Plain-Water, Author at NSFW story

OF and a boyfriend (Flash Fiction) (Sexting) (Cunnilingus)

She lays on the bed, phone in hand, confirming payment was made. When the money as been sent she starts her timer. He ordered 15 minutes of sexting, but she sets it to 18, a little extra to calm the nerves some guys feel.

She strips off her top, pinching her nipples for the camera as she snaps a quick picture. She types

*Hey baby, are you stroking that big cock? My pussy is so wet thinking about you…*

as she hears the apartment door open. He’s back with food, as her stomach growls. He notices her on the bed and knows what’s up. He smiles thinking dinner can wait. Moving toward her he peels the yoga pants down, taking them completely off, leaving her naked. He pushes her legs open, crawling between them on his stomach. He licks, tasting her as she waits for the clients response.

She sighs, enjoying the tongue as he slowing licks her, taking time on her lips before moving to her clit. Just the way she likes. Her phone buzzes and shit, it’s been a minute. She got distracted. He stops licking “You have work, if I need to st-“ Read more »

Caught cheating (Flash Fiction) (anal) (revenge)

I pushed her head down, her ass high in the air. She struggled as I pulled her pants down. I saw her pussy, and I hated it. Red and puffy, fresh fucked, but not by me.

“Brunch?!” I say, spanking her ass hard. My fiancé tries to apologize. But I hear none of it. Slap, slap, slap. Her ass is red, and warm. I spread her cheeks, looking at the hole she’d never let me fuck.

“Hold it, and stay like that.” I tell her, getting up to head to the bedroom. I open the toy drawer, grabbing lube. I head back, glad to see she hasn’t moved. She crying, but she wasn’t crying when she walked through the door after … him. That cheating cunt looked used.

Pissed all over again, I got behind her, fingering her ass with lube. She moaned to stop, so I pulled my phone out, opening her Moms contact info.

“There’s two options here. One, is I never touch that filthy cunt again. I will only fuck this ass”, I push a finger in, “or I call your Mom, and tell her exactly why I’m leaving you.” I pull my finger out, and put my hard cock at the tight hole. “You can push back, or walk out.” Read more »

Her wedding day (Flash Fiction) (cheating) (bride) (ex)

Carrie sat in her car, the parking structure quiet . She had been instructed to park at the top, with an open spot on her drivers side. She looked at the clock, as it changed to 2:18 am. She was getting married in hours, was suppose to be going to a spa in the morning for mani, pedi, and mimosas. Why was she here…

She thought back to her bachelorette party, the stripper, his hard cock, his ripped body. She had been thinking that she’d only have one cock forever once she said “I do”. She loved her fiancé, really loved him, but the sex was ok. Average. She had wanted that stripper, that wild fling, but didn’t trust her friends. So she touched that magnificent cock, and laughed and had fun. He ended up going home with some friend of a friend, and she had heard it was so so so good.

Which lead her to here. She had reached out to an ex. He was mean, aggressive, a cheater, a flirt, but also the best fuck and biggest cock she ever had. He was married now, which means she’s the side girl. The woman cheating. She was sick with herself, but her arousal had won out. She saw the lights, the SUV, as it pulled next to her. She saw him move to the back seat, and got out to join him. Read more »

Work Party (Flash Fiction) (coworker)

I woke up, hearing my shower running. Confused for a moment, I had forgotten I had Mia crash with me. My cute coworker had gotten extremely drunk after work at happy hour. I knew Cindy had been egging her on about shots. Mia had trouble even standing, so I wanted her to be safe.

I went to make myself some coffee, and brewed extra in case Mia wanted some too. The shower stopped, and i heard some searching for a towel. Oops, I didn’t leave one out. I went to the closet, grabbing one and knocking on the door.

Instead of the door barely opening to retrieve the towel she opened it fully, her naked body on display. Her red hair wet against her skin, her small breasts perky, pussy a slight amount of stubble.

“Um, here” I stutter, handing the towel while I look away.

“Thanks” she replied, grabbing it and wrapping her hair up in it before walking out, still very naked and wet.

“Mia, can you put something on?” I keep my gaze adverted, wanting to be proper with my colleague. Though she walked straight to the kitchen, looking for a mug. She poured a cup and finally talked. Read more »

Working (Flash Fiction) (Sex work)

I watch the smoking hot girl sucking my cock, cleaning her pussy juices off my shaft.

“Fuck yeah baby, cum in my mouth” she says, before opening her lips to catch my load as I take over stroking myself. With a roar I cum, mostly on her tongue, though the first rope lands across her face. She pulls her tongue in, swallowing dramatically before showing off that she took it all down her throat.

