Nesserah – Part 5, The Contract (1/2). [Futa] [Orc] [Demon] [Orgy] [Bondage] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Rough] [Dark] [Anal] [Throat Fucking]

Sienna was suspended a few feet off the ground, chest facing upward. She hung from chains connected to her golden wrist cuffs and large leather bands secured tightly around her thighs right above the knee. The chains were connected to stone pillars on either side of her that splayed her arms and legs apart from her body, giving anyone easy access to her fit pale body. It was difficult to hold her head up as she was getting fucked.

A mixture of spit and pre dripped down her chin, it and her brunette pony tail swung back and fourth as she was being pounded. Her face was a mixture of pain and pleasure as she looked into the eyes of her abuser. A seven foot tall male Orc was in the process of fucking Sienna’s suspended body. He had a tightly muscled dark green body that was still splattered with blood from the raid against the Elves. He was bald except for a short neatly kept top knot that ran down the backside of his head. He also had a fine pointed black beard. His hands were cupped right under Sienna’s thighs, holding them in place as he fucked her ass. Sienna was in fact suspended so her ass was at perfect height to get penetrated. Her perfect D cup breasts bounced up and down as the Orc thrust into her. Her cock was still cruelly locked by the small cage Chief Dorakov had locked around her.

Nesserah – Part 5, The Contract (1/2). [Futa] [Orc] [Demon] [Orgy] [Bondage] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Rough] [Dark] [Anal] [Throat Fucking]

Sienna was suspended a few feet off the ground, chest facing upward. She hung from chains connected to her golden wrist cuffs and large leather bands secured tightly around her thighs right above the knee. The chains were connected to stone pillars on either side of her that splayed her arms and legs apart from her body, giving anyone easy access to her fit pale body. It was difficult to hold her head up as she was getting fucked.

A mixture of spit and pre dripped down her chin, it and her brunette pony tail swung back and fourth as she was being pounded. Her face was a mixture of pain and pleasure as she looked into the eyes of her abuser. A seven foot tall male Orc was in the process of fucking Sienna’s suspended body. He had a tightly muscled dark green body that was still splattered with blood from the raid against the Elves. He was bald except for a short neatly kept top knot that ran down the backside of his head. He also had a fine pointed black beard. His hands were cupped right under Sienna’s thighs, holding them in place as he fucked her ass. Sienna was in fact suspended so her ass was at perfect height to get penetrated. Her perfect D cup breasts bounced up and down as the Orc thrust into her. Her cock was still cruelly locked by the small cage Chief Dorakov had locked around her.

[FF] Husbands Christmas Gift (part 1)

About 2 years ago I got a big promotion at my job. It meant a lot more work and long nights and weekend but the pay was definitely worth it. My husband (Mark) and I had been wanting to explore the world since we got married years ago and this new job would finally let us do just that. The problem is by the time I actually take time off, I’m usually such a stress case that I spend the first half of the vacation decompressing, then the second half anticipating the work I will have when I get back to the office. My husband clearly noticed. Even outside of our vacations, I haven’t had time to spend with him like we used to. We used to go for walks in the evenings, cook dinner together, and enjoy our hot tub in the evenings. Now I usually come home to cold dinners and need a couple glasses of wine to take the stress off for the evening and have been falling asleep earlier and earlier giving me less and less time with Mark. Little did I know my husband had a plan to help this.

Massages with a twist

I’d started working at the East Village Amerik spa three weeks prior and I really liked my new job. A few months before, I’d completed my professional training as a massage therapist, had started my own business giving massages in work places – which was going really well –, but I hadn’t turned down my friend Vanessa when she’d called me to sub at Amerikspa because I wanted to get as much experience as I could. Plus, they had a great insurance and health care package.

That morning, Samantha, the weekend manager, had told me I’d have three clientsthat day: two guys – Carl, a businessman from Philadelphia who always came in when he was in town and was already turning into one of my regulars, and Mr. Davenport, an airline pilot who had said he was suffering from sciatica and needed a serious treatment – and one lady.

I always felt a little uneasy when massaging female clients because I didn’t want them to think that I was touching them in an inappropriate way. In class, guys were always told to be extra careful because we’re unfortunately often thought of as sex fiends or perverts who only got into massage therapy as an excuse to get into people’s pants. Female therapists, on the other hand, were always warned to watch out for perverts or sex fiend clients who would try to get a little extra or would start groping them during the massage.

The sweet taste of the fruit /F/M/M on F (Group, Prostitution), Tags in description

Tags: Sex addiction (through magical fruit), Prostitution, Group, Breeding (and Impregnation), Cumfetish, Cumplay, Bisexual women, F/F scenes, Titsucking but only mentioned, Magical world, magical elements (fruit), Extremes, Clit rubbing, Corruption, Oral sex, blowjob, cunnilngus

Description: Eating one small foreign magical fruit changes her life as an adventurer completely. Addicted to sexual pleasure with a never ending hunger she finally gives up her old life to be a fulltime prostitute and fucking strangers all day, but weirdly enough she enjoys her new life.

