PART 2 (Delhi Radhika)[MMF] Real Indian Cuckold Story (Sissy husband) (Shower) (Ass eating) and much more

FIrstly, I am really sorry for taking so long to post the second part. I hope the content in the story makes up for the delay .Some of you will relate with me .Everytime I sit down to write and think about the events ,I get hard and the blood flow is diverted south, then I kinda have to “play my instrument”. After the solo self love session I get some PNC(post nut clarity) and decide “to do something better”.

Secondly, this is for the couples who will be meeting me in the future :Pritesh specifically wanted SISSY HUMILIATION ,he categorically asked for it and explained the psychology to me very well.Radhika was really into the idea too. So, please don’t think this is what how all my experiences have been or will be.I am into all kinds of threesomes.Cuckold/Hotwife/ Stag / husband watching /husband in the other room/husband just wants to hear about the experience or see pictures/ husband actively participating. Every experience is different and that’s the best part about the lifestyle. I am inclined to work harder for couples who are well aware , friendly and also understand that I AM the new guy in their bedroom and their guest.This couple ticked all the boxes ,so I enthusiastically catered to their specific fetish.I have had some really good encounters with couples in Canada and I didn’t expect couples here in India to be so experimental and wild.
P.s :The story has been approved by Pritesh and Radhika and permission to post pictures was denied,though we did click a few with full face masks for reddit.Yes ,Radhika that was a taunt.?
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Taylor’s Journey through Space, Chapter 3 [MMF] [Fiction]

Something wasn’t right. Taylor stared into the microscope, advancing it further to get a birds-eye view into the pollination she had forced on one of the plants. It was amazing. The little microorganisms were screwing themselves silly. And it wasn’t just in the plants. She had tracked the pollen-like organism through the water, fruits, and the air around them too. The planet was one big biological orgy in progress.

She shook her head in confusion. These readings hadn’t been present while the mission was being prepped. She knew it wasn’t. She, herself, had tested the samples the unmanned bots had brought back. This was something new. Something which must’ve started only a few months ago

She took a deep breath as she straightened, staring down at the small array of plants she had arranged around the table. She had run tests until she was blue in the face, had worked tirelessly to figure it out, and she was damned if she could. Of course, the heat building in the air around her wasn’t helping.

Mike and Ivan were working around the camp in only their uniform pants, sweat soaking on their bodies as the heat continued to build. It was like this every afternoon. The temperature readings never changed, but the humidity shot up to nearly intolerable levels.

A Regular Day Off [Fm] [Fdom] [bdsm] [huml] [bd] [light sm] [lots of talking]

“Doing alright down there?”

Oh no. Deliberately, gingerly, slowly — oh so slowly — I nodded my head yes, hoping that would be good enough.

Even through the dark canvas blindfold, I knew she could see me nodding. I knew she was looking down right at me. I had felt her calves splay out from next to my ears, and I could feel her taking me in, up and down, through the space between them.

But she knew what she was after.

“What was that, boy?”

I froze. There was a ever-so-slight tinge of malice in the smoothness of her voice. But even then, I swallowed my spit, hard, and started another nod. *Please*, I thought, being very, very careful to not try and mouth the word.

She wasn’t having it. Her hand snaked down under the desk and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and baring my neck to her. I tried to keep my back perfectly straight, as ordered.

“That’s enough. You know the rules about answering. It’s been almost half an hour since I last took you out to use that wonderful little tongue of yours, my toy. You know I’m a stickler for safety, and I’m not going to be satisfied that you’re alright until I hear it directly from that very. same. tongue.”

The Show Must Go On Part 2 [extreme fdom][F][M][tattooing][piercing][non-con][kidnapped][BDSM][msub]

The lights flickered, and Mike opened his eyes groggily as his body drifted back into consciousness. He was no longer in the dressing room at the concert hall where he had been the moment he passed out, but the room did look familiar. He blinked hard a few times, and as he looked around the dimly lit room, he realized his body ached and throbbed with even the slightest movement. He looked down, the tense mucked in his neck straining, and saw his naked body bruised and covered in red welts. He was seated uncomfortably on a metal folding chair, his ankles strapped to the legs and his wrists cuffed behind his back. Bondage tape was wrapped tightly around his torso, holding him to the cold back of the metal chair.

Just as Mike’s faculties returned to him, the sound of a door creaking open came from behind him, and a pair of high heeled shoes tapped across the hardwood floor. There, standing in front of him, was Lynda. She was still wearing her black outfit that she had worn at the concert, but her hair was now down and draping over her shoulders.

I[F] shared a Master/slave fantasy with my husband [M], and the reenactment STILL has me wet a whole day later

*My husband and I are in a D/s dynamic, and he instructs me to write down any fantasies I have for his approval/reenactment. This is long, but I promise, it’s worth it.*

I stand in the room, knowing I will meet my Master soon. I’ve been ordered by my handlers to keep my gaze downcast, to not talk back, and only speak when spoken to. Apparently, those are all some of my less desirable attributes, and I’ve been told time and time again that I’m a long way from what a slave should be. Now that I’ve been bought, I’m determined to prove to my Master and myself that I can be the kind of slave any Master would be proud of.

