Fucking My Best Friend’s Dad, Leaving my Panties in the Library

One minute I was in orgasmic bliss, my eyes rolled back, my body arched, and the next I was being whisked across the room. He told me to scoop up my clothes, and I certainly did. What the fuck was about to happen? Bra check, panties check. Cheerleader top; got it! Shoes and skirt? Still on. Phew, ok, I have everything. He pushed me under his desk and held a finger to his mouth. So authoritative. So controlling. So hot! He got his clothes on in a hurry, sat down, and finished the zip of his fly just in the nick of time.

I was curled up. My back pressed again the solid oak front plate of the desk. My knees were tucked into my body, pressing on my tits. My nipples were still hard. I clasped my hands around the front of my knees and pulled myself into an even tighter ball. My breathing had slowed from the intense fucking, but my heart raced on, anxious and afraid. Afraid of being caught.

Threesome with your best friend, part 3! Finale [MFF]

“Anybody need another drink?” I panted, sweat dripping from my hair when I laughed. I got up and left you two in the bedroom. I heard the shower turn on while I was still gathering glasses and the bottle of tequila we had abandoned. I brought the drink set back into the bedroom and put it all on our nightstand before I joined you in the bathroom. Our large shower didn’t have a curtain or door, it was open to the rest of the tiled room. That let me sneak up behind Amy and reach between her legs from behind, feeling her body heat on my palm as she moaned. I played with her soft lips and kissed you as she pressed herself against the cold tile wall, needing the support.

“You got another one in you?” You joked, taking my shaft in your hand to jerk me off under the warm water. I mimicked your motions on me with my hand while I fingered Amy, making her legs shake. “You should wash each other since you’re both being so dirty.” You suggested with a seductive voice. I pulled my hand from between her thighs, dragging my finger out of her pussy and up her crack, brushing over her asshole. She whimpered as she felt me tease her. I pulled her away from the wall and she turned to face me. Her face was red with heat, only turned on more by my foreplay.

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Threesome with your best friend, part 2! [MFF]

“A couch now, a futon in college, lets do this in bed for once.” Amy requested between kissing. You smiled and agreed, being the first to get up and head to our bedroom. I walked behind both of you, wanting to take the chance to admire Amy’s naked ass. What she lacked in her bust she made up for in her hips and ass. I playfully smacked it as I followed you both onto our bed. I sat up against the headboard and stroked myself as I watched Amy kiss you before you broke away to go to the closet. You emerged after few moments with something I had seen in our box of toys, but never used on you.

“You still have it??” Amy exclaimed in excitement over the long pink dildo you brought back. You both giggled as you remembered all of the fun times you had with it as roommates. Both of your pussy’s were soaked before your hands ever started touching them. You dragged the tip of the dildo up your wet lips before you pushed it inside of yourself, moaning as it felt it penetrate you. You worked it into yourself a few more inches as Amy and I watched, both of us touching ourselves to you. My dick was fully erect again and precum dribbled out of my tip as I looked at you masturbating. I could hear how wet Amy was as she fingered herself until she couldn’t help it anymore.

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Laila’s Training, Chapter Two: The Arrangement [Mf][Dom/sub][Dirty Talk][Setup Chapter][Hypnosis]

An hour later, the two sat in silence on opposite ends of Laila’s bed. Not looking at one another aside from an occasional glance, and not saying a word. Neither had changed or re-dressed. The cum had long since dried, leaving smeared stains across clothes and skin alike.

Caiman was at a loss. Every time he could think of anything to say, the words froze in his throat. Just looking at her after that had become a strenuous task. Granted, part of that could’ve been from the lack of clothes. With every glance, his eyes were called to shift elsewhere. The temptation to let them linger on those places was powerful, and he caught himself from staring too long at her softened length on multiple occasions. Not something easily done.

He’d not touched her at all during the impromptu nap. Even on the few occasions he attempted to wriggle out from under her. Attempts that were ended when Laila wrapped her arms around his chest.
Of course, that didn’t change anything. Laila had rushed off him the minute she woke up, probably from the memory of what happened to make her pass out. She’d climbed onto the bed, but didn’t tell him to leave. As a result, Caiman had gotten up too. His spot was a good distance away from Laila, well out of arm’s reach for either of them.

The Fantasy’s and you [M4F]

I’d be lying if I acted like I was ready to “let you go”. Fuck that, I’m just not gonna ready yet. The truth and fact is, I’m not even close to letting you go. You are on my mind so often. You’re in my dreams, I mean fuck! You’re also in my heart.

