[F] I’m whoring out my friend so she can get a bigger cock in her life

My friend, let’s call her CH, is an amazing person. We met at work and she took wonderful care of me as someone new to this whole industry. I owe her big.

She is a professional, tough, whip smart, compassionate and can be a litttttle stuck up.

Shes 5’1, has great tits and a curvy body. She doesn’t think she’s sexy at all and especially doesn’t believe other men could want her. One of those girls.

She’s been in a relationship for the last seven years with a guy who is perfect in every way except one…his bedroom game. Starting with the obvious…he has a tiny penis. And while he’s the boss at work he’s pretty submissive in the bedroom.

One night while CH and I were drunk she admitted to wishing she could have a big cock again in her life. She also has a fetish where she wants to have sex with a guy, but she doesn’t know who he is (aka she’s blindfolded so she never knows who used her body like a sex toy). She really likes the idea of anonymous sex, like seeing the guy’s face would ruin it. Lastly, she’s a size queen, who won’t admit it.

Cabin in the Wood [MF][Close Friends](Long)

A large group of teenagers fresh out of their first year of college driving into the woods across the state, would seemingly be a terrible idea. Drunk in the middle of the woods seemed like an even worse idea. But, with a large cabin and hours of driving, they all managed to make it work.

The hours were starting to take a toll on him. Not the driving but, her. They ended up having to drive together, one on directions while the other one drove. It wasn’t like anything happened with their friends in the back but, it was enough for now. It was the rest of the nights he was worried about. They ended up in the attic in the two smallest rooms with a shared bathroom but, they were also the only ones who did not have to share a bed.

Chapter 3: The Deal [Fantasy][FM][FFM][femdom][bondage][prostate milking][male anal][cunilingus][futa]

**The Performance**

John could not really believe he was hearing right. Maybe he was still delirious from the thorough spanking he just endured or it was just his mind whispering dreams into his ear from having his balls fondled and teased for minutes. But if he was neither delirious nor mad, then this goddess just offered to give him actual useful yet unknown magical secrets for him to take home? Not some vague reference that indicated the possible existence of a hypothetical matrix that might be useful, like most adepts brought back from their journey, but a fully-fledged out ready-to-use theory that even had highly useful applications? Forget the archmage title, he would go down in history for that. And all that for the price of letting her, a beautiful woman that according to her own accounts, made man so mad with lust that he followed her for days into the woods, jerk him off? Who would even call that a price? There must be a hidden cost! But so far, she was very literal in everything she said. It was unlikely for her to go back on her word now. He moaned loudly. His balls felt so damn good. If he did not say something quickly, he could cum like that, wasting the opportunity of a lifetime.

Chapter 2: The Witch [Fantasy][FM][Masturbation][noncon to con][rape][spanking][femdom][bondage]

Hello again dear reader,

Just a short side note from the writer: if you find the cut between chapter 2 and 3 weird or not really fitting as a chapter change, so do I. Apparently, I am only allowed 4000 characters per post. So I had to split the original chapter 2 into two different ones. Do not worry at the end of this one and just read on in the next if you want.

I hope you enjoy it :)

**Shael’s Night**

mmmmfF The employee retention holes 5/x

Jane wakes up Monday, sore and exhausted, but also excited for her career prospects, and maybe enjoying all the sex more than she wants to admit. “Ok, I can do this” she says, “the new assistant arrives late tonight; 5’5, 32d, 24, 27; nice and top-heavy, yes, cute, too, from the photo, but also, the fact that the boss mentioned the measurements indicates she can, uh, help with more than paperwork.”

As Jane steps out of the shower, she gets a call. “Yeah. Ok, I can be ready for that. wait what? are you kidding? this is the HR department you’re talking about! Oh, Yeah, that makes sense. sure, I can make that happen.”

Apparently she’s getting the promotion early. Conditional, of course, on continued performance of the whole department, but she’s now the chief human resources officer for the west coast, and unofficially, she’s in charge of performance for the engineering team; Her pay raise is immediate, and they’re paying out a large bonus now; the bonus will be clawed back, and she will be fired if the engineering team doesn’t meet it’s targets,

Giving Jesus a blowjob on the roof [FM]

Hostels are exciting when traveling. You never know who you could meet (good and bad) or what could happen (also good and bad). One of my more memorable experiences was tagging along a pretty solid group of friends. They’re all so kind and treat me like family. I still keep in touch with them.

