Whoregust2021 Challenge. Day one – Turned On.

Challenging myself to create a character and a short piece of writing based on colloquial terms for being horny. šŸ˜‚ The full calendar is on my page if anyone’s interested.

He tore at the packaging knowing exactly what was inside. He had been tracking its courier since he was first notified it had left the warehouse.

ā€œShe’s Beautiful!ā€ He exclaimed upon seeing his very real looking sex doll. He pulled her free of her plastic wrap and threw her onto his bed. An instruction manual was stuck to her face which he carefully removed to reveal her perfect and surprisingly realistic facial features. He skimmed through the booklet noticing just a few words on each page. It described how she had come ā€œfully chargedā€ and that their were ten settings that ranged from ā€˜Internally vibrate’ to ā€˜Full body realism’ . He turned her on using her remote and spun the dial to ten without reading any further. Within a few minutes she had moved into a sitting position as he sat in wide eyed amazement.

ā€œHello, I am Dolly, I am happy to meet you.ā€ He grabbed the manual and turned to the personalize settings. He had to repeat a list of words to activate her.

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Your Hot Co-worker Pt. 1

“you’re late, again” your boss says as you clock in 10 minutes late, “for the third time this week, seriously?”

“sorry, my bad. The train just wasn’t on time.”

“it’s always the train, riiight. Well since you can’t manage to be on time, you have to help Monica clean the back room.”

“wait, what? that things a mess.”

“maybe don’t be late and you won’t have shitty assignments.” she says as she walks away.

You make your way to the locker room, and then the back where you see Monica bent over trying to pick up a box. Her slender ass looks like a perfect peach in the black dress that she is wearing and you immediately regret not jerking off before work as you start to feel your dick rub up against your jeans. “Hey Monica, let me help you with that,” rushing over to her side to help her with the box.

“you got stuck back here too?” She asks while you carry the box to the end of the room.

“yep, all because trains can never run on time”

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Working from home…

i was feeling quite cat like, i’d found a warm spot in the sun and curled up with my laptop to work. i’m drawn to the october sun, it’s less about heat and more about warmth. it takes it’s time, easing into me layer by layer until i’m engulfed by it, until it’s worked its way through my hair to my scalp, through my sweater to my t-shirt to my shoulders, through my socks to my toes. i suddenly realize that considerable time has passed, and i’ve long stopped thinking about the spreadsheet on the laptop in front of me. i slowly set down my laptop on the floor and stretch out full on the couch.

you, by contrast, are sitting at the table, working. I know i should be good. i know i shouldn’t distract you. but one look at you and i can feel my insides start to smolder. i need to send a spark your way… I take off my sweater. no response from you… your fingers don’t even slow on the keyboard… and now i’m thinking about your fingers and i want them touching me… i remove a sock and lob it over to the table where you’re sitting, but it falls short. i take off the other one and lob it past the first to land on your keyboard. you glance at me out of the corner of your eye, brush the sock away and return to your typing…

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Another Late Dinner

ā€œHoney, I’m home.ā€ Robert called from the front door. He’d worked another exhausting day at the office and was ready to have a nice homemade meal with his family.
ā€œI’m just in the kitchen, Rob.ā€ His wife, Suzy, replied. Robert hung up his coat and entered the kitchen to see his wife putting the chicken in the oven.
ā€œOh. You’ve only just started cooking the chicken?ā€ Robert asked before kissing his wife on the cheek.
Suzy smiled, ā€œYeah, I’m really sorry. I got caught up with the chores and forgot to put it in earlier. It’ll be a while.ā€ She rubbed him on the back before heading for the hallway. ā€œI’m really sore from all the chores, dear. I’m going to rest for a while.ā€
Robert sighed as she disappeared up the stairs. Oh well. He’d just watch some TV while he waited.

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The Education of a Bisexual Man: Module BI 101: Fundamentals of Dicksucking [MM]

This is intended to be the start of a long-running series about the sexual awakening and resultant escapades of a Bisexual man. The kind of sex being depicted in each post will be different, as I will be exploring the way that being Bisexual affects your entire sex life. So there will be MM, MF, MMF, MFF, MMFF++ (i.e. orgy) scenes as the series goes on. This is the opener which is about the first gay sexual experience of the protagonist. This is all made up and is totally fictional, if informed by my own experiences as a sexually promiscuous bisexual man. The setting will be vaguely US, not sure if I’ll ever specify a city it’s based in.

