First time in a threesome. [MFF]

I have always wanted to have an experience with another woman. I’m not gay so a guy has to be present, but the urge to explore this dynamic has always been in my mind.

First a little description about me. I’m 5’10, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic build.

Alex is around 6’2, dark hair and eyes, thin with a slight muscular build, nicely trimmed facial hair. We had been fucking regularly for a few weeks and upon telling him I wanted this experience, obviously he was game. Angie is a girl I worked with once for a short time in my customer service job. She’s friendly, shorter than myself. She has long black hair down to her waist and blue eyes. I had come to admire her form and checked her out often so I was glad she was into it. We’re not friends where we would have to hang out socially so the situation was perfect.

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The Hon Arabella Hamilton-Smythe … in need of a husband?

I just knew that an evening in the company of Sebastian St-John fforbes-Whitely was going to be dull, from the moment that I saw his weak jaw and his foppish hair. The bumbling, Hugh Grant-style of supposedly amusing conversation wasn’t an improvement either. But, a girl must do what a girl must do. I’m wasn’t getting any younger, and the pool of eligible bachelors that were of the correct social standing for the third daughter of an earl’s youngest brother was getting smaller by the year. So when he invited me to dinner, I thought it best to accept, even though he is at least ten years younger than me. At least.

The restaurant was very select, the food was magnificent and the ambience discreet. But the conversation was so, *so* dull. As we sat in the haze of the candlelight, he held forth, self-deprecatingly, about his various massive failures and minor achievements. I glazed over several times. All the while, his young eyes seemed fixed to my cleavage. Not that I objected: it’s good to know that I can still give a young man the hots, not matter how uninteresting he is.

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Cry Little Sister (part three) [Lactation] [Masturbation] [Half-siblings] [Stand-in for sister] [Slightly Rough Sex] [Cheating?]

After my shower I checked in on Julia and Tyler. Then, I settled on the couch and fell asleep. I had fucking nightmares about being at a family function and Julia rubbing her tits, telling me they hurt, getting me to drain them of her milk while our family chastised me for seducing and ruining my little sister. I woke up with a thin layer of sweat clinging to my brow. My mom was staring at me with a big scowl on her face.

I jumped up, “Jesus Christ!” I yelled.

Julia peeked out from the kitchen, “You okay, Derry?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I called back, my hand on my chest trying to calm my heart as it felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest, “just wasn’t expecting to wake up to my mom giving me a death glare,” I said quietly enough for my mom to hear but not Julia.

Her scowl softened slightly as she patted Tyler’s bottom and rocked him gently, “I told you not to do anything to encourage rumors and you move in with her?”

A new skill with which to please [pegging, M/F, BDSM, Sir, Submission, service top, ]

It was a foreign sensation to lube up something attached to my pelvis, while looking you in the eye. I was nervous, and my heart was beating too fast. I so wanted to please you, and it made my hands tremor faintly . I broke your gaze and focused on the task at hand. Kneeling before you, i notched the silicone at the entrance of your ass and slowly worked my way in. When I managed that feat, I lubed my hands and began stroking your beautiful cock, while watching your face. This is a lot of work, thrusting, stroking, and gauging your expressions all at once. You look almost pained, that look usually reserved for right before you come, and I freeze , worried. Am I doing this wrong ? Are you hurting ? I voice my concern and you reassure me. I continue thrusting my new girth, filling you over and over again while my hands focus on your length. Stroking up from your balls, brushing my thumb over the tip in that way that makes you shudder, and back down again. I can feel myself soaking and dripping between my thighs, I want to make you feel amazing, I want to fulfill as many needs as I am capable of . i want to make you proud . I have a front row seat to your pleasure that is so unlike my others. The power you have temporarily gifted me is intoxicating. I want to make you insane, I want to make you come. I’m tired but I work hard at my goal, dedicated to your needs. I am still the sub in that aspect, pushing to give everything to you, the same, yet different. I thrust again, picking up my rhythm when you say “ I HAVE to fuck you now”. I freeze, and my soaked, empty pussy, clenches… hard.

