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Quick scene: “The Stalker” [inc, nc]

Trying to get back into writing. I finally finished the chapter I was stuck on, and I banged out this little scene in response to a writing prompt. Enjoy!

"You're ridiculous," I told him as we left the bar, punching his shoulder. "If we go straight home, it blows the whole plan! The point was to make that guy who's following me thing I have a big tough boyfriend, but if we go home he won't see us!"
"Well, we can always try again tomorrow," he said with a wink. "C'mon home and we'll put the proper ending on the night early."
I glanced around. "Hey now, there's nobody here to impress, you can drop the act for now. Don't forget that you're my brother or anything."
"Yeah, sure," he said, rolling his eyes. "Well, if you really wanna go see some dumb movie, okay. I guess we've got the time." Read more »

The abduction of Willa [nc], [bd], [MF], [kidnapping], [blkmail], [celeb]

The doorbell rings at the exact time. You are punctual, just like I asked you to. As I look at you now on the screen that shows the video feed from all the different security cameras that I have installed on the perimeter as well as inside the building, I fell my level of adrenaline rise. Finally, I will meet you. Finally, I can make you understand that I only do all these things to you because I like you so much.

You look around nervously, waiting for something to happen and I push the button for the door. It buzzes open and you enter the house, taking a look behind you as you step over the door sill. While you walk down the narrow hall, you unconsciously scratch your thigh just above the striped overknees. I figured it would be a nice bonus if you wear the same clothes as in the video I have of you when we meet for the first time. In some steps I can sense the doubt and regret you have. Showing up here in what is, judging by the way you both act on the video, a special outfit for your boyfriend must have been really hard for you. I mean, let's face it. You are going to see a guy, who is blackmailing you, but show up in the outfit you had an obviously great sexual experience in? And I know you enjoyed it, I've seen the video a million times. Read more »

I Was Taken Advantage of While Sleeping on a Train [mf][preg][nc][sleeping]

I was on the vacation of a lifetime taking in the sites of Europe. The only thing that would have made it better was having someone with me to share it with. Oh well, I was on the train bound for my next adventure and pretty tired from staying up the night before. I was lucky to have a train compartment all to myself and quickly fell asleep to the rocking of the car. Apparently, I was pretty out of it because one of the attendants came in serving dinner and couldn’t wake me. As he walked into the small room he noticed that my ass was hanging out of the blanket that I was curled up in. I was facing the back of the seat so my ass was there at the edge, my skirt rode up to my waist showing how far my thong had ridden up my crack. He was instantly hard. Closing the door behind him, he moved to me trying to wake me up. Once he realized that I wasn’t going to wake up easily, he decided to have a little fun of his own.
His hand went from gently shaking my shoulder to trailing its way down my side to my exposed flesh. As he caressed my soft skin, I began to moan a little in my sleep. His fingers moved from my cheek to the top of my thong. Slipping them underneath the material, he ran them down the length of my crack, pulling the material out and replacing it with his fingers. Once he reached my pussy it was already a little wet. Being as gentle as he could so he wouldn’t wake me, he slid one of his long fingers into my tight opening. He was very careful and on guard, watching my reactions to see if I would wake. When he noticed that I was still sound asleep and the noises that I made were being done in a dream state he got a little braver. He added another finger and started to slowly fuck my pussy with them. His cock was now rock hard and if I didn’t stir too much he had something naughtier in mind.
Double checking the door he made sure it was securely locked. Considering the late hour he knew there would be no disturbances but he wanted to be sure. If he got caught he would surely lose his job and worse. When he removed his fingers from me I gave a little whimper as if protesting the loss of them in my sleep. He quickly undid his pants and pulled out his cock. It was about 7 inches in length, not huge but rather average. He couldn’t help himself though. He hadn’t been fucked in almost a year and this opportunity was one that he was not going to let pass him by. Placing the head of his dick to my slit, he ran it up and down my crack coating it in my wetness. He wanted to make sure there was no friction to wake me up so he quickly spit in his hand and coated his entire dick with it. My pussy was in the perfect position for him to fuck me from the edge of the seat. He slowly slid himself inside my tight hole and it didn’t take long for him to lose control. His intentions were to go nice and slow but the feeling of my tight pussy wrapped tightly around his erection was too much for him to handle.
I started moaning in my sleep as he picked up his pace. One of his hands found my tits under the blanket as the other was gripping tightly to my hip. He fucked me harder, pounding his neglected cock into me, so lost in the moment he forgot that he shouldn’t wake me. The noises I made in my sleep encouraged him, like I was having the best dream of my life and was really into the pounding that he was giving my tight cunt. His dick grew harder, longer and even more sensitive as he lost all control and shot his load deep inside my pussy. As he came down from his euphoric state, he realized, he didn’t even know if I was on any kind of birth control. Was he going to get me pregnant? The damage was already done. There was nothing he could do about it now. He pulled his deflating cock from my cum filled pussy and put my panties back in place. Righting himself, he left my dinner on a tray and shut the door behind him.
I woke about a half hour later thinking I had the most amazing dream ever! When I reached down to rub my aching pussy, I found it was swollen and dripping fluid. Hmm, maybe it wasn’t a dream after all. It was tender and so sensitive just like I had been fucked as good as I had in my dream. I left a note in my train car before I left, hoping the right person would find it. It had my name and number on it, saying that I had the best dream under his care and that I would be on this train again in about a week. I made sure it had all the details of my travel and could only hope to have another experience as this.

