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An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 12 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

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**An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 13 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]**

Please read chapters 1 – 12 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Thirteen

The smell of incense was overpowering and Mirja had to take small shallow breaths to get accustomed to the scent. It was surprising how much of a surprise it was each time she entered the parlor. But it was exacerbated by using the pathways. That way you got sent right into the middle of it without any warning. The regular customers, and the girls who entered the mundane way had some time to acclimatize themselves in the entryway and the reception chamber.

“You are aware that it is not allowed for anyone below fifth tier to use the pathway chambers?”

Mirja froze then slowly turned around trying to set her face in an apologizing look to face the Matron.

“Yes, Mistress Lorelee,” Mirja said curtsying, tilting her head slightly forward looking down at the floor.

“In fact,” the Matron continued. “It should not be within the skillset of anyone below fifth tier to utilize the pathways.” Read more »

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 13 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 12 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Thirteen

The smell of incense was overpowering and Mirja had to take small shallow breaths to get accustomed to the scent. It was surprising how much of a surprise it was each time she entered the parlor. But it was exacerbated by using the pathways. That way you got sent right into the middle of it without any warning. The regular customers, and the girls who entered the mundane way had some time to acclimatize themselves in the entryway and the reception chamber.

“You are aware that it is not allowed for anyone below fifth tier to use the pathway chambers?”

Mirja froze then slowly turned around trying to set her face in an apologizing look to face the Matron.

“Yes, Mistress Lorelee,” Mirja said curtsying, tilting her head slightly forward looking down at the floor.

“In fact,” the Matron continued. “It should not be within the skillset of anyone below fifth tier to utilize the pathways.”

Mirja looked up and thought she saw a glimmer of glee in the Matron’s eyes. Read more »

[18F] Best blowjob I ever gave [46M] [MF]

Well, only got a few more hours in January to write for the contest! Wasn’t sure which story I was going to post, or whether I was going to post at all, but this is the story that comes to mind when it comes to the best blowjob I ever gave. The way it happened, the way I turned into a total submissive slut, the way I was made to satisfy a guy way older than me makes this story one of the defining ones in my rather young slut life.

I was very young, having lost my virginity just months before and only have slept with two guys. One had been my boyfriend, the other had been a guy who was, well, we’ll just say that he knew what he wanted, and he got it. Older guy at a party who approached me incredibly confidently, almost as if he already knew I was going to sleep with him, and dominated me from the start of the night to the end. As we kissed, he would tell me things such as “I am going to make you walk home with a pussy full of cum, my cum will drip down your legs” and things kind of went on from there. Read more »

Nicole Says Yes, Part 2 [Mf] [Mdom] [religion/priest] [humiliation] (1.752 words)

**Nicole Says Yes, Part 2**
by All These Roadworks (2020)

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Nicole had said yes, she would stay with her husband, even after what had happened on her wedding night, so everything afterwards was her own fault, really.

When she thought of her wedding night, she still flushed with horror and shame, even as her pussy wettened with remembered arousal. After protecting her virginity for her entire young life, like a good Christian girl, so that her first time would be with her husband, her husband Jaime had had her gang-raped by his best friends, making a mockery of her chastity and her faith while he laughed at her violation.

Of course, the sex had been mind-blowing, and the fear and shame and humiliation had just made it hotter for her, no matter how much she had tried to resist such a slutty reaction to her own rape. And at the end, lost in a haze of lust, she had told Jaime that yes, she still belonged to him, forever and ever.

Foolishly, she had thought that her wedding night might be a single, exceptional event, and that thereafter she and Jaime might live a normal married life, perhaps featuring some lovemaking that was more violent and passionate than she had expected in her innocent youth. Read more »

My teacher Cheri

It was a long summer day and I was really tired. It was the last day of exams and I couldn’t believe that I was done with college. I had enjoyed my college life and had done almost everything. Everything except getting with Cheri.
Cheri was one of my professors. She’d always called me into her office but had never given me the slightest indications to what she felt towards me. There was a time she had accidentally blurted out that she loved wearing tank tops and tight short shorts. Ever since the day she’d mentioned this, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I’d been jerking off to the thought of her in those tight clothes with me in bed for months.
Just as I was about to step outside the building, I heard a voice behind me. It was Cheri. She was calling me towards her. The only thing she said when I walked upto her was “Follow me into my office please”.
I didn’t know why she said that, I didn’t know what it meant. Was I in trouble? Had I failed a test? But without thinking twice, I walked behind her and straight into the office. She asked me to take a seat, which I did.
I was really nervous at this point of time.
I heard a click behind me and I realized that she’d locked the door.
To my amazement, instead of going and sitting on her chair, she sat on the table in front of me with her legs slightly open. I couldn’t believe me eyes. I could see up her skirt and she was wearing the shortest of shorts that I could have ever seen.
“You like what you see?”, she asked. Unable to say anything at this point, I just nodded my head. And the moment I nodded, she took her shirt off. All she was wearing under it was a tank top and no bra.
“You think I accidentally told you what I like wearing? You think I haven’t seen you checking me out for the last year? You think I haven’t noticed that you try spending more time in my office than you do in your class?”. I was shocked. I still couldn’t say anything. Seeing at the look of bewilderment on my face, she leaned forward and bought her lips close to mine, lightly brushing her lips onto mine. I thought she was going to be gentle but that changed very soon. Instead of slowly kissing me, she started kissing me ferociously. Her tongue was in my mouth within seconds and she was biting down on my lower lip. We’d barely been kissing for two minutes and then I felt her hand on my cock.
She starts rubbing my dick whiles she’s kissing me. She then takes my T-shirt off and starts nibbling at my ear. All of this is getting me harder and harder. She gets off the table, undresses and drops down to her knees. She drops my sweatpants down and starts to suck on my dick while I’ve got my underwear on. She then takes my underwear off and starts to suck on my dick. Read more »

