Getting dirty with the maid (MF)

Only a few days after my return from my freshman year of college, I was already bored with being home. I immediately missed the partying and the girls while i killed time in my quiet suburban town between shifts in my summer job.

After a pretty late night out at the movies with friends, I slept in the next morning. In the mornings, my parents usually were busy and didn’t really bother me, trusting I can handle my own schedule.

I took a quick shower, and was walking into my bedroom, naked and deciding whether it was too early for lunch, when a voice cut across my thoughts.
“Um… good morning.”

I froze. Next to my dresser, Elena, the women who cleaned our house weekly, stood with a duster in her hand.

Immediately, a million thoughts ran through my mind. Should I cover up or go grab a towel? She was next to my dresser, so I felt weird walking over to get underwear.

“Shit, I forgot today is Thursday. I’m sorry.” Her expression still showed surprise, but definitely didn’t look away. After my shower, the room felt embarrassingly cold.

Weekend Away: Feeling the Great Outdoors (MF) (Fingering)

Friday felt like a dream. On the outside, we were oily, sticky messes, but inside, a relaxed, calm hung over us as we slept much later and deeper than we had in weeks. With a stretch, I walked over to the window and peeled out at our view.

Hearing a stirring behind me, I looked to see Katie drinking in my naked body framed in the sunlight. “How are you feeling?”

“Sore.” She giggled. “But I’m gonna want more later today, so I gotta tough it out.” She climbed out of bed to stand next to me. We kissed passionately, standing in our sunlit spotlight.

We showered and milled around the rest of the morning, and after food at a cute lunch-place, we headed over to a farm to do a number of cute fall things that she loved. It was warm enough outside, so i had a polo and shorts while Katie looked beautiful in a sundress.

After a corn field maze, some rustic shopping, and a couple spiked apple cigars, we made our way to the large apple picking orchard. Most people with kids must have gone earlier, because there were mostly adults in the orchard and even they were getting more sparse as the hot afternoon progressed and we went deeper into the orchard.

Weekend Away Part 4: What Happens After Dinner (MF)

After a quick shower, we headed out to a nice restaurant easy walking distance from where we were staying. Whereas we arrived here tense, stressed, and (in my case) backed up, Katie and I felt at total ease as we made our way to our table, ordered some Italian food, and a good bottle of wine.

We dined and drank, dispensing with everything outside of our vacation and casually flirting with each other. I deliberately wore a slightly tighter shirt, causing Katie’s eyes to pop out as she traced the outlines of my chest and shoulders in the shirt.

I wasn’t alone in wearing teasingly tight clothes. Katie’s navy blue dress closely hugged her body and pushed her boobs up to display a sexy amount of cleavage. Her legs looked sexy and her ass high and tight with her heels.

Once safely back into our room, I grabbed Katie’s tits from behind and pulled her close to me. I bit down on her neck and slowly freed her boobs from the dress. One hand climbed up to her neck. “Do you like when I grab you like this?”

Weekend Away: Fuck Me Before Dinner (MF)

Katie sat up, straightening her clothes. “I’m gonna go freshen up, and then I’ll be back to take care of you.” After a kiss, she continued, “wait for me on that couch.” Another kiss, then she disappeared of into the bathroom. I connected my phone to my portable speaker and started playing music while I waited on the couch.

The door opened. Her clothes, save her underwear had been discarded. She was barefoot. Her thin legs parted slightly and led to cute white panties with a rose sitting above her pussy. A tight stomach sat below her perky b cup tits in a matching white bra. Her beautiful face was framed by cascading blonde hair that hung down past her shoulders.

I gaped at her, speechless. I’m so lucky to have her. She swayed to the music, advancing on me. I lustily watched her progress across the room. When Katie reached me, she bent at the waist and wrapped her arms around me, pushing her soft boobs into my face.

Seductively, Katie backed off her smothering of me and continued dancing teasingly in front of me. Spinning around, her cute little ass wiggling in the air before lowering onto my lap and grinding. Even though we had fucked minutes ago, blood flowed down to my groin.

Weekend Away Chapter 2: Massage Does The Trick (MF)

We finally arrived at a beautiful hotel. Katie had been pretty silent, but I worked out a plan to relax her before dinner. Once in the room alone, I went straight to work.

Katie flopped down onto the bed, and with feigned innocence, I climbed next to her and began to massage softly, favoring the spots around the base of the neck that she loves.
“Hmm, that feels good.” She moaned into the bed.

Her moan excited me and my tight, backed up balls twitched. My hands slowly worked down her back, massaging carefully, and using my thumbs to rub the stress of the car out through my thumbs. My hands traced an outline around her ass, till they met in the middle of her thighs where, as gently as possible, I teasingly grazed her panties directly over pussy, eliciting a audible sigh.

I made to massage her legs, when Katie shifted her weight to one side, lifting her butt up slightly. “Go back to that spot, it’s a little tense.” She moaned. My pants tightened at her words.

