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A Stalker. A Slut. A Parking Lot. A Plan. [M/F, CNC, D/s, Knifeplay, Choking, Oral, Aftercare, Second-Person POV]

You wore pink eyeshadow, as instructed.

You were sitting–legs crossed, revealing just a hint of thigh beneath your short, pleated skirt–at a table alone, stirring your latte? tea? something. I watched you carefully from across the cafe, flipping absent-mindedly through East of Eden. Of course I couldn’t focus on Steinbeck right now. But I caught you looking. The flicker of recognition as you saw the book I held close to my face.

You got up to leave, sashaying now in a flirtatious manner as you set your oversized mug on the counter. A skirt so tight I could see the individual curve of each ass cheek. I could imagine my hand slipping beneath your hemline and groping your plump flesh.

The sun was peeking barely above the horizon as I followed you out the cafe and down the sidewalk. It was bustling–a crowded downtown strip on a Thursday night–but it’d be quiet where we were going. Destination: a parking garage next to the courthouse. After 5 PM it was deserted and far from the bars and cafes of West Third. A silly place to park if you were going to Cafe Mocha. Read more »

Our First FFM session

Hello guys couple here.We are new couple exploring our fantasies and we’ve done some crazy things also. So we’ve decided to write it down and share our experience with everyone.This is Nila.Today I am gonna share my POV of our first FFM session. Read more »

My Ducts Get Cleaned [M40/F30/M30][light BDSM][Threesome][cheating]

## My Ducts Get Cleaned [M40/F30/M30][light BDSM][Threesome][cheating]

Spring bloomed early this year and outside our little suburban house, the trees began to shed their pollen. Walking down the street had become an exercise in controlled sneezes and angry tears. I had called a company to clean out our air ducts in anticipation of Mother Nature’s plant fog and they came on a day when my wife was going to be at work. I was taking allergy medicine with my coffee when the doorbell rang.

I met the younger looking couple in matching jumpsuits at the door. Behind them, I could see a green film already on my car windshield. “Come in, come in,” I said.

“I’m Manny, and this is my wife Debra.” The man was taller than me by a few inches, dark brown hair, and broad shoulders. He carried two large cases of equipment and asked where the basement stairs were, lugging one case as I opened the cellar door.

Debra was a good deal shorter, blue eyes under bangs of auburn hair tied in a ponytail. Despite wearing the loose jumpsuit, she had curves that sparked my imagination which only got more lewd when she bent over to pick up the other case. What was I thinking? “I’m going to start upstairs with the vents, alright?” Read more »

She Just Can’t Help Herself PT 4

“What took you so long?” Your brother teasingly asks sounding almost annoyed. “Shit… did he… hear me?” You think to yourself nervously. You confidently smile and answer “I’m sorry I didn’t realize I live to serve you my dear brother” looking at him seductively yet playfully while you say this. “I’ll make sure you’re never left waiting for me again, how would you like to punish me?” You jokingly tease. Making a pouty face and batting your eyes you lean in on him and hand him his drink. Just as you start to think that you’re doing too much you notice his eyes dart down then straight back up to your eyes.

You look down and notice he has a clear view down your shirt. You admire your own tits for a brief moment with how nice they look in this bra being pushed together. “Oh shit…” You say as you use your free hand to push your shirt up to cover yourself. “I’m your fucking sister you pervert, are you perving on me AGAIN big brother?” You tease with a mischievous grin stretching ear to ear. His face is so red you can’t help but laugh at him. He looks so flustered and cute like this. “Oh my God…” as he face palms himself. “It’s kind of hard not to look when you shove them in my fucking face.” An embarrassed sigh comes from his frustration. Read more »

She Just Can’t Help Herself PT 3

Fast forward a few days… nothing eventful has happened. You still can’t get it out of your head. You’ve been trying to work through how you feel but instead almost always end up relentlessly fucking yourself thinking about your brother. “You’re a sick girl” you think to yourself as you get wet to just the thought, but you’re already too deep and have let yourself succumb to desire. It turns you on even more knowing how wrong this is, and putting yourself on blast for being a pervert makes your pussy tingle every time… You need a plan… You need a way for this to progress… It’s been days and you’ve done nothing but gotten hornier this whole time. Your pussy aches to have the release you’ve been fantasizing about so bad your clit swells for little to no reason and you know there’s only one person who can help you with that.

You have to devise another plan to move things along for your dirty little perverted cunt to get some relief. Read more »

Golden Shower Party!! PT. 1 [ff] [oral] [facefucking] [piss]

My friend Suzie was the most vanilla girl on the planet. Missionary sex and then some snuggles and she was good Every. Single. Time.

