Daddy and his cum slut train the new coach. [free use] [sports massage] [maledom] [femsub] [malesub] [age gap] [humiliation] [threesome] [corruption kink] .

Part 1. The new coach

“Shit.”

I was already running late to class, and now there was an accident up ahead. I nervously checked the clock. My fitness coach, Adam, was a stickler for punctuality. Any more than 10 minutes late and he wouldn’t allow me in. I wondered how many blow jobs I’d have to promise for him to break a gym rule for me. Nowhere was he more dominating or demanding of obedience than at his gym.

Finally traffic started moving. I got to the gym, parked, and hastily made my way inside.

“You’re LATE, L. Get to work on your warmup. 500 meters, rower. Now.”

This was not off to a great start.

As I rowed and sweat began to build on my forehead, Adam came over between barking orders at other clients. He knelt beside me.

“Everything good baby girl? You came in in a rush”

“Just traffic. I’m good, Coach.”

“Ok good. Then I’m going to push you today. Your ankle sprain is looking better and we need to regain ground on your squats” he said with a grin.

Sex Before, During, and After Our Date!

We bought tickets to the ballet. Romeo and Juliet. How romantic! A nice dinner, a show of two lovers that…well, you know the story. I won’t rehash Shakespeare’s work here. The night of the performance I dolled myself up quite nice. My makeup was working better than usual, my eyes popped, and my hair was perfect (that’s a first!). I had the sexiest dress for the occasion, complete with stockings and heels. Stockings drive my husband nuts. I didn’t want Juliet being the star of the entire evening. I walked into the waft of his favorite perfume, and of course my nether regions were fresh, trim, and ready for sex! Silk pink panties were hidden by my sexy black dress. After all, a little color never hurts.

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Do Androids Wet-dream? [mf][human/android]

“My chassis is covered by a tri-weave polymer, designed to give the texture of skin to the touch. Would you like to try it?”

The Doll cocked its – *her* – head to the side in a curiously stereotypical fashion.

Rico stretched out a hand, resting the tips of his fingers gently on the bare ‘skin’ of her upper arm. It was cool to the touch; not cold and metallic as he had expected given the segmented nature, but cool. It felt pleasant beneath his touch, felt like skin.

“Do you feel that?” he asked.

“I do,” she replied. “Several thousand minute sensors beneath the epidermis register contact anywhere across my frame, activated by the piezoelectric shell.”

“What does it feel like?”

She cocked her head the other way, and he saw her processing the question. Now he had a moment’s pause, he could see a faint trail of freckles across her nose and cheeks, as if someone had dusted them across her. “It feels like pressure and warmth. There is an odd tingle to the skin in the area around where your hand is.”

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M42 F37 A soft morning fuck

I woke up with an painfully hard erection. It’s always the first thing I notice when I emerge from slumber aroused – that hot, rigid sensation in my pajama pants begging to be freed. The second thing I noticed was how good it felt because it was pressed against something warm and soft. The fog of sleep slowly evaporated as I groaned lightly, pushing my hips forward to press my shaft into that pillowy flesh. As I opened my eyes, the soft yellow morning light was filtering through the blinds, casting a gentle glow on the figure breathing peacefully next to me. She was pushing up against me with her back on my chest, my arm was wrapped around her stomach under her large breasts, and her ass shoved against my thick member.

I laid there for a few minutes, tensing and relaxing my dick against her asscheek. As I flexed myself repeatedly, I drew my arm up over her soft cotton shirt and began to unbutton it. She shifted and sighed quietly, turning her head up to the ceiling. The glow of sunlight illuminated her pale face, her lightly red lips, and her sandy blonde hair. I didn’t know it was possible to fall more in love, but I felt it well up inside of me. She shifted again and I pulled my hips away, allowing her to roll onto her back and her peaceful face nodded towards me.

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[FM] Me and the cute hair removal technician

I have always been pretty focused on self care, I like to have my body feel and look good. It’s a pretty important part of my life. Because of that reason, after a few years of shaving my pubes and having to deal with stubble and ingrown hair, I started to get laser hair removal. The first time I did it, the hot laser hurt a little, but it was worth it – I really love how my pussy looks with the completely smooth skin. Since my first visit, I had been going to the professionals regularly, as they told me my hair grows really slowly, so I need at least 8 sessions, every 6-8 weeks.

So, I’m pretty much a regular at their place, and started to know the people working there pretty well. My usual technician has been a really nice girl called Mindy, around my age, who shared a lot of interests – so the appointments were usually over in a breeze.