Enjoying a thick guy in NC (m/m)

I detest titles but I guess the best term to describe me is bi-sexual, though frankly I have zero attraction to guys. It's a purely sexual endeavor that I crave from time to time. I've slept with women, men, cross dressers, MtF, and FtM's. I'm either a very curious person or just ridiculously horny.

I've written here before but deleted the stories once I realized it could be traced back to me. I'll be more careful this time especially since I share a side of me that no one knows. A few years ago I moved to NC and put out an ad on CL for a guy. I was seeking to bottom, something I rarely ever did to that point. The thought of it is scary more because of the pain aspect. Up until that point every single encounter but one was a painful procedure that left me only wanting to top guys. I still had this urge. Many guys replied. I was one of the few actual young guys seeking someone older. I figured an older guy could be more gentle. Read more »

“That’s my hole.” [D/s][Cuckqueen][Discipline][NC][HUML]

Sarah was relieved to see Dominic finish punishing Valerie.

Sarah, for her part, wasn’t yet sure what her ultimate role was in this brutal escapade. As soon as Sarah came home from work, her fiancé Dominic was all over her at the door, kissing and groping her like a sex-starved teenager. In a flash, he quickly led her to their living room, disrobed her, sat her down in a chair, tied and gagged her. He then proceeded to pick her up, chair and all, and carried her down the hallway to their master bedroom, where he plunked her down in the center of the room. To her surprise, her best friend and sometimes three-way love-buddy Valerie was already tied to Sarah’s bed — naked, gagged, but whereas Valerie was blind-folded, Sarah was not. She had an unobstructed view of Valerie’s as-yet unbroken pussy.

That was well over two hours ago. Now, Dominic was walking around from the opposite side of the bed, standing next to the chair Sarah was strapped to. This particularly drawn-out session was finally ending, Sarah realized, and the cycle of degradation and restoration that she and Valerie so desperately craved could now move forward. Soon, Dominic’s excellent aftercare-skills would be sorely needed: Valerie had been pushed to her absolute limits tonight, suffering for him physically and mentally for the better part of the last two hours. She was clearly in desperate need of restoration from worthless sex-object to a respected, cared-for human being. Read more »

