U/Wizardtrout7742’s request! College kids sneaking around her parents for some hard and dirty sex with a creampie in her teenage pussy

Meeting your girlfriends parents is always a big step in a relationship. First impressions count and you don’t want to screw things up with people who could potentially see you as family. That’s why going home with you to meet your family over the weekend was all the more difficult when I shook your fathers hand with my own that the night before had been grasping at your breasts and covered in your wet. I also thought about your lips that had been wrapped around my cock that morning when we woke up in your dorm as you kissed your mother on the cheek.

After the initial unease I felt things went well enough. A nice dinner, pleasant conversation, the usual things. You’d tried to keep me on my toes multiple times by whispering in my ear dirty things or that you weren’t wearing panties. I tried to keep those things out of my mind for as long as I could but it kept creeping back into my thoughts. Finally your parents decided to go to bed, reminding us that I was only allowed to sleep in the guest bedroom and not with you in your bed. We agreed and told them that we were just going to watch some TV and then go to bed ourselves. I wonder if they ever even thought that was the truth?

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Amazon Sucks – More Censorshi

Sorry, but F**K AMAZON

They have moved ALL my books to the Adult section, making them virtually impossible to find by just searching. Again, blatant censorship. I can see labeling them as adult content, but to basically hide them away is criminal.

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Folk Festival Fornication – part 1 (exhibitionism) (voyeurism) (threesome)

*I recently went to a folk festival and got inspired to write this story about me and my partner meeting a third. If people like this I will post the other parts.*

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We are riding the bus back to our campsite after a long night of dancing, the walk is too far after all the time on our feet, so we are thankful for the luxury. This is your first time at a folk festival, and my first time at Folkfest so I’m glad we’re both having fun. As the bus rides along we whisper about the ridiculous five dollar shower fee, and what we’re going to do about it.

“There’s a sink right out front,” you say casually. I hold you close so as to not slip off the short seats, and as I do, I notice the warmth radiating off you even in the cold night air.

“What do you mean?” I respond.

“I mean, you could wash your pits and stuff right there, you’re a guy, no one will care.”

Troubling Decisions

Having given explicit instructions to her apprentice that should last until closing, Victoria ascended the narrow wooden, stairs to her apartment above the shop and closed the stain glass door behind her. Where the curio shop was a dark jungle of magical items, sounds, and activities, her apartment was tidy and regal (but also magical). Her students, even her apprentice, were never allowed to be here, indeed, even when she brought play partners to 3 Boman St, she would take them to the dungeon to play instead of her apartment. The duties of a Deamoness often required solitude. This was her sanctuary; the physical manifestation of her mind palace and it would be unthinkable to sully it with any type of influence from the outside world.

The Housesitter – pt 1(mf) (oral) (teasing)

I’d been housing sitting for the Rogers for a few years, they’d been my neighbors for about 2 years when they asked me to keep an eye on their house while they went on vacation then as the years passed and they got pets they asked me to feed them and tidy up a little whenever their son dropped by, which wasn’t often he was 19 and generally stayed at whichever girlfriends house he had that week.

He was nice enough, respectful if I was there when he was, he’d crack a few jokes and I’d go on my merry way. My feelings towards him started to develop 4 months ago, I’d gone round to feed the rabbit and he’d been walking down the stairs completely naked, even flaccid he was bigger than I’d had. I’d covered my eyes and shouted an I’m sorry with a nervous laugh. He’d jogged back upstairs and came down 5 minutes later fully dressed, we’d laughed it off and I thought that was the end of it, but as I lay in bed that night my nipples had hardened remembering it. At the age of 29 I was masturbating at the thought of a guy 10 years my junior. My friends son even.

A night at the spa

This is my first attempt to write anything so let me know what you think and tips will be taken on board.

A NIGHT AT THE SPA

The gravel crunched under my tires as we pulled into a dark empty car park. After a long week at work I had booked a spa evening for me and my fiancée April planning to relax and unwind. We stepped out of the car into the frigid November air I locked it behind me and followed April toward the spa. April was visibly shivering her normally ivory skin turned a rosy pink that I could make out even in the low light of the carpark. She looked beautiful her long blonde hair up in a bun showering of her lovely neckline, her red Cath Kidston glasses were hiding her amazing blue eyes. Tonight, she was in a pair of black high waisted skinny jeans that showed of her long legs, a white Levi t-shirt and form fitting black leather jacket. As we walked into the lobby I could help staring at her tight ass in those jeans, thinking to myself what I lucky man I was. We went up to the counter and rang the bell after a few minutes of waiting a young girl came out of the back room to meet us. “welcome to the garden spa how can I help you tonight?” she asked with a smile. “hey, I booked to use the spa for me and my partner tonight, looks a little quite.” I reply looking through a window in the lobby to the pool in the next room. “yeah actually you guys are our only booking tonight. As she was speaking, she typed on the pc in front of her “there you are all booked in if you need anything will be n the back room just doing some paper work have fun!” she said waving us in the spa. We had been here before but never this late and never on our own. “see you in a sec” April said giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before heading into the changing room to get her bikini on.

