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[U/ni] Can't resist my uncle after having reoccurring dreams about him? | some backstory: im 22F in college and he's 55M and recently divorced. he's been staying with me and my mother after his divorce and i never really thought of him in any special way, and we're not even very close, but recently I've been having extremely vivid and reoccurring wet dreams about him at least once a week, maybe more..
In my dreams im always wearing something slutty and just teasing him until he pulls me into my room and locks the door, then he'll push me down onto my knees and rub my face on his clothed cock until it's fully hard. Then he whips it out, throws me down on the bed and fucks my brains out. Every time he makes me cum all over his cock and i wake up with soaked panties.
These dreams have been happening for a few months now, and i was able to brush it off for while, but all of a sudden i feel like i can't resist him anymore. every time i have this dream i want him more and more.
i keep finding myself dressing slutty when we're the only ones home and i try to do him favors and talk to him as much as i can, but i have no idea how to hint at things further, especially because we're not very close to begin with and i just suck at flirting in general lol. Plus i don't want to be too forward until i can guarantee he feels the same because it could cause some awkwardness if he doesn't.
im thinking about asking him to take a few shots with me and maybe even watching a movie together, but we've never done either before so i don't know if it would be too much to start out with.. what should i do to drop hints? what kind of reactions should i watch for in him? someone please help this horny niece lol |
Emma the Escort and her Week Long Job - 1 [20sF/30sM][con][oral][fiction] | During her wild college days Emma realized she liked getting fucked. She also realized that guys liked fucking her. So half way thru her junior year she dropped out and started her own escort service. Working for herself allowed her to only accept jobs she was interested in. It had been about three years and she figured she had probably worked every type of job there was for her; Virginia, married couple three-somes, boys weekends, frat parties, one night flings. But today she was looking at an email for something new. It was an offer for a week long job. For an almost impossible to pass up amount of money. Emma had looked the guy up. He was handsome. Mid-30s, shaggy blond hair, green eyes. He appeared to be in shape and unmarried. He had a pretty high level c-suite job for his age. There wasn't much information about what the week would entail. Devon, that was his name, said he would give her the particulars once he picked her up on Sunday. If she declined he would pay her a small sum and she could be on her way. But if she accepted, he would pay the full amount after returning on Saturday. Emma was interested. Was she going to play the part of girlfriend at a family vacation? Be his arm candy at a school reunion? So even though the money was there, after 3 years of this work, the novelty of the offer ended up snagging her attention more than the cash. She emailed Devon back that she would take the job. Only a few minutes later he had responded. He would be picking her up at 10 am on Sunday. He would tell her his ideas on the way to the airport and she would still have a chance to back out. He also included a suggested packing list. Emma opened the document and scanned it. Her eyebrows rose.
Sunday at 10 am she was packed and waiting. She was wearing a cute little pink sundress. It was long enough to only be moderately indecent but any breeze would cause it to blow up showing off her ass. She had on a matching light pink lacy thong and bra. Emma wasn't shy about her body. She knew why guys liked her. She was short, maybe 5'6", and seemed to carry most of her weight in her ass and boobs. Se worked out to make her ass as round and high as she could and her 34GGs were all natural. A sleek black car pulled up in front of her house and she watched at Devon got out of the back. Emma was already out the door and locking it by the time he made it up the walk.
"Excited for the trip?" Devon laughed as he took her bag.
He opened the door for her, closed it behind her and then placed her bag in the trunk. He got in the other door and the car started moving. Emma sat waiting for Devon to break the silence. It took a few minutes and then he cleared his throat.
"So, do you want to know the general plan?"
"That would be nice," Emma replied.
"I just want to make sure you know that there is no pressure. If you feel this is more than you are up to, let me know. We will return you home with $500 and go our separate ways," he began.
Emma nodded her head in agreement and listened while Devon told her what her weeks job would be. He was going to a conference/meetings and would be busy the whole week. They would fly to the destination on a private plane. Once there, Emma's job would be to basically service him the whole week. He wanted her in his room, mostly naked, constantly. She had free reign to order whatever room service or spa treatments she wanted. If he texted her wanting a picture of her tits, he expected it within 5 minutes. If he came back to the room between meetings and wanted to fuck her ass before heading out, he wanted her ready. If and when he had work events in the evening, he wanted her to attend. Dressed just slutty enough to let everyone there know what she was and what he was doing but not enough to get asked to leave. Emma felt herself getting excited. Sure she had all kind of guys asking to have open access to her body. But a whole week! It was usually a night, maybe a weekend. Most men seemed to tire out quicker than they expected. Looking at Devon, Emma believed he was capable of fucking her just as much as he appeared to be planning on.
"I accept the job," Emma said while running her eyes up and down him. Letting them linger on the bulge in his pants.
The rest of the ride was spent signing various contracts and agreements and then chatting about inconsequential things. Getting to know eachother. When they arrived at the airport, Devon got out of the car first and then walked around to open her door. Someone loaded his and her suitcases onto a trolley and took them off to a plane. She looped her arm in his as he lead the way. They both sat down and sooner than she expected, perks of a private jet she guessed, the plane was in the air. She released her seat belt and stood up, looking to Devon. He was staring at her tits.
"Take off your dress and then make me a whiskey and coke." He commanded.
Emma slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She slowly slid the dress down her body, exposing her breasts. The dress hung on her hips and she removed it the rest of the way with a little shake of her ass. Then she walked to the bar and made him the drink. Swaying her hips a little more than usual, Emma walked back to Devon and handed him the drink. Then she sank to her knees in front of him and reached towards his belt. Devon leaned back and took a sip and she undid his belt, button, and zipper. She wrapped her fingers around his already hard cock and heard Devon take a hard breath. Emma felt her panties getting wet as she stroked her hand up and down his shaft. Her fingers just barely touched around his girth. He was around 6 inches. Emma liked a girthier cock. She leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth with a moan. She started slow, leisurely licking up and down his length before taking him into her mouth again. A few round of this and she felt him slide his fingers into her hair so she began sucking and bobbing on his dick. Emma relaxed her jaw and took more of him into her mouth. A little further each time until she felt the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. She bobbed up and down, drooling, as she went. Then she pressed further, pushing the head of his cock into the opening of her throat, fully taking all of him. She heard him set his glass down as he moaned and his other hand found its way to her head. He started fucking her throat, pressing down with his hands and thrusting up into her face. Emma's lips were stretched around his cock as she wildly moved her tongue around his shaft. He thrust up hard, pressing beyond the small opening of her throat and came, shooting ropes of cum straight down her throat. She lightly tapped his knee and Devon stopped pressing her head down onto his cock. She sucked on his dick to the tip, getting every last drop of cum out of him. She grabbed the base of his cock and then removed it from her mouth while visibly swallowing. She got up and straddled him, sliding her soaked pussy up and down on his softening cock. Devon began squeezing and licking her breasts. She picked up his drink and finished it in one long sip. Then she started kissing and licking and biting him as he fondled her. Emma was so horny. She needed him to be back in action quick. She wanted to feel that cock pounding into her pussy.
Slowly she felt his member hardening against her ass. She moaned and pressed down into it.
"Can you help me join the mile high club?" She asked before licking his neck. She grabbed his cock and placed it at her entrance.
"I think we are going to get along just great this week!" Devon laughed and then slid the head of his cock into her cunt. Emma moaned and tried to press down and get more into her but he held her hips refusing her that movement. Slowly, with each thrust he went a little further into her hot, wet slit. When he was finally fully sheathed in her, Emma was panting and begging.
"Oh fuck. Yes. Please. Oh yes please fuck me. Fuck. I need you to fuck me!"
Devon released the pressure on her hips and allowed Emma to ride him at her preferred pace. Her hands were behind his neck. One hand was around her neck, thumb pressing into her throat, the other was squeezing her breast. The hand left her throat to grab her hip as he started thrusting up into her harder. His head dropped to her breast and he took a nipple into his mouth. Emma felt the gentlest of grazes from his teeth. She moaned.
"Bite me. Oh please, fucking bite them!"
Devon clamped down on her nipple and tugged and Emma moaned. He alternated between her breasts. One hand left from behind his neck to snake between their bodies. Emma started rubbing her clit and she slammed up and down on his cock. The head of his cock just barely grazing her cervix with every thrust. Devon licked her nipple and then bit down as she fully sheathed his cock in her pussy. She came, her muscles spasming around his dick. Emma cried out as wave after wave of her orgasm took her. She slowly sank back into her body, realizing she now had her knees on the seat as Devon plowed into her from behind. She pressed back once, twice and then felt his cock twitch and then the warmth from his cum coating her insides. Devon stayed there for a few minutes before removing himself from her pussy.
They spent some time getting dressed and cleaning up, and then they were both sitting and chatting. While outside she hoped she looked cool and collected, if not thoroughly fucked, inside Emma was jumping for glee about her weeks job. It had been a long while since she had been fucked as good as Devon had. She was starting to think the money might be the bonus to the trip and not the other way around. |
[B/S] I'm visiting my parents and my mom makes it clear she wants to escalate things. | Hi peeps.
Bit of a dramatic last few days. As you all probably already know, friday was a bit of an adventure. Most of your feedback has been positive regarding that adventure. However that didn’t stop me from spending Saturday feeling like something wrong had been done.
Most of the afternoon, I just spent drinking a weird cocktail of guilt and horniness. It almost made me realize horny of a person I am. Actually, that probably sounds absolutely moronic, based on everything that’s happened till now. But, I guess that comes to show you just how intense the feeling was.
In the late afternoon, one of my friends texted me asking if I wanted to go out with her and a group of people from her school. I accepted and ended up joining them at around 8:30 that night.
We drank at her house, then went out to a bar. At, maybe, 11pm, I’m standing at the bar, hanging out with my new friends, joking, laughing… just having the time of my life. When out of the corner of my eye, I see this shadow. In less than a second I looked at it, then looked away. It was my sister walking into the bar with 2 of her friends.
I felt like a bucket of old water had been poured over me. My knees started shaking, my hands didn’t know where to go. The best I could think of was to escape. I turned around and - pretty much - ran to the other end of the bar, definitely away from her sight. The problem was that she sat down at a table right next to the door. So there was no way around it.
My friends are at the bar, probably thinking I’m taking a massive shit, cause I said I was going to the bathroom a while ago. Lol, what a fucking dweeb. I probably looked like such an idiot hiding in there.
This bathroom break took so long that one of my friends came looking for me, to make sure I was fine. They found me standing at the sink, on my phone. Browsing reddit.
“Are you ok?” he asked. “Ummmm,” I stuttered like the little dweeb I am, “my dad called me, so I just needed to get away from the music,” I said. Probably, there was a better excuse to come up with, something that would’ve allowed me to stay in there for longer. But I couldn’t think of it. So I had to come out and come back to the group.
While I was walking out smiling and joking, I felt like someone was dragging me out by my feet and my fingernails were leaving a carved out path on the flooring.
Every step I took toward the bar felt like I was getting one bit closer to the electric chair. Like I was just ready to face the music.
Once we returned to the group, I did my very best to engage in normal conversation. I glanced at my sister and noticed she had not yet seen me. Or, at least she did an amazing job at pretending. Her back was turned toward me. So I had that going for myself.
A few minutes went by, and I almost found myself able to get into the conversation. I was maybe 70% there. When I feel a tap in my shoulder. I closed my eyes and though, “fuck.’
I cannot tell you how slowly I turned. I’m not sure if it just felt like it or if I did it at that speed. But turning around felt like it took a week and a half. Surely enough, it was my sister.
“Hey,” I said, leaving a full pause for her to take over. “Hi,” she began, “I was wondering if we could talk.”
Ok… to come here to kind of say hi for the sake of diplomacy is one thing, but to ask me for a conversation out of nowhere, right there and then… I don’t know. It was a bit much.
To keep the drama away from any third party, I grabbed my sister’s arm and pulled her away from the group for a second. Before I could say anything, she continued, “I havent seen or heard from you in the last week, and I’d like to check in with you.”
My response was the most transparent thought I had at the time. “I’m going to be super honest with you. Since our last conversation I've been doing a lot of introspection. And dealing with the prospect of me being a toxic person to you has been quite the thing to come to terms with. I don’t think I am… but if that’s actually the case, I feel like our lack of contact would only make you want to reach out to more. I think the best we can do is keep our distance from each other. You made your feelings clear. Maybe you were heated and didn’t mean it, maybe you meant every word. I’m ok with that and I don’t think there’s anything for me to say about it. I want you to know I don’t hate you, and you’ll always have an open door if you want to have a relationship as a sister in the future. But, for the time being, I think it’s best if you have some space.”
She didn’t really have a response. She was thinking about what to say. But I decided it was best to leave. Like… I don’t want to pretend I’m this noble idiot. I am very hurt by what happened, and don’t really want to talk to her. But, at the same time, the idea of me potentially being toxic or abusive towards my sister truly haunts me. So I feel like doing anything but staying away from her is potentially counterproductive.
Like I’ve said before, I will tell her about this things with my mom. But not just yet. There will be a better time for it.
Quickly, I went back to my friends, apologized for the sudden exit, and proceeded to leave the bar.
Sunday morning I met mom for breakfast. She asked me to pick her up and we had a lovely time. She couldn’t stop talking about Friday night. To a point where it was almost too much for a public place.
Apparently, they were so hot and bothered that they had sex 3 times more after I left. “If you come to the house, you’ll probably want to avoid eating on most surfaces…” mom said, adding “or maybe you won’t… I don’t know what kind of freak you are.”
Other than the heavily sexual conversation nothing happened, until it was time for her to get out of the car. “Alright, honey, bye,” she said, as she took her seatbelt off. I came in to give her a kiss, like I normally would. But instead of letting me kiss her cheek, she gave me a peck on the mouth. “Maybe one day this week you’ll make some time for your horny mom.”
Nothing else to report for the day.
Yesterday I had a normal day. I hung out most of the evening by myself. At around 9pm, the doorbell rang. Extremely weird, because anyone that knows I’m here has keys to the house. So what the fuck would anyone come here. When I looked at the peephole, I saw my sister, standing outside the door.
I opened the door and she asked me if she could come in, and so she did.
Alright, I know you are all huge fans of these cliffhanger endings, but I really need to get going with work, and this feels like the best way to break things off. I will post an update later today or tomorrow morning with part 2. |
20 [Fm] hidden under the blanket fun | My boyfriend and I had another couple friends over. Usually we have some drinks, play games and they sleep at my place. This time everything was the usual. We had a lot of drinks already and since I'm known to freeze fast and get tired I got a blanket with me. At some point my boyfriend and the other girl went outside because she wanted to smoke and he was in a switch game. So we both were left alone and he's concentrating on his game while we talked a bit.
I can't really tell why but at some point I started to touch myself under the blanket. Not much but like stroking one finger over my pussy and playing with my clit a bit. He finished his game and I stopped before our partners came back. We decided to watch some movie together and my boyfriend got under my blanket to cuddle.
After a while I then moved my hand to his pants .. he looked at me surprised but didn't do anything to stop me, so I continued until I wrapped my hand around his dick and from his stiffness I could tell he liked it. I started to stroke while our friends were next to us and he started to touch my pussy too teasing me. We continued a while like that before he stopped my movement and pushed my hand back. He asked the others if they want drinks and then me to help him grab some..
I followed him in the kitchen and after he closed the door he pulled off his pants grabbed me by my hair and pushed me on my knees. Forcing his dick into my mouth and started to facefuck me.
It didn't took long until he came and left me a horny mess by saying "next tine i will make you cum next to them" when returning to the others |
F19 I want to be fucked by my mean professor | I ‘m a sophomore in university and this semester I ‘m taking a history class with a professor that is kinda short and chubby but extremely attractive in a “I will own your holes and use you like the slut you are way.”
Basically since the beginning of the semester I have noticed him looking me up and down and the two times that I went to his office hours there was so much sexual tension. I can feel that he wants to pull my leggings down and fuck me like I have never been fucked before but he won’t make a move because of his reputation. Also he is a really mean professor and loves bashing students but even that turns me on even more. I don’t know if I should let my intrusive thoughts win and put my academic career in jeopardy to get fucked by him or not. |
[F/d] [B/S] I was turned on hearing my daughter fuck her brother Update 9 | Thanksgiving weekend was a little chaotic but we made time to sneak away and fuck even with the extra family in the house. Only one of my wife's older sisters, Mimi, came to Thanksgiving this year with her family. The interracial fetish runs in her family so her husband is white too. I like my wife's side of the family, but with the new dynamic we have in my family it was getting irritating trying to find opportunities to sneak away for a quickie with my wife or daughter. Their kids get along super well with ours so at least that was an easy distraction for them.
I don't want to offend anyone by saying this, but I'm usually into petite thin women. But seeing my wife's sister makes me reconsider that choice. She is a borderline rap video girl. She's a big girl but almost all the weight has gone to her ass, it's a beautiful sight. Her and her husband are very affectionate and I get turned on seeing him squeeze her big ass.
They planned to stay till Friday but ended up staying an extra night and leaving Saturday morning. The kids had fun making a fort and having a sleepover out in the living room, so Mimi and her husband stayed in our Chuck's bedroom and he moved to his younger sister's bedroom for a couple nights. They also don't have shame about fucking every chance they get, so when me and my wife were fooling around we heard some creaking and moaning coming from the floor above.
It was tough getting alone time with Chloe with all the people in the house but we made it work. There was some touching and teasing when people's back were turned but we couldn't fuck like we have been, Thanksgiving night Chloe knocked on my door. Me and the wife had fucked and were ready to fall asleep. She let herself in and said she waited for everyone in the living room to fall asleep before she came down. She dropped her robe and was naked underneath. She had blown both of her brothers before coming downstairs and wanted to do me next. I sucked my wife's tits and watched Chloe blow me. Normally I need a little more time to recover, but having my wife and daughter in my bed helps cut that time. I was hard and still sensitive, and I came in Chloe's mouth in less than 10 minutes. She swallowed every drop and kissed the head of my cock then kissed her stepmom and said goodnight, then she put her robe on and left.
Friday was easy. When Mimi's family decided they were staying one more night me and Chloe made a trip to the grocery store. We pulled behind an abandoned bank and Chloe was already climbing into the backseat. I parked and got back there and she already had her sweats around her ankles. I pulled them all the way off and pulled her thong to the side. It said "PRINCESS" in pink letters on the front. I licked her and she dug her nails into my head. I took my dick out and Chloe guided it into her wet welcoming pussy. She came really quickly and we paused for a second. When we resumed I was fucking her doggystyle and came in my daughter again. We got to the grocery store and she was acting like she had just chugged three red bulls.
That night the heater was blasting so the girls weren't wearing their usual sweats. Chloe had on a pair of loose fitting short shorts. I don't like her wearing them in public because they're so short that if she wore panties you would be able to see them peeking out the bottom of the shorts. It was tough not to stare but I saw both my wife, sons, and Mimi's husband staring at Chloe's barely covered ass. My wife said she saw Mimi staring but I didn't catch her.
Chloe didn't visit my bedroom that night. The next day we had a big breakfast then said our goodbyes and Mimi and her husband and their daughters all piled in the car and left. It sucked to see them go, but it made it easier for us to get back in our routines. Chuck was staying all weekend. We had another orgy in our bed. Wife didn't want to try a dp again. I laid back and wife and Chloe both sucked my cock, Bobby was fucking his stepmom and Chuck was fucking his sister. Wife was mostly "instructing" Chloe and telling how sexy she looked sucking her daddy's cock. Chloe was acting all innocent and asking me if she was doing a good job sucking dick.
I came and Chloe jerked me off onto both their faces. They made out and licked my cum off of each other. Once they were done with my cock my sons picked up their pace and were fucking the girls hard. I loved watching the chocolate vanilla swirl of my wife and daughter, both getting fucked and cumming. When the boys finished they both took a seat on the edge of the bed. Chuck grabbed my wife's hand and took her to the bathroom, I heard the shower turn on. Bobby said he had to work early and left. Chloe cuddled up with me and she was asleep when wife and Chuck came out of the bathroom. She kissed me and told me she was spending the night with Chuck.
Chloe woke me up with a blowjob, the room was cold so I stopped her and carried her to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and we made out till the water was hot then fucked in the shower. She hung out with her friends most of the day after that.
Even though this new dynamic had just started it was still tough to have to be more discreet for those two days when Mimi's family were here. Even though I love seeing them it was great to relax once they left. |
[F/d] I(53) saw my daughter(32) after breastfeeding Update 10 | Haley and me have been a lot more affectionate and have been connecting really well lately. Her friends coming over so much to help has been torture for both of us. She has to cover up her body and I have to try not to gawk at her curves. As soon as they leave she'll peel her clothes off and be walking around in her bra and panties. We have the heat on all the time to make sure we stay warm enough to wear as few clothes as possible.
I've been working from home since my injury so I have privacy in my bedroom. We have been having more frequent phone sex, its two or three times a day sometimes. Haley has found a new favorite hobby. Coming into my room and teasing me during zoom meetings. Unless the kids are being loud I leave my door open all day. Haley will hear me and the other voices over my laptop and come into my room to show off her body.
Last week she had on this amazing set of maroon lingerie. Her huge tits looked perfect pushed together by the bra and she had given herself a wedgie with the panties that were now a thong. She came in and leaned over my bed to let her tits hang right in front of me and was asking me questions. Like if I was hungry, or if I needed anything to drink and what I wanted for dinner. She stood there grinning knowing I was looking like a drooling idiot on camera.
The day after that we had the house to ourselves. She got home from the shopping and took her pants and bra off, the rest of the night she only had on a white tank top and deep blue panties. She did her usual teasing when I was working. I logged out a little early and went to the living room to watch tv. She heard me and her head popped out of her doorway. She smiled and asked if I was open to trying something new. New was good, my dick got hard and I said yes. She waved me over and I hobbled to her bedroom.
Haley was topless and was covering her nipples with one hand. She still had those panties on. She said she hadn't pumped that day and she was really horny so she thought we could try something together. I always say yes to more intimacy between us and she was happy to hear me say yes. I stripped and laid on the bed where she told me. I played with my dick a little and watched her get ready. She let go of her tits to take her panties off and grab a vibrator from her night stand. She tried to cover her breasts again but gave up and moved a pillow near my head. She straddled it and put the vibrator under her against her clit and turned it on.
She let out a long moan and leaned forward. I took one of her tits in my mouth and squeezed the other with my hand. She moaned again and started riding her makeshift vibrating pillow. I love the taste of her milk, it feels like I'm getting drunk from it it's so intoxicating. My brain just shuts off when I have her warm milk straight from the source. I was stroking myself and savoring every drop off my daughter's milk.
Haley was commenting how good it felt between muttering "fuck, god, oh fuck." I could hear the vibrator she was grinding into and I was imagining how wet she was. I was so turned on I was humping into my hand. I could see Hayley was watching me jerk off. The bed was shaking from her riding her pillow and her panting was so sexy. I let her nipples free and told her I was close. She reached over and grabbed my dick, she squeezed it then pulled her hand back and apologized. It pushed me over the edge and I came like a fountain.
I hit her arm and covered my stomach with cum. Haley kept grinding into her pillow and told me not to stop playing with her tits. I kept sucking and teasing the other with my hand. Haley finally came. She leaned forward when she had her orgasm and it felt so hot having her mash her tits onto my face and feel her body quakes.
She flopped off the pillow and we were laying like we could have done a 69. Hayley was staring at my cock then looked at my face and giggled. She asked me what I wanted for dinner. We ordered pizza.
We went our separate ways to shower and clean up. I finished first and flipped around on the tv and browsed reddit. Haley finally came out with a towel on her head and nearly see-through tank top and grey panties, she scooted into my lap and we cuddled for a few minutes till the pizza got there. We ate together and after I put the leftovers away we sat back on the couch to cuddle again. She apologized for grabbing my dick, but I assured her that is not something to feel sorry for.
I felt Haley fall asleep in my arms. I loved hearing the sound of her gentle breathing. She stirred when a commercial got too loud and she said she was going to bed. She grabbed my hands and didn't get up. Then she asked me to sleep in her bed tonight, "It feels good having you so close."
I followed her into her bedroom, my throat was dry. I stripped naked and got in bed. Haley went to brush her teeth, she watched me from the bathroom doorway. She turned off the lights and I heard her get naked and she got in bed with me. She pushed her body against mine so she was the little spoon. I wrapped my arms around her and she interlocked our fingers. My dick was hard again pressed against her ass.
Haley sleepily asked if I wanted to go again. I said it'll still be there in the morning. And let her get some rest. It took a while for my heart to stop beating so fast and I fell asleep.
In the morning she knelt next to me and let me suck on her breasts again while I jerked off. I asked her to tell me about her lesbian experience with her roommate again. She moaned a little during the story. I came again and made a mess on myself. Hayley kept her breast up to my mouth and let me drink from her for a while after I came. I released her nipple and she hugged my head. I could hear her heartbeat. I felt so close to her and it felt like I should have told her I loved her. It was so sweet and sensual having her hold me like that.
She let me go and she said she it was getting late, I needed to log onto my laptop for work. She got a towel to wipe me off and went to get my laptop. She told me to work from her room today, so I don't have to go all the way back to my room, and I could use her shower. I logged in and left to shower. I was still drying off and Haley brought me breakfast in bed, she had unfortunately thrown on some underwear.
Some of the workday Haley laid next to me in bed. She read a little and was on her phone with her friends. I loved having her so close to me, not even doing anything, just enjoying her presence in the room. I slept in her bed again that night. We had to stop the next night because her kids came back home.
We slept together again last night. We didn't masturbate together, we had phone sex then I snuck over to her room.
I think I'm in love with my daughter. I don't know what else to say or how I'm supposed to feel or how this will affect our lives. I think I'm in love with her. |
C is for CNC [FM30s][rough][degrading][public] | Meet me by the lake. Come alone.
That was all the note had said. It had been hastily scribbled on a napkin and dropped in her handbag at some point during the party. Chelsea thought the handwriting looked like Cole's, but it didn't look quite right, as if he had used his left hand or something. Determining that the note must have come from her fiance, Chelsea decided to follow the vague, somewhat ominous note.
Apart from the distant sound of music, it was quiet down by the lake, not a sign of another person. The sun had almost completely set, and although it wasn't raining, the air was thick and heavy with moisture. Chelsea could feel the wet grass brush against her toes peeking out of her sandals.
She wished that she that she had bought a jacket with her as she felt her skin begin to goosepimple from the growing cold. Never mind, she thought, if Cole was out there, he would surely warm her up. But where was he?
Chelsea scanned the lake one last time before turning to the woods that ran beside her. The trees cast long, dark shadows so that she couldn't see anything beyond the treeline. But as she was looking, she heard the sound of a twig snapping under foot. It sounded heavy like a person.
"Cole?" She called out. Silence.
"Cole." Chelsea tried again louder and clearer this time since she thought she could something moving between the trees.
Usually Chelsea would have been much more apprehensive about going alone into the woods potentially following with an unknown stranger, but as it was her engagement party and everyone was here to celebrate her and Cole, she decided that on this occasion it would be fine. Still, she found herself hesitating as she stood at the edge of the treeline. Taking in a deep breath, she could hear the sound of her heart beating inside her chest and smell the damp, earthy scent of the woods. She then took a step forward.
"Cole," she called out. "Are you..."
But she was cut short by the feel of something roughly pulling her hair from behind and a large, calloused hand smothering her mouth. Tears pricked the back of her eyes, not so much from the pain, but the shock of suddenly being so roughly handled. She tried to call out, but the hand muffled her cries.
"Don't make a noise," a familiar voice growled in her ear, low and menacing. His breath, tinged with the peaty smell of whisky, caressed her skin. "I'm going to move my hand, and you know what you have to do. Alright?"
Chelsea nodded as his hand slid away from her mouth and rested against her exposed collar bone. His thumb and index finger followed the curve of her slender neck. All he would have to do is squeeze... but Chelsea knew the words, two little safe words that would have him backing away from her.
She could feel him pressed up behind her. The heat of his body and his heart pounding inside his chest as adrenaline coursed through him and spreading into her. She could feel his erection growing and pressing against her butt cheeks. The thin, silky material of her dress doing very little to protect her. Chelsea let out a small, muted whimper, but she didn't say the words.
"That what I thought," the husky voice rasped in her ear. "You filthy little slut."
Before Chelsea could respond, she suddenly found herself flung up against one of the trees. Chelsea braced herself for the impact as the side of her face was forced up against the bark. She could feel it cutting into her and was sure it would leave a graze that she would somehow have to explain to her party guests. But she couldn't worry about it in that moment as her attacker kicked her ankles.
"Spread them." Chelsea did as she was told. "Good."
Her dress was then lifted up around her waist, exposing her bare, round bottom. The cold air caused her skin tontingle, as the thong she had picked out did nothing to hide her modesty. A calloused hand slipped between her legs, pulling her underwear to one side, while the other one still held in place.
"Oh, look at that. You're so wet right now," the voice cooed into her ear. "Horny little slut gets turned on by the thought of me violating her body. Don't you?"
His fingers teased at her entrance, slipping in her wetness. Chelsea bit back a whimper when his thumb brushed against her clit.
"Say it, say you're a filthy, dirty whore."
His fingers tugged at her hair, pushing her face further against the tree.
"I'm... I'm a filthy, dirty whore," Chelsea's voice caught in the back of her throat as she tried to speak. Her fingers digging into the bark of the tree.
"Yes you are," her aggressor agreed, slipping a finger in between her wet, dripping lips. Chelsea moaned. She was nervous, worried, cold, and slightly sore, but she didn't think she had ever been so turned on in her whole life before.
"What would your fiance say if he could see you like this now? See you for the cheap little skank that you are. Do you think he would still want you?"
"I... I... don't..."Chelsea struggled to speak as he began pumping his fingers in and out of her so that her juices coated his hand.
"He would call me a whore," she finally managed to stutter out.
"Yes he would. And I'm going to show you what happens to greedy little whores like you."
He removed his hand from between her legs, and she could hear sound of a zipper coming undone. Chelsea stood panting, pressed against the tree, preparing herself as he grabbed her by her the hip, his fingers burying into her soft, smooth skin. She then felt the head of his cock ramming against the entrance of her pussy. She gasped as he forced himself all the way inside her, stretching and probing her without regard.
He smacked into the back of her, jolting her forward. Chelsea cried out as her pelvis hit against the hard, unyielding bark of the tree. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her as he held in place.
"Quiet bitch," he hissed, digging his nails into her hip bone.
Chelsea bit her bottom lip as he continued to work in and out of her. She could feel his entire length thrusting and pounding inside of her, making her want to moan and whimper out load. A shocking sense of fear and desire erupting inside each time he slammed against her.
"You want this so bad," he growled behind her. "You're so fucking wet for me right now. You're so shamless."
Chelsea nodded, the bark scratching against her cheek. She was. He was hurting her, humiliating her, using her as a play thing, but she wanted more. Chelsea bucked her hips, meeting his thrusts as he penetrated her harder and deeper.
"You're just a dirty little fuck toy aren't you." He gave her hair a sharp tug, pulling her head right back, before letting go. His hand slipped down to the nape of her neck, slowly sliding round so that he had hold of her throat. "I can do whatever I want to you, and you'll just let me."
He then began to squeeze. Chelsea gasped as he constricted her airways, but she didn't try to push him off or struggle in any way. Instead, she embraced it, letting the euphoric feeling of breathlessness wash over. He was right he could use her anyway he pleased, and she would lap it up. She was desperate, greedy, and filthy. Just for tonight she was his shameless little fuck toy.
"There you go," he murmured almost tenderly as he tightened his grip round her delicate throat. "You going to cum for me aren't you."
Chelsea nodded, unable to speak even if she wanted.
"Good girl," he purred, giving her butt cheek a hard slap that caused her whole body to quiver in pain and anticipation.
"Cum for me, slut," he snarled picking up the pace. Chelsea felt as she was about to pass out from the lack of oxygen and the way he repeatedly, relentlessly continued to plough into her.
He spanked her again, the sharp, stinging noise ringing out through the woods. If anyone was standing down by lake they would have surely heard. But Chelsea didn't have time to think about that as she could feel feel her orgasm releasing inside her. A silent scream tried to escape her salivating lips as her legs began to tremble.
Her assailants grip loosened as he let go of her neck and grabbed her hip bones with both hands. He gripped so tight that she was sure he would leave a bruise. With one final slam, she could feel him empty his seed inside her. Catching his breath, he slumped against her, slowly milking every last drop inside her.
"That was amazing," he whispered in her ear. "I'm going to pull out in a second. Wait a couple of minutes, then come find me."
"Uh-huh," Chelsea panted.
"Good girl." He stroked her tussled hair and kissed her on top of her head before pulling out. She could feel his cum gushing out of her, streaming down the insides of her legs, as her dress fell down back over her bottom.
She listened to the sound of his footsteps crackling as he walked away. But she didn't turn to look at him as she was still trying to catch her breath and process what had just happened.
After a while, Chelsea was able to collect herself enough to walk back inside and freshen up in the bathroom. Just as she suspected she had a graze on her cheek, but it wasn't that noticeable once she clean it, and she was able to mostly cover it with her hair that she managed to brush straight with her fingers. Apart from that, she decided she looked presentable enough. No one would see the bruises on her hips anyway.
Once she rejoined the party, she found Cole in the dining room. He smiled when he saw her and beckoned her over. She noticed he had a fresh tumbler of whisky in his hand.
"You found me," he said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. Chelsea nestled her cheek into his chest. If he noticed her graze, he didn't say anything.
"Of course, I'll always come to you," she replied.
Standing close to him, she could feel the heat of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Beneath the scent of his cologne and aged whisky, she could smell the damp, earthy aroma of outside. Breathing him in, she nuzzled in closer.
"Aww, look at you two. Aren't you both just adorable," one of the guests remarked.
Chelsea blushed. She had to agree that they were. |
I 19[f] fucked my collage professor 40[M] after months of flirting in lectures |
I’ve never been much of a teachers pet until I walked into my first year anatomy lecture and set my eyes on my eyes on him. He was in his 40s and I was only 18 but I didn’t care one bit. Fast forward to a couple of months of intense but subtle flirting during lectures and I he was regularly helping me with my assignments after I’d asked for help. Although it was clear we were both attracted to each other he tried really hard up keep things professional.
One night by sheer luck I was in a bar when I spotted him (my uni town is a small place). I’d had a few drinks and was feeling extra horny so I went over and we started talking while sat in a booth in the corner of the bar. Next thing I knew he his hand was running up my thigh. I could feel my pussy getting wet as it craved him to get closer but he just lingered making me want him more. That was all I needed to motivate me to suggest we head somewhere more private and he didn’t hesitate.
We ended up at his flat. Within 30 seconds of walking through the door he had me pinned up against the wall, one hand around my throat and the other working on unzipping first my skirt and then his trousers. Months of building tension was finally exploding and I was finally about to get the dick is been craving and fantasizing over. He then picked me up threw me on the bed and began to drill the shit my very tight pussy. It was bigger then I’d imagined! It ended with me on my knees worshiping his huge dick as I began bobbing my head up and down, slurping away at the same time. Once I started it didn’t take long before he exploded in my mouth.
After that night I every time I say in his lecture I couldn’t help but smirk. We carried on seeing each other a few times and needless to say I got a first in human anatomy. |
Car sex after a dinner out | Since finishing University, I haven’t been going out a lot but last night some friends invited me to go out to dinner. It wasn’t a fancy place but the food was great we all had a good time.
Throughout the evening, I caught a waitress looking at me each time she passed our table, let’s call her Rachel . She was relatively tall, incredible legs and a stunning ass.
When we had finished our meals I asked if anyone wanted another drink and made my way over to the bar. Once I got there I struck up a conversation with her and we got pretty flirty very quick. After a few minutes of chatting, I asked what time she finished work and she said she’d be finished in a half hour.
I went back to my table and most of our group left pretty soon after and I waited until I saw Rachel walk out. We walk out to the carpark and in no time at all, we were making out up against my car. There were a few people around so we got in the car and kept making out. We quickly got handsy with each other and my hand was up her skirt and rubbing her pussy through her panties. She then pulled my pants down and gave me the sloppiest blowjob of my life. I had to pull her off my dick to stop her from making me cum. I then got on top of her and slid my cock into her dripping pussy.
The car sex was a pretty standard quickie but we then went back to my apartment. If you want to heard a pt2, let me know. |
Making my ex cum as she sat on my lap on a train back to London [MF] [Public] [teasing] | This a story from about 7 years ago when I was with my ex. We’d been on a day trip and were heading home on the train when we decided to have some fun.
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We sat by each other on the train, the light gradually dimming as the sun set.
We hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other all day as we walked through the city with our fingers intertwined, lips locked and bodies pressed against each other almost constantly.
She was sat a little on my lap, her body resting against mine as we kissed. Her soft, supple lips felt divine. My right hand slipped up her back and started to lightly pull at her hair.
I was growing hard and she could feel me through my jeans. She smirked and started to stroke me through the fabric. Her fingers wrapped around the width, sliding up and down, drawing a soft moan out of my lips.
I pulled her closer so I could whisper in her ear.
“Naughty girl,” I said with a soft growl. “But two can play at that game.”
My left hand drifted below her dress and started to work up her thigh, my fingers lightly digging in to her skin. I reached her panties, a white, thong, and started to stroke her through them.
“Already wet, baby,” I smiled. She had stopped smiling and become almost breathless.
“Do you want more?” I asked softly.
She looked at me desperately and nodded quickly. Her pretty blue eyes full of pleasure and trepidation.
“Good girl,” I smiled.
I moved the thong aside and gently slipped my fingers inside her tight, wet pussy. With two fingers, slightly curved upwards, I started to stroke, gently brushing her g-spot every time. My thumb rested on her clit and started to circle, pressing in a little harder every time.
Her hands were gripping me tight. Her nails digging in to my skin. I kept going. Her body started to tense and shiver. I stroked and circled faster and harder.
She was dripping all over my hands and I could feel how close she was. How desperate. She buried her head into my body and started to bite me to keep quiet.
“Cum for me baby,” I growled in her ear. “Cum for me.”
She started to buck and shake on my lap. I gripped her tight and held her into my chest as I kept stroking her pussy until she could take it no more.
I slipped my fingers out of her tight, wet pussy. I smiled and sucked them dry as I looked into her pretty blue eyes. |
[M/S] Me and My mom | I’m sorry y’all idk why Reddit won’t chill this is the last time I’ll repost this.
[M/S] My mom and I- the first time
Just to get some quick questions out of the way:
I’m so glad I found Reddit has these darker subreddits because I can finally talk to somebody about my relationship with my Mom. Basically it started years ago and we’ve been going at it like crazy ever since. I think she enjoys the taboo of it as much as I do. I still live with her to this day and graduated college in 3 years just to get back to her sooner. I have a sister but she has no idea about any of it my dad is not in the picture. While there was a ton of lust in the beginning she made me work for every little new thing but at this point we’ve done it all. Neither of us date anyone else because we don’t need to and I know for a fact this is the best sex I’ll probably ever have.
So basically she initiated. She came into my room at like 2 o clock and woke me up in the middle of the night. At first I was basically pissed. Like why tf is my mom waking me up in the middle of the night for no reason. And when she started talking it was dumb standard parents talk about how my day went and shit like that. I was just playing along trying to not be a dick. She then goes into how proud she is of the young man I’m becoming and how impressed she is with how mature I’ve gotten and I’m just kind of like uh thanks?
But then she says but now that you’re getting older there are things that we need to address. She says she knows I’ve always loved looking at her and that’s fine but it becomes a problem when other people like my aunt are pointing this out to her.
So obviously I was immediately pretty mortified embarrassed, all that, but she just kind of rubs my chest to console me and tells me it’s okay I didn’t do anything wrong. She said she was even flattered that a young guy would still find her attractive. Then she scoots closer to me on the bed and kind of leaves over closer to me and puts her hand a little too high and inside my thigh. She basically says she will always love me no matter what and that she didn’t want me to have to deal with these new confusing feelings alone and she would help me deal with them if that was what I really wanted.
So I’m not a brick fucking wall and I had an idea of what she could possibly mean so I was obviously like uh yeah.
When I say yeah she kind of smiles and starts caressing my inner thigh acting like she didn’t know she was gently brushing up against my dick. After a couple seconds of that she asks if it’s ok and I’m like yeah and then asks me if I can make room and again I say yes and she gets in bed and pressed her body into me while she starts just kind of caressing my crotch. Once she feels me get hard she sticks her hand under my boxers and starts stroking me.
Now I won’t lie at this point I was like almost shook for reasons that should be obvious. But in my head I was just like “dude your bombshell of a mom is jerking you offdont waste this” so then I’m like fuck it and I go for her boobs. As soon as I do she puts my arm around her and puts my hand on her asscheek and snuggles up next to me. So at this point I’m clearly rock hard. Im feeling up my mom snuggled up to me while she jerks me off. And the boxers are becoming a problem so she just asks me if I want to take them off and again obviously I say yes.
So now she also snuggled up to me jerking my bare cock and she’s resting her head on my chest staring at my cock like a god damn meal. To the point it just gives me crazy confidence so I grabbed the backing her head and pull her face to mine and aggressively French kiss her. I probably bust like 5-10 seconds later.
As soon as i bust I thank her like crazy tell her I love her oh my god that was amazing but she is kind of quiet leaves abruptly and not as friendly as when she came in. To the point i thought I had done something wrong. The. She texted me like 10 minutes later and told me to set an alarm for the same time tomorrow night. I can tell you I did not need the timer and was waiting for night to come all day. When she finally did come into my room I was all over her immediately I couldn’t believe she was actually serious about it. We made out basically the whole time and I just straight up asked her to duck my dick and she did. That’s the level we stayed at for months, I would feel her up while we made out and she would blow me. So can we not delete this this time so I don’t have to repeat the same story twenty times? |
[S/B] My brother told me he read my post | After my [last post](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/115tkdj/sb_brother_approached_me_after_awkward_accident/) I managed to convince myself that I was overthinking things and that of course there was no way my brother would know what I had been thinking about. He was just being a concerned sibling, right?
Thats why I choked on my cereal when he said to me at breakfast "So I want to talk to you about something. I've been hanging out on Reddit a lot..."
So, yeah. 100 points to Slytherin if you were one of the people that guessed "He read your post!" in the comments last time.
Honestly I'm still in shock about this. I thought that there was no way that he could possibly have stumbled across my post, but apparently he did and given the circumstances I described he knew as soon as he read it that it must have been me. I guess he asked me the morning after he found the post how I was doing to see if it really was me, and then my second post confirmed it for him. And he'd been sitting on that information for the last week trying to figure out how to approach me about it.
We talked a lot, and I'm not going to get into all the details. The short version is that he obviously knows how I feel about him seeing me exposed like that now, and in order to talk to me about it he had to admit that he was reading through incest stuff online. And yeah, he started looking at it after seeing my kitty. So everyone is embarrassed now but at least we're talking about it.
We really don't know what we're going to do with that information. Definitely not just have sex. We both agreed quickly that that would be too weird. It's one thing to fantasize about something and a very different thing to talk to your sibling about your feelings. We'll just keep talking, I guess?
And before anyone asks, yes I asked to my brother about it before posting this. Actually he said I should because he liked reading peoples comments, especially when he knew they were right about him finding me. Not going to say what his username is. He didn't comment on either of my past posts. |
[B/S] My husband is secretly my brother and no one knows | I'm only posting here because this is an anonymous forum. The only information I will give is our ages. I am 26 and my brother is 24. Anything sexual or romantic happened when we were over the age of 18. I mean my brother had a crush on me and I thought he was attractive for a good portion of my life but any kind of romantic gestures or talk of being intimate was after 18.
So we both grew up in an extremely toxic religious borderline cult like environment. I won't get into specifics nor do I want to talk about that but it was a Christian based cult/religion. Today we are still very devout Christians. We both always found comfort and a home in the words of the bible and Jesus but the "church"(if you can call it that) was horrible and toxic. My entire family is still involved. They take all your income and control every aspect of your life. I was always close to my brother because we were only allowed to hang out with other kids in the church. I didn't like them so it was just me and him mostly growing up. Once I was 18 I took my brother and ran away. He was still a high schooler so he never graduated but it doesn't matter. We have new identities and a new life. Again, I have no interest in going into detail about running away and obtaining a new identity. It was hard but we did it.
We lived in homeless shelters and found an apartment to live in until he was 18. We were both working a lot and hardly saw each other. We were making rent but also trying to save as much money as we could. I was working 80+ hours a week sometimes and he worked a lot. These were not high paying jobs. Just basic minimum wage usually and odd jobs. We cleaned houses, moved furniture, painted houses etc. We usually picked jobs like that because if we worked retail or fast food it didn't make room for other jobs and those jobs pay terribly.
When he was 18-19 we moved into a better apartment and had a better job. This is when the romance and sex started. He had a nice position in a construction company and I was doing well in my company. I reveal the specific line of work because I want to stay anonymous but we were both thriving. He was making good money an hour and so was I. Most of our money went to savings but we had more time together. We weren't pulling 80 hour work weeks and we had holidays off and worked a reasonable 40-50 hours. We had weekends off and we just started feeling each other. I said earlier that he had a crush on me and I thought he was attracted but it never went anywhere until we lived together and had time to just be around each other. I don't have much to say in regards to how it started there wasn't any kind of taboo build up. The first time I realized I was into him romantically I felt weird and icky but it was short lived. Our romance was like any other romance. We both liked each other and we were both flirting. There is this bakery that is way out of his way that I loved and every Friday after work he'd bring me back something. I enjoyed everything there so it was different. It was like 40 minutes out of the way but he'd do it. We were really close and we'd cuddle. We'd go out in the evening and I'd put on my nice clothes. I'd wear revealing outfits that showed my breasts when it was "date night" for us. I'd wear lipstick and look nice for him. He complimented my face and body a lot. It was just like any other relationship. I don't have anything else to compare because he was my first and I was his first and also the only. I can't speak on how normal relationships start but this felt normal to me. People didn't know we were siblings. Our family was far away and not in our lives so there wasn't this like taboo feeling to hide. We would just walk around holding hands and when we started kissing we could kiss in public. We'd go on dates and waiters would say we are a lovely couple. I guess I never get that rush of taboo people in this sub explain because like nobody knows.
Our friends don't know about my family. We just said that the both of us have rocky relationships with our family and cut ties off. Created a story that it was the "thing that brought us together when we met" which is partially true. If we had a normal family life we probably wouldn't be a couple. We would be attracted to each other but we'd probably go the traditional route. We wouldn't be as close. When I was 23 and he was 21 I told him that I had feelings for him. We had been close already. We never kissed but by that time we were falling asleep in the same bed together and being affectionate. We were also attending a Church that we both liked. We still attend it and it's a great Church. They didn't know that we were siblings but we would get the "you two could be brother and sister" comments. They just thought we were roommates but everyone suspected us to be a couple. When we told people we were together everyone was like "finally" and congratulated us. Nobody knows he's my brother and I would never let anyone in on the secret. Not even my best friend. The night I confessed my feelings to him ne said that he felt the same. We had out first kiss and we took each other's virginity. We did other things that night too. I gave him a blowjob and he ate me out. We were both virgins and didn't know much but it was very good. I came and any of my friends I talk to about losing their virginity always describe it was awkward and uncomfortable. They say they didn't cum and that it hurt. My experience was great. Maybe it's because we were close and have a comfort with each other. Like when I took my clothes off in front of him I felt 100 percent secure. I didn't feel weird. I just took it off and stood there and he looked at my body. It's comfort and also he is my brother so there is even more comfort in that. Everything felt good. I was wet and when he put it inside me it felt good. Him licking my vagina felt great. I enjoyed giving him a blowjob and the sex has been great ever since. Honestly us being a couple has not changed the relationship because we kind of already lived like a couple. It's just now I walk around naked or topless sometimes. I don't put on a towel when walking from the shower to the bedroom. I just walk through the hall naked and put lotion and clothes on naked in front of him. I guess we've kind of been a couple since He was 19 so it didn't feel like a leap to start having sex. He still thinks of me as his sister and I think of him as my little brother. We grew up together so that won't change but we are also husband and wife. Like he's my brother but we have sex daily.
I wouldn't consider us kinky. I mean I like a finger in my ass when he's doing me from behind and I like it licked. Recently we've been exploring anal and I have been liking it but our sex is pretty vanilla other than that. I don't consider us an "incest couple" we are just a couple that happen to be related. We have been living in a house in a new neighborhood for the last year and of course no one else knows. They think we are just the "lovely new couple" that moved in. My brother does yard work and builds things for around the house. We're friendly with the neighbors. We made friends with a couple of them and I've bought some neighbors kids toys or cooked food for neighbors. We've had cookouts and beers together and no one knows. I don't even feel nervous when people look at us and comment that we look alike. We're just like "we get that all the time" and move on.
Two years ago we got married and just had a small event with our friends. We had a honey moon in another country. Having sex with my brother in another country on a balcony overlooking the beach is how I want to live life everyday. I took his fake last name and we kind of laugh about it. how I made up both of our names and now I took his fake last name. We have a good life and a good marriage and he's the love of my life. This morning before work I gave him a blowjob in the kitchen on my knees and he kissed me goodbye and I just feel like the best sister and wife. Our relationship is strong because it's double. I am his wife and his big sister so there are two kinds of love that I feel so strongly for him. I used to feel weird when I really sat there and thought about the fact that my biological brother has been inside of me and he came inside of me but now I just feel secure in it. I wouldn't change a thing. I wouldn't want a normal life ever |
Cought my mom and dad in sauna. | I was kid. And my mom and dad was little bit drunk. That day We went to sauna together. We undressed and My mom had bikini on. Then we went inside. We relaxed but then suddenly my stomach started to hurt and I went to toilet. I started to poop. I pooped but then I heard that sauna started to crackle. Then I heard my moms moans through the walls and I heard that she said "oh fuck that pussy". Then I finished pooping I pooped for like 15 minutes. I went back inside but doors to sauna was closed. I opened doors and I saw them fucking. Mom was on top her legs were spread out towards me. Her panties and bra was on floor. Hers big boobs were bouncing up and down. Dads cock was going inside hers pussy. Hers pussy was little bit hairy but shawed. Then they saw me and my mom said to me "go out and close doors". I closed doors and they were still fucking. I sat and waited. My mom moaned like slut and she said "come inside that pussy". Then they finished. Then my dad came out and immediately went out to dress. But then my mom came out completely naked. She had panties and bra in her hands. She sat next to me and started washing hers pussy. Dads cum spilled out of hers pussy she licked it with fingers. And then she said to me " it was so good and felt wonderful. Then she asked me "why did I disturb them?". Then she said "i needed to poop longer".
Then she put on hers bra and panties and go out to dress. I still cant believe what happened.
(Sorry for my bad english) |
Learning the power of submission | I was sure that he purposely made me angry so that he could tell me that I was “so sexy when I was mad.” Although I loved when he complimented me, I was far too upset to take it in.
He attempted to touch me but I snatched away from him.
"You are so fucking sexy when you’re angry," he slowly emphasized each word.
He looked at me fiercely, taking short breaths; it was like he might pounce on me any second.
I told myself not to cave. I promised myself I wouldn't reward him again for starting a fight just to get me worked up because it got him worked up.
"Shut up," I rolled my eyes, "leave “me al…" He put his finger to my lips interrupting my words.
I pulled away and backed up which he seemed to get a rise out of. He bit down on his lip, trying to contain himself and sighed deeply.
"Mmm," he basically growled stepping closer to me, "I'm going to fuck you so hard."
I wanted to contest, to say no, not this time, driving me crazy is not foreplay.
Before I could speak a word he kissed me. He softly bit my bottom lip as he pulled back.
I exhaled a shaky breath. I attempted not to succumb to him, but it was difficult to stay mad at him when he kissed me like he was breathing life into me.
He did not just look at me, he looked into me, saw me and that made me weak.
I couldn't help wanting him, but didn't want to make it so easy for him.
"You do it on purpose, don't you?" I asked him frustrated at him and by how very turned on I was.
There was nothing that revved me up more than being interrupted or stopped with a forceful kiss. Not forceful in a rape kind of way, but in a fuck everything else kind of way.
An unexpected kiss made my toes curl and my heart race. There was something about not knowing it was coming that took my breath and made me powerless. It was the passion and the intensity that left me defenseless and distracted from how bothered I was.
Everything changes when I feel his tongue in my mouth, when I feel it anywhere on me.
I instantly want to comply, but I tell myself to resist. Put up a fight, play hard to get, I tell myself, make him work for it.
