Honey, get on your hands and knees,” Desi said, “I have a new game for us to play.” Getting behind me, I felt her hands on my ass. She was kneading and squeezing my ass cheeks. Then I felt her spreading them apart. Suddenly, I felt a finger pressed against my anus. I started to look back, but she sounded with a very stern and authoritative “No!”
“Just look straight,” Desi ordered me. With a hint of mischief in her voice, she said, “Trust me. It’ll be fun.”
I breathed deep and held my breath when I felt her probing my anus with one, two, then three fingers. After just a couple of minutes of this, she stopped and gave me a firm smack on the ass. I could hear her doing something and couldn’t help wondering what she was up to.
“What are you doing?” I asked curiously. “Shut up!” she responded, “You’ll know soon enough, Slave.”
Eh, Slave? I’m starting to get very nervous about this. I felt the mattress shifting as Desi was moving behind me. Suddenly, I felt something cool dripping down through the crack of my ass. I started to look back, but stopped when Desi barked a firm, “Don’t Look!” Her fingers ran through the crack of my ass and I could feel her rubbing her thumb over my ass hole and I realized, she was smearing the cool lube. She then penetrated my hole with her thumb and my cock jerked. My balls tightening at the prospect of my fiancée invading my ass. I felt just a little more of the cool liquid trickling down my ass crack. Suddenly, I felt pressure of a hard object pushing against my anal opening.
“Hey wait a minute! Playing around with your thumb was one thing but-“
Before I could finish my protest, I felt my ass being split open as she thrust forward, impaling me with her strap on dildo. Holy shit! My fiancée was fucking me in the ass with a fucking dildo! She did me me hard. The more she was thrusting that fake cock up my ass, the more I was aroused. I’d never considered anything like this, but I’m quickly I’m taking to letting Desi dominate me and have her way with me with her strap-on. Then all of a sudden as she continued to fuck me, I felt her hand come down hard on my ass about 5 times.
“Hopefully, this will make you stop losing your temper with me and yelling at me,” she said in an almost angry voice.
Category: Erotica
Unforgettable Touch
My sense of direction feels as if it has been stripped away. Lost in joy and excitement. A slow drift into this abyss of beautiful music. Everyone in the club dancing the night away. My body moving freely in its motion, stripping away every pain, every worry. I had felt at peace that night. It was the night his lips tasted mine. We wanted more, even if it was forbidden. Oh god, that night.
“Tania?” My best friends voice broke through my daydream.
“I’m sorry sweetie did you say something?” My glare still fixed on the outside. My leg twitching in anxiety.
“What are you so in deep thought about? And stop chewing your nails.” Jenifer insisted giving me a worried stare into my soul. God, if she only knew.
It takes an exhausting amount of energy to keep these thoughts at bay. The club, the music, his body. Fuck I need a drink.
“Tania! There you go again lost deep in your thoughts. What the fuck is on your mind?” My best friends pouty face demanding answers. Unfortunately, this is not something I can share with her. I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship.
Jenifer and I are very close. We met in high school. Both of us had joined the cheer squad our freshmen year. We have been besties ever since. We tell all our secrets to each other. Well, almost all of them. I can’t, not a word about that night.
“Umm, Jen? What are we waiting for?” We sat silently staring at each other in this awkward ambience of a Café.
“Sorry baby doll I invited Justin over.” Jennifer said giving that cheesy nauseating smile she always gets when she talks about Justin. And in return I give her a what the fuck look. “Tania, please. I would really like you two to get along.”
Not long after an awkward and stressful conversation with Jenifer, I see tall dark and fuck me dirty standing behind her.
“Hey honey.” Justin said leaning over and kissing Jenifer on her cheek. “Tania? Wow it’s been a while. How are you?” He asked looking up at me.
Seriously? ‘How are you?’ Gee, I don’t know how to say this, but my panties are fucking wet and you are dating my best friend. How the fuck do you think I am? “Good and you Justin?” I could not have sounded more seductive saying his name.
We sat in the café sipping coffee like nothing ever happened. Justin smiling lovingly at Jenifer. Jenifer eating it all up, lucky bitch. I love her to death, but I feel so damn guilty over this. Even if it was a few years ago. But still. His eyes, that body.
