Lingerie day dreams

The evening plans were set.
I was to lay out 6 sexy lingerie outfits for you
The deal was you were to to try on each set on for me one by one

The first outfit you came out in a tight fitting red latex catsuit. You pranced around the room all sexy for me, showing me your ass, I slapped your ass 4-5 times as to how hot you looked in it.
You showed me how the zipper in front opened up all the way to your backside. I couldn’t resist as I slowly felt your pussy lips i could see the glistening of your juices starting. Before things went any further, you rushed out for the next outfit.

The next entrance you made was in a black classy 3 piece bra, undies, garter set and a tight corset showing off your slim waist line.
As your grinding into my crotch with your ass like a high class stripper, I reached around with my right hand and slowly pinched your nipples as you let out a soft moan, with my left hand I reached into your panties and lightly rubbed your clit slowly up and down. You felt the heat and quickly turned dropping to your knees pulling my shorts down to the floor, you set your tongue on my balls and licked your way up to its head and engulfed in cock into your mouth in one swift motion. You then quietly left me hanging as you proceeded to go change into the next outfit.

Brat Tales – disobedient over dishes [M/f] [stress positions] [edging] [D/s]

You loom over me, hand fisted in my hair as I kneel on the floor at your feet. “You regret being so cheeky, don’t you?”, as you slowly apply pressure to my scalp forcing my chin up so you can see my face. I’m grinning & have a mischievous glint in my eye as I ponder how we got to this point & where things will go next. 

A polite evening of light & easy conversation, a bottle of malbec shared over a meal, sitting outside enjoying the slow twilight with an aperitif when you suggested, rather firmly, that I should do the dishes. “Oh no, no, no. I’m not that kind of sub”, I laugh (I fully intended to clean up, you cooked after all, but I wanted to see if some disobedient teasing would elicit a reaction) “Besides, it won’t take you long, you can’t have dirtied many dishes throwing ping meals in the micro” I flashed an exaggerated grin knowing you had expended significantly more effort on our repast than that. 

Cry Little Sister (part six-The End)

We made it back home from the lab, it would take a day or so for my friend to get the results back, and went inside. I closed the door behind us and Julia pushed me up against the door and kissed me deeply again. I smiled and ran my hand along the back of her neck. She had tears running down her cheeks when she pulled away from me.

“I don’t know if I want to know the results when you find them out,” she said softly.

I tilted her head up to look at me, “Jules,” I said softly, “I’m not sure the results are going to change anything for us.”

She nodded, “So this morning…that was it?” She asked.

I sighed, “I didn’t say that.”

“Can we just have today then?”

I looked her over and pushed her hair behind her ears, “Do you want me to be your brother or do you hope that I’m not?” I asked.

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Chapter 1

I never could have imagined that Yassen and I would split up.

We were happily married for two years and together for six months before that.

I thought I knew everything about him.

I thought I knew him.

My husband, my lover, protector, and everything else.

And then I found out the truth about him.

What he actually does for a living.

I never worked. Not while I was with him because there was no need to. Yassen earned enough to provide for the two of us and was by far the most generous person I has ever encountered. He claimed that he was generous to me because he loved me and loved spending on me, but I knew deep down that he had a very big heart.

Which brings me to this.

He is an assassin.

A fucking assassin.

The sudden death of a foreign politician, an infamous mobster or a drug kinpin. 

You know it.

And not only was he an assassin, but he was the best at his job.

All those so-called ‘business trips’ he claimed were too boring for me to attend with him was actually an assignment of his.

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Cry Little Sister (part five) [half-siblings] [oral] [blowjob]

Julia’s body was stretched taut in her excitement as I ran my hands over her and kissed her deeply. I fumbled with her bra and panties, but pulled both off despite my own trembling hands. I trailed my fingertips over her and looked up, she was biting her lip and smiling with her eyes closed. I kissed my way down her body, hating myself as I closed my lips on her cunt.