He could have cared less about my internal battle to teach him a lesson. He began to kiss my neck and lick that spot right behind my ear that makes me tingle. I had goosebumps everywhere and my anger was replaced by lust.
Then he bit me hard and my knees almost gave out. He had learned over time that the soft bites were not for me. I needed to feel teeth into my skin, I wanted to be marked. It was a way he could secretly claim me and I delighted in it. He found that perfect pressure, not too soft and right before broken skin. It was a thrilling sensation of pain and pleasure and anticipation. I was instantly wet. I could feel my panties dampen with every bite.
He knew he had me right where he wanted me.
“Oh, now you want it, do you?” he smiled that irresistible smile of his.
He grabbed me by my throat, his big hand able to wrap around my petite frame with ease. He acted as if he was going to kiss me. I leaned into it so willingly, desperately, eyes closed I waited for what felt like forever, but there was no kiss. I opened my eyes to his smile again, but this time it was sinister. He held my throat tighter and I could feel him hard against me and then he backed up as if he was only teasing me.
"Tell me you want me,” he demanded, tightening his grip.
“You know I do,” I said, doing my very best to stay calm because I thought I might explode from how wildly excited I was.
“That's not good enough.” He pushed me back on the wall.
I did want him, I always did, no matter my mood, even mid argument, but especially now I loved when he was rough, almost mean.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you,” he said aggressively in my ear.
“I do, I want you…” I started.
“No,” he stopped me, wrapping his hand in my hair and pulling it for me to look up at him. “Prove it.”
He shoved his hand into my pants sliding his fingers into me with that come here motion that so wonderfully rubs my spot. I gasped, I was yearning for him and even the simplest touch set me off.
Don't stop, I thought, but he did.
His fingers were covered in my wetness as he pulled them out of my pants and stuffed them into my mouth. I sucked on them and moaned.
“You taste so good,” he whispered as he removed his fingers from my mouth and kissed me again.
I was beginning to quiver and grow impatient, “I want you…”
“Did I ask you to speak,” he was serious and his body was rigid.
I couldn't even form words. I was so aroused.
“I told you to prove it, didn't I?” His tone was stern. His brown eyes narrowed.
I didn't know if I should speak. I was putty in his hands, eager to do so, to prove I wanted him, how much I wanted him.
“Didn't I?” he repeated, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants.
I swallowed hard, I managed to nod. I was captivated, under a spell.
A whimper escaped from me when he dropped his pants and freed all nine inches from the boxer briefs that fit him like a glove.
“Prove it !”he spit out.
I moved to lower myself but apparently not fast enough and he grabbed a handful of my hair and rushed me down to my knees.
All I could do was open my mouth wide, tongue out and accept every single inch. My moans of delight were muffled as his throbbing cock slid to the back of my throat. He still had my hair in his hand and he controlled my head keeping me in place with the whole thing reaching further back than I ever thought I could handle until I finally gagged. He let me off for a moment for air and then kissed me wildly and returned me to my rightful position.
He brought out the submissive side I didn't know I had in me, the part of me who loved being told what to do. Being dominated was something I never knew I needed. I was on the verge of an orgasm every time he directed me or grabbed me firmly, whenever he spoke strictly through his teeth.
I had never sucked dick with such enthusiasm, with absolute devotion. I loved it, I loved doing it for him.
It made me so hot the way his moans of pleasure were growls as if he were battling his inner beast. It only encouraged me to do better, go harder, lick, suck, spit, let him smack me in the face with it. Whatever he wanted, I was compelled. I happily bowed before him like I worshiped him. I felt grateful for his magnificent gift to me and I acted accordingly.
I traced the tip with my tongue as I softly stroked him, he was all wet from my saliva. I was in awe of him and how he made me lose control. There is an odd power in submission and it is freeing.
He was so purposeful in his touch, that fine line between gentle and savage, one must have a careful balance to truly get the best from me and I realized that in these moments. In the moments where his hand softly rubs the back of my head gently encouraging me to deep throat, but then there was a rough hold that meant more, deeper, don't stop.
Both his hands were on my head now as he fucked my face until my eyes watered and I was soaked from the uncontrollable saliva that dripped from my mouth. I gasped for air every time he let me off enough to breathe but it was never for long.
Use me, I thought. I loved it, the helplessness, the messiness, pleasing him. I wanted to impress him, to own that aspect of his thoughts. I wanted to be so fucking good that any reference of oral sex would make him think of me because no one else could ever come as correct.
I almost couldn't recognize myself. Who was I? It didn't matter, somehow down here on my knees I felt like I was on a pedestal.
He threw me on the bed and I stripped my clothing off as fast as I could. I looked up at him as he removed his underwear and shirt.
I relished in the view, it was intoxicating, him on display that way, bare and heaving, sexiness radiating from him.
He stood by the edge of bed over me and that alone had me, I could feel every part of my body aching for him.
He didn't say a word, but I knew what he was thinking. I did prove it, but I wanted to hear it. I loved hearing him speak to me, give me credit, praise me… but only when I’d earned it and I know I did.
“Did I prove it?" I asked. I was ravaged, seeking his approval and awaiting his next move.
He climbed on top of me and kissed me and it answered the question but he still spoke, “Oh, yes, you proved it baby.”
Oh my goodness, calling me baby always made me melt. I moaned as he kissed along my shoulders and clavicle, rubbing his hands up and down my body. I enjoyed his touch, but longed for him to be inside of me.
“Please,” I basically begged, “I need it.”
He chuckled and teased, “Oh yeah?”
He kissed and sucked each nipple a moment with just the right amount of even attention. He continued carressing downward, licking, nibbling down my stomach and hips until his tongue met my clit.
Waves of pure bliss washed over me as he made those swirls like the infinity sign with the tip of his tongue. My body trembled massively. I was already so built up that the slight brush of his tongue made me shiver.
He pressed his tongue flat and licked me like he was lapping me up slowly and slid his two fingers inside of me finding my spot with no effort and massaging it.
My body quaked and my eyes rolled back. My overstimulated body naturally pulled back, but he held my waist and buried his face into me. I screamed out in ecstasy and the sheets were soaked.
I was notorious for that, like a bottle of water had spilled beneath me.
“You’re so wet,” he announced proudly and hungrily as he got up and flipped me onto my stomach in one swift motion.
I was tingling everywhere, utterly shaking, at a loss of breath, but still complying.
He pressed himself on me from behind. I loved his body against mine. He grabbed my neck and kissed and bit me breathing deep and talking into my ear.
“This is mine, no matter who you give it to, you know that right?" he asked as he entered me.
"Mmm hmm," I said , a mix between confirmation and enjoyment. I thought that I was at his will before, but once I could feel him so deeply inside of me I became completely his to do as he wished.
He gripped my hips and entered slowly, deep hitting every wall and pulled out just until the tip was in then pushed deep inside of me again and again.
All I could think is how he could have me anyway he wanted me, he could do whatever he wanted. I wondered if he truly knew that. If he wholeheartedly understood the power he had over me. I'd said it before, but maybe he thought it to be nothing more than sex talk. It wasn't, it was truth, a confession, he had become my addiction, I was fucking high off of him and my body craved him in the time apart, this was all I could manage to think of, I was obsessed.
I couldn't believe how when we fucked I forgot my own name… I forgot everything, all of my worries and any concerns I'd ever had.
I forgot to mention, much less think of a condom, but I didn't care. I could feel every bit of him and I wanted, no needed for him to feel all of my tight wetness beckoning him, accepting him, embracing him.
I arched my back and lowered my breasts onto the bed and laid my face on the sheet where I could catch glimpses of him skilfully hitting it from the back.
I bounced my ass on him. I liked letting him take control, but I always wanted him to know I was there invested, participating, fucking back and not only taking it.
He loved that shit, I could always feel when he was especially into it and it enhanced everything.
He leaned over me, restraining my hands with one of his and putting his fingers in my mouth. He loved doing that I wondered if he was impressed by my gag reflex control as he shoved them deeper.
His fingers deep in my mouth and his marvelous cock deep inside of the pussy he claimed was his over and over.
I fought back the tears that were the overflow of sheer satisfaction.
"Pull my hair," I called out and he did and he fucked me harder slapping my ass and making cry out in spanish.
That brought out the best in him so I kept going, telling him all the things I wouldn't dare say in English, "when you're in it I lose my mind" and "this is all I think about" and "I don't want anyone, but you" ands "this is making me fall in love with you" and I thanked him over and over.
Even though he wasnt sure what I was saying he fucked me until I came again. I could hardly breathe and my legs convulsed.
He turned me over and sat me up, putting his dick back in my mouth and letting me suck it until I was slightly composed. I whimpered both from the shock and the reality of how perfect it all was.
He laid on top of me, the weight of his body on mine was everything. Looking into my eyes he pushed deep inside me. There was that amazing euphoric moment we'd reach where our breaths and heart rates feel in sync and every thrust was better than the one before. That rush like nothing else existed outside of us.
He seemed so in tune with exactly how to move, what way, what speed, what pressure was my favorite, but it was more than that. It was simply what felt good to him too. Our bodies were for a lack of better words, made for each other.
Somehow from the first moment we were together until now, every time, it was the same- effortless, natural, mind blowing.
"I'm going to come," he announced. He always did right before he decided where he would, on my face or in my mouth, on my breasts or ass. I was always so thrilled by the surprise.
He was rock hard, I was going to come again myself. His excitement was overwhelming, feeling wanted that way, appreciated so intensely.
He repeated himself in my ear, "I'm going to come."
"Yes! Do it! Where?" I asked, almost crying as I was so close again myself.
"Right here," he moaned. He did not pull out, he throbbed inside of me and I had never known a better feeling, the unexplainable delight of being owned electrified me.
I was not on birth control, but I did not care. I didn't pull back or squirm, I just accepted it and came harder than I ever had before. |
[Group] Getting ran through by 3 men | I’m (19F) the daughter of a poor working-class family. Once I got into university, my parents couldn’t support me, and although I did get grants and other scholarships, I had to get two part-time jobs.
In year two, I found a cheaper bedroom in a fantastic house with two other students Simon (19M) and Phil (19M). The room was great, and during the conversation, I let slip my poor finances and how much this room would mean to me. I discovered Simon’s father owned the house, and both came from extremely wealthy families. They had just lost their cleaner and offered to reduce the rent by 50% If I would clean the house, do their washing and general household stuff etc. This would mean I could ditch the cleaning job.
For the previous year, my only serious sexual relationship had been with the handle of my hairbrush. The second month, I had a one-night stand with Simon. Then, a few weeks later slept with Phil too!! This was when my life got weird. Simon offered to give me the room free if I would occasionally sleep with both. Neither had a relationship since going to Uni. I was tempted; this would mean I could live more comfortably, and I had slept with them before. However, I was being paid for sex.
There were two unoccupied bedrooms in the house, and six months later, another friend of Simon’s called Josh (19M) moved in. I did wonder how this would impact our living arrangements; I didn’t want the free living and sex to end. Josh’s family was extremely wealthy, and he received a huge living allowance every month. I was offered a couple thousand per month living allowance on top of the rest to Simon. I was now actually being paid for sex.
Saturday mornings became quite an event; during the week, I usually slept with each of them once; however, then the weekend came along! I got into a routine of getting up early to shower and get myself ready; the first knock on my bedroom door was usually Josh with an early morning riser; I loved sleeping with him most of all! After Josh, it was usually Phil, and Simon was always last. So, I would spend most Saturday mornings being fucked by three of the loveliest guys I’d ever known. I could, though, always say no, which I very rarely did.
I still dream of those Saturday mornings. I could usually service all three of them within two hours, and due to not having to work could then sleep in until the afternoon. Yes, I did have orgasms, and yes, sometimes I got a little sore. I was also amazed at how much punishment my pussy could take; it did look swollen after all three of them had been at me; however, within a couple of hours, all was normal again. Ever since, I’ve often thought I was happiest when I had my harem of men; just one man never seemed enough. |
Devour her [MF] | You [F, 33, 36dd\] just got home from a girls trip to New York. Its late and the kids have long been in bed. you jump in the shower but strip naked in front of me first. Teasing me (M,36) with a butt wiggle after a few days apart.
I have already planned for your arrival. As you exit the bath room you are only wearing your purple leather collar (good girl). I meet you and lead you to the bed. we exchange a wet kiss before I push you onto the bed. I begin by binding your wrists to your thighs with rope. You are mine to do with as a please for the evening.
I get between you legs and start kissing your inner thighs, working my way to your clit. Once I put my tongue on your clit your body is electric. You moan and rock your hips into my tongue. I love the taste of your juices. I slide my finger into your soaking pussy, curling my finger again your g spot. You cum instantly
I pull a toy out from its hiding spot under the pillow and slide the lovesne inside you. Using the app to control the intensity. Already aroused from our anticipated evening. You quickly roll into another orgasm harder then the last. I'm relentless, not stopping sucking on your clit as your legs shake. god your taste like heaven.
I use my fingers to drag against your sides and grab your tits. Exploring your body. Pinching your nipples and having you suck your juices off my finger tips. You moaning as you taste yourself.
Bucking your hips as I circle your clit with my tongue and suck on it. I have no intention on slowing down. I turn up the toy and grab a handful of breast, squeezing hard. Your in the mood for rough sex tonight, you want me to use you. Your moans are getting louder, you whole body is fighting the intensity. Twisting and turning. I cover you mouth and suck hard on your clit. The next one hits hard. Your body shakes from the waves of pleasure that ripple though you. i keep it going by holding the suction with my mouth.
I only stop to let you stop shaking and breathe. I pull the toy out by its tail. I slide up your body and position myself at your entrance. Grabbing a fistful of hair on the top of your head, pulling you in for a kiss. Our tongues meet and you taste yourself off my lips.
I push my dick all the way into your sopping wet pussy, feeling your wet lips be pushed apart against my base. You moan into my mouth and your eyes roll. I have you now, your body in completely lost in this pleasure, and I'm no where done enjoying what's mine yet! JR |
Breaking Up [FMF] | During our second year of college Anne and I broke up. The stress of school and work, plus trying to move in together proved too much. We had a lot of acrimonious fights and finally called it quits.
But we couldn't stop being around each other. It was never really planned, but we just always ended up at the same places at the same times.
So, when we both ended up at party together, it was no surprise. Anne came with a new friend, a girl named Lindsay. Lindsay was tall, blond and buxom. She had spent the last four years in Japan. She was nice, but really out of touch, socially. She didn't have any of the same cultural references and her reactions to things always seemed...just different. As a result she was very shy. Coming to the party was Anne's attempt to socialize Lindsay.
Despite our breakup Anne seemed really happy. I was not. I put on a brave face, talked to Anne, even flirted with Lindsay to make Anne happy, and drank myself stupid.
Anne, Lindsay and a group of guys started playing a truth or dare, sexy flirty type game and I started to feel nauseous. I slipped away, went upstairs and lay on the floor of the master bedroom, praying for the world to stop spinning.
As I was starting to feel better I heard a stampede of noise coming up the stairs. I weakly lifted my head in time to watch Anne and Lindsay run through the bedroom door, followed by the guys they'd been with. The girls slammed the door shut behind them and locked it, then fell beside me on the floor, laughing. The guys pounded on the door and begged to be let in. I turned my head to Anne and asked what was going on. In reply she grabbed my head and kissed me.
It was the last thing I expected. I kissed her back passionately. I instantly forgot everything we'd fought about and just wanted to be with her. She was warm in my arms and the world stopped spinning.
We kissed for a minute before she pushed me away. I panicked for a moment, worried that she was having second thoughts. But she pushed me firmly on to my back. She ran her hand down my chest, undid the fly of my pants and grasped my cock. I was instantly rock hard. Anne sat up beside me, pulled my pants down, and started to stroke me.
In the flurry of activity I had completely forgotten about Lindsay until she snuggled up, on the opposite side to Anne, and started to kiss me. I was hesitant, I didn't want jeopardize whatever was happening with Anne, but Anne just smiled. I melted into Lindsay's kiss. We made out as Anne slowly jacked me off.
Lindsay broke away from the kiss and helped me pull off my shirt. She and Anne undressed at the same time. Lindsay's breasts were large and soft, a marked contrast to Anne's, which were high and firm. Lindsay's pubic hair was wild and bushy while Anne always kept hers shaved into a tight little landing strip. The differences between the two women was exciting.
I lay back an on the floor and Lindsay slowly kissed her way down my chest. When she reached my cock Anne stopped stroking me. She gently caressed Lindsay's face as she kissed the length on my shaft. Anne lay down beside me and together they kissed and licked my cock. Finally Anne entangled her tongue with Lindsay and then started to kiss her passionately.
I had been with Anne for a very long time and I've known that she was bisexual for most of that time. But she had little chance to explore that side of herself. She kissed Lindsay with unbridled enthusiasm.
Anne broke away and looked at me with a huge smile. Lindsay grabbed my cock at the base and started licking again. Anne lowered her mouth over the head of my cock and took me in deeply. The sensation of the two women, after having just watched them kiss, was too much. It pushed me over the edge and my cock began to twitch. Lindsay pulled back, but Anne sucked at me all the harder. Lindsay pulled Anne's hair back and angled herself so that she could watch my cock disappear into Anne's mouth.
"Will you swallow his cum?" Lindsay asked. Anne nodded. She always swallowed.
"I've heard that it's good for your complexion." Lindsay commented. It was the last thing I remember clearly before I exploded into Anne's mouth. I came hard, pushing into her throat. It was an amazing release. I fell back to the carpet.
Anne sat back on her heels and swallowed, Lindsay watching her closely. When Anne recovered she leaned over and practically attacked Lindsay, pushing into her lips and almost devouring her.
The two women made out while I watched. I was quickly forgotten. They were passionately in to each other, with their hands roaming at will across their bodies. Anne kissed down Lindsay’s chin, then her neck. Finally she leaned into Lindsay large breasts. One of the greatest memories of my life is looking up at the two women while Anne suckled at Lindsay's nipples and Lindsay held on to the back of Anne's head.
Anne pushed Lindsay back until she slid to the floor. Anne kissed her way slowly downwards and I rolled over to watch. First she kissed the top of Lindsay’s ribcage, then licked down her belly, then kissed the top of her thighs. Lindsay's eyes were closed tightly and her hand were clenched into fists. Her body was as rigid as board. When Anne kissed the top of her pussy Lindsay's eyes flew open. Her legs closed tightly, pushing Anne away. Then she sighed and opened her legs wide, inviting Anne in.
Anne took her time, wanting to see everything, to explore everything. She spread Lindsay's lips and watched as the girl’s muscles clenched. She slowly ran her fingers up and down Lindsay's cleft, getting her wetter and wetter. She stopped occasionally to play with Lindsay's clit, but moved on whenever Lindsay's hips began to buck. Finally Anne lowered her face towards her friend’s pussy. She slowly licked the girl, tasting her with delight. She moved her tongue everywhere. Outer and inner lips, along her clit, then deep into her vagina. Lindsay moved her hand to Anne's head, pulling her in. Then her hands moved around and she pulled her pussy open, as wide as she could go, inviting Anne to lick everything.
Finally Anne circled around Lindsay's clit, small and smaller circles until Lindsay was bucking again Anne's face. Her body became tense, her hips lifted off the ground. She clutched frantically at Anne's hair, pulling her in. Then she exploded. Her shout seemed to echo in the room, her thighs convulsed and she pushed upward even higher. Her orgasm was a thing of beauty. She fell back to the floor. Anne grinned at me. She came over and kissed me, tasting of Lindsay. She was delicious.
Lindsay reached over weakly and ran her hands down my side. Anne look over and noticed. She urged me towards Lindsay and I began to kiss her. She responded enthusiastically. I climbed above her.
And then something happened. Lindsay panicked. She pushed her hands against my chest and said no. I backed off. She shook her head and repeated no. She gathered her clothes and ran out of the room. The guys they had been flirting with were still there. They had listened to the whole thing and applauded as a naked Lindsay ran passed them.
Anne and I were baffled. We got dressed, cleaned up and followed after Lindsay. We found her alone downstairs. She had gotten dressed. She looked up sadly as we came in.
"I'm sorry guys. I didn't mean to ruin it." We assured her that she hadn't ruined anything. We just wanted to be sure she was OK. She hesitated then told us what was going on. She was straight. A hundred percent completely straight. She'd never anticipated being with a woman, and certainly never expected to have such an earth shattering orgasm with one. When I lay on her the contrast shocked her, made her realize what had happened and she panicked. That's why she ran. She repeated that she was sorry.
We assured her that there was nothing to be sorry for. We wanted her to be happy and would never intentionally push her to do something she didn't want to do. Now it was Anne's turn to apologize, but Lindsay cut her off quickly.
"Never apologize for it. It was amazing and I loved every second. It's just not for me." She pulled Anne in for a hug. After a heartbeat they both reached out to me and the three of us hugged tightly together.
[The Chronology of Anne](https://old.reddit.com/user/LordUnderTheMountain/comments/10hbtpd/the_chronology_of_anne/) |
Damaged Goods [M+/F] [M30+] [F20] [impact play] [bruised] [nc] [beaten] [torture] [anal] [scat] [collared] [branded] | Note: This is an intense and violent story that is not intended for everyone. If you don't enjoy the things in the tags, please stop and read something else. For the rest of you, enjoy!
My hand trembled a bit as I sat down in my bedroom, getting ready for my date. I shouldn’t go, not again, not after how the last date went. “Date” was perhaps too strong of a word, I thought to myself, as I looked in the mirror. My black eye had faded to a more ugly yellow and the swelling in my nose was almost completely gone. He had laughed about the swelling giving me a “Jew” nose. It was funny to him. The past few days at work I’d had to use copious amounts of makeup to hide what had been done. Thick lipstick to cover my split lip, eye shadow, coverup, heavy eyeliner. Of course, that was just to hide what was visible from my co-workers.
The bruises under my dress, that was a different matter. Teeth marks on my breasts, bruises, still very purple, hid under my bra. My butt and thighs matched my breasts in marks and color. My male co-workers thought I was jumpy and easy to startle since I often jerked or flinched around them.
The truth of the matter was that the man I had been dating was the cause. Him and his friends. I got to meet them on the last date. They must have thought I was funny as they laughed almost non-stop. When they weren’t choking, slapping, punching, or raping me. Maybe that was it. I was the literal punch line?
I steadied myself. I couldn’t be crying again. It would streak the makeup so I cleaned myself up again for him. Why? I didn’t know. I knew I barely cried anymore, at least on the outside, as that just encouraged him. Enraged the monster within him to beat the innocence out of me. A dark twisted symmetry. Maybe he reminded me of my stepdad or my first boyfriend. Or my first boyfriend’s friends. Or the guys at that frat party my first year of college. They all gave me what I wanted, right? They all knew what I was. They all told me what I was. And the fucked up thing is, they were right. Maybe not at the start, but they were right.
I checked my makeup as I finished and hoped that it looked good enough for my date. I honestly did want to look pretty for him. I walked nude to the closet and started going through it, looking for the dress that he liked. The one from our first date.
I had met him online because those men that came before him were now right about me. Fully and deeply, I was a broken clock that was only right when I was the rapebait they wanted. I had tried dating normal guys but that just turned my dull, flat gray into meaningless ash. I’m sure they were wonderful guys who would make a woman happy someday. Just not a woman like me. I had tried plenty of drugs and alcohol and they were all temporary fixes, although the molly I regularly took was good. For a little while, I didn’t care about anything because as the Lego Movie said, everything was awesome. But eventually, even that went flat and left me even more numb than before.
So, I met him. He’d had me take plenty of pictures of my limited wardrobe and picked out a red dress that he liked. It was a bit tight on me now, as I’d gained a bit of weight, making me bulge in both the right and wrong places. Heels along with it, the tallest I had at five inches. No bra, no underwear though. Despite everything, that had brought a tingle. He was exactly as he described, about ten years older than me, smart-looking, distinguished, clearly a professional. He had asked about what places I wanted to eat and when he picked me up in his BMW, I thought I had hit the jackpot.
We didn’t eat out that night. He drove me to a cheap ass hotel, the kind that you paid for by the hour. He said he had to have me before we ate. I started to argue and he slapped me, grabbed my jaw, and said “We’re going here first, understand?” He then nodded my head yes and in we went. He asked me if I’d had anal before and I told him I hated it. He said ok, shoved me to my knees, and fucked my mouth. A sharp kick to the gut doubled me up a few minutes later, and as I sobbed, he stepped behind me and shoved me forward. He mounted me, pressed at my ass, as I screamed, kicked, and tried to pull away. He said something to me, cruel sounding, but I couldn’t process it as he slammed me headfirst into the floor not once but twice. Then he spat on my ass and slowly, painfully, forced his way in as I cried, confused. There was nothing but a haze of pain as he reamed my ass, covered my mouth, and pumped deeply in me. After a short bit, my guts were flooded with his cum and he pulled out of me.
What happened next was my fault, I should have prepped I guess. It was always my fault. His cock was messy. I’d bled on him and worse and he slapped me again, again, and again. Finally, as snot flowed down my face, he forced me to clean him. He was a gentleman though. He pulled a bucket over for me when I got sick as I cried and looked at him with brown stained lips. Eventually, I was done, he was clean, and my stomach was emptied out. I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and put a tampon in my ass to stop the minor bleeding. When I came out he was gone. That should have been the last night but it wasn’t. No matter what else had happened that night, I had been alive. I had felt something. So I walked stiffly to the bus stop and cried the whole way home.
I looked at the dress now and I touched myself to that memory, felt my wetness. I absentmindedly licked my fingertips and then put the dress on, and then the heels. I looked around for my purse. It was hidden somewhere here. My apartment was a mess; it was always a mess, more chaotic than my thoughts. I panicked for a moment because I needed to find the collar. He’d given me it on our second date, just a few days ago. My heart raced until I found it by the trash can. I picked it up and held the small black collar that simply said “Slut”. If he'd given that to me, it meant he had to care, right?
I shouldn’t have answered when he called but I did. He told me he had a blast last time. I was on auto-pilot and meekly nodded and agreed as he said he wanted to have me over, for a real dinner this time, home-cooked. I should have said no or hung up, but I didn’t. Instead, I told him sure, and I’d be ready. This time he picked out a halter top and my shortest skirt, along with those same heels. He said we’d have a blast this time and they did.
When we pulled up to his house, the first thing I noticed was all the cars. 5 or 6 cars in his driveway. I asked him if he was having a cookout or something and he slapped me, telling me that “No one wants to hear your thoughts, you stupid bitch,” which was true and I shut up. Until we got in. He said the entertainment had arrived and I guess it, or I, had.
I’m still not sure how many were there. I think there had been 8 or 10. All his “friends” or so he claimed. He told me to do some lines and then strip for them, but it wasn’t like any strip show I’d ever seen. I was surrounded on all sides as I danced and striped and whimpered as they pawed, clawed, and groped me. Not even five minutes there and I had multiple fingers from multiple men in my pussy and ass, my mouth, all over my body. Not one of them cared about me. But he did. Because he wanted to share me. He had to care, otherwise, why would I feel so alive only with him? And so, when I got pushed down, I took it, each man, taking their turns. When they flipped me over because my cunt was leaking cum, I took it. Not that my eventual hysterical sobbing deterred any of them. Eventually, even my ass was leaking cum. My hair was matted, and my makeup was ruined. And then, they got creative.
I breathed slowly as I held that collar, then kissed it and pressed it to my cheek. My hands shook with the memory as I put it on. I felt the emptiness flow away as I became special.
I had to be special didn’t I, why would 10 men want to do all the things they did if I wasn’t unique and funny. They laughed when they shoved a beer bottle easily in my cunt. My ass proved more difficult even with the abuse and they spread my legs wide and one man just kicked it, again and again, until it was almost all the way in. I screamed as they tugged and jerked at my tits and my cunt lips, pinched my clit until it felt like it was going to explode.
Then the biggest joke of the night, that they found the funniest. Someone had a couple of fleshlights and they took out the beer bottles shoved in me and replaced them. Then some of them fucked me, or more accurately the fleshlights, again. They told me how tight I was now, no longer a used-up, fucked out cunt. I came still, somehow, from that alone. Some of the guys left after that, but one guy wanted to have more fun. He asked my date if he could hurt me (as if they’d been playing patty cake before) and was told to do whatever he wanted. He started by punching me in my gut and tits and slapped me around. The last thing I remembered until morning was him holding me up by my hair and punching my nose and face.
I woke up the next morning with a swollen eye and sore nose that my date mocked. He took me to the mirror and told me it was the most beautiful he’d ever seen me. Then he kissed me, led me into the bathroom, and pissed on me. He then shoved my head in the toilet, which had not been flushed since someone had last peed in it, and fucked my ass as I choked on the water. The cold numbed my face as I swallowed in a desperate bid to breathe. Occasionally he’d flush and give me a few brief seconds to breathe before I was under again. I didn’t feel him cum this time, he just pulled me up and make me suck his bloody, messy cock. He told me to shower and when I got out, my dress, torn, was there and he had a small box for me. I opened it and he took out my collar and said my life was never going to be the same. I knew he was telling the truth. It was why I cried so much as I left there, on the drive home, and in the cold shower at my apartment.
And now, I looked at myself in the mirror, my dress pulled up as I touched myself, and waited for him to knock. He didn't. I heard my door being unlocked and I never gave him a key. He smiled at my surprise and stroked my face and my nose, saying “You can barely tell you got a black eye”. I nodded.
“Close your eyes,” he told me and I did. I barely felt the punch in my good eye as I stumbled back, hit the wall, and slid down it dazed. He picked up a long bag he’d brought and took it to me, as I flinched in the corner, holding my face. He told me he has a present, and he did. It was a brand. The words “Damaged Goods” are spelled out on it and he told me that I would be his forever. I smiled as I cried, shaking on the floor.
He was right. They were all right. And now my life was going to change forever and at least I'd never feel empty or gray again. |
The Wrong Threesome [MFM] | When my wife, Anne, and I first became a couple, we talked a big game about how kinky we wanted to be. But the truth was, we were both pretty nervous and shy. We’d had a few exciting encounters, but it was really challenging to get out of our comfort zones. And it was frustrating.
Anne had a roommate that can safely be described as insane. She was older than we were and smoked an amazing amount of pot. She was also very open about sex. Almost obnoxiously so. She would leave her sex toys out in the main room, or leave porn playing on the TV even after she'd left. Anne was quietly determined to fuck her before graduation.
We had a party at the house one weekend. A ridiculous rager where we bought a keg, then sold drinks to anyone wanted to drop by until we made enough to buy another keg. The house was trashed, it was amazing. We partied, fell asleep, woke up and partied some more. Ultimately we ended up in Anne’s bedroom. The two of us, Jim, a friend Anne had known since elementary school, and the roommate. Both Jim and Anne were flirting with the roommate. But badly, neither was good at it. Sort of randomly, the roommate got up and wandered out.
"Damn." Anne was pissed. Jim was startled.
"What?" Jim asked. Anne only blushed.
"Didn't you notice?" I was very drunk when I said it. "Anne was trying to hook up with her." Jim was stunned. Anne blushed even more and got embarrassed, then confrontational.
"What?" She demanded.
"I guess I just never thought of you sexually. I mean, I know that you and..." he gestured lamely at me. “I mean, I've known you since before you had boobs."
"Well, I've got them now." Anne sort of thrust her chest out, in possibly the least sexy pose she could achieve. Jim made fun of her posing. Then he asked about her and the roommate and then her bisexuality. I was pretty quiet. Anne was unexpectedly forthcoming and after a while I noticed that Jim was very hard. He started to look uncomfortable and when a little wet spot started to appear on his pants he covered himself and stood to go to the bathroom.
"Are you going to jack off?" Anne asked him. It was extremely out of character and Jim was shocked into honesty.
"Yes"
"Can we watch?" She asked. Jim looked at me, startled.
It sounds harsh to say it but Jim was the most non-threatening man I've ever known. He was...fine. Not unattractive, but not anyone's idea of hot. He was slim, pale and pretty nerdy. But he was also well kept and charming.
I shrugged my shoulders at his questioning glance.
"I'm not bi." I told him. "But it would interesting to watch." If anything he was more surprised than before. He stood there for a minute. It was obvious that his erection had disappeared.
"Not right now." He said, sitting down again. He drank some more. Anne drank some more. I drank some more. "Maybe some time." He was embarrassed. Anne was embarrassed. I was painfully horny.
"When her roommate comes back, let Anne have her." I said. "Maybe she'll let us watch." Anne blushed. I went on. I talked about how badly Anne wanted to eat pussy and discover how a different girl tasted. Jim perked to attention. Anne was really embarrassed now and hiding her face a little. I was horny and drunk and I kept pushing. I talked about how I would sometime finger Anne and she would lick my fingers clean and we'd pretend it was from her girlfriend. Jim started shifting uncomfortably again. Anne noticed. She drank heavily for a while. Then got brave. I could tell she was pushing herself a little.
"Jim" She asked. "If I show you my boobs will you jack off for us?" She didn't actually wait. I think she was scared to hesitate. She pulled off her shirt. She had on a plain bra, clearly not intended to be sexy. She quickly popped it off. Her breasts were amazing.
Jim stared. He was obviously rock hard. Precum was starting to soak his jeans. That pushed Anne out of her embarrassment. Once she was horny boundaries always seemed to disappear.
"Do you need more incentive?" She slid her hand into her jeans and pulled them out again. Her fingers were glistening. She slowly licked them clean. Jim moaned in arousal. She lay back on the bed, popped the buttons on her pants and pulled them off along with her underwear. She always shaved a little landing strip.
"Show me your cock Jim." He stood up and unzipped his pants. He glanced at me. He was horny. Very horny. But this was a huge step. He quickly pulled down his pants.
His cock was a surprise. It was hard and very long, longer than mine. But it was also very thin, about half the girth of mine. The head was very red, straining with arousal and soaked.
Standing, he started to stroke himself. He stared intently at Anne. She was slowly playing with her pussy. As his movements got more frantic hers slowed down. I was watching her face and it was clear she was thinking about something.
"Jim." Her voice was soft, but commanding. Jim stopped stroking and looked at her face.
"Jim. We've known you a long time. We trust you completely, otherwise we would never have done this. I want to ask something but I'm really embarrassed."
Jim was panting. He had been close. His cock started to deflate in his hand.
"Will you fuck me up the ass?"
Utter silence. Anne covered herself with a pillow and looked down. She glanced up after the silence became uncomfortable.
"I would like to try fucking another man. But my pussy is my boyfriends alone. Will you fuck my ass?" I was a little startled. We'd already experimented a little with other people and we'd certainly never said that her pussy was off limits. Her eyes were fixed on his cock and I realized. We'd tried anal before but, no matter how much she wanted to, she had never enjoyed it. It was always painful. Jim’s narrow cock would be easier, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings.
Jim looked at me and I looked back. I was excited, but didn't know what to say.
"Jim." Anne's voice was more confident. "It's my ass and I want to share it with you. Will you take my anal virginity?" That was a flat out lie, but it seemed to push him over the edge. His cock was harder than it had ever been.
"Yes." He was extremely excited.
Anne smoothed out the bed and slowly rolled on to her stomach. Her ass was as amazing as her breasts has been. She pushed pillows under her hips until her ass was raised. She buried her face in the bed, simultaneously excited and wanting to hide in embarrassment. Few people had ever seen her ass. Jim and I stared. She reached back and slowly spread her cheeks. Her asshole was glorious.
"Can you get the lube?" Her voice was extremely muffled. She wouldn't lift her head. I got the bottle off her nightstand and slowly spread the lube into her ass. I slid a single finger deep into her. She grunted. A visceral noise. She was burning hot inside. I always loved the way it felt inside her ass, like a raging inferno. I couldn't help myself and started to fuck her ass with my finger. She thrust back for a moment, then stopped me with her hand.
"No." She still wouldn't look up. "Save it for Jim." I pulled out and stepped back. Jim looked at me. He eyes were feverish. He stepped forward. I held Anne open for him and he slide in. Instantly he went deeper than I ever could. Anne yelped in pain and he stopped. She held up a hand.
"Give me a second." He held perfectly still. She lay beneath him, panting hard. Her breath slowed after a minute. "OK. But slowly."
Jim slowly pulled out, almost all the way, then slowly pushed in again. Holding her open I saw the puckered skin of her asshole tighten as he moved. Anne made soft noises.
He began to pick up speed and Anne began to push back against him. I slid my fingers around to her clit and made small circles. Her hips began to buck. Jim moved faster. He was gasping now, holding her hips tightly. Every muscle in his body was straining. He was desperate to fuck but still holding back, afraid of hurting her.
Her pussy was soaked and I rubbed harder against her clit. She gasped and I rubbed harder. She gasped again and I rubbed faster. Her body seized and began to convulse, throwing off Jim’s rhythm. Every muscle in her body clenched, relaxed and clenched again.
"Do it. Hard." She shouted into the pillow. Jim lost all semblance of control. He grabbed her hips and slammed forward, driving her forward on to the bed, wrenching my fingers away from her pussy. He seemed to go wild against her. He tensed.
"Where do you want me to come?" He asked, between clenched teeth. She lifted her head for the first time and looked over her shoulders.
"My ass." She waved feebly at me. "He wants to see you fill my ass with cum." I did. At that moment I wanted it more than I'd ever wanted anything. Jim surged forward and exploded. He pumped into her, hard. Over and over again. Finally he finished. Slowly he pulled out. Anne gasped.
I didn't know what came over me. The second Jim stepped away I moved behind Anne. I grabbed her cheeks roughly and spread them apart. As far apart as they would go. Cum dribbled out of her. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen.
I quickly undid my pants. Not even bothering to take then off. I rammed into her ravaged ass. Even dripping with lube and cum, stretched by fucking Jim, she was still too tight. She shouted in pain. I was beyond caring. I fucked her hard.
I grabbed a fistful of her hair.
"Say his name." I demand.
"Jim."
"Again."
"Jim!"
"Say his name." I pulled back on her hair. Her head came up and her body slammed against me.
"JIM!" I exploded. Every fiber of my being emptied into her. For a moment it felt like I transcended this mortal plane.
Eventually I came back to myself. I slid out of her and lay on the bed. Jim was beside me. He had been watching the brutal fucking and jacking off. He came softly on her back.
Eventually Anne rolled over and lay there, legs splayed. A smear of cum and lube around her crotch. Utterly unashamed. Absolutely beautiful. She was gorgeous.
She never did fuck that roommate though.
[The Chronology of Anne](https://old.reddit.com/user/LordUnderTheMountain/comments/10hbtpd/the_chronology_of_anne/) |
[M/s] My son is pitching tents (Update 5) | Hello!
Very happy to have another reason to update everyone on the fun happening at home. I’m continually in shock at how wonderful things have been since this began between the two of us. I want to stress before I begin, that this may be my last update so if I don’t post again, I want to thank everyone for all the kind feedback and support. It really boosted my confidence to know people were hoping for the best for us and it made me want to keep coming back and keep sharing.
The sexual tension between me and my son has remained incredibly high since the last interaction. Around others, we shared knowing glances or he might cop a quick feel, as did I, and when we’ve found quick moments alone, he’ll come up close to me and hug me close and/or kiss me deeply or I’ll pull him down to me so he can give me love. I’m so proud to see his confidence and boldness growing. Seeing him try things, which a few months ago I’m not sure he would have even felt comfortable vocalizing makes me so happy for him.
The two of us didn’t have another notable interaction till this past Wednesday when we unexpectedly got the house alone to ourselves, for the evening. It was a little late when he ducked into the house and when I’d told him his brother wouldn’t be in for the evening, I could almost see his energy change and he nearly leapt across the room to kiss me. The level of intensity is almost impossible to put into words and for a moment, the moment when I felt the consequence of his energy poking into my pelvis, to be specific, I thought he might just strip me right then.
He backed a touch away from me, though hadn’t let me go, and asked if I was able to put off eating the dinner I was preparing and perhaps exercise with him to work up a proper apatite. We’ve continued to exercise together here and there but more often lately, I’ve been working out alone, which I understand with his school load. I told him that it was a great idea and he pecked me again and we were both changed and stretching a few minutes later.
From the beginning, he had set a very aggressive tone for the time we’d be trying to workout by asking if he could do as he had previously and remove his shorts. I told him yes and just as he revealed the already erect bulge pressing against his underwear, he asked if I wanted to remove mine as well and for a moment, I took a pass as I wasn’t wearing anything under my shorts. I had us use the time to work on legs, squatting, performing lunges and doing deadlifts. More than any time previously, we were both not careful about using our hands to “assist” one another, though why I needed assistance squeezing my butt I couldn’t quite figure out. Still, we’d actually done a bit of work when just before we began to do deadlifts, I had turned to instruct him what we’d be doing next only to catch him getting more comfortable by removing his last covering.
The move made me pause and very blatantly stare down at his erection, very rigid, with quite a wet tip, inviting me to perhaps work on a different muscle. Having him out and sexually aroused so blatantly had my inner demons trying their best to shout my better angels down. He stood as if he was waiting for me to decide what I really wanted to do next and I found the strength to tease him and smiled before setting him about the deadlifts. He grinned back and complied and we both played a silent staring game as we worked.
I finished before him and decided to tease him a bit more by lifting my sports bra over my head whilst he was mid rep. It was hilarious, seeing him bent at the waist, frozen, looking at me. He really couldn’t do two things at once. I didn’t stop and turned my back to him and slowly worked the last bit of thin fabric over my hips and down my rounded cheeks in front of his face.
The act made me feel naughty beyond belief, sticking my booty right in his face and letting him get a good view between my cheeks as I bent over. I immediately noticed the change in temperature between my legs as the air lightly cooled my moistened lips and I desperately hoped he noticed. I think he might have; I stood up again to see his mouth drooling about as much as his cock was. I smiled and said I wanted to be comfortable too and stepped forward a pace and lowered down onto me knees to start donkey kicks.
Just after I began, I felt a very tense mood lower over the situation. We’d been playfully touching each other and making fun of the workout to a degree but I could sense him fixating on me with intensity. I couldn’t hear him breathing behind me and my heartbeat grew so deafening in my ears I jumped when I felt him stop me from lifting my leg by sliding his hand over my ass. It was a bit of a timid touch but his other slid over my other cheek and slowly, he spread me.
I didn’t say anything to him and I didn’t even want to look back, lest risk interrupting whatever mental process he was in the middle of. I could feel his eyes glued on my most intimate areas for what felt like an age, struggling to figure out what he wanted to do, when he finally let go with one hand. I felt him readjust himself a bit closer to me and I felt my primal brain take over and react in sync, tilting my hips forward and bracing my arms a second before I felt his member probing against my labia. He rubbed and poked against me a few seconds and then found what he’d been searching for and pressed forward.
I had to fight the incredible impulse not to say “fuck” when his tip pressed inside me. Every alarm of taboo and pleasure was blaring in my brain. I felt him press again, trying to go further inside me and then once more before he grabbed my hips with two hands and after backing up, pressed deeper. I was glad I didn’t have to tell him to go slow so that when he began sliding in and out of me, all I said was “good boy.” With every subsequent thrust, I felt his cock twitching inside me, stretching me bit by bit and filling me. I felt so warm all over; perfectly safe and at home, as if this was what we should be doing.
I felt him quicken his pace and I couldn’t hold back my wheezing anymore and let him hear how good he was making me feel. I lowered my head a bit closer to the ground and looked back at him for the first time and caught his eye and felt him twitch inside me again. His eyes were watered over from the intensity, and it made the moment all the more intimate knowing this was his first time. I reached my hand back and rubbed his and told him he was doing such a good job and moments later, I felt my body echoing what I said, gripping his cock tighter and began to cum.
I think he comprehended he’d just made me cum and got lost in the heat of the moment and awkwardly bucked his hips before ramming into me so hard that I couldn’t hold myself up. His hands locked onto my hips with a vice grip so hard it hurt and moments later, I felt his cock engorge, stretching me a bit more and held his length inside me as his semen began spilling inside my pussy. There was sooo much cum. I felt filled and refreshed and quietly giggled on the floor as I felt the last of him cum oozing into me.
We both laid together a while on the floor, lightly rubbing each other’s bodies, me stroking my fingers through his hair and enjoyed the bliss of sharing a beautiful moment together. We ate a little while after. Dinner was fine but desert was better. |
[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 468. An ambush by your debauched and predatory mother. | Under the cover of pre-dawn darkness, I sat on the loveseat and sipped my first cup of coffee. Behind me the ticking of the old clock on the kitchen wall kept me company as I awaited a licentious snaring of my older boy. The soft, white noise of water running from the bathroom faucet alerted me to be ready to pounce.
My womanhood bloomed and opened its moist, hungry flower as I silently set the prolifically chipped "#1 Mom" mug on the side table. Fluidly, I untied the belt of my robe, and I loosened it around my shoulders. The water stopped and seconds later, his feet touched the hardwood floor in the hallway.
The palms of my hands pressed against the cushions and my bare feet made full contact with the tile. I could hear his steps approaching and I dared not breathe and my adrenaline soared, putting me into a state of hyper-sexual readiness.
Patrick stepped within half an arm's length and did not detect his perverse mother's presence.
As he strode past, I rose powerfully and without a sound. I felt like an owl swooping in and seizing its hapless and well-deserved prey.
My left hand snatched the towel from around his waist and my right arm braced against his chest. My crus of my left leg bent and held firmly behind him. Falling back over his mother's leg, he collapsed naked and confused to the loveseat.
As he landed, I mounted him in one smooth motion that I had rehearsed in my head the moment before he entered my territory.
"Mom..." He asked while gulping air in surprise.
From deep in my lungs, I growled and immediately felt him guide his already hard cock inside his own mother. He moaned and kissed my neck as I rode him like a steed in the black void of the room, the world oblivious to our decadent corruption.
**My sons are 27 and 22. I will not pretend to be your mother.** |
Golfing Date Pt 1 [MF] [outdoor] [fingering] | “Want to go golfing with me?”
“Uhm, I don’t golf but I’ll go with you. Can I drive the cart?”
It’s a rare weekday that we both have a day off, and he wants to go golf? Well ok, he hasn’t gone in a while and he loves it, and I get to spend time with him while driving a golf cart. This could be fun. Sunshine, fresh air, hot guy… let’s put on something distracting and have fun. I find that little skirt he likes and my little tank top. It’s one of those tops that have a built in bra so I can go for less clothing and get a better tan. I’m going to skip panties today too. Skirt isn’t that short but short enough he will probably get a peek.
He picks me up and we head to the course. I am delighted to see there are very few cars in the parking lot and it appears that the course is mostly deserted. We grab our things and head to the clubhouse. I wander a bit looking around at the clubhouse and pro shop, golf is just not my thing but it’s pretty here. Looks like a nice place to hang out, comfy furniture and a great view of the grounds. The pro shop has what looks like everything you’d need, and then some. Even those goofy knitted club covers I remember my grandpa having. The ones that look like a tiny winter hat with a pompom on top. Shot glasses, can holders, coolers, golfers do know how to drink! He walks up behind me and puts his hand on my ass. “You’re not wearing panties?” He asks in my ear. I turn and look at him wide eyed, “how did you know?” “You bent over to look at something and I got a very nice view,” he whispered. I blush just a little and smile. “Oops,” I giggle. “Let’s go,” he says and we head outside.
I did grab a small blanket to toss on the seat since I know golf cart seats are dirty and I’m not wearing panties, so I throw that on the seat and make myself comfy. He loads his clubs and hops in and directs me where to go. At the first hole I sit quietly while he tees off and keep myself occupied with my phone. It really is pretty and quiet here. The fresh air is amazing. There’s not a soul on the course that I can see. There were a few guys in the clubhouse but it sounded like they were waiting for the rest of their friends to arrive and we’re having a few drinks while waiting. We take off and have a nice time on the first few holes. He hits the ball. Hops in the cart. We go find it. Repeat. Each time though, my skirt rises just a little higher and the straps of my top seem to have a hard time staying up. My nipples are showing through my top clear as day and in notice that his swing isn’t as great after a few holes. We chat about mundane things the whole time and just have fun with each others company. He kisses me and cops a feel now and then but he is really trying to play and I’m really trying to distract him. I’m pretending not to notice that my skirt is dangerously high now and my tits aren’t far from popping out of my top. We get to the 8th hole and he tees off, this time I have driven the cart closer to the tee and positioned myself so that if he looks up he will have a full view of my missing panties and I casually start to rub my nipples.
He completely misses the ball on his swing as I have put my foot up on the seat next to me. I have fully exposed myself and casually play my game on my phone. One hand on my phone and the other pinching a nipple. “Oh no, are you ok?” I ask, giggling slightly. “I hope I didn’t distract you with my game, I can turn the sound off.” He takes another swing and his ball flies off and ends up somewhere in the trees. “Looks like we may need to go look for that one,” he mumbles and walks back to the cart. His eyes are not on mine, they are locked much lower. My fingers trail from my nipple down to my thigh. His hand reaches for my leg and slides up as he steps into the cart. He leans over and kisses me harder this time, his fingers just barely caressing one set of lips while his tongue caresses mine. “Now now we need to go find that ball,” I whisper and push him off. I can see his pants are getting tight and I’m fairly certain he is uncomfortable now.
We drive to the edge of the rough where his ball got lost and he decides to just take a drop and not look. It’s deep in that woods and I can see he has plans for not wasting time. He takes a few too many shots but manages to finish the hole and we head to the 9th tee box. This time I get out and “stretch my legs” while he sets up his ball. I grab my tote bag from the back of the cart and bend over to look in the bag. My entire ass and pussy are exposed to him and my tits fall out of my top. He doesn’t even take a swing and I hear the club drop to the ground. I feel his hand on my hip and his other hand between my legs. His fingers are probing and rubbing all around my pussy and clit. He reaches up and spits on his fingers then I feel him shove two fingers deep in my hole. “Fuck yes, please daddy,” I moan and he continues finger fucking me. I stay bent over gripping the side of the cart. His fingers are pumping me hard and my juices are practically pouring out. “That’s my good little golf slut, will you cum for daddy?” I moan softly and beg “yes daddy, please make me cum for you.” “Louder, I want to hear my little golf slut say it.” He presses his thumb into my ass as his two fingers are pressing and massaging my g-spot. “Fuck yes daddy, please make me cum,” I say loudly and start to moan loudly. He barks, “Don’t hold back, I want to hear you cum.” I start to moan and whimper. I’m pretty sure anyone nearby can hear me as I have lost all shyness. I’m holding the side of the cart and shouting “oh my god fuck me daddy make me cum.” The orgasm makes me knees buckle but he holds me up while I quake. My juices running down my legs. His fingers soaked. He bends down and bites my ass cheek, leaving a small mark, then smacks my ass leaving an even better mark. I stand up and he turns me around, as he’s wiping his hands on his golf towel. “Now you be daddy’s good little golf slut and let me finish my hole. Then I’ll finish that hole.” I perch myself back in my seat on the golf cart, leaving my tits out and my skirt at my waist. He heads back to tee off and I can see the bulge in his pants is distinct and he is very, very ready. |
I Don't Need You To Marry Me [FM][Vanilla][F32] | Look, you’re making this harder on yourself than you have to, harder than I take it myself.
I’m a big girl, I can handle not being your Miss Right — heck, I’m not even my own. I’m working shit out, all the time.
But you were there for me when I needed you, and that counts for something. If I were perfect, you wouldn’t even like me, and I would absolutely hate myself for it.
But no, you took me how I was, how I felt, and you let me into your door. Put me on your couch, listened to my rambling, and you dared to get me drunk. That’s always a mistake, I get weird when I get drunk — but last night, it wasn’t a mistake.
We can use that, we can write this all off as a mistake, and you can tell me to get dressed. You can pull the blanket away, let me shiver in the morning cold, and I’ll get dressed on my own free will — I simply don’t want to freeze my naked butt off.
You can throw me out if you like — I don’t need to move in with you. I’ll be one of many lonely chicks out there, aimlessly walking through the streets as I try to come up with a better plan. I could take that just fine, if you feel the need to toss me out. I’ll even take the trash out as I leave, I’m cool like that.
But you know what? You can also let me stay, for now. This Saturday, make me feel like it is Sunday already, let’s just stay in bed. We could stay in here and talk things through, and I mean really talk things through. We could have so much sex before it’s even time for lunch, that neither of us feels ready to have another go at any of this.
Simply light-headed stupidity, and a headache that comes from your main headaches all going away. You could hold me in your arms, run your hands across my cheek, and then my cheeks.
You could be so done with touching my body that it seems like the most normal thing in the world — and that is when we order lunch. Takeout, something good, something that I would describe to my friends as better than the sex. Something horrible, something with more calories than I lost lying here, my legs spread wide open for you.
