[Build-up] Banghardia Chapter 1: The Prisoner

This series will be quite different than the others that I have posted before. Firstly, if you have read my previous publications you’ll know that they are all set in the same timeline, this one will be totally separate and will not mention or be with previous series’. Also, I am trying to be ambitious with this one to balance story with sex scenes more than my previous work, so expect gaps between smut based chapters (sometimes). Please leave a comment or give feedback! Always looking to improve.

Our story begins in the year 2020, in a city named Relicia in the kingdom of Banghardia; a massive island country known for it endless hot weather and vast changes in biomes. Desolate deserts, modernistic cities and humid jungles are just some of the landscapes across the kingdom. Thanks to the normality of the blazing heat it was quite common for the men and women to wear clothing not too dissimilar to swimwear in everyday lives. Banghardia was truly a place of mystery, magic and mayhem, a unique country which vastly out sized the smaller islands around the world.

The Book Club (cfnm)

The Book Club

Stephanie had been a part of this book club for a few months now. Each month, they meet at a different member’s house. This is our first time hosting. From what I understand, it’s a group of 10-12 women who gather monthly to drink wine and occasionally talk about a book.

I’ve been told that the husbands often serve the women drinks and hors d’oeuvres. Never one to shy away from a challenge, and eager to display my bar tending and cooking abilities, I take on the assignment eagerly.

A week before the event, I’m informed that the month’s book assignment was an erotic romance novel, so the ladies may get a bit rowdy. My wife Stephanie suggested I could play along with the fun, if I felt comfortable.

She suggested that I begin the night in formal black tie attire, and lay on the charm. Then, once a few bottles of wine have been emptied, enter the living room in nothing but a bow tie, suspenders, and tuxedo spandex shorts. Steph insisted that the group would find it hilarious, and it would be a huge hit.

Celebrating At Cast Party [MF]

It was a cast party following a run of a show I was in for a local theater. I was drinking as one is wont to do at a cast party to let go of all the hours, days, and weeks you just threw into something. I went upstairs to get another plate of food since I was getting “drunk hungers.” While waiting in line at the table I caught the eyes of Joey, she was one of the actresses and a sexy little creature. About her: 5’6, nice big smile behind some beautiful lips, equally beautiful hips in a “curved but I run a lot kind of way”, green eyes, and long blonde hair (still styled from the show). She was wearing a black maxi dress that showed off her chest and her handful of B cups. About me…See my history. She was smiling at me and I just grinned back. We had joked a lot leading up to the shows during long tech rehearsals and her downtime backstage. She was in a circle of conversation with some others and they were going on and on about some boring topics or trying to inflate themselves with some acting class BS they just discovered.

Breeding Natalia [forced fem][sissification][humiliation][breeding]

Nathaniel Geller had been a young, up-and-coming salesman at MedZ who’d shown great potential. In just a few years, he made his way from ambitious college graduate to savvy junior manager. Risky ventures that others were skeptical of luckily always seemed to turn out successfully with Nathaniel’s assurances – so far, his “hunches” have never been wrong. His seemingly effortless rise in position was met with both admiration and envy by his peers. It seemed like nothing, and no one, would be able to stop the enterprising entrepreneur. 

That is, until a certain business dinner with a representative from PharmaX. While Nathaniel’s string of successful start-ups were all underdogs with, some would say, *shady* supporters, even he knew when to hedge his bets. This would be the third time he’s turned down PharmaX but he certainly wasn’t complaining. Steak and lobster dinners on their dime? Keep em coming! It wasn’t going to change his answer.

It was a surprise when dinner ended and the PharmaX representative responded to his polite, but firm, denial with nothing more than a mild-mannered nod. Instead he asked, “I hope you enjoyed your dinner Mr. Geller.” A puzzling reply under the circumstances, but yes, he had enjoyed the food. 

[M]y Best [F]riend Part 1: First time [Long]

This ended up longer than I intended, but it should be worth it. If you want to skip ahead, go to the *******
Also, on mobile.

Emily and I have been best friends since birth. Born just a day apart, our parents met in the maternity ward and quickly became friends. Shortly after our births, her parents moved into the 1920s bungalow next to and identical to ours but with a mirrored layout.

We both ended up with the small attic bedrooms, shared birthday parties and family vacations, and went to church and school together. Basically, we were inseparable. In any other world, we probably wouldn’t have been friends. Yet Emmy (my nickname for her as I couldn’t say Emily when I started talking) and I have always had a unique, unbreakable bond. We shared secrets and she was my biggest support through my bipolar diagnosis. Our parents even built us a tree house on the tree that sits between our yards.

