Tag: Oral

Caught In The Golden Webs Of The Spider Queen [str8] [Fdom] [Bd] [Fantasy][Huml] [nc] [oral]

**An adventure story of Thorvik Kabot, Succubus Slayer.**

With one kick from his powerful leg, Thorvik kicked in the door to the secret church of the Spider-Goddess, Kalindraa and, with a sweeping backhand, immediately dispatched two of the dark-robed, female Spider-Acolytes standing guard.

Illuminated by torchlight, Thorvik Kabot’s strong Nordic physique was an impressive sight and a testament to the purity of his lineage and breeding as he had the strong, battle-scarred, muscled body of a barbarian with the chiseled facial features of a nobleman with a strong brow, prominent nose and striking blue eyes and a head of curly blonde hair.

Thorvik’s manner of dress was simple. Leather boots, loincloth and his shoulder-scabbard, which held the legendary succubi-slaying holy longsword, “DawnKeeper”.

The barbarian-knight and conqueror of five kingdoms, surveyed his surroundings: stairs hewn from limestone descended to an open shrine area of fiery braziers arranged symmetrically around a large golden idol of a beautiful nude Asian woman with six-arms and eight eyes.

Additionally, many exotic silks (*no doubt spun from the Goddess herself*) hung from the walls, giving the secret church something of a “parlor” appearance. Read more »

She’s Not Who You Think She Is, Or Was, Or Will Be – Part 2 [Str8][Bi][MFF][SciFi][Mind/Reality Control]

***The story so far…***
NBPD Officer Holly Stone was a recent police academy graduate and hire to the department’s all-male force. She was unwelcome, unwanted, and caused disruption simply by being there, even though she was a capable cop. She was the target of pranks and animosity in equal measure, and the only person who’d had her back was the chief. On a recent call, her and Detective Banter, one of her main opponents, raided what they thought was just a drug lab, but instead found an odd little scientist. The scientist demonstrated a handheld device meant to change the world by merging better realities with this one, all at the command of the user. As a prototype, it could only change the world of person it was first keyed to—Holly Stone. The scientist gave the device to Detective Banter in exchange for freedom, fleeing the scene. Holly, once raven-haired, was now blonde. Holly, once demanding and abrasive, now happily showered with the guys in the department locker room to fit in. Holly, once upright and focused, remembered trading handjobs for better grades at the Academy. Only Detective Banter knew the difference between truth and reality, and he controlled both. Read more »

First sex after separation – Jan [MF]

This is my first post ever on Reddit – so please excuse my writing style…it’s prob way too long!

I’m an expat, been living away from my home country for over a decade and I’d been married to a demanding and very tough woman (from Germany) for all of that period. I guess I’d stayed in the relationship because of a number of reasons – was scared of losing access to my son, was scared of my ex and her temper, and was psychologically in a bad place due to years of being made to feel unimportant and unattractive. She kept using my son or sex as a weapon to get what she wanted – unfortunately both were my weak points. After repeated threats from her to divorce me, I called her bluff and told her I was done. She took my boy and went back to Germany whilst I stayed out in the Middle East. Anyway that’s the backstory…I felt like crap as I didn’t have my boy around, but I felt like the biggest fucking weight had been taken off my shoulders. Read more »

My Brazilian Adventure – Part 2 [MM, Gay, oral, anal, inc]

Alex telling me Leandro had told him about how horny a fucker I was during Leandro’s last trip to visit my family in England opened the sluice gate that unleashed a torrent of intense memories locked up in my head.

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It all started eight years previously when I picked my cousin from Brazil up from Heathrow airport early in the evening after taking the afternoon off work, with only a few photos from Facebook to go on to identify him. The last time I’d seen him in person I was visiting his family in Brazil. He had been 8 years old, and had bright blond hair, a cheeky smile and already quite a bit of attitude.
We were as thick as thieves, riding bikes around the block and spending inordinate amounts of time playing on a Mega Drive he had borrowed from a friend when I wasn’t being dragged along to visiting various relatives and their farms by my family.

After waiting about 10 minutes in arrivals, a great big man mountain strode out of the exit from customs with a big thick coat on trailing his suitcase. He had a well trimmed short beard, dark hair and rectangular glasses – just like the most recent photo I had of him. Just to confirm he was from Brazil, he had a sticker of the football team Grêmio on the side of his suitcase. Read more »

Starla’s Sex Journal 7/1/17 — 13/3/17; [Fm][non-fic][interracial][exh][oral][reluc]

7/1/17

Sometimes, I wish I were a lesbian. It would make my life very simple. Sometimes, the right boy who comes along will fuck your life all the way up, and you know it. You know what they want, and you know what they’ll do and say to get it. Just, sometimes, on the right day, you want the same.