She squirmed and whispered, “Derry…,” as I spread her legs a little more and pressed my lips tightly against her. I stopped and looked at her. She whimpered and put her hand on the back of my head, “Don’t stop…” she whined at me.

I smiled and lowered myself back to her, savoring the softness of her skin on my lips. I moaned as I pressed my tongue into her. She was tight, her cunt was firm, barely any give to it as she whimpered at my invading tongue. I pressed my thumb to her clit and rubbed her slowly, moving my fingers to the rhythm of my tongue pushing into her. She moaned and arched her back, “Fuck,” she whispered.

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Cry Little Sister (part four) [no sex] [lactation]

Julia looked startled as she came out of Ty’s room and saw me standing by the front door, “Derry, are you okay?” She asked as she approached me.

I shook my head and cocked it to the side as I looked at her. She was a short brunette with ivory colored skin and blue eyes. Drove the jocks at my high school crazy whenever she stopped in with dad to pick me up, but she leaned towards the burnouts that were more likely to give her what she wanted, a good high. Her hips still curved nicely but she wasn’t as shapely as she used to be, she’d lost weight since having Tyler from the constant go of being a brand new single mom, completely on her own for the first six months of his life.

She had these killer curves in high school though, perfectly dipped waist with a softly rounded ass and hips. I used to watch her do yoga at dad’s place and the way she bent her body was mesmerizing. I had no problem jerking off thinking about her yoga poses in my own bedroom there, but now…now she’d seen my dick and she’d seen me jerk off to thoughts of her, and I didn’t know how to process that. Before I could keep my attraction to her my own little dirty secret. Now…now it might as well have been flashed across billboards that I was into my younger sister.

M4m Hotwife Writing Partner

Hi all,
Seeing if anyone would be interested in writing a sex story with me. Basically I like to write my wife “hotwife” stories in which I share her with another guy. I think it would be hot to write just my part and have someone else write as the other guy. I will share this with her but she won’t play her part or be involved in writing. We would each write the part when it’s our “turn” and go back and forth as the story progresses.

We’re into:
Sharing her
Lending her
DP/DVP
Anal
Dominating her
Gangbang
Large cock pushing her limits
Creampie
Husband watching for a bit
Ok with play while husband not present but he would be aware/encouraging of it

Not into:
Bi (ok with touching with the focus on her such as DP)
Cuckolding
Cheating – this is consensual between me and her

Possible scenarios: (can be one time or ongoing)
I send her out to pick a guy up to join us. She’s dressed to get attention.

You’re a friend who stays with us for a while after breaking up with girlfriend.

You’re a photographer hired for a sexy boudoir photoshoot.

Tonight. (MF)

You ring my door, I wait a few moments and slowly open the door. You look up into me. Your eyes search my face for information, information from our last conversation. You are about to say something.

I sush you.

I just look at you. You’re wearing a mid-length tight skirt and a button up blouse that is unbuttoned one , maybe two, too many. I can tell you’re not wearing a bra, just how I like. I wonder if you have panties on. I can see your hard nipples through the thin material, also just as I like. I wonder if you came over that way, or if you unbuttoned just at my door. We look at each other for what feels to be a long time, but is probably only a minute or two.

I tell you to show me your breast. You hesitate. I remind you of our prior conversation. You look down the hall to see if anyone is around. You are still hesitant, not wanting to show your breast in a public space. But I can tell you want to, I know it turns you on. You just haven’t let go yet. I speak again. Instructing you this time to show me your breast or go home. You slowly comply. I’m not 100% sure sure if you’re not just teasing me with this coy act, or if you are truly apprehensive. Either way, my cock grows in my shorts. I can feel it getting wet.

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A loving couple, Part 1 [sharing, hotwife]

I originally wrote this for a good friend. I hope she won’t mind my sharing it here — I enjoyed re-reading it recently and I hope others will it enjoy it too. All rights reserved, please do not copy and use elsewhere.

