Looking at the paper, Professor Donovan had stashed in her back pocket. “Just below her (everyone that walked by could see Clarissa shaking in revolt).. ass. Why am I so wet cuz I had to reach (the final shake came and so did Clarissa) for it. Perhaps, no never I could never be,.. (looking up at the banner for the news agency).. Beaver Rewards, a.. a lesbian” taking a deep breath before pushing on the front door. “No, cuz I like cock to much.. butt a talented mouth is always in high demand” the thoughts of her roommate flashed through her mind, the trembles still had one good burst of cum to deliver. Crossing her legs as the torture of a woman face fucking Clarissa’s pussy brought the cum right to the surface. Looking down at her pantyhose, Clarissa’s cum coated her inner thighs. With the look of defeat Clarissa wondered, “Let’s just say I need to use the bathroom so I cannn..” The sudden slack in the door had taken her by surprise. “I’m sorry didn’t see you standing there, the name is Chuckle nice to meet you. Hey boss I found the new meat” after practically bulldozing her over his quick hand put him in perfect range for some titty groping. “Chuckle please don’t harass the new girl! You would think all we think about is sex” the boss countered sweeping Clarissa away from Chuckle’s groping hand. “So you must really be into that titty grab’en, I don’t mean to stare butt you came down both legs” waiting for that awkward pause to pass. “Are you ready for the interview? From the looks of it this won’t take to long” holding the door open to his office. Grabbing Clarissa’s booty as she walked past. “Nice firm ass, I can actually feel the muscles “hard” at work. So kid why do you think that this news agency could use you?” Clarissa never knew what was happening till this point. “I can get the best of them to spew their load” Clarissa’s opening statement was one of vulgarity. “What did you just say??? Clarissa Love you should be spanked.. hard with a cock, a nice long hard fucking cock” raced through her mind staring at her future bosses full cock. “Don’t take any shit, I might be able to respect that (moving his hands to the side, parting his legs just enough to fit Clarissa’s body in between them) butt I still don’t know I mean if you could..” Raz paused like he has been doing butt this time Clarissa was on his wave length.
Licking the head, swirling it around her tongue. “Ah, I see I won’t be disappointed” Raz said allowing her to suck his cock. Flicking the head with her tongue, running her mouth down the side of his cock. Feeling every muscle, tracing her tongue over the veins that had popping out. Letting her mouth drop, Clarissa’s tongue danced along the bottom of his cock, sucking the side of his cock the entire way. His knuckles went white when she took in one of his big balls, “OooOoooOoooo yes..” letting it out so slowly as the end of his sentence faded away. Letting one of his nuts pop out just as she was sucking in the other mammoth nut. “Oh yes.. you’re making my decision all the.. Ooooh” Raz let a little moan escape his powerful grasp. Working her way back up the other side of his cock, slowly caressing the undercarriage of his cock. Sucking in his crown as her hand sunk into the pink flesh. “Fuck I’m so fucking wet.. I could just bounce on his cock till we both cum.. Mmm cum..” thinking this did little for her concentration not to cum. Gagging her self on his rock hard rod forcing her to retreat till his cock was glistening before her very eyes. Taking in a deep breath, surrounding his thick cock with her mouth. Clarissa’s tongue is doing loops around this massive cock, “Stay focused cuz it getting thicker.. Oh shit I’m cuming” Clarissa’s thoughts betrayed her. She swallowed more and more of his rod till she could taste skin. “Oh fuckkk nooo.. I I.. Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm..” Clarissa’s thoughts not only betrayed her butt caused her throat to clamp down on that helpless cock that was still trapped. Jerking Raz hard as his cock was lodged in her throat, Clarissa wanted badly to taste his cum. “Mmm Mmmmmmmmm.. Mmm Mmmm.. Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm” she moaned butt refusing to let loose of the bosses cock. “Fuck fuckkk fuck Mmm I’m going to, Oh fuck I’m cuming” grabbing on to her head. Forcing his cock down her throat, clutching her hair as his hips began to shake. The steady jerking of his cock by her throat made his orgasm trail on. “Fuck (the shake turn into a spasmed) fuckkk.. (the spasms turned into a full fledged hip extended buck) … Fucking Yesssssssss” filling her talking pussy into a cum dumpster.
