Staying Employed, Part 8 (MF, reluctance)

I came home to find Keith hobbling his way carefully between the kitchen and the dining room, setting dishes on the table for dinner on his crutches. He still had the apron around his waist from having cooked. He smiled and, placing the plates on the table, limped over to wrap his arms around me, letting the crutches fall to the floor with a clatter.

“I’ve been an ass the last few days,” he murmured into my hair. “Hell, I’ve been an ass the last few months.” I held back tears as he kissed the top of my head gently. “Ever since I was sick I’ve just felt adrift, and not being able to work properly, and seeing you working so hard…”

Keith’s voice trailed off and I knew he was struggling to find the right words. Guilt punched me in the gut like the fist of an angry god. Earlier this same day I’d been lying on my boss’s desk. He had held my legs up in the air like I was a fucking wheelbarrow and rubbed his cock against my clit until his cum had splattered my body. I had swallowed some. I had cum.

Poetry & Blood Part 3.5 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Part 3.5: Questions**

**Laura**

Miss Lancaster greeted her at the Muse Session that night. “Good evening, Laura,” she said through a fake smile and gorgeous teeth.

“Hello, Miss Lancaster.” Laura felt goosebumps rise all over her body. She had to tread carefully.

“I heard you weren’t feeling well.”

“I’ve been feeling off in the morning, but once I get food in me, I feel fine.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Laura raised the stack of paper in her hands. “I got plenty of work done today though. This is the draft Miss K sent me yesterday. It’s finished.”

“Oh, wow. May I see?”

Laura handed the stack over to Miss Lancaster. The Asian woman flipped through the pages and clicked her tongue as she did. “Ah, I see.” She handed the stack back to Laura. “Unfortunately, that draft is already a little out of date.”

Laura’s heart sank. “Really?”

“Unfortunately. I believe Miss K sent it to you so you could familiarize yourself with the story, but she tossed out that version last week.”

“Oh.”

I gave a guy a blowjob for $20 [F] [28]

Hey guys, this is Nina here! For those of you who haven’t read my stories, I’m 28, Canadian-Lebanese and over the past year and a bit, my life has been a rollercoaster. To give you a quick recap, I was married to my husband who was the first man I had ever been with. We ended up in a situation where he let his group of friends fuck me, which turned into a regular thing. However, because we failed to establish any sort of boundaries, I ended up exploring outside the group of friends and got involved with an older man in his late 50s, Robert. When my husband found out, he got upset and things escalated to the point where we decided to get separated. He told my family about my involvement with a man twice my age and they proceeded to disown me (though conveniently, he failed to mention how he allowed his friends to fuck his wife).

My own little prostitute

I paid a girl I work with €1000,– for a night of fun. That’s basically the story and I never truly believed it would actually work. I realize it’s an outrageous amount of money, but to me it was worth every penny. I’m in my early 30’s and a bit chubby. Working as an IT consultant I do make a nice sum of money, but I’ve always been shy around girls and have only ever been with 2 girls my life. Both of the times from a longer relationship.

Having recently broken up I decided to give this a go. As a consultant I frequently work for different companies and move on to the next once the job is done. I was in my last few weeks at her company and eventhough I know she didn’t see me as a potential partner, she was always nice to me. She was 22, blonde, green eyes, beautiful in a way out of my league kind of way and maybe her most recognizable feature was her enormous bust. Her breasts were huge, and looked even bigger as she was about 5′ tall. Knowing she was about to move out on her own I knew she could really use the money. We had been working togheter pretty closely for about six months so and I had gotten to know her pretty well. She wasn’t slutty or anything like that at all, but she wasn’t really innocent or naive either.

Highschool sweetheart

When I was around 14 years old I had a nice body (F)
Pretty tits nice ass nice face, enough to make boys horny you know? Over numerous occasions boys would rub their hard dick through their pants on my ass. I didnt say anything because I liked it. I didnt start masterbating until a year after so I didnt even know why I liked it back then. But any who, when I entered freshmen year of college I was horny. I found myself sucking dick after class almost daily, i never let anyone inside my pants though. Gave foot jobs, handjobs blowjobs boob jobs etc but I never let anyone touch my pussy, this was when I was 15 btw.
After freshmen year I decided to get myself together, find someone I wanted to lose my V card with. And I did, he was at the time a senior and after back to back flirting I went back to his house after lunch. Now you see where this is going? We got into his room and my pussy was so wet, I could see his dick buldging through his jeans, when he took them off I was blown away, it had to be atleast 12 inches. He said he wanted me to suck him off, which I did for a solid 20 minutes. I was deep throating and gagging, I loved it. Made me feel like the slut I was. After a couple of minutes he choked me and threw me on his bed ass up. Now he knew it was technically my first time so for a long moment he just rubbed his dick between my lips. It felt so good, so good. I loved it and just wanted him to stick it in. I felt my pussy throbbing already. A breif moment later he shoved it in my pussy balls deep and I let out a loud moan, it hurt but it felt so good I wanted him to keep going. He humped me harder and harder every pump I came closer to reaching my peak. He was grabbing my tits as I was rubbing my clit and he pulled it out. He said he wanted to cum between my tits. After giving him a tit job his cum exploded all over my tits and face. I had a full face of cum and I rubbed it everywhere, I fingered my pussy with it. It was the best first sex any women could have. We would do the deed 4x a week ATLEAST. I couldnt get enough of his dick, his cum inside my mouth tasted so good, my ass being grabbed by him was so hot. He cummed in me multiple times, I felt like a prostitute. It was amazing. We occasionally hook up still, his dick is the best dick ive ever had in my life.