The camera stops, as I place the machine down. “Thanks a bunch”, she says, standing up to grab a towel, wiping her pussy down. “My fans really bugged me to fuck you, though my boyfriend was pissed.”

She laughed, “Maybe he should get a bigger cock” and stroked me a little as my dick softened.

“Sure, not a problem, I don’t mind helping out.” It was the same most times. Girl starts an onlyfans, or a cam account, but the guys she usually fucks are small, or can’t get hard. I grab my pants and shirt, I usually skip underwear on days I work. “I’ll see you around” walking out.

Waiting… (Flash Fiction) (Cuckquean)

I hear the garage door open, and try to give my most seductive pose. I got waxed earlier this week, my body smooth. The lingerie is a simple babydoll, white and see through. I skipped the panties, wanting quick access. My husband comes in, clearly surprised by my actions. He mutters about the gym, his long work day, how he needs a shower. I don’t give him the time to clean though.

I can smell her, that subtle smell of perfume. He tried to hide it, but I knew that Tuesdays were the day he saw her. A motel at lunch, he brings the food, her the pussy. She called me, confessing the affair, and instead of angry, I was turned on. I hated it, but I couldn’t deny my arousal.

I knelt at his feet, pulling his pants down, wanting to taste his cock. I could taste her, as he tried to stop me. I refused, taking him fully in my mouth, feeling his erection grow. I bent over asking him to fuck me. I imagined I was her, the other woman, fucked in a dirty room. I came, quick, as I felt him unload in me. I sighed, pulling off his cock. I debated telling him I knew, but decided not to. Not yet, as I still figuring out my level of acceptance. I knew that next Tuesday I’ll suck his cock again, eager to taste.

How it started, and where it is (Flash Fiction) (prostitution) (cum swallow)

The cock in my mouth pulses, shooting cum down my throat. “Ugh, fuck, damn I love cuming in that mouth” I hear, the hand on my head pushing me deeper. My knees are on the passenger seat, his other hand under my skirt on my thong clad ass.

I keep down, slowly moving his dick in and out, taking my time to let all his cum leak out, to let him grow soft in my mouth. I pull off after a minute, and rest on my heels. I show him my full mouth, before swallowing. As a regular customer, he gets the perks. I button up my shirt, the school girl outfit is always a popular choice. He zips his pants up, “Thanks, amazing I found you, my wife never does anything fun anymore.”

I know his wife. In fact she’s how I know him. I worked for her, waitressing at the small restaurant she manages. I left though, tips sucked. Especially once my second job kicked in. I never imagined I’d be an escort, or call girl, or paid cash for sex, but what started as something I did for a few friends, became some friends of friends, became getting on some adult sites. Read more »

It can be too big (Flash Fiction) (swingers) (anal)

I held my wife’s hand as we entered the club. “Fox Trot” was a swingers place, in fact it was the place I met my wife Anna. I flashed back briefly, that night long ago. I was one of the guests of honor, as I usually was. Being blessed with a 9” cock does that in sexual circles. I had been swinging for years, since a fuck buddy and her husband introduced me. Never did I think I’d fall for someone, especially not a fellow swinger.

She was at the bar, in lacy white boyshorts and heels. Her blond hair hanging to her mid back. I was naked, and went to introduce myself while getting a beer, getting a good look at her thin body and B cup breasts. She noticed my cock right away, mentioning she’d like to try it soon. I replied “Why wait” and guided her hand to it. As I grew she’s stared lustily, and soon we were fucking in a booth, people watching, some even joining. We spent the night together before she came home with me. Read more »

Calling the ex… (Flash Fiction) (booty call) (friend with benefits)

The knock jolts me out of my day dream. Of me and Jill, making love and cuddling. I know I shouldn’t be doing this, calling an ex up for a booty call, but Jill was my love. I thought I would marry her, before she left me. I really shouldn’t have texted her, but I was surprised she even answered, let alone agreed to come over.

I look in the mirror, fixing my hair. I was nicely buzzed, that liquid courage flowing in my veins. I open the door “Jill co-“

It’s not Jill, it’s Kendall. Short, curly brunette friend of mine Kendall. “Um, hey, sorry, I was expec-“

“Jill, I know. Dude, I’m Jill. I switched her number to mine in your phone. I knew your dumbass would try something like this.” I could hear the disappointment in her voice. I looked down, ashamed. At least at first. But looking down allowed me to see Kendall’s outfit. Fishnets, skirt, a tank top showing her hard nipples, one pierced.

“Um, god, I’m that easy to read”, still staring at her clothes. She reached a hand up, to my shoulder, pushing me into my apartment. Read more »