(Warning — length)

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The trip to the hardware store takes Daniel a little more time than he had planned for … which is no surprise. Every time he goes, he reflects, there seems to be something that distracts him, or something he remembers that he’s been meaning to get.

Today it was new screening and rubber spline to fix the back screen door, which has a few holes in it big enough to let squadrons of mosquitoes in. And while it’s only February, Daniel knows that a warmer-than-usual winter will mean more bugs, and earlier bugs, than normal in the fast-approaching spring.

Resisting the urge to buy stuff he doesn’t need at the hardware store, he checks out with his purchases, hops in the car, then makes a quick side trip to his favorite liquor store for a bottle of Jen’s favorite wine and a six-pack of the IPA he can’t resist.

Taneya and Mike (Part 3 of Ecstatic Torture)

When the men had rested from pumping cum into and on Taneya, they went over to the bench where she was strapped down. Carl said, “How do you feel?” Taneya replied, “Fuck you!” Carl moved so that he was standing between Taneya’s spread legs and gave her two strong slaps on each ass cheek. Taneya jumped a little and said, “Ouch, you bastard!” Carl gave her several more ass slaps and said, “Bitch, you need to address me and the others with respect or the next time you mouth-off I’ll use the hand taser on your cunt. Do you understand?” Taneya replied that she did. Carl then nodded to The Man and The Man removed the washcloth with anesthetic. He held it over Taneya’s mouth and nose, and she was unconscious in seconds.
They all unstrapped her from the bench and Carl and The Man carried her to a bathroom where she was strapped into a shower chair. Carl said, “I have to take care of something, so you two give her a shower and clean her up good.” Carl left and The Man turned on the water. He pointed to a cabinet and said, “Hey, kid, get some wash clothes, towels, soap, and shampoo, and bring them over here.” Mike did as he was told and set the items on a small table near the shower stall. When the water was warm enough, The Man started spraying Taneya, soaking her and her hair. He was about to ask Mike to hand him the shampoo when Carl came in and asked The Man to come with him to help with something. The Man turned to Mike and said, “Clean her up good!”
After Carl and The Man left, Mike washed Taneya’s long blonde hair, rinsed it, then used soap and a wash cloth to clean her face and body. As he ran the washcloth over her breasts her nipples became erect and Mike couldn’t resist putting down the washcloth and feel Taneya’s tits and nipples, gently fondling them. He rinsed them off, then bent down to lick and kiss her nipples. His cock became stiff and he stood in front of Taneya, jerking his cock. He had to hurry so he wouldn’t get caught. As he stroked, he looked at Taneya’s face and body, and said, “God, Taneya, you are so fucking hot!” As he stroked, his balls were swinging back and forth, a feeling he loved, and he stepped closer to Taneya to rub his cock head on her left tit. It was so smooth and when the head rubbed against her nipple he moaned, “Oh fuck, Taneya.” He was getting close to blowing his load and stepped back slightly. He tightened his grip and groaned as the first rope of cum came shooting from his raging erection, he aimed for her face and after a few jets there he came on both of her tits, he stepped a little closer and pushed his erupting cock into the warm softness of her left breast and groaned again. Cum came out around his cock head and dripped down onto Taneya’s thigh. He finished by blowing one last shot on Taneya’s face. He rested a moment, then rinsed his cum off of her, then began drying her hair, face, and upper body. He waited for The Man to return so that he could stand Taneya up to wash her ass, then finished drying her and carried her to the room. As they walked, The Man asked Mike, “So kid, did you jack off and give her cum shower while she was sitting there?” Mike wasn’t sure what to say, so he said, “Uh, no. Why?” The Man laughed and said, “When we showered her yesterday, an hour or so after our fuck session, Carl and I both shot our wads on her, we couldn’t fucking resist!”
They had then reached the room and they laid her on the bed. The Man said, “Just look at that body! No wonder so many men want to fuck her, she is a prime, grade-A MILF!” He then threw the blanket over her and they left, closing the door behind them.

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