Weekend Away Part 1: Delayed (MF) (oral) (public)

My girlfriend, Katie, and I had planned a beautiful weekend away at a BNB upstate. The last couple weeks had been really hectic, so we both looked toward this being a chance to just be alone.

We packed the car for the three hour drive and hit the highway. Once we left the city, the road got pretty boring and open. In the second hour, Katie started to talk about things to do over the weekend.
“Babe, any of that sound good to you?” She asked.
“You know there’s only one thing on my schedule.” I smirked at her while driving. She snorted. “Of course. You’ll be very spoiled this weekend.” She flirtatiously replied.

I switched into the carpool lane, skipping the little bit of traffic. “Spoiled how?”
“As long as you are taking care of me, I’ll let you use me however you want.” My pants began to tighten as dirty thoughts ran through my mind. She continued. “What would you do to me?”

Staying Entertained During Work Zoom Calls (MF)

Yet another yawn inducing zoom call… I was growing weary of all these pointless video meetings. And this one was just a team check-in. I had already given my portion, but I was expected to sit silently by and just listen.

Just off camera, my girlfriend had finished her meetings and decided to mess with me, knowing I was on camera. She was a curvy Latina with big tits that she knew I loved. Standing behind my laptop, she began swaying seductively and pulled out those luscious tits which bounced pleasantly in their freedom.

I tried to keep my face composed on camera, but she knew I was entranced. Below the table, my pants started to tent while I watched her tease me. She noticed with a wicked grin.

Onto her knees, she climbed under the table and carefully pulled my dick out of my shorts. It immediately sprang to attention as I adjusted to camera upward to be safe.

Teasingly, she kissed and licked up and down the shaft. I sat tensed, trying to maintain some professionalism on camera. When my girlfriend slowly took my head between her lips and eased me down toward her throat, I blinked my eyes and sighed peacefully.

Stealing my Roomate’s Hookup (MF)

One Friday night in my apartment I shared with an acquaintance from college, I was relaxing and watching tv after a long week when he bursts in, hammered after an extensive and extended happy hour. We chatted briefly where he mentioned he had a girl coming over soon. He slurringly bragged about how hot she was and told me to wear earplugs because of the the noise they would be making. My eyeroll went unnoticed as I pieced together a snack from the pantry and he went to get ready.

A knock came while he was still in his room, so I got the door for him. The sight that greeted me was incredible sexiness packed into a dick appointment outfit.

Her shorts barely covered her caramel colored thighs. A casual t-shirt tightened around her tits, teasing with their perfect handful size. Her curly, natural hair accented a sexy face.

Cursing my roommate for seemingly pulling my dream fuck, she asked. “Tom here?”
“Um.. yea..he-“
“Oh heyyy Maya.” My roommate interjected dragging her name in a drunken attempt at seduction. Maybe it was imagination, but I thought I caught her sigh softly at this.

My Neighbor’s Wife P2: Helping a Friend (MF) (audience)

Over the next couple of weeks, we fucked a few more times. I was enjoying fucking her so much that I had even made peace with her man getting more and more comfortable with the situation. Although I drew the line when he tried to sit on the bed next to her while she was in missionary… he could stay in the corner of the room.

After maybe our fourth or fifth time, I was chatting with dude about a football game that was coming on soon, when Kelsey walked out of the bathroom after a quick clean up. Both of our attentions drifted back over her bare body. Settling back onto the bed next to me, she said “hey, I told my friend about how sexy you are and how good you fuck me. She just got out of a relationship… fucker cheated on her” (across the room, the neighbor muttered “what an asshole” vaguely while looking at his phone) “she really needs some good dick and i wanted to ask if you would fuck her.”

She finished by rubbing my inner thigh and sucking her lip. I gave her a non-committal shrug. “Please. I’ll suck your dick” she giggled “again!” And she started kissing down my body as I stiffened again.

My Neighbor’s Wife (MF) (interracial) (cuckold)

I was walking down the hallway to my apartment when I heard “hey can I talk to you for a minute?” If he wasn’t looking dead at me, I would have just kept walking. I took my earbuds out.

I knew this white guy lived in this building but hadn’t really talked to him before. “What’s up?” I respond tentatively. He seemed a little nervous, which made me regret stopping more.

“So.. um… what do you think of my wife?”
“Oh.. um.. she’s nice I guess.” I turned to walk away, confused by the conversation. The wife was pretty hot actually. Probably out of his league, but I never really thought too much about this couple. “Hey, wait!” He called keeping up with me. “Can we talk in your apartment quickly?” To which I flatly replied “no”.

“I just wanted to ask if you wanted to fuck my wife.” That at least got me to stop and shoot him a confused look. More controlled in an undertone, he said “she has seen you around and wants to fuck you.”
“What? Why?” “She thinks you are sexy and strong, probably really big, and would fuck her really good.”