Step Sister Corruption Part 101 – Day 64 A Doctor’s Request (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

Author’s notes: I decided to create an actual problem making the good doctor seem more human. Along with creating the beginnings of a character that I believe is relevant to today’s issues in our world.

True I’ve kept my character’s very politically neutral. I decided to create an actual problem for our main characters to handle that will effect one particular character’s development and eventual growth.

With that said please don’t take the views out of context or see them as MY actual view of our world and problems. I want you to see this as it’s meant to be….fictional. Though my creation is very very controversial please don’t correct it or glean something from either views other than being neutral and fictional.

I don’t want you thinking I’m pro this or anti that which is very far from the truth. So please no attacks on this segments obvious view and stance on this particular problem in our society.

As this particular problem will play into the overall character development and interaction of the current characters I believe this particular arc will be essential for my plan with the story.

Blackmail 10 – Price (F, blackmail, fiction)

After a long week of daily work for my day job I was ready to start my weekend night gigs as I got ready for tonight’s festivities my phone went off.

*Unknown: good job putting your student in her place*

How the FUCK did they find out about that?

*Me: how?*

*Unknown: i have my ways*

*Me: ok fine be cryptic. anyways I need to take out my plug and egg and put on actual underwear for tonight’s activities so please don’t shock me*

I had long ago learned not to meddle with my *admirer* with his gift nor make demands….the whole shock therapy was enough to deter even a strong minded girl like myself. Though I dared not admit the truth of what that shock therapy did to me.

Nor did I dare admit that I was disappointed that my *admirer* didn’t continue their torment and teasing in their teachings the entire week as they had remained quiet up until this moment.

[MF] The time I almost had a threesome, fun but blue balled

My ex and I were very open about our sexual desires, so one day she asked me if I’d like to see her kissing girls and I said yes of course. We’re both straight but she wanted to try kissing a girl. So we started drinking right before going to a club Saturday night, full, we got there already pretty drunk. We started dancing, drinking more and enjoying (all of this was before covid), we saw the girls working there, they looked like hooters girls, nice asses, she wanted to flirt with them but they were too busy doing their job lol, so we kept looking and dancing. My ex (she’s white) finds this hot black girl with a tiny dress almost showing up down there. She was dancing in the pole, but she wasn’t working she was just there like us, the view is super hot, we stare at her. If you had to guess you’d say she was totally single. Just pole dancing almost showing up to everyone. The pole wasn’t very high so I told my girl she should try to flirt with her. She agreed so as soon as she got down she did flirt and after a few words they almost immediately started kissing. So hot to see. Then she whispered something to my girl, I wasn’t close enough to hear. She leaves and I notice my girl made a face to me, she leaves to another part of the club with her couple whom I never noticed. My girl comes back to me and I told her how hot that was. She loved the kisses, so soft and different she said about girls vs men. I ask her what she told her, she said she invited us to share room having sex with her husband at her place. I was like husband? Damn haha. We would have loved to go but we knew it wasn’t safe so she declined the offer. Who knows what could have happened in there, we were both open enough to experiment with others like that, even more than sharing room.

Just roommates, right? Part 6 [MF]

After an intense few days with my roommates, I decide to head to my girlfriend’s for a reprieve. She wont be back from work for an hour or so but said she was happy for me to chill out there. I was hesitant as I really dislike her housemate. She’s one of those fake people who have no discernible talent, but feel entitled to judge others. When she goes on one of her pretentious rants I can’t help but look back at her in derision. My girlfriend reassured me she’d be out for the night, so I was happy for me to enter with my spare key.

I get in after an average day at work, and leave my bag in my girlfriend’s room. I head into the bathroom to shower and freshen up, but just before I can turn the tap on my phone buzzes. It’s L messaging me on snapchat.

*I’ve missed you over the last couple days. Buuut I have been keeping busy :P*

“Not Proud of Banging the Forbidden”

All of my stories are written and posted with the inspirations approval. This is for you, Princess.

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Every woman has a slut inside of her waiting to be awoken. For you, it took nine months of dating your boyfriend, Mark, and considering yourself fulfilled until you realized you were only content. Settling, instead of thriving.

But everything changed in one night. All it took was hearing your friend and roommate, Lisa, in the throes of her own orgasms from the room across the hall. Her boyfriend, Andrew, was over that night, and up until now you hadn’t thought much about him. He was your boyfriend Mark’s best friend, who you had set up with Lisa a few months previously. You never thought anything sexual about him, but tonight it felt like a switch got flicked on your brain. A little voice that whispered in your ear “Why does she get to moan like that? Why didn’t I make those sounds just now while having drunken sex with my boyfriend?”

And once your hand found it’s way to your clit and you felt how wet you were, that right there was the moment your inner slut woke up.

