The Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, Bonus Scene [deep throat][domination][rough][Reluctant][oral]

This is a bonus scene that goes with my ongoing blog story *One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers*.
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I pulled the busty woman toward the hot tub inside my motel room. Jane, the voluptuous woman I was currently tossing into the water, had previously referred to the place as a *Biker’s BDSM Hell*. At the moment, I was looking forward to owning a new plaything because we’d just snagged her from the local library. It was fun, throwing her over her shiny new book ladder and screwing her senseless. We fucked her hard, too. After cumming in every one of her holes, we decided to keep her. She wasn’t thrilled about it, but that just made it more fun.

I jumped into the huge hot tub and when she attempted to get away I caught her easily enough. I grinned as I pulled my curvy new toy onto my lap. My mouth went to her neck and I ran my hands down between her legs, spreading them open. She still had so much to learn.

“I told you to never close your legs in my presence, didn’t I?” I corrected, giving her neck a hard bite, not enough to break the skin, but it would leave a mark.

Deep Throated and Dominated Librarian [str8][sadistic][Rough]MF][bikers][milf][Reluctant] [oral sex][nsfw]

This is a bonus scene that goes with my ongoing blog story *One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers* I hope you enjoy it and would love any feedback.
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I pulled the busty woman toward the hot tub inside my motel room, half dragging her as she put up quite a fight. Jane, the voluptuous woman who I was now tossing into the water, had previously referred to the place as a Biker’s BDSM Hell. At the moment, I was looking forward to owning a new plaything and I could care less about her attitude. It would be a pleasure to train her. Hound-dog and I just snagged her the night before from the local library. It was fun, throwing her over that shiny new book ladder and screwing her senseless. We fucked her so hard her glasses flew off, and then we fucked her even more. After cumming in every one of her holes, we decided to keep her. She wasn’t thrilled about it, but that just made it more fun.

Getting Started [MF] [oral]

Jessa and I started going fairly steady after that trip; it wasn’t common knowledge in the hiking club, but certain people did figure it out (including Sam, a junior in the club who had had a relationship with Jessa the previous semester). It didn’t bother us too much, because we had never actually discussed our ‘relationship status’ and were very much in a physical relationship.

She never came over to my place – an apartment shared with a senior couple and their dog. I transferred into school that spring, and just found an empty room to stay in. I spent probably two to three nights a week at Jessa’s for the remaining few weeks of school; that included weekend nights, when we’d fuck on a fairly regular basis. I actually don’t remember my first time having sex, but I do remember some pretty awesome times with Jessa.

The Intern and The Executrix [mF][toys][oral]

As the phones rang outside her office, Charla Fox sat behind her desk texting away on her phone.

She texted, ‘Are we still on for tonight?’

He answered, ‘Yes.’

‘Can you get kinky?’

‘How kinky?’

‘Ben Wa balls.’

Charla waited and waited for his response. He was probably using a search engine to find out what Ben Wa balls are.

Finally, his response. ‘In you, right?’

‘Of course.’

‘I can accommodate that.’

Thomas Keller was a good looking man with strong looking hands and a great smile under his hipster beard. At least that how he looked on his profile picture.

“Ms. Fox?”

Charla looked up to see her summer intern Jason Graham standing at the door. A twenty three year old kid with charming good looks, the senior from Columbia had been her gopher all summer in her investment banking department. He stepped in with a three inch thick manila envelope.

“The contracts from Wassermans are here,” he said, setting the envelope down on her desk.

“Good. Thanks. Have a seat. I want to talk to you,” she said, setting down her phone.

MM (mostly) Thanks to a wonder drug, sex is consequence-free.

**Hi folks, I had such a good time writing this that I wanted to share it with you. This is all from my perspective. If you like wrestling, frottage, and guy-on-guy body contact then this is a little long-read for you.**

**It was too long for a Reddit text post, so this is the first segment followed by a link to the rest. Enjoy!**

**Summary:** Thanks to a wonder-drug, sex is consequence-free. Two college roommates discover what it’s like to live on campus where nudity, hypersexual contact sports, and multiple partners are normal.

**Themes:** alternate universes, bondage (light), cum, dry-humping, frot (frottage), intracrural, MF (once), MM, nudity, oral, wrestling

**License:** This work is licensed under a [Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0/).

My parents said it happened after World War II. Scientists working for the government had been testing this drug on soldiers — they had some code name for it then, but now (of course) we call it venerex or just _V_. It sort of became the new aspirin. No more VD (which is also what they called it then — STDs or STIs they call them now, but they’re practically gone like polio), and no pregnancy unless both of you took another, cheaper pill. It curbed appetite and helped with protein intake, so all of society basically got _fitter_ and _better looking_ towards the middle of the 1950s.

The First First [MF] [oral]

I lost my virginity in college, freshman year, to an exchange student from England . . .

Jessa.

