That time with [M]y [F]intern – Update

Hi! A while ago I have shared the story of me and my intern (link below):

That time with [M]y [F]intern from SluttyConfessions

I have an update to the story:

Since some time I have changed my job, and not working with her anymore. We’re still friends, and we are still in touch, messaging from time to time.

This morning I wrote her to ask how she’s doing. We chit chatted for a while, I was complaining about how I have some rough weeks at work and how much I hate it.

I have asked her how is she doing at work and she told me that she’s bored in a meeting trying to find something entertaining to do (we are both working from home due to the pandemic).

I jokingly suggested to watch porn. This is the point where things quickly escalated. She said “good idea” with some laughing emojis added.

Meanwhile I joined a meeting myself and put my phone aside. I heard some notifications but I wasn’t able to check them. In between the finished meeting and the next one, I checked my phone and there were quite a few messages from her.

Butts and Beers [M/F, Anal] – A man and his sister-in-law try something new

**A brand new story. I’m trying to get back into the rhythm of writing after far too long.**

As these things so often do, it all began with a few beers.

Emily had been sitting quietly at one end of the couch that day, watching television and nursing her long neck bottle of beer, when she started shooting sidelong looks at the man who was sitting alongside her. It took her some time to work up the courage … or for the booze to lower her inhibitions enough, but she eventually leaned over and gave him a nudge.

“Hey,” she said casually, as if it was the most normal thing in the world to ask such a question. “Aren’t you kinda into anal?”

Of course she had managed to say that just as he was taking a sip from his second bottle and had Will coughing as he choked on it. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he gave her an astonished look. “I beg your pardon!”

A cumslut’s gamble (m dom,f sub) (cum fetish)

Margaritas and bets don’t mix.  I’m being glib now, but man, did I fuck up.  I’m really not the kind of girl who does dirty stuff, I don’t really know how to talk about it.  I’m a wife, a graduate student, have only had a handful of boyfriends prior to my husband.  My sex life isn’t strictly vanilla, but I’m certainly not a slut.  I don’t know why I ever decided to bet my husband…I guess I’m back to blaming the margaritas.  But, I’m digressing, I guess I’m avoiding the subject at hand…

A couple months ago, after a couple of margaritas at my favorite Mexican restaurant with my husband, I was feeling warm ALL over.  I was making plans for when we got home, already thinking about what I was going to do to him. Feeling playful, I, half jokingly, told my husband that I was going to make him cum within five minutes when we got home.  He laughed, and said to me “I bet I make you cum before you make me cum”.  

“I know you’re good, but I’m better,” I replied, “I bet you anything I get you off within 5 minutes”.  

Sucking and Fucking my Teacher. A role play that went a little wrong. [FM]

Role Play. An integral and essential part of sexual life for some, and a horror filled nightmare the likes of which Meatloaf referred to in his song “I would do anything for love, but I won’t do *that*”.

For my part, I absolutely understand the appeal. The opportunity to play a role and feel like somebody else for a while doesn’t present itself very often in life and, for the majority, role play presents the opportunity to enact the kind of fantasies that real life so rarely offers. But I can also very much see the thinking from those for whom the very idea may bring them out in a cold sweat. Because, when it comes down to it, role play requires acting. Not necessarily very good, deep or subtle acting – indeed, usually far from it – but, like most kinks, it’s something you’re either into or you’re not. And if you’re not, it’s a portal to only deep embarrassment, and the sudden and overwhelming desire to become celibate.

[star wars] [rape] [MF] [FF] [watersports] [breath play] [brutality] Rina Chapter 8: The Conclusion. The last client is the worst, explosions, drama, escape, and reunions

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Chapter 8

Rape, Revenge, Old Allies, Escape!

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The next morning soon after breakfast the door sounded, and Loretta admitted a tall, handsome, man. He had tanned pink skin, short wavy black hair, piercing blue eyes, and a square jaw with a cleft chin. His shoulder were broad and his waist was narrow. He wasn’t the most handsome man Rina had ever seen, but he was in the top twenty. She was sure he must have had cosmetic surgery to look so good, but couldn’t spot any signs of it.

He followed Loretta with a swagger. Loretta’s smile was somewhat brittle. “Tel’Ro has given Captain Sternn his pick of the harem.” Her voice was a bit strained. “Perhaps you’d like Rakha this time Captain?”

Chuckling, Sternn shook his head. “No, Loretta I don’t think so.” His voice fit the rest of him, deep, confident, and attractive. His eyes lit on Rina, and she felt an uncomfortable knot forming in her stomach.

[star wars] [MF] [FF] [humiliation] [brutality] Rina Chapter 6, a Star Wars Porn – Rina’s first “client”, an unexpected victim, and the Dark Side…

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Chapter 6: Slavery, preparation, and darkness

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The next day, Loretta declared that Rina was ready to start taking clients, and that Tel’Ro would likely be sending a slaver down to the harem as a reward later in the afternoon. Rina nodded and tried to seem cheerful and eager to please while telling herself it was no different from the hooking she’d done a few years prior. *Except*, a part of her brain whispered, *for the fact that you don’t have a choice here.*

At lunch Rina ate lightly, anticipating a round of vigorous fucking later.

