Truth or Dare part 3 [FF] [MF]

OI MEL!! TRUTH OR DARE?

The room went silent… everyone knew that once you say those magical words at a party only two things can happen. The party can either get FUCKIN CRAZY or people are going to get deep and sad… it’s a thin line but would Mel walk it.

Mel chuckled “Jess you cheeky bitch”
Jess just looked a Mel and winked

Side note let me tell you about Jess. Jess is an interesting girl, Short, petite and pale but a fuckin amazing rack, bright blond hair that looks almost white, bright blue eyes and an ass that has no business being on her small little frame, anyway back to the story.

Mel looked Jess right in the eyes almost like she’s trying to undress her… Mel smirks and gives her reply “Truth…” Jess is elated by this her idea of fun had been accepted “ummmm uhhhhh, whats your dream job” the room groans fully expecting to a sexual question since we all know of Jess’s kinky side but then stops and glances over at Mel who’s deep in thought.

[M/f] [BDSM] Bound and Taken

Chest rising and falling, the tight pull of ropes around my wrists and ankles increased the fluttering sense of deep anticipation within my torso. Attempting to move and free myself, it quickly became clear there wasn’t any means of escape; a small (yet pleased) grunt slipping out unintentionally in response.

As if on queue, a low tutting sound from behind me signalled that there was another person present. Breath catching in my chest, I tilted by head in an instinctual reflex only to be met with a wash of blackness from the blindfold over my eyes obscuring the world.

“Well what do we have here?” a husky voice growled, the proximity closer than had been expected as a rough hand weaved into the base of my hair; yanking my face upwards inciting a cry of surprise. The cool surface of the ground against my bare skin was tipped away as my body became forced into an upwards kneeling position with a rough pull. *Fuck fuck fuck.*

A jolt of thrilling energy pulsed through me, a soft whimper escaping pressed lips as the rhythmic pounding of my heart threatened to overwhelm my eardrums. Foreboding and loud.

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Standing

My mate walks past me in nothing more than her little cotton full back undies on,cute little patterns adorn them..I watch her walking about casually, my eyes tracing her figure as she walks to the kitchen.

Shes preparing something to drink, i watch the muscles in her back change shape as she reaches into the overhead cupboard for a mug. Tracing her spine with my eyes from the bace of her neck to her panty line…i drink her in, a slight smile across my face.

I stand up, shes oblivious to me coming near, just focused on making her tea. Quietly i sneak up behind her, gently placing my hand on the back of her hips just about the waist band of her undies. She moans lightly, and tilts her neck to the side and back against my chest..my favorite. I kiss her neck softly, the little hairs stand up all over her body, goosebumps adorn her flesh, and her little nipples stand at attention all at once.

Pushing her head forward slightly, kissing the nap of her neck, i breathe her scent in. Then walk back to sit down.

Admiring the mundane, this is my perfect scenario.

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He made me(F) slap my tits for him on Zoom

I didn’t tell him I was masturbating when he called. I didn’t tell him that I was playing with myself earlier thinking about how big his cock felt inside my pussy. I was about to cum when he called. I was frustrated but I missed seeing him. More than anything.

I had to clench my legs together as his face popped on the screen. I can’t touch myself unless he said so. It’s part of the rules. But here I am, all wet and wanting so bad to cum.

I bit my lip. “How are you? How was your flight?”

“I’m good. The flight was okay,” he smiled through the screen. “How was your day?”

“It was uhm…” I took a deep breath. “It was okay… Me and Amanda went shopping and had our nails done.”

My breathing hitched when his gaze dropped lower to my chest. “Nice dress,” he had a hint of something in his voice. Something not so innocent. “Are seducing me?”

I looked down to see my skimpy satin nighties that barely even covered my tits. I pushed them together ever so subtly to tease him. “What if I am?” I playfully asked.

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Put Out-Part 1: Volunteer [FMM] [Voyerism] [Firefighters] [Younger/Older]

His cock was throbbing in my tight pussy when his co-workers walked in.

Undoubtedly it was risky straddle fucking a volunteer firefighter on a couch in the fire departments break room, but he assured me via text that everyone would most likely be out all day. I don’t know how many co-workers he has in total but three of them were shockingly witnessing their naked volunteer getting fucked by some equally naked stranger. I liked his cock inside me too much to move and apparently he liked staying inside of me enough to not push me off, or he’s too dazed to do anything, wouldn’t be the first time.

I looked back to see the unexpected voyeurs. Two of them were similar to the volunteer, slender but with some muscle definition, barely stubbled faces, probably mid to late 20s, a little older than me. They were having a harder time composing themselves, unlike the third co-worker who kept my attention the most. His broad, muscular arms were crossed as he looked at me with a more collected expression. He was almost a head taller than the rest, his beard and mustache were close cut and his hair was short. He was older too, mid-40s, twice my age.

