Author: scruffy_nerd_herfer

Caught by the babysitter (OC)

My wife and I came back from a night on the town a little early. We sneaked into the guest room because we wanted to fuck before sending the babysitter home. We’d done this a few times and one time I’m pretty sure she caught us as we were finishing up.

Tonight, I felt like a porn star. We’d gotten pretty worked up dancing, so we were pretty good to go as soon as we got into the room. I’d already fingered her on the way home, giving her two orgasms. We kept a set of restraints tied to the top of one of the posts on the bed. My wife put my wrists tightly into the leather cuffs and secured my arms above my head. She spun me around and used my belt to playfully spank my ass a few times. Each thwap got my dick even harder. Finally, she ordered me to turn around. When I did, she stroked my cock as she kissed her way down my chest until she got to my throbbing dick. I nearly blew my load as she took it all the way into her mouth and slurped as she slowly pulled it back out. I quickly regained my composure and held back my load. She kept sucking and stroking. Read more »

Blink (a fantasy)

I blink. I see you.
Waiting for me to take you. Revealing yourself to me. Not just your body. Your person.

My eyes open, my day begins. Shit. Shower. Shave. Dressed. Breakfast. Brush. Bounce out the door.

I blink. I see you.
The curves of your body entice me to come forward. Your lips kiss mine. Softly at first, then deeper. I embrace you, feeling you against me. My hands roam across your back, caress your ample ass. Teasing you by getting as close to your tight hole as possible with my fingers. I can’t quite reach. The small of your back. Your shoulders. Your neck. Your hair, weaving my fingers into your tresses. I grab. I playfully pull your face away from mine, just to see your smile. The look in your eyes is hypnotic; passion, want, excitement, fear, doubt, lust, FIRE!

My eyes open, start the car. Gear. Gas. Go, go, go. Shit! Did I forget my lunch? No, there it is. Left. Right. Stop. Go. Park. Get inside. Read more »

The chair (Bondage, power exchange, toys)

The Chair

It was a lazy Sunday as per usual.  I was just sitting on the couch putting in some much-needed downtime playing Mario Kart on my SNES.  Jesi decided to hit the local market and would probably go to Whole Foods to get something for dinner.  That was her normal Sunday routine. If I was lucky, maybe we’d fool around a little tonight.

    It wasn’t long before I heard her keys in the door.  I got up to help her in and put the stuff away. Oddly enough, there weren’t any Whole Foods bags or veggies from the market.  Just one bag, and I didn’t recognize it.

“What’s in here?” I asked, reaching for the mysterious bag.

“Never you mind, it’s a surprise!”  She jockeyed the bag just out of my reach.  This only served to arouse my suspicion more.  Go back to your game, I’ll let you in on it shortly.

“OK!” I went back to my games, but I surely paid attention to what was going on.  She disappeared into the bedroom, and in a few minutes came out and dragged a chair from the table into the room with her. Read more »

Alone at the bar (erotic, public sex, BDSM)

I sit alone in my bubble at the end of the bar.  I didn’t want to be alone, so I sat there next to a few people I know.  I tried repeatedly to pierce their cones of conversation, to no avail. Interjecting an opinion or making a joke, only to be met with a stone wall.  Their faces gave me the “A and B conversation, dude. C your way out” look. So, I nestled into my bourbon and the saving grace of technology, reaching out for a connection via my various dating apps and sites.  Eventually, I opt for games and the bubble around me thickens.

I didn’t even notice her sit down.  I could not tell you how long she’d been there.  The first thing I noticed was her scent. Its heavy vanilla notes conquering the earthy aroma of my cigar.  I looked over to find her sipping a neat whisky. She was tall and curvy. Her tight jeans and fuzzy sweater did little to hide her dangerous architecture.  The bar was pretty full, so I didn’t really think anything of her sitting next to me. She, on the other hand, had chosen her seat carefully. “Well now, Cowboy, don’t you think it’s time to buy me another drink,” she said as she gulped down her last swallow.  (I figured she called me that because I was wearing my Dallas Cowboys t-shirt.) Read more »

I know about that thing you do

“I know about that thing you do!” she said, starting to feel the liquid courage from the vodka cranberry coursing through her veins. She did that girl thing where she covered her mouth when she smiled, almost giggling.

“What are you talking about, Anita?” I knew exactly what she was talking about.

“You know, that thing you do with Susan, in the bedroom. She says it is incredible.”

“I’m not really sure you’ve got your story straight, Anita. Susan would not talk about our love-making like that.” I used that word purposefully, love-making. I wanted to conjure sweet, passionate, vanilla sex in her mind.

“Well, she won’t go into detail, but she says you do things differently than other guys. She says it is the most amazing thing she’s experienced. She said I should try it,” getting close to me and touching my arm.

“With me?” I asked, feigning incredulity and shocked. “I don’t think that’s what she meant.” That is totally what she meant. Read more »