A work quickie [M/F, creampie, maybe a part 1?]

“Come here,” you say as you take my hand, leading me into the bathroom. I follow you into the lady’s room and click the door closes behind us even though we were the only ones in the office today. I’ve been waiting for this. My hand grabs your throat as I push you against the stall door closest to us. Your breathing is already shallow and I can feel your pulse beating faster and faster. Your hands fumble with my belt, unfastening it and unzipping my pants. You pull my erection out and I kiss you while you jerk my length.

My tongue reaches between your lips and slides against your teeth, tasting your minty flavor. My free hand runs up your inner thigh and under your sundress to feel your other lips. I rub your pussy through your panties before moving them to the side and making you moan as you feel my index and middle finger dip inside of your soaking wet slit. Your excitement is practically running out of you as it’s succulent scent fills the small room. You lift your leg, pulling me closer by my cock, begging me to fuck you without having to say a word.

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Fucking you and your drunk friend [M/F/F, creampie, lesbian, etc.]

I had agreed to be your DD for the girls night out you had planned ahead of schedule, so when you called around 11:30 I already knew what to expect. What I didn’t expect was for your friend Chelsea to be staying with us. I know how horny you get after a few drinks and I suspect that you won’t care if your friend hears you moaning. Maybe she won’t even remember, who knows. At least neither of you are terribly drunk, just loosened up and having a good time.

I’m in our room getting ready for bed when you both come in and get under the covers. I laugh and grab the throw blanket from the chair and start to head for the couch when you call me back in. I turn around in time for you to fling your panties at me, landing them at my feet.

“Where do you think you’re going?” You ask loudly before you both start laughing.

“Show is your dick!” Chelsea cheers as I start laughing with you two. Maybe you’re more drunk than I thought. “I only came here because sara said I could have fun tonight.” She admits, trying to be seductive. I raise an eyebrow and look at you with a smile.

A Tinder date (M/F, sexting, etc.”

Technology is a wonderful thing. We met on Tinder and pretty quickly exchanged numbers to be able to talk more easily. A few flirty texts turned to you sending topless pictures and then receiving some pictures of myself. You escalated things even more by sending a pic of your fingers plunged into your wet pussy as you looked at the pictures of my cock I’d sent you in exchange. My only response was a short clip of me jerking myself to your shaved slit. Then my phone started buzzing. You wanted a video call.

I answer, a bit surprised and even slightly embarrassed to be literally caught with my pants down. We talked face to face for a few minutes, lightening the mood, but neither of us trying to hide what we were doing where the other couldn’t see. I finally took the chance and switched to my camera facing away, showing you my dick as I stroked it, still envisioning your pic.

“I think this might be why you actually called though,” I guess correctly as you pan the camera down to your bare breasts before switching cameras yourself so that I can see what you’re doing between your legs.

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A bar one night stand (M/F, Creampie, multiple orgasms)

I won’t say that I wasn’t planning on going home with someone at the bar, but I wasn’t expecting to be going home with you. Naturally, you caught my eye as soon as you walked in. Your hair in a messy bun, yoga pants, a plain white tank top, all modest but on you, fuck. The way it accented your curves and hugged tight against your body had me fantasizing about you right from the start.

You smile at me as I don’t try to hide that I’m checking you out. You sit on the stool next to me and we make conversation as we drink. Your hand touches my thigh, giving me a sign it’s time to go. I settle up the tab and we walk out into the parking lot to your car. We make out and you grab the bulge in my pants.

“Hop in the back,” you request, making sure no one in watching.

“I live right around the corner, we can go back to my place if you want.” I suggest instead of the back seat of your small SUV.

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Threesome with the roommate

When I got to your apartment, you were in the kitchen just finishing up the dishes. I watch you stand on your toes to get the last plate into the cabinet. The back of your denim skirt lifts up just a bit as you stretch. No sense in wasting time with pleasantries; we both know what ‘just hanging out’ means. I walk behind you and grab your waist, pulling you back against me. You turn your head to smile at me and give me a kiss.

“Well hello to you too,” you jab. “Glad I wasn’t the only horny one today.” You admit as you bend over the counter. I unzip my pants, pulling my hard dick out. You look back and wink as my hand goes between your thighs, feeling that you aren’t wearing any underwear. Your slick wet gets smeared as I rub you before slipping my fingers between your pink folds.

