My Quick, Rough, Messy Creampie Fantasy [MF] [F35] [M40+] [Quickie] [Dirty Talk] [Choking] [Breath Play] [BDSM] [Degradation] [Forced Orgasm] [Messy Creampie] [Breeding] [Use Me]

I’m sitting on the couch, playing on my phone, I haven’t noticed that you’re staring at me with hunger in your eyes.

I want you push me down on my back, rip my pants off, thrust two fingers in to me with one hand and cover my mouth with the other.

Call me a dirty little slut when my pussy starts gushing for you.

Tell me to scream as loud as I can as you curl your fingers up to stroke my g-spot.

Tell me what a depraved little girl I am when I spread my legs wider to take you.

Force another finger in and hold them deep and still.

Make me grind on you, hump your fingers like the greedy whore I need to be.

Move your hand to my throat and squeeze – tell me that you’ll only let me breathe when I cum for you again.

Before I can catch my breath, pump your cock in to me.

Fuck me so hard and fast that I can’t manage to get a breath of air.

Gay Encounter in Mumbai

As John boarded the plane in New York, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and apprehension. He was leaving behind his familiar world and heading to a foreign country for work. He was nervous about what lay ahead, but he was also eager to explore new sights, sounds, and experiences.
After a long flight, John finally arrived in Mumbai, tired and jet-lagged. He stepped out of the airport and hailed a taxi to take him to his hotel. As he settled into the back seat, he noticed the driver’s warm smile in the rearview mirror; an older man in early 60’s. The driver greeted him in a friendly manner, and John couldn’t help but feel a little less lonely in this strange new place.
Once he sat in the taxi, he noticed the driver had a very curvy body and a huge ass. There was a very sexual, musty smell in the air. John was nervous to talk to the driver because he clearly was trying to hide a huge boner. As John started to talk to the driver, Raj, he could not contain himself anymore and asked Raj to drive to the nearest park. When they arrived to the park, John could not stand it anymore and asked Raj if he could speak English.
Raj barely knew how to say anything other than hello or Thank you, but could understand more than he could speak, so John went on to ask Raj a very awkward question. Gesturing, he asked, If I pay 100 dollars can I fuck your butt? Raj understood and felt ashamed but he needed the money for his son’s tuition and to cover an expensive life in the city. Raj answered to John, here in the park sir? John answered, yes right here, right now.
John asked Raj if he had condoms and Raj as good as he could answered, no that at his age he did not need them because there was no way to make his wife pregnant anymore. John though at that moment that he did not give a shit about condoms he was literally going to fuck the shit out of this married man. They both got out of the car and Raj was already in the grass bending over and spreading his giant ass cheeks. John could not believe his eyes. Hr had an uncontrollable erection. He had so much pre cum in his pants that you could see his crotch wet from afar.
John got behind Raj pulling his pants down and didn’t even care about lube because he was so wet already, he went on to insert his 9 inch cock and Raj was trembling, but did not even say a peep nor did he complain. John was literally in heaven, grabbing and fucking this old taxi driver. It was so primal and animalistic. John went on to cum but was so horny that he just kept on going. That fat ass felt so good with those buttcheeks bouncing back and forth. It was such a turn on for John, with Raj only doing the slightest moans and just looking back at him. There were neighbors going around the park, but when they saw what was going on, the neighbors just avoided that side of the park.
John was fascinated by this man, Raj. He had such a tight hole for such a big butt. John could only think of how he wanted to make this old man his sex slave. He went on to cum a second time. Raj’s butt was dripping with cum. John pulled out and went on to put his dick in Raj’s mouth and said to him, clean up all this shit on my cock!
They returned to the car in complete silence. John gave Raj the address of the hotel where he was going to stay. Raj asked, why couldn’t we do this at your hotel? John just replied, because it would be embarrassing. He also did not want the front desk to see him walking in with a man. They arrived at the destination and John paid him and gave him an extra tip. John went to check in and did his work, but he would never forget that day of filthy sex in a park in a random street in Mumbai.

