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[ { "content": "As a prank a witch detached your cock and suctioned it to the shower in the girl's dorm. Neither of you expected how frequently it was going to be used, nor knew that it couldn't get soft again!", "role": "user" }, { "content": "Okay, Aggie. Haha, very funny. Now, give me my cock back, Todd said firmly. His pants were tossed to the side, though his blue buttonup remained in place. His brown eyes stared intently into the petite witchs blues. \n\nAbout that Aggie picked at her fingernails anxiously, trying to find the right words. \n\nWhat? About my cock? The cock **you** stole from me as some sort of- Todds eyes got big, somewhat zoning out. I wha- where? He started before biting his lip. \n\nI well its not here, Todd. Thats why I cant give it back I thought it would be funny to turn it into a suction dildo? Aggie smiled demurely and brushed her curly brown hair behind her ear. Her hat did a good job of hiding her face most of the time, but she kept it back, trying to gauge Todds reaction or get a laugh at the least. Todds eyes focused on the wall ahead of him and he seemed lost to something else. \n\nWhere did you put it? He asked, his gaze suddenly focusing on the inexperienced witch. \n\n****\n\nSo it just appeared? Cindy asked. Her white towel covered her body. She was still sweaty from drill team practice, but all of the other sorority girls seemed fascinated by this mysterious dildo. \n\nYeah. No one knows when it appeared, but Julie was in the shower, and said it wasnt there. When Kristi stepped in to take her shower, she noticed it. We all blamed Julie, but-\n\nI *swear!* That thing is not mine. Yall know I would get something bigger than that! She laughed. Her hair was still damp, now bundled up in the towel resting on the top of her head like a birds nest. The chorus of sorority girls crowded around laughed and nodded in acknowledgment. \n\nOkay, so what do we do with it? Have we tried just taking it off the wall? Cindy stepped forwards. Its kinda gross because we dont know where its been but \n\nShe reached forwards and wrapped her hand around the base. She gave the toy a tug, but it didnt budge. Oh she considered how strong the suction cup must be. The petite brunette gave it another tug, to no avail. She slid it up the shower wall, back down, but the suction cup seemed affixed. There was no removing this toy. \n\nOkay well I still need to shower. So get out and well call maintenance to come take it off later, she instructed. The other girls all nodded in agreement, standing to leave. \n\nNo horseplay, okay Cin? We dont know where that thing has been, Julie teased. She winked at her brunette sorority sister and turned to leave as the faucet turned back on. \n\nCindy dropped her towel and stepped into the shower. As she bathed, she couldnt help but think about that dildo. It didnt feel like silicone. It felt real. She would almost say fleshy, if that word didnt sound so disgusting in her mouth. Regardless, her eyes couldnt resist falling onto the dildo every time her back was to the shower head.\n\nNow that she looked at it closer, it *did* seem to be throbbing? \n\nCindy crouched down and got close to it. She put her face right up against the material and gave it a sniff. It didnt smell like silicone. Or like lube. It smelled like a man. Shed gone down on more than one boyfriend and she knew the scent of a mans undercarriage. \n\nFucking weird, she whispered to herself. Her hand seemed to operate on its own, moving to the shaft and grasping it. Again, she couldnt help but think about how real it felt. But kinda cool. \n\nCindys hand was almost the perfect size for the cock. Her fingers wrapped around it fully, while still leaving enough space for her to stroke it. And stroke it, she did. \n\nA few strokes and a small bubble of precum spurted from the tip. Cindy stepped back, surprised but the sudden emergence. Something drew her back, though. \n\nIn her head, she justified it as a trick of the light. Water must have accumulated from the shower steam and seemed to be the clear precum shed seen before. Despite her hesitations, Cindy wanted to taste it. \n\n****\n\nA fucking SORORITY HOUSE?! Todd groaned. He could feel something holding his cock, stroking it slowly. He could feel the precum pass out of the tip, and the sudden disappearance of sensation as the user withdrew. \n\nAggie, you gotta get it back. This isnt- Todd gasped as he felt his cock enveloped by a warm, wet orifice. \n\nIsnt what, Toddy? Aggie taunted. She stepped up to her crystal ball and waved her hands around it. She whispered a spell that she had mastered after years of practice, opening up a small window to the bathroom that she had left the cock. \n\nToddy? Cat got your cock? Is something *distracting you?* her words were cruel now. She watched the brunettes head bob up and down on the cock. She could tell the girl was skilled both from watching her work and from Todds reactions. \n\nFuck- Todd gasped. The girl was relentless. She sucked his cock like her life depended on it or like she hadnt had cock in a while. \n\nOh, I probably should tell you I did some pheromonal enchantments on the cock. This is part of the prank, of course. The girls of that house will be *highly motivated* to play and your cock wont get soft, Aggie explained, though she couldnt tell if Todd was listening or not. Well, it shouldnt enchantments can be tricky and Im still learning.", "role": "assistant" } ]
As a prank a witch detached your cock and suctioned it to the shower in the girl's dorm. Neither of you expected how frequently it was going to be used, nor knew that it couldn't get soft again!
Okay, Aggie. Haha, very funny. Now, give me my cock back, Todd said firmly. His pants were tossed to the side, though his blue buttonup remained in place. His brown eyes stared intently into the petite witchs blues. About that Aggie picked at her fingernails anxiously, trying to find the right words. What? About my cock? The cock **you** stole from me as some sort of- Todds eyes got big, somewhat zoning out. I wha- where? He started before biting his lip. I well its not here, Todd. Thats why I cant give it back I thought it would be funny to turn it into a suction dildo? Aggie smiled demurely and brushed her curly brown hair behind her ear. Her hat did a good job of hiding her face most of the time, but she kept it back, trying to gauge Todds reaction or get a laugh at the least. Todds eyes focused on the wall ahead of him and he seemed lost to something else. Where did you put it? He asked, his gaze suddenly focusing on the inexperienced witch. **** So it just appeared? Cindy asked. Her white towel covered her body. She was still sweaty from drill team practice, but all of the other sorority girls seemed fascinated by this mysterious dildo. Yeah. No one knows when it appeared, but Julie was in the shower, and said it wasnt there. When Kristi stepped in to take her shower, she noticed it. We all blamed Julie, but- I *swear!* That thing is not mine. Yall know I would get something bigger than that! She laughed. Her hair was still damp, now bundled up in the towel resting on the top of her head like a birds nest. The chorus of sorority girls crowded around laughed and nodded in acknowledgment. Okay, so what do we do with it? Have we tried just taking it off the wall? Cindy stepped forwards. Its kinda gross because we dont know where its been but She reached forwards and wrapped her hand around the base. She gave the toy a tug, but it didnt budge. Oh she considered how strong the suction cup must be. The petite brunette gave it another tug, to no avail. She slid it up the shower wall, back down, but the suction cup seemed affixed. There was no removing this toy. Okay well I still need to shower. So get out and well call maintenance to come take it off later, she instructed. The other girls all nodded in agreement, standing to leave. No horseplay, okay Cin? We dont know where that thing has been, Julie teased. She winked at her brunette sorority sister and turned to leave as the faucet turned back on. Cindy dropped her towel and stepped into the shower. As she bathed, she couldnt help but think about that dildo. It didnt feel like silicone. It felt real. She would almost say fleshy, if that word didnt sound so disgusting in her mouth. Regardless, her eyes couldnt resist falling onto the dildo every time her back was to the shower head. Now that she looked at it closer, it *did* seem to be throbbing? Cindy crouched down and got close to it. She put her face right up against the material and gave it a sniff. It didnt smell like silicone. Or like lube. It smelled like a man. Shed gone down on more than one boyfriend and she knew the scent of a mans undercarriage. Fucking weird, she whispered to herself. Her hand seemed to operate on its own, moving to the shaft and grasping it. Again, she couldnt help but think about how real it felt. But kinda cool. Cindys hand was almost the perfect size for the cock. Her fingers wrapped around it fully, while still leaving enough space for her to stroke it. And stroke it, she did. A few strokes and a small bubble of precum spurted from the tip. Cindy stepped back, surprised but the sudden emergence. Something drew her back, though. In her head, she justified it as a trick of the light. Water must have accumulated from the shower steam and seemed to be the clear precum shed seen before. Despite her hesitations, Cindy wanted to taste it. **** A fucking SORORITY HOUSE?! Todd groaned. He could feel something holding his cock, stroking it slowly. He could feel the precum pass out of the tip, and the sudden disappearance of sensation as the user withdrew. Aggie, you gotta get it back. This isnt- Todd gasped as he felt his cock enveloped by a warm, wet orifice. Isnt what, Toddy? Aggie taunted. She stepped up to her crystal ball and waved her hands around it. She whispered a spell that she had mastered after years of practice, opening up a small window to the bathroom that she had left the cock. Toddy? Cat got your cock? Is something *distracting you?* her words were cruel now. She watched the brunettes head bob up and down on the cock. She could tell the girl was skilled both from watching her work and from Todds reactions. Fuck- Todd gasped. The girl was relentless. She sucked his cock like her life depended on it or like she hadnt had cock in a while. Oh, I probably should tell you I did some pheromonal enchantments on the cock. This is part of the prank, of course. The girls of that house will be *highly motivated* to play and your cock wont get soft, Aggie explained, though she couldnt tell if Todd was listening or not. Well, it shouldnt enchantments can be tricky and Im still learning.
[ { "content": "His female best friend gives him a special Pocket pussy that is vaguely shaped like a woman. When he trys it out, he is amazed how real it feels. What he does not know, is that its functioning like a voodoo doll of her. And she did not know how often he would use it, or that he is that hung!", "role": "user" }, { "content": "Tom lay awake in his room that felt way to hot for this time of year. He couldn't seem to find some sleep and felt wide awake. He watched at his clock and saw that it was 2am already. He definatly needed some sleep...maybe some jerking of would help he thought.\n\nAs his hand wandered to his cock, his mind wandered to the joke birthdaypresent Lisa had given him the day before. Since he was single, she had found it funy to give him a jerk of toy, his very own fleshlight, or as she jokingly called it: a pocket pussy. In his drunken state he had laughed Long with her and had put it away. \"Why not use it now?\"he thought. Not because she ment it as a joke that he shouldnt use it...\n\nTom got out of bed, already semi-hard, getting the toy out of the drawer he had tossed it in. As he was planning on adding some lube, he felt the toy was already wet. \"Huh, a self lubricating toy? Neat! Must have some internal lube container\"he tought. I'll look into refilling it tomorow.\n\nHe quickly went back over to his bed and positioned the toy on the tip of his dick. \"Wow this feels amazing already, almost like the real deal!\"He started to push his dick in and felt some resistance. More then he expected from such a plastic toy. He lifted the toy up and started to slowly fuck it untill his whole dick was inside it. \"Howly shit this feels tight\"\n\nIt didnt take long for him to pump up the speed of moving the toy along his shaft. Long strokes. That's what he liked the most. So every time he took the toy almost completly off his cock and then thrust back into it untill his cock was inside it, the toy juuuuust large enough to contain his cock. After a minute or 10 he shot a massive load in the toy and fell asleep, the toy still around his cock.\n\nThe next day he woke up, ready for a slow saturday and quickly noticed the morning wood he had. He felt under the blanket felt his hand touching something really soft laying next to him. \"Hmm i like how pussy feels\"he tought. He felt around a bit and suddently realized that he couldn't be touching a real pussy, since he was single and alone in his bed. What the hell am i feeling then? He looked under the blanket and found the toy next to him. He smiled thinking back of how amazing it felt during the same night. \n\nEhehe looks like little Tom is up for another round he thought as he moved to line the toy up with his morning wood. Since had had cum just a few hours earlier it took him a while, around half an hour to cum again. \"Howly shit, this feels amazing! This is the best toy ever, i should thank Lisa.\"He thought, jist then realizing that thanking her for giving him a sextoy would be awkward as hell...\n\nHe went around his day and after lounging in the couch for a couple of hours he realized that he hadn't stopped thinking about the toy and hadn't stopped feeling horny either. Hell, why not he tought. Last time he was this horny he was just out of college, 10 years ago. Might aswell get the most out of it!\n\nHe went back to his bedroom to search for the toy, found it and walked back downstairs to his living room. Didn't take long for him to be almost balls deep into the toy again, enjoying the fact that this pocket pussy could take his whole dick without a woman being attatched to it complaining about him going to deep to fast. No warm up, just a tiny bit of lube and the toy seemed to provide the rest of the lube itself! Awesome!\n\nThat weekend Tom used the toy many, many more times. Every time he was more and more amazed of how real everything felt. He hadn't expected a plastic toy to ever feel this real! It didn't even feel like it was made of plastic!\n\nAfter his 6th orgasm of the weekend he received a call from Lisa. Since he hadn't anything planned, he decided it could wait untill monday. \"Nothing that couldn't wait untill his next couple of orgasms, right?\"He tought as he put his phone away.\n\nWhen he picked up his phone again on sunday evening he found he had 4 more missed calls from Lisa. \"Strange, she normally called only one time and then waited for him to call her back.\"\n\nHe tried to call her back while absentminded fondling the pocket pussy he was about to fuck again. He had lost track of how many times he had used it and it was almost always within hands reach since his 5th orgasm of the weekend. Since Lisa didn't pick up the phone, he decided to ask her about it tomorrow and shifted his attention again on the toy he was holding. \"Probably the last time for today\"he tought, since his cock was sorer then he ever remembered, even more sore then during spring break!\n\n*monday morning*\nTom woke up, his dick al sore from the uncountable times he fucked the toy. He quickly shut of his alarm, walked into the shower and ran to get his train in time to get to work.\nRushing into the office building he clocked in walked more relaxed to his desk. On his way there he stopped at the desk of his colleague who looked like she was tired and had gone trough an exhausting weekend: \"hey Lisa, everything allright? You called me like 4 times this weekend and didn't pick up when I called back? Something happened?\"", "role": "assistant" } ]
His female best friend gives him a special Pocket pussy that is vaguely shaped like a woman. When he trys it out, he is amazed how real it feels. What he does not know, is that its functioning like a voodoo doll of her. And she did not know how often he would use it, or that he is that hung!
Tom lay awake in his room that felt way to hot for this time of year. He couldn't seem to find some sleep and felt wide awake. He watched at his clock and saw that it was 2am already. He definatly needed some sleep...maybe some jerking of would help he thought. As his hand wandered to his cock, his mind wandered to the joke birthdaypresent Lisa had given him the day before. Since he was single, she had found it funy to give him a jerk of toy, his very own fleshlight, or as she jokingly called it: a pocket pussy. In his drunken state he had laughed Long with her and had put it away. "Why not use it now?"he thought. Not because she ment it as a joke that he shouldnt use it... Tom got out of bed, already semi-hard, getting the toy out of the drawer he had tossed it in. As he was planning on adding some lube, he felt the toy was already wet. "Huh, a self lubricating toy? Neat! Must have some internal lube container"he tought. I'll look into refilling it tomorow. He quickly went back over to his bed and positioned the toy on the tip of his dick. "Wow this feels amazing already, almost like the real deal!"He started to push his dick in and felt some resistance. More then he expected from such a plastic toy. He lifted the toy up and started to slowly fuck it untill his whole dick was inside it. "Howly shit this feels tight" It didnt take long for him to pump up the speed of moving the toy along his shaft. Long strokes. That's what he liked the most. So every time he took the toy almost completly off his cock and then thrust back into it untill his cock was inside it, the toy juuuuust large enough to contain his cock. After a minute or 10 he shot a massive load in the toy and fell asleep, the toy still around his cock. The next day he woke up, ready for a slow saturday and quickly noticed the morning wood he had. He felt under the blanket felt his hand touching something really soft laying next to him. "Hmm i like how pussy feels"he tought. He felt around a bit and suddently realized that he couldn't be touching a real pussy, since he was single and alone in his bed. What the hell am i feeling then? He looked under the blanket and found the toy next to him. He smiled thinking back of how amazing it felt during the same night. Ehehe looks like little Tom is up for another round he thought as he moved to line the toy up with his morning wood. Since had had cum just a few hours earlier it took him a while, around half an hour to cum again. "Howly shit, this feels amazing! This is the best toy ever, i should thank Lisa."He thought, jist then realizing that thanking her for giving him a sextoy would be awkward as hell... He went around his day and after lounging in the couch for a couple of hours he realized that he hadn't stopped thinking about the toy and hadn't stopped feeling horny either. Hell, why not he tought. Last time he was this horny he was just out of college, 10 years ago. Might aswell get the most out of it! He went back to his bedroom to search for the toy, found it and walked back downstairs to his living room. Didn't take long for him to be almost balls deep into the toy again, enjoying the fact that this pocket pussy could take his whole dick without a woman being attatched to it complaining about him going to deep to fast. No warm up, just a tiny bit of lube and the toy seemed to provide the rest of the lube itself! Awesome! That weekend Tom used the toy many, many more times. Every time he was more and more amazed of how real everything felt. He hadn't expected a plastic toy to ever feel this real! It didn't even feel like it was made of plastic! After his 6th orgasm of the weekend he received a call from Lisa. Since he hadn't anything planned, he decided it could wait untill monday. "Nothing that couldn't wait untill his next couple of orgasms, right?"He tought as he put his phone away. When he picked up his phone again on sunday evening he found he had 4 more missed calls from Lisa. "Strange, she normally called only one time and then waited for him to call her back." He tried to call her back while absentminded fondling the pocket pussy he was about to fuck again. He had lost track of how many times he had used it and it was almost always within hands reach since his 5th orgasm of the weekend. Since Lisa didn't pick up the phone, he decided to ask her about it tomorrow and shifted his attention again on the toy he was holding. "Probably the last time for today"he tought, since his cock was sorer then he ever remembered, even more sore then during spring break! *monday morning* Tom woke up, his dick al sore from the uncountable times he fucked the toy. He quickly shut of his alarm, walked into the shower and ran to get his train in time to get to work. Rushing into the office building he clocked in walked more relaxed to his desk. On his way there he stopped at the desk of his colleague who looked like she was tired and had gone trough an exhausting weekend: "hey Lisa, everything allright? You called me like 4 times this weekend and didn't pick up when I called back? Something happened?"