We will sit at the kitchen table because neither of us can stay in bed any longer, and we will desperately try to get a conversation going. Something stupid, something we are both way past of, we know each other to well for empty small talk.
But we would need it, and we would make it work, pass the hour that it takes to clean the kitchen, have a shower, then clean the remnants of last night from the living room table.
I would help you get your couch back in order, and you would tell me that I don’t have to, then shrug when I shrug.
Eventually, I would have enough strength again to tease you, and I would be relentlessly nagging you. You wouldn’t like how low I would get, and you wouldn’t have the strength back yet to defend yourself and tease me back.
You would just take it, frown at me, try to turn it into a smile. And I would tease you for that, too, and call you ridiculous things like soft and caring, until I see the look in your eyes grow hard. I’ll act like I am sorry for just a second, and you will immediately grow soft again and act like I need a white knight to rescue me.
And I would laugh, so would you, realizing that I led you on this whole time. And you would grab my hair, pull my head back a little, and stare deep into my eyes with a look that I should be afraid of. You will push me down, on my knees, where I actually belong.
You would pull my pants down, and just when I think you think about fucking me again, you slap me hard. You push my shoulders down, so that my hips are up in the air, and the next slap comes.
You say something about giving me what I deserve, and I will act like if it isn’t what I need. I will yelp, and call you something insulting, like being weak and hitting me like a girl.
And your next slap will come even harder, and now I will actually feel pain. I won’t have to twist around and look at my ass in a mirror to know that the skin is reddened, and I will tell you that a real man would at least have the decency to pull my hair.
I won’t be ready to fuck again, but you won’t care, because your dick suddenly found some strength again. And you will lick me, make me realize how sensitive I really am, and that I couldn’t possibly handle you fucking me again.
So, naturally, I will tell you to fuck me, and to better not stop until I tell you to.
And together, we will make it work, the angriest sex of the day, angrier even than I was yesterday when you almost didn’t get the hint. I will shower you in a torrent of insults that I had ready if you hadn’t grabbed my breasts in the very last second, just when I thought I might as well leave and fuck a random stranger in a bar.
I will grunt with all the anger that I had yesterday when I realized you knew exactly where my breaking point was, and that you pulled my leg and pushed me right until I couldn’t take it anymore.
You were cute, you were polite, and I really thought I would have to grab a pen and paper and write down for you what a lady really needs. And then, you kissed me on my neck, not even bothering to give me a cute kiss on my lips at first.
And when you finally kissed my lips, I was so way past all that, and my panties were cooking the lid off. You knew, and you mistreated me like that, pulling them off slowly so that they burned every inch of my legs on their way down.
But then, you didn’t have it in you anymore to play things slow, and you started fucking me like a total slut. Not a single word of warning, you were right in me, and not a single point of question in your eyes. You knew what I wanted, and you didn’t care, and that was what I wanted. I wanted you to take me like I belong to you, as if my wetness was a sign that you were in control.
And you made use of that, repeatedly, energetically — just like I had always dreamed you would. You fucked me like I didn’t matter, and that mattered to me, just like that look in your eyes that told me you had played this night through in your brain so many times before.
You probably had all sorts of plans for me, with all the eventualities taken care of, and many a night of practice rounds as you closed your eyes and stroked your dick. Softball rounds like massaging my feet as we sip on wine, and hardball rounds where I snuggle up to you unasked and tell you to not get any ideas at first.
But you were overwhelmed by how overwhelmingly thirsty I was, and I caught you by surprise. I think I am to blame a bit for how quickly everything escalated, I had barely walked into your door before I started flirting with you.
And we flirted hard, more than we ever do at the office, none of that cute stuff that you hit me with when we know everyone is looking. None of this bringing each other coffee, making jokes that get the others horny more than us, none of these daring touching of our feet under the table when a meeting is particularly boring.
All that never meant anything, and that’s what I like so much about you. You can handle me during the day, and you don’t even get any ideas, you just play things by ear. You go home in the evening, just like I do, and you laugh about yourself and the tricks you played on me. I know, because I do the same.
But last night, you were there for me when I actually needed you, leaned on you, relied on you. You were there, and that’s the reason why I am still here this morning, looking into your cute face that looks at me so full of worry.
But trust me, you don’t have to, we are still just coworkers after all of this. If you promise to take care of me this weekend, I promise you that I won’t be back here for a long time after. I will leave you alone, and I will understand when you stop flirting with me for a while, and when you’ll be strangely awkward with me during lunch.
The others will probably be able to tell, just by how you change around me — but that’ll be fine, we can simply ignore it when they ask and tease and create all sorts of rumors.
And then, you’ll find your flow again, where you can tease me like you used to, and where our boss looks over at us all annoyed because me turn the meeting room into a dance floor.
And I can promise you this: It’ll be at least a month before I lie back here, in your bed, and silently beg you not to throw me out. |
[M/S] [A/n] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 453. Rewarding Tommy for his quick thinking. | I must admit, I am quite proud of my sweet nephew for being able to improvise and fool his mother when she saw his chastity cage. He said she has been a bit awkward around him but that's normal. Most moms don't like finding out our baby boys are having sex. It makes us feel older and we know they need a girl in their lives.
I strutted into the lab at the university wearing a cherry-red business suit as it is his favorite. We hugged as soon as we saw one another, and the embrace was warm and loving. I praised him for his cleverness and instructed him to always close and lock the shower door.
Tommy's favorite Auntie had him hop onto a lab table and kissed him and sucked his tongue. His jeans and boxer briefs fell to the floor, and I unlocked and removed his cage. His cock sprung forth and stood up and begged for love.
A deep throaty moan emanated from my lungs as I sucked him slowly. My soft hand squeezed the base and played with his heavy cum-filled balls as he played with my hair and groaned with delight.
Edging him as much as I could, I knew he needed to burst. Tommy often can't last long and today was to be no different. His dick twitched and further swelled in my incestuous mouth until he lost control.
As I was not dominating him, he growled "Auntie" as he came for me and came some more. The amount of love-nectar that he squirted into my mouth was impressive and I swallowed every drop for my good boy.
He lay on the table for a few minutes and rested until I locked up his hammy in its cozy little jail.
Just before I left, the pizza I had ordered for him arrived. I think he enjoyed his lunchtime.
**My nephew is 19 and my sons are 22 and 27. Your mom does not want you to send her any dick pics. I promise.** |
Had one of my best fuck in Chicago after getting a new tattoo | Honestly I wasn't really expecting much, but luckily for me one guy slid into my dms and we met up at Chicago, this guy had one of the best looking dick I had ever seen.
I have a short clip of us having sex right here [https://imgur.com/a/Dr17uLq](https://imgur.com/a/Dr17uLq)
So I \[22 f\] was hanging out with my this guy who i had just met \[27 m\] last night and things got a little spicy. We have fooled around a bit so it's nothing new, but figured I'd share the story anyway.
We were just hanging out at his place last night and we were just watching the last episode of Stranger Things (we wanted to wait to watch it together). After it ended, he playfully slapped my butt. I wiggled it a little for him, and he started grabbing it and ended up pulling my booty shorts down. After my shorts were completely off (I wasn't wearing panties/underwear), he started eating me out a little while I was standing and he was sitting on his couch. I decided to take my T shirt off (again, nothing else underneath), so I was completely naked. I laid back on his couch and he continued eating me out. I was holding his head with both hands and gripping tightly with both legs. It went on for like 5 minutes.
Afterwards, I got up and he sat back on the couch and started taking his shirt off. I got on my knees and started taking his pants off. I started sucking him and he grabbed my hair with both sides from each side of my head (like pigtails) as I did so. This also when on for like 5 minutes.
He stood up and pulled me up with him by my hair, then pushed me back on the couch. I turned around bent over on all fours, and he started fucking me in doggy. I'd say like 5 minutes into it he pulled out and was like "I got an idea." He took the belt off his jeans, got my hands behind my back, and tied my wrists with his belt. He continued fucking me, pulling my hair, and occasionally giving me some spanks (some light, some hard).
That went on for a few more minutes. He flipped me over and I was laying on my back with my arms underneath, still tied together by my wrists with his belt. He started fucking me in missionary and he was squeezing and smacking my boobs. After a few minutes, he propped my legs over his shoulders and started choking me with both hands. After like 10 minutes, he started moaning really loud and I could feel him shooting his load deep in my pussy. |
[step] [B/s] Am I reading into things too much and being too optimistic? | I need some advice on how to move forward with my sister. I apologize in advance; this will be a post of me venting and looking for advice. I posted on here a while back and got some good advice, but things haven’t progressed much since then.
So for a little bit of background, I’m 28, and she’s 18. Technically she’s my step-sister, but we’ve been a family since we were young, so we refer to each other as siblings. Even though we have a significant age difference, we’ve always connected well, and I don’t want to hook up with her; I want to be her man. I can’t tell, though, if she’s into me because any time I try to flirt with her over text, I get a pretty neutral response.
Just over Christmas, when I was back home for a week, things ended between her and her bf. But the surprising thing was that she told me first, even before her best friends, who were literally in the next room over. She invited me to sit on her bed and told me about stuff, and I happily listened. Afterward, I hugged her and kissed her on the forehead. What amazed me, though, is that when we hugged, she like wouldn’t let go and had her head buried into my chest. It felt incredible; I just wanted her to stay there so I could keep her safe and warm.
Since then, we’ve been texting more on Snapchat, but she’ll occasionally leave me on read and not respond. Her ex was shitty, I guess, at communicating and listening to her problems, so I’m hoping I can fill that void and help her. We’re pretty close and have shared a lot of intimate details with one another, but I don’t know how to move it up to the next level without scaring her off. But again, I don’t want to just bang her or have her think that’s all I want. She’s much more than that, and I genuinely care for her. I don’t know if she feels the same.
Some evidence that I think she’s into me; she asks me regularly if I’ve found a girl yet, and in the past if I’ve ever acknowledged I have, she gets visibly upset and has never liked any of my exes.
Last Christmas, when I was back home again, one night, I found a pair of panties under my pillow. I wasn’t sure if it was a prank or an accident, so I asked her, and she blushed heavily and said they were hers but didn’t quickly try to take them away. She sort of just stood there looking away until I handed them to her.
Close to a year ago, we had a family trip to Florida for a week, and she and I hung out almost the entire time together. On the last night, we were there; she specifically asked if she and I could go for a walk and see the beach at night. She even insisted that I wait for her so she could change into a better outfit. I bought us ice cream, and we sat at the beach for a while just talking, and I thought for sure she was going to express her feelings, but instead told me about her new boyfriend (the one she just broke up with) and again she told me before anyone else.
There have been other instances of us being together at a restaurant and her wanting to sit next to me instead of across, even leading to my step-mom joking about how we were such a cute couple, causing my sister to blush.
We always seem to be getting each other gifts, and she always wants to hang out with me or play video games together, even though she’s more anti-social than I am.
Whenever she has friends over, she invites me to hang out with them, and I frequently notice her and her best friend looking at me and whispering to one another.
I don’t know. I feel like I’m reading into things too much and hoping for the best. I’m sure I’m probably taking her trusting me as flirting, and I don’t want to spoil what we have if she isn’t into me.
How do I move forward? How can I decipher if she’s attracted to me or just being nice? |
[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 382. The vaporous predator and the nurturing mother. | "Suck Mommy's button, Baby. Yes, suck it..." I hissed into the dark void of Patrick's bedroom.
I had been in his room for nearly an hour. The air had become moist and heavy from the fucking and sucking, and my older boy fucked me like he owned me. His tongue played me like a master violinist, and I absorbed pleasure like a thirsty sponge. I lost track of my orgasms and the only sound I heard was him occasionally grunting "Mom."
Soon I was back in the hallway, feeling the cool air on my naked, sticky body and feeling relaxed. I could see a tiny light coming from Michael's bedroom and, as his mother, I needed to investigate. He lay on his side, facing away from the door, unaware, his nude mom was in his room.
As I walked toward him, he set down his phone and turned toward me. It was obvious he wasn't feeling well, and I climbed into his bed and took him in my arms. I stroked his hair and gently kissed his forehead and face, him in shorts and an undershirt and me void of any clothing.
As he began to settle down, I felt his cock stiffen and press into my leg. With my lips to his ear, I softly asked "Would you like me to kiss it, Baby?"
He nodded and I slid down the bed and took him in my mouth to give him a tender and motherly sucking. I know exactly what he likes, and I love making him feel good. His muted moans were music to my ears and soon, he released his powerful and loving load into my mouth to be swallowed.
A few minutes later he was sleeping soundly.
**My sons are 22 and 27. Do not try to push your fantasies on me.** |
All About Her. (M19-F41) (Cuckolding) | PART 11
Mags and Sid have been an “item” for close to six months now. He refers to her as his girlfriend when they go out on dates and are seen in public. She’s decided to give up her trolling the personals in search of fuck buddies and give herself “completely” to Sid and his youthful, lusting cock. Over the past months she set him up in a little business in a distant part of the city where she can be his full time girlfriend and partner to their employees. She also bought him a used car an expense I thought was unwise and a bit over the top. How was she to explain his having a car out of our funds when I was not to be aware of their deepening relationship. Her response was it would be a business vehicle used for sales calls and deliveries. Since she was a partner it would be perfectly fine.
She was spending more and more time in his bed. She would send me photos of her in her panties and bra waiting for him to return to “their” bedroom to start another round of 19 into 41 math exercises. She would text me the pictures, tell me she loves me and promise I would get my turn when she returned. More than once Sid’s big sister would comment to him about the moaning and grunts she hears almost every day and/or night coming from his bedroom. Mags said he told her his sis was worried they’d break the bed. Did she know who it was getting pounded by her brother? Mags hadn’t bumped into her other than when she was there helping set up their business or his applying to Uni. All big sis knew was her brother had a seriously horny girlfriend.
About this time Mags returned one evening after work and, after pouring us both a glass of Malbec, said Sid had surprised her with a weekend getaway to celebrate their 6 month anniversary. He had booked a room in a bed and breakfast near the beach in a quaint little coastal village to the south. They were to depart the following Friday and return that Monday. I could tell she was going to go no matter what I said. She put her wine glass down and came to sit on my lap. I stood up, finished my glass and went for the bottle. “So, I am the clueless husband who lets my wife of over 20 years…” “Yes. That’s the role you are playing and have been playing for almost six months. Have you been taken care of in every way during that time? I told you I want this and I don’t see this ending. So it would be best for you to enjoy the ride.” She wasn’t wrong. I would receive photos of her on her knees sucking him off after I left for work or of her flashing her tits coming home late from a bar. The thing is she won’t let me see any shots nor video of them rutting. She said she didn’t want to expose me to anything said or done that could hurt my feelings. At first I wan’t sure what she meant but it didn’t take long for me to see he was constantly ridiculing me for being clueless as to my being cuckolded by a just turned 19 year old. And when he made those comments she agreed with him and added how I was impotent and disinterested in bed and weak as a man. Mags walked over to me, put her glass down and wrapped her arms around me. “Look, he wants to show me off as his girlfriend in a place where no one knows us. He wants to show me he’s a man who can take care of his girlfriend. I am to tell you I’m going to a buyer’s conference in Brighton. There actually is a conference there but that’s not the hamlet he chose. Less people…more relaxed. Please be understanding and I will thrill you with sexy photos and you can have me to yourself that following week.” I kissed her, smiled and just shook my head. She took my hand and led me upstairs for the reclaiming ceremony. |
Punishing the Shoplifter [MMF] [M40sF20s] [NC] | TW: Non consent
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I was shopping when I found a cute black bikini with a thong bottom and a top that would barely cover my perky tits. It was so pretty, but when I saw the price tag I knew I could never afford it. I didn't have any extra money to be spending on unnecessary things, like a $200 swimsuit. It wasn't the best idea I'll admit, but I decided to put it on under my clothes and try and walk out with it. Just my luck, the scanner started to loudly beep as I walked out and I was stopped by an employee and walked to the security office. Tears started to well in my eyes. I hoped they wouldn't call the police.
There was only one security guard in the office and he was a large, slightly overweight, middle aged man. He was balding and looked to be about 6'0. As I walked in, he grinned, looking my body up and down like he was appraising his next meal. This made me shudder, but I told myself I was probably just imagining it.
"Put your hands up," he commanded, as he started to pat me down until he found the stolen swimsuit. He started to squeeze my tits, I instinctively pulled away from him then stopped myself when I realized he probably had to as part of the pat down. I could feel his hot breath on my face. He pulled out the tag, "A 200 dollar swimsuit. I'll be damned. This is enough money to warrant me calling the police, sweetheart," he said, looking at me chidingly. "Please don't call the police," I whimpered.
"Take off your clothes, honey" he said, in a commanding voice. I hesitated, until he started to reach towards me and pull on my shirt. "Oh, so now you're refusing to return stolen items too? I'll help you give it back if you won't do it yourself." His harsh tone scared me, so I complied and stripped for him. My face warmed in embarrassment as he appraised my nearly naked body in the tight bikini. "Turn around," he ordered me. I did, alarm bells starting to go off in my head. "Damn, you have a tight, pretty little ass don't you," he murmured under his breath. My heart started to pound and face started to flush. I also felt a small tingle start to spread in my sex.
He roughly pulled me over to sit on his lap. I could feel my breasts brush against his chest and a large bulge start to form through his khaki pants. He started to squeeze my thighs, which sent ripples of arousal and fight through my body. "Well sweetheart, you have two options. Option one is that we call the police. Get you banned from this store for life, put it on your record and the rest of that shit. Option two is that you give me some love. I'm going to open up to you a little bit, I haven't had a nice girl like you for a long time. I've been missing it. You have such a pretty little mouth, if you put that mouth on my cock for a little bit I'll let you go and we'll all have an easier time. Which option are you picking sweetheart?"
I squirmed to try and get away, but he held me tight to him. I could feel his bulge grow through his pants. I had never done anything like this before, and only had given a few blowjobs in my life. This man was so much older than me too, and I could tell he was a pervert and rough. On the other hand, I really couldn't afford to have the police called on me. I swallowed my pride and murmured "option two", shame filling my body. "I'm doing you a favor honey. That's not going to cut it. Look me in my eyes and tell me you want to choke on this big cock." He commanded, roughly pulling my face and turning it towards him. I refused, this was too much. I wouldn't give up my dignity so easily, he wasn't supposed to be doing this either! He slapped me across the face. "Try again." Reeling in shock from the slap, my eyes started to tear up. He chuckled and slapped me again. "Look me in my eyes and say it, bitch. Or I'm going to make this a lot harder." "I want to choke on your big cock-" I cried out quickly, wanting the pain to end. He laughed. "Good girl, now put your mouth on daddy's cock.
He unzipped his fly and his large erection came out. It was the girthiest dick I had haver seen, his pubes were completely unkempt and I could tell his member was bursting with lust. He grabbed my hair and I lowered my mouth to his sweaty cock. I started to bob up and down, trying to fit as much of him as I could in my mouth but it was hard since his cock was so fat. He laughed. "What, little slut knows how to steal but doesn't know how to suck a dick? We're going to fix that right now honey." He said, pushing my head down onto his lap. I tried to scream as my throat expanded to accommodate his girth. He pushed my head down without mercy, until my nose was buried deep in his thick pubes and large stomach. He held me there as I tried with all my might to push away from him, desperate for air. He groaned loudly as I suffocated on his cock. "That throat feels so damn good!" Just as my vision started to blacken, he pulled my head back for air and then pushed it down again. He mercilessly fucked my throat. Tears filled my eyes and spit started to drop down my chest. He groaned loudly which slightly turned me on despite myself. Just as I thought I couldn't take anymore, his pace started to quicken. "Swallow this cum baby. Every fucking drop."
It seemed like an infinite amount of hot, salty semen poured down my throat in spurts. I struggled to swallow it all, and he laughed at this. Finally, he pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Sorry baby, I didn't mean to cum so quick. Don't worry though, I'm not done with you yet." A sadistic flashed across his face. "Alright boys, you can come in now!" He yelled. "What? You told me if I did that to you you would let me go!" I cried. "I said I wouldn't call the police. Now be a good girl and make my friends feel real good too or things are going to get bad for you." My heart dropped. I could barely handle one man, I didn't know how I could handle anymore.
Two men walked into the office. One was one of the largest men I had ever seen in my life. It was a middle-aged, attractive black man. His muscles rippled through his shirt and the sadistic, lustful way he looked at me pierced my heart with fear. The other was a younger man with medium length brown hair, and arms sleeved with tattoos. Under different circumstances, I may have found him attractive. But all I felt now was fear mixed with a strange sense of arousal.
"Oh yeah John! You got us some young, pretty pussy," the tattooed man exclaimed. "Yep, I just broke in her throat. It was real tight so I can't even imagine how her other holes feel." The goliath of a man smiled and walked up to me. He pulled down the thong, exposing my bare cheeks. I cried out in surprise and embarrassment. "Hey baby", he said in his deep voice running his hand all along my body. "You know you've got a beautiful, little ass?" I nodded, unsure of what else to do. The other men laughed, I felt so humiliated. I was nothing more than an object to them. He pulled out his cock, and I instantly gasped at the size. It must have been around 10 inches, it was thick too. I had never even come close to taking a cock so big. He walked behind me and pulled my ass up. I started to shake with fear, I wasn't sure if I could take a dick that size. He spit on the tip and entered my pussy, gently at first. He slowly pushed his throbbing weapon into me, every inch felt like my tight pussy was tearing. I screamed out when he hit my cervix. "This is the tightest pussy I've had in years guys!" He exclaimed out. He thrust into me gently for a few strokes, and then rammed his throbbing cock into me ruthlessly. I screamed and cried, I felt like he was ripping apart my insides. The other men laughed and cheered at this. "I love how that tight cunt stretches around my big dick", he said as he ravaged my pussy.
"You're going to make her loose for me!" The tattooed man complained. "Come get in her ass then, I promise it'll be real tight that way," the man savagely fucking me chuckled. Processing what this meant, I cried out "No! Please. I've never had anything in my ass. I can't. Please." I begged them. This elicited a laugh from them all. "I love seeing a slut beg" the first man who had fucked my mouth said.
The large man stopped thrusting. I could feel the tattooed man get behind me, unzip his pants and put the tip of his cock on my hole. He spit on it and started to push. I screamed out just from this, and continued to beg him to stop. "Shut up slut. It's happening one way or the other. You're a thief remember?" He struggled to push himself in my tight, virgin asshole. Getting frustrated, he slapped my ass hard and pulled me back by my hair. "Relax your fucking asshole, bitch!" I cried and screamed as he pushed harder and harder until his cock was fully inside my ass. Both of the men started to thrust inside me at the same time and I felt so full. It hurt so bad but I could feel an orgasm start to build.....
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Thank you for reading! Any feedback is greatly appreciated! Let me know if you want a part 2 :) |
[S/B] Kissing and Talking with my brother | Hi everyone! Merry Christmas even if im like a day late lol. Um so im just gonna give a quick update on what happened the last few days with my brother just so you know. Oh yeah and everyone is over 18 years old.
So two days ago in the morning we went on a walk and I said im glad he wanted to walk with me because i liked being with him and he said he liked being with me so i kissed him. We kissed a little longer than last time but still not super long. He said "ok" and smiled after we kissed and i held his hand when we walked back home.
We had a Christmas Party with our family later so we went to that and it was fun. We slept with each other but like nothing big happened
Yesterday we did more Christmas stuff earlier and went to dinner with our mom. When we went to bed i kissed him goodnight on the lips and he smiled again. I asked him if he was ok with me kissing him and he said "yeah i like it". So that got me really happy so i said to him that if i get a boyfriend i would want him to be like him. He said "thank you" and he like laughed a little and cuddled closer to me. So that was good. I kissed him good morning today too.
I think last night was good. Weve been busy with Christmas stuff but i think it went good. My mom is going to dinner with her friends so i might try to watch a movie with my brother in the living room and talk with him more tonight. Thank you everyone for advice and being so nice! |
A Sunday Drive with our Bull [MF] | On Sunday we all decided to go down to this small town, about an hour away, that sells these amazing donuts, and honestly, because we wanted something to do. We often go on trips like this one, and enjoy a little bit of fun along the way.
Her bull decided that while we drove there, she would sit in the back, while we both sat up front, and he made it very clear, we were both to do what he wanted, without question. (After so many years with him, we know this always leads to fun, exciting, and adventurous sexy times).
We all get into the truck, and I start driving towards the town. He doesn't waste any time, turns to the back, and tells her to strip off all of her clothes and hand them to him up front. She quickly takes off all her clothes, and I see him put them in the footwell beside him. He pulls out of the glove box, her little WeVibe remote vibratory, and tells her to suck on it to get it wet, and then put it inside her. I watch in the rear view as she sucks on the pink toy, and then spreads her legs, and quickly pushes the toy inside herself.
He pulls out his phone, and makes sure it works, as he turns it on full blast, and she yelps in surprise. He turns to tell her, that he's going to play with the toy on the drive, and she is not to touch herself, and she is absolutely forbidden to cum. If she cums, he's going to kick her out of the truck on the side of the road, naked as she is now. I hear her gasp, and can tell she's a little nervous, as I watch him slowly turn up the vibrator.
We continue the drive, as he turns it up and down, hearing her moan and watching her squirm as she's edged over and over. The truck smells like her, it's incredible, you can see her struggling hard, fighting not to cum. We finally get to our destination, and she's a desperate mess. She's flushed, she smells like lust, she's panting, and super sensitive. He gives her her shirt and pants back, putting her underwear in plain view on the dash in front of him. He tells her to get dressed, but to leave the toy inside.
We get out of the truck, and he walks over to her and helps her walk into the store, while she clings to his arm, and tells me to open the door for them. We walk into the shop, and we order our food, and as we stand, waiting to get our food, we both watch as he pulls out his phone, and slowly increase the vibrations inside her. I can see her grab is arm tightly, as she tries to collect herself, and keep from moaning. When the guy comes to the counter with our food, our Bull looks at me, and says loud enough for the employee to hear, "Tell your husband to grab our food, and meet us back in the truck". She says the words as her turns with her under his arm, and walks back to the truck. I'm sitting there dumbfounded, and the employee is just staring at me blankly. I grab the food, and hurriedly chase after them.
When I get to the truck, he's getting in the back with her, and by the time I get in the truck, she's naked, and he's tossing the rest of her clothes up to the passenger seat. He tells me to start driving home, as I see him in the rear view, pulling his dick out. I hadn't backed out of the parking spot yet, and she already had his cock in her throat, hearing her gag and slurp as she game him a wet sloppy blow job. He pulls out his phone and turns up the vibrator, telling her she's not allowed to cum until he does.
Her enthusiasm was incredible, as I watch her devour his cock, trying to get him to cum. It probably takes 5 minutes and I hear him start to moan, and hold her head down on his dick, and then he says "cum". He body starts to shake, as she does her best to scream with his cock, cumming down her throat. He eventually let's her up, and she's coughing, cum a drool running down her face and chest, eyes watering. He asks for her shirt, and tells her to clean herself off using it. Once she's caught her breath, and cleaned off, he tells her to give me the shirt back.
He was stroking himself gently the whole time, and tells her to pull out the toy, and give it to me, and then to get on top of him. Once I'm handed the toy, he tells me to suck it clean. It's soaking with her juices, and I savor the taste as I clean it off.
I spend the rest of the drive, with the taste of her in my mouth, listening to them making love in the back seat. Making out, caressing each other, the passion evident. It was about 10 minutes before getting home, that I hear him cum inside her. For the last 10 minutes, they stay together, him staying inside her as long as he possibly can, and when they finally pull apart, he asks for her panties only, and tells her to put them on.
I pull into the driveway, and he tells me tontake her clothes inside with me, and to leave the front door open. Once I'm inside the house, I turn to see her running up the front path, wearing only her panties, looking like and absolute fucked mess, with him walking calmly behind her.
It was a wild adventure, but not horribly uncommon. If you have any feedback, please feel free to reach out. Thanks for reading.
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[mf] my girlfriend getting brave and admitted she wants to fuck my friend | girlfriend is getting brave and admitted she wants to fuck my friend
So were were at a small gathering with 3 male friends playing some games having a smoke and one guy there is a very close friend of mine, now my gf always has been kinky and has admitted more and more that she wants to be fucked by some of my male friends, but this friend she has a real fantasy for.
So this night we were all chilling and shes got tracksuit bottoms on and a push up bra with a low cut top and started getting turned on when ever we were alone, so teasingly i said you just want to show off to my mate.
She took that as a personal challenge when we were all together again she started pulling her top down just to leave an eyefull of cleavage and bra poking out, during this shes txing me telling me how she wants to ride him slowly feel his cock deep inside her and make him cum deep hitting her cervix, this obviously got me turned on fuck so badly turned on i responded by giving her challenges show me your tits when peoples back were turned rub your tits together when hes looking at you... And he really looked my gf has very nicely shaped large breasts so her pushing them together like shes trying to get an ich out but it was clearly getting to him as he went quite and just stared not thinking i could see him looking...
After a few hours of teasing we headed home and she wanted to fuck more then i did, without waiting she got naked got on all 4s and asked for a plug and me so i proceeded to slide inside her, her moans getting louder and louder untill she just started saying his name over and over telling me how well my friend is fucking her how much you want me to be his slut so you can use me after then take turns, i want to be ruined used like a whore both filling me... Her saying that while i was deep inside her set me off to one of the strongest orgasms of my life pump after pump of cum filled her while she said his name moaning with joy that she made me cum so hard insider her..
So the question now is we have had 3somes before but this mate has been happily with his gf of like 7 years my girl keeps telling me that means he obviously wont say anything if he joins and shes also made me show him our reddit account to see her body, i played that off as a joke we have an account for fun ect but she wanted him to see all of her.
So any recommendations on bringing this subject up as how do you get a friend of years to join without risking the friendship because she wants him bad and technically i owe her for our last 3some as i got what i wanted |
Meeting Lisa! #3 [FF] and more..... | **Who knew little Sam was such a good………**
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11cnbt9/meeting_lisa_ff_and_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11comql/meeting_lisa_2_ff_and_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11co8p9/meeting_lisa_3_ff_and_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
Lisa said how about we take this downstairs as she played with my nipples. I said great but didn’t move, I told her, if you want me to move, you need to stop because I love my nipples played with. I told her that I had gotten myself off one time just from pinching and licking my own nipples for like 15 minutes and the moment I reached down and touched my clit, I came instantly. My nipples were hard as rocks but I knew if Lisa started to rub my clit, I would be done. I was so close to orgasm earlier and Lisa had to know it, she slowed down the tempo at the moment so I didn't come. She clearly wanted to tease me more before I came, we then we got on the couch.
I thought to myself, I hope she doesn’t think I’m a one-and-done orgasm woman, maybe she’s trying to make the night last. I know many women are like that, two of my girlfriend both said, they are lucky to have one and there’s never a second, ever! On a girl’s night out and several drinks in, the conversation turned to sex, I admitted I came 4 times one night one time. I looked around the table to see shocked faces. Mary said no fucking way is that even possible, I’m not sharing the details, I said, it was 5, if you count the 1st one as a double and it was. Mary said, I might need instructions, Pam said, or could I just borrow your husband? They all laughed. Pam is what they call a MILF and little did she know my husband would be more than willing to get her off, Fuck, I know that I would, but could never make that move.
I thought Lisa and I had talked so much; she must know I have several orgasms, a lot. I decided to be sure and just said, how many times are you going to make me cum tonight? Lisa said, as many times as you want. I don’t even want to ask, Lisa said, but what time do you work in the morning? I don’t, I said, my team has the morning exercise and then we do a call at noon to debrief. Lisa kissed me and said oh my, you are so getting fucked tonight.
One of the awesome things about sex with a woman is it last longer and there is more foreplay and teasing. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not switching teams ever, but it’s fun to have times like this. I now was thinking with or now this time without my husband. I asked Lisa, do you think my husband is getting himself off about now or is he regretting giving me a pass for tonight? Lisa said oh he’s already cum, he’s probably trying to clean the screen of his iPhone as we laughed. Send him another picture Lisa said, just to make sure he gets off. I picked up my phone to take a selfie of us laying here and the last picture was the one Sam took, it was a close-up of me on my back with my head back and with my hips arched, and Lisa’s tongue on my clit.
Well, I said to Lisa as I showed her the photo, **that Sam is a good little photographer**, I said as we laughed. Should I, I said, do it Lisa said it will put him over the edge. I hit send. Lisa then said, I know he’s not regretting it, don’t you remember the deal I made with him? Rick never replied, so I assume he’s asleep with the tv on at the moment. Well, he can get himself off in the morning when he sees it. I asked Lisa if She and Sam had ever had anything happen between them. She laughed, no honestly, I think she’s like 25 or something and I don’t really know what her deal is. I couldn’t tell you if she’s gay, straight, bi, or what. She does have a rocking little body under that uniform Lisa said, oh yes she does I said, and she's definitely hiding it. I bet she gets hit on all the time but I don’t really share anything with her. She was here last time I visited my old roommate AKA lesbian fuck friend. I had her go later in the evening because my friend was super nervous that she would see or hear us. With this room, you get a butler, and when I am here, I always had requested a female, but now I request her specifically because she’s a doll, and she’s not phased when I walk around half-naked, I also like to see her get the money.
Lisa pushed the intercom and said Sam love, would you start the steam shower for us, of course Sam said, it takes about 10 minutes to warm up, do you want anything to drink? Were good Hun, Lisa said.
Lisa continued to tease my nipples and lightly touched the lips of my pussy; she was teasing the hell out of me and knew it, we both were loving it. Lisa was behind me kissing my neck and whispered, I love your pussy, it's like art, she said, you have these tiny lips as she touched them, then inside, as she spread them apart, is the most beautiful shade of pink. She put a finger inside me and rubbed for about 5 seconds, she said and the best part is how wet you get and how good you taste, as she withdrew her finger and put it in her mouth.
After about five minutes of more teasing, we stood up and I put my robe back on. Lisa did not, she just started walking towards the door. I’m starting to get that she likes to be caught and perhaps she’s a bit of an exhibitionist. To get back to her stairs, we needed to walk past an open section that was completely visible to 5 or six other apartments. When we had come out a couple of hours earlier, there were people sitting outside enjoying drinks. Two men and women were on one of the balconies and they just waved as we walked past. Well, you made their night I said laughing.
When we walked into the living room, Sam was in the kitchen cleaning up. Lisa said to her, at some point could you grab our things upstairs and just bring them into my bedroom? Of course, Sam said, we then walked down to Lisa‘s bedroom which was beautiful. There was the biggest king bed I’d ever seen in my entire life, covered with white pillows and white linens; the headboard was this beautiful, white material, I think it was silk. The shower and toilet were separate and we both had to pee. Sam said, you use this one and she walked back out into the hall and used the one in the next room to the left. When I came out of the bathroom, Sam was already in the shower, it was four sides of glass from floor to ceiling, and there were more jets and shower heads than I’d ever seen in any shower. We embraced in the center of the shower and started kissing, we both took turns soaping each other up, we were being rinsed more from the steam, as we weren’t standing under the giant rain shower head.
I have no idea what kind of glass this was because although the entire shower was filled with steam, you could still see through the glass to the bedroom, a few minutes later, Sam came in with our clothes. They were all folded neatly and she laid them on the bed. She then brought Lisa’s vibrator and lubricant over and put them on her nightstand. Sam then put my iPhone and holder next to my clothes on the bed. Lisa cracked open the shower door and said Sam could you bring me that vibrator and lube in here? Of course, Sam said, she handed Lisa her tools, lol.
Lisa then said Sam, you’ve had a long day, and I thought she was going to give her the rest of the night off as she had with her girlfriend. Instead, she said what do you think as she opened the shower door wider, would you like to join us? I was a bit shocked when Lisa asked her this, I actually couldn’t wait for Sam's response. Sam just stood there, looking at Lisa. Sam smiled a bit, then she grinned a little and blushed. It’s entirely up to you hon, Lisa said. It’s definitely not part of your job description or responsibilities in any way I just thought I would offer. Without a word, Sam started to undress. We both looked at each other and watched as Sam took her clothes off. I think we both were thinking the same thing, what the hell was underneath that uniform? One thing for sure, Sam, had everything packed in underneath it because when she started to take off her clothes… Oh my god, what a body. Sam stepped into the shower and I just waited and took Lisa‘s cue. Sam had a tiny strip of hair above her pussy and 34C breasts, it was crazy because it didn’t look like that in her uniform. If I had to guess she would’ve been a small B cup at most maybe a large A. Although she was only 5 foot 3 her body was all curves and built for speed, and best of all was her tight little ass. That ass, I thought, I was jealous of It immediately after seeing it.
Lisa had all kinds of soaps and oils on the shelf in the shower. She grabbed this vanilla-smelling oil that was like something a massage person would use. She squeezed some of it into my hands and hers, and we both started rubbing Sam from head to toe. We touched every inch of her. Lisa was first to start rubbing Sam‘s pussy. The three of us were all touching, and Lisa whispered to Sam, does that feel good Sam? She just said YES, oh my God YES. I was spending most of my time on that cute little ass of hers the more I played with it the more jealous I was of it. I started to rub my finger up and down her crack and I could feel her pushing back into me. I reached over, grabbed Lisa's lube, and put some in my hand. On my next upstroke of her ass, I slid my finger inside her, slowly, I went in and out while Lisa was doing the same to her pussy. We both were holding her up and rubbing her nipples with our other hand. I could actually feel Lisa’s fingers through the walls of her body as we fucked her. For what was probably 15 minutes we fucked Sam and several times we could both feel her legs shaking to the point that I felt like she might collapse. From the moment Sam stepped into the shower. Lisa asked her several times, you know you don’t have to do this right, you know this is totally up to you. Sam kept saying I know, but this is what I want, oh my god this feels so good she said.
Lisa and I were 100% controlling Sam at this point like I’d never seen before, her eyes were shut, her head was back, and she loved being devoured. I asked Sam if this felt good as I slowly put my finger further in her ass, she said yes and she pushed back into me again, do you want more I said, and she just kept nodding her head. I reached over and grabbed the lube again, this time I covered the purple vibrator with it. I slowly started putting it in her ass. Lisa had grabbed a towel off the wall and was now kneeling on it on the shower floor, she was licking Sam's pussy and Fucking her with her tongue. Sam was moaning loudly, I was behind her and asked her, do you want to come, hun? Is this how you want to cum.
Sam was getting weak, her legs were trembling, I slowly slid the vibrator out of her ass and moved a teak bench from the edge of the shower to the center. I laid two towels on top of it and helped Sam lay back on it. Lisa continued to lick Sam’s clit the entire time. I don’t think she ever stopped sucking her clit as I laid her down. I was watching Lisa sucking on Sam’s and she started arching her hips upwards. I was rubbing my Clit as I watched Sam about to Cum this was so fucking hot I thought. Sam reached back behind her and grabbed the back of my thighs with her hands and pulled me slowly closer toward her, I started to spread my legs as I straddled her and the bench, The wider I went the closer my pussy was to her face. Sam clearly wanted my pussy and that's why she pulled me there. She started licking and tongue in my pussy after 15 seconds there was not a question of what Sex Sam preferred, this was not something new to her, and she was good at it. I rub my Clit as Sam put her tongue as far into my pussy as she could. I said oh my God I think I’m gonna come soon as Lisa looked up at me and said not yet I want you, I need you to wait.
I stopped rubbing my Clit, but Sam took over on it with her tongue as she bent me over a bit. I was about to lose it when Sam arched completely off the bench and started screaming oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, over and over for about 30 seconds. Had she not started screaming and kept sucking my clit, it would’ve been me yelling that instead of her. Lisa and I were now sitting on the shower floor when Sam got up and said whos next? I am, I said, as I sat down and laid back, Lisa didn’t move and it was going to be her that got me off, that was clear. It wasn’t going to take much I thought as Lisa licked my clit back and forth and sideways, which I love, and she figured out upstairs. Sam started licking my nipples and sucking on them, I just kept saying harder, harder. Oh god, that feels so fucking good. At this point, I could’ve come at any second and they had only been fucking me for five minutes. I wanted to hold off a bit more or as long as I could maybe. I looked over at Sam and she was rubbing her clit, sliding your fingers in and out of her pussy, at some point, she grabbed the purple vibrator turned it on and worked into her pussy.
When the vibrator was all the way in, it had a Clit stimulator. She kept changing the speed settings until she had it just where she wanted it. I reached over and started rubbing her nipples and the more I did the faster she would jam the vibrator in and out of herself. Sam stood up, slid the vibrator out, but stood on my side so that I could watch her finger fuck herself furiously. Cute little Sam was now like a possessed woman as I watched her she said I’m gonna fucking come, I’m going to fucking come. Come here, ill lick you, I said, cum in my mouth. There is no greater satisfaction than to make someone cum and know it was you that pushed them over the edge. Sam said I can’t, you don’t understand, as she fucked herself faster, come here baby, I said and she took one last stroke held her lips open one last time, and sprayed all over me and my tits and I think Lisa who had just raised her head to watch as Sam came everywhere. Sam just kept rubbing and rubbing until all the fluid was gone and it was incredible. Ten seconds later Lisa started sucking my clit and Sam started licking and biting my nipples. She put her fingers in my mouth so I could taste her and I lost it, oh fuck oh fuck fuck was ill I kept saying for the next minute as they both were still killing me.
Sam and Lisa were both laying on the shower floor covered in towels looking up at the steam everywhere. Sam spoke first, I’m sorry, I hope that didn’t freak you both out she said, are you fucking kidding me I said it was awesome.
Sam got up, dried off a bit, and walked out of the shower and down the hallway. She was gone for about 15 seconds when I looked at Lisa and said who knew Sam was such a good little squirter, laughing because of earlier who knew Sam was such a good little photographer. Lisa and I both giggled and I said, that was fucking wild, Lisa said, I know, I loved it and I couldn’t stop watching her. She said it went everywhere and I taste you both. Sam walked back in with three water bottles and put them on the floor. We all grabbed one she reached outside the door and grabbed three champagne glasses and a bottle of champagne. She opened It, poured them, and said cheers as we clinked our glasses, sam said you’re next....
After a couple of minutes and more water, Sam left the shower and turn down the bed. We all dried off and laid on it.
Sam told us both that if we wanted some time alone she had an incredible time already, and wouldn’t be offended.
To be continued… |
[B/s] I (M23) played a game with my sister (F20) and her friend (F19); update 13 (reupload) | Hello guys, sorry for the long wait but I haven’t had the time to type out a post. Since I want to both give you the answers to your questions and tell what has happened in the meantime, I’ll do a combined post.
The first part will consist of your questions, I’m putting it in Q&A format.
Q: Have Megan and Sophia explored things between each other beyond what Mark has been a part of?
A: From Megan
Yes we have, as Mark had already shortly explained. It started off with a bit of kissing and feeling each other’s bodies. When we moved further with the three of us, Sophia and I also went further. We started fingering each other, then eating each other out. Nothing more happened until the weekend of the trip, where Sophia and I had sex. This wasn’t my first time with a girl, although I can’t say that I have a lot of experience. I won’t be going into detail as Mark normally does, but it was amazing. We both knew what we liked and weren’t afraid to guide each other where it was needed. All in all, it’s very enjoyable to still be able to have some action while Mark is gone.
Q: Have Mark and Sophia had sex without Megan yet. If not, would Megan approve and would Sophia want that.
A: From all of us
While everybody is okay with it and wants it, there haven’t been any situations where Sophia and I have been able to have sex in private. While it is normal for me and Megan to “sneak off”, Sophia and I would raise suspicions. If the opportunity presents itself, we will definitely grab our chance.
Q: Do you like the names Mark gave you?
A: From Megan and Sophia
Well, it’s odd to get a name with it not being your own, so it was a bit confusing at the beginning of reading the stories. We’ve become accustomed to it so it doesn’t bother us.
Q: Have you guys thought about what you might do/say should this be found out though? If so, would you mind elaborating on it?
A: From all of us
We don’t exactly have a backup plan if we get caught. If we get caught by friends, we’re sure that we can convince them to keep it a secret. Worst case scenario, we get caught by our parents, or any other family member for that matter. We’ll just have to accept that we’ve been caught and hope they accept the situation we’ve created. Sophia and I honestly believe that our parents will accept it, but warn us about possible consequences and advice Sophia to step out. If that is true, we don’t know and we hope it’s something we’ll never encounter.
Q: Are any of you interested in anal?
A: From Mark
I might disappoint anyone, but I myself am not interested in anal. I’ve heard many good things about it, but The idea doesn’t appeal to me.
Q: What if Megan or Sophia, or both, get pregnant?
A: From Megan and Sophia
Of course, since we’re not using a condom, the chance of becoming pregnant becomes significantly higher. We’ve accepted that this might happen and we’ve all agreed that we’re not ready for children yet. In this case it will quite surely be an abortion. What happens in the moment itself might change, but that’s something we’ll have to see then.
I believe those are all of the questions. If I’ve missed any, please let me know.
Now onto the rest of the post.
The weekend itself wasn’t anything new or special. I’ve been quite busy with school, getting an internship, finishing assignments etc. Yesterday however, Megan texted me while I was in class. She had a free period at the same time I had mine. Normally I go down to the library to prepare for classes or do some assignments, but she asked me to meet in the women’s toilets. The specific toilets are those on the top floor in a building where about 95% of all students are men. Safe to say, this toilet is nearly never used. After my class was finished, I headed to said toilets. She was waiting outside the toilets and went inside once she saw me walking around the corner. I followed her into the toilets, into the stall she was in. Luckily these stalls are separate rooms, so no one could see we were in there together. Nonetheless, we had to stay quiet on the off chance someone came in.
Megan wore her normal clothes, but wasn’t wearing underwear or a bra. Because of her sweater, no one could notice. “You have some balls to not wear any lingerie” I whispered. “I’ll wear it tomorrow if you’re so bothered about it” she grinned. I quickly crawled back, to which she laughed. We started kissing, while undressing each other. I caressed her boobs as I took off her sweater, to which she let out a small moan. I put my finger on her lips and told her she had to stay quiet. She grinned, “You know what to do then”. I grabbed her by the neck and started kissing her while guiding my hand down her pants. She moved her hand towards mine and undid my belt. She took out my dick and started softly rubbing it. To no one’s surprise, I was already hard and she was already wet. She turned around and leaned forward against the wall. I pulled down her pants and grabbed her hips. She reached behind her back, took my dick in her hand and guided it to her pussy. Once my dick reached her pussy, she pushed her hips back, pushing my dick into her. She let out a long, soft moan, to which I grabbed her neck again. “Almost forgot”, I softly said, to which she giggled.
I started slowly fucking her, trying to stay as quiet as possible. The excitement of having sex in public made both our orgasms build quickly. She moaned softly, “I’m going to cum”. “Me too” I groaned back. Her pussy got tighter, which elicited my orgasm. I pushed my hips against hers, pushing my dick deeply into her pussy. She moaned as I filled her pussy with cum. This made her cum as well, as her legs were softly trembling while I pulled out. My cum leaked out of her pussy, so she pulled up her pants to prevent more from dripping out. We cleaned up, after which Megan went out first, checking if it was okay for me to get out as well. We went outside the toilets and went back to the library, giggling on our way back.
“Well that was a success” Megan said with a big smile. “I guess this won’t be the only time we do this” I replied. “Definitely not” Megan grinned.
Nothing new happened further. Megan, Sophia and I had sex again that night, but I won’t be typing out those moments in full detail. In all honesty, those stories will probably become duplicates since it is mostly the same every time.
Today, nothing has happened yet, we’ll probably have sex again tonight.
I am ready however, to start trying new things such as positions, toys and kinks that might also interest them. I’ll keep you updated on how that talk goes and of course on anything new that happens. By our new discovery yesterday, this might also be a chance for Sophia and I to sneak off. Our friends know that we are siblings, but of course not everyone on campus does. |
Queer, erotic literary fiction | Hey friends. I’m interested in reading some steamy novels, preferably focused on lesbian/queer relationships, but most erotic fiction is terrible… no hate on romance/erotica genre lovers, but I’m looking for something intentionally written and thought provoking with literary value. I just finished Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl and loved it, and want more (open to something even more weird and explicit too). Pref nothing earlier than midcentury, unless you can really sell it. Thank for your help💋💋 |
Me & My Clitoris [MDom&FSub][Teasing][Denial][Orgasm Control][Threesome][M35 F23 F21] Part 2 | Sir took my hand and led me from the restaurant into the night. Instead of heading to the car, he led me left, into a nearby public park.
“Nice night for a stroll.” He said. He talked a bit about the meal and how perhaps we’d go back another time. We came to a bench set back slightly from the path, but still in plain view.
“This will do.” He sat down on the bench. “Present.”
I was startled. It was a public place, there was no one around right now but that didn’t mean that someone couldn’t just come down the path and see us.
“Here? Now?” Sir raised an eyebrow and waited.
With a slight frown I stood directly before him and pulled my crop top shirt down, freeing my breasts and securing my shirt underneath them. Then I held up my skirt and moved my legs apart, presenting my pussy.
I looked back down the path, no one was coming, thank goodness. The cool air made my nipples harden. Sir's hand found my pussy, and he gently flicked my clit. My hips jerked forward slightly, it was still very sensitive. His fingers slipped between my folds. I was still very very wet.
“Okay. Over my knee.”
I gasped.
“But, now? What if someone sees?!”
I was mortified.
“If someone sees you being spanked, they’ll know what a naughty little slut you’ve become. That just might stop you from asking for things you’re not allowed to ask for. Shall I add extra spanks?” He curled an eyebrow.
I was across his knees in seconds, my bare bottom raised to the night sky.
Between every spank he teased my clit. Telling me what a good slut I was, but such a naughty girl. Perhaps I’d be able to follow rules if someone did see.
When my bottom was sufficiently pink to Sir's standards, my clit was over sensitive and my pussy was dripping, he slipped a hand under my breast and pinched my nipple.
“Alright. Lesson learned. Up, on your knees at the end of the bench.”
I brightened, knowing it meant he wanted to use me, and scrambled to obey.
Sure enough, I heard his zip and felt the gentle pressure as he put his tip to my pussy.
“Would you like me to fuck you, Pet?”
He teased and I pushed back onto his cock, hoping for more.
“Yes, please, Sir. Please fuck my pussy with your cock.”
He didn’t hesitate and pushed forward, his cock filling my pussy immediately in the most delicious way.
It was then I heard the footsteps, and I froze. Sir kept on pumping my pussy.
“Ah, hello?” It was the pretty waitress from the restaurant. She held our receipt in her hand. She looked intrigued as to what we were doing, her eyes watching as Sir's cock slid in and out of my pussy. I was mortified, and yet, my pussy clenched around Sir's cock.
“Hello again, like the view?” Sir smiled at her, pounding into my pussy.
The waitress seemed unsure, but nodded.
“Why don’t you have a seat?” He gestured to the empty stretch of bench at my head. I flushed, she sat.
Sir, unrelenting with his fucking, tapped my bottom.
“Ask her, Pet.”
I remembered in a flash our earlier conversation, and blushed yet again. Embarrassed, I coughed stalling to find the right words. With my pussy hot, I was unsure how to ask.
“I, uh. Would you like me to, uhm, lick your pussy?” I was so embarrassed. My face might have been flaming, but my pussy betrayed how much I wanted this. Sir's cock thudded away in and out, in and out behind me. He knew. My pussy was sopping. He was enjoying this torture.
“Is that something you would like to do?” She seemed concerned, but had a small smile. Was she eager?
I nodded. Without hesitation she raised her skirt, revealing a smooth pretty pussy. She rearranged her legs, and shifted her hips forward, so I could reach.
I bent down, ass still in the air. Tentatively, I used my tongue to lick gently up her folds, finding her clit. She tasted sweet, a little bit salty. Wet.
Sir tapped my ass, “lick slowly, bottom to top and repeat”. I did as I was told, Sir timed his thrusts so my tongue was at the top when he pounded me, pushing my face firmly into her pussy.
Soon, the pretty waitress was moaning, her hips lifting to meet my face. Her eyes glued to my tongue, watching as I licked her.
Sir tapped my ass again “find her clit with your tongue, and suckle. Do not stop. ” My tongue found her clit, and sure enough I sucked her clit into my mouth, suckling, not letting it go.
Within minutes she was keening, her hips raised and muscles tense, and with a loud moan her body was shaking under me as she came. I was pleased. I had tasted my first pussy and she came. I felt my pussy clench in response.
I didn’t stop suckling, as Sir had not said to. It was becoming hard to concentrate though, Sirs rhythmic pounding felt so good, he was speeding up. I could tell this turned him on, too.
