Ok so I got on a shuttle at the airport, and it was Dallas, so this bitch was full. There weren’t many seats so I just put my stuff on the rails that hold the luggage and just found a little bar over my head to hold on to. Soon after, I learned that this absolutely gorgeous blonde woman, thin and tall (maybe 5’8” or 5’10”), yet toned and fit, who was quite a bit older than me, was sitting not even a foot away from me, and her face was like a foot or two away from my cock. A foot is not very long when regarding personal space so believe me that I had to stand as close to this woman as I did because of how fucking packed this shuttle was I stg. Anyways, I was still feeling horny from being on the plane so as the shuttle moved, and knowing this woman is so close to my cock that she could suck it, I started to get hard. My cock was twitching and it felt good, but I was also beginning to sweat because I knew that if this woman sees my bulge, which was veeery visible btw, I’m done for. I looked down to check how bad it was subtly. My cock was turned right between my jeans and skin but raging so hard that it was beginning to leave my skin and it was not a good look. As I looked down I looked at her beautiful face as well for two reasons: to see if she was looking at my cock and just to admire how hot she was because I was, in fact, horny (if not evident). Upon first glance she was facing away from me, sorta toward the front of the bus, but when I looked a little closer into her glossy blue eyes, I saw that they were pointed right. at. my. cock. She would look away for a few seconds and unlock her iPhone and scroll through the apps, turn it off, and go right back to staring. She either liked it so much or wanted to show her friends a picture that she was about to take as well! She opened the camera app, then thought to herself, while catching another glance at my now painfully erect cock, and decided not to (phew!). When it would twitch, it would move closer to her face and she couldn’t help but let out a little smile when she saw that happen. She smiled while looking at it man, I wanted to cum so bad. The shuttle ride was 5 minutes but I was so close to cumming hands free by the end of it. She got off of the shuttle, and I never saw her again. It’s been a few years since this happened but I still jerk off to the thought of cumming on this woman’s face. I could pick her beautiful face out of a lineup everyday of the week. If you guys want to imagine this scenario accurately then think of someone like gisele because the differences could be laid out on my fingers. Yeah, she was THAT hot.
Category: Erotica
Fucking a married Muslim woman in her home (m23) (f37)
I got locked out of my other Reddit, so I made a new one. Sorry I also forgot the username.
So I had been having sex with this hijabi woman for a few months now. She liked the fact I was younger and her husband never fucked her right. Since I can’t find the other posts I’ll describe her again… shes Arab, she’s about 5’10 with a thick body but not fat. The stomach wasn’t flat a little pudgy but definitely not anything bad. And her assets more than made up for it. Her bra size was possibly FF and her ass cheeks were each like to basketballs. Even bigger. Her skin was a bit olive like. She’s also 37 with long black hair. I am just an average white guy. Roughly 5’9 (yes shorter than her) and have a pretty nice toned body with nice abs. But I have nearly an 8 inch dick as well. I’m also only 23.
Naughty Bridal party part 07
Chad’s mother Laura was naked in the master bedroom, legs spread, her hands between her thighs, masturbating wantonly, pumping a 9 inch dildo in and out, her ass stuffed with a pleasing jeweled butt plug, fucking herself furiously as her fingertips were teasing her stiff clit. As she wildly pleasured herself, her mind was running the remembrance of her 2 month affair.
The neighbor’s 22 year old son Lance had come home from college for the summer, and she had been checking him out. With her husband’s lack of attention, she was sexually frustrated. Once a week, lights out, missionary position was not even close to how much she needed. Lance was a well built hunk, and the ideas of what that well built body could do to her pushed her beyond the forbidden nature, if anything, it just made it even more tantalizing. She called him up, invited him over and didn’t even try to play coy. When she’d led him to the bedroom and stripped naked, Lance had been surprised and revved up, he noticed that she was in great shape, she was 5’9”, and had been able to keep her weight at 135 pounds. Nice perky nipples atop a 34D chest, that was more than good enough for him. Great curves, a nest of blonde pubic hair between her legs, and a fantastic ass. She’d gasped and mewled with need when he stripped down, and his 9 inch lance rose. He eagerly lay back at her suggestion, she wanted to ride that pole.
