Skyrim Stories: Mijoll and the Orcish War-maiden. (OC Literotica)

Skyrim Stories: Mijoll and the Orcish War-maiden.

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“And THAT, is why the imperial monetary system would do better if it was paperized. Printed money would just work better Mjoll, **everyone** knows that!”

The Dragonborn continued his discourse with the imperial monetary fund as Mijoll the Lioness carried on further along the mountain road.

She wasn’t being rude when she ignored the Dragonborn, but who would *ever* want to learn about the imperial monetary system when there were monsters to slay, and bandits to fight. The Dragonborn was out of his intellectual depth.

“Dragonborn, we should be at the Stronghold by now. Remind me again, why did we need to come here?”

The Dragonborn shrugged.

“Ehh, I don’t actually know. The chieftain and I met once at this inn. And I… Well, I may have accidentally killed his wife… Which, you know, can lead to some problems later on…”

Lauren Discovers Her College Roommate Ariyana Is A Creep {FF, Sleeping, Anal, Caught, Voyeur, Public, Spying}

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Part 1 Getting To Know Each Other

Moving day was the first time that Lauren met her new roommate Ariyana. Lauren walked into the dorm room to find that she was not the first one to arrive. There was a tiny person hidden under a large hoodie sitting in the corner of the bed. Lauren was a little nervous as she said hello, “You must be Ariyana. The email said I had a dorm mate.” The short girl lifted her head, exposing her face under the hood. She had a shy feminine voice as she replied, “You can call me Ari. Sorry if I am a little awkward at first to be around.”

Both girls giggled as Lauren placed her bag down on the other bed. The girls must have been matched up by the personality test they had to take online because neither were typical college girls. They were not the sorority type that would be dressed sexy at the parties to meet the frat guys. These two girls were both unfeminine in the traditional sense.

My roommate confronted me about their foot fetish [M]

I had two roommates, Kurt and Bob. Kurt was a good guy but incredibly socially awkward and a little standoffish. Bob was the exact opposite of Kurt and was incredibly outgoing and people gravitated toward him easily due to his affable nature and jovial personality. Kurt and I had been friends for years and years and I had met Bob through him and we became fast friends — so much so that we ended up living in this apartment for a year. Kurt had a regular 9 – 5 job, so did I, but Bob was an actor and took crazy shifts at crazy times whenever he could. He was always broke but he was always happy about it and as long as he paid the rent and utilities on time I didn’t care what he did.

One afternoon I came home from work early for whatever reason and Bob was home — as always — in the living room, watching cartoons. I kicked off my shoes and jumped on the couch to join him and catch up a bit. We talked a little while and laughed at the nonsense on TV until the program ended. Bob put the TV on mute and asked me if we could talk.

I [F23] made a bet to my boss [M35] during the IPL Finals and gave him a blowjob in front of my colleagues [MF] #walkofshame

Warm greetings to my fellow readers. I’m Aparna, 24, working and an independent lady living in Mumbai. I hope you all watched yesterday’s CSK vs SRH match cause I did. I also managed to watch Sunday’s CSK vs RCB in person with my boyfriend. I was talking to my boyfriend on the way home and it reminded me of that one time I made a sexual bet during IPL 2019 Finals and lost it. So I’m here to confess one of my sexual encounters that happened 2 years ago.

About my body, I’m 5ft 4, brunette hair and brown skin, a pretty oval face, beautiful 36C cups, sexy legs and a plump ass that I didn’t appreciate back in the day.

I’ll give you some context before I tell the actual story. I love, love cricket. Growing up in a family that always watches cricket matches, I eventually grew to love the sport and watch it all the time. This happened during the Indian Premier League Final 2019. For westerners who have no idea what it is, it’s like the Superbowl of India. I was 23 at that time and working for a big firm as an intern. I managed to get a ticket for the IPL Final at Hyderabad. I even booked plane tickets and was excited to see the match. But work got me occupied. What’s worse is that I have to attend a meeting in Delhi with my team on the day of the final match.

“Full Coverage” – Caught Live on the Local News [FM, Exhibitionism, Public Embarrassment]

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“Are you sure nobody can see us?” Katie peeked around the corner of the abandoned brick building as David loosened his belt. 

“Yeah, I told you, nobody comes this way since the construction started down the road. There’s nothing to worry about.” His voice was calm but authoritative, and she couldn’t help but stare when she turned to face him. The fluttering in her stomach was matched only by the heat coursing spreading slowly across her body as she took the sight of him in. His dark stubble gave contrast against his jawline, but her eyes were fixated lower.

“C’mon, I thought you were the ‘adventurous’ one?” She smiled at him and took a deep breath, checking the empty street one last time before nervously approaching him. David’s hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her in tight against his chest. The sun was just about to start setting as he kissed down her neck and smiled against her collarbone. 

She Makes Me Watch (FMM, Cucking, Humiliation, Degradation)

“Jesus… Mackenzie, do I REALLY need to be here for this?” I tried my hardest to sound forceful and confident. She could see right through it. She knows me better than that.

