The Slut Hospital (Pt 3) [MF]

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**OXOXO**

The next two days passed like the first. Sarah would awake, and at 8am be taken by the Doctor with the nurse to the cleaning room. The Doctor would again bring her to the very edge of orgasm, and then send her back to her room without release. She would then have her breakfast, exercise, have lunch, rest, have dinner, then sleep. She was allowed a deck of cards to play with at meal times by one friendly nurse but the nurses rotated so frequently that this happened rarely. She was supervised at exercise and meal times, and otherwise restrained to her bed. The nurses rarely spoke to her, they just announced it was meal time or told her what exercises to do. When she asked for news of the outside world, they said, “that is not your concern, you are here to get well”. Curiously to Sarah, all the nurses were very beautiful.

Her first time using a vibrator [F] [Masturbation]

Zoe stepped out of the shower. Her olive tan skin gleaming with water. She knew where mom would be waiting but she didn’t care. She needed a long shower after the day she had. Plus she needed to shave her legs, as she was going to wear a dress to her birthday dinner. She had also decided to shave off her usual landing strip. It was her 18th birthday after all, she wanted something different, something sexier, something special. And for the first time since she started growing hair, shaving off all her pubic hair was the sexiest thing she could thing of. It is not like she had much experience with sexual matters after all. She was beautiful, and she knew that, but she was too awkward around guys to ever feel or act sexy.

She finished drying her body, wrapped the towel around her short, petite frame and walked to her bedroom. Sure enough, her mom was at the bottom of the stairs, telling her to hurry up. “I know mom, sorry I just really needed that shower. I’ll be down soon.”.

Do as I say [NC] [M] [f/m] [blkmail] [huml] [mast][Mdom] [oral] [reluc] [voy] [huml] [anal]

I waited for this moment, literally weeks worth of walking, timing, getting a routine and plotting the actions to pull this off. Having realized that the President of the HOA has a smoking hot daughter in her senior year of high school, the same
President who is also my boss at work, almost makes this too perfect. When my wife had taken the kids to her parents for a weekend pool party, I knew this was my chance. I waited on the other side of the parking lot, knowing that a midnight curfew
always meant a 10:30 hookup for his daughter and her boyfriend, around the corner from her home, I would have 45 minutes before they drove away…
Sure enough at 10:05 the camaro pulled into the parking lot, killed it’s lights and went down the service road to the dead end clearing. Waiting 10 minutes I followed,with my own lights off and everything setup for my plan.
Luckily my wife never asked why I purchased the ultrabright flashlight or the spotlight that plugged into the cigarette lighter… as I pulled up and left 20 feet between us I knew I was timing it perfectly. Even in the pitch black I could see the car was rocking and heavily fogged up. Clearly they were celebrating the big win at school where I’m sure he had done some game winning score or, maybe they were just horny. So I carefully set the spotlight on the left side of my cars roof started my camera and grabbed my flashlight. It was now or never….

Camp Bathhouse: Chapter One [OC] [Voyeur] [MF] [Masturbation] Ever fantasized about being peeked on in the shower?

# Chapter One: The First Shower

Howdy. My name is John, John Fears. And I am the founding father of the Camp Cauldron Bathhouse Motel. My family and I first came up to Camp Cauldron when I was about eighteen. Eighteen was a budding age of emotional and hormonal, well hormones for me. I don’t remember much about that first trip. I remember Ma packing too much food for my older brother’s girlfriend, whose name was Amalie.

Amalie, I knew her obviously as my brother’s girlfriend that he always brought along on family outings or over to the house but this was the first time I was going to be forced to be in constant contact with her. I couldn’t really complain besides being jealous of my brother, that he had a girlfriend and I didn’t. Amalie was nice and well, nice looking. She was white, but her skin had a soft golden brown tan to it since the beginning of the summer which I had to admit added to her looks. She had about shoulder-length long dirty blonde hair, freckles on her face and spring blue eyes. And when you looked at her face, something in the back of your head told you she was the dirtiest little slut that you could ever imagine in a young girl’s body as small as she was. But, to everyone in the family, including me, she was as sweet as could be.

18yo sister-in-law – [MF] – [MASTURBATION] – [VIRGIN] [FACIAL]

Mark was anxiously waiting for the work day to end. Pacing back and forth behind his desk, with 15 minutes to go. He had made sure that everything he needed to have done was done long before the end of the day. Not only was it Friday but today was his 25th birthday. Normally he didn’t care about them anymore now that he was and adult they didn’t mean as much. However this year his wife, who was 4 months pregnant had promised him sex for his birthday. They hadn’t had sex since shortly after she found out she was pregnant. She just wasn’t turned on after she found out. She didn’t know why, and god knows Mark tried to turn her on, it just didn’t do anything for her. He understood but it didn’t stop him from craving her touch, hell at this point any woman’s touch.

