The Awakening – Sister in Law. Part 6.

The night ended swiftly after that. She gave me one more glance and smile as she left the bathroom and headed to her room.

I was dying for more. I wanted to touch her so badly but I was afraid I may be pushing my luck at that point. I waited around for a little longer to see if she would come out but she never did. I decided to call it a night. Reminding myself to not be greedy. I did just get a handjob from my sister in law and it was incredible.

The next morning I woke up and it was the first thought that hit my mind. I was already rock hard. Im not sure I ever lost that boner. I did my best to act normal around Kate but it was nearly impossible. My mind was completely consumed by the thought of Ali stroking my cock. I wanted more. So much more. But I didn’t want to wait for it anymore. The tease of it was killing me and like a drug addict, now that I had gotten a taste, I was addicted for more.

Humorous excerpt from my erotica series

I’ve updated my Jada Versailles series. Ayano looks like Dave Navarro. He’s fucking hot, but will Jada notice that he’s a selfish, insensitive prick? Not yet. These two will keep having hot, nasty sex for several more chapters. Here’s a part where Ayano explains why he was called away mid-coitus.

“Yes, I know. Fine. Sergei got shot while he was protecting one of our government contacts. This guy got himself into some trouble and we felt it was in our best interest to protect him, as he has a lot of sensitive information to exchange and we will need him for a future endeavor. So, you see, nothing to do with me or you being in danger.” Ayano assured her, sitting down on the couch and taking off his shoes and socks, throwing them across the living room floor. His ink black hair was coming loose from where it was tied up behind his head. She looked at his beautiful, soulful eyes and she noticed that he didn’t look the least bit disturbed. 

“He got shot? Was it bad?” Jada asked.“It turned out to be just a flesh wound, luckily. It was some Columbian guys, they’re very proficient killers. We were worried, but he’ll recover completely.” he said, unbuttoning every button on his shirt and wandering into the kitchen for a drink. 

My [21f] first Tinder hookup [FF]

I’m 25 now and this was four years ago, but I remember the details pretty well- especially since this was my first proper fuck. My actual first time was kind of a letdown ngl, but it was ultimately the circumstance rather than the person that was disappointing. But onto the story.

I’ll call the girl Yesenia.

Her profile: Mexican, 19, lesbian, robust and athletic, a dancer, had long brown-to-blonde ombre hair, a couple of tattoos, probably 5’4” or 5’5”.

In my profile I said explicitly that I was only looking for hookups. College/life was a lot to handle at the time and seeking a relationship felt overwhelming. All I wanted was to touch and be touched- no strings attached.

After we matched we talked and flirted for a bit before she got right to the point- when was I free to go to her place? I was grateful for her forthrightness. I may look masc but I am not the suave person I sometimes wish I could be.

In preparation, I remember having to cut my nails- like, my hands were literally shaking. It’s funny to look back on how nervous I was.

College classmates

I was sitting in class one day, and it was an unusually humid spring day. There were 30 of us sitting in rows in the computer lab. Despite the air conditioning being on it was very stuffy and many of us were sweating profusely through our shirts. Which brings me to 3 beautiful girls sitting in the row in front of me.

Don’t believe anyone when they tell you that computer girls are plain Jane and awkward! No, these girls were very attractive and very confident. Very confident in their choice of bras, at least. Clearly they weren’t expecting to be so sweaty in class and had chosen to wear lace bras that morning. Nobody irl knows about my bra fetish, but they really get me going.

Anyway, I overheard one of the girls quietly asked our professor (who is also a woman) if they could take off their shirts seeing as they were already drenched. Our professor gave a soft smile and said, “Unfortunately I can’t allow that; believe me I understand. I would love to just strip to my underwear in here.”

My wife rode an 18 year old cock on vacation (M/F)(Swinging)

I am [M36] and my wife is [F38]. We got married later that most people do and agreed to keep things open sexually. We’ve done a bunch of partner swaps and have really enjoyed the freedom that brings. She and I both agree that this approach has made out relationship stronger.

A couple years ago, we went on vacation with married friends of ours to a tropical resort destination. We had played with this couple before, but never full blown sex or swap.

