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[F] I stripped naked in the office after work…it went poorly.

After my secret trip to the mall I became fixated on that moment. I couldn’t stop picturing that guy’s eyes on me as i stood there completely exposed in the changing room. A complete stranger.
The adrenaline rush and excitement was almost addicting. I found my thoughts and fantasies turning to work. I started to imagine an employee secretly knowing what I was doing, watching me from the shadows.
There’s something so degrading about someone under me having that power over me…but me not having any idea which employee it is. So every conversation, every guy i see…could that be the person controlling me? Does that partner or that assistant or that janitor know how I groom my pussy?
I had a quick plan. I waited until work was close to being done, then discreetly packed everything, went to my car early and dropped it off, then went back to the women’s bathroom and waited in the handicap stall as everyone went home. I texted my husband I would be working late.
I work in a shared office building, with three companies on our floor. My company alone has about 100 employees. I am unfortunately one of six women. The rest are men. I dont have hiring power so dont look at me.
I played games on my phone until it was 30 minutes after closing. I went to the door and peaked out into the hallway. Silence.
I went back to the handicap stall and quickly peeled my dress off, unclipped my bra and dropped my thong. I hung it all up on the inside hook of the stall door. Then, barefoot, I walked back to the hallway door.
I set my Apple Watch to ten minutes and pressed start. Then I just went for it, walking out into the open hallway. There was one camera around the left side so I went right, walking towards the elevator lobby. I went past the door to our office, darting across the windows quickly even though everyone was gone. I made it to the elevators and sat down in the cloth chairs to wait for the ten minutes.
My husband texted me about wanting to fool around when i got home on my watch. i recorded a quick message that i was exhausted and maybe another night.
My mental state at this point was hard to explain. I’m finding these moments where I’m doing something wild seem to shut down the logic part of my brain. My heart pounds, I’m shaking…but I’m also so happy.
And I remained happy for seven minutes, until the elevator suddenly dinged on my floor. I’ve never run so fast in my life. I cleared the corner just as the doors opened and slid to a halt.
The janitor was in the women’s bathroom. His cart was in the door. I heard low whistling behind me from whoever was on the elevator and quickly ran past the janitors cart and ran into the men’s bathroom. I just hoped Jamal wasn’t looking as I ran by.
I got into the handicap stall and locked the door, sitting on the toilet. A few moments later the bathroom door exploded open giving me a second heart attack.
The guy went straight to my stall, violently pulling on the handle. I think I almost blacked out.
“Sorry.” The guy said. Then he went to the stall next to mine. I saw his pants hit the ground. Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t want to scar you with the sounds I heard…but it wasn’t good. The whole time I sat there completely naked, the ten minute countdown fully passed.
As I sat there, with a man I didn’t know, just a foot away from me butt naked, I found my fingers drifting between my legs. I slowly massaged myself while trying to drown out the sounds. It was weird.
Finally he left. I crept back to the door, saw the hallway was clear and raced into the stall. Thankfully my clothes were still on the hook. I got dressed and ran to my car where I finished what I started in the stall.
I masturbated twice, it only taking a minute to orgasm each time. i wanted more. needed more.
Dare: complete!

The First Try; or Princely CUM-uppance [High Fantasy][Long Read][Warning:NONCON][MMMM]

“God’s forbid I get a break, eh?” Nikolo growled to himself, his face red and breaths labored. Blood ran down towards his head, his vision still blurred from the sudden shock of being pulled up violently by the snare trap binding his legs together. Prince Nikolo was not always the filth laden wretch hanging like bait he’d become. There was a time his name was met with great admiration, if not, at least insincere reverence. He was the eldest son of the Bartolome dynasty. A line that withstood centuries of rule in the kingdom of Carsollan. Few rulers could claim such success in the wildest nation in the land of Adam. Many more however could attest to their shared avarice in the age of peace that spread across the continent. For the first time in over a thousand years, the five great nations spilled no blood against each other. Enjoying a period of unified hate. Indeed, while the man, the elf and the dwarf held hands in song, it was a war song against the orcs, satyrs and their kin that called the untamed wilds home. The catalyst of this union was a revolution, and revolution would spread as well. It revealed the cruelty of house Bartolome. Their greed and excess in the absence of their former proud and generous patriarchs came to light. Thus, as rebels overwhelmed the guards and stormed the palace grounds, the prince escaped. Leaving behind his family, fearing only for his life. Read more »

I [M]ade an insomniac [F] sleep REAL well after losing our V cards Pt.3

I laid down dick sticking straight up at the ready. She gets on top of my awkwardly. “Ok right there” She guides me in and I finally get to feel what a vagina feels like around my dick for the first time ever. I didnt expect it to feel like 2 wet warm walls of sand but with some muscular tension. She starts to ride and its interesting. The sound of wet qweefs and overall sloppyness was very hot.

