Vampire Omicron: Chapter 5 – Bringing Home a Kitten (part 2/2, censored) [M29/F35/F19][Mdom][rape][nc][humil][Sadism][piss][blood][death][harem] READ DISCLAIMERS

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Chapter 5 – Bringing Home a Kitten – Part 2

A sex scene toward the end of the movie gets my blood pumping again. I look over at my wife sitting nuzzled under my arm next to me. Her eyes meet mine, brown irises hazy from the non-stop stimulation her daughter has been administering between her legs. I don’t hesitate. I don’t ask. It doesn’t matter if they’re in the mood or not. My women are here to be used, whenever I want, at the drop of a hat. So I stand up, scoot Eva out of the way, and roll my wife onto her knees on the couch. Her face pressed into the cushions, her thick ass propped up facing me.

Her wide, motherly hips are practically begging me to dive in. I give her ass a rough SLAP, and she yelps into the couch, recoiling in pain as her juicy cheeks wobble. A red handprint shows up almost immediately. Neat, dark pubes frame her cunt. Thick inner labia hangs out slightly, dripping with juices. Her hole gaped open a bit, winking at me, beckoning me in.

Birthday Girl [MF]

I met Catherine ten years ago – she was slinging drinks at a cocktail bar, the bestie of a girl I was seeing for all of two months. We hung out as a trio a few times way back forever ago, and Catherine was super fun to be with as we went about finding sweet beaches and chasing sunsets for that summer.

Eventually that girl and I treaded our own paths, but I kept in contact with Catherine through the years. Times being what they are, most of the connection was perfunctory on our social media, but occasionally we’d run into each other out and about on the town, sharing a drink, talking about days gone by, and always intending to go find some sunsets to watch sometime.

Except, we were both pretty bad at making that happen.

Same old story.

Busy lives.

Ships passing in the night.

The fog of modern living.

As many of us can kind of relate, there was a time two years ago when uncertainty hit us all in strange ways. The want for a sense of connection. The desire to feel something else. The throb of dread that things have forever changed. We all dealt with it in different ways.

I eat my girlfriends cream pie after I cum in her [FM]

Yes you read that right. I’m a straight male, I’m not bi or gay. I’ve been open to trying different things but I have no interest in dudes whatsoever. Now to the good stuff. I’ve been with my girlfriend for over 5 years, we really love and understand each other.

During sex we have always used the pull out method. Both of us not on birth control, so we are very fertile. We have never had any issues about pregnancy, I’m not stupid and I actually pull out. We tried to have her on birth control but the side affects were really affecting her. Condoms really just don’t feel the same so I don’t use those very often. We talked about our future and I decided to get a vasectomy so that we wouldn’t have to worry about pregnancy.

[OC] my first draft The Open Book (m+f 28, oral, sex, role play, 1800s)

O was working at the bookstore on this typical Wednesday morning. She loves the smell of the fresh printed books and the smell of the old books. She was up a ladder when the bell on the door chimed to announce a visitor. It was Sir, his face lit up with joy when he saw her. His smile beamed from ear to ear. Stood upon the ladder with hair tidied up beautifully in a bun, O turned noticeably red and shy, smiling as she tried to focus on her task putting the books away. Sir approached the shelves beside her admiring more than just the books. He picked one up and opened it, “I love a good book don’t you? The way the new books take a little work to open them up. The older ones, the ones used to you reading them at your own pleasure, open up so effortlessly. So inviting with its enchanting smell” he said as he ran his fingertip down the crease of the pages. O, in a fluster with Sir’s words, dropped a book. He bent down to pick it up and handed it to her. “Thank you, Sir”, she replied in her adorable shyness. “Not a problem” he replied as he daringly ran his hand across her ankle as he walked past. O climbs down her ladder for fear she may fall. Sir makes her legs feel weak and her head feel light. She approached her boss at the store front, “may I please take a short break? I’m afraid I skipped breakfast this morning and will need to fetch something from the market”. Her boss, busy reading a book, made a hand gesture and grunt to say yes yes go on. She nodded her head and as she turned around bumped straight into Sir “I’m so terribly sorry Sir excuse me” she said taking her hands quickly off his chest. He placed the book he was admiring back on the shelf and left the store. He walked casually down the street a little to the alley that led to behind the store and to the store room out back.

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 5 – Bringing Home a Kitten (part 1/2, censored) [M29/F35/F19][Mdom][rape][nc][humil][Sadism][piss][blood][death][harem] READ DISCLAIMERS

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*New strain of COVID, I’m now a disgusting perverted vampire. Each chapter is like a ‘stealth mission’, with lots of slow build-up and pervy creeping around. The protagonist’s mission is always to rape and abduct his victims, adding to his harem of vampires. Then occasional chapters show his sexual family lifestyle with his mind-controlled free-use slaves. Then right back to another stealth mission.*

*In this one, I enjoy the spoils of my campus raid, exploring my growing harem of free-use slaves, then enjoy a bloody surprise family dinner.*

*This chapter is another sort of interlude like Chapter 2 was. Coming home and relaxing with the growing family/harem. Lots of “free-use” fun. Think of this as enjoying the spoils after a quest/mission/raid. The next chapter will be going out and raiding again.*

DISCLAIMERS

-I’m just trying to be helpful with these disclaimers. I don’t want to spring things on anyone!

