Hypnotised at the Party [M/F, anthro/furry, hypnosis, consensual, oral, vaginal, anal, public, dom/sub, erotica] (AmethystMare)

A bunny at a party is prone to finding herself in kinky situations and getting hypnotised and drawn to fuck everyone there at this one is no different!

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Vania should not have been out there, not really, but it was hard for the bunny-woman to restrain herself. She was too social, a bounce in her step as she enjoyed herself, the party in full swing, though it had been a while since she had attended one in a private home. Of course, a house party was well within her wheelhouse, though perhaps Vania should have considered the fact that she had work the next day.

No matter to her though. Her brown rabbit ears stood up tall and pricked, turning to catch sounds, drinks flowing freely and laughter thick and tangible in the air. She had chosen a mid-thigh skirt that was reasonable enough for the night out, a glass of prosecco clasped in her hand, skin a little darker than a natural tan would have come through. Her glasses perched on her nose, though she did wear contacts at times too, yet she’d been in too much of a rush to get out that night to worry about those.

Blackmail 29 – Sex Beautique (F, blackmail, fiction)

I should have fucking figured that my *admirer* would take to the one place I could easily get fucking recognized.

After my *admirer* stopped at his location and picked up a mysterious package, he had us taken to a place called ‘*Starr’s*’.

Seeing how I’ve never been to the capital I didn’t know what ‘Starr’s’ was.

You know what it was…..a fucking sex shop.

Ok it was more chic than your stereo typical sex shop so I guess you could consider the place more of a beautique than a shop.

Still it was a place I could easily get recognized.

I groaned as I looked over at my *admirer* quickly going from a happy puppy dog willing to do anything *her* master told *her* to do to instantly pissed again.

I was beginning to see a pattern with this asshat.

First he embarrassed me in a high end restaurant.

Then he parades my naked ass in the hotel where we were staying.

Then he pounds my pussy and psyche into submission all night and all morning.

Feminism with an Emphasis on Men [Free Use] [Hypnosis]

Hey guys! Briefly back with another free use story. Next one might just be regular hypnosis, since I did really enjoy it in this one. If you have any comments, questions or suggestions, leave them below! I try and reply to everyone.

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Christine was always a rebellious girl. In fact, she didn’t even go by her birth name anymore, and went by Punk the second she moved away for college. She never liked her family, and the restrictive nature that her mother had. Out of spite, she went to a radically different style the second she got off on her own place. Hair dye, piercings, ripped clothing, and a pissed off attitude. Despite being shy before, she made a point to keep a stern face, the kind that told men to fuck off.

That isn’t to say she didn’t make friends. She made a lot in fact when she started going to her women’s studies course. A large group of mostly women helped her understand the rough go she had at life until then. They taught her about feminism, patriarchy, and women’s rights in general. She even embraced being bisexual, and dated one of the girls briefly, but stopped after communication went south. Punk was after all much more into the protesting than she was listening.

He Wanted Me To Meet His Wife – [Female Narrator][FFM][FF][Affair]

“I want you to fuck my wife,” he said.

I was lying in Glen’s bed when he said it. We’d just finished having sex.

“Really,” he said. “I want to watch you fuck my wife.”

I glanced over at the nightstand by the bed. She looked like an attractive enough woman, judging from their wedding picture. But the situation was weird. I told him I wasn’t interested.

“Please,” he started to plead. “I’ve been working on this for years. Trying to convince her to fuck someone else while I watch. I think she’s ready.”

“You’re being foolish,” I told him. “You don’t really want this. You don’t know where it will lead.”

But he kept begging. I told him I’d think about it. Then I got dressed and got the hell out of there. I had no intention of ever going back.

“Why do men always have to ask for more?” I asked myself.

When I first met Glen we’d worked at the same office. I was used to coworkers flirting with me, but he was extremely forward.

“Look,” I finally said, “I don’t date co-workers, and I don’t date married guys.”

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I spent my last day in the office on my knees![FM]

So, okay not just on my knees, I was also on my back and even got to stand up once or twice, but that was mainly to be bent over the desk. Really, I spent most of my last day in the office being fucked, that’s the important detail. I got very little work done but did finish a lot of jobs.

