My Secret Part III [M35/F40/F42] [Chastity] [Anal] [Lesbian] [Toys]

*The parts I and II are* [*over there*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy96/comments/y7w1bc/my_secret/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. I advice you to read them first. Enjoy your read.*

After arriving in the bedroom upstairs, my wife ordered me to kneel down in front of the foot end of the bed. She ordered me to stay there and watch. Watching her and my boss making out with each other. Watching two hot women fucking each other.

My wife trained me well, so I followed her order without any hesitation. Totally ignoring my urge to join them in. Totally ignoring the desire to beg them to unlock my limp and useless dick to be able to get hard again. To be able to stick him inside both of them.

At least they allowed me to watch. She could have ordered me to stare at a bedroom wall two. Only able to listen to their fucking noises. Desperately trying imagine what they were doing.

My wife and my boss wasted no time. As soon as they were on the bed, as soon as their bodies touched, they began to kiss each other. Gentle kisses to warm up. Passionate kisses soon after. While kissing, they slowly undressed each other. They freed their hot bodies from their dresses.

The Step-Daughter (over 250K reads on WattPad)

*A passionate and intimate encounter with his twenty-something step-daughter that will ultimately change everything…*
*(Originally written as a 7 part series and now available in full.).*
I tentatively put my hands on my beautiful step-daughter’s ass cheeks as she lay there. They were exposed because she was almost naked, she was wearing a thong.
I didn’t know that she even owned one.
That must be her mother’s doing.
Her succulent flesh, the weight of her curvaceous rear. It felt so delicious as it moulded to my touch.
I didn’t want to wake her but secretly I did.
The weight and the suppleness of her young and ripe ass felt so delicious in my strong hands.
I let go.
As I released they quickly collapsed back onto each other, creating a ripple across her delicate flesh, it rebounded like a physical echo.
And then, they reformed into that perfect peach.
That robust, athletic and yet tender form of her perfect and ungodly ass.
I wanted to do it again, I wanted to separate those cheeks, feel her flesh in my hand one more time.
I wanted to do it again and then pull aside that thong.
Would she wake? Would it be better or worse if she did?
I didn’t care, I had to find out…..
I leant forward and lifted the soft flesh of her cheeks again, gently at first but I couldn’t help but grope with a little pressure as my rough hands held onto her sumptuous ass.
She stirred a little, a sigh escaped from her lips as her slender but curvaceous form shifted a little to the side and she lifted her right arm from the bed before laying it back down to rest.
For a moment I thought that she would wake, I was nervous that she would, but I also ached for her to come to and delight in what had disturbed her rest.
I tentatively let go of one cheek, letting the weight gently settle upon the divine curvature of her upper thigh.
I held onto the other one and pulled it to the side opening her ass a little and revealing her thong.
The satin black material pressed tightly onto her tight little ass hole and cupped her young, juicy, succulent pussy.
I took one finger off my free hand and slowly slipped it under the material and slid it down, the thrill as the front of my finger stroked along her flesh and the underside along with the thong.
As it raised and separated I saw the cute fleshy pink of her ass hole and the rise and form of the magnificent fruit between her legs.
She stirred a little again but I was entranced. I was salivating and had to stop myself from letting a strand of drool fall from my mouth onto her exposed body.
I began to feel the swelling in my groin, feel the shift and the ache as my cock filled with blood aroused by all of it, her natural physical appeal, my sexual delight and the taboo and the risk.
I had started and now I knew that I had to see this through, no matter the result….

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Should She Clean or Live Her Dream? [M68/F38] [voyeurism/masturbation]

Notes:

-part of The Secrets of 22 Lincoln Road series

-this story is fiction

22 Lincoln Road, Apartment 7

‘Knock Knock’

There was a knock on the door. It was a little after 9 in the morning and Nadia was standing in front of Richard Anderson’s door.

That morning she had been up since 6:00 a.m.

