Sex with Soldiers at Mom’s House [MF][Teen][Getting Caught]

Gretchen wrapped her knees around the soldier’s hips and straddled him before reaching behind her ass to guide his cock inside her primed and ready squeeze box. Running her fingers along the throbbing, veiny appendage, she trailed her fingertips up until she found the spongy head with the diamond hard point right at its tiny eyelet. Using more force than required, she pushed the purple crown past her lips then leaned her bodyweight into the stem, forcing it into her vaginal canal before flexing her hips and thighs to plunge the head deeper before withdrawing just enough to ensure escape from the flexing tube was impossible. Penetrated and riding, she looked around the bed in search of her favorite prop.

“Where’s your fuckin’ hat?” she demanded to the young soldier as she bounced on his cock.

“Cover,” he panted.

“Fine, where’s your fuckin’ cover?”

He reached alongside the bed and snatched the camouflage material and handed it to the naked, teen he picked up after her shift working the bar at Applebee’s the previous night.

“Yee-haw!” she wailed, pantomiming a rodeo, waving the soldiers thin hat in the air. With the other hand she cruelly clawed at his skin which enthralled the young man intensely.

More Than She Bargained For Part 1

More Than She Bargained For Part 1…….(CNC Fun)
Summer weather in upstate NY, not a bad scene. Weather was starting to cool off and the grass was growing and green. Masks were starting to come off and the city was starting to liven up once more. Ally was 25 years old and felt like she missed a part of her life. She graduated during the pandemic and was lucky enough to find a starter job. She had her own apartment in the state’s capital, nothing serious, basic admin stuff working from home. She poured through the files, correcting errors and calling applicants to fix their information so it can be processed. She was bored. No coworkers to talk and flirt with, barely any friends around. “Where was the excitement in my twenties at?” she thought to herself. She knows that she isn’t such a whore really, but part of her needs to get fucked. Over the past year, day and day, the only sexual release was running through the Reddit platforms. At least twice a day she touched herself. There wasn’t much she hadn’t touched herself to, imagining herself in all of the different situations. Her own imagination is a collection of tags she saw on the many different sites.

B&E Encounter – The Rough of a Redneck (Based on real events) PT 1

It was Thursday night. I had a long day and was finally ready to relax for the evening. As usual finished the final bits of housework, had a shower, got into my comfy clothes and had a well earned smoke.

It’s so quiet here, evenings almost feel atmospheric.

I now felt really floaty, that was a nice smoke. Usually of an evening I walk round and check I’ve locked up but tonight was different. I was so high I went straight to bed, taking off all my clothes bar a baggy t-shirt.

As I slowly crawled into bed, my head touching the pillow, I felt so tranquil.

I was vulnerable.

……