So, I’ve mentioned I’m fucking my boss and he has this school uniform fetish that he let slip at the weekend. So knowing it was only going to be the two of us in I wanted to really really play up to it. I knew I could get more slutty than usual and fully took advantage of the situation. He’s already made it super clear that today I’m gettig fucked, a lot, so I might as well give him something to enjoy. I woke up so early to get ready and poured so much effort into every little detail. As I said, we were supposed to be alone so I didn’t mind really going for it. I’m quite new to the sluthood so anything a little public still makes me nervous. Short pinafore skirt, thigh high socks, my hair in plaited pig tails and heels that screamed fuck me. I wanted to look good. I wanted to make my self up and look presentable then be degraded and cum covered. Before I left I considered just taking it all off and throwing my long coat over it but I think I’ll save that or you know wait until I have the courage for it!

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“OH sweetie, you thought you were the one to pick me up in that bar?” She whispered in his ear as her porcelain skin grew red hot when she finished tying down his last limb. “That’s soooo cute!” She exclaimed as two thick horns grew from her forehead about 3 inches long. She climbed on top of him a single thick red thigh, bulging out of both her to short shorts and to high stocking, on either side of his chest. “I’ve been hunting you for weeks my little lamb. Watching you, studying you. All alone in that little apartment. No friends. No family visitors. No witnesses.” She moaned as she said the last part and she raked perfectly manicured nails down his chest just light enough not to draw blood. 

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Stud Service at the Gym [M/M, anthro/furry, public/group, anal, oral, dom/sub, musk/sweat/muscle worship, erotica] (AmethystMare)

At the gym, the studs rule and this special gym lets submissive lads come in to drop to their knees and give it all they’ve got right out there in public lust…

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Ahnik chuckled, the lizard bumping his lither, even if taller, human friend on the shoulder. Matt squirmed, dressed in shorts that were supposed to be for working out in but suddenly seemed far tighter and more restrictive than he had expected. His T-shirt was oversized, his frame lightly muscled but still on the slimmer side, hair not as light of a blonde as it was in the summer months when he had the sun on it. That would come in time, however, everyone in the gym that Ahnik had dragged him to getting ready, though Matt privately thought that they were far more than beach body ready.

EST: Law & Punishment 11 Prison or… Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Anal Bondage Sexual Violnence)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed.  Any case, name, event is purely fiction.  Butt the search for the truth will continue!  With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
  This is their case, their story…
 
Eleven years in the past…
 
Looking over the new recruits.  Seeing nothing butt a bunch of snot nose little brat’s that have no idea what being a officer of the law means.  Trying to remember what the shop Doc. told him about controlling his temper.  “Been through this so many times” Drill Sargent Kenton mumbled.  Grabbing a hold of the pile of papers on his clipboard, letting a few slip by his thumb.  “Applegate what do you expect to learn from this course” not even giving him time to answer.  Drill Sargent Kenton eyes adjusted as the last two students dropped their gear and stood in line.
“It is sure nice of you to make time for this assembly” feeling his blood pressure leave the paperwork.
“Just what in the fuck where you two doing!  Fucking her or was this her fucking you!”  His attitude, the redness in his face while he ignored the paperwork at his finger tips.  “From now on you little girl are going to be know as Cin and you pretty boy…”
 
Perhaps this interruption was out of place butt I was young.  “RJ Sir” I said with a confident grin on my face…
 
48 hours earlier…
 
Having spent the past three years working at the odd jobs, doing things that a rambunctious teen should do until I was arrested.  Then it would only be prison or ???  Still not ready for the clink and apparently the judge saw through my unwillingness to spend the next sexty years being bubba’s bitch. 
Looking down at me with gavel in hand.  “Now son you are looking at sexty years in prison” letting that sink in before moving on.
“That is sexty years or…” feeling my asshole get so tight that I swear it disappeared.  Here it cums just bend over and get tail fucked for the rest of your…  “Or join the family of Blue.  I have this feeling about you, so please take your time and decide.  Prison or booty camp” saying this while the Marshalls where walking towards me.  The pair had grins on their faces and silver jewelry waiting to show off it’s new look on my wrists.
 
