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My Stepdad Ate My Pussy (Part 2)

So then Rod moved over to my side of the couch, firmly grabbed the side of my face and began kissing me open mouthed.

Hot damn he was an amazing kisser, way better than the boys in my grade!

With my right hand I grabbed the back of his head to smash it harder against my face, all the while occasionally stealing glances at the naked figures on the TV now engaging in some three way fucking.

I got so incredibly horny so fast that I wanted his hand to move up into my tight sweaty shorts in a bad way.

He must have been tapped into my horny thoughts because a few seconds later I felt two of his thick fingers creep under my shorts and plunge into my tight wet pussy.

For several minutes we sucked each other’s faces passionately while he fingered my pussy with his index and middle fingers and diddled my clit with his thumb.

At one point an image of him and my mom popped into my head, but I quickly blocked it. After all, she was likely in the city getting her ya-ya’s off with another dude anyway. Read more »

My Stepdad Ate My Pussy (Part 1)

It was September of 1992, and I was a tall, blossoming freshman in high school. I was newly svelte and budding in all the right places.

My trashy yet attractive mother had recently acquired her third husband – my new stepdad – Rod, whom she’d met at the Billy Ray Cyrus concert back in July.

Rod was like most of the others – he sported a dirty blonde mullet and mustache, smoked Camels and drank Keystone Light. He was tall and lean from his job at UPS and when he was off the clock he drove a 84 Camaro.

My mom definitely had a type.

I, on the other hand, had just joined the school volleyball team and was all about the bumping. I loved the sweaty after school workouts and the way those tight, polyester booty shorts hugged my firm ass. But what I enjoyed even more was the raunchy locker room talks with the girls on the team.

For instance, several of the girls bragged about getting their cherries popped, and I couldn’t get enough of their stories about losing it at amazing places like the merry-go-round at the town park, in a truck cab at the Hardee’s or, most romantically on their parents’ water beds. Read more »

Roadside [M/F]

When there was room, he pulled off to the side of the road, putting the car in park. He reclined his seat, unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, his hard cock springing out.

“Wanna come get it wet first?” he winked at her.
She leaned over to his cock, and began licking up his shaft, slowly, from the bottom to the top and back down and up again. The car shook as other vehicles passed by and there was a warm breeze coming through the windows as she was now licking and sucking at the tip of his cock.

He was breathing heavily now, hand on her head, fingers laced in her hair. She placed her mouth around his cock and bobbed her head up and down, thoroughly coating his dick with her saliva. He pushed her head down further, thrusting himself up, causing her to gag a little as his cock hit the back of her throat. Read more »

everything I wish I did differently [small scenes/ideas]

notes: this is just little ideas I came up with, I will probably add more to this post through edits but for now here’s what I have!

each separation is the start of a new idea btw.

I laid on my back like usual, we loved watching eachother, admiring our reactions, but this time was different. we hadn’t seen each other in a while and I was beginning to think all his whining about missing me was for show. till he got his hands on me. his hands dug into my hips with a tough grip. it was going to leave a bruise and I was fine with that. he sat up instead of leaning over me, he was focused on making every bit count, he looked up at me face every now and again just to start going harder into me. seeing how my reaction got bigger each time. I was close to begging, I just wanted him inside me. I want him to coat my insides with himself. I want to be his. I want to wear his marks like jewelry. my skin was an empty canvas and I wanted him to paint it all. Read more »

Huge Dildo Spitoast: Getting GF hooked on bigger cocks

My girlfriend (22) and me (24) have been together now for 3 years. For Christmas, I got her a suction cup dildo which is much bigger than me (20 cm or 8 inches while Im 14 cm) and much girthier, and she was very reluctant to try it at first because it just seemed too big. She’s always claimed she’s more than satisfied with my own size, but she rarely orgasms (about once a month). Still, she says she’s totally sexually satisfied.

However, at some point I just started using it on her while we were already having sex (I had her tied to the bed with a blindfold on) and she seemed to really enjoy it and came pretty quickly. Seeing in her in ecstasy over the much bigger cock was a huge turn on.

Afterwards, I asked her how far she thought I‘d inserted it and she pointed about half-way. In reality, she had taken it nearly up to the balls. She seemed surprised herself how far she’d taken it but I think she understood the connection between her orgasm and the size of the dildo. Read more »

Orgasm Denial (My New Obsession)

“Don’t cum until I tell you to”, I say gruffly, with the tip of my cock gently brushing your clit for the first time.

