alicequine, Author at NSFW story

Cumming For My Husband’s Best Friend (Cuckold Fantasy Tease)

So you found that video I made for your best friend? I know you’re mad, but it’s not really surprising, is it.

Is it really that unexpected? You know how attractive he is, you know how much I’ve been wanting to seduce him since we met. The fact that he’s your friend just made it…dirtier, more exciting.

Perhaps a part of me wanted you to find that video. Perhaps a part of me wanted my husband to know he was being cuckolded. After all, if what you saw on the video is anything to go by, can you imagine what I do with him in person, after you’ve left for work?

Oh you haven’t watched the video yet? Maybe you should. Maybe you’ll learn just how hard I can cum for someone when I really want them. Maybe, as you watch this video, you’ll see a side of your wife you didn’t know existed.

Watch me. Watch me wearing that irresistible combination of the pink dress you bought for me last year, and those fishnet stockings you know I’ve never worn for you. Watch me as you see how eager I am, slowly pulling up my dress, to show my lover the curve of my thigh. See the smile on my face, that warm smile of expectation – – don’t you love how happy I look? Read more »

Don’t Leave Just Yet [mf]

Catching up with you, as you’re about to leave.

Wait, don’t leave, yet! You forgot about something.

Undoing my robe, letting you catch a glimpse of my lingerie. I know how my ensemble has an effect on you, as you stand there, transfixed.

Your eyes are moving from my gloves, up my arm. Drinking in every exquisite curve.

You can’t leave me like this, all dressed up for you.

Eager to feel your touch on my skin. So unbearably eager to feel your chest pressed against me.

I know you have to leave soon. – I whisper, as you watch my robe crumple to the floor.
My fingers teasing the waistband of my panties. The smooth texture of my glove against my hip.

Don’t leave just yet.

We still have a little time.

That’s all I really want. Just a few minutes.

So you can take care of me, before you leave.

Just a few minutes of your time, so you can run your fingers along the curve of my breasts.
Feeling the rise and fall of my rib cage, as my breathing begins to quicken. Read more »

Library [ff] [public sex] [only partially fictional]

I’ve always loved the college library, for more reasons than I’d care to admit to my professors.

Maybe it’s the intoxicating smell of old books, the silence that remains suspended over the aisles and tables, like an imaginary disciplinarian.

Studying in the stacks has always been a great hiding place and it is usually pretty dark in most of the study nooks. So every now and then, I find myself slipping a hand inside my clothes, and quietly bringing myself to orgasm.

Yesterday evening, I had just finished a particularly satisfying climax that had me grinding myself into my seat and breathing in explosive gasps between waves of contractions, when, still trembling, I walked over to the nearest aisle, promising myself I wouldn’t allow myself to get distracted again.

Standing in the “Art History” section, looking for a book on the Medici family and Renaissance art, I sensed a presence in the aisle. Momentarily distracted from my search, I lifted my head and saw another girl at the other end of the stacks at another study desk, looking – – no, staring openly at me over the top of a textbook. Read more »

Hairbrush [Masturbation] [Solo]

Lying in bed, my thoughts keep drifting to the last time we were together. I wonder what you’re doing now, lying in your own bed, miles away.

Maybe you’re thinking of me, too, idly playing with your cock, running your hand up and down as you think of me…

A surge of excitement runs through my stomach, reaching my shaft at the same time as my hand finds the opening of my lips.
My middle finger explores the crevice between my lips, teasing my clitoris and then probing down past my opening towards my ass.

I push back the sheets and shrug off my pajamas, leaving me naked in the moonlight that streams in through my window.

I walk over to my dressing table and take my hair brush, checking its contours and imagining it inside me. I find myself comparing its girth to yours and giggle.

I tip-toe back across to the window, back to my bed, and run my hand across my lips, pleased to feel that familiar wet squelch of my inner lips. Gently, taking my time, I slowly push a finger inside myself, preparing my tight slit for the handle of the hairbrush. Read more »

Please?

Sometimes I like to take things slow, when I go down on you. To take my time and just indulge myself.

To carefully use my lips to roll your foreskin back, exposing the head of your cock.

Massaging your length between my hands and edging forward and back.

My tongue flickering along the base of your shaft.
Lightly, playfully tickling your balls.

Then drawing back, kissing your length again, this time, along the top.

Opening my mouth wide and, holding eye-contact with you, taking your entire cockhead into my mouth.

Slowly drawing your length into my mouth, bobbing back and forward.

I love how you respond to me when I pamper you like this. The way you look at me and watch me move.
Watching how my saliva glistens on your engorged cock.

And I love it when your breath starts to come in shorter gasps, your buttocks starting to twitch.

But I don’t want you to cum in my mouth. If you cum in my mouth so quickly, how are you going to fill up my other holes?