I’m a rainmaker [F28] [mild BDSM]
>Pre-note, skip if you want the juicy stuff:
I have been in non-monogamous relationships since 2014. Am now 35, married, swinger and I like to write. Most of the stories are my experiences, wherever I can I’ll try to alter them to make them better. And maybe I get inspired to write about my fantasies.
**Setting**: I met a Dom at a munch with whom it clicked very well. This was our fourth and last encounter because he found a monogamous girlfriend after this. It was a good night and it’s a long story. You can find the story of the 3rd encounter here: [My Dom is getting more stern with me](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iril9q/my_dom_is_getting_more_stern_with_me_spanking_and/)
I come in and we start off just talking on the couch. After a while he says: “You’re wearing too much, take everything off except for any lingerie you’re wearing.” Of course I comply and I’m allowed to sit on the couch again. But he directs me to lie with my head in his lap because he wants to talk about the fact that he met someone which could go somewhere further and it could mean that we’d have to stop our evenings. The idea makes me sad, but I care about him and I want him to be happy and I can’t give him a girlfriend. I’m just his submissive.
Husband and Wife after a long week
It’s been a long week at work for the wife and I. Between her getting bombarded by last-minute deadlines and me having to deal with people not knowing how to properly plan, we’ve both been coming home and acting on autopilot to get through the evenings of taking care of the kids and dinner. As I am turning onto our street I notice my mom’s car turning out. I think nothing of it. After I pull into the garage, I turn the car off and let out a big sigh. “At least it’s Friday night so tomorrow I can spend time with the family.”
I close the door behind me as I enter the house I am greeted by the dog but notice no other sounds. No children playing, no cartoons or video games blaring from the tv, just the dog panting. I come up the stairs and look around. The house is eerily empty. “Honey? Where are the boys?” Suddenly a scent in the air tickles my nose. I think to myself “She didn’t put perfume on this morning.” I enter our bedroom and find my wife laying on our bed, laying on her side facing away from me with the sheet tightly wrapped around her body.
I walk in and sit on our bed and take my shoes off. I stretch out and lay on my bed and turn towards my love and she’s looking back at me with a sly smile on her face. “The kids aren’t here. We have the house to ourselves” she says.
Suddenly I notice that I can see the contours of her breasts and her nipples peeking through the sheets. I come to the realization that if she’s wearing anything, it’s very, very little. I roll onto my side and give her a kiss on the lips, then our mouths open oir tongues tease each other. When I start moving closer she stops me. “Not yet. We’ve both worked hard days and we’ll need to freshen up first.” She slides the sheet off revealing her naked skin. She notices the buldge in my pants start to grow and gives me a guilty grin. She slides out of bed and saunters over to the bathroom, swaying her hips and she moves, knowing that my eyes are stalking her. She looks over her shoulder and gets in the shower.
I quickly remove my clothes and join her. The water is hot against our skin. I come up from behind her and wrap my arms around her waist and start kissing her neck. She moves into me, feeling my cock get hard as it’s pressed between our bodies. I move my hands up and grab her soaked breasts, and tease her hard nipples in between my fingers. “Now now now sir. We aren’t starting in the shower” she whispers. “We are in here to get clean dirty man.” We lather up each others bodies, making sure leave no skin untouched. Then we grab the showerhead and rinse each other off, first me, then her. As I am rinsing her off I switch the showerhead to the pulse. I move it around her shoulder blades and back, letting it massage her tired muscles. Then I turn her around, and move the water down between her legs. I move my other hand and spread her lips, letting the pulsating water hit her clit. She lets out a little moan and tells me to stop. I switch the showerhead back to normal and put it back and turn off the water. We step out of the shower dry each other off.