Mutated [M/M, Femboy, Dubcon, Public]

A strange little story that’s been bouncing in my head for a while. Not what this sub usually sees, but hopefully you enjoy nonetheless. May make a part two, may not. We’ll see.

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Story Summary; A humanoid slime highschooler named Josh struggles with the fact that his best-friend-slash-huge-crush, Damien, a sizeable amateur shapeshifter, doesn’t have the same feelings for him. Or… does he?

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Josh wasn’t an ordinary high school student. In fact, he had never even *seen* a real high school. As far as he could remember, his existence was a secret from everyone who wasn’t his parents, or the government. Why? Well, because he was born “magically”. In other words, he shouldn’t have existed.

See, Josh was a slime. An actual, yellow, humanoid slime. In an age where people no longer believed magic existed, the United States government felt the need to keep the reality that magic was, some way, somehow, real out of the blue twenty-two years ago, a secret from the world. So, Josh lived out in the rural countryside, just outside of Indianapolis, which was the apparent hotspot of literally *all* of the sudden magical activity over the past twenty years, and he was picked up by a bus every morning to go to “high school”.

[M18F18] The Alpha/Beta Score [Premature] [SPH] [Sci-fi]

*Disclaimer – All characters depicted in this fiction story are major [18+] and are consenting adults*

**Chapter 1 – The score**

In the year 2320, the global government is led by an AI. The system decides your life path according to your genetics and accomplishments. At each life milestone, a new part of your path is revealed by the system.

At 18, your sexual role is assigned according to this finger scan. You can be between alpha/dominant [Max score of 100] or beta/sub [Min score of 0]. Proper hormonal treatment is then given to your body to match the score. This Friday was your 18th birthday. You went to the clinic for “the scan”.

“So… I just have to put my finger in the scanner?”

“Yes, sir”, the nurse answered.

“Now just let the system calculate your score, it should only take about 5 minutes”, the nurse said.

What score will you get? All the males in your family received extremely high scores. Your dad got 85, your uncle 80, and your brother 88. They all got to become very masculine men with beards and large bulges.

Joyriding with my Executive Assistant’s Daughter [MF] [M]

Spice starts after the *

As mentioned previously, I once worked for a big bank and was awarded several promotions pretty quickly. Prior to leaving the bank I was running a big department and one of the perks of this position was my very own Executive Assistant who helped me schedule my calendar, manage my time and travel, and screen out the weirdos. As described earlier, she was old enough to be my mother, probably in her early 60s and her name was Donna. She was tiny and Portuguese with short dark hair, a twinkle in her eye and a big laugh. And she was incredibly effective.

It was Donna who witnessed Tina stumbling disheveled out of my office in the aftermath of her wild mid-afternoon orgasm (Mentoring the Nerd). I felt that Donna’s jaw dropping disbelief ruined her impression of me that day.

I assumed incorrectly.

A couple months after the Tina episode, Donna set up a one-on-one meeting with me in my office. Considering that we basically worked hand-in-hand all day, this was highly unusual. I suspected that Donna was going to resign or retire.

Workplace Harassment Pt 5 (MF impact play connoncon over 30)

“I need someone to stay an hour late with me after close, so I can hop on that conference call,” Glenn announced to the floor at large Friday morning before open. I saw everyone avoid looking in his direction – technically, it wasn’t any hardship. This happened pretty frequently – no one was allowed to be in the building alone, so about once a month we had to buddy up one hour late, or open an hour early. You got paid for the extra time and whoever wasn’t actually on the call could do as they pleased.

“Come on, guys. It’ll be OT, and we’re heading down into the weekend anyway”. I sketched two fingers in the air in a salute; I didn’t trust my voice not to squeak or my arm not to tremble if I raised it. Pointy teeth flashed from across the floor, and a double thumbs up. “Thank you, someone wants to get paid.” My skin felt chilled like I had stepped into a freezer. Once again that not-knowing of what I wanted made my heart feel as if it leapt back and forth from one side to the other of my ribcage. Did I just want to watch him from yards away on his phone, while I read my book under my desk, or my romance novels on my phone? Did I want him to pounce as soon as we locked the door on everyone else? The problem was the fear sat side by side with the desire and I did not enjoy that uncertainty. I didn’t like that he could have that affect on me.

Lisa Loses her Virginity part 01

It was early in the summer vacation, and I was enjoying the time off. I teach at an all-girls school and am blessed to see hot teen vixens every day in class. I have made it a rule never to fool around with them, even though some of them seem to be teasing me, tempting me to fuck them. I came close to fucking a student but got by the student part on a technicality. My cock started to stiffen as I recalled that time, two years ago.

School had been the usual routine, nothing too special. There were of course the hot, sexy vixens who were made for fucking and sucking. One of them, Lisa Bowles, was 18, and ready to graduate. She was very hot, 5’9″ tall, a solid 145 pounds, with luscious tits, a fabulous ass, and a nice wide set of hips. She was a green-eyed redhead, with a shoulder-length mane of light copper-colored hair, and eyes the color of jade. I am a sucker for redheads.

With Lisa in class, I spent many a time after class stroking my cock to the vision of Lisa, wondering if she was a true redhead, imagining the feel of plunging into her redheaded pussy, until my cock exploded, gushing thick ropes of spunk into a towel.