The Picnic (PT 1) [F34/M39][M/35][Outdoors][Threesome][Hotwife]

Waking up, Eric reached over and grabbed his phone. “Oh shit,” he thought, seeing a text from Lynn, “they’re actually coming!”

He had met Lynn a few weeks earlier at a bar, a petite brunette with cute ass, a breathtaking smile, and a wedding ring. They had a mutual friend that just wandered off and left the two of them flirting for hours before she asked for his number. Ever since, she’s been talking to him, flirting, occasionally sending a sexy bed time selfie.

She says her husband doesn’t mind, in fact he encourages her. And now he’s been invited to go on a hike with the two of them today. And happen to be on their way to come scoop him up!

Thinking fast, Eric throws on some clothes and grabs a bite to eat before they arrive. Teeth brushed and shoes tied, he grabs the last beer out of the fridge for the ride before heading outside to greet them.

“Hey!,” Lynn says, stepping out of the car, “good morning!” Her smile makes him melt a little.

“Hey gorgeous,” he replies with a hug, “you look fantastic today. As always.”

The Wedding Planner – Chapter 1: Modus Operandi [M/F 20s] [noncon]

It was a fairytale wedding. A beautifully manicured lawn in front of a colonial-era building, standing against the backdrop of the magnificent lake. The sky dyed an impressive orange-red as the sun set behind the mountains in the distance. Families and friends rose from the white and gold Tiffany chairs along the aisle under the strings of fairy lights and cheered as the music started playing through the speakers.

The groomsmen and bridesmaids marched down the aisle which was lined with fresh peonies, roses, and ranunculus in pastel shades, before taking their places on either side of the lucky groom who stood waiting anxiously at the end of the aisle. An adorable pair of flower boy and girl followed, bouncing gingerly down the aisle, tossing flower petals onto the ground. A lady whom I assume to be the parent of either one of them was waving excitedly and snapping photos as they went.

The Dancer, Parts 1-7 [F19/F18/some M19] [Dub-Con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism]

For anyone who needs some binge reading this holiday weekend.

–Mistress Abigail

P.S. I hit the character limit. I’ll post the next few parts soon!

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**PART ONE**

“Hey, Bella?”

A vaguely familiar voice was on the other line, but I couldn’t quite place it. Especially since I was still hungover from a super late Christmas party the previous night. I sat up a little bit in my bed, adjusting my loose tank top and brushing the hair out of my face.

“This is she,” I answered, after clearing my throat, “Who is this?”

“It’s Autumn!” the girl’s chipper voice gave me a slight headache in itself, and I held the phone away for a moment, “From East High?”

“Autumn, right,” I said. From high school. The two of us both graduated last summer, and had moved on to completely different colleges. Either way, we barely knew each other. We were classmates, not friends; the former wasn’t even true at this point.

“Yeah, Autumn Davis,” she said, just as cheerfully, “I got your number from Victoria. You’re still dancing, right?”

I spent the best summer of my life fucking a gorgeous graduate student [43M/25F][true story, teacher/student, romance]

This was five years ago. I still remember when she walked into my seminar on the first day of the spring semester. I’d long since learned to deal with the fact that some students are attractive, but she was another level. Tall and blonde, at once graceful and gawky, seemingly not entirely in control of her long legs, and a wide, wry smile—her mouth was a little too big, in a Julia Roberts way—that told you she was aware of it. Her touch of awkwardness only made her sexier—she wore a wide, wry smile, as if to apologize for being so impossibly hot. Her voice was lower than you’d expect, and her default tone was gentle sarcasm. Tattoos on both arms suggested another side to her I couldn’t help but wonder about.

On top of all of that—let’s get out with it—she had a spectacular set of breasts, buoyant but far too large for her narrow frame. (But, as I learned, entirely natural). The effect was stunning, and she knew it, but she never relied on it—she sharp as a tack and didn’t need to.

5 Day of Christmas: My Golden Ring. [m/f40s] [anal][married couple]

“Wow, you look amazing,” Jasper gasps. Spinning around, I give him a better look of the little red dress I’m now wearing.

“Thanks.” Although he thinks I look amazing in whatever grotty old clothes I wear I still can’t help blushing. I never grow tired of his compliments. “I love my present.”

We had said we weren’t going big on gifts for each other this year, and we would just keep things simple, but when I complained I had nothing to wear for our big pre-Christmas party for our friends, Jasper had said I could open one present early. It was the red dress I had been eyeing up for a while now. It was over our agreed upon budget, but he had bought me the right size and it fit perfectly, so I only too gladly accepted it. In fact the gift had inspired me to give him an early Christmas present of my own.

Jasper wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me in closer. Kissing me on the lips. He’s freshly shaven for the party and his skin feels soft and smooth against mine. The smell of his cologne, the one I bought him last Christmas, lingers in the air between us. I kiss him briefly back before pulling away.

