Dad fucks the babysitter [M/F][>18][cheating][hate fuck]

“The babysitter! Really, James, the fucking babysitter! You fucked the fucking babysitter! How fucking unoriginal! You ruined our fucking marriage with a cliche. You fucking asshole.” 

She was right, and James knew it. The banality of the Dad fucks the Babysitter trope was not lost on him. He and Kiera had even joked about it, and looking back that joke may have been the seed that this whole sordid situation sprang from. And boy was it ever sprung, Kiera was pregnant, disowned by her own family for consorting with a married man. Allison, who had discovered the affair because James was not very clever when it came to be being dishonest, was irreconcilably angry, and rightly so. It was a mess. 

“Where did you fuck her?”

“Everywhere.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Mouth, vagina, ass, everywhere.”

“Fuck you James, I meant where in the fucking house! You fucked her in the ass? Is it because I won’t do that, because I won’t let you do that to me, is that why?”

“Allison, it’s not like that, I…”

Mali’s descent into depravity Part One [FMf] [MFdom] [fsub] [mature]

A lot can change in a month. Just a few weeks ago sex had been something of a once a week or fortnight affair with her husband of 25 years, an hour or so of love-making late at night.. intense, fun and often tinged with kink and submission. But this was something Freya hadn’t ever imagined or anticipated – a woman stood before her, stripped naked, blindfolded and utterly vulnerable, waiting to be used however she saw fit.

The journey to this pivotal moment had started a few weeks ago when a devastated Mali had called asking to come round one wet, winter evening, her relationship having just abruptly ended after discovering the man she had loved, trusted and worshipped had been living a lie… unbeknownst to her, dividing his time between her and the mother of his youngest child – a women he claimed to have long since left.

18+ My Girl Gift, III

We’re in the car driving to the next town further up the highway. I still can’t believe it as I’m checking the rearview mirror making sure that I wasn’t followed as the road behind me was pitch black. And ‘she’ was just sitting in car seat, next to me as I put the radio to a ‘Pop Top 40’ type music station as we get closer to the town on the highway. I guess out of nerves she didn’t sleep. And I can only imagine the trip she must have taken to get here? I’m sure it exactly wasn’t First class on the old Queen Mary, either. I pull over to a Golden Arches that was still open. I go through the drive thru line. I had no idea that it was as late as it was? I just basically order up some burgers & fries combo meals with fruit punch drinks rather than colas because I would imagine too much solid foods and fizzy colas, too soon might be a shock on her system, especially if she really hadn’t eaten in hours or days?

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My Personal Fantasy

I sighed as I sat my hands next to me on the piano bench, stretching my back. An audible groan released from my mouth, as the torturous sound of all the wrong notes I played echoed through my mind. “C’mon Nate, this is just plain trash…” I muttered to myself as I shut my eyes. Life as a freshman at conservatory was not what I had expected. I thought I would fall in even deeper love with music. And sure, maybe I did at that point, but the expectation of performing consistently spiked my stress levels to an excruciating high degree. Even more so towards the end of that semester.

With the final examinations just a little under a month away, the usual traffic in the practice rooms had increased. During the day, the trumpet majors seemed to be playing even louder, the violins played even faster. And, of course, the frantic fingers of piano players could be heard even through the thickness of the practice room doors.

Sniffing Her

There was a guy in her building that she thought was really hot. She seemed to see him a lot in the lobby and every now and then on the elevators. She was trying to think of a way to hook up with him since she had been single now for a few months now.

Then one day she saw him reading in a lounge chair in the lobby, so she took a seat across from him. She is not an extrovert, so this was difficult, she sat and stared when she thought he wasn’t looking. He was hot, tall, long dark hair, and a full beard.

He got up and walked toward her and said “I saw you looking”. Embarrassed now she blushed and her cheeks must have been beet red.

“Can I smell you?” he asked. She didnt know what to say. what did he mean? her perfume. She just smiled and replied “sure”.

She was totally taken aback when he got down on his knees and stuck his head in her crotch. She wore jeans today. And he literally sniffed her crotch. She was like, she didnt know what to do or say and it was just a few seconds and then when she was about to push him away he got up.

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Story – Relationship with my son (Son’s Version).

Story – Relationship with my son (Son’s Version).

