Single Iraqi Woman in Las Vegas – Part 2 [MF]

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I dropped Lucy off at her place Friday evening. It was a bit late and we both wanted to go running in the morning. I’d gotten her number earlier in the day when we were coordinating where to go out to dinner. So, I stopped in front of her place, which is someplace close to the Black Mountain area. It’s a pretty nice place for a nurse, but who am I to judge. Living in the LA area, my home is nice but nothing like homes in the middle of the country for a similar amount of money.

Lucy kissed me on the lips – she’d just redone her lipstick and I knew I’d look like I’d been sucking down some shaved ice with raspberry syrup on it. Oh well, I’ll deal with it later; I was just heading back to the apartment. I was half expecting her to invite me in but she said what I was thinking – “I really need to head to bed and will see you in the morning”. I told her that I had a really good time and hope to see her again. She waved to me and headed in.

Paying a debt

It wasn’t really her fault, her boyfriend was a drug dealer and someone had to pay. The moment he decided to skim the merchandise, he sealed her fate.

I’d been in her house for a couple of hours waiting, preparation was always key, she was going to be alone tonight, we’d sent her boyfriend to a meeting with a buyer, unfortunately, someone had tipped the cops off and he’d got himself arrested.

She was 5ft4, petite, blonde and a b cup, she was very pretty and extremely fit.

The door unlocked shortly after 5pm, she was completely unaware what was waiting behind the door, if she’d known, she would have run, very quickly and very far. As she stepped through the door, I was lurking in the dark. I reached around and held the chloroformed cloth against her mouth and nose, she fought briefly, but her build didn’t help her chances much.

She came round about half an hour later, she was disorientated. It dawned on her that it was her bedroom, but how did she get there? Why couldn’t she move?

[MF] Friend’s Older Sister Blowjob

My best friend’s older sister (we’ll call her “Kathy”) gave me the best blowjob of my life. She had recently been dumped by her long-time boyfriend.

She was petite, cute, freckled, with light brown hair (ponytail in this case) and green eyes.

One night, maybe about a week after they had broken up, we were hanging out at her house with her brother, my buddy “Joe”. She was lonely, and we thought it would be good idea for her to have some company. We were watching a movie but were talking about her situation. I managed to cheer her up and get her to laugh, which brought the mood up. Eventually Joe had to leave as he was working in town early next morning, but Kathy and I continued chatting and drinking.

Now I don’t know how it escalated so quickly, maybe the beers we were having had something to do with it, but before you knew it, we were cuddling. This eventually lead to me go in for a kiss, which surprised her. She kinda’ just sat there staring at me with a shocked look. I thought I had royally screwed up, but then she leaned in for a kiss. The kissing got a little more intense, and then she shocked the hell out of me.

Hypno-Sis Ch. 06-10 [M/F][Incest][Mind Control][Big Cock][Corruption][Harem]

*Disclaimer: This post contains chapters 6 – 10 of Hypno-sis. If you haven’t read chapters 1 – 5, I suggest you do so. Obviously you don’t have to, but the story will make more sense if you do. Chapters 1-5 can be found on my profile. Enjoy!*

*The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this product are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidence. All characters are at least 18 years of age despite description, demeanor, or appearance.*

Written By: Rebecca Hill

**Chapter 6: The Book Arrives**

A few days passed into Thomas’ punishment, and Maya had yet to mention the note. He figured she probably just threw it away without even reading it, but thankfully she didn’t seem to be mad at him anymore. At least not more than usual. To his relief, it seemed their relationship had returned to its normal state on its own. With that out of the way, he could focus more on his studies, which were harder to accomplish at home amongst so many distractions.

The Organization (Prologue) (MF)

This is the first installment of a longer story I’ve toyed around with. Thoughts, comments, and feedback are all welcome. This is a secondary account but hopefully I’ll be able to keep up with it.

Prologue

I guess you deserve a little backstory so we’re all starting from the same place. My name is Nicholas Martin, though I generally go by Niko, Nicorino, jackass, or dude. I’m freshly 18, 5’ 11’’, with a more or less athletic body. I’m around 160 lbs. with a somewhat toned body that could use a bit more muscle. I’ve always been a pretty decent student, a mix of A’s and B’s with a smattering of AP courses. My mom raised me on her own though I was mostly left to my own devices as you’ll see.

This is a story of how my Senior year was ruined by circumstance which conversely yielded one of the best years of my life. I was surrounded by women and explored some of the more erotic aspects of life while guided by people I came to trust. But let me tell you how I found myself in this situation.