Years ago, the night we went to the club. I remember everyone at my place taking pregame shots while I added last touches to my makeup. I was so excited for the dress I was wearing. It was a blue short sequin lace dress. This was the dress to wear tonight. I wanted to catch Justin’s’ eye. I have been crushing hard on Justin and tonight was the night I was going to make my move.
“Damn girl.” I gasped at Jenifer’s sudden voice behind me. She had walked in my room as I finished getting ready. Unnoticeably she stood behind me as I modeled the dress. “That dress looks so good. The V cut in front of the dress making those tits really pop out. Turn around, let me see the back.” Jenifer’s eyes ate up every site of me. This made me feel great. “Good your ass looks so good in that tight dress, and your thighs, yum!”
“It’s not too revealing?” I asked touching my legs.
“Not at all doll face, even I want to lick your thighs till I get to the center.”
“Oh stop.” I blushed feeling satisfied with myself.
“Listen, Tania, I needed to tell you something.” Jenifer asked in a nervous tone.
“Sure, go ahead what’s up?”
“I really like Justin. Do you think he likes me?”
The question coming out of Jenifer’s mouth was a sudden shock. “I don’t know.” I whispered trying to not sound disappointment. This sucked. When your best friend admits attraction for another that is an automatic dibs and it must be honored. But this is Justin that we are talking about. I wanted to scream, fuck! But I didn’t.
“Earth to Tania? She’s been like this all day.” Jenifer Snapped her fingers at me. “What is wrong with you?” Jennifer said in a concerning way. Sorry but at this point I couldn’t resist him anymore. I am in a café sitting with my best friend and the guy we are both in love with. The memories of that night came rushing back to me.
The music played loud. The group of friends we had gone with all separated. Jenifer spent that night looking for Justin. But somehow, he was with me, dancing, grinding. Touching each other.
I grinded on him. Over his jeans I can feel his cock getting hard. It feels so big, I wanted to know how it would taste in my mouth.
His lips tasted so good, I wanted them all to myself tonight.
Finding a vacant VIP corner, we began stripping our cloths off like wild animals. I slid his pants off. Getting on my knees, anxious to have his hard rod in my mouth.
His eyes, they were focused on me. He was waiting to see what I would do next. He gripped in between his shirt ripping all the buttons off. I couldn’t help myself but touch his bare chest. Feeling his smooth skin on my hands. His strong chest.
Taking off his shirt, he tied my arms up. “Do what you want.” I insisted.
“I intend to.” He said taking off his briefs and sitting down on the sofa in this VIP corner. On my knees I approached him slowly. Glaring at him. “Open your mouth.” he said sliding it slowly in. My tongue, licking, my mouth sucking. I slurped it all up from his balls to his tip. Hearing him moan. Savoring every drop. It turned me on so much. I wanted it bad, but he had full control. I could not help it but beg him. “Fuck me.”
Justin stood up and pulled me from my arms bending me over the sofa. I could feel him behind me. His tongue licking every drop of my wet pussy. Eating me up. God, I screamed that night so much.
“Tania” Their voices calling me out. But I was deep into my memories. Squeezing my thighs together feeling my pussy getting even more wet.
I resumed my thoughts. I had begged for him to slide it in. Making it all his. I wanted to feel his hot rod deep inside of me.
Slowly, I could feel his tip playing with my clitoris then sliding right in, all the way in. “Oh my god.” I moaned loud. I couldn’t help myself. He felt so big. It was so tight, yet such a perfect fit. He pulled one of my straps to my dress. With every thrust of his, my tits bounced till the slid out of my dress. Large and perky fitting perfect in his hands. Squeezing them. I wanted him so much. Harder, faster.
“Come here.” He commanded. I, so graciously, accepting. Untying my arms, they flung forward wrapping around his shoulders. “Hold on to me.” He said gripping my thighs, picking me up and pinning me up against the wall.
I gripped hard on to him. Feeling him in me again, fucking me against this wall. Fuck what is this feeling in me. He sucked on my tits has he pounded his rod harder in me. Within moments both of us, out of breath, screamed. I felt as if some electric pleasure wave coursed through me.
“Tania? Earth to Tania? You ok?” Jennifer asked snapping me back to reality.
Oh shit, I came in my panties. “I’m sorry what?”
“We wanted to ask you something very important.”
