Flash Fiction Friday: The final betrayal

The final betrayal

I could smell the two of them the second I opened the front door. The mixture of sweat, sex, aftershave and perfume filling the hallway before the door was even half open and, this, after all the promises it would never happen again.

Pushing the door, fully, open I stared at the stairs. Shoes, panties, a tie, bra, shirt and blouse all spread out, going up. The two of them couldn't even wait until they were inside properly. Well, this time enough was enough.

He'd been warned more than once, and this time I meant it, we were finished.

©JSMorbius

Masturbation Monday: While the girls are away

While the girls are away

No sooner did we hear the front door slam, as the girls left for their hen party, Sam and I wasted no time getting upstairs and tearing the clothes from each other's bodies. As soon as we were both naked our lips met passionately, our tongues seeking the warmth of the others mouth and our cocks rapidly hardening against each other.

“Thought they were never going to leave,” I gasped, pulling my mouth from his and falling on to the bed.

“I know. It took every ounce of willpower to stop me from jumping on you while they were up here getting changed.”

As he spoke Sam climbed on to the bed and knelt next to me, his beautiful, hard, cock millimetres from my lips. Reaching forward I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, and slowly ran my tongue along his full length, before slipping my arm between his legs.

Gripping him tightly I pulled him forward, opened my mouth and took all eight inches of his hardness straight to the back of my throat. As I began to bob my head back and forth along his shaft I wrapped the fingers of my free hand around my own hardness, and slowly began to stroke myself. As I slowly continued to suck his shaft the need to come grew rapidly, yet there was no way I was going to allow myself to, at least not until Sam's cock was buried deep in ass.

Knowing I wasn't going to last much longer I pulled my mouth from his shaft and looked up, my first still tightly gripping my own hardness.

“Fuck me, Sam, I'm not going to be able to hold back much longer,” I pleaded.

Smiling back down at me Sam moved in between my thighs, lifted my legs on to his shoulders and, after smothering my tight hole with his saliva, eased the thick, swollen, head of his cock gently in to my ass.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he whispered. “I don't want to hurt you.”

“Don't you dare fucking stop,” I gasped as inch after inch of his cock invaded my body, his thickness feeling like it would tear me open at any second.

Once Sam was as deep as it could go he slowly began to thrust backand forth and, as he built up a perfect rhythm, I wrapped my hand back around my shaft and started to stroke myself furiously.

“Fuck, Sam, I'm going to fcome,” I managed to gasp, as I felt my balls tighten and my legs begin to tremble violently.

“Do it then, Ryan. Let me see you come for me.”

“Oh...fuck...yeah. Fuck, Sam please don't stop,” I grunted as the first stream of my seed exploded from the slit in the end of my cock with enough force to splash my own seed on my face.”

As soon as I came, twitch after twitch from my cock releasing more and more seed on to my chest and stomach, I felt Sam's body tense. Witha final thrust Sam drove every inch of his hard shaft as deep in to me as he could, before I felt his cock twitch violently and his come begin to fill my welcoming hole.

Once we were both fully drained Sam eased his cock from my body, and flopped down on the bed next to me. As he did I slipped my arm under his body, pulled him close and kissed him softly.

“I've been waiting for that for so fucking long,” I gasped, my breathing slowly returning to normal.

“So have I,” Sam replied. “but until we are sure being a couple is something we want to make a go of, and we're not just using each other for sex, I'd prefer it if we didn't say anything to the girls.”

“It's a bit too late for that,” a female voice suddenly said from the doorway.

As the two of us lifted our heads we were stunned to see Marie and Ellie, our flatmates, standing there staring at our, naked, sweat covered, bodies.

©JSMorbius

Tantalizing Tuesday Teaser: Giving the boss a hand

It's my first tease for a while, I just hope I've still got the ability to tantalize you all

Giving the boss a hand

After tapping on the office door I waited for a few seconds, before gripping the handle and pushing it open.

“Mr. Jame...” I began to say before freezing to the spot, open-mouthed at the sight of my boss sitting at his desk, his hard cock in his hand, masturbating slowly.

Seeing me standing there Mr James, instead of trying to hide what he was doing, just smiled and carried on slowly stroking himself as my own rapidly hardening cock started to press, all to obviously, against my trousers.

“You better shut the door, Matt,” Mr James finally said, before releasing his cock.

“I-I-I'm s-so s-sorry, Sir,” I managed to mumble, before lowering my head.

“Hopefully we can keep this between ourselves.”

“Y-yes Sir,” I whispered slowly lifting my head, before pausing to let my eyes linger on his hardness. “It just seems a shame you didn't get to finish though.”

Stepping forward, my eyes never leaving his cock, an idea began to form in my head.

