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Nailing my Friend’s Hot Mom [oral, cheating]

I was at the table in the kitchen, stuffing my face with bread sticks to pass the time—crumbs all over my lap, olive oil stains on my shirt; I was a real teenage mess when she walked in. She was a full blown woman, not like my pubescent eighteen year old peers at the time. Dan’s mom was toned legs, bouncy hair, and perky tits that always seemed to be fighting the confines of her bra. Like I said, a real woman — the sort to ruin a man’s life, if he isn’t careful.

She stared at me with her light hazel eyes. “Oh, Addie! Didn’t know we had company.”

“Hey Mrs. P. Hope it’s no trouble,” I said, dipping another bread stick into the garlic infused olive oil before shoving it into my mouth.

“Oh, no trouble at all.” She had just come back from the gym and was in her workout attire: a tight fitting, polyester outfit that left little to the imagination. I could even see the faint outline of her muff, peeking out from between those sculpted thighs. Read more »

Hiking exhibitionism [M/F, risky creampie, outdoors]

I’ve hiked these same trails for years and I had only seen you here once before but I remembered you. Mainly I remembered your body. There be were plenty of fit chicks that were regulars out here, but they didn’t have your curves. Your purple athletic shirt stretched tight across your bust and hugged your hourglass body, widening over your hips. The bottom of your shirt just overlapped your black and grey leggings that hid very little of your shapely ass and thighs.

“Hey!” I say with a wave as we make eye contact. We talk for a few minutes about the trails and you offer to let me come along with you. I agree and walk with you to the trailhead as it leads into the woods and up the side of the mountain. We make our way further and further and I try not to get caught stealing glances at your sexy silhouette. You stop and look around, walking away from the path without explanation. I follow your steps and see that you’re leading us towards a huge rock outcropping. Read more »

Cock teaser goes beyond part 3

As Roberta started to get heated up with Tim again….

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In the hospital sleeping quarters, Greg had just mopped up the rush of cum he’d pumped out. He tossed the towels into the hospital laundrey bag, and padded back to the cot. He froze when she saw he was not alone.

Dr. Allison Motram was a few feet away. She couldn’t help it, she ran her eyes up and down, Greg Hoson was a very attractive fellow. She’d had a bit of a crush on him, and seeing him totally nude just ran up her arousal. She had just entered the sleeping quarters, overnighting like Greg, she was also staying close to a patient who had just had a very extensive suregery, and was in ICU, and she felt duty bound to stay close, and be ready in case they needed to do more. She hated the idea of any of her patients dying, and would fight like hell to prevent that. Read more »

tiger food . [mM]

the young tom pressed deeper into the dark , the charcoal bombay ‘ s tail stiff behind him , & his gait tight & afraid . his fear was tangible , a lingering , bitter scent in the air . he shivered , his shining fur standing on end . ravenpaw ‘ s breathing had become more laboured , & whether it was because of the humidity or his anxiety , he did not know . blood gushed through his veins , & his heart thumped in his ivory ribcage , like a frightened chickadee .

ravenpaw anxiously crept out of camp , as per his mentor ‘ s orders . he ‘ d stepped out of line , & he ‘ d apologized . as he usually did , he ‘ d swiped him across the muzzle , & on tigerclaw ‘ s talons was his own blood . but what he said next was the first time he had told him anything of the like ; he ‘ d said to meet him by the bracken patch near the river for a special punishment . the ebony tom couldn ‘ t foretell what would happen , but his stomach turned at the millions of possibilities that buzzed through his mind . Read more »

[F+/M+, college, exh, org] DIRTY CHEERLEADERS COME CLEAN – College cheerleaders find out that the shower in their locker room is broken. However, the shower in the boy’s locker room works…

There were five of us on our college cheerleading squad.

We were really working up a sweat practicing all afternoon, while the football team was doing their practice, too. We all finished up at about the same time, and we girls hit the locker room.

Just then, our coach informed us that the showers didn’t work! We were drenched in sweat and desperately needed to get clean and fresh. “Well, the boys’ shower works across the hall. I’m sure they won’t mind,” she replied in fun, then left the locker room. We could hear the running water across the way.