My manager makes me his prostitute (long)

My manager is a soon to be 23 year old and I am an 18 year old freshman in college. I’ve been working with him since I was 16 as a cashier. He’s always been very nice to the employees which is why I’ve stayed here for this long. Who knows if I’ll ever get another manager like that again. He’d give me and others the 100% discount in secrecy as long as it wasn’t anything that was too expensive or too much. But lately I’ve been noticing a change. He’s been doing more than just the discount, he’s been allowing me to have 5 more minutes on my break and is even letting me pick where I’m placed for the shift. I won’t lie, I like it, who wouldn’t but I can’t help but notice that this all started right after my last birthday. It may just be a coincidence and he’s doing this for the other younger employees too.

I have to admit, he’s cute. He’s a little shorter than me which is a quality I love in a man. I catch myself looking a little too long at him sometimes when he’s not looking. But overall he’s my manager and I am just a floor worker. It would be unprofessional to try to do anything, wouldn’t it?

Demon Queened – Chapters 1, part 2 [Fiction] [Gender Bender] [F/F] [Succubus] [Fallen Angel] [Oral]

“My queen? Are you alright?” I asked. I was careful to keep my head bowed, and my eyesight focused on the bed instead of the queen herself. Looking directly at Devilla was a good way to get slapped, and that was when she was just a princess. I didn’t want to imagine what she’d do to me for looking at her now that she was queen.

Or rather, I really wanted to imagine it, and in depth too, but probably not until I was off work. Getting my panties soaked in arousal while on the job was a big no-no for me. Professionalism was important, after all.

My question got a nod from Devilla, but nothing else. Usually she’d spout some nonsense about how great she was, and then maybe threaten to throw me in the dungeon for doubting her. The fact that she just nodded, instead, was actually a little concerning. Whatever happened at the coronation must have taken a lot out of her.

True stories of a real BBC slut

First of all, yes, I’m married. The short version of my marriage: I’ve been married for awhile now, and my husband and I had all the sex we were going to have in the first few years of our marriage. Now, it’s my turn to explore my sexuality and my fantasies. And those fantasies involve black men. Of course, this all happened before the pandemic started.

As for me, I’m in my mid thirties, long hair, big boobs (which are **A-M-A-Z-I-N-G**), and curvy body. I’m not crazy gorgeous or anything, but I definitely get noticed.

My favorite thing to do is to go to a bar, pick up a hot black guy (or get picked up), and have him fuck my brains out back in our hotel room. We do this anywhere from a few times a year to once a month, depending on how I’m feeling.

I do live in a big city, but for these nights we prefer to travel to another city within a few hours drive. I don’t want to run into anyone I know. I’ll spend the day getting ready: bubble bath, nails, hair… the works. I’ll pick out a few outfits to take with me. I like to look slutty, but classy. Too slutty and you just look like a prostitute, and that attracts the wrong guys. Classy slutty is what I like to call it. Also, either a g-string or nothing, depending on how I’m feeling.

Take a glimpse into my personal diary – An Australian escort’s first day of work for 2021. [fm][Fdom][prost]

To those of you who know me well, you’ll know that I’m a natural submissive between the sheets. The world of domination is a realm I love being the subject of, it fascinates me, but I never believed I was ‘That person’. I’ve played with it in the past, but I’ve always held some level of insecurity – I don’t want to charge for services that I believe I need to develop. With the mindset I’ve taken into the new year and a new wardrobe of clothes that made me feel a million bucks, I decided today was a great day to challenge my universe of sex. I want to spend the time in 2021 to develop the interests I’ve always held, but haven’t had the oomph to grab by the balls.

I corresponded with him by text. Whilst seeming as genuine as they come, I had reservations believing he would show up. I have had many enquiries in the past about golden and roman showers, of which I’m willing to offer but in the past have found the vast majority of the enquiries to be taking ‘the piss’.