“Yes. LAWSON,” she glared as she put the extra emphasis on my name. She knows her tone can make me feel like I’m a total loser. “You DO need to see this. You need to know how it’s done the RIGHT way. I need fucked, and you just can’t get it done with what you’re working with.” She sneered down at my dick while she said it.

It’s not like I’m a small guy, either. 6’1″, 225, and fairly athletic. I guess I’m above average in the dick department, but it’s not like I’ve gone around comparing it with anyone. I guess that’s not good enough for her.

She was so sweet when we first got together. At least she ACTED that way. About 5’3, 115lbs, long, wavy black hair and super cute glasses. She looks like the picture of innocence. She was a little freaky in the bedroom, but lately, she’s just been so damn MEAN to me. When we’re in public she acts so sweet and lovey-dovey, but the instant we’re out of sight she practically rips her hand out of mind and glares at me. I tried figuring out what I did wrong, but I just don’t know.

Seduced to perform my first bisexual act

(My fantasy with a couple comes true, but not the way I envisioned it).

I walked into B-Dubs around 6pm. I’ve been coming here once a month, the same night, when in town for the past few months. I saw some familiar faces as I sat at the bar to eat. Dining alone it’s much less awkward sitting at a bar than in a booth or at a table.

Anyway, as my food came another familiar face sat two seats away. We usually chatted but we never were actually introduced.

“You here to get an early start for the game?” he started. It was Thursday and the football season recently started. I didn’t want to admit that I had no idea who was playing, at what time or that I was even aware the NFL season began, while sitting in a sports bar.

“Nah, just grabbing a bite and catching it at home.”

We made the usual small talk and then he leaned over, reaching out his hand, “I never got your name. I’m Don.”

The Hostage Game, Part Two (F/M) (Roleplay) (Bondage) (Submission) (Superheroes)

Dusklord looked as shocked as she felt to hear the words coming from her mouth. Redwing felt herself pale, and then flush as the blood ran to her cheeks, colouring them red. Heat filled her upper body, and she could already feel herself trying to back out of it. She resisted the urge. She realised that she did want this, at least on some level. The thought of it made her body tingle in sensitive places. She took a deep breath, and locked eyes with Dusklord, spreading her arms to her side as if to say ”Well, what not?”

He looked surprised, as though even he had not expected her to actually accept the offer. He swallowed visibly, trying to get past his confusion. Then, he moved forwards, walking towards her until they were inches apart.

She could feel the heat of his body now. He was muscular, not as powerfully built as most, but strong for his size, and she felt his eyes on her as well. Not for the first time, she realised that spandex didn’t really leave much to the imagination. Her body was slim, powerful. Her arms were toned and strong, her legs were long, and muscular.

21[M4F] Extreme Daddy/Daughter Domination- Dark Kinks Included (Abuse, Incest, Fat/Hairy/Gross Men, Watersports, Taboo Love, Interracial, etc.)

I’m 18+ looking for 18+ only.

To the dirty, curious girl that opened this up:

My name will be Dad or Daddy to you, but Raj to everyone else (it means King in my language of Nepali). My character will be 5’9, 230 lbs, fat dad bod, hairy, and unhygienic (negotiable) with a thick black mustache and a balding head of black hair. I’ll be playing a very nice 42 year old Computer Scientist, and I never dated or remarried after your mom left when you were a baby. I got a good computer science job here in the U.S and I built a comfortable life for us. I raised you almost single handedly, so you and I were very, very close. But I’m not the perfect father… ever since you turned 18 and started blossoming into a beautiful young lady, I started getting naughty, nasty, taboo thoughts about you… you seemed to be growing more attractive by the day, and before long, I found myself jerking off to the thought of you, into your dirty panties no less. Well, now that you were 18 and in your last year of high school, I wanted to see if I could live out my fantasies before you moved away to college… a fantasy like:

21[M4F] Musk Play, Smegma, Gross Hairy Men, Watersports… Super Dirty, super FUCKED up… Weird/Dark kinks… looking for a literate roleplay OR dirty chat, open for a snippet<3

I’m 18+ looking for 18+ ONLY… For the dirty, curious girl who opened this up:

Imagine I’m a fat, gross old Indian man… If I was your daddy or master, I would wanna force my thick brown, dirty cock down your throat and piss into your stomach. I wanna make you suck all the smegma and filth off my foreskin and swallow it before cumming in your mouth and watching you swallow that too. I then wanna take a used toilet brush and jam it down your throat and throat fuck you with it until you puke everything back up into a dog bowl. After puking, I’m gonna bury your cute face into my hairy sweaty ass and let you french kiss the inside of my butthole for a bit until I feel like you earned your snack. Then, I wanna watch you get down on all fours and lick your own vomit up out of the dog bowl like a good little pet whore. When you bend down to lick it up, I’ll jerk off until I’m hard again before mounting you from behind and fucking your tight little pussy. I’ll step on your face while I defile you and slap your tits and stomach while fucking you just to heighten your sensations. I’d make you suck and lick on my sweaty big toe as I orgasm inside your pussy and fill you up with my musky south asian cum, effectively breeding you and making you mine?