I [28f] participated in a Blowjob Race while on holiday… [FM]

Aged nineteen my friends and I decided it would be wise to spend what little remained of our collective student loans to celebrate having survived our first year of university by jetting off together on an exotic and exciting holiday. We pictured sun, sea and sand, sipping expensive cocktails on flashy yachts, and being served our drinks by handsome guys wearing nothing but tight speedos. We very quickly realised however that our budget wouldn’t actually stretch to anything that could be even vaguely described as ‘exotic’, so instead booked a week in the somewhat less exclusive Ayia Napa in Cyprus.

For those unaware, Ayia Napa is (or at least was) considered to be something of a 18-30 ‘wild time’ paradise. And paradise is being used ironically. It’s a party-party-party type place by reputation, where the vast majority of vacationers will be sleeping through the day, and setting the world on fire by night. Also setting loins on fire. There was said to be no place on earth where casual sexual encounters could be found, indulged and dismissed so easily, readily and without comment or judgement.

Naughty at School – College girl gets gang banged by 7 guys. [Group]

Hi, this is one of the events that happened to me when I first went to college. I was in my early twenties and a wild child living life and taking what it had to offer.

It was pledge time for the fraternities/sororities and I was trying to get into one of the more popular ones. It wasn’t a snobbish sorority house; but one that was more known for the girls being like me, wild, free and fun loving. Think of Animal House but in a girls’ version. All of the girls there were hot and sexy and very popular with the boys, especially the sport teams.

As we were walking over to the party one of the girls I had made friends with who was already a member pulled me to the side and told me “Be careful when you’re there and don’t get drunk and make sure you watch your drink.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“Well they have been known to spike the drinks so they can take advantage of you. They don’t do it all the time, but with certain girls they will try. https://www.realsexstoriesx.blogspot.com

Fucking the Drummer (F24)

I don’t know about any of you reading this… but I have been so horny during lockdown so I thought I would share some fun memories!

A few months ago, my friends and I went out on a Friday evening. We got ready all together at my house, trying on each other’s slutty clothes, putting on sexy winged eye liner, curling our hair. We looked hot and we knew it. We went to a low-key local bar. It was the type with a small dance floor and stage where local bands play every Friday and Saturday night while everyone gets drunk and hopes they find someone to go home with at the end of the night. The band playing this night just happened to be my favourite… I’ve always found the drummer to be so sexy. I’ve seen them play twice before at this bar and we always made a special eye contact and he would often wink at me… but being the shy girl I am I had never approached him. He was a 6″3 big strong, daddy. He was just my type, older (probably 40) with red hair, big beard, sexy arms with tattoos and a smile that made me go wild. Every time he hit those drums, he would bite his lips and I could just imagine him behind me, smacking my ass instead of the drum set as he fucked me…

Texas Flight Attendant Strips From Her Uniform and Masturbate For Her Husband and His Poker Buddies [FM] [exhibitionism][masturbation][flight attendant]

[ORIGINAL STORY WITH UNIQUE PIC IS HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/w6Swt4p)

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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So he really surprised me one time when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and he wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

He said, “Because, my exhibitionist wife, we want you to be the entertainment.”

Counseling (2/2) [Fantasy] [F mast, MF]

In a hotel ballroom, a banner says, “Good Luck Gillian — Happy Retirement After Thirty Years!” Men in suits and women in cocktail dresses gather around the bar, drinking sparkling wine as a DJ spins oldies.

Nicola brings Lisa up to meet Gillian. “Hello, Gillian, congratulations. This is my girlfriend, Lisa. Lisa, this is Gillian.”

Lisa says, “It’s so nice to meet you, Dr. Smith, Nicola tells me you’re a whiz.”

Gillian laughs “Well, maybe. I’ve learned a few tricks. Now it’s time for somebody else to use them. And call me Gillian, please.”

“Are you going to relax, now that you’ve retired?” asks Lisa.

“Well, I’m retired from the Service Office. I’m not old enough to retire for real. I’m starting a small private practice, part-time, helping women in commercial service work through their issues. So, it’s related, but different. And I’m working on my art — I have a show at a gallery in Jenkins next month.”

Nicola asks, “Jenkins? Why Jenk– oh, you’re going to the wedding.”

“Ha. It’s just a coincidence, actually. But in thirty years I’ve never had a client invite me to her wedding, so I thought I’d go, and meet the man who singlehandedly forced a session of the Joint Lords-Representatives Conference on State Service.”