The morning sun was beating down, warming my body as I was in the backyard on the patio doing a yoga routine. It was already in the 90s so I was breaking a light sweat. It was quiet since everyone was in the house showering and getting ready. We still had a two hours before we were going into town for lunch and shopping so I came out to stretch and get a light workout in before showering. I was in downward facing dog as I heard the gate unlatch and swing open. I peaked through my legs and saw Bill walk in, shirtless with a pair of black shorts that stopped an inch or two above his knees. He had gone for a run and his sweaty body sparkled in the sunlight. As he strolled towards me to get to the door I dropped to me knees to get into cow pose and lowered my chest to the ground, keeping my ass straight up in the air to give him a nice view as he got closer. I was wearing a white and black spotted pair of high-waisted spandex shorts and a white sports bra. I peaked my head back and saw he was looking at me so shook my ass back and forth a bit for him and started getting wet as he bit his lower lip while staring at my ass. “Beautiful views out here, huh?” I asked. “Out of this world” he responded. I was always fairly conservative with guys in the past but I loved pushing the boundaries with him. He made me feel like no one ever has before and I didn’t feel ashamed at all by making myself a sex object for him. “I need to get inside before I do something that will get me in trouble” he says. I raised my torso up, now kneeling on the ground. “Where’s the fun in that?” I respond as I give him a wink. As he continues toward the door I can’t help myself but check him out. His muscular legs, defined arms and back cause me to get even more wet.
Category: eroticliterature
I just had the best helpdesk ticket… [M/F 20s] [librarian] [masturbation, vibrator, groping, handjob] [60 minute SLA]
We don’t get many helpdesk calls from the library offices. No surprise really, as the people there tend to be more tech-savvy. When they do call in, it tends to be a problem that requires real effort to solve. Which is why I’m annoyed that Erik assigned this one to me, “What the fuck, boss? You know I’m trying to get outta here.”
“It’s not me, Wes,” he shrugs, “They asked for you by name. Said you helped them last time. Same thing again.”
I frown, that couldn’t be — I’ve avoided any real work for weeks. “Who’s it who’s asking? Who’s–” I look at the request form, “–Leslie?”
“That’s that blonde girl, the new one. Research department maybe? Just get your lazy ass up and go over there. You won’t mind, she’s hot.”
“Can’t say shit like that anymore, boss,” chimes in Felicia, not bothering to look up from her screen, “But it’s true, Wes, she’s hot as fuck. If you don’t want the ticket, I’ll take it.” Felicia’s into girls, all the time likes to remind people of this.
The New Neighbor chapter 3 [M35/F33] [penetration] [cheating] [oral]
With Christmas fast approaching, the weather was getting colder, it was starting to snow, and Bryan, Amanda’s husband, had decided that he wasn’t going to travel for work during the holidays, throwing a damper in our plans to try to get together every Monday. We had started to text each other, and she would keep me company while I worked, her naughty side coming out in the texts. I couldn’t convince her to send any pictures, but the words flowed free of what she wanted to do.
The week before Christmas, my wife and her sister took our kids out to do some last-minute Christmas shopping, leaving me at home for a bit. After getting a snack, I sat down on the couch, turned on an episode of Yellowstone, and settled down to watch it. I was a few minutes into the episode when my doorbell went off, and I heard a light knock at the turn. I paused the TV, walked to the door, and opened it to see Amanda standing there. She was bundled up in a black winter jacket, black pants, and had on a pink beanie with her blonde hair hanging out of it. She had a gift in her hand that she offered out to me after I opened the door.
The 7th day of Christmas: 7 days swimming pt1 [MF20+][cons][exhibitionism][outdoors][mutual masturbation][oral][dual POV]
DAY 1 INGRID
Steam drifts off from the water, coiling its way up around my bare legs. Standing on the edge of the jetty, I clutch my robe tightly against my goose pimpled body, as I warily eye up the clear, tranquil water. When I had booked the cabin for Christmas plenty of people had left reviews saying that they enjoyed skinny dipping in the springs, and that the locals didn’t mind, but I’m not so sure. It’s not something I usually do. But then I have bee trying to get out of my comfort zone since Adam broke up with me. That’s the whole point of spending Christmas alone this year.
The path that runs past the springs looks deserted. I haven’t seen anyone pass by all day, and I’m starting to think no one will. It’s too cold. Taking a deep breath I shrug off my robe onto the bare wooden boards and slip off my flip flops. I am now completely naked. The combination of cold, icy air and the steam wafting from the spring makes my bare skin tingle.
Sixth Circle – Vol. 1 [MFF][Supernatural Fiction][Long][18+]
We all shuffled forward another few steps. That I should be in this queue at all was an insult to my lord, but They were entirely unlikely to address the insult. She counted on that, I was sure.
Poggle cast it’s gaze about nervously at my heel. The impish little freak that served as my thrall seldom left our domain with me, but even it’s miserable company was better than my own. The skittish wretch had assuredly noticed that I wasn’t garbed as the rest of the parishioners were, lacking the loose brown hood and robe that the thousand other waiting beings wore.
