Anna continued her sexy lap dance for me. I greedily took in her body but couldn’t help myself from glancing at the door to see if Dan was coming in. She must have noticed my little looks because she giggled and said “I’m so glad that you’re excited he’s going to be joining us…I wouldn’t want to do anything if you weren’t completely comfortable.” Her eyes were playful and sexual, yet I could see that she was kind and genuine. “I’m so happy to be doing this” I gushed and grabbed her face to bring her in for a deep sensual kiss. Her finger traced down between my breasts. The sound of a door opening and footsteps startled both of us into some nervous laughter. “He’s my fucking husband and I’m even getting giddy” Anna smirked. “It feels like we’ve been so naughty and are about to get punished for it” she winked.
Author: SloanPhoenixxx
Sexy Virtual Reality Café fMF
Last Summer I took a job at a Virtual Reality Café to make some extra cash and to get to instant access to so many cool VR games for free. I quickly became really good friends with the couple who owned the place as I was a stellar employee due to my passion for VR. They were in their 30s and quite fit from playing VR as well as what seemed like a very active sex life (they flirted a lot right in front of me….which was oddly sweet and super arousing).
One night I was closing with the wife, Anna, and we were joking around about opening a nerdy themed strip club that had dancers who looked similar to some of the VR avatars with cosplay & animal themed costumes. Anna was saying that she would love to dance and was raving about how hot it would be for me to dance too. I blushed and said that I wasn’t sure anyone would want a dance from me. She said that she would love to see me dance for her and casually added that she and her husband had always kind of had a little crush on me. I was elated! I had barely allowed myself to acknowledge my attraction to either of them, let alone both and now here was Anna freely mentioning their mutual attraction to me.
Hot Summer Fun Mf
There’s something about the long days of August that leaves many longing for hot, fiery passion to mimic the sweltering summer heat. Mix that with the lusts of youth and it’s unsurprising that many young adults who work summer jobs between semesters of school tend to fall into the rhythms and dramas of hook up culture. That was the scene of the bar I worked at one summer up north at my aunt’s cottage.
My aunt owned a little cozy cabin on a remote lake, which she loved to tell people cost her ‘less than what a fancy dinner costs in a big city restaurant these days’, despite the fact that she never went into the city or went to fancy restaurants. My aunt was funny for not liking the cabin much in the summer, not caring for the heat she usually went to Alaska for 3 months, leaving the little cottage vacant.
I jumped at the chance to have some of the independence that newly minted adulthood calls for and packed up my cutest bikinis and jean shorts as well as my art supplies. I’d emailed ahead to confirm an interview with one of the two lake’s restaurants and was excited to get my first taste of living on my own.
The Sailor (M) & the Mermaid (f) [fantasy]
Days and nights of churning seas had left the Sailor longing with lust. Knowing he had at least a fortnight of seafaring, he was left to little more than his stirring imagination. Even though he was always spent from battling with the ocean, his wandering mind always seemed to land on titillating thoughts. Namely, tits. Big round beautiful bouncy breasts with soft supple skin and little nipples.
One night he dreamed of a beautiful woman coming up to his ship. Instead of rushing to save her the Sailor calmly walked to the boat’s edge as she wasn’t flailing or distressed. The woman wasn’t really swimming so much as gliding. Her upper body peaked above the water allowing her wet cleavage to glisten with the light of the moon. As she got the ship’s side she lifted her body to reveal circular pink nipples that were hard and begging to be touched. The Sailor reached out and slowly traced the round outline of her areola. The maiden wiggled and moaned with delight. Just as the Sailor went to move his mouth to lick her nipple he awoke on his straw mattress, fully engorged, forced to handle himself and get to the day’s tasks.