Her underwear was around her ankles. His hands now inside her dress holding her, she felt the cool air on her hips, bum and vulva. His naked cock hard against her, he asked again if she wanted him. ‘Yes’ she replied, her voice pleading. She felt his fingers slide between her legs, between the lips of her quivering pussy. She was drowning in excitement and the ecstasy of his touch. She opened her legs slightly feeling his warm finger tips stirring her juices rubbing her clitoris, and searching for the opening of her vagina. She pushed herself up against him as he squeezed her hip with one hand while using the other to guide his cock between her legs. He ran the tip of his penis up and down marinading the shaft in her juices. Her whole body was vibrating with desire and excitement – elevating at the touch of his naked cock against her clitoris. He moved the tip of his penis to her vagina, his cock was thick and rock hard. He intended to enter her slowly, hands on her naked hips, her dress bunched up against her back. He felt her body radiate with warmth as she pushed her hips backwards, forcing her wet, desperate pussy onto his warm hard erection.
Category: Erotica
On the Way Home (Part 1) [M&F 30s]
She had woken up to the beat of her throbbing pussy. Days like this weren’t easy, tired by the end of it she entered the train, her pussy still wailing for attention. The air conditioning was cold, she shivered – she had only worn a dress, underwear, bra and sneakers today. She felt her nipples harden in the cold air, her underwear wet with constant arousal now clung close to her body. There were no seats. ‘Of course’, she thought. Finding a handle to steady herself, she closed her eyes willing her body to stop. Her nipples rubbing against the lace of her bra with the rise and fall of her breath, felt so good. Opting not to moan loudly, she opened her eyes searching for a visual distraction.
The houses and street lights flew by in the dusk. She noticed a man staring at her, their eyes met. She looked away, but he didn’t. He was tall with brown hair, possibly around her age with sinewy arms and hands. She shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, her breasts swaying, nipples swollen with the cold, sent electric shocks of pleasure straight to her clitoris. He was still staring, she looked into his eyes again – he was gazing at her with curiosity. He was beautiful. She was an artist – she found beauty in all human physicality, and imagined sketching his figure in charcoal rubbing her fingers against the paper, shaping his contours.
Teenager in the Turkish Bath part 3
The first time Steven was over my house was when my wife was gone overnight with my daughter. He came mid day and stayed for 6 hours, all of which we spent naked. I realized that I really wanted to see this hot 18 year old with a 10 inch cock fuck my wife. I showed him pics and videos of my wife and I having sex, or her naked shots. I had some old photos of her getting fucked by a kid we used to have around. We jerked off and talked about what he would want to do to her, what I want to see, what I have seen.
I started bringing him around to help me move things or fix things or whatever. I introduced them. Told her he was a kid at the gym who needed money so I hired him to help out. I could tell she was intrigued and caught her checking him out.
That night we were fucking and I teased her about staring and she agreed he was hot. I said I bet he would fuck her. I bet SHE would fuck him. I asked, “what if he had like a 10″ cock?” And my wife said, “if he has a 10″ cock I’ll fuck him tomorrow,” not possibly realizing that it could be true.
The next night I invited him over after our daughter was asleep. My wife perked up when he arrived. She was sitting on the couch next to me and Steven stood in front of us
“Remember what you said yesterday?”
“About what?”
“Steven, drop em.”. He dropped his shorts and stood in front of my wife with his huge cock a foot from her face.
“Oh my God…..”. She slid forward to the edge of the couch, gripped his cock. Pulled him close, and started sucking. Then she stood up, Took off his shirt, and pulled him to the bedroom. I let them go alone and sat down.
After a few minutes I could hear my wife getting fucked. When I went in to watch, they were actually making love. They were kissing passionately as he went in and out of her with deep strokes. The first of her huge orgasms hit her and she did all that she could to not scream. Over and over. Finally, without a word, he paused to look my wife in her eyes. She knew what was coming and it set her off one more time when he thrust deep as he could and came inside my wife. For a full minute this teenager unloaded his cum into my fertile wife’s unprotected pussy. She kept her legs wrapped around him as he collapsed on top of her and they kissed intimately like old lovers.
