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The Ways of Lust Ch. 05 (M30s/F30s)

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***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

”Hello, Mark,” Suzanne said, an amused grin on her face as she watched me try to avoid seeming flustered. As if she hadn’t just watched me climb out from under Senna’s desk while shoving my spent cock back into my pants.

“Suzanne,” I replied, hoping she or Senna would volunteer some information about what was going on here.

“Why don’t you come and have a seat?“ Suzanne said as she patted the sofa cushion next to her. As I crossed the room she added with a wink, “And I promise, no surprise footjobs this time.”

If I hadn’t just gotten one I probably would’ve been disappointed. But, having just released my sexuality all over Senna’s foot, I was prepared to listen. I sat on the couch and glanced over to see Senna cleaning her foot with wet wipes.

“Geez, Mark,” she exclaimed. “So much cum.”

“You have beautiful feet,” I responded with a shrug. She really did. Her arch and sole had felt so soft rubbing across my cock and her wiggling toes seemed eager to grip the head. She knew what she was doing. Read more »

Tutoring Is Hard Pt. 02

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***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

I should have gotten into the “tutoring” business a long time ago.

After Lux ambushed me and provoked me into fucking her ass we actually did work on her English assignment together. She spread the word to some of her classmates that I offered an eclectic array of services and gave out my email address. The next girl to request my help was named Ashley.

In her email, Ashley introduced herself as a certified physical therapist aide who was in college to become a medical assistant. Between work, school, and looking after her two kids she had little time and even less energy for writing. Lux had told her I might be able to help.

One sentence in Ashley’s email particularly intrigued me: “And since I spend so much time mothering my kids and my patients, sometimes it would just be nice to have a Daddy of my own.”

I smiled. Everyone has their needs and unlike Lux, who needed spontaneous and animalistic fucking, Ashley needed a break from being the caregiver. She needed to be cared for. Read more »

Tutoring Is Hard [M30s/F20s]

***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

At the end of a long week, I opened up my email to find a message in my inbox with the subject “Feedback.” I clicked it open. It was from someone who called themselves “DeLuxious.”

In the message, DeLuxious introduced herself as an admirer of my erotic short stories. She said she was an English and art major, and she wanted to know if I could help her with a story she was writing for one of her classes. I had never thought of myself as a tutor, much less an accomplished wordsmith, but I didn’t see any harm in it.

Coincidentally, the university she said she attended was less than an hour away from me. I replied to her message, telling her I’d be happy to help out with her story this Saturday and that we could do it online or in person. She responded with the address to her apartment.

The next day I made the drive to her place. I knocked on the door, excited to meet this heretofore anonymous admirer. After a few seconds, the door opened. Read more »

Solely Your Goddess [F20s/M40s]

***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

This was one of her highest paying clients, so the Goddess prepared to give him his money’s worth. He was already waiting in the basement. He had been there for over an hour, let in and prepared by a friend of hers after the Goddess confirmed she had received payment.

Fresh from the shower, the Goddess watched herself in the mirror as she toweled off. It was no wonder why they paid her as much as they did for her services. Her wet hair was as dark as her skin was fair. Her slim body sported perfectly perky tits, a flat stomach, and toned-but-slender legs. Her ass was plump enough to be dangerous.

Men seemed to love the large tattoo that spread across the front of her right thigh, but that wasn’t their primary interest. First things first, the Goddess pulled up a stool to paint her long toenails bright red. Not so long ago she never would have dreamed of the kind of money these ten digits would bring her. She wiggled them as they air-dried. If the man downstairs could see her now he probably would have cum on the spot. Read more »

The Ways of Lust Ch. 04 [M30s/F30s]

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***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

“Harder, baby…” Michelle begged. She was on her hands and knees on my bed, backed up to the edge. I stood behind her, my hands digging into the thick flesh of her hips, my pelvis slapping her ass as I drove my cock in and out of her warm, wet pussy.

Determined to give her everything she wanted, I picked up the pace.

