Turn around. Walk away. It’s that easy. 180 degree pivot then one foot in front of the other. But no matter what I kept telling myself my feet moved forward, closer to the cracked door that lets out a sliver of light from the inside. A motorcycle sits outside, I have no clue what kind, all I remember is the wind in my hair and the vibration between my legs when I was on it. My pussy clenches at the thought and I feel it get even wetter. I stop in front of the door and take a few deep breaths. In and out. I hear the clinking and clanging of tool to metal, and the smell of cars and grease tickles my nose. I push on the door and it swings soundlessly open. Stepping in, I wait for the right moment to shut the door and twist the lock. I turn around and lean back against the door hoping it’s coolness will calm my racing heart. You haven’t noticed, you’re still working away busy under the car. I push away from the door and walk alongside the vehicle to the front. The bottom of jeans and some shoes are all I see sticking out, lying on a creeper. Another throb between my legs. My back to the hood I straddle the creeper and lean down to grab the sides of it and slowly start pulling you out. As you take over the movement, I glide my hands up over your knees then dragging them along your thighs. I see your cock twitch in your pants and bite my lip. You slow down as I undo your belt buckle, pop the button and unzip the fly. Mmmm. A little shimmy and your pants slide down. Your cock springs up, thick and ready. I caress your balls softly and slide my fingers up your shaft, swirling them around the head. You start to move the creeper again and I hike my dress up around my waist. My blood is pumping so loud it’s all I can hear as I squat down, my pussy hovering above your mouth. I bite my lip and whimper softly. Goosebumps cover my flesh as I wait for that first touch, my pussy so wet I feel like it’s dripping. Then I feel it, the tickle of hair as it grazes my lips and I let out a moan. Then I feel your tongue as it slides up my lips, finds my clit and locks on. I’ve waited so long and I’m so worked up that seconds after your start swirling your tongue on my clit I feel the orgasm hit me. Everything tightens up as my pussy just gets wetter. Your hands quickly grasp on either side and spread my pussy wide. You release my clit and slide that marvelous tongue back down. Cum oozes from my pussy and I hear you moan before you start to lap it up. But the growl….the growl before you plunged your tongue into my wet cunt sends me over the edge again. I try to stand but you squeeze tighter and slide two fingers in my pussy. I clench around them as your mouth finds it’s way back to my throbbing nub. You start sucking it, nipping at it as your fingers work up and down inside me. My body tightens, my nipples rock hard as I start to cum again, drenching your fingers and face in my juices. I lean forward, my eyes intent on the precum oozing from your head. I suck on the head first, flicking it with my tongue, before sliding my mouth down the shaft. Cupping your balls up to my mouth so I can lick them. Then fucking my throat till I choke. Eyes watering, throat constricting till you drench it with your cum. Feeling your balls tighten as I milk every last drop. Then slowly sliding my mouth up, letting your cock drop back to your belly as I slowly push the creeper back. Once you’ve disappeared I step away, follow the path back along the car, grab my keys and leave.
Category: Erotica
The snowstorm 2
It was quite embarrassing to cum on Julias belly before she did anything. But she just shrugged it off.
“Well someone got excited.” She teased.
“Sorry.” I replied.
“It’s no big deal, so long as you get me to that point aswell I’m more than happy.” She mused.
I continued working her clit as I had before, she was moaning again. My mind was already on autopilot when the door swung open.
Gina stood in the door. “Well what have we here.” She mused in a judgemental voice. “Two horny teenagers who make inappropriate and lewd things together without inviting me? Sounds like someone’s going to be punished.” She then loughed and closed the door behind her.
I continued to work Julia’s clit as Gina also got rid of her clothes and climbed onto the bed. “Now for your punishment.” She said, turned me on my belly and pulled me down to the foot of the bed. Julia was quickly to place her vagina in front of my face.
Sheila Takes Her Man (Part 2) [shemale] [femdom] [non-consent/reluctance]
****Hi! So, I think I’m going to just go ahead and leave this sequel story here and kind of duck out for awhile. While I do have a few fans, most people are actually disgusted by the things I write, so I’m gonna do some soul searching and see if I can come back better. This story is a lot more story than erotica, but it does end with a bang. I hope some of you enjoy it. For those who don’t, I’m sorry and please know that I’m just a guy trying to clear his head and get to a better place.**********
The next morning, I woke up with a sore ass and a screaming headache. To my further dismay, Sheila was nowhere in sight.
I assumed she had left at some point but checked the driveway to be certain. Sure enough, her black SUV was gone.
I don’t know why this caused my heart to sink. The girl (shemale?) had pretty much raped me the night before.
Part of me wanted to believe it was all just a drunken nightmare, but I still acutely recalled the horror I’d felt when I realized she had a penis. Plus, I could barely walk from how she’d hollowed out my ass hole.
The Tutor (Part 3)
Mindy collected herself, made sure there was no evidence of the tryst that just took place, and walked to her car. When she sat down she couldn’t believe she let herself go like that. She had the after-taste of both salty loads in her throat and her space between her thighs was still slick. She arrived home but couldn’t remember the drive because her mind kept drifting back to the feeling of having 2 dicks separate holes at the same time. Sure, she’s used a vibrator while blowing someone, but the warmth of real skin was something different all-together.
She walked into her house, stripped, and took a shower. The hot water felt wonderful on her skin. She opened her mouth and let the water remove any remnants of the jizz she had in her mouth. She took the shower head and rinsed off the sweat and other juices on her body. Then she aimed it at her pussy and the water hit her clit just right and gave her an aftershock of ecstasy she was not ready for. Her legs shook for a second before she straightened up and put the shower head back on its holder.