The Gardener (FM)

The odd tales about Tom’s cock piqued Stephanie’s curiosity. The gardener had been working at Lady Bizelle’s mansion since January, and he had already become a favorite amongst Stephanie’s friends. She would not have thought much about it, if it weren’t for the contradictory stories about his cock.

“He is a perfect fit for my mouth. Not too long or thick, so I can take it all without gagging or hurting my jaw. It is the perfect cock to give a blowjob to”, Laura told her in great confidence.

“He is HUGE. I never felt so full. It seemed like there was not an end to it. Inch after inch after inch. And so thick. Oh my God!”, was Berry’s tale, told with a hand between her legs while sitting in the back of a carriage.

“He cums so discreetly. No stains. No cleaning afterwards. I think he may be, uhm, sterile or something because he shoots almost no cum at all. It is so convenient! I hate it when I get stains of semen on my skirts”, was the snobbish praise by Elizabeth, told over tea. Read more »

Daddy’s Baby Girl [MF, reluctant/non-con, incest (stepdad-stepdaughter), interracial, school girl, 18yo]

**Part 1**

Belle was not happy with her boyfriend today. She kicked a pebble on the sidewalk in annoyance as she walked home. A man strolled by; his gaze lingered on her.

Belle raised her chin and stared back fearlessly. Her dark, curly pigtails swung with her motions. *What the fuck are you looking at?*

She knew why he was looking at her. The top few buttons of her uniform was undone, revealing her cleavage. Her school tie hung lazily from her loose collar. A black lacey choker hugged her small neck intimately. His gaze moved down—her braless breasts swayed as she walked.

He met her confronting eyes and averted his gaze. He walked on.

Belle kept walking, back straight and chin up. She wasn’t ashamed of her assets. She knew a girl’s body was a powerful tool. Boys liked her. She stopped growing at the unfortunate height of 4’11 a few years ago, courtesy of her Asian genes. She was sad for a little while, but to her satisfaction, her breasts grew to a nice 32D. Boys at school liked to pick her up and carry her around. Read more »

Welcome to the New Kink

Here’s one of my favorites.

There was knock at my backdoor one evening, a shy, hesitant tapping at the glass door, almost a bit seductive. The kind of tapping that makes you check yourself in the mirror before you see who’s behind the tapping. It was the polite young neighbor from down the block. She looked like she’s been crying about something, so I escorted her inside, give her a fleeting hug, my hand placed on the small of her back, that delicate dip between her ribs and her curvy, shapely backside, and lead her to the couch.

I handed her a drink, a simple gin and tonic, and listened to her story intently, but it’s one I’ve heard countless times before, and it’s both heartbreaking and a siren’s call to me. How her and her husband are struggling to start a family, timing their love making to her cycles, saving it up for exactly the right moments, reading all the literature, yet nothing ever flowers. How the doctors and the experts, with their degrees and expensive tests and more expensive tests, can’t find the answer, always have no concrete answers, but more tests. How if her husband thinks he’s the problem, he’ll die, feel emasculated, and how she feels so helpless, but she has the urge to just do . . . *something*. She looked at me imploringly, silently begging me to make the first move. Read more »

[MF] I(M18) Got a hand job from a girl (F18) while her boyfriend (M18) is sitting beside us asleep.

This story comes back when I was a senior in high school and on the track team.

For whatever reason the school only provided one bus for our team, and with as many people on the team as there were, the bus was incredibly crowded.

Since, I normally ran the last event of the meet, I was one of the last ones to get on the bus and seats were full. Renee, a fellow senior at the time must have saw my dilemma and scooted over so I could sit with her and her boyfriend at the time John.

I bit of back story…

John, Renee’s boyfriend, was a douche-bag in my humble opinion. A pretty boy who thought his shit didn’t stink and the only thing higher than his ego was how far he could have his nose in the air at any given time. He sucked at athletics in general but joined the track team that year to be closer to Renee. Read more »