We put the towel back and she grabs my hand and leads me to our bed. The cooler air in the bedroom hits our skin. Her nipples harden and our skin gets goosepimples. We lie under in our bed and pull the sheets over our now clean, naked skin. We pull our bodies together and share our warmth. Then we kiss, at first slow, but then the frustrations of the past week take over and out kisses become hard, our mouths hungrilly exploring each other. Our arms wrap around each other, and our hands are trying to pull the other closer. She rips away from my mouth and moves down my neck, sliding her tongue down my stomach. She sees my hard cock and her eyes widen. “I’m not sure how much of this I can get into my mouth, but I think I’d like to find out.” She opens her lips and slides my waiting head into her mouth. She flicks her tongue on the tip and then grabs my shaft and gives me a small, shallow stroke. I let out a deep moan, wanting her to take more. She licks down my shaft and back up, now sliding more of my member into her mouth. She starts bobbing her head up and down my shaft, her warm mouth surrounding me. I grab her head and move my hips in shallow thrusts, shoving my cock as far as I think she can take it. I feel the upcoming explosion start to build, and I stop. She sees my head is ready to pop, so she teases it a little with her tongues. She slides her mouth back up my body and she kisses me deeply.
I roll her over into her back, and slide my lips down her neck, nibbling and sucking right where her neck and shoulders meet. She pushes my head into her. I pull away and move down to her waiting tits. I grab one and run my tongue around her hard nipple. I flick it with my tongue. Then I put it in my mouth and start nibbling it, while my other hand grabs her other breast. Her body is reacting to every touch. I slide my hand down from her breats and in between her legs. I feel the warmth coming out of her pussy, just waiting to be touched, to be fingered, to be entered. I slide my finger in her lips and start playing with her clit. My wife takes a quick breath. Then I slide my finger inside her wetness. I can tell her body is waiting for me, waiting to be joined. I slide my finger in and out of her, feeling that I wasn’t the only one needing this. I remove my fingers and start kissing down her belly. I spread her thigs and kiss her hips and inner thighs. I part her lips and put my tongue into her wetness. I shove my tongue inside and slide it to her clit. I move her clit, and she pulls my head into her trying to get me deeper. I move faster and she arches her back. “Your tongue feels amazing but I want to cum on your cock. I need it inside me. I need it now!”
I get up and remove the sheet off of us. We’re both now cover in the type of sweat you only get from sex. I sit on my knees, rubbing the tip of my dick around the outside her damp pussy, her body begging me to enter her. I slide my shaft inside of her and her pussy pulsates around it as she gasps for air. “You’re so big! I don’t know if I can handle this!” she says. I don’t move as her body adjusts to me. Then I slide in and out of her, shallow strokes, only letting a part of me inside. My thumb moves down and plays with her clit. Then I start going deeper and deeper until my balls are pushed against her body. I move my hand and now lay on top of her, licking and nibbing on her nipples, feeling her pussy tighten around my shaft. She almost cums, and I feel her grab onto my shaft with her pussy’s might. I stop because it almost make me go, but I am not ready.
I slide off of her and go to her side. I position her leg up. I enter her pussy again, but this time I can finger her clit better. I start again with only short strokes, but then slide my cock as far deep as I can, filling her. I rub her clit a little faster. Then my hips and finger go into a rhythm together. My other hand grabs her tit and squeezes it and pinches her nipple. Suddenly she is gasping, her back arches, and she starts moaning “don’t stop baby. Don’t stop. Oh please don’t stop!” Then her pussy explodes, juices pouring out of her. She is screaming “YES! YES! RIGHT THERE BABY!” and I keep thrusting and fingering. Her body convulses and quivers as her orgasm takes over. She soakes me with her juices.
“I’m glad you liked it honey, but I’m not done yet” I say as I give her a coy look. Her body is shaking as all the adrenaline runs through her veins. I get back on top, but this time I grab her ass. I thrust in and out of her, the once slightly damp hole is now a tight pool squeezing me as the aftershocks flow through her. I start moving faster and harder, feeling my own orgasm build. She screams “Fill me baby! I want that cum!” My orgasm is a bomb that finally goes off. My jizz fills her as I thrust my cock into her. I keep pumping until the pleasure becomes too much. I colapse onto her body, all of my strength gone.
We lay there, sweaty, tired, and very fulfilled. I move off of her but we cuddle next to each other. We hold each other, knowing that our love is strong, and the physical part that we just showed one another is only part of our happy story together.
