The setting sun cast a soft glow across the ocean’s surface as he looked out. *What an experience*. He reflected gazing into the gold, pink, and blue mosaic that the sky had become. He felt his body stiffen and his breath catch as the colors reminded him of *her.* Her deep light blue eyes, that twinkled softly in the bright summer sun, the perfectly accented pink clothes she wore, accenting her beautifully summer sun kissed skin. The vacation surely could be remembered as the best, it was too bad all the time they spent would be gone. Just a distant memory.
Category: Erotica
Becoming My Daddy [BDSM][babysitter]
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His Change of Perspective (gender swap, mind control, shrinking)
https://www.loubealysfetisherotica.com/2019/08/his-change-of-perspective.html
Professor Felix and his assistant Nadia are archaeologists that come into possession of an artifact that can transform people’s bodies. She accidentally changes him to be more feminine, but soon changes him all the way. This is only the beginning of the changes she forces on him. They engage in some hot lesbian sex, before he is made to be her servant. She also alters his mind so he is a foul mouthed bimbo.
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How I Became an Older Woman’s Slave
You ask me how I became the sex slave of a much older woman? Honestly, I think you’re asking the wrong question, if you don’t mind me saying? What you should be asking me is how it took so long?
Because some things are more of an inevitability than a random occurrence. Like water flowing downhill or a meteorite falling to earth, the path that I found myself walking during that endless, warm summer was one that had only one destination, only one outcome. I knew it as soon as I started down that road, and I wanted nothing more than to get there.
Why it began is less important than how it began, perhaps. Some half-forgotten crisis, a youthful tragedy, a doomed romance-gone-bad with a faceless boy who played so little role in this story as to allow him to remain nameless. But the hurt of that clichéd heartbreak was very real to a nineteen year old girl, the pain almost tangible.
Enter my savior, my eventual goddess, the woman that I would come to worship and serve in equal measure. An older woman, a half-acquaintance, friend of the family and eternal subject of town gossip: Ms. Rebecca Sharp.
The massage
I’m getting a massage for the first time today. Hubby has never gotten me one before but he said he wanted me to relax and enjoy myself today. I wasn’t sure how much to take off so I decided to just strip down naked under the sheet. Better safe than sorry! The massage therapist opens the door. He’s tall. He looks strong. Fuck! He’s hot! Won’t mind his hands on me for the next hour. “Hello Miss,” he says in a deep voice. “I’ll be taking care of you today.” Is it just my imagination, or did he grin a little when he said that?
He pulls the sheet down to my waist and starts rubbing my back. Mmmm. It feels so nice having his big strong hands on my bare skin. “Any areas bothering you in particular?” He asks? “My lower back is pretty tight” I tell him. He works his way down there and for the next few minutes he silently works all the tension out of my back. “I feel some tightness coming from your glutes, if we don’t take care of that, your back will just be sore again in a few days,” he says, then slides his hands under the sheet onto my bare ass. Shit, is this normal? I don’t care, it feels so good. I hope he doesn’t notice how wet I’m getting. I know he’s just doing his job, but it feels so good having someone take care of me like this.
She wanted his father instead (mf) (fingering) (anal)
I’d been with Steve for a little over a year, we met the first day of College and just kind of slipped into a relationship, neither of us actually asking the other. The first 6 months were hot and heavy then he left for Christmas break and came back more reserved, his fanatic religious mother had bleated on and on that what we were doing was a soul damning sin. He’d come back after only a week, “I’ve strayed from my path since coming here, I need to try to be pure again.” in truth I’d seen it as a challenge, but we’d only fucked 4 times in the last 6 months and I swear to God I think my hymen has grown back.
Hopefully the trip back to his home town today to see his father will change his mind again, because I don’t know how long I can go without sex. The slightest friction between my legs had me aching for relief.
His parents got divorced when Steve was only a few years old, her religious beliefs had gotten too much for Steven Sr to handle apparently. This would be our first meeting. I was a little nervous, I’d seen photos of him on Social media and to say he was a DILF would be an understatement.
What happens in Vegas…
New to Reddit, 38 M here, loving all the great sexy content! Found my way here, and just have to contribute a hot story. First I have to say I really like mature married women.
