It was a typical hot summer in a typical small midwestern town. Dust hung over the fields, stirred up by farm equipment, and drifted over the downtown area. Downtown consisting of a general store, a diner, the town hall/police station and Green’s Hardware and Feed Store where I worked. There were a handful of other small businesses filling the two blocks of Reed Street in downtown Doylesville. Continuing along Reed past the railroad tracks you reach the residential district of Doylesville, a handful of small homes and three larger properties at the west end of town. My name is Adam McKay; my family had a farm north of Reed Street. Most of the properties surrounding the town were family farms.
Category: Erotica
Putting my wife in her place
My wife(32) and I(35) had been going through a slump in our sex life. She was hardly ever in the mood for it (body confidence, kids, etc.) It created a pretty big strain in our marriage and it was making me more frustrated. I love my wife’s body and think she looks incredible. One night we had a date night (kids were gone for the weekend too) and I was told we would definitely have sex. After the date we came back home and she said she was going to get changed. She comes down in a T-shirt and panties. I tried to initiate, complimented her, was flirty but she just shut it down with an “I’m too tired I’ve had a long week.”
The ‘Garden’ Party (The Master’s want and The Maids need)
>’I haven’t been able to write in some time, due to other dedications, however I haven’t forgotten my Maid, her Master and the Mistress. These three characters are intertwined within an ever developing mystery. I am growing quite attached to the young maid and find many of my own qualities within her: the want to please, the need of attention and the turmoil when both are not returned. Within this extract the family has been invited to a garden (or not so) party by the lovely lady Eversham, although don’t think that protects our little maid from the advances of her beast like master. I hope you enjoy it and I shall endeavour to write more.’
Stepping from the stuffy carriage the maid gratefully clasped hold of the masters outstretched, gloved, hand, breathing in the fresh country air. She looked around to see her charges already picking their way up the long country path, trees bowed deeply down along the route as though accepting the duty of protecting their human charges from the rain. Their green leaves trapped the light from the autumn sun translating it’s glow into a dull hue and allowing the odd drip to fall upon their heads.
Chapter 4. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle, and ultimately became a Hotwife. Couldn’t resist the Temptation…
The tray tables were stowed. Our seatbacks were in their upright positions. Excited butterflies in my stomach whipped up as the captain announced our final descent into Cancun. Were we really here? I could hardly wait. We landed, deplaned, and headed to grab our luggage – just a small bag, as it didn’t contain many articles of clothing. As we rode in the cab to the hotel, my heart raced. My husband reached for my hand and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, looking at me with such lustful desire, that I could barely contain myself as we pulled in to the drive.
Night was beginning to fall upon us as we checked in. We decided to hurriedly change into dinner clothes and eat a quick bite at one of the hotel’s restaurants before the first night of festivities. I remember standing in the bathroom of our room, sliding into a gold dress that hugged every curve and barely covered my breasts. My husband came up behind me, held my hips in his hands, and whispered in my ear, “you look so damn sexy.” In that moment, I felt sexy. I wanted everyone to see just how this dress hardly held me in. We slipped downstairs to eat, but could scarcely focus on our meal, as beautifully clad guests walked through the lobby toward the outdoor patio area as the night began. The theme for the night was Lingerie, so our eyes were drawn to beautiful women draped in lacy negligees or tight-fitting corsets.
Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom [Mf, blackmail, rape, coercion, mindgames, noncon, office sex, secretary, abuse, power exchange, infidelity, forced, oral, perv, nonviolent, rough, sleazy, guilt, humiliation, shame, adultery]
**WARNING:** This story contains the following potential triggers:
– Nonconsensual sexual activity
– Blackmail
– Spousal infidelity
You can find many other stories that I’ve written (including a part 2 for this story) [here at Smashwords](https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/BlackScreen/?ref=BlackScreen).
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**Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom**
The room was stone-floored, uncarpeted with bare-brick walls. It was small, not much larger than a utility room in an apartment basement. There were no windows – a naked bulb hung from the ceiling, its brilliant light casting shadows in disorganised patterns on the floor and walls, the shifting dark profiles of the sparse but functional furniture. Alison was standing, her knuckles tightly gripping the back of a rustic wooden chair staring at the grainy black and white images that played on the monitor on Jack’s desk. Jack himself stood by a filing cabinet in the corner opposite the only entrance; there was no reason for him to view the images that flickered on the screen, he had seen them multiple times before.