I could feel my thighs shaking with ecstasy. That felt so good. “What’s up?” I asked trying to keep my cool.
“Will you be my maid of honor?” Jenifer asked.
“Wait what the fuck?!” I freaked out.
The New Guy [Oral][PIV][Spanking][Anal][DP][Creampie] Part 11
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“Would you stop staring at that thing?” I asked Amanda for the 5th time today.
“No! I still can’t believe you asked me to marry you in Tia’s basement,” Amanda said as she played with the diamond on her engagement ring, “For some reason, I even said yes. I must be crazy or something.”
I walked into the bathroom and slapped Amanda’s ass, grabbing her bare ass cheek in my hand and squeezing gently. Her soft white skin felt warm and familiar under my hand. She bit her lip and stared at me in the mirror.
“No argument here about that!” I teased as I met her eyes in the mirror and wrapped a hand around her growing belly.
“Hey!” Amanda exclaimed as she slapped my arm. “Not my fault your dick is so good I can think straight sometimes.”
Endangered (Humorous)
I’m a flawed man: I suck at cooking, I’m bad at math, and it would take me almost twenty minutes to run a mile. My point is I don’t have a lot of talents. I’m aware that I don’t. Don’t try to convince me I do. But I do have one gift: I know the crap out of animals.
You’d think I’d have a cool nickname like Steven Irwin did, and you’re halfway right. I do have a nickname, but it’s definitely not in the books, and it’s definitely not as cool as “The Crocodile Hunter.” However, it’s arguably much more important. They call me… “Semen Stan”
Yeah… that’s right. And no, it’s not as gross as it sounds. You see, while several animals around the world are going endangered or extinct because we humans are the worst, there are a handful of different animals that are going endangered or extinct because they just won’t get busy. My job is to do one of two things: get them in the mood to get busy with each other or collect a sample myself. As much as I wish it was mostly the former, the latter is much more common.
How I (M) started a life with a conspiracy theorist. Part 1. (Vanilla)
Skip to the sexy stuff (scroll down) if you don’t want the details. Sorry. First time writing erotica, please leave a like if you like it and/or feedback. Both would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!
In the virtual world, it’s easy to live out our wildest fantasies, to connect with people from all corners of the earth. Very rarely do we get to live out those fantasies, in reality, our carnal desires are always hidden behind a mask of human decency in the real world. Of human expectations. Even among our closest lovers, we still have some parts of ourselves hidden, some deep pit of our soul that no one has ever seen. It takes a special person or experience to make us shed those masks, very few of us willing to take it off ourselves. My person came in the form of a five-foot-three woman named Angela.
We had been talking for about a year and a half online before we finally met. Many nights were spent describing the various things we would do to each other, but now we finally had the chance to carry out those fantasies. If only I knew then what I know now. I would have moved mountains to get to her years ago.
My [F22] Five Rounds with a Stranger [Pt 2]
Soft light from the streetlights outside his tall windows gently outlined my form on an all white Egyptian cotton bedspread. The one I’d just been thrown on. A joyful little shriek escaped me when I landed on the soft bed that I knew Would soon be ruined with me. His tan form prowled over me as if to simply slide into me. I was already soaked with how badly I wanted him, but I was high on making his hot flesh between my legs throb for me. Leak for me. I wanted that precious syrup to fall drip down his veiny cock before finding delight in all of me… The biggest question was how to do it without touching his head.
My mischievous smile met his eyes, and it was too late.
I ducked under his arm and pushed him onto his back, quickly mounting him. I pressed my freshly waxed self against the girth of his rigidity. Could he feel my pulse in my pussy? I instinctively started sliding my soaked lips against shaft. His hands gripped my soft hips so he could push himself against my swollen pink clit. It felt amazing. So amazing that it was making me impatient – I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to take me, rock me, pound me, flip me, and fill me all at once. Moans escaped my lips as I lost my mind trying to wait.
First time writing erotica. (Feedback appreciated) Cuckold
My High school life has been dreadful. Much worse than middle school. I have always been the quiet, uncool kid no one remembers. But I have been content with that. It was lonely, but at least I wasn’t on the radar of bullies. That all changed in High School when I met John. John is a piss-drinking, loud-mouthed shithead. Well, at least to me anyways. To everyone else he didn’t bully, he was a charismatic and handsome dude with the hottest girlfriends. Yes *girlfriends.* A top basketball prospect, he had first dibs on the girls he wanted. And I didn’t even have one. Scratch that. I haven’t even had my first kis…
“Dick Fatt!!”
