Elizabeth had been working at the company for three years, giving tit-fucks and blowjobs to just about every man in the building. It was a day-in, day-out, grind of constant cum. However, it would all be worth it, if she kept up the pace, she’d meet quota by next month and earn the right to be bent over desks and fucked in the ass.
“I can’t wait! How about you, Bob? Will you fuck me in the ass once I meet my quota?” she asked.
“Huh? Yeah, sure, slut. I’ll fuck your ass. Next month, right?”
Could you do one with a blonde girl named Elizabeth who has big tits where she had to earned her ass getting fucked by giving titty fucks and blow jobs?
He’d watched a guy take Susi into the mind blank center next to the food court in the mall, then use her for a blowjob while he ate lunch. Before the guy even shot his load down her throat, he’d already spotted another slut that he wanted more and just left Susi under his table.
Rodger collected her and took her to the security office, like any lost property. Sure, he’d have her sucking his cock and have her ass stretched around it later, but he’d be sure to have her de-blanked by the end of the day… Maybe the end of the week.
“Might as well get my cock in you every way I can.”
I liked one of your older mind blank captions especially, the one with the girl getting blanked and then dumped really quick by the guy for the next one. Could you do a mind blank one with a girl called Susi (preferable a redhead) who had been blanked at the mall by a stranger who had seen her at the mall and who already sees the next girl to blank while he fucks her once?
Tashya was a curly haired cutie, standing at just a little over five feet tall. With a round, tight ass, a pair of perky tits, and a smile that could get any man hard, it was no surprise she was taken home every night from the bar.
Sometimes, she even just spent the night getting fucked at the bar.
That night, however, she’d walked into his place completely naked, bent over, and said, “I’ve seen you staring. Don’t you think it’s about time you fucked it?”
Sarai was working at her job as a stripper when it was announced that the Sexual Service Act had been passed.
The first guy to rip off her sheer panties and ram his cock up her already oiled asshole hurt like hell. Though the pain, she wondered if guys would still pay to see women strip, now that they could just strip and fuck any woman they wanted.
“At least I’ll get all the experience a real-slut could ever want,” she thought, listening to zippers being undone and other strippers moaning and squealing.
When Grace went to the mall, she never even managed to make it out of the parking lot most days. She’d just spend hours wandering, sucking cock, getting, fucked, and taking it up the ass.
Sometimes, a guy would even toss her in the back of his car and take her back to his place to fuck senseless for a few days.
“Don’t really need to shop as long as I’ve got plenty of cock,” she told her friends.
I like it when a guy fucks a random girl at some shop or in the mall. Maybe you can do a bit more of that?
On my list of longer short stories, I have plans for more in “The CoffeeShop” setting. Also for one in the mall, several in college settings, and so forth. Even Honor Student Avena will be getting some more public action.
I’ll also be sure to keep this in mind for caption-flash-fictions. :)
What is your opinion if someone takes your original work as inspiration to write something similar (like for example, his own take on the College series)?
As long as that person keeps that in the realm of fan fiction, doesn’t use the “Kinky College” title, links to me, and does not try to publish it for profit, it’s fine.
You have to keep in mind, this is a business for me and these are my products.
“Fuck! This is so much better than I ever imagined! Your ass is so fuckin’ tight, Taylor,” he said.
“Fuuuuck… It hurts!” she mewled out.
“I bet it does, slut! Fuck! This is the best fuck I’ve ever had with you. I am so glad the Sexual Service Act passed. What’d you vote?” he asked.
“I- Unf! I voted… YES! Fuck! I voted yes!” she shouted, then bit the couch cushion.
If she’d known her boyfriend was going to bend her over and brutally fuck her ass the moment it passed, she would have asked him to pretend it already had passed ages ago.
“Yes, I think you’ll do nicely,” her potential employer said.
“Really?” Lauren asked, looking over her shoulder.
“Really. We’ve been needing a nice, big ass for the boys to take out the stress of the day on and yours looks just about perfect. I’ll have to run it through some stress tests, of course,” he said.
“Stress tests, sir?”
“Yes, just bend over my desk and we’ll see how many of the senior staff can fuck your ass before you pass out,” he said, guiding her to the desk and bending her over. —
Sure, Olivia often needed a chair to stand on just to reach the shelves above the counter at any apartment. And, of course, she could barely see over the steering wheel of her subcompact car. However, there were benefits to being a petite girl.
For example, nearly every single guy she fucked had a huge cock, in comparison to her anyway.
Mitch, though, his cock was huge for every girl and Olivia wasn’t sure she’d be able to fit it all in, but she was ready to give it one hell of a try… and then another… and another… until it fit or she passed out!
Summary:Matt’s office lets each of the men take home one office slut for Labor Day Weekend. Sure, he feels a little bad for making her work all weekend, but he’s still more than happy to make use of Amy’s throat and perfect ass.