Slumping back, “You.. (his cock still twitched after the violent explosion in her throat) have.. (the size of his balls had shrunk) the.. (hips still quivering) job (never having a problem cuming butt this time was drenched in sweat)” Raz was done for at least till the next reporter busted through his door with their latest article. “Clarissa, your first assignment is that noisy band. I want a interview with one of them” laying on his desk, staring up at the ceiling of his office, cock still twitching.
Category: Erotica
A story for a fan [MF] (thanks for messaging me dear ?)
I pull you into the room, the maintenance man is beginning to work on the sink and we cant leave until he’s done. I fully intend to enjoy the time we have here while waiting. I push the door softly shut behind you then lead you to the bed.
I sit by you and whisper into your ear “you’ll have to stay quiet” and as I do my hand moves to your leg then up your thigh. I look into your eyes and smile.
I lean down and kiss your forehead gently then I move to your ear and kiss your ear. I kiss then bite your neck, my teeth softly pulling your skin. Your breathing speeds up and we both know where this is going. I stand and push you back onto the bed, I grab the sheet and ball the end and put it to your mouth. “Bite this to stay quiet” I command and as you open your mouth I put it in. I slide down your body, getting on my knees in front of the bed. I grab your shorts and pull them down and off your body, then I kiss your inner thigh and slowly kiss my way to your pussy. My thumb moves to your clit and softly massages it as my tongue begins to tease you, moving around. Tracing the edges of your pussy. Your hand moves to my hair and your fingers squeeze at my scalp as you’re desperate for pleasure.
Down the Rabbit Hole [MF] [Voyeur] [Masturbation] [Oral] [Rimming]
Ronaldo grabbed Melissa’s neck and pushed her right cheek against the glass of the ceiling to floor window.
Pressed up against the glass you could see Melissa was drenched in sweat, and her lips formed the perfect O as Ronaldo gave her the necessary rough treatment. Someone had been a bad girl again. There was no need to imagine this time. Even with her face in this contorted state, Melissa’s expression screamed pure ecstasy.
Stacy could not wait to reenact tonight’s show. It had become her and Nick’s dirty little secret. They had roleplayed these performances ever since their first encounter with their exhibitionist neighbours.
Stacy had stumbled across them one evening, on her way back from her daily jog. Upon passing their house, she heard a woman in the throes of passion, thanking someone who was unmistakably spanking her. Looking across through the big ceiling to floor window, she could see the outline of a woman on all fours, legs and arms spread apart and confined by some strange wooden contraption. A man in a full suit held a vibrator in one hand against her pussy and a paddle in the other which he used to inflict precise, pleasurable pain against her skin.
Stabled
It was 1am and Dave was doing his rounds. Tonight wasn’t strictly necessary as the riding stables he was working security for had no horses in, they were all away to the races. Dave however was a man of routine. Ex-army and took the job seriously. It wasn’t his night tonight either, he was doing the shift for one of his team so that they could have the night off and party.
The grooms had taken the chance to clear the stables out and instead of relining them with hay, they had left them to air, then all the people working on the stud had gone down to the town for a booze-up. It didn’t happen to often that the place was this deserted, so they were all taking the chance to let their hair down. Dave smiled, there were going to be some good stories from this night as the grooms were a mixture of girls and boys and all were young and fit, some fitter than others.
As he quietly walked through the deserted buildings he thought he heard something and stopped to listen. In the dark he could hear footsteps, two sets. He moved back further into the shadows and waited.
Wench
It was getting dark when she got off the train and she was the only one at the station. She went through the deserted ticket barrier and out into the car park. Apart from a taxi, there was no one there. She looked at her watch. Master had said this train, had told her it would arrive here at this time, but he was not there to pick her up. She was just about to start panicking when the taxi driver got out and shouted her name. She looked up, and walked towards him, relief replacing the adrenaline surge.
