Author: Carbonmonoxidehands

Wild Nights Are Calling Pt. 2 [public, cheating]

Part 1 here

Wild Nights Are Calling Pt. 1 [MF, cheating, public] from eroticliterature

She could not believe this total stranger has fingered her to an orgasm in public. Somehow the thought of it made her more wet then the actual act. She sat there trying to recover her wits, as he swooped in once again, like a predatory bird.

He whispered in her ear, “I know there’s a quiet alcove up the stairs, where the overflow crowd sometimes hangs out. Looks pretty quiet tonight though…” Her heart raced at the thoughts and danger of following this man to a quieter spot alone. And yet, she took his hand when he offered, his large hand swallowing up her smaller one. The walked up stairs. There were empty tables, the lighting was dimmer. There was a railing overlooking the bar below. Read more »

Wild Nights Are Calling Pt. 1 [MF, cheating, public]

She occasionally came into Nashville alone and sat in a quiet bar, listening to some live music, and wondering if some man would hit on her or buy her a drink. Sometimes she took off her wedding ring, sometimes she kept it on. This time she kept it on. She had raven hair and blue eyes. She was petite and lean with smaller breasts and a high and tight ass. She would wear short dresses, this time it was red, her favorite color, the hem falling at her mid thigh.

She sipped her Moscow Mule and surveyed the half filled bar: some couples and some college aged men quickly getting plastered. It looked like another boring night, until he sat down next to her. While the idea of being hit on excited her, she was a shy person in real life. She kept her wild side online and with her husband. She peeked at him out of the corner of her eyes. He was broad chested, wide shouldered with large hands with long, slender fingers. He wore jeans and a black, fitted shirt. She was in her mid 40s, she figured him to be a bit older, head shaved closely with blue eyes. He has a strong jaw. She glanced at his left hand, a ring. She sighed and settled in to finish her drink and go. Read more »

He lost the hand, she paid the price. [MMMF, cuckold, oral, anal, forced]

Her husband was a degenerate gambler, who would bring his buddies over to their house for a weekly poker game. More often than not he would lose his shirt. She would peek into the game, and occasional flirt with his poker buddies. She was in her late 20s, raven haired, with a big booty, wide hips, flat belly and perky B cups. She would wear booty shorts in hopes of distracting his friends, leaning over while serving them food and drinks. Occasionally one would pat her butt, and she would grow wet.

That night, he was doing particularly bad. He was losing and losing. He finally had what he thought was a winning hand, but could not meet the call with his chips.

“I have a great hand, but I’m out of cash,” he implored his friends.

“I have an idea,” said John, one of his poker friends. “If I win, I get your big booted wife.” John was a broad shouldered and barrel chested man in his 40s, with huge hands.

The the poker buddies laughed: Sam, who was a young black man, muscular and thin. Slim, red faced and fat. Read more »

Autumn’s Wedding Day [MF, cheating, public]

I’ve chronicled the sexual adventures of my fuck buddy, Autumn, and me in the past. We went at it hot and heavy for a while. She was in her late 20s, tall, blonde, with perfect D cup breasts, a flat belly and a rocking ass. She had the wettest pussy I had ever experienced and an appetite for sex that was unparalleled. I’m in my late 40s, dad bod with broad shoulders and a bit of a gut. She did love my thick cock and called me Red Bull, because of the size comparison to the can.

She drifted away, as she found someone her age and was to marry. We had one last hot fling in a hotel, with him in the next room. She drifted away again. She would come and go in my life unexpectedly. I couldn’t figure out if it was because she was bored of her Daddy, or if she felt guilty for what she was doing behind the back of her soon to be husband or if he knew and disapproved at how intense our sexual chemistry was. Read more »

Wine tasting Pt. 2 [MF, public, oral, insertion, control]

Part 1 here:

https://www.reddit.com/user/Carbonmonoxidehands/comments/unt71d/wine_tasting_pt_1_mf_public_control/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

She felt her wetness drip down her thigh during the short drive to the next winery. This time he made her pull down the spaghetti straps of the almost non-existent sundress and expose her breasts. The sun and the mix of her excitement and embarrassment put a red flush across the pale alabaster of her chest. Her pink nipples stiffened, and darkened a shade.

They pulled into a parking lot, filled with party buses. She tried to lift her dress up to cover herself and he slapped her hands. She flushed even harder as she knew a bus load of young men and women saw her half naked body. She was so wet thinking about how she would would soon be wine tasting with them.