[ { "content": "You wrote it in your list as half a joke. But on Christmas morning, you awake to a big tit, big ass goth girl under your tree, half naked, Christmas plug in her ass, tied up in ribbon, and looking a little displeased.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "# All I Want for Christmas\n\nLast Christmas was a strange one, to say the least. We were in the middle of a lockdown due to the global pandemic. So my friends and I decided to have a Friendsmas. Stupid name, but it's the best we could do. The seven of us committed to each other as our bubble. No one else was allowed to enter our friend bubble to prevent any sort of potential for the virus to spread but without totally depriving ourselves of social contact.\n\nWe had a movie marathon, feasted on Chinese food, drank way too much wine and beer, and had a gift exchange. The gift exchange is where this gets interesting...\n\nEach of us wrote a letter to Santa like when we were children, and then we each picked a card at random. We all promised each other that we'd get what was on the list for the person who asked for it, as long as it wasn't over $100, and that we'd keep it a secret from one another in the weeks leading up.\n\nI opened the card I drew and read through it. I got Violet, Jake's girlfriend. Jake and I have been friends since I moved to town, and he started dating Violet right before the pandemic. They broke up since, but she's friendly enough. She asked Santa for a monstera planteasy enough. But my heart sank as I realized that no one else treated this like the joke that I thought it was.\n\nSomethingmaybe my immaturity, maybe my horninesspossessed me to write \"All I want for Christmas is a big titty goth girlfriend.\"\n\nNo one made a sound, let alone said anything to reveal whose letter to Santa they drew. If it was Jake, I know he would have burst out laughing. But no one showed their hand. Fair enough.\n\nAt the time I figured no big deal, they probably got a silent laugh out of it and would just get me something else. I'm easy to shop for. A record would do the trick.\n\nI woke up on Christmas and slept walk to the bathroom to pee. A little more awake on the return trip, I noticed the Christmas tree lights were on. I could have sworn that I turned them off before bed. I'm kind of paranoid about making sure the tree lights get turned off. I've heard some fucked up stories of people's homes getting burnt down. So I walked up to the light switch and noticed something...unusual under the tree.\n\n*No fucking way*, I thought. I blinked and rubbed my eyes. A woman was lying on her side under the tree. Her wrists and ankles were tied together with red ribbon. She was topless, her big tits resting on one another. The only article of clothing she had on were fishnets. Her hair was black as a raven's feathers with ghost-white skin. She had a fake septum ring in and fake plugs in her ears. And she had a scowl on her face that still gives me chills to this day.\n\nIt was Olivia, one of the friends in our group. She was Jake's coworker until she changed job a couple of years back. She's the one I've always had a magnetic attraction to. But it just never happenedthe timing never really worked out. As far as I knew, back then she was dating some guy long-distance who lived like four states away.\n\n\"Merry Christmas,\"she said as I walked up.\n\n\"Merry fucking Christmas to you too, holy shit,\"I said. \"Did you dye your hair last night?\"\n\n\"What's it look like you idiot?\"\n\n\"This has to be a dream,\"was all I could come up with.\n\n\"Nice wood,\"she said. I looked down and my cock was poking through the slit in my boxers. I bent over and covered it with my hands. \"Do you want to open a present early before your roommates wake up?\"\n\nI nodded my head and got down on the floor near Olivia. I started at her feet and undid the ribbon. I ran my hands up her legs, appreciating each groove in the fishnet. Then I noticed something sticking out from her large ass. It was a butt plug with the shape of a Christmas bulb on the end.\n\n\"Turn it on,\"she said.\n\nI gave the butt plug a gentle push. Olivia moaned just a little bit. The LED light in the bulb turned on and faded into white and then cycled between green, red, and white. \n\n\"Nice touch,\"I said. \"What about your long-distance boyfriend? Mark, right?\"\n\n\"I don't know what you're talking about,\"she said, smiling. \"Don't you want to kiss your big titty goth girlfriend?\"\n\nI got up next to her and kissed her. She bit my lower lip and drew some blood. I sucked it up and kissed my way down to her tits. She usually hid them beneath baggy sweaters, so I never quite realized how large they were. Her areolas were large and barely noticeable, just a slight pink. I kissed them both, flicking her nipples with my tongue.\n\n\"Do you want to take your gift for a ride?\"she asked.\n\nShe rolled over onto her forearms, her hands still tied in ribbon, and stuck her ass up in the air.\n\nI pulled off my boxers and got up behind her. I buried my face in her pussy while I worked the bulb butt plug.\n\n\"Fuck me already,\"she said.\n\nI grabbed her haunches and guided my cock inside of her. Olivia moaned with each thrust.\n\nHer ass made a loud THWACK! as I smacked it. She yelped. We both forgot that it was the early morning and there were others nearby with just a door between us as we let out subconscious groans. I later found out my roommates definitely heard us, but they didn't let me know that until months after.\n\n\"I'm gonna come,\"Olivia said. \"I'm gonna come so fucking hard, don't stop.\"\n\nThe memory of Olivia's ass jiggling as she came still sends tingles down my spine.\n\n\"Pull my hair and fuck me harder,\"she said.\n\nI fucked her as hard as I could, my balls slapping up against her. I pulled her jet black hair back in a ponytail and kissed her back.\n\n\"I'm so close, so close,\"I said. I released, filling her up with cum as my entire body melted. My cum dripped onto the floor when I pulled out. I think there may even be a stain still if I look hard enough.\n\n\"Merry Christmas, and untie my hands,\"Olivia said.\n\nAs I walked Olivia to the door, she told me that she of course knew where the spare key was. And that she knocked on my door to wake me up, even though I didn't remember there being a knock on my door. I figured I just had to pee.\n\nWhen Olivia came back later that day for the Friendsmas, it was almost as though the morning didn't happen. Everyone had a great time away from family that Christmas. When we did the \"official\"gift exchange, Olivia gave me a record. See, I said I'm easy to shop for. When I asked Olivia if she wanted to make out, or, I don't know, have sex again, after the festivities were over, all she said was, \"You know I've got a boyfriend, right?\"", "role": "assistant" } ]
You wrote it in your list as half a joke. But on Christmas morning, you awake to a big tit, big ass goth girl under your tree, half naked, Christmas plug in her ass, tied up in ribbon, and looking a little displeased.
# All I Want for Christmas Last Christmas was a strange one, to say the least. We were in the middle of a lockdown due to the global pandemic. So my friends and I decided to have a Friendsmas. Stupid name, but it's the best we could do. The seven of us committed to each other as our bubble. No one else was allowed to enter our friend bubble to prevent any sort of potential for the virus to spread but without totally depriving ourselves of social contact. We had a movie marathon, feasted on Chinese food, drank way too much wine and beer, and had a gift exchange. The gift exchange is where this gets interesting... Each of us wrote a letter to Santa like when we were children, and then we each picked a card at random. We all promised each other that we'd get what was on the list for the person who asked for it, as long as it wasn't over $100, and that we'd keep it a secret from one another in the weeks leading up. I opened the card I drew and read through it. I got Violet, Jake's girlfriend. Jake and I have been friends since I moved to town, and he started dating Violet right before the pandemic. They broke up since, but she's friendly enough. She asked Santa for a monstera planteasy enough. But my heart sank as I realized that no one else treated this like the joke that I thought it was. Somethingmaybe my immaturity, maybe my horninesspossessed me to write "All I want for Christmas is a big titty goth girlfriend." No one made a sound, let alone said anything to reveal whose letter to Santa they drew. If it was Jake, I know he would have burst out laughing. But no one showed their hand. Fair enough. At the time I figured no big deal, they probably got a silent laugh out of it and would just get me something else. I'm easy to shop for. A record would do the trick. I woke up on Christmas and slept walk to the bathroom to pee. A little more awake on the return trip, I noticed the Christmas tree lights were on. I could have sworn that I turned them off before bed. I'm kind of paranoid about making sure the tree lights get turned off. I've heard some fucked up stories of people's homes getting burnt down. So I walked up to the light switch and noticed something...unusual under the tree. *No fucking way*, I thought. I blinked and rubbed my eyes. A woman was lying on her side under the tree. Her wrists and ankles were tied together with red ribbon. She was topless, her big tits resting on one another. The only article of clothing she had on were fishnets. Her hair was black as a raven's feathers with ghost-white skin. She had a fake septum ring in and fake plugs in her ears. And she had a scowl on her face that still gives me chills to this day. It was Olivia, one of the friends in our group. She was Jake's coworker until she changed job a couple of years back. She's the one I've always had a magnetic attraction to. But it just never happenedthe timing never really worked out. As far as I knew, back then she was dating some guy long-distance who lived like four states away. "Merry Christmas,"she said as I walked up. "Merry fucking Christmas to you too, holy shit,"I said. "Did you dye your hair last night?" "What's it look like you idiot?" "This has to be a dream,"was all I could come up with. "Nice wood,"she said. I looked down and my cock was poking through the slit in my boxers. I bent over and covered it with my hands. "Do you want to open a present early before your roommates wake up?" I nodded my head and got down on the floor near Olivia. I started at her feet and undid the ribbon. I ran my hands up her legs, appreciating each groove in the fishnet. Then I noticed something sticking out from her large ass. It was a butt plug with the shape of a Christmas bulb on the end. "Turn it on,"she said. I gave the butt plug a gentle push. Olivia moaned just a little bit. The LED light in the bulb turned on and faded into white and then cycled between green, red, and white. "Nice touch,"I said. "What about your long-distance boyfriend? Mark, right?" "I don't know what you're talking about,"she said, smiling. "Don't you want to kiss your big titty goth girlfriend?" I got up next to her and kissed her. She bit my lower lip and drew some blood. I sucked it up and kissed my way down to her tits. She usually hid them beneath baggy sweaters, so I never quite realized how large they were. Her areolas were large and barely noticeable, just a slight pink. I kissed them both, flicking her nipples with my tongue. "Do you want to take your gift for a ride?"she asked. She rolled over onto her forearms, her hands still tied in ribbon, and stuck her ass up in the air. I pulled off my boxers and got up behind her. I buried my face in her pussy while I worked the bulb butt plug. "Fuck me already,"she said. I grabbed her haunches and guided my cock inside of her. Olivia moaned with each thrust. Her ass made a loud THWACK! as I smacked it. She yelped. We both forgot that it was the early morning and there were others nearby with just a door between us as we let out subconscious groans. I later found out my roommates definitely heard us, but they didn't let me know that until months after. "I'm gonna come,"Olivia said. "I'm gonna come so fucking hard, don't stop." The memory of Olivia's ass jiggling as she came still sends tingles down my spine. "Pull my hair and fuck me harder,"she said. I fucked her as hard as I could, my balls slapping up against her. I pulled her jet black hair back in a ponytail and kissed her back. "I'm so close, so close,"I said. I released, filling her up with cum as my entire body melted. My cum dripped onto the floor when I pulled out. I think there may even be a stain still if I look hard enough. "Merry Christmas, and untie my hands,"Olivia said. As I walked Olivia to the door, she told me that she of course knew where the spare key was. And that she knocked on my door to wake me up, even though I didn't remember there being a knock on my door. I figured I just had to pee. When Olivia came back later that day for the Friendsmas, it was almost as though the morning didn't happen. Everyone had a great time away from family that Christmas. When we did the "official"gift exchange, Olivia gave me a record. See, I said I'm easy to shop for. When I asked Olivia if she wanted to make out, or, I don't know, have sex again, after the festivities were over, all she said was, "You know I've got a boyfriend, right?"
[ { "content": "On one hand, it's a really good DPS boost. On the other...", "role": "user" }, { "content": "I clutched the chest piece with apprehension. From a distance, it looked like any other. From up close, I couldnt help but feel repulsed. \n\nTiera, I said to the Blood-Elf Sorceress. This thing has *eyes* in it. I show it to her, all the mystic ooze and black tentacles squirming about inside, a definiteless mass of unknowing horror. I could hear its dark whispers through the nerves of my arms, promising destruction to the current world. It was asking me to join in and meld with it to ascend the world into a damnable dimension.\n\nTiera did take a long look at it, her eyes narrowing and glowing with magic power. Yeah, I see. Its item level 325. Thats just what you need to start raiding with the rest of the guild.\n\nI couldnt help but whine, thinking of reasons to work my way out. Its literally talking to me! It says itll corrupt my chest, exhaust my vital organs! Its terrifying!\n\nTiera sighed, talking down to me. Of course I can hear it. The chest plate can speak you know.\n\n*Put me on your titties! the chestplate spoke, I will make them into a reflection of the night sky: infinitely vast and heartless.*\n\nThat doesnt sound very good.\n\n*I will fondle your chest and make sweet love to your soul.*\n\nThere you go, its an affectionate little thing. Now put it on or youll miss out on the next raid. If the sword you wants drops, I wont be holding it for you.\n\nI groaned and finally caved in as a long, slimy tentacle started to reach up my arm.\n\nFine! Just, give me a minute.\n\nDropping my current chailmail shirt to the ground, I reluctantly brought this new thing over my head. I was too afraid to keep my eyes open as I dragged it down over me, wiggling it about as I tried to work my horns through. Oh gods, I could feel it around me. *Its moving!* All that flesh and muscle against my face, I want to scream! I want to breathe, but Im going to keep my mouth closed! \n\nA sudden *bonk* and the chestplate slides down, jolting my brain and leaving a thin coat of slime on my hair. I blink, and see Tiera looking at me with her hands on my head. I thought you were stuck a little. Everything alright?\n\nYeah, everythings fine. I adjusted the fit, glad that I kept my shirt on before wearing this. I could feel the annoying touch at my armpits, but the fabric should keep it from molesting me too badly.\n\n*Your feeble barriers are no match for my extra dimensional tentacles!*\n\nThe sudden touch of the slippery appendages make my gasp in shock. They were quick to work around, sliding against every bit of skin, wrapping around my breasts and squeezing, poking at my nipples too.\n\nHelp! I yell to Tiera. I try to peel it off to no avail. It was latched on tight to me.\n\n*I will consume your pleasure! Your chesticles are mine!*\n\nIts molesting me now! And its saying some really strange things!\n\nSounds like its a bit muffled down in there, Tiera remarked, Now it sounds like its motor boating you. Stop whining, have you ever heard about that one time I found a bikini top of vibration?\n\nI moaned as I felt a multitude of tongues lap at my breasts, tickling and pleasuring me both at once. \n\nBlasted things had a higher gear score than robes woven by an arch age. Darndest thing really. Now come on, this dungeon has a two percent chance of dropping the pet I want.\n\nDragged off by my arm into the rest of the dungeon, trying not to think about all the bizarre things that were happening to my breasts, I couldnt help but wonder if that DPS boost was really worth it.", "role": "assistant" } ]
On one hand, it's a really good DPS boost. On the other...
I clutched the chest piece with apprehension. From a distance, it looked like any other. From up close, I couldnt help but feel repulsed. Tiera, I said to the Blood-Elf Sorceress. This thing has *eyes* in it. I show it to her, all the mystic ooze and black tentacles squirming about inside, a definiteless mass of unknowing horror. I could hear its dark whispers through the nerves of my arms, promising destruction to the current world. It was asking me to join in and meld with it to ascend the world into a damnable dimension. Tiera did take a long look at it, her eyes narrowing and glowing with magic power. Yeah, I see. Its item level 325. Thats just what you need to start raiding with the rest of the guild. I couldnt help but whine, thinking of reasons to work my way out. Its literally talking to me! It says itll corrupt my chest, exhaust my vital organs! Its terrifying! Tiera sighed, talking down to me. Of course I can hear it. The chest plate can speak you know. *Put me on your titties! the chestplate spoke, I will make them into a reflection of the night sky: infinitely vast and heartless.* That doesnt sound very good. *I will fondle your chest and make sweet love to your soul.* There you go, its an affectionate little thing. Now put it on or youll miss out on the next raid. If the sword you wants drops, I wont be holding it for you. I groaned and finally caved in as a long, slimy tentacle started to reach up my arm. Fine! Just, give me a minute. Dropping my current chailmail shirt to the ground, I reluctantly brought this new thing over my head. I was too afraid to keep my eyes open as I dragged it down over me, wiggling it about as I tried to work my horns through. Oh gods, I could feel it around me. *Its moving!* All that flesh and muscle against my face, I want to scream! I want to breathe, but Im going to keep my mouth closed! A sudden *bonk* and the chestplate slides down, jolting my brain and leaving a thin coat of slime on my hair. I blink, and see Tiera looking at me with her hands on my head. I thought you were stuck a little. Everything alright? Yeah, everythings fine. I adjusted the fit, glad that I kept my shirt on before wearing this. I could feel the annoying touch at my armpits, but the fabric should keep it from molesting me too badly. *Your feeble barriers are no match for my extra dimensional tentacles!* The sudden touch of the slippery appendages make my gasp in shock. They were quick to work around, sliding against every bit of skin, wrapping around my breasts and squeezing, poking at my nipples too. Help! I yell to Tiera. I try to peel it off to no avail. It was latched on tight to me. *I will consume your pleasure! Your chesticles are mine!* Its molesting me now! And its saying some really strange things! Sounds like its a bit muffled down in there, Tiera remarked, Now it sounds like its motor boating you. Stop whining, have you ever heard about that one time I found a bikini top of vibration? I moaned as I felt a multitude of tongues lap at my breasts, tickling and pleasuring me both at once. Blasted things had a higher gear score than robes woven by an arch age. Darndest thing really. Now come on, this dungeon has a two percent chance of dropping the pet I want. Dragged off by my arm into the rest of the dungeon, trying not to think about all the bizarre things that were happening to my breasts, I couldnt help but wonder if that DPS boost was really worth it.
[ { "content": "Their new butt plug had an interesting feature: Proximity Vibration. The more people using the same toy in close proximity, the more intense the vibration. Well, it's not like there'll be that many fellow perverts in their daily routine, right? Right?!", "role": "user" }, { "content": "Sarah shook out her nerves and stood up straight, taking a deep breath and fixing her glasses with one hand, the other holding the files tightly over her pencil skirt. The doors seemed to close impossibly slow. Finally she was alone! She pressed back against the rail running along the wall, pressing her ass firmly against it to secure the plug deep inside her and running her free hand up her skirt. Her lips gasped as her fingertips grazed against her underwear. The elevator suddenly stopped.\r \nHer hands snapped over the file, smoothing down her skirt quickly as the door opened.\r \nHer cheeks felt hot that was fine, it was a hot day, nobody would notice!\r \nThe woman from HR stepped into the elevator paying her no heed.\r \nA soft whirr started inside Sarah, she gasped at the suddenness of it, her eyes meeting the woman from HRs and finding recognition there. Their cheeks blushed, her hands tightening on the file. HR bit her lip and stared intensely at the number above the door. Both took a step away from each other toward the opposite sides. HR was gorgeous in her tight black outfit, her eyes fluttering in the suddenly impossibly slow elevator. How has Sarah never learned her name?\r \nSarah had to look away, just the sight of her knowing she felt the same thing.\r \nSarah closed her eyes, breathing in, breathing out.\r \nFuck! said HR snapping Sarah back to the world. HR reached forward to press a floor button, finally the elevator sprang to life and began to rise.\r \nS-sorry. said Sarah.\r \nI d-didnt see anything. Neither did y-you. said HR.\r \nSarah nodded. Breathe in out she bit her lip and pressed firmly to the rail, her eyes locked to the numbers to find them stalled again.\r \nThe doors opened and Claire stepped into the elevator. Her eyes suddenly went wide, Sarah feeling it too.\r \nOh fuck fuck! said Claire, Sarahs knees turned to jelly. HR put her fingers to her lips, biting back a moan.\r \nClaire turned to find the doors closed behind her. Oh f-fuck!", "role": "assistant" } ]
Their new butt plug had an interesting feature: Proximity Vibration. The more people using the same toy in close proximity, the more intense the vibration. Well, it's not like there'll be that many fellow perverts in their daily routine, right? Right?!
Sarah shook out her nerves and stood up straight, taking a deep breath and fixing her glasses with one hand, the other holding the files tightly over her pencil skirt. The doors seemed to close impossibly slow. Finally she was alone! She pressed back against the rail running along the wall, pressing her ass firmly against it to secure the plug deep inside her and running her free hand up her skirt. Her lips gasped as her fingertips grazed against her underwear. The elevator suddenly stopped. Her hands snapped over the file, smoothing down her skirt quickly as the door opened. Her cheeks felt hot that was fine, it was a hot day, nobody would notice! The woman from HR stepped into the elevator paying her no heed. A soft whirr started inside Sarah, she gasped at the suddenness of it, her eyes meeting the woman from HRs and finding recognition there. Their cheeks blushed, her hands tightening on the file. HR bit her lip and stared intensely at the number above the door. Both took a step away from each other toward the opposite sides. HR was gorgeous in her tight black outfit, her eyes fluttering in the suddenly impossibly slow elevator. How has Sarah never learned her name? Sarah had to look away, just the sight of her knowing she felt the same thing. Sarah closed her eyes, breathing in, breathing out. Fuck! said HR snapping Sarah back to the world. HR reached forward to press a floor button, finally the elevator sprang to life and began to rise. S-sorry. said Sarah. I d-didnt see anything. Neither did y-you. said HR. Sarah nodded. Breathe in out she bit her lip and pressed firmly to the rail, her eyes locked to the numbers to find them stalled again. The doors opened and Claire stepped into the elevator. Her eyes suddenly went wide, Sarah feeling it too. Oh fuck fuck! said Claire, Sarahs knees turned to jelly. HR put her fingers to her lips, biting back a moan. Claire turned to find the doors closed behind her. Oh f-fuck!
