Batgirls – Falcone’s Revenge Issue 1&2 [NC][Bond][Humil][creampie]

Tags/Warnings: Superheroines, NC/Rape, Bondage, Gangbang, humiliation, punishment,

 

Earth-669. A multiverse that looked much like Prime Earth’s.

 

Been wanting to do a Batgirl centric erotica for awhile. A dark smutty twist on the new Batgirls comic series and using an old Batman crime family would be a good way to do it.

 

Skip to Issue #2 to skip the build up and go straight for the smut.

 

Hope you enjoy.

 

 

Issue 1 – Spoiler Spoiled

 

 

It was a usual Friday night for Gotham city. All sorts of criminals were out in force due to the absence of Batman, Nightwing, and even Robin. The three were off-world helping the Justice League and Titans take care of some sort of universe ending threat. Gotham wasn’t left unprotected though.

 

At the old Gotham East Docks, a slim, feminine, hooded figure made her way up atop a tower of old containers.

 

“Oracle. I’m in position.” Spoiler said into her communication device. She creeped across a tower of containers, staying hidden in the shadows as she scanned the dock below her.

Batgirls – Falcone’s Revenge Issue 1&2 [NC][Bond][Creampie][Humil]

Tags/Warnings: Superheroines, NC/Rape, Bondage, humiliation, punishment,

Earth-669. A multiverse that looked much like Prime Earth’s.

Been wanting to do a Batgirl centric erotica for awhile. A dark smutty twist on the new Batgirls comic series and using an old Batman crime family would be a good way to do it.

Skip to Issue #2 to skip the build up and go straight for the smut.

Hope you enjoy.


Issue 1 – Spoiler Spoiled

It was a usual Friday night for Gotham city. All sorts of criminals were out in force due to the absence of Batman, Nightwing, and even Robin. The three were off-world helping the Justice League and Titans take care of some sort of universe ending threat. Gotham wasn’t left unprotected though.

At the old Gotham East Docks, a slim, feminine, hooded figure made her way up atop a tower of old containers.

“Oracle. I’m in position.” Spoiler said into her communication device. She creeped across a tower of containers, staying hidden in the shadows as she scanned the dock below her.

Indian Girl and the Landlord 2: Deeper into the web

*FLASH* a closeup of clean-shaven pussy!
Darkness
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*FLASH* dark fingers riding up a bare thigh.
Darkness
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*FLASH* sweet moaning sounds.
*FLASH* pouty lips with red lipstick parted.
Darkness
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*FLASH* The sweet smell of roses and sandalwood
*FLASH* Tight dress over full supple breasts heaving up and down
*FLASH* fair legs and bare feet rubbing over a dark back
*FLASH* sweet sighs of a woman aroused
*FLASH* A tongue fervently flicking in a wet pussy lapping up the juices
EJACULATION!

Murali Krishna woke up from his wet dream. The dream had tingled all his senses – smell, vision, touch, hearing, and taste arousing him into a state of utmost ecstasy. He had never imagined that he would be reduced to ejaculating in his lungi in his sleep like a sex starved schoolboy at the stroke of puberty. Even during his school days, he had never experienced nightfall. Yet here he was decades later living that phase! Over and over in the past week he had been getting visions like these in his dreams and either they gave him a really stiff woody to take care of in the mornings or a soiled garment and bedsheet to take care of at night! This was crazy and it just needed to be taken care of.

Indian girl and the landlord [FM]

This story is divided into three sections to maintain the flow of ideas:
Chapter 1: House Hunting
Chapter 2: Life in the new house
Chapter 3: Radhika’s web

Enjoy!

**Chapter 1: House Hunting**

Radhika was new in town. She had landed a great job in Geographic Information Systems industry. The pay was good to start off her career with and that is what brought her down to a small town in the southern part of India all the way from her home in Delhi. Being a single girl and without any family in this new town, finding a home was really tough. With the duration on company provided accommodations nearing an end, she had to find a home for herself real soon. She contacted many real estate brokers but all most of them would simply not pick up her case as they knew that it was nearly impossible to find a house for her due to the conservative nature of the town. Who would be interested in renting out an apartment to a pretty, single girl? Not only will it attract a lot of untoward attention of many rowdy characters of the area but also it meant a lot of responsibility for the person whose house she would be living in. Even if a few landlords would seem to be agreeing, their wives would barge in suddenly remembering that a close nephew would be joining them soon and so the house would need to be vacated soon anyway.

No good deed something something [mf]

*repost from deleted account*

If you met me in the supermarket you would quickly forget me searching for the next item on your list. Im not that woke, nor that conservative. What few people know is one of my favorite ways to occasionally recalibrate is to go to a club and just ugly dance my ass off. I barely talk to ppl other than the bartender and thanking the DJ if given opportunity.