One night, the four of us went to dinner and followed it up with some heavy drinking. We ended up back in my wife and I’s hotel suite, and clothes started to come off. Or rather, at least some clothes started to come off. The husband of our opposite couple had easily put down the most alcohol of all of us. He told us he was going to briefly lay down on the patio furniture we had on our balcony. Within seconds, he was passed out for the night.

My wife was also in rough shape, past the point of enjoyably drunk. As the women and I stripped down for some fun, I got the vibe that my wife was not long for this encounter. She ultimately passed out.

Giving in to temptation. [M/F, Passion, first meeting]

I saw you sitting in your favorite bar, I know it’s a bit stalkerish, but I had to see you. I didn’t want to be too intruding, so I asked the bartender to send you a beer. If you recognize me great, if not, no harm done.

You were laughing with your friends when the waiter delivered your beer, you have the dimples and your eyes crinkle when you smile and laugh. You are so handsome. You started to look around the bar, before finding me, I can see your shakes as your eyes widen as you recognize me.
I just smile and raise my beer in greeting.

You say something to your friends and they all look my way, and then you put down some bills before leaving the table.
You look determined when you walk up to the bar, “we are leaving” you say, grabbing my hand, I just have time to throw some money on the bar before following you.

Tilly, The Meeting [M/F] [F/M]

” Okay so you’ll get those tasks done ASAP”. Tilly said looking at Glen

” Yep, I’ll have it done by end of today” Glen said with a fake smile.  

In this new age of video conferencing and virtual meetings, Glen found it hard to read people, to gauge their body language.  Instead he always just smiled at the camera.  Though as time had passed and the tech had become natural he had come to appreciate the advantages of this brave new world.

On call with the boss Tilly Joynot, he could stare at her cleavage all he wanted while she rabbited on, none the wiser.  Glen never class himself as a peeping tom, far from it.  But he had a thing for Indian women.  The combination of a dark tanned complexion and big breasts just stirred the storm inside him.

” Great thank you for all your hard work.” She said.

On the screen Glen could see the black strap of Tilly’s bra.  She wore a pale blue shirt.   The top 3 buttons were undone where he could take his time checking them out.  

” No worries, have a great day.”.  Glen replied again with a grin. 

Jimmy’s Bold College Day

We had a thing in College that a good-looking substitute teacher meant we had to stand up and flash our dicks, one at a time, when she turned her back to class. People would giggle & she’d turn to see what was funny so you had to be quick.

One day Jimmy stood up when it was his turn and whipped it out and started stroking. He was erect. This was new so people laughed.

When the sub turned around from writing on the chalkboard Jimmy kept going, staring right at her.

“What are you doing?”

He said, “I was looking at your ass but now it’s your tits.”

She flushed deep red and told him to stop it at once. You could tell she was flustered. So was a lot of the clsss.

He said, “Okay,” and came, shooting five big streams of cum into the aisle. A few girls sitting on the aisle squealed and moved to one side.

Miss Jenkins went pale. She tapped the box of Kleenex on her desk and told him to clean up his mess.

The Hike [M/F] (Straight Sex, Outdoors)

The Hike

Erica wanted to get out of the house. She had been hunkered down with her boyfriend Josh in their shared apartment for nearly a year and a half during the COVID-19 pandemic. As the pandemic began to subside she found herself longing for some time out in nature.

“Hey babe, let’s go hiking today,” she said as Josh was rolling out of bed.

“Hmm, maybe,” Josh replied. “I could probably use some fresh air.”

Erica pulled on her yoga pants and sports bra. Josh marveled at her figure. At 5’2″ and 130 pounds, Erica had a body sculpted by obsessive fitness at their local CrossFit gym. She was there at least four days a week doing the most brutal workouts and crushing most of the men.

Erica was a beautiful woman, naturally voluptuous. Her body was tight with muscle, and she knew she had a killer body. Thin, tan legs led up to a taut tummy that was almost cartoon-like but had all the right curves. She had a small, firm ass and an impressive protruding chest as well.

“I’m going to swing by the store and get some things for the trail. You want anything Josh?” she said.