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Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

When she heard his from coming from her room she narrowed her eyes a bit. He was rarely in there just for the fun of it, especially when she knew how he loved the things she dressed in which she did special for him. But when the door was shut she sighed a bit, her hand taking hold of the door knob.Come on now baby I've seen you naked before so why hide?She asked as she opened the door, peeking inside with a smile. But that smile faded a bit when she saw her boyfriend, dressed in her clothes and dolled up like a pretty girl. she could only stand in shock for a moment, anger, confusion and even arousal setting in at the site.But rather than get the yelling and smacking he thought he would get, Kim looked at him, moving closer with each step she took.Ohh hoo!! now you've gone and done it baby!She mocked, stopping a foot or two away from him.Why are you dressed in MY clothes when I told you not to?She asked with a growl.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Any other time, any other situation, Jamie would be overjoyed to see Kim home from work early. A lot of the time she was too tired to talk much, so they ended up just resting with one another, a head on the others lap. Today? Not so much. A whimper escaped Jamie's lips and he backed up a step for every one his beloved took, voice stammering as he finally worked up the will to explain. I-I.... I was gonna do it as a surprise f-for you! He squeaked once more, grasping for an answer other than that he loved dressing in a womans clothing. Rembember? I f-found your crossdressing porn a while ago...
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

She giggled as he tried to find an answer, nothing that sheered away from the fact that she knew about his fetish, she knew he loved the idea of dressing up like a woman. but it only turned her on, making her wonder how far he would take the role as she moved closer to him until he found himself against the wall.Don't play dumb baby I know you love this stuff..o just admit it instead of lying to me..She told him, pressing her chest against him before gripping his cock through the panties he wore. If he wanted to dress like a sexy little girl then she was gonna show him how to act like one.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Jamie went to protest once more, defiant even knowing that it was useless. That was stopped, however, as Kim grabbed his cock. A gasp escaped his lips that was followed by a moan, legs shaking. Just dressing up like this was getting him hard, let alone her touch. N... No... I don't...
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

She giggled, kissing his neck as she took his own hand and placed it firmly between her legs, letting him feel the raging massiv hard on she had.Amit it to me baby and I'll show you what its like to be a naughty girl.She told him, seeming to let him enjoy his little fantasy, though it came with a price she wasn't going to let him refuse. All she needed to do was take a few steps back once he was completely erect for her and he would be hers after some well taken photos
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Jamie purred weakly as Kim kissed his neck, the warmth and gentleness of them always inspiring a surge of lust and affection within him. If she hadn't done that, there's a chance he could have resisted her teasing, her temptation. But the body is weak, of course. He nodded after a few moments, squeezing her cock- the look on his face when he found out she was a futa, and bigger than him at that, was one of shock and arousal. I... I like it. Jamie nodded meekly, cock straining against the borrowed panties. I like... I like to crossdress, Kim.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Kim smiled when he gave in, loving the way he admitted to it before she gave his cock another rub before pulling away, her monster throbbing and ready to teach her boyfriend a lesson.Since you like to dress like a girl how about you be a good girl and get on your knees for me..It's time I teach you how to act like a proper woman.She told him as she dropped her shorts and her panties to the ground. what he was met with was a nice thick 10 inch cock and was almost as thick as her fist.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Gods, she was large. Larger than any other cock Jamie had been with, although that wasn't exactly an illustrious gallery- two similar ex girlfriends and one failed foray into prostitution when money was tight. With a loud gulp, he sank to his knees before Kim with a nod of his head, subservient expression gradually crossing his face. I... Uh... You're going to be gentle, Kim, right? Jamie asked, blushing softly. They'd slept together before, of course, but he was always the tiniest bit emasculated by her dominance and size. Plus, obviously, he'd never been dressed as he was now, hands on her thighs.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Kim laughed when he assumed she'd be gentle, her hand slowly stroking her monster to full attention, pre cum drooling from the tip. And Why should I be so gentle when my boyfriend wants to dress like a naughty little girl hmm?She teased with a smile, rubbing her pre cum coated cock against his face.Lets see how good you can suck my cock first. Then we'll see how gentle I will be with you..
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