And this is the part I enjoy the most. When I gently withdraw, and rise gracefully to my feet. Read more »

Behind The Scenes [Tease] [Foreplay]

*It all started when you walked in on me as I was in the middle of a photo shoot.
We had been flatmates for less than a week, and, until then, had stayed out of each others’ way.
It was inevitable. It was only a matter of time before you found out about my clandestine life as an exhibitionist.*

I’m arching my back, flipping my hair to one side, working out the best angle for my first photograph…when I notice you standing motionless in the doorway, devouring me with your eyes.

Your eyes hungrily taking in every delicious curve, as you watch my every move, by body twisting in that graceful, feline manner that makes you swallow involuntarily.

My nipples, poking through the thin, translucent lace, begin to harden the second I realize you’re watching me.

The dark outline of my landing strip only partially obscured by the fabric, the contours of my hips and ass perfectly defined, highlighted by the lace borders.

*Stop looking at me.*
I try to sound indignant, I try to ignore that flush of warmth that spreads inside me as steal a glance at you and notice the bulge in your jeans. Read more »

Play With Me, Daddy [D/s] [M/f] [tease] [blowjob] [vibrator]

*Please, Daddy, play with me.*

I whisper, as I crawl towards you, on hands and knees, wriggling my ass playfully…Daddy’s naughty little coquette.

My smile expectant, mischievous…that glint in my eye that tells you I’m really in the mood to have some fun with you.

Arching my back like a kitten waiting to be fed, so you get ample time to feast on the arc of my thighs, my ass, the muscles moving in the small of my back.

And then you notice my tights.

The tights that outline every curve of my calves and thighs, and barely conceal the slowly moistening flesh between them. And your eyes move to my bra.

You notice the hardening tips of my nipples, as they push and strain against the fabric, forming a faint circular outline…enticing enough to make you want to rip through to get at what’s underneath.

Noticing how you’re eyeing my bra, I do what every good cock-tease would – I tug playfully at my bra strap, permitting you a momentary glimpse of my nipple…just to show you how badly that nipple needs to be touched by your fingers, licked by your tongue, teased and tortured by your teeth. Read more »

Morning Cuddle [M/f] [D/s] [Anal]

The morning light, tender, diffuse, streaming in through the window, kissing her skin awake, as she squirms sleepily in his arms.

Feeling his body spooning her, under warm covers, the scent of his skin intoxicating as she lovingly gnaws on his forearm, responding to his kisses teasing the back of her neck, her earlobe, her shoulder. The steady warmth of him hardening against her, as she wriggles playfully into his groin.

“Oh, now I know you’re awake” she giggles into his arm, the giggle ending in a small sigh as she feels his tip wet against her, imagining every ropy strand of juice oozing from his head onto the back of her thighs.

She squirms again, this time reaching behind her to dip a mischievous finger into the pearls of precum on his tip, gathering up a warm string of it between her fingers that she then slowly licks clean, sucking every last silvery thread off her fingertips.

Feeling her nipples harden the instant she tastes him, feeling his tip smear her thighs, drawing out a low, satisfied moan from his chest inducing a fresh surge of wetness on his tip, even as she feels the previous smear webbing, drying and caking against her cheeks…coating her skin with a warm, transparent film that slips against his length as she moves her hips more insistently against him. Read more »

Tamed

*You know you’re getting this for being such a distracting little cocktease, don’t you.*

He says, as she feels him slowly rubbing her rear, the feeling of his fingers against the back of her thighs.

His words, soft and dangerous, as she feels the sharp sting of his fingers gripping her hair, pulling her head to the side so she can look him in the eyes. She nods, the words catching in her throat.

*Such a filthy little tease.*

The edge in his voice like a knife-blade now, as his fingers drift from the flesh of her thighs to between her legs.

*You’re going to deserve every bruise your ass gets today, aren’t you.*

His voice rock-steady even as she feels that first wet touch of his fingertips against her lips. Her body convulses involuntarily as she looks across the room to their reflection in the mirror. Watches herself, helpless across his lap, uncontrollably wet.

*Because my darling little whore needs to be disciplined every now and then, doesn’t she.*

His last few words almost inaudible, drowned out by the sharp slap of his hand landing wet against her ass, his palm smearing against her juice. Read more »

An Innocent Kiss

It may have looked like an innocent kiss. Nothing more than a simple brush of his lips over mine. Until it escalated quickly, matching my pulse, turning molten.

Because, like most innocent kisses, underneath it lay a heat that had flamed through me all day, that inescapable burn of need every time his eyes had strayed to my lips.

And there’s only one thing to be done about needs.

Opening my mouth to tangle my tongue with his, dragging my nails along his scalp, the swell of my breasts against him, feeling his heartbeat soar against them, gasping as I feel him trace his fingers up my spine.

Gasping as he cups my ass and lifts me up, pushing my back against the wall, as I wrap my legs around his hips.

Gasping as I drink down every probe of his tongue, moaning into his tongue as he rips my bra open, impatiently, just so he can feel my nipples, peaked and hard, against his chest.

Moaning into every kiss as his fingers hungrily trace the red flush that spreads rapidly from my neck to my collarbones. Read more »