[ { "content": "They say twins sometimes know what each other is thinking, but Rose and Lily discovered years ago that they can feel what each other feel. Things get awkward when Rose finds a boyfriend, and Lily keeps finding herself in the worst places when they decide to have sex.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "*Hey lily, brad got home early and i had an awful day. can you give us like 15 minutes. i need it right now. i know ill owe you one. thx :** Rose's text came through just thirty seconds after Lily had switched her phone to silent and tucked it safely in her purse.\n\nLily and Rose had gotten used to their shared sensations as twins. Every little thing that either twin experienced, the other felt as if it was happening to them too. Lily had no problem talking while Rose brushed her teeth and the two of them even mastered blocking out the other while both women were driving (though, for a shot time, they had to commute at separate times before they got the hang of that one). Now, most little feelings were easily ignored at this point. Most everything except sex. And as Lily stepped into her CFO's office she really would have benefited from seeing her sister's text.\n\n\"Lily, have a seat,\"the tall man gestured from behind his desk with a warm smile. \"So you're here to interview for the head accounting position?\"\n\n\"Yes, Mr. Davis,\"Lily settled in with her one ankle nervously tucked behind the other. Something in this office smelled ineradicable. Sensual and tantalizing. She couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from. It smelled far to close be be from Davis.\n\nThe man sat back in his big chair and a grin crossed his wide face. \"Lily, please call me Art. In the five years we'd worked together, I don't think you'd ever called me 'Mr. Davis.\"He said with a chuckle.\n\nLily laughed along nervously. Something was off. Of course she wanted the promotion, and that could be why her adrenaline was rushing, but it shouldn't be this much. Then she felt little pricks at her lips. Brad must have just come home. No big deal. Rose is just excited to see him. That's all she's feeling. Rose knows they arranged to wait another two hours for Lily's break to get too serious. \"Sure Art,\"Lily tried to give him a relaxed smile. \"I think in the last five years I've really grown as much as I can in my current position, and could be a better asset to the company managing the entire accounting department.\"Damn, Brad is really giving Rose's lips some serious attention right now. Ohh! and her neck too.\n\nArt cleared his throat and looked down at his papers, reading the first question, \"So Lily, what makes you the best candidate for the position?\"\n\n\"Well, as you know, I already have some experience leading a small team when I worked on the Ferguson Account last spring...\"Lily's speech went into auto pilot with the answer she had prepared. Her mind continued to be plagued with distraction from Rose and Brad. Lily felt something hard pressing against her back, a wall maybe? The tantalizing smell was more powerful than ever as she felt kisses and bites all up and down her neck. She wondered if she had enough makeup on to hide how bright pink her cheeks began to feel. \"...and even with that set back, we still finished a week ahead of schedule.\"Dammit Rose! Not now!\n\n\"Great,\"Art said, thankfully keeping his shaved head down in his legal pad as he scribbled notes. \"And tell me about any experience you have resolving conflict in a team environment.\"\n\nLily had this one prepared too, but had to wait a moment. She was starting to get overwhelmed with the feeling of Brad's clothes clutched between Rose's fingers and the feeling of Brad's muscular body under Rose's palms. \"Well I did help the situation with Rachel get resolved...\"Lily bit her lip hard to keep a moan from escaping as she felt Brad's hand roughly grab Rose's breast.\n\nArt looked up from his pad, \"Yes, I remember,\"he paused, his eyes stopping before returning to his notes. Lily looked down to see what had caught his attention. Her hard nipples were poking through her blouse. Quickly she pulled her cardigan in to cover them and Art, embarrassed, dropped his gaze back to his notes. \"Uh, so, why did you approach the situation with Rachel the way you did?\"\n\nRose was laying down now. Lily recognized that sense of vertigo. She felt Brad's body above her. Kissing down her neck to her chest. He had one hand pinned above Rose's head. Lily felt the warm firmness of Brad's erection in Rose's other hand. Lily recited her prepared answer, desperately trying to stifle any indication of the arousal she was sharing with her sister. She looked over at Art as she spoke. He still had the body of the football player he was in college. His sleeves were unbuttoned and rolled up his thick forearms. Lily let her mind wonder: would Art pinning her down feel the same as Brad on Rose? She noticed a few months ago he had stopped wearing his wedding ring...that thought came rushing to the front of Lily's mind right now.\n\n\"Very good...\"Art continued, \"Can you tell me about your time management skills?\"\n\nAs Lily began discussing calendars, reminders, and notes, her mind was back with Rose and Brad. Her chest began to heave and her cheeks warmed as she felt Brad kiss his way down Rose's stomach. His hands teased her, squeezing the inside of her thighs, slowly working up, but never quite getting there. She readjusted in her chair, firmly crossing her thighs as if to try to keep Brad from reaching her sister's sex. Obviously a futile move. When his tongue finally pressed against Rose's little button, Lily had to cover her moan with a fake coughing fit.\n\n\"Jesus, Lily, are you OK?\"Art sat up strait. Lily bobbed her head up and down continuing to cough as she felt Brad's fingers tease Rose's clit as his tongue continued down her sensitive folds. \"Can I get you a drink of water?\"Art started for the door as Lily again bobbed her head in the affirmative.\n\nAs the door shut behind Art, leaving Lily alone in the office, she let out a load moan as she felt Brad's tongue on Rose's tight asshole. \"No, not now...\"Lily complained out loud. She quickly fumbled through her purse for her phone as she felt Brad grab Rose and flip her over onto her stomach. The feeling of vertigo overcame Lily and she dropped all the contents across the floor of the office. She found her phone and quickly texted, *STOP, IN A MEETING!!* Then desperately tried calling...voicemail. Dammit. Lily felt her underwear grow wet as Brad's cock slowly pushed inside Rose. She tried calling again...voicemail. Lily was on all fours, the same position she felt her twin was in. Fuck it. She gave into the pleasure for a moment and reached up and pinch her nipple. She tugged and squeezed her breast as Brad's fingers began playing around Rose's asshole.\n\nLilly heard Art returning in enough time to pull her blouse down straight, but he still found her sitting in the middle of the mess that had fallen out of her purse and a few extra buttons popped open on her blouse.\n\n\"Lily, are you alright?\"Art said offering her a hand to her feet. Lily watched his eyes as he tried desperately to not appear to be leering down at her cleavage. How cute, she thought. And how strong! She shivered as she felt him pull her to her feet. She looked up at him, knees shaking as Rose got fucked faster and faster. Lily laid a hand on Art's chest to steady herself. Her breath was ragged and her whole body shook. Art reached down and began re-buttoning her top. \"Lily, I don't know if this is a way you conceived to get the promotion, but it's not like you at all. And you know you're pretty much a shoe in. This interview process is pretty much a formality\"\n\nLily was beyond mortified. She thought she was going to get a promotion, but now would she lose her job? \"No, no, no, Art, please. It's not like that...\"she gasped as she felt Brad pull out and his mouth again returned to Rose's butt. She figured it was all over anyway. What the hell did she have to lose? She wrapped her arms around Art's broad shoulders, stood on her tip-toes, and kissed him hard. She felt a firm bulge between them. \"I want you...this isn't about the job or anything. Just fuck me, okay?\"Lily gasped sensually in Art's ear, feeling Rose's pleasure and now her own as she stepped backwards with Art's tie tightly in hand.\n\nShe quickly undid her slacks and dropped them and her underwear in one motion before jumping up on Art's desk. She spread her legs wide and cried out as Brad's cock slowly pressed into Rose's ass. Lily ripped her top open and pulled her bra down showing Art one of her breasts.\n\nArt dropped his pants as quickly as Lily had and presented a deliciously large cock. Lily ran her fingers through her trimmed bush and spread her pussy. She wanted that cock so fucking badly. She already felt the one in Rose's ass stretching and filling her. \"You're sure you want this?\"Art asked already rubbing his erection on Lily's soaked sex.\n\nLily threw her leg up on Art's shoulder, and he immediately grabbed it and thrust himself in. She collapsed on her back and let out a moan load enough to make Art lean in and cover her mouth with his wide palm. The move made Lily even more crazy. She bucked her hips into Art, forcing him to fuck her faster as she reveled in the sensation of Brad also filling her ass from behind.\n\nThis was worth losing a job for...Lily thought as she felt the two men roughly have their way. Four hands around her, Brad's hand around Rose's hips, and Art's on her mouth and the other squeezing her breast. She was glad to have Art's hand on her mouth as she came. The entire office would have known otherwise. She shivered as she came down and the two cocks kept thrusting. Then she felt Rose's orgasm sending Lily spiraling directly towards another herself. Brad pulled out and a feeling of warm cum splashed up her back.\n\nSuddenly, Art also pulled out and grabbed Lily's hair, bringing her towards him. Immediately, she wrapped her lips around him and he filled her mouth with cum as Brad cuddled and gently kissed Rose's body. What a wonderful sensation!\n\nLily's text tone went off as she swallowed, smiling up at Art. It was Rose: *Felt like you had a fun meeting ;)*\n\nOn Monday Lily was the new head accountant.", "role": "assistant" } ]
They say twins sometimes know what each other is thinking, but Rose and Lily discovered years ago that they can feel what each other feel. Things get awkward when Rose finds a boyfriend, and Lily keeps finding herself in the worst places when they decide to have sex.
*Hey lily, brad got home early and i had an awful day. can you give us like 15 minutes. i need it right now. i know ill owe you one. thx :** Rose's text came through just thirty seconds after Lily had switched her phone to silent and tucked it safely in her purse. Lily and Rose had gotten used to their shared sensations as twins. Every little thing that either twin experienced, the other felt as if it was happening to them too. Lily had no problem talking while Rose brushed her teeth and the two of them even mastered blocking out the other while both women were driving (though, for a shot time, they had to commute at separate times before they got the hang of that one). Now, most little feelings were easily ignored at this point. Most everything except sex. And as Lily stepped into her CFO's office she really would have benefited from seeing her sister's text. "Lily, have a seat,"the tall man gestured from behind his desk with a warm smile. "So you're here to interview for the head accounting position?" "Yes, Mr. Davis,"Lily settled in with her one ankle nervously tucked behind the other. Something in this office smelled ineradicable. Sensual and tantalizing. She couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from. It smelled far to close be be from Davis. The man sat back in his big chair and a grin crossed his wide face. "Lily, please call me Art. In the five years we'd worked together, I don't think you'd ever called me 'Mr. Davis."He said with a chuckle. Lily laughed along nervously. Something was off. Of course she wanted the promotion, and that could be why her adrenaline was rushing, but it shouldn't be this much. Then she felt little pricks at her lips. Brad must have just come home. No big deal. Rose is just excited to see him. That's all she's feeling. Rose knows they arranged to wait another two hours for Lily's break to get too serious. "Sure Art,"Lily tried to give him a relaxed smile. "I think in the last five years I've really grown as much as I can in my current position, and could be a better asset to the company managing the entire accounting department."Damn, Brad is really giving Rose's lips some serious attention right now. Ohh! and her neck too. Art cleared his throat and looked down at his papers, reading the first question, "So Lily, what makes you the best candidate for the position?" "Well, as you know, I already have some experience leading a small team when I worked on the Ferguson Account last spring..."Lily's speech went into auto pilot with the answer she had prepared. Her mind continued to be plagued with distraction from Rose and Brad. Lily felt something hard pressing against her back, a wall maybe? The tantalizing smell was more powerful than ever as she felt kisses and bites all up and down her neck. She wondered if she had enough makeup on to hide how bright pink her cheeks began to feel. "...and even with that set back, we still finished a week ahead of schedule."Dammit Rose! Not now! "Great,"Art said, thankfully keeping his shaved head down in his legal pad as he scribbled notes. "And tell me about any experience you have resolving conflict in a team environment." Lily had this one prepared too, but had to wait a moment. She was starting to get overwhelmed with the feeling of Brad's clothes clutched between Rose's fingers and the feeling of Brad's muscular body under Rose's palms. "Well I did help the situation with Rachel get resolved..."Lily bit her lip hard to keep a moan from escaping as she felt Brad's hand roughly grab Rose's breast. Art looked up from his pad, "Yes, I remember,"he paused, his eyes stopping before returning to his notes. Lily looked down to see what had caught his attention. Her hard nipples were poking through her blouse. Quickly she pulled her cardigan in to cover them and Art, embarrassed, dropped his gaze back to his notes. "Uh, so, why did you approach the situation with Rachel the way you did?" Rose was laying down now. Lily recognized that sense of vertigo. She felt Brad's body above her. Kissing down her neck to her chest. He had one hand pinned above Rose's head. Lily felt the warm firmness of Brad's erection in Rose's other hand. Lily recited her prepared answer, desperately trying to stifle any indication of the arousal she was sharing with her sister. She looked over at Art as she spoke. He still had the body of the football player he was in college. His sleeves were unbuttoned and rolled up his thick forearms. Lily let her mind wonder: would Art pinning her down feel the same as Brad on Rose? She noticed a few months ago he had stopped wearing his wedding ring...that thought came rushing to the front of Lily's mind right now. "Very good..."Art continued, "Can you tell me about your time management skills?" As Lily began discussing calendars, reminders, and notes, her mind was back with Rose and Brad. Her chest began to heave and her cheeks warmed as she felt Brad kiss his way down Rose's stomach. His hands teased her, squeezing the inside of her thighs, slowly working up, but never quite getting there. She readjusted in her chair, firmly crossing her thighs as if to try to keep Brad from reaching her sister's sex. Obviously a futile move. When his tongue finally pressed against Rose's little button, Lily had to cover her moan with a fake coughing fit. "Jesus, Lily, are you OK?"Art sat up strait. Lily bobbed her head up and down continuing to cough as she felt Brad's fingers tease Rose's clit as his tongue continued down her sensitive folds. "Can I get you a drink of water?"Art started for the door as Lily again bobbed her head in the affirmative. As the door shut behind Art, leaving Lily alone in the office, she let out a load moan as she felt Brad's tongue on Rose's tight asshole. "No, not now..."Lily complained out loud. She quickly fumbled through her purse for her phone as she felt Brad grab Rose and flip her over onto her stomach. The feeling of vertigo overcame Lily and she dropped all the contents across the floor of the office. She found her phone and quickly texted, *STOP, IN A MEETING!!* Then desperately tried calling...voicemail. Dammit. Lily felt her underwear grow wet as Brad's cock slowly pushed inside Rose. She tried calling again...voicemail. Lily was on all fours, the same position she felt her twin was in. Fuck it. She gave into the pleasure for a moment and reached up and pinch her nipple. She tugged and squeezed her breast as Brad's fingers began playing around Rose's asshole. Lilly heard Art returning in enough time to pull her blouse down straight, but he still found her sitting in the middle of the mess that had fallen out of her purse and a few extra buttons popped open on her blouse. "Lily, are you alright?"Art said offering her a hand to her feet. Lily watched his eyes as he tried desperately to not appear to be leering down at her cleavage. How cute, she thought. And how strong! She shivered as she felt him pull her to her feet. She looked up at him, knees shaking as Rose got fucked faster and faster. Lily laid a hand on Art's chest to steady herself. Her breath was ragged and her whole body shook. Art reached down and began re-buttoning her top. "Lily, I don't know if this is a way you conceived to get the promotion, but it's not like you at all. And you know you're pretty much a shoe in. This interview process is pretty much a formality" Lily was beyond mortified. She thought she was going to get a promotion, but now would she lose her job? "No, no, no, Art, please. It's not like that..."she gasped as she felt Brad pull out and his mouth again returned to Rose's butt. She figured it was all over anyway. What the hell did she have to lose? She wrapped her arms around Art's broad shoulders, stood on her tip-toes, and kissed him hard. She felt a firm bulge between them. "I want you...this isn't about the job or anything. Just fuck me, okay?"Lily gasped sensually in Art's ear, feeling Rose's pleasure and now her own as she stepped backwards with Art's tie tightly in hand. She quickly undid her slacks and dropped them and her underwear in one motion before jumping up on Art's desk. She spread her legs wide and cried out as Brad's cock slowly pressed into Rose's ass. Lily ripped her top open and pulled her bra down showing Art one of her breasts. Art dropped his pants as quickly as Lily had and presented a deliciously large cock. Lily ran her fingers through her trimmed bush and spread her pussy. She wanted that cock so fucking badly. She already felt the one in Rose's ass stretching and filling her. "You're sure you want this?"Art asked already rubbing his erection on Lily's soaked sex. Lily threw her leg up on Art's shoulder, and he immediately grabbed it and thrust himself in. She collapsed on her back and let out a moan load enough to make Art lean in and cover her mouth with his wide palm. The move made Lily even more crazy. She bucked her hips into Art, forcing him to fuck her faster as she reveled in the sensation of Brad also filling her ass from behind. This was worth losing a job for...Lily thought as she felt the two men roughly have their way. Four hands around her, Brad's hand around Rose's hips, and Art's on her mouth and the other squeezing her breast. She was glad to have Art's hand on her mouth as she came. The entire office would have known otherwise. She shivered as she came down and the two cocks kept thrusting. Then she felt Rose's orgasm sending Lily spiraling directly towards another herself. Brad pulled out and a feeling of warm cum splashed up her back. Suddenly, Art also pulled out and grabbed Lily's hair, bringing her towards him. Immediately, she wrapped her lips around him and he filled her mouth with cum as Brad cuddled and gently kissed Rose's body. What a wonderful sensation! Lily's text tone went off as she swallowed, smiling up at Art. It was Rose: *Felt like you had a fun meeting ;)* On Monday Lily was the new head accountant.
[ { "content": "A witch had cursed her with a body so blessed, men could not resist and fucked her on sight without thought. At first getting fucked 24/7 was terrifying. Now she casually goes to the store full of cum, gets gangbanged to sleep, and is known as the cursed freeuse slut around town.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "I actually had sex with Nicole about 4 or 5 times before I actually talked to her. The first time I saw her was at the grocery store. I mean I had heard about the effect she had on guys so I wasn't completely surprised when I inevitably ended up sliding my dick into her pussy and unloading my nuts into her right there in the cereal isle.\n\n​\n\nThe next time was at a bar, she was already occupied with a few other guys so I just jerked off onto her tits . After that I was out jogging in the park when I caught up to her jogging and we ended up banging in the bushes. The last time I remember was last election day she gave me (and a dozen other guys) a quick blowjob while we were waiting in line to vote.\n\n​\n\nI guess I had never thought of her as beautiful beyond the getting an erection and a strong desire to fill her with semen thing guys typically get around her. But then one Saturday afternoon I saw Nicole at Starbucks getting banged by a couple guys as she waited for her coffee. I got a hard-on, yes, but for some reason I stopped and waited for the guys to finish. Nicole offered up her creampied pussy to me, but instead of just fucking her I asked her \"would you want some company while you drank your coffee?\"\n\n​\n\nShe looked shocked, and it took a while before she actually realized I was serious. She closed up the bathrobe she was wearing and we sat together at a table having coffee and just talking. We were interrupted a few times by a few random guys fucking her of course, but overall it was a great first date. She was actually intelligent and interesting and was far more than just a free use cursed slut. I mean, YES, she was a cursed free use slut but there were so many more layers to her I had never seen before.\n\n​\n\nWhen I told my friends I was dating Nicole they laughed. Of course I was dating her they said, every guy in town had \"dated\"her at least once. But when I made it clear I was not joking and that I had legitimate romantic interest in the town cum rag they were shocked.\n\n​\n\n\"How....how could you even make that work? Isn't she like, getting fucked by like a dozen guys every day?\"Jim asked me.\n\n​\n\nI said we were finding ways to make it work. A lot of staying in private places away from the attention of men was a big part of it, obviously. When I introduced them to Nicole of course they fucked her with me joining in, but afterwards we all hung out and had a fairly good time beyond just the sexual stuff.\n\n​\n\nWhen it finally was time to introduce her to my family it was awkward to say the least. Dad had to have a little alone time with her while my mom and I hung out in the living room doing our best to ignore what was going on in the other room. After that was all settled, we all had a nice dinner and I guess they were starting to warm up to her. She had inner beauty to match her outer beauty.\n\n​\n\nWe were married in June and while I was the 57th guy to have my newlywed wife that day, it was still special. The curse is still a big part of our life but we have built a life outside of it. Among the stream of guys passing through our house I have even found a few new friends. My wife can't help the way she is, and I can't help the way I feel for her.", "role": "assistant" } ]
A witch had cursed her with a body so blessed, men could not resist and fucked her on sight without thought. At first getting fucked 24/7 was terrifying. Now she casually goes to the store full of cum, gets gangbanged to sleep, and is known as the cursed freeuse slut around town.
I actually had sex with Nicole about 4 or 5 times before I actually talked to her. The first time I saw her was at the grocery store. I mean I had heard about the effect she had on guys so I wasn't completely surprised when I inevitably ended up sliding my dick into her pussy and unloading my nuts into her right there in the cereal isle. ​ The next time was at a bar, she was already occupied with a few other guys so I just jerked off onto her tits . After that I was out jogging in the park when I caught up to her jogging and we ended up banging in the bushes. The last time I remember was last election day she gave me (and a dozen other guys) a quick blowjob while we were waiting in line to vote. ​ I guess I had never thought of her as beautiful beyond the getting an erection and a strong desire to fill her with semen thing guys typically get around her. But then one Saturday afternoon I saw Nicole at Starbucks getting banged by a couple guys as she waited for her coffee. I got a hard-on, yes, but for some reason I stopped and waited for the guys to finish. Nicole offered up her creampied pussy to me, but instead of just fucking her I asked her "would you want some company while you drank your coffee?" ​ She looked shocked, and it took a while before she actually realized I was serious. She closed up the bathrobe she was wearing and we sat together at a table having coffee and just talking. We were interrupted a few times by a few random guys fucking her of course, but overall it was a great first date. She was actually intelligent and interesting and was far more than just a free use cursed slut. I mean, YES, she was a cursed free use slut but there were so many more layers to her I had never seen before. ​ When I told my friends I was dating Nicole they laughed. Of course I was dating her they said, every guy in town had "dated"her at least once. But when I made it clear I was not joking and that I had legitimate romantic interest in the town cum rag they were shocked. ​ "How....how could you even make that work? Isn't she like, getting fucked by like a dozen guys every day?"Jim asked me. ​ I said we were finding ways to make it work. A lot of staying in private places away from the attention of men was a big part of it, obviously. When I introduced them to Nicole of course they fucked her with me joining in, but afterwards we all hung out and had a fairly good time beyond just the sexual stuff. ​ When it finally was time to introduce her to my family it was awkward to say the least. Dad had to have a little alone time with her while my mom and I hung out in the living room doing our best to ignore what was going on in the other room. After that was all settled, we all had a nice dinner and I guess they were starting to warm up to her. She had inner beauty to match her outer beauty. ​ We were married in June and while I was the 57th guy to have my newlywed wife that day, it was still special. The curse is still a big part of our life but we have built a life outside of it. Among the stream of guys passing through our house I have even found a few new friends. My wife can't help the way she is, and I can't help the way I feel for her.