Within minutes she was wriggling again, she was making hot breathy moans. As her orgasm took over her, her body tense and shaking under my tongue, sir slammed into me, cumming himself. As he pulled out, I felt his seed drip down my legs.
He tapped my ass. “Release, and say thank you.”
Obediently I let go of her clit, giving it one last fond lick, as if to say goodbye to my first first clit.
As she rearranged herself I sat up. “Thank you for sharing your pussy with me.”
She nodded, still flustered and recovering. She eyed my breasts, still exposed to the night air.
“But, you didn’t come?” She looked between Sir and I. “Do you not want to come too?” She frowned at me, concerned. My clit twitched. |
I [F23] took my friend’s [M20] virginity without realizing it [MF] | If you’ve ever read my posts before you know I have sort of an issue with bringing sex into my friendships. It usually causes things to end up imploding but I still haven’t learned.
Lately I’ve been going through a pretty dark emotional state. A friend of mine has been so sweet and supportive throughout it. He checks up on me daily, texts me cute stuff throughout the day, and will hang out with me whenever I need company and just talk to me and try to make me feel better. It’s been immensely helpful and I’m so thankful he’s been so sweet. He makes me feel safe, talks to me about anything to distract me, watches cartoons with me, even brushes my hair(!!!)
The past week we’ve been hanging out on a nightly basis and staying up too late just talking and hanging and, lately, cuddling and kissing a little. It started when I asked if he could hold me the other night and he obliged, and we just sat there with my head on his chest while he ran his fingers through my hair and I cried. Eventually I got so wrapped up in my feelings that I started kissing him, and not just light kisses. They were deep, intimate kisses, lots of tongue, and they lasted for a while.
That night he held me until I started to fall asleep, and then he left to go back to his own place.
The next night he came over we almost immediately started making out on my couch, and things got a little heavy. I took off my top and let him suck on my tits while I ran my hands through his hair. One thing led to another and his hand ended up between my legs, and he started playing with me while he kissed me. Needless to say I was already pretty close to the edge, and his fingers made me cum hard. He didn’t stop after my first orgasm, though, and kept playing with my clit until I had a second and a third.
After that I sorta collapsed into the couch and he pulled me into his lap, stroking my hair and calling me a good girl. As I recovered I started running my hand up his thigh, then moved my head so I could undo his fly. I asked if it was okay if I sucked him and he was enthusiastic but said “only if you want to” and I did so I immediately took him in my mouth, wanting to make him feel good for treating me so well. Hearing him pant and moan as I ran my tongue over his head and squeezed his balls was making me wetter so I started pulling down my leggings, then looked up and asked if I could ride him.
He moaned something like “please” so I adjusted myself to sit in his lap with his cock between us, all wet with my spit and hard against my pussy, and started kissing him hard, pushing my tongue into his mouth, getting him to kiss me back. He did, and as soon as he put his tongue out I started swirling mine around it, sucking on it, all while looking him in the eyes. I could tel he was really enjoying it because his cheeks were all red and I could feel his cock twitching against me as he moaned.
I lifted myself, positioned his dick just right, and with that I was riding him, pulling his head up to kiss me again as I moved on top of him. He put one hand in my hair and squeezed my ass with the other as we pressed our bodies together.
Just a few minutes passed before he pulled his lips away and held on to my hips to keep me still and told me he was going to cum if I kept it up and asked if I had any condoms. I told him I didn’t but I was on birth control and he could cum in me if he wanted, when he wanted.
That seemed to stir him up again and he pulled me back into a kiss. I started to ride him again as we made out and immediately I felt his body tense up and he started moaning into my mouth and thrusting his hips up into me. I felt his cock pulse inside of me, hard, as he grunted and came. I just held his head and kissed him as he let it all out. We stayed like that for a while, my lips pressed against his forehead, as we both panted and he started going soft inside of me. I pulled away, went to get some paper towels to clean us up, then sat next to him on the couch and kissed him softly and slowly.
Afterwards we started talking. He thanked me and asked me why I let him fuck me; I told him it’s because he’s been being so sweet to me that it was the least I could do. Then he said that he’d never done that before.
I asked him what he meant and he admitted that while he’d made out and gotten head before, he’d never actually had PIV sex. I was surprised, and felt bad for taking his virginity but he told me he was glad it was with me and that it had been so special even though he hadn’t lasted long. The rest of the night we just cuddled and kissed and he brushed my hair again and ugh it was so nice and dreamy.
I’m a little worried I fucked up, since I’m definitely not in a place for monogamous relationship right now and I’m afraid he wants one and that fucking him and having all this intimacy with him is sending him those signals. I’m so all over the place I don’t even know where I’ll be next week right now and I don’t think I’d be a very good partner, or that I want to be.
But for now, selfishly, I want to keep doing this, even though I know I shouldn’t. It just feels so sweet and good right now.
I’m just worried I’ll blow up our friendship, since I’ve done that in the past by getting sexually involved with my friends. |
One of my FWB got a girlfriend but still comes to me for blowjobs [MF] | He told me last night while I had his cock in my mouth that he had a girlfriend, but that I was so much better at giving head. Apparently they have been dating for a few months, which explains why I had not seen him very much lately. I didn't stop sucking when he told me, if anything it just made me want to work harder. If he was going to cheat I might as well make it worth while, especially since I am so much better than her. I never really considered that I had a thing for guys cheating with me, but it does make me feel superior, if that makes sense.
He seemed to really love the added effort I put in because his moans were so loud and it was a huge turn on. I decided I was going to make him cum multiple times too. I swallowed the first load and then kept going. He actually tried to pull away but I grabbed his hips and kept sucking. He kept saying oh fuck oh fuck over and over. It was funny, and really hot. He gave up and let me keep sucking him, and I was honestly hungry for more. I guess it's because he came to me for amazing head and I had to give him the best. I made him cum two more times, and I think I was blowing him for nearly an hour. My knees and jaw were hurting at the end but it was worth it. Before he left I told him to come by more often or I'd find new cock to suck lol. |
Weekend at Derricks | M22 (Bi). This is a long story so let me know if y'all want part 2
As always, feel free to hmu, I love to sext lol
A couple weeks ago I had made plans to stay at a friends house for a weekend. We met on grindr and had hooked up a couple of times, (we'll call him Derrick) and really enjoyed each others company. He enjoyed fucking me and I enjoyed sucking him. Perfect team lol
So the plan was, I'd go over to his place Friday after work and leave on sunday afternoon-ish and I'd be his toy to use all weekend. So Friday rolls around, I get off work, go back to my place to shower and change then text him to let him know I'm coming over. I get to his apartment and he texts me that the door's already unlocked and to come straight in. I do so and there he is, completely naked on the couch already hard. He tells me to lock the front door and strip naked and as a good submissive twink I do as I'm told.
After stripping for him he instructs me to crawl over in front of him and get to work, I waste no time as I get on my knees and crawl to his position on the couch. I position myself in between his knees and take his cock in my hand, I like it from base to tip as he watches whatever sports game he has on in the background to watch. I was so distracted by his cock I wasn't paying attention.
I get to work sucking his cock and in a couple minutes I have spit and drool running down it and my chin, he tells me its time and I already know what he means. I let it out of my mouth after gagging on ot again and spit on it one last time. I spit on my hand after and use it to lube up my hole as I straddle him.
I feel his cock start to slide into me and as it does he kisses my neck, calling me his good little slut and smacking my ass. I start to ride him for about 10 mins and he tells me he's gonna cum, I grab his head and tell him to fill my ass with it and he starts to pump my ass full of his cum. After the first round he says I need to go shower and he'll meet me in there when he's ready.
So I get the shower started and tell him I'm about to get in and Derrick texts me back saying to wait. He walks in the bathroom and doesn't say a word, just bends me over the sink, slaps my ass, and asks "whose ass is this? Who does this ass belong too?"
To which I respond "you daddy, it belongs to you to use as you please." He shoves his tongue deep in me and I let out a loud moan. He then stands behind me and rams his cock deep into me without warning and I moan so loud he covers my mouth. He holds my head so I'm forced to look at myself in the mirror as he pounds my boypussy mercilessly. Holding my hips and smacking my ass I was in bliss, and he fucked me for so long in that second round the mirror was so foggy from the steam. After what felt like hours he tells me he's gonna cum and pulls out. He throws me down to my knees and says to look at him but keep my mouth closed, I do what I'm told and he covers my face with his huge load.
He tells me to clean up in the shower and he'll let me done for the night, cause I have a long weekend ahead of me and he wants me to get some rest which concludes night 1. Let me know if y'all want another post for that Saturday. |
[MF] Driving lessons gone wild | I (19F) was a late bloomer when it came to driving. My Mom was trying to teach me how to drive, as I had just gotten my learners permit at 18. Mom and I just couldn't get along, she made me nervous and she was always shouting instructions and it just didn't work out. It usually wound up with us bitching each other out.
My Dad suggested signing me up for Drivers Training during that summer. He thought it best that a non-family member would make me more comfortable. So on a Saturday morning to my surprise when the instructor picked me up, it was my former track and field coach who was working as a driver instructor during the summer.
Coach Dan, recognized me right away and was very complimentary on my looks. He was a big tall guy, maybe 40 years old and all the girls on the team thought he was a "hunk". After the first 2-3 lessons, I was really getting the hang of driving and was so much more relaxed with Coach Dan.
One time we stopped and took a break from driving, he had asked me about what I had been doing and I told him we had been to Florida on vacation. When I showed him some pics of me on the beach wearing a killer bikini, he seemed impressed with my figure and my perky boobs. At 18, I had developed into a fine young woman. He kept looking at the pictures and then staring at my perky boobs and hard nipples pressing against my tank top.
After a couple more driving sessions, we started to stop and take longer breaks in the park or on country roads on the edge of town. Once we were standing outside the car looking at pictures on my phone. He had his arm around my waist and was pressed up against my hip. I felt a warm rush come over me when I realized he was getting hard.
"I have to pee" I told him, I was so excited and he took me by the hand and led me into some trees nearby. He told me to get behind the bushes and as I squatted down to pee, he held my hand for balance and we both were laughing.
After I finished peeing, He stepped in front of me and pulled my head into his crotch and I felt his hard cock bulging in his shorts. He unzipped his pants and his big, hard cock jumped out standing straight up, inches in from of my face. At 18, I had already mastered BJs and could swallow. I worked my head back and forth, almost gagging a few times until he twitched and came in my mouth, right there in the woods.
He then lay me in the back seat of the car, with the door open and knelt down and licked my wet pussy and clit until I had an earth-shaking orgasm.
When Coach Dan dropped me off at home, he told my Mom that I was doing great and the next step was to get some experience driving at night. Mom said that would be great and that she was so happy that it was working out for me. Wow, it really was working out for me, but not the way she thought. We had a great time driving at night that summer! |
Came many times in one day |
I got up early that morning. My boyfriend(now ex) entered the room as I was using the restroom. I was brushing my teeth while i was bent over the sink. He pulled my leggings and panties down while I was brushing my teeth and shoved his dick in my pussy. He came in after I had completed brushing my teeth and quickly got dressed before leaving the restroom. I pulled my leggings up and went to the kitchen to prepare food.
Later that day, He drove me out to a place we go to fuck. I sucked him the whole way there. We shifted to the back seat when we arrived. I straddled him without my panties and leggings .He lifted my shirt and played with my tits the whole time I rode him. Before he came in me, I was able to cum a few times.
I was exhausted when we arrived home, so I passed out on the couch. I woke up a couple of hours and i saw him sitting in the chair watching something. We talked for a bit, then things got sexual. I went over to him, got down on my knees, and started sucking him. I took him in my mouth. After he had recovered, he ordered me to strip off and sit on his lap. He played with my tits and clit and made me move slowly, he grabbed my hips and held me down on him while he came.
I was so tired that day and I felt so sore and horny down there. |
[M/d] [S/s] An update | See post history for context.
So my sister and her boyfriend sadly didn't last, they broke up a few weeks ago. I really wanted to get a chance to fuck him based on everything my sister said about him and how loud he'd make her cum but it was probably the best, we could not figure out a logistical way to get him involved without freaking him out. But the good news is things have gotten back to normal, my sister and I have been having threesomes with my boyfriend and they get to have one on one time while I'm with mom. Thought everyone would enjoy the update |
I Want To Be Your Good Little Slut [MF] [M40+] [F35] [MDom] [FSub] [BDSM] [Praise] [Good Girl] [Dirty Talk] [Teasing] [Gentle to Rough] [Cowgirl] [Spanking] [Choking] [Creampie] [Aftercare] | “Mmm. Even when you’re asleep your pussy craves me. What a good little slut.”
Those are the words you moan into my ear as I wake up stuffed full of your cock.
I don’t know how long you’d been teasing me while I slept. It must have been awhile because I’m already so close to cumming. I’m on my side, you’re laying behind me with your arms wrapped around my torso. I’m pinned to your chest and your cock is buried in my pussy. I push my hips back in to you, trying to make you thrust faster. You grip me tightly and push your cock deep. I whimper as you spread me wide. I need to cum so badly.
“If you want to cum, you’re going to have to work for it. Show me what a good girl you can be for me...”
As you say this one of your hands moves down my stomach and between my legs to rub my clit. I wantonly start to grind against you, humping your cock like the greedy slut I am. My pussy clenches and I gush around your cock. You groan your approval as you kiss and bite my neck. Your fingers gently tease my clit as I ride out my orgasm.
I feel your possessive grip relax. Your hand on my clit moves to grip my waist. Slowly, you pull out of me. My pussy instinctively clenches - it’s meant to be full of you!
“I told you, if you want to cum you need to work for it,” you say as you roll on your back. “Show me how bad you want to cum, my sweet little slut.”
As you talk I’m already rolling over and straddling your hips. In one thrust I take all of you in my pussy. You groan and give a triumphant laugh as I sit on your cock. I slowly start to pump my hips. For a fleeting second I wonder where your hands are. The next moment you give my ass a hard smack which makes me yelp in surprise.
“Faster.”
I speed up my thrusts, grinding and rolling my hips in to you. Your hands are gripping my ass as I move, kneading and squeezing. I move a hand down to my clit, teasing myself as my thrusts build momentum. My tits bounce as I ride you. I’m so close….
*smack*
“Faster!”
The sting feels delicious mixed with the pleasure building inside of me. One of your hands moves up to tightly grip a breast. You grip it tightly. I push my weight against it so I can fuck you harder. You reward me by pinching my nipple tightly between your fingers. Fuck I’m almost there…
The hardest smack yet brings me back to reality. I cry out but am quickly silenced by your hand moving up to my neck. You squeeze, straightening your arm so my head is forced to look up. Your other hand’s fingertips are digging mercilessly into my ass. I’m helplessly positioned as I fuck your cock. I can’t breathe, my ass stings, I’m thrusting on your cock. It’s perfect.
“Oh baby…I thought you were going to be a good little slut for me…”
I can sense your smirk. I know you’re provoking me, and your challenge brings me right to the edge. I reach a hand behind me and grip your balls. I feel your cock stretching and filling me. I thrust as hard as I can.
You let out a strangled groan. I feel your balls swell in my hand as your cock lurches in my pussy. I try to moan but your hand on my throat prevents it. My eyes roll back and my pussy clenches around you. I cum so hard right as your seed explodes in my pussy. All of my muscles tighten as I cum around your cock. Your hand leaves my throat and I gasp for air. My pussy spasms, drawing your cum in deep.
You quickly sit up while you’re still inside of me and wrap me in a tender embrace. Your hands lovingly massage away the stinging on my ass, your kisses help me relax so I can catch my breath. You tenderly rub your hands on my skin, slowly working out all of the tension.
This is exactly where I need to be: your cock pulsing and plugging your cum in my pussy, your lips on my ear, telling me sweet things and praising me. Your hands helping my stiff muscles relax. I hardly remember when you gently roll me over and lay me back in bed. You cover me in kisses and curl up next to me, wrapping your arms around me as I drift back to sleep.
The last thing I remember is feeling your cum slowly dripping from my pussy. I could not be more in love. |
Green, Black, Brown, White, Blue, Yellow, Purple - Colours of a fantasy | It was a Sunday and I didn't have any plans. The previous day I had been out the whole day with friends and it was full of fun. It was also a bit exhausting. In the evening some of the female friends told me how they were doing with life and how they had gotten boyfriends and how they had been treating them. It was a fun day but also a bit tiring. Now when I got home, I went to the room, changed clothes and curled up inside the blanket (it was cold). Remembering what the day was like I felt good. The last conversation went about doing rounds in my head. Now I did not have a boyfriend but I did have a relationship with my boss which was casual and he used to take good care of me; we already had sex and were quite comfortable. The stories of how their boyfriends were with my friends made me aroused. Not enough to finger myself or something but to be a little aroused thinking all that. I slept in that state.
Somewhere in the night I woke up with a horny feeling. My lowers came off. Panties removed too. But I did not want to touch myself. I was in my blanket, bottomless remembering my boss and my moments with him. Moments where he was being a gentleman, or sometimes being outrageously forthcoming about what he wanted to do with me, moments when I was feeling shy. It was a lovey-dovey feeling mixed with hotness. I picked up phone and saw his message asking me if I would like to spend a day with him in a mall tomorrow. He sent the message some 5 hours back and it was already about to be 'tomorrow' in a couple of hours. I didn't reply but I always wanted to make him happy or rather satisfied. If a day with me is what he wanted, I would have loved to do that.
In the morning I decided that I would go out with him. I messaged him. Right after taking bath, I remembered him saying something to which I had said "maybe someday". So anyway, I dressed up well, checked the mirror. I was looking good in a Green Coat that was almost body hugging and a black long skirt. I thought he would like it.
We both reached the Mall comparatively earlier than others (around 10:30 AM I guess). Not a lot of other people were there. He was his usual charming gentleman in the public and I was thinking how he gets in private. There is so much contrast. We visited random stores, bought a couple of smaller things and were feeling a bit hungry. So we sat outside a small outlet within the mall serving coffee and snacks. I asked him "Do you find something different about me today?" He looked puzzled and amused and said "No, what is it?" I said "Wait I will come back".
I had to go to the washroom. I came back and said "so nothing different about me?" He said no. I said put on your headphones. He did that. I sent him a video. He saw it a bit and asked "Why?" I said "because you had once said that you wanted to roam with a girl who was wearing no panties and no bra underneath and I had told you 'maybe someday'. Today is that day". He was starting to get sweaty. I focused on the video again. It was hardly a couple minutes long. I had gone to the bathroom and taken a video of myself where I showed him that I was wearing nothing under my coat and no undergarments under my skirt either. I had of course showed him my brown nipples and pussy in the video. The pussy was very slightly wet.
He asked me "How can you be so calm while also being so sexy?"
I said "we girls can stay calm on the surface".
He asked "Hmmm... and what are you thinking right now? Are you not calm inside?"
I replied "Well, I am not calm in my head. In my head I am imagining you opening the coat buttons and cupping my breasts in your hands and pressing them. Before that when I was standing near the railing talking to you, I was imagining that you will lift my skirt bend me forward like you do in the office and take me from behind. Before that when you were walking taking my hands in yours, I was imagining your fingers were not in my fingers but instead inside my pussy fingering me while I walked. When I saw you coming to me from the front, I wanted to jump on you and you hold me in your arms standing with my legs wrapped around you and I would kiss you wildly and maybe ur hardon would touch my pussy. There are a lot of things I have imagined."
He said nothing but his face was getting sweaty. I said.... "Let's get in a shop". He said that he can't walk with a bulge in pants. I said then wait. He asked "you know what you made me feel?" I smirked and said "yes". He knew I don't like public display of affection and was not okay in using a washroom for sex either.
He took a pause and asked "What do you want from me?". I made a puppy face and said "Sir... I have no panties and no bra... can you get me something to wear sir? Please? I am not wearing anything sir...please help me" and chuckled. He pursed his lips tight and went away to shop. He came back about 15 minutes later with a bag bigger than I had expected and handed it over. I asked "what all is this?" He said "go and wear one set now and if you want the treatment tomorrow evening at office, make sure you come wearing the rest". There was a jeans and a top inside too.
We enjoyed a couple of more hours in the mall, eating and talking. When I got back home, he messaged saying "thanks but i didn't know you really wanted to please me enough that you would come without undies". I replied with a smiley. He then asked if I was able to really enjoy on anything after I had shown him the video or my mind was going back to sex again and again. I replied "yeah. why not? I know I will get a good one tomorrow". That was a total lie. I was not able to concentrate on anything after that had happened!
Come tomorrow, I wanted to tease him a little. So I didn't go to office in the morning. I was being deliberately late for the office. I got some of the work done but I didn't go to office in the morning. By 11, I was ready to go. I had gotten about a dozen messages asking if I was coming to office. I knew he was feeling way too hungry for sex and that anticipation was making me horny too.
I reached office right before lunch (around 1 PM). I was wearing the same blue jeans and yellow top that he had purchased for me giving him a clear indication that I was ready for a fuck in the evening.
Evening came. Other colleagues went away. We locked the doors and drew the curtains. He came close and started kissing me wildly while his hands were squeezing my ass. I had other plans but the moment it started, I melted and just started enjoying the moment. His hands on my ass were my weakness. I felt extremely submissive whenever he would play with my ass.
After a couple of minutes, he was still kissing but his hands were now unbuttoning his jeans. We broke the kiss and I saw him pulling his jeans down along with his underwear. The super hard dick just sprung up in action. I could not control myself and knelt down and took it in mouth (I had already imagined doing that a few times since last evening). Hardly a minute later, he said he wanted to sit down as his knees were getting weak. He sat on his chair and I knelt to suck him again.
This time, before I started sucking I played with the tip with my tongue. The white creamy cum oozed out and I took most of it in mouth. He was relaxed and his dick was getting soft. But I wasn't satisfied yet so I closed my eyes and kept sucking, playing with his thing in my mouth. In another couple minutes or so his dick was ready again. I stood up and turned around while he was still in the chair. I knew he loved to see my ass shape and I wanted him to feel excited. He put his hands on my abdomen (from behind) and unbuttoned my jeans. I knew he loved to see me undress myself for him. So I did that - I removed the jeans myself while facing him.
The little dark spot on the purple panty he gifted was visible. It was time for him to kneel. I sat on the chair while he knelt. My legs were separated slowly as his tongue approached my love centre and then licking started. He started sucking shortly because I was producing more and more. He was sucking at my clitoris and trying to push his tongue in my vagina at the same time and I was busy producing more and more fluids. It was ecstatic.
He then asked me to get up, brought me near the table (me facing the table), stood behind me, placed his one hand on my abdomen and another at the back of my neck and bent me. It was his gesture to ask me to bend forward so that he can pound my pussy from behind while I lied face down on the table and my ass bent on the edge. He put on a condom and started pounding. The sound of his thighs flapping against my butt was filling the room.
He took it out before he came. He then took me towards the back, made my lie down on the carpet and started fucking in missionary position. He was looking animalistic, full of lust. He was sweating. Before his sweat could fall, i was wiping his face. We were kissing in between. He again took it out before he would cum. He then removed the condom right before cumming. I knew what he wanted.
I made him sit again on the chair and sucked him. This time, he shot a big load in my mouth. I drank it as usual and played a bit with his balls. I didn't know doing that would have caused another shot but it did. Now the only taste in my mouth was that of his cum. He went limp. I stopped and he was limp now. Sitting in his chair like a boss who had just been defeated by my oral skills.
So that was it. I started dressing myself up. Went to the bathroom to freshen up and fix my face. As I saw in the mirror, i saw him standing behind me. He said "can we do it one more time? i want to make more love to you." I smiled and nodded in yes. He came close. Before be could come close enough to kiss me at the back of my neck, his dick was poking at my back. That was extremely exciting. I unbuttoned the jeans and he pulled it down. He removed my top and bra slowly too.
He bent a little and lovingly started sucking on my nipples. It was both hot and romantic. He made me sit on the couch and sat with me. He went on to kiss me. I grabbed his dick while sitting. It was not rock hard but pretty hard. I stroked it a little. But he wasn't getting extremely excited. I knew he wanted to go soft on me in the moment. I kept stroking him gently while he was kissing me and playing with my boobs. He was about to change positions when I stopped him and told him that I wanted him to grab me and fuck me while standing.
It was one of his fantasies too - to fuck his girl grabbing her in the air. He sat on the sofa and put on another condom. I sat on his lap, his dick rubbing a little further from my pussy and wrapped my legs around him. He stood up, raised me higher and slowly lowered me down. I use my one hand to align his dick with my pussy and slid down on it. My pussy was still totally wet inside. After getting fucked for so long, I didn't feel much inside my pussy but I still remember the look on his face - of satisfaction and animalistic instinct of pounding hard. I felt like a small doll in his hands. With each stroke getting stronger and more sudden, I knew he was enjoying it and I was too. My eyes were closed. I wanted him to be happy. He said he was about to cum. I kept my eyes closed and was able to feel the shiver as he released himself inside me (in the condom). I opened my eyes. His eyeballs had went up. He was getting weaker in the knee. He sat down on sofa with me, his dick still inside me. As I stood up slowly, his dick which was now only semi-hard slid out. I removed the condom filled with his cum and gave him a final suck. He came about one more tasty drop.
I asked him to dress me up unless he wants one more round. He kissed me on my mouth, head and cheeks and said that this was all and that I was amazing. I wore my dress back. This time I was all ready and was about to leave. He said... he was feeling hard again. I knelt once more, took his dick out and wrapped my lips around him only to leave the mark of my lipstick on it and told him "tomorrow, ok?"
He nodded. At about 11 PM when I was back in my home, he sent me a picture of his cum (he masturbated looking at the lipstick mark) and told me that some day he will put all this in my ass. He didn't know I too wanted it and was already training myself for it. |
Actions and Consequences: Chapter One 21+ [M41/F38] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Cheating] [Interracial] | Chapter One: The Action
He fucked me harder, pushing my legs further forward. They were almost touching the headboard behind me. I looked up at him. His dark face, with those dark brown eyes looking down at me. His muscular, solid arm was holding the headboard from hitting the wall.
"Fuck me," I moaned softly.
He nodded, then began pounding his big black dick into me, harder and faster. I slammed a hand over my mouth to stifle the loud scream that wanted to tell the world how hard this man was fucking me.
I could hear my husband talking to our children in the room next to us. If Frederick weren't holding the headboard, it would be walloping the wall, letting my husband hear everything.
I knew I should feel guilty for having another man inside me. But I didn't. For six days, I had watched Frederick walk around the resort hotel with his wife. All I could think of was how lucky she was. It was pure coincidence that their room was next to ours.
From the first night we arrived, I heard Frederick fuck his wife. I listened to her scream and yelled out his name repeatedly. My husband grew angry because our children might listen to them. I knew they couldn't hear anything because their room was on the other side of ours. I knew he was jealous that he had never got me to scream that loud or scream out his name. After the third night, I decided I wanted to know how it felt to get fucked like that.
When I finally got the nerve to talk to him. I quickly noticed he could not take his eyes off my chest. When I looked at his wife, I could understand why. She had small petite breasts, while mine was nearly quadruple her size. I had huge breasts before I got pregnant with three kids. After I had them, my chest became colossal. I decided I would use them to my advantage, and by the second time, we talked his hands were all over me.
With his wife out shopping and my husband watching the kids, I lied and told him I was going to the exercise room. I slipped on my shortest black workout shorts and a pink sports bra that pushed up and nearly exposed my enormous breasts, then went out of the room. I made sure no one was in the hallway. I then knocked on Frederick's door. He practically threw me from the entrance to the bed.
Within seconds our mouths and tongues were all over each other. Frederick's hands squeezed and mauled at my breasts. When I took his dick out, I understood why she was screaming. His dick was nearly double the length of my husband's and much thicker. I removed my shorts as fast as I could; he thrust it deep inside of me and began to fuck me hard.
Now I looked up at him when he silently nodded down to me and whispered that he was going to cum. I pulled my legs off his shoulders, wrapping them around his waist. I locked my feet around him and pulled him deeper into me. He looked at me with a smile.
I felt his muscles tighten as he flooded my insides with his cum. Never had another man cum inside me. My husband had been my first love. He had taken my virginity just before we got married. I had never been with another man until now. My hands wrapped around his neck as his dick throbbed and pulsed inside me, pumping more of his cum into me.
When he finished, we just nodded at each other. I kissed him then put my clothes on. I knew I had to make it back to my room and take a shower before his cum leaked out of me and down my leg past the legs of my shorts. He gave my ass a gentle spank as he let me know the coast was clear. I went out into the hallway. Then I heard the chime of the elevator. I quickly ran to the opposite side of the hall, then promptly turned around. I began walking back at a faster pace.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi," I replied with a smile.
"Was there a gym inside of the hotel?" she asked me as we got close to each other.
"Yes, it is just downstairs to the right of the elevator," I answered.
"Looks like you hit all the shops," I smiled, looking at all the bags she was carrying.
"Yes, there were a lot of bargains," she smiled.
I looked at her with her long black fake hair, long fake nails, and that fake smile. She was doing the same to me. Without a doubt, she was calling me a bitch or a white she-devil, as some of the other black women I worked with called me.
Most of them called me a bimbo because of my blonde hair and big tits. Little did this woman in front of me know that this bimbo with blonde hair and big tits just fucked her husband and had his cum inside her.
"Well I better get inside, the kids will probably want to go to the pool," I said.
"Nice talking to you," she replied.
When I entered the room, Timothy greeted me.
"You're back," Timothy said. "We were just about to go down to the pool."
"I will join you guys after I take a shower," I nodded as I walked into the bathroom.
"You look like you had a good work out," Timothy said.
"The best!" I replied. "I think I will have to work out like that more often when we get back home."
"That would be great," he said as the kids pulled him out of the room. The door closed behind them.
"Oh yes, it will," I smiled as I stepped into the shower.
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Slut from work fucked at conference. | There's this bitch named Sarah I work with. 5.1" 29 latina. She complains all day every day. I know she fucked at least 3 other dudes at our job so all I really needed to do was be in the right place at the right time. We recently had a conference in Dallas for the industry we're in. And I had my chance.
After the conference a few friends got an air bnb to spend the night before driving back to our town.
Sarah is great looking little slut. Dick sucking lips. Just enough tummy. Fat brown ass. Perky b cup tits. Cum worthy toes and feet.
She got drunk as fuck and we started arguing. Which quickly led to her dragging me into her room. She dropped her jean shorts, no panties, and fell back pulling my face right into her pussy. The funk was warm sweet and tangy. I quickly learned she liked to be rimmed, spanked and spit on.
All our friends could hear everything.
To hear her moan like a whore with every stroke made me more aggressive. It wasn't long before I realized she was into anal. I spent a good 30 minutes stretching her ass with my thumb then eventually 3 fingers.
The pussy was great. Small and tight. Young. But her ass was pristine. Tasted like warm honey. And I squeezed in and pounded away. Smashing her face into the pillow. Thinking about every time she was a bitch to me. She came. Came hard. Legs shaking and pussy drenched. I asked if I could finish on her face. She agreed.
She cleaned me up with some wipes.
And started sucking me off and making popping noises every time she slurped. I pulled her hair back for her and let out on her lips chin.
*Since then we've fucked here and there. Sexting. Parking lots. Motels. Where ever. At work we pretend to hate each other. And maybe we do. |
A passionate afternoon with the hot older woman I met at the corner store [M22/F38] [hookup] [strangers] [milf] [cheating] | This story takes place many years ago. I had just left university and was living in a small one bedroom apartment in the heart of a major city. The arrangement gave me a great deal freedom for sexual exploration, and as a younger man I took full advantage of the opportunity.
My favorite thing about that apartment was the small neighborhood corner store directly across the street. It was a great place to pick up a hangover cure, and an even better place to meet older women running mid-day errands.
On this particular day I was in search of the former. As I walked in, assaulted by the high-pitched ding of the entryway sensor, I couldn’t help but notice the woman doing business at the counter.
She was older than me to be sure, maybe late 30’s, clad in a set of form fitting teal yoga pants with the top to match. The glimpse I caught was enough to get the wheels in my head turning.
Her ass was ample, and shapely enough that her outfit must have been more than a fashion statement. Its juicy fatness filled out the lower half of her petite frame, forming a delicious shelf garnished by delicate dimples just below her spine. The fabric of her leggings clung tightly to her feminine hips, cupping her soft cheeks and giving her silhouette the most heavenly shape. A hint of her puffy lips was just slightly visible, conjuring images in my mind so vivid I didn’t realize she had said anything.
“Excuse me?” I said, she was half turned towards the counter holding a $100 bill.
“Do you wanna go ahead of me? I might be a while.” She asked for the second time.
“Sure, thank you.” I replied, looking into her eyes for the first time. She was flustered by whatever she was dealing with at the store, only adding to her allure. Her top was low cut, showing off a beautiful display of cleavage. Her chest was littered with faint freckles, and the combination of her workout and the summer heat gave her breasts a delicate sweaty shine that drove me absolutely crazy. Throw in her braided pigtails and it was officially on.
“Yeah,” she continued “you only have like 2 things no reason to wait on me.”
This was my moment to either take a swing or stop fantasizing. Again I chose the former.
“I would wait for you anywhere,” I blurted out, laying it on thick, “I appreciate it, so hungover.”
When I said that she seemed to perk up a bit.
“What?” She replied in disbelief “but you’re so young! Hangovers are for old people like me.” She said with an uneasy smile. Fuck she was gorgeous. In my depravity I couldn’t help but picture her as the mother of one of my friends, presenting me her sweaty, milky tits to suck on while she jerks me lovingly to sleep.
“Oh stop, what are you 25?” I reply with a grin.
“Wow, will you marry me?” She quipped, this time the smile rested easier on her face.
I completed my transaction and stayed by the counter while she finished hers, a cashiers check. Once she had it there was a palpable tension between us, neither of us was ready to part ways. It’s as if we both knew we had unfinished business.
“Hey,” she said after a short silence outside “do you know anything about computers? My son’s isn’t working and I’m supposed to get it fixed.”
I told her that I did, knowing full well that she was just looking for a way to get me to her house, but that I would need to go to my apartment briefly to grab some things. I let her know that she was free to join me and she happily obliged.
I remember being embarrassed to have unexpected company. My disheveled bachelor pad was fine for girls my age brought home from a night of drinking, but this was a grown woman and an incredibly sexy one at that.
As I opened the door I could feel her very close behind me touching my butt. Forward, but welcome as we both seemed to know what was in store. A slight pinch caused me to turn in the living room, when I did she craned her neck upwards to kiss me while rubbing my ever stiffening cock over my loose fitting pants.
I reached up with my left hand to cup her chin as we shared our first kiss, with my right hand I helped myself to a handful of her impossibly juicy ass.
She broke our kiss briefly and grabbed my left wrist, squeezing it around her neck as she spoke.
“Right here,” she smiled, placing my thumb and first finger at the top of her neck just below her jaw, “if we’re gonna do this let’s do it.”
Keeping my hand tightly on her throat I reached up and yanked down on her top violently. She let out breathy sigh as her tits sprang free, as if expressing relief that she was about to be fucked with the rough disregard her body craved.
Her tits rested gently outside her top, rosy pink nipples at full attention in the cool air of the ac. They were big, more than a handful, and sported an ever so slight motherly sag that made me all the hungrier for her. I bent down and buried my face between them, tasting the delicious saltiness of her sweaty skin. I bathed her tits with my tongue until she grabbed my face, kissed me again, and dropped to her knees.
Before I knew it this incredible woman had my pants at my ankles. She giggled excitedly as my bulge came into view in front of her face. When she pulled my underwear down she gasped, a nice ego boost I thought, what she said next still hasn’t left my mind all these years later.
“Wow, you’re a big boy aren’t you,” she whispered loudly as she looked up into my eyes, “the girls must love this thing.”
I nodded, unsure what to say, and leaned my head back as she took my swollen, dripping cockhead into her mouth. Her tongue coated my shaft with slick saliva as she took me deeper into her throat. She explored my foreskin delicately as she released me.
“Come on,” she said hurriedly “give me that big black cock before I have to leave.”
She stood quickly and steadied herself on the futon I’d deluded myself into thinking was just as good as a couch. Eager to feel her, I hooked my fingers in her waistband and forced her leggings to her calves.
Her ass was even more perfect than I’d imagined, firm but deliciously fatty and accented by deep dimples just below her spine. I gave a quick spank before pulling her open and diving in.
She was even sweatier between her luscious ass cheeks, a detail I was more than happy to discover. I feasted for a while on her salty sweetness before standing behind her and positioning myself to enter her for the first time.
She reached back with one hand and pulled herself open as I aligned the head of my cock with her sopping hole. I plunged myself hungrily into her as she let out a whimper, then a sigh of satisfaction. Her lips gripped me tightly, flexing and releasing her inner muscles as if trying to milk the cum right out of me. I continued to pump forcefully inside her before returning my hand to her throat and leaning to her ear.
I told her what a good little slut she was and that seemed to do it. Her breathing became increasingly shallow as her responses shortened.
“Please daddy I need you, cum in me”
“Please daddy cum in me”
“Cum inside mm..”
She slid forward off of me as her body began to tremble. A moment or two later she spoke again.
“Fuck,” she belted, exasperated, “I’m gonna be so sore. You need me to finish you off?” She asked.
I shook my head, grabbing my still stiff cock and sitting her in front of me in all her semi nude glory. I worked my hand up the length of my shaft vigorously as she watched, cupping and massaging my full balls in her soft hands.
Before long the first thick spurt of hot sticky cum escaped my throbbing cock and cascaded downward, splashing delightfully between her exposed breasts.
We stayed in touch until I moved away. We hooked up a number of other times before she told me she was married. |
That time I got fingered in the back seat while my parents were driving.. | In high school, I played soccer. After my senior season, we had our team banquet, and being as ‘in love’ with my boyfriend as I thought I was at the time, I invited him to attend the dinner.
Odd as it may sound, I saw my boyfriend all of the time, but this felt more like a “date” because we would be dressing a little nicer and he was to come over first and ride with my parents and I. He had met them a few times before but never spent an entire evening with them, so he was a bit nervous about it too.
He showed up looking handsome as always. I don’t think I had seen him in a tie, which made him look especially cute. I wore a black blouse with a gray skirt that came to just above my knees, and spent much more time on my makeup and hair than I usually did. He of course complimented me in the doorway, gave me a hug and whispered “I want you” in my ear as my parents appeared and greeted him as well.
We headed straight there and sat at a table with 2 other friends from the team and their parents. I felt a little bad for my boyfriend because he wasn’t close with these girls and was the odd boyfriend at the table. He wasn’t just being interviewed by my parents, but all the other parents at the table were also asking him questions. He was really a good sport though and my parents absolutely loved him by the end of the event. I won a few senior awards and acknowledgements, actually cried at the thought I would never play soccer with these girls again, etc.
When we left it was dark and colder out. We got in the car and I grabbed a blanket from behind our seat to cover my bare legs. My boyfriend pulled it over him too.
As my parents started reliving the night by saying “how nice everyone was” and that the “food was good,” etc, we started to exit the parking lot. Suddenly, I felt my boyfriends hand on my knee, and he chimed in about how it was “nicer than the football banquets” while giving my thigh a squeeze that made me squirm a little from it tickling. I could tell what he was doing. He had been whispering comments in my ear all night. Typically we would be able to get some of that pent up sexual frustration out earlier in a long night together, but we were forced to be on our best behavior. My parents continued on.
It didnt take long before my boyfriends hand adjusted and moved an inch or two up my leg. I didn’t react immediately, but turned and gave him the look of “no way this is going down, my parents are 3 feet away.” He reacted with a smile, leaned toward me and whispered “I can feel the heat between your thighs”. I knew he was telling the truth because I could feel the warmth too. I was nearly shaking with how turned on I was in the moment.
Unconsciously, I separated my legs for a moment. It was probably because I needed to let in some air to cool down, but the opposite happened, instead his hand slid all the way to my underwear and my eyes nearly slid into the back of my head before I grabbed his forearm and squeezed it. I did this not to pull his hand away though, I just was quickly overwhelmed and needed a moment. His hand froze and I took a moment to adjust and compose myself before I released his arm and push it down with a little force to let him know I still wanted it a bit…and I definitely did.
Knowing I was reactive, he started out so slow, which honestly made it even more hot in the moment. He kept locking eyes with me as he was caressing the thin layer of underwear separating him from direct contact. My dad then asked him what his parents do, which he answered without flinching and while still slowly running his finger along my clit. I was impressed by the calm reaction and turned on at the same time. My dad responded with acknowledgement and then asked a question of my mom and that’s when my boyfriend leaned in again and said “you’re dripping wet.”
The comment was an understatement. My cotton underwear was drenched. His whisper sent shudders down my body and pushed my pelvis into his hand as a result. This gave him the motivation to pull away, grab the edge of my underwear and pull it to the side before sinking a single finger into me. I was so wet you could hear his finger slide in and I felt like I gushed out at the same time.
He started to move his finger around inside of me, slowly at first, then a bit stronger so that the blanket began to shake. I had to go back to squeezing his arm to slow things down and gave him an alarming look that he was becoming too careless and would get caught by my parents.
I nearly stopped it there, but he seemed to pull back and start to slide his finger across my clit again, and I was able to recompose. As we entered the neighborhood, he once again adjusted and slid two fingers in this time. You could hear him enter again with a swish of fluid. Quickly thinking, I barely was able to ask my dad to turn the volume up on the radio, which my dad immediately did.
My boyfriend continued to slide his two fingers in and out of me slowly. The blanket was moving but it was subtle. The pleasure was nearly unbearable and he knew it. He kept going and I grabbed his arm once more and squeezed, but this time he didn’t stop or slow down as a reaction… instead he pushed further and deeper until he could feel me pulse around his fingers, clench and then relax as I came.
He pulled his hand out from my skirt and adjusted to make it look like nothing had happened. I couldn’t believe the situation. I was trying to control my breathing and avoid showing how flushed I was, but I was also very aware that I had just ‘gotten off’ in front of both my parents.
By the time we pulled into the driveway I am recomposed. This required some uncomfortable adjustment of my underwear, skirt, the blanket, etc, but we knew we had gotten away with it.
It was late for a school night, so it was suggested that my boyfriend go straight home. My parents went inside while I stayed out and said goodbye to my boyfriend in the driveway. We giggled and talked about the hot moment that just ensued and he highlighted how badly he wanted me right then and how he wished he could stay.
Knowing my parents wanted me to be quick, before saying my final bye, I reached up my skirt and slid my cotton underwear down. They were heavy with moisture and I handed them to my boyfriend and said it was a gift for the fun time and consolation until we could see each other the next day. |
My Wife, His Property (CH.02 Denial) Part 2 [M23 F21] [Hotwife] [Cuckold] [BBC Dildo] | "This time I want to see everything." and then she grabbed the blindfold and threw it away.
I exhaled in relief and sat down next to her on the bed. Then, I pulled myself together and said to her,
"Someone wants to play 'Bad Girl' today"
Olivia rolled onto her back, spread her legs and began massaging her clit seductively with her hand, as she answered me,
"Well, I'm always a good girl, but not today. Today is bad girl time."
I looked deep into Olivia's eyes for a brief moment, and then I asked her,
"Olivia, do you really want it?"
She smiled at me before answering,
"Yes, Ben. Make me feel special, like during that one night."
Extremely turned on by her words, I grabbed her head and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
As we stop kissing, Olivia touched her pussy and held her hand in front of my face to show me her fingers.
"Look how wet I am. My pussy is soooo ready to be fucked." She spoke.
"Not so fast, we still need some lube." I said.
She looked at me and said,
"Very well, where is it?"
This time I gave her a naughty look as I answered her,
"In your mouth."
Olivia gave a short laugh, as she realized what I implied and she answered,
"You can have my spit, but I won't blow the dildo."
"Very well," I said while standing up, "How about You blow me instead?"
"With pleasure, my love." she replied, and got up as well.
Olivia didn't immediately start sucking my cock but hugged me and pulled me into a passionate kiss first. While we were making out, we felt each other's bodies with our hands, and I noticed, how Olivia run her hand from my chest down my body. When she reached my cock with her hand, she grabbed it and stopped kissing me to whisper,
"Oh, there it is."
We continue our kiss a little longer, while Olivia started to jerk me off. Eventually, we stopped making out and Olivia started kissing my body as she slowly knelt down on the floor in front of me. When she knelt in front of me, she licked the tip of my cock and said to me,
"This dick is gonna get blown sooo hard." Then, she took the tip into her mouth, while continuing to jerk me off with her right hand.
"Slurp,"
"Slurp,"
"Slurp,"
"Is your dick getting sucked to your licking? Am I blowing it properly for you?" She asked me and continued slurping and sucking on my cock, while maintaining the eye contact between us.
"Yes, I'm enjoying getting my meat blown by such a pretty woman, by MY pretty woman, actually. But remember, we need your spit.... Wait, I will help you get it." I replied and grabbed her by the head, as I pressed my whole cock into her mouth.
"Hold.... Hold....," I repeated as I held Olivia's head, "Just a bit longer..... Now!" I let go of her and Olivia gasped. Spit ran down her chin.
While she was gasping for air, I grabbed the dildo and held it in front of her face.
"And now don't swallow your spit, but spit it on the dildo." I said to her and Olivia obeyed. Then I continued,
"You did well, babe. Now take your hands and spread your spit evenly on the dildo."
Olivia took her right hand, started spreading her spit all over the dildo, and it looked like she was jerking off a huge BBC cock, and not a dildo.
"Damn, it would be awesome if that was a black bull's cock now." i thought to myself, and I imagined for a moment how Olivia was satisfying a tall black man with her hand.
"Just like that?" asked Olivia and pulled me out of my imagination.
"No, use both hands. It's a big cock, and a big cock needs two hands to be satisfied." I answered.
"Am I doing it right now?" asked Olivia, as she jerked the dildo with both hands.
"Now it's perfect, but we now need more spit, don't you think?" I said to her.
"Yes." she answered and then bit her lip.
We repeated the blowjob once more, and Olivia spread the spit on the dildo again.
It was one of the hottest sex experiences of my life, but unfortunately, I couldn't fully enjoy it. The dizziness got worse and worse until I realized that I couldn't hold out much longer. If it had been normal sex, I would have stopped sooner and laid down. But now, however, I was driven by my hotwife fantasy and the lust that came with it. I've waited a long time for the opportunity, that Olivia will let me use the dildo again and now that the day finally came, I didn't want to give up. So I pulled myself together and said to Olivia,
"I think that's enough lube for now."
"Did I do a good job?" she asked me with an erotic gaze.
"You did well. Can you now bend over the bed and use your hands to spread your pussy? It's time to make you feel special." I replied.
Olivia leaned over the bed and used her hands to spread her pussy, just like I asked to do, ready to be fucked by Dildo for the second time in her life.
As I approached with the spit-covered dildo, my heart pounded faster and faster, because of the excitement I felt. And then, just as Olivia was rubbing her clit against my cock on the couch, I started rubbing Olivia's pussy with the shaft of the dildo. The thick veins on the dildo provided extra stimulation for her clit, and Olivia began to moan softly.
That got me thinking,
"Even for that, is the dildo more suitable than my dick."
After satisfying her clit for a moment, I brought the tip of the dildo to her entrance and tried to insert it. As in Spain, I felt resistance, when I tried to it push in. Olivia's pussy wasn't used to BBC cocks yet. She was still pretty much a BBC virgin at this point. For this reason, I rubbed the dildo on her clitoris, and occasionally, I tried to stick the tip of the dildo into her and thus gave her pussy time to get used to the size. Meanwhile, Olivia has spread her pussy with her hands. The whole time, she let out a sweet moans, which got louder as I approached her entrance with the dildo.
Eventually, during one of the attempts to get the tip inside her, I noticed, how Olivia was pushing back against the dildo. Actually, I was about to go back to her clit again, but Olivia's push against it, caused me to try to insert the tip into her once more. And then, slowly but surely, slid the tip into her. Together, we finally managed to get the tip inside her.
"AHHH FUCK, BEN!" Cried Olivia with pleasure, "It's inside me."
She immediately tensed up and curled her feet. At the same time, she stopped spreading her pussy and clutched the covers on the bed with her hands. I gave her a brief moment to adjust to the size, before I began to fuck her pussy with slow thrusts.
"OMG, it's so big! AHHHHHHHH!" Olivia groaned and then covered her mouth with the blanket, so that her passionate moaning could not be heard.
"Oh no, you won't do that. I want to hear your lustful screams." I thought to myself and pulled her hair so that she was forced to lift her head again and moan loudly.
"OHHH FUCK! Yes baby, yes! It feeeeels sooooo goooood, Mmmmm."
I only fucked Olivia with gentle thrusts, but it was enough to bring her to a much higher sexual pleasure, than what she could get from my cock. And I must admit that I absolutely loved it.
The way she moaned, the way she tensed up, and the way her pussy gripped the dildo tight. Seeing Olivia during her sexual ecstasy was the hottest thing I have ever experienced, and if I hadn't used the dildo on her, I would never have seen her on such a high sexual peak. That's why the whole situation brought also a lot of intimacy with it.
I started to fuck her a little harder and her moans got louder. After a short while, she said lustfully,
"OH GOD..... BEN... Ahhhhhhh.... BEN.... I.... I love you...... Ben."
Her loud breathing and moans showed me that she would come soon.
But she never had an orgasm.........
As I mentioned, I was feeling dizzy the whole time. Which was a result of the alcohol I drank. I knew that I should stop having sex sooner, but driven by lust, and, because I knew that I wouldn't get such a chance to fuck Olivia with a dildo for a long time, I tried to pull myself together and fight the dizziness. In the end, having sex made the dizziness worse and now, while I was fucking Olivia with the dildo, I suddenly felt the urge to vomit. So I stopped fucking Olivia with the dildo and threw the dildo on the bed, whereupon she started begging,
"NOOO! Please, Ben, don't stop. I am sooo close. Put it inside again."
But I didn't continue to fuck her. Instead, I got up and ran to the bathroom, where I then threw up in the toilet. After a short time, Olivia came into the bathroom to see, how I was. Luckily, I felt a lot better right away when I threw up. So, I cleaned my mouth, brushed my teeth and then threw the toothbrush in the trash.
Even though I was feeling better, it was clear, that Olivia and I would not have sex any more today. So, I went and I lay down on the bed again. In the meantime, Olivia brought me a glass of water and then lay down on the bed next to me.
"I am so sorry, Liv." I said, "I didn't actually drink that much, but I think I threw up because I mixed wine, whiskey and beer. I shouldn't drink the two glasses of wine. It's my fault."
"No, I am sorry, Ben," Olivia responded, "I should have noticed earlier that you weren't feeling too well, but because I'm drunk myself, because we had sex, and because there wasn't that much light in our room, I didn't even notice how pale you'd gotten. "
We talked briefly, and then I fell asleep out of exhaustion. Also, it was half past two in the morning, so it didn't take me long to fall asleep. I remember falling asleep thinking that I missed my opportunities, and I was very angry at myself for it.
But the night was far from over, wasn't it?
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Olivia
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Ben's soft snoring showed her, that he had fallen asleep in her arms. She wasn't angry with Ben. If she was mad, it was more at herself, because she didn't notice early enough, that Ben wasn't doing well. She had been drinking herself too, but unlike Ben, she only drank wine the whole evening. And that's why she was a little drunk herself. But even though she was drunk a moment ago, the shock that Ben threw up, sobered her up a bit.
Now she was just feeling a little tipsy and a bit horny too. Her pussy was still wet and very sensitive. It was as if her body was waiting for an orgasm, because she didn't get one.
She could masturbate, but she didn't even think about it. For her, sex was always something she only shared with Ben.
She was the kind of woman who started masturbating late and when she got together with Ben, she stopped masturbating shortly after.
Since she stopped masturbating, she's only masturbated three times. Otherwise, every orgasm in the last two years came from Ben.
After all, women are quite submissive creatures, and she wanted to give herself to Ben completely.
She was still naked from the events of that night, and she was lying under the covers. Ben's snoring showed her that he had already fallen asleep in her arms, so she rolled over to the other side, so she could fall asleep more comfortably.
In doing so, she pushed something large and heavy off the bed, and the object fell to the floor with a loud noise.
"Shit!" thought Olivia, "I hope that doesn't wake up Ben."
But Ben only mumbled something in his sleep and continued to sleep.
Curious, Olivia got up and looked for the object that was responsible for the noise. She found it. It was the dildo.
"In his condition, Ben must have forgotten to put it away," she thought.