“Yes Sir, I’ll.. I’ll join the cops.  I’ll go to booty camp” talk about a close call with those goons standing right behind me, probably betting on who was going to tag my asshole first.
 
“Very well” his gavel hit the bench, “You will go to Midway and report to the sheriff training grounds by no later then Tuesday morning.”  With that the swing of his gavel, the pounding that my asshole escaped from these two goons and poor bubba.
 
Thinking about where midpoint was, no it never hit me to look on a map.  That would have been to simple. 
 
As the Vibratrain jetted off.  With nothing to pack, no house or apartment, carrying my few clothes I had (things that I had let’s say lifted without getting caught) in a dusty old rucksack.  I was ready for.. “Well hello there.”  My wondering eye caught the most beautiful sight I could imagine.  A girl sitting right across from me, legs jacked up on the seat exposing that slender juicy cunt.  Seeing what she was wearing a short body stocking with more holes than I could wrap my head around.  Her full chest rising and falling as was the one piece of solid clothing she had a cream colored crop top that was missing all of the buttons.  My fucking cock was a hard as a rock!  Hell I even think I had pre-cum leaking from the head.
 
Pulling the anal bead sucker from her mouth.  Looking over what was checking her body out.  “Shit kid, I could fuck you without even cuming” the sharp snap as the last two beads broke off in her mouth.  The twirl of the stick.  The way she just suck those beads off.  The way she flicked that empty stick to the side.
“What?  Do I have something in my cunt” slapping my own cunt…  The sensation that brought, I could almost feel myself getting wet.
Hopping up.  Looking at his nice hard cock.  “Mmm that would be one way to satisfy my need to get fucked” ran through my brain like wild fire smoking weed.
Spinning around.  Just about to make my dream cum true.  My hand massaging, torturing my lonely cunt.  The firm grip I took of his cock.  The lower my slit was getting!
 
“Midway next stop.  Midway” as the Vibratrain instantly slowed down.  Going from better then 200 miles per hour down to zero which only took under 30 seconds.
 
The sudden stop!  The grip she had on my cock!!  Made me jenison faster than she could release.
There I was.  Heart pounding out of my chest.  That excitement of thinking I was about to get some pussy then the sudden, unbelievable stop, the sensation, the thoughts…  My cum splattered all over the floor and the conductor tapping his foot. 
 
“This is as far as either of your tickets will allow” throwing her off the train first while holding me by the scruff of the neck.  Then just like a piece of trash the heat of Midway hit me like the firmness of her bum.
 
Instantly regaining my footing.  Offering to help her up.  Yes.. I hate to admit this butt for the past 21 years…  Well 18 of those years spent in an all boys school.  Butt for the past three years of living hear in Amera this was the closest my cock has ever been to actually getting some.
 
Pushing the hair from her eyes.  Staring up at the hand that was waiting for her to grab.  The burning of the blush as it colored my cheeks.  The erotic sensation I felt when that boy was… well, had his face in my bum, booty or whatever.  “Names Cynthia.  Yours?”  Clasping that hand and giving a quick jerk.
 
“RJ” I mumbled while I took in the cleavage that had greeted my face.  The horn interrupted anything further.
 
“Your bus is hear for you RJ” now the blush had truly show through butt damn how wet my slit was getting.  Even though I pulled him down the offer of his hand was still there.
Taking his hand as he helped me up from my seat on this hot train dock.  Following him to the bus and yes this is my bus as well, fucking judge only giving me the choice between the cops or prison.  And those two creeps where taking bets on who was going to get my pussy and who was going to get the bj.  The shiver that ran through my body almost made me wonder why people liked this style of dress?  Having tit, ass and pussy exposed and for what to make the midriff illegal!  What a bunch of…
 
“Looks like you will have to bench up with your boy toy” the driver said.  “Full bus and no more cuming today.”
 