Uber Driving Slut

Hey Y’all, With the kids in school and my days to myself I’ve decided to look for some work that was flexible given I still have my kids to haul around to Scouts and Football when they are out of school. A friend recommended I try becoming an Uber driver. I was a bit hesitant but decided to try it out since I have a Honda Odyssey and could make a little more as Uber XL. So after applying, getting my car inspected and passing the background check I soon had my mini-van equipped to start driving people around. This past week was my first week driving and it was actually a lot of fun. Given I only drive during the day and try to hang around the airport I get mostly professional folks that are mostly sober. I’ve read stories about what drunk people end up doing in your car sometimes and I’m happy I made it through a week without any having to clean up the back seat. For the most part people liked to chat with me about how driving for Uber was going and also how happy they were to have such a large and clean vehicle to ride in. Having a blog and occasionally posting pictures of myself I always wonder if people recognize me. As you can see from my pictures I do try to hide my face some but I suspect some people may wonder from time to time if I’m the slutty mom from Asheville, NC. We it happened yesterday when I picked up a guy from the airport who was going over to the Hilton in Bilmore Park. As soon as he got in my van I could see he kept looking at me like he knew me but not sure from where. We were chatting a little about the weekend and he then asked me what I had planned. I said I was hoping to go for a bike ride but mostly spend time with my kids at different events. He then told me he was a cyclist too and would love to get in a ride as well but needed to rent a bike as he was only visiting. He then asked if I’d ever seen a blog from Jen Dvorak of Asheville who was also a cyclist in the area. He then said I looked an awful lot like her. I’m not one to deny who I am and admitted laughing that I was Jen Dvorak. He freaked out and couldn’t stop laughing and slapping his knee say OMG, OMG!!! He told me he’d been reading my blog for years and couldn’t believe his luck. He said he wasn’t even sure I was real and now was totally freaking out that he was in my van. He said he had so many questions and first of all are my stories real? I told him the truth that they are all based on adventures I’d had but certainly have little bits of writer’s embellishment to spice up the story some. I could tell he was really getting excited and honestly if he wasn’t wearing a suit and looking like he was banker I might be a little worried over his enthusiasm. Read more »

The Innkeeper and the Highwayman [Mf][nc][pros] Chapter 1: The Negotiation

notes in comments about where this story fits in the sequence!

When the door had opened a crack, he pushed his way in, eager to get out of the rain. He tossed his hat and cloak aside and shook out his thick blond hair, wet with rain and sweat. When he took a look over the girl who'd let him in, he couldn't tell if she was more scared of his rapier or just relieved to have a customer.

She had a pretty face for a freckled girl who'd clearly worked every day of her life. Her light red hair cascaded halfway down her back in loose strands, and her deep green eyes studied him without giving up her intent. She had a slight frame, the top of her head barely came up to his chin and he could tell that her nightgown and coat were hiding something worthwhile.

She hurried to shut the door behind him, and a hush fell over the room as the storm outside suddenly felt much farther away. She stepped behind the counter that served as both a bar and front desk as she lit more lanterns and fell into her old routine. Read more »

The Ecstasy of Being Destroyed by The Girl You Love [MmF, anal, fdom, huml, nc, feminization, love]

Christie and Steven were two of my best friends. I eventually told Christie I couldn't come to the wedding because I was in love with her. We'd all met at an architecture program in Wisconsin. I ended up dropping out and becoming an accountant but not before we'd all had an incredible two years together. I was older because I'd spent some time out of school and then tried to go back. Anyway, that was four years ago. I'd just turned thirty two–they're both twenty six–and I felt like my life was over.

I thought I'd live some grand adventure. I always thought life would be like the movies. But I was just too soft, too lazy, to ever do anything remarkable. I wasn't a complete slob or vagrant. Nothing obvious. I would just sit around and collapse after a day of work. I'd binge watch TV instead of practicing some difficult art. I'd exhaust myself on pornography instead of exercising or chasing true love. As I went to talk to Christie, to shrug out of her wedding, I could see my whole life toiling out ahead of me, locked-in on a boring path all the way to the grave. Read more »

Mystery man [MF] [bd] [bdsm] [nc] (x-post)

I don't know what my lover's face looks like. Hell I don't know what any part of his body looks like. I don't know if he is old or young, thin or fat, strong or weak, ugly or handsome. I don't know what race he is or where he comes from.

What do I know about him? I think, from the way he sometimes places his arms on my shoulders when he is deep inside me, that he is tall. But that's not a very exact way to guess a man's height is it? I could be out by a couple of feet in either direction. I know how his hands feel. I guess, from his prowess and the slow measured pace of his breathing, that he is middle aged and in good shape, but this is pure speculation on my part. In the height of passion I have heard little gasps from him, but not enough to tell you what he sounds like. Romantically I like to think that if I ever met him I would recognise him by his smell, but even I do not really believe that. Truthfully I could not tell you what he smells like. I think he uses an odourless antiperspirant. Read more »