Back for the Summer Holidays Ch 01 – [MF][M/s][incest][mom son]teasing][seduction][mommy][mommy domme][soft femdom][good boy]

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It was the first day of the summer holidays and with the wonderful thought of having her son home, Holly leapt out of bed. She stood in front of the mirror, fully naked. She loved working out and checked her progress, quite happy that she was still quite slim for her age and her body, toned.

She ran her hands through her long black hair, which extended to just below her shoulders. Moving in close to the mirror, she examined her face, thankful that it looked a lot more rested now than it did during the busy week she just endured. Her bright blue eyes looked lively once again.

She ran her hands across each of her large breasts, grateful that they were still perky. She played with them a little, quite pleased with how they looked today. She ran her hand down over her pussy, still clean shaven from her unsuccessful date the other night.

She tidied her room up a little, picking up her work clothes from yesterday. After starting her own law firm, her days had become increasingly busy, so much so the first thing she did upon arriving home yesterday evening was take off her blouse and skirt, before putting her head down for a little nap.

Hush [M32 – F27]

When we fuck in his office we have to be silent. Not just quiet, but silent. He bites my lip when he kisses me and I stifle the cry that rises up my throat. Not more than a metre away, on the other side of the wall, the corridor is filled with a babble of voices and footsteps. Jostling university students queue up, fat and clumsy in their winter coats; a hundred file out of the adjacent lecture theatre and a hundred more wait to file in.

The door to his office is unlocked. Any one of them would only have to turn the handle and they would see us standing there, mouths pressed together.

That is why, when he bites my lip, I don’t cry out. When he puts his hands on my hips and turns me around, I turn pliantly and without protest. And then his hand is on the back of my neck and he’s pushing me down so that I’m facing the surface of his desk.

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Finding unexpected love on Dagger Point Mountain – Chapter 2/5 [M26/F21] [Outdoors exposure] [Sneaking in a hotel] [Cum dump]

[Originally posted by me here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/xr1jpm/finding_unexpected_love_on_dagger_point_mountain/)

Link to [Chapter 1 Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xiqjj8/finding_unexpected_love_on_dagger_point_mountain/)

Sarah woke up to the sun shining through the tent that she shared with Jessica and two other girls. Both her pussy and ass ached from her activities with Mark yesterday. Double trouble. Yet she regretted nothing. She remained lying in her sleeping bag even after waking up, thinking about Mark’s dick ramming her every orifice. It made her so wet and horny.

She quietly brought her hands down to her crotch to try to masturbate, but because she had to move so slowly in order to not be heard, it ended up mostly just teasing her throbbing clit. She snorted in frustration.

“Oh, so you are awake too, Sarah.” Jessica said. Then she continued in a smug voice, “You came back pretty late with Mark yesterday, did something happen?”

Sarah’s heart started beating fast. Fuck yeah, something happened. But she couldn’t tell Jessica, she wasn’t even sure herself what had happened exactly.

“Eh… No, I… Eh… I got lost and Mark had to come and find me.”

That was relatively close to the truth, she certainly had felt lost.

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A quiet drink turn’s interesting (M/F 30s)

A quiet drink that turns interesting

She was an absolute beauty of a lady. Tall, slim all the curves in all the right places and an absolute tease.

We were and still are best Friends had a strange and complicated relationship. We where neither dating or not dating but we where exclusive to one another and neither of us strayed from that.

We would often meet in the hotel bar where I worked as a bar tender and she was the reception manageress and just have a drink and a laugh and some fun.

She had a particular love of short skirts and stockings as did I. We where always more than respectful to one another and nothing would happen without mutual consent. We also had a love for living on the edge and a little public play.

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me (m30) and wife (f30) car ride with friends

If you checked my previous post, we wanted to try some public fun or thrill of getting caught.. another night we were riding with 3 friends, a couple sitting upfront and we’re in the back seat with a female friend sitting next to my wife, we had a light blanket covering us as it was a bit chilly, so i slowly reach to her tits for a min,she is C cups btw, which leads to her slowly taking them out the top as she weren’t wearing a bra, i get hard instantly then she reaches for my dick take it out my pants and begins stroking it, while our very shy friend next to us feeling something moving and keeps peeking at us, i like it and start pinching my wife nipples,she trying to hold her moans by biting her lips and squeezing her hand on my dick, stroking it faster her friend noticing her hand through the blanket stares for a second gives us a tiny smile and look away, my wife winks at me and stroke my dick more till i cum to the blanket and put my dick back in we had to remove the blanket , but her hard nipples kept showing through her top, was one excitting car ride..