“Don’t you want MORE?” I asked. “I mean. My boyfriend held me down yesterday and throat fucked me until my own face was just covered in spit!”

She grimaced.

“Okay, fine. Fine. Maybe that’s too much for you.”

“Hey,” she said, resenting that comment.

“Well,” I said. “I mean it’s … kinda true, babe. You’re VA-NILL-AHHH.”

She smirked. That bitch knew it was true.

“But like, what about kinks. Fetishes? You’ve gotta have SOMETHING? Everyone has a kink.”

“I donno,” she said, fidgeting nervously in her seat.

My eyes grew wider. All that fidgeting. Her eyes were darting back and forth. She had a fetish. She had a kink! And I was going to find out what it was.

“C’mon, if you can tell anyone, it’d be ME! Your sluttiest friend! I LIVE for kink shit! Spill it!”

“Okay but … you won’t judge me, right?”

Now I was the one resenting a comment. Read more »

My fantasy about a sexy librarian became true: (PART 1) [MF]

Let me tell you a secret: the only reason I come to the library every day is him.

He’s not just good-looking or sexy, he’s drop-dead gorgeous with the perfect amount of muscle.

His eyes are a mesmerizing moss-green, and when they meet mine, I can feel my heart race.

I won’t pretend I wasn’t admiring him before, but now that he’s looking at me, I can’t help the pulse that hits my core.

I bite my lip hard to contain the moan that’s about to escape me.

This isn’t the first time he’s caught me checking him out, but I just can’t resist him.

I imagine him between my thighs, and I squeeze them together, feeling the wetness gather.

I want him so badly that I decide to take action. Today is the day I fuck the librarian.

I gather myself, adjust my skirt and top, and with my head held high, I walk towards him with purpose.

He looks shocked as I approach, almost as if he can’t believe I’m making a move. Read more »

I took away the virginity of my boy bestfriend.

I have this guy friend who’s a virgin.

I’ve known him forever, and he’s always been a bit of a challenge for me.

You see, I’m a sex-positive, overactive libido-having kind of person, and he’s never really acted on his desires.

But that doesn’t stop me from teasing him mercilessly, just for kicks.

One day, we were sitting in the mall parking lot.

I had just eaten a pot brownie, and things were starting to get a little crazy.

I could see him eyeing me up and down, and I knew it was time to turn up the heat.

So, I started squirming around in my seat, lifting my dress, running my hands over my thighs, and biting my lip.

I was practically begging for it.

He was getting more and more flustered by the second, but he still wouldn’t make a move.

So, I decided to take matters into my own hands (literally).

I reached down and started rubbing his crotch, giving him the kind of attention he’d been craving for years. Read more »

THE REPAYMENT. A woman found a novel and pleasurable way to repay her debt.

John has known Anne for many years and they were friends who knew each other through work. John at age 45 is a successful businessman who owns a construction company while Anne, age 35 works as a sales executive for a company supplying materials to John’s company. One day Anne borrowed $6000 from John to cover some emergency needs. She promised to pay him back after 6 months but one year had passed and she still couldn’t repay it. John was getting impatient and kept pestering her to pay back. Anne was getting desperate. Her expected commissions and bonuses did not come through due to a slowdown in the economy and she was continually short of money although she would like to settle her debt.

After a long and acrimonious lecture from John which left her in tears, she promised to pay $1000 in a month’s time. When the time came she could only spare $300 which she scrapped up mainly by saving on food. They met at a coffee bar in a shopping complex. When she told John the amount, he was sneering and disdainful.

“Only $300? So how many years are you going to take to pay me back? I should charge you interest!” Read more »

Rokjesdag [age gap] [F18 M50]

All characters in my stories are 18+. English isn’t my first langue so I’m sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes and I Appreciate any feedback on my writing both in the comments or a chat. This is the setup for a new story I’ve played a few times in my head now. Let me know if you think I should keep it going with a part 2.

Growing up in the Netherlands I (Hannah 18) had grown up with the Dutch concept of “Rokjesdag” (skirt day). This is the first warm and sunny spring day in the Netherlands in which girls and woman wore short skirts. While my mom is a conservative Christian Vietnamese mom, I found myself to be old enough to make my own choices. So, I was very excited to participate in the tradition. While my mom still did not allow me to have short skirts, I was lucky enough I could stash one at my friend Wendy’s (18) house. So when I woke up early in the morning and saw it was going to be sunny and over 17 degrees outside, I punt on a pair of pantyhose underneath my jeans and left home extra early so I could change at Wendy’s before first period. Read more »