Author: blissauthor

[F] [masturbation] [anal] [public nudity] excerpt from “Beyond Pleasure” – putting a dildo in my ass for the first time

She took the dildo and dipped it between her thighs into the silky liquid there, getting it thoroughly slick. Then she started circling the tip of it around the sensitive opening of her asshole.

She’d never had anal sex before but her body was telling her that it wanted something different. She immediately felt something new. Something good. A deep desire. She kept going, still circling but letting it occasionally trail directly across her anus. Damn, that felt so good. Centering the dildo, she applied only enough pressure for the tip of it to push open her anus and held it there. Not putting it in yet, just toying with her little hole. Her desire quickly became a need. It felt like her anus was opening its little mouth and demanding to suck on the dildo she was offering it. Her asshole was begging her to fill it. She didn’t hesitate to satisfy this newfound hunger. She started to press the dildo into her waiting hole. She only made it about an inch before a quiet moan came out of her lips and surprised her. She pressed harder against the bench, her free hand clutching it tightly. Her lips were parted, her face scrunched up in wonder as she experienced her first anal penetration. This was beyond excitement. She felt her vagina respond, fluids pumping as her body went into overdrive. She pushed it in another inch. Her nipples were sharp points rubbing against the back of the seat. One more inch. She stopped thinking altogether. Only a deep animal instinct remained. Her body took over, shutting off her brain and taking control. There was nothing left of her except a deep lust for satisfaction. Her hand shoved the dildo as far as she could while still maintaining a grip. Every inch further inside her was absolute heaven. She felt like she was truly being fucked right for the first time. And then as inch by inch she pulled it out she got to experience all new sensations. Read more »

[excerpt #2] Filthy Rich (F/M)- Letting my driver give me oral in the backseat of the car

*(she has already stripped naked in the backseat during the drive)*

He stopped the car at her preferred spot in the shade of a huge oak and got out. He took his time removing his hat and coat, setting them in the driver’s seat and loosening his tie. He closed the driver’s door and took a few slow steps to the rear door. Opening it he slid into the back seat, closing the door softly behind him. He turned to her and shook his head, his face serious. “You are a very naughty girl, and I want all of the details.”

She made a questioning face and splayed her hands open as if to suggest she was waiting for something. He half smirked and removed his tie, pulled it over her head and then moved to the floor in front of her. She took off her sunglasses, winked at him, then uncrossed her legs and sat back with a smile. He gently smoothed his hands down her sleek legs as he pushed them apart and pulled her to him. He licked his lips greedily, and his face broke into a wicked grin. “Tell me everything.” Read more »

Excerpt from Unconventional Sex [Sex in public place]

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The bell dinged as the elevator arrived. The elevator was pretty packed but there was room. They excused and pardoned their way to the back corner, since they were riding down to the lobby bar and a lot of the company welcome and meet-ups tonight were being held on multiple floors throughout the building. They knew there would be a lot of stops on the way down. The crowd was rowdy and excited, lots of greetings and chatter, filling the elevator with noise. He slumped against the back wall and slid down a bit. Concerned, she asked, “Are you okay?” Then she felt his hand and shook her head. He just couldn’t stand to not touch. He slipped her skirt up just a tad in the back so he could fondle her ass, it was his weakness. There were no panties in the way as she’d worn a thong. Barely even a strip of material she wasn’t sure how it could legally be called underwear. He amused himself caressing her softly, as the elevator slowly hit every floor on the way down. Read more »

excerpt from “Filthy Rich”. Sex with older married men for fun

She had started collecting her gentlemen a few years ago. Every time one of these ultra-rich wives left their husbands at home for some exotic vacation or a long spa getaway, she would find an excuse to visit, whether dropping off some unnecessary gift, or popping in to “see if the kids were home,” knowing full well they were not. She would wear something extremely revealing, which always seemed to catch the man of the house off-guard, knowing she was typically so modest. With a low cut shirt, or bare midriff, she’d start off playing coy, asking to see some art they loved or asking questions about whatever their hobby was. She paid attention, and knew all the right ways to pique their interest. She’d stare at them in wonder, doe-like, always touching their arm, and making sure her lips were parted just so. Giggling at the right times and seeming embarrassed, she would compliment them, pretending to blush and unintentionally touching her chest to draw their eye. Most of them took the bait. She would wait for that quiet awkward moment, where she would be breathing heavily, gazing into their eyes, and then she would close in for a kiss but pull away, embarrassed and apologizing. Which made them put an arm on her bare shoulder to comfort her and say it was okay, there was no harm done. And that was all she needed. She would stammer out how she’d always been attracted to them but she knew it was wrong because they were married and she needed to leave, she had just needed to know if they’d felt it too. Sometimes she would bite her lower lip and touch their face gently. If they were silent she would lock eyes with them and without a word, slowly unbutton her shirt, letting it fall to the ground revealing her bare breasts. They’d let her expose herself first, that way she was the one who’d started it. Eager to prove her commitment to this, she would slip off her own shorts, displaying her little patch of feminine pubic hair. She couldn’t have made it more clear. She was willing to take the blame for this because she was the one who reached for their belt buckles and undid their pants. With her firm breasts staring back at them and her shorts around her ankles, she would have her fingers on their zippers, looking at them questioningly, her eyes begging for approval to proceed. She stood before them naked in their private sanctums, giving herself to them fully. There would be a long pause of sexual tension, followed by passionate kissing, and then their clothes would join hers on the floor. Read more »