The Good Friend [FWB, M20F19]
Jenna and her friend Katie sat by each other at Katie’s home listening to music playing softly in the background as they enjoyed their company and surfed on their phone. Jenna had tan skin and dark brown hair. She had a pair of C cup worthy badonkers, but she kept them cooped up in a sports bra and so most guys couldn’t tell how well she was packing. Other than that Jenna was a toned, athletic, Amazonian figured young woman with a face that looked like she was 22. In reality she was only 19.
Katie was a pale skinned and blonde haired, with streaks of vibrant purple running down her hair. She looked like she was ebbing out of some punk, goth phase of her life. She was thicker than Jenna, but didn’t have the boobs like Jenna, but flaunted them with a B cup bra and tighter shirt that really presented her goods.
Jenna giggled, and shook her head in disappointment.
“What’s up?” asked Katie.
My hot sister in law and family vacation part 4
Just a couple days had past and I got a call from Sandy. She never called me so I was surprised and excited. I answered and she told me that Roger had to travel this week to the mountains for work and his company had rented a small cabin with a pool for them. She told me it had an extra bedroom if Sally and i wanted to come and get a way for a couple of days. I checked my wife’s schedule and she was actually off and my work afforded me a very flexible schedule so I agreed. Sandy was very excited and then told me that she already asked the in laws to watch the kids for us. My mind started racing about at minimum the great sex wifey and I would have with a couple days to ourselves but with sandy there, who knew what the hell would happen.
She quickly changed the subject and asked what happened when I snuck off with Sally the other night. I was surprised by the question and bluntly told her exactly how I creampied her and made her come out with my cum trapped inside her leaking into her panties.
Rough Brother-In-Law (MM)
There’s absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for my family. Even if it means having sex with my brother-in-law.
I had never been close to my brother-in-law, he had always rubbed me the wrong way. He looked at me as if I was an insect. It reminded me of the school bullies who used to tease me and torment me. When my sister announced her divorce I confess I felt relieved. They were trying for children and had they been successful I would have to put with the bloke forever. Now I would never have to see him at Christmas again.
The problem was he refused to sign the divorce papers. He kept making excuses not to do it so my sister had to go to me and practically beg me to have a chat with him. The bloke wouldn’t enjoy having his nerdy brother-in-law interfere in his marriage. Or divorce for that matter.
Unfortunately, when Sophie batted her eyelashes at me I couldn’t help but agree to do it. I have a cold exterior but a soft interior. I called my wife and told her I would be late for dinner and rushed to his place after work. My sister texted me his address, it was a single’s apartment in a crappy neighborhood. The sun was setting and I wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible.
The lion and the lamb [dirty poem]
Moments with you are like an addiction, I cant stop craving you. I tell myself no no no, but when those hungry, animalistic eyes….so dark and deep lay upon mine, I cant help but give in to the electricity between us.
With I’m like a sweet lamb, and you’re like a lion about to pounce on your prey, luring it out of the bushes to sink your teeth into.
I
love kissing your lips, and sucking on your bottom, pulling lightly with my teeth, I love feeling your scruff against my neck as your mouth laps against my skin. Hands enlaced in my hair like like your afraid to let go.
The gentle way you tilt my head up and say the nastiest things, one wandering, possessive hand slither to my own personal waterfall, and circle gently. You breathe in the soft moan like some kind of drug.
If I could touch every part of you I would. You’re like a dip into liquid fire, and I am ablaze, burning and melting in your arms.
I plead and beg, whining for you to take me, now. Own me. Engulf me.
Please don’t leave me like this…whimpering and aching, aching for you.
Maestro
Long, elegant fingers surround my throat. A melting caress, that grows tighter, gradually, sinuously.
He knows exactly how hard to press, just shy or the line that separates discomfort from panic. When he arrives, and knows he has the attention of every cell in my body.. he leans in. His humid breathe against the delicate shell of my ear sends a minute ripple of want through me. A moment later his low murmur washes over my consciousness, my body shuddering, fighting the battle between obedience and instinct. He senses the war waging, feels the give and take between us. He knows he wields power and desire like a baton, and my mind, body, and soul are an orchestra belonging to him alone. He creates a beautiful and chaotic whirlwind before guiding our notes into a tender finale. He understands the look in my eyes for the plea it is, sets his baton down, and meets my soul in the pit.
6-14-21
17:30
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