Suddenly, as she stood with the dildo in hand, Olivia was overcome with curiosity and went into the living room to see the dildo under a better light.
Arrived in the living room, she sat down on the couch and began to study the dildo. It was the first time that she looked closely at the it.
Basically, the dildo looked completely realistic, it even had balls. It was straight and had a nicely pronounced tip. On the other end of the dildo was a suction button to attach the dildo to certain surfaces. In addition, the dildo had many pronounced veins, which gave the dildo a very masculine look. Everything about the dildo was realistic to Olivia, everything except the size.
"Are there any cocks, that are that big?" she asked herself and wasn't sure.
But what she was sure about was this, the pleasure is real.
Since that one night in Spain, she didn't want to admit that there was anything that could satisfy her better than Ben's cock. She literally denied it. Out of fear, that the extreme pleasure might be real, she never wanted to use the dildo again. Instead, she convinced herself that the extreme orgasms caused by alcohol, and not by the size of the dildo.
But today, driven by her lust, she felt an extreme urge to feel this feeling again and when Ben stood in front of her with the dildo in his hand, she gave in to the temptation.
She hated herself for giving in, but now she knew that size matters and that the tremendous pleasure she felt from the dildo back then was real.
While she thought about all this and held the dildo in her hand, Olivia noticed how she was slowly getting horny again. It wasn't hard for Olivia to get turned on. After all, she didn't cum with Ben, and her whole body strove to be satisfied. Seduced by temptation, Olivia told herself,
"Well, this one time I can satisfy myself again."
And put the dildo away while she made herself comfortable on the couch. And then she began to masturbate with circular movements of her fingers on her clit. At the same time, she was massaging her breasts with her left hand for extra stimulation.
Olivia didn't watch porn, instead she used her imagination to masturbate. And what was better, than to think about the events of that night?
She played with her clit for the next few minutes, but she quickly realized, that this wasn't the kind of pleasure she craved. Again and again, returned her eyes to the dildo, and the temptation in her grew stronger and stronger, until finally, she gave in and thought,
"it won't be bad if it's only the tip."
Next, she grabbed the dildo and did exactly as Ben taught her, by spitting on the dildo and first and then using her hands to spread the spit on the dildo. When she was satisfied with the result, she guided the dildo to the entrance of her pussy and tried to insert it.
Since her pussy was still stretched from before, she managed to put the tip inside with in the second try. As the dildo slid inside her, she felt immensely satisfied and moaned lustfully,
"AHHHHHHH."
But she quickly held a hand in front of her mouth to be quiet. She didn't want to wake up Ben. Every time the huge black dildo slid into her, it was an experience for Olivia, which was second to none.
To give her pussy some time to get used to the enormous size, Olivia used her fingers to massage her clit. She still felt slight pain when the dildo was inside her, but the pleasure she felt from being completely stretched out, was unique, was unbelievable, and she craved for more. So, she grabbed the dildo and started to fuck herself slowly.
"Ohhhhh..... Ahhhhhhhhhh..... Ohhhhh.... Mmmmmm,"
each thrust forced her to give moans of pleasure. She tries to be quiet, but the amount of pleasure overwhelms her. In addition to the dildo, she started pitching her beautiful nipple, which aroused her even more.
"Ben was right, when he said to me in Spain that the dildo will make me feel special." Olivia thought and started to fuck herself faster and harder.
Just before orgasm, she grabbed a pillow that was on the couch and a bit on it to suppress her moans. After that, she took her free hand and started to satisfy her clitoris with quick movements while she increased the speed of the dildo one last time.
The orgasm hit her like a slap in the face. Like an explosion of pleasure and for a moment she saw and heard nothing, she just felt the tremendous pleasure while her inner being was being gratified.
After a while, the shaking of her body stopped, and she lay semi-conscious on the couch. After she recovered a few minutes later, she took the dildo to admire him once more. A thick white cream has collected on the shaft of the dildo, and Olivia wondered,
"What is this? Is this normal? Was that on the dildo in Spain too, when Ben fucked me with it?"
Finally, she checked the clock. It was ten past three in the morning. After that she looked again at the dildo, and she knew, that this wasn't the last time she had cum this night....
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A noise woke me up in the middle of the night. In my sleep, I didn't realize where the noise was coming from, or what the noise was. So I rolled onto my other side and tried to go back to sleep. There was that noise again. Someone or something just wouldn't let me sleep in peace.
I stretched out my arm and searched for Olivia, to snuggle into her. But I couldn't find her. The bed was empty.
"Ahhhhhhhh,"
There was the noise again, which kept me from sleeping the whole time, but this time I realized what the noise is, because I knew the sound too well. It was Olivia's moans of pleasure.
My heart started beating fast, and I felt instantly more awake, when I realized what that meant.
"Mmmmmm,"
echoed Olivia's moan from the living room. I got up and only now noticed how dry my mouth was. No doubt it was a result of the alcohol I drank earlier. Also, I still felt tipsy. And then, with quiet steps, I crept to the bedroom door.
"Ohhhhhh.... Fuck!"
As I stood in front of the door, Olivia's passionate screams were even louder. I reached out to open the bedroom door and my heart was racing. Nervously, I asked myself,
"What awaits me behind the door?"
And then I gathered all my courage and opened the door a little bit, enough to watch the whole spectacle.
What I saw blew me away completely. Olivia, my sweet Olivia, rode the huge black BBC dildo which she attached to a chair with the suction cup. The dildo was attached to the exact same chair that she rode me on recently. But now, the dildo has taken my seat and satisfied Olivia in a way that I never could. She really looked like a perfect white slut at that moment.
I noticed, that she was able to get the dildo deeper inside her and fuck herself faster and harder, as when I fucked her with it.
I looked at the clock, and it was four thirty in the morning. I slept almost two hours and here she is, still awake and masturbating. Furthermore, I knew that Olivia didn't usually masturbate.
To see her like this now, made me realize, that the first step to Olivia's BBC addiction was done. I looked down at my dick, and I was already rock hard. Olivia got a physical pleasure from the dildo, but I, I was pleasured by the dildo in a psychological way that I can't explain.
Watching Olivia masturbate herself with a dildo had my cock throbbing with pleasure, and I started to jerk myself off. At that moment, I felt the greatest sexual pleasure in my life, until then at least.
I watched her for a moment, but I longed for more. So I grabbed all my courage, opened the bedroom door completely and walked towards her.....
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Olivia didn't know if she had four or five orgasms. It didn't matter to her. All that matters to her is the enormous pleasure she felt through the dildo.
Actually, she wanted to be in bed with Ben a long time ago, but with each new orgasm the dildo gave her, the pain she felt because of the size became smaller and smaller, and the pleasure bigger and bigger. It was as if the dildo was changing her body, and slowly, but surely a new world opened up for Olivia. A new world full of endless lust and pleasure, and she was just exploring this world.
That's why, Olivia lost herself in sexual lust. Suddenly, a sound pulled her out of this world, and she looked towards the bedroom.
Ben stood naked with a hard cock in front of her......
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Breaking the Dry Spell [F30/M28, teasing, penetration] | The anticipation was killing me. It had been 24 days since we had made love - I knew he was healing and I was doing my best to take care of my own needs, but his body, his attention, and his cock were drugs I needed. No orgasm I could produce on my own compared to the earth-shattering, mind-bending pleasure he helped me to achieve.
We had talked for about a year about him getting a vasectomy. With the state of laws in the US, the uncertainty of many other factors, and all options for my own sterilization being much more invasive, he agreed this would be the best option for us both in the long run. We had sex probably four times in the week leading up to the procedure which definitely helped us through the initial healing process. Once he began experimenting with making himself cum again, I knew I could give him something fun to look at as we built back to our own encounters together. Even with it being the dead of winter, I committed to wearing something skimpy in the evenings every day. I loved watching his eyes lingering on me, his hand would instinctively reach for my chest when I got close enough, twisting my nipples, hard from the cold, between his longing fingers.
"I miss you" he whispered while kissing my neck "I can't wait to be inside you"
I melted against him as heat started building in my clit.
"God I can't wait," I said running my nails lightly down his back. "You have no idea how much I need you"
He broke away, "Maybe in Q2!" He joked about his slower-than-anticipated healing process. I pouted for a moment before taking his hand.
"You just say the word, I'll be as gentle as possible, I promise," I said, kissing his cheek
The week wore on into another as we continued having encounters like this. The teasing and flirting would build until he cut the tension, just enough to give us a small reset. I tried to take care of my needs, but it proved difficult. Using my own hand took so long to get anywhere and the only time I tried bringing in a toy, I became so overstimulated from my frenzied efforts coupled with my sexual frustration that I just went numb. I craved his hands on my body, I dreamed of him railing me from behind while he worked my clit with his hand, and would wake up absolutely soaked and swollen hoping this might be the day he is ready.
We started our Saturday the same way we start most, slow and quiet. He kissed me for a good couple of minutes before hopping up and getting himself ready for the day. I stayed in bed for a while, catching up on social media, and letting the dog come up and cuddle with me. I got up to do some stretches and noticed this morning was no different than the others recently, and as soon as I was vertical, I felt my pussy leaking down my thigh. I gently pushed a finger between my lips to assess the situation and immediately found my throbbing clit.
"Maybe this time will be different." I thought as I crawled back into bed. I started rubbing light circles around and on top of my clit, and my hips bucked away from my hand. I was too sensitive already. I pushed my fingers back onto my clit, and the same thing happened, but this time, a dull pain came with it. I let out a frustrated sigh, got up again, and went straight for the shower. It was a hair wash day, and because my hair is currently green we were gonna have to start cold. After stripping down, I stepped in and tilted my head back into the icy water. I immediately started to shiver and could feel the blood leaving my vulva to keep my core warm. As I finished washing my hair, I sighed in relief as I turned the water back to warm and stood in the stream. I felt myself coming back to a baseline, no longer aroused to the point of frustration. My mind still wandered as my hands ran along my body to wash it. I imagined they were his, lightly tweaking my nipples, still hard from the icy water. I took deep, meditative breaths as I finished my shower trying to keep myself calm, but I was still picturing his cock in my hand... then in my mouth, choking on it because I wanted it as deep as possible down my throat. I shook my head lightly and stepped out onto the mat, patting myself with my towel. As my mind continued to race with explicit scenes, I got dressed for the beginning of the day, knowing I had a couple things to accomplish before I could put on something fun and slutty later. I pulled on a pair of black cheeky lace panties, knowing they would be part of my evening outfit, before a pair of thick leggings. I headed out to the kitchen to put together some breakfast for us. As I bent over looking for a pot, my husband entered the kitchen.
"Hey, are you mak- Oh huh? What's this?" He ran his hands over my ass before giving my right cheek a firm but gentle slap "What are you wearing?"
With the pan I needed in hand, I straightened up and turned around to face him, a little surprised "Oops, you weren't supposed to see those till a little later, I thought these leggings were thick enough." I said as I kissed him slowly. He wrapped his arm around my waist, slowly exploring his way down to my ass and squeezing.
"Your ass is just too incredible to be contained I guess." He said as he smiled and locked eyes with me. He quickly pecked my cheek and brought his hands back to my waist. "What are you making?" he asked excitedly.
I took a small breath to reset my dizzied head "Some eggs and toast" I smiled and turned back to the stove, placing the pan down.
"Sounds great, anything I can help with?" He asked looking around
"Sure," I said "Why don't you grate the cheese?" He nodded and grabbed what he needed to get to work.
After we ate breakfast together, we sat in our office listening to some new songs I had found, while dancing and laughing together.
"You're gonna give the dog a bath today right?" He asked as we sat facing our respective computers
"Yeah, I've just gotta get a few of her blankets clean first so she has somewhere to hang out once she is clean" I replied while turning away from the photo editing I was doing.
"I'm happy to help once you're ready, just let me know when & I'll grab some treats for her," He said turning towards me with a smile
I nodded and smiled then turned back toward my computer. "How can I make this more fun?" I thought as I continued my work. A white tank top, of course. I finished working on 1 or 2 more photos before heading to the closet. I quickly removed my shirt and bra, slipped on a white tank top, with a long sleeve shirt on top, for now. I returned to the office after moving another load of dog blankets from the washer to the dryer.
After finishing up the editing I was working on, we got ready to head out for a walk with the dog. I felt scandalous leaving the house without a bra, but with my tight fleece zipped over my chest, I felt well enough contained. After returning from the walk and settling back in, it was time for the pup's bath.
"Hey, I'm ready when you are," I told him, leaning against the door frame of the office
"You got it, I'll grab the treats and be right there." He said running his hand across my waist as he passed me on his way to the kitchen. We wrangled the dog into the shower, I pulled off my leggings and long sleeve, leaving only the black cheeky lace panties and my white tank. I watched his eyes look me up and down, lingering first on my chest then, leaning back to check out my ass.
"Fuck" he said quietly. I smiled at him and hopped in the shower, ready to begin washing the dog. As soon as she was thoroughly wet, she gave her first shake, sprinkling me with little see-through windows all over my top. He was feeding our pup treats, trying to keep her distracted during her bath, but every time I looked over, he seemed to have his eyes on me. After about 10 minutes of being pelted with water from the dog shaking off, my tank top was pretty soaked and we were almost done with her bath. I hopped out and began to dry off the dog, once she was dry enough I let her loose to enjoy her post-bath zoomies.
As I headed back toward the closet, he intercepted me. His fingers were immediately tweaking my nipples "You got pretty wet in there" he said leaning in to kiss me. My eyes rolled back as soon as his hands were on my taut nipples, my mouth surprised to find his. My tongue immediately sprang into action just as he broke away. My eyes fluttered back open as I attempted to escape the haze of pleasure I was just assaulted with.
"Uh yeah, that's what happens when you wash the dog," I said, trying to sound like I wasn't just plunged deep into rabid desire. He looked down at my body as his hands continued to explore.
"You're so chilly," he said as he ran his hands along my damp skin, he pulled me in close for a hug "You poor thing" he whispered trying to transfer his warmth to me. "Better get dressed huh?" He pulled back, letting me enter the closet. My head was spinning as he walked back to the office. I felt drunk from his touch but clawed my way back to reality as I leaned on the door jam. I pulled off my wet tank top and tossed it in the hamper. I dug through my box of his favorite pieces to build the rest of my outfit. I grabbed a top with a corset front that I lace loosely so you can see as much cleavage as possible while still keeping the nipple covered. As I pulled it over my erect nipples, I felt a wave of pleasure radiating from them, it seemed like they had been constantly hard too, and the cold certainly didn't help. After my top, I pulled on a flannel but kept it unbuttoned for just a little warmth.
I headed toward the office in my new outfit and stood next to my husband, watching the relatively new game he was playing. He was so engrossed he didn't look over at me immediately.
"This looks interesting," I said as I leaned in hoping to catch his peripherals. "What are you working on?"
"So if you grab this-" he said as he turned toward me "You can- oh my god... What are you wearing?" He said in an almost whine. His fingers immediately made their way between the laces of my top and onto my bare, still very cold breast. "God you're still so cold," he squeezed my breast slowly. "I'll warm you up." he breathed as he continued to massage my breast.
At this point my head is spinning, with how the interactions had been the last few weeks, I was expecting some attention, but not like this. His hands felt greedy as they traversed my sensitive skin, heat was building again in my clit, and just as his palm grazed my nipple, my vision began to blur slightly as my eyes lost their focus. I managed to squeak out a "Thank you" as my eyes closed.
"Of course" He breathed while placing his hand on the back of my neck and pulling my face into his. We held a slow passionate kiss for what seemed like a full minute and suddenly his tongue was in my mouth. I think even if I had opened my eyes at this point, I wouldn't have been able to see. I was fully taken by him and didn't have any other thought in my head aside from his bottom lip between mine as I sucked. We broke lightly and as our lips reconnected, his tongue entered my mouth again. He flicked it toward the roof of my mouth, I slowly licked the underside of his tongue and was immediately reminded of my tongue on the underside of the head of his cock. I felt my pussy drip at the thought of choking on his rock-hard cock and then I felt him pull away. I took a deep breath before opening my eyes. Our eyes locked and I saw the fire that was building behind his.
"Fuck, I miss you" He breathed.
"I want you," I said, surprising myself. I had done my best to let him call the shots, I didn't want him to make a decision to fuck me before he was ready just because he could see how much I wanted it. I know he loves to make me cum but I wanted to make sure he wasn't jumping the gun.
"Fuck it, I need to be inside you," He said firmly, standing up.
"Are-" He kissed me deeply before I could finish. I was going to ask if he was sure; I was in an utter state of shock not believing this is where we would end up. I was picturing some more flirting, a few more kisses, maybe an ass squeeze or two but no, I hit the jackpot. He was ready and I was elated. His arms wrapped around me and his hands pressed firmly into my back to bring me closer. I felt him let out a small sigh when our fully clothed hips connected.
"Come, please," He said as he broke away, offering his hand to me. I placed my hand in his thinking "Oh, I definitely will" as he walked with purpose toward our bedroom. When he arrived at the edge of his side of the bed, he spun around and used my hand to pull me in as close as he could, and as our hips connected again, he let go of my hand, placing one hand on the back of my head and the other on the small of my back. Our lips collided in a feverish dance, slowing each time we got closer to pulling away just so we could dive back into each other's mouths.
"I'm so excited," I said, like a giddy schoolgirl, it had been so long that I couldn't help myself from proclaiming the ecstasy I was already feeling knowing that within minutes his cock would be buried in my pussy.
"Yeah?" he said sweetly as he cocked his head to the side and flashed a flirty smirk, he let that sit while his face went from flirty to stoic. Then he leaned passed my face and rested his bottom lip on my ear lobe. "You've been so, so, patient" Fire blazed down my spine and I let out a small gasp as I felt my panties become soaked from squirting already. He plunged his lips into my neck and I felt myself drip again. My head and eyes rolled back as I moaned, instinctually grabbing a fist full of his long hair. It was one of my favorite things about him, not only visually, but because I got to pull it too. My other hand made its way to his cock, and as I stoked it through his joggers I felt myself squirt again and worried it may start dripping down my thigh.
"We need a towel" I thought slowly, trying with everything I had to free my mind from the spell his mouth and hands placed on me. I put my hands on his chest and pushed lightly, he broke away reluctantly, deciding to look down at my breasts if he couldn't kiss me. He pinched my nipples lightly, lifting his eyes to my face to see my reaction. I closed my eyes and let out a louder moan than I was expecting, which made me instinctively cover my mouth and squirt yet again as I convulsed. "No we need a towel" the thought sprang back into my head and I snapped my eyes open.
"Wait, stop, we need a towel," I said placing my hands on his and pushing them away.
"Do we?" he said, again flashing his smirk.
"Oh don't pretend like you have no idea what you're doing to me" I smiled and turned toward the linen closet. I grabbed a towel and headed to my side of the bed, folding it up and placing it down. By the time I took my eyes off the towel and swept them back to my husband, he was fully naked and completely at attention. I knew this was my moment, time to take control. I slowly slid my panties off and held them by the side in my hand. I hopped up onto the bed, and we met in the middle on our knees. I grabbed his hand, held it palm up, and placed my soaked panties in his hand. I watched his eyes close and felt his cock twitch.
"Fuck... these are soaked," he breathed almost too quietly to hear. "What happened?"
"I told you earlier, you have no idea how much I need you" I found his mouth with mine and flicked my tongue inside urgently, feverishly licking the underside of his tongue and moaning. "God that feels just like your cock" I said before I could stop myself.
"I love how much you love my cock" He sighed kissing me harder. He took my hand and guided it toward his cock which I took into my hand excitedly. As I began to slowly stroke him, the pace of his kissing slowed, stalling on my bottom lip in his mouth as I gently caressed the head of his cock. He began to rock his hips into my hand and kissed me again, sucking harder on my lip this time. His hand found its way to my pussy lips, pressing against them before easing them apart and slipping his middle finger in between. "Oh my god, you are so fucking wet." I ground slowly against his hand as I moved my face over to his ear and took his lobe into my mouth. His hips bucked forward as I began to suck on his ear. "F-fuck" he stammered as he let out a large breath. I kissed my way down to the nape of the neck and nibbled a bit, making his cock twitch in my hand. "Ok, I need you now, please let me fuck you." he pulled my head back and pleaded with his eyes. I kissed him hard.
"Ok, I said lowering myself onto my ass then swung my legs to the side, he backed off the bed, grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs out towards him then pulled them apart, running his hands down my legs as he crawled back toward me on the bed.
I pulled my knees up and the sides of my ribcage as he approached, my vision already tunneling thinking about his cock beginning to stretch me. He loosely held his cock and slowly rubbed the head against my exposed clit. I convulsed, bucking my hips toward his cock, begging for more contact. He spotted my bullet vibe on my nightstand and leaned over me to grab it, rubbing the length of his cock along my lips and clit, then pulling back as he pushed the vibe into my hand. He tapped his cock against my clit a few more times before positioning himself at my opening. After rubbing himself against my hole to lube up his head, he began to push into me, feeling the resistance of a few weeks between encounters.
"Oh fuck..." he groaned as he slowly pushed himself deeper, and I felt myself contract around him coaxing him as deep as I could. I pressed the vibe against my clit and rocked my hips against it and his cock. He began to gyrate against me, rubbing the head of his cock repeatedly on my g spot. My eyes closed tightly and my jaw went slack as he thrust inside me. I moved the vibe slowly side to side over my clit bucking my hips as the toy slid over it. I pushed my hand into his hip.
"Stay still" I begged, as waves of pleasure washed over me, he stopped and held my face with one hand, my breast with the other. I rocked my hips on his cock and held the vibe firm against my clit. Suddenly I froze, riding the final wave of my orgasm, I began to quiver as I milked his cock with my contractions and pulled the vibe away.
"I can't," he said and began thrusting into me with a hunger I rarely see. Unable to react, a let the rhythm of his grinding pull me through another orgasm. He continued inside me, moving quickly but cautiously, doing his best to keep himself in check to avoid any injury. As my heart and breath slowed from my orgasm, I opened my eyes to find him staring at me intently. "I love you," he said leaning down to kiss me as he continued to thrust.
"God I love you" I sighed as he pulled away. Just as I finished saying "you" he pushed his thumb into my mouth and against my tongue, I got it as wet as I could, knowing where it was going next. He righted himself on his knees again, pressing his thumb against my clit as he pushed his cock deeper. He began light circles around my clit with his thumb as he pushed slowly in and out of me. I rocked against him giddy that his hand was on me. I let out a small giggle and I felt his cock twitch inside me.
"Fuck, you are so hot" he breathed, quickening his pace. He reached over to my hand and took the vibe, turning it on and pressing it against my clit. I gasped at the sensation of the vibe on me again, especially after such an incredible climax. I froze again, feeling another orgasm building. He continued to fuck me while working my clit with the vibe. As he rocked against my g spot I felt myself squirt again and it splash back after hitting his pelvis. "Oh my god." he said raggedly "How are you this hot?" He paused his hips while he continued rubbing my clit with the vibe causing me to squirt over and over, convulsing from the third insane orgasm of the night. I pushed his hand away when I couldn't take anymore and he continued thrusting into me again allowing another orgasm to take over my senses. As he continued and I caught my breath, I looked up to see him worried. "I don't know if I can," he said, almost whining. "I'm worried about after."
"I know," I said grabbing his face, "I know it's gonna be fine" I smiled, knowing what might help him forget his worrying, I threw my head back and giggled, saying "Do you know how incredible you make me feel? Do you know now how much I need you?" I brought my eyes back to meet his "you make me so happy" I said giggling again.
"Oh, oh..." he moaned loudly, leaning down to lock me in a kiss. He held me there, rocking gently as he came inside me, twitching with every spurt. I kissed him slowly, running my hands along his sides as he began to recover from his orgasm. We looked at each other lovingly before he laid down on my chest to breathe and slow his heart rate. I ran my fingers lightly along his back, kissing his shoulder sweetly.
"I love you" I whispered.
"I love you" he sighed, picking himself up and gently sliding out of me. I felt his cum leaking out of me as he crawled to my side and locked me in another kiss.
To me, nothing is better than soul-bonding sex and I feel so lucky to have a partner who makes me feel so incredibly desired. But, the cherry on top was knowing exactly what he needed from me to cum. I'll be riding this high for weeks. |
Playing tight-end, but not on the team | When I was in college, my best friend was on the football team, I was never into team sports. He used to come to my apartment and play video games all the time, and drink a little too much. In an effort not to ruin our lives he would spend the night when he got too drunk. It all started innocently enough at first, we’d talk about love and the women we were into, sometimes swapping stories of our experiences with our girlfriends. Then we started looking at and watching porn together, and we would finish separately. I had been looking at porn for a long time and had gotten curious about trans and gay porn for a long time. After a month or two I started to finish only to trans porn, and after taking a long time - he walked in on me at one point, catching me in the act. We continued to talk about love and how his relationship had just ended. And we started to talk about how “if I was a girl” how he’d treat me.
That night after finding a porno on the paid channels, we started to touch each other. Gently at first, he grabbed my throbbing cock and kissed me. He slowly started stroking me until I was leaking, then he pulled my pants down and shoved my cock in front of my waistband of my underwear, completing the task of keeping my balls from touching him and “freaking him out”. He slid into me and pumped a few times commenting on my “tight, little ass”, he only lasted a few moments before flooding my ass with his hot cum. We laughed, cuddled, kissed, and fucked all night.
We kept this up until he got married. Even the night before his wedding, we wound up in bed together with his cum most of the way up my back, and the taste of his cock and pre-cum in my mouth. |
Turning a Saint into a Slut [M19/F65][Age Gap][Forceful][Blackmail][Humiliation][Dom/Sub][Squirting/Piss] [Reluctance] | Disclaimer: this is my first post, hope you like it. If you have any triggers, please don't read.
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It was a hot summer and I was broke. I did a bunch of odd jobs to try and save up money for my freshmen year in college - painting houses, mowing lawns etc. One of the best jobs I had was cleaning pools; I liked it because it was easy and I got to have my shirt off on a hot day.
One of the pools I cleaned was for an older lady named Helen Sanders. She was a widow whose husband passed away a couple years ago.She had a reputation for being the neighborhood nice old lady; basically the female version of Mr. Rodgers. Always made it to service every week and even handed out cookies every once in awhile.
I was happy to help her keep her pool clean even though it wasn’t used all that much since her husband passed. Her husband used to throw BBQs for the whole neighborhood but that all stopped when it was just her.
“All done Mrs. Sanders, pool is squeaky clean”
“Oh please call me Helen, you’re a life saver Francis. $35 right? Come inside, I’ll get that for you.”
I wiped the sweat off my brow and walked behind her into the house. Being a college kid, I was basically constantly horny. I never viewed Mrs. Sanders in a sexual light with her being a much older women but something about watching her ass from behind as she walked really got me going. Mrs. Sanders was a curvy woman, you could tell the years had put some meat on her but it was just the right amount that made her voluptuous while still skinny. She was the type of woman who you couldn’t believe was in her late 60s.
I shook my head to make myself come back down to earth. This woman was as nice and innocent as they come. She seemed so pious that she probably was incapable of sexual thoughts. Stop being a pervert - I thought to myself.
“Wait right here, I’ll go get your money” she said
I sat on the couch. A uncomfortable couple minutes passed, something seemed off.
“You ok Mrs. Sanders?”
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I walked into her living room. She was rifling through a jar trying to find the money she owed me.
“I’m so sorry Francis, it’s been really hard ever since Walter passed, I don’t think I have the money to give you right now, I’m absolutely embarrassed” Mrs. Sanders eyes started tearing up.
“Oh no worries, this one is on me”
“Oh Francis No! I feel so terrible I can’t believe this, this has never happened before”. Her face became even more distraught as the tears she was trying to fight back started to become more apparent.
“Seriously, it’s just money, I’m not sweating it, we’ll figure something out”
“I just feel terrible, I wish there was something I could do” her hands were wiping away tears.
Usually in these situations I try to lighten the mood by laughing it off with a joke.
“Well I woulda just spent the cash at the strip club, so it’s probably for the best. So unless you’re gonna strip for me, I think we just call it square” I said in a jest voice.
“You would want to see an old hag like me naked?” Her face showing a mix of confusion and tentativeness.
I realized she hadn’t gotten the joke. I thought to myself: Maybe I should try something here. No no no, she’s a nice old lady. But…..
“Welllllllll a lap dance is about $35 bucks…….”
Mrs. Sanders took what looked like a gulp as if she just got really nervous.
“Francis, I’ve known you since you were a kid, I can’t do that!”
I may have come on too strong. I quickly backtracked.
“I’m so sorry for asking, I should just go. I’ll find some other way to get cash for school” I said in a dejected tone.
“Wait, don’t go. You’re right, I owe you.”
Oh shit, she was gonna go for it. If I play this right, I can get her clothes off.
“It’s just a lap dance, it’s no biggie really” I said with a light hearted smile.
“Ummm….well…ok, you’ll have to tell me what to do, I’ve never been to strip club or know what a lap dance is.”
I sat down on the couch and motioned her over to stand in front of me. To my delightful surprise, her couch was situated right across from a large mirror. What luck - I thought to myself.
“It’s easy, just start by taking your clothes off”
Her face blushed hard. She was almost trembling. I could see the conflict written all over her face. She was about to expose herself to me - a guy she used to handout candy to at halloween.
She was wearing a summer dress that accentuated her curvy body perfectly. She reached both hands to her shoulders and pushed her dress off, falling straight to her feet. White bra and panties showing. She stood there nervously and almost embarrassed.
“Your so beautiful” I gasped
She gave a small smile and kinda looked away to break eye contact.
“I’m sorry Francis, I don’t know if I can keep going, I feel so guilty about this” she said sheepishly.
I stood up, turned her to face the mirror. She closed her eyes as if that would maker her invisible. I unclipped her bra - she reached to cover her tits right after her bra hit the ground. My hands move down to her waist to her panty lining. She moves her right hand to grab me to stop me.
“Just a lap dance remember?” I whispered into her ear.
She removes her hand, her breathing starts to get heavier as if she’s hyperventilating. I slowly drag her panties off. Her pussy had some hair on it, a little unkempt.
Probably wasn’t expecting to be stripped in front of anyone today - I thought to myself.
“Oh my goodness” she said to herself as she reached to cover her exposed pussy.
My heart starting racing, something primal bubbled up inside me. I was a 21 year old male at his athletic peak. Not to mention, I couldn’t remember the last time I jacked off. I was fully torqued, my dick almost hurt it was so hard.
Up until that point, even though I was pushy, I was respectful of her timidness. However, like a shark that smells blood - the whiff of her vulnerable pussy in the air turned me aggressive.
Still standing behind her, I reached down a little and took my hands to the back of her knees and lifted her feet off the ground. With my hands supporting her knees, she was being carried in a V shape - my hands spreading her legs wide in front of the mirror.
“OH Francis!! What are you doing?!” She yelled out
“Show me” I said sternly
She shook her head, her body wiggling in the air. It was futile, she could do nothing to get out of the hold I had her in. After a couple of seconds, she seem to collect herself. Looking away form the mirror, she slowly moved her hand away from her cunt. Her breathing steadied as if she has just pulled off a band aid. Unfortunately for her, I had a darker side that was starting to take over - I was getting drunk on the power over her I felt coming on. I needed to know how far I could take this, I was getting off on making her squirm, degrading and embarrassing her.
“Spread it” I instructed her
Looking at Helen through the mirror, I could see confusion on her face.
“You’re already spreading my legs” she replied
“Not your legs, spread your pussy for me”
“Nope! Nu uh mister. Put me down young man!” She shrieked. Her anxiousness had returned and this was her feeble attempt to gain control of the interaction. She squirmed once more.
“Helen, you wouldn’t want me to tell the neighborhood what a naughty woman you’ve been, would you?” I had gone full villain.
“How dare you threaten me. You wouldn’t! Besides, no one would believe you!” She said defiantly
“When you were closing your eyes as I was undressing you, I took a picture with my phone” A quick lie to get the upper hand. Although, now that I think of it, I should’ve actually done it.
Helen’s angry face quickly turned to anguish. She took a deep breathe, she knew she was cornered, she had no choice. Her hand slowly started to travel down to her slit. Using her middle finger and ring finger, she used them to bloom her flower open. I could see deep inside her while her pussy glistened. The excitement and maybe even some fear had clearly made her moist. The vividness of pink and amount of pussy juice for her age was impressive. I assumed her husband didn’t use her body as much as he should have when he was around.
“Now take your other hand and suck your tits” the vulgarity of my words even left me surprised.
With her other hand, she lifted her full breast towards her mouth. Her rack was aged to perfection, the perfect amount of sag that made them more soft and fun but still well formed. Her nipples were standing at attention; her whole body was activated at this point.
My pervertedness no doubt came form watching tons of porn. I stood there staring at her performance in the mirror. The neighborhood saint who never missed Sunday service and usually wore clothes to cover her whole body was being held up nude by her knees, spreading her pussy and sucking on her tits. I had turned the female version of Mr. Rodgers into my own Lisa Ann.
I carried her and put her down on the couch. She covered up once more, still unsure about the whole situation. I picked up my phone.
“Should I text everyone?” Referring to the imaginary “photo”
“Francis, please don’t” she begged
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“I want you to rub your pussy for me”
The reluctance in her was palpable but she knew she was trapped. Instead of futile complaints, she went to work on herself rubbing her clit. I pulled out my phone and hit the record button.
“No!” As she covered up and closed her legs
“Ok then, sending the photo now” I replied
“Ok Ok Ok I’m sorry”
Her legs opened back up, her rubbing even more forceful than before. I lied about the “photo” but now I had something way better. The scene of this beautiful mature woman masturbating forever documented for me to view whenever I wanted.
I put my phone away and walked in front of her. Reaching down, I placed two fingers at the entrance of her wet hole. As I inserted them into her, her eyes rolled back as she gave a quiet moan that she was trying to hold back. Her body tightened.
“Keep rubbing” I said as both of us were working together to service her. The silky soft matter felt amazing against my fingers as I massaged her from the inside. Her face was in ecstasy even if she was trying to hide it with a mix of worry of what I would do next. I took my fingers out sopping wet and placed it in front of her mouth.
Her face expressed confusion of what I was doing, but then her eyes grew bigger as she realized what I wanted her to do. Without saying anything, I nudged my other hand with the phone in it to remind her what was at stake.
She opened her mouth and started taking small licks of my fingers drenched in her pussy juice. As it hit her tastebuds she recoiled in disgust; not disgusted by the taste but moreso the depravity of the act. Kudos to her, she kept going until I decided to shove them into her throat where she sucked the rest of it off.
“Swallow” I said while I closed her mouth by pushing her chin up. She closed her eyes and took a gulp.
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“I can’t believe you would do this to poor old lady, you should be ashamed of yourself” it seemed she was trying guilt this time instead of defiance. It didn’t work - I quickly grabbed her off the couch, sat down and laid her across my knee.
“This is was naughty girls get” I reared back my hand and gave her a hard spank on her ass. She shrieked out in pain.
“Please stop” begging once more
\*SLAP - another blow to her other cheek. Her bare ass was red and her body started trembling.
\*SLAP - an even harder blow and a louder yelp. She forcefully threw herself on the floor and started crawling away from me.
“If you want me to stop then give me something else to do” letting her choose what would happen next
Desperately not wanting more spanking, she got up on her knees and raised her ass like a bitch in heat. Her body was positioned perfectly in front of the mirror once again as I could see her dejected face; her chin touching the ground while her ass was in the air.
“Take it, I know it’s what you want” she said in a defeated tone knowing that there was no point in delaying the inevitable.
“See, now that is a good girl. From now on your gonna call me Daddy and your gonna give me what I want” I stood up off the couch and removed my pants revealing my fully erect unit that had been waiting patiently.
“Yes daddy” she said
“Tell me what I want to hear”
“Please fuck me” her voice sheepish
I had broken her, I had her around my finger. Her insistence made my cock even harder which I didn’t know was possible. I got on my knees behind her and started to mount her, guiding my shaft to the entrance of her vagina.
“Ohhhh my gawd….oh….oh….it’s so big…..oh gawd” she yelped in agony
I slid into her slowly, wiggly a little every couple of centimeters so that her pussy could adjust till finally deep within her cervix.
I grabbed the front of her neck from behind to lift her head off from the ground and guided her towards my body. I pushed her cheek to make her head rotate as if she was looking over her shoulder and gave her a passionate kiss. To my surprise, she reciprocated as her tongue met mine as we started to makeout like lovers while we were still connected below.
After a soft lull, it was time to get back to work as I started to recede out of her for the first pump. Her breathe blowing faster into my mouth in anticipation. The second time back into her would not be so gentle as I returned my dick back so deep it felt like I was in her stomach.
“OHHHHHHHH’ she gasped as she pulled her face away from mine as her upper body collapsed back onto the floor, her left cheek flat on the hardwood. Now that she was primed, I started a rhythm.
Moaning and screaming, I pounded her harder and harder. With her ass in the air and me fucking her in a mounted portion - I felt like a prized stallion violating his mare. Every time she buckled under the force of a thrust, my arms would pick her waist back up into position without missing a beat.
I got into such a powerful cadence that she started pounding the floor with her hand.
‘YOUR SO FUCKING DEEP, OHHHHH FUCK YOUR DESTROYING ME”
Her breathe was uncontrollable. She lifted her front body up by pushing herself up with hands on the floor. Her head looking up at the ceiling while her stomach dipped - it was basically a cow pose in yoga. I could tell she was close.
“Cum on my dick babe. Cmon, cum on my dick”
“Yes daddy! OHHHHHHHHHH I’M CUMMING” her face reddened and her whole body flexed. She collapsed flat on the floor. I let her lay there and catch her breath. She needed to regain some energy.
As she lay trying to recover, I went to her fridge to grab some bottles of water. I laid them beside her. She quickly grabbed one and chugged it. She opened up another one and started drinking.
“Daddy, this is so refreshing” in a grateful tone, a stark contrast to the defiant woman she was only a couple moments before.
“Keep drinking” I said while tipping the bottle up for her to finish.
Once she was done, I picked her up off the floor and laid her back on the couch.
“This is how lovers do it right?” In a soft tone as I entered her missionary style
“Oohhh mmmmmm” she moaned in pleasure as her body was better adjusted this time around.
She reached up and pulled the back of my head towards hers and started kissing me again. Whenever she looked at me now, instead of fear and disgust - it was now affectionate and longing.
“I want you to cum now daddy. I’ll do anything you say”
Hearing that made me smile - I was proud of her as I leaned in and gave her a loving kiss. I started driving into her once more. As I was fucking her, I subtly placed my hand near her bladder. Without her noticing, I pressed a little harder each time I completed a thrust.
“…ugh…ohhh….Daddy I need to go the bathroom”
I ignored her request like I didn’t hear it.
“Daddy, all that water you gave me is coming back” She said it once more thinking I had missed the first time.
Again I ignored her pleas and pounded away even harder. This time she knew there was no mistake that I was intentionally ignoring her. Her expression changed back into a panic as her body started squirming. She tried getting up but it was useless in missionary as my the full weight of my body stood in her way. With every thrust, the pressure built. I could feel her body clench; trying her best to keep her fluids as well as her dignity.
“Oh fuck, ohh fuck” she shrieked
My dick was pumping her like a piston, hitting her deep and true. Her facial expression slowly changed from tense to defeated - she could no longer delay the inevitable. I knew I had to hurry my climax before the fireworks; I picked up my pace furiously and felt my member reach it’s tipping point.
“Fuck!!” With one final thrust, I unloaded what felt like a gallon of my cum deep into her womb. As I pulled out, she had also reached her limit.
As I disengaged, the pressure that had built up released. She screamed as her eyes rolled to the back of her head - her pussy squirted so hard it hit the ceiling and dripped backed down on her face. Her mouth gaped in shock at the rauchiness of what she had just done.
“I know you have more” I said as I raised her ass up a little off the couch, angling her pussy towards her face. “Open your mouth” I instructed her.
Past the point of no return - she obediently parted her mouth and closed her eyes, ready to receive. Her pussy flowed a warm steady stream. With me angling her body perfectly, Helen gave herself a golden shower all over her face and in her mouth.
“Swallow” I insisted. She took a big gulp and opened her eyes, staring at me looking for approval.
“Your such a dirty slut Helen”
“Just for you Daddy” she said, her whole body trembling. As I kissed her salty lips, I grinned knowing this was only the beginning for this obedient slut. |
Wife’s Obsession with Sex | I have been happily married for a decade and have a strong bond with my spouse. I have remained completely faithful to him/her since we became legally wedded
But I've always wanted to try being airtight and my husband would never do it. He's not all into sharing. Although I've never been unfaithful, I've become somewhat fixated on this daydream recently, and I believe it would be beneficial to share it and unburden myself.
On weekends, my husband would invite his friends over for dinner, drinks, and games. I sometimes imagine that when I'm not around, he talks about me to his friends. Maybe when they're joking around about sex or whatever, I daydream that my husband shares with his friends how easily I succumb to dares when I've had a few drinks. Consequently, his three buddies devise a plan collaboratively.
They spend the entire night ensuring that my husband always has a drink in his hand, as well as myself, but with a particular emphasis on my husband. They exert peer pressure on him to consume as much alcohol as he can until he ultimately loses consciousness and falls asleep on the sofa. This leaves his friends alone with me, his tipsy, innocent, and gullible wife, who is evidently highly vulnerable to their dares.
Subsequently, using dares, they gradually escalate the situation until I start losing items of clothing, eventually becoming completely naked in front of them all. By the end of the night, his friends coax me into participating in a threesome with them right there on the couch next to my unconscious husband. |
Wife sharing update…. It finally happened | Last Friday, the wife told me she was going out for drinks with coworkers. She actually just went back to her coworkers house and they fucked. It was an absolute disaster. She was very upfront with him about what she liked and didn’t like. He did just about everything that she didn’t like to her. She made him stop about halfway through. When she left, she called me distraught and I had no idea why. That’s when she told me her coworker Brad was just inside her. I was so fucking turned on but did my best to console her on her drive home. It took about 45 minutes for her to get home. She jumped me immediately, and we went up to the bed room. Her panties were dripping wet, I do not think she had ever been that wet in her entire life.
She asked what I was thinking about while we were having sex. I told her about him being inside of her, she started giving me more and more details than started requesting that I do stuff to her that I know she doesn’t like. She wanted it to be rough, she wanted choked, she wanted her nipples pinched hard. All very out of character for her… also all things he did to her. She kept talking about how she fucked it up and how he will never fuck her again and how upset she was. We finished up and went to grab some food, came back and fucked again same thing as before. This went on all weekend except now she is including other guys into the dirty talk including my best friend who she hooked up with years before we started dating.
She has been extremely horny every since this has happened which surprised me if it went so poorly and has even talked about other possible guys. Thoughts? |
[M/S] [A/ne] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 388. My nephew; the good little cocksucker. | There I was, on a warm Sunday morning, in my sister's living room. She was working and I was standing in front of my nephew wearing only black stilettos, black thigh highs and my 20cm Mommy-Cock. Tommy kowtowed before me, naked save for his chastity cage and on his knees.
Smiling warmly down at him, I tussled his hair before taking hold of my toy and waving it in front of his face.
"C'mon Baby. Be a good boy and suck it for Mommy."
He took it in his mouth and sucked it like he was hungry for it. His hands caressed my thighs and firm ass as he moaned gently. In this moment, I was not just his kinky and incestuous Auntie. I felt sadistic and powerful, like a predator capable of taking down any prey of my choosing.
I thrust my substantial Mommy-Cock toward the back of his throat and saw tears run down his face as he gagged. He could have used the safe word or safe signal at any time, but he chose to keep sucking and I was quite proud of him. Baring my teeth, I grunted and growled encouragement at "My good little cock sucker."
I did not have enough time to bend him over and fuck him like I normally would. Instead, I removed his cage and escorted him to the sofa. Still wearing my toy, I sat and had him cuddle naked with me. I let him suck on my nipple as I stroked his hammy and sang softly to him.
It did not take long for him to burst and send his sticky load to the cushion and floor. I instructed him to clean up his mess and put his cage back on while I got dressed.
My nephew's training is going much smoother than I could have ever expected. |
[S/S] I made out with my sister whilst a guy jerked off to us UPDATE | I was still very nervous to approach my sister, even after all the supportive comments from everybody. I came close to talking to her about it a few times this week but chickened out each time. Changing the topic quickly or just saying it was nothing and walking off. She's been much calmer about the situation. Talking to me as if nothing is wrong, giving me hugs and kisses on the cheek when she says goodnight every night. It almost felt like she was teasing or playing with me.
After finally testing negative for covid, we were allowed out. The other night we were both out with friends (different friends so we weren't together) and having drank quite a bit already I texted her that I missed her. She sent a selfie back with the caption "miss you more x" and the picture was her in a very tight and skimpy top, leaning forward so I could see down her top and sticking her tongue out. I instantly got turned on as I was reminded of of sucking on her tits.
Once I got home I went straight to my room and started masturbating thinking about her. I got quite close to finishing until I heard her come home. Having had enough to drink I was feeling more confident so I went to her room and asked if she wanted to go on omegle again. She smirked at me and said that she'd been waiting for me to ask, wrapping her arm around my waist and pulling me in to kiss her. It was hot, passionate, her tongue pressing into my mouth and her hands running up and down me, pulling me close as she grinded into me slightly. I could hear her moan slightly before pulling away.
She sat on her bed, patting next to her for me to join as she turned on her laptop. Once it was on she went straight to omegle, but put in the lesbian tag. When I asked what she was doing she shushed me, asking if I wanted to kiss her or not. I just nodded my head so she carried on. After sifting through a lot of guys we finally found a girl, after speaking to her for a bit my sister asked if she wanted to watch her fuck her girlfriend which the girl eagerly agreed to. I was already turned on but hearing my sister call me her girlfriend and threaten to fuck me got me really wet.
She pushed me back on the bed, kissing up my legs and pulling my skirt up, she pulled my panties off and laughed at how wet I was already, but not in a mean way, more like a teasing, seductive way. She pushed them into my mouth and told me to stay quiet like a good girl. She'd never been that demanding or controlling with me before, and i was both kind of shocked but also really turned on by it all. In that moment i just did what she asked, laying back and spreading my legs as she worked her way kissing up my thigh until she reached my pussy, I could tell I was soaking wet already but I knew for sure when she easily pushed two fingers inside me.
I wasn't paying much attention to the girl on the computer but I could hear her moaning and occasionally talking, agreeing with my sister when she asked her things like "isn't she such a good slut". I've never been spoken abut like that before but I didn't object. As she fingered me she also rubbed my clit, making me go crazy as I tried not to moan too loudly like she'd said. Eventually she pulled her fingers out, licking them clean as she then got between my legs, eating me out as she reached up and played with my tits as the same time.
I've had guys go down on me before, but it's never been anything like this. She knew exactly what she was doing and it really took her no time at all to get me close to cumming. She clearly realised this because she suddenly got off me, closing the laptop. I asked what she was doing and she said that only she deserved to see me cum, before pulling a dildo from her nightstand. She then went back, fucking me with the dildo whilst also going down on me, licking and sucking at my clit whilst she fucked me. The dildo really wasn't necessary as I came very quickly, but she didn't stop, instead she carried on until I came a second time. By that point I asked her to stop since I was worn out.
I asked if she wanted me to do anything but she just pulled me close and said I could next time. We fell asleep holding each other. This morning we spoke and she admitted that she's a lesbian, something I already kind of knew, and made sense given how good she was at going down on me. I told her I'm not sure what I am, but that I like being with her, she said she liked being with me too. We're not sure if we have romantic interest in each other or just sexual but we're planning to go on a date soon to figure that out.
We don't plan on going on omegle again so please don't ask me |
[M/s] umm I gave my son a handjob before bed update | I posted a couple of weeks ago and I THOUGHT things were back to normal. I gave him a handjob, we both enjoyed it, yadayadayada. We talked about it briefly. I asked him if he feels weird about what happened. I never said what I did or mentioned sex. I just said "what happened" and "it" to describe the handjob. I just wanted to make sure he didn't feel used or taken advantage of. Even though we briefly talked about it and he said everything was okay I just feel so odd. I get lost in my thoughts just thinking about how I jerked my own son off. I don't know why the fuck I did that even. He told me he was attracted to me so I jerked him off. It makes me seem desperate for male attention when am not. I don't care for male attention and I get enough of it. I can't leave the house without men hitting on me. It was just different. It was my son and it just felt almost natural. I sound sick.
It happened again. I'm not going to get too much into it. I was in my bed just wearing a big T shirt. I was fully covered like down to my thighs and I was in bed. This is how I am in bed, I wasn't attempting to lure him or attract him. I was in bed and this is how I've always been in bed. He knocked on my door and asked if he could cuddle. This was just...odd to me. We are physically affectionate and I hug him and give him kisses on the cheek. But he isn't the type to just come to bed and ask to cuddle with his mom. I just knew this had some kind of sexual motivation behind it. I kinda knew or maybe he wanted to actually cuddle. That's what I was telling myself because I didn't want to feel like a creep. But I wanted this. I wanted to feel him again. These last couple of weeks I just keep remembering how he felt in my hand and when he was cumming just feeling it shoot out. It was like his dick was just alive in my hand. Like I could feel it. I've never been so turned on.
He got in bed with me and I spooned him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. It happened again, I jerked my son off again. I had enough control to stop and say "we have to catch the cum in something." That was the first time we acknowledged what we were doing and so far the only time. He just took off his shirt and I jerked him off and he came into his shirt. I don't know why I enjoy this so much but it drove me crazy. He was moaning and curling into me. I kissed his neck and asked him if it felt good. He just kept saying "yes" to everything. I was kind of spiraling and freaking out to. I was asking him if it felt good and I was asking him if he was okay with this. I asked him if he consents to this and he just said "yes" to everything. He stayed in bed with me for like 35-40 minutes. We laid there and didn't say anything. Then he went back to his room and now here I am again. I feel like I need to stop doing this before it becomes something we can never return from. I just want to be his mom. His normal mom again but I can't stop thinking about this. He's been gone for an hour and I just want to go into his room and touch him again. I'm a mother that has made her son cum twice I feel like I've failed |
I sucked a photographer's cock with my twin sister for free shots. | This was back before the iphone and my sister and I were in the scene at the time. This meant wearing over the top emo fashion, going to shows all the time and most importantly a dream of becoming models. We were both flat chested with big asses, which was not at all a popular look at the time. Luckily being identical twins made us appealing enough to get some attention, but never enough to get close to a band or start modeling.
One day my sister told me she met a photographer who wanting to do a shoot with us. I was naturally excited and practiced my best edgy/cool faces in the mirror all week. When I got to the photographer's house everything was pretty normal, he seemed like a cool guy and he showed us some of his other work.
When we started the shoot, and posed as he gave us directions. It started simple, he told my sister to bite her lip or for me to act sexy. After a few more shots he told us to get in our bras and panties. It was a little bit uncomfortable but my sister seemed fine with it so I just followed suit.
The photographer kept on telling us we needed to be sexier and to touch each other more. We're pretty close so it was a bit fun to slap each other's asses or pretend to lick my sister's face. Then he told us to take our bras off and I froze, but my sister just did it. It wasn't like her to be so wild but I started to doubt myself. I started to think that I might have been being a prude or unprofessional, so I did the same.
The photographer continued to take photos of us while giving us direction. The next thing I know my sister was sucking on my nipples. That's when I saw that the photographer was grabbing his dick through his pants as he took the pictures. Almost as soon as I noticed he said "okay, now it's time to suck my dick".
I was ready to walk out of the place but after seeing both his and my sister's reactions I got confused. My sister admitted to me that in exchange for the photos she offered to suck his dick with me. Maybe it was because I felt guilty for wasting his time, or like I was screwing over my sister with our careers (btw, not a model today) but I agreed to it.
Now I was on my knees next to my twin sister taking turns sucking his cock. The whole time he groaned and took photos while giving us direction. He made us lick his balls, deep throat and finally kiss while he jerked off onto our faces. After he finished he took more pictures of us while we waited to wash his cum off of our faces.
Surprisingly he actually gave us the photos, but as I mentioned earlier they didn't help at all become models. A few years later the scene was completely dead and we all had phones that could take the same quality of photos we gave him a blowjob for. We're both married now and I still haven't told my husband about this, it's just to humiliating. |
[m/s] My (39F) mother and I (25) are getting married. Update | please forgive me if my post is a bit frantic, but know that I am not having the best time right now. Right about now you can probably guess that things did not go to well. Let me tell you what happened.