She couldn’t sleep because of the excitement and frustration her beloved husband had caused her the night before.

She was hungry for an orgasm but she stayed unsatisfied. In her mind was projecting memories of her university days in her head and after a while she knocked again and nervously pulled her hoodie down more with her right hand to make sure that her ass was covered as she was a practicing Muslim of the so-called proper social manners.

The hoodie was quite loose, it belonged to her son Abdul Junior, which she quickly put on in the morning along with her daughter Fatima’s leggings, which was not surprising, she was the same in height to her daughter and Nadia, despite her age, looked like they were sisters.

Fixing your computer. And you

“I think there is a problem with the connection,” the IT guy says. “I might need to be here sometime.”

He is under your desk, and you have already been waiting ten minutes to get back to work. You have a ton of emails to respond to. Why do these things always happen on days when you are super busy?

He’s a good looking guy, you think as he smiles sympathetically. Nice firm ass, you notice as he returns to his work.

“Look, is there any way I can carry on working while you do that?” you ask. “I’m miles behind with my emails.”

He shrugs. “Sure. As long as you think I won’t distract you. Your email should be working fine, but you won’t be able to access any of your software packages.”

He goes back to work and you resume your seat. You’re acutely aware your skirt is short. He is facing away from you right now, but if he turns around he is going to get an eyeful of your panties.

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Love Pill – Part 16

[Part 1, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tc9pfj/love_pill_part_1/)
[2, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tcz36r/love_pill_part_2/)
[3, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/u5q4vk/love_pill_part_3/)
[4, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/ukykd8/love_pill_part_4/)
[5, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/v04w7j/love_pill_part_5/)
[6, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vbt2av/love_pill_chapter_6/)
[7, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vp12no/love_pill_part_7/)
[8, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/w5f4ag/love_pill_part_8_12/)
[9, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wgun0z/love_pill_part_9_12/)
[10, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wt6d4c/love_pill_part_10_12/)
[11, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wzv44c/love_pill_part_11/)
[12, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/x4vtac/love_pill_part_12_12/)
[13, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/xao14f/love_pill_part_13/)
[14, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/xtc8yv/love_pill_part_14_12/)
[15 ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/xzjzb7/love_pill_part_15_12/)

**Chapter 16**

“AH—MASTER!”

I groaned, looking at my sister writhing beneath me, dragging my gaze down her ridiculously fit body that was shimmering with a thin layer of sweat.

All of this felt so fucking wrong. Lucia was always this adult figure in my life, and here I was, pumping my cock in and out of her, stretching my older sister wider and wider after each merciless slam.

But the more wrong it was, the *better* it felt. Why was the forbidden fruit always the tastiest? It didn’t matter. Hell was worth the trip down if every night felt like this.

Driving another thrust into her that she took with equal fervor, Lucia let out a high-pitched gasp. Her pussy clamped shut around me, and she screamed me out.

“MASTER!”

I continued pumping my cock in and out of my older sister, enjoying the sounds of her moans, relishing the gorgeous sight of her bouncing tits as she met every brutal thrust with expertly timed sways, our back-and-forth rhythm nothing short of *perfection.*

F19 A public tinder date led to cum filled anal 3

I [F20] matched with this guy [M23] on Tinder and there was lots of horniness from the very start, the normal snapchat sex stuff, that kind of stuff. We decided to try and go on a date instead of it being just a hookup and ended up having a picnic in the park. We’d been there a while and kept flirting and touching each other as it got later. His hand eventually made its way up my skirt, going deep inside my already wet pussy whilst my hand was rubbing his cock on the outside of his jeans.

It soon got more exciting and my panties got removed as he rubbed my clit, before I went under a blanket we had with us and got to finally taste his cock, slowly teasing his tip with my tongue and wrapping my lips around his cock. As he got closer I told him I didn’t want him to cum in my mouth, and he agreed that he’d pull out when he was close. But when he actually pulled out he shifted himself further down my body and put his dick in my arse.I kept riding him, cock in my ass in the middle of the gardens until he came in me and we left with cum dripping out of my ass. We ended up being FWBs for a long time after that.