“It sucks,” Palomita said. “But what can you do? Fuck the guy and just pretend it isn’t happening while you act like you’re the world’s biggest slut and you love it and stuff. I’d like it better if I just had to deal with women but I guess if you like dicks it’s ok.”

Ignoring Palomita’s grumbling, Fanny went on giving Rina advice. “Of course everyone, man or woman Palomita, has different turn ons. It’s our job to find out what does it for them and go for it! I like doing it with men and women about the same, did you have a preference before Rina?”

[star wars] [MF] [FF] [humiliation] [spanking] [human/alien] Rina Chapter 5, a Star Wars Porn – Harem Life and an unexpected ally

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Chapter 5: Training, a plan, and an unexpected friend

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The next day started slowly, Rina woke late, showered, and found breakfast waiting in the common room. Like her meals the day before, the food was sinfully good. Delicate Twi’lek buns, crusty on the outside and chewy on the inside went well with eggs in a sharp citrus tasting Toydarian sauce. Rina finished with a cup of tea that was as close to perfect as she’d ever had.

“’Morning y’all,” Loretta said as she ambled into the room yawning. Like the day before, she was nude. She also wondered how much cosmetic surgery the harem mistress had, surely her breasts weren’t naturally that perky and her stomach that flat at her age?

“After breakfast we’ll head to the playroom and give Rina an evaluation.” Loretta selected a bit of toast, added clotted cream, and put a small slice of ham on of her plate as well.

“Nothing to worry about sugar, we’re just going to see what you know, how good you are, and what needs the most work. Today’s going to be an easy day, until I know where you’re at I can’t put you on duty.

My Sister Lizzy Part 8 [M18] [F21] [MF] [MM] [FF] [BDSM]

Looking down I could see Lizzy’s pussy wide open and a ton of cum poured out as it began to shrink.

“Holy Christ, that was so good, I don’t think I could do this on a regular basis but “Holy fuck” that was intense.”

As Lizzy rested, Tom managed to stand and stretch, his cock still hard as nails stood proud.

Dave and I were in awe of having watched Tom loose his virginity to the girl we loved.

What was even more amazing was that moments later Lizzy was ready again.
How did we know?

Lizzy spread her legs and asked if Dave and I would fuck her front and back.
That is a request that she didn’t have to ask twice.

Dave laid down on his back, while Lizzy mounted him. As she bent over I lubed up her ass and began the process of working my way past her little ring.

As Dave and I began to create a rhythm, Tom was closely watching the action, his face just inches from the point of our coupling.

Sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll

“Sacra-fucking-mento, how you doing?” Dick Fury shouted to the crowd. The normal incoherent “woo” and “yeah” responses came flooding back, the wave of sound hitting Dick on the stage. Dick launched back into his usually stage banter. “I’m having a good fucking time too. So good it should be criminal… In fact I’d say having this much fun is… barely legal…”

The crowd roared as the band launched into “Barely Legal.” The F-Ups had songs about social issues and tearing down the oppressive systems that keep the common man down… but their biggest hit was about fucking teenagers. Dick thought it was just as well. In twenty years of playing punk (pop punk if he was really honest with himself) they hadn’t toppled a single power structure, but all of them had fucked a ton of a teenagers. “Barely Legal” had actually started out being about voting, but since it was on the major label debut the suits wanted something edgy yet marketable and youth voter turnout didn’t fit the bill. So instead he leaned into the title (which Dick had intended to be cheeky) and wrote a song about the pleasures of fucking 18-year-olds. Speaking of, it was time for Dick to scan the crowd for tonight’s offering. There were a lot of options.

Even two years later, I still masturbate thinking of the story of my (23F) first facial [MMF]

Two years ago, I was a sophomore in college. Fall semester. A FWB of mine, Sam, had rushed this frat and asked me to get my girlfriends together to come to this party. Sam is dumb as rocks but a super nice guy and absolutely hung like a horse. I just fucking love his dick. So my girls and I all got dolled up in frat party wear and went out. I had on this really short skirt and heels with a midriff top. I totally planned to fuck him that night, though I wasn’t sure how or where.

(Because you’re wondering – I have curly dark brown hair, hazel eyes, 5’5 and about 110 lbs.)

Long story short, after we danced at the frat party, we wound up down in a little room in the house basement, with me down on my knees on the tile sucking Sam’s cock. (Party + a little beer + party clothes makes Marissa kinda slutty.) I had been sucking him for at least a few minutes when some noise made me tilt my head to the side. And holy shit, there are like 7 or 8 frat guys watching us!!! I had been so focused on sucking his cock, plus the thumping music above us, that I hadn’t heard the door open.