I love the fuck out of you. I know you feel the same.

So in a moment of truth, and lustful inspiration. Here’s a list of the ways I fantasize about you.

1. I think about your legs wrapped around my waist guiding me deeper into you.

2. tasting you as you squirt all over my face.

3. I think about licking every inch of you.

4. The sounds of your orgasms

5. Feeling the pulsations of your pussy around my dick.

6. Your moans of pleasure. Especially when I want to get myself off quickly.

7. You saying my name as you beg me to fuck you harder, deeper.

8. My dick in your mouth

9. Licking your asshole with my figures teasing your beautiful pussy.

Sex with my(35) drunk wife(31)

My wife and I had an anniversary a couple of weeks back. We’d had a great day trip and had come back home for the evening. The kids were away at their grandparents house so we could have some alone time. Our sex life hasn’t been amazing lately and she’s definitely been in a slump with a mood of not really wanting it. That night though it seemed like we actually would. We’d watched one of her favorite shows and she had polished off a bottle of wine mainly by herself. Before I know it, she is sound asleep on the couch. I was mad, I figured this was just another case of her not wanting to have sex again. I left her in the couch and proceeded to bed. As I laid in bed though, I realized how much I wanted it.

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Ginger Surpise

(A kiss and tell true story)

A few years back I had just exited my first ltr after a long divorce. Started as a FWB during last year of my divorce and lasted almost a year and a half. While we had plenty of wild adventures , I hadn’t really had my true post divorce slut phase, and boy did I make up for it.

It was a wild many months of dating, hookups and wild sexy fun. I was enjoying myself and meeting some amazing women.

One night in particular I was way more sexed up then normal. I was invited to a private party at a new revitalized part of the city. It was an industry event but this was way fancier then a bbq and free beer under a tent. They had a proper guest list and you were not getting in without being on it. My name was there, verified with a ID and i as escorted to a large elevator. When it opened I was greeting by an amazing party scene. My goal in my head was simple, make a new friend.

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The Equipment Manager S01E02 (college, m/m, dubcon, handjob)

“You’re barely eating, are you feeling alright?” My mom was hovering, standing next to my chair, hand on a hip, staring concernedly at the waffle on my plate. I hadn’t taken more than two bites, if that and she’d noticed.

“Yeah, Mom, I’m fine,” I said unconvincingly, taking a third, small bite. “I just uh… third day jitters?” Of course, it being the third day of classes had literally nothing to do at all with my loss of appetite. No, instead, I simply couldn’t get the previous evening out of my head: Tom, nude, standing right in front of me, my mouth around his cock, sucking and not doing an especially great job of it. If I thought about it, I could still taste his cum, and feel the warm stickiness of it sliding down my throat. Even all of that wasn’t the main problem, but rather, my reaction, or lack of one. What I mean is, I hadn’t hated it. I can’t say that I liked it, especially, being forced more or less to go down on a guy, but it wasn’t the repulsive act I thought it would be. That was what occupied my mind the next morning.

The Lamia and the Wolf [werewolf] [vampire] [noncon] [impregnation] [femdom]

Hello r/Erotica! I’m a relatively new smut writer who’s hoping to write a werewolf themed quadrilogy. [I posted my first story on literotica last month, and am eager to share](https://www.literotica.com/s/the-lamia-and-the-wolf).

It’s a bit ghastly, but not excessively so for a noncon story, at least ime. It’s sort of a maledom story wrapped inside a femdom one, set in a fantastical setting with a female vampire and male werewolf as the characters. If that kind of smut burrito sounds like your thing, I’d love to hear what you think!

Using My Cheating Husband as a FuckToy!

After fucking the stranger in his hotel room, tasting his cum, swallowing it, letting him use and violate me in ways I’ve yearned for, while my husband was at home doing who knows what to his fat little side chick with her fucking ugly yellow panties, I went home. Of course, as a flight attendant, it took longer than just a jaunt across town. I found this stranger in another city, an airport hotel, far from home. Being in my profession, I could cheat on my husband whenever I wanted, but I never had. Not until a few days ago. And that was after finding his mistress’s panties in my fucking laundry room. I am angry, can you tell?

My revenge sex was hot. At least there was that. My husband hadn’t fucked me like that in months. Maybe that’s how long he’s been hammering his new girl, who knows. I want to catch them. I want to walk in on them and see what she does to him, what he does to her. It wouldn’t be a shock now. The shock was finding her undies. Again, in my fucking laundry room! So what did I do when I got home? I fucked his brains out.

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