“I’m almost ready to do it, I’m so sweaty!” said Paulette. “Well, why not?” replied Monica. “Why not? I’m not showering with a bunch of guys!” I said.

Monica turned to me and said “Well, you can do what you want, but I’m gonna get clean anyway I know-how. Besides, aside from a couple of minor body differences, we’re all the same, so what’s the big deal? Come on, Red, you got nothing to be ashamed of.”

My nickname was “Red” because of my red hair and freckles against my pale, white skin. Read more »

I need you here…now

Soaking in the bath thinking of you.
I need you here now.

I want your long muscled arms leaning over the side of the bath, one hand slowly washing my back with a warm soapy flannel. Scooping the water up, letting it flow down my back, following it to the small of my back with firm circles.

Your other hand under the water lightly teasing sensitive spots.
Letting me just sit here enjoying your closeness. Feeling you day old stubble gently on my neck.

Feeling the vibrations more than hearing as you laugh and whisper in my ear.
I turn to kiss you and you playingly move out of my reach. Smiling, always smiling. And laughing.

You move away to grab a towel, extending a hand down to pull me up. Wrapping me in the warmest fluffy towel. You grab me tight and help lift me out, making sure my feet are steady on the ground standing firmly behind me gently pushing me forward.

Forward to the bedroom, lights dim, sheets opened on the bed, letting me know where you want me.

My imagination is wild, yes, yes I need you here, now!

An Innocent Kiss

It may have looked like an innocent kiss. Nothing more than a simple brush of his lips over mine. Until it escalated quickly, matching my pulse, turning molten.

Because, like most innocent kisses, underneath it lay a heat that had flamed through me all day, that inescapable burn of need every time his eyes had strayed to my lips.

And there’s only one thing to be done about needs.

Opening my mouth to tangle my tongue with his, dragging my nails along his scalp, the swell of my breasts against him, feeling his heartbeat soar against them, gasping as I feel him trace his fingers up my spine.

Gasping as he cups my ass and lifts me up, pushing my back against the wall, as I wrap my legs around his hips.

Gasping as I drink down every probe of his tongue, moaning into his tongue as he rips my bra open, impatiently, just so he can feel my nipples, peaked and hard, against his chest.

Moaning into every kiss as his fingers hungrily trace the red flush that spreads rapidly from my neck to my collarbones. Read more »

when we first met (like, in person)

when you first messaged me three months ago, i figured you were like every other guy i met online. we’d either talk for a very dirty thirty minutes and then never again, or maybe for two days, or possibly a week if you were as hopelessly horny as i am. but eventually it would end. another nameless stranger would know what i look like naked, maybe vice versa, and that would be it.

but with you, the one-week mark passed, and we were still talking. sometimes during the day, just about work. we learned things about each other besides sexual fantasies. it was fun to talk about what we’d like to be doing on any given night, but actually meeting seemed beyond the realm of possibility. the pandemic was still on, and we lived almost 1,000 miles apart.

then one day you called at lunch time. we sometimes did video calls, but only at night (unless it was a *very* lazy sunday). i figured you had pressed the wrong button, but picked up anyways.

“hello?”

“hey… so remember how i said [city] was the midpoint between us?”

“haha yeah, i remember.”

“well… what do you think about that?” Read more »

Remembering past events, I do like hearing how my stories affect you. [MF+F] [COERCED] [D&S] [HUMILIATION]

A story from just a few years ago. Names are initials to protect the not so innocent

A simple thing I’ve done, I had a submissive partner (T) who was into humiliation and very devoted to me but also very sure she never wanted to be with a woman or in a 3some with me and another woman.

I worked raising her sex drive, first with orgasm denial, and voice training, so she would more quickly become aroused.

We also got a remote we-vibe, and I started slow, having her wear it to the movies, then out to dinner… I would turn it up when we were alone at first… then as other’s were near. The most embarrassing was when she was ordering at a restaurant… I pushed it to the point she came while I gave her order to the waiter.

One night I invited her over, after we discussed and she refused the idea of a 3some again, but suggested she’d like to try anal. I answered the door naked, kissed and stripped her in my living room and inserted the we vibe and told her to sit. She was staring hungrily at my cock. That is when I called K. from my bedroom. Read more »