[ { "content": "After inheriting his uncles mansion, a college Student reallises, that the maids are used to do sexual Services. Believing his uncle took advantage of them, he swears to treat them with utmost respect. Meanwhile the Maids grow frustrated from being denied to fullfill theyre favourite duty.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "\"Any luck girls?\"Gwen asked with a hopeful look on her face. The slender Asian girl had just walked into the servant's kitchen to find the other three housemaids sitting around the table. However, one look at their faces told her everything she needed to know. \"I guess not...\"\n\n​\n\n\"He won't even fuck me in the ass!\"The dark-haired woman of Spanish descent said as she looked up from the table. Gwen could only smile understandingly at the distraught Isabella. \"Lord knows I've tried! I bent over probably twenty times to \"pick things up\"and other than tenting the front of his pants, nothing!\"\n\n​\n\nAs the other girl's grumbled their agreement they discussed when everything had gone wrong. It was almost a month ago now that the old Master of the house had died. Marshall Llyod had owned the house for nearly thirty years. He passed away while on a business trip and the employees had been informed at the same time they were told that the house would be passed down to his nephew. Seth Llyod looked a bit like his Uncle in his prime but the girls soon found out the two weren't very alike. \n\n​\n\n\"Why did you have to go and fuck things up Alicia!\"The third girl chimed in, glaring at the dark-skinned fourth. \"Making him all panicked! You couldn't wait for him to just give in to his lust and make a move?\"\n\n​\n\n\"HEY! Don't blame me you cow!\"Alicia snapped back at the busty blonde. She then pouted with her thick full lips before sighing. \"I was just doing my morning duty! How was I supposed to know he'd freak out by his morning wake up blowjob!?\"\n\n​\n\nSeth had indeed flipped out when Alicia had slid beneath his covers and begun to suck on his thick morning wood. That was one way Seth was A LOT like his Uncle. Just thinking about that thick piece of long hard meat made Alicia lick her lips. But Seth apparently wasn't having it! The young college student had been mortified when Alicia had explained that this was just her daily morning duty when the Master was home but Seth had grown pale and apologized for the way she had been treated.\n\n​\n\nAfter speaking with all the staff Seth looked sickened by the fact that part of the four women's duties every day was sexual in nature. Alicia was to wake the Master up with a blowjob. Gwen was his workout coach, of course motivating the Master with a nude display of her athletic body, with some of the equipment modified so she could warm his cock as well as his muscles. The busty blonde named Janet was his cook and served all of his meals topless, her busty bosom hanging out with her thick nipples pierced for the Master's viewing pleasure. And Isabella served as the Master's bath attendant, washing his back and providing a tight huge ass for the Master's daily anal fuck. Liberally thrown in was the rotating schedule of which woman provided him their less specialized services. Seth had been, alarmed.\n\n​\n\n\"Who would have thought a boy with a big dick like that wouldn't want to fuck us!\"Janet finally muttered. \"He doesn't even stare at my chest! Do you think maybe we need to hire a butler or two?\"\n\n​\n\n\"Oh stop it,\"Gwen sighed as she sat down next to Janet and shook her head. \"I've caught him checking out your chest, and Isabella's ass. He also was still hard even after freaking out from Alicia's blowjob. I've also seen in the gym mirrors that he looks at me when he thinks I can't tell. He's straight enough.\"\n\n​\n\n\"He's just a newer generation,\"Alicia said with a groan. \"Not the type to slap the help's ass or grope them when alone with them. It's sweet, but incredibly frustrating.\"\n\n​\n\n\"Tell me about it!\"Isabella moaned in frustration. \"Poor pepito, has been running through batteries like I'm trying to power a city!\"\n\n​\n\n\"You named your vibrator Pepito?\"Janey laughed and looked at the scowling Latina before frowning as well. \"But I see your point. No one besides me has played with my tits in forever!\"\n\n​\n\nSeth had apologized for his Uncle's behavior, sworn it would never happen again. As the women had tried to explain things he had brushed them off, swearing he wasn't that kind of man and would never harass any of his employees. But now with a month of no action the four women were beginning to feel a little, pent up. Each of the women had understood what the old Master was looking for and their similar interests had drawn them to the well paying jobs not only for the money but also the perks. The Llyod family men seemed to possess a virility few men had, and while Seth seemed less inclined to act on it, a seemingly endless hunger for sex.\n\n​\n\n\"Well what do we do?\"Gwen finally chimed in as the women brooded. \"I'm getting tired of waiting for him to get blue balls and make a move. Hell, he'll probably pick up some young college girl and we'll have to listen to them fuck while still not getting any!\"\n\n​\n\nAll four women shared a look of dread. They looked at each other hoping for an answer to the situation at hand. Seth hadn't wanted to talk about it, and Alicia had said that when she tried to go in his room to wake him up the \"proper\"way his door had been locked. He also seemed hesitant to be alone in a room with any of them.\n\n​\n\n\"Oh shit, I just remembered!\"Isabella suddenly spoke up. \"He mentioned we'd be getting new uniforms!\"\n\n​\n\nA chorus of groans followed that bombshell. Each of the women's outfits were skimpy and showed off their figures to their best advantage. Janet's had a corset that made her already naturally large chest look obscene, Isabella's short skirt barely hung past her plump ass, Gwen's had stockings that highlighted her lovely legs, and Alicia's was a bit of each. They also wore leather collars around their throats and they each had a sinking feeling those were going to go away.\n\n​\n\n\"Oh fuck this!\"Isabella finally said with a growl in her voice. \"Look, that boy needs to realize that a bunch of sex-loving submissive women didn't take jobs here just to be the help. We took jobs here to be used sexually by a man we call Master!\"\n\n​\n\nNods of agreement from the other three women encouraged the Latina. While until now their more submissive tendencies had kept the four women from speaking up and insisting it seemed like Isabella had finally had enough.\n\n​\n\n\"If he doesn't set things right and start harassing us and filling us with cum I say we strike!\"Isabella continued and glanced at her approving fellow maids. \"Alicia, at dinner tonight I want you under the table sucking his cock! Janet, take your top off when you serve the food! Gwen and I will explain our demands. It's time we got things back to normal around here!\"\n\n​\n\nA cheer of agreement filled the room. Secretly each woman was hoping she was the first to be used by the new Master. Seth was an intelligent man, once they explained this was what they wanted, he couldn't say no, could he? Well, maybe he could, but with four lovely ladies throwing themselves at his young hungry cock would he?", "role": "assistant" } ]
After inheriting his uncles mansion, a college Student reallises, that the maids are used to do sexual Services. Believing his uncle took advantage of them, he swears to treat them with utmost respect. Meanwhile the Maids grow frustrated from being denied to fullfill theyre favourite duty.
"Any luck girls?"Gwen asked with a hopeful look on her face. The slender Asian girl had just walked into the servant's kitchen to find the other three housemaids sitting around the table. However, one look at their faces told her everything she needed to know. "I guess not..." ​ "He won't even fuck me in the ass!"The dark-haired woman of Spanish descent said as she looked up from the table. Gwen could only smile understandingly at the distraught Isabella. "Lord knows I've tried! I bent over probably twenty times to "pick things up"and other than tenting the front of his pants, nothing!" ​ As the other girl's grumbled their agreement they discussed when everything had gone wrong. It was almost a month ago now that the old Master of the house had died. Marshall Llyod had owned the house for nearly thirty years. He passed away while on a business trip and the employees had been informed at the same time they were told that the house would be passed down to his nephew. Seth Llyod looked a bit like his Uncle in his prime but the girls soon found out the two weren't very alike. ​ "Why did you have to go and fuck things up Alicia!"The third girl chimed in, glaring at the dark-skinned fourth. "Making him all panicked! You couldn't wait for him to just give in to his lust and make a move?" ​ "HEY! Don't blame me you cow!"Alicia snapped back at the busty blonde. She then pouted with her thick full lips before sighing. "I was just doing my morning duty! How was I supposed to know he'd freak out by his morning wake up blowjob!?" ​ Seth had indeed flipped out when Alicia had slid beneath his covers and begun to suck on his thick morning wood. That was one way Seth was A LOT like his Uncle. Just thinking about that thick piece of long hard meat made Alicia lick her lips. But Seth apparently wasn't having it! The young college student had been mortified when Alicia had explained that this was just her daily morning duty when the Master was home but Seth had grown pale and apologized for the way she had been treated. ​ After speaking with all the staff Seth looked sickened by the fact that part of the four women's duties every day was sexual in nature. Alicia was to wake the Master up with a blowjob. Gwen was his workout coach, of course motivating the Master with a nude display of her athletic body, with some of the equipment modified so she could warm his cock as well as his muscles. The busty blonde named Janet was his cook and served all of his meals topless, her busty bosom hanging out with her thick nipples pierced for the Master's viewing pleasure. And Isabella served as the Master's bath attendant, washing his back and providing a tight huge ass for the Master's daily anal fuck. Liberally thrown in was the rotating schedule of which woman provided him their less specialized services. Seth had been, alarmed. ​ "Who would have thought a boy with a big dick like that wouldn't want to fuck us!"Janet finally muttered. "He doesn't even stare at my chest! Do you think maybe we need to hire a butler or two?" ​ "Oh stop it,"Gwen sighed as she sat down next to Janet and shook her head. "I've caught him checking out your chest, and Isabella's ass. He also was still hard even after freaking out from Alicia's blowjob. I've also seen in the gym mirrors that he looks at me when he thinks I can't tell. He's straight enough." ​ "He's just a newer generation,"Alicia said with a groan. "Not the type to slap the help's ass or grope them when alone with them. It's sweet, but incredibly frustrating." ​ "Tell me about it!"Isabella moaned in frustration. "Poor pepito, has been running through batteries like I'm trying to power a city!" ​ "You named your vibrator Pepito?"Janey laughed and looked at the scowling Latina before frowning as well. "But I see your point. No one besides me has played with my tits in forever!" ​ Seth had apologized for his Uncle's behavior, sworn it would never happen again. As the women had tried to explain things he had brushed them off, swearing he wasn't that kind of man and would never harass any of his employees. But now with a month of no action the four women were beginning to feel a little, pent up. Each of the women had understood what the old Master was looking for and their similar interests had drawn them to the well paying jobs not only for the money but also the perks. The Llyod family men seemed to possess a virility few men had, and while Seth seemed less inclined to act on it, a seemingly endless hunger for sex. ​ "Well what do we do?"Gwen finally chimed in as the women brooded. "I'm getting tired of waiting for him to get blue balls and make a move. Hell, he'll probably pick up some young college girl and we'll have to listen to them fuck while still not getting any!" ​ All four women shared a look of dread. They looked at each other hoping for an answer to the situation at hand. Seth hadn't wanted to talk about it, and Alicia had said that when she tried to go in his room to wake him up the "proper"way his door had been locked. He also seemed hesitant to be alone in a room with any of them. ​ "Oh shit, I just remembered!"Isabella suddenly spoke up. "He mentioned we'd be getting new uniforms!" ​ A chorus of groans followed that bombshell. Each of the women's outfits were skimpy and showed off their figures to their best advantage. Janet's had a corset that made her already naturally large chest look obscene, Isabella's short skirt barely hung past her plump ass, Gwen's had stockings that highlighted her lovely legs, and Alicia's was a bit of each. They also wore leather collars around their throats and they each had a sinking feeling those were going to go away. ​ "Oh fuck this!"Isabella finally said with a growl in her voice. "Look, that boy needs to realize that a bunch of sex-loving submissive women didn't take jobs here just to be the help. We took jobs here to be used sexually by a man we call Master!" ​ Nods of agreement from the other three women encouraged the Latina. While until now their more submissive tendencies had kept the four women from speaking up and insisting it seemed like Isabella had finally had enough. ​ "If he doesn't set things right and start harassing us and filling us with cum I say we strike!"Isabella continued and glanced at her approving fellow maids. "Alicia, at dinner tonight I want you under the table sucking his cock! Janet, take your top off when you serve the food! Gwen and I will explain our demands. It's time we got things back to normal around here!" ​ A cheer of agreement filled the room. Secretly each woman was hoping she was the first to be used by the new Master. Seth was an intelligent man, once they explained this was what they wanted, he couldn't say no, could he? Well, maybe he could, but with four lovely ladies throwing themselves at his young hungry cock would he?
[ { "content": "In an effort to both improve customer satisfaction and employee morale, a call centre has installed Sybians (male equivalent where applicable) instead of normal chairs. During a call, customers can press 0-9 to set the intensity.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "(Feedback always welcome)\n\nHello, thank you for calling XXX. My name is Emma. How can I help you today?\n\nI hear a beep and my chair starts vibrating lightly. I can see on my screen that the customer has selected 3 for intensity. Its not normally a good sign when they start so high before the call has even started really.\n\nIm calling about a problem with my last bill. Id guess my caller was a male in his mid-40s.\n\nCan I get your name and account number please? I wriggled slightly in my seat, already feeling the effects of the constant vibrations.\n\nEdward Smith. Account number 4510672341. A ping on my computer let me know that he had bumped me up to a 4. Seriously, had I pissed him off already?\n\nI tried to keep my voice calm as I responded, although there was a slight breathiness in my voice. Thank you, Mr. Smith. Im pulling up your account right now. For verification purposes, can you tell me your date of birth and the last four digits of your social security number?\n\nHmmmph, fine, its April 17, 1972 and 1409. We were up to a 5 now and my nipples had formed stiff peaks underneath my thin silk blouse. Most customers only pushed it up to a 5 if they were really into it or really annoyed.\n\nExcellent, sir. I have your account pulled up right now. Oh shit, I could see from his account that this guy was one of our top tier members. That meantyup, he must have pressed the pound key because the toy inside of me started rotating, an option only available to our Elite members. Wh-what was the, ooooh, the, ummm, the issue on y-your invoice?\n\nI received a bill in the mail yesterday that does not reflect the payment I made to my account on Friday. My bill shows an outstanding balance of $36,114.\n\nY-yes, sir, I can look into that for you. Hmm, ohhhh, according to our system, you did p-pay your bill on August 24th and your c-current statement balance is $2,905. However, the billmmmmthe bill you received was generated on August 22nd, before your payment was made. W-would you like me to issue you an updated invoice? My hips were rocking in my chair now, chasing or escaping the intense sensations it was hard to tell. I didnt need the ping to inform me the customer had increased the level to 6, I could just feel it in my pussy.\n\nYes, but first I have another question about the bill I received.\n\nOf, yesssss, of course, sir. Id b-be happy to, ooooh, answer any q-questions.\n\nWhat the hell is this annual maintenance fee Im being charged? We were at a 7 now and oh god, it was so hard to concentrate.\n\nAhhhhAll of our m-members are charged an, mmmm, an annual fee. The $800 fee is, oh god, for all the p-premium b-benefits that come with your Eeeeee-Elite Platinum Card, such as purchase p-protection, elite h-hotel status, access, oh yesssss, to luxury airport lounges, and our personal c-concierge t-travel s-service. My forehead was beading with sweat as I tried to stay in control and remember my script. I could feel the toy rubbing against my g-spot with every rotation, the vibrating platform rubbing against my clit. The fee was waived for your first year which is why this is the first time youre seeing it on your bill.\n\nWell, Im very unhappy with this. I spend a significant amount on this card every single month and I always pay my bill on time. I would like the annual fee waived, seeing as I am a loyal and very important customer. His voice was laced with frustration and anger. And he was rightaccording to our records he was one of our highest monthly customers.\n\nUn-unfortunately, sir, oh gooooooood, Im not sure I can w-waive your fee. I bit down on my lip as I tried to keep my voice steady. I was sure he could hear my desperate pants in between every sentence. How-however, I can oooooh-offer you a $250 statement c-credit and an extra 300 po- I didnt get a chance to finish before he interrupted me.\n\nNo, oh no, no. I could just imagine him wagging his finger at me in disapproval. I want the full fee waived, and an extra 500 points for the inconvenience you caused me due to the statement error or else Im cancelling my account.\n\nIm s-sorry, sir, Im n-not authorized to, mmmmmmmm, to do that. I would n-need supervisory ahhhhhhhh-approval for anything g-greater than my ummmm, my offer.\n\nWell, then you should **get** supervisory approval. But dont transfer meI want you to finish *servicing* my account. Oh, so he was pissed ***and*** into it. The computer dinged again as he bumped me up to an 8. Id only ever reached an 8 once before.\n\nY-yes, ffff.oh god yesssssss, yes sir. P-please, mmmmm, hold. I placed him on hold and then let out a long moan that I had been holding in. Fuuuuuuucccckkkk! Our cubicles were each soundproof to avoid any noise pollution. I pressed a button on my phone to connect me with the supervisor on duty.\n\nMr. M-Millow, mmmmm, oh god, I have an, ummmmm, an Eeeeeee-Elite P-Platinum m-member on the phoooooohhhhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhh, the ummm, the phone. He had an issue, oooooh, with his s-statement not reflecting a recent payment, and now he h-has an, ahhhhhhhh, an issue with the annual fee am-amount. He w-wants the full fee, ooooooh, waived, as well as 500 b-bonus p-points. Hes threatening to c-cancel, but hes one of our top, fffff-oooooohh, top m-monthly mem-members. What d-do you w-want me t-to d-doooooooh?\n\nCan you send me his account information, Emma?\n\nUmm, s-sure, its h-here. I shared the account with Mr. Millow and then waited while he reviewed it. My hips were bucking, humping uncontrollably in my seat as the toy vibrated powerfully inside me. My skin was flushed and felt too tight, as if my blood was boiling and pulsing in my veins. My nipples ached to be touched, but I kept my fingers locked on my desk.\n\nHmmm, youre right, hes a major spender. What did you offer him?\n\nFor a second I had no idea what he was asking me. I, oh god, ohmmmmm, oh I, ummm, I offered him the m-maximum I c-could$2-250 sssss-statement c-credit and 300 p-points. My entire body was vibrating along with the chair, shivering and shaking with desperate pleasure.\n\nGo ahead and offer him the full amount. But let him know that we can only waive the annual fee for this year.\n\nOk, Mr. Millow. He had already hung up, but saying it gave me an extra second before I needed to return to my customer. I bit down on my lip hard, pulling in all my control and years of experience dealing with unhappy customers.\n\nTh-thank you for holding, Mr. Smith. I only stuttered once on the first sentence, although my voice was not low and breathy.\n\nI sp-spoke with m-my supervisor, mmmm, and I am, ahhh, authorized to w-waive the annual f-fee and add an additional 5ohhhhh...500 p-points to your r-rewards b-balance. Ok, not quite as controlled on the second sentence, and a few moans snuck through again. But overall I was keeping my composure fairly well.\n\nW-with these updates, oooooooh, yessss, you h-have a rewards b-balance of 109,364, and yooooohhh-y-your updated s-statement b-balance will be $2,105. My, ayyyyyyyy, my s-supervisor di-did w-want to m-make sure that y-you were aware that, ooooooh, that w-we will only b-be w-waiving the annual f-fee, mmmmmm, for this y-year and it w-will show up on y-y-your b-bill for Au.ohhhhhhAugust 2019.\n\nThank you, Emma. Youve been a very good girl. The voice sounded pleased and I was hopeful that this call would soon be over.\n\nI brought back my happy customer service script. Is th-there anyth-thing else I c-can h-help you w-with t-today?\n\nJust one last thing, Emma dear. Can you tell me how long weve been on this call? His voice now had something of a smug and condescending tone.\n\nIts b-been j-just ohhhhh-over 12 m-minutes, sir. Fuck, had it really been that long? My mind felt all dazed from the constant sensations bombarding me. I needed this call to wrap up now.\n\nMmmhmm, and what intensity level does it say were at?\n\nE-eight, M-Mr. Smith. Why was he asking this? He had to know already.\n\nYouve provided excellent service, Emma. I think you deserve a break.\n\nThe computer dinged as the intensity level bumped up to a 9. Almost no one ever got to the 9 setting. It wasnt even an option for most customers. Ohhhhh.wh.unghhhhhhh. I lost control of my voice as the toy inside of me ratcheted up to an intensity I wasnt remotely prepared for.\n\nThats it, Emma. Just like that. The voice is my ear was soothing and demanding at once. I barely remembered who it belonged to.\n\nAHHHHH! Ungghhhhh, fff-fuucc-mmmpphhhh! My body was shaken mercilessly, my hips rocking against the toy, pressing it tighter against my clit and g-spot and forcing it farther inside of my tight pussy.\n\nCum for me, Emma. I want to hear you let go. I could barely understand what the voice was saying, but my body instinctively knew what it was telling me.\n\nI shouted wordlessly as an intense orgasm swept through me. My hands scrabbled at the desk as I tried to hold myself steady, my body flailing in my chair as I lost control of my muscles. Fire raced through my spine and down to the tips of my toes as I arched out of my seat. It felt like I had been electrified. My orgasm probably lasted 30 seconds. 30 seconds of heart pounding, brain melting, liquifying pleasure.\n\nAs I came down from that blissful high, my breath panting heavily and my head resting against my cool desk, I could hear Mr. Smiths voice in my ear.\n\nVery, very good, Emma. I hope I get you on the phone when I call to dispute next months bill. A shiver wracked my spine at that dangerous prospect.\n\nThe phone clicked as he hung up the phone and my chair slowly powered back down to zero. I was slumped over my desk, sweaty and shivering. There was no way I could answer another call just yet. I reached up and pressed Ctrl + O on my keyboard and let the Orgasm Break five-minute countdown appear on my screen.\n\nI was going to need it.", "role": "assistant" } ]
In an effort to both improve customer satisfaction and employee morale, a call centre has installed Sybians (male equivalent where applicable) instead of normal chairs. During a call, customers can press 0-9 to set the intensity.
