Do Me Snake-Thing [Female][Alien][SciFi][Large Insertion]

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I laid in bed and lazily scrolled through the feed that displayed holographically above the entertainment console. As usual, there was nothing interesting. At least, there was nothing I hadn’t seen before over half a dozen times. That was one of the major drawbacks of working on an out-of-galaxy research station.

The display flickered as I waved my hand dismissively and one by one the dancing figures faded from view.

I rolled over to my back and groaned loudly as I stretched to get rid of the tightness in my muscles before turning over on the spot and sighing loudly. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the windows and washed my body. I wished to myself that I could go to sleep and wake up at the end of my deployment.

Then again, I thought to myself, there isn’t much waiting for me back home anyway.

The time it was [F]inally all about me!

This is the story of my first success since opening my relationship last month. Long story, sorry, I like details!

Ever since officially opening up my relationship with my long term boyfriend, I haven’t had the best luck. I had a potential FWB ghost me right before meeting, flirted with two guys at work which you can read about how one ended before it started in an older story I’ve posted, and the other one is moving incredibly slow, but I’m purposely taking my time with it to not rush things like the last, and about 50 people have messaged me on my other account that shows what city I’m in and looking for a fuck buddy, wanting to hook up, but they all seem to be playing games and I haven’t met a single one yet.

I’ve also had a bunch of family drama and been incredibly busy at work the last few weeks, as I’ve stated in my last few posts.

Point is, I’m overtired, overworked and sexually frustrated!

Enter who I’ll call Jack.

18 [FM] my senior year had a lot of ups and downs.

Multi part story that gets more sexual as it goes.
To everyone that knew me I was the perfect girl, the girl in church who followed all the rules. Outside of church in the privacy of my room, I used the internet to explore the real me. I started slow with porn and eventually moved to chat rooms.

Chat rooms were the place my limits were tested and broken. I started just chatting and flaking before anything progressed. One guy named Samuel pointed out that he lived close by and would love to just meet me for a drink and see where things could go in the future. That day I had a fight with my parents so I skipped youth group and headed to meet Samuel.

Of course this was a mistake and I knew it, but I went anyways. When I got there he asked me to meet him in his car before we went inside (we never made it inside).

“Hey baby you look good, I’ve always wanted a high school girl” he had mentioned before that name being newly 18 was the only reason he was interested. He must have been 28 and he wasn’t much of a looker. His teeth are what I remember most he must have been a heavy smoker who’s mom wasn’t the happiest with his face.

Triss and the Empress [Witcher] [EU] [Fantasy] [Futa] [Non-con] [Deepthroat] [Creampie]

The Nilfgaardian Black Ones stepped aside, lifting their halberds as they did. Triss gave them a curt nod, and they responded with steely gazes. So much for being cordial. She tucked a strand of scarlet hair behind her ear, shivering slightly as they shut the palace doors behind her and blocked out the cold. Lit candelabrum flanked the extravagant hallway, high curved walls held up by cut marble pillars. Black Ones stood all around, and Triss had a moment of worry seeing so many of them.

“Miss Merigold, hello!” Someone called. She looked over to see a butler scurrying over her, a wide dumb smile on his face. He wore the standard court tunic, with its puffy sleeves and frayed collar. The butler had an unfortunate bald spot and thin red hair that looked a lot like hers. He reeked of perfumes. “We are *so* pleased to have you here!”

“Yes, well, when the Empress of Nilfgaard sends you a personal letter, you don’t really refuse do you?” Triss responded curtly. The butler’s smile flickered, nervousness creeping on his face.

My Inner Cumslut Come Outs – Pt 1 [FM]

It had been a while since I had seen Tim. He was coming in for a dinner meeting and spending the weekend with me then flying out on the red eye Sunday night, so the least I could do was accept his dinner invitation. We had talked about the last time we were together and how I enjoyed him taking control, and I spent the last couple of weeks dropping hints on how I wanted it more.

I checked-in to the hotel, and his bags were already there along with a box on the bed for me. It was another lingerie set with a note that read “I want you to cum in the bar this time.” I walked into the bathroom to shower and saw that a garment bag with my name on it and in it was a tight black dress that was shorter and tighter than the one I wore the night I met him. The note read “I can’t wait to see you in this tonight.” Thoughts ran through my head of him all over me, and I couldn’t help but get turned on as I showered.