The Torment of Denial [Female Pleasure] [Teasing] [Edging] [Denial] [Forced Orgasms]

“Welcome Andrea my dear, please come in. I am Dr Wand; we have been expecting you!”

The voice was warm, welcoming, enough to put Andrea at ease. The apprehension of turning up to such an isolated clinic was nearly enough to have prevented the usually carefree girl from taking advantage of such an opportunity. A two-week vacation to anywhere in the world just to try on a new prototype bra sounded almost too good to be true, but seeing the small group of researchers spread around the room, some obscured by computer screens, others looking up at her in the doorway, all dressed in white lab coats and looking busy, it all felt so much more legitimate.

*‘Just remember…two weeks in the French Polynesia islands,’* she kept reminding herself, to make her go through with it.

Andrea closed the door, leaving the stream of twilight sun behind, to then be bathed by the synthetic light radiating around the windowless clinic.

“Hello, sorry I’m a little late,’’ she said timidly as she moved forward.

“Please, no need to apologise, we are very happy to see you. Follow me!” said the doctor who had greeted her upon entry, taking off a pair of surgical gloves as he walked along slowly.

I [M]et up with a high school [F]riend I hadn’t seen in 15 years, right after a break-up

Something magical happens when you change your relationship status on Facebook. Old (female) friends come out of nowhere to make sure you’re “doing ok”.

Becca wasn’t by any means my high school sweet heart. We traveled in overlapping social circles, but barely crossed paths during school. But we both thought the other was attractive and this led to a few random kisses and touches exchanged at random parties as we got high together. It was so very high school. But that was ages ago, and we are both functioning adults and that was a different time and a different life.

She messaged me only a few days after my status change.

Becca: *“OMG, I can’t believe you’re single, I would see your posts and always thought you two looked like the perfect couple”*

Me: *“Well, sometimes things aren’t as they appear. I’m just trying to get my new life straightened out”*

I had been with my ex (lets call her Beelzebub) for nearly 10 years. A dead bedroom and constant bickering over money (she wanted more), sex (I wanted more) and a lack of common ground (we both needed more) had eventually lead to our going separate ways.

[mF] Happiest Place on Earth

So, this is the tale of my first sexual experience, and how I came to realize I was above average. I’m going to be posting more than a few stories from my past at the behest of someone in my life. Details can be found stickied on my profile

This origin story takes place in High School, senior year, on our yearly band trip to Disneyland. Bit of background on that first, our trips were Thursday to Sunday, Thursday and Sunday were 12 hour bus trips there and back, Friday was a clinic at a local college and a concert in the evening, and Saturday was Disney day (along with a clinic in the recording studios in the backlot, but most of the day was just us having fun and the conductor getting shitfaced in Downtown Disney). Also, I wasn’t one of the popular kids, far from it, I was clearly one of the nerds. Aside from band, my only other thing really at school was being part of the Smash Bros. club at lunch (the Chem teacher sponsored us, was a kickass Pikachu main, and when we were done with the AP tests even let us play in class). Enough of that, onto the story…

I’ve been fucking my married ex coworker. Part 4. [FM]

In part 3 of this series, I told you about my fuck buddy Abhay’s wife giving birth to a baby boy and how he almost missed the birth because he was busy fucking me.

This evening, just a few hours ago, I got a text from him, telling me his wife and baby were asleep, his SIL had taken his other kid to a kids’ party and he had been lying next to his wife, jerking off to some of our sexts. I playfully called him a dirty slut and asked how long his SIL and kid would be out . He said maybe another hour. I told him I was coming over for some dick.

He replied that it would be risky. Then told me to just send him a text when I get there. I was at his apartment’s door in 15 minutes. After getting my text, Abhay quietly opened the door, then led me straight into his home office.

My Sister Lizzy Part 5 [MMF] [Oral] [Anal] [Spanking]

When we hopped out of the shower Dave and I each took a towel and taking our time we slowly and deliberately teased Lizzy as we dried her off.
In return Lizzy took the lead and instructed Dave and I to alternate dry each other while telling us that we had to keep each other hard.

Dave regained control and told Lizzy to kneel and use her mouth to keep my cock hard, mouth only, she wasn’t allowed to use her hands.
Seeing my sister on her knees sucking my cock while Dave watched.
Every once in awhile he would move in for a closeup, I think he got a thrill out of the taboo nature of what he was watching.

“Lizzy, do you like sucking your brother’s cock?”
“Ummph”,Was her response, it was the only thing she could say while she had my cock down her throat and her face mashed up against my stomach.

“Enough, I don’t want him to cum to soon.
Both of you follow me.” Dave said.
He led us back to the barn and looking around he spied what he wanted.
Walking over to the wall he selected an assortment of ropes.
“Lizzy, I want you on your stomach atop that table.