Champwonderhorse, Author at NSFW story

in a hotel room [MFF anal]

Night Two.
At 10pm Enid and I call round again.

Again, Shelby is in her room. Her husband is out.

This time Shelby looks fresh from the bath, her hair is wet, tied back, there is a towel wrapped around her, a big towelling dressing gown wrapped around her shoulders.

‘drink?’ Enid asks, glass of (magic) champagne in hand.

Shelby looks embarrassed, her face expressing both incredulity and blushing, remembering her sexual forthrightness the previous evening.

‘ah well, maybe just one’ she takes it and drinks.

‘ it’s Champ’s birthday ‘ Enid says brightly.

Shelby’s face falls, ‘ oh, why didn’t you say, I haven’t, I didn’t…’

‘ finish your drink’ Enid says, ‘ then we’ll see’

Shelby downs her drink, suddenly expresses that she feels light headed, dizzy, but happy, really happy and….

Enid kisses her, on the lips, wasting no time in chasteness, she licks at Shelby’s lips, wriggles her tongue into her mouth, and kisses her deeply.

‘ its my birthday ‘ I say, ‘ I’m so glad that you wrapped my present ‘ Read more »

Watching her again (M) armpit sniffing and masturbates

This is part 2.
So I watched her a few more times and then I was caught.
She looked up, hands between her legs and saw me, hiding in a bush!
Oi! She called, Champ!
I froze, and games up, I fessed up, and walked out to meet her.
She patted the ground next to her, and I laid out my jacket and sat.
So you like to watch huh?
She asked how many times I had spied on her, and I told her; many times.
She considered, thought about just what I must have witnessed.
Then she raised her arms, and I could see the dark sweat patches.
Sniff it – she said.
I could smell her without moving any closer, my heart was hammering in my chest. She smelled like almond and vinegar.
Sniff it – she said
I moved nearer and inhaled, my penis started, obviously, tenting my trousers.
You like that don’t you – she said.
I nodded. Mutely.
She quickly undid a few buttons and pulled her shirt over her head. Now I could see her armpit hair, stubbly. The smell was more intense: pickled onions and honey.
Sniff it again – she breathed
I got closer and she pulled my head against her hairy armpits, I could feel the sweat on my face. I breathed and my cock wobbled.
She, panting, put her hands between her legs and stroked.
Is it stinky? She asked
Yes I breathed
Tell me – she said.
Its stinky – I said stinky and sexy
She gasped and shuddered, squeezing her hands between her legs.
When she had collected herself she asked if I was going to cum. I told her I’d like to.
She lifted her arms and stroked her pits.
Finish there – she said.
I stood, and fumbled my penis out of my trousers.
In three strokes I spurted my seed all over her stubbly armpits.
She rubbed the sticky fluid into her hairs and then brought her arms down, squelching the semen out.
Then she put her shirt back on got up and left without looking back.

Watching her again (M) (armpit masturbation)

(M) Watching her…

Sometimes during a break at college you just want to be alone.
There’s this place I go at the end of the field, there is a small wood, I go there to be alone. And there’s a stash of porn mags in a plastic wrapper under a rock – if you don’t know what porn mags are then you didn’t grow up in the 70s and 80s (and 90s!)
When I got there I saw her – the girl from English class. She’s quiet and interesting, petite with long brown hair, a bit Goth, looks like Room With A View era Helena.
She’s rifling through my porn stash!
Then she takes one sits on the floor, on the leaves. I don’t think she can see me. She flicks through the pages, pausing then turns the page.
Finally she hitches up her skirt, I can see her white knickers, and her full unkempt bush bursting out around, she has curls down her inner thighs.

She puts her hands on her knickers and presses, and I can see the hair underneath, and then she very slowly starts rubbing, slowly, rhythmically. Read more »