# BI 101: Fundamentals of Dicksucking

Anamika my Wife- A real story

Hey Guys,

I am a lucky husband of a gorgeous & hot woman. I have had many kinks for last 12 years and always wanted to explore these kinks without limits. We are married for 17 years. She is 38 and I am 42 though we look far young for our ages. We are currently based in Pune though we originally belong to North India.

My wife Anamika is a gorgeous woman with sexy curvy body with a mouth watering figure of 36C -32-38, height of 5ft -4inch and 65 KG weight with weight at right places. She is very friendly, talkative, easygoing, caring, kinky and innocent woman.

She comes from a very reputed and high class family and have had a conservative upbringing however she is a heady mix of modern outlook, conservative thinking, a devoted wife and also have kinks like PDA and sex in public. She drunks whiskey, rum, Wine or any other good alcohol. She smokes when in good mood and good company.

I had discussed about my cuckold tendencies with her in 2015 and she was startled, pleasantly surprised and shocked that such a thing exists where husband can enjoy his wife with other men. It was like fiction to her. She was so horny and enjoyed these fantasies while love making.

(29F) fucked and filled in public boat house

I found myself on my knees in a public boat house getting a throat full of cock. Followed by getting bent over a picnic table and pumped full of a hot load all while I had a hand over my mouth to keep me quiet!

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A room with a view

Hi everyone. This is another story I wrote for my wife. Thanks to all who liked and read my first post. Hope you enjoy this one too!

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The green dot focuses on me, watching my every move. There’s nothing else to look at; I’m in a small room, cleared of any furniture, and blankets on the ground for my comfort. There’s my pink vibrator, and the camera.

I am completely naked. I feel completely exposed. This is not being streamed, but will be watched later by my husband, possibly many times. Possibly while he pleasures himself to it. The thought sends a shiver through me. I will make this good. He will forget about porn. I will outperform them all.

I get on my knees and spread them a bit, then I glide my hands down from the top of my head, slowly over the nape of my neck, over my shoulders. I close my eyes and enjoy the tingling sensation. I don’t do this often enough. My skin is smooth and soft, and my hands delicately caress my small, perky breasts. I open my eyes and look into the camera as I pinch my nipples and let out a small groan.

Me, My Wife, and the Yoga Instructor [MFF] [Long/Detailed]

Katie and I were on vacation, celebrating our anniversary. We booked our stay in a very upscale and adult’s only boutique resort. We had done beach yoga each morning for the last week and the instructor was phenomenal. She would lead the small group, which sometimes only consisted of me and Katie, through a gentle yoga progression. What I appreciated most about her was the way she calmly instructed us to change positions. Her voice was soft and soothing. Due to the looming thunderstorm, she offered us a private yoga session in our room.

I opened the door to and greeted her. With three yoga mats under one arm, she reached her free arm out for a hug.

ā€œGood morning, Jasmine! Thank you so much for offering a private session,ā€ I said, welcoming her into the living room of our hotel suite. Jasmine was about 5’8 tall and in incredible shape. Her dark hair was accented with light streaks of grey that clearly did not bother her. She had big bright and vibrant brown eyes and a comforting smile. Her body was toned as a result of her near constant yoga practice.

The Tutor (Part 7)

Mindy stood in the shower, letting the water beat down on her skin. Somehow she went from a dry spell to an orgy in a matter of a couple days. She wasn’t sure what she awakened in herself or how long it would last, but she was going to enjoy it. She also knew that if she didn’t set rules, things might get out of hand and ruin what was going on.

She got out of the shower, dried off, put on a t-shirt, pink thong, and shorts, and went to the kitchen. Lillian was sitting on the couch, still not wearing anything, with her hair wet and her legs spread.

Mindy saw the display, told the men to go shower, and told Lillian ā€œPlease put some clothes on. We don’t eat at my table naked.ā€

Lillian got up, put her sundress back on and asked Owen for his car keys. Lillian walked outside and then came back with a small knapsack. Lillian opened it up, grabbed a black lacy thong, and put it on.