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Cry Little Sister (part two) [Lactation] [Half-siblings] [[Masturbation]

When I woke up in the morning the bed was empty and the smell of bacon filtered into the room. I smiled and dragged my, still fully clothed, ass out of her bed and down the hall to the kitchen. I watched her hum and cook as Ty sat in a high chair and I couldn’t help but sneak up behind her, wrapping my arms around her as she screamed a little and jumped before laughing and pushing me away. Ty was laughing too, dipping his hands in a mess of baby food and entertaining himself by splashing it as much as he was eating it.

Julia waved her spatula at me, “You are handsy in your sleep,” she couldn’t wipe the smile from her face even as she tried to appear threatening.

“Protective,” I said defensively, “just very protective of you.”

“You’re allowed to hate me, you know?” She said, “What I did…I’m pretty sure it’s illegal…”

I sighed and she turned her attention back to the breakfast as I spoke, “Jules, I don’t hate you. I hate that I didn’t know until now. I hate how you went about things, but you? I don’t think I could ever hate you.”

A Trip to the Grocery Store (part 3)

As he stands up rubbing and massaging my legs…I realize there’s still a throbbing in his pants…

“Hard to miss, right?”

It’s the first thing I notice while I’m lying there.

I get a huge smile on my face along with a really naughty look… I start licking your lips… I reach my hand out and start stroking him on the outside of his pants.

Although I joked about how my legs are still quivering and feel like jelly and my knees are weak…I still have managed to get up on my hands and knees and crawled over to the edge of the bed where he’s standing and where I’m still stroking him on the outside of his pants.

He asks what I’m planning on doing after stroking it and making it even harder and throbbing more…

I slowly reach up with my other hand and start undoing his belt… I look at him directly in the eyes so seductively…

He can tell this is where my confidence shines. I know exactly what I’m about to do…

Still stroking the outline of his hard cock, his belt comes undone with my other hand. my smile gets bigger…and more devious looking.

Nothing But Holes [M/F, Anal, BD, DS, Oral, Short]

I’m exhausted, but I feel like it’s cleared my head to focus on a single task, a single feeling. I’m stressed, and I don’t want to think about anything else—just zero in on sensation and let the rest get fucked away for a while.

I’m fantasizing about being tied with rope, my arms behind my back so my breasts are pushed out. I feel the rope wrap around my body, caging my tits and circling my delicate neck, rendering me helpless. I’m on my knees and he holds the excess rope like a leash, pulling my mouth onto his cock, telling me not to think about anything but how it feels going in and out of my throat.

When he’s satisfied with my mouth, he pulls me up by my hair. He pushes me face down and binds me to the bed by my ankles, my legs spread wide, putting my dripping pussy and tight little asshole on display, just waiting to be used.

Anna’s Punishment 3: Kidnapped and used

I started the engine of the car. Anna was curled up in the seat next to me. “Where are we going?”, she asked in a slightly concerned but eager tone. “I am kidnapping you, in case you haven’t realised. We’ll go somewhere not a soul will be able to see or hear us…”, I said with a dirty smile. “Can we at least stop at a 24/7 store so I can go to the bathroom before?”, she requested. “I suppose so.”, I said. I pulled up at a sandwich place. “Here”, I said handing her over some money. “Go get a water bottle and something to eat. Make it quick.”, I urged her. Anna got out of the car, she rearranged her mini skirt to cover as much skin as possible and walked in the store. Her plum ass bounced up and down and her bare waist moved right and left as she walked in her heels. Her hoop earrings also bounced and her heels galloped as she walked on the sidewalk. I watched her sexy body from behind. As soon as the clerk noticed her, he started smiling like an idiot. She asked him where the bathroom was and he pointed to that direction. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

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Val and Bridget’s prdeal, part 5, finale (non consent, mother, daughter)

Max took her hips in his hands again and slowly eased her off his cock. Her ass was still so tight that it held onto his cock and made the withdrawal almost as difficult as the insertion had been. His glans finally popped out of her and the mixture of all her juices and his two loads oozed very slowly between her reddened cheeks.

“You’re going to have to take a shower, sweetheart. You can’t go around all sweaty and sticky and with my jism running down your legs.” Max said.

“But I wanna do it again!” she protested, standing beside the bed. Max rolled to his feet and stood next to her, his cock jutting up proudly from between his sticky thighs.

“Well, maybe we can shower together.” He said it with such a straight face that it took her a moment to get it. Then that glorious smile returned and she became coy.

“Conserve water, too.” she nodded. She took his hand and led him towards the bathroom.