I entered the suite a little past 10pm. I was exhausted from a day on the lake. The photo shoot had gone well despite the Georgia heat. I walked around the frosted glass wall that divided the foyer from the rest of the penthouse to see her at the dinette with a laptop in front of her. She was furiously writing something on a yellow legal pad as she scanned the computer screen. . She was a bit disheveled to say the least. Her long brown hair was somehow perched on top of her head.
She had large glasses on and …. Is that one of my dress shirts? It was. She had on one of my perfectly pressed dress shirts on. The collar spread out to either side of her neck. Buttoned only to between her perfect breasts. Those breasts, probably the top reason she was my favorite of all the young women I’d spent time with lately. They weren’t large by any means. I guess she would be a C cup if she needed a bra. I’d never seen her wear a bra come to think of it. Every mans idea of perfect breasts is different but these were perfect to me. They felt like memory foam. Memory foam tightly wrapped in the softest flesh I had ever felt. Her nipples were so light there was barely any contrast against the rest of her skin. Her long bare legs emerging from underneath my shirt was another welcome sight.
Category: eroticliterature
(23 F Indian Muslim) UPDATE: Brother’s Friend started making moves.
Hi Guys,
This is an update to my [previous post.](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/ov8zc2/23_f_indian_muslim_got_caught_in_a_rather_short/)
My brother’s friend, ugh let’s call him Noah. As you all know, Noah saw me in my room standing dripping wet from the shower in nothing but a very short towel wrapped around my body. I thought it was pretty awkward and it was the end of story but Noah seems to be coming around now.
He had my contact details as my brother used my phone to call him before but he never texted me until now. The talk started like it normally should be maybe it was the night that did something to us that we were soon talking about that particular evening.
He was not the Noah anymore and he soon started flirting with me, even complimented my ass cheeks telling me if only the towel was shorter. I don’t usually respond to advances but I was so wet sexting with my boyfriend that I ended up playing just a bit. I got the guts to say I didn’t see anything unlike him. And to my shock he was quick enough to send a picture of him in just his boxers.
[MF] [Soft BDSM] Our first encounter
When we became acquaintances, it was because of a story she posted here. I was annoyed for the lack of continuation and we started exchanging messages that gone soon porn flavored but in no time we turned borderline, it was like a daily contest that kept me focused for months.
Fast forward, about half a year later, in a random evening when we probably had a few drinks too much, I had a weakness moment and I accepted without being asked that I need and want her. Not as most humans do, but this time it wasn’t hardcore either. I was in a lazy moment and I was imagining her laying next to my couch with some belts keeping her ankles together, her knees, and her hands close to her body. I just wanted to watch porn, to jerk off all day long, and to cum on her face, tits, and ass. So by the dawn we set the date, booked her flight and a hotel room.
On-Show Onsen part four (finale): Return to the Hot Spring [MF] [FF] (Exhibitionist/voyeur)
[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/oyvnog/onshow_onsen_part_one_spying_in_the_baths/)
[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/p0pq27/onshow_onsen_part_two_mixed_bathing/)
[Part Three](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/p21gw2/onshow_onsen_part_three_what_happens_in_the_sauna/)
We decided to be polite to the other guests and rinse off our sweat and fluids in the showers before going back outside. Tamara sat on a stool in front of me and pulled her hair around to the front so I could wash her back. There was a softer, more sensual intimacy in massaging soap into the long, non-erogenous expanse of her spine and shoulders. A quick fuck was one thing, but cleaning each other up seemed somehow more personal.
I stepped in, pressing my bare chest and still-recovering penis into the smooth slipperiness of her body, reaching my arms around her. We were so completely naked to each other, skin against skin all the way down. Under the guise of washing, I fondled her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples, ticking the areola in spirals until I felt them harden under my touch. I caressed her midsection, smearing it with soap bubbles in slow, downward strokes until I reached her thighs. I spread them – she shivered with anticipation, but I let that feeling build by taking my time with the fronts and insides of her legs, enjoying their firmness, tracing the outlines of her tattooed finches. Her breathing was heavy and punctuated by small gasps by the time I started washing around her pussy and pubic mound. At that point, my weak flesh had caught up to my willing spirit. I knew she would have felt my cock stiffen into the small of her back and noticed the way I shifted to let it complete its passage from downward pointing to upward. I rinsed the soap off my hands and fingered her properly, grinding my hardness into her back.
Break Me~mommy
You’re so adorable when you think you can just touch me like that. You want it huh? Tell me how bad you want it. Show me how bad you crave it. Whisper in my ear how badly you want to break me in half. I love it. That’s all I need. It’s what I live and breathe. Show me how fucking cruel you can be. Show me how sadistic you can be. Show me how dehumanizing you can be. Show me how much of a slave I can be for you. Goddamn… Thinking about it just gets me hot and bothered. Like a dog in heat. I want you to tear me apart. Just absolutely use and abuse me. Degrade me. Call me a whore. A slut. Every name in the book. I won’t be offended… I’ll be flattered. If anything, it’ll make me want it more. I promise I’ll be a good boy. I promise. Please. Pretty fucking please~mommy.
I’m Sorry I Broke Your Bed (Part 2) [MF] [Incest]
Part 1:
I’m Sorry I Broke Your Bed (Part 1) [DWP] [Incest] from eroticliterature
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Chelsey woke up first the next morning. As her eyes opened to the morning glow coming through her window, she could feel her brother’s warmth against her. Despite her little experience with her brother during the small hours of the morning, she felt very well rested. However, clean she did not feel, and indeed there was a layer of sweat between herself and her familial interloper, as well as a sticky feeling between her legs. Speaking of her brother, Josh’s arms were still about her, one on her breast and the other between her legs. Beyond that, Chelsey could feel Josh’s morning wood pressing against her thick but firm ass.