(Feedback always welcome) Hello, thank you for calling XXX. My name is Emma. How can I help you today? I hear a beep and my chair starts vibrating lightly. I can see on my screen that the customer has selected 3 for intensity. Its not normally a good sign when they start so high before the call has even started really. Im calling about a problem with my last bill. Id guess my caller was a male in his mid-40s. Can I get your name and account number please? I wriggled slightly in my seat, already feeling the effects of the constant vibrations. Edward Smith. Account number 4510672341. A ping on my computer let me know that he had bumped me up to a 4. Seriously, had I pissed him off already? I tried to keep my voice calm as I responded, although there was a slight breathiness in my voice. Thank you, Mr. Smith. Im pulling up your account right now. For verification purposes, can you tell me your date of birth and the last four digits of your social security number? Hmmmph, fine, its April 17, 1972 and 1409. We were up to a 5 now and my nipples had formed stiff peaks underneath my thin silk blouse. Most customers only pushed it up to a 5 if they were really into it or really annoyed. Excellent, sir. I have your account pulled up right now. Oh shit, I could see from his account that this guy was one of our top tier members. That meantyup, he must have pressed the pound key because the toy inside of me started rotating, an option only available to our Elite members. Wh-what was the, ooooh, the, ummm, the issue on y-your invoice? I received a bill in the mail yesterday that does not reflect the payment I made to my account on Friday. My bill shows an outstanding balance of $36,114. Y-yes, sir, I can look into that for you. Hmm, ohhhh, according to our system, you did p-pay your bill on August 24th and your c-current statement balance is $2,905. However, the billmmmmthe bill you received was generated on August 22nd, before your payment was made. W-would you like me to issue you an updated invoice? My hips were rocking in my chair now, chasing or escaping the intense sensations it was hard to tell. I didnt need the ping to inform me the customer had increased the level to 6, I could just feel it in my pussy. Yes, but first I have another question about the bill I received. Of, yesssss, of course, sir. Id b-be happy to, ooooh, answer any q-questions. What the hell is this annual maintenance fee Im being charged? We were at a 7 now and oh god, it was so hard to concentrate. AhhhhAll of our m-members are charged an, mmmm, an annual fee. The $800 fee is, oh god, for all the p-premium b-benefits that come with your Eeeeee-Elite Platinum Card, such as purchase p-protection, elite h-hotel status, access, oh yesssss, to luxury airport lounges, and our personal c-concierge t-travel s-service. My forehead was beading with sweat as I tried to stay in control and remember my script. I could feel the toy rubbing against my g-spot with every rotation, the vibrating platform rubbing against my clit. The fee was waived for your first year which is why this is the first time youre seeing it on your bill. Well, Im very unhappy with this. I spend a significant amount on this card every single month and I always pay my bill on time. I would like the annual fee waived, seeing as I am a loyal and very important customer. His voice was laced with frustration and anger. And he was rightaccording to our records he was one of our highest monthly customers. Un-unfortunately, sir, oh gooooooood, Im not sure I can w-waive your fee. I bit down on my lip as I tried to keep my voice steady. I was sure he could hear my desperate pants in between every sentence. How-however, I can oooooh-offer you a $250 statement c-credit and an extra 300 po- I didnt get a chance to finish before he interrupted me. No, oh no, no. I could just imagine him wagging his finger at me in disapproval. I want the full fee waived, and an extra 500 points for the inconvenience you caused me due to the statement error or else Im cancelling my account. Im s-sorry, sir, Im n-not authorized to, mmmmmmmm, to do that. I would n-need supervisory ahhhhhhhh-approval for anything g-greater than my ummmm, my offer. Well, then you should **get** supervisory approval. But dont transfer meI want you to finish *servicing* my account. Oh, so he was pissed ***and*** into it. The computer dinged again as he bumped me up to an 8. Id only ever reached an 8 once before. Y-yes, ffff.oh god yesssssss, yes sir. P-please, mmmmm, hold. I placed him on hold and then let out a long moan that I had been holding in. Fuuuuuuucccckkkk! Our cubicles were each soundproof to avoid any noise pollution. I pressed a button on my phone to connect me with the supervisor on duty. Mr. M-Millow, mmmmm, oh god, I have an, ummmmm, an Eeeeeee-Elite P-Platinum m-member on the phoooooohhhhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhh, the ummm, the phone. He had an issue, oooooh, with his s-statement not reflecting a recent payment, and now he h-has an, ahhhhhhhh, an issue with the annual fee am-amount. He w-wants the full fee, ooooooh, waived, as well as 500 b-bonus p-points. Hes threatening to c-cancel, but hes one of our top, fffff-oooooohh, top m-monthly mem-members. What d-do you w-want me t-to d-doooooooh? Can you send me his account information, Emma? Umm, s-sure, its h-here. I shared the account with Mr. Millow and then waited while he reviewed it. My hips were bucking, humping uncontrollably in my seat as the toy vibrated powerfully inside me. My skin was flushed and felt too tight, as if my blood was boiling and pulsing in my veins. My nipples ached to be touched, but I kept my fingers locked on my desk. Hmmm, youre right, hes a major spender. What did you offer him? For a second I had no idea what he was asking me. I, oh god, ohmmmmm, oh I, ummm, I offered him the m-maximum I c-could$2-250 sssss-statement c-credit and 300 p-points. My entire body was vibrating along with the chair, shivering and shaking with desperate pleasure. Go ahead and offer him the full amount. But let him know that we can only waive the annual fee for this year. Ok, Mr. Millow. He had already hung up, but saying it gave me an extra second before I needed to return to my customer. I bit down on my lip hard, pulling in all my control and years of experience dealing with unhappy customers. Th-thank you for holding, Mr. Smith. I only stuttered once on the first sentence, although my voice was not low and breathy. I sp-spoke with m-my supervisor, mmmm, and I am, ahhh, authorized to w-waive the annual f-fee and add an additional 5ohhhhh...500 p-points to your r-rewards b-balance. Ok, not quite as controlled on the second sentence, and a few moans snuck through again. But overall I was keeping my composure fairly well. W-with these updates, oooooooh, yessss, you h-have a rewards b-balance of 109,364, and yooooohhh-y-your updated s-statement b-balance will be $2,105. My, ayyyyyyyy, my s-supervisor di-did w-want to m-make sure that y-you were aware that, ooooooh, that w-we will only b-be w-waiving the annual f-fee, mmmmmm, for this y-year and it w-will show up on y-y-your b-bill for Au.ohhhhhhAugust 2019. Thank you, Emma. Youve been a very good girl. The voice sounded pleased and I was hopeful that this call would soon be over. I brought back my happy customer service script. Is th-there anyth-thing else I c-can h-help you w-with t-today? Just one last thing, Emma dear. Can you tell me how long weve been on this call? His voice now had something of a smug and condescending tone. Its b-been j-just ohhhhh-over 12 m-minutes, sir. Fuck, had it really been that long? My mind felt all dazed from the constant sensations bombarding me. I needed this call to wrap up now. Mmmhmm, and what intensity level does it say were at? E-eight, M-Mr. Smith. Why was he asking this? He had to know already. Youve provided excellent service, Emma. I think you deserve a break. The computer dinged as the intensity level bumped up to a 9. Almost no one ever got to the 9 setting. It wasnt even an option for most customers. Ohhhhh.wh.unghhhhhhh. I lost control of my voice as the toy inside of me ratcheted up to an intensity I wasnt remotely prepared for. Thats it, Emma. Just like that. The voice is my ear was soothing and demanding at once. I barely remembered who it belonged to. AHHHHH! Ungghhhhh, fff-fuucc-mmmpphhhh! My body was shaken mercilessly, my hips rocking against the toy, pressing it tighter against my clit and g-spot and forcing it farther inside of my tight pussy. Cum for me, Emma. I want to hear you let go. I could barely understand what the voice was saying, but my body instinctively knew what it was telling me. I shouted wordlessly as an intense orgasm swept through me. My hands scrabbled at the desk as I tried to hold myself steady, my body flailing in my chair as I lost control of my muscles. Fire raced through my spine and down to the tips of my toes as I arched out of my seat. It felt like I had been electrified. My orgasm probably lasted 30 seconds. 30 seconds of heart pounding, brain melting, liquifying pleasure. As I came down from that blissful high, my breath panting heavily and my head resting against my cool desk, I could hear Mr. Smiths voice in my ear. Very, very good, Emma. I hope I get you on the phone when I call to dispute next months bill. A shiver wracked my spine at that dangerous prospect. The phone clicked as he hung up the phone and my chair slowly powered back down to zero. I was slumped over my desk, sweaty and shivering. There was no way I could answer another call just yet. I reached up and pressed Ctrl + O on my keyboard and let the Orgasm Break five-minute countdown appear on my screen. I was going to need it.
[ { "content": "\"I think the armor we gave Sarah is cursed\"\"What makes you say that?\"\"Well...she's cumming all over the floor, screaming about how its moving or something.\"", "role": "user" }, { "content": "\"I think the armor we gave Sarah is cursed.\"Tam stopped walking. \n\n\"What makes you say that?\"Peter paused as well, looking over at Tam.\n\n \"Well...she's cumming all over the floor, screaming about how its moving or something.\"Tam nodded over her shoulder.\n\nPeter looked back, and saw it was true. Sarah was kneeling on the floor with her legs opened wide, even though it looked like she was trying to close them.\n\n\"It...its moving!\"Sarah screamed, cum flowing out of the armor's crotch plate and pooling on the floor.\n\n\"Ah, you might be right about that.\"Peter nodded.\n\n\"What should we do?\"Tam raised her eyebrow.\n\n\"Ruu...rubbing against my clitttt...\"Sarah was cut off as her teeth chattered from another strong orgasm.\n\n\"Ummm...\"Peter pondered. \"I'm not sure.\"\n\n\"Cold metal...uhhnnnnn...\"Sarah's eyes widened. \"It's inside me!.\"Her body spasmed and she trusted her hips, appearing to hump the air. \"Ohhhh god!\"Cum streamed out of the armor and splashed on the ground.\n\n\"I guess we should just...wait it out?\"Tam suggested.\n\n\"What!\"Sarah screamed before another cry of ecstasy was ripped from her.\n\n\"Nothing else to do I think.\"Peter sat down against the wall.\n\nTam joined him and they watched as the armor continued to ravage their companion. Sarah kept screaming in climax and soaking the stone under her while her eyes started to roll up and drool dripped from her lips.", "role": "assistant" } ]
"I think the armor we gave Sarah is cursed""What makes you say that?""Well...she's cumming all over the floor, screaming about how its moving or something."
"I think the armor we gave Sarah is cursed."Tam stopped walking. "What makes you say that?"Peter paused as well, looking over at Tam. "Well...she's cumming all over the floor, screaming about how its moving or something."Tam nodded over her shoulder. Peter looked back, and saw it was true. Sarah was kneeling on the floor with her legs opened wide, even though it looked like she was trying to close them. "It...its moving!"Sarah screamed, cum flowing out of the armor's crotch plate and pooling on the floor. "Ah, you might be right about that."Peter nodded. "What should we do?"Tam raised her eyebrow. "Ruu...rubbing against my clitttt..."Sarah was cut off as her teeth chattered from another strong orgasm. "Ummm..."Peter pondered. "I'm not sure." "Cold metal...uhhnnnnn..."Sarah's eyes widened. "It's inside me!."Her body spasmed and she trusted her hips, appearing to hump the air. "Ohhhh god!"Cum streamed out of the armor and splashed on the ground. "I guess we should just...wait it out?"Tam suggested. "What!"Sarah screamed before another cry of ecstasy was ripped from her. "Nothing else to do I think."Peter sat down against the wall. Tam joined him and they watched as the armor continued to ravage their companion. Sarah kept screaming in climax and soaking the stone under her while her eyes started to roll up and drool dripped from her lips.
[ { "content": "Your shape-shifting best friend accepts your challenge to guess your 'type'.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "Alright, she said, slipping off the couch to stand in front of me. I know you pretty well. Lets go.\n\n\nLike clay being shaped by invisible hands, the body of my best friend was molded into a stranger. Her frame became longer, leaner, and the curve of her hips suddenly stretched her leggings. Her breasts swelled, pushing out against her shirt as her face rearranged itself into something beautiful and refined to match her model-perfect figure. The last touch was her brown eyes turning blue as her dark curls straightened out, turning into a golden curtain draped over her shoulders. The process would have been quite disturbing if I hadn't seen it hundreds of times.\n\n\nSo? she asked with a subtle French accent. Do I win a prize?\n\n\n\"No,\"I chuckled. \"Very pretty, obviously, and the accent is a nice touch, but that's not my type.\"\n\n\nReally? I could have sworn you said ah, what's her name? Whoever that actress is. She looks just like this. You said she was your type.\n\n\nOh yeah Well, I do like her, but she's not my *type* type.\n\n\nDamn, she sighed. Alright, how about\n\n\nHer overall form didnt change very much, but her hair warped into waves of dark red that flowed all the way down to her collarbone. After a blink, her eyes were an emerald green that made my heart thump as she held my gaze.\n\n\nI do like redheads I trailed off as she hooked a finger in the collar of her top and tugged downwards, showing off some gorgeous pale cleavage. Um\n\n\nShe giggled and released her shirt. Come on, don't say this isn't your *type* type again. I've got you dead to rights. She glanced at her reflection in the dark screen of the TV. Yeah, I'm hot. What, do you like freckles?\n\n\nBefore I could say anything, little spots began to speckle her skin, growing darker and denser until they covered her face and arms. I swallowed hard. \n\n\nI I do like freckles. But that's not the one.\n\n\nShe pouted at me. Fine. How about\n\n\nA pale raven-haired beauty appeared before me. \n\n\nNope.\n\n\nA ridiculously curvy blonde almost burst out of clothes meant for a much smaller woman. \n\n\nGetting colder.\n\n\nUm fuck, she muttered. After a few moments of rearranging, a tall, athletic black woman smiled hesitantly at me. \n\n\nStill no.\n\n\nAn Asian woman bit her lip and stared at me questioningly.\n\n\nYou're just guessing now, arent you?\n\n\nI thought I had you with the actress! she cried, throwing up her hands. \"Um um fuck, I dont know. I give up.\"She shifted back to her normal short, frizzy-haired self.\n\n\nYou got it, I said quietly.\n\n\nEh?\n\n\nMy type. I nodded towards her, my heart pounding. She looked down at herself.\n\n\n\"What? But Im not oh.\"She glanced back up at me. Her cheeks went a dark red, and she turned away again. You dork. Just say so next time.\n\n\nNext time?\n\n\nI...Just shut up, okay?\n\n\nI started to say something anyway, but her lips did a much better job of silencing me.\n\n\n-----\n\n\nA short thing I felt like doing. Hopefully it came out alright. All comments and criticisms are welcome.", "role": "assistant" } ]
Your shape-shifting best friend accepts your challenge to guess your 'type'.
Alright, she said, slipping off the couch to stand in front of me. I know you pretty well. Lets go. Like clay being shaped by invisible hands, the body of my best friend was molded into a stranger. Her frame became longer, leaner, and the curve of her hips suddenly stretched her leggings. Her breasts swelled, pushing out against her shirt as her face rearranged itself into something beautiful and refined to match her model-perfect figure. The last touch was her brown eyes turning blue as her dark curls straightened out, turning into a golden curtain draped over her shoulders. The process would have been quite disturbing if I hadn't seen it hundreds of times. So? she asked with a subtle French accent. Do I win a prize? "No,"I chuckled. "Very pretty, obviously, and the accent is a nice touch, but that's not my type." Really? I could have sworn you said ah, what's her name? Whoever that actress is. She looks just like this. You said she was your type. Oh yeah Well, I do like her, but she's not my *type* type. Damn, she sighed. Alright, how about Her overall form didnt change very much, but her hair warped into waves of dark red that flowed all the way down to her collarbone. After a blink, her eyes were an emerald green that made my heart thump as she held my gaze. I do like redheads I trailed off as she hooked a finger in the collar of her top and tugged downwards, showing off some gorgeous pale cleavage. Um She giggled and released her shirt. Come on, don't say this isn't your *type* type again. I've got you dead to rights. She glanced at her reflection in the dark screen of the TV. Yeah, I'm hot. What, do you like freckles? Before I could say anything, little spots began to speckle her skin, growing darker and denser until they covered her face and arms. I swallowed hard. I I do like freckles. But that's not the one. She pouted at me. Fine. How about A pale raven-haired beauty appeared before me. Nope. A ridiculously curvy blonde almost burst out of clothes meant for a much smaller woman. Getting colder. Um fuck, she muttered. After a few moments of rearranging, a tall, athletic black woman smiled hesitantly at me. Still no. An Asian woman bit her lip and stared at me questioningly. You're just guessing now, arent you? I thought I had you with the actress! she cried, throwing up her hands. "Um um fuck, I dont know. I give up."She shifted back to her normal short, frizzy-haired self. You got it, I said quietly. Eh? My type. I nodded towards her, my heart pounding. She looked down at herself. "What? But Im not oh."She glanced back up at me. Her cheeks went a dark red, and she turned away again. You dork. Just say so next time. Next time? I...Just shut up, okay? I started to say something anyway, but her lips did a much better job of silencing me. ----- A short thing I felt like doing. Hopefully it came out alright. All comments and criticisms are welcome.
[ { "content": "\"Back so soon?\"\"Temple's haunted.\"\"So...wait. Why...why are you grabbing viagra?\"\"Temple's haunted.\"", "role": "user" }, { "content": "Jack Haggler was a renowned explorer and treasure hunter. If there had ever been a real-life Indiana Jones, it was this man. So, when he told the world that he was heading off alone to search for *Nas tis seirnas* \\-- The Temple of the Sirens -- the world didn't blink twice. He wasn't the type to carry camera crews, or any of that nonsense; his exploits were personal and educational, and for the betterment of history. Maybe there was a dash of personal pride to be covered, too.\n\nIt took a few weeks of following stale leads in old libraries before he was almost certain he found the old ruins on an island in the Saronic that didn't show up on public maps. His concern at first, of course, was that it had been hidden because it was a Greek military installation. When he approached the shore, he realized that most certainly was not the case. The Island itself was covered in thick vegetation, unlike many others in the area, and made for perfect concealment of something more hidden. After a brief exploration ashore, he found aged monolithic columns that had fallen and become embedded in the soil. Just a bit more after that and he discovered the pool of reflection that was mentioned in the text. The cool blue water surrounded him as he dove in, swimming through a small passage way, and surfacing inside the gazing pool of an underground temple. \"Well, I'll be!\"He shouted, hooting and hollering. \"Yes!\"He laughed. \"I knew it was here.\"\n\nThere obviously had been no one here in a long time. Though the air was damp, it was relatively dry inside. He gathered piles of scrolls from table tops, placing them in his pack. He paused as he heard a feminine voice call out to him quietly, \"Hello.\"She said, approaching him.\n\n\"Ma'am?\"He said, shocked. He dropped his pack to the floor. Two more approached him. \"How'd you--?\"\n\n\"We've always been here.\"She said. All three women looked remarkably the same. All were clad in white robes, with long black hair that teased the tops of their shoulders. \"Why are you here?\"\n\n\"I'm an explorer. I was interested in the history here...\"He answered carefully. \"Your history.\"\n\n\"Our history?\"The front one said. \"We have not seen a man in a very long time. We are bound here.\"Her syntax was rigid and cold, yet somehow melodic, and she was beautiful.\n\n\"Bound, like how?\"He asked, backing up as she grew closer. He grabbed his bag, holding onto one of the straps. \n\n\"Does it matter?\"She suddenly became incorporeal. Her white robes fell through her into a pile on the floor. As if she were suddenly submerged in water, her hair rose around her, now a wispy green. Her breasts, too, floated upward as if she had plunged beneath the surface of an unseen pool. Her sisters became ethereal, as well, nude, and bearing the appearance of underwater suspension.\n\nJack's back hit the column. \"Well, I--\"\n\nThe lead sister didn't take a knee, she just passed through the steps at the base of the column. With magical ease, she unfastened his belt and pants, and pulled them down to his knees. His manhood hung soft before her, \"Do I not enthrall you?\"She asked, sadly. She placed a hand around his cock and lifted it to her mouth, gently sucking him inside.\n\n\"I-- Wow.\"He leaned his head back, feeling his girth expand in her mouth. He didn't expect her to be warm. He didn't expect to be enjoying this as much as he did. As he leaned back, he felt the hands of her sisters rub on his thighs, his balls, his chest, and through his hair. His cock grew to its full size, throbbing with anticipation as the woman who held him in her mouth, used techniques he had never been privy to.\n\nThe lead sister took his substantial size all the way to the back of her throat and firmly, yet gently, squeezed his balls. \"You've lasted longer than I expected.\"\n\nIt wasn't long after that that he felt the artful contact of a skilled tongue forcefully licking under the head of his cock, teasing the frenulum, before pulling away and working the shaft of his cock with her hands until...spurts of thick white cum came shooting out in ribbons. She caught a little in her mouth, some across her breasts, and most on her arm. He had to catch himself to keep from collapsing, clenching his eyelids tightly as he finished cumming. When he opened his eyes, there was no one in the room, and there was a puddle of his cum on the floor, and some still dripping from the end of his cock. \"Uh...\"", "role": "assistant" } ]
"Back so soon?""Temple's haunted.""So...wait. Why...why are you grabbing viagra?""Temple's haunted."