I... Okay. Jamie gave kim another nod and kissed her head, licking up the precum from the underside of her head. He trusted her. She'd never shown a cruel side to herself before, or he thought at least. Shouldn't be... Difficult. Just a bit tricky. It's a matter of relaxing your throat, after all. Sure, she's huge. Sure, his mouths kinda small. But it'll be okay. Probably.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

She watched him, licking her ips with a bit of a grin, a hand holding the back of his head.Get to sucking me baby or I'll fuck your mouth. I'm giving you the chance to be a proper girl and servicing me. or should I just turn you into my dirty cock slut?she teased with a smirk, licking her lips with a giggle, her cock throbbing with need. Her balls were swollen as well, desperate to empty its contents.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Jamie considered answering Kim, but... It'd be a bad idea, in the end. She was a woman of her word, with all that it implied. If she said she'd turn him into a slut, she'd do it or die trying. Nodding with a weak smile, he slowly took Kim's cock into his mouth, still unused to her length and girth. As most people would be, in all likelihood. Jamie's eyes closed and his hands moved to rest on his girlfriends thighs, humming quietly around her shaft as he began to bob slowly, trying to stay calm.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

The moment he took in her length Kim moaned, smiling happily as she gently ran her fingers through his hair. Mmm good boy baby..She praised with a lustful growl of excitement. his hums made her moan louder, her cock twitch as she bucked forward lightly, forcing him to take in even more of her cock.Mmmm yes, suck your girlfriend's big cock like the good girl you are..
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

Jamie gagged slightly as Kim's hips rushded forward, not expecting the intrusion of her cock. He whimpered but managed to keep his actions up, forcing down any panic that threatened to rise within him- in this situation, the best thing to happen for him was to get Kim off as quickly and efficiently as possible. And, to do so, he began to suck her off quite rapidly, cheeks red.
Thread: Is it blackmail if you enjoy it?  (Pokemasterj x FutaFanatic)

As he sucked her off she moaned, licking her lips with a pleased giggle.That's a good girl, sucking my cock good and hard. Lets see if you can play the part as good as you look.She praised, her cock throbbing in excitement against his lips as they worked her. She dreamed of doing this for so long, to have her lover all over her cock. But of course not like this..she preferred it with his own cock buried down her gullet too but that was for another time.
Thread: Empires (Crackicus + FemShep)

The Butterfly Effect. The belief that a simple change in the past can have a profound impact in the future. So it was with the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the tumultuous period of civil war in Chinese history. Zhuge Liang, a famous strategist for the kingdom of Shu, should've died during the northern expansion of the kingdom, after the Battle of Wuzhang Plains. In this story, however, he was felled at the Battle of Red Cliffs, survived by his wife, Yue Ying. Xin Kai was an infantryman for Shu who found himself thrust into the role of strategist, following Zhuge Liang's death. He would meet Yue Ying, who was closer in age to him than Zhuge Liang was. Eventually, the two grew quite close. In his tent at night, in preparations for the northern expeditions, he pulled Ying close and gently pressed his lips against hers. Even though she wasn't considered to be beautiful by most, Zhuge Liang saw something in her not just beauty of the body, but beauty of the mind. Kai saw this too...
Thread: Empires (Crackicus + FemShep)

