Tag: Reluctant

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 1) [MF]

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[anal] [blkmail] [huml] [mast] [oral] [reluc]

Arun had a cousin that he lusted after. She would be in his fantasies quite a bit. He would always imagine doing things in a rough way with her. Not quite raping her, but having her engage in unwilling sex with an element of blackmail in it. It really turned him on to think of grabbing a handful of her lovely thick hair with one hand and stuffing his think, throbbing shaft in her wet, unwilling mouth in the other.

"Uhhh, uh, ugrrghhh Narindra… fucking bitch… I'm gonna cum on your pretty face you dirty slut!" he would groan.

"Urhhhhghh you… fuckkkkkking… biiittttcccchhhhhh!!" he moaned as he unloaded fresh hot cum onto his hand while thinking about her.

Then one day – he got his chance and fantasy became reality! Read more »

Investor Meeting #1 [Str8, huml, reluc, Mf]

I walk into the meeting, interested to learn more about your business. It's been a busy day, and I'm pleasantly surprised to see that you are an attractive young woman, wearing black stylish heels, a form-fitting white skirt, and a loose fitting grey blouse with scarf. Your dark hair is pulled up showing off the soft skin of your neck. The meeting is late, virtually everyone has left my office. You tell me about your business idea, it's mildly interesting, but I smell you, and can only think about what it would feel like to touch you.

He seems interested in my idea, but he keeps looking down at my skirt, my legs, my neckline. I really need this investment. Time to turn on the charm.

She uncrosses her legs and slides forward in her chair a bit, her skirt rides up. Ok, I'm distracted now. The last of my coworker passes by "see you tomorrow!" and I realize I'm alone with this beautiful young girl. I'm snapped out of my trance when she says "I'd do anything to get this investment." Read more »

The poor decisions of Police Constable Harriet Butler [MF, HUML, VOY, ANAL]

As Detective Chief Inspector Alan Smith, set a video clip playing on the large screen Television in his office, a small date stamp in the corner showed that it was twenty minutes long. DCI Smith knew however that it had been edited together from several hours of footage taken from several concealed cameras over a period of time.

There was no sound on this version though Smith had watched other versions with sound. It showed a man sitting alone at a corner table in a largely empty bar. A woman approached in her early 20’s, with shoulder length hair to her shoulder, which looked well styled. She was 5’8” with a stunning figure, dressed casually but fashionably with tight jeans that accentuated the curves of her hips and a top that showed her well toned abs as well as a flash of cleavage.

She sat at the table and passed an envelope across. The man removed some papers from it, and after a quick perusal he stood up and gestured for the woman to come with him. They walked out of the cameras view into what looked like a small office. Read more »

The adventures of Luke – Part 1.

Luke stared at himself in the mirror, searching for any misplaced hairs that might have tried to make a bid for freedom during the evening. The wax he bought had obviously been worth paying the extra few dollars for, it looked perfect. He lifted his wrist to his mouth and gave it a quick lick, before smelling it to inspect the smell of his breath. He had learnt the technique from a Cosmopolitan magazine dating back to 2008 that he had found in the waiting room of a doctor's surgery. Perhaps they've discovered a new, more innovative technique since then, he mused. Unsatisfied, he reached for the tube of toothpaste and squirted a globule onto his finger, before plunging it into his mouth and gargling with water from the tap. He looked back into the mirror. "Why do you even bother?" he thought. "She'll fuck you anyway". He laughed to himself, and shaped his hair into the most ridiculous style he could fathom – a horn-like spike sticking out at a perpendicular angle to his forehead. He looked like a middle aged, slightly overweight unicorn. Only perhaps more mythical. Read more »

Vacation – Part 3 of 8 ( mF mFF Inc Mother/Son Aunt/Nephew Coercion)

I was less than thrilled about riding back to the hotel with a sticky mess in my shorts and smelling like semen.

I also didn't like the way the driver looked at Mom and Aunt Karen. All three women had put their tops back on before walking up to the road, but I could tell he was imagining what they looked like, without them.

Kristin made me feel a little better when, after we were back in our room, Mom and Aunt Karen were, once again, naked, and she had done whatever it took to keep our video from going public she made Mom pull my shorts down and lick me clean.

I didn't get a hand-job from Mom, that afternoon, but I came pretty damned close to getting a blow-job. Read more »