Today, I go in for my second to last appointment, already seeing and feeling great results. Only very few, super thin hairs are left. So I was stoked to get rid of these and have a perfectly smooth vulva.

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Masturbation Between Friends, pt. 1 [F18/F18] [College] [First Time]

*I published this complete story today on Literotica, and it can be viewed in full here:* [https://literotica.com/s/college-masturbation](https://literotica.com/s/college-masturbation)

*However, the full story is slightly over Reddit’s character limit, so I’m having to split it into two chunks to post it here.*

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What was starting university still half in lockdown like? Well, my grades were solid, I was bored out of my skull, and I masturbated a lot.

It would be fair to say that I felt a little cheated; I had envisaged the start of life as a fresher as being wild. I would finally be away for the first time in my life from the severe, disapproving glare of my parents. They would have blown their collective fuse had they got wind during my sixth-form days of a boy within striking distance of my bedroom, and I was fully intent on making up for lost time as I looked ahead to the start of university life- on bar crawls and impromptu hook-ups and not having to care any longer what other people labelled me as, like every great coming-of-age movie cliché rolled into one.

F20 Breakup sex is the best sex 18

My bf broke up with me and I was rather depressed about it. My sister spent a lot of time convincing me to hook up with someone random because “good dick makes you forget any ex”. I was very much against it at first, but after a few months, I gave it a chance.

She hooked me up with a guy she knew and I was very frightened and nervous. But it felt great. He came inside of me, this was better sex then I’d had with my ex. He told me “there are only so many times you can have sex with one person before it becomes stale’. And he was right. We hooked up more and more and more, I really, really enjoyed it, I’d definitely do it again.

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Admired across the pool [F32/?28][public][Oral]

The sun was beating down on Cara’s bronzed body. They’d had wonderful weather so far in ibiza. She felt relaxed, she was in need of this holiday, work had been stressful.

Adam, her husband, sat up from his lounger. “I’m going to grab a beer and sit in the shade for a bit”

“Ok sure” Cara replied.

He lent in close “you’ve got an admirer by the way”

Cara was confused “what are you talking about?”

“across there….can’t keep their eyes off you”

She glanced across the other side of the pool where Adam was indicating. There was a group of guys, laughing and drinking beers. One of the guys was looking her way. He was well built in a rugby player way. Stocky, well fit she thought….

She pushed Adam away “don’t be daft!”

He laughed “ok…see you shortly” walking away towards the bar.

She exhaled deeply and took a sip of her pina colada. Finally some peace!

She lay back and got comfortable. Looked across the pool again at the young guys. He was looking her way again! Giving her a smile this time. Perhaps he was right… she smiled in return. It felt good to be admired.

The Office Boss [22F/38M] [Noncon] [Age Gap] [Humiliation]

*All characters are over the age of 18*

*This is The Book of Florence Volume II: The Office Boss. If you liked this, please consider checking out the full series on GumRoad or Amazon Kindle.*

I had started a new position as Secretary to the CEO of a prestigious financial company and was excited to receive my welcome email. But the instructions said I needed to wear the uniform they sent me. I held up the sheer white blouse and tight pencil skirt, confused.

My grades from high school hadn’t been great and I had barely passed college – despite letting Mr. Miller take my regular and anal virginity, I had still just managed to scrape by. My parents always said I made up for what I lacked in academics with buckets of enthusiasm and I guess they were right. In the job interview, I felt sure I had mucked up every question but my eagerness to do a good job must have come through. That, and the look the CEO gave me was the same as Mr. Miller. I briefly wondered if I should worry about that but quickly put it aside; this was a fresh start and I didn’t want to get on anyone’s bad side by making assumptions.

The Best Ride [23F] [F/M] [Teasing] [Public]

I curse myself for being late once more as I run as quickly as I can to the platform. I suddenly stop when I realize the train is running late. I mutter, “For Fuck’s Sake!” to myself. I catch someone glancing in my direction at this precise moment. A man. One that is also quite appealing. I quickly look away because I’m nervous and a little ashamed. I’m sweating and heated because it’s a hot summer day. I accept that it’s not the sexiest look. I laugh to myself at the thought and dare to look over at him. Maybe he likes that. He is currently glancing at his phone, which gives me an opportunity to acknowledge him. With his legs slightly apart, he is seated. The tight fit of his shirt highlights his athletic form underneath, giving him a sharp appearance with his shirt, tie, and pants. He looks up at me again when I let my eyes wander for a bit too long. This time, I give him a few seconds of my full attention. He makes the first break, gazing back down while straightening his black, wavy hair. Was that a tense movement?

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