Mutual Benefits Ch. 03

This is a new age - dark and brutal, woven with the shadow of the 21st century world. Earth has grown into a savage place where the age of man was usurped by the rise of the undead, the invasion of those from the stars, the awakening of the beyond things and the ascension of the machines. The skies parted, angels descended and demons rose, whole cities turned to sand while other metropolises swelled to greatness. In these times of sorcery and mad science, one fierce and mysterious wanderer's tales are legendary. They call him Blackstone.   # The cold of the mist-filled place bit at the man's naked back. But he did not focus on the chill but on the warm wetness of the ethereal female he attempted to please. He nearly lost himself in the rhythm of pumping his fullness inside of her. She moaned, he enjoyed it, nearly smiling as he slid her large, plump nipples into his mouth. They tasted like the charge in the air. He relished the warmth of her large round bosoms. He clutched

Dear Reader, If you've read Reality Need Not Apply Chapters 1-3 (and you should do this before reading this chapter), you may remember I took a two year break before writing chapter 3. As a result, my timeline got a little mixed up. In one part of chapter 3, I imply it's been almost a year Amanda has been with Dylan and Erickson Industries. In another part, I explicitly say two months. My intention is for Amanda to have been with Dylan and the company for two months. Hopefully, I will avoid further confusion by writing this new chapter much more quickly after releasing Chapter 3. By now, you are probably also aware that this story is a collection of fantasies that I have. Most are not ones I've directly participated in mostly because they would be damaging to my career. I wrote this story where consequences like STIs, pregnancies, and a loss of career aren't factors when one engages in outrageous sexual acts. This story also sexually objectifies Amanda and Sabina. I

Chapter 1 I'm writing this true story to document my life as a cuckold. Just as some men as born to be leaders and some followers, likewise some men are born to be studs, pleasing and being pleased by women, while some men are born to be cuckolds, accepting their limitations and encouraging their wives and girlfriends to find sexual pleasure elsewhere. In my case, I think I was always destined to be a cuckold. And for anyone who pities the poor cuckold, wondering how any man could put up with an unfaithful wife or girlfriend, rest assured there are men like me who have embraced our role and are proud to be the supportive husband or boyfriend to a sexually liberated woman. My story begins back in my sophomore year in high school when I bought my first Penthouse magazine. In it, were a multitude of stories that I would read while masturbating but one story, immediately became my favorite. It involved a husband and wife who were out dancing when a handsome friend of the husband show

I was horny. There, I said it. It had been just three days since the lockdown started and I was beginning to feel awkward sitting at home all alone and working on my computer for the duration of the office working hours. That bit, the working bit was fine. I didn't have a problem. I had a problem with the time after that. My work got over by 4 every afternoon and after that there was only so much TV I could watch after looking at the screen for nearly 9 hours. By the time the first week ended, I was walking around in my bare essentials - a pair of thongs and a matching bra. In case I had to get on a video call during the day, I would put on a shirt and sit there looking all pretty and smiling. What's worse, I had a crush on my immediate supervisor, he's cute. But more about him later. I had begun wandering around the house like a ghost and still feeling horny. I didn't know what to do and I was going nuts. I would finger myself to a slimy grooly orgasm, but that di

Leanne and I were off to Melbourne for a trade conference and looking forward to a few days without the kids. They were both pretty much grown up but still living at home, so we didn't get a lot of private time in the house. We had a good sex life, but having two almost adult sons in the house did cramp our style somewhat. The conference dinner was going to be the highlight and we were looking forward to having a nice meal and a few drinks then getting back to the hotel room afterwards for an evening of fooling around. The dinner was in the function room of the hotel so we wouldn't have far to go. After spending most of the morning walking around the trade show we grabbed a quick lunch and decided to do a bit of shopping before heading back to our room to get ready for dinner. Leanne spotted a shoe store and dragged me in to have a look around. After wandering around for ten minutes or so I noticed some red velvet high heeled boots at the rear of the store. I pointed them out