When he got off of her she laid there shaking with cum dripping from her pussy in a state of shock. I replaced him and basked in the feeling of his cum in my wife as I pounded her hard and added my own. He couldn’t stay too late, so he left in a few minutes. I had given him my wife’s number and he texted that it was nice to see her again, opening a thread.
They would sext and send pics. One day later I was at work and my wife texted me that she wanted to invite Steven over right now and get fucked again. I said to go ahead. She did, and he came over to my house and fucked my wife again on our bed. He came inside her again without asking. My wife knowing she was not on any form of birth control, allowed him to cum inside her twice that day.
We had incredible sex when I got home. Same the next night, after she texted me earlier and said she wanted to invite Steven over again. She made sure he came in her pussy twice again. The third day she didn’t ask, just invited him over to fuck her and use her pussy and womb however he wants to.
The fourth day he slept in our bed overnight with my wife between us. She kissed me as he spooned her and fucked her from behind. The look in her eyes when she knew he was filling her pussy with his fertile teenage sperm was unrivaled …
That was late spring-early summer. Now it’s fall, almost October. My nearly 5-month pregnant wife is driving up to visit Steven at college this weekend. She is 20 years older than him and carrying his baby. This weekend will be about getting fucked, but also asking him what he wants to do with his son that she’s carrying. Next week is my turn to visit him
Chloe the Roommate 5 [TF/M][20s]
I woke up earlier than usual and had time for a nice breakfast before work. Last night was amazing and it almost felt like a dream. Part of me knew it was real but the other part had to make sure. I got up and put on some gym shorts and walked out of my room. What i saw surprised me but put a smile on my face
Chloe was making breakfast and humming to herself and then looked over my way and smiled, “Morning Jay!” She made her way over to me and hugged me real fast then planted a big one on my cheek.
“H..hey what’s up”
“Making us breakfast,” she made her way over to the stovetop, “I was going to bring it to you but since you’re up early we can eat it.”
“Oh nice, and the kiss?”
“I don’t know it just felt like somethi-…sorry I wont do it again”
“No no it was… Nice,” I couldn’t help but smile. I sat down on the couch and pulled the coffee table up close. We really should have a dining table if this is going to become a thing. “Hey Chloe, last night…”
Journey to 100 Women: Brian’s Sexcapades (Part 4) [M22/F26] [Virginity]
My overarching thought in that moment, aside from the relief of no longer being a virgin, was this feeling of being home. Being inside a pussy for the first time was both a completely new experience and a completely familiar one. It felt like I had done it a million times before. It just felt…natural. Once again, that primal fucking instinct.
She grabbed the back of the couch, balanced herself on her feet, and began bouncing slowly on my cock. I reached underneath her, grabbing onto that soft juicy ass again, to help her keep her balance.
I could still smell her and taste her on me, I could hear her wetness as she bounced, I could feel myself in her, wrapped up in her warmth. I was experiencing every pussy-related sensation at once. It was pussy overload.
After the bouncing, she balanced herself on her knees, and started grinding back and forth, which was a new sensation, but equally as awesome.
I directed my attention back to her fat fucking tits, squeezing them as she rode my cock.
Journey to 100 Women: Brian’s Sexcapades (Part 3) [M22/F26] [Virginity]
I got between her legs, and was now eye level with her pussy. I repeat – *I was eye level with her pussy.* The formerly kissless virgin who currently had a woman’s salvia all over his cock was about to return the favor to that same woman.
The first thing that hit me about her pussy was the smell. I will say, of all the things I love about pussy, smell is my favorite.
I obviously didn’t realize it then, but over time, I loved how different women can smell, and how different the *same* woman can smell, depending on a variety of factors. It’s her signature scent. It’s what makes her, her.
