I’ve never squirted so much.

I’ve never squirted so much before.

My husband is out of town again, so even though we just saw each other at the park the other day, we have the rare chance for a free afternoon alone, in a bed, with music and plenty of cannabis. We already spent the last hour or so fucking upstairs in my bed. As soon as he stepped in my house, I led him upstairs, single-mindedly focused on what he was going to do to me. He stood next to the bed as I faced him on all fours, ass in the air, and had me suck his dick as he admired my body. He rubbed and worried my nipples through my thin t-shirt, then pulled up my shirt to suck on each pink, puffy nipple, gently nibbling the edges with his teeth. I enthusiastically rode his long cock, looking in wonder as it stroked in and out of me, looking so big next to my slim hips. I grinded and wiggled against him, feeling the tip of his dick hit deep inside against my cervix and I yelped a little when he grabbed my waist and held me there, circling his hips, reaching up to play with my nipples some more. He closed his eyes in ecstasy and fucked me hard from behind. My hair was in my eyes and I grasped the headboard of my bed when he finally came deep inside me.

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Trying to be professional (FF)

Standing outside my office door was a small framed shilouhete. Not unusual considering my job, but why did my heart skip?

That knock… Our knock.

I know it sounds stupid and lame but honestly, as a teacher, the silly knock is a classic rapport building technique for hard to reach students.

I’m embarrassed to say how enthusiastically I screamed “COME IN!!”

This stunning 18 year old was wearing her black thigh high socks that came just a few inches below the bottom of her black twirly skirt… the high-waisted cut showed off her subtle curves and exposed her mid-shaft as a black lace crop top ended just below her breasts. Something about her was different today, I just couldn’t place it.

She always had that glow in her eyes, that flirty giggle… She always had that softly glowing blonde hair; today the stunning locks were braided and tied up in space buns, but that wasn’t it. No… something about her energy was different.

She sat next to me on my office couch and crossed her legs over just a little too close to mine, she leaned in just a little bit too close when she giggled. Prolonged eye contact… and her eyes…

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Finally get to give you that massage

We meet in a local bar for a drink. We are eager to meet in person as his virtual world can only go so far.

Lucky I got a business trip near you. We sit. We chat. We get comfortable with each other. I reach out and touch your leg and slow move my hand up and down.

I tell you that I have gone out and purchased some very nice massage oil. Your legs part a bit. My hand is still on your thigh. Gently stroking up and down.

You say that you have a friend in your purse. It is only if we need it though.

I look at you and say, “Let’s get out of here. My hotel is across the street.”

I see you get up and I notice your curves up close. I am going to love pleasuring you.

We walk over to my hotel and go up to my room. Two queen beds greet us. I have pulled the blankets off of one and made the sheets flat with a large towel at the foot of the bed.

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I like to watch

It was still before noon when Jenna hung the last of Don’s shirts in the closet. She spent the better part of the morning unpacking their clothes so Don would have more than just wrinkled T-shirts to wear to work.

After the last shirt was hung, Jenna sat on the edge of the bed and glanced around the room at all the boxes stacked up. There were so many in the bedroom and plenty more all around the rest of the house. Her shoulders slumped when she thought about the monumental task of umpacking before her.

They had moved in about a week ago, but the unpacking was taking forever since Don had to be at his job every day since their arrival. Jenna started in the kitchen with the thought it would be best to get that organized and then work on the rest of the house. But even she was sick of digging around in boxes and suitcases for clothes, so she promised herself she would tackle the bedroom as her next task since the kitchen was now done.

Poker Night [Many M; F]

This is a work of fiction.

Once a month, I invite over all the guys to hang out at my place, we drink beers and whisky, and gamble over a bit of poker. Usually small bets, but lately they’d be getting more and more interesting. When we started we just rolled with $0.25 minimum bets. Eventually, this got upped to $0.50 and eventually $1. But money got boring.

One night, Devan, one of the guys, had been bragging and gloating about the new girl he was seeing. “So curvy”, “So sexy”, “a perfect, tight little pussy” he kept saying. “She sends me the hottest nudes,” he’d say. At that point I’d had enough.

“Alright then, if she sends you such great nudes, how about this. Instead of gambling money for tonight, let’s gamble nudes. You lose, you have to surrender a nude from some girl you’ve been with. Winner gets to save them to his phone.”

*That* made things a little more interesting. The money became just a side-bet, to the greater prize of nudes. Not just any nudes, but nudes of girls we all generally *knew*. Which, made it that much hotter.