Inside this winery, she could feel the eyes on her. A young man nudged his friend and pointed in she direction. She felt the wetness dripping down her thigh. She was worried it would soon be below her hemline. He told her to wait in a armchair near the bar and he came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He sat opposite her in another chair, a low table between them. Read more »

Wine Tasting Pt 1. [MF, public, control]

While she was an absolute freaky girl in private, she was very shy and dressed conservatively in public. She was a hippie at heart, who wore her hair in a messy ponytail. Her usual clothing was long loose pants and Cons. Her tops hid her D cups, in their looseness. She rarely wore shorts or skirts even though her legs were long and muscular.

She got a package in the mail from her older male lover. Inside was a very short, white sundress with spaghetti straps and a jeweled anal plug that seemed impossibly large. There was a note in his very neat handwriting.

“This and your white Converse are the sum total of what you are to wear when we go wine tasting tomorrow.” Her pussy leaked thinking about it. Read more »

A season without Autumn [MF, cheating, anal, rough]

Autumn, my companion in sexual adventures (and some misadventures) had to make a sudden move to another state. When she was gone, I realized how much I missed her. Not just her fantastic body (and it was fantastic: tall, with beautiful D cup breasts, a flat belly and an amazing ass and hips) but also the heat of our sexual attraction. She was better at cutting off those ties, as women usually are, even though she as in her late 20s and I was in my 40s. She left and we didn’t speak. But she was stuck in my head, like a record on repeat. You don’t forget someone so exciting.

A couple months later I found out from a friend of a friend she was back in town. She has not reached out to me. I had no intention of bothering her, but we ran into each other at our favorite coffee shop.

She hugged me awkwardly and confessed she has found someone her age, and they were to marry soon. She looked good and she looked happy. She was smiling, her crooked little smile. Her skin glowed, and I could smell lavender coming off her faintly, her signature scent. We had our coffee, then hugged in the parking lot. Read more »

Flight instructions [female solo, public]

He sent her a series of voice messages on her phone.

“These are your flight instructions. Put in your AirPods and follow my instructions. Failure to do so will lead to punishment.”

She was flying home to see him after months of being apart. Her hand could only satisfy her some much, she longed to lie beside him, feel the weight of his body on her, feel his hands on her body.

“When you hit the airport, find a restroom and take a picture of your breasts and mouth for me. Text it to me.”

She proceeded to the restroom, found a stall and pulled her top up, bra down and send him a picture of her pink nipple and red lips. For a bonus she pinched a nipple for him and sent that picture as well. She felt a stirring in her pussy. She was so pent up.

“Once the plane has taken off, and the seat belt lights are off, you are to proceed to the washroom and take your panties off. Ball them up and put them in your hand. Send a picture of your pussy.” Read more »

Three in a Tent part 3 [MF, public, anal, light bondage and spanking]

After the amazing sex on the mountain top and the long, but at least downhill hike, to the campsite, Autumn, Summer and I were completely worn out. The campsite was fairly busy, and we settled down in front of a fire. The ladies passed around a joint and I drank some bourbon from a flask. The weather was perfect if a bit warm for night. The stars were bright in the sky, the moon was full.

We settled into our tent, which was meant for two people so it was a bit snug. Summer was a little fidget so it worked, but we were on top of each other. Autumn wore a long T shirt and no panties, which I knew was her usual sleep attire. Summer slept topless in boxers that has to come from the boys section. I was in shorts.

Exhausted from the day, we soon all fell asleep. I woke later in the dead of night to Summer’s hand playing with my cock. I rolled over and could just make our her face and dark hair. She rolled on top of me, my cock straining at my shorts. She learned in and whispered. “I can’t believe the girth of this thing, I still feel stretched out from earlier. I’m not sure I can take it again, but I want it, and I need to come.” Read more »

Three in a tent. Part 2. [MFF, public]

Three in a tent. Part 1 [MFF, public] from eroticliterature

The three of us left the pond and lay down on blanket on the shore. The sun was warm and it didn’t take long for the water to evaporate of our bare skin. I noticed as Summer lay there slowly teasing the ring on her own clit, that she has no tan lines, her skin bronze everywhere. Autumn lay next to her, pale skinned, a bit pink where the sun was starting to burn her a bit, her cheeks flushed from her orgasm.

I sat at their feet admiring their feet and legs. And their pussies, exposed and dewy with wetness. Summer’s had dark lips, Autumn’s puffy and pink. Summer rolled on her side and started kissing Autumn hard in the mouth. The contrast in their bodies, both luscious, but in different ways, already had my cock stiffening again. I started to slowly stroke it to life as I watched them make out. Read more »