Zella Meets a Guy [LGBTQ+]

**By Sean McClearly [Googledocs link to original file listed below]**

I was waiting for Jackson seated on the large round planter in the courtyard between Old Main, Lampasas Hall and Centennial Hall. It felt so sexy to be seated on the stone ledge wearing nothing under my short skirt that was barely long enough to cover my dick. My naked rear was directly touching the rough-cut old stone, which was turning me on.

I waited for Jackson’s work hours to end in World Languages offices, where he had a part-time gig working for the department chair. I saw him exit the front door, walk down the stairs and turn in my direction. When he saw me, his eyes widened, and a silly grin spread across his face.

As he sat beside me, he admonished, “That skirt is scandalous, Zella. I’ll bet you already have a boner, just sitting here watching the students walk past you.”

I turned my face towards his, and replied, “Your place is closer than mine, or do you want to suck my cock in your car?”

quick fuck [FM]

I’m laying on my back. Legs open, naked, wrists bound to the four poster bed. I catch one last glimpse of your face as you drop a kiss on my brow before blindfolding me with a gentle scrap of silken cloth. I can feel myself getting wetter by the second.

I feel you straddle me, and I open my mouth eagerly as you push your thick cock past my lips. Your tongue is darting across my clit and lapping up the juices from my pussy, and I wrap my tongue around your thick shaft as I suck on the tip of your cock, savoring the taste of your precum.

A cold wetness around my tight little asshole indicates that you are lubing me up for a plug. I suck on your cock with a little more enthusiasm, because I want my master to play with all of my holes. The plug circles around the edges of my asshole as you tease me with it, and then you push it into my ass, sending a white ripple of pleasure through my body. I arch my back a little, letting out a muffled moan around your cock.

My Highschool crush, 25 years later part 3

After eating, we were back in her room, we were both ready again. We had just had a light snack at the diner, the building lust had quickly settled back in. Both of us were so pent up from being denied healthy, enjoyable fucking for so long, we were going to make up for lost time.

Krissi shimmied out of her dress, and let it crumple to the floor. The sight of her almost naked, a set of jet black lacy panties, and a black lacy matching bra cuppimg her luscious 34C’s, made my cock surge.

Krissi gave me a look full of a hungry lust, she reached behind her back and with a deft motion of her fingers, her bra tumbled off the body, her breasts now unbound, her nipples stiffening up rapidly. She wiggled her hips and her panties dropped to her feet. Krissi was like a wet dream come true, eyes a glowing emerald green, her mane of red hair, the solid, well shaped body, the way her hips flared out, that sexy tuft of pubic hair as red as the hair on her head, her sturdy legs, made from wrapping around her lover. She smiled at me and did a slow twirl, letting me see her backside. Her ass was an assman’s dream, full, round, shapely globes, they were superb. Facing me again, she gave me a big smile, I watched her walk toward me, licking her lips, her hungry eyes still locked on mine, that gaze was almost hypnotic, I just dimly noticed as she stripped me down, my cock surging up.

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The Estate [4/4] (FF)

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Part Five: The Garden

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Katarina touched my cheek and walked out of the bathroom. I pinched my nose and submerged myself in the deep bath. Katarina moved through this world as if it were made for her. On the other hand, I was completely lost, both in the turbulent discourse of my mind and in the life I had established. I curled beneath the warm water and tried to empty my head. I focused on the uncomfortable sensation caused by a bubble of air tickling the inside of my nose and I concentrated on the echoed sound of sloshing water. For a moment this seemed to work, but soon suffocating discomfort overtook my chest and the image of Katarina’s arched rib cage flashed before my eyes. I lifted my head from the water and gasped for air.

That evening, John called to let me know he had settled in. It was the first time we had spoken since he left for Boston. He inquired about my week and appeared genuinely interested in my wellbeing, although he expressed no interest in arranging time for either of us to visit. While I was happy to hear from him, I felt a cold indifference to much of the conversation; I wasn’t yet ready to miss him.

Pounding away at my fat friend

So there’s been this girl in my friend group who has been tempting me for a little while. I held off on making my move because I wasn’t sure if she liked me, but I had my opportunity a few days ago. We had a pool party at a friend’s house and we stayed up talking in the pool after everyone had gone to sleep.

Although she is a fatty, about 5’7, maybe 270 pounds, she was wearing a small red bikini that looked great on her. Her chubby gut and love handles spilled over her bottoms, and her DD tits were displayed very nicely. Her thick arms and legs were obviously showing as well, but also her fat, jiggling ass cheeks were mostly exposed in her bikini. She had been walking around like this all night, and a few of us had been about how fat she had gotten, but not me.

We began kissing in the pool and I quickly stripped off her bikini and shoved my cock balls deep inside her. We fucked for a half hour in the pool before I shot my load right into her plump shaven pussy while she squealed like a pig. Her pale tits floated in the water and her nipples were hard the whole time.