[M]y one night stand with a cute [F] I met that night off of AOL

For my Sept. monthly submission I choose to reflect back on a Polish gal I met off of AOL 19 years ago when I was 25. Her name started with an ‘I,’ and perhaps it’s ubiquitous in Poland, but in case it is as unique as I thought at the time, I will just call her ‘Iris,’ to protect her anonymity.

It’s only my opinion, but I think a good one-night-stand story should meet four criteria: (1) It should include intercourse; (2) It should be mutual – both parties should go into the ‘stand’ knowing it’s just a one-nighter; (3) It may seem obvious, but it must truly be one-time-only – any return trip to the fountain disqualifies it; and (4) There must be something unique that happened unlike any other hook-up you’ve ever had.

The Witch Hunter, Chapter III [bdsm] [noncon]

## Chapter 3 – Ancient Strings

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Getting back to the apartment didn’t take long, but nonetheless it was almost midnight when Weiss turned the key to Therica’s front door and let himself in. In all the day’s excitement he hadn’t even thought about sleeping anytime soon, he had a nagging feeling that if he let the witch out of his sight for too long she would somehow slip free and he’d never see her again. At least until she tracked him down and brutally killed him. This was the longest he had been away from her since her capture and he was getting antsy, he had to retrieve whatever artefacts she had hidden here and return to the house at once. The apartment was a total mess after he had searched it up and down earlier, but it was silent, evidently Therica hadn’t stood anyone up for an evening tryst. No one had come looking for her yet. At any rate someone would notice that she was missing tomorrow and then they would come, this would have to be his last visit to the place.

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Tendiship [startrek] [parody] [comedy] [MF] [orgy] [mindbending]

About Tendi

Some stupid parodies of Star Trek Lower Decks. I remembered having them around after the latest official “Tendi is Mistress of the Winter Constellations” plot, gave a quick cleanup, ready to post now. Enjoy!

1. Tendis Birthdayparties, Fight Club RULES

1st RULE: You do not talk about Tendis Birthday Party.

2nd RULE: You DO NOT talk about Tendis Birthday Party.

3rd RULE: If someone says “stop” or goes limp, taps out the fun is over.

4th RULE: Fuck as often as possible

5th RULE: Fuck as many as possible at a time.

6th RULE: No shoes, no condomes, no dildos.

7th RULE: Fun will go on as long as it has to.

8th RULE: If this is your first night at Tendis Birthday Party, you HAVE to fuck.

2. Tendis first party

Did I ever tell you about Tendis first birthday party?

Orion females can somewhat control their pheromones but under stress they might sweat out pheromones unwittingly. Sure, with training they can use controlled pheromones to control people. but uncontrolled pheromones make people just uncontrollable sex maniacs.

Ahsoka slips [starwars] [parody] [MF] [creampie] [sillyfucking] [domination]

Part 1. The original nameless IRC-story about Ahsoka screwing Anakin in the shower

Anakin: Snips, why are you riding my dick?

Ahsoka: Opsi, I went for the showers and slipped.

Anakin: And you keep slipping on my dick over and over again?

Ahsoka: Aw its getting more slippery every second

Anakin: … Ahsoka you definitly need to improve your movement on slippery ground…

Ahsoka: …

Anakin: …

Ahsoka: .. am I improving Master Skyguy?

Anakin: … ah, yes, you are doing great you are close to graduating…

Ahsoka: …

Anakin: …

Ahsoka: Ah Sick – did you just cream my snatch??

Anakin: … hold on, still on it…

Ahsoka: No shit, I feel it Master!

Anakin: …. ah, that was impressive! You did great. Thanks for the marvelous training. Please get dressed and join the meeting with the ambassador in five minutes. No time for showering.

Ahsoka using the force: Tell me what was on your mind when you just pumped me full with your jizz?

Anakin: I was thinking of Padme wearing a Wookie costume… oh crap what did I just say?

I think I’m going to make a good little slut. [FM]

So I recently left my fiancee after an 11 year relationship and moved in with my sister, I almost immediately started sleeping with her roommate bringing my total sex partners up to 2. Yesterday I had my first real slutty experience and holy oh my fuck was it amazing.

I was at the mall with my sister and her girlfriend to buy some new clothes, after spending WAY too long in forever 21, they went to the video game store and I hit the food court. I spotted a really cute guy and decided to sit near him so I could causally oggle him while I ate since I’m allowed to do shit like that now that I’m single. He looked a little younger than me, early 20s maybe 25 at the oldest, long green hair that went about halfway down his back, super cute round baby face with a goatee, fucking BEAUTIFUL collar bone, didn’t even know collar bones could be beautiful but there it was lol. And what looked like decently muscular arms but not body builder type with a few random tribal looking tattoos.

