They Called Her Jack Ch.2 (FF) (NonCon)

For what felt like forever and only the blink of an eye, Lily seemed to be in a void, floating in a vast see of nothingness. She wasn’t afraid here, and she wasn’t in pain. She knew nothing of the outside world, and there was no sounds and no light. “Am i dead?” She thought to herself. If only.

“Wake up.”

The first thing she was aware of as she was pulled out of her void was the horrible throbbing in her head. She had quite the bump growing on the back of it from her repeated wall bashings, not to mention her extreme dehydration. “Nnngh…” Lily groaned, slowly regaining consciousness. Her wrists, which were chained and supporting her weight from the ceiling, were in a great deal of pain, along with her shoulders. Each one had it’s on chain, stretching her arms as far apart as they would go. Her toes were brushing the cold, damp stones beneath her. She was cold, too, wearing only the plain grey dress she had been working in. Lily opened her eyes, her sight taking a moment to adjust to the dim lighting, her cell only lit by a couple of candles. There was straw littering the floor, a large pile of it in the corner, and right in front of her was a bucket of sudsy water and a sponge.

The longest time [MF]

For months we’d both been fighting pent up sexual frustration and enjoyed teasing the other. It was a game we’d become very good at over 4 years time. It had been a long awaited experience for us both. We’d talked about what we’d do to one another at first glance for months leading up to this.

As I pulled up, I was fully aware of my lingerie under my clothes, riding up into my wet pussy from anticipation. And my butt plug applying the perfect amount of pressure which only amplified things for me. Would we instantly rip each others clothes off? I’d hoped he would push me against the wall and tear my yoga pants down to reveal my sexy lingerie I’d bought especially for him. I’d been imagining biting his lip and looking into his deep sexy eyes as I licked my way to his delicious cock. All these sexual memories of the two of us come rushing back to me as I sit there preparing myself for what’s to come. Eventually I am feeling more turned on than nervous and go knock on the door.

Rush Job [MF] [fiction]

John was getting ready to close up the shop for the night–no point in staying late when the two cars he was working on were still days away from being ready. It was Friday night, but he didn’t have much to go home to, save for a few beers and maybe a dip in a kiddie pool to cool off from the recent heat wave.

He was surveying the shop when he first heard the squeals of a car in distress. He estimated it was just pulling into town, so about five blocks away. The town was only ten blocks, give or take, from end to end. It was getting closer, moving slowly, so John knew he wasn’t going home just yet.

He walked outside to wait for the car and its driver. Sure enough, right up Main came an old Buick burning oil under the hood and spewing smoke out the tail pipe. John pointed to the driveway where the car stopped, and out popped a bouncy, buxom blonde with hair frizzed out like she’d stuck her finger in an outlet.

Recalibrating (F)(Solo)(Shower)

After a bad night’s sleep – where dreams of falling from bridges only to land, inexplicably, on piles of glistening naked women had me tossing and turning in various ways – I dragged myself out of bed with the crystal clear realization of where I’d gone wrong. What had happened to mess-up my usually keen sense of judgment. I’d been in denial.

I threw off the t-shirt I was using as a nightie and stomped with determination into the bathroom. I started the shower and let the water temperature sort itself out while I went to check on my phone. I had plugged it in the moment I’d got home the night before and waited until it had been resurrected enough to send a text I’d fired off a couple – a few to Uncle Vic and then, after much thought, a wordy apology to Mark. Now, when I poked it awake there were a dozen or more messages waiting.

The Agreement [MF]

The agreement was a simple one, a promise made between two people. I’m not sure why I agreed to it, I’m sure the alcohol didn’t help. Last week I took my FWB Rachel out to dinner, neither of us want anything official but were too old to just hook up and dash. While out to dinner we both are drinking and Rachel is getting very touchy. “What do you wanna do tonight” she whispers to me after a drink of wine. “Sex when we get home” I tell her. “Anything in particular?” she whispers in my ear, leaning over. “We haven’t done anal” I jokingly say to her. She has turned down all my advances at it over the six months we have been seeing eachother. Rachel leans back in her chair, not upset, not happy, but thinking. She takes her wine glass and turns the bottom towards the ceiling, finishing the last of her red wine. “Ok, but If I do something for you, you do something for me” she says with a straight face to me. I am happy with her response and don’t really consider the agreement I made.

Monster Brothel; Octopussy [fantasy][cheating][squidgirl][monstergirl][tentacles][anal]

“What is this place?” Alexa queried as she and her husband stepped up the stone walkway. “It looks like a castle or something out of some creepy horror movie or something. Are you sure we should be doing this?”

“What choice do we have? The car broke down in the middle of nowhere, this is the only place around for miles.” Jacob snapped, frustrated at their predicament. They made their way up the long, twisted path, marvelling at the well kept topiaries and black iron gates.

