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Strange Love: “The Pleasure and the Pain” [MF][huml][BDSM]

It’s funny how a twinge of guilt keeps me from fucking in my marital bed. My lover, Troy and I stumbled to the guest bed room, where we’ve had sex before, falling onto the bed with a thud. I straddled Troy, smiling down at him, lost in his kaleidoscope eyes of grey and amber. His firm hands lingered on my waist before inching down over my hips to cup my ass. His body was mine to explore. My long brown hair brushed his body as I roamed it with my fingers, lifting up his shirt to tongue his muscularly defined torso. It’s such a change of pace for me to be this aggressive as I’m submissive to my husband; I am his object to be touched and loved. But tonight, I prowled Troy’s body like a tiger savoring its prize from the hunt; languidly licking him with a tongue slowed by a humid night of drinking. A bulge appeared in his trousers and he sat up before standing me up with him. He unzipped my dress to tug it down past my knees, revealing the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties. I giggled as I unbuttoned his pants. He stepped out of them, and stripped off his shirt before we fell into each other’s arms again, getting lost in sloppy kisses. His hands rambled over my ass and I moaned in delight as he squeezed my cheeks apart. Read more »

The Girls Let Him Join In [FFM]

My girl crush, Sheridan, her personal trainer, Alex and I stumbled out of the club to drunkenly fall into the rented limo for the slow ride to Sheridan’s condo. Alex watched as Sheridan’s hand crept up my thigh. I looked her in the eyes as it moved to my silken slit covered by thin silk panties and I opened my legs slightly for her fingers to continue the trip.

She asked, “Anybody ever tell you that you should model?”

“An agent told me my legs weren’t long enough,” I replied.

“Me too!”

“They’re crazy. Your legs are beautiful,” said Alex.

Sheridan and I posed together, preening in our sexy little dresses and pouty smiles as Alex took pictures of us on his phone. We cruised through the bar district, drinking tequila all the way back to home. We drunkenly held on to Alex as we all stumbled into the building. Once the elevator door closed, Sheridan grabbed Alex’s head and planted a big sloppy open mouth kiss on him. He then turned his head to me and hungrily kissed my lips. My clit jerked at the sensations of his strong insistent lips. My hands caressed his stubbly face and the smell of his cologne and manliness was intoxicating. The doors opened and we all stumbled forward, clutching each other as we laughed down the hall to Sheridan’s place. Read more »

Tonight’s Theme Party: Vicars and Tarts! [FF][Voy][Mast]

Theme parties at the Miami Key Club are always fun affairs. Roman orgy toga parties and key parties are fan favorites, but tonight we were partaking in a time honored costume party from England; a vicars and tarts party, where men dress like priests and women dress like slutty streetwalkers. It’s my first time hosting at this swinger’s club theme party and I wanted to make sure everything was perfect.

The sexy nun costume which came by mail was shorter than I expected. My ass cheeks peeked from beneath the short black, white-collared mini dress. Oh well, I’m committed. I put on the matching habit, tucking my hair underneath before putting on my reading glasses and applying some deep red lipstick to my lips. Thigh high fishnet stockings glided up my legs, which I secured to hanging black garters, before sliding my feet into my ridiculously high heeled black leather pumps. I stood to look at myself in the mirror, turning to look over my shoulder to see the bottom of my ass cheeks striped with black garters. With a smirk on my face, and a wooden ruler in my hand, I left for the party. Read more »

A Hot Friday Night [FFM]

My girl crush, Sheridan, her personal trainer, Alex and I stumbled out of the club to drunkenly fall into the limo for the slow ride home. Alex watched as Sheridan’s hand crept up my thigh. I looked her in the eyes as it moved to my silken slit covered by thin silk panties and I opened my legs slightly for her to continue the trip.

She asked, “Anybody ever tell you that you should model?”

“An agent told me my legs weren’t long enough,” I replied.

“Me too!”

“They’re crazy. Your legs are beautiful,” said Alex.

Sheridan and I posed together, preening in our sexy little dresses and pouty smiles as Alex took pictures of us on his phone. We cruised through the bar district, drinking tequila all the way back to Sheridan’s condo. We drunkenly held on to Alex as we all stumbled into the building. Once the elevator door closed, Sheridan grabbed Alex’s head and planted a big sloppy open mouth kiss on him. He then turned his head to me and hungrily kissed my lips. My clit jerked at the sensations of his strong insistent lips. My hands caressed his stubbly face and the smell of his cologne and manliness was intoxicating. The doors opened and we all stumbled forward, clutching each other as we laughed down the hall to Sheridan’s place. Read more »

Sabrina’s First Time [FF]

Palm trees rustled in the morning breeze as I laid stretched out in my bikini on a chaise lounge by the pool soaking in the Miami sun when I heard the sound of the back door opening and shutting followed by approaching footsteps made. I opened my eyes to see my boss Dixon coming me way.