Jessica Emerges [crossdressing, cuckold, bi mmf, oral, femdom]

“Come on out! It’ll be fine!”

Kevin took a deep breath. He and Sandra had been friends for years and it wasn’t as though he didn’t trust her. Still, there was a difference between trusting a friend and taking a step that he, himself, wasn’t sure he was ready for.

His chest was a little tight and that made it difficult to breathe. Only a little. It wasn’t as though the clothes he wore restricted him. They were snug. That’s all. Very snug. The blouse that showed off his shoulders had a neckline that cut across his obviously masculine chest yet, as he admired himself in the mirror, he adored how the floral pattern flowed down past his obliques. He wore a singlet under the blouse. It was black and provided a foundation that let the pattern shine, in addition to giving his body much more slender appeal.

The pair of tight, form-fitting jeans he wore made his hips and butt look good. As he admired himself in the body-length mirror in the store changing room, he considered that the trouble he got forcing them up past his thighs were definitely worth it.

Quick encounter with a housesitter while her friends were asleep upstairs (xpost from r/sluttyconfessions)

April 2007, so I would have been 44 at the time. She was 22 or 23, I forget which.

I was out of town overnight for work, staying at a friend’s house. Friend and his wife were in bed around 1 a.m. I was bored, couldn’t sleep, so I was on Yahoo chat seeing if anyone was on and up for a meet the next day before I had to come home.

She messaged me and sent a picture: Cute, a bit chubby, short dark hair, glasses. She was looking to hook up too. Now here’s the fun part.

She was housesitting for some friends and they had decided to come home ahead of schedule. She was expecting them about 3 a.m. and she wanted me to come over before they got there. It was 1:30 by then, and I’d have to sneak out of my friends’ house and then sneak back in to make it work.

Challenge accepted. I messaged that I would be there in about ten minutes. “Ok,” she messaged — then, just a few seconds later: “Shit, they’re home already.”

“Damn,” I messaged back. “You going home now? Meet there?”

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An Hour Deep

The sound of the band hit her ears before they had even pulled up to the house.

“Sounds like they’re about an hour deep already”.

“Does that surprise you?” she said to the driver, a grin on her face. “I can’t believe they started this late”.

The music had started at nine, and from the sound of it, the chaos ensuing would be shut down at about eleven. Best to act quickly.

Her girlfriend stepped out of the driver’s side; she followed not far behind her. The boots made it a little hard to walk, but she was finally beginning to get used to them. Having them on added a good three inches to her frame. She would tower over a good many females inside, no doubt. It would probably make her seem pretty intimidating.

Good.

Walking inside, it was painfully obvious her assumption was right. Eyes were on her as soon as she entered, and they stayed on her as she made her way through the crowd. She noticed the pair of eyes in the corner, attached to him. He was perched on the arm of a couch. She made sure to maintain eye contact, her face completely unreadable as she slowly peeled her black leather jacket off. It matched well with her leather mini skirt. Under the jacket was a low-cut white wife-beater. Her hair, curled into sexy distortion, spilled down her back.

Short and sweet

“Close your eyes and go somewhere else”.

Doing as I’m told, my throat relaxes and I resist the urge to fight the pounding invasion of my throat. The drool starts to flow, and a small puddle collects on the floor between my knees. You love when I’m messy. Pulling my head off your cock you force my mouth open and spit. “You’re a fucking mess, and I fucking love you”, groaning as you push your cock back into my mouth where we both know it belongs.

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While Hiking One Day

It’s one of those moments in life that you can’t plan, they just happen.

After some light hiking we are left standing on a small rise overlooking the sunbathed forest, enjoying the moment. Not touching, but close. We are both flushed and warm, our skin glowing from the combination of the sun and the effort of the climb.
I look around and see a large patch of grass a short way down the slope. I don’t say anything, I just go. I sit, remove my shoes and socks, and lay back, allowing my back and head to rest on the ground. The angle of the rise makes it feel like I’m relaxing in a lounge chair. I plant my feet on the ground so that I can feel the cooling effects of the grass between my toes.

After a few minutes I hear movement, and then a shadow falls across my face. I open my eyes to look up and there he is. With the sun coming from behind him, framing his head and entire body in golden light, he looks like a featureless Greek god. I’ve always found him beautiful, but in this moment he is irresistible. My breath catches unexpectedly and I feel a knowing tingle between my legs.