The Business Deal – Part 13 – [MF][MF][Seduction][Cheating][Non-Consensual Consent][Swapping]

Two parts today as I went over character limit for a post and wanted to give this entire chapter. This is the second of the two parts.
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“I think she’s about to pass out. Let’s move her down,” she heard Michael say.

His finger withdrew, as did Stephen’s, and she was suddenly empty. She almost cried at the emptiness, and wanted to be filled again by them. She wanted it. She needed it now. She heard someone moving beside her and lower than her. Becca’s mouth had also left her, leaving the room air to make her wet breasts feel cold and exposed. There was a rustling like someone was getting something out of a bag and a jangling of…chain? Metal? Something.

Hands guided her legs to step over something, and she realized it was a person.

“OK, Tami, kneel down, you’ll be on either side of Michael.”

Tami flushed with that knowledge. They wanted her to ride Michael. Being touched and poked and prodded was one thing, but to ride him like that in front of the other two was extraordinary. She trembled as she moved and quickly adjusted to the body she felt below her. Michael guided his cock to her pussy, wet as anything could ever be, and told her to lower herself.

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 2 [cuckold] [bisexual]

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Sexual content, including bisexual and light BDSM. Copywrite Justthesun.

CHAPTER 2

I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my phone going off, but sounding as though it was far away. I opened one eye enough to see a little sunlight streaming in through a slit in the curtains and reached over to the nightstand to turn off the alarm. My hand fumbled on the nightstand not finding it, a feeling of panic came over me as I swept my hand across the top of the nightstand then sat up. The phone wasn’t there but I could see the clock and it was well past seven in the morning, I was almost an hour late waking up.

I jumped out of bed searching for my phone as I listened for the alarm going off to try to find it, “Kim, wake up. Kim,” she opened her eyes just a smidge and yawned looking in my direction.

“Good morning babe. What are you doing,” she asked watching me, nude, dancing around flinging covers.

“We’re late and I can’t find my phone,” I said, causing her to sit straight up in bed as though her pillow had just shocked her.

Hey, Son. I know you read my stories! – [MF][M/s][incest][mom son][mommy]

Author, all characters and intended people are 18+. Intended for an adult audience. Story feedback, criticism, and ideas are welcome.

Words: <1000

A little experimental piece I wrote. Let me know what you think.

Enjoy!

Hey Son,

Yeah! I know it’s you. I know you read my stories that I post.

Don’t freak out. It’s okay. I want you to read them. I want you to read this. You’re probably a little alarmed right now – your heart is beating, and your dick, twitching as it grows.

You’re probably wondering how I know you read them. Well. First of all, my bedroom is right beside yours. I can hear everything you do. I can hear when you lie down on your bed and when you jerk off. I can hear the TV shows you watch… and the porn. I’m guessing you have a thing for older women considering how much ‘Mommy’ porn you watch.

I also noticed that whenever I post one of my stories, you rush up to your room. It’s so obvious. When I click the post button on Reddit, within five minutes you’re up in your room, if you’re not there already, and you’re jerking your cock as you read.

Kidnapping of the Sword Siblings | Finale | 1F, Multiple M, Kidnapping, Non-consensual

With her hands now free, she let them dangle freely for some seconds, feeling as though she’d never take this feeling for granted again. “Get to work,” the ring leader says to her in an assertive tone, as he came over and slapped the back of her head.

She reluctantly got to work, going through the motions of a hand job, then a blowjob. Matty was completely soft, but the attention to his penis certainly got blood rushing there. He was a virgin before this night, with minimal female attention throughout his life. Jessica refused to make eye contact and either closed her eyes completely, or she looked at the cock, or anywhere else in the room. Matty on the other hand, couldn’t look anywhere else other at his sister, with her lips firmly around his head.

Matty was well endowed, much to Jessica’s surprise. This was the first time in his life that anyone other than himself had everln touched his cock. Whilst he would have rathered it be someone he could tell his friends about, he thought that beggars cannot be choosers and at least his sister was hot. As she began to suck, the men started talking between them as they were casually jacking themselves off.

[F] Letting Her Imagination Run Wild

She’d been waiting for this moment all week – the husband and kids were out of the house. She’d had two glasses of wine and was feeling a little tipsy, a little adventurous, and alot turned on. It was time.

Even though she had the place to herself, she’d put on one of her favourite dresses, some make-up (but not too much), her favourite panties (a cute pink g-string) and her favourite bra (a lacy blue one with a front clasp). She grabbed one more glass of wine and laid down in bed and began to scroll through her messages.

She liked to think it had begun innocently enough, but that was a lie. Her online adventures had always been about one thing, more or less. She wanted to feel sexy. She wanted to feel wanted. Through chat rooms and apps and websites, she’d amassed a nice little collection of virtual fuck buddies. The fireman from Australia who was in an open relationship. The single bartender from Boston with a dominant side. The married political staffer from Ottawa. The nameless bi guy from Atlanta. The alpha male jock from Chicago. The married swinger from London.