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F19 in order to get my bf to miss the soccer game, I had to fuck him instead

My then bf is an avid soccer fan, he watches all the games and hated being disturbed when he was watching it. But this meant waking up at ridiculous times to watch some of the European ones, and this really pissed me off as most of the time this woke me up as well. There was one day where I had enough of his shit, I really just wanted to sleep but I knew he was going to wake up at about 4 in the morning. So I hatched a plan. I made a move on him, flirting with him and caressing his body as I wore my sexist lingerie.

This worked, and he became very horny, I could see his member throbbing through his pajama bottoms. I worked my magic some more, teasing and playing with him to get him excited, before I finally allowed him to smash. He fucked me hard, which is what I wanted. I made sure to slow the tempo down and make sure he didn’t finish, so we went for a long while before he had to cum. My plan worked! He was shattered, didn’t wake up in the morning and we both got a really good night’s sleep.

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Let’s Go To Bed Part Two [MF 40’s] [Creampie] [Breeding]

Your posture is slouched over as I pull back from you, my cock is hard and angry looking. It’s pulsing with need. I grip the waist band of your boy shorts at each hip and pull rather quickly towards the floor. Freeing them from your body they drop to the tile. I kick your foot out with my left leg, spreading your feet just a bit more as I pull your hips back towards me. This pulls you off balance and you quickly throw both your hands on the counter pushing your forehead into the mirror leaving a smudge on the glass. I run the head of my cock between your legs spreading your wetness over the top of the engorged head of my cock. You jump slightly as it passes over your clit, sliding in between your lips. You’re still sensitive from your orgasm, I’ll try to avoid contact with your clit however I need to be inside you, now!

Let’s Go To Bed Part One [MF 40’s] [Fingering] [Female Orgasm]

For some reason I can’t post stories longer than 1k words. So here is a story with two parts. Enjoy!

It was time for bed. We both had an awful day. We were in terrible moods. The darkness of the day just hung over both of us. As we were brushing our teeth I couldn’t help but notice how sexy you looked in those sexy lace boy shorts. Your ass is thick in the perfect places, just the object I need to take my mind off a shitty day.

I need to do something to put you in the same mood. You’re a tough cookie to crack. Not always in the mood like me. Most times my advances get shot down. Tonight, I need to make it count. A simple ass grab won’t do the trick. A simple kiss on the neck just below your ear with a well timed massage of your sexy breasts may give me a shot. Sneaking up behind you, you don’t see me in the mirror until it’s too late. My lips make contact with your skin, swiping with my tongue as my hands glide up your rib cage and fully encompass your breasts. Your D sized tits fit in my manly callused hands perfectly. With a solid grasp my fingers squeeze into you, my lips leaving a wet trail up to your ear.

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Our First Date. [M30/F26][CNC/bdsm/anal]

We met online. It was still the time of a pandemic and multiple lockdowns throughout the year. I was deprived of physical touch. I hadn’t had sex in a year. I hadn’t even hugged anyone in months. Truth is, I didn’t even masturbate. Turns out, the whole “use it or lose it”-thing is actually true. As long as I didn’t touch myself, I didn’t feel the desire to. Which is weird, because usually my sex drive was pretty high.

At first he didn’t even stand out to me. But I matched with him anyway. He was pretty insistent. Once we started talking, it never really stopped. We got to know each other first, quickly moved onto flirting and eventually we got to the good stuff.

Now, there something I should tell you upfront. I’m a slut. I’m a dirty, disgusting slut. I love sex. I love it as hard, rough and dirty as possible. Of course I didn’t immediately tell him this. It might scare him away. He seemed experimental enough, but I wasn’t sure. Didn’t want to be too presumptious. Either way, he was cute enough and funny enough to have a drink with. We planned a date.