Like Mark, my little sacrificial virgin. Nothing little about him, actually. Fit guy, caramel skin, ten million dollar smile. I didn’t believe him when he told me that he was a virgin. He said he was a late bloomer.

I met him at a freshman party I was misled into, and he was the first person there to not make me feel gross and ancient. He looked like he was just excited to actually be talking with a girl. He was very bad at being smooth. Adorably so. I mean, I can’t fault the guy for being passionate about political science. I just wasn’t sure how to tell him, “Hey. It’s okay. You’ve already made it into my pants,” without coming off as a slut. Read more »

[MM] Fun at the Gay Bar

I was traveling for work this week. While the trips are usually with a group of us, I was solo for this trip. I felt it was a good time to visit a local gay bar and get some drinks and get a lay of the land. I arrived shortly after they opened so it was a ghost town but that changed rather quickly.

The bartender was a gay man about 35 or so and he had a woman about the same age helping him out. She was the one I was talking to for the majority of the time. Good vibe, if not questionable music playing and everyone was very polite. I was dressed in a nice pair of slacks and a dress shirt. Initially I felt over dressed but eventually didn’t care either way. The place filled up with about 30 men and close to 20 women doing the typical avoiding normal bar scene stuff, I.e. Getting hit on constantly. Read more »

[MF] Second Excerpt from the Journal of Adrian Fitzgerald, Adventurer, Warrior, and Prisoner of War [fantasy][oral]

I’d expected a poor level of hygiene (for the Dyriel are predominantly a primitive, nomadic people who subsist on the fruits of their savage raids), one that carried with it an odorous stench. To my surprise, the queen didn’t just smell passable; her aura was an almost palpable veil of femininity, a mix of grapefruits and mint and apples.

Even so, the archers flanking the throne had had to train their weapons on me in a silent threat before I came to my senses and dropped to my knees before her spreadeagled form. The impulses of the masculine are inherently powerful, and I couldn’t help but feel the stirrings of arousal as I let my eyes rove over her. All thoughts of the raid, of the strangeness of my predicament, of my puzzlement as to why the Dyriel would risk their revered, almost deified queen by putting her in such peril, evaporated. Read more »

Out in nature (Anal, Cream Pie,) (F/M)

We have been together for years and always enjoy adding new things to our sex life. We can’t travel more then an hr without needing to pull off some back road and fuck each other stupid. if it is a long trip she will always bring a toy. We have a crazy high sex drive 3 times a day every day is normal for us. Well this summer was beautiful and we live 5 mins away from some very beautiful lakes, so we packed some stuff up and went for a hike. It was great blue berry were just getting ripe so we would stop along the way to eat some and before you know it my cock is out or her tits are out we would do some light sucking maybe give her a slight fingering to see how wet she is getting, then we would continue on our way with me sporting a hard on down the trail
After going about 1 1/2 miles we got to this very private area at the back on the lake, the beech is on the far side of the lake. Read more »

Public Spaces Part IV [MFF][exh][oral]

After our shower Cynthia asked us to join her on the roof for a pool party. She had trunks for Jake and a bikini bottom that fit me. She didn’t have any tops that were small enough for me so she lent me a halter top. My nipples showed through the fabric and it would only get worse when it got wet but Cynthia said it would be fine.

“When we get up there you guys are gonna get propositioned.” She warned. “If you don’t mind just politely decline. I want you two all for myself.”

“What kind of pool party is this going to be?” Jake asked

“It’s Adult Swim” Cynthia explained. We were both still a little lost.

The elevator opened up onto the roof and we stepped out into the pool area. There were a dozen or so people milling about or swimming. I noticed that none of the women were wearing tops. I saw Jake do a double take and I followed his gaze. A woman was lying in a lounge chair while another woman was obviously going down on her. A man stood nearby and watched.

“Adult swim” I said realizing the meaning now. Read more »

Starla’s Sex Journal, 10/3/17; [Ff][Fdom][Fsub][breastfeeding][oral]

Crying in front of someone else’s baby feels wrong in an unexpected kind of way. At first, they were only tears, but eventually I did start to sob. It got so bad that I had to put Kieran back in his crib, so I could go dry my eyes. Let me explain.

I got a C minus on an exam, when I really needed at least a B. My professor, who knows me very well at this point because I stay after every day with questions, she handed me the test back, and gave me a consolatory pat on the shoulder. I’m probably going to fail out of HST 141, the worst part being that it’s African-American History and I live with a black person. I mean, Kiera wouldn’t actually care that I failed it, but I would. Call it white guilt, I guess.

Kiera walked through the door, with a hard sigh, and stormed straight into her bedroom. I was seated on the edge of her bed still, rubbing my eyes, trying to calm myself. I couldn’t let her catch me crying in her bedroom; that’s some creepy shit out of context. I stood up immediately, and turned my face away, towards the window. “I just put him down for naptime. Waiting for him to fall asleep,” I said. Read more »