RichieLondon, Author at NSFW story

At the club part 2

A man you have never met before is sucking your exposed tits and fingering your pussy in a public place with people watching, including your husband. How does it feel, baby? His fingers inside you, rubbing up and over your engorged clit. Some of those watching are masturbating,

His wife is sucking your husband’s dick now while he fingers her. She is now completely naked. As he fingers you, you are a spectator to your husband’s blow job and more excitingly to her reaction to his fingers on her clit.

Her face is contorting with pleasure and she keeps breaking off from sucking his dick and throwing her head back. It is such an erotic sight and across the way you can see two girls 69ing on the floor, surrounded by men with their cocks in their hands. A male female couple are watching you getting fingered, and masturbating each other as he sucks her tits.

You can feel your orgasm building. This guy’s hands are tougher than your husband but he knows what to do, building a steady rhythm. And now, he is pushing up your skirt, exposing you further. Your silky black wet knickers being shown to everyone. And then – in one quick movement – he peels them right off. Read more »

At the club

“Enjoy yourselves,” the doorman says, and there is a half smile, half leer about him. You shiver slightly as we walk in through the chintzy curtain. Is this to be a fantasy fulfilled, or an embarrassing and regretful escapade you only agreed to because we drank too much wine?

We walk in hand in hand and you grip my hand tighter as we see a couple making out just inside the doorway, her on his lap, kissing him, their tongues entwined, his hand disappearing up her short skirt. Her top is pulled down and her bra undone, he is groping her bear breast as she gyrates against him.

Other stand by and watch, on one side of the room w catch site of a man with his boxers around his knees, masturbating. His eyes fox on you, in your low cut top, short black skirt and heels‘ then his gaze turns elsewhere. To his left there are two women and a guy making out on the floor, their limbs entangled, one of the women completely nude, the other two in their underwear. Hard almost to see who is doing what to who. I can feel a strong stirring in my groin. You will tell me later that at that point you had a fight or flight response; a mix of absolute panic and surging arousal. You were about to ask me to leave. Instead, you let me lead you to the bar area where we ordered Prosecco and sat on a bench at the side of the room, watching the action. Read more »

When we finally met

It was so easy for you, flirting and teasing over the internet. Knowing you were making my married cock hard, loving the fact that your words were leading me to touch myself. Knowing you had the power to make a virtual stranger cum.

And I know you came too. Intoxicated by your power, by my dirty words and thoughts. By the filthy shared fantasies and pics. The audio of me cumming. The audio you sent in return. Above all, the intimacy. The sharing of your sexual experiences, dreams, kinks with a man you have never met or spoken to in real life.

So that was hot and dirty and wrong, but easy. And when I started to push to meet up in real life, you backed away. But not entirely. You were addicted to this thing now, you needed my lust and my filthy words and deeds on an almost daily basis. I know you thought of me when you fucked him. I thought of you when I fucked her. I probably always will.

And being in the same country felt novel and somehow hotter. No transatlantic time delays, a shared language in every sense. Read more »

First ever cum

I sometimes remember what it was like in those days. A horny teen with no real understanding of what was happening to my body. It seemed an endless hot summer that year.

I lived in t shirts and my red tracksuit bottoms. I was constantly aroused, though I didn’t quite understand the concept. There was no internet then and even the odd porn mag passed around school felt weird; too adult, almost gross. I’d find myself getting hard, I would honestly sometimes just pull down my pants and look at it, my throbbing erection. It felt naughty, strangely exciting. Rude. It honestly never occurred to me to touch it in those days. Sometimes I would lie on the bed, think about girls I fancied, and just press into the mattress. It felt strangely nice.

I was so naive, more than many boys my age. I had no real idea about cumming. I knew how babies were made, but I had not really grasped the idea of sexual pleasure, of being turned on. Of how exciting it might be. Read more »

A woman’s happy ending

You have wondered what this would be like. You have even joked about it being your top fantasy. But now, it’s happening ….

A massage in a high end spa. Your birthday treat from your husband or boyfriend. Everything about this place suggests class. The lighting, the size of the rooms, the range of treatments on offer. The subtle scent in the air, not too cloying. The beautiful reception area, the refreshments, the well turned out staff.

And when you went in to the massage room, the soft music, the smiling, handsome masseur. He nodded at you and said hello. Signalled for you to lie down on the large message bed, your towel still around you. He clearly spoke no English. Good. You wanted to relax, not be chatted at for an hour.

He left the room while you removed the towel and lay face down on the bed, the towel covering your ass. You had kept your knickers on, nothing else. Read more »

Dirty Doctor

“It’s a bit embarrassing, Doctor.”

“Well now, there’s no need to be embarrassed. I’m an experienced medical professional, I’ve heard pretty much everything over the years.”

She felt herself blushing. “I don’t – um – I can’t seem
to – to um – orgasm.”

The last word was basically a whisper and her face was scarlet now.

“I see. Well, that’s not that uncommon. When did it start?”

“Sorry, Doctor?”

“Your inability to come. How long has it been going on?”

His use of the word “come” shocked her. He was appraising her coolly, clinically. But they were talking about something so intimate and sexual.

“Um, since – well since forever, really.”

“Forever?” The Doctor frowned slightly. “You mean – you’ve never had an orgasm?”
“Yes. I mean, no. I never have.”

He was a good looking guy, the Doctor. For an older man. Somehow that made saying this to him even more awkward. Bet he’s made plenty women cum over the years, she thought, and was shocked at herself.

“I see. So are you in a sexual relationship now?”

“I am yes. Well, I have a boyfriend. We’ve been together a year.” Read more »

Fixing your computer. And you

“I think there is a problem with the connection,” the IT guy says. “I might need to be here sometime.”

He is under your desk, and you have already been waiting ten minutes to get back to work. You have a ton of emails to respond to. Why do these things always happen on days when you are super busy?

He’s a good looking guy, you think as he smiles sympathetically. Nice firm ass, you notice as he returns to his work.

“Look, is there any way I can carry on working while you do that?” you ask. “I’m miles behind with my emails.”

He shrugs. “Sure. As long as you think I won’t distract you. Your email should be working fine, but you won’t be able to access any of your software packages.”

He goes back to work and you resume your seat. You’re acutely aware your skirt is short. He is facing away from you right now, but if he turns around he is going to get an eyeful of your panties. Read more »

That guy

It was that guy that you always wondered about. Everyone has that guy, or that woman, in their life. It doesn’t matter how settled and happy, even how in love, they are. There is always half an eye looking, wondering. And that guy was the one you wondered about most.

It doesn’t matter who he is. A work colleague, neighbour, friend, even someone you don’t much like. But you know who he is. You know. But you didn’t know that I knew.

And in all those playful games, those mutual fantasies about threesomes. Don’t pretend he didn’t enter your head.

What you did not expect was him to enter your room. Your birthday surprise. We’d explored the idea so many times. I’d always said you’d chicken out, you always said I would.

But here he is, now. He is naked to the waist, your hands on his torso as he kisses you deeply. You can smell his neck, it’s a manly scent, hot. You are stark naked. My head is between your thighs, my lips and tongue teasing your hard clit as he kisses you and strokes your tits. Read more »