Jack Haggler was a renowned explorer and treasure hunter. If there had ever been a real-life Indiana Jones, it was this man. So, when he told the world that he was heading off alone to search for *Nas tis seirnas* \-- The Temple of the Sirens -- the world didn't blink twice. He wasn't the type to carry camera crews, or any of that nonsense; his exploits were personal and educational, and for the betterment of history. Maybe there was a dash of personal pride to be covered, too. It took a few weeks of following stale leads in old libraries before he was almost certain he found the old ruins on an island in the Saronic that didn't show up on public maps. His concern at first, of course, was that it had been hidden because it was a Greek military installation. When he approached the shore, he realized that most certainly was not the case. The Island itself was covered in thick vegetation, unlike many others in the area, and made for perfect concealment of something more hidden. After a brief exploration ashore, he found aged monolithic columns that had fallen and become embedded in the soil. Just a bit more after that and he discovered the pool of reflection that was mentioned in the text. The cool blue water surrounded him as he dove in, swimming through a small passage way, and surfacing inside the gazing pool of an underground temple. "Well, I'll be!"He shouted, hooting and hollering. "Yes!"He laughed. "I knew it was here." There obviously had been no one here in a long time. Though the air was damp, it was relatively dry inside. He gathered piles of scrolls from table tops, placing them in his pack. He paused as he heard a feminine voice call out to him quietly, "Hello."She said, approaching him. "Ma'am?"He said, shocked. He dropped his pack to the floor. Two more approached him. "How'd you--?" "We've always been here."She said. All three women looked remarkably the same. All were clad in white robes, with long black hair that teased the tops of their shoulders. "Why are you here?" "I'm an explorer. I was interested in the history here..."He answered carefully. "Your history." "Our history?"The front one said. "We have not seen a man in a very long time. We are bound here."Her syntax was rigid and cold, yet somehow melodic, and she was beautiful. "Bound, like how?"He asked, backing up as she grew closer. He grabbed his bag, holding onto one of the straps. "Does it matter?"She suddenly became incorporeal. Her white robes fell through her into a pile on the floor. As if she were suddenly submerged in water, her hair rose around her, now a wispy green. Her breasts, too, floated upward as if she had plunged beneath the surface of an unseen pool. Her sisters became ethereal, as well, nude, and bearing the appearance of underwater suspension. Jack's back hit the column. "Well, I--" The lead sister didn't take a knee, she just passed through the steps at the base of the column. With magical ease, she unfastened his belt and pants, and pulled them down to his knees. His manhood hung soft before her, "Do I not enthrall you?"She asked, sadly. She placed a hand around his cock and lifted it to her mouth, gently sucking him inside. "I-- Wow."He leaned his head back, feeling his girth expand in her mouth. He didn't expect her to be warm. He didn't expect to be enjoying this as much as he did. As he leaned back, he felt the hands of her sisters rub on his thighs, his balls, his chest, and through his hair. His cock grew to its full size, throbbing with anticipation as the woman who held him in her mouth, used techniques he had never been privy to. The lead sister took his substantial size all the way to the back of her throat and firmly, yet gently, squeezed his balls. "You've lasted longer than I expected." It wasn't long after that that he felt the artful contact of a skilled tongue forcefully licking under the head of his cock, teasing the frenulum, before pulling away and working the shaft of his cock with her hands until...spurts of thick white cum came shooting out in ribbons. She caught a little in her mouth, some across her breasts, and most on her arm. He had to catch himself to keep from collapsing, clenching his eyelids tightly as he finished cumming. When he opened his eyes, there was no one in the room, and there was a puddle of his cum on the floor, and some still dripping from the end of his cock. "Uh..."
[ { "content": "As part of a deal a fae demands his firstborn child. He had an interesting iterpretation on what that meant. (You can mess with the details a bit.)", "role": "user" }, { "content": "Farona looked quietly at the mortal, judging him as she would a prized horse. In this case, a stud stallion.\n\nThe young man, barely a boy of his species, lowered his gaze; intensely examining the ground between them. Farona's piercing sight examined every aspect of his being; his muscles torso, stout arms, sturdy legs, and *very* excited loins.\n\n\"You understand that the fae do not bare children as you do? That we are not as *virulent* as the mortals?\"\n\nThe boy nodded, his cheeks coloring with embarrassment. *Glad I am not the only one* she thought.\n\n\"Still, your chosen way to repay the debt is to breed with me? Would you wait so long with all your village's girls also desiring you?\"\n\nSilence passed between them for a moment before the boy spoke.\n\n\"I would be willing to wait for you, you are beautiful beyond measure, and even the fairest of my kind pales before you.\"\n\nThe fae woman was taken aback. *Points for persistence* she thought.\n\n\"I cannot keep you. Not beyond this night, but there is a way for this to work. To make it so my child is your first born; I must store your seed and ensure that you know no women until I am complete. This could be your entire life, but possibly not. You will be impotent, and have no desire, until your child is born. Do you consent?\"\n\nHe nodded slightly, then was unable to speak or move.\n\nLike a stone, he fell rigidly on his back as fae magic envelopes him. \n\nThe elf stepped confidently forward, opening her sheer robe and showing her perky, pale, breasts. The robe slipped to the ground, revealing a muscled but thin body and a pink vulva with a small strip of golden hair.\n\nShe moved her fingers in a quick gesture, and the mortal's clothes evaporated into the air; exposing the man's rigid member. She straddled him, noting his fear and excitement as she perched her puss over his peck. She slid down, breathing out sharply as she allowed the manling to penetrate her. She twitched her fingers again, allowing him to feel but not orgasm as she had her fun. She ground down on the helpless one, using him as her personal dildo, and feeling him strain against her magical and invisible restraint.\n\nAfter several hours, she came. The power of her orgasm shook the trees. When her soul returned from the pleasure, she slowly dismounted him and reached for her fallen robe.\n\nFrom the robe she drew a glass vial and slipped it over his penis. His body tingled with sensation as her warm juices lubricated the vial's journey down his shaft.\n\nWhen the vial reached the base of his cock, she ran her other hand over his chest. She tilted his chin towards her face, and kissed him on the lips. The restraint on his orgasms lifted and he exploded into the vial. Wave upon ecstatic wave pulsed his seed into the vial, draining the entirety of his testicles.\n\nHe went flaccid and fell into death-like slumber. Farona carefully removed the vial from his now useless organ. He was strong, the seed was good, it would be a shame to waste such potential. Too bad for him, she thought, that the fae only become fertile once every hundred years.", "role": "assistant" } ]
As part of a deal a fae demands his firstborn child. He had an interesting iterpretation on what that meant. (You can mess with the details a bit.)
Farona looked quietly at the mortal, judging him as she would a prized horse. In this case, a stud stallion. The young man, barely a boy of his species, lowered his gaze; intensely examining the ground between them. Farona's piercing sight examined every aspect of his being; his muscles torso, stout arms, sturdy legs, and *very* excited loins. "You understand that the fae do not bare children as you do? That we are not as *virulent* as the mortals?" The boy nodded, his cheeks coloring with embarrassment. *Glad I am not the only one* she thought. "Still, your chosen way to repay the debt is to breed with me? Would you wait so long with all your village's girls also desiring you?" Silence passed between them for a moment before the boy spoke. "I would be willing to wait for you, you are beautiful beyond measure, and even the fairest of my kind pales before you." The fae woman was taken aback. *Points for persistence* she thought. "I cannot keep you. Not beyond this night, but there is a way for this to work. To make it so my child is your first born; I must store your seed and ensure that you know no women until I am complete. This could be your entire life, but possibly not. You will be impotent, and have no desire, until your child is born. Do you consent?" He nodded slightly, then was unable to speak or move. Like a stone, he fell rigidly on his back as fae magic envelopes him. The elf stepped confidently forward, opening her sheer robe and showing her perky, pale, breasts. The robe slipped to the ground, revealing a muscled but thin body and a pink vulva with a small strip of golden hair. She moved her fingers in a quick gesture, and the mortal's clothes evaporated into the air; exposing the man's rigid member. She straddled him, noting his fear and excitement as she perched her puss over his peck. She slid down, breathing out sharply as she allowed the manling to penetrate her. She twitched her fingers again, allowing him to feel but not orgasm as she had her fun. She ground down on the helpless one, using him as her personal dildo, and feeling him strain against her magical and invisible restraint. After several hours, she came. The power of her orgasm shook the trees. When her soul returned from the pleasure, she slowly dismounted him and reached for her fallen robe. From the robe she drew a glass vial and slipped it over his penis. His body tingled with sensation as her warm juices lubricated the vial's journey down his shaft. When the vial reached the base of his cock, she ran her other hand over his chest. She tilted his chin towards her face, and kissed him on the lips. The restraint on his orgasms lifted and he exploded into the vial. Wave upon ecstatic wave pulsed his seed into the vial, draining the entirety of his testicles. He went flaccid and fell into death-like slumber. Farona carefully removed the vial from his now useless organ. He was strong, the seed was good, it would be a shame to waste such potential. Too bad for him, she thought, that the fae only become fertile once every hundred years.
[ { "content": "You are a college student that has just discovered that they are Allowed To Do Anything. Sit on the Dean's lap wearing cat lingerie? He asks you if you're comfortable. Grope the Head Cheerleader? She asks you if you want her to take her top off, for easier access.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "When I got the letter telling me about it, I thought it was a prank. \"I've cast a spell on you, you won't be able to get in any trouble xoxo~\"sounds like someone trying to get you into trouble.\n\nStill, I was a horny freshman, and it's hard to pass up that kind of invitation...I started small, telling myself I'd do something that I could pass off as a joke if it didn't work out. I went to the corner store down the street, picked out my favorite candybar and told the clerk \"I'm stealing this okay?\"\n\n\"Is that it? You don't want a drink to go with that?\"She asked helpfully, as if it was totally normal.\n\n\"No, I'm good.\"I said, walking out of the store as I thought about how that's hardly conclusive data. So I decide to up the stakes a little bit, I went back to my dorm and asked my roommate. \"Hey, so, uhh, forgive me if this is an awkward question, but are you straight?\"\n\n\"As an arrow, sorry to disappoint.\"She smiled softly at me as she let me down.\n\n\"So...if I wanted to experiment with you...\"\n\n\"Look, you're pretty, but like I said I'm not interested.\"She said again, this time a bit more irritated.\n\nI nodded. Pursing my lips as I said gathered my courage to say \"I-I'm going to take your clothes off now.\"\n\nShe shrugged without looking up from her notes \"knock yourself out.\"\n\nI swallowed, trying to calm myself before reaching forward with shaking hands. And pulling her baggy sweater over her head, she wore a flesh-toned bra to keep her large breasts in line. My face was beet red as I stared for a bit too long, and I only really know because she eventually asked \"do you need some help?\"\n\n\"S-sure.\"I said, clutching her sweater as I watched her strip out of her tight jeans and comfortable panties, before finally dropping her bra, all while my eyes widened to drink in her gorgeous body and she went back to studying like nothing was wrong.\n\nI didn't try anything for a week. My roommate who later introduced herself as Jessica didn't bring it up again. But I couldn't stop thinking about it all week. So once again my curiosity got the better of me and I asked \"Hey jess.. if you found out I used some kinda magic to make you do lewd things with me, would you be mad at me?\"\n\n\"I mean, isn't that what you did last week?\"Jess asked calmly. \"No, I'm not mad, I think that's part of the spell.\"She shrugged \"maybe it's dangerous, but if that spell keeps me from being upset then I don't mind.\"\n\n\"So...can I test it on you?\"I asked shyly.\n\nJess seemed to think before putting her notes away. \"Alright, but only because I'm also curious.\"\n\n\"Okay, okay, can you...umm...get me a glass of water?\"I asked.\n\nJess got up to get me a glass of water. \"You're going to need to try to make me uncomfortable if you're going to test this.\"\n\n\"A-alright then, c-could you strip for me again?\"\n\n\"No, it seems I can refuse you if you ask still.\"Jessica decided.\n\n\"Then...I...\"I took a deep breath and said \"I order you to strip for me!\"I yelled, pointing at her for effect.\n\nJessica didn't think twice, stripping bare. \"So that works I guess. Do you have anything else? Because I have a couple before you move on to stress testing this spell.\"\n\n\"N-nothing, but...stress testing?\"I asked, a bit worried.\n\n\"Well you're going to want to know the limits, right? Ask me something I don't know.\"\n\n\"O-oh, umm...what color are my panties?\"I asked awkwardly.\n\n\"Hmm...blue?\"\n\n\"Not quite, I'm not wearing any. It's laundry day.\"I answered.\n\n\"Alright, so I can't tell you something I don't know.\"She sighed \"that would have been nice. Alright, now order me to become a lesbian.\"\n\n\"A-are you sure?\"\n\n\"If it works, you can just change me back.\"She decided \"but if this works...\"\n\n\"I see...Jessica, I order you to become a lesbian.\"We waited for some time.\n\n\"Nothing, and one more thing...I want you to walk down to the corner store, butt naked, and just take dinner.\"Jessica thought for a second \"and the underwear of whoever is working the till.\"\n\n\"E-excuse me!?\"I asked, blushing a deep red as I listened to Jessica's demands.\n\n\"Well if you really can't get in trouble, you should be able to get away with it, right? If you get in trouble, I'll help you pay bail.\"She smiled softly as a pit grew in my stomach.\n\n\"A-alright, fine, I'll go.\"I said, clumsily stripping out of my clothes to go out, the cool night air stiffened my nipples, but did nothing to help the warmth between my legs.\n\nI got to the store, there was a different girl there this time, she looked intimidating, with her lip and septum piercing and the tattoos across her arms. I swallowed as I brought my things to the counter and said again. \"I-im stealing th-these.\"\n\n\"Anything else?\"She asked, checking me out casually, but as with the girl from last week, didn't bother trying to stop me.\n\n\"Y-yes, I'd also like your panties too.\"My face was beet red, but she just shrugged.\n\n\"Not wearing any, sorry.\"\n\n\"C-can I see?\"She stepped away from the counter as casually as she did the rest of her job, unbuckling her belt and pulling her pants down to mid-thigh, showing me her clean-shaven pussy.\n\nI stared for longer then I meant to before I decided to do a test of my own. \"G-give me your clothes, whenever you work from now on, don't wear anything more then socks and shoes.\"I said, a little numb from everything that was happening, but again, the cashier didn't think anything of stripping naked.\n\n\"Alright, I'll work naked from now on.\"She agreed.\n\n\"Th-thanks.\"I said, leaving dinner on the counter as I brought her uniform home.\n\n\"So...how did it go?\"Jessica asked as she saw me coming back in the door.\n\n\"Oh, umm... well, I guess, I didn't get in trouble, so that's nice.\"I answered, showing her the uniform. \"Oh, but I guess I did forget dinner...\"\n\n\"Well...I guess it's not that bad, now, onto the testing...\"", "role": "assistant" } ]
You are a college student that has just discovered that they are Allowed To Do Anything. Sit on the Dean's lap wearing cat lingerie? He asks you if you're comfortable. Grope the Head Cheerleader? She asks you if you want her to take her top off, for easier access.
When I got the letter telling me about it, I thought it was a prank. "I've cast a spell on you, you won't be able to get in any trouble xoxo~"sounds like someone trying to get you into trouble. Still, I was a horny freshman, and it's hard to pass up that kind of invitation...I started small, telling myself I'd do something that I could pass off as a joke if it didn't work out. I went to the corner store down the street, picked out my favorite candybar and told the clerk "I'm stealing this okay?" "Is that it? You don't want a drink to go with that?"She asked helpfully, as if it was totally normal. "No, I'm good."I said, walking out of the store as I thought about how that's hardly conclusive data. So I decide to up the stakes a little bit, I went back to my dorm and asked my roommate. "Hey, so, uhh, forgive me if this is an awkward question, but are you straight?" "As an arrow, sorry to disappoint."She smiled softly at me as she let me down. "So...if I wanted to experiment with you..." "Look, you're pretty, but like I said I'm not interested."She said again, this time a bit more irritated. I nodded. Pursing my lips as I said gathered my courage to say "I-I'm going to take your clothes off now." She shrugged without looking up from her notes "knock yourself out." I swallowed, trying to calm myself before reaching forward with shaking hands. And pulling her baggy sweater over her head, she wore a flesh-toned bra to keep her large breasts in line. My face was beet red as I stared for a bit too long, and I only really know because she eventually asked "do you need some help?" "S-sure."I said, clutching her sweater as I watched her strip out of her tight jeans and comfortable panties, before finally dropping her bra, all while my eyes widened to drink in her gorgeous body and she went back to studying like nothing was wrong. I didn't try anything for a week. My roommate who later introduced herself as Jessica didn't bring it up again. But I couldn't stop thinking about it all week. So once again my curiosity got the better of me and I asked "Hey jess.. if you found out I used some kinda magic to make you do lewd things with me, would you be mad at me?" "I mean, isn't that what you did last week?"Jess asked calmly. "No, I'm not mad, I think that's part of the spell."She shrugged "maybe it's dangerous, but if that spell keeps me from being upset then I don't mind." "So...can I test it on you?"I asked shyly. Jess seemed to think before putting her notes away. "Alright, but only because I'm also curious." "Okay, okay, can you...umm...get me a glass of water?"I asked. Jess got up to get me a glass of water. "You're going to need to try to make me uncomfortable if you're going to test this." "A-alright then, c-could you strip for me again?" "No, it seems I can refuse you if you ask still."Jessica decided. "Then...I..."I took a deep breath and said "I order you to strip for me!"I yelled, pointing at her for effect. Jessica didn't think twice, stripping bare. "So that works I guess. Do you have anything else? Because I have a couple before you move on to stress testing this spell." "N-nothing, but...stress testing?"I asked, a bit worried. "Well you're going to want to know the limits, right? Ask me something I don't know." "O-oh, umm...what color are my panties?"I asked awkwardly. "Hmm...blue?" "Not quite, I'm not wearing any. It's laundry day."I answered. "Alright, so I can't tell you something I don't know."She sighed "that would have been nice. Alright, now order me to become a lesbian." "A-are you sure?" "If it works, you can just change me back."She decided "but if this works..." "I see...Jessica, I order you to become a lesbian."We waited for some time. "Nothing, and one more thing...I want you to walk down to the corner store, butt naked, and just take dinner."Jessica thought for a second "and the underwear of whoever is working the till." "E-excuse me!?"I asked, blushing a deep red as I listened to Jessica's demands. "Well if you really can't get in trouble, you should be able to get away with it, right? If you get in trouble, I'll help you pay bail."She smiled softly as a pit grew in my stomach. "A-alright, fine, I'll go."I said, clumsily stripping out of my clothes to go out, the cool night air stiffened my nipples, but did nothing to help the warmth between my legs. I got to the store, there was a different girl there this time, she looked intimidating, with her lip and septum piercing and the tattoos across her arms. I swallowed as I brought my things to the counter and said again. "I-im stealing th-these." "Anything else?"She asked, checking me out casually, but as with the girl from last week, didn't bother trying to stop me. "Y-yes, I'd also like your panties too."My face was beet red, but she just shrugged. "Not wearing any, sorry." "C-can I see?"She stepped away from the counter as casually as she did the rest of her job, unbuckling her belt and pulling her pants down to mid-thigh, showing me her clean-shaven pussy. I stared for longer then I meant to before I decided to do a test of my own. "G-give me your clothes, whenever you work from now on, don't wear anything more then socks and shoes."I said, a little numb from everything that was happening, but again, the cashier didn't think anything of stripping naked. "Alright, I'll work naked from now on."She agreed. "Th-thanks."I said, leaving dinner on the counter as I brought her uniform home. "So...how did it go?"Jessica asked as she saw me coming back in the door. "Oh, umm... well, I guess, I didn't get in trouble, so that's nice."I answered, showing her the uniform. "Oh, but I guess I did forget dinner..." "Well...I guess it's not that bad, now, onto the testing..."