This time I will tell a story about my mother, to maintain the privacy of my family I will only use the names associated with the shared family bond, for example, in the case of referring to my mother I will simply call her mother or mom. My mother is a very beautiful woman with white skin, beautiful eyes, has the most sensual breasts that my eyes have seen and accompanied by a very well pronounced hips and buttocks, she professionally studied medicine and today continues to practice as a doctor in the hospital of the city, my relationship with her began to make incestuous and let’s say step to the next level when I was 19 years old just turned. This whole situation was escalating and increasing the level since I was a teenager and in this story I plan to explain as descriptively as possible everything that happened.

[C] Asuna’s Dungeon [M/F] [Rape] [Spanking]

[Features: Rape, Spanking, Asuna from SAO, after Alfheim.]

It was a good day in Aincrad today. I looked up at the beautiful sky. A beautiful blue, with only a few clouds. The wind was blowing today and the First Floor seemed more peaceful than usual today. It was a little annoying that Kirito hadn’t shown up yet though.

‘Sorry Asuna! Going to be a little late to log in, finishing up some touches on Yui’s body. We’ll all meet up with you soon!’

And everyone else seemed to have similar excuses for running late.

‘I had to check the new blacksmithing ‘tutorial’ they posted online first! I’ll be right there afterwards!’

‘Had to help my Grandma today with some groceries, I’ll be running late.’

‘I’m helping daddy with the last touches on my body mommy! See you soon!’

‘Bar took some extra time to close up. I’ll be an extra 30 minutes.’

‘Setting up a new headset after Kirito *broke* my last one!’

Coach and his sprinting girls [Part 1]

Hi I’m Kevin, I’m 35 years old, I’ve been sprinting competitively since I was about the age of 5 or 6. I think I first became interested in physio therapy when I was in my teenage years. Since sprinting is such an intense sport I had to learn to look after myself, especially since I was really starting to take my competitions more seriously. Whilst I was always good at sprinting I never made it far enough to make a career out of it, so in my twenties I decided to go to college to study sports science and then went on to get my degree for physio therapy.

Thats how I started off my interview for becoming the physio therapist for my local college’s varsity teams. However, due to my experience in sprinting after about 6 months of working as a physio they made me the women’s sprinting coach. They were struggling to find a new coach but they could find other physios pretty easily. I still did a certain amount of physio for the teams but really only when the other physio who was a women was very busy.

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Momtrepreneur part 2.2

Yeah, I said. You like that, don’t you baby? You like me playing with those big, full balls of yours.
Aarggghhh, he cried out. That feels too good!
What? I asked this with a feigned innocence and a glint in my eye. I’m not doing anything….
Oh fuucckk. Fuck! That’s too fucking good!
I could tell he was losing control. I had him exactly where I liked to have men. Urgent, and not able to resist the feeling I was giving them. I knew now that Jack would be back, that once he’d felt this feeling he wouldn’t be able to resist it.
I kept working his balls and grinding my pussy onto him. I saw his expression change again, and his balls begin to go taut. It was nearly the time to go off the script. I needed a certain reaction from him to really make the video capture something worth watching, and letting him in on that secret would ruin the moment.
Oh yeah, I said, cum in me, baby. Cum in my married fucking pussy you young stud!
Ugh. Aarrgghh! Fuck!
I felt him flooding into me. The moment was now:
Yes baby, cum in me! Make me pregnant! Fucking breed me!
I saw his eyes widen in surprise.
Wait, what? No!
Yes baby, keep fucking me. Put all that delicious sperm right in deep! Give me a baby!
I felt him try to pull away but I wrapped my legs around him.
Stay inside me, baby! I don’t want any of your cum to leak out!
He didn’t realize I was teasing him, and the look on his face would really make the video popular. Hell, I might even use it as the thumbnail, I thought to myself.
I pulled on his balls a bit more as he writhed to escape my embrace.
Easy now, I said, just wait right where you are. I want it all in there…
Fuck. You fucking bitch!
His expression was the perfect mixture of incredulity and despair. Yes, this would make great porn. Eventually I released him and he fell back, chest still heaving.
You’re not really gonna get pregnant, are you?
I laughed at him. Jack, honey, that was one hell of a video we just made. Don’t worry about whether or not it was fictional, just look forward to the next time we make one.
What do you mean, then next time?
Well, I winked at him, I can’t get more pregnant if we repeat this again, can I?
You’re one fucking crazy milf, he said.
Yes, I responded, and you loved it. You’ll be back, I promise you.
He looked me in the eye, then turned and started to dress himself.
When will you put the video up?
Just editing it now, I said. It will be up before you get home. If it’s popular we can do a few more. Either way, I’ll call you when I need another fucking like that. Now get home, your mother might be worried….
More to come…