M]y [F]inal Scene With A Great Sub

So, after hanging around in this group for a few weeks, I’ve finally worked up the nerve to share a story. This goes back about 5 years, but I’m curious about how other people view it.

My sub, R, was a real estate agent near where I used to live in Georgia, per our contract, she was obligated to carry out any daily task assigned to her within an hour of it being assigned. A lot of our D/s dynamic was carried out via text since we both had very demanding careers, it was hard to find physical time together. So, on this day I found myself alone in the office doing some ordering when I started thinking about her. 

She has a killer body, a bit on the heavier side, with big firm tits, and nice hips. Just the way I like them. She had shoulder length wavy dark red hair, and when she was dressed professionally for work, the mere thought of her could make me rock hard. It was the demanding career that lead her to being my sub in the first place, so I tried to make sure to assign her tasks while I knew she was at work, because it helped her day be less stressful. I knew she was showing a really nice house in the area and that she was nervous about the potential for a sale. So, I text her to go to the bathroom and take a picture with her beautiful tits out, and instructed her to be licking one of her nipples for me. 

Two loads for the young Christian redhead [MF]

This happened about 2 years ago. I (M31) had just come out of a relationship and apparently tried to numb the pain by sleeping with as many girls in their early 20’s as possible. I was thinking about this girl today after stumbling across the selfie mentioned later, so here goes.

I met Emma through a performing arts community, that seemed to attract lots of young students looking to volunteer and gain event experience. She was tall, slim and pretty, with fiery red hair down well passed her shoulder blades. 22 years old.

We hung out a few times and while I dreamed of getting my hands on that young body, I never got a sense she was into me. That changed when after a gig together we ended up back at her place. I tested the water by touching her hand with mine, and before long we started making out.

She was a Christian and although not a virgin, she was sexually inexperienced. She told me that she had only 1 partner before.

Gay Bondage Surprise 3[gay][reluctant][hot tub]

I laid in bed for hours after that intense day. I looked up at the ceiling and went over what had happened over and over, remembering the last words that Myles had said to me.

“Let me know if you ever want some more. Or better yet, have a taste of your own.”

I couldn’t get my mind off of his mouth, his technique, and how eager he was. There was something so wrong with everything that had happened. I knew I wasn’t gay, I just knew it. I couldn’t be. I had been with so many women in my life, I had had a handful of serious girlfriends and dozens of flings and one night stands that were incredible. Tall, leggy blondes with pouty lips and a massive chest, petite brunettes with perky tits, pale redheads with curves, I had had them all. But, as I went over all my sexual encounters in my mind, I realized something disturbing. None of them sucked cock like Myles did.

Fucking [M]y [F]ormer Student

I coached high school speech for several years. I started coaching when I was an undergraduate and continued throughout my time in grad school. It’s an unexpectedly crazy, stressful, competitive little world, so I thought I might share a few stories from my time in that world. There’s a fair bit of setup to this story. If you’re just here for the sex, jump to the line below…

This story takes place in 2009, when I was into my second year of graduate school and my former student, Asha, was a college senior. At the time she was 21 and I was 26. My memory of the event is still pretty clear but, seeing that it’s been almost 10 year, the dialogue isn’t going to be exact…

A bit about me (in the ways that matter for these stories): I’m a fairly generic white guy, 6’ 1”, 190lbs, brown hair, brown eyes, and a 5” uncut thick cock (no, really). I always try to keep in shape, but don’t always succeed.

When [M]y Desperate [F]riend Let Me Fuck Her

I looked over at Kelly’s phone and saw her message to Sam, “Want to fuck?” We were sitting on the couch, a little high, at my parents’ house in the middle of summer while they were away on a trip. I had an apartment of my own but was looking after my parents’ place, which wasn’t a bad gig in its own right considering they had a trio of cute cats, a pool table, and a hot tub. I was comfortably in the friend zone with Kelly, had been since I met her when I was fourteen, but that didn’t stop us from joking around about sex like the couple of perverted stoners that we were. Every now and then I’d be like, “Kelly, want to fuck?” and she would either say no or jokingly go along with it, queue the dirtiest or most insulting jokes we could come up with, but we never made a move on one another.

Kelly was short, with a nice bubble butt that was more than a little hypnotizing when she walked around in her underwear or a bikini, but her tits were small (though no less pleasant to look at naked). She usually wore her hair in a ponytail and had more ear piercings than I could count, with a stud on the corner of her mouth.