[ { "content": "The machine was supposed to scan all of the notes and textbooks on her computer and upload them to her brain, to make her the perfect student. She didn't realize how much *porn* was also in the scan...", "role": "user" }, { "content": ">contains: harassment, lightheartedness\n\n\"Professor~! Are you sure there's *nothing* I can do to improve my mark?\"\n\nAs she pleaded in a playful tone, Mary bent over to rest her upper body on the professor's desk. A gaze of desperation began to form in her eyes as Mary ran a few of her fingers along the edges of her low-cut top, pulling it down ever so slightly to deliberately reveal that she wore nothing underneath it.\n\nThe professor, Jesse, sighed.\n\n\"For the last time Mary, no, there is literally nothing you *or* I can do to increase your mark. You haven't dropped below 100% the entire semester.\"\n\nShe stomped her feet in frustration as her face filled shifted from a frustrated eye roll, to a confused yet dejected expression.\n\n\"No, t-that's not right! You're supposed to say-\"\n\n\"Mary, the lecture is over. If you do not have any serious questions about the material, then I ask that you please leave. I would also greatly appreciate it if you would stop sending me those pictures of yourself to my email.\"\n\nHe'd dealt with many students like her, though none were this forward. Some would come everyday after the class to ask about the simplest topics, staring at his face more than what he wrote and drew on the paper for them. Others would simply gaze longingly at him for the entire lecture, and leave a few unmarked presents on his desk.\n\nNo one else had made their innuendos as paper-thin as Mary did, though.\n\nShe finally picked up her things and left the lecture hall. Not without a wink and a wave. \n\nAlso not without forgetting two pencils on two separate occasions, which she needed to bend over for approximately forty seconds to pick up each time.\n\nWhat a bother.\n\n-----\n\nAt a bell's ring, Jesse opened with mouth, a sigh escaped his lips before his call-out towards the class.\n\n\"Mary, may I...see you for a moment?\"\n\nShe was already skipping over to Jesse's desk, her skirt that almost certainly violated the dress code swishing up and down with each gleeful step. Her elbows came down onto the professor's desk as she bent down once more while her hands held her softly pinked cheeks, holding a bright smile in between the two.\n\n\"Oh, what did I do, Professor? I hope it wasn't anything *naughty* that you'd need to punish me for? Y'know, schools used to give out spankings to those who misbehaved.\"\n\nHe simply pushed her last test towards her, pointing a finger at the bright red zero written on in the corner of the page.\n\n\"Mary, it's very-\"\n\n\"Oh no! I've put a blotch on my otherwise perfect record! Please, Professor, I'll do absolutely anything you want me to if somehow, out of the kindness ^or ^^depravity of your heart, you would allow me to fix this little oopsie.\"\n\nHe simply stared at his student, who's fingers had begun trailing down from her cheeks to the buttons of her dress shirt.\n\n\"First of all, please do not undress.\"Jesse quickly began. \"Secondly, it's very obvious that this mark is a result of the conversation we had a few days ago. 100% students don't suddenly go from perfection to getting every single question wrong on a multiple choice exam of 37 questions. Speaking strictly statistically, it is practically impossible that if you really were that unknowledgable about the course, you still wouldn't get a few lucky guesses.\"\n\nMary was silent for a moment, before she spoke up again.\n\n\"So now that my mark's below-\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"Why not?!\"She suddenly cried out, slamming the desk with her hands.\n\n\"I don't enter relationships with students. Conflict of interest.\"\n\n\"But that's the whole fun! Power imbalances, are like, *so* hot right now.\"\n\nJesse's hands rubbed his face as he tried to breath deeply before responding. \"Just...stop tanking your test marks. It's not going to convince me, or anything else you do, okay? That also includes getting 'stuck' underneath your desk while looking for your pencils.\"\n\n\"...Fine. I'll go now.\"She said, leaving without another word, wave, or wink.\n\nA breath of relief escaped his lips. Finally-\n\n\"Oops, forgot my pencil! I'm such a scatterbrain, Professor!\"Mary giggled as she ran back into the room.\n\nJesse wondered how many more days were left in the semester.", "role": "assistant" } ]
The machine was supposed to scan all of the notes and textbooks on her computer and upload them to her brain, to make her the perfect student. She didn't realize how much *porn* was also in the scan...
>contains: harassment, lightheartedness "Professor~! Are you sure there's *nothing* I can do to improve my mark?" As she pleaded in a playful tone, Mary bent over to rest her upper body on the professor's desk. A gaze of desperation began to form in her eyes as Mary ran a few of her fingers along the edges of her low-cut top, pulling it down ever so slightly to deliberately reveal that she wore nothing underneath it. The professor, Jesse, sighed. "For the last time Mary, no, there is literally nothing you *or* I can do to increase your mark. You haven't dropped below 100% the entire semester." She stomped her feet in frustration as her face filled shifted from a frustrated eye roll, to a confused yet dejected expression. "No, t-that's not right! You're supposed to say-" "Mary, the lecture is over. If you do not have any serious questions about the material, then I ask that you please leave. I would also greatly appreciate it if you would stop sending me those pictures of yourself to my email." He'd dealt with many students like her, though none were this forward. Some would come everyday after the class to ask about the simplest topics, staring at his face more than what he wrote and drew on the paper for them. Others would simply gaze longingly at him for the entire lecture, and leave a few unmarked presents on his desk. No one else had made their innuendos as paper-thin as Mary did, though. She finally picked up her things and left the lecture hall. Not without a wink and a wave. Also not without forgetting two pencils on two separate occasions, which she needed to bend over for approximately forty seconds to pick up each time. What a bother. ----- At a bell's ring, Jesse opened with mouth, a sigh escaped his lips before his call-out towards the class. "Mary, may I...see you for a moment?" She was already skipping over to Jesse's desk, her skirt that almost certainly violated the dress code swishing up and down with each gleeful step. Her elbows came down onto the professor's desk as she bent down once more while her hands held her softly pinked cheeks, holding a bright smile in between the two. "Oh, what did I do, Professor? I hope it wasn't anything *naughty* that you'd need to punish me for? Y'know, schools used to give out spankings to those who misbehaved." He simply pushed her last test towards her, pointing a finger at the bright red zero written on in the corner of the page. "Mary, it's very-" "Oh no! I've put a blotch on my otherwise perfect record! Please, Professor, I'll do absolutely anything you want me to if somehow, out of the kindness ^or ^^depravity of your heart, you would allow me to fix this little oopsie." He simply stared at his student, who's fingers had begun trailing down from her cheeks to the buttons of her dress shirt. "First of all, please do not undress."Jesse quickly began. "Secondly, it's very obvious that this mark is a result of the conversation we had a few days ago. 100% students don't suddenly go from perfection to getting every single question wrong on a multiple choice exam of 37 questions. Speaking strictly statistically, it is practically impossible that if you really were that unknowledgable about the course, you still wouldn't get a few lucky guesses." Mary was silent for a moment, before she spoke up again. "So now that my mark's below-" "No." "Why not?!"She suddenly cried out, slamming the desk with her hands. "I don't enter relationships with students. Conflict of interest." "But that's the whole fun! Power imbalances, are like, *so* hot right now." Jesse's hands rubbed his face as he tried to breath deeply before responding. "Just...stop tanking your test marks. It's not going to convince me, or anything else you do, okay? That also includes getting 'stuck' underneath your desk while looking for your pencils." "...Fine. I'll go now."She said, leaving without another word, wave, or wink. A breath of relief escaped his lips. Finally- "Oops, forgot my pencil! I'm such a scatterbrain, Professor!"Mary giggled as she ran back into the room. Jesse wondered how many more days were left in the semester.
[ { "content": "You wake up in the morning after a drunken hookup, and not only is the girl is still around making breakfast, and smoking hot...but also...TRIPLETS?", "role": "user" }, { "content": "Dave lay in bed. His head had the mild throb of a passing hangover. Fortunately, it was not the worst he had ever had, and he could mostly function. He chose to lay there for a moment, reveling in the memory of last night.\n\nGetting laid was always good. It was even better when she was a total babe. If he was lucky, she'd still be around. Although there was something odd. He was not sure if it was his mind playing tricks on him, but he swore he remembered seeing multiple versions of the woman. He figured it was probably the alcohol.\n\nHe got out of bed and shuffled to the kitchen/living area. A grin crossed his face. The woman from last night, Claire if his memory was right, was still there. She was wearing nothing but a thong, and was busy stirring a bowl. Dave took a moment to appreciate the sight of her long legs, tight curves and firm bubble butt. \n\nHe then made his move. He didn't try to sneak up on her, he simply approached from behind, slid his hands around her slender waist and up her toned tummy. He grabbed hold of her large, perky DDs, and began playing. Clair moaned lightly as one of his hands fell down, sliding into her panties. Her moans of pleasure picked up rapidly as he touched her.\n\nHe could feel her desire mounting as his fingers worked on her lower lips, until she clenched her mouth and let out a series of squeaks as her body trembled. He felt her juices flowing, and he removed his hands. \n\n\"Morning.\"He said.\n\n\"Uh-huh.\"Claire replied dreamily. \"Very good.\"\n\nShe spun around and pressed herself against him. Her full lips met his. The kiss was deep and filled with pure lust. He was only too happy to respond. And only stop when they both had to breathe.\n\n\"So, I guess you're sticking around for a repeat of last night?\"Dave asked.\n\n\"Oh, absolutely. If that was what you could do while drunk, I definitely want to find out what you can do while sober.\"\n\n\"Just wait. It'll blow your mind.\"\n\n\"Mm, can't wait. Oh, hold on, we should probably eat first. We're going to need our energy.\"\n\nHe nodded and looked over her shoulder. A bowl of what he assumed was pancakes batter was in it, ready to go.\"\n\n\"Looks good. I will never turn down fresh pancakes.\"\n\n\"Anyone who does is an idiot.\"Claire said with a nod.\n\nSuddenly, Dave felt something. Two large, soft objects pressing against his back. A pair of slender hands wrapped around him and ran along his chest. He felt the soft purring of a woman.\n\nHe turned and saw who was holding him, only to find Claire. He looked back and saw Claire searching for an appropriate ladle. Then he looked back and saw Claire hugging him.\n\n\"Aw, how cute! He's confused.\"Hugging Claire said with a laugh. \"Let me guess, don't remember all the details from last night.\"\n\n\"I...guess not.\"He thought hard. The vestiges of his hangover were clearing, and he was able to figure it out. \"Uh...twins?\"\n\n\"Something like that. Do you at least remember one of our names? That'll make things easier.\"\n\n\"Claire. I remember that.\"\n\n\"That's me.\"The sister at the kitchen counter said.\n\n\"Okay, that's one. I'm guessing that's the only one you remember?\"\n\n\"Uh...sorry?\"\n\n\"Don't be.\"Claire, actual Claire said. \"It happens all the time. Like, ALL the time. We're used to it.\"\n\n\"Ah, okay. So, you are...\"\n\n\"Cassie.\"\n\n\"Right. So...\"\n\nWell, now some of last night's memories made sense. He had not been seeing multiple women, just two identical twin sisters. It felt like he had been seeing more than double, but oh well. He'd gotten twins!\n\n\"Hey, Claire, did he give you a wake up?\"Cassie asked.\n\n\"Oh yeah.\"Claire purred. \"A damn good one.\"\n\n\"Do I get one too?\"\n\nDave answered by grabbing Cassie and lifting her onto the nearest surface. Then he dove between her firm thighs. She was dressed much like her sister, and he took full advantage of that. His tongue shot out and began pleasuring her just as effectively as he had her sister.\n\nCassie writhed with joy as he worked on her. He could feel her and hear her screams of pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his head, locking him in place as he worked. Not that he was going anywhere. He was all too eager to be where he was. Well, until she was brought to orgasm anyway. He lapped up everything that came from her as she stiffened and let out an oddly silent scream of joy.\n\n\"Hey! We said we'd wait for everyone to wake up before starting!\"Another voice called from the other room.\n\nCassie burbled happily as Dave poked his head up over her thigh. He saw another Cassie. \n\n\"Uh...triplets?\"He asked hesitantly.\n\n\"Okay, who does he remember?\"The third sister asked.\n\n\"Me to start.\"Claire said as she began ladling pancakes onto his frying pan.\n\n\"I was just reintroduced.\"Cassie said weakly.\n\n\"Uh...sorry?\"Dave said.\n\n\"Nah, don't worry about it.\"Sister three said. \"Happens weirdly often..I guess we're so awesome that guys forget there's more than one of us.\"It was hard to argue with that. \"Anyway, I'm Chloe, just so we're all good going forward. Also, don't worry if you forget which of us is which. We know we're hard to tell apart.\"\n\nThe other two sisters nodded their agreement. Dave was too busy processing. Triplets. He had gotten triplets. Insanely hot triplets. This was definitely going to be an interesting day.\n\n\"So, do I get my good morning now?\"Chloe asked with a wide grin. \n\nHe just hoped his jaw would last long enough to enjoy it.", "role": "assistant" } ]
You wake up in the morning after a drunken hookup, and not only is the girl is still around making breakfast, and smoking hot...but also...TRIPLETS?
Dave lay in bed. His head had the mild throb of a passing hangover. Fortunately, it was not the worst he had ever had, and he could mostly function. He chose to lay there for a moment, reveling in the memory of last night. Getting laid was always good. It was even better when she was a total babe. If he was lucky, she'd still be around. Although there was something odd. He was not sure if it was his mind playing tricks on him, but he swore he remembered seeing multiple versions of the woman. He figured it was probably the alcohol. He got out of bed and shuffled to the kitchen/living area. A grin crossed his face. The woman from last night, Claire if his memory was right, was still there. She was wearing nothing but a thong, and was busy stirring a bowl. Dave took a moment to appreciate the sight of her long legs, tight curves and firm bubble butt. He then made his move. He didn't try to sneak up on her, he simply approached from behind, slid his hands around her slender waist and up her toned tummy. He grabbed hold of her large, perky DDs, and began playing. Clair moaned lightly as one of his hands fell down, sliding into her panties. Her moans of pleasure picked up rapidly as he touched her. He could feel her desire mounting as his fingers worked on her lower lips, until she clenched her mouth and let out a series of squeaks as her body trembled. He felt her juices flowing, and he removed his hands. "Morning."He said. "Uh-huh."Claire replied dreamily. "Very good." She spun around and pressed herself against him. Her full lips met his. The kiss was deep and filled with pure lust. He was only too happy to respond. And only stop when they both had to breathe. "So, I guess you're sticking around for a repeat of last night?"Dave asked. "Oh, absolutely. If that was what you could do while drunk, I definitely want to find out what you can do while sober." "Just wait. It'll blow your mind." "Mm, can't wait. Oh, hold on, we should probably eat first. We're going to need our energy." He nodded and looked over her shoulder. A bowl of what he assumed was pancakes batter was in it, ready to go." "Looks good. I will never turn down fresh pancakes." "Anyone who does is an idiot."Claire said with a nod. Suddenly, Dave felt something. Two large, soft objects pressing against his back. A pair of slender hands wrapped around him and ran along his chest. He felt the soft purring of a woman. He turned and saw who was holding him, only to find Claire. He looked back and saw Claire searching for an appropriate ladle. Then he looked back and saw Claire hugging him. "Aw, how cute! He's confused."Hugging Claire said with a laugh. "Let me guess, don't remember all the details from last night." "I...guess not."He thought hard. The vestiges of his hangover were clearing, and he was able to figure it out. "Uh...twins?" "Something like that. Do you at least remember one of our names? That'll make things easier." "Claire. I remember that." "That's me."The sister at the kitchen counter said. "Okay, that's one. I'm guessing that's the only one you remember?" "Uh...sorry?" "Don't be."Claire, actual Claire said. "It happens all the time. Like, ALL the time. We're used to it." "Ah, okay. So, you are..." "Cassie." "Right. So..." Well, now some of last night's memories made sense. He had not been seeing multiple women, just two identical twin sisters. It felt like he had been seeing more than double, but oh well. He'd gotten twins! "Hey, Claire, did he give you a wake up?"Cassie asked. "Oh yeah."Claire purred. "A damn good one." "Do I get one too?" Dave answered by grabbing Cassie and lifting her onto the nearest surface. Then he dove between her firm thighs. She was dressed much like her sister, and he took full advantage of that. His tongue shot out and began pleasuring her just as effectively as he had her sister. Cassie writhed with joy as he worked on her. He could feel her and hear her screams of pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his head, locking him in place as he worked. Not that he was going anywhere. He was all too eager to be where he was. Well, until she was brought to orgasm anyway. He lapped up everything that came from her as she stiffened and let out an oddly silent scream of joy. "Hey! We said we'd wait for everyone to wake up before starting!"Another voice called from the other room. Cassie burbled happily as Dave poked his head up over her thigh. He saw another Cassie. "Uh...triplets?"He asked hesitantly. "Okay, who does he remember?"The third sister asked. "Me to start."Claire said as she began ladling pancakes onto his frying pan. "I was just reintroduced."Cassie said weakly. "Uh...sorry?"Dave said. "Nah, don't worry about it."Sister three said. "Happens weirdly often..I guess we're so awesome that guys forget there's more than one of us."It was hard to argue with that. "Anyway, I'm Chloe, just so we're all good going forward. Also, don't worry if you forget which of us is which. We know we're hard to tell apart." The other two sisters nodded their agreement. Dave was too busy processing. Triplets. He had gotten triplets. Insanely hot triplets. This was definitely going to be an interesting day. "So, do I get my good morning now?"Chloe asked with a wide grin. He just hoped his jaw would last long enough to enjoy it.
[ { "content": "A mage summons a succubus and attempts to bind her to a contract. It fails, but the succubus plays along because she finds the mage cute.", "role": "user" }, { "content": "The summoning circle exploded into a whirl of smoke, slowly subsiding into the shadow of a horned creature of the night.\n\n\"W-whoa...it actually worked!\"\n\nThose high-pitched words were the first to enter the ears of the succubus, who needed a moment to steady herself after the suddenness of being transported to another world. She appeared to have been summoned into the middle of a forest, with the sun having been down for atleast an hour. The tiki torches planted along the outskirts of the circle illuminated the figure of a young mage, shakily holding a textbook in one hand and a magic staff in the other. The mage took a deep breath in, before reciting words clearly written straight on the book.\n\n\"Succubus of the night, I am Your Na- I-I mean Emily, and I have summoned you to request your aid. Tell me your name.\"\n\n\"...my name is Lilinvynia, dear mage. Someone like you though...can call me whatever you like, Mistress Emily.\"\n\nJust as Lilinvynia predicted, the mage's face flushed with red at the sheer connotation filled in that answer. What was a girl like her doing, summoning a creature like her? She stood there, waiting in the summoning circle for a good ten seconds while the mage recomposed herself.\n\n\"T-These are the terms of the contract I shall bind you to. When I release you from this circle, you will adhere to them to the best of your abilities, and you may not leave until they are fulfilled or until I release you so. A-and I think I-I'll just call you Lily. Actually, that is the first term of the contract. I will call you Lily.\"\n\nShe'd heard the whole spiel before, but she had to stifle her laughter at the last part. This girl really wasn't prepared for what she could be getting herself into.\n\n\"All right. I will act within the best of my powers to make sure you call me \"Lily\", okay?\"\n\n\"I-I don't think it's supposed to be a choice, but-\n\n*Ahem*. Next, you will protect me from any dangers during your time under this contract. Like slimes, zombies, weird plant things, oh and...\"\n\nLily wasn't really listening to Emily's list of every monster that scared her. The succubus instead spent her energy admiring that soft, freckled face underneath a pair of round glasses and a wizard hat that was comically big for the mage's stature. She was starting to work her way down and try to figure out what was underneath those blue robes when she was shot back to reality.\n\n\"...oh and other succubi! That could get kinda weird, especially if you know each other. Though if you do, you don't have to kill them, unless you have a rivalry thing or some hatred or-\"\n\n\"Emily. Is there any specific purpose or quest you summoned me for today?\"\n\n\"Ah! Well, uh...\"The mage's stare fell down towards the ground, avoiding eye contact as she hide under her wizard hat. \"I, uh, was hoping you would...and uh...\"\n\nThe mumblings of the woman couldn't be heard by Lily, but the intent was entirely clear.\n\n\"Emily, do you want me to fuck you?\"\n\n\"Ah! Well, uh, maybe? B-But it's not just that, this would also be my, uh, first...But you have to promise not to eat my soul or anything!\"\n\nLily smiled. \"Well, I suppose you should go ahead and seal the contract.\"\n\n\"Really? Oh, uh, right.\"Emily repeated a few ancient words from the book, and her staff glowed in power just as she launched the binding spell straight at the succubus, freeing her from the circle as she fell under the mage's command.\n\nWell, that was Emily's perspective. If she'd read three pages ahead on what a failed verbal contract binding looks and sounds like, the fizzling sound and fact that there was no sealing letters marked around the succubi's would tell the mage to run like hell, for the monster was free and unbound by contract.\n\nBut, Lily simply walked towards the mage, looking down on the very nervous lady who wanted what was about to come, but wasn't sure if she was truly prepared for it.\n\n\"So, where do you want to do it?\"Lily asked.\n\n\"Uh, it probably wouldn't be wise to go all the way back to town. I did it out here so no one would find me summoning you, so I guess...here?\"\n\n\"On the ground? You really are a dirty girl.\"\n\n\"That's not what I-whoa!\"Emily's retort was interrupted by being shoved to the ground, falling onto a soft patch of grass. Her wizard hat flew into the trees, and Lily wasted no time climbing on top of her prize. She drew her face closer to the mage's, creeping up to the heavily breathing girl's mouth, before filling it with a ripe kiss.\n\nEmily grabbed onto the succubi's body with her arms, and kicked off her boots so she could wrap her legs around it too. Even when Lily broke off the kiss, they both wanted more.\n\n\"Let me do the work, sweetie. Just lay back, relax, and enjoy the best night of your life.\"\n\nShe nodded in eager anticipation. Then, Emily's robes were ripped off her body, revealing a blue set of matching underwear, a garment that wouldn't last nearly as long as the robes. Lily drew aside the bra first, bringing her tongue down to the left nipple as her hands assaulted the right.\n\nMoans filled the forest, and in the back of her head, Emily prayed that no one was on a midnight hunt for animals, as stumbling across these two would be quite embarrassing for the mage. It wasn't long before Lily decided to bring her efforts downwards, giving Emily a gaze of pure lust before moving to claim her prey.\n\nWith the experience Lily had, she knew exactly how long it would take to make her come. Her tongue moved in expert swirls, in all the right places, and as Emily jolted, shook, seemed all but ready to explode into pure bliss..!\n\n\"Huh?\"Emily felt all the pleasurable sensations halt. The succubus pulled back her assault, getting up in a swift motion, and began walking back to the summoning circle. \n\n\"W-Where are you going? I didn't even-\"\n\n\"You didn't come, but we had sex, correct? It appears that I have filled all the terms of my contract, and am heading back to Hell. As stipulated in the contract.\"\n\nEmily thought about it for a moment, realized she was correct, and then proceeded to panic. \"W-Wait, please! I-I really want to- I-I-I'll do anything!\"\n\nLily stopped, smiled, and turned back around. She grabbed the trembling girl's chin softly with her fingers, bringing them only a few feet away in eye-level. \"If I am to satisfy you tonight, then there's one simple thing I need from you.\"\n\n\"Y-Yes...anything...\"\n\n\"You'll make this a regular event, dear.\"", "role": "assistant" } ]
A mage summons a succubus and attempts to bind her to a contract. It fails, but the succubus plays along because she finds the mage cute.