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Momtrepreneur part 2.1

I grabbed my camera from the desk and adjusted the bedside lamps to get the perfect lighting for the scene I had in mind.
Jack fidgeted in the corner, his eyes never leaving me
OK, I said, I’m going to call the scene “Young stud fucks hot milf RAW and cums inside”. The punters go mad for simple titles like that. We don’t need to set the scene, either. We just need to get right into the action.
He looked nervous, but he obeyed when I explained the blocking and the camera angle I wanted. He stood beside the bed in his boxer shorts, and I sidled across the mattress in skimpy black lingerie on my hands and knees. I grabbed at his bulge and bit his abs.
You’re delicious, I cooed. Would you like to try some milf pussy?
He nodded.
Good boy. I have a feeling you’re going to make me a very happy milf.
I pulled his hardening cock from his shorts and ran my tongue up the length of it, feeling the veins slide under my tongue.
You’re much harder than my husband gets.
I turn to face the camera as I say that, knowing that will drive the cucks in my audience wild with lust.
I begin sucking him and playing with his balls. He grabs the back of my hair and starts working himself deeper into my throat until his balls are resting on my chin. I look over at the camera and wink, then I pull myself back and catch my breath.
OK, now you hold the camera and film some POV shots of me sucking you.
Hell yeah, he replies and picks up the Canon.
I look straight into the camera and kiss the tip of his cock, then start swirling my tongue around it.
You like that? The cadence of my voice is almost innocent.
Fuck yes, he replies, so fucking hot!
Next I take his balls in my mouth, sucking on them as I work my hand up and down his shaft. I taste his sweat and his urgency. It’s making me wet and so I pull away from him again.
Put the camera back and let’s get that dick in this wet pussy, I tell him.
Anything you say, Ma’am.
We get ourselves set for the side angle, making sure the viewer will see everything. This is the boring part of shooting porn.
If I tilt this way a bit they’ll see both my nipples and your cock going in my pussy…. You’ll need to put your arm on this side…. Maybe we should do a close up of my face when you enter me for the first time… Flex your arm more, your triceps are sexy…
Soon though, we forgot the camera was even on. He eased himself inside me and pushed one of my knees onto his shoulder and started ploughing in with long strokes of his full length. I tilted my hips so that his pelvic bone slammed my clit each time he reached full depth. It wasn’t long before I felt my climax rising.
I’m gonna cum, I said, and it came over me in a sudden wave that coursed through my body like a drug and made the breath leave my lips in a slow growl. My pussy flooded his shaft and he held himself down against my clit sending an aftershock of sweet ecstasy through me once again.
You like my young cock, don’t you slut? He almost spat the words at me and I opened my eyes and winked at him.
You’ll do, I said, but you shouldn’t think that you’re in control… I can make you finish whenever I choose to.
He smirked and started fucking me again, but I pushed him off and rolled over and arched my back at him. His hand clapped on my ass and he lined himself up, then eased inside me.
Be careful, I said breathlessly, you might drown in there.
He smirked again and started picking up his pace. The bed head began to knock against the wall rhythmically.
He reached his hand around and held my breast as it swayed in time with his thrusts, pinching my nipple in between his fingers. I looked across at the screen and saw the vision that would soon greet my followers. I had to admit, it looked amazing. The light was the perfect level and angle to shape the creases of his muscles and hold the details of my curves.
I want you to cum inside me, I yelled theatrically.
Not yet, jack responded, this pussy still needs fucking.
Yeah, I replied as I looked directly into the camera, FUCK THAT MARRIED PUSSY!
He picked up his pace and his balls slapped against my clit each time he trust. I felt myself cumming again and this time he withdrew his cock totally as I writhed around, trying desperately to get it back inside me. Then he grabbed my hips and reentered me and I felt the climax rise again and I pushed back hard against his body. His lean, muscular arms wrapped around me and pawed at my tits and traced my stomach. I dug my fingernails into his butt and felt the sweat dripping from his brow.