“It just seems a shame you never got to finish, Sir,” I said before dropping to my knees in front of him, wrapping my own soft fingers around his shaft and slowly stroked him, before lowering my head.

©JSMorbius

Sinful Sunday: Busted!

Busted!

Laying back with my eyes closed I couldn't believe how sexy I felt, wearing the lingerie Sara had left behind when she had stormed out, during yet another of our arguments. I had found the lingerie at the back of one of our wardrobes and as I stepped in to the lace boy shorts, my cock already rock hard, and with pre-cum seeping from the slit, I stared in to the bedroom mirror. I would never have done this if Sara hadn't left but I missed her so much slipping in to her lingerie, somehow, made me feel like we were still together.

Once the shorts covered my hardness I picked up the matching top and pulled it over my head, carefully so not to tear it, before sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling on the stockings I found in the drawer.

Taking a last look at myself in the mirror I lay back on the bed, and began to massage my hardness through the panties. Eventually though I couldn't hold back any longer and slipped my hand into the top of the panties and released myself. Reaching in to the bedside cabinet I rummaged around, while still slowly stroking my cock, before I felt what I was searching for.

Removing the cock ring from the drawer I opened my eyes, lifted my head and slowly slipped the ring to the base of my cock. Hopefully the ring would do it's job and keep me hard for longer, while delaying my orgasm, because I didn't want to cum, I wanted the feelings I was having to last for as long as possible.

Resting my head back on the pillows I continued stroking my hardness, using my free hand to play with my hard nipples through the lace top and knew that, even with the ring around my cock, I wasn't going to last much longer.

Stretching out on the bed I began to masturbate furiously, moaning Sara's name the closer I got to coming, until I couldn't hold back any longer.

“Oh fuck, Sara, yes,” I screamed out, as my balls tightened in their sac and my legs began to tremble violently.

Suddenly my cock twitched and I gasped her name once more, as I felt the first stream of thick, white, seed explode onto my exposed stomach. Gasping breathlessly I continued to stroke myself, milking every last drop from my body, before I released my cock and opened my eyes.

As I lifted my head, to stare down at the mess I had made I found myself staring, instead, at Sara, who was standing at the end of what used to be our bed, the keys she had kept while she fetched her belongings dangling from her little finger, with an evil, yet slightly, sexy, smile forming on her lips.

©JSMorbius

Sinful Sunday: Getting help from a neighbor

Getting help from a neighbor

I'd been stroking my cock and dreaming of all the things I wanted to do to my hot, older, neighbor every day since she had first moved in next door and today had been no different. As soon as the house had emptied I had turned my chair to face the window, hurriedly dropped my jeans and boxer shorts and stroked my cock until it was fully erect as watched her through the windows, busying herself in her kitchen.

Once I was fully hard I closed my eyes, her image appearing in my mind and continued to stroke my cock slowly. Picturing her running naked through summer fields, begging me to chase her, I continued to masturbate. My breathing became more erratic, my heart pounded violently in my chest and I knew that I wasn't going to last much longer, I never did when I thought of her but before I could explode I felt another, softer, hand encircle mine.

Fear tore through me and I went to open my eyes, only my vision was blocked by a soft hand covering my eyes.

“No peeking,” a soft, seductive female voice whispered. “Not yet.”

“W-Who are you?” I asked, stuttering.

“Shhh just relax.”

The hand encircling mine released it's grip and I felt her removing my hand from around my shaft, before her soft fingers replace it and encircled me lightly. As soon as her fingers were in place she slowly began stroking me, her fingers lightly running up and down the whole length of my shaft and I felt her occasionally stop stroking and run her nails over the slit in the end of my cock, teasing me.

Eventually though her teasing stopped and her grip became tighter, her strokes more vigorous and I felt my balls started to tighten in their sac and my body begin to tremble. I was about to explode and I still didn't know who was masturbating me, all I knew was that whoever it was certainly knew what they were doing because I had never felt as weak as I did at that exact second.

“I'm going to take my hand from your eyes now but I want you to wait five seconds before you open your eyes,” the voice purred. “If you don't I shall release your cock and walk away, leaving you teetering on the edge do you understand?”

“Y-Yes,” I managed to gasp in reply, my need to cum becoming impossible to control.

“Good.”

I felt her hand move and although I kept my eyes shut, just a she had ordered, I could feel the sunlight on my face. As I had done as she wanted her hand began stroking my hardness even faster, my orgasm building and I knew that when I finally did cum it would be with a force like never before.

“Lower your head and open your eyes,” she whispered softly.