Our first night together

When we started dating a few weeks back, we agreed on no sex for the first month. It seemed like a rational approach to dating responsibly and not just a hook up at the time. Two weeks in, though, and it was unbearable. You could practically smells the hormones when we were alone, using all of our self restraint not to indulge. Tonight is going to be extra hard. After cooking a nice dinner and watching a movie at your place, we agree that I should stay the night, justifying it by my long-ish drive home.

“How much are you ok with me taking off?” I ask through the bathroom door where you’re changing into PJ’s. I hadn’t brought anything to sleep in.

“However you normally sleep is fine,” you answer. I strip down to my boxers and get under the covers of your bed. I can smell traces of your perfume on the sheets, making it even more difficult to resist you. I try to position my legs so that when I inevitably get a hard on it won’t be a glaringly obvious tent pitched in your bed. You exit the bathroom in a long T-shirt that covers your waist and presumably whatever underwear you have on. You click the lamp off and get under the covers beside me, the only light now coming from the street lamp outside your window.

A little quarantine hate fucking

Arguing, all day. Ever since we woke up it’s been nothing but long silences dotted with sarcastic remarks. Quarantine hasn’t been kind to us. As I sat on the opposite end of the couch your eyes glare me for a second before you close your book and get up.

“I’m going to take a nap.” You firmly say. Even if I’m not happy with you, I can’t miss a chance to watch your ass cheeks peeking out from under your workout shorts as you walk away. Against my own better judgement I get up and follow you after waiting a few seconds.

Entering the bedroom i can see that you’ve already taken your shorts and shirt off to get in bed. Walking up behind you, I grab your waist and let you feel the bulge in my pants as I get hard against your ass.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You ask in a tone of surprise.

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A masquerade ball turns to a sluts dream come true (M/F, oral, creampie)

I had never been to a masquerade before, but I was very glad that I accepted this invitation. Your green eyes had caught me from across the room starring. It didn’t take much conversation for us to become relaxed and comfortable, laughing as we people watched.

“Ok so you have the room, fuck, marry, kill?” I ask. You bust out laughing again and start to scan the room. You touch your chin inquisitively.

“Hm… kill the old guy hitting on all of the young girls, yeesh.” I agree, not a bad call. “Marry that reeeally old guy so I get a big payout in a few years.” I laugh loudly, enjoying your enthusiasm in this. “And I’d fuck… you if tonight goes how I want it to.” We lock eyes and both can’t keep from cracking up.

“I mean… I’m down,” I confess. “You wanna get out of here?” You agree and we exit through a side door, making for the parking lot. You give me you number and send me your address, kissing me on the cheek before getting into your car.

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U/Wizardtrout7742’s request! College kids sneaking around her parents for some hard and dirty sex with a creampie in her teenage pussy

Meeting your girlfriends parents is always a big step in a relationship. First impressions count and you don’t want to screw things up with people who could potentially see you as family. That’s why going home with you to meet your family over the weekend was all the more difficult when I shook your fathers hand with my own that the night before had been grasping at your breasts and covered in your wet. I also thought about your lips that had been wrapped around my cock that morning when we woke up in your dorm as you kissed your mother on the cheek.

After the initial unease I felt things went well enough. A nice dinner, pleasant conversation, the usual things. You’d tried to keep me on my toes multiple times by whispering in my ear dirty things or that you weren’t wearing panties. I tried to keep those things out of my mind for as long as I could but it kept creeping back into my thoughts. Finally your parents decided to go to bed, reminding us that I was only allowed to sleep in the guest bedroom and not with you in your bed. We agreed and told them that we were just going to watch some TV and then go to bed ourselves. I wonder if they ever even thought that was the truth?

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18 year old college fun Part II (M/F, mild exhibitionism, dorm sex, oral, riding, all the fun stuff)

I can feel my bulge pressed hard against the inside of my jeans as I try not to think of the gift you left me in our bio lecture. After class I had gone into the bathroom to get a good whiff of the red lace. Your sweet scent had permeated the thong and stained the crotch area with your wetness. Now I’m texting you under my desk, thanking you for sharing them with me. You tell me to keep them, they’re mine. I only need to give them back if I want to get them worn by you again to redo them.

I leave my final class in a hurry, so horny I can hardly stand it. Just before the end of class you sent me a picture of up your skirt, showing me your shinning wet pussy and telling me to meet you at your dorm. I walk there as fast as I can, trying not to look as rushed as I am. I get there and knock on the door. It’s not you who answers.