I decided to make the last post so that I could get some clarity on my next course of actions. Please keep in mind that all this happened in the span of about a day. I wrote the post and when I woke up I had a few replies, basically telling me what my gut was already telling me. After reading the post I tried lovingly to wake up my mother, instead I got the cold shoulder. I could tell she was upset and beginning to suspect something was up.
My fiancé Emily and I fuck like rabbits, so we rarely miss a night of sex. I haven't been having sex with her for the past 3 days. I loved sex with her, she had a nice body, average sized boobs, short curly hair. She was tight and she basically had a perfect sleeve around my cock. The best part was her blowjobs. I could tell you that she was experienced with the techniques she used to snatch my soul. It wasn't that I was not attracted to her or that I didn't want to sleep with her. I just couldn't, it didn't feel right.
But I digress. I got out of bed and got ready for the day. I have a tech job so I can work from home, but I like my hygiene. After I get ready I checked on my son and changed him. I placed him back in his crib and got to work, but in the back of my head all I could think about is Emily.
After about thirty minutes I hear the door slam behind me and at that point I knew I was in deep shit. She never did that before. She was sending me a message and I heard it loud and clear. I texted her, asking her if she was okay. She replied that everything is fine, but I knew she was lying, at this point I was stressed. I couldn't think straight. I decided to call my company and tell them I was sick and I took the day off.
I opened up my computer and went to reddit, trying to research about incest and people who had other experiences. But really this was me trying to come to grips with the truth. I closed my computer and went to hold my son in my hands, thinking about how or when I was going to break the news to my faience.
After Emily got home I had some small talk with her. I asked how work was, asked if anything new happened and she was acting weird by giving short answers. She then brushed me off by saying she was going to prepare dinner and she wanted to be left alone. I accepted at sat on the couch going through my phone, scrolling through reddit and other social media, while glance at her from the kitchen.
After she finished dinner she asked me if I wanted a plate. I ways pretty hungry since I was kind of not eating due to the stress. When I sat down and began eating I started to notice her glance at my phone. I thought it was strange, I thought maybe she knew something on my phone about the reddit post I made. I swallowed the food in my mouth and asked her point blank. "Is something wrong?" She paused for a moment and picked up my phone without asking.
"You mind if I go through your phone?" I was confused, now keep in mind at this moment I pretty sure she saw my reddit post. So I asked her why.
"Just because. It isn't a problem is it? If you're not hiding anything then you have nothing to worry about." Not her exact words, but close enough. I was extremely nervous so I told her no. If she saw my post then I wanted her to tell me. I wasn't going to blurt it out if she didn't know. Wrong move, she was now extremely angry at me. she went ballistic and essentially accused me of cheating on her.
I had backed myself into a corner, so I had to tell her. Which I did. I told her everything. Once I told her she left the room and locked herself in the bathroom. After she came out she told me that she need space and that she was going to sleep on the couch instead of in our bed. I understood and I went to sleep.
once I woke up I looked to the couch to see how she was doing and to my surprise she was gone. I checked my phone to see if she left a message, nothing. I assumed she left to go to work and didn't tell me. I understood since it makes senses she would need time to process what was going on.
Seeing that she wasn't at home I decided to check on our son so I could change him. At this point no one could have prepared me for the moment I find my child gone. I frantically tried to dial her phone and see if she took our son. It kept ringing, but she never picked up.
I wanted to go to her work and see if she was there, but I don't even know what I would say. "hey can you tell me where my mother is? I think she took our son." I need help. What should I do? |
“Accidentally” getting a guy I liked to walk in on me while masturbating in college [FM] | I (20 at the time) hadn’t been very promiscuous in high school and the first part of college. Some drunken make outs, a few hooks ups, a little just the tip with my HS boyfriend and a couple of others… Maybe it was my wild roommate sophomore year (lots of drugs and I walked in on her having sex in the middle of the day multiple times and she didn’t mind one bit that I saw) but I had a huge crush on a friend of mine and was feeling bold. I wasn’t used to having to make the first move but it seemed like, despite some very flirty convos, he was keeping me in the friend zone.
One late afternoon, he messaged me that he was going to swing by to borrow my Spanish textbook again. I had already been lazily laying around in my bed, in a thong, watching reruns and lightly playing with myself. Got the wild idea to “not see his message” and see if I could tempt him into something more. I pulled out my little vibrator, slipped my thong off and got on my hands and knees, with my ass roughly towards the door. [A few mins later, while I’m lightly rubbing my clit, he barges on in…](https://imgur.com/a/bHJzyfn)
I immediately froze. Yes, it’s what I was hoping for but in the moment, I turned completely red and after a second or two tried to jump under the covers. I was in the position long enough for him to get a very clear view…
He did what just about every other guy I know would do… He froze, stammered something along the lines of “oh shit! Fuck, sorry!” and slowly backed out the door and closed it.
He messaged almost right away and was very apologetic. I didn’t tell him it was on purpose (that happened later) but the convo did get flirty right away. We ended up hooking up a week later and dated for a little before I kinda lost feelings for him and we went back to being friends. |
I (19F) had to stay silent while fuck buddy made me cum as he chatted to his mum. |
So for as long as I’ve been sexually active I’ve had a bit of a fantasy. Basically I love the idea of fucking a guy whilst trying to stay quiet or else we’d get caught. There’s some extra bits of that fantasy but that’s the gist.
I was round a fwb house, he’s an absolute Greek god, toned body, beautiful cock, fuckboy curly hair etc. I’m at his, servicing his cock in reverse cowgirl and moaning like a slut when we hear the front door unlock and his mum enter the house. They’re a shouty family so she basically yells to check if he’s in and he yells back totally normally like I’m not there. I had been getting pretty close to cumming and had frozen when the door opened and bit down on some piled bedsheets in front of me.
This guy, now having a full convo with his mum puts a hand on each of my hips and starts moving me up and down on his cock. I can’t protest quietly and, like I said this is my fantasy, it got me so hot and wet it was all I could do not to have a shaking screaming orgasm that instant.
This guy is legit chatting about the weather as he starts thrusting up into me as well as controlling my hips. In between shouts down to his mum he’s whispering things like “keep going slut”, “don’t you dare cum”. This continues for like 5 mins before I can’t hold it, I’d been on the edge for what felt like an eternity and came so so hard on his shaft it was blissful, I buried my face in the bed and let it out as one long breath out.
He pulled my limp fish body off of him, sat on the edge of his bed, had me kneel at his feet inbetween his legs so he could watch my head bob in his mirror as I sucked his cock. His and his mums shouting convo didn’t break pace throughout this. After a couple mins he stood up and plastered my face with a thick jet of cum. For his turn he let out his orgasm as a brutish grunt.
As soon as he came down from his orgasm he stepped to the side and pulled on a pair of jeans and just walked out. I just stayed there, naked, face covered in cum for like 40 mins until I could hear her leave. He came back into the room, checked if I was still wet (I’d started touching myself again), stripped and climbed back into me missionary and we went again barely 30 seconds after she left.
Hope u all enjoyed xx |
[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 457. I met Patrick's girlfriend. | As I sat in front of my vanity mirror, pinning my hair back tightly, my pupils focused, and my blood ran cold. I was wearing all black and gold business attire and felt authoritative and solemn. Patrick has had quite a few girlfriends, but this is the first one since he and I began our special relationship. She sounds like a lovely girl but as the matriarch of this family, I am difficult to impress.
The time for her to arrive was minutes away and I went to the patio and sat at a table. I poured a splash of good scotch and placed it, a crystal ashtray and my cigarettes and lighter in front of me. I sipped my drink slowly as I waited.
I felt like a powerful lioness whose cub was about to present his potential mate to be to garner my approval.
As the glass door opened, I stood, and Patrick walked her to me and introduces us. She is in her mid-twenties, fairly tall but with a nice body and long wavy black hair. She appears to be Chilean, and she is obviously educated and quite pretty.
I asked them to take a seat.
Offering her a drink, she declined but Patrick retrieved them each a bottle of water from the bar. He was more nervous than she was. I slid one of my black papered clove cigarettes from the box and offered her one. She politely declined. For a moment, we sat in an awkward silence until Patrick picked up my silver lighter and gave his mother a gentlemanly light. His girlfriend appeared a bit surprised by that, but was silent regarding it.
"Patrick, go check on dinner." I said flatly.
He got up and I asked her a few standard questions. Patrick knew to leave us alone for a few minutes. When I offered her a hard seltzer, she accepted and soon we were chatting casually even though she appeared a bit intimidated. She confidently answered my questions as I sipped my powerful libation and methodically tapped my ashes. This young woman reminds me a bit of myself.
The three of us ate together on the patio and she insisted on helping do dishes and clear the table. To my surprise, she brought a mango cheesecake that she had made. This is a good way to impress a mom.
She is from a good family, thoughtful, intelligent and gainfully employed. After she left, I told Patrick that I approve. He looked like a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulders.
I allowed him to call her and say goodnight before coming to my bed and fucking me like a good son. He spent the night in my bed, naked and ready to keep Mommy satisfied.
Some of you will ask, and no, I will not try to seduce Patrick's girlfriend. He has chosen her, and I respect that. She will never know about my incestuous relationship with him, and that relationship will continue.
**My sons are 27 and 22. Just because your mom flirted once, does not mean she is going to have sex with you.** |
[M/s] A Surprise Encounter Online (update) | So, if you haven’t read my first post please do for full context. Long story short, I was video chatting online with strangers, found a woman, we began playing together, realized it was my mom. She saw my face, she knows she was playing with me but I’m unsure if she knows that I knew it was her.
So our video chat happened on Friday, and we had planned on doing dinner Sunday. she texted me Sunday morning about still being on for dinner. We texted back and forth till we settled on a place. I drove over to pick her up. I went inside and sat on the couch while I waited. she came out in a cute dress, jean jacket, and heels. Now my mom is definitely curvy, but shes been working hard. Shes gotten into good shape. Wide hips, and like I mentioned she has very big breasts. She was a little dressed up then usual, not like dressed up dressed up but more than our usual dinner.
“Wow, you look great. Special occasion?” I asked her.
“I havent been out or on a date in awhile so I wanted to enjoy so shut up.” She said with a smile.
I smiled and led her out the door. We drove to a restaurant, it was an Italian place. We chatted over dinner, nothing out of the ordinary, about jobs, what we’ve been up to, etc. She’d been drinking wine and I had whiskey. We finished up dinner and stop at a bar near the restaurant. We ordered drinks, and sat in a little booth. I was on edge waiting to see if she’d ask about Omegle.
After awhile our conversation had steered toward relationships. I’d asked her if she’d been seeing any men, she said she hadnt for some time unfortunately, but she loved that we were out on a little date together. She asked if I had been seeing anyone so I decided to try and see if she’d admit anything.
Me: No I haven’t really been seeing anyone. Just chatting with some people.
Her: oh? Like on your dating apps or what?
Me: online. I’ve met some older women.
Her: really? Older women? I never knew you liked older women.
Me: yeah I mean they’re comfortable in their bodies and say what they mean or want. Its really nice.
Her: wow. So where are you meeting these women online?
Me: just on some adult sites, reddit, and on Omegle.
Her: Omegle? I’ve heard of that. Are you on there a lot?
Me: sometimes, tends to be a lot of guys jerking off but there are hot ladies on there too. Plus you can put interests down so hopefully it’ll help you match with someone with similar interests.
Her: Oh really? And you aren’t one of these guys jerking off? (She laughed and mimicked a jerk off motion)
Me: if I match with right lady (i said laughing)
Her: so what do you put in for similar interests?
Me: well its tough because if you were to put in something general like idk “flirting” or “tits and ass” you’ll end up getting a lot of guys that have similar interests so its best to be specific.
Her: so what are your specifics?
Me: well I’ve found when i put in “mature” or “OWYM” they can work well.
Her: whats OWYM?
Me: Older Woman, Younger Man.
Her: Oh I see (giving me a smile) I’m sure those older women eat you up on there.
Me: they seem to enjoy me haha
We continue conversing awhile, maybe light flirting but nothing too serious. we finish our drinks and I take her home. She thanked me for a fun “date” and said lets do it again soon. As she was walking back in she looked back and said, “be careful with those old ladies online!” Smiling as she went inside.
now I’m like I need to get on Omegle and see if I can match with her again. So I get home, have another drink, grab my laptop laying in bed with a tv show on. I’m kinda drunk, on omegle but watching the tv. I put “mature” and “OWYM” in my interests and searched. I was on for an hour and basically only guys. Another 20 minutes goes by and at this point I’m getting ready to just log off and jerk off to porn. Maybe she fell asleep or just wasn’t going to get on.
But, after a few more skips, I see it again, the pink/white robe from our first video chat. I can only see her lips and basically her breasts. I’m similar you can see my mouth and my chest. It immediately jolts me up and I sit up and start typing.
Me: hey stranger!
Her: well look who it is. How are you sweetie
Me: i’m good thanks, kinda drunk, glad I ran into you again.
Her: me too, I’d hoped I’d run into you again.
Me: oh yeah? Whys that..
Her: well.. I missed that young body. And that yummy thick cock (she smiles playing with her robe)
Me: I missed those yummy busty tits.. how big are they if I may ask?
Her: (slightly undoing her robe showing off her clevage.) I’m glad you like them. Im a 36 G.
Me: fuck me.. wow. (I take off my shirt)
Her: good boy.. touch that young cock.. I wanna get it throbbing.
She undos her robe opening it up. Revealing her massive tits covered by a black lace type bra. She pushed her laptop farther away from her to reveal a matching pair of black lace panties she was also wearing. I could see she was in her bed, I recognized the headboard.
Her: do you like young man?
Me: mmm I do very much.. (i back my camera up a bit to show her my tight see through boxer briefs)
Her: oh fuck yes.. look at that. Pull it out for me baby.. i wanna watch you stroke
She drops her robe and starts to grab her huge tits, squeezing them. I slowly remove my underwear showcasing my cock. She removes her bra exposing her lucious tits, big areolas and hard nipples. My cock immediately jumps as I grab hold of it and start stroking slowly. She bites her lip watching me. Touching the outside of her panties rubbing herself.
Me: take them off.. I wanna watch you play too..
She grabs the sides of her panties and puts her legs straight up. She slides her panties off as I start stroking faster. Her fingers immediately start to rub her clit gently at first but picking up the pace fast, she was already wet. Her large breasts bounce as she fingers herself deeper. She turns around and gets into doggystyle while shes rubbing. Her nice round ass started to send me over the edge. I rub my balls as I stroke, getting so close.
Me: oh fuck, im close
She turns around and puts her mouth up to the camera, tongue out and squeezes her tits together. I stroke faster until I release, another massive orgasm shoots out of me. It won’t stop cumming, it covers my stomach. I see her biting her lip watching my cum secrete out of me.
Me: holy shit..
Her: good boy. You were all pent up. Did some young girl get you excited earlier?
Me: no it wasn’t a young girl.
Her: oh? Wonder who it could’ve been. that was fun lets do that again, I had fun on our date. :)
She turned her screen off. My eyes went wide as she just acknowledged that we both had played together, and gone on the date together. So now she’s saying we both know what just happened. I couldn’t believe it had happened again. Was she wearing the black lace on our date? It left me with a lot of questions and some very horny thoughts. |
[F/d] I(53) saw my daughter(32) after breastfeeding Update 11 | Friday I told Haley I'm in love with her. She broke down crying and told me she's in love with me too. We laid in bed holding each other and I let her cry it all out. She'd been wanting to say it since before my injury but it felt wrong to say it to me. She initiated so much of what we were doing and she felt bad for falling in love with me, she felt like it was her fault for teasing me with her body and she felt she was leading me on and developed feelings knowing we could never be publicly together.
I did my best to calm her down and urged her not to feel that way. I'm her father, if anyone is to blame for the situation it's me. I held her and reassured her none of this was her fault. I felt bad and got a little teary eyed. I hate seeing my daughter in distress and its worse because it was my fault this time. We talked for a long time and let out everything we had been holding back once there was a break in her tears. Neither wanted the other to feel any guilt over the situation, we both blamed ourselves for everything.
Haley told me that since I'd moved in she had never felt so nurtured and supported and loved, even before anything sexual happened. I would drop everything at the drop of a hat if she needed something. I did more than her ex-husband had done without a single complaint. That's how I am with my kids, they come before me. Whatever they need I'm there, doesn't matter that they're adults, I'm still their father. But Haley was saying I was so attentive and engaged with everything going on, there wasn't splitting up duties like with her ex. The only thing she had to always do was breastfeed, but that can't be helped. Feeling so loved and appreciated just for being her was something she felt like she didn't have as much in her marriage.
Then when the sexual feelings developed, it compounded everything. She said she felt like I was looking at her like she was a piece of meat sometimes and it turned her on to be desired like that. I've said before how she feels about herself. She's curvy and still has some babyfat on her. Her huge breasts help but she hasn't felt super confident about her body in a while. Seeing my caveman reaction to her body got her juices flowing and she had started fantasizing about me when she would touch herself. She felt bad because her mind would think "why isn't he my kid's father. Why couldn't I have fucked him instead." When she started thinking like that, it really messed her up. Hayley said she felt like that after the third time we had phone sex. After we hung up she had cried in her bed, she wanted to call me and tell me to come to her room.
She also revealed that almost every time we had phone sex, after we hung up she would cry. She didn't want to push our relationship further when she knew it could never be a normal public healthy relationship. She would wake up so excited to see me every day and when she was alone in bed it broke her heart wishing I was there with her.
It tore my heart to shreds hearing what Haley had been going through. I had all these things running through my head but had no idea it was that much worse for her. And I felt even worse over how I pulled away from her when I first was injured. I apologized and begged her to forgive me for that. She told me I didn't have to apologize for that but she appreciates it. I told her how I felt and how I almost told her I loved her before that. I told her I've never felt about anyone how I feel about her, including her mother.
We discussed what our relationship could be. Her brother doesn't live around here but he flies down for some holidays. We would have to hide everything from him too. It was rough but being so close to her like that and looking at a possible future with her felt like it brought us closer, even though the outlook was bleak it still felt like hope or something.
Haley asked me to spend the night in her room and we made love for the first time. Because of my torn ACL she had to get on top. I wish I was mobile and could have really shown her how beautiful I think she is, but it was still perfect. Her pussy was heaven. Hayley's perfect curvy body riding me was everything I had imagined. I licked her sweat off her neck between sucking the milk from her breasts. It was a powerful experience, Hayley was teary eyed and telling me she loved me when she had her orgasm. I stared into her eyes and she repeated she loved me as I came inside her. We kissed after and explored each other's sweaty bodies with our hands till I was hard again, I fingered her until she was close and she got back on top. She had her orgasm then sucked my dick till I came in her mouth. We slept for a bit after that, I woke up around 2 am to use the bathroom. When I got back in bed I moved the bed too much and woke up Hayley, I kissed her neck and laid my head down to get some sleep but her hand reached around to stroke my dick. We 69ed then slept the rest of the night.
The rest of the weekend we made love five more times. A lot less tears all the other times. That first night was so heavy emotionally and physically exhausting, Saturday we were both wiped out.
Having only one good leg is a big problem. I'm so physically limited right now its driving me crazy. Hayley riding feels so fucking good, but I feel like as a man I need to be able to take charge of the situation and make her cum. I have a talented mouth but it's not the same as laying her on her back and making her feel like she is the most beautiful and the most important woman in the world.
I'm not sure what the future of our relationship will be. I love that we finally had sex and are getting even closer. I'll keep you all updated as things progress. |
Forever Hung (Part 20) [sci-fi] [slow burn] [all characters over 21] [MFF] [voyeur] | I closed my book and carried it with me into the hallway. I walked toward the east wing. I listened carefully outside a door, and hearing no one inside, I turned the knob and crept into the professor’s study.
The door to his bedroom was closed. Glancing about, my eyes fell on the statue of Clara, the body I now knew.
I drew the blinds as tightly as possible, then sat in the professor’s desk chair and wheeled myself into a discreet corner behind a ficus. Too dark to see, I illuminated my book with my cellphone light. And I sat, and I read, and I waited.
I read close to fifty pages. Essays about the electrification of the Chicago River. About century-old litter left on the peak of Mount Everest. About an abandoned hotel on the outskirts of the Uyuni Salt Flat. And I began to suspect my hunch was wrong.
But at last the hallway door creaked open. I killed my light, closed the book. I saw a figure tiptoe into the study. Two figures. The door closed behind them and there was only darkness. Silence, the creaking of floorboards, then a knock.
“Professor?” Madison said softly.
A befuddled “yes?” through the door.
One half of the door slid open, as if by itself, and through it I could see the professor standing in a smoking jacket and pajamas by a wash basin with a toothbrush in his mouth. I could see his bed, the lit fireplace, and thanks to a standing mirror on the far wall I could see his window, his seaside watercolor, and even the doorway through which I sat. Indeed, I could make out the entire bedroom.
So I saw from two angles as Madison appeared in the doorway. Her underwear was simple, but effective—a pair of cotton hipsters and matching balconette, both the pastel orange of a summer cantaloupe. Her hair was pinned up and delicately braided around the back, a few strands hanging purposely loose in front, and she wore a pair of pure white socks pulled up over her knees. Madison was, of course, a decade younger than the professor’s wife, and the outfit seemed specifically chosen to emphasize her youth.
She slipped one leg into the bedroom, caressing her thigh as she straddled the doorframe.
“Madison,” the professor said wearily.
The door’s other half slid open, also as if by magic, and her double emerged into the light. She wore a honeydew-colored version of the same outfit, but her hair was cut to shoulder length and hung, parted to one side, in loose ringlets. I expected her to straddle the opposite doorframe, but she instead pressed herself against Madison’s backside, looking at the professor as she gently kissed the back of Madison’s neck.
I had no way of knowing what effect this had on the professor, but I certainly felt the effect it had on me.
But his first thought was scientific. “You built a transistor?” The professor asked.
“All by myself,” Madison said. The double looked down. She made some slight adjustments to Madison’s bra straps, straightened her panties.
“You’re so good at moving independently, aren’t you professor?” she said. “I’m still struggling. It’s easy to do the same action with both bodies.” Madison turned to face her double. They wrapped their arms around each other. They kissed, tilting their heads one way, then the other, offering quick glimpses of their swirling tongues.
“But if I try to do two different things…”Madison continued. Her double walked over to the professor’s bed and laid back flat, sliding her hands inside her honeydew panties, the fabric rising and falling in time with the fingers beneath. From my seat I stared straight down her spread legs; in the mirror I saw her resting cleavage. All this as Madison sauntered toward the professor. She pressed herself against his hesitant body. She slipped a cantaloupe strap from her shoulder. She circled a toe, the soft cotton of the sock, across the professor’s bare foot.
“If I try to do different things,” Madison cupped her hand against the professor’s groin, “it gets harder.”
I saw him swallow.
“Can you help me practice?”
“Miss Lounds, please,” he said. “I’m with my wife.”
“That’s just what I mean! Multi-tasking.” She leaned in. She tilted his head to watch her double as she kissed the side of his neck. “Are you fucking her right now?”
“That’s not…”
“Is she going down on you?” She took him by the hands and walked backwards toward the bed. “Are you going to cum in her mouth if we go down on you?”
Madison sat the professor on the edge of the bed. She climbed behind him on her knees, removing his jacket, as her double straddled his lap. Her cleavage hovered beneath his chin. She leaned forward, but instead of kissing the professor, she kissed Madison over his shoulder, grinding gently against him as they moaned into each other's mouths.
“I can’t…”
Madison pulled him back down onto the bed and threw her leg over his face. She unbuttoned his shirt as she kissed her double.
“This is easy,” she said, opening his shirt. “Both bodies kissing. Both of *my* bodies grinding different parts of *your* body. Both bodies unhooking the other’s bra.” They let each fall to the bed. From where I sat, their perfect triangle, I saw the girls’ nipples grow hard as they brushed against their mirror pair.
“But this…” Madison’s double reached down and tugged his pants below his waist. He was only semi-erect, a fact I attribute, even at his age, to an incredible resistance, a miraculous mental devotion to his wife. The double stroked him with both hands, breaking lips with Madison only long enough to let an orb of their shared spit drip onto his growing cock. When, despite his best efforts, he inevitably rose, Madison’s double held her panties to one side and eased herself down, the tight cunt I knew so well.
“This is harder,” Madison said. She leaned back on her arms, sliding her pelvis back and forth across the professor’s mouth as her double began riding him up and down.
From here the professor began to surrender to his good fortune. His hands started to explore their bodies. Madison’s abdomen, her double’s ass. Madison’s breasts, her double’s thigh. He slipped a finger inside each of their mouths. He arched his neck and rolled his pelvis. Then he rolled onto his side, both girls giggling as they fell against the mattress. He tugged at the cantaloupe panties, buried his face against the honeydew, they soon became a tangle of bodies punctuated only by four tall, white socks, and it was clear they wouldn’t be done before dark.
At which point I realized my own precarious situation. With the sliding doors open, I was trapped. If I tried to leave the darkened safety of my corner, I'd step into the light cast by the bedroom. Worse still: if ,when they finished at last, they reclined on the bed to catch their breath, they’d all be facing the open doorway, where any movement on my part, no matter how slight, might be noticed in the placid, post-coital lull.
I waited for an opportunity to sneak away, but there was rarely a moment when at least one of them wasn’t facing the doorway. Madison’s double, sitting on the headboard, the professor's head between her legs. The professor, thrusting against one of the girls—I’ve no idea which—as they made out, one atop the other. Madison, her head dangling over the bed, squeezing her breasts as she went down on herself.
At last, the girls laid the professor on his back, his feet toward the doorway. They shuffled toward him on their knees across the mattress, their backs to me. Madison’s double took his cock in her hand, sliding it against her palm.
“This is what I really wanted to practice,” Madison said.
She leaned down and took him into her mouth, her lovely braid bobbing up and down. Then she sat up, held his cock upright, and her double bent over. Her blonde curls draped and swayed.
They stopped taking turns. Madison leaned over and her two mouths shared him in ways I could only imagine, for all I could see was the occasional crest of a head over the shapely ridge of their fair, abutting bottoms.
I emerged from my corner, hastened through the firelight beam, and returned to my room. |
[GM/gs] I want to have a deep romantic relationship with my grandmother but I'm afraid of rejection? | Throwaway. I (22m) her (60f) have known one another since I was about 10. My mother married her son. We bonded when I was young but became very distant and bitter towards one another once I was about 16. It wasn't until my mom passed in 2020 that we actually saw one another after years.
Shamefully, while she was holding me and I cried, I got erect. I was pressing my dick against her body and she didn't move. I slid my hands from her back and held her ass. It probably stayed like that for an hour.
To add some context, my 16 year old brother lives with her. Her husband has severe dementia and is getting worse by the day.
Since the funeral, she always makes sure to hug me before I leave, and I get hard. She always pressed her crotch against mine. Then, in front of the family and her husband, she started kissing my neck during the hugs. I don't know how much anyone has really noticed. I mean I feel like on one hand it could appear to be grandmotherly love to them. The last time we hugged like that we both had each others hands around our hips and we kissed on the lips, although I was the one who initiated it. Albeit a short amount of time, it made me feel ecstatic.
She's also offered me to stay the night countless times which makes me more confident she wants me considering how erotic our interactions are. We don't get much alone time since I'm always showing up to see my brother. She and I are hanging out on my birthday just by ourselves. I think I'm really interested in her. Is it morally wrong? We're not related but still.
And then what if she rejects me? How do I handle the situation from there, do I explain it was a big misunderstanding and laugh it off? I just feel like it could go extremely bad if I get rejected. Any advice?
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The tears in Katie’s eyes clouded her vision. She had just gotten home when she had gotten the message from a friend. Her best friend Karlie was betraying her. Despite the upbeat look of her university cheerleading uniform, her emotions flooded her brain and she simply wanted to be with her family. Specifically, she wanted to be with her stepdad, Mark. Mark was always supportive and understanding. Katie calmed down enough to stop crying and brushed the light brown hair from her green eyes. She tucked it behind her ear and entered her house.
Katie moved towards the house’s interior where she could hear Mark grunting. She figured he was working out and that was usually a good time to talk with him. She rounded the corner to where the sounds were coming from and saw her best friend Karlie with her head buried in Mark’s crotch. He had his entire cock down her throat. Mark was standing over Karlie’s blonde hair and bucking his hips into Katie’s best friend’s face. Karlie’s cheer top was lying on the floor, but she was still wearing the same skirt as Katie although she had it flipped up so she could rub her bald pussy with the spit that slid down from her tits to her cunt. The pair hadn’t noticed Katie even come in the room. Katie was frozen for a moment as well, not expecting the sight of her best friend being face fucked by her stepdad to greet her.
The emotions came flooding back instantly seeing the embodiment of the betrayal before her eyes. Anger took over as she watched Karlie’s blond ringlets stream through her stepdad’s fingers. Standing with his back to her, Mark had no idea Katie was there.
“What the fuck?!? How could you betray me like this?” yelled Katie to her best friend. Mark was startled and confusedly turned to furrow his brow at Katie as he stopped humping Karlie’s face. Karlie too, leaned to the side as she let a large amount of spit fall down her chin and onto her perky c-cup breasts. She saw Katie standing in the doorway seething in anger.
“What’s wrong with you? I’m just giving your stepdad a blowjob. I’ve done it dozens of times,” Karlie calmly stated before centering herself with Mark’s hard and wet member in front of her face again and then resuming sucking on his cock. It only served to incense Katie more. She marched over to the side of the fellatio fun and accusingly pointed at her best friend.
“You are seriously going to sit there and blow my stepdad and pretend you have no idea what’s wrong?” Katie raged.
“Katie, you are shaking with rage. What kind of stress is this?” Mark asked while Karlie quickly switched to sucking his balls and stroking his cockhead.
“Because my best friend has decided to hurt me in one of the worst ways possible,” whined Katie as Karlie had returned to sucking Mark’s cock properly.
“I think there could be a misunderstanding here,” Mark offered as Karlie started twisting her head and hands in opposite directions before spitting on Mark’s cock and then bobbing again. Katie’s anger flashed at Mark now but the mere suggestion of possibly being slightly wrong paused Katie briefly. In that brief pause Karlie pulled her lips from Mark’s cock with an audibly wet pop.
“It might be easier to talk if I ride you,” Katie said looking up at Mark and stroking his shaft.
“Good idea,” Mark agreed and sat on the couch. He slouched down to provide a less inclined base for Karlie.
“Are we going to ignore the obvious and continued betrayal by my best friend?” asked Katie incredulously.
Karlie was in between Mark’s legs and then leaned back to use her hands on his chest. He held her hips as she lifted her feet onto his knees to ride him reverse cowgirl style so she could face Katie.
“Give me a second, Katie,” Karlie huffed as she reached under her body to find and guide Mark’s rock hard and throbbing cock into her warm depths. “There…mmm…” she hummed as the head slid in and she sank her hips down letting his spear part her soft flesh. Beginning a steady up and down, riding Katie’s stepdad’s dick up her sweet pussy.
“I…huh…haven’t…huh…betrayed…huh…you,” Karlie huffed riding Mark.
“I have all the evidence right here!” Katie protested.
“Oh fuck this is a great cock,” Karlie moaned quickly shuddering in orgasm.
“Stop ignoring the obvious. You are the worst friend,” Katie spat at Karlie.
“Why do you think I beat you here?” Karlie asked stopping her riding. Mark took her inaction as his go signal and started rocketing his cock up into Karlie. “Ohhh fuuuuck!” she moaned throwing her head back.
“Cause you wanted to rub it in my face!” Katie accused. “While our assistant coach selected Maria and I to give him his usual rimjob and blowjob after practice, I saw you talking to Coach Stenson while you pushed Ashley’s head down on his cock. You used her mouth and probably your dirty words to steal being cheer captain from me. I told you for the last two years I have wanted, dreamed about, and practiced to be cheer captain! And you stole it from me,” Katie accused with sobbing tears rolling down her reddened cheeks.
Mark had stopped pumping and Karlie sank her hips down to bury his cock inside her pussy.
“Hold on, he’s cumming,” Karlie said to her best friend. Karlie leaned forward to watch Mark’s balls tighten and his cock pulse as she felt the first ropes of cum fill her cunt. “That’s it. Yeah baby. Fill this tight, little, cheerleader pussy with your cum. Pump it deep inside me,” Karlie cooed as she gyrated her hips slightly to help milk the last ropes. Even Katie’s tear streaked face was staring as the pulsing cock of her stepfather filled her best friend. "It feels so good when a cock creams my tight little holes," Karlie told Mark with a wiggle of her hips.
Once Mark finished, Karlie put her feet on the ground and lifted off of his cock. She took a few steps to her best friend. Cum freely ran down her thighs as she approached Katie, still blubbering and holding her own hands. Karlie got close and wrapped Katie in an embrace, pressing her tits against her friend’s chest.
“Coach Stenson called me into the office to ask if I wanted to be co-captains with you of the cheer team. I was pushing on Ashley’s head to force her deeper on Coach’s cock to be polite. How rude would it have been of me not to enhance Coach’s blowjob?” Katie explained to Karlie.
“Really?” Katie questioned.
“Yes. Coach said he would text you later,” Karlie said returning to Mark to suckle the cum off his cock. As if on cue, Katie’s phone dinged. Sure enough it was Coach Stenson naming her and Karlie co-captains of the university cheerleading squad. He wanted his new captains to report an hour before practice to learn the new pre-practice double blowjob routine. Katie’s heart leapt in relief and then sank at the realization of what she had accused her best friend of.
“You good, girlfriend?” Karlie asked Katie.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m so sorry,” Katie mumbled looking up to see Karlie leading her stepdad by the hand to the stairs.
“Hey where are you going?” Katie called. Karlie stopped and turned to answer.
“We thought you were going to take longer so Mark and I had this whole plan. After pumping a load in my pussy, I asked him if he could film me drinking his piss. After that he wanted to fuck my ass in the warm shower. Kinda be a waste of plans to not complete those things,” Karlie told her friend before turning to continue leading Katie’s stepdad upstairs.
Katie was left alone with her thoughts and feelings. Trying to contain her elation but also figure out how to make up to Katie and Mark. She felt alone and vulnerable and foolish at that moment.
“Hey Katie!” Mark called from upstairs. “Do you want to join us?” her stepdad asked. “I’ll fuck your ass too and Karlie says you can join her in the video if you want.”
Katie practically leapt out of her seat. “Yeah!” she called up as she scurried upstairs. “I’m so lucky to have a stepdad who gets me,” she thought to herself as she hastily ascended the stairs.
End
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My first time | I was a 18 year old virgin, before this happened. One night when me and one of my guy friends got too drunk, i got onto the topic of being a virgin, he was shocked! He replied “well if you wanna change that i’ve got a way” so obviously, i said yes, he’s super hot.. if anyone’s gonna break me in i’d love it to be him..
the next day, i got a text telling me to be at his at 7pm, he also asked if i had any wants or limits, i wanted him to be in full control.
When I got there, as soon as I arrived he took me into his bedroom. We did some kissing ect before he led me face down on the bed and slipped it in. It was the best feeling ever, i don’t know anything about this stuff but he was definitely a decent size. After a few minutes, he let out a loud moan and came inside me! i had no idea that was going to happen.. he stopped and asked me how i liked it and i replied “oh i could do that all day” he turned to me and said “oh good, want more?” of course again i said yes and got back on the bed. Without saying anything, he got back inside me, he felt even bigger this time! i started bouncing up and down on him, once again he filled me with cum. When I turned, it wasn’t him, it was his best friend! “Normally i’d say this is weird but it’s so hot” i moaned.
They flipped me over and we went again, i turned around to see who this was, expecting only a threesome, my friends brother and another guy from my class stood there… Four guys all waiting to fill me, for my first ever time… After the best hour of my life, every guy had filled me at least once, i’d lost count overall but i’d say i had 8-12 loads put inside of me…
I have them all my number and told them to come over whenever they want with whoever they want… I wonder if i’ll get pregnant from this.. it’ll be very hard to know who the dad is after all these lapses, especially if they come back soon and bring other guys.. |
[B/S] Reflection | I’m back! I was struggling to think of good posts to make because sadly my life is not a hallmark college movie. College Life is actually pretty routine. So I decided to turn back the clock and write about the time May and I got to go on an actual date as actual boyfriend and girlfriend.
So, our town is pretty small. It’s not tiny, but it’s small enough that if you go to a restaurant on a busy night, there’s a pretty good chance you’ll run into somebody you know. So because of that we could never be an actual “couple” in case somebody saw us. So, we solved that problem by telling our parents I was going on a camping trip, and dropping May off at a friend’s house. (The friend knew she was going out with a boy, just not who the boy was.) We got reservations at a REALLY nice restaurant about two hours away, and a slightly cheaper hotel in the same town, and ended up bringing along nice clothes in the car, then changing in a grocery store parking lot.
May looked gorgeous. I apologize for the lack of fashion vernacular, but I’ll do my best to describe what she was wearing. She had a pale backless white dress, this gorgeous necklace, and she had her hair down.
I had a suit. All joking aside, she thought I looked very handsome.
When we got to the restaurant it was so amazing not to have to ask for a table in the back. Hell, we were playing footsie in plain view. It was so amazing. Dinner was great, I still remember that steak being incredible.
At the hotel, May pinched my ass when we checked in. Which was weirdly arousing. When we got to the room, we were making out pretty much everywhere. We stripped down and had a nice long bath together while enjoying each other. After the bath we dried each-other off, and again, enjoyed each other. I bet you can guess where this night is going. There were brief moments where I thought we were gonna get a noise complaint (she’s a screamer) , but my fingers in her mouth solved that problem.
All in all, it was the best night of my life. Both in the date part, and the hotel part. I’ll never forget it.
Edit: if you guys have any ideas for posts/questions that I can answer in a pontificatory fashion, let me know! I love meeting everyone. |
Ex-gf calls me over for breakup sex (M25) (F22) | I’m a 25M and she’s a 22F, thick and curvy blonde asian with a small ass and huge tits. She’s super submissive, fertile and breedable. We’ve had some crazy hot sex over the year, but this one is about our break up sex. So, a little back story, me and her broke up a few months back. We’d been dating for about over a year and decided to end things a few months back. We’d still been texting and calling each other back and forth over the weeks but hadn’t seen each other for a while now until finally last weekend, she called me and asked me to come over in the middle of the night. We had both been out for drinks that night, separately of course, so I think we both were a little tipsy. I get to her place and go up to her apartment. She invites me in and proceeds to tell me how upset she’s been ever since the break up and how much she hates me. She proceeds to tell me how she feels about me for the next hour or so. I end up comforting her, we hug it out and then she finally calms down. She asks me to come lie next to her and so we finally lay down on her bed and then I find her hand over my pants feeling me up. She asks me why I’m so hard already and I tell her how I’ve missed her. She tells me how horny she is and proceeds to kiss me while gently stoking my cock getting it harder. I kiss her, slowly at first, but then things get heated and we’re all over each other, I feel her up, grab her ass and bite her lips gently. My hands around her throat as I kiss her harder. She lets out slight moans and starts stroking my cock. She asks me to take my pants off, and the next thing I know, I’m inside her. She spread her legs wide open like a slut and asked me to fuck her missionary. I got on top of her, fucking her missionary, I start of slow, and then proceed to get deeper and harder, kissing her, chocking her and playing with her nipples. She loved that and couldn’t stop moaning like a little slut. I kept going harder and occasionally she would ask me to slow down. We finally got into a good rhythm, and I was pounding her so hard, it was like I was almost hate fucking her, and then she started calling me daddy again and again like she used to. She has major daddy issues and is such a submissive little slut I love it. She begged me to fill her tight pussy up and go harder, all while calling me daddy. She tells me how much she’s missed my cock and how good I fuck her. I used her like a fuck toy and I tell her how much I’ve missed her tight pussy and how badly I want to cum inside her, soon I couldn’t hold it in anymore and told her I’m going to get her pregnant. I had my face buried in her tits and then I proceeded to pump my load inside her. We were fucking raw like we always did and I filled her up like I used to. I made sure it went all the way in until it starts dripping out of her. She fucking loves that shit. She’s such a cum slut for me and it’s so hot. We took a break, got some air, drank some water and then I told her I wasn’t done with her body, and we went right back at it, but this time, I put it in from the back, just like she likes it. It’s her favorite way of getting fucked and it’s my favorite way of fucking her since I get all the control. She laid flat on her tummy, with her ass slightly bent up. I spanked her ass as I entered her from the back, she was already so wet with my cum inside her, dripping out as I went in again. I grabbed her hair so hard, and fucked her like a whore she was. She screamed like a little bitch, but I gave it to her deep and hard, going deeper with each stroke. I don’t think I’ve ever fucked her this hard before, idk what it was, but there was something really wild about the way I was fucking her. I think it was the fact that we hadn’t seen each other in a month, and we just wanted to fuck each other’s brains out. She just laid there with her ass up letting me use her body for one last time, she completely submitted to me and let me own her for the night. She’s always been a slut but that night she showed me how much she liked being fucked like a slut. She kept moaning so loud and asking for it harder, so I grabbed her neck and pushed her face down in the pillows and pounded her ass. I kept pounding her while having her pinned down to the bed. Like a submissive slut she is, she put her hands behind her back for me to hold and fuck her. But instead I pushed her hands away and pressed on her hips, pulled her hair back and started going even harder. She couldn’t take it anymore and she finally started shaking and cumming really hard as a pulled her hair real tight and chocked her with my arms. We fucked for a while, I end up using her mouth and then we fell asleep next to each other, only to be woken up by her trying to play with my dick early in the morning. She started grinding on me and as you could guess, we had intense morning sex where things got even more rough and I fucked her brains out. It was great break up sex, and it felt so good filling her up. I’ll post the morning sex part soon. I’m not the best writer and definitely left out some stuff so feel free to pm me for more details. I’ve got tons of more stories. Maybe I’ll start posting more if people seem to like it. |
She didn't just take my (M23) virginity, she tore it away | I was a virgin at 23. Unlike just about most people that age who still had yet to pop the cherry, I was very much okay with being a virgin. It had little bearing on my life, and I was actually grateful that I didn't really have to deal with all the drama that so often comes with sex (though perhaps that was a rather pessimistic attitude.) At the time, I didn't know if I was just saying that as a means of damage limitation, but I can now say without a doubt that I genuinely felt that way. Don't get me wrong, I did want to lose it, but evidently not so much that I was ever willing to exert more than a soupçon of energy in its pursuit, and that rings true throughout this story. I was very much the object of pursuit, and the whole affair made me realise that secretly, that was precisely how I had always wanted my first experience to be.
To begin with, it was a night not dissimilar from many I've had. I was headed to an event with some friends, nothing too extraordinary. We danced away, spoke about whatever it is moderately drunk Zillennials talk about (yes, I'm too young to be a millennial but I'm also too embarrassed by today's teenagers to call myself a Gen Z, so Zillennial it is.) It must've been around 2 a.m. at this point, so still pretty early. That's when she came up to me. It was quite dark in the venue but, at risk of sounding incredibly clichéd and vomit-inducing, she stuck out like a diamond in the mud. She was short, around 5'2", with shoulder-length, messy brown curly hair (for which I'm a sucker,) and the most emotive face. Her mouth and eyes truly worked in tandem, as if they had a mind of their own, to form the most alluring micro-expressions. She immediately had this knowing smile coupled with a piercing stare when she appeared in front of me, as if she had already decided exactly what she was going to do with me. I suppose she had.
At this point, I didn't really think much of it, despite her beauty. Okay, that's a slight fib. My mind was already flickering through a wealth of scenarios. But I made no move, because what I thought was happening had happened to me innumerable times: a girl would come up to me and then expect me to do the legwork. Excuse me??? Either make your move or leave me to dance in peace, but don't walk up to me expecting me to make a move when it is clearly you who should be making said move! At that point, I would remain staunchly immobile purely out of principle (and spite.) Mini-rant over but I really had to get that one off the chest. Anyhow, it quickly became apparent that that wasn't the situation here. The girl started dancing with me and I was very much happy to reciprocate. The song had barely finished before she was already dragging me to the bar. My friends gave me the how-have-you-managed-that look as I passed them.
Away from the music, we now had the possibility of actually hearing one another. I got her name: Ella. She was extremely flirty right from the go, and she actually bought me a drink. She was wooing me and not even attempting to be subtle about it, which I found both very attractive and emasculating in the best possible way. Yes, that is my way of saying my subby side was kinda loving this.
She was very quick to pry into my dating life, and after a few questions, discerned that I have never had a girlfriend. Then came the question,
"You've had sex though, right?"
Wrong! And I wasn't shy to admit it. Like I said, I wasn't ashamed to be a virgin, so I had no problem telling her. I think she picked up on this straight away because she immediately started teasing me about it, which I'm sure she wouldn't have done if I hadn't been so nonchalant in my response. She told me I was missing out, that I'm a "cute little sunflower," and what a crying shame it was that I had never had the pleasure of experiencing the pinnacle of human sensorial endeavours. Well I thought I'd be bold, so I simply said, "why don't you show me what I'm missing?" Instead of a straight response, she just started teasing me more. "Oh, you'd like that wouldn't you?" and the such. I was actually beginning to get quite worked up, and not in the angry way. It must've permeated my countenance because she was no sooner dragging me back to the dance floor, and no sooner after that shoving her tongue down my throat. I hadn't ever experienced a girl treat me in such a commanding, purposeful manner; she was just having her way with me, and it was incredibly attractive. I'm not sure how long we made out for - some mild fondling notwithstanding - but she eventually told me "I want you now," and led me out by the hand.
We Ubered to her place (she paid again) and thankfully it wasn't too far from the venue. I'm sure the Uber driver was similarly grateful. We were hardly through her door before she had already pounced me, locking her legs around my torso. She was ripping off what little clothing she had on and somehow simultaneously ruffling up my hair with fervour while I stumbled around in the dark. It was clear I wasn't getting anywhere so she had to dismount and drag me by my belt to her bedroom. She looked at me in a way that somehow essentially called me an idiot, or at the very least a buffoon, for whom she's going to teach a lesson. It turned me on even more than I already was. She told me "I'm going to give you a night you'll never forget," before pushing me onto the bed, and boy did she mean it.
She tore my trousers off while I was equal parts fearfully helpless and helplessly aroused. She seemed pleased to see what met her eyes in that she hardly gave herself a chance to savour it before she was enthusiastically taking it in her mouth. She rarely broke eye contact, but I couldn't help intermittently letting my head fall back as her tongue danced over my frenulum, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through my spine. As if by telepathy, she'd deduced that I far prefer tongue play on the sensitive areas rather than deepthroating or throat fucking. I had to push her off pretty quickly because I wasn't going to last two seconds the way she was going. The only reason I even lasted that long in the first place was probably the alcohol in my system. I tried to sit up and take up an active role, but she pushed me down and held me there. What made it especially hot was the fact that her height severely contrasted her controlling behaviour, not to mention the irony that I was being dominated by someone half a foot shorter than me.
The next thing Ella did was climb onto my face, probably the course I was most excited for. My biggest turn on is pleasuring my partner, so I was more than happy to dig into her neatly trimmed pussy. Despite being a virgin, I did still know a thing or two. I teased her as long as I could, biting her thighs and avoiding her clit, before she grabbed me by the hair and literally directed me herself. I have quite long hair so there was a lot to hold onto, and I found it ridiculously hot. I felt like little more than a toy solely for her pleasure. Ella was grinding against my mouth and moaning with the crazed frustration of someone who physically can't get enough (thank goodness she lives alone.) She came once, hard, and pushed me off for a few seconds before the sensitivity had died down enough to let me devour her once more. It wasn't long before her sweet juices were running down my face for a second time, and honestly I would've been so happy to just stay under her and let her use my face all night long, but she had other ideas. I wasn't opposed.
Until now, Ella had been quite tight-lipped, focused on more immediate release. Now that she had that, she switched seamlessly from a fervid frenzy into a vocal sadist as she climbed on top of me. One thing she had done very proficiently since the moment I met her, was subtly create a disparity of power that always placed her above me. Now that her orgasms had been fulfilled, it was me left wanting, and she knew it. She was straight back to teasing me, rubbing her wetness against my cock but not going further. She was equal to any attempt I made to have some kind of say, finding my helplessness highly amusing. She told me that I'm still technically a virgin, and she has all the power over me in this situation. She was right.
"Beg me to take your virginity."
That was her ultimatum. I had no choice. Honestly, humiliation and degradation isn't usually my thing, and I'm more of a bratty sub, but Ella somehow managed to put me in this headspace where I would've done just about anything. So I pleaded with her, and pleaded until she was sufficiently convinced that I meant it. In the end, she was actually quite merciful because she absolutely could've exploited her power far more than she did.
Save for some last minute teasing, she did eventually place herself onto me. With one hand on my shoulder and the other finding its way to the back of my head, grabbing another tuft of my hair and yanking my head back, she rode me without restraint. She moaned with far more gruff than anyone her height had any business having, and I couldn't hold back my moans either. She kept complimenting me which I found really hot because she said it in this way that kind of implied ownership, and I was loving feeling like I was her own personal fuck toy. She also kept rubbing her hand across my torso which feels like quite a small thing but I really love that kind of sensual gesture. It's like everything she did was so calculated and targeted and it did make me realise that her actions were very much geared towards my pleasure despite how it looked. It just made me want to please her even more.
Ella told me to moan her name, and entranced as I was, I obeyed. Moaning her name just made her moan more, and that in turn made me moan more. Soon enough, we were building to a spellbinding climax. She pushed me onto my back one last time and put both hands around my neck and squeezed hard. I could barely breathe, and I was loving it. She kept saying things like I'm hers, and my virginity belongs to her which was so hot. I couldn't even formulate anything beyond a word at a time, I was that overwhelmed (and asphyxiated.)
At this point, she had certainly woken at least someone up with the sound of her deafening moans and her cheeks crashing against my thighs as she desperately bounced on my cock. Before we knew it, we were both seeing stars. Not that I regret wearing a condom, but I really wish I hadn't been wearing a condom because lord knows it was incredible enough with one on. Ella collapsed on top of me and we made out while I was still inside her. We passed out soon after that.
That morning, we went at it again but it was a far quicker affair as we were both busy that day. She asked me if the previous night had been everything I hoped it would be, and words honestly couldn't sufficiently affirm just how perfect it was, but I tried anyway. She's one in a million and I told her so. I don't think there's anyone on this planet I would have rather lost it to. |
[s/B] Brother came to town and I can’t help to share my night | Hello again everyone, just had another update with my brother and I, we actually got to meet up again for Christmas and it was amazing, I got my own apartment now, so he came to stay with me a couple of nights and it was just the two of us and it was just absolutely the best he was only here for 3 nights but we definitely made up for it and all the time in between the last time he took me lol.
It was pretty vanilla, I mean about as vanilla as you can get when you fuck your brother lol, lots of dirty talk, me wearing very little nothing at all or his favorite lingerie. We tried out a few kinks and things we wanted, so I had a lot of fun lol.
The first night he was there, I made him some dinner cause he was so tired from the plane ride. So it was really nice having dinner with him, we went to the couch and started watching a movie, we were cuddling and kissing and honestly before I knew it I had his cock out of his joggers and he was fucking my mouth and calling me a good girl. I was honestly so wet, he was basically face fucking me and I loved every second of it, I couldn’t breathe after a bit and choked and gagged on his cock until he let go of my head. I smiled and slurped it all back up, his cock was nice and wet and juicy, I stroked him a bit and finally started to grind on him, I still had my clothes on but I was on his lap grinding on his cock and telling him filthy dirty things while I teased him and slowly played with his cock. After a bit he was begging for me to sit on it, so like a good girl I did, I took off my leggings and moved my panties to the side and hoped on him, his dick as hard and wet as ever, I was so wet and ready for him I couldn’t wait and as soon as I felt the head of his cock push into me I moaned from so much pleasure I just buried my head into his chest and asked him to fuck his little sister. He fucked me good for a few minutes and I can already feel him tighten up and move slowly, I kept up the pace and kept telling him dirty things until he came inside of me (IUD). His face was soooo cute trying not to but I wanted it. He apologized about cumming in me and I played like I was mad but laughed kissed him and told him I wanted it. He smiled back and that’s when I told him his punishment was to eat my fresh cream pie. He didn’t know what to say at first but smiled had me go to the bed in my room laid me down and began to eat my cum soaked pussy for a while.