(MM) A Change of Colours Pt. IV
Sweaty, our bodies where stuck together. After our intense session my lover hadn’t lost a second to roll on my exhausted body and started to cover my neck and chest in kisses, before interlocking our lips into a never ending, sensual fight for the upper hand. As we struggled to grasp for the ever fleeting satisfaction we eventually parted, drifting into a deep slumber. Dreams as sexual as the minutes before them made me feel feverish in the few lucid moments they granted me.
When the morning finally covered our huddled together bodies in it’s light, I awoke. Feeling rested like I hadn’t for weeks if not months now, every sorrow was gone. Every hint of insecurity fleeting like the colour on the leaves in the park a few blocks under Finns bedroom window. At ease, deserted by trouble I turned my head, wondering how he earned the money for this high class apartment, I found a pair of blue eyes meeting mine. Opening my mouth to speak he sealed it with a kiss. Smiling I turned around, pressing my body to his, like two spoons in a drawer. His voluminous manhood got mounted against my behind while he took me into his arms.
The Tutor (Part 4)
Owen smiled a grin ear to ear. There was no hiding the devil in those eyes. “Yes, I said ‘we’ and I meant it. Get some rest. Tomorrow I want you fully rested and ready.”
Mindy looked at him, not sure what to think. She’s always fantasized about multiple partners, but until this afternoon she never actually went through with it. With this sudden turn of events, she was scared and excited about what was to come. “Alright, but since you got to have some fun with me, you’re buying me dinner.”
Mindy got dressed is a tank top and shorts and put her red hair into a pony tail. Then they hopped in Owen’s car for a casual dinner and just talked about nothing. Afterwards went back to her place and just chilled out watching tv while sitting on opposite sides of the room. Mindy noticed Owen was on his phone texting most of the time. “Who are you talking to?”
Owen just looked up, “Oh, just a couple of friends, catching up. Just the normal stuff.” Mindy could tell something was up because she saw the bulge in Owen’s shorts. He was excited about something. She moved over the couch where Owen was sitting and tried to see who he was texting with.
Road trip
I had an adventure on Saturday. I had offered to drive a friend to Brussels to catch the Eurostar to UK, as train service from here where we live is disrupted halfway due to floods. It would have meant some buses and diverted local trains and would have taken 6 or 7 hours for a two hour journey.
One of her friends offered to come along to keep me company, and to see a bit of Brussels.
It rained a little on the way, and I discovered/re-remembered that while motorway service stations have toilets, these are quite far apart. There are picnic/rest stops along the way that are more frequent, but they have NO TOILETS.
As we approached a picnic area, friend’s friend (FF) asked if we could make a pit stop. The sign indicated picnic tables, no toilets, so I asked her if she could wait. She couldn’t. We stopped, and off she ran to find the nonexistent toilet. When she saw people coming back from behind bushes, she nearly turned back, but needs must, so she too went behind a bush.
I (29f) needed to be touched by a stranger
None of my regular fuck buddies were doing it for me. I’d been watching porn where older mature men fuck younger women and got myself all worked up.
I needed an older mans hands on me.
I joined a local adult chat room. Posted a photo of myself and soon had dozens of messages. I waited and a 60 year old man DMs me. This is it.
I explained how horny I was and what I was looking for. He was looking for something similar. I sent him the vid that had got me so worked up. He loved it.
We agreed to meet at a park 30 minutes away. I wore a sundress, no bra and some cotton panties.
At 10pm I drove there and took a self defence tool in case anything happened. I sat on the bench we agreed to meet on. My heart was pounding but it was empty in the park.
Minutes later I felt someone sitting down next to me, it was him. I was about to speak when he pushed a finger against my lips and said ‘yes or no?’ I nodded yes. My heart was racing but I was so excited.
Erotic poetry
He Kneels
He kneels before me with his arms outstretched, his palms on the floor, fingers waiting to feel the weight of my boot
He kneels
He kneels for he knows my desires, my desires to see his submission presented to me, the power exchange we both crave
He kneels
He kneels with his ankles bound, head lowered in appreciation, the back of his latex hood as beautiful as the trust we share
He kneels
He kneels with anticipation, unknowing of what I will do to him, how I will use him for my pleasure and his
He kneels
He kneels because he thirsts for it, he thirsts to show me the control he gives up, how he offers me his mind and his body
He kneels
He kneels with his arousal noticeable, growing with expectancy, while letting his mind float with lust and gratification
He kneels
He kneels for me, his ma’am, in all of his glory, making me honored to call him mine; my submissive, my partner, my slave
[Incest][Daddy/daughter][Dubcon] Giving My Virgin Daughter Magic Pills And Breeding Her: Hornification Pills 1
Today would be the day that everything changed, and I was so excited that I was already sporting a semi just from hearing Lyla walk down the stairs.
“Good morning, Daddy,” she said sweetly, walking over and wrapping her arms around my waist from behind.
I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply, both calming myself against the sensation of her tits pressing into my back, and inhaling the scent of her coconut shampoo.
“Morning, sweetie. I’m making French toast, it’s almost ready.”
I didn’t tell her that hers would have a secret ingredient, though, but I knew it was her favorite so she wouldn’t think twice about eating it, or stop to notice anything extra.
Turning around, I saw that exact magical sight that I’d been expecting to see. Every morning, Lyla, my sweet little eighteen year old daughter, would come downstairs after her shower wearing nothing but her underwear, with her robe open to show off her beautiful, tight body.