The Librarian

Marc was distracted. Sitting in the library, he had just noticed the curvy brunette sitting at an adjacent table eyeing off the female Librarian. He watched the two girls catch each other’s eyes, the Librarian shifting her legs, uncrossing and re-crossing them to the opposite side…it gave the brunette a deliberate glimpse of the her white lace knickers. She held the brown haired girl’s stare for just a moment with a short smile before casting her eyes downward.

The Librarian, a brunette herself with glasses perched in front of her soft hazel eyes, was a sexy, skinny lady with full, voluptuous breasts. She wore a body hugging, knee length skirt and a cream blouse which danced softly against her chest flattering her exposed cleavage.

Marc continued to watch, losing interest in his study as the secretive glances went back and forth. He recognized the brunette from bumping into her around town. Kelly was a friendly local girl who would often offer a smile when passing him in the street. Catching himself staring he pretended to be engrossed in his book. Out of his peripheral vision he noticed the brunette stand confidently and tried to hide his curiosity as he watched her make her way over to the visually stunning Librarian to ask her a poor question about the author… their hands brushed and at Kelly’s touch the librarian uncrossed her legs once more and drew a soft breath. Kelly continued to talk with the librarian leaning forward to pick up a book in front of her on the table.

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Sex with a Vampire [mf] [vampire]

I rolled out of the quaint Kecskemet train station in central Hungary on a 7:30 a.m. train, headed south. I stifled a yawn as I sat back, and watched the cityscape slowly changing to pastoral fields as the train began its day-long trek. The yawn indicated lack of sleep, and not attention, a result of me staying up much of the night having sex with a gorgeous blonde ghost named Barbara. I was still trying to process my memories of that encounter, which apparently started in a dream, and ended in a cool pile of ectoplasm on my bed, and a slight mess on the sheets. I had ducked and run in the morning, skipping breakfast, and getting a cab down to the station, to hop on the train, and leave this spooky scenario in my rear view mirror.

Angie and John: cuckold at the club [mfm] [creampie] [cuckold] [public]

Angie, 5 foot 2, with raven hair that cascaded down her neck and a pert squishy ass that jiggles when it is smacked and pert tits she would be described as petite by anyone that saw her. John loved her dearly ever since he had met her and they had been dating for 3 years now and he was hoping to marry her, In their mid-twenties things were getting serious. It was a Friday night and Angie, bored as she was dragged him out to go clubbing.
She wore a red thong that slipped right in between her butt cheeks and a satin white dress that came down in a deep v on both her chest down past her tits and her back. Giving just the slightest glimpse of her nipple and her dress clung tightly to her butt
John belabored with her, waited in line as he heard constant jeers from men passing by. “hey girl come with me I’ll show you a good time” yelled a homeless man sitting on the street corner. Angie’s cheeks turned rose colored and she took a step closer to john as the bouncer ushered them inside.
Bright lights flashed and music thudded loudly as Angie went off onto the dance floor. John initially only a few feet behind got lost in the crowd. Worriedly he looked everywhere but being a short man he couldn’t see over the crowd. He searched for 15 minutes before he saw her through the crowd.
He pushed through the crowd and got a glimpse of a sight that shocked his eyes.
Angie, her white dress riding up and her cute butt smushed against a man 6 feet tall and built like an ox. Her butt was riding up and down along the man’s crotch as she whipped her head in ecstasy. John a coward by nature meekly walked up to her and yelled to be heard over the music. In her throes of ecstasy she didn’t hear him but she saw him. Clearly drunk she drunkenly danced over the behemoth of a man’s cock still firmly pressed against her as he followed.
She took john’ hands in her own and kept dancing. John was clearly uncomfortable with the situation but was too much of a pussy to put up a fight. As Angie pulled john close and gave him a deep long kiss in the middle of the crowded dance floor the other man slid her dress up and tugged her bright red panties, sopping wet with cum to the side and pulled out his massive 9 inch cock and slid it in to her wet pussy. Angie yelped in surprise but it was cut short by a long carnal moan. The man pounded into her pushing her into john’s chest. Her bright pink pussy was being stretched wide by the giant cock slowly becoming red from the pounding it was receiving from behind.
Angie, filled with ecstasy deeply kissed john as tears streamed down his face. The man pounded faster and faster as cum dripped off of angie’s pussy and with two powerful strokes he sent streams of thick white semen into her pussy and let his cock droop out of her as his cum soaked into her panties and through her dress. The man leaned forward and commandingly said “I own you now. You are mine.”
Angie said breathlessly “come…home…..with…us” gasping for air. “. Angie, grabbed his hand and led him and john through the crowd back out of the club and back to their apartment.