They drove in silence. The driver knew where to take her, which was fortunate as she had never been to her Master’s and Mistress home before. They had always met at parties, in hotels, or for one glorious weekend, a cabin in the Lake District. She had been naked, tied, gagged and beaten. The bruises had lasted for two weeks, and everyday she had admired them, coveted them in the mirror. When they had gone she had felt she had lost something.
Crème Pie Under the Summer Sun [outdoors; public; crème pie]
I knew Amanda was waiting for me in her backyard. She had texted me 10 minutes previously to advise that her roommate had left for the day, and that she was nude and sunbathing in their fenced back yard, hopping in and out of her pool. I had lost little time in jumping on my bike and speeding in her direction.
My redheaded girlfriend and I had been dating for about a month, and by dating, I mean fucking every night either in my efficiency apartment, or in her room in the house she rented with her friend Jasmine. “Dating” also included regular blowjobs which Amanda loved to give me, usually in some quiet public place where there was just a little danger of being caught. She loved nothing more that opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to receive a wet pungent load of cum, all the while looking out sideways with her eyes to make sure no one had walked into our alley or behind our dumpster, or was close to our car, or wherever we happened to be engaging in illegal public oral sex.
Four minutes later I parked my bike in Amanda’s carport right beside her cute blue VW Bug, tossed my helmet aside, and bounded around edge, not bothering to go inside her small rented pad. Instead, I reached up and opened a tall wooden gate in a taller wooden fence, and pushed it in. The gate creaked as I stepped inside, and I quickly moved a step to my left, and closed the gate back up.
The creaking had announced my presence, and Amanda looked up at me. Her skin was a magnificent golden hue, and her redhead hair was splayed out on a white blanket around her pretty face. Her long, shapely legs were spread very wide, almost like a gymnast splits, and she had three fingers buried in her gleaming pink pussy. She grinned lewdly at me, not embarrassed in the least that I had burst in on her while she was finger fucking herself with one hand, and had the other underneath her body, with one finger of that hand rubbing on her pink butthole. “You made it, Stud,” she said. “Now get those clothes off, and get that tongue of yours as far up my cunt as you can stick it.”
Mentally thanking my lucky stars for that small slice of courage that had allowed me to strike up a conversation with this woman at the library last month, despite her looking so beautiful, aloof, unapproachable and intimidating, I moved forward, tugging my clothes off as quickly as I could operate the buttons, snaps and zippers. Amanda certainly didn’t seem off-putting now, lying on her back in the sun, legs wide and inviting, pussy stretched by three long fingers, and now the finger on her other hand inside her cute little asshole. Her eyes were lusty and her breathing was already heavy, as I settled onto the blanket below her spread legs.
“First contact: clit.” Amanda ordered, and I complied, leaning forward, taking a moment to breathe on her damp, shaven mound. Then my tongue came out and I licked upward from her wet fingers, each buried to the second knuckle in her pussy, and right on her erect little clit. I moved my tongue around, sucking and slurping, and taking that clit into my mouth, even chewing lightly on the little soldier. Amanda smelled like pussy, like sun tanning oil, and a little bit like ass, and the heady aroma drove me crazy.
My hands each grasped a thigh and squeezed, pushing them farther apart, as I nibbled harder on her clit and the juicy lips of her finger-impaled cunt. Amanda began moaning and whimpering and saying indistinct but obviously filthy things in an unintelligible mumble, and then she was orgasming, shoving her clit into my mouth by grinding her hips forward on my face, all the while ramming another finger, for a total of four, as far as she could fit them in her cunt. She was only stopped by the bend in her wrist from just simply fisting herself.
In the meantime my cock was a hard as granite, and bumping on the blanket as I squatted down licking her quim. Once she had cum, her fingers plopped out of her pussy, along with a small flow of girl-cum. I moved up on my knees, my form suddenly shadowing her from the bright sun, and moved my cock right to the middle, the head of my dick bulging and enormous. It slipped right on top of her distended pink slip, surrounding itself with her pussy lips, luxuriating in the juice, and then I slowly pushed, and the thick rod of turgid flesh disappeared up inside Amanda. She stiffened up with pleasure as my cock poked into her cervix somewhere up underneath her belly button, and as I leaned forward to kiss her, her nubile legs wrapped around me and crossed ankles behind my back.