He said, “A woman from the party is at the gate. She wants to see you.”

“Why?”

“She didn’t say. You better get rid of her before boss lady blows a fuse.”

I sat up and slipped on a pair of shorts and flip flops, making my way through the house, out the front door, and down drive to the front gate.

Sheridan’s convertible Audi sat parked outside the wrought iron gate. She stood at attention as I approached the gate. A flouncy green and blue sundress, which showed plenty of side boob, whipped around her knees. She looked so cool with her beachy hair and aviator sunglasses perched on her nose.

I stepped up to the gate. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yeah, I wanted to ask if you’d like to come out with me for dinner tonight.” Read more »

The Creampie Girl of My Dreams Cums True [MF][Str8]

The Long Horn Tavern was busy, typical for a Friday night. Texas twang and music drifted to the rafters, spilling onto the back patio. And with all that, I still spotted Jessica with her old high school clique standing at the bar. Jessica Poynter. High school homecoming queen, lead cheerleader, Dallas debutante, the creampie girl I lusted after most of my adolescent years, I hadn’t seen her since graduation night ten years ago. She looked great. I felt like I was back in school. Those long legs stretched up to her mini-skirt. Seriously?

I stood outside the bar and called Jackson.

“What are you doing, man?”

“Just chillin’.”

I could hear him gaming in the background.

“Come out to Long Horn. The Pussy Posse is here”

“The Pussy Posse. I’ll be there in ten.”

I waited outside for my wingman. My plan, cut Jess from the herd and run. After a few minutes, I couldn’t wait any longer and went inside.

Jessica’s face lit up when she saw me causing her friends turn and look. They grinned in approval.

“Hi Jess, ladies,” I said.

“Hi,” she said. Read more »

Victoria’s Lunch Date [MF][Pros][Oral]

My name is Victoria Lovejoy. My uniform is a tight pencil skirt, chiffon blouse and high heeled patent leather shoes. The sexy secretary look works for me. I charge five hundred dollars an hour and typically pull in three thousand dollars a week. Between the money and flexible schedule, life in Manhattan is pretty good. These are my stories.

Jim’s text read, ‘Rm 1505. I’m here.’

I’ve never been stopped by security in any hotel. I carry myself confidently through the immense lobby with my nose in the air; blending in with every other young professional woman going about her business.

I softly knocked on door. Jim answered it with a smile.

“Come on in, beautiful.”

Jim was a tall blonde drink of water from Texas working as a security analyst for a huge international oil company here in Manhattan. He likes to kiss though, like other escorts, don’t kiss clients. What a twisted logic we share; willing to let a man penetrate almost every hole in your body for money but deny him the intimacy of kissing. When I first started seeing Jim, I’d give him my turned up cheek his when he tried to kiss my lips. But lately, I let him give me a peck on my lips. Read more »

The Orgy Planner [MF][swing][voy]

Night fell fast on the second day of the Miami Key Club. The party I’m hosting in this rented mansion is a four day sexual retreat organized by the sex party website that employs me. So far, everything was running smoothly. Tomorrow night is the key party followed by our grand finale, a Roman orgy. With this being my first time hosting such an event, I had a lot on my plate, but for now, I was busy herding the last two of our thirty guests into the pool house where our dungeon master, Don, had set up the sex swing. Earlier that day, as we turned the pool house into a dungeon, I had inspected his assembly work, shaking the wooden frame to make sure it was sturdy. The black leather hammock sex swing, suspended four feet off the air, swayed in its frame by thick iron chain that jingled like a playground swing. I hope the guests like it. Read more »

Strange Love: “Vixen Cheats” [MF]

It’s funny how a twinge of guilt keeps me from fucking in my marital bed. My lover, Troy and I stumbled to the guest bed room, where we’ve had sex before, falling onto the bed with a thud. I straddled Troy, smiling down at him, lost in his eyes of grey and amber. His firm hands lingered on my waist before inching down over my hips to cup my ass. His body was mine to explore. I roamed it with my fingers, lifting up his shirt to tongue his muscularly defined torso. It’s such a change of pace for me to be this aggressive as I’m submissive to my husband; I am his object to be touched and loved. But tonight, I prowled Troy’s body like a tiger savoring its prize from the hunt; languidly licking him with a tongue slowed by a humid night of drinking. A bulge appeared in his trousers and he sat up before standing me up with him. He unzipped my dress to tug it down past my knees, revealing the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties. I giggled as I unbuttoned his pants. He stepped out of them, and stripped off his shirt before we fell into each other’s arms again, getting lost in sloppy kisses. His hands rambled over my ass and I moaned in delight as he squeezed my cheeks apart. Read more »