Doing as she said I bent my head down, opened my eyes and found myself face to face with the neighbor I had been fantasizing about when I started to stroke my cock, the woman I had dreamed about so much and lost all control. My cock twitched violently and the first stream of the thick, milky, liquid exploded from the slit in my cock, splashing down onto her exposed breasts.

As I stared down at the woman of so many of my fantasies still stroking my hard shaft, milking every drop of seed from my body, I saw a look of pure, unadulterated, lust in her eyes as a smile formed on her lips.

“I have noticed you watching me, stroking your hardness as you thought about me, every day and I wanted to make your dreams come true,” she purred seductively, as she squeezed the last drop of cum from my cock, “and tomorrow you shall return the favor. I shall be waiting.”

©JSMorbius

Flash fiction Friday: Caught watching

Caught watching

Mistress' door was slightly open and, even though I knew I shouldn't, I moved as close to the opening as possible and peered in to her. She was inside, totally naked, writhing in ecstasy and with her body covered in a thick liquid of some kind.

Turning to leave, her naked beauty causing my cock to stiffen rapidly I began to head towards my room.

“Get your pathetic ass back here and explain yourself now!”

Freezing at the sound of her voice I realized I had been caught, and knew she was going to make me suffer for spying on her.

©JSMorbius

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Sinful Sunday Short: Punished by Mistress...and her friend

Forgive me for I have sinned once again. 

Punished by Mistress...and her friend

Slowly my eyes began to open, the sound of her voice rousing me from my dream and through the blurred haze of tired eyes the first thing I noticed was my Mistress standing above me wearing a thick purple strap-on, which was just inches from my mouth.

“There's someone I want you to meet,” Mistress barked as a smile formed on her lips.

Reaching down she gripped my hair in her fist and turned my head to the side where I saw another woman, dressed in a black corset and with a thick black strap-on protruding from between her thighs, her fingers wrapped around it's shaft, stroking it and looking serious.

“This is Miranda but of course you know that because you have been fantasizing about her, masturbating to images of her fucking her slaves, whilst using my computer without my permission.” My Mistress stated as her smile slowly began being replaced by something else, something that told me I was going to be punished severely. “So I thought, as you seem to like her so much, she should join us. Isn't that a wonderful idea?”

Unsure how to respond, Mistress had never brought another into our room before, I kept my mouth closed.

“Have you forgotten how to behave in front of your Mistress?” Miranda suddenly shouted, as she stepped even closer to the bed. “Because when I ask a question of my slaves I expect an immediate answer.”

Opening my mouth slightly, still unsure how to respond, my mistress suddenly pushed her thick toy between my lips, filling my mouth instantly. As soon as she had Miranda disappeared out of my line of sight, quickly reappearing on the bed between my legs.

“Your Mistress was kind enough to tell me just what you had been up to and, together, we decided on your most fitting punishment.”

With Mistress' fake cock fucking my mouth I had no chance to object, not that doing so would have done me any good and Miranda suddenly scooped my legs up and rested them on her shoulders before inching forward.

As soon as Miranda's fake cock hit my tight hole I could feel that she had already lubricated it, in preparation and as she forcefully pushed against me I quickly felt my hole open and the thick head of her strap-on enter me.

My Mistress continued to fuck my mouth, her thrusts getting faster in time with Miranda's and even though the pain coursing through my body was almost unbearable I eagerly sucked Mistress while her friend, my fantasy, continued to pound my ass until I felt my whole body start to tremble.

Sensing that I was about to come Miranda suddenly pulled out of my ass, my Mistress stopping her thrusts at the same time and I saw the two of them look at each other briefly before they swapped places.

Parting my thighs for my Mistress I was surprised when, between them, she and Miranda flipped me onto my stomach. Gripping my hips Mistress lifted my ass, for easy access, as Miranda took my hair in her fist and lifted my head. I saw Miranda nod her head slightly and, almost immediately, her fake cock pushed passed my lips into my mouth as Mistress rammed her thicker, longer, strap-on deep into my ass.

After what seemed like hours, with the two of them swapping positions every time I was about to come denying me my release, the two of them removed their strap-ons for the last time, looked down at me and then back at each other before my Mistress reached forward. Thinking that she was finally going to give me the release my body craved so much I closed my eyes, only instead of her slender fingers wrapping around my shaft I felt something cold, metallic and snapped my eyes open, just in time to see Miranda attach, and lock, a small padlock to the cage that Mistress had covered my cock with.

“Maybe this will will teach you to not go around looking at things that you shouldn't in the future,” Mistress whispered as the two of them stood above me looking down, their strap-ons both inches from my mouth.

With one last smile the two of them turned away and walked out of the room, leaving me alone, my hard cock straining against the cold metal of the cage and desperate to come.

©JSMorbius2013