She wasn’t the fittest girl I’d ever met. She was only slightly shorter than me, and had a fair bit of ‘padding’ – I tend to consider her as the founder of my enjoyment for both fit and thicker women. Her breasts, while it was a few more days before I got to see them in all their glory, were large and welcoming. Her size allowed her to have a fantastic ass: fantastic for grabbing, slapping, squeezing, biting . . . she kept her blonde hair cut to the middle of her back, just the right length to hold onto during particularly fast-pacing fucking in doggy-style.

For whatever reason someone wouldn’t want to go to bed with her, her British accent and oh-so-nasty vocabulary swept the board and replaced any hesitation with anticipation.

His Daughter’s Friend is Trouble [fM][oral]

This summer at the lake house was supposed to be time for Marc to bond with his estranged teenage daughter, Emily. But Emily brought a friend, an internet bikini babe named Cat who turned his idyllic vacation into a living nightmare. The nineteen year old blonde sauntered around his lake house in skimpy bikinis, teasing Marc with her great tits and a peachy ass. He had already caught her giving a blow job to the pizza delivery guy and wondered if she was having lesbian sex with his seventeen year old daughter. Then he made the worst mistake of his life and drunkenly gave into Cat’s sexual advances. He laid in bed worrying what the vixen will do next.

Marc was nearly asleep when he heard his door creak open. Dressed in a t-shirt and panties, Cat walked into his room. Her blonde hair shimmered in the moonlight.

“What?” he whispered.

“Let’s do it again,” she said, crawling in beside him. “Let’s fuck.”

She kissed him with her pink pouty lips which ignited the fire in his loins. He took her eager body into his arms, becoming lost in the sensation of the warm young flesh rubbing against him. He stopped when he thought about Emily walking in. He got out of bed, grabbing Cat by the hand.

The Liberation of Supergirl, part 1 [MF] [First Person]

“Oh, Supergirl! I always knew you were a skillful hero, but I had no idea how talented you were with your mouth!” As you slide your wet, red lips up and down the sides of my shaft you look up into my eyes, encouraged by the compliment. You pause at the top, swirling your tongue around the head once, twice, then brushing your tongue smoothly up the underside right to the tip, before plunging forward and enveloping my thick cock in your mouth. Holding it deep inside for what seems like an eternity yet at once not nearly long enough, you raise your head with a line of drool running down the corner of your mouth.

“Aw, thanks Batman,” you smile. “Well when you saved me from that horrible villain, I knew I had to repay you somehow. I never would have broken free of those kryptonite chains if you hadn’t shown up.” You run your fingers down the length of my manhood and gently brush your nails across my balls. “I was so relieved when you arrived,” you continue seductively, then suddenly your hand tightens around my sack as you pull down, stretching my prick to its hardest. “Now it’s your turn to be relieved.”

Taste [str8] [MF] [oral]

“I want to taste you,” he said, his chin hovering just over her shoulder.

She smiled, and reclined slightly, one hand tugging at a strap on her sports bra. In a flash his hands were on her shoulders, driving her back into the plush bed, his mouth finding her neck and trailing a series of soft kisses down to her collarbone. His beard tickled the tops of her breasts as his lips moved across her chest.

His head now on the other side of her body, his lips found her ear and whispered, “I need to taste you.”

His hands were firm, holding her down, and she could feel her body beginning to betray her already. She gasped as his lips found her skin again, starting at the waistband of her shorts and planting a series of kisses along her abdomen, nuzzling against her as he did.

His hands left her shoulders, sliding down her sides until his fingers were locked around the loose shorts she was wearing. A smile lit up his face as he began to apply pressure, inching the shorts down slowly. He leaned up and kissed her, long and deep, giving his tongue ample time to explore hers, then rose up and ripped her shorts down her legs.

A gift for the Ork Chieftain Pt 3 [fantasy] [mmf][sex][anal][rape][oral]

The roar of laughter woke Glinda and her eyes blinked away the remnants of sleep as she tried to get her bearings. As it was the tent of a Chieftain, Thralls where she slept was by far the largest in the camp and the three Orks were still a good twenty feet away even though they were fully inside. They were clearly drunk and she didn’t think they had even seen her, or Dinia who had still slept besides her, as they laughed and joked at an unnecessary volume, as Orks frequently do. As they stumbled around, starting to rummage through Thrall’s possessions which lined the edge of the tent Dinia too awoke and sat up, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Hey! HEY!” She called out to them, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “I can see you fools are drink but are you retarded??” All three turned, silent for the first time since their entry as they processed this new component to the situation. They were all dressed casually for Orks, pants cutoff by the knees and a fur draped over their shoulders which was affixed by a chain across the chest. From that Dinia could tell they were simple foot soldiers, no one of importance. This could have already been assumed by the fact that they were in town and not invited on the hunting trip which Thrall and his Chiefs had been on for the last week but their garb itself was a dead giveaway. Their lack of class supported this assumption.