Sara’s pussy had a strong musk to it, and it smelled almost identical to an armpit. I loved it then, I love it now. And just like that, one of my many pussy-related questions had been answered. I didn’t know what *every* pussy smelled like, but I knew what Sara’s smelled like. Now, I was about to discover her taste.
Golden Shower Party PT. 3 [piss] [oral] [squirt] [throat fuck] [orgy] [bukkake]
After Suzie and I showered all of our piss and spit off each other, we sat down on the sofa and crafted an invite to everyone we thought would be interested in our piss party. We came up with about 15 names. Some of them were guys (and girls) I’d hooked up with and knew they might be interested in a Golden Shower Party.
Others were very kinky friends I knew who might be willing to participate. We thought some might even have partners, boyfriends, husbands, or fuck buddies that might want to join! In the invite, I explained that my friend Suzie was breaking out of her shell and exploring the world of kink.
For the longest time, Suzie was too shy to share her kink with partners, so she indulged in her piss fetish by herself, which, let’s be honest, is TOTALLY HOT. But … the time had come and she was eager to involve others.
In traditional ME fashion, we decided to go big or go home. Thus, the big invite. 15 people. Maybe (hopefully) more were invited to a party where we’d feature one drink: the Yellow Bird cocktail. We’d also have a hydration station to keep the guests bladders constantly full.
Journey to 100 Women: Brian’s Sexcapades (Intro)
My name is Brian, and to say I’ve lived two different lives is putting it mildly.
For the first 21 years of my life, I was a stereotypical nerdy, kissless virgin. Scrawny, shy, and zero “game” to speak of. Women might as well have been another species to me. That’s how far removed I was from interacting with them or understanding them.
When I graduated college without having so much as held a woman’s *hand,* after being told that college was “the easiest place to get laid,” I felt like a complete loser, and decided I had to make a serious change in my life, or this was gonna be my story forever.
No more staying at home, doing nothing, wasting my life. No more jerking off to porn and wondering what pussy felt like, smelled like, or tasted like. Fantasizing about what it would be like to get a blowjob, or even just to *kiss* a woman! I was gonna work on myself and find out what all those things were like, once and for all.
Sexy sleep play [mf] [somnophilia]
The voice sounds familiar but I can’t place it. It sounds far away, like an echo. Nevertheless, the words get to me. The hard thing pushing against my hole is a cock and it’s going to penetrate me. I feel my pussy gush at the thought.
As I process this, the cock begins to push itself inside me. It feels good, the way it stretches me and fills me up. I want to spread my legs further for it but I can’t so I just let myself relax and feel the way it rubs pleasantly against the nerves in my pussy.
It picks up the pace slightly, but still a slow, steady thrusting that is setting my body alight. A hand finds my breast again and rubs it, all the while the hard dick is sliding in and out of me.
“Look at you taking my cock so well,” the voice comes again, slightly closer this time. Why does it seem so familiar? Why is it so far away from me? Nevertheless, I enjoy the words, as they spark something inside my brain that brings yet more pleasure.
Sammy Seeks A Distraction [41F, 22M] [Cheating]
*I was encouraged to write a cheating tale, so here’s a classic bored housewife story. I had real writer’s block on this, so I hope you enjoy it in the end. Let me know if you did and how much.*
It was April, 6 months now since Sammy had been let go from her job of 5 years. She and her colleagues had turned up one morning to find the doors padlocked and their access revoked. It had been mere weeks after an acquisition by a larger company, and apparently someone had decided that everything they did was, all of a sudden, surplus.
At 41, having been consistently in work for 15 years, Sammy had not taken the experience of being thrust into unemployment well. While she’d sent out applications and done her best to promote her experience online, there was nothing coming back, and after a couple of months she’d fallen into a slump. Money was becoming a problem. Andy, whom she’d married 12 years ago next month, had resorted to picking up consultancy work in order to make up the discrepancy.