She untangled herself from him and got up, proceeding to the bathroom to shower. When she was nice and dry, she returned to find Josh awake in her bed.
“Morning Josh,” she said nonchalantly, though with a hint of affection.
Josh sat up, uncovering his top half. He flexed his right hand, dirtied and sore from the night’s deed. “Ow, is your hand sore every time you go at it?” He asked, not being used to fingering.
Villainess stranded on desert island
On their third day of waiting, Batman had announced that he was off to go collect more firewood. It was still drizzling on and off, but Jada did her best to launder her costume on the shore of the freshwater lagoon to the east of their camp. She hung it up to drip somewhat dry on some branches and swam the length of the lagoon. At the center, she floated on her back and listened to the water tumbling from the stream behind her. The sensation of weightlessness was deeply calming, warding off the looming impatience over when they would get off the island. She swam back to the grass, pausing to wring the water from her hair. As she fixed her sight in the direction of the camp, she was startled to see Batman a few feet away, still picking up firewood. She could have easily got back into the water. She could have covered herself, but wouldn’t it be fun to make him uncomfortable? And if anything else were to happen, she would like that, too. How many people could say they’d fucked Batman? She stood up straight, allowing her naked body to be in full view.
Bachelorette party [MFF] [Long]
I used to work as a prep cook at a ski resort when I was 18. I lived in a small apartment with several friends about a kilometre from the restaurant, and would walk across the village to get to work. It was summer and there were plenty of people around for downhill mountain biking, hiking and some other activities, but it was also a spot for bachelor and bachelorette parties.
I knew a lot of the people who lived up there full-time and we would hang out at each other’s establishments. It was a small community and a lot of the staff were foreigners with limited supports. There was a surprisingly good number of bosses that kept us fed and full of a few beers. The bad bosses lost all their best staff to the good ones, so there was some self interest, but we knew who had the big hearts. It was Friday, and every Friday I finished my early shift and hung out at my friend’s work while he finished up his day shift. I was always fed lunch and a beer because if the dinner prep team was running late I would help out. Most of our friends worked Friday nights so we would chill after work until everyone else clocked out.
My mom is a slut [MF]
So this is a bit of a weird one. My mom is a slut. My dad works away a lot for weeks at a time. One time I was supposed to be staying at my girlfriend’s for the weekend, we ended up arguing so I came home. As I walked through the door it was quite obvious my mom was being fucked. I stayed quiet and sat in my room, I listened for around an hour as she begged her lover to cum in her and to suck her tits. I was so horny and jacked off a few times. When it went quiet I presumed they had both gone to sleep. I went to the kitchen to fix a drink, just as I was going back to my room. My mom saw me. She was wearing hold up tights and a babydoll nightie. She asked how long I had been in. When I said a few hours, she said she guessed I knew she had ‘a friend’ here. I said I did. She asked me to not tell my dad, she told me that she’d been so lonely recently. I told her I wouldn’t say anything as long as she helped persuade my dad to buy me a car. In the morning I woke to the smell of breakfast. I got up and was wandering into the kitchen when I heard a man’s voice. I stopped and looked through the crack in the door. I saw a man in his late 30’s sitting on a one of our chairs with my mom’s head bobbing up and down, it was clear she was giving him head I watched until he came. My mom got up from her knees and kissed him. They kissed passionately for a few minutes. When I eventually made my way in for breakfast my mom introduced me to Brian. My mom and Brian were both wearing robes and as I ate, my mom sat on Brian’s lap, I could see his hands working up her legs, it wasn’t long before they were kissing again. I was so turned on my mother was having an affair in front of me. Before I finished eating my mother told me her and Brian were going back to bed, she told me to wash up and she suggested I go out as this session was going to last a while. As I washed up I could hear the headboard of Parent’s bed striking their bedroom wall as my mother rode her lover. I stayed in bed that Saturday. At 3pm Brian left, I didn’t see my mother till 6. She was dressed in the shortest skirt I had ever seen. Her boobs were falling out of her top. She kissed me and told me not to wait up, she also warned me she would probably bring another ‘friend’ home
Hello, baby [MF, Oral]
She greeted him naked, but covered by a light lingerie robe, hiding her tits but exposing the rest of her. “Oh babe,” he growled at her, “you are so sexy.” He covered her mouth with his, pushing his tongue between her lips and grinding into her, hard. They kissed with passion, every time . No light pecks, no gentle touches. They devoured each other. He dropped him briefcase and kicked off his shoes, his mouth never leaving hers, bringing one hand to her neck and the other to her waist. “I want to fuck you,” he whispered in her ear, finally breaking their kiss. She felt that familiar tingle between her legs as she smiled and replied her usual, “Fuck me now, baby.”
He pushed her to the bed and she let her robe slide from her shoulders exposing her tits. He took one nipple into his mouth and then the other, lightly biting and sucking. “Harder,” she begged, and he bit her left nipple, the one that makes her come. Sucking on her, her brought his hand up to her hair, grabbing a handful and pulling her head back. She moaned as he worked her over, passion building in her core. Leaving her breast, he removed what was left of the robe while continuing to pull her hair. “Lick my pussy,” she told him, “now.”