I’m attracted to one guy in particular because he’s a ray of sunshine – a golden child that beams with happiness. But he has a poetic sentimental side. All day he showers me with sweet nothings and tokens of his affection. He gives me his beanie, random shit we get from street vendors like soap samples. It’s cute in a way, considering we didn’t have much to offer on our backs.

I call this guy Jesus the whole time and it catches on quick with the rest of the group. It’s not his real name, but his real name does *refer* to Jesus, his friends call him Santa (which happens to be a reference too) because of his big belly/dad bod and loud gutteral laugh. His long beard and hair is the cherry on top and makes it all so fucking funny. I was high for a lot of this, and religion is a mind fuck ok?

I fucked my girlfriend while her best friend watched, but my girlfriend didn’t know we had an audience…(Part I) [MFF]

Obligatory Warning: Long. This is for those who like the details, amongst whom I count myself. The more you give me, the better the story is for me. I hope you all enjoy it! Preface: I’ve been with my wife, Eliza, for eleven years now, but we were only together for about two years when this story happened. I’ve only been in three serious relationships, and before now, had never cheated on anyone. I also don’t count what happened throughout this day as cheating per se, because we were going through a bit of a rough patch at this time where we weren’t together officially but we were still hanging out and hooking up occasionally. She was also talking to a couple of people, but I was too busy with work and school to focus on getting my dick wet. The point being, we were FWB. I love her friends and we all get along really well, though, so Eliza asked me to come to this event with her friends to see if we could maybe work on things with us. We did end up fixing things and have been together continuously and solidly since about two weeks after this happened (nine years now).

Battling Hyperspermia: Chapter 2 – Old friends, New Problems [MF] [Medical condition] [Shy male] [Excessive cum]

Eyes bolting open, Mike awakens with a start. The room is pitch black, the sun having yet to rise. Yelping with discomfort, he throws off his bed sheets and runs to the bathroom, his stiff dick flopping unevenly about like some kind of lewd, broken metronome.

Entering the room, Mike removes the rag adhered to the end of his cock with drying cum, tossing it aside. He lifts up the toilet seat, planting one hand on the wall and angling his body 45 degrees. With his other hand he holds out his pulsing cock and aims it into the toilet. Bracing the wall he grunts out, straining for a moment before he begins to urinate. *’Shouldn’t have slept so long!’* He chides himself as he empties his bladder. Before long, the clear urine becomes tinged with a milky, opaque sheen. “Nnnngh!” He yelps out as he strains harder, attempting to force out the backed-up cum that has collected in his balls during his long rest.

Panting slightly, he flushes the toilet and proceeds to his desk, waking the monitor display with his mouse. The screen flickers, still on the same video he discovered last night. He sits and adjusts himself, reaching for the jug at his feet and nestling it inbetween his legs as he begins his first order of the day: Depleting the semen build-up in his backed-up balls.

Moving day

-I think is the next left, right? Said Gaby.

-Yes that’s right.

-What? To the right?

-No dad, to the left. Only that I said that Gaby was right by saying it was the next left.

Oh right , so left. Said Betty’s dad.

The three laughed of the silly dad joke he pulled, just as a father ought to do. As they turned to the left to what it will be their new flat after spending a year of internship in Beijing, they were encountered with heavy breaking and cursing from Betty’s dad.

Look where you are going! You bum! And just as a ridiculous romantic comedy movie there he was, with a completely confused, blank and apologetic stare. Waving his hand in a I accept the wrong doing manner.

Bar Exam Study Session [Group]

John, my husband, was asked to teach criminal procedure at the nearby university this semester. John had been a guest lecturer several times and really enjoyed it. Teaching has really been a passion of his for a very long time. John also hosts study sessions for third years getting ready for the Bar exam.

One of the sessions has only four students, three females and one male. Two of the ladies are drop dead beautiful. Zoya looks like she could be a Desi princess, slim tight body, smallish perky tits, dark expressive eyes, and long black hair. Claire was a red headed soul collector, with a tight curvy body, plump ass, large tits, soul sucking green eyes, and long nature fire red hair. From the moment John showed me their pictures I was hooked and my juices were flowing.

Until this day, John held study group sessions at the university in the classroom. But, this day John called and asked if I was home, which I was, and then asked if I minded if the night’s stud group came over to study due to a club using the normal classroom. Of course I didn’t mind, I was really hoping to see Zoya and Claire in person.