The car incident (incest) (fetish)

Disclaimer: everyone is at least 18 years old. This tale is about incest and contains a piss fetish! If you don’t like it, don’t read :))

I had always been very close to my daughter, Helen. As a 45 years old dad, I had raised her less than half of my life, but she was, to me, one of the loveliest people on earth, inside and outside. Her mom and I had always taken care of her but still gave her a fair load of freedom: she was our only child, and we knew that we didn’t want to be these overbearing parents that children flee because they feel imprisoned.

She was a bright, independent young person, and many times in my head came the strange thought that had I known her young, I would have fallen in love with her immediately.

She wasn’t that similar to her mom: Lydia was a confident but sometimes too strict woman, and even physically, Helen was more similar to me than her mom as she had long, sleek dark hair with mischievous brown eyes. While Lydia had lots of trouble opening up, Helen was as straightforward as I was, which made our relationship so very smooth. Helen and I shared many hobbies from a young age: I used to read her many stories before bed, stories that I read myself at her age. Later, she ended up taking books herself on our bookshelves, and we shared a love for novels and fiction of all sorts.

The car incident (incest) (fetish)

Disclaimer: everyone is at least 18 years old. This tale is about incest and contains a piss fetish! If you don’t like it, don’t read :)) This is Part 1, I’ll do part 2 if people like it!

I had always been very close to my daughter, Helen. As a 45 years old dad, I had raised her less than half of my life, but she was, to me, one of the loveliest people on earth, inside and outside. Her mom and I had always taken care of her but still gave her a fair load of freedom: she was our only child, and we knew that we didn’t want to be these overbearing parents that children flee because they feel imprisoned.

She was a bright, independent young person, and many times in my head came the strange thought that had I known her young, I would have fallen in love with her immediately.

First success with watersports [fm]

After tons of kink and exploration and over a year and a half of dating, my boyfriend finally got out of me the kink that I am most reticent to share; I have a major pee fetish. I’ve never shared or indulged this with any previous partner. When I mentioned it to him, he made an off-handed remark about how this girl once asked him to pee inside her. Hoo boy. I don’t think he realized what sort of monster he’d unleashed there. I’d never even considered that before but once said, it was the absolute top of my mind in fantasies.

We had tried recently for him to pee on my tits in the shower but he was hard and a bit put on the spot and didn’t manage to pee more than a tiny bit. Anyways, I kept making little jokes here and there like “save your pee for peeing on me in the shower.” After a bit of this, he says, “I’d really like you to pee on my cock.” I was stoked because up until that point, I wasn’t sure if he was actually into it or just indulging me but it became clear that he was actually really turned on by it and had his own fantasies too. Score. Last night, I said, “I really have to pee. Want me to pee on you?”

Fiction: The babysitter made me do it.

Fiction: The babysitter made me do it, but I also wanted to. So there’s that.

Elle was our babysitter, and I had been looking at her for the last six months. I am a horrible person, probably.

She was 21 and in college, and I was just 31, so it’s not like the age was that super creepy. But I was married, technically — my wife and I were trying what our therapist called a “trial separation with cohabitation,” which basically meant I’d been sleeping on the couch for a month. We needed Elle once a week so we could go to counseling, which was an excuse for me to get into a room with my wife and have her tell me why I was horrible.

I took it, mainly, because I don’t like fighting with a referee in the room. It had been a decade of ups and downs and downs and downs, and most days I couldn’t remember how we got here or if we ever were anywhere else.

Fucking [M]y [F]latmate and her Best[F]riend on the same day

Let me paint you the full picture…(for those looking to jump straight to the more lurid details feel free, It will be marked **** Clara is softer and Laura is rougher. Enjoy with my blessing.)

**PRELUDE**

First and foremost, a little context. I’m Matt.
At the time I’m a 21 year old, second year university student who has recently ended up moving into a new flat with three people I barely knew in a rush, due to last minute organising essentially. I was also about a year out of a fairly problematic relationship that had lasted throughout my late teens to my early twenties which meant I’d spent the first year of university really exploring the benefits of single life. In short. I was an absolute man slut. Being 6’0, slim and toned with angular features blue eyes and wavy brown hair probably helped my cause. I won’t pretend I’m the most attractive person in a bar but I did quickly gather a wealth of experience that proved I didn’t necessarily have to ‘struggle’ in that department. Now, this has not only provided me with a fair few stories in my time, it also gave me quite the reputation. Naturally being known as the ‘easy fuck’ tends to have mixed responses amongst the women you get chatting to, some take issue with the narrative that is weaved around you, others it intrigues. Laura, one of my new housemates, appeared to fall into the latter category.