After a bit he came back up and we began to make out and cuddle in each others arms, it was honestly so cute and sweet, we talked and got closer. We were in bed cuddling and just kissing for maybe an hour before I started to feel his cock move between my legs, I started giggling cause it was kinda funny, he made some dick jokes that I couldn’t help but laugh at, I reached down to grab his cock and start rubbing it and getting him harder and ready. He was ready like instantly haha we started dirty talking, talking about each others fantasy and roleplaying. The dirty talk was just so perfect, honestly he’s the only one that can get me THAT wet, just the kinks we have. Honestly he just knows me haha. Anywayyyss he fucked me on the bed we had an amazing roleplay he came after a couple minutes this time on my tits and face, he wiped the cum off my face and let me suck it off his fingers and then we cuddled in bed and I fell asleep in his arms as he called me cute little pet names and kissed me to sleep.
Honestly it was a great night, and honestly the second night was more or less the same, lots of kinks and exploring but nothing too crazy. I just love my brother and love talking about it. If you want to hear the next night I don’t mind sharing, just let me know.
Wrote this on my phone so forgive me for formatting and anything I might have messed up.
And as always feel free to ask questions. |
My (39/F) encounter with my Asian (38/F) Milf | Click below for pt. 2
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My heart was racing. I was in disbelief. Did I hear her correctly?
Whatever possible denial I had was quickly dismissed by the site of my milf sitting up on her knees and tying her hair into a pony tail. She was getting ready to put in some work and I was the lucky recipient.
I walked up to the foot of my bed. It was just a few steps away but time seemed to have slowed down. It felt like several hours had passed by before I reached her. In that short time my cock had swollen to nearly fully erect. I saw her eyes dart down to my crotch. A look of lust fills her face. She scoots to the opposite side of the bed so I have room to get in bed.
I was utterly quiet. Nervous. Excited. Eager. I never ever thought this would happen.
I lie down. Staring at the ceiling. Mind racing.
Would she be any good?
If she kisses as good as she gives head I'm in for the best blowjob of my life.
Holy shit she's about to see my dick. Hope she likes what she sees.
She's my coworker. This is crazy.
Oh shit. Hopefully I don't taste bad.
My thoughts are interrupted by a hand unbuttoning my shorts. This snapped me right back to reality. My milf gets up off the bed and pulls down my shorts and my boxer briefs.
My cock is at full salute. It firmly points up at me. In the opposite direction, I see my milf crawling back on the bed towards me. She looks at me confidently. Seductively. Hungrily.
She tells me to close my eyes.
Then I feel it. The warmth of her mouth. The tightness of her lips. The softness of her tongue. It slowly begins to envelope the head of my cock. The warmth and wetness extends further. I feel it on my shaft. My entire body tenses up.
There is a pause.
Even though my eyes are closed, I feel her gaze on me. She is checking on my reaction. Relishing that she is in utter control. She has all the power right now. I am hers to do whatever she wants. I'm hypnotized by the pleasure she is giving me.
Then I feel her mouth move up back to my head.
I feel a slight sense of cold on my shaft from where her mouth just was. My body begs for her to warm it back again. She pauses there for a moment. My entire cock pulsates. I ache for her to continue.
She does.
This time she goes further down. She reaches the middle of my shaft. As she reaches there, she moans slightly. The vibration sends shivers into my pelvis. I unleash a low groan.
I open my eyes for a brief moment and look to my closet mirror. She is on all fours. Her tight round ass pokes slightly out from her maroon panties. Her head bobs up and down.
My cock swells even further.
She takes a break from sucking to lick the tip of my dick. She makes quick strokes with her tongue around my head. Each stroke shoots electricity up my legs. I'm shaking with pleasure. My toes spread.
"Oh fuck" I somehow manage to say through rapid breaths.
She continues sucking. This time. Her tempo is a bit quicker. Her warm mouth feels like it covers my entire cock. My hands grip the bedsheets hard. This is unbelievable.
She introduces a hand into her sucking. My balls start to engorge. The jerking motion plus the sucking sends me into nirvana.
I get quiet. Not because I stopped enjoying it. Quite the contrary. I'm enjoying it so much my body forgets to breathe. Every fiber of my system is focused on receiving the gift of pure pleasure she is giving me.
Through this quiet I can hear her soft sucking and popping noises. I let out a deep breath and quickly suck in more air as she stops sucking and quickly jerks my shaft. Her saliva lubricates my dick so well. Her hand perfectly wrapped around my dick.
My legs twitch as she continues stroking me. I loudly moan.
"Do you want me to suck it some more?" She coyly asks.
I blurt out a barely comprehensible yes. I open my eyes for a moment and see her mouth open wide and take my fat dick into her mouth.
The pleasure sends shock waves down to my balls. Instictly, she lightly puts her hand on my swollen sac. Then runs her hand up, gently stroking my balls while she continues sucking.
"Oh My God." I yell.
"You like that." This wasn't a question from her. This was validation for her. Intel to make me melt even further.
She cups for a moment vefore gently rubbing them while sucking. My mouth opens but barely any noise comes out.
She places her hand back on my shaft and goes back to sucking and stroking. In between stroking and sucking, I hear her moans muffled by my dick in her mouth.
I start to slightly thrust. I feel my dick go further in her mouth. She stops stroking and relaxes her jaw so that I canfuck her mouth.
"That's it" I say.
After several thrusts she pulls out.
"Tell me when you get close" she whispers.
"I'm getting pretty close" I say.
She starts to work harder.
Her sucking gets faster.
She retakes control.
She reintrduces her hand and starts stroking fast.
I stop thrusting.
My balls tense up. Ready to shoot everything I have.
The tension in me builds. A fire starts roaring inside me. My whole body stiffens to prepare me for an absolute eruption.
"Are you ready?" I ask her.
"Are you ready to see what year's and years of sexual buildup from you looks like?"
"Mmmmhmmmm" she moans while still sucking me off.
My pelvis shoot up. Time stands still for a brief moment. The ignition lights.
I explode.
My chest raises. I shake wildly. My bedroom echoes from my roar from orgasaming.
I manage to open my eyes for a brief moment and see a look of delight in her face as she watches me cum everywhere.
My first ejaculation is so strong it shoots over me onto my bed frame. She points my dick straight up just in time for the next burst of cum to rush out.
"Oooohh" she expresses.
I close my eyes and enjoy the climax as my cock continues to squirt warm cum on her hands, my stomach and my bed.
I contine to tremble and she continues to stroke me as I finish climaxing. My body collapses on the bed and I suck in air.
For a moment, I don't say a word. Not because I had nothing to say. I physically couldn't. It takes a few moments for me to collect myself.
I finally muster a "wow."
"Mmmm" she says. "You came alot for me."
I looked at her with that innocent yet devilish grin on her face. Not knowing what to say.
"It felt good to be bad." She says. Then threw my shorts at me.
"Come on. It's time for another dessert" she says.
A few moments later, we sit in my kitchen. Eating rocky road once again.
I look at her taking sensual licks and nibbles of ice cream. I think about everything that transpired since she first took a bite.
Best damn training class I ever attended. |
Falling For A Sissy [M32/F24] [Romance] [Sissy] [Deep Throat] [Anal] | Like most other people on our planet I have to go grocery shopping from time to time. It just has do be done. Not that I love doing it, but well, one thing that I like even less is starving. Or running out of snacks while hanging out in front of my TV.
To prevent such accidents from happening I headed into the grocery store not far away from the place I was living in. About two times a week, sometimes even three. Because stupid me tends to forget buying non essential stuff like canned tomatoes when planing to cook some pasta with tomato sauce.
I normally go grocery shopping on Tuesday and Fridays, always after work. I take a huge bag with me and on my way home I get some food supplies. But when I am on vacation, or when I have days off, I do my shopping in the late morning hours. Because there are by far less people are in the store and it makes grocery shopping a much more relaxing experience.
One day, I had a day off, thirty three year old me was standing in front of the pasta shelf, she came around the corner. She caught my eyes within a moment or two. She looked gorgeous and her about twenty four year old body was to die for. She made my jaw dropping to the ground. I lost it. I was standing there, starring at her while probably looking like a total moron.
She saw what was going on with me. And no, she wasn’t laughing at me. Or pointing with her finger at me. She just smiled at me. After some time trying to get my shit together I smiled back.
But that was all that happened when I first ran into her. Because when I was myself enough again to come up with the grand idea to talk to her, to initiate a conversation, she had already left the store. I was frozen solid for a couple of minutes. And yes, I missed the chance to talk with her.
Back at home I was feeling like punching myself in the face for missing that damn chance. She really was my type. And she was more or less every woman I could think off after I ran into her for the first time. Damn it, it was love on the first sight for me.
After about two weeks hating myself for the error I made I began to think straight. I analyzed the hole situation. I came up with a conclusion, a possible solution for my problem: I was assuming that she was living in the area. I also assumed that she was like me, or many other people and that she went grocery shopping at some fixed days, probably even at a fixed time every week. So I came up with the big plan to head grocery shopping around the time when I first ran into her.
So far, so good. I had a plan. I just had to convince my boss that I needed time off every Tuesday morning. That I would show up for work about noon. At first I was thinking about making up something like I had to go to therapy every Tuesday morning. Or that I had to be at home because who knows what.
In the end I did something by far more brave. I told my boss the ugly truth. I told her about the woman I ran into, I told her about my feelings and I told her about my plan. To my surprise, she had some understanding for my case. And she gave me Tuesday morning off, but I had to work in the time. I nearly hugged her when she supported my plan.
From that week on I went grocery shopping every Tuesday morning. Before I went to work I spent a couple of hours in the grocery store. I had no luck on my first Tuesday, but on my second one she showed up again. The same thing like when I ran into her for the first time happened. Another chance missed.
But I wasn’t giving up. I staid at it. The sixth approach was the final and successful one. I was able to approach her and get a couple of words out. My doing put a huge smile on her face. Then we talked. We had some chit chat up and running. To my surprise she had a really deep voice, but well, there are worse things out there, like forgetting to ask her for number. Yes, I pulled that stunt.
Luckily I ran into her again on Tuesday morning exactly two weeks later. We once more had a conversation up and running, but this time I got her number. I also told her that I would contact her soon. And that I’d love to ask her out for a date. Hearing me saying the last thing put a huge smile on her face.
On Friday night we went out on our first date together. I picked a classic, some nice Italian food. Because who doesn’t like their pasta or pizza. I picked her up in front of her place, then we walked towards the restaurant together. On our walk we talked about the neighborhood we were living in. And doing so slowly but steadily broke the ice.
We had a few laughs while we enjoyed our food. Luckily we found some common ground to talk about. The whole evening was more than just a relaxing thing. And on the attraction site, we constantly were checking each other out. We clearly had caught each other’s eye. Something was in the making.
But not on that day. We went back home together, while still talking, while enjoying the nightly city and while still getting to know each other. When we arrived in front of her house we hugged, we wished each other a good night and then she went upstairs and I went back home.
And looking back from now, it was the right thing to do. Hooking up for sure wouldn’t have been the right thing to do. But we staid in contact. We texted more than just a lot back then. And we went on our second date on the following Sunday afternoon. We clearly wasted no time.
We went to the movies together. We both enjoyed the film. We got touchy while sitting in the cinema. The gap between our bodies was non existing when the movie was over. It felt nothing but good being that close to each other. She clearly shared my opinion.
After we left the movie theater we went to one of the many romantic spots the city has to over. We grabbed a couple of snacks and some drinks on the way the there. Then we had a sunset picnic. While cuddling next to each other on a not to comfy bench.
While it got darker it got a little bit colder, but we staid watching the city lights go on. To keep ourselves warm we cuddled next to each other. And then it happened. Our eyes met. And we shared our first kiss. It made us both feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
But it didn’t took long and it got to cold to sit outside. At least with the revealing clothing both of us had on our bodies. So we headed back home once more. And nope, we didn’t fuck each other’s brains out. We hugged, we kissed good night and we both went into our beds.
Over the course of the following week we texted the hell out of our phones. We set up a third date for Friday. This time we went to one of the fancier restaurants in town. Luckily I was able to get a reservation.
The evening itself began like our previous dates. I picked her up at her place. Then we went to the restaurant. In theory, because this time we took a cab. While cruising through town we already cuddled next to each other. But then, all a sudden a more than just serious expression showed up on her face: “I have to tell you something.”
I signaled her that I was all hers. She made it quick. We only had a couple of minutes left inside the cab. She told me that she had sex with her roommate over the course of the last two years. She also told me that they had stopped doing it the day we had set up our first date. Then she asked me if this was a problem for me?
I took a deep breath in and out then I shook my head. I told her that it was no problem for me. Because her fucking her roommate was a thing of the past. So now worries from my side. A more than just relieved expression appeared on her face when she heard that I had no problem with her doing. Then we hugged each other, we kissed each other and then it was time to get out of the cab.
To my surprise, and out of pure luck we got some of the best seats the restaurant had to offer. The food was awesome, the mood was relaxed and two people more or less were constantly looking into each other’s eyes. While taking every opportunity to touch each other, to feel each other’s bodies.
After dinner was over, we boarded another cab to bring us back home. Again, we were sitting as close to each other as anyhow possible. Our bodies were touching, and then our eyes met again. We shared a few gentle kisses.
Then passion took over. The gentle kisses were replaced with passionate ones. Our hands were all over each other’s bodies. We had to restrain ourselves from tearing the clothes off each other’s bodies. It really took us do prevent us from putting up a live sex show for the cab driver. But we pulled the stunt. We were able to keep our shit together. At least until we made it into my apartment.
As soon as the entry door was closed behind us we just let go. We let horny take over. It didn’t took long until our clothes were scattered all through my place. In the end we landed on my bed in my bedroom. We still were wearing our underwear when it happened.
Then my hand landed between her legs for the first time. To my surprise I felt something hard, something cold, something made out of metal. By the looks of it, she was wearing a chastity cage. Yes, it took me by surprise. And yes, it put a smile on my face.
I stopped kissing her: “Are you one of those?”
It took her a few moments to process my question: “Yes, I am. I am a Sissy. Is that a problem for you?”
I shook my head: “Nope, it just took me by surprise, that is all.”
A smile appeared on her face after she had processed the last words of mine. Then our eyes met again. Passionate kissing set in once more. It didn’t took long and our underwear was flying through the room. And to be honest, as soon as I saw the looked clitty between her legs, my dick got even harder.
A few minutes later she wrapped her lips around my rock hard dick. She knew what she was doing. Her sucking on my rock hard dick felt nothing but awesome. It didn’t took long and my moaning was filling the room.
To turn me on even further she took care of my balls. At first she squeezed them gently. Then she she squeezed them harder. While she still was sucking on my dick. I came closer and closer to an orgasm while my moaning got more and more intense.
Then she took my dick deeper and deeper. In the end I went in balls deep. I fucked her down her throat. She even asked me to grab her head and push her onto my rock hard cock. It all felt nothing but awesome. Now my eyes were running in circles. I lost it. I just let go.
My dick went in and out of her mouth. While she was squeezing the cum out of my balls. I was close. I stopped holding back. I dumped a huge load down her throat. My balls were aching, my body was trembling while I had an orgasm. And she swallowed every last drop of my cum.
After I had pulled out my cock she looked up and smiled at me: “Thank you for filling me up. And now, time to get you hard again.”
Moments later my half hard dick was inside her mouth again. She kept on sucking, she kept on squeezing my balls, it didn’t took long and my horny was in full swing again. It didn’t took long and I wanted to stick mine inside hers.
I pulled my dick out of her mouth. I took her, I turned her around, I made her go down on all of her four, then I got some lube out of my nightstand, I drowned my dick and her asshole in it, then I went in position.
A couple of seconds later my dick slid inside her asshole. Her dirty whole wrapping itself around my rock hard dick felt nothing but good. I went in balls deep, but I took my time. I gave her some time to adjust to the sensation of my dick going up her ass.
Then I gave her one gentle, but deep thrust after the other. It didn’t took long and our moaning was filling the room. It didn’t took long and her eyes were running in circles. While my dick went in and out of her tight fuck hole.
But gentle and deep wasn’t enough for her. She asked for more. She got more. I fucked her hard and deep. But I still took my time. I enjoyed every thrust I gave her. And so did she.
Her caged dick bounced back and forth with every thrust I gave her. I began to loose it too. Both of our minds were drifting off. It didn’t took long and all that mattered for the two of us was the sensation of my dick sliding in and out of her dirty fuck hole. Fuck, it felt nothing but awesome.
One hard and deep thrust followed the previous one. I came closer and closer to an orgasm with every thrust I gave her while sweat was running down our bodies. While her hands were looking for something to hold on to. She came closer and closer to an orgasm too.
And then boom, my balls unloaded themselves again. For the second time within an hour. It came nothing but good. My legs were shaking, I collapsed onto the bed. I was gone. She came with me. Her whole body was trembling. She was gone elsewhere, she collapsed next to me.
After some time regaining ourselves, after some time catching our breaths, after me cleaning her ass off my dick, we cuddled next to each other on my bed. Her head was laying on my chest. We shared the occasional gentle kiss.
And she told me about her past. About her sissification so far. About how her roommate had helped her turning herself into a woman. I listened, I nodded with my head, I showed her that I understood her and in the end I asked her one question: “Do you want to continue on your journey?”
A huge smile appeared on her face: “I’d love too.”
An even bigger smile appeared on my face: “I would love to be there for you, on your journey. I’d love to help you turn yourself into an even hotter woman.” |
[D/F] My dad (46m) and I (19F) want to have sex | For context my mom and dad are still married but they don’t share a room,
I don’t exaclty know why and neither does my brother but we all live in the same household. This all started when I turned 18 so I tried to snoop and find out the reason but I couldn’t, my mom put a twin bed in her home office and my dad is sleeping in their bedroom. I felt so bad for my dad because it seems like my mom doesn’t care but my dad seems more emotionally effected by this. He’s been spending time in my room watching movies and tv shows with me on my tv, we started snuggling and I got horny so I took it a step further by wrapping my legs around him and giving him a seductive look, I have no idea why I did that but I thought about it in the past because I love the taboo of it. All he did after that was grab my breasts from under shirt and grip my thighs but he immediately got up and left the room. I’ve never had sex before but I really wanted my dad to tear me up and fuck me. I was so horny and we were breathing so heavy. It didn’t get brought up for a couple days but one day when my brother was in school and my mom wasn’t home, my dad grabbed my waist with both hands (from behind) and I asked him if we can do it, he said it’s too risky. I brought it up again last night when he came to my room to say goodnight, I asked him if there’s anyway we can have sex, he said he will have to make arrangements but he’s too worried about someone finding out, he kissed me goodnight but not like he does usually, it was on the lip twice. I need some advice on how I can get me and my dad alone, I thought about a hotel but I really just need some advice on how to keep this as risk free as possible. For some additional context we’re in the US, it’s not hard to tell he’s my dad either we both have greenish eyes and dark brown hair. |
She had her way with me [M] | So I matched with a chick on Tinder a while ago. She said she matched with me because of a picture I had on there that showed my butt in some new jeans I had gotten. So when we started talking, there was already some hinting at some sexual tension.
After talking for a few weeks, we finally got together and had a good time - eating her out and making her cum multiple times, fucking her, etc. the usual.
As we've continued to talk, she found out my panty fetish and that I have a few pairs. I sent her pics and she was a big fan of how I looked in them. She also found out I have a submissive side to me.
So fast forward to the other day where we planned on getting together. She had me bring two pairs of panties along with a 6in dildo I have with me. When I got there, she had me put on a rainbow colored thong I have. She started feeling my ass before she had me bend over the bed and she started eating my ass, slapping it, kissing it, massaging it. She then had me put on a pair of an assless pair of panties I have and ate my ass again, feeling my rock hard cock in the panties while doing so.
She told me to lay on my back. I did what I was told. She proceeded to take her shorts off and hovered over my face before sitting on it. Grinding against my tongue. My hands on her ass, pushing it forward when I needed to catch my breathe for a second.
As she rode my face, she started to stroke and suck my rock hard cock. I even lifted my hips up and she started eating my ass again. As she was eating it, I closed my legs, having my thighs squeeze against her head slightly. She moaned, ate my ass faster and proceeded to cum on my face again.
She stopped and told me to get my dildo out. I did, along with some lube. She had me lay back down and lubed up my ass and the dildo. It took her a few seconds to get the dildo in since my ass is so tight - something she commented on lol - but she did. She started to build a nice rhythm with the toy as she fucked my ass while I stroked my cock.
I then grabbed the toy and tarted fucking myself with it while she sucked my cock. She stopped and came and sat on my face again and started to suck me again while I fucked my ass with my dildo. It was so intensely hot.
After making her cum a few more times she stopped and said she wanted my cock inside of her. I took the toy out of my ass and she proceeded to sit on my cock, facing with me her massive tits in my face as she grinded and bounced on my dick.
She rode me for a little bit before she said she wanted me to cum. To this point, I had only cum on her face once and she swallowed me the other time. She said she wanted it inside of her this time. When I asked why, she said she wanted me to clean it up and taste it. About 4 seconds later, I lost control and filled her pussy up. She quickly got up and moved up my body and sat right back down my face. - having me taste her soaking wet pussy and my own cum. She got off two more times while I ate her/cleaned myself up before getting off of me.
We both cleaned up and I went to work, balls drained, feeling used, tasting her pussy on my lips and a little bit of my cum even. Was a solid start to the day for sure! |
[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 337. Telling Michael about my date with Ana. He asked for all the details. | I am all smiles today. I feel like a teenager in love for the first time.
Michael wanted to know all about my tryst with Ana last night, so I agreed to tell him...while he was inside me. On top of my younger son, gently gyrating my hips and speaking softly, I regaled my boy with the following narrative:
When she arrived, I was wearing a long green, tie back dress, white gold jewelry and cream sandals. My hair was down, and my nails wore a cream French Manicure. I noticed Ana likes menthol cigarettes but does not consider herself a smoker. I filled my silver cigarette case with Dunhil menthols and chilled a light Chilean white wine. My heart fluttered.
She wore her beautiful hair down, a subtle rose printed, white dress, a tiny gold nose ring and leather sandals. Ana looked stunning, smelled like sweet orchids and I could not keep my eyes off of her. This 24-year-old Portuguese sexual empress stood nervously on my patio, and I desperately wanted to touch her.
We ate a colorful chopped salad and some grilled chicken as we talked, laughed and sipped wine. Music played in the background, but I kept the volume low. After dinner, I offered her a cigarette and gave her a light. Her lips wrapped a cigarette and sucking gently made me wet and ravenous for her.
As we talked, I said, "I love this song" and extended my hand to her.
We danced slowly and she is quite the skilled dancer. Our foreheads nearly touched as we smiled and gazed into one another's eyes. Then, to my delight, she kissed me.
Our lips met and parted. Our tongues massaged the other and I pulled her close. Her dainty hand gripped my ass over my dress, and I moaned into her deep kiss. We both began to moan as I took her face in my hands and lost all time.
The kiss stopped and I whispered, "Come inside."
She smiled and nodded.
I took her to my bedroom, and we wasted no time removing the others clothing. Her body was perfect and, while still standing, she took one of my hard nipples into her mouth and sucked it better than anyone ever had. I cried out her name and she pushed me onto my bed, spread my legs apart and began to lick and suck my womanhood with authoritative expertise.
I nearly blacked out when I came but she is a ball of sexual energy and dove on top of me. Tasting my own juices on her kiss, I fingered her and rolled her over. Kissing my way down her tight little body, I came to her hot and wet pleasure center and plunged my face to it.
Ana wiggled, writhed and moaned loudly as I kissed and licked her. My hands squeezed her tits and soon, she squirted for me. I was in a state of ecstasy.
The rest of the evening was spent between us going to the patio for a glass of wine and a cigarette before practically running to the bedroom to play more. She left around midnight and I passed out shortly after. It was one of the sexiest nights of my life.
**My sons are 22 and 27. I never want to see your penis.** |
22f wild wild night | Something wild just happened to me last night. I was in the car snd then my boyfriend stopped and parked the car on the side of the road and started unbuttoning his pants. Without words spoken, he shoved my mouth into his cock and made me suck it for 10 mins and came inside my mouth. I was licking off all the excess cum and then he said, “The perks of being with a slut.”
He knew that would make me wet so bad so he fingered me afterwards then took me home. I think me playing with his balls did the trick and made him cum immediately. Anyway brb will masturbate to the thought of last night 🥰 |
[M/s] mom helps me shave my update 3 |
Hi a few things have happened so I've been a little away from my phone, not just because of my mom but because of university, i think I've made big progress, more than i thought I would happen so I'll just go to it
This happened yesterday, I was arriving from university yesterday, ( yes I take classes Fridays lab stuff) when I arrive home I can tell my mom is still working, she works in the real estate business most of the time she's calling and showing people houses.
So I decided to go up the stairs and hear what she's talking about, when i peak through the door frame i see my mom looking at her desk while talking on the phone with a colleague, i noticed how she was dressed all professionally red skirt, black button shirt a tie and a red jacket over her.
That outfit really made her body glow especially with what happened next.
She bent over her desk and i immediately got an erection, i don't know what was going through my head but i decided to be more adventurous and decided to come up from behind her and hug her and press against her.
As I'm walking towards her i can't help but stare at her ass, my heart's racing that when i finally get to her i have a tent in my pants this is the conversation that came from it
Mom: so Dorothy can you set up the appointment for 20 minutes?( I hug her from behind) ohhhh Hi honey why are you so loving today?
Me: I just missed you so much today, pressing harder ( I'm definitely sure she can feel my erection)
Mom: I see well i missed you too, I've just been working all day, all stressed and my back is killing me with how tense it is.
Me: well if you want I can give you massage, still holding her
Mom: really I would love that so much, interrupts (Dorothy cancel the appointment in 20 minutes I'll call another day) *she puts the phone aside and bends fully flat on the desk while I'm behind her, stretching her arms that massage would be great today and i can tell someone is also tense.
What happened next just felt amazing, she pulled forward and then slammed her ass in my crotch while still bent over
She did this laughing in a playful way
Me: o you noticed well, all red well it just has a mind of it's own!
Mom: I see well i wonder what's been on its mind
Me: i can think of 2 things
Mom: aren't you flirty, but I hope that massage was real and not just some nice things your pretending to say now!
Me: don't worry I'll give you a Massage! And in a low voice you can't pretend what's happening to me
Mom,: what was the last thing you said?
Me: again in a low voice you can't pretend what's happening to me.
Mom i really can't understand you honey.
Me: I said i can't pretend or make up what's happening in my pants
After this my mom turns around and gives me a kiss in the cheek your so cute!
As she does she says she would be really happy if i could give her the massage now,
And i said sure no problem but where would I?
She says in her chair.
As she sits down i go up behind her and and start massaging her neck, this is the conversation we were having
Mom: that feels really good honey
Me": thank you mom
Mom: it's kinda hot in here mind if I take my jacket off?
I say no problem and as she does, sh undos 3 of he buttons mind you I'm right behind her now seeing those beutiful breasts,
She catches me staring and says.
Mom: hey get back to work mister give me my massage,
Me: sorry mom I'll go right ahead (getting all her knots)
As I'm massaging I start to think about wanting to know more about my mother and her body so start taking.
Me: Hey mom can i ask you something?
Mom:sure sweetie anything
Me: it's kinda personal
Mom go right ahead i have nothing to hide!
Me:ok just out of curiosity how big is your chest?
Mom: turns all red wow that's a personal question!
Me: it's ok if you don't want to I'm sorry
Mom: it's okay how about this,
Me:yes?
Mom: I ask you something and and you ask me something but only when i say you can ask about my breast I'll let you ask
Me:ok sure ( i thought that maybe i messed up but it went better than expected
Mom:ok ummm hmmmmm do you have a girlfriend?
Me:not at the moment
Mom: i see why's that?
Me: I'm just not attracted to girls my age
Mom: I see (I notice she unbotens her shirt a little more exposing more her breast.)
Mom: what women do you like
Me: I like older women more mature and experience like you
Mom:are you calling me old.
Me : panicking no I mean your really beautiful and your body is just amazing you look great I wouldn't say old but mature.
Mom: I see ha you better not think I'm Old
Me: no your perfect
She smiles and unbotens another part of her shirt she's or button away from exposing her bra completely
Mom: you think I'm pretty
Me: i think your extremely beautiful honestly my ideal woman
Mom: you really know how to talk to a lady she removes her buttoned shirt.
I'm just staring at her and she tells me i can ask about her breast and i go right for it.
Me: mom what size are you?
My mom starts to take of her bra and hands it to me
Mom: you tell me?!
Me: wow your an F cup.
As she's looking at me she says
Mom: now that you know my size i want the same deal,
Me:what do you mean?
Mom: well i wanna know how big is your friend, give a since slap to my Erection he always shows up.
I get red and i confes to her I don't know my size
Me: I'm sorry mom I really don't know I haven't measured
Mom: why not Honey?
Me: well i have a lot of hair down there and I never check because of it, I try to trim but I'm afraid to cut myself
I didn't expect my mom to say this
Mom : well if you want I could shave you down there
Me:my heart is going fast and i say when could you do it? She says tonight and so I agree
Me: i have a question and I know this is going to be silly but are your breast real mom.
She looks at me while biting her lip, you'll find out soon.
Walking away with he hand covering her breast
Mom:thank you for the massage see you tonight
Me: what do I do with your bra?
Mom i don know whatever you want!
And that's how the conversation ended and we didn't talk for like an hour until she would start shaving me again, but I'll leave that for Tomorrow since I'm tired and need to sleep, I'm sorry I didn't wanna leave you guys like this but I'm still kinda processing the unreal events and so I'm trying my best to share them anyways I'll post soon |
[B/B] Brotherly Love- Fanfic collection I’m working on :) | [Note: Just to start, this is from a rp I did with my partner, tweeked a bit.
This story uses random characters created. Both brothers are blood related, also. This is a two part thing.]
Hope you enjoy! :D
((Start))
“Pfft… Do you like him? Like ‘that?’ I see the way you look at him…”. Alora, who is an 18 year old friend of Lucius said. She was visiting him at their place and they still lived with their fathers.
“No! Just as a brother..”. Lucius has always been close to his family members, he didn’t want his friend to think it was strange. This never helped that they were discussing this right in front of the two’s bedroom they shared. And his brother was right there listening in.
His younger brother Emery was just oddly attractive, is all. His long dark blonde hair and sweet blue eyes and tall height just made him melt. As for himself, Lucius had much darker hair like his father.
At least Emery was 18…. Lucius? 19. The two were still in Highschool. All their time growing up they have been close. Although they did have ups and downs, much like any other sibling relationship.
Except this one.
Oh, this was different.
Lucius’ friend spoke up. “It’s fine…. Sometimes I think my brother is hot too…”. The friend admitted. “I won’t judge you..”. She said.
Emery smirked at his brother. “Come on in, you two.”.
“Really? Yes brother..”. Lucius got on the bed and covered himself with the blanket, he didn’t want to take his clothes off unlike his brother, who was shirtless. He had no shame.
The two got in the room and Alora sat on the floor, listening in. “Why are you getting so shy around me?”. Emery asked his brother. He has always noticed the attraction his brother had for him. Emery stood shirtless in front of his brother crossing his arms.
“It’s nothing..”. Lucius claimed.
Emery crawled over on the bed and decided to pin his brother down to get a reaction.
“Ah..”. Lucius squirmed under his brother, he was doing this in front of a friend! He was definitely going to get in trouble.
“What is it? Are you embarrassed?”. Emery laughed and sat on Lucius’ lap! Emery had a nice ass too…
Alora tried her best not to look.
“Shut up! No!” Lucius spat out. He enjoyed this deep down. Hell, everything about his brother was attractive! For some reason…. He definitely got it from his dad.
“You’re so weird…”. Emery said. He gave Lucius kisses on his cheek.
Alora watched in awe. “Um…. Do you guys want me to go?…”.
“Ah.. Don’t tell daddy about this! If you want you can go.. I think he’s gonna do something else to me.”. Said Lucius, who was being kissed all over.
Alora decided to stay just a little longer.
Emery was putting on a show and he knew it! “Well…. What if I told him? Then what?”. He teased and rubbed his butt on Lucius’ crotch.
“He’s not gonna be happy..”. Lucius gently whimpered from Emery teasing him, he was getting a little hard too! This was kinda embarrassing!
“And? That’s the fun of it…”. Emery purred and kept rubbing his ass on Lucius’ slight erection, humping it now.
“Shit… Please..”. Lucius got up and held onto Emery, even purring a little from pleasure.
“Please what? What did you want?”. His brother asked. He kept humping Lucius and teasing him. He was a known asshole.
“I, uh… Wanna do it with you..”. Lucius admitted to the news.. he just couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Emery got off of Lucius and took off his pants, revealing he was hard too. “Oh, really?”. He said. “Looks like we’ll be putting on a show…”. Emery took off his underwear too! He was very open…
Alora had no clue what to do! She just stared in disbelief.
“Mm.. aren’t you forgetting that we still have a guest here? This is embarrassing..”. Lucius covered his face nervously. He was gonna freak out Alora!*
“I know she’s here! I don’t care.”. Emery shrugged.
Alora spoke up. “Um…. I…. I can leave if you want me to…”. She stared at her friend’s erection.
“I, um, would like privacy but.. I hope you don’t tell our dad about this..”.
Alora nodded and quickly grabbed her backpack and went out the room and closed the door. She went downstairs and no one was there besides the adults! Auntie and the fathers! Emery and Lucius’ siblings were upstairs doing whatever.
“Going so soon, darling?”. The aunt said. Alora just nodded in response and put her hand on the front door handle.
The aunt looked at their father and shrugged. Alora went away!
“I wonder what happened…”. She said.
“Let me go check on the boys…”. The boy’s father said, getting up from the sofa and heading upstairs.
Their other father turned to his husband’s sister. “I hope they didn’t do anything bad! But they are nice kids so, they should be good…”.
***
In the room, Emery had already stripped Lucius’ clothes off and was having him suck his dick! “It’s big, isn’t it?”. He said as he bobbed Lucius’ head with his mouth on Emery’s dick.
***
“Mm!”. Lucius couldn’t speak from Emery’s dick in his mouth, but as long as he pleased his brother! His lips felt nice on his brother’s dick.
Their father got closer and closer to their bedroom! Emery continued to facefuck his brother, holding his head and having his way with him. Their father opened the door without knocking and his eyes widened at the sight. “Oh my god…”. He said, staring at his sons in front of his very eyes.
They don’t say brotherly love for nothing.
[ To be continued :) ] |
[S/b] Letting my brother suck on my boobs - A resolution and a climax | My brother came home bawling his eyes out last night. He had been staying at his boyfriend’s place and I wasn’t expecting to see him. Tears were literally streaming down his cheeks, and I couldn’t make out a single word he was saying at first. There’s nothing I hate more than seeing him like that. We both knew that there’s only one thing that can calm him down in that state. I slipped off my top and my bra, laid down with him curled up in my lap on the couch and let him seek comfort from my breasts. I knew he wanted to feel even closer, feel even more comfort, and when he silently stripped off all his clothes off, I did the same. There is no safer feeling in the world than that complete closeness and warmth with no layers between us. He lay there for maybe 20 minutes without saying anything, just resting his head on my chest and occasionally latching onto my nipples with his lips while I played with his hair.
He finally told me what was going on. They had been having some serious talks. His boyfriend had gone on about how much he valued honesty in a relationship, that previous partners had lied to him before and how much it had hurt him. My brother had felt the moral crisis towering inside him, and in a moment of weakness he felt obligated to tell him the truth. He told him about our difficult past, how important I was to him, and then, crucially, what we have been doing with each other over the last year. He left out the part about how it had continued even after their relationship had started, but (understandably) it had been enough to make his boyfriend freak out. He got angry, and he called both my brother and I ugly names. My brother tried to assure him that it was a complicated coping mechanism, that our love was extreme because of the extreme conditions we’ve been through but that it was all over now, but he wouldn’t listen. The relationship was over, and he never wanted to see my brother again.
What my brother was most worried about was that I would be mad at him. We have always been very clear about the fact that our special relationship had to remain a secret. But I just held my arms around him, pressed him to my chest and told him I could never get mad at him. I will always be there for him, no matter what. Nothing in life is simple, we all make mistakes, but nothing can ever stop me from loving him unconditionally.
Then he kissed me. I didn’t expect it at all. He paused for a second, but I kissed him back. It’s something we’d never done before. When considering it before, I had thought that it wouldn’t feel right, but of course it did. Of course I felt a warm glow flush through my body, of course his tongue felt so natural against mine. It felt like the ultimate seal of our love.
He told me he never wanted to be with anyone who didn’t accept his closeness to me. My body was already tingling from the feeling of his solid erection up against my leg. We made out. The entire world around us sort of disappeared. His hands were grabbing and squeezing my breasts passionately, more desperately than he had ever done it before. We wriggled around to get as close as possible, as our tongues did the same thing, and I felt his dick slide up against my pussy. I simply cannot describe the feeling that swept through my body. He rocked back and forth in my arms, just like I had comforted him so many times in my life before, and the feeling of total happiness and nurturing almost made me cry. His erection was gliding back and forth over my clitoris, and I was so wet, so blissful, so thankful to have him in my life. He kept whispering to me under his breath while we swayed together. Mommy. It filled me with pride to hear him say it. Mommy, mommy, mommy.
He entered me. He didn’t have to ask. He knew how much I was longing for it. I felt him fill me up slowly, rocking in and out, still in the same rhythm. My pussy was throbbing around his dick, and it felt like both our hearts were beating the same rhythm as well. Simple, slow thrusts, while his mouth searched back to my boobs, back to where it all began. It felt like I had never had sex before. The pleasure was completely new. Mommy, mommy, mommy. I’m not sure whether I was moaning or screaming from the immense pleasure. I just remember my nails sunken into his back and his cock hitting every nerve inside my vagina.
I let him cum inside me. It wasn’t like there was much other choice, our bodies were latched together so tightly that pulling out was not an option. It’s fine, I’m on the pill. The satisfaction from feeling so filled up by his cum made my body burn with desire. With his dick still inside me and him still shaking from the pleasure, I rubbed my clit and made myself cum within seconds.
We lay there for hours afterwards. He fell asleep on my chest. I played with his hair and felt the cum slowly leaking out of me. It made a mess, but I didn’t care. I really didn’t care about anything else in the world but him.
Thank you for reading… I think I got a bit carried away here. I’m sure you’ll forgive me. I’ve experienced true heaven now, and I want to keep experiencing it again and again. I hope you all find the love you’re looking for. Take care of those around you. Love will conquer all.
Love, Kate
❤️ |
[MF] Finding my first cumslut in my final year at uni (Part 4) |
TL;DR During my final year at uni, I spent most of my time fucking one of my course mates who I'd been close to for years and I'd never know how big of a cumslut she was. Part 4 is just after being apart from each other for 4 weeks over Christmas and the sexy surprise she had for me.
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ugr5pw/mf_finding_my_first_cumslut_in_my_final_year_at/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ui7st1/mf_finding_my_first_cumslut_in_my_final_year_at/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ultfub/mf_finding_my_first_cumslut_in_my_final_year_at/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
If you've read all the other parts to this story, firstly thank you, I'm glad you keep coming back. Secondly you will know that most of our sexual encounters were me taking control with her riding me every now and then, even when she was giving me blowjobs I was fucking her mouth and controlling the speed of which she was sucking my cock. I jokingly said over messages that I'd love it if she was more dominant with me, we just laughed about it cause we knew the dynamic of your relationship quite well and I knew she got off on being used and I loved using her.
We decided that we were going to both head back to our uni flats a week before lectures started again, she'd sent me pictures teasing me over Christmas and I was desperate to fuck her again, I knew she was the same. The first day that I was back at uni, I messaged her saying none of my roommates had come back yet and if she wanted to come over, she of course said yes and that she had a surprise for me. I could never of imagined what she had in store for me but holy shit it was one of the best experiences of my life.
She was at my door in 20 min and as soon as I opened it, she jumped on me, our mouths locked like we'd never been apart, I'd definitely missed her experienced tongue writhing around in my mouth but I'd missed it on my cock even more. I could tell she was being more forceful with me and I was loving it, my cock was already throbbing in my shorts and she was already moaning just by grinding on it. She pulled away and walked into my room, smiling at me the entire way. I quickly followed her in, with the intention of stripping her naked and pounding her up against my wall until we both came, she had other ideas, as I neared her she turned around grabbed my arm and pushed me onto the bed, putting her hand on my chest and then standing up straight. She practically ordered me to strip off and lay down I was all for it, she went into her bag and got a couple of silk ribbons out.
I was laid there completely naked, my cock throbbing with excitement, watching her walk around the bed, grab my arm and tie it to the head board. She kept giving me cheeky slutty smiles as she walked round the other side and tightly tied my other hand up. She stood at the end of the bed and asked if this was dominant enough, we just laughed and she started to slowly strip, teasing me in every way she knew would drive me crazy, bending down and dropping her black denim skirt to the floor, I could see a hint of yellow lace underwear beneath her leggings. As I watched her stripping, throwing her top towards me, grazing my cock. I had no idea how I was going to last any amount of time. Her lingerie was brand new and I really hoped that she got it especially for when we saw each other again, I couldn't wait to ruin this set like we had with every other lingerie set she owned.
She stood at the foot of my bed staring up and down my naked body while biting her lip, I'd never seen such an intense slutty look in her eyes as she crawled up the bed towards me. I could feel her hot breath against my throbbing cock as she ran her tongue from balls to tip and back down until she grabbed the base of my cock and swallowed the entire thing, I was in heaven as she deepthroated my cock over and over like she was desperate for the huge load that was rapidly building. I started groaning as I was getting closer and tried to thrust my hips up to fuck her mouth but she was fully in control and sucked me harder than ever before until I blew my huge load deep into her mouth, it was so big that it immediately started to over flow and spill from her mouth and all over my thighs and stomach.
I stopped cumming and groaning when she pulled my cock from deep in her mouth, she began to lick and slurp up the cum that had escaped her mouth, giving me the biggest smile, she loved my cum and she could never get enough. Being tied to my bed, her sexy yellow lingerie and just blowing a huge load in her mouth, I'd never been as horny as I was now. I hadn't softened one bit and as soon as she ate every drop of cum, she rolled her tongue up my body and licked my nipples, biting my neck and nibbling my ear as I felt her pull her panties to the side and grind on my cock that was still dripping cum and slide deep inside.
She began to ride slowly at first, staring down at me and smiling, moaning more and more with every grind of her hips. I really wanted the silk straps around my hands up come undo so I could flip her over and pound her harder than ever before but it turned out she was really good at tieing knots, my bed was smashing against the wall as she rode me hard, it wasn't longer until her hands were on my chest and her nails digging in as she started to cum, her pussy started quiver and tighten around my cock, I'll never forget that feeling of her tight pussy. She moaned loudly and collapsed onto my shoulder as she was panting and coming down from her orgasm with my cock still deep inside her. Every now and then she moved her hips to see if she was ready to ride again, a few minutes later that's exactly what she did. We both came another 2 times, with her only hopping off to get us a drink and 3 hours later she untied me after I was desperate for the toilet.
She was only incredibly dominant that one time but it was so hot and I wish we did that more but I knew she wanted to be used as much as possible.
Thanks for reading :) |
[U/ni] Niece became my coworker and we fucked | This school year my niece began working at the same school in the same department as me. She always thought I was the cool uncle because I had her dream job. We became closer when she left for college. She was asking my advice and coming to me with her problems rather than her parents. She started asking me about boys and her professors hitting on her and I'd try to help her navigate college life. Sex talk became normal for us. She had guy trouble and I was getting a divorce after a very brief marriage at the time so I was getting back into dating. She came home one summer the year before she graduated and we hooked up, but we went our separate ways after that. That was when I learned something else about her. She believes that as long as she doesn't have vaginal sex before marriage she will still be a virgin. So she only does anal.
A coworker retired last year and I put in a word for my niece, I call her Brat. She ended up getting the job and was very grateful. She was excited to be able to move back here and be close to the family after being forced to live away for so long.
This semester has been what we both expected, she's the new attractive young teacher and all eyes are on her, including mine. She has played volleyball her entire life and still does, she keeps her body in great shape so she has those thicc muscular legs and a fat volleyball player ass. She dresses professionally, usually loose tops so they don't hug her figure but the slacks she wears can't hide how much her ass sticks out. It sucks that everyone knows we are related so I have to be extra careful not to be caught looking. Every other teacher can look but its weird if I look at that ass sculpted from marble in public.
We're in the same department so we're in the same building and on the same floor. Our classrooms aren't next to each other but she is next to the one directly across the hall from me. I pick her up on my way to work since she's on the way and gas is very fucking expensive. We were having lunch together every day at the start of the semester and two other male colleagues would join us and hit on Brat the entire time. That turned into us "driving to get lunch" to avoid them but we would drive to a shady spot and eat in my car. There would be light flirting between us but it's what you do at work to kill time, and it feels good to go back and forth like that with an attractive woman.
So one day we were in my class after school chatting. I give kids a chance to come after school to ask any questions but nobody came that day so I'd locked the door and was grading some papers. Brat is really beautiful and we were flirting a little so I was hard under my desk. Brat sat on my desk and placed her thigh right next to my arm. She asked if I thought she was too muscular, someone had called her mommy and she took as a comment that she was a big dominant woman. She's not, there isn't much definition on her legs, they're just thick. And she doesn't really work out her upper body so she isn't buff, if she flexes she sorta has a six pack.
I told her, "I don't think they're too big, but I may need to go in for a closer look."
"What's stopping you?" She replied.
She leaned closer and pressed her thigh against me and I ran my hand up from her knee to her waist. I stood up and put my things away. Any other female teacher and I would have risked fucking her right there on my desk. But with Brat it was different, a woman like that I'd want more than a one and done and I didn't want to risk my career and my relationship with our family like that. I finally looked up and Brat was still giving me the look. I was rock hard but stood my ground. I drove her home and jerked off twice when I got home.
After that there was two weeks of unbelievable sexual tension between us at work. Other teachers noticed and I tried avoiding Brat in front of people. I was pretty sure people assumed we were fucking. That made me say fuck it I'm doing it. If everyone already thinks we're fucking, might as well do it.
I was driving her home and as we pulled out of the parking lot I placed my hand on her leg and squeezed. She let out a sigh and she placed her hand over mine. I could see her staring at me out of my peripheral. She had on a thin green turtleneck sweater and her usual black slacks. We got to her apartment and I parked instead of just pulling up. She asked me to come in, I slid my hand further up her thigh and gave her a smile. We got out and when she let us in I closed the door behind us and grabbed her from behind.
I was kissing her neck and sliding my hands up her shirt. She ground her big ass back onto my hard dick. She told me she had wanted me since she moved back home. I squeezed her small breasts and pulled the cups of her bra down. She pulled her top over her head and I undid her bra. She turned to me and I sucked on them, then I picked her up and we made out as I carried her to her bedroom.
I set her down on her bed and undid her pants, she pushed me away with her feet and crawled away from me, she stuck her ass up in the air and slowly pulled down her pants to show off her pink thong. I reached out and pulled that down too, then grabbed her pants and pulled those off her feet. She stayed face down ass up and was swaying her ass back and forth as I tore my clothes off.
"I've been a bad girl." She said dreamily.
"You've been very bad, but I've been bad too," I was naked now and got on the bed. "I should have been giving you this dick all year." I grabbed her cheeks with both hands and ate her ass from the back, Brat moaned and I heard her grip the sheets. Her pussy looked so wet but I knew her rules and when I couldn't hold back anymore I got on my knees behind her and spit on my hard cock then slid into her tight ass. She called me daddy and she asked me to play with her nipples, it helps her cum easier. That first time was just rough hard fucking. We started in doggystyle but she asked me to get lube from her drawer then we switched to missionary so I could get to her nipples easier. I came in her ass.
I was sweating like a hog and catching my breath and Brat was lying there in complete bliss. She said it was better than she remembered. It was so hard for her not to make a move all semester. She cuddled up to me and laid her head on my chest and told me all the times she had wanted to me to fuck her and how I was the only guy that ever fucked her ass right.
We only left the bed the rest of the night to use the bathroom and to get the pizza from the delivery guy. I came 4 times before we called it quits for the night and got some sleep. We got up early and I told Brat I needed to go get some clothes for work. She said she would be waiting for me in bed when I got back, her ass was too sore to get up and walk around. I went home to shower and change. I drove back to Brat's and she was almost ready. She said we can't fuck that many times on a school night again. She won't be able to sit all day.
That was Wednesday, we went back to my place but only did oral Thursday so her ass could recover but tonight I'm going back in. Planning on having a great weekend. |
My sex story with our maid | Hello everyone, I'm in an absolute shock and regret to share this story with you guys. Yesterday night I had 7 shots of vodka with my friends and reached my home at 11pm.
My dad is paralyzed to bed since 3 years so we have appointed a maid to look after him 24x7. She generally stays with us in my home only and she sleeps in my dad's room only.
Yesterday night as I was saying I was drunk and home, my mom was sleep. The mistake I did was to take 2 dose of alprazolem pills (for those who don't know it's a mood enhancing drug) I usually sleep after taking the pill but I don't know why I wanted to see my dad how was he doin so I enterd his room and pampered and kissed him on forehead and I was leaving then I saw my maid woke up after seeing me, she was on saree exposing her tits. I instantly pressed her boobs and hold her and many things happend. I took her to the hall and she gave me blowjob. But she was scared that my mom would woke up, she even promised that she will fuck with me from tomorrow daily when my mom leaves to work.
What do you say boys? Does I need to feel regret or should I continue? |
Summer Explorations Part 2 [F19; M45-50] [D/s] [Mdom] [exhib][Spanking][Mast] | Katie stirred awake. She yawned and stretched, taking a moment to remember she was naked in Matt’s bed, thinking of yesterday’s experience. He leaned down and brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear and kissed her on the forehead, “It’s early, I’m going to work in a bit and I’ll let you get back to sleep soon. Just don’t sleep too late, I have your list downstairs for you.” He smiled at her, then pulled the sheets away. His gaze lingered as she blushed slightly, still getting used to being so exposed. His hands wrapped around her hips as he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. She was relaxed, allowing him to position her. He lifted her hips, placing a pillow just right to bring her off the bed. He frogged her legs, leaving her well presented. He pulled a chair close to the edge of the bed, Katie noticed he was already dressed for work in a smart 3 piece suit. She could smell the coffee as he sat down and sipped from his mug. “I want you to masturbate for me.” He said in a calm manner. Firm, but gentle. She blushed again. This had always been something so private and intimate for her. Never seen by anyone else. Until yesterday, when he had caught her. “Yes, sir…” she offered, remembering the day’s lesson from yesterday.
“Cup your breasts.” He said. Katie placed her hands on her bare breasts, realizing he was going to direct her throughout the experience. “Squeeze…” she did as she was told. “Circle your breasts with your index fingers.” A delightful shiver went down her spine, her back arched, as goosebumps raised on her skin. Her breasts had always been sensitive to touch and was a favorite way for her to warm up when she played. Guys were almost always too rough, too quick. But she had a delicate touch that made for the perfect self-foreplay. “Using your thumbs, I want you to gently rub your nipples.” She gasped, a soft moan as her nipples hardened under her touch. “Pinch them between thumb and index and roll.” She was so aroused, having an audience. Being directed. “Pull out…” She gasped and moaned. “Bring your hands to your inner thighs.” She followed his instructions. “Now, lightly caress your thighs with the tips of your fingers.” She was really aching now, enjoying her own touch and the submission to Matt. “How do you reach climax? External stimulation or penetration?” She thought for a second, usually she needed her fingers inside. “Penetration, sir…” she said between moans. “Good girl.” She practically purred at the praise. “Right or left hand?” It was so clinical, so direct. No vulgarity or crassness. It drove her wild. “Left, sir…” He nodded, sipping at his coffee. “Take your right hand and cup your right breast. Use your fingers to continue pinching and rolling your nipple. Then place the heel of your hand on your mons.” She looked a bit confused and hesitated. He stood up and took her hand, placing it in position for her.
“Take your index and middle finger and part your labia; present yourself.” She blushed again, feeling so exposed as she parted her lips and allowed him to see her so intimately. Her breathy moans filled the room. “Now, begin rubbing your clitoris.” Again she followed his command, her body really writhing on the bed with each touch. He sat back, saying nothing as she teased her nipple and clitoris, feeling how aroused she was. By now she’d already be fingering herself, so ready and eager. The wait was almost torture. Screaming in her head, she wanted to beg and plead like a desperate bitch in heat but she stayed quiet. Only her moans and panting filling the room. Finally, he spoke. “Katie, would you like to orgasm?” She nodded, so caught in the moment before catching herself. “Yes, yes sir…” she managed to get out. “Using your index and middle, penetrate yourself.” She wasted no time, a loud moan escaping from her lips as she did so. “Pause, hold it just like that.” She could feel her warmth, feel her vaginal walls embracing her fingers. *Tick…tick….tick…*.it took her a minute to place to noise. Like a metronome, a steady rhythm, a deliberate beat that was neither fast nor slow. “Now, masturbate to this beat.” He said, sipping at his coffee.