There was a collective chuckle in the class.
“Is there a Dick Fatt in this class?” Vice-principal William asked through the partly opened door.
*Ughh.*
“Yes” I struggled to raise my arm as more laughter swept through the air.
“Good. Come to my office immediately.” Mr. William nodded to our history teacher, then closed the door behind him.
Tied Down [fm][femdom][pegging][oral]
I stepped out of the shower dripping wet and reaching for the towel and she locked the collar around my neck. “Did you clean yourself extra well like I told you?” she asked. I knew what she meant by “extra well.”
“Yes Mistress,” I replied. When she put the collar on me I was to refer to her as Mistress.
“Dry yourself off,” she commanded.
“Yes Mistress.” I toweled myself off as she watched. I tried to look her up and down without being obvious about it. She was wearing her corset and thigh high stockings with her panties over the straps. Once I hung the towel on the hook she clipped the leash to my collar. I was already hard. She tugged the leash and I followed her into the bedroom.
“Turn around.”
“Yes, Mistress.” I turned so my back was facing her. I felt her grab my right hand and draw it around my back near my ass and I felt the handcuff lock in place around my wrist. Then she drew my left wrist around and handcuffed it to the right.
“Get on your knees.”
“Yes, Mistress.” I sank to my knees there on the floor.
Quick Anal [Girlfriend] [Anal Fingering]
I had my girlfriend Amanda bent over as I fucked her doggy style. Her big ass backed into me as hard as I was fucking her, her red hair in my hand as I used it to guide her back onto my cock. We were near the edge of the bed, by her night stand, which was where most of the toys were kept. I saw her hand reach over, opening a drawer and pulling out the lubricant. Surprised as I watched her put some on her hand, as she was feeling wet enough for the fuck I was giving her.
Instead, her fingers moved over her ass, pushing into her ass. I felt a finger against my cock as I fucked her harder. She was concentrating now, pushing a second finger, then a third as she pistoned it in and out in alternating time with my thrusts. Suddenly she moved forward, my member falling out of her, and she grabbed it with the hand previously in her ass. Lubing up with whatever she still had on her hand, she guided me to her tighter hole.
The dream, Part 4 (m/f)
My guide escorts me back though the house,and downstairs once again,this time we pass the boudoir,and enter a salon or spa of sorts.The salon is intended to help guests relax, and rejuvenate after their encounter.An attendee is assigned to each guest, and mine is a taller man.Blue eyes, dark hair that is greying at the temples, and a perfectly trimmed beard. He’s extremely sexy, with strong arms and pecs, but naturally husky.
This time I’m shown into a small room where I can undress by myself,and change into the short white satin robe that is provided.When I exit, my attendee leads me into another room, and seats me on a wooden bench while he slowly brushes out my messy hair.Having such a strong masculine man play with my hair is far more erotic than I expected!
Then he leads me to the corner of the room, to an open shower…He removes my robe slowly, and hangs it on a nearby hook,Turns on the water and steam for me, and helps me step under the spray.Then follows suit with his own clothes,and joins me under the rainfall style shower.
He uses a plush and soft washcloth to gently remove all traces of makeup from my face.Then he does something I wasn’t expecting…Once I’m thoroughly drenched with water, he dispenses shampoo,then gently lathers my hair and massages my scalp,and I can feel the tension of my earlier encounter just fall from my shoulders,and be rinsed away with the suds from my hair.
Once my hair has been conditioned and rinsed,he turns off the water so that only the steam is on.He pours body wash onto his hands,then proceeds to lather his entire body…I reach for the body wash to do the same, but he holds it out of my reach.He dispenses more into his hands,and then his hands are on my body,all over my body, actually.
Suds cover us both,and he uses his hands and his body to cleanse my skin,until every inch has been touched,then he turns on the water to rinse us both clean.
If I was hoping for more, I was a little disappointed when the water was turned off.But then he helped me step out, and gently, slowly dried my body with a soft warm towel,before pulling my hair up into a messy wet bun, and helping me into my robe.But he doesn’t get dressed, he just escorts me into the next room.