Her tongue sought mine, and our kiss was really messy, with saliva and spit falling out all over her face. She bit at my tongue with her perfect white teeth, and growled like a fiendishly evil succubus as I bit back at her lips. Her fingernails dug into my arms, which were strained, holding my upper body over hers as my hips pumped hard and fast, smashing my cock in and out of her tight fuck hole.
The sun was hot on my back, and the pussy was tight and wet around my cock, and that combination, as well as the view of the horny redhead slut lying under me, the smell of pussy, ass and tanning lotion, and sound of her moaning and whimpering all worked together to push me close to the edge of a massive miasmatic orgasm. I held back though, against all odds, until I felt her cunt pulsing and she threw her head back and screamed in a high pitch- sure signs that she was having a magnificent cum. As she was peaking, I pushed harder, took of the controls, and felt the liquid pulsation of orgasm building in my spine and then flow through my body down to my cock. As my balls slapped her perfect inner ass cheeks, my cock emptied insider her slimy hooch, filling every available cubic inch with white love crème.
I groaned in pleasure as I emptied my nuts in her horny pussy, bent down to kiss her very lovingly, and then rolled over off Amanda, onto the blanket beside her. My cock actually made a plopping sound as it left her body, and left a small trail of fluid across her leg.
“Jeez, babe, that was really amazing.” I told her. “I just fucking love summer.”
“God, yes,” purred Amanda, rolling on her side to touch me, laying a smooth leg across my lower body. “You were just what I fucking needed.”
“Wonderful,” I told her.
“Now I’m hungry. Go make me a sammich.” she said.
I looked over at her. “Seriously? Can’t I just lie here and rest?”
“I’m starved,” Amanda said. “I mainly wanted you to come over to make us lunch.”
“What about the fucking?” I asked.
“Well of course we are going to fuck when you come over. But I want a sandwich.” Amanda said. “Please……?”
I sat up. “Cost you anal sex when I come back.”
“That sounds fair,” Amanda said.
And so we spent the rest of the afternoon trading sexual favors for trips to the kitchen. But of course, that is another story.
Banging Tommy’s Mom [college, milf, old/young]
By JK Jones
Helen batted her eyes at me. “You got me all wet out there, with that hot young body of yours so close. I’m going to have to wash my bottoms too.” And she hooked thumbs into her g string, and slowly lowered them to her knees, stepping out of them, putting one hand up on my side to steady herself. Her touch was hot and electric to me.
“I know what you are thinking,” Helen told me, stepping close to me, and pushing her sweaty, gleaming lotion-covered tits against my abdomen and chest.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“That you’d like to wash your shorts and underwear too, of course,” said Tommy’s sexy, naked, voluptuous tanned mother, standing as she pressed her nakedness against me. Her hands began working at my zipper, and it took her less than five seconds to unsnap my shorts, and push, in one swipe, my shorts and underwear down past my knees. She followed them down, taking them to my ankles, and held them as I stepped out of them.
My cock was jutting out eight inches into the air, and she knelt there in front of me, her beautiful face smiling broadly, and looking up at me. My cock was brushing her left cheek, and I could feel those big tits against my legs.
“So Tommy is sleeping all day?” she asked innocently. I croaked out a “Yes.”
“Well you know what that means, don’t you?” she said, breathing purposefully on my cock, but not touching it with her flickering tongue or soft lips.
I shook my head.
“Here,” she said. “Let me show you.”
Helen was a beautiful middle-aged goddess, the mother of my best friend Tommy, who was upstairs in his childhood room, sleeping off a drug-induced party frenzy from last night. I had come over to wash clothes, had bantered and flirted with her outside by the pool, and then had come into the laundry room with her to throw a load into the drier. One thing had led to another, and now we were naked, and this busty, tanned brunette was squatting on the floor naked in front of me, looking up with a horny evil grin on her fine features.