Showing Me Off To Your Friends [MF] [M40+] [F35] [Possessive] [Teasing] [Rough] [Good Girl] [Naughty Girl] [God You’re Sexy] [Praise] [Fingering] [Handjob] [Gentle to Rough] [Taken From Behind] [You’re Mine] [Blowjob] [Aftercare] [Long(er) Story]

We’ve only been officially together for a couple of months but you were so excited for me to meet your friends. We went out to one of your favorite pubs. I decided to wear my short red dress and the new Dr. Martin boots you’d just gotten for me. I thought it’d be the perfect mix of sexy and grunge. I also decided not to wear any panties under my dress…I wonder when you’ll notice.

The pub is crowded tonight. We grab a few drinks, sit down with your friends, and enjoy a lovely evening. Your friends seem very flirty…and the more they flirt with me, the more possessive you become. You discreetly find ways for your hands to touch my body. One minute you’ll hold my hand, the next your fingers are brushing my thigh. You keep leaning in and telling me how beautiful I look tonight. I’m not going to lie, it’s turning me on. I think I might give you a little bit of a show…

Her way

I had never seen anything like it when she entered the bedroom in black lingerie and thigh high stockings.

“Wow!”, I said. “What’s the occasion?”

“Tonight we are doing things my way” she said. As she crossed the room towards me I could feel my cock start to stiffen as I admired how the lingerie complimented her sporty physique. Her perky tits pressing against the lace bounced slightly with each step.

When she reached me she wasted no time and we started making out passionately. I grabbed a handful of her tight little ass as she rammed her tongue forcefully into my mouth. I broke away from the kiss and started to target her neck and ear. My hands squeezing her breasts and finding their way slowly to her sex. She let out a moan of pleasure as I rubbed her lips through the lingerie.

“Take off your shirt”, she commanded. I did as I was told and she fell to her knees in front of me. She gave my now fully erect cock a few quick rubs through my jeans. Looking up at me she said “not yet” and as she stood back up, she ran her tongue up my abs and chest and told me to sit down.

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Night shift on an ambulance part 2

In continuation of my previous post, a couple shifts go by before she is my partner again and the day started off pretty normal. Checked the rig out, knocked out station duties, cleaned and situated the rig how I liked it, and then chilled around the station until around noon before we got our first call. At the station we really didn’t interact much so I thought maybe last time was a very amazing fluke. We respond to the call, handle our business and then finished the call, nothing out of the ordinary. I am in the passenger seat scrolling through this cam site I used to frequently watch, when she asked me what I was doing. So I showed her this chick that I was watching and she said that she was hot and that she wanted to watch too. I smiled and put my phone in the center so we could both watch and took more pleasure in the slight moans that she was making as she was grinding on her finger tips.

Disclaimer*** For the idiots out there, yes we have cameras in the cab of the rig but not in the patient compartment as that violates HIPAA.

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Becoming a substitute husband, part 1

I had been single for a year or so, and dating apps were more of an entertaining hobby than a dating tool.

Yet, I was happy when Kim messaged me. She was beautiful, albeit 15 years older than me. Mid-40s or so, a bright smile and a perfect shape.

We exchanged a couple mundane messages and decided to schedule a Skype call that night.

I was prepared for a booty call, but it quickly took an expected turn.

Kim was looking for a friend, someone to take care of her needs now that her husband has ED.

I went through many feelings: pity, sympathy and, finally, arousal.

“Do you mind if he joins us on the call?”

She stood up, made sure to show her whole body and went to get him.

He was a bit older than her, funny but shy.

“So, she told you about this… position… we’re looking to fill?”

“Yeah I know many positions to fill ‘em up.” He laughed genuinely, and she smiled.