Let’s get the boyfriend to try- (MFMF) [NSFW]

It was a Saturday night at a big college graduation party in Berkeley. I was there with my F buddy Mika, a thick n sassy Philippine girl with torpedo tits, when we ran in to her freshman year dorm mate Jenny, a blonde curly haired cutie. Once we got our drinks we found a nice place to chat and ignore the party altogether.
Jenny was intrigued by Mika’s relationship with me and some of our past experiences, specifically our threesomes. She and Mika had fooled around a few times while living together and as recently as a couple of months ago, and Jenny told us that her boyfriend was always asking her about being part of that. When Mika told Jenny of one of her and my threesomes was with another guy, Jenny’s eyes widened. As Mika went on to explain that the threesome was everybody touching everybody, Jenny kept looking at me for corroboration with what Mika was saying, I simply smiled saying muh-huh, and let Mika go into the details.
After Mika’s description of the male to male action with her in the middle of it, Jenny exclaimed, “Dammmmnnn! I wish I could have seen that. I’d love it if my boyfriend Jason would be into that. Two guys together is so fucking hot!”
Then the Cheshire grin swept over Jenny’s face, and she asked Mika to go to the bathroom with her. I was feeling pretty smug, from Mika’s bragging about our escapades.
When they returned, Mika asked me if I wanted to leave, with them. I downed my drink and we walked out to the street. Mika whispered in my ear that we were going to Jenny’s place a few blocks away and that she just called her boyfriend and told him she had a surprise for him and he better get his ass over there right away.

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Article X of the Contract – Tattoo Session

“I intend to cover all doubts, that distant dream of having your desires given due deference will no longer be deferred. Together we will draw out the ideas you’ve envisioned so that I can draw them on this dashing canvas of yours. Each section of your body will be delicately covered using every brush flick and stroke to delineate in detail all you deserve.

Any delusions that pleasure will be diluted will be drowned out by delight piercing into the depths of your soul till imprinted permanently. Each injection of color meant to dissolve tension and demand your body reaches the highest apex of delectation. Every design depicted on your skin will be to declare ecstasy is my gift to you till you become delirious.

You said you were a fan of tattoos. In this shop my hands and lips the gun. Tongue among other things the needle. The ink is the rapture you feel during my time with you and the thoughts that run through your head looking at the work I’ve done.
The sweat, messy hair, henna hand print on your derriere, and fresh smile on your face is payment enough…till next time.”

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Dorm Basement Blowjob [mf][college]

I ran into Cassandra at a dorm party, a Friday night mixer that the Belknap Dorm Welcoming Committee threw in their basement. The party was kind of pathetic, basically a dark room, a table with a bowl of potato chips and a punchbowl of grape-flavored punch, and some Depeche Mode blasting on someone’s borrowed stereo set up. A dozen people hung around in the shadows, mostly nerds and freshmen. I heard the music from upstairs as I entered the dorm, and decided to follow the THIS WAY TO FUN posters down into the basement. One glance at the place was enough to decide me I had better things to do on this Friday night at my college, but then a second glance alit on Cassandra, standing by herself to the side, looking at the “party” with a disdainful expression which was similar to mine.

She was a short, petite gal with long ginger red hair, a very pretty freckled face, a nice curvy bust, and skinny hips and legs. I had seen her around before, but had never had a chance to talk to her.

More than physical [MF] [one night stand]

*(Writer’s note: Loooong story. So, if you wanna skip to the action, go to line 3. First time writing erotica, so I hope it’s not shit.)*

Another night out on the town. By myself.