This Is Definitely…New… PART 1 [FFFF] [Futa] [CWAD Volume 3] [Friends]

My alarm beeped loudly as I awoke from a sound sleep. My roommate walked over and turned it off.

“Jeez, do you ever wake up?” She said, annoyed. She picked up her bag and left. She always got ready early so she could hang out with friends before class. I didn’t mind. I got to get ready in private, which I liked a lot since I don’t like changing in front of women. I guess I’m weird like that.

I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling, trying to wake up. I rested my hands on my stomach and noticed something…strange.

I felt my crotch and almost screamed at what I felt. I threw the covers off of my bed and got out as fast as I could. I pulled down my pajama pants to my knees and that only confirmed my fear.

*What the fuck?*

Hanging from my waist was a penis. I’m a girl. See the problem?

I panicked, I had no idea what the hell to do with myself or how to handle this situation.

Mistress goes out for the evening. [Sub/Dom] [BDSM] [Tease] [MF] [CE]

It must’ve been around 2 am when she finally came home. I woke with a jolt when I heard the familiar sound of her front door slamming shut. My arms shot up as I tried to stand, only to be pulled back toward the bed again. I had forgotten how I fell asleep. Four separate ropes were secured to the corners of our bed frame, each entrapping different limbs provided by me. The tv was still looping a playlist comprised of hardcore porn of Sierra’s choosing.

Hours before, the ever sadistic Sierra had decided I deserved to be teased relentlessly. Tying me up was a normal occurrence, sure, but she really outdid herself tonight. I walked into her apartment to find her sitting on the couch. She stood and walked to the door to greet me. Sierra walked halfway to me, then, before I could say anything, opened and dropped her robe. My jaw beat the robe to the floor. Sierra stood confidently in front of me, swaying back and forth in place to show her curves off to me. Her black lace bra was skin tight on her breasts, and she had black panties that hugged her hips to match. Sierra had such beautiful legs, and she could really show them off in her black thigh highs, and of course, she needed a garter belt to match those, too. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

12 Orgasms altogether and I got 10 of them [MFF] Part 2

After a while of that, Eric pulls out of both of us unexpectedly and with a mischievous look, asks about the strap-on that I mentioned last time. I have only used it once but eagerly get into my nightstand drawer and pull out this mess of pleather straps and a six-inch rainbow dildo which gets a laugh. I tell them that I only do queer things with it, so it makes sense for it to be rainbow. While I figure out how the hell all these straps work, we all take a quick beer break and a breath to comment on how fucking hot it all is. Literally. Good thing I turned on fans because we all have a glow that’s making everyone look ten times more attractive. Everyone’s hair is extremely messy and it’s starting to smell of hot, raw sex. No idea where the cat is but she’s probably hiding and super mad at me for disturbing the peace.

How I messed up the ending of my first threesome (in high school) [MFF]

This is a story about how I fucked up my first threesome. It was the high school senior class play wrap party (all participants were 18). My family owned a hunting cabin deep in the Poconos woods, about two miles back behind our home off a single lane road, that we rented to New Yorkers during hunting season, so the party (like many others in high school) was in the empty cabin.

This takes place in 1975. I’d been in all four class plays during my high school career. I don’t know if it was like this elsewhere, but with all four there was always a lot of random making out during rehearsal breaks. Girls with steady boyfriends not in the play would just start pawing and kissing me, or someone else. There was no intercourse or oral, but a LOT of petting and under clothes grouping, finger blasting, and the like. This could happen four or five times a night, with different pairings.

It was always confusing for me. Five or ten minutes of lust and then, when rehearsal ended, it’s like it never happened.

Nation Of Samarasa Pt. 03: Gooner Religion [MF][Gooning][Fantasy][Porn Addiction][Edging]

(Part 3 of the series, this installment dives into the nation’s and people’s religion. This is a bit lengthy).

“Tell me about this Lord Samarasa Tracey, I think that’ll be a good place to start” Joan asked Tracey as she began to scribble into her notebook.

“He is our god. He is the original gooner. This world, this universe. He was why you and I are here, and he is what led you to me this day. We all stem from this divine edge and seed.” Tracey said in a trembling voice. Joan noticed that Tracey was shivering, and her eyes began to water as she began to speak about this “Lord Samarasa”.

“Is everything ok Tracey? I hope I didn’t offend you.” Tracey asked apologetically.

“No sweetey, it’s just my love for my religion goes deeper than me, it goes to my soul. I’m just overcome with joy and love for my Lord whenever I utter his name. All Praises to Lord Samarasa for making me a gooner !” Tracey began to proclaim with tears beginning to pour down her rosy cheeks.