I lost my virginity to my psychologist part 1 [milf]
I’d been bullied for a long time for my larger than average penis. This had started accelerated the past few weeks after an incident at the college locker room. This affected my grades which made my parents worried. So I decided to visit the psychologist
She opened the door and was dressed in dark stockings, sandals with low heels and pink buttoned sweater that veiled her bulging breasts. She’d thick black hair and round glasses. On her face were fresh lipstick and dimples when she smiled. “Take a seat,” she said and pointed to the armchair, “don’t be shy.”
I sat down. “What’s been troubling you,” she said while crossing her legs, “for the last couple of days?”
I blushed a little and struggled to say, “I… my classmates have been spreading rumors about me.”
She opened the window a little and unbuttoned her sweater. “Do you mind opening up to me?”
“They are spreading a rumor about the size of my penis,” I said while staring down at the floor.
She leaned over and put her hand on my thigh. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed over.”
“I don’t know. I find it a bit uncomfortable.”
Cabin Fever: After Sunrise
Feeling quite horny tonight…I think it helps the writing but you be the judge. :)
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“It’s fucking freezing out here”, you said breaking the icy silence and I laughed, following you inside. We kicked off our snowy boots and stripped off coats, hats, scarves and gloves. We were both in just long underwear – thin, body hugging attire and I hadn’t even taken the time to put on a bra so my nipples were like ice themselves. I could feel them rub against the thermal fabric and by the look on your face, you found that mesmerizing. I moved slightly and the spell broke. We each went towards the fire place to turn it on and so you accidentally body-checked me and I fell sideways onto the large and thankfully fully cushioned ottoman. I was giggling as you fussed over me, trying to apologize and triage me simultaneously. I was fine, of course, and managed to convince you so after stifling another giggle fit. “Come here”, I said looping my arms around your neck and gently pulling you on top of me. I loved feeling the length of you pressing on me and I told you so. “Oh, baby – I love feeling your body heat…I love the soft soft skin right here”, you dropped a kiss just under my ear. I moaned quietly savoring the feel of your deliciously warm soft lips as they slid like slowly melting butter all the way to my collarbone. I hit the goddamned jackpot with you and I turned my head to kiss your cheek and then your lips.
wife trains the babysitter part 5
(This is the last of the series. I’ll probably be awhile before writing again. If you have ideas for me you can comment below. As always I welcome feedback especially from the ladies)
Victoria rolled on her back and spread her arms above her and and her legs apart. She looked like she was about to make a snow angel. She whispered almost to herself, “I didn’t know it was possible to feel this good”
Sally laid beside her and propped herself up on her elbow and said, “oh it gets better. You haven’t had a cock in you yet”
Her eyes closed and she bit her lip and said, “God I want that but there’s no way I can take that right now. I’m far too sensitive every movement I made is sending chills down my body. I need a little break. ”
My heart dropped as I was dying to be inside her.
Sally took be by surprise and said, “well you seemed to really like watching me sit on
Steve’s face, do you want to be the first girl I have ever done that to?”
Getting off for a trucker
Was reflecting on an experience and created a new account to share it – I’ve wanted to share a post here for a while. This happened about 10 years ago. I was pretty inexperienced sexually, at least when it came to full-on sex (I’d fooled around a little and had definitely explored pleasuring my own body). I used to just get so horny and needy.
I was driving down the interstate, there were two lanes going in one direction. This was about mid afternoon, plenty of sunshine. It was pretty empty, so I did what I often would on long drives alone: I unbuttoned the top of my blouse and pulled-out my heavy breasts. The first release is so exhilarating! I looked down to see them pouring out of my blouse, looking swollen from sticking over my bra, and admired the way the strap of my seatbelt fell right between them. It made me so wet.
I looked to the left across the grass median to see the drivers headed in the opposite direction. I knew they couldn’t see me, but I imagined one or two would look across the way and see my milky breasts on display. Did they know I was smiling at them?
Almost Fisted: A Sexual First and I Fucking Loved It!
It just kind of happened. You know, almost like impromptu threesomes or foursomes that begin innocently enough. Your friends come over, you have some drinks and enjoy the new hot tub, someone comments on your bikini top, or hers, and then your cleavage, or hers, and the next thing you know you’re making out with your friend, or her husband, and it just escalates into a full-blown swapping session of orgasmic bliss.
That’s how my almost fisting event happened. [And here is](https://medium.com/sexual-compass/almost-fisted-6bbf83ab1555) how it finished!