One night became different when I found myself quietly standing next to a curly haired red head. She was wearing a shirt and blazer, and dress pants. She looked about as out of place as me. I thought about starting a conversation but with the deafening music and since I enjoy the isolation of a crowd I left her be to go dance to a favorite song. When I came back to my favorite out of the way corner she was still there. So I introduced myself. The club was packed and awkwardly standing next to her in silence seemed worse than forced conversation, at least that’s what the alcohol told me. Turns out the conversation wasn’t that forced, and after several minutes and another drink she joined me on the dance floor. The dancing was a little awkward I’m about 6 foot, she’s probably 5’5, we barely touched, and I loved every minute. Her outfit was collected and reserved. Her smile was honest and uninhibited.

Boss and Secretary Fantasy, Part I

Upon request from a very special follower of mine, here’s my first stab at writing erotica from a male perspective: a little office sex fantasy to brighten up the workweek!

So tonight is the night before the proverbial big deal is to close. Tomorrow morning the head guy on the sell side, and I,and all of our various lieutenants and flunkies will be sitting on opposite sides of the large oak boardroom table, having a metaphorical dick measuring contest, as some have taken to calling it, to see who gets the better end of this deal. Millions are st stake and tensions are high, but this…

THIS is what I live for: modern day single combat against a worthy adversary

Well, that and other things…

I’m hunched over my desk, brow furrowed as I pore over piles of documents and financial esoterica, probing for any potential weakness in tomorrow’s strategy.

All of the clock-watchers have gone home, and The office is dimly lit, save for my desk lamp and, hundreds of feet below us, the red and white river of late-night traffic visible on the highway outside my floor to ceiling window

37 [M] NJ – Wife’s friend and I cuckhold/cuckquean her husband and my wife

A couple of years ago, my wife (let’s call her Sarah) and I were out to dinner and drinks with her close friend and that woman’s husband (let’s call them Emma and Will). The four of us have been friends for a while, though the girls have known each other much longer. We’ve always been super open with each other about our sex lives and things we’ve tried and/or want to try. They’re a fun couple and we always have a blast hanging out, though we had never played together as a group.

This particular night the subject of cuckholding came up, and Will admitted he thought the idea of watching Emma with another man was hot. To my surprise, Sarah spoke up and said she had also fantasized about me and other women. We discussed exactly what about these fantasies appealed to the two of them and discovered they both have a bit of a humiliation kink. Of course, the drinks continued to flow and the convo turned more and more charged.

Kinky trolls, dickbait, & Dante’s BBC+Karen

One of my biggest fantasies doesn’t even get me off, physically that is. Maybe it’s less of a kink and more like sexualized trolling….dickbait if you will, which both may or may not be terms I made up for the purpose of this post. Just hear me out on the concept!
Its an onlyfans page but with the target audience of those extremely self-righteous bordeline culty religious types who are intolerant of anyone but the pastor and Jesus Christ. You know, the ones who believe sex should only be done once every two years for procreative purposes only, while as clothed as possible, in missionary because the name “missionary” alone indicates that it is the true and only way that God intended us to committ sins pertaining to pleasures of the flesh….and heaven forbid if you let out even the slightest of moans indicating pleasure then you are to cease penetration immediately and repent via 69 “Hail Mary’s”…..BUT they’re secretly into some weird shit and were caught at least twice throughout their lives masturbating with a belt around their neck in their wife’s and or Mom’s panties. Yeah those people.

[MMF] My wife had 2 sugar daddies

My wife and I have always had a pretty open relationship. We are not afraid to tell eachother anything, reveal something or if the other did something we did not like, confront them. It’s one of the many things that has always attracted me to her. I stumbled across this sub a few months ago, and reading many stories it got me thinking about my wife. We have long talked about past boyfriends/girlfriends. But never past sexual experiences. Reading the stories posted got me thinking about my wife and wanting to ask her. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a tad bit scared.

So this past Saturday after a nice dinner out. We came home and I asked her. And much to my surprise there was a little reluctance and hesitation. I was a little surprised since that is not like my wife. But after some prying I finally got her to talk about it. And boy was I shocked.

Is [M]y Sister In Law a good girl?

This happened on Friday and I’m still coming to terms with what she meant. 90% of this is probably all in my head, but it really excited me and I would love some input. I’ve written about my interactions with my sister in law before you can read them on my profile if you are interested.

I’d booked a two night stay away this weekend for my wife’s birthday. It’s a place near the coast and somewhere we’d never been before but it was highly recommended by a friend.

We’d arranged for my wife’s sister to look after the dog, and she told us she’d make some lunch before we set off on the two hour drive, which was very nice of her.

I was playing with my dog as my sister in law prepared some lunch. My wife had left the room, and I wasn’t really paying attention to what else was going on in the room. Focused on the dog, playing fetch and praising her as she brought back her favourite toy.