I discovered this kink for them while on a long weekend trip to Vegas with a good friend and co-worker. I was about 32 then. B and I were staying at the Camelot joint on the strip, B had comp points there or something. Saturday night we’re taking a break at the bar and sitting next to two women. I overhear them talking about being married and flirting; they were on a friend’s weekend from LA. They’re a few drinks in. I start up some chitchat and the hot blonde with big tits is into it. She’s drinking, buzzed but not wasted. She wore a low cut blouse and a short skirt, nice curvy sexy body. Long story short I get her up to my room. My friend struck out with the other one who was fun but a bit prudish. Up at the room she tells me she’s married but she’s done this a few times before. That really turned me on for some reason. She’s a slut. I’d never fucked a married chic before, but I’ve always liked unashamed sluts.
We make out and she’s so wet! She’s hot to fuck and so am I. I can tell she likes it rough, and I push her down on the bed and pull out my 8” cock and grab her hair and make her suck me, lick my balls too slut, talking dirty to her, and I can tell she loves being controlled. I push her down on her stomach on the bed and hike up her skirt, pull her panties to the side (ripped em a bit while doing so) and grab her hair as I force my cock in that wet cunt. She’s moans loud and tells me I’m bigger than her husband. I tell her that I’m going to fuck her like the whore she is and she loves it, pounding her pussy. I knew my friend would come up. This startled her when she heard the door click open, and she moves in panic a bit. I tell her to relax as I hold her there, my weight on her. She asks if he’ll be leaving and I tell her I don’t know, it’s his room too.
My buddy laughs and says “alright man, do you want me to leave?” With a handful of hair and impaled on my cock I tell her to tell him to stay and fuck me. She only hesitated a second and she told him. B said he was happy to hear that and walked right over, dropping his pants, tells her to suck it. B is even bigger than me, and she looks astonished and does what she is told. I love this slutty whore!
I’ll finish this sweet take in grand fashion later…
Maintenance Man (Mutual Masturbation)
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“Well what time will he get here John?” Sophia tried not the sigh to loudly in frustration at her landlord, his blaisse attitude to her plight was grating on her. She shouldn’t be surprised, the man was rarely concerned about what happened to his apartments unless you were late with his rent. The small apartment had come with a list of problems, but it was all she could afford at the time. Her ex boyfriend had kicked her out of their place six months ago and moved her best friend in, she should have been heart broken but after their sex life slowly dwindled and they’d had to talk instead of fuck she’d realised the man was a complete dick, all he talked about was the gym, meal preps and different protein powders. There was only one thing she missed about him. But she’d found her power shower could keep her happy a lot better than he had. Hence the reason she was feeling so pissed off her shower had stopped working this morning just as her fantasy was about to reach its climax, which only served to heighten her sexual frustration. That shower head was the most action she’d had in more months than she’d care to admit to.
personal fantasy
you were my TA. I went to every office hours I could and then some. in class I couldn’t always focus as I thought about your hands undressing me and grasping my breasts. kissing me from my mouth to my neck to my nipples to my stomach and finally my wet pussy. I imagined us starting at your apartment, watching something on tv and the tension building until we couldn’t keep off eachother. our eyes lock and we can see the desire in the other’s eyes. we kiss soft then passionate and heated. hands grabbing and brushing against eachother’s skin. one hand runs under your shirt and up your back, the other is over your shoulder locking my fingers in the hair at the nape of your neck. your hands rest on my waist before one ventures up, pawing over my bra. I let out a breath of anticipation and you slip your hand under my bra and onto my supple breasts. first feeling them in whole, caressing their entirety before brushing over my nipple. I try to hold back my gasp. you play with it between your fingers, teasing the sensitive skin. I climb into your lap. I can feel your bulge and I feel my insides clench. I move down to your neck and begin sucking, you lay your head back and moan quietly. your touch falters as my mouth breaks your focus. I break my hold to take off your shirt and run my hands over your chest with desire. you return the favor and slowly remove my shirt, pausing to take in the sight of my chest still covered in my bra, teasing yourself. I grab your hands and guide them to my clothed breasts. I lean back and let you work them in your hands. I’m breathing heavy as I look at you through lidded eyes. you slide your hands around me and unhook my bra. the straps slide down my arms and reveal my perky breasts and hard nipples. you drop my bra to the ground and lean in to kiss each of my tits. then you lick one of my nipples before engulfing it with your mouth. this moan I can’t contain as you suck at my breast and run your tounge over my nipple.