Noticing the Unusual (M20 dom, F19 sub, noncon, public nudity – 2,189 words)

**NOTICING THE UNUSUAL**

Story by All These Roadworks (2022).

*For avoidance of doubt, all characters in this story are aged 18 and over.*

Nicole is stripped nude in public, and can only hope no one notices…

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“The thing is,” said Jake, “that people don’t really notice things that are unusual. They see what they’re expecting to see, more often than they should.”

“What do you mean?” asked Nicole, walking beside him. She had a mad crush on Jake – one of those crushes girls get sometimes on boys who are assholes, who they *know* are assholes, unable to help themselves from fantasising about winning the affections of a boy who is nothing but poison.

And today was like a date. Here they were, walking through the centre of town, just the two of them, window shopping, people watching. It was almost romantic.

“I mean, people are stupid,” said Jake. “Do you want me to show you?”

She nodded eagerly. She wanted to hear anything that Jake had to say.

But he didn’t have anything to say – just something to do. With one lightning-quick motion, he reached out and ripped off her skirt.

Party Games [MF, 18+] [Teasing] [Female Orgasm]

I (M22) am at a party with mostly women, there’s one girl who is really hot and always seems into me when we’re talking, but I hadn’t had a chance to take anything further.

She turns up to the party in a loose short skirt and tight blue top and gives me a hug when she gets there. I feel her modest breasts press into my chest and she pushes her waist towards mine, which instantly makes me hard.

After a bit of flirting, we decide to all play a game. The rules are there’s 4 people around a table, one underneath and the normal premise is that your meant to tickle the people at the table and they are meant to guess who is being tickled.

Eventually it’s my turn under and things start normally, until I get to this girl. I start tickling her feet and then begin tickling behind her knees. Something about the softness of her skin tempts me to do a little more, so I start touching her thighs and then begin caressing the inside of her thighs.

Thankful Feast [M/F] [Foodie] [mild anal] [30s] [cunnilingus]

I spent the whole day prepping the perfect Thanksgiving feast. A buttery roasted turkey, mashed potatoes and homemade gravy, the obligatory stuffing, green bean casserole, yams, freshly made cranberry sauce, homemade pumpkin and pecan pies, whipped cream, corn casserole, sweet Hawaiian rolls, the whole spread. I have it all set up and beautiful on one end of the table, but the other end of the table is bare. That’s where I plan to have my centerpiece: you.

After all the family merriment and football watching, I am ready for our feast. I shower and you come in, scrubbing my back with lavender sugar scrub, and offering to shampoo my hair for me. I ask you to join me in the shower. You quickly undress and step in with me. I reach down and soap your cock, your ass, and up over your belly. I grab the tube of sugar scrub and scrub your big, strong back, down onto your firm ass. Rinsing you thoroughly, I rub up and down your back with my hard nipples. We slip and slide against each other under the rainfall showerhead. I reach up and kiss you, so excited to have our evening of naughtiness and delights. You wrap your arms around me, your hands slide down my back and over my ass, pulling me toward to you. Your hardon is poking my belly as your fingers prod at my pussy from behind. I finish rinsing off and turn off the water.

NNN 04 – No Nut November Starts (fiction, No Nut November, 22M)

Well *No Nut November* has officially started and I already had my cock ring on ready to start this competition.

Actually I put on my cock ring on last night before I went to sleep……after doing one last masturbation session before putting away all the toys and lube into my safe.

I have to admit the cock ring was snug around my dick while it’s in it *relaxed* state and noted this morning when I woke up with my normal morning word the tightness of the elastic now that my dick was in its hardened state made it look more angry….and if I’m not mistaken thicker.

And whatever the ring that went around my nuts sure bunches up my sack making my nuts look bigger. I was a little extra careful making sure my entire sack was in the ring before I snapped it shut.

So the ring around my nuts had a little tether that connected to the cock ring that was firmly hugging my base. Looked like I had dual cock ring.

[M/F] 42 hotwife story, cum kink

My wife is the embodiment of perfection. There’s no way around it. We opened our marriage about a year ago and have some crazy stories. It’s hard at times, its sexy at times. We are madly in love. The following is all true.

I’ve always loved to have sex with her when she gets home from her dates. And she’s willing to play ball. She will sit between my legs and jerk me off while she tells me about the sex she had earlier that night, or on her last date. Sometimes I want all the details, sometimes I don’t even ask. It just depends on how we are feeling about it.

One of my favorite things to do is go down on her when she gets home. Smelling another man on her, tasting her after she’s been fucked, kissing her after she’s blown him…basically the whole reclaim thing is something I’m really into. I love the thought of her fucking 2 guys in the same day, me being one of them. It’s very sexy.