I put one hand in between us attempting to rub her clit and keep the other hand on her errect nipples that are suprisingly dried off from earlier.

Her hair droops over me and she rode me hard almost in an animalistic urge to cum.

“Is it building” “Yes” She said out of breath. Trying not to disrupt what was building great feelings for her.

She slipped out a few times. On the second or third time she giggled. “Im too wet for this” I giggled along with her.

The sun began shinning through the back window and I said “See the gods are smiling on us” It might not have been the most romantic thing but it made her giggle. Read more »

We Never Expected Consequences Like These For The Folly of NNN [FFFFFFM]

The below is a response to a writing prompt to a post in /r/dirtywritingprompts, is purely fiction, and represents only adults above the age of 18. Please enjoy!

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November 11, 2022.

A day like any other I suppose, though today was one to be extra sharp on; after years spent at the bottom, I was due to make Junior Partner today, and that meant…well, it meant things were finally looking up for yours truly. My Dad would stop telling me I wasn’t going anywhere, that old relic Mr. Slader would finally give me the respect I deserve at the office, Jaimie’s mom would stop telling her that I was no good for her. Yeah. Yeah, today was a good one.

Going about my morning in the usual fashion, showering and brushing my teeth, scarfing down some toast and coffee, giving my roommate shit for leaving his bong in the sink again and asking whether he’d be chipping in for rent this month. Being a busy man about town, I forgot my good suit at the dry cleaner’s last night on the way home. Dumbass. No bother, I’ll chuck on the eighty dollarest one I have clean and head off. Dave asks me to let his cat in before I go. He’s a lazy jag, but I don’t mind. Scribbles is cute enough to make up for his owner’s degeneracy. Read more »

My [M35] conservative wife [F32] [MF]

My wife and I have been married for 10 years now. She was born and bred in pakistan and only came to the uk after we got married. I was born and lived my whole life in the uk. We are from a conservative Muslim family and had an arranged marriage.

I was her first and only partner and took her virginity a few months after marriage. In pakistan she was from a small village and had never been with anybody else nor did she ever have the desire. She went to an all girls school and college and the only men she was around was her father and cousins.

Since we’ve been married the majority of time she’s only ever been around me and the men from my family so very limited contact with any outsiders (her choice, not mine. I’ve tried to get her to interact more with other people but she just never wanted to).

Shortly before our youngest son was born I got the idea of wanting to see her with another man. I tried to keep it a secret for as long as I could but eventually i was unable to sleep for weeks on end and started having high blood pressure. During the night all I would think about was watching her getting fucked and I watched porn imagining it was my wife. Read more »

[MF] How that chubby girl [F18] managed to bag the hottest guy in school [M18] part 2/2 [school, classmates, brothers, fore play, petting, humping, squirting, big dick]

Brody and I told Ryan we were going to watch the Beowulf adaptation together since we were reading it for English. He said he couldn’t come, Brody said “and that’s fine”. I could feel something brewing around this and I didn’t care honestly. I wanted Brody bad bad. BAD.

Brody had asked for my number before I went home, he started texting me constantly. He even asked me for my class schedule. He met me in between most of my classes the next day and took me to lunch.

He would stroking my ego with those texts. I was getting wetter and wetter with each tiny stroke. My pussy felt damp and hot in my jeans, I wondered if he was throbbing in his pants for me again like he had the night before. He texted me that he was waiting outside of my last class before the bell rang. We left my car there in the parking lot and drove straight to his house. The whole car ride to his house I could feel his eyes on me, I felt like I was the only one watching the road sometimes. And I loved it. Read more »

Asylum Break: Counting the Seconds (Violence/gore, NC)

Asylum Break: Counting the Seconds-Part 1 (Violence/gore) (forced)

Darkness was falling outside a milky pane of glass with wire mesh running through it. The effect on the inside of the window was a gloom as sterile as the rest of its environs. Low tones, under breath, scratched in the silence.

“6298…6299…”

STONEBRIDGE STATE HOSPITAL
845 PM

A short, heavily built man accompanied a tiny slip of a woman down a long corridor, a solid slab of linoleum a pale, sickly, State-approved shade of green. Their steps echoed on the floor, pealed off the walls. The woman pushed a cart. Med pass.

“6833…6834…”

They had been working towards the far end of the corridor by unspoken agreement. They went back and forth between the cells across from each other, 001B to 002B. Ray touched the sensor pad with his keycard. The heavy solid door slid back into the wall with a uniform beep. Michelle chose the correct cup from the lines of prepared doses. Ray went first. She followed with the pills and a small cup of water. 012B. 013B.

“6921…6922…” Read more »