Yue Ying was devastated that her love Zhuge Liang had passed away. He died like the great strategist that he was. Yue Ying morned hos death greatly, he was the only man that judged her for her brains, not her beauty. He was a brilliant man and while his death was tragic, she had to move on quickly. After all there was still a war going on. Xin Kai was going to be Zhuge Liang's replacement and as a strategists herself she was to work with him. Xin Kai was truly a great strategists almost as great as Zhuge Liang was, but Zhuge Liang was still the best Shu has ever known. As time passed she grew close to Xin Kai, he became a good friend, but things changed when one day they shared a kiss. Yue Ying felt something stronger towards him after that day. She felt like their relationship could actually be something, something bigger then warriors and friends. Maybe Xin Kai was excatly was she needed to fill the hole in her heart
Thread: Empires (Crackicus + FemShep)

Xin Kai pulled Yue Ying closer as he kissed the red-haired, tan-skinned older woman. His tongue slowly eased its way into her mouth. As her chest pressed against his, he could feel their hearts beating together. He slowly slid a hand down to her thigh, pulling it up and around his waist. This way, she could feel the bulge that had grown in his pants, pressing against her as his hips instinctively rolled into hers...
Thread: Empires (Crackicus + FemShep)

Yue Ying let his tongue slither into her mouth, passing her soft lips and into her mouth. She could feel the beating of their hearts, slowly escalating slowly as their bodies pushed closer to each other, fitting like a puzzle. The way his hand felt her lower body along with the passionate kiss was enough to make her feel wet. She blushed brightly as she felt his bulge in his pants as he pushed his hips into hers, only making her wetter in her lower armor.
Thread: Empires (Crackicus + FemShep)

Xin Kai unfastened Yue Ying's armor, pulling it off, then pulling her clothes off piece by piece. He disrobed not long after. He laid on top of her in a position that allowed her to run his tongue over her clitoris, his fingers intruding in her lily, all while his hardened member hung over her lips enticingly...
Thread: Looking for M/M only!

Wrong section, please talk to a staff member and have this moved to Roleplay Requests by Males. Grazie.
Thread: The Gentler Sex [Javorcek & YellowSmoke]

Alenka Grecki The empty, hollow ticking of the clock seemed all too strongly to echo the state of Alenka's marriage, each percussive tick a mimicry of the blows which had left her once beautiful body bruised beneath her pink woolen turtleneck. At 21 she had moved from her native Poland to the United States to be with Krzys, and a month later they had been married. It had been the culmination of a long-held dream to leave her homeland, and with her beloved husband by her side, she had settled in quickly to life in a new country. Five years on, the cloud beneath her had dispersed, only to reform above her as a dark, shadowy gloom. Krzys was out late again - presumably drinking again - and the dinner which Alenka had prepared for him had been sitting cold in the oven for 5 hours. The immigrant relocation clerk could only hope that his spirits would be high enough upon his return that he wouldn't blame her for that too, as he had blamed her numerous times now for the evaporation of his dreams and the stagnation of his career. All the love and passion of their early marriage had disappeared, and her husband only made love to her now when the drink was on him even then, it was not exactly what she'd call love-making. A slim, shapely 5'5, Alenka was certainly a beauty, but her slight frame left her in no position to defend herself when Krzys was angry. Still a part of her loved him, or at least loved the old Krzys, whom she desperately hoped was still alive and well inside him, waiting to emerge from beneath the grimy coat of the violent drinker of whom she now lived in fear. She was curled up on the couch when she heard the door being unlocked, blue jeans clinging to her shapely hips, her knees pulled up before her chest to support the book with which she passed the time, waiting for her husband to return.
Thread: The Gentler Sex [Javorcek & YellowSmoke]

