Author: fuckarjino

John[M] breaks Antonella[F] Down

At times, John would wonder if he felt love or lust for Antonella. He was very attracted to her and would want nothing more than to make love to her. Or did he just want to fuck her? Another notch on the belt? He kept telling himself that couldn’t be it. He liked her as a person, not just a piece of ass. But there were definitely moments at work when he fantasized about just taking her and doing all the nastiest things to her. The problem was that Antonella definitely dressed sexy, albeit professional. She felt comfortable in her own skin and didn’t mind showing off her legs and other body parts. In the summer time, she would wear skirts, dresses, and tops that fit her perfectly. In the wintertime, she would wear stockings. When she had an important meeting, she would always wear one of her sexy business suits. And she would always wear heels. She had a wide array of them. Open toed, pumps, strap, stiletto. You name it, she wore it. And John was a sucker for a woman dressed like that. Read more »

My[F] Unexpected Visitor[M]

Here I was again. Sitting alone in my living room with only the TV for company. I start to mull over how nice it would be to have someone here. A man. To feel his touch. God it had been so long since I’d been touched by a man. Had been touched like I’d been wanted! I pour myself another large glass of red and settle back on my sofa, accepting that this would be another lonely Saturday night.

That was until there was a thundering knock at the door, something else that hadn’t happened in a while. It made me jolt in my seat causing me to spill my generous helping of red down the front of my white blouse.

“For fuck sake” I cursed to myself, feverishly mopping at the stain whilst making my way to the door. I peer through the spy hole to check who it is. “Why is he back so soon?” I think as I open the door for my visitor.

“Sorry to disturb you again so soon, but I think I left my phone here” he explains whilst eyeing my newly stained blouse with confusion. Read more »

A Stranger[M] banged me so so Hard

I was horrified, not because of the fact that a stranger’s cock is slowly fucking me, but because he’s moving so slow. I want more! Please! Please fuck me faster. I want you to fuck my pussy hard. I want to say so badly but there’s still this small part in my head that says this is all wrong. That I shouldn’t be getting wet from this and that I shouldn’t want more. But then he starts to pick up the pace and his cock head roughly slams into my pussy and “Fuck!” I cry out in surprise from the pleasure.

I see him watching me and he smirks when my self-control slips and my face contorts into pleasure. Oh my god! I shake my head to try and get myself back together but he’s watching me closely. He takes his left hand from holding my things open and starts massaging my left tit. I groan. At this point I know just from the fact that I keep my thighs open even when he’s not forcing them open anymore that this is a battle I’d gladly lose. Read more »