Helen moved forward, her pendulous tits squishing up against my legs, and at the same time she opened her mouth and simply took my full cock into her face, slowly sinking it down her throat. I moaned in pleasure as the head of my cock pushed against her tonsils and popped down her throat, and she, with a slight gagging sound, reached the base of my cock with her lips, completely enveloping my long rod into her wet throat. She looked up at me again, eyes wide, nostrils flared, and then I felt her fingernails sink a little into my ass cheeks. She paused a moment, and then pulled her head back off of my cock. My rod emerged gleaming wet from her mouth, and she gasped for air, a string of spit sliding out of her mouth. “Fuck, that’s a wonderful cock,” she moaned. Then she began bobbing her mouth up and down on the first three inches of it, while sucking powerfully. I reached over to grab the washing machine to steady myself. Helen came off my cock for a second to say something. “Spread your legs a little,” she ordered,. “I want to be able to reach your asshole.” Then she went back down on my cock. I obediently pushed my feet a little farther apart, and felt one of her hands slip down between my leg, the fingers brushing my nuts, and then dancing back across my taint. She pulled the finger back and I saw that hand go down to her crotch. She slid the finger into her own wet pussy, covering it with cunt slime and then she was reaching back again between my shaking legs, all the while licking and sucking on the head of my cock with her marvelous talented tongue. Then I gasped as I felt her fingernail and then a finger push against my butthole. “Relax,” she said. “It will feel good.” I nodded, and tried, and she continued to suck on my cock, pressing those huge breasts against my thights, and relentlessly pushing a finger up my ass until it felt buried to her second knuckle. “See?” she said.
“Yep,” I uttered. She pulled back a bit from my cock, which was slick and wet, and began stroking it in her fist. “I’m fascinated with ass.” Helen said. “I am going to lick your butt in a minute, and I want you to lick mine, get some fingers in there and stretch me out, and then I want this fucking cock of yours in my ass.”
Struck dumb, I could only nod. “Turn around,” she said, “And bend over a little bit. I want to toss your salad.” I had only heard of this in porn movies, and was excited to try, so I turned, thrust my ass at her and bent over the cool metal of the washing machine. I could feel Helen’s breasts pressed against the back of my legs, and her legs against my feet, and then her hands were on each of my butt cheeks, spreading them, and her breath was warm and moist on my sensitive asshole, and then I felt the most amazing sensation as she made her wet tongue kind of rigid, sticking it out as far as she could, and then slowly pushed that tongue into my butt, expanding my asshole, stretching it a bit, lubricating it with her spit, and then sliding in and out a little. She rimmed me enthusiastically, licking and slurping and shoving her tongue as far as she could into me.
Maria – The Girl Next Door
Maria laughed; and then she gazed with a look of curiosity at the prominent bulge in Simon’s jeans. She picked up the black folder. “Is… it like that?” she asked. There was a nervous tone in her voice now.
On the page was a picture of a naked man sitting on a stool with a very large endowment standing upright against his belly, the head of his cock obscured his navel. Simon went a little pale. “Well, similar, I guess”, he said.
“You wish!” commented John.
The following image was of the same man with one of the girls on the wall pictures. They were in a very arty looking nude pose, the man lay on his back on the floor with the girl behind him on her side with her head propped on her left elbow. Her right hand rested on the man’s thigh.
Maria copied the girl and then looked at Simon who now appeared a little unsure about how far he should take this but in the end he pushed off his jeans and boxers and took up the position.
A second story for a woman. [MF]
I sit anxiously on the bed, we’ve been planning this for a long time and it’s finally the night we get to meet and spend together. I’m trying not to underdress because I want you to be happy when you see me, my thoughts are finally interrupted by a knock on the door.
I stand and open the door to let you in, in that moment all of both of our anxiety vanishes, it’s like we’ve known each other for ages. I take your hand and let the door shut behind you and we sit on the edge of the bed together, you in your favorite sundress, although it might not be the weather for it, we aren’t going out and we know the clothes wont last long either.
Baptize Me
Baptize Me