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She want his Father instead PART TWO (mf) (PIV) (Panal) (voyeurism)

He wasn’t going to fuck me tonight? Why the hell not, I know he wanted to he was that hard he could use it as a hammer. He moved back to the doorway as I sat down on the stool, Steve walked through the door, a look of concern on his face. “Are you okay? I heard you scream.” My pussy was still pulsing from my orgasm.

“Really? You heard a scream through your head set?” I cocked an eyebrow up at him. He blushed slightly until he saw his Dad in the other doorway.

“We were discussing food.” His father’s gruff voice sent tingles down my spine. Fuck I wanted him. “I was just telling *Mila* that I’d take you both to Lugis Italian Restaurant, she agreed.”

“Yep, something might as well fill me.” I smirked to myself, I stood up and sneakily flashed my bare pussy at his Father then at his son as I passed him. “I’m going to get changed.” I jogged up the stairs and pushed the door into his room, by the time I was naked in front of my suitcase I felt Steves hand on my shoulder.

“Ideal World: The Origin” (excerpt)

What can I say. When I put my heart in, I can be rather eloquent, even if I say so myself:

As I was pleasuring Lisa in the darkness, and my world was consisted of solely of her vagina, my tongue, and her moans, I couldn’t but amaze how much my life had changed during the past ten or so years. How much happier I was now.

Even the act I was performing now, pleasuring a woman with my tongue, was a concrete proof of that. I had accepted it was something I would never be allowed to do, before everything changed for the better, and Lisa walked into my life.

Sure, I didn’t own anything anymore, not even the clothes I was occasionally allowed to wear. I didn’t even own my body, or had any control over it. It was the property of Lisa, and she owned me, body and soul.

But truth to tell, I preferred that. A realization I wasn’t more than a property was an incredibly liberating experience. It had been that from the moment I was brought to the screening center ten years ago, and explained my future. And I wouldn’t have wanted it to be in any other way.

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Maintenance Man pt 3 (mf) (piv) (oral) (anal) (voyeurism)

*Sophia’s POV*
*Feed back welcome*

Sophia’s desire wasn’t slowing down like it usually did. With Darren once she came she couldn’t again for a while, not that he cared as long as she made him cum. And more often than not he got his and she’d be in the bathroom finishing herself off.

When Darren had first banged on her door she was pissed that he’d interrupted them, it’s like he knew someone else wanted her but the craziest idea had sprung to her mind and when she looked up at Ethan he seemed to be thinking the same as her. So with a smirk on her lips and her heart pounding she’d taken Ethan into her mouth and let him skull fuck her, pushing her over the edge again.

He was just as insatiable, he’d skull fucked her to the point of pain and it turned her on even more now her pussy was aching at the thought of his cock inside of her. He had to be at least 8 inches and he was that thick he almost didn’t fit in her mouth, her jaw would ache for days and that had spurred her on. She knew that she’d at least need more batteries for her vibrators this week.

The Exchange Student’s Submission [FSub][MFf][Ff][oral][light BDSM]

I sat in the closet for what seemed like hours listening to David make love to his wife. They were playing out their favorite fantasy; captive sex slave college girl in the closet. My wrists were bound behind my back with one of David’s ties. His wife’s panties were stuffed into my mouth. My ankles were bound together by a leather belt.

David’s wife’s orgasmic cries rose above the rhythmic squeaking of the bed frame. Then the squeaks and creaks from the bed stopped. It was dark outside when he opened the door to take me out. From the glow of lit candles burned in their master bedroom, I could see his wife, Meryl lying naked in rumpled bedsheets. Her chest was still heaving from their sex. Her mussed up hair covered a pillow. Her eyes remained upon us as David picked me up from the closet floor to throw me over his shoulder and carry me to the bed. My nose was full of his aromatic perspiration from sex lingering dampened his skin. He unceremoniously dumped me face down upon the bed and my body bounced before settling. He knelt in front of me on the bed and pulled the panties from my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head by the hair and yanked my head up before shoving his cock in my mouth and down my constricted throat. Meryl slapped my jiggling ass over and over again. I’d never been so turned on in my life.