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Sweet Love [M/F 20s-40s] [tender] [love] [oral] [straight sex]

You look me in the eyes. I see that glimmer. I’ve seen it a hundred times before. It makes me safe—it makes me feel warm. It makes me burn with desire.

I step in close to you and you cock your head teasingly, as if you don’t know what you’re doing to me. I bring my lips up to brush yours—to taste your familiarity—that addictive substance that is your love. Your hand comes to my waist and the back of my head, pulling me in close. That strength, that passion, it makes my entire body tingle with pleasure.

I need you.

My hand runs down to your jeans, undoing them with that all-so-familiar snap of my fingers, and I grin against your lips as you moan with delight. You want me. I can feel you rising to meet me. Our bodies crave to be one.

I want to let them.

You slip off my shirt, kissing my neck, working your way down to my collarbone then my chest. You fumble with my bra and we giggle, but you manage to snap it off with grace on the second try. Those loving eyes drink my form. Those tender hands cup and gently knead my breasts, teasing me with a gentle pinch of my nipples. I moan for more. Read more »

Feeding Yvette [BBW] [M26] [M28] [F26] [Feedee] [Public orgasm] [Fat admiration] [Threesome] [Erotic feeding] [Food] [Pickup]

“Oh. My. God, this is the girl I saw here last week,” – said Mike quietly, pointing discreetly at a girl who just walked into the restaurant. I followed his gesture and saw her as well. My mouth went dry instantly, rivaled only by the instant stirring in my pants.

You see, me and Mike are long-time friends and roommates. When we were teenagers together, we discovered that among other things we have in common, we share the preference for a certain type of women’s figures. Well, not quite. Mike likes big girls. Big boobs, big asses, big everything. Me, I like fat girls: it’s not the size that does it for me, it’s the softness. But most of the time that point was not valid. Neither was it this time.

The girl that came in was both big and fat. Very big and very fat, easily around 400 pounds. Her top was a size or two too small for her, clinging to her breasts, – on a thin girl, those would have seemed huge, but on her figure they seemed quite smallish – clinging to the rolls of fat on her sides, leaving her tattooed shoulders bare. She was wearing low-rise jeans, her belly hanging over the waistband, jiggling with every step she took. Read more »

The wait is over (m27) (f31) [make-up sex]

It’s been far too long. She had been upset with me, and this is my punishment. She need only to lie with me, at 1am when all the world seems to sleeps but us.
“I don’t know if I want to tonight” she tells me.
I tell myself she is playing a little game, but I am as unsure how to play as I was when it was our first time.
“Maybe I just don’t feel sexy enough” she says.
It’s my turn in the game. I rub her thigh and kiss her neck. For a moment she indulges, then she pushes me back.
“Maybe I’ll just use my new toys”
My efforts to tempt her back fired. I only want her more, and I can feel myself starting to squirm with anticipation.
She changes her clothes and I wonder if she knows how tempting she is when walks about the room deciding what to wear. Her shape is flawlessly sculpted. Her skin is smooth and soft and beckons to be touched.
She puts on a black night gown and sits with me on the bed. We decide to play a game. Ten minutes of making out but we cannot escalate beyond that.
“What if we can’t do it? What if it’s not the same?” She asks.
There is only one way to find out. At last she kisses me. Her lips are soft and she uses her tongue playfully. Im quickly drawn into the embrace I’ve been longing for. Her resistance starts to melt away and I feel a flood of desire when she kisses my neck and chest.
“I don’t know if we can make it the ten minutes” she says. The bloody ten minutes, I think. And yet I’m starting to love this teasing. Rolling her over onto her back I kiss and lick her chest and neck and I grow hungrier when she starts to moan.
“Ok I’m good” she teases.
“Don’t stop now” I say pleadingly.
She has me lay on my back there’s a shiver through my bones with the way she moves her body against mine.
The timer goes of, ten min are up. Slowly she takes me into her mouth. Unbelievable sensations take over, she is the best there was the way she takes care of me care a thirst. Already I’m on the edge, fighting not to release.
She climbs over me and I’m swept away in ecstasy with the warmth of being inside of her. At lasssst, I think, allowing myself to submit completely to my sensations. With each movement of her hips my body dissolved further into hers. In this place there is nothing but her. The look of lust in her eyes. The involuntary shake of her muscles. The taste of her pussy, pleasure flowing ceaselessly into my mouth.
She pulls me atop of her.
My resolve begins to slip.
The tingle and throb of climax builds.
The sensation ripples throughout my body. My voice cries out in pleasure.
Suspended in a moment of bliss. Read more »

I wish I was left in the closet [F22] [FreeUse] [ThroatFucking] [BDSM] [Rough] [Degradation] [Pushing] [slapping]