Well this is going to be fun, just hope he is not one of those cum before things get to hot and heavy peeps.  Pushing the hair over my ear as I look down at his cock.  Gripping it before he could complain.  Straddled his lap.  “Looks like I am going to be sharing” rubbing RJ’s head against my lips.  Tagging my clit letting the sensation of the pre-gasm take control before…
 
“What!  Is she doing…  Oh my fuck I’m going to get some!”  The feel of her lips against my head made my cock even more harder, if that is even possible!  The tight feel of the netting of her body stocking as.. as… “Ooh my fuckkk” as the netting broke away allowing my cock entry into.. into!  Yes into her pussy!
 
Letting his cock slide all the way inside me.  Catching my breath only half way down his chimney.  My hand slipping down to fondle his balls.  “This is the first time…” what started as a private conversation in my mind soon became a louder one.  “Ooo yes!  Must keep fuckkking himmm…” Oh my fuck it’s not like I get pounded every day or something maybe once or twice a… fine a year butt still a orgasm this early? 
Feeling my stomach contract.  Feeling my brain going into a shut down mode as my libido takes control.  The feel of his balls as my clit hovers just above them.  The quick flex of my hips, the feeling that maybe he is the one flooded my vision as my eyes slammed shut!
Grabbing ahold of his hands.  Planting them on my tits!  Squeezing his fingers till, till I… “OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm” my hand left his.  Diving down to my clit.  Needing to rub it, to complete the.. the…  “OooOoooOoooo fuckkk yesssssssss OooOoooOoooo” as I bounced on his cock.  As I milked it for what ever reason cuz he had not?  Oh my goodness, he had not yet cum!  What was wrong with my, my pussy!  Was it not working right?  Is there, yeh that’s it!  There is something that I am not doing!  Maybe, grabbing my ass cheek.  Maybe showing him what… Oh my fuck I’m going to…  “Ooooh fuckkk yesss!  Keep, keep fuckkking Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” slamming by pussy so hard down on his cock!  Feel his, his head battering against my cervix was so out of this world that I…
The feel of my finger as I shoved it up my bum.  The sensation that it brought!  With everything going haywire.  With everything going to hell in a hand basket and finding out that I had one more hole to pleasure myself with and hopefully this dude RJ will be my partner for how ever long this takes.  Just one more bounce, just one more finger plunge and.. and…
 
“You two off this bus Now!!!”  Came the call from the driver.  Him looking right at us and our.. well unfinished and probably never will finish O.
 
There we where standing right in front of the Midway sheriff training and booty camp.  Hoisting my bag and Cynthia’s as well.  Looking at her and her body, giving myself a big high five!  All in my head of course.  “Ah, I guess this is our new home for now.. I, Ah guess” how fucking stupid can I get? 
 
20 minutes later…
 
“And you” looking at this puke that just interrupted me and my shake down.  “You should be glad that this day does not last any longer!  Now march to the dorms so I can assign rooms for each of you!!!”  Spitting in this kids face will have to do for now butt I will be watching him, looking for any reason to kick his ass out of this program.
 
“Well now looky here one room, two maggots” looking at the room assignments.  “This must be your lucky day RJ” yes I’m still in his face.  “Cuz you are now the roommate of Cin and I better never hear any fucking under my roof!”  Saying this loud enough for the entire group of maggots to hear!
 
You know how hard it is not to pop a boner when you get bunked with a girl.  Especially when there is only one bunk in the room.  And no fucking, ha who does he think he is.  Watching him pant, turning seven shades of red, bet he just can’t wait for me to screw up so he can fuck my ass!  “Yes Drill Sargent Kenton” I snapped to attention and carted both our bags into the room.

[29F] A real life miracle

Imagine this.

Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.

Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?

Now imagine you’ve come to be in your late 20s, and you still haven’t had any sexual experience in your life. Every week, you still hang out with your close group of friends, get together and chat, maybe watch something, pretty consistently, every week.

Now imagine one week, you’re going over to one of their houses to do this again, just like you have every week for the last 10-15 years. Nothing at all is out of the ordinary.