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[M4F] used in the sex shop [NC]

All things considered, you actually really liked working at a sex shop. Sure it was a retail position, you made minimum wage and the hours were usually pretty awful, but you at least got to live vicariously through the people buying things. Just because your husband hadn’t fucked you since you had your child so many years ago doesnt mean you can’t think about the woman buying a whip at 3 am, or the man sheepishly buying something obviously for himself.

Still, with the hours you had to work, sometimes you’d wind up in the store all alone. This normally didn’t bother you; it was quiet, you had time to think, and few customers came in anyways. But there was always that risk, wasnt there?

The risk of a strange man boldly walking in. That man picking up restraints and using them on you instead of paying for them. He whispered to you that he was just trying out the merchandise, that if you kept a screaming he was going to hurt you. And he did, by the time you learned your lesson your ass was crosshatched with red welts. And that was before he managed to work a knotted dildo into your unused little asshole wasnt it?

Freeuse FaceFuck

It’s been a month since we started our freeuse agreement in our apartment together. You have gotten used to me pulling you this way or that to use your body for my pleasure. We even have a constant “collard” rule for when you’re up for it. 

You don’t know what gave me away this time,  as we walk by each other in the hallway. Maybe a smile I didn’t have fully hidden. Maybe my cock was showing through my gym shorts Maybe the fact I was pointedly not looking at you. Doesn’t matter, as you weren’t  fully caught by surprise as I shove you to the wall and place my hand around your neck. You ball your hands to fists and swing at me, but we both know it does no good. The fight you put up is a facade anyway, we both just enjoy the struggle. I just laugh as I shove your shorts down but let you keep your panties. Taking your shirt off was a harder task, but as I shove you to the floor, you start to give up the fight and accept your fate. It’s what you wanted anyway. You even let out a little squeal as I close the cuffs around your wrists that bind them behind your back.

Watching My Wife with Someone Else

Occasionally, my wife goes out of town for work. This was one of those times. She leaves me, for usually 4–5 days, all alone. On this particular occasion, it would be closer to two weeks. And this time, something happened, something strange, something new, and something…well…you’ll have to see for yourself.

On day ten of this particular trip, she texted me that she was going out with a group of colleagues. Of course she asked if it was okay, and of course I said yes. We trust each other completely. There’s never been a reason not to. Our sex is always hot, a bit kinky at times, and plentiful. So go! Have a good time with your people.

A few hours later, I was feeling a bit…shall we say…frisky. I have a toy, actually, I have more than a few. This one wraps around my penis, and with just the right amount of lube, it feels OH SO GOOD. I was getting myself a bit worked up, I mean it had been ten days since my last sexual encounter, and I needed something wet, something more than my hand. This would be perfect. Right around the time I was getting super aroused, but not yet playing with myself, my phone chimed. It was my wife.

I came from being throatfucked 19f

I met a man yesterday during our school’s sports game, and long story short, I was at his place before the game even ended. I went on my knees and began blowing him as soon as we got through the door. After a few minutes, I told him to fuck my face, and he immediately comprehended the mission. He pressed my head against the wall and shoved so hard in my mouth that his balls slapped my chin. While he was doing this, I began touching myself, and as soon as he began dirty talking to me, calling me a slut and a whore, I lost control and orgasmed. That was the first time something like that had ever happened. I’m not sure why feeling a guy in my mouth and being called a slut gets me so fucking horny.

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Kylee’s new toy… (F self pleasure) pt. 2

On a damp frigid night I stand in line at the gas station… I put toilet paper, AA batteries and a monster drink on the counter.

“So this stuff… and a pack of Newport boost menthol please.” I say to the cashier. He rings me up, puts it in a bag and I’m on my way home. I get there and no one is there, which is odd.

“Finally some free time…” I mumble to myself.
I load up my bowl on the side of my new bong, flick my bic and hover it over the green. A deep inhale fills the chamber with smoke. I remove the bowl and take another heavy gasp to clear it. *COUGH GHAK COUGH* At this point I’m wheezing uncontrollably and of course my phone rings.

*bzzt bzzt* Rachel again… I wait until I can breathe a little more clearly. And then answer it.

With a raspy voice still catching my breath “Hello??”

“After I finish writing this paper at the library, me and the girls are going out. Get dressed and meet us there around 10, ok?” She says.

“No thanks, I feel like shit.” I tell her.

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