My boyfriend stops me blowing him for too long as it makes him cum instantly because I keep staring into his eyes while blowing. I go from the tip till the end of his dick very slowly making it all wet and nasty. He pushes me away so he can last longer . he says he gets too much feelings when I stare into his eyes. Is it a bad thing if I stare at him while blowing?
Category: Erotica
Breeding two white boys with my Muslim cock
Continuation of my previous post [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaycheaters/comments/v3223b/feeding_two_boys_my_muslim_cum/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) it was a week since I last fed them both my Muslim cum, they both wanted me to come around for a breeding session, how the fuck could I say no 😉
I was commando in my suit when I came around, they wanted me to wear my wedding ring too.
The older one invited me in, he was wearing only his baby pink jockstrap, his boyfriend was on all fours, face down ass up, nicely oiled and his dick caged.
The boyfriend gave me a monster blowjob, using both hands and his tongue, I used my belt to spank his boyfriends cute little ass, he begged for more and more.
The boyfriend moved my spit covered cock in his boyfriend’s hole, he was nice and tight! I made sure to stretch out his pussy, his screams were so fucking hot!
The boyfriend licked my balls and the opening of the boys holes, I came quickly in the boys hole, the boyfriend lightly squeezed my balls, you bottoms out there should try it to your tops!
The boyfriend ate the boys hole, I rested on their sofa, my cock still covered in cum and pussy juices.
My Only Fan Part 3
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/um9k2m/my_only_fan_part_1)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ux7sb9/my_only_fan_part_2)
It was a few agonizing hours after I’d made my own mother promise to video herself masturbating in my room before she came home. Remembering that I’d made her promise “Miles” she’d use my vibrator, I took it – a dildo shaped vibrator like a long red lipstick tube – from its usual hiding place inside an old shoebox buried in the back of my closet and instead put it in the bottom of my underwear drawer — literally the first place anyone would look.
I felt my heart racing as I did it and more than once heard my blood pounding in my ears as I realized I was inadvertently holding my own breath.
The hours ticked by slowly until, as per usual, I saw mom’s car pulling back in the driveway. I sat myself back down on the couch in the TV room, poured myself a glass of wine and did my best to look deeply engrossed in the episode of Law & Order SVU I’d just started.
Mindfuck Ch. 03 — [Asian] [Magic] [Cheating] [Horror]
[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/uxkffq/mindfuck_ch_01_mans_reach_exceeds_his_grasp_asian/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uzv1q5/mindfuck_ch_02_asian_magic_cheating_horror/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
It was all falling apart.
Ed had never been particularly enthusiastic about his lot in life. Sure, he was happy to be born American, to have a good education, and have a sweet, smart, pretty Chinese girlfriend who filled out a pair of pants in all the right places, but when he lay awake at night, a rough scratching at the back of his head reminded him that despite all of his good fortune, he was still just average.
Not a billionaire. Not a celebrity. Not a superhero. Not anyone whose name would be uttered or even remembered in a hundred years time. Just plain old average Ed.
Now, Ed would give anything to go back to being average.
He had been offered the superpower of every man’s dreams, the “Essence of Male Desire.” With a single thought he could project his manhood over great distances. Any woman. Any place. Any time. Any hole. Fucking his girlfriend Selena simultaneously in her ass and vagina using The Power had been the high point of Ed’s sex life. Ed had been on top of the world.
That is, until the incident at the restaurant two weeks back.
Good Girl [M/f, teasing, restraints, light CNC]
**been a while since I’ve written anything, but I was feeling particularly inspired. ;) hope you enjoy**
I know, I’ve been bad.
I’ve been teasing daddy all week. Booty shorts, sexy panties, lingerie. Truth is, I love driving him wild. I want to keep pushing him until he can’t stand it, and has to have me right then and there.
It happens so fast. One minute, I’m sitting down on daddy’s lap, and I start stroking my thigh, discreetly teasing my pussy through my shorts, wondering when he’ll notice. Next, daddy’s picked me up and is carrying me to the bedroom.
“That pussy’s mine” he growls.
He throws me down on the bed, then starts tying me up with our under-bed restraints.
Next is the blindfold.
I lay there, excitement and anxiety coursing through me in anticipation. My pussy already getting wet, imagining what he has planned.
I feel the bed move as he sits next to me.