“Yess…yess,” she approved. “Fuck me, baby…fuck me…”

The flesh of her ass rippled as my pelvis pounded her asscheeks. The wet sound of my cock sliding frictionlessly into her slippery hole was music to my ears.

She was on the pill, but I still felt obliged to announce, “I’m gonna cum, baby…” It came out as a gasp.

“Cum in me,” she pleaded. “Give it to me…”

And I did. Each successive thrust dumped more of my sticky load into her. Her hand went to her clit and, with a few quick circles, she was there as well. She rubbed and spanked her love button, the proof of her climax in the way her toes curled and asshole winked in confused ecstasy. Read more »

The Ways of Lust Ch. 02 [M30s/F30s]

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***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

I sat in my office, a fresh suit on and my cold, half-eaten sandwich from lunch growing stale on my desk in front of me. I fingered the business card the lady in red had given me just hours before. The rose-colored embossed print on cream-colored card stock had no phone number or address, only an email address: Suzanne at some site called LivingLust.

I pulled out my phone and opened a private browser to see where the URL led. I was greeted with a blank white screen with a login box and nothing else. There wasn’t even a link to create an account. Just username and password.

Just then there was a tap on my office door. I looked up to see my boss, Senna. She amazed me every time I saw her.

Senna was a confident, curvaceous Latina who, despite being a sweet and caring supervisor, never had any trouble proving she was in charge. She somehow managed to dress in a way that was both professional and sexually provocative, blending the two to create an aura of certainty and poise. Read more »

Use Me

***All characters in this story are 18 years or older***

I wasn’t sure what I was doing there. I should’ve been in my hotel room analyzing why the deal I had put together had just fallen apart.

I’m a mediator (a very good one, I might add), which means I help individuals and companies work through their differences and come to an agreement before the courts and lawyers get involved. That didn’t happen this time.

I had flown out to Silicon Valley to finalize an agreement between two tech companies. Everything was on track until one of the CEOs got cold feet and withdrew the company’s offer. Now we were back at square one.

What did that mean? I had no idea. That’s what I should have been trying to figure out. But I needed to blow off some steam, which is what brought me to this bar a few miles from my hotel.

It wasn’t anything special, but good enough for me to sip a jack-and-coke in a corner booth. I had planned for a quiet and lonely night, a few drinks, and then I’d tackle my problem tomorrow.

Then she walked in. Read more »

Fuck My Wife [MF]

***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

“I need you to fuck my wife.”

It took me a second to register what he was telling me. I had received a lot of strange requests over the years in my job as a professional mediator, but this was a new one.

The requestor, Derrick, was a client of mine. I had just helped his company resolve a particularly ugly dispute and, as a thank you on top of payment for services rendered, he had invited me to his house party he was throwing tonight.

I hadn’t planned on staying long and was just finishing my glass of merlot when derrick pulled me aside in his backyard. He told me he had one more favor to ask of me. I asked what it was. Then he told me he wanted me to fuck his wife.

“You…you want,” I stuttered. “You want me to fuck Lexi?”

He nodded and confirmed, “Hell yeah, I do.”

“I…uh…,” I scanned his face to look for any signs that he was joking. It didn’t take much long to tell he was dead serious. “Why?” I asked. Read more »

The Ways of Lust Ch. 01 [MF]

***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

She was just a friend but you wouldn’t know it by the way her thick thighs wrapped around my head, pulling my face into her slightly hairy mound. I couldn’t hear her whimper with her legs smashed against my ears but I could feel her quiver as my tongue circled and flicked her engorged clit.

Michelle was a coworker I had gotten to know since she started working at the same mediation firm as me. She was a single mother of Italian descent and wasn’t looking for a serious relationship. But even noncommittal single moms need to get off.

She was pretty, with thick brown hair, light brown eyes, and olive skin. But what really drew my attention was her wide hips and thick thighs. At a company dinner, she had worn a tight red dress that showed off her curves and I took the opportunity to chat her up.

Nothing happened that night, and I started to think it never would until Michelle came to my office one day and asked if I would be interested in something “casual.” Of course, I agreed immediately, but I was also interested to know why she picked me. Read more »