The summoning circle exploded into a whirl of smoke, slowly subsiding into the shadow of a horned creature of the night. "W-whoa...it actually worked!" Those high-pitched words were the first to enter the ears of the succubus, who needed a moment to steady herself after the suddenness of being transported to another world. She appeared to have been summoned into the middle of a forest, with the sun having been down for atleast an hour. The tiki torches planted along the outskirts of the circle illuminated the figure of a young mage, shakily holding a textbook in one hand and a magic staff in the other. The mage took a deep breath in, before reciting words clearly written straight on the book. "Succubus of the night, I am Your Na- I-I mean Emily, and I have summoned you to request your aid. Tell me your name." "...my name is Lilinvynia, dear mage. Someone like you though...can call me whatever you like, Mistress Emily." Just as Lilinvynia predicted, the mage's face flushed with red at the sheer connotation filled in that answer. What was a girl like her doing, summoning a creature like her? She stood there, waiting in the summoning circle for a good ten seconds while the mage recomposed herself. "T-These are the terms of the contract I shall bind you to. When I release you from this circle, you will adhere to them to the best of your abilities, and you may not leave until they are fulfilled or until I release you so. A-and I think I-I'll just call you Lily. Actually, that is the first term of the contract. I will call you Lily." She'd heard the whole spiel before, but she had to stifle her laughter at the last part. This girl really wasn't prepared for what she could be getting herself into. "All right. I will act within the best of my powers to make sure you call me "Lily", okay?" "I-I don't think it's supposed to be a choice, but- *Ahem*. Next, you will protect me from any dangers during your time under this contract. Like slimes, zombies, weird plant things, oh and..." Lily wasn't really listening to Emily's list of every monster that scared her. The succubus instead spent her energy admiring that soft, freckled face underneath a pair of round glasses and a wizard hat that was comically big for the mage's stature. She was starting to work her way down and try to figure out what was underneath those blue robes when she was shot back to reality. "...oh and other succubi! That could get kinda weird, especially if you know each other. Though if you do, you don't have to kill them, unless you have a rivalry thing or some hatred or-" "Emily. Is there any specific purpose or quest you summoned me for today?" "Ah! Well, uh..."The mage's stare fell down towards the ground, avoiding eye contact as she hide under her wizard hat. "I, uh, was hoping you would...and uh..." The mumblings of the woman couldn't be heard by Lily, but the intent was entirely clear. "Emily, do you want me to fuck you?" "Ah! Well, uh, maybe? B-But it's not just that, this would also be my, uh, first...But you have to promise not to eat my soul or anything!" Lily smiled. "Well, I suppose you should go ahead and seal the contract." "Really? Oh, uh, right."Emily repeated a few ancient words from the book, and her staff glowed in power just as she launched the binding spell straight at the succubus, freeing her from the circle as she fell under the mage's command. Well, that was Emily's perspective. If she'd read three pages ahead on what a failed verbal contract binding looks and sounds like, the fizzling sound and fact that there was no sealing letters marked around the succubi's would tell the mage to run like hell, for the monster was free and unbound by contract. But, Lily simply walked towards the mage, looking down on the very nervous lady who wanted what was about to come, but wasn't sure if she was truly prepared for it. "So, where do you want to do it?"Lily asked. "Uh, it probably wouldn't be wise to go all the way back to town. I did it out here so no one would find me summoning you, so I guess...here?" "On the ground? You really are a dirty girl." "That's not what I-whoa!"Emily's retort was interrupted by being shoved to the ground, falling onto a soft patch of grass. Her wizard hat flew into the trees, and Lily wasted no time climbing on top of her prize. She drew her face closer to the mage's, creeping up to the heavily breathing girl's mouth, before filling it with a ripe kiss. Emily grabbed onto the succubi's body with her arms, and kicked off her boots so she could wrap her legs around it too. Even when Lily broke off the kiss, they both wanted more. "Let me do the work, sweetie. Just lay back, relax, and enjoy the best night of your life." She nodded in eager anticipation. Then, Emily's robes were ripped off her body, revealing a blue set of matching underwear, a garment that wouldn't last nearly as long as the robes. Lily drew aside the bra first, bringing her tongue down to the left nipple as her hands assaulted the right. Moans filled the forest, and in the back of her head, Emily prayed that no one was on a midnight hunt for animals, as stumbling across these two would be quite embarrassing for the mage. It wasn't long before Lily decided to bring her efforts downwards, giving Emily a gaze of pure lust before moving to claim her prey. With the experience Lily had, she knew exactly how long it would take to make her come. Her tongue moved in expert swirls, in all the right places, and as Emily jolted, shook, seemed all but ready to explode into pure bliss..! "Huh?"Emily felt all the pleasurable sensations halt. The succubus pulled back her assault, getting up in a swift motion, and began walking back to the summoning circle. "W-Where are you going? I didn't even-" "You didn't come, but we had sex, correct? It appears that I have filled all the terms of my contract, and am heading back to Hell. As stipulated in the contract." Emily thought about it for a moment, realized she was correct, and then proceeded to panic. "W-Wait, please! I-I really want to- I-I-I'll do anything!" Lily stopped, smiled, and turned back around. She grabbed the trembling girl's chin softly with her fingers, bringing them only a few feet away in eye-level. "If I am to satisfy you tonight, then there's one simple thing I need from you." "Y-Yes...anything..." "You'll make this a regular event, dear."
[ { "content": "Being the only guy in the adventuring party can be fun. But for Dave, the human fighter who's the only guy in a group of extremely horny and kinky girls, it can be exhausting in multiple ways", "role": "user" }, { "content": "\"A hundred gold, just to capture a couple of highwaymen?\"said Dave, incredulous.\n\n\"Count it out. The princess's steward dropped it off this morning,\"said the tavern keeper. She dropped a fat leather satchel on the oaken bar and Dave heard the telltale jingle of cold hard cash.\n\n\"I can't believe it. What's the catch?\"said the fighter.\n\n\"No catch. The guards are just stretched so thin with all those orcs running around to the south, and they need somebody to pick up the slack.\"\n\nDave quickly finished up the last of the bacon and eggs on his plate. Even split among the party, that was enough cash for a new sword and expenses for a month. Not exactly life changing money, but it was a big deal for an adventuring party and it was hardly a dangerous quest...\n\n\"Well, it's not glamorous. But how can I turn down that kind of reward?\"said Dave. \"Um. Say...it's kind of quiet this morning. Isn't it?\"\n\nCatching his meaning, the tavern keeper shifted uncomfortably.\n\n\"I haven't seen your friends, if that's what you're asking.\"\n\nDave sighed.\n\n\"*Friends* is a strong word. Anyway, that's what I was worried about.\"\n\n\"Good luck, adventurer.\"\n\nDave smiled weakly and left the tavern. It was *always* the same story with these girls; the hardest part was never the quest, it was wrangling his party into getting ready and leaving town in the first place.\n\nWell, at least he knew where to start looking. Miranda the Great ran the magic shop in town, so he walked across the square and knocked on her door.\n\n\"Miranda, are you there? We have a job,\"Dave yelled.\n\n\"*Dave, is that you? Um, one second. Don't come in,*\"came a voice from the other side of the door.\n\nDave sighed. Miranda was renowned across the kingdom for the spells she could weave...but she was a bit of a homebody. He waited as patiently as he could, but thoughts of gold danced around his head, and after a minute he banged on the door again.\n\n\"Come on, we don't have all day.\"\n\n\"*Just...one minute!*\"\n\n\"I'm coming in,\"he said.\n\n\"*Nooooo!*\"\n\nHe rolled his eyes and pulled a small instrument from his belt, and he jimmied the lock until it clicked. He swung open the door and stepped inside, to find a red-faced but surprisingly fully-clothed Miranda leaning against the counter. Potions and arcane tomes were stacked up as far as the eye could see, and Dave peered around warily.\n\n\"Whacha' doing?\"\n\n\"Nothing.\"She answered a little too quickly.\n\n\"Uh huh. Are you ready? We have some work.\"\n\n\"Um. I'll be ready in a minute.\"She was sweating, breathing heavy. \"Have you already talked to Aya and Carleen?\"\n\nDave squinted at her, suspiciously.\n\n\"Not yet...\"\n\nAnd then a green *tentacle* extended from behind the counter and wrapped itself around Miranda's ankle. She hastily kicked it back, and Dave threw his hands up in the air.\n\n\"I can explain...\"\n\n\"I don't have time for this shit. Just take care of it,\"said the fighter. \"We're leaving in half an hour.\"\n\nHe slammed the door behind him and walked over to the edge of town, towards the hunters' camp. Whatever weird magic Miranda was up to he did *not* want to know.\n\n\"Aya, where are you?\"he yelled. \"I need you.\"\n\n\"You need me, human?\"came a voice from above him.\n\nDave jumped, and he looked upwards; Aya, the amazonian barbarian from the southern isles, was sitting on a tree branch twenty feet in the air...totally nude.\n\n\"Aya, we talked about this. You need to wear *clothes* when you're in a human town.\"\n\n\"Clothes make me sweaty. They chafe. You have no trouble stripping naked when I come to you at night, Dave of the Long Spear.\"\n\nAya leaped down from the tree and landed on her feet right in front of him, and he shifted his sword belt.\n\n\"That's...different. It's okay when we're...nevermind. Are you ready to go?\"\n\n\"I'm always ready for you, Dave of the Hard Spear.\"She reached for his crotch, and Dave slapped her hand away.\n\n\"Not what I meant. We have a job to do, with a lot of money on the line.\"\n\nAya spit on the ground.\n\n\"Human money means nothing to me, Dave of the Thick Spear.\"\n\n\"Then I'll keep your share. We'll work out some, ah, *other* reward. *Later.* There are a couple of highwaymen harrassing travelers up the road.\"\n\n\"Ah, I've never had two men at once.\"\n\n\"Oh, for gods' sakes. Just get your axe, and put on some clothes, dammit.\"\n\n\"It will be as you say, Dave of the Penetrating Spear.\"\n\nDave adjusted the sword on his belt again and went back to the town square. Miranda the Great and Aya would be ready, or as ready as they ever were. Fighter, Mage, Barbarian...all that was left was the Priestess. Hells, with only two highwaymen, maybe he wouldn't even need to bring Carleen along...he walked over to the temple anyway though, and he stepped inside the cool stone building.\n\n\"Sister Carleen, are you there?\"he said. \"We have a new mission, straight from the Princess herself.\"\n\n\"*I'm in the confessional booth, Dave.*\"\n\nAgain, Dave sighed. But he walked over to the heavy mahogany closet, and he eased open the door and took a seat, shutting it behind him.\n\n\"Carleen, are you ready? I'm about to lose my mind with Miranda and Aya, but we still have time to catch those highwaymen if we leave now...\"\n\n\"I'm ready. We can be off at once,\"said Carleen, and Dave could see her topheavy frame through the grate in the confessional.\n\n\"Oh, thank the gods. Let's go...\"\n\n\"Oh, but don't you want to say a quick confession while you're here?\"said Carleen.\n\n\"Huh? Um. Not really my style, but I guess so,\"said Dave. He was just happy Carleen was acting normal. \"I can confess some gluttony, and definitely some greed, as of this morning. And wrath. A whole lot of wrath, mostly directed towards our other party members. Now come on, we have to go.\"\n\n\"Oh, but I have a confession of my own to make,\"said Carleen.\n\n\"Oh gods, no,\"Dave muttered.\n\n\"Dave, I must confess my feelings of lust...\"\n\n\"*Long Spear! Are you here? I'm wearing the clothes the brothel's owner gave me! The lacey ones!*\"yelled Aya, from outside the confessional. \"*Oh look, Miranda is here too! And she's bearing some green, many-limbed creature under her arm!*\"\n\n\"*Dave! It's not what you think! But...I need your help killing this thing I summoned, for...reasons*,\"called Miranda. \"*For my research only!*\"\n\n\"Oh, Dave, it gets so lonely at night here in the temple!\"said Carleen.\n\n\"For gods' sakes,\"said Dave. He felt the gold slipping further and further away every minute. His head hurt. \n\n...But he did know a few things that were good for a headache...", "role": "assistant" } ]
Being the only guy in the adventuring party can be fun. But for Dave, the human fighter who's the only guy in a group of extremely horny and kinky girls, it can be exhausting in multiple ways
"A hundred gold, just to capture a couple of highwaymen?"said Dave, incredulous. "Count it out. The princess's steward dropped it off this morning,"said the tavern keeper. She dropped a fat leather satchel on the oaken bar and Dave heard the telltale jingle of cold hard cash. "I can't believe it. What's the catch?"said the fighter. "No catch. The guards are just stretched so thin with all those orcs running around to the south, and they need somebody to pick up the slack." Dave quickly finished up the last of the bacon and eggs on his plate. Even split among the party, that was enough cash for a new sword and expenses for a month. Not exactly life changing money, but it was a big deal for an adventuring party and it was hardly a dangerous quest... "Well, it's not glamorous. But how can I turn down that kind of reward?"said Dave. "Um. Say...it's kind of quiet this morning. Isn't it?" Catching his meaning, the tavern keeper shifted uncomfortably. "I haven't seen your friends, if that's what you're asking." Dave sighed. "*Friends* is a strong word. Anyway, that's what I was worried about." "Good luck, adventurer." Dave smiled weakly and left the tavern. It was *always* the same story with these girls; the hardest part was never the quest, it was wrangling his party into getting ready and leaving town in the first place. Well, at least he knew where to start looking. Miranda the Great ran the magic shop in town, so he walked across the square and knocked on her door. "Miranda, are you there? We have a job,"Dave yelled. "*Dave, is that you? Um, one second. Don't come in,*"came a voice from the other side of the door. Dave sighed. Miranda was renowned across the kingdom for the spells she could weave...but she was a bit of a homebody. He waited as patiently as he could, but thoughts of gold danced around his head, and after a minute he banged on the door again. "Come on, we don't have all day." "*Just...one minute!*" "I'm coming in,"he said. "*Nooooo!*" He rolled his eyes and pulled a small instrument from his belt, and he jimmied the lock until it clicked. He swung open the door and stepped inside, to find a red-faced but surprisingly fully-clothed Miranda leaning against the counter. Potions and arcane tomes were stacked up as far as the eye could see, and Dave peered around warily. "Whacha' doing?" "Nothing."She answered a little too quickly. "Uh huh. Are you ready? We have some work." "Um. I'll be ready in a minute."She was sweating, breathing heavy. "Have you already talked to Aya and Carleen?" Dave squinted at her, suspiciously. "Not yet..." And then a green *tentacle* extended from behind the counter and wrapped itself around Miranda's ankle. She hastily kicked it back, and Dave threw his hands up in the air. "I can explain..." "I don't have time for this shit. Just take care of it,"said the fighter. "We're leaving in half an hour." He slammed the door behind him and walked over to the edge of town, towards the hunters' camp. Whatever weird magic Miranda was up to he did *not* want to know. "Aya, where are you?"he yelled. "I need you." "You need me, human?"came a voice from above him. Dave jumped, and he looked upwards; Aya, the amazonian barbarian from the southern isles, was sitting on a tree branch twenty feet in the air...totally nude. "Aya, we talked about this. You need to wear *clothes* when you're in a human town." "Clothes make me sweaty. They chafe. You have no trouble stripping naked when I come to you at night, Dave of the Long Spear." Aya leaped down from the tree and landed on her feet right in front of him, and he shifted his sword belt. "That's...different. It's okay when we're...nevermind. Are you ready to go?" "I'm always ready for you, Dave of the Hard Spear."She reached for his crotch, and Dave slapped her hand away. "Not what I meant. We have a job to do, with a lot of money on the line." Aya spit on the ground. "Human money means nothing to me, Dave of the Thick Spear." "Then I'll keep your share. We'll work out some, ah, *other* reward. *Later.* There are a couple of highwaymen harrassing travelers up the road." "Ah, I've never had two men at once." "Oh, for gods' sakes. Just get your axe, and put on some clothes, dammit." "It will be as you say, Dave of the Penetrating Spear." Dave adjusted the sword on his belt again and went back to the town square. Miranda the Great and Aya would be ready, or as ready as they ever were. Fighter, Mage, Barbarian...all that was left was the Priestess. Hells, with only two highwaymen, maybe he wouldn't even need to bring Carleen along...he walked over to the temple anyway though, and he stepped inside the cool stone building. "Sister Carleen, are you there?"he said. "We have a new mission, straight from the Princess herself." "*I'm in the confessional booth, Dave.*" Again, Dave sighed. But he walked over to the heavy mahogany closet, and he eased open the door and took a seat, shutting it behind him. "Carleen, are you ready? I'm about to lose my mind with Miranda and Aya, but we still have time to catch those highwaymen if we leave now..." "I'm ready. We can be off at once,"said Carleen, and Dave could see her topheavy frame through the grate in the confessional. "Oh, thank the gods. Let's go..." "Oh, but don't you want to say a quick confession while you're here?"said Carleen. "Huh? Um. Not really my style, but I guess so,"said Dave. He was just happy Carleen was acting normal. "I can confess some gluttony, and definitely some greed, as of this morning. And wrath. A whole lot of wrath, mostly directed towards our other party members. Now come on, we have to go." "Oh, but I have a confession of my own to make,"said Carleen. "Oh gods, no,"Dave muttered. "Dave, I must confess my feelings of lust..." "*Long Spear! Are you here? I'm wearing the clothes the brothel's owner gave me! The lacey ones!*"yelled Aya, from outside the confessional. "*Oh look, Miranda is here too! And she's bearing some green, many-limbed creature under her arm!*" "*Dave! It's not what you think! But...I need your help killing this thing I summoned, for...reasons*,"called Miranda. "*For my research only!*" "Oh, Dave, it gets so lonely at night here in the temple!"said Carleen. "For gods' sakes,"said Dave. He felt the gold slipping further and further away every minute. His head hurt. ...But he did know a few things that were good for a headache...
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