Goosebumps forming as his lips graze my neck, my earlobe, softly planting kisses.
Time Out
“I just don’t understand how I’m going to get all this done.” Sharon said as she whizzed past her boyfriend in the kitchen of their apartment, pacing like a champion and really getting into the thick of her anxiety spiral.
“You don’t have to do any of it.” Jack said from his seat at the table, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the dark wood and taking a sip of his beer. The back and forth carried tired yet familiar tension of a discussion that’s happened dozens of times.
“Well she’s not going to be able to do it herself, and I’m not going to let her lose her car, or her house.” Sharon whirled as she said it, making another run around the table before Jack had finished his next sip.
“Your sister needs help, but that doesn’t mean doing *everything*. We can head over there this weekend, nothing is going to happen before then. You’re going to run yourself ragged. She has a husband, it’s time for him to do something.” Sharon rolled her eyes, but stopped in front of Jack and sighed. He took her hand, pulling her towards him and looking into her eyes.
Getting into the ‘Film’ industry
Being a young aspiring actor isn’t as easy as I had hoped. I left my hometown 2 years ago and moved to London, a city of wonder and expectations. I had no qualifications, no money but a dream and the willingness to do whatever it takes to get there.
I moved in with an old school friend and his university friends. They let me crash on their couch until I could find my feet. There was 3 of them in the flat, my old friend Connor, and his two uni friends Katie and Abigail. Connor was gay, and also a wanna be actor like me. He had some small experience with being an extra on some BBC dramas, but he was losing his passion for acting and had just started an office job to keep him afloat. Most of all though, he was a really nice guy and one of the most genuine people I know.
Katie was the first friend that Connor made at Uni, she was very loud, very vibrant and a little bit of a bitch. She had some doubts with me crashing at theirs for the foreseeable future, which was fair enough, but she was very welcoming when I got there. She was about 5ft 9, athletic build, with c cup breast and very rounded ass.
Another encounter I’ve had as a Master and Occultist, written from a subjects perspective (MF)
For a long time she had fantasized about being someone’s toy, but had never really thought it would be practical or being that comfortable with anyone for that matter. Then she saw an ad, one that piqued her interest. An occultist was looking for someone to do a ritual with, one that would be playing around with possession and ownership. Being curious, and having a bit of a fascination with the paranormal and occult, a message was sent.
After hearing back from him and a bit of a back and forth they agree to meet for coffee, on his behest, middle of the day, well lit and well populated. She thought apoun meeting him that it was not what she expected. He was very nondescript, casual, friendly and actually very normal. They talked about what the ritual would be, and what could be the outcome. She was not prepared for the outcome.
Can I See You In My Office? (breast play, humiliation, reluctance)
It was a constant psychological effort to keep her hands by her side as Abby lay naked on a conference room table. She wondered if her clothes were still somewhere on the floor or if she’d have to walk around naked after lunch, looking for them, carrying her melons like two stacks of confidential documents. How could she have let things get so out of hand?
“Any questions so far?” Bill asked, his hand on the nape of the new girl he had shown around the office. He had penetrated the veil of her shoulder-length, light brown hair so casually that Abby had been too shy to shy away. Simply hunching did not get the message across.
“I’m OK so far,” she stuttered, convincing herself that maybe she was the one who needed to adapt to typical, friendly, office touching. If Bill thought two minutes was an appropriate amount of time to painstakingly apply a nametag sticker on her left breast, who was she to judge the head of Human Resources on her first day.
25 [FM] Come make me jealous about my boyfriend’s ex girlfriend!
Hi everyone!
My name is Laura, 25.f.USA.
I am looking for perverted minded people who will get off on the idea of making me get suuuuper jealous to the idea of imagining my boyfriend with his ex girlfriend (or other girls. I have plenty of options, even non human options if you’re into that!)
Maybe we talk about when they were dating and what their experiences together must have been like? I like to think that on their first date, she was suuuuper reserved and innocent in her demeanor. He thought this was a girl he could instantly have meet the family. So polite and well behaved. Dressed conservatively. But then on the 2nd date, he went to her house and knocked on the door. She opened it up and yanked him in and told him, “cancel those fucking reservations and get your ass comfy, it’s going to be a LOOONG night!”
I’d love to talk about her and this situation with you so you have a good idea and then you work your magic on helping me visualize.