Krzysztof Grecki Youve had enough, Krzys. Johnny, the scraggly looking bartender from Back Streets was busy wiping a spilled gin and tonic off the long, wooden bartop. The Polish man who was sitting across from him had knocked over a freshly poured glass in his attempt to pick it up and take a drink. Krys was borderline disastrously drunk. Johnny never did understand why Krzys came in here almost every night to get hammered. He was probably half of the old bartenders age and always came in wearing nice button downs or suits definitely not like his usual clientele of bums and losers. Maybe the kids job is just stressful and thats why he was always here, drinking gin and tonic after gin and tonic. Ill call you a cabyou okay? Krzys could only nod at first, words were too hard to form. After a moment of feeling Johnnys eyes boring into him, the tall man finally responded in a deep voice coated in a soft Polish accent. YesI am fine. The cab ride back to the small apartment that he and his wife shared was fairly uneventful. Trafficall the time, fucking traffic. I hate this place. Krzys paid the cab fare that was far too much with a menacing glare to the poor cabbie. Then he made his way into the apartment complex and up to the third floor on two very unsteady legs. His 62 frame kept threatening to keel over as he swayed and stumbled alongbut somehow he managed to get home, even if he couldnt manage to make his fingers open the door. Alenka! Door! Krzys growled as he pounded on it impatiently. Stupid keyit wouldnt go into the damn lock. What took you so long? He grumbled when his wife finally- got off her lazy ass and opened the door for him. Krzys could barely stand to look at her pretty face anymore. While the first year or two of their marriage had been nothing but bliss, now it was a complete and total wreck due to his wife holding him and his career back. Just the sight- of Alenka reminded him of his current situation stuck in a shit hole apartment, with a crap job in a middle-management position. His goal by 25 had been to have a house a wife and some childrenthough now at 28, all he had was just the wife. 30 was looming closer and closerhis birthday was in two months and he was still stuck here in this damned apartment complex. He shouldve just married an American girl. Wheres dinner? Krzys was in an especially sour mood today. Some kid with a Bachelors degree just got a promotion over him. Hed been with the company 10 years!! How the hell did some jackass kid fresh out of college with zero experience get the position over him?!?! He should have taken that promotion he had been offered 4 years ago when he had had the chance.
Thread: The Gentler Sex [Javorcek & YellowSmoke]

It's in the oven, Alenka replied, offering her husband a smile and doing her best to seem cheerful. She could see - and smell - that the drink was upon him, and did not want to do anything which would rouse his wrath. She always felt as though she was treading on eggshells when he was in such a state. It was bad enough that he held his faltering career against her, as well as her inability to bear him a son or daughter. That had been tough for her to handle she'd found out after two years of marriage that she would never have children, and though Krzys had been comforting at first, it slowly became apparent to her that that had become one of a multitude of reasons for him to be unhappy with her. He'd passed up the opportunity of a promotion to please her, and the longer his life stagnated, the more she feared for her marriage. I'll heat it up now, she added, turning towards the kitchen. It would take ten minutes to adequately reheat the meal, and the table was already set for him her own used dishes were already washed and dry upon the sideboard by the sink. She'd nearly forgotten what it was like to eat with him, and the old days of candlelit dinners and wine were but a distant memory. Romance? That too had been long forgotten, though it sometimes came back to her as a painful comfort in her loneliness, when she dreamed dreams which would never see the light of day, and in the end they served only to torture her and remind her of that which she could not have, as though romance itself were dangling out of reach, tempting her to throw herself over a cliff in its pursuit. Alenka, though, could not bring herself to the precipice, and instead sank deeper into a growing and all-too-familiar sense of acquiescence.
Thread: The Gentler Sex [Javorcek & YellowSmoke]