THE DICHOTOMY BETWEEN LOVERS (F/F)

Do you ever look at someone and think that she’s the most beautiful creature of our existence? That her orbit completely derailed you into the tension of her sweet lips? The urge to just want to know everything about her, and yet figure out what’s underneath the alcohol, the sexual tension, and her mommy issues. I met her at an art gallery, and the tension could be cut with a knife. Her glasses hid the darkness in her eyes, which hide the inner deep meaning of her soul. The teasers of her soul would be when she would entertain her vices. I for one loved the mess she was and wanted her anyway. She was a tomboy with such a great sense of style. That is what gravitated me most to her.

We knew each other through our friends in the galleries and followed each other on social media. She had beautiful black onyx hair, a broken demeanor, and these circular black glasses that if you looked closed enough, you can see the broken prospects you will feel for her. We approached each other amongst friends and I think we both knew. She stood up at my height and she wandered off to look at one of the pieces. Her eyes were inviting me to come closer; to feel her presence come into me. I follow her and we converse about the painting. She begins to smile brokenly and say.

MY FIRST SUGAR-BABY

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Sometimes I get the strangest fleeting memories. This ever happen to you? I mean, take right now. Antionette, this absolutely gorgeous ebony beauty 20+ years my junior is on her knees, grinning as she tugs down my boxers. As she takes my full caucasian cock in her hands I’m reminded of how I very unexpectedly became a “Sugar Daddy”.

I groan as as my fully erect penis probed it’s way into the back of this gorgeous woman’s throat. I glance over to the three sided mirror and enjoyed ‘the look of her bare, dark-skinned breasts as the move and sway to her head bobbing. this is supposed to be a ‘quickie,’ but I love the feeling of being treated this way so much that to stave off the inevitable, my mind goes back to the beginning,,,

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Stricter [Mf] [spanking]

He opened the door before the sound of the doorbell had completely faded. She was always punctual. Her giddy smile greeted him, as it always did, but it slipped when confronted by his stern expression. It returned for a moment when he gave her a wink and a broad smile. Then, as he stepped back and motioned for her to enter, all business once more, she attempted to look equally serious. It worked, for the most part, until she spoke up as she crossed the threshold.

“Hello, uhm, sir?” A little giggle escaped her mouth.

He shut the door with one hand and forced her against it, his other hand on her chest, his own body quickly closing the distance. She gasped as the air was pushed out of her lungs and brought up her hands reflexively. When his lips touched hers, however, she closed her eyes and her arms fell by her side. The bag she had brought fell out of her hand to the floor. They had talked about this, extensively. Now that the moment was here, however, she didn’t know whether her heart was racing because of her nerves or her arousal. His hand crept up and as his fingers closed around her neck, gentle yet commanding, she did know; it was both.

Cafe Dulce – Pt 2

Jen arched her back into his thrusts, her hands pushing against the car to hold her in place. Aaron seemed to be fucking her harder than the last time, and Jen seemed to be loving every second of it. In the car, we could see Mike’s arm furiously moving as he watched his wife get taken by the bigger stud.

“Oh fuck me I’m cumming,” Jen cried out, loud enough that Cassandra, Dave, and I ducked back into our little alcove. We looked around to make sure no one had heard or was coming to investigate.

“I better get back,” Dave said. “Make sure no one inside noticed anything.”

“Don’t finish without me,” Cassandra said.

“Okay, okay, jeez,” Dave laughed.

I looked at her questioningly. “What? I need to get fucked.” She said. “Especially after seeing this.”

When they turned back to the action, Aaron appeared to be pistoning his huge cock in and out of Jen, fucking her into what seemed like a continuous orgasm. She was moaning constantly until suddenly her head snapped back and her body tensed.

Control Part 1 [Futuristic] [Chastity] [Humiliation]

**Control**

*This story takes place in the near future, where in place of mass amounts of medications and prescriptions, some people have opted to have microchips implanted to control everything from insulin, hormones, pain management, and many other things.*

A few years ago, my girlfriend, Maddie, had some issues with depression and anxiety. It became so bad that she was having trouble at work and by the time she got home she was too drained from the day for anything else. After months of struggling, she decided to get the implant to help her. It was unreal how quickly the new implant took effect. She no longer had panic attacks and seemed to feel more talkative than before. The problem was that after she got the chip, Maddie seemed to lose all interest in sex. She was never in the mood, never. We went months without sex.

A few weeks ago while having a few drinks after work, a friend of mine told me that the microchips could be hacked. He worked in the industry and if someone had access to the person’s chip they could manipulate the settings. It was a huge issue with the chips they were working on fixing.