Authors note: I finished writing this a bit late and grew tired so there may be a few spelling mistakes. But english isnt my mother language too, so i hope you dont mind too much. Had begun to write this one a month ago but then I had a major writing block, couldn’t even write poems anymore. Now I finally am able to write again, enjoy!

Edit: sorry reddit fucked up my text more than the character gets fucked here lmao im repairing it right now

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It all has started with a single decision. A single small decisionthat would completely change her whole life. Something as small asbiting into juicy fruit..

To the surprise of, well, no one apparently, I [F]ucked [M]y husband’s high-school bully again, and it was so great, I’m gonna do it again

Some people wanted an update on that post-thanksgiving trip I was set to go on with James. Yes, I went on it, and yes, we fucked on it too. We went to the bar after closing the new client, which happened without James offering me up to him for 2 reasons, the first being I’m not a prostitute, just a slut apparently, and the second was that we wound up meeting with a woman, so if anything, I should have offered James up to her.

We went back to the hotel, had a few drinks and wound up back in my room, where he proceeded to eat me out like he had been in prison for the last 5 years. I don’t know where he learned to be so good at it, but there should be a class for it. The actual sex was rough as usual, but not in a degrading way, there was a passion in it that honestly made it much better. There was no mentioning or putting down of Drew, and no camera either, just 2 people fucking. Towards the end I had climbed on top and was riding him and for a moment I looked down, into his eyes, and it was like we were looking into each-others souls. Before I knew it he had me in a big bear hug and was making out with me while also flooding my insides with cum. We fell asleep together in my bed, and flew back in the morning like nothing happened. It’s also been a bit weird at work, James isn’t his usual cocky asshole self, he’s actually been nice, and has apparently been giving the intern pool a break.

The Organization Chapter 4 (mf)

Chapter 4

Morning was started by the sweet siren call of the bloody alarm clock. It was one of those old 1950’s ones that you could just slap to turn off. I saw it at a novelty shop and what can I say, it warmed my heart’s cockles. I put on the standard uniform of jeans and a band t-shirt after tending to the necessities. The kitchen smelled like freshly smoked cigarettes and coffee. I snagged a thermos and rummaged around to see if any food had been bought this week. Nothing fresh but there were plenty of half eaten restaurant containers which I decided not to touch.

I heard the soft scratch of a lighter and turned to find my mom standing behind me and lighting up a cigarette. A loose bathrobe was tied around her and she had her hair up in a towel turban. She pulled out a chair and crossed her legs, exposing them out from under her bathrobes. Gotta give it to her, she still had quite the pair. She was probably around 20 pounds overweight which mostly seemed packed on her ass and around her waist. Her breasts were a little saggy but there was a decent weight to them. Despite the ever deepening lines, her face was still pretty and her eyes promised a certain intelligence behind them. I liked to think she looked like Winona Ryder.

Sucking Cock for Monopoly Money [MF, oral, exh, prost]

I watched the dice with trepidation as they danced across the board. Inside my head, I chanted. Not three. Not three. Not three. I couldn’t lose again. I just couldn’t. The first die came to a stop. It was a two. My jaw clenched. The second die slowed and spun and came to a rest.

One.

“Fuck.”

David smirked. Steven and James both grimaced. I picked up my racecar and morosely moved it from Chance, past Park Place, until it came to a rest on Boardwalk, in front of an ominous red hotel.

David held out his hand. “Pay up, Jessica.”

I averted my eyes. “I don’t have the money,” I spat out. So close to passing Go, so close to collecting two hundred dollars, and yet so far…

David leaned over and plucked up the few bills I did have and counted them loudly. “Hm, you’re right. Only forty-six dollars here. You’re a little short.”

Story of how I [M] was blessed by the gods

First post ever on this subreddit; I [M] hope y’all enjoy my favorite memory.

3 years ago, when I was 20, during the virgin days, I was super horny and wanted to fuck. Only thing on my mind was cumming and eating pussy.

I matched with this gorgeous Mexican girl. She had that type of face that when you look at, all you see is innocence and just smile. Her figure was great, hourglass figure but some meat on on the bones. I start messaging her and it’s that typical texts like what you do etc. We decided to exchange numbers as bumble didn’t notify me when I got a message.

I was annoyed cause I didn’t want to be that guy that just goes to sex talk but I am very impatient and wasn’t enjoying the whole small talk first vibe. I had enough; I message her, “you wanna hook up? Sorry, just want to be honest, I don’t want to waste anyone’s time”, while she is answering some typical question of mine.