As if God wanted to spite him further by giving him a barren wife, it also seemed that he had been sent a wife that couldnt manage the simple task of feeding her husband. Was she mocking him with that smile? There was nothing amusing about his empty stomach. Krzys brow furrowed, green eyes narrowing in irritation that he would have to wait for food. Had he been gone long? So long that dinner had gotten cold? He couldnt rememberhe didnt think he had been at Back Streets all that long he had just had a couple of drinks after all. Though he had lost track of how many drinks he had had after nine... Fine. Krzys growled as he took a seat down at the small table that they ate their meals at. Wellnot really they- as much as he- ate his meals at. Krzys had been drinking so heavily over the past 4 years that he was easily made irritable couple that with an empty stomach and he was downright a danger to be around. If he werent so drunk that he didnt think he could stand without toppling over, he probably would have thrown Alenka into a wall for being so thoughtless that she couldnt even manage the simple task of having dinner ready for him when he got home from a long day at a thankless job. He was a bear to work with at the shipping company he was employed at. When he was sober and going through withdrawal for the 8 hours he had to go without any alcohol, he had almost no patience for the screw ups of his underlings. And then the moment he was finished with work, he went to one of his favorite bars and drank until he felt much betterbut then hed keep drinking guzzling alcohol until he could barely remember who he was. That was how he liked it who he was was a loser and it was all Alenkas fault. What did you do today? Sometimes, hed try to force some conversation between themonly because ten minutes is a very long time to spend in complete silence. It didnt used to be like thishe could almost remember a time when they had first started dating, had been deeply in love, and could spend hours in silences that were not awkward.
Thread: The Gentler Sex [Javorcek & YellowSmoke]

Work was slow, she told him, seating herself across the table from him as the cooker hummed quietly. Janosz's English is getting much better, but he still can't say 'vehicle' correctly he's so funny. Alenka smiled again, trying to lighten Krzys' mood, though that often proved to be a fruitless task. Janosz Chlebowski was another Polish immigrant, and one of Alenka's regular customers at the readjustment and relocation clinic where she worked, helping foreign nationals to find work and to improve their English. He'd been making progress recently but still there some words which routinely caused him problems, as though his tongue had learned to pronounce them one way, and only with intense concentration could his brain win out and voice them correctly. I finished my painting for tomorrow, she tried, after Janosz's difficulties had failed to make the impact she'd hoped they would. I can show it to you. For the past three weeks, Alenka had been attending art classes. As a teenager, she'd loved to paint and draw, and engaged herself in numerous arts and crafts. Of late, with her marriage languishing in the doldrums and work giving her little to cheer about, she'd decided to take it up again, with the hope that an improvement in her mood might precipitate something similar in Krzys. As bad as things had gotten, the pretty blonde still hoped that everything between herself and her husband would right itself again, and that she could be happy and loved in his masculine arms. Sat across the table, he cast an imposing figure, much at odds with her slight, delicate frame. His green eyes were distant, hers pale blue, and hopeful as they gazed at the man she loved so inexplicably.
Thread: The Gentler Sex [Javorcek & YellowSmoke]

Probably the last- thing that Krzys wanted to hear right now was that Alenka was hanging around other men. He knew that it was part of her job, but he didnt want to hear a damn thing about it. Possessive and easily made jealous, the tall Polak had gotten into fights with other men just for looking at his- wife in a way that he didnt like. Not a particularly muscular man, he didnt always win the fights that Alenka got him intobut he was pretty sure he could kick Janosz ass. Hes so funny the simple statement bounced around his drunken mind, pounding against his skull, making his brow furrow in aggravation that his wife so enjoyed spending time with a man that was not him. I do not want to see it. Krzys stated gruffly as he glared at her. He didnt care for Alenkas new hobby and thought it was a waste of her time and their money. Krzys ran the finances of the household using Alenkas earnings to pay for the apartment, utilities, etc. But he was a good enough man that he so generously gave his undeserving wife an allowance. And if Alenka wanted to spend her allowance on something as useless as art, he could not really fight her or forbid her to go though he did often voice his opinion. Im glad you had time to work on your damn painting and not on making sure dinner was warm for me by the time I got home. He had a very old world notion of a wifes place. Alenka belonged in the house, where she was safe from any of Kzrys competition. She should find joy in taking care of the home and her family. Hmmphbut their family was small there was not much to keep her occupied. But still, apparently coming to America had made his wife more of a free spirit. Wellat least she had signed up to take an art class and not something like cooking or sculpture. What self-respecting mad would be caught dead in such a hobby that was dominated by women? What the hell smelled like burnt dinner? Alenka! Did you forget to set the timer?!