I wish I was in the closet, tied and locked up. A gag around my mouth, my arms tied firmly behind my back, completely restricted from movement. I’d like my legs tied up, but not as much. I’d like to be able to move, but in an awkward sort of crawl. Maybe my ankles could be tied up, maybe a rope around my thighs as well so that I can only awkwardly shimmy on my side, as exhausting as that may be. That all isn’t as important as the collar that I wish was around my neck, locking me to one of the walls of the closet. Enough slack for me to move, but only enough to reach parts of the closet (I imagine a walk in) I could be left mostly in the dark, just enough light to barely be conscious of my surroundings, but not enough to have any frame of reference for what time it was or how long I’ve been there. Read more »

Good Boy Sessions [F/M] [20-30’s] [Gentle Domme, Male Sub, BDSM, Soft Bondage, Edging, Femdom]

Sometimes I will tease him slowly throughout the day. If we’re in public I’d give little pets or caresses, whispering in his ear what’s coming if he can be a good boy. If we’re in private, one way I’ll start is by telling him to undress and expose himself to me. He’ll take off everything for me to see and put his hands behind his back as usual. I feel he’s been doing very well lately. Listening to my commands, learning my pleasures and putting them first. So I want to reward him, make sure he knows how much I value him and his gift of submission to me.

I tell you to turn around, bend over and spread your cheeks for me. I can already see your nervousness and excitement, which makes me all the happier, and even more excited. I grab the lubrication, and slowly insert one finger into your cute little asshole. I hear your moans of desperation and excitement, I see you getting harder by the second as I insert another finger, slowly moving back and forth, teasing and preparing you for what comes next. Read more »

Taken by Cabbie M40+ F30+ interracial/prostitution

It began as a mistake. Mistaken identity, mistake in judgement, mistake in a whole lot of things I believed about myself. I am a “happily” married policewoman, university graduate with a double bachelors in criminology and social work. I am a proud feminist and believer not just in women’s equality, but honestly in our superiority to men who are abusive beasts constrained only by law from being the rapist thugs they all turn into with a little power or just the hint of freedom from consequences.

Being raised among white men left me understanding them all to well to ever fall prey to them. Black men honestly come off like they are trying to out white the white men, bringing all of the bad aspects that turn me off of white men, and forsaking whatever natural charms were theirs. I was, honestly quite beyond falling for any of them.

I was wrong. It took one Hindu cab driver to shatter my world, my sense of self, and the icy dam holding back rivers of repressed sexual need. It is almost funny how it happened, how I came to be here, doing what I am doing tonight, what I do every weekend now. Let me tell you the story. Read more »

Winning the loto leads to Wife and I both using our hall pass [33f/33m] [first threesome] part 1a

Back ground:

A few years ago my wife and I won a small lottery of about two million dollars. We decided to not change our life style in any way. It wasn’t enough to retire us early so we both kept working. We invested the money wisely and spent very little of it. We put new floors in the house and remodeled the kitchen but that was really the extent of our spending. Our investments performed well and we were sitting on a sizable sum.

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Sally got home from work and had take out with her. She walked over to me in the kitchen and dropped the food on the counter and kissed me and said, “My shows new season came out, and I am so ready to binge!”

I smacked her butt and responded, “I could get behind that.” I gave her a wink and she said, “I bet” Read more »

[Part 13] Runaway – Age Gap Younger Woman Older Man [F18/M38] [Stalker Aspect] [1stPOV]

READ NOW! **Part 13** is now available on [Wattpad](https://www.wattpad.com/story/322164038-runaway)!

**Summary**

Maya has an inexplicable feeling of dread all day Friday. It only gets worse when she finds her three stepbrothers home. She does the only thing she knows how to do. She runs, feeling them lick at her heels, with only the clothes on her back and no money. She doesn’t have a lot of options. Just a roadside diner that might give her a chance to catch her breath.

Hudson wasn’t expecting to see an angel sitting across the diner from him late that night. Fed up with driving across the county in his rig, he’s finally decided to hang up his keys. And right when he might have just found the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with, she’s gone in one blinding moment.

What does fate have in store for these two? Will Maya learn how to come out of her shell? Does Hudson finally get the woman of his dreams, or is he a day too early?

**All parties will be of consenting age. HEA is guaranteed. Not quite an insta love but fast-paced.* Read more »

Recovered memories [st8, M50’s/F19]

I’ll admit, I can’t remember if I fucked my professor or not.

Now, this all happened a really long time ago when I was in Uni.

But lately I’ve been having the strangest dreams about that time… They’re always the most intense after days I do yoga. They’ve been going on for awhile now and I wake up not sure if I’m remembering a dream or the dream of a dream.

I was nineteen. I don’t remember how old he was for sure, but I know he had kids a bit older than me.

I’m sorry, the details are kind of fuzzy! I’m just.. I wanted to get this off my chest, you know?

How do you even forget who you slept with? Did I block it out? I think back to those university days, and they’re fuzzy and incomplete. I alway chalked it up to my poor memory (… and the drinking. WOW did we drink a lot!) Read more »