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Chapter 50. Just drinks… for now. [Hotwife]

I get asked from time to time what I enjoy most about being a Hotwife.  There are lots of little things that make it enticing – getting dressed up, feeling sexy, butterflies from someone new, being desired, letting go in the moment… the list could go on and on.  But for me, the thrill of all that I do is only matched by the support and encouragement I get from my husband.  He is my home base for every experience.  And my latest adventure has only continued to solidify that…

I have been chatting on and off with Kevin (name changed) on Reddit for over a year.  He was one of my first followers and has always fun and kind in his interactions with me.  I typically don’t check messages that often on Reddit, as I mainly chat on my OF.  But something about Kevin’s messages always made me smile.  He would tease me in ways that made my mind spin and my panties wet.  Our conversations ranged from sports, to food, to some pretty intense sexual repartee.  Always respectful.  Never assuming.  It was very enticing and we finally decided to take things to the next level of chatting through a zoom. 

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The Night at Policewoman‘s Place [Femdom] [Masturbation] [Spanking] [Humiliation] [VOY] [Les][Fiction]

My parents were mysterious to me -more so than Big Foot or the Lochness monster if I might be frank. I never understood dad´s fixation with women like my mom, who never spoke unless spoken to, wore flowery clothes and lived just for the house, kids, and television. Not to mention, mom was flat-chested, her body looking like an ironing board she was fond so much.

I liked ladies with power, meaning three things, two of them being their jugs. The last of them was the office to command and condemn men. I remember looking for pictures of female politicians and judges, choosing photos where I could see their expensive clothes, stretched by their boobs that could feed future generations and enchant countless crowds, including desperate criminals.

When I was eighteen, I was trading most of the nude photos with a boy of the same age Eric Taylor, whose household was so different from mine, and most of the guys swore they wanted to grow up in it. Eric and his half-sister Sandy were being raised by two moms. The thin African-American Doris and Louise, Mexican lady of slightly plumper shapes. The boys in the neighborhood joked that Doris must have met her wife at an anti-immigration department because she worked as a police officer.

Dinner guest explodes for wife

This is a story based on a fantasy that I have (and yet to share w/my wife). Enjoy!

The party was winding down, we had some friends over for some food and drink. My wife was smiling and talking with everyone, making sure they had full plates and cups. I did the same, talking to the husbands and friends of friends.

One guy, Jeremy, was an interesting guy. He came with my buddy and his wife because he was vising from out of state. He was in medical sales, and often had to travel but would stay a few nights in towns where he had friends. He and I hit it off, similar sense of humor. We exchanges stories from our youth and college days, travel tales, and the like.

Jeremy has been all over, but loves Latin America and sorta gave me a “wink” as he was referring to having great times with some ladies.

“I’m really into latinas” he said.

I laughed. My wife is Latina so surely she caught his eye then.

People were heading for the doors until it was just me, my wife, and Jeremy. Jeremy chatted as he helped us clean up the place. Around midnight, he got ready to go…

Tammi and the Bully – Part 4 (MF)

[Part 3 Here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11vqirq/tammi_and_the_bully_part_3_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Tammi was always a smart person and very much aware of herself. Through the years, she had always been cognizant of the way her choices effected her life. Like that day in the university library, when she was browsing the art history section and mindlessly bumped into Jake. Looking helpless researching a topic he had very little interest in, Tammi decided that helping this otherwise clueless person would be her good deed of the day and not realizing he would become her husband. She used to look back on that day fondly, as the day that changed her life direction for the better.

Then there was the day Timmy was born. Because they had so much difficulty conceiving, her once wild and carefree nature had completely changed. Always watching and caring for the baby, even to the detriment of some of the things she held most dear in her life.

Of course, she did not forget about her past life. All the pleasant memories of her younger days: seducing all the attractive and (mostly) available men, experimenting with her teammates in the steamy showers following a big win and even exploiting her better features and abilities with a few professors when her grades were just not where she wanted them.

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