“I say when you feel pleasure” I tell you as I slide my cock inside that tight little cavity. I feel you engulf me, the warm wet space gripping my hard cock. You’re already soaking from me eating your pussy until you’ve reached the point of ecstasy, yet the words have barely left my lips before I feel you get even wetter, as if somebody has just turned the taps on full.

As we fluently cycle through various positions and tempos, swinging on a pendulum between a cosy and warm intimacy to a vicious and relentless pace where we both can’t help but scream out in pure pleasure and awe, I keep reminding you of my initial command. The louder you moan, the harder I fuck you and the more I feel your pussy getting wet..

I’ll move your body every way our souls guide. I’ll fuck you deep with a loving fire that will fill you up. I’ll touch every intimate space with a beautiful violence that will leave you dripping down my thighs. I make your body sing, the sounds you make only forcing me deeper into that gorgeous pussy. Read more »

Love Connotation

Love connotation.

What is love?
I want I ask?
I love you; I think.
Do you love me?

Wandering pondering

What is love?
Is there an afterlife for you and me?

What is love?
What is forever?
Is forever a place or time?

What is love?
Is God a he or she?
Omnipotent or impotent?
Did heshe create you for me?
Or you and me?

What is love?
Do you like tea? Or perhaps coffee?
Coffee-mate? Are we shipmates?

FIVE words to define love not a single thing.

I think of you on two occasions.
That’s day and night.

Unanswered questions nothing

Let’s see, set sail in our galaxy.
Captain my captain Picard.
Engage me please take hold order me!
Just fck me! Tickle me! Love me! I’m your slut! I’m in love! Where’s Data?

Let me kiss your feet and lips.
Let me kiss the nape of your neck.
Hold my hand through your starry skies!
You study me, my philanthropist!
Make it so!

3 words to try.
I love you!❤️💋

Getting paid for it

“What if you just paid ME?” Holly asked her husband, her eyes wide and playful.

“YOU?” he frowned thoughtfully. “But that’s…I don’t know honey, it’s kind of….” He wasn’t sure how to put it delicately to his sweet wife that he wanted to pay a hooker to do things that he didn’t feel quite right doing to his spouse. How could she understand?

It first happened when they went to Vegas together a year ago. Ads for escorts had been impossible to miss. Sean wasn’t going to mention them, but Holly had asked him – those girls looked pretty, would he ever want to buy some time with one?

Of course not, he was a happily married man, he answered correctly.

But what if it didn’t bother his wife, Holly had asked. And a whole line of questions and surprising answers had been teased out.

And the next day, he’d bought a hooker while Holly was out shopping, with her blessing. He’d worn a condom, and he fucked that poor little strumpet up the ass until her eyes were watering. He enjoyed her in positions that were really only for his benefit, watched her wince as he jammed into her pussy so deep she cramped and whimpered. He choked her on his cock until she gagged, and painted her face with his semen. Read more »

My Life as a Dream Doll – Part 1 [Femdom, BDSM, Sissification, Orgasm Control]

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**I.**

The latex body suit had been the start of everything. At least, as far as you could tell. You never knew what those first fantasies were, or when they’d started. At first, you’d been uncomfortable, uneasy with the glint in her eye, the way she pressed her lips together like she was always holding back exactly what she wanted from you.

But now…

“You are going to be such a pretty slut for me.”

The room is dark and her voice is a velvet glove, brushed across your cheek, the first sensation in a long while. You’re alarmed at the effect it has on you, the way it makes your skin prickle under black latex, the way your mouth works around the first tremor of a whimper. Read more »

Identity [Gentle MDOM]

I heard your car pull into the driveway, so I went out to meet you in the front yard. You were gathering your things and I made it to the car in time to open the car door to let you out. You stepped out gracefully, in spite of the tight, knee length skirt.

Your face was blank. A completely unreadable mask. I cocked an eyebrow and asked, “Well?”

Suddenly your face broke into a huge smile. “I got the job!” You squealed as you threw your arms around me.

Curmudgeon as I am, I couldn’t help but smile too. “Of course you did, they’d be idiots not to hire you.”

You leaned back to look me in the eye, “Not only that! They offered me 10% more than what I was going to ask for!”

I held your face in my hands. “That’s amazing. I’m so proud of you.”

You blushed a little as you said, “Thank you.”

I swiped a strand of hair out of your face and cupped your cheek with my hand. “What are you?” I asked. Read more »