He walks in, coolly confident, and my heart skips a beat. He’s tall, handsome, with a cruel glint in his eye and I can’t help but wonder what torturous delights he has in store for me.

He stops, then looks me up and down: “You belong to me now. I own you, understand, slave?”

I exhale shakily and breathe out a barely perceptible “Yesss.”

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Six of eleven [MFF. MF, FF, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER SIX**

Paige Rogers was best known nowadays as CEO and spokeswoman for Nutragenex Weight Loss, but to Tom Jacobs she’d always be “Joey Fairweather,” the ditzy heiress she’d played decades ago on the hit sitcom *Fairweather Friends.*

Her character’s role on the show had consisted mainly of wearing as little as possible while delivering comically doe-eyed takes in reaction to the double-entendre punchlines of her many would-be suitors.

Her role in the life of adolescent Tom Jacobs had been providing prime jack-off fuel for half an hour every Thursday evening at 8:00 PM. He’d had her iconic swimsuit poster on his bedroom wall, and the issue of *Playboy* featuring her pre-fame layout stashed between a couple of *X-Factors* in a comic bin.

So, to find himself this morning in one of his own hotel’s luxury suites with Paige lying between his legs sucking his cock was the stuff of fantasy. Those blue eyes that had stared so vacuously at her co-stars on a 21-inch screen now blazed with lust as she devoted herself single-mindedly to pleasuring his prick.

The Show Must Go On [Femdom][celeb][cbt][foot worship][smothering][thigh worship][non-con]

The lights were bright and hot, flashing around the concert hall and into the eyes of the frustrated man in the front row. Mike had been dragged to the loud, thumping pop concert by his cousin, Lynda, and was pouting as the screaming fans around him cheered and waved their hands in the air. Lynda was having the time of her life, occasionally nudging her cousin and trying to get him to enjoy himself.

Mike had never been a fan of pop music in general, so when Lynda invited him to a concert featuring Taylor Swift, Nicki Minaj, and Carly Rae Jepsen, he was less than excited. He was guilted into attending the concert to please his family, but as the performers jumped and danced across the stage, he couldn’t stop himself from shouting rude remarks and booing as they passed the front of the stage.

“Get off the stage! Put some damn clothes on and go get some singing lessons, you all suck!” Mike hollered, coaxing a round of boo’s from the fans that circled him.

They shoved him and cried out for him to stop, but he continued to heckle the singers as they tried to carry on with their performance.

A mother’s lust, Part 6 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Jenna shivered, watching her husband … seeing all the signs of his pent-up arousal. The rosy blush on his cheeks and forehead and neck … the way he seemed to strain forward in his chair. The way the hand not holding her damp panties was absently stroking and touching the bulge of his caged cock through his slacks.

His words to their son had seemed to arrow into her heart, the heartfelt plea in them melting her, even as she felt herself spasm and clench around Michael’s big cock. She drove forward and down onto her son, producing a wet, squelching sound as she took all of him inside again, and she gripped his hair and head as she held onto him, her arms up over her own head, Michael’s warm breath on her shoulder and neck as she ground against him, feeling her son’s hard chest and abdomen against her back, supporting her as she rolled her hips and ground down onto his rock-hard phallus in animal pleasure.

[MS] [MFS] The day i got married [Fantasy] [Humil] [Mdom] [Sissy] [Fiction]

** was unsure if sissy had tags already established so made my own, if tags need to be corrected please let me know and i’ll adjust them accordingly. for now [MS] – Male and Sissy, [MFS] – Male, Female and Sissy **

**the inspiration for this story is my Mistress and based on one of her daily tasks i had to pen down my fantasy so here is what came out from that**

It’s the day every girl has dreamed about or well at least thought of once. Well today is my day. I’m finally getting married to the man I’ve never thought I would end up with. From the moment I laid my eyes on him till date he never leaves me without butterflies in my tummy. But one thing that I’m most afraid of is that my man doesn’t know the real me.

I am a sissy! My Mistress had told me not to lose my virginity to my beloved till I’m married, all good girls wait, she said.

Luminous Ch. 2 – A Night to Remember [FF][interr][exhib]

Author’s Notes: This a continuation from my previous story [“Luminous: The PlayingField App”](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/igee8m/luminous_ch_1_the_playingfield_app/). Please consider leaving a comment or a suggestion after reading this chapter. There’s more planned, but they may take a little longer to complete due to “life” getting in the way.

All Characters are 18 Years or Older.

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I was still reeling from the effects of our earlier escapade. The nights spent touching and teasing myself were nothing compared to the deft fingers that made me climax on that cold park bench.

When Taís suggested going to her place for “drinks”, I knew my evening was far from over. Our tryst in the park was nothing but an “appetizer” for that night.

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Our heels echoed on the marble flooring of the luxurious lobby. Taís’s hand guided my lower back through ornate furniture and the glowing fireplace. Before entering the elevator, my eyes locked with the older security guard. He smirked at me knowingly as the doors closed in front of us.

The elevator was mirrored all around. All I could see was the beautiful contrast between us. I was this young delicate Asian girl while she was this dark voluptuous Brazillian. We stayed quiet on the way up, but I knew that wouldn’t be the case much longer.