Amy loves the work, though she thinks it more like play. After all, what’s more fun than sucking and fucking all day?
Will they ever get out of Matt’s apartment over the long weekend?
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Matt rolled out of his king-sized bed and stumbled out into the living room of his apartment. He nearly tripped over the petite redheaded woman sleeping on his floor, looked at her with his eyebrows bunch together for a moment, then continued to the kitchen.
“Yeah… That’s right. I took Amy home from the office for Labor Day weekend. Three nights and three days with her. I fuckin’ lucked out! Man, I so need my morning coffee. You’d think I’d remember fucking her all night,” he mumbled while filling a cup with water, popping it in the microwave, and pushing a few buttons.
He heard Amy groan from the living room. The scent of instant coffee or the buzzing of the microwave waking her up. So, as soon as he had his own mug in hand, he started another for her.
“Should probably get her some coffee too. She’s got a long day ahead of her.”
He was halfway through his own mug by the time the microwave let out a high pitched note to let him know hers was ready. He’d made coffee for her at the office a few times, so he knew she liked two sugars and plenty of cream.
“Coffee?” Amy croaked out from the living room floor.
“Here you go.”
The petite redhead sat up slowly, shook her hair out of her face, and let it fall across her shoulders, down her back, and over her bare breasts. If Matt had been a painter, he’d have asked her to keep that pose all day.
“Here you go. Two sugars and too much cream,” he said, handing her the mug handle first.
She took the mug of coffee, inhaled deeply through her nose, and smiled at the mix of scents. Matt wasn’t sure how good it could be since it was just instant, but if it made her happy to have a little ritual, he was fine with that.
“Mmmmm. There’s no such thing as too much cream. Or didn’t you figure that out last night?” she teased.
“Oh? Never too much?” he asked, winking down at her.
“Never,” she replied, winking back and taking a deep drink of the coffee.
Her green eyes sparkled with hazel flecks and seemed to light up with all the mischief of Ireland. Sometimes she even slipped into a bad Irish accent, despite never even visiting the country.
Matt marveled at how perfectly her hips matched her bust, the way her waist curved in gently, not too sharp or jarring, but enough to give her proportions just the right push towards overwhelming.
“Well, we’ll just have to see. I’ll let you finish your coffee first,” he said, leaning back on the couch and grabbing the remote.
He flipped through a few channels, past a baseball game or two, commercials for Labor Day weekend sales, and the occasional show in another language. Amy drank her coffee and watched as well without bothering to get off the floor and onto the couch.
When she swallowed the last lukewarm splash of coffee with a gulp, she turned to face him, rubbed her head up his leg like a cat, and moaned quietly in a way that almost sounded like a purr. Matt’s hand reached down and stroked her thick, long hair almost on instinct.
The white sheet that her her legs had been wrapped in rolled further down until it was little more than a shifting cloud circling her ankles as she climbed up his legs, to rest her head in his lap.
When her boyfriend suggested that she lick her BFF’s asshole while he fucked them both, Nicki was sure she’d never be able to do it, but a trip to the local mind blank shop freed her from her concerns, worries, and thoughts.
He even had her BFF blanked, since there was a two for one special that day!
“You two are much better sluts now, don’t you think?“ he asked Nicki.
She pushed her tongue deeper into Angela’s ass and looked up at him, full of the desire to please him and empty of words or any other thoughts.
As a senior member of 4H, Jennifer felt it was important that she really get a complete understanding of farm life, which was why she served as a hucow for three months after she turned eighteen.
The first month had been spent undergoing a series of painful, but important, injections. The hormones tricked her body into thinking it was pregnant, which of course made her start lactating.
After her teats were primed for production, she began reporting to the local farm to be milked three times a day. Eventually, they said it would be best if she just stayed attached to the machine so it could cycle more efficiently and extract the milk every hour.
“We’ve got good news and bad news for you, Jenn,” the owner of the farm said while adjusting her chains, straps, and o-ring.
She moaned something that might have sounded like, “What news?” if it weren’t for the ring keeping her mouth open and drooling. She’d been told that the humiliation of mouth restraints improved the flavor and body of the milk women produced.
“The bad news is, you’ve been producing under quota this whole time.”
She rolled her eyes. It was just a 4H project sponsored by her school.
“The good news is that your school just sold you to the farm, so you’ll have plenty of time to work up to and above your milk quota!”
She wasn’t sure what she was hearing? Sold? They promised they wouldn’t!
He stepped behind her and flipped up her skirt, revealing her bare ass and cunt.
Jenna felt his thick cock push into her tiny asshole and couldn’t believe it had actually stretched enough. the pain shooting up her spine quickly drove out much of any thought at all though.
“I love fucking skinny, little sluts like you in the ass. Gonna give you a couple spins after I get this cock all the way in, then watch you go cross-eyed while I destroy this asshole,” he said, letting her weight push several more inches of his cock into her ass.
When Allison signed up at the Orifice Leasing Agency she had no idea how fast she would be completely leased out.