I played with myself while in bed with my best friend 19[FF]

It happened on a residential trip that I took last year with my best friend. We’d been saving up for ages for this trip and we were so excited to be there, living together for a whole month. The only downside of this was that I never had any time to myself and I have an incredibly high libido. I typically masturbate everyday at a minimum and when I don’t I just get super frustrated. You can only imagine how I was after a week or so of this. The showers were cold and I could never manage to play with myself in there and at night I shared a double bed with my friend.

Like I mentioned it had been a week or so since I’d last had an orgasm and I felt like I was going crazy. I honestly couldn’t think straight, I’d daydream about sex constantly and I’d even have to change my panties because of how worked up I kept getting. One night, I was laying in bed with my friend watching a film with my headphones in when a sex scene came on. I looked over and she seemed to be asleep (it was pretty late by this point) though I still tried to put the thought out of my mind. The more I watched though, the wetter I could feel myself getting. Watching the woman’s face full of pleasure. I wanted to feel that good and before I knew it I had slid a hand into my panties.

Gentle Persuasion MF straight

We’d both tried, and this time it was me that stepped forward, but about something entirely else. You were kneeling down loading clothes in the dryer, when you noticed me standing beside you… and there was that bright look, like “What’s up?” I told you “I want to do something really special for you.” Suddenly you stood and melted in to me, and with a quick peck, you said “And I want to do something for us. Meet me in the bedroom in an hour, and let’s discuss it”

15 minutes later, you came through with 2 stiff drinks, handed me one and said “get this down you before you come in.” and continued to rush around surrounding the bed with everything we needed including snacks. The urge to merge rose to the point that we were undressed and in bed 10 minutes later. As your finger trailed over my chest, you said “Let’s get this done, and do it again.” You were aggressive, and I closed my eye’s to keep up. It was very short and satisfying for both, then the ‘over with’ part returned, and you went to work.

[FM][Cheating] Fucking another boss

At this point in my life I was 23 years old and I was working as an intern at an accounting firm. It was my first job out of Uni and I was about a year in. I had been loaned out from my team for an important project for the firm. The project was led by Tony.

Tony was a partner with a reputation as a bit of a player around the office. I knew he was a flirt because he had been going out of his way to flirt with me since the day I joined, along with half the other female interns. He was about in his early forties, tall, black hair, nicely trimmed beard and piercing brown eyes. I found him extremely attractive, so I returned his flirty attention gladly. There were rumours that he liked to cheat on his wife, but I had no idea if they were true or not at the time.

[F][NB] Met a stranger at a gas station and let them fill me up…

I hadn’t anticipated how difficult it would be to leave my ex-wife’s bed this morning, but it was. I had woken up at 6AM, my eyes immediately alert to the rising sun, body flushed with anxiety. It had taken hours to fall asleep the night before, but I wasn’t tired. Anticipation will do that to you. While I stared at the ceiling waiting for a more appropriate waking time, my ex-wife slept soundly, dirty blond hair fanning around her cherubic face. The soft fuzz on her cheek glowed in the morning light, and I was tempted to stroke it with the back of my fingers, as I had so many times before, but I didn’t.

We hadn’t shared a bed since we decided to amicably separate – me sleeping in the guest room, her in our bedroom. Formerly our bedroom. At first I thought sleeping without her next to me would be difficult, even though we hadn’t been intimate in years, but I adapted quickly. I did, at times, miss her heat. The night before I moved across the country seemed like a good time for a small ask; one last shared night in our (her) bed. I would have enough time to sleep alone. She, angel that she is, of course obliged me. It is her nature to be kind. We got dressed in our pajamas separately, forcing an undoing of our previous unabashed intimacy.

[F][NB] Met a stranger at a gas station and let them fill me up…

I hadn’t anticipated how difficult it would be to leave my ex-wife’s bed this morning, but it was. I had woken up at 6AM, my eyes immediately alert to the rising sun, body flushed with anxiety. It had taken hours to fall asleep the night before, but I wasn’t tired. Anticipation will do that to you. While I stared at the ceiling waiting for a more appropriate waking time, my ex-wife slept soundly, dirty blond hair fanning around her cherubic face. The soft fuzz on her cheek glowed in the morning light, and I was tempted to stroke it with the back of my fingers, as I had so many times before, but I didn’t.

We hadn’t shared a bed since we decided to amicably separate – me sleeping in the guest room, her in our bedroom. Formerly our bedroom. At first I thought sleeping without her next to me would be difficult, even though we hadn’t been intimate in years, but I adapted quickly. I did, at times, miss her heat. The night before I moved across the country seemed like a good time for a small ask; one last shared night in our (her) bed. I would have enough time to sleep alone. She, angel that she is, of course obliged me. It is her nature to be kind. We got dressed in our pajamas separately, forcing an undoing of our previous unabashed intimacy.