your breasts feel engorged; you're about to burst out of your clothes. Your nipples feel tender, your hips wider – and there is this chronic desire, this hotness, lust, originating from your wet, wet pussy. You want a hot, throbbing dick so bad. In your mouth, up your ass, in your pussy, whatever.

The room is dark; you realise you're still in the lab. In fact, you never came out, actually; it's been a week since you have been in here. All you remember are the nurses that administer the drug to you. They're all big-breasted women who wink and smile at you each time you take the little pill.

"Soon, you'll be like us," one of them says. The light goes on. Instead of a nurse, a man comes in. He has an obvious bulge in his pants. Read more »

Circle of Cuckolds[Circle of Cuckolds[BMWF, Interracial, Cuckold, Conversion, Cuckold Club](Crosspost from /r/CuckoldSexStories)

Chapter 1

Bruce and his wife Linda were having drinks on the patio of their large suburban home. Bruce, a 42-year-old accountant, had done very well in his profession and was up for a vice presidency of firm. Their expensive home reflected Bruce's financial success.

Linda, a 36-year-old attractive brunette looked less than her age. Thanks to a disciplined regimen of exercise and diet, her figure was that of a woman ten years younger. Her most notable features were her large bust and long shapely legs. Linda was an elementary school teacher. The couple had no children, but were "trying." The problem, according to Bruce's physician was his unusually low sperm count. For them, timing would be everything if they were to succeed in getting pregnant.

Sex for Bruce and Linda was very satisfactory for him, but less so for Linda, although she never mentioned this to him out of concern for his fragile masculine ego. Things picked up somewhat for Linda when the couple ventured into the world of suburban swinging last year. Although the guys in their circle were nothing to write home about in Linda's opinion, at least they were better than Bruce in the sex department. The parties, however, had become less and less frequent, and this was the topic of conversation on this particular evening. Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 5 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HER

Dust kicks up behind the trailer as you drive me to Charlie Johnson’s farm. My body jiggles and bounces as we travel down a bumpy dirt road. The dust chokes me, making me cough, and an hour or so into the drive, I start to feel rather sick. I curl up in the hay on the floor of the trailer, but my mind is too full of thoughts to let me sleep.

By the time we reach our destination, I have grown quite thirsty. You lead me out of the trailer and to a trough just inside gate to Charlie’s barn. After only a few swallows, I can tell that Charlie has doctored his water the same way you have. I am simultaneously relieved and disappointed. My body craves the water, and yet, I long to be fit again.

You tell me to wait by the gate while you go to the farmhouse to let Charlie know we have arrived. At the opposite side of the pen, I see a group of five cows gossiping. Two are pregnant, although they don’t appear to be as debilitated as Missy. They both lean against the fence, their backs ached and their giant stomachs thrust forward. The others are about Mable’s size, maybe a little larger. One is wearing tight denim jeans that highlight her expansive hips and comparatively small waist. Another has on a plaid button-up that can barely contain her large, rounded breasts. Read more »

“Scientific Method” [Str8, Les, voy] Comments, please!

Should I bother writing a chapter 2?

Chapter One

It was the opportunity of a lifetime: An expedition with Drs. James and Isabela Salt. Science superstars, they'd made discovery after discovery in the bush, studying animal group behavior all over the world. He, a biologist, she an anthropologist. I'd read plenty of their work on chimpanzees, my area of study in school. I was incredibly lucky they agreed to take me on.

I arrived there just as the sun was coming up, a little groggy from trying to sleep in a bouncing Jeep. The camp consisted of an overlarge tent, which I assumed was for the Salts, and a smaller bivouac that looked to belong Archange and Muteba, the two Congolese men who had driven me there. Dr. Salt smiled and gave me a big hug when I arrived. I was starstruck for a moment, seeing him in person. He was quite handsome and tall, in an angular sort of way. Not nearly as muscular as the Congolese, but with a wiry energy. He had beautiful hazel eyes, and smelled like sweat mixed with some kind of exotic spice. Read more »