I wasn’t here as one of them though, so I didn’t see any need to don the supplicant’s dress; this evident difference was surely the sole contributing factor in my exclusion from the idle chatter and gossip that others around me partook in.
“Nearly a hundred years I’ve stood in this infernal line, at least!” squelched one near me his compatriot.
“How would you even know that, you thrice damned fool?” she retorted. They fell to fits of giggling. To find humor in the apparent lack of time in this place is about as banal an excuse for conversation I could possibly imagine. Might as well talk about the weather.
When My Wife is Away [m42/f42][open marriage][hotwife]
It’s hard to explain the vast array of feelings that overcome me when my wife goes on a date. When she is gone, they range from being slightly comfortable with the situation to utter despair.
When she is home, it’s a euphoric rush of love, ecstacy, and a strong sense of subconscious, unyielding connection. It doesn’t go away until she leaves again, and returns the second she walks in the door. Repeat cycle.
When the mood and my schedule suits, I like to watch her get ready for a date. I like to lay in bed and talk to her while she preps herself. Brushing her hair, putting on a sexy bra, cleaning her mouth…just so she can get it dirty. Sometimes I’ll stand at the threshold of the shower and watch her bathe. Watching her shave her lady parts so some other guy can take advantage of her freshly shaved pussy is a weird feeling in and of itself. I get jealous seeing her spend so much time on her body, knowing that she’s about to give it to someone else. She claims she does the same for me, but I don’t believe her.
My [F29] Boss [M52] and I: Sex at first sight Part II [age gap][dirty talk][oral]
“Dubai. Really? You’re sending me to Dubai on such short notice?” I cross my arms and tilt my head expectantly. Adam just sighs and throws up his hands. I had hoped for other demands when he’d called me into his office earlier. “Customer demanded to have a face-to-face meeting with two consultants. You and Jonas seem like a good fit.”
“And the customer just happened to have decided yesterday that he wants to meet tomorrow?” Adam runs his hand through his dark hair and despite my annoyance, I can’t help but notice how sexy the movement is. “I realize that it is quite short notice.”
“Really,” I say dryly, then lift an eyebrow and put on a cheeky smile. “Any way I can bribe you into sending someone else?”He bites his lip and lowers his gaze to my mouth. It’s late in the evening and Adam and I are the only ones left on our floor. “I have a few ideas in mind but I’m afraid there’s no getting out of this trip for you.”
Any writers looking for a plot or want to try something new?
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Forbidden Love; part 2 (M28/F27) [Cheating] [Oral, Sex, Pool] [F POV]
I rollover and look at the clock, 3:15 AM it reads. I’ve been tossing and turning the last two hours, unable to sleep. Since the crazy sex Bill and I had two days ago we’ve acted like nothing ever happened. While we haven’t been avoiding each other, things have been so busy we haven’t really been away from the group by ourselves and I’ve hated it. I don’t know how he’s been feeling but I can’t get the thought of how his hands caressed my whole body and how strong of an orgasm he gave me. I roll out of bed and quietly walk to the kitchen to get some water. Realistically I don’t need to be quiet because everyone was up until 2am drinking so they’re all drunkenly passed out right now. The tile floor is chilled underneath my bare feet. I open the fridge and the cold air instantly causes goosebumps all over my arms and legs. I drink a bottle of water and start to head back to my room. As I’m passing the patio I notice the pool lights are on. “Of course nobody remembers to shut them off” I quietly say. I slide the patio door open and the cool ocean breeze feels amazing as it brushes past my body. The great thing about staying on a tropical island is that a pair of booty shorts and a tank top are the perfect attire at night. I lean over the balcony ledge to make sure nobody is passed out in the pool and there he is. Bill is leaned up against the edge of the pool with his arms spread onto the concrete ground. The light glistens off his muscular arms and I immediately catch myself getting wet and butterflies in my stomach. I turn and walk back inside the house and tiptoe down the stairs, taking my time to make the least amount of noise as possible. I don’t want to risk waking anybody up right now. I open the door to the backyard and stepped outside.
A Home For Christmas Pt. 3/3 [M24/f24, light BDSM, romance, roommates-to-lovers, female receiving oral, penetration, kinda slow burn, long]
“Sorry, I… I just thought you… you’d want more,” she whispered.
“But you’re tired, Emery,” Luca stated.
“Yeah, I most certainly am,” she said, chuckling and already feeling her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier again.
She had a hard time staying awake.
“So sleep,” Luca said.
He really was controlling in bed, she thought, although she didn’t think he had meant it in that way.
The last thing Emery felt before she fell asleep was how he placed her hand back on his stomach and his own on the back of her head.
“Hey sleepyhead,” Luca said, when Emery finally began to move her body again.
She grunted and stretched her arms.
“How long was I out for?” she asked.
“About half an hour.”
She made a vague sound.
“And you said, I wouldn’t be able to help with the lack of sleep,” he continued and her body squirmed, when he pricked her waist.
“Have some mercy,” she groaned, trying to push his hands away from her, eyes still shut closed.
“I’m afraid, I’m not particularly known for that,” he replied.