Author: happyhooker1992

Bend me over the counter [F] [masturbation, fantasy]

Decided to try a different writing style. Hope it works for y’all! :)

Once again I’m home all alone. It’s sunny and bright outside, and I have about an hour before I get picked up. I just smoked a bowl and I’m feeling frisky. As I walk through the kitchen I remember a recent conversation about sex on counter tops.

Fantasies begin to play in my mind. I climb the stairs to my slowly, letting my tight shorts rub against me. Those shorts don’t stay on very long though. They drop to the floor as soon as my bedroom door closes behind me. My panties, already wet, join them.

I imagine you behind me, your hands sliding down my belly, over my hips. My hands echo the fantasy. They find my smooth, slick pussy, but in my thoughts you’re teasing me. I lean over, one hand on my bed, the other starting to dance across my clit. I’m dripping, thinking of your hands.

I want more than hands. Read more »

Well, that was fun. Part 2 [MF]

After laying together and being generally playful for around fifteen minutes or so, our play turned frisky again. Scratching, biting, slapping. Soon I was on top of D, playfully grinding and biting his chest. He had a myriad of bite marks at this point, as well as some scratches. He pushed me over backwards, and began to rub my clit with his thumb. My hands found my breasts, my fingers pinching my nipples as his worked my swollen clit.

With my knees spread apart, D had an excellent view of me as I came for him. He let me lay there for a short moment before picking me up and settling me on his hard cock again. Usually when I’m on top I like to be in control, but he held me firmly in place while he fucked me. I came again and again as he thrusted up into me, filling me up so I could think of nothing else.

This time D didn’t bother pulling out. The feeling of sperm filling my womb was blinding. I fell forward, burying my face and moans in his neck. We lay locked together for a while before cleaning up, and laying down for bed.

Well, that was fun. Part 1 [MF] [light BDSM][long]

Tonight my husband (D) and I, who live with his dad, had guests over for dinner. Four family friends, two couples that are in the same age group as my father in law, came over and I made a huge batch of shrimp pasta. We had good wine and good conversation.

After dinner D and I went upstairs with our drinks to our room. He began to play on our XBOX, and I grabbed my phone. Soon I had my hand in his pants. We both continued to do our own things for a bit, before I told him about a sexy dream I had earlier during my nap. His dick was rock hard in my hand as I described how he had tied me to the bed, spanked me and finally fucked me.

D wanted to finish his boss battle; I challenged him to do it with his cock in my mouth. By now his pants were undone, his hard dick in my hand. Now I knelt between his legs and began to work it with my mouth. I wanted to make the game as difficult as I could, so I was licking and sucking like I wanted him to come right away. I could hear his heavy breathing and the click of buttons on the controller. His dick was twitching in my mouth. My tongue slid over and around the broad, smooth head each time I slid the shaft in and out of my hot mouth. Read more »

My friend doesn’t realize ;) [F][masturbastion]

I have a very high sex drive, and since I usually spend most of my day home alone I end up fucking myself at least once a day. I have a couple vibrators, but usually I prefer to be more… hands on.

I keep myself shaved smooth, and my favorite time to please myself is right after shaving, when I’m clean and damp and soft from the shower. I’ll take time to explore my smooth, wet pussy, enjoying the feel of every curve and bump. Sexy scenes play out in my head and I let myself whimper and moan. Thoughts of a tongue lapping at my clit drive my fingers in ever-changing patterns.

Sometimes I like to tease myself, when I have time. My hands will move faster, faster, pushing me closer to the edge. I let the pressure build inside, my muscles winding tighter. Almost, almost- and pull back.

I can’t stop for long, my fingers begin to move on their own. Sliding across my swollen clit, creating just enough friction. They build up speed and pressure again, and I can’t help the moans that escape, louder as I rub faster. So close, my core clenching, my hand drenched. I can’t keep my eyes open, sensation fractures into a single point deep inside me and- Read more »

My husband loves to tease me [FM]

A week passed after my husband and I failed at being sneaky at our friend’s house. The three of us have made jokes, and laughed together about it. D and I have not managed to find time to really fuck yet, though. I felt like I was going to explode, I wanted him so badly. We were at home, alone finally, and started to get handsy on our couch.

We were hesitant to get too into it; we live with D’s father, and he would be home from work soon. We didn’t want to be caught, but we didn’t want to go upstairs either. D’s hands were all over me, pulling me close to him. I enjoyed being able to make some noise, gasping when he squeezed my ass.

D smiled, and smacked my butt, making me gasp again.

‘Bend over the arm of the couch.’ He told me.
‘Yes, sir,’ I replied, and did as I was told. I was wearing a skirt with panties and tights underneath. D began to spank me, gently first and steadily harder through the layers of clothes. As he struck harder, I got louder. Gasping and moaning as I grew more sensitive, feeling my ass turn red beneath my clothes. Read more »

The time my husband fingered me at a friend’s house [FM]

For a bit of intro, my husband and I are in our twenties. I’m 5’7″ with wide hips and a big butt, a little bit of a belly and c-cup breasts. I have long, colored hair. He is 6’2″, wide chested and narrow waisted, lean but not skinny. He has dark, short hair and a full beard. We will call him D.

We were hanging out at a friend’s house, my best guy friend. We can call him C. We were all pretty high, just chilling on the couch, and after a long day my friend fell asleep. Soon my husband and I have our hands all over each other. We were biting each other’s necks and he was playing with my boobs through my thin tank top. I was trying so hard to be quiet; it does not come easily to me.

D was rock hard; I was soaked. He was rubbing me through my jeans while I stroked him through his. I whispered something about should have worn a skirt, D said he wanted me to cum. I said that wasn’t going to happen through the jeans. Read more »