BansheeMagee, Author at NSFW story

Wicked Sinners [MFM]

By: BansheeMagee

His fingers grasped me from behind, wrapping their way around my breasts, slipping around my hardened nipples. He could tell that I was enjoying it, and his warm lips planted softly on the smooth flesh of my neck. I flicked my gaze towards my husband who was sitting naked on the couch, slowly stroking himself as he watched me.

Behind me, my lover’s hands cascaded down my sides, flooding uncontrollably towards my hips. He had been wanting this for forever, and the way his thumbs sunk into the seams of my tights, I knew I had a lion that was ready to pounce. He guided my pants to the floor, and his fingertips slid their way up my legs.

He stopped at the base of my ass, and just to entice him more, I shook it for him teasingly. He responded with a kiss, and a light smack upon my olive shaded flesh as he rose back to his full height. He left my blue laced panties undisturbed, but raced the calloused palms of his hands underneath my shirt and up my spine. I tingled with excitement! Read more »

Married Life

By: BansheeMagee

Nicole stepped into the bedroom, and her dark Spanish eyes lit up excitedly. Jake stood in the middle of the room naked, and smiled at her as he picked up the paintbrush.

“Whoa, you’re naked?” Nicole exclaimed without finding the words for a more clever statement.

Jake laughed. “Yeah, I figured I’d save on some laundry. Paint free, you know? I’ll shower when I’m done.” He headed for the bedroom wall and slopped the paintbrush against it.

Nicole stood motionless for a moment, admiring the view of her husband’s bare body. The muscles in his heavy arm moved delightfully with every stroke he made with the brush. His firm calves tightened as he stretched his solid figure up towards the trim below the ceiling. The thick shaft of his manhood bounced freely, and what Nicole enjoyed most of all, the firm mounds of his ass tightened and loosened as he moved.

Nicole moved behind him, pretending to be admiring the progress he was making on the wall, but actually lavishing at his 32 year old body. They had been making love to one another for over a decade, and despite both of them being tired after a workday, she was going to ride him good tonight. She felt herself hardening thinking about feeling him inside her. Read more »

Brothel Mardar [Sci-Fi]

By: BansheeMagee

In the gloomy wet darkness of Mardar, the bright glow of the halogen lights were the only sign of civilization. The multicolored flashes of electricity illuminated the damp street in magnificent splendor, and the digital advertisements of beautiful women seemed to attract even the low hanging fog.

Even before the plague, the Brothel Mardar was the only landmark worthwhile in the humid environment. Although there were now numerous such establishments scattered across Midora, the Brothel Mardar was the original of its kind.

The women, although breathtakingly beautiful, were all robotic. Even up close, no could tell that they weren’t of flesh and blood. Their skin was as smooth as the silk sheets that covered their designated beds, and their eyes were as bright and lovely as those of the finest models in Lamptoria City.

Brothel Mardar had all the normal pleasures of a large city saloon. Live music, cold drinks, gambling tables, and private dancers. No matter what species a guest derived from, there was always entertainment to be found at the Brothel Mardar. Read more »

Wishful Thinking [MF] [Non-Fiction]

As soon as I pulled into the driveway, I felt that familiar sharp pain of fatigue stab across my head. Thirteen hours of work. 1800 to 0600, and one more, because my turnover needed a fresh fucking cup of coffee before making relief!

My body is crying out in dull pain because of the ten extra pounds of weight that I’ve had to carry on my shoulders all night. A pistol, three metal magazines, two extra handgun mags, and a bottle of pepper spray. It was the third morning in a row getting home as the sun was rising. One more left to go before a little break of three days, then switching to 0600 to 1800. Shift life at a power plant.

I step into the house, barely hanging onto my lunchbox, and my wife is already awake. She hadn’t started getting dressed yet for work, and the TV was already playing Mickey Mouse for when our 4 year old woke up.

“Hey, sexy!” She calls out to me.

“Hey, beautiful.” I say back to her as I close the door. Read more »

At “The Rocks”

By: BansheeMagee

My eyes stared up in the perfect sense of tranquility, lost in the spectacular sight of the clearest blue sky that Spring had offered that year. The cool water of the Llano trickled just below my knees, and Ashley’s soft lips felt great as she slid her mouth so slowly up and down the hardened shaft of my dick.

Nestled in the shallow cove, surrounded by the towering boulders of pink granite, the world was a distant disaster. I looked at Ashley’s dark red hair, the curled tips dipping ever so gently in the water as she moved. My hungry eyes moved their way down the smooth skin of her back, focusing finally on the thick portions of flesh that were only partially hidden underneath her turquoise blue bikini bottom. She flicked her blue eyes up at me, smiling half crooked as she noticed my sensual delight.

With her tongue, she traced her way from the lower portion of my cock that rose out of the water. Slowly…delightfully, she licked the radius of the top of my dick before moving her lips down over it again. It was the finest pleasure I had ever felt, and I moaned my delight. Read more »

It’s Only Saturday [MFM]

By: BansheeMagee

It’s late, and the kiddo has gone to bed. His stomach is full of chicken and rice, and he’s worn out after a fun day at the beach with his parents and “Uncle Henry”.

The light in our bedroom is soft and low, and the bed is neatly made. Across the room, the stereo is set to play. Henry and I are laying on the bed, our chests thin and bare, our boxers barely containing the erections underneath. Deep breaths of nervousness as we hear you turn off the shower.

We hear you open the bathroom door, and my heart pounds like a hammer as you are walking closer. It’s a rush of excitement, but of nerves too. I’m shaking at wondering how you’re going to react.

You step into the bedroom, the door opening as slow as eternity in my mind, and right away your dark eyes lock into mine. The towel is wrapped around your lovely form, and your dark brown hair is wet and dripping from the tips.

You see the rise in my boxers, your eyes flicking in surprise as you step further inside. You pass the alcove in the wall, and then dart your slender face at Henry. Read more »

We Just Waved

By: BansheeMagee

There was a certain warmth in the Spring breeze that day that really stirred something in our souls. Maybe it was just the freedom of being hidden, and alone, among the shady mesquite trees overlooking the murky waters of Lake Ballinger. Maybe it was the heavy scent of the fresh wild flowers hanging in the air. Then again, maybe we were just horny.

I unhooked her bra with the swift speed of a Hollywood gunslinger. Her breasts were full, luscious, and inviting. Her slender body was tingling as she unfastened my belt and pants.

She slid my jeans off first, cupping her hands on the bulge in my boxers. I pulled her closer, her warm breath on the bare skin of my chest, and I hooked my fingers into her shorts and slipped them down to her ankles.

Her collar length brown hair fluttered magically in the West Texas breeze that came off the cool waters of the lake. We were parked on a high bluff, just at the entrance to a secluded cove that had cut itself into the arid cliche since the 1950s. Our mouths were locked in passion, our fingertips gliding softly…anxiously at each other’s remaining clothes. Read more »