“All my holes? Really? I thought I’d be leased by three different guys,” she said, looking back at him.
“When I saw you walk into the main office, with that ass, I knew I had to get the full, lifetime lease. I can’t wait to fuck you into a drooling, incoherent mess every fucking day from now on!”
“Wow! I never expected I’d get someone who said romantic things like that…” she said, looking down and blushing. —
Like most cheerleaders, Julia was blanked upon admission to the college. She couldn’t remember a time when she wasn’t walking around campus, her tits on full display, ready to bring school spirit to every man by spreading her legs, opening her ass, and moaning around cocks with her mouth.
She couldn’t say much more than “Go team” or “We will rock you” but she really brightened up the campus.
“Billy! Biiiilly! Biiiiiiiilllllyyyyyy” his roommate yelled for him from the other side of the apartment.
“What do you want?” he asked, walking into the living room.
“You know,” she said and her friends giggled.
“Fine…”
He pulled his cock out of his pants and let her take hold of it. In a couple seconds he was hard as a rock, then a few minutes later he came on her smiling face.
“Oh my god! I can’t believe you were telling the truth, Jules! He has to let you do it every time?” one of her friends asked.
“Yeah. He lost the bet, so now he has to let me make him cum on my face anytime I want for a month!”
Maybe you could write something about freeuse being around a while, like in different eras of time? For example maybe the victorian era, noble lord and freeuse maid?
Consider doing a piece with a FitBit that counts fucks instead of steps, and the character is attempting to reach a certain number to stay in shape each day.
The first thing Jess got at her new job was fucked in the ass by her boss. That was how she spent most days after that, either getting fucked in the ass or feeling like she just got fucked in the ass.
Taylor had tricked her into getting hired at the same coffee shop as her but hadn’t told her about the contract. Now, she could be fucked by the employees, patrons, and manager of the coffee shop at any time!
Carolyn knew that it was important to a man’s health to have his cock cleaned as soon as it left a slut’s asshole, so she practiced and made sure she could dismount and get it in her mouth in less than two seconds every single time.
“That little spin is a nice touch,” he said.
She moaned a “thank you” around his cock and hoped he’d let her swallow his cum.
“If you get a question wrong, you will be whipped. If you get a question right, you will be whipped. Anyone who gets a 4.0 in class this semester will get to fuck me. Anyone who fails will become my sex-slave next semester. Is that understood?” she asked.
“Yes, ma'am,” the class responded.
“What was that?”
“Yes… Ye- Yes, Mistress!”
“Much better. Now, you, the brown-haired girl in the back, get up here and eat me out while I lecture.”
Some yes. Some no. Some a little. Not while I’m writing them though. When I’m in author mode, I’ve got both hands on the keyboard, my pants on, and my mind cranking out some scenes.
“Oh, hey hun, where have you been?” Abigail asked while bouncing on some guy’s cock.
“I was getting a blowjob from Sexy Mary Poppins in the bathroom. You having fun?” her boyfriend asked.
“Fuck yeah! This is the third guy I’ve fucked tonight. Hey, you see Slutty Wednesday Addams? She is so your type! You should find her and fuck her ass,” Abigail said while rocking up and down on her masked partner’s thick cock.
“You know me so well! Love you,” her boyfriend said and took off towards the kitchen.
“Love you too! Halloween parties are the fucking best!”
“Oh fuck yes! That’s just what I needed! Thank you so much!” Lyndsey said as the man sprayed her face and tongue with cum.
“Always glad to help. Just let me know the next time you need to suck some cock,” he said.
Lyndsey was glad she’d moved into an apartment complex with an “open doors” policy. She could just wander into anyone’s apartment and get dick anytime she felt like it.
Could you please do more posts about things that are now considered kinky in a free use world? Like men telling sluts they're beautiful and kissing them instead of fucking them? If you find the time, of course.
I’m sure there will be more of those here and there. I should come up with a consistent tag for them though.
Have you ever done a post of a guy having multiple wives? Like marrying 4 or 5 girls at once and having essentially an orgy every night? That'd be so hot
Well, in a freeuse setting, a man could have an orgy every night without having any wives.
Hey! I would really love it if you did more PIV stuff! It doesn't have to be vanilla but as one of your female readers I really don't enjoy anal much because I've had bad experiences with it but of course I enjoy PIV too
No. There really won’t be an increase in that type of material. You’ll see a bit of it here and there, but it will never be a main focus of these stories.
I was reading through this blog again and I thought of something. What if consent became a fetish in the Free Use world? People getting turned on by talking about boundaries and that kind of stuff. Pretending to value your partner as a kink.
Well, in a freeuse setting, there’s no such thing as not consenting. The idea would be as alien to them as someone “not consenting” to small talk or a handshake is to us. It makes pretty much no sense.
I do however cover that some things in a freeuse world are considered kinky, that are considered sweet here.