It took Katie a few seconds to focus and concentrate, finding the rhythm and matching each beat with the in and out of her fingers. It was just quick enough to heighten her arousal and bring her closer to climax. But she began to realize that it wasn’t quick enough and the focus on the metronome pulled her out of the moment just enough to keep her just on the edge. She had no concept of time, no idea how long he kept her in this state. Saying nothing as she continued, her moans and whimpers the only sound in the room to accompany the metronome’s drone. Finally, he broke the silence. “Katie, would you like to orgasm?” She nodded, panting and breathless, “Yes…yes….yes….sir…” she managed to get out. The metronome turned off, he smiled at her. “You will orgasm 3 times, counting each one.” Her eyes went wide, remembering the intensity she had experienced on the pool deck. She increased her pace, eager to finish and feel release. It wasn’t long before she was really bucking. Her toes curling. “O….on…..onnnnneeeee……” she moaned out. Without thinking, she snapped her legs shut. Matt was quick to correct her. It took all her strength to keep them in the frogged position he had put her in. She continued, realizing how sensitive she was. Her body quivered with each thrust in and out. How could he make her cum this well without even touching her? She thought, realizing again that she had never had anything this intense on her own. So worked up, the next two came quickly. Almost one right after the other as she moaned, practically screaming the count out. She lay back, chest heaving as she worked to catch her breath. Matt stood up, kissing her gently, before walking towards the door. “Remember, you have a list that needs to be done by the time I come home.” He closed the bedroom door and left her there. She rolled over, exhausted, and went back to sleep.
She woke in panic when the bright sun streamed into the room. She bolted up and grabbed her phone. “FUCK…” she thought. Almost noon. She hopped out of bed and ran to the shower. She cleaned up quickly, trying not to enjoy the hot water too much. She looked around but realized Matt hadn’t left anything out for her to wear. She shrugged it off and headed downstairs to find his list. Sitting on the kitchen counter in his neat and efficient handwriting was her tasks for the day:
*1. Vacuum*
*2. Laundry -sheets*
*3. Sweep and Mop Kitchen*
*4. Practice position 5 times; start with 5 minutes and increase by 5 each time. Record each practice.*
*5. Prepare and cook dinner in fridge. All pots and pans cleaned prior to serving.*
*6. Clean All Bathrooms*
*7. Home by 5*
Her eyes went wide, wondering if it was 5 or if he could be home anytime before then. She sighed, wishing she had set an alarm. She cracked the fridge open and found all the ingredients for a roast, with simple and direct instructions. OK, she could start dinner around 2 and have it cooked by 5. She took a deep breath, hoping she could complete everything. She set to work in a flurry of activity, scrambling to finish his list. She was scrubbing the last of the pans used to prep dinner when the door opened at 4:30. “Dinner will be ready at 5, sir.” She offered, bowing her head slightly and hoping she had done well.
Her mind raced, trying to run through everything in her mind. Did she forget anything? “Take your position.” He said. She went to her knees and posed perfectly, well-rehearsed from the day’s practice. She held her position as he went through the house, inspecting her work. He came back to her, cupping her chin and making her look up. “Very good, I am impressed. However you forgot to change the sheets and get them in the laundry.” He smiled wickedly, seeing the look in her eyes. He brought her to her feet and took her to the living room.
He sat on the solid wood coffee table and patted his knee. She came over and he positioned her, bent over his knee with her bare bottom up. “I think 10 will do…” he mused. “Your punishments will not always be this easy, but it is your first. Interlace your fingers with your hands behind your head. You will count each out loud. If you miscount, we will restart. If your hands leave that position, we restart. Understand?” “Yes, yes sir…” she stammered.
He brought his hand back, then brought it down sharply against her bared cheek. The sound echoed through the room as she let out a yelp, expecting it to be more playful rather than a true punishment. She had much to learn. “ONE!” she counted, sobbing as her cheek stung. His hand came back and down again, a firm swing with full arm as his palm kissed her skin again. “TWO!”. Warm tears streamed down her cheeks. Her punishment continued, each strike echoing off the walls with her sobs as her cheeks reddened. Finally, it stopped. He brought her to her feet and took her back to the kitchen. “I believe dinner should be ready?” She eyed the timer, “Yes, sir..”. He sat at the table while she made his plate. She brought him his dinner and turned to go back to the kitchen to fix hers. “Did I tell you that you could eat?” The thought hadn’t even crossed her mind. “Assume the position.” He said, pointing at a spot next to his chair. She took her place, silent as he ate and enjoyed his meal. When he finished, he made her stand and handed her his plate. She took it to the kitchen, scraping it off and placing it in the dishwasher. She put the leftovers in storage and started to clean the last pan. As she scrubbed at it, she felt him behind her. His hands reaching around to cup her breasts. “Enjoying yourself?” he whispered in her ear. She moaned slightly as one hand went between her legs. She answered honestly, despite the spankings. The ownership. All the things she should have hated. “Yes, sir”. He unzipped, “Good girl.” |
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[B/S] A little update on my situation with my sister. | Awhile ago I posted that I was involved with my older sister, she's a year old than I, we're both in our mid 20s. And we have 2 kids together, her husband claimed to be the father. She has been married to "Larry" not his real name, I am engaged to "Karen" not her real name. My update is that we are no longer with them, she is divorcing him and I broke off our engagement. Turns out her girls night out, involved having a good fucking from my brother in law. Now that that's out of the way, we can be together and start on our 3rd child. |
In Broad Daylight [F42/M28] [first date] [exhibitionist] [female pleasure] [white lace panties] | A short piece about a super hot first date.
In Broad Daylight
It was so warm last Friday when we met for coffee… I was glad you suggested we go for a walk along the beach since it was such a beautiful day. Plus it gave me the chance to listen to your sexy voice tell stories of your travels… and your passions… your fantasies
It’s rare to meet someone who is so dashing and confidant as well as interested and engaging. You continually turned your attention on to me, asked me questions about my life and my dreams… my desires.
The sun felt good on my skin as we walked and talked, losing track of time and of our surroundings. We came to a wall and, feeling adventurous, climbed over it to discover a small cove completely isolated & out of view from the path… you offered me your hand and when our eyes met we both smiled the same, knowing smile.
You led me over to a patch of dry sand against the cliff’s edge and quickly pulled me in for a deep kiss. A kiss both of us had been wanting… and craving… all morning. Keeping your mouth on mine, your arms encircled me entire body and I melted into you. I felt tiny all wrapped up in you and before I knew it, you turned me around and walked me toward the edge of cliff wall. Urging my hands up against the wall you leaned over and whispered in my ear “I’ve been wanting to bend you over in that little dress all morning. I’m gonna rip your panties right off of your beautiful body.” I felt my pussy tingle at the thought of your fingers under my dress & I gave an involuntary shudder.
Pinning my wrists with one hand, your arm wrapped around my waist and pulled my hips towards you. I arched my back and felt my dress flutter, exposing my ass and my white, lace panties. Stepping in right behind me, I felt your cock, so big and so hard pressing right up against my wet pussy lips. You slid your fingers just under the lace and they lightly traced their way across my belly and around my hip until you reached my ass. You suddenly grabbed ahold of my panties and as promised tore them right off. You leaned forward and whispered in my ear “I’ve wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you.” My wet lips dripping and exposed, I felt you enter me… your fingertips running inside my pink soft walls; stroking me from the inside. My pussy started to spasm and drip down into your palm - hot streams of passion - & you rubbed it all over my thighs and my ass… glistening and massaging me. I opened my legs a little wider and leaned forward into the cliff wall, offering my hungry pussy up for you to take.
[It sounds even better in my own voice](https://soundgasm.net/u/Quinnnspiration/In-Broad-Daylight-F4M-first-date-exhibitionism-female-pleasure) |
I [21 f] got dicked down by my massage therapist friend (27 m) | I \[21 f\] made a Tinder account when I turned 18 and found someone that was interested in being friends. It ended up turning into a friends with benefits and we used to fool around a bit. However, my friend (now 27 m) ended up moving away and becoming a licensed massage therapist. We have been talking on and off on snapchat since, and he mentioned he was coming to town to see family. I brought up the idea that he should give me an erotic massage, and he was down.
I got to the hotel suite he was staying at, and we hung out for a bit - splitting a bottle of wine. He asked if I wanted that massage and I said yes, and he brought out his table. He went to the bathroom as I got undressed and on his table. He's pretty muscular and I thought it was hot when he walked out in his tight shirt and boxer briefs to massage me.
I was facing down on his table and he started working on me. He used a lavender scented oil on me and started working on my back, shoulders, neck, and arms/hands. Nothing was inappropriate about this and he did so for like 30 minutes.
He started working on my butt and worked on it as he normally would - with me covered and him doing proper techniques. Then he got to my legs and uncovered them one at a time. He even uncovered my butt cheek that was connected to the leg he was working on. He got oil on his hands and ran his hands from my ankle all the way up to my butt cheek. Then he slowly worked his way up from the bottom of my legs with a deeper pressure - gripping and squeezing my calves and up my thighs. He did this one technique where he'd slide his hands up my inner thighs and rubbed my pussy with the sheets still covering it. He also did some pretty handsy work on my butt cheek. He repeated on the other leg of course.
He had me turn around so I was facing up. He worked on my neck, face and head like he usually does. He uncovered my breasts in a professional manner too to work on them. He was working on them as he normally would.. At least at first. His hands lowered and he was firmly squeezing my boobs with both hands. I couldn't help myself and I ended up holding on to his forearms as he did so.
He started working on my legs again. He basically did the same thing as he did while I was facing down. But this time, he did more pussy rubbing and even uncovered it to rub it and finger me. After he was done with both legs, he uncovered both legs at the same time, as well as my pussy. He got on the table, opened up my legs, and started kissing and biting my thighs. After he was done giving my thighs some love, he started eating me out. I took the sheets off and I was just laying openly naked on his table as he did so. I was grabbing his head and grinding my pussy into his face as he did so. He ate me out for like 20 minutes. Safe to say my pussy wetness was starting to make a mess on his table.
He got off the table and had me scoot up so my head was hanging off the end (I was still facing up). He got more oil on his hands and started rubbing my boobs all the way down to my tummy. He was leaning over my head and when he was reaching down to my tummy, his hard dick has pressing against my face. Eventually, I started playfully biting it, like I was bobbing for apples. He ended up pulling down his boxer briefs and his hard dick came out. For reference - he has a 6 inch cut, keeps it smooth, and it's pretty thick. I started sucking him as he continued to rub my body. He ended up gripping my throat with his hands and gagged me a little. This is when it got even more messy, with my drool running down my face. I gave him head for like 10 minutes.
He took his dick out of my mouth and moved me so I was on my back again, except this time, I had my legs hanging off the end of his table. He propped my legs over his shoulders and started fucking me in missionary. He'd even lean down to make out with me while we were fucking. After a few minutes, he turned me over, and I was on all fours on the end of his table. He started fucking me in doggy. What I really liked, is that he had a nice view for the hotel suite, and I was looking right out of it while he fucked me in doggy. It almost felt like a movie. It started getting pretty rough. We were both moaning loudly and he was fucking me harder. He was tugging my hair back, choking me, and spanking me. After about another 10 minutes of this, I could feel him start to cum in my pussy. He filled me up pretty nicely, and pulled out and continued to cum all over my butt. I wasn't expecting him to cum so much but I'm glad he did.
Throughout the fucking, he would continue to massage and rub my body. Honestly, it made the sex magical and was probably the best sex I've ever had. 10/10 - would recommend fucking a massage therapist :) |
[f/d] it finally happened! |
I'm blown away. Dad was gone for nearly a week for his final business trip of the year, and when he came home I hugged him so hard I thought his ribs were gonna crack.
And then he kissed me. And it was a real kiss, like husband and wife. We kissed for a long time, just in the hallway. I didn't know kissing could be so... I don't know? I felt like I was having a spiritual experience. Maybe it was??
Last night for the first time we had sex. It wasn't that great, and I'm really sore today but I also can't wait to do it again. I'm so in love with him and everything feels right and good, and even though the sex hurt, I still want more and I want to do it again.
It feels so good to also no longer be a 23 year old virgin.
I was hoping for this kind of connection for so long and I can't tell anyone about it, except you guys. I love him! And I am so pleased we finally made it. |
[M/D] I (42f) had lesbian sex with my Daughter (21f) and it was the best sex I've ever had. And I think I want to do it again. | A small part of me feels like such an abysmal Mother. But sex with a woman, let alone my daughter was simply luxurious.
To set the scene. I grew up in an extremely Conservative household. My father was part of a group that would attack Muslims or just anyone not white enough for them aswell as Gay people. My mum was just a vicious. She didn't want me hanging around with any "N**lets" at school. She disowned my brother for being gay, and this resulted in him ending his own life. I will be honest it was at this point in my life that my views changed. In my eyes this household had killed my brother. I became more open minded and even started exploring my own sexuality with a friend of mine Lucy. She was so sweet and we were together all the time. She died in a car accident the last year of Comprehensive school. It rocked me.
Anyway In later years I went to University and had a relationship with a man called George. He was very sweet in the beginning and we hit it off. He was a few years my senior but that didn't matter then.
I feel pregnant with my daughter and George was a decent father. However it didn't last too long as I found out that George had not just one child with another woman who lived literally around the corner from me but 4 of varying ages. I confronted him, he hit me. I slashed him with a knife and I never saw him again.
I named my daughter Lucy after my friend and I raised her the best I could.
My mother in my ear the whole time telling to either seek George put or find a new husband. I wasn't interested in Men, definitely not after that experience.
My daughter is a star student at her University. She is so much like me. And I made sure to mold her to be as open minded as I could.
Bringing us to about a week ago now. We went out for a girls night. There were meant to be other girls but they all went home due to bus cancellations. Typical. Anyway we went from bar to pub etc until we went into a lesbian bar. My daughter suggested it and I was too tipsy to refuse what I really wanted so I agreed. Maybe a little to quickly judging by the look I got.
We spent 4 hours in that bar. I made out with around 3 gorgeous women. My daughter chatted up the bargirl which I was very impressed with.
It was genuinely the best night out I have ever had.
When we got home we were very drunk. Both of us but I was by far more totaled than Lucy.
We fell on the sofa and we laughed with out arms linked. Out faces so close together like those other women in the bar and I thought about kissing them. So I suppose it was me who started it. But Lucy, after getting over her initial shock was more than happy to reciprocate.
She ran her arms up my bare legs, over my tight dress squeezing my breasts. This was not her first time with a woman I knew that but she knew what she was doing. I took down her spaghetti straps on her slightly looser dress and it exposed her breats. I was in awe. They were slightly smaller than mine, all be it far more firm.
"Oh my". I was sobering up and those were my first words that I can remember saying.
"Can you touch mommy"? Lucy asked me in the sweetest voice.
"I... I don't know what to do". I said. I wasn't conflicted about doing this with my daughter surprisingly but I had never done this. Not in over 25 year.
My daughter grabbed my hands and placed them on her tips, I pawed them and felt the pool of arousal in my panties. "Oh fuck... mommy". She moaned before smashing her lips on mine again. She threw her ams behind me and pulled my zipper down. We now were in a frenzy to get out of our garments and it did not matter that happened to them. My dress dropped to the floor and my daughter looked me up and down like an apex predator does woth their meal before they pounce. I was dripping wet. Literally it was running down my thigh. My daughter grabbed my hips, pulled dme close and tore my panties with her teeth. Still the single hottest thing that has ever happened to me in the bedroom and I have been around in my age. She kissed my abdominal region and I ran my hands through her brunette hair. Her fingers ran through my pushy and I shuddered.
I pulled back the n sat down on the sofa, spreading my legs and massaging my cunt. My daughter got on her knees and removed my hand, kicking my fingers sensually, maintaining eye conact. Her blue eyes staring into mine. She then lowered her mouth close to my pussy and I felt her hot breath. Then without warning she liked fast up my slit and I yelped. She then ate my cunt put like it was her last meal. I came in a few minutes and I screamed. Her fingers being driven ina nd put of me. Starung with one and ending in 3.
She then crawled up my body and made out with me and I have to say I don't taste too bad. The then stood on the sofa, a leg either side of me and positioned her pushy in front of my face. I mimicked her actions to the best of my inexperienced abilites. The whole time feeling her luscious butt. Her thighs and running my fingernails up and down her back slowly. She grinded her pussy on my mouth and I loved every fucking second of it. She climaxed and suited her juices all over me. It was not far off from having a shower. She then collapsed inot my lap and hugged me tightly and her orgasn slowly subsided.
I began to come to my senses and whispered
"Oh Lucy, sweetie what have we done".
She simply held me tighter but said nothing. Her breath was heaving.
"That was the best fucking I've ever had mom". She sighed. She sat up now staring down at me.
"Oh you should not say that" I say closing my eyes so I wouldn't look at her body.
"Did you not enjoy it"? She asked.
"NO! I can't believe i did this with you, My god". I say repulsed at ehat I just did with my daughter. Inside I was screaming but I knew I had loved it.
Lucy tool a second before pulling away and getting off me. She said nothing, didn't so much as look at me as she gathered her thong, dress and quickly disappeared into the bathroom. I didn't gather my thing but I did retreat into my room. I pressed my body against the door and I slip down it. A bit dramatic if you ask me.
I hear Lucy come out and she waites for a couple of minutes for me to move out but I do not so I heat the front door close I live in a bungalow but it's cosy and in the countryside, small village with about 170ish people. She knows people around and I hear her enter the nervous house. Soon I hear a horn beeping outside and I watch form my window as Lucy gets in an user and leaves.
I got little sleep that night.
I text Lucy 3 days later asking if we could talk. She didn't answer until the next day saying yeah she'd like that.
I going over to her University accommodation tomorrow and I'd be lying if I said I haven't been craving her sexually.
I am quite active on social media for my age and I've heard of reddit but never saw it as my scene until I found out there were such groups as this one where I didn't have to feel like a freak. |
god is real and she a baddie | Very long story short, my husband cheated on me, beat me and left me for reasons I'll probably never know. My 'rebound' was a good friend of mine that I'd always been attracted to and even fantasized about but never made a move because I was faithful to my husband.
After my husband left, I spent the next couple weeks going back and forth between my house and my mom's, and when I was home I slept on the couch or in the guest room because I couldn't bring myself to sleep in our bed. It was miserable; I was devastated, sore from not sleeping in my own bed, and delirious from dealing with everything. Each night was a fresh breakdown when going to bed alone. I told my friend that I had to just suck it up and bring myself to sleep in my own bed, and he offered to stay with me. So I agreed.
It was sweet. I fell asleep crying softly on his chest, realizing just how much I missed cuddling with my husband every night. At one point I awoke in the middle of the night, disoriented at who was in my bed and I started crying again. He immediately woke up and held me and cried with me. I pulled away to dry my tears off of his chest and I thanked him for being so sweet. We started drifting off again, we were facing each other and I could feel his breath on my mouth. It smelled sweet and felt warm against my face. I couldn't help imagining how it would feel on my ear or against my neck. I started tracing my fingers through his beard and his breathing shifted so I knew he wasn't fully asleep. We laid like that a bit longer and then, he kissed me. Full on French, exploring each other's tongues, soft and sweet yet firm. Then he pulled away and apologized, and that was that.
Well I guess something about kissing someone other than my husband helped me start to realize it was really over between us, and those sneaky thoughts of getting freaky with my friend started crossing my mind again. So, I asked him to stay over again. He came over pretty late that night - I was already in bed and he laid down and snuggled in close like a big spoon. I was wearing underwear and a big t-shirt, nothing crazy. His arm was across my stomach, so I put my arm over his and our fingers intertwined. Then he pulled my shirt up slightly and began caressing my tummy and hips. I was into it. I backed my ass up against him and could feel his cock growing. Gently pressing into each other's spoons while he traced his fingers along my ribs, my hips, my ribs again, and finally found his way up to my nipples and I stifled a moan, backing up against his rock hard cock. He made his way back down and started stroking my pussy over my panties. I reached for his cock, stroking over underwear too, until he moved it out of the way. I barely had a chance to explore his length with my hand before he ducked under the covers, pulled my panties aside and started licking my clit. I was done for - just about to cum and then he got on top of me leaving me ragged, making out hot and heavy, and then he pulled up and slid his thick cock deep inside me. I was immediately cumming but he dragged it out, torturing me, flipped me over and fucked me from behind, turned me back around and continued eating me out until I came so hard my moans were becoming screams. As if I wasn't already writhing enough, he fingered me until I squirted more than I ever thought possible, and then fucked me some more in my own puddle, exclaiming how wet I was. He pulled out before he could finish and we passed out.
He was back the following night. I admitted to fantasizing about him, and that honestly at that point I only felt bad because he didn't finish the night before. He said it was fine, that he usually lasts so long that he just focuses on his partner. So, challenge accepted haha. Cuddling in bed, I was laying with my arm across his tummy, playing with his hairy chest and tracing around his curves and edges, skipping past his underwear and tracing along his thighs until I guess he couldn't take it anymore and he placed my hand over his cock. I rubbed him over the underwear and felt it growing harder and thicker. He pulled his boner out of his underwear and I made him grab it and watched him stroke it. My mouth was watering and I told him I wanted to taste him, that it wasn't fair I got all the attention the night before. I rolled over on top of him and started at his neck, kissing, licking, biting a little on his ear...His ragged breath fucked me up man - I kissed and traced my tongue from the neck down to his v, then I pulled his underwear back up, sat up, and started grinding against him, dry humping like horny high schoolers. God it felt so good against my clit. He sat up suddenly and in one fell swoop, flipped his cock out of his underwear and into my wet pussy, and pulled my sports bra up over my tits, taking them into his mouth, biting my nipples and making me moan like no other. I was already cumming with his long thick cock deep inside me. I'm not a size queen but damn this man knows how to use his length. I pulled off of him and went under the covers, tracing his tip with my tongue, sucking his head like the lollipop it is. Hearing him moan uncontrollably got me hot all over again and I took him into my mouth and deep throated his throbbing cock until he was close to cumming and then we switched positions. We went at it doggy style for a bit, and then 69 at some point, it became a blur...Before I knew it, I was squirting again and telling him he could do whatever he wanted to me, I just wanted him to cum - in my ass, my mouth, I didn't care just cum for me. He was dripping sweet sweat and I was rubbing my face over his sweaty body, begging and moaning like a cum slut sub. We got into missionary and passionately made out while he fucked me some more, then he flipped me over, ate out my ass and finally, almost yelling, he came on my back and we collapsed in a heap of sweat and cum and squirt juices. Jesus fucking Christ it was porn worthy.
My loser husband had all of this and more. His fucking loss. |
[Cm/Cf] My (20f) Cousin wants to start an onlyfans (Update 3) | I swiftly exited my roomates room. I couldn't handle any more of the beradement from her, albeit deserved. She had completely caught me in the act, and I am ashamed to say this is the first time i've been caught "in the act", even if I wasn't directly doing anything when she was in the room with me.
I lightly jogged back to my room and closed the door, ensuring to lock my door this time with a chair wedged inbetween the door handle and the floor. It is an incredibly effective security solution according to Hollywood. Tonight had been an absolutely immense overhaul of varying emotions, and it was just going past half past one in the morning. I tucked myself into my fresh sheets and took my mind off everything that had happened by putting my earphones and playing a podcast.
I woke up at around 9am, incredibly hung over. I had to have a double take as to what day it was "Saturday", my phone read. An immense sigh of releaf left my mouth, and I forced my way out of bed. I was greeted by my poor attempt at "locking" my door, or at least I thought when seeing it that it was incredibly effective. This chair must've dug around 1-2 inches into our carpet, and was an absolute nightmare to remove. I don't know what previous, mildly intoxicated Alex had in him, but that extra bicep curl certainly paid off.
I managed to get through my roughly made, yet effective baricades and was greeted by the aroma of coffee and what I could only assume was walgreens finest cheap bacon. It was music to my nose. I was greeted by a half naked Sam, who looked incredibly deshivled and looked like he'd had 30 minutes of sleep. "Morning Sam" I muttered, rubbing my eyes and attempting to stretch out the immense headache building in my head. He glanced over and smiled back, responsing with an incredibly croaky "morning" in return. I poured myself some of the sweet nectar and started to scroll through my phone. 8 missed calls from Abbie. I nearly spat out my coffee, I instantly excused myself from Sam and rushed to the balcony and closed the shutter.
The phone rang for a while and eventually I managed to get through to her. "Took your time! What time do you call this?!" Abbie barked down the phone. She does have a point. My work starts at 8 and runs through till anywhere between 2pm, and 10pm, it's a mean proffesion. "I'm sorry, me, Daisy and Sam went out drinking last night, and didn't get back until about midnight" I replied. She seemed to scoff at this, as if I had done something wrong. And at the time I thought I was in big trouble, so I prepared myself for as many insults my hungover mind could handle. But it was the complete opposite. "Me and the girls are hiring out a DJ for the party, I was wondering if you would be able to come early and set it up? I need to let the DJ know ASAP whether we can accomidate him or not". I kind of slouched in the floating chair on our balcony. "You had me really worried Abbie, I thought you had gotten hurt or something!" I replied. She chuckled a bit, "Cousin, you need to chill out more. I am your older cousin after all, I can look after myself thank you very much!". Abbie has always had bragging rights over me, being two months older than me. It sucks. We then went on to talk about what I needed to do, bring etc. After about 10 minutes of planning and note taking, I eventually went to finish the call when Abbie stopped me in my tracks. "I'm sorry for being mean. I really appreciate you looking out for me. You're probably the only one who I can confidently rely on 100% of the time." this took me a back, I smiled softly and took a couple of seconds to think up a response. It had really touched me how sweet and kind she really is, even if we argue about who's older enough. I responded saying that i'll always be there for her and no task is too much for me to do for her. It was then her turn to take her time to reply. "I might have a couple of tough tasks for you to complete when you come up, if you feel up to it?". I didn't take any notice of what she could've been insinuating, but I innocently replied with "Yeah of course! I can't wait!". We spoke for a little bit longer and eventually we hung up.
I walked back into the kitchen to see Daisy and Sam chatting about some new carpets for their car and my roomate scrolling through her phone. What I didn't notice whilst writing this, is how often my roomate comes up in this, she's Hannah. I'm not sure why I refered to her as "my roomate", but here's the reveal I think maybe one person might've wanted. I poured myself some more coffee, as my first cup hadn't quite hit the spot as much as I wanted. I sat opposite Hannah and smiled at her, asking if her weed coma had cleared over yet. She looked up from her phone and gave me a polite middle finger. She was clearly still either feeling the effects, or incredibly tired. I opted for the latter. It was at that point where I remembered Abbie's comment about some "tough tasks" and started to overthink every possibility of what those tasks could be. After last night and all of the multitudes of scenarios and emotions, I quickly learned to let these fly over my head, and focus on the current.
It was the day before we were meant to go to Daisy's college dorm, so myself, Sam and Daisy got some stuff in order, such as sleeping bags, pillows, drinks and I got some equipment ready for the DJ to use at the bar. We spent the latter of the morning preparing the house for some guests who would be house sitting, as Hannah was going to stay at a friends house for a couple of nights whilst we aren't in. We don't live in a dodgy area, in fact the area we live in you could probably leave your door open and have a sign saying "Closing sale, everything 100% off!". We just have some neighbours who often have people round for big dinner parties and aren't able to accomidate. So we let them use the sofa bed and the kitchen facilities. We have been doing this since we moved in almost two years ago, and it has never been an issue. Our neighbours are incredibly kind, often bringing over some left overs of their dinner parties, which, without fail, is some of the nicest food you could ever taste. You could expect Gordon Ramsay to walk through the door and saying he prepared the food and you wouldn't even know.
Daisy and Sam went out carpet shopping for their new car, which I thought was an incredibly niche thing to do on a saturday, but everyone to their own I guess. I was sat in the lounge just cleaning up some stuff from work over the week, and signing off the new employees, who if you were wondering, were fantastic. I had my headphones in, blasting some of my guilty pleasure playlist when I saw Hannah walk into the lounge area and lie down in her typical position. Crossing her legs and lying forward. I have no idea how she does it, I kind of stare slightly, assessing whether the human body should be able to do that or not, I decided that it was not allowed to do that and that it broke every law of physics. I continued with my work, in the zone. My vision was entirely on my laptop screen and nothing else. Once I am in the zone, it would take a meteor crashing through my balcony window to get me out of "the zone". Well, on this particular afternoon, the meteor certainly crashed in through the balcony, as I saw my screen slam down on my lap. It was my turn to break the laws of physics, as I jumped probably a good couple of inches off the sofa from a sitting position to see Hannah standing over me signalling me to take my earphones out.
"Are you deaf or something?!" she slates towards me. "What the hell?" I ask back, slightly annoyed that my work flow was disrupted. Not that I actively wanted to do work on a Saturday, but I had a lazy day on Tuesday and needed to catch up. She ignored this and sat next to me, making me shuffle over. The couch I was sat on is technically made for two people, but I was manspreading the hell out of it, so this sudden invasion of my manspreading area was not a welcome surprise. "We need to talk about last night" she softly said to me, looking around as if someone else was there. "What? About your terrible ability to handle your weed?" I smirked cheekily back at her, "No dumbass, the whole me walking into your room, you walking back into your room wearing nothing but boxers". I was once again taken aback by one of Hannah's comments. I first started off by saying about how it's my room, and what I do / wear isn't her business and that she should wait until I respond when she knocks next time. I felt bad about saying this, mainly because we're relatively open-ish with each other, and seeing each other in less clothes than usual isn't exactly out of the ordinary, rare, but not really something we would comment on to each other or really even take notice of.
"Look, i'm not saying that at all. I want to apologise". She said, a slight look of dismay on her face and sadness. I didn't respond, just kind of sat there and listened. I learned from my sister that listening to people will get you so much further than interviening and adding your own opinion. So I did exactly that. "I invaded your personal space, and it wasn't right of me to do what I did. What ever you want to do in your own area, should be kept to yourself and I am sorry." I leaned back, hearing Hannah talk like this to me is something I have never seen before, it was an entirely different side of her usual somewhat relaxed and introverted approach to her day to day routine. And I really appreciated this. "I'm sorry about that dumb comment I made also, I wasn't thinking." I then chose to try and make light of the situation, "You weren't thinking when you decided to have that entire joint to yourself, i'm surprised we didn't have to take a fun trip to the hospital", I smiled back at her. This garnished a small smirk on her face, she had obviously been upset with what had happened and genuinly seemed sorry.
"It's absolutely fine, we're both adults now believe it or not, and we make mistakes, but I genuinly don't mind. It was my fault that I didn't reply to the door, and I should've left your high ass in your bed and left", I chuckled. I placed my laptop on the small coffee table next to me and leaned in to give her a hug. She held me for a while, squeezing me tight. This was a welcome surprise. She obviously had been doing what I do best, overthinking small things and getting in over herself about it. Because in reality, I didn't mind it at all. I explained to her that it's absolutely fine and that she shouldn't worry about it at all.
It was then that Daisy returned, but without Sam in tail. "Jesus what did I miss here?" she said, towering over me and Hannah, smirking and teasing me. She knows i've always had a small thing for Hannah, but also knows i'd never actively do anything about it, because I am "Miles out of her league" according to my ever loving sister. "Alex was showing me some of his incredibly exciting work, and how he is going to save the world by selling WiFi boxes to old people" Hannah smugly said. This merited, in my opinion, a soft slap to her right arm. Whilst she's not entirely wrong about some aspects of my job, it hurts to know that i'm not exactly inventing the wheel or creating the next great electric car. "How fun, i'll leave you lovers too it" Daisy quipped, and walked towards the kitchen. I didn't take much notice of this comment, but it really seemed to set a small spark off in Hannah's brain, as she zoned out slightly, catching her view on my lower abdomen, she seemed to snap out of it, quickly made eye contact and got up. Resuming her horrifyingly impossible position on the longer shared couch infront of me.
I attempted to shrug this off, and opted to have a shower, as I had gone all morning and most of the afternoon without any form of washing myself, all thanks to my brutal hangover, which, praise the lord, had subsisded and turned into a mere tiredness. I did the usual routine of bringing a fresh towel from Daisy's room, which she hates when I do, but those towels she has feels like a damn cloud on your skin compared to my $5 ones from Amazon. I waltzed my way to the only shower room we have in the appartment and closed the door. I like my showers almost burning hot, i'm a monster I know. So I often just sit there, either scrolling through Instagram or reading the back of the labels on shampoo bottles if I forget my phone. Eventually after what felt like a decade, the water was warm enough so that I wouldn't feel like I was being showered in ice shards. I washed myself clean, getting soap in my eye as I always seem to do, which hurt like a bitch, and got out, drying myself off. I started to play some music through my phone speakers whilst I did my extremely strenuous skin routine of a shave and some face cream.
I was in my own world, singing along to back in black by AC/DC. Totally unaware of absolutely any of my surroundings, butt naked having the time of my life. I started to shave off the pathetic attempt at a beard, wincing at the lack of hair that this one portion of my chin that refuses to grow for some reason. I washed off my face and saw a light flicker. Taking not much notice of this, I turned around to what I expected to be the sensor light playing up again, but it wasn't anything like that.
Hannah had walked in on me again. |
Getting naughty with my [23M] classmate [22F] after graduation | This story happened a couple of years ago so the age markers are set to the dates of the events but it still turns me on very fucking much to this day and I'm often fantasizing about it.
I had a classmate that was in love with me during our days in high school, let's call her Jessica. Jessica was a tall lean brunette with a long hair, medium-to-big sized tits, big brown eyes and cute anime-like voice. I was oblivious to her feelings till the prom where she opened up and so, sadly, nothing came out of it since we were heading to different parts of the country to our unies.
We parted our ways after school but started casually chatting online on a daily basis some years after. We both finished our universities, both came back to our parents' house and decided to meet up — she invited me to her birthday party. We had a lot of alcohol-fueled fun together that evening.
One of her friends got her a ticket for a tango lesson as a birthday present and since she had no partner at the time (neither had I), she invited me for the free dance the day after. I waltzed her fine, the teacher made flattering remarks about our couple.
We strolled for a walk after the lesson and, well, I kinda hit on her. It just felt so natural and I felt that we grew closer during the dance somehow. She blushed a lot but after holding hands we started hugging and at the end of the evening were wildly french-kissing in the dark corners of the streets.
We started dating but it was a relationship that grew out of intimacy deprivation so it was leaning to the sensual side – and boy, what a side it was!
Jessica was wild in sex. A shy, somewhat introverted girl got into her nymphomaniac side and turned into a self-proclaimed slut, a passionate dirty mistress that was eager to do anything, wholeheartedly and with great passion. She was giving amazing blowjobs, blowed me like a fucking queen couple of times a day and my hot load was always swallowed with no drops left.
I remember us lying on a double bed, juices flowing out of her vagina while I suck on her clitoris and rim her asshole with my tongue.
"Do you mind me sticking it up your ass?" – I decided to ask since there is no harm in asking.
She shuddered with pleasure at the thought of it and made a small pause.
"Go for it, – she answered. But be gentle, please"
She got on all fours and prepared her bum for me. The red marks from yesterday's spanking on the pinkish buttocks were still visible and in no time was my hard penis, all covered in lube, slowly pushing through her tight sphincter – then the tip went in and she moaned, spreading her cheeks wider. I started going slowly but wanted to be tender to my girl and didn't push for the whole length. Besides, I was all ready to cum in no time and shaking with lust so hard that Jessica felt it, turned around and wrapped her mouth around my pulsating cock — I was cumming inside her throat with my gooey liquid semen seconds after I just fucked her in the ass. That was so goddamn hot!
We had anal sex 2 or 3 more times. I remember putting a pillow under her tummy and pushing my cock into her sweet hole for the whole length of that monster. She didn't let me cum inside so I finished on her tits. When I asked her if it was painful she said 'It hurt a little in the beginning but then I lost my mind with pleasure' – and she kissed me on the mouth with great tender and smiled.
Sadly, we soon broke up because there wasn't much common ground beside sex. She found herself a new boyfriend, later admitting that she started sleeping with him when we were still together.
And this accidental cuckolding turned me on sooooo much! The slutty nature overtook her good girl side and not many people knew about it still regarding her as a 'virgin' type. Since then I've been constantly dreaming about hotwifing her or spitroasting with a couple of other men — I bet Jessica would definitely love the idea. |
[B/S][M/S] I'm visiting my parents and I don't know where to go from here. | Heeeey friends.
The last few days have been really quiet. I kind of don’t really know how to react to what happened with mom.
Everyone’s comments on my last post were…. Direct. Listen, I very much respect that. And, while I disagree with a lot of what some say, I can appreciate the point many made.
The main one being that everything would be fine if I was honest with everyone. I agree. I think that if all the cards were laid on the table then, at least, we’d all come to genuinely fruitful conclusions.
Like I’ve said to all of you in the past, while I do believe I’m missing a good chunk of common sense, the OBVIOUS reality doesn’t escape me. I know I’m not a victim in all this, I know I’m making all the wrong choices. And I know there is a clear way to go about things.
I wish I could tell you why I act the way I do. Why I find myself incapable of making the choices I know are correct. But the same way some people struggle looking after their health, or can’t make themselves go and talk to strangers, I often feel paralyzed by these sort of scenarios.
It sucks. I suck. Believe me, we agree on that.
It’s like I go through my life making perfectly reasonable choices. I have a good job, normal work relationships, and completely normal friendships. And for some reason, when it comes to this kind of shit, I just seem immune to good judgment
Honestly, I don’t know what it is…
With more than 100% confidence, I can tell you I’m doing my best. And I hope that if you’ve ever found yourself falling back into behaviors you’ve always known are toxic or destructive, you’ll understand. At least a little bit.
Regardless. Let’s get things going.
I figured the best thing to do was to stay put and don’t do anything. So my interactions with everyone have been pretty limited.
Monday offered me a little break by being an extremely busy day. Black Friday is a big day of the year in my industry. So I’ve been working a lot preparing for it. I had so much work, I left early to a cafe in the morning and didn’t come home until around 9. By that time, I was completely exhausted and collapsed as soon as I could get my body on a soft surface.
Tuesday was really awkward because my sister and I worked from home. I kept looking for secluded places in the house to work by myself, but she seemed drawn to me. If I moved to the patio, she moved to the living room, looking at me, then I moved to the office and she asked if she could come in and print a few things.
To be super frank, it’s likely she was following her daily WFH routine. But… “The wicked flee when no one pursues.”
A heavy sense of guilt haunted me the whole day. I didn’t know what to even say to my sister when we had normal conversations.
Until finally I said “Ummm… I…”
And then proceed to completely back out of it like the little bitch I am lol.
“I was thinking of pizza for dinner…” I finished.
That was about it. Just freaking out all day. Not knowing if her looks were suspicious, unusual or resentful… Or completely mundane.
Yesterday, I gave myself a little more space to think about what the best action plan is.
I’ve come to agree with one someone that left a comment two or three posts ago. That perhaps I need to come clean... to whom? I don’t know. But I should probab;ly make my way to being honest with everyone.
Maybe I’ll start with mom, that way, I don’t complicate things with my sister too, too much, and make sure nothing is happening behind dad’s back, at least.
I don’t know. It feels proactive, at least. What do you think?
Alright, yall.
Be well and behave. |
Tangled up with a Swamp Dryad (18+) [FxF, bondage, dubcon, fantasy, tentacles?] |
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Thalia found her daily gathering wander had taken her further afield than usual today. It was as if an indescribable force was pulling her to the swamps she usually steered clear of. No matter the time of day, the area was permanently cast in shadow. This was mostly thanks to the overhanging weeping willow trees whose branches stretched far and low, creating a curtain of dangling limbs in which to trap unknowing young drifters. The usually weary girl was drawn in by the alluring sight of plump and promising mushrooms. Thalia brushed a leaf-weighted branch to the side and pushed through into a clearing.
Immediately, the young human girl was enamoured by the sight before her. In the clearing, more light pierced through the trees, creating glistening spotlights. Thriving in the sunlight was a bountiful mushroom patch. Thalia didn’t hesitate to hitch her skirts and begin gathering. She didn’t stop to think how bizarre it was that such a variety of edible fungi was so conveniently gathered in one easy-to-traverse, visible opening. An oddity she would’ve been more cautious of had it not been for the hypnotising spores that had been affecting her since the moment she stepped foot into the swamp.
As soon as her pale hand cupped a troop of earthy brown mushrooms, the illusion cleared and she suddenly realised she was clasping at empty air. Thalia stood up with urgency but by the time she had recognised her mistake, it was too late. She turned to run but found her legs entangled in unnaturally sturdy vines. They wrapped around each leg, slithering up under her dress and constricting around her thighs. Another set seemingly with a consciousness of their own located her arms and quickly had them bound behind her back.
The vines collectively lifted her off the ground, creating a hammock-like cradle in which she was suspended. The more she struggled, the tighter the vines became. One went around her middle, squeezing the breath from her. Then, the creature responsible revealed itself. With hair as long as the willow branches, and skin as dark as the bark on the trees, the dryad was as beautiful as nature itself. On her skin sprouted moss and other living organisms - thriving symbiotically. With a simple flick of her dainty wrist, the creature commanded the vines holding Thalia to bring the girl closer.
The girl had been stunned into silence this whole time. Barely a wheeze could escape her parted lips. Elevated by her own set of vines, the dryad moved elegantly around the girl, examining her captured prey
“What do we have here?” She spoke, her voice like a whisper of wind through the trees.
Thalia couldn’t manage a response. Internally, she commanded the creature to release her at once. But nothing audible was produced. The dryad went on with its exploration, a damp hand caressing the human girl’s face. When a finger with the texture of moss ran over her bottom lip, Thalia just about mustered a whine of distress.
“A new toy I wonder?” The dryad mused, a mischievous glint lighting up her marshy eyes.
Before Thalia could question the creature’s intentions, she got an answer. It came in the form of a few more wrist flicks. The vines complied with the silent order. The ones of her legs snaked further up her thighs until they were invading her undergarments. She let out a surprised squeak but was immediately distracted by another pair of vines curling themselves around her breasts. The coils squeezed Thalia’s chest, rewarding their puppet master with a wail of contempt from the distraught girl.
As sweet as that sound was, the dryad wasn’t an evil creature through and through. In fact, she wanted her prey to enjoy itself too! This called for the aid of more spores - just so she would relax. The dryad blew a handful of them over the human’s face. They both breathed in and immediately they took effect. Thalia visibly relaxed in the vine’s grasp. Her eyes developed a hypnotic glassy shine. Much better. The last thing the dryad wanted was to feel guilty about indulging herself on her latest victim. She watched as the vines writhed in her undergarments and decided she wanted a better view of the teasing.
With the girl safely under an enchantment, the dryad wasn’t afraid to get close. She closed the distance and tugged away the girl's underwear. She gasped, delighted to see how excited her vines were making the little human. Her slit was glistening with tempting juices. She extended her hand and the vine dove into the girl’s remarkably prepared pussy. She felt the feedback from the vines as Thalia responded. The subsequent sounds the girl produced - rumbling moans and staggered cries - made the dryad even more excited. She also wanted to partake. With no garments of her own to get in the way, another vine was free to enter her. She let out a surprised gasp at the sensations. She commanded the foliage of the swamp to pleasure both her and the human girl - fucking them progressively harder and faster. She found herself drawn to the human’s lips and was pleasantly surprised by the enthusiastic kiss she was met with. Their lips were hungry as they moved in sync - tasting and exploring one another.
The sound of their chorus of moans filled only the surrounding area. The swamp was a noise sponge and dampened the cries of pleasure. Even if Thalia was screaming for help, she wouldn’t have been heard. But she wasn’t. Instead, she was gasping and uttering soft curses as the vines continued squeezing and pounding. By the minute she was becoming more lucid yet still found herself loving the feeling and experience. Of her own volition, Thalia reached toward the beautiful creature. The vines, sensing she wasn’t a threat, allowed this. The dryad looked at her with dark, marshy eyes and was yet again surprised by her actions. Thalia reached out and pawed at the dryad’s humanoid breasts, playfully squeezing and massaging them. They were slightly damp from the moss but also incredibly soft to the touch.
Then the dryad was swept into another mind-melting kiss. She had never felt so consumed by another. Was this what it’s like to be under the effect of her spores? The dryad wondered. She then promptly came to the decision to give them both another hit. Whether it actually had an effect on her or it was just a placebo, she neither knew nor cared. Her mind and body were delivered with a jolt of ecstasy. Assumedly so was the human as she let out an orgasmic cry. The dryad echoed the sound, her body trembling causing the leaves in her hair to rustle wildly. The vines had brought them both to completion.
Thalia was lowered to her feet which wobbled as she came to her full senses, righted her clothes and caught her breath. She looked up at the dryad to see it offering out a hand. In which, mushrooms bloomed, all up her forearm to the elbow. They were real this time. Thalia blushed as she accepted the gift, locating her discarded basket and gently picking the mushrooms.
The creature spoke again in the same wispy way, not at all breathless like Thalia, “the least I can do…”
The human girl nodded and went to speak her gratitude. But before she could muster the words from her quivering lips, the creature was gone - blending back into the row of willows. Thalia gulped. Then, with haste, she turned and found the exit to the swamp. A thought crossed her mind as a smile curled her lips. It wouldn’t be such a bad idea to come foraging here again. |
I just enjoy writing these. This is my first. | I want to set up a camera, at let it record while I'm tying you hands behind your back. And I grab your beautiful hips in my rough hands so I can lift your big, sexy ass in the air. So I can show you what it looks like to eat you out from the back. Not just your sweet, juicy pussy either.. No! I wanna blow your mind as I eat your ass for the first time and you fall into a trance of euphoria.. And has your mind is floating, I'm gonna slip under you, spreading your smooth, brown, lovely legs open to where you slide onto my lips. "I can already feel how wet you already are baby". I wanna hear you moan as lick across your sweet,& salty pussy lips two or three times, before you jolt a little as I stick my tongue inside you for the first time. The taste of the inside of you makes me shutter my eyes, and moan. "Holy fuck" as I wrap my arms around the top of your incredible, sexy thighs to pull you down more on top of my face. You can hear me breath heavier with deeper, and deeper breaths of air I take. And I can feel your heart beating faster, and FASTER! Through your chest as you moan even louder from how good my tongue feels from going in and out of you, making sure to play with your sensitive, tasty clit. Sucking it into my mouth plaing with it with my tongue, feeling your squirm around as I go side to side with my. Fuck I love your hear you moan my name. Knowing you wanna cum all over my face. I stop what I'm doing and I tell you "only good girls get fucked from behind" have you been a good girl? Has I stand behind you making sure your face is shoved on to the bed. I drag my left hand down from your neck, down the length of your spine, till I get to your tied up wrest makeing sure they aren't loose. I hold them as I spank your round, beautiful ass making your cheeks glowing red. Until you jerk, and wince a little. I can see the sweat already forming on your forehead. Maybe your a little scared, maybe you don't know what is gonna happen next. But you still ask for more. Making me even more hard, I can feel the blood rushing to my dick making it thick.. just the way you like it. I walk on my knees over to you on the bed, grabbing the hair on the side of your head as I bring you closer to my cock. I bring you closer, waiting for you to wrap your warm, sofe, quivering lips around my already hard, vainy dick. You make me roll my head back, and moan at loud "Jesus Christ, fuck yes baby" "just like that" you can feel me throbbing inside your mouth, as you try to put it deeper and deeper. I hear you start to cough and and gag a little as I hold your head still on it, I can see your eyes start to water from trying to so hard to please me. I pull my cock out of your mouth, and grab your hot, and strained neck. With my rough, and vanular hand and kiss your forehead and tell you how proud I am of you princess. You did a good job taking my thick, vainy cock in your mouth. Has I stand back up behind you, dragging you closer to the edge of the bed, where your knees are still on but your feet are hanging off. I pick your butt up into the air a little by your amazing, beautiful hips. And I take my hard, thick cock and and put the head of it against your clit, playing with it, rubbing it, going up and down the length of you tight, beautiful, delicate pussy until I see you start to drip some of your grool out on to my cock. *I wanna hear you ask for* fucking tell me you want it.. I can see the rise and fall of your back as you are taking deep breaths in and out, making me more hard. You say *please just put it in me* *I want it!* I slowly put it in you.. *fuck baby, your so wet* it went right in, I can feel you squeezing your tight pussy around my thick cock. I give you a few slow pumps, so you can hear my breathing, full of testosterone, excitement, and ecstas. I grab both of your hips and I start to fuck you. With every thrust, you feel me slam against your ass! I start fucking you harder and harder! I throw my hand up to the back of your hair and grab a handful and pull your head back, and slap your ass as I'm railing you from the back *you like that you little cum slut?!* *Yeah I bet that's what you have been wanting* the sweat from my body starts to drip on to you, and seeing our sweat combine on your back gets me really fuck horny. I slap your ass again, and reach around to grab your neck so I can control the air you take in, I can feel each breath you take in my hand. I love hearing the moans coming for your slutty mouth. That's just for me. The harder I'm thrust the louder you get, making me fuck you faster & faster! *You're such a good girl baby* *fuck... fuCk, FUCK* I start to see your cream your beautiful pussy loves to make when I'm in you. Fuck it makes me wanna cum in you right now. I take my thumb and put it in mouth to get it wet, and then I lean over to spit on to your sexy, beautiful asshole... *Holy fuck you are so beautiful* and I run my thumb across it.. playing with it, tickling it from the out side as I'm thrusting back and forth, back and forth inside your soaking, tight pussy.. feeling you grip my cock tighter as I'm throbbing inside of you. I slip my thumb inside of you, and you jerk across the bed not expecting it. I hear you moaning in such a deep pleasure *fuuuuuuuuuuck yes" "yes yes yes yes" while I'm thrusting my thick, and swollen dick in side your cum, soaked, pussy now. I take your purple massager, and soak it in lube. And I make sure to put the lube on you too. I slow down and I tell you to start taking some deep breaths as I'm playing with you ass.. you have little small moans while I'm kissing your cheeks and playing with you ass. I slowly start to put it in. pass the tension, until I feel the release and you have accepted it.. *holy fuck baby* you can hear my deep breaths and see the sweat running down my body. You moan *fuck* *fuck me Danny* You hear me moan has I slip back in side of you *fuck yes baby* *I want you to take it* *take it all like a good girl* I hear you gasping for air while I'm thrusting in your quivering pussy, and slowly moving your toy back and forth.. hearing you take deeper breaths and gasping... I can feel my dick filling up with cum. I hear you * oh fuck OH FUUUUUUUCK* *YES PLEASE... PLEASE.. PLEASE..* OH GOD I WANT TO CUM* *Keep going keep going* I start breathing more and more *fuck I'm gonna I'm gonna cum* while I'm thrusting in your sparkly, wet, foaming pussy and fucking your ass with your toy.. faster and faster! I tell you I'm gonna cum in you. *I'm gonna cum in you, I'm cumming in you, cumming in you* as you blast your cum all over my pulsing, veiny cock on to both of our legs... *What a good CUM QUEEN you are" I quickly untie your hands and flip you to your back.. *ahh fuck yes baby* I say as I'm pulling your legs over my shoulders and raise you a little. I immediately go back inside your amazing feeling pussy you have given to me like a good cum slut should. And fucking you faster and faster while you are breathing heavy you start to play with the toy in your ass still moving it back and forth wanting to cum again.. I slam my throbbing hard cock in to you harder and harder while you go deeper with your toy making you scream a little *ahhh FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK* *I'm gonna cum!* I fuck you faster and faster watching the cum we made slid down your body as your start shaking and cumming hard. I watch you explode with cum and watch it drip out of your beautiful, pulsing, pussy .. I keep thrusting while you cum.. I am sweaty from head to toe, and you are out of words, only able to breath heavy saying *what the fuck* as I lick you from your legs.. to your thighs, to your stomach, past your beautiful breasts, playing with your piercings with my tongue. Watch your jerk and squirm a little from how sensitive you are right now. I grab your throat firmly with my hand and kiss you and whisper in your ear. *how much I love my very own cum slut...* I brush your hair behind your ear, kiss your forehead again and tell you *what a good girl you have been* and we lay our sweaty bodies together in our embrace. |
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