When they finally reached the victorian gothic mansion, the cold stone stretching up into the cloudy sky and the cathedral windows staring down at them, Jacob reached out to knock on the dark arched, double doors. Before he could knock, the doors opened, light streaming out into the night. The couple looked at one another curiously, and stepped forward into the mansion.

“Um, excuse me, our car broke down and we were just wondering if-woah!” Jacob was cut short when he was faced with the inside of the gothic building. The exterior was well taken care of, but dark and ancient, whereas the interior was decorated elaborately with golden candelabras, red velvet curtains, and antique furniture. There was a winding staircase leading to the second floor situated to their right, and straight ahead was an ornate desk behind which stood a woman.

I had to do some soul searching. 40 [m]

I had to do some soul searching. Reddit has been great for that. I’m just a regular dude, twice married to women, a parent of a few kids. T shirt jeans, beer, meat and potatoes kind of guy. What makes me “different” is what gets me off. I started watching porn with transgender women, gay guys, bi sexual etc. I always thought I was straight but what it came down to is I would probably put my dick into anything that let me (within reason, I don’t find body hair attractive on women or men). I haven’t had the opportunity but I can’t wait to top a guy, girl, transgendered person or anything else there could be. For now I’ve just been chatting on reddit

The Stake-Out (MF)(Voyeur)(Cum)

After fourteen days, the interior of the cargo van started to feel like a coffin. Stake-outs were normally insufferable but this one was particularly bad.

For starters, we were parked off Park Avenue on an upscale Manhattan street. The nearest coffee shop or bodega was an avenue west or 13 streets south. This made pissing more than an inconvenience. My male counterparts had it easy. I can’t count the number of times I found a piss-filled Gatorade bottle left in the van at change over.

The second thing that made this particular assignment insufferable was the arrogant son of a bitch we had as a mark, Sean Fleming. He was under surveillance for his suspected involvement in an art theft/forging ring. We believed he served as the group’s honeypot. He would seduce NY’s waspy housewives to locate targets and secure access for the rip crew.

He was just over 6ft tall and had the body of an Ivy League rower. He was traditionally handsome; a few loose curls above his right eyebrow routinely rebelled against his otherwise polished appearance.

[MM]My craving to suck off another man got me into a quick but intense situation – Part 1

This was very recent, about 6 months ago. Here’s a lil background info about me.

~backstory~
I have a few kids and married to my beautiful wife. But for the longest time the bedroom was really boring. We usually make love about once a week, but if we get into arguments, sometimes it’ll be once every two weeks. It’s usually one position, and never wants to try anything new or fun.

I know that’s not a super long time to be without sex for some people, but sex is something that I just crave all the time, I can’t help it.

But anyways, I’ve always felt that I was straight, and never thought about ever being with another man…That was until I met this new guy from work. This guy literally was the most handsome man I’ve ever met in my life. But not to tease anyone, nothing ever happened with the guy. He was super attractive and was married to another man.

Park and Ride [MF]

This story takes place a few months ago. It was Friday in early October. My boyfriend Theo, had asked if I could give him a ride to his car after work, due to missing the bus. The Park and Ride where Theo parks isn’t far from my house, so of course I said no problem. Work was long and stressful. Soon the day was over, we hopped in my car, and we were off. We spoke a bit about work, and what we had planned for Saturday. After about 25 minutes I pulled off the exit, took a left and pulled into the park and ride. I found a spot and pulled in. I turned to say some form of ‘goodbye, I’ll see you later’ and before I could Theo said
“Let’s have sex”
“What?!?” I screeched! I started looking around wildly…. noticing the lot was full of cars, their owners at work.
“Yea” he said nonchalantly, “let’s have sex, lets do it” he said taking off his seatbelt and climbing out of my car.
“Babe we can’t, anyone can come to their car at any moment!” I turned and looked behind me over to my back row of seats. Theo was already moving our bags to the trunk.
“Come on” he said. He climbed in and grinned.
Shaking my head, I couldn’t believe what he was having us do. I climbed into the back seat, and turned, to face him.
“Baby we can’t, we will get caught and we will get in trouble”
“Oh stop” he said, as he reached up and pulled me in for a kiss. After a few seconds I lost myself in the kiss. Theo’s tongue slipped between my lips caressing my tongue. I smirked and leaned in, picked up my leg and swung it around so I was now straddling him. We started to make out, hot and heavy, like two teenagers behind the bleachers at a football game. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stoked his tongue with mine, and then sucked on his bottom lip. As we kissed I started to move my hips in small circles and it wasn’t long before I could feel Theo getting hard. I pulled my head back as I reached down and unzipped his pants. I reached in and pulled him out, my finger tips slick from his precum. I was about to situate myself so I could put his cock in my mouth when all of a sudden two cars turned into the park and ride and pulled into the spots just ahead of us. I scrambled off his lap and sat next to him.