Fuck, I feel like a pathetic loser for not at least inviting my friends, even if they are all married. Who’s to say they wouldn’t want to take a night out on the town, hm?

Oh well. My loss, I suppose. I’ll just hop over to the bar for a drink or two, then head on out.

At least, that’s what I thought was going to happen. I walked in, took my usual spot in the couch near the entrance, and ordered the same thing I always get.

“I’ll just have a couple of Coors, please.”

Brian always seems to know what I’m getting, as he started writing down my order before I could get it out. Must come here too often, I suppose.

It’s a busier-than-usual kind of night, it seemed. I darted my eyes around the room, but try to avoid eye contact so I don’t make things awkward. Until, that is, I locked eyes with her.

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After Swim Class- (MMFF) [NSFW]

Pool Time
It was a sunny afternoon at the community college campus pool; when the topic of discussion came to oral sex, the three fresh out of high school kids looked to me for the answers to their misconceptions, because I was older, a whole 5 years older. Kimi, Mika, and Toshi had all gone to school together, and are now taking a summer class, and getting credits at the college campus pool, where they met me.

Kimi asked me what guys liked to have done to them down there, Mika gave me a funny bashful look and Toshi tried not to pay attention to Kimi’s question; it came out later he has had a crush on her throughout high school. Seeing Toshi’s discomfort I replied by asking if she had ever gone down on Toshi, or any guy for that matter. Now Toshi blushed. Kimi confessed to never seeing a penis in the flesh, let alone going down on a guy; Mika nodded with a sympathetic response. Toshi tried to brag by saying a girl has gone down on him before, but after a few minutes of badgering by the girls Toshi admitted to never have received a blowjob. I suggested for my young friends, after swim class, go back to my place to answer Kimi’s question. 

Double Teaming Tesla and Twain – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut Story [mmf] [historical] [celebrities]

Nikolai Tesla’s Laboratory, 33 South Fifth Ave., West Broadway.
March 4, 1894 4:15 p.m.

With a deep bassy throb, the portal opened for exactly 3.14 seconds, and a beautiful woman stepped through it, and into the room.

Jessica straightened up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; she then reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders.

The two men in the room watched with shock and surprise on their faces. One of them was tall, dark haired and mustachioed, with a Eastern European cast to his narrow features. He was in a white laboratory coat, with the sleeves rolled up. The other man was shorter, wider, dressed in a fine suit with a white shirt and bow tie. He had a wider face, pointed nose and big, American eyebrows and mustaches. His hair was salt and pepper, and his hands were wrapped around a beer mug.

“Gentlemen,” said Jessica in a calm, dusky voice. “I am so glad to have found you.”

Office Goodbye (MF) [NSFW] snowballing

Office Goodbye

One evening late at work you came by my office to say goodbye. You had just accepted a new job at another company. I stood up from behind my desk to give you a congratulatory hug. Our embrace turned into a full body hug, not one of those polite and prude cheek and shoulder things, but you breasts pressed firmly against my chest and my arm tightly wrapped around you holding you close.
Our eyes met in this intimate moment and then our lips met as well. We shared a deep passionate kiss, a kiss filled with all of the pent up angst and sexual desire that we mutually shared but never acted on due to our shared employer. My tongue parting your soft sweet lips and intertwining with yours. Our hands starting to migrate and explore each others body. Amusingly we both grabbed each others ass, firmly kneading and caressing.
I placed a hand on each cheek and pulled you up off the floor and held you against me as our tongues continued to dance together. I felt the dizziness and butterflies of all the fantasies and desires that I harbored for you. Our kissing and touching, your body and soul were all that I was aware of in that everlasting moment of time.
Some noise down the hallway outside my office broke our passionate connection. I freed my grip on your sumptuous rump and gently let you down to the floor. You backed away and kicked the door stop away from the door, right as someone walked by, and the door closed with a slam, as if it knew the urgency of our need for privacy. With a flick of the light switch, our only illumination came from the music player visulizer on my computer screen, on which I increased the volume.