Consensual Sex

The Road Trip Pt.1

The last time I went to Mikes place I was the recipient of one of the most intense gangbangs in my life. After that experience I thought things would never be the same between Mike and I. Luckily, I was wrong about that. Mike and I started going out a few times a month. He really treated me right and always treated me with respect, which was important to me. I never wanted or expected anything serious but I did not want Mike to not want me around unless he had ten guys for me to fuck. By my nature a flirt and a slut and I love to have sex so I am pretty much up for anything. Besides Mike and I hanging out quite a bit we naturally fucked each other almost anytime …

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Party_(0)

Tonight was another of daddy’s ‘contacts’ nights. He always said that in his line of work it wasn’t always what you knew but it definitely mattered who you knew and it was important to keep his contacts keen. That’s where I came in, along with my older sister Louise. We had both been in infancy when daddy started grooming us and now it was just a way of life for us to have sex with him or anyone else he wanted us to. It was also good fun being the centre of attention with so many important people and the feeling of power it gave us over them was fantastic. These contact nights were pretty frequent and took place at our house or at one of the contact’s houses and they were all big parties. …

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Night Shift_(0)

This started one night when I was working the night shift . It was late around 2 in the morning, all was quiet on our floor. It was me and two other nurses working , one other female and a male nurse , I will call him Mike. Mike and I have worked together several times and he is allways flirting with me . Untill tonight it had only been just in fun . First let me tell you about myself, I am 38 yr old ,blond hair , green eyes , 5 fr 2 in tall , weight is about 115 lbs. My husban tells me I have the best ass in town. Also my husban and I were high school sweet hearts and were married right out of high school, he is the …

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Lilly’s Friends (13) Joshua – Part 1

Jenny got a Ph.D. and became a biology professor at a university. She is more than willing to stay after class and give her students some one on one extra help. Amy moved to Manhattan and became a high class escort. Maria, after a lot of encounters with both men and women, decided that she was indeed bi-sexual. She went to college and earned a business degree. While there, she met and married a bi-sexual man. They opened a swingers club in Las Vegas. Heather went to Hollywood and got her first job playing the slutty victim in a horror movie because she was willing to appear nude. No body doubles for her. She wasn’t just willing she was eager to do it. And if the casting director needed extra convincing, she was more than …

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ABBIE, YOU’RE A BAD GIRL

“Abbie, Abbie, Abbie, my God woman what have you done now.” I’m Abigail Dunsmore (nee Warton) and my loving husband Richard’s reading the mail and he certainly does not like what he’s just learned. It seems our mortgage payment to the Home Loan Society is two months in arrears. And of course I’m at fault, I manage our household finances. “Abbie, how could this have happened, where’s your sense of responsibility? I supply you with sufficient funds to meet our obligations, the expenses of running the house and adequate money for your personal needs, what have you done?” “Where’s your head dear, why do we have days like today? This morning I had no shirts ironed; you ironed one after I complained but as a consequence I was late getting to the office then I …

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Hurrying

I knew I was driving too fast, but I had to hurry. I was going to meet up with my younger sister Beth, at six pm. The thirty miles per hour that I was going was only fast if you knew I was driving in downtown Boston. I was running late – it was four-fifteen pm; I was supposed to spent some time with my boyfriend too. I sighed to myself. Oh, well. Buildings flicked past the window as I drove, the colors merging into an undefined grey in the corners of my eyes. Finally, I arrived at the flat I was happily sharing with my boyfriend. I locked the car – mindful of the neighborhood – and trekked my way up the stairs to my flat on the third floor. I was still hurrying, …

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MY LUCK WITH KATHY part 1

It was like any other day in college, the teachers with their constant shouting and the students with their constant blabbering about what is going on in other people’s lives. The bell rang and it was time for lunch. That is when she walked up to me and said ‘HI’. Her name was Cathleen, but she preferred to be called Kathy. She was 5’8 with long wavy black hair with curls at the end, fair with dark brown eyes that were powerful enough to hypnotize anyone, coupled with 34C breasts and a body resembling an upcoming model. Everyone else thought of Kathy as the usual stuck up bitch, however she was very sweet and kind. I said, “Hey, what’s up? Going out for lunch?” She replied quickly, without wasting any time, “No, I don’t feel …

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Trapped_(3)

I apologize for the lapse in stories, readers. I have a few in the works now, and I promise to post them as soon as possible. Please enjoy! I may have a betrothed, but that does not stop me from wanting freedom . . . There is very little that can compare to the crowds during Carnivale season on Sin Street. Shrouded in a bedazzled mask of scarlet and black, I delicately thread my way through the drunken revelers. My two bodyguards brace the path in front of me, insurances from my betrothed that my virtue remain reputably intact. In other words, no one is allowed to touch me – except him of course. As if my demeanor and companions do not clarify my submission, I wear a collar of equal vibrance to my mask; …

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THE WILLING SLAVE: A LOVE STORY

A young woman is devastated when her poor family sells her to be a sex slave. Things look black until she is bought one final time. CHAPTER 1 I’d be the first to admit that I went off the deep end two years ago when my beloved wife died. It was actually a blessing—she had withered away over a fourteen month ordeal from some disease I had never heard of and never want to hear of again. I went out and bought a Lamborghini, spending more than a quarter million dollars. I drove around in 55 mph speed zones doing 100 or more. I told you I was acting crazy. Fortunately, I sold it before I killed myself. I also bought a motorcycle, a big Harley, grew my hair long, added a scraggly beard and …

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What a night!!

Its Friday night and I’d gone out for a few drinks with some friends from work. It was really warm so Id dressed up really nicely, wearing a crop top and a skirt. I had also spent some time applying a small layer of make up and making my hair look nice. All in all, I was feeling really good about myself and was looking forward to having a good night out. “Yo Amara!” My best friend called from the bar as I walked back from the bathroom. “Whatcha drinking?” I smiled at her. She was goddamn stunning. It was no surprise I never met a guy when I was with her. She was beautiful and sexy and amazing, and I was short and a little bit too skinny for my liking. I had tried …

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The Field

Amy was out for a nature walk. The trail she always walked was twisted and meandered through the thick bush for miles and miles up in the northern outskirts of the town she lived in. As she passed her favorite creek she could hear what she thought was arguing coming from down a dirt trail that followed the creek. She was not one to ever be nosy, but thought she would investigate where the noise had originated from. As she followed the path the arguing became louder. She knew she was close as it was now very loud and clear. She could tell it was a male and female. Amy could see a couple in a grassy field which grew parallel to the creek. The grass was fairly long and resembled a wheat field. In …

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Maria_(2)

As part of my education for becoming a veterinarian I was required to do some work with a large animal veterinarian. My coordinator had recommended a Dr. Miller who did work with farmers in the southern part of the state about a 2-hour drive away. He said Dr. Miller had worked with many veterinary students and was very good at explaining why things were being done and not just what was being done. He was also good at having the student do the job and not just observing. This sounded good to me. He called the doctor and we arranged for me to work with him the next week. Monday morning I left my apartment at 4:00 in the morning for the 2-hour drive to meet Dr. Miller at his office between 6:00 and 6:30. …

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The Hunger, Part Two

This is part two of a story originally posted here on June 16. 2011, involving a near-immortal man who calls himself John Smith, and a young woman he re-names Azelia after he takes her as his life-mate. They are members of the clan of Us, a race of beings somewhat like vampires. They exist by feeding on the sexual fluids of their victims, rather than blood. The do not kill; they seduce their victims into allowing them to feed on the product of their loins. Enjoy. * * * * * The insistent ring of the bedside phone woke me. I moved Azelia slightly so I could reach the annoying thing. “Hello?” I said. “Good morning, Mr. Smith. This is your ten o’clock wake-up call, as you requested. Would you care for breakfast, sir? We …

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New York City Submissive Female – Chapter 4

Phil hurried to the address in the morning. It turned out to be a newsstand. Why had she brought him here? His eyes wandered, as usual, to the top shelf. *** 1983 it was. Summer. Phil wandered into the motel newsstand. He was looking for comic books. There was an issue of Playboy. It was the Dirty Book, the one Good Boys Aren’t Supposed to Read. Normally it was on the top shelf. But not today. Someone had put it where they shouldn’t. Dark whispers were spread about Playboy at school. It was said to have pictures of women in it, women with no clothes on. Phil wondered what sort of man read it. Surely women would feel very uncomfortable in front of someone like that. He could not imagine ever admitting to such a …

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My daughters dildo epilogue

EPILOGUE We spent the rest of that night fucking. Nicole showed me mercy and allowed me a couple naps along the way, but I was shooting blanks for most of it. I still can’t get over how much sex that girl needs. Beyond that, I’m just happy that she’s so good at getting me hard even when I think I’ve reached my limit. I ended up booking the hotel room for another night and we got more than our money’s worth out of it. I can’t really say things returned to normal over the next couple of weeks at home only because what we were doing was so far from normal that we couldn’t really be sure what that was anymore. We did, however, find a routine that seemed to work for us. Nicole played …

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Reading Allowed, Pt.5

READING ALLOWED, Part 5 By lamignonne and Zenmackie All night? His words reverberated in Marie’s mind. Did he mean he was going to let her spend the night with him? She fervently wished he would. She so badly wanted him to hold her…and maybe he’d fuck her again, for longer this time—for real, if she could manage not to come the second his cock entered her. She was so out of control with him, so dizzyingly emotional, reduced to a sobbing wreck one minute, on top of the world the next. Like now—she had never felt so gloriously sated, her body still throbbing, her muscles hot and languid from the prolonged orgasm. But even as she reveled in the dreamy aftermath of her climax, she began to notice that her pussy, incredibly, was already wanting …

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The Boss Lady Part II-Rewrite

Author’s Note: This is a rewrite of a story that I wrote some time ago. It was my first multipart story, in fact so, before you start reading, there’s some things that I’d like for you to know. First, this story is not meant to be racist in any way. As you read, you will notice that there is some mention of color, but this story was not written with the intention to be derogatory towards either character when it comes to their race. This story, like all of my stories, serves to assuage certain stresses and anxieties within my life. It is fictitious closure for me. In this case, my boss, who is quite similar to Anita, is the topic of frustration that I’m fictionalizing. This story is not based on truth. It is …

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Tracy & Dad – Part Four

Once everyone was up and ready to go they all piled into the SUV and drove to the lakeside village just south of the cabin. John and Chris got dropped off at the marina to get the boat and do some fishing. The girls were going to do some shopping in town and grab lunch at the coffee shop. They would meet up again around three at the marina. “What time is it,” Nicole asked Tracy. Tracy was staring at her phone and didn’t look up as she replied, “Five after three.” They were sitting in the marina parking lot waiting for John and Chris. Nicole was people watching while Tracy texted and Cassie played a game on her phone. They had had a good day together exploring the small shops in the village. After …

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Kinky Camping: Day 1

Kinky Camping: Day 1 I rode in the back of one of the trucks. Not the back seat. In the bed. I had been stripped naked and tied, spread eagle, in the bed of the truck. I was blindfolded and gagged during the whole ride. When we stopped for gas, Sir made sure to reach in the bed and play with me a bit. He squeezed my tits, fingered my pussy, and gave me a hard slap between the legs and a slap to each tit. We we’re going to meet up with some of his buddies for a camping trip. The others had headed up yesterday, and we would be joining. One of the guys owns some land along the lake, and the group of them enjoyed camping trips to fish and relax. Sir …

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Detour #2

The week passed with frustrating slowness for both Tim and his sister Anna. After their detour on the previous Sunday evening as Tim drove Anna back to her student nurses’ residence, after Tim’s touches that brought Anna to the most shattering orgasm that she’d ever had, neither could wait for the following weekend when their parents had announced that they’d be away at friends’ cabin. Anna cracked with the wait before her brother did, phoning on Wednesday evening. “How about a short, you know, drive, Tim? Maybe up to the park,” alluding to their regular Sunday evening parking spot. “I know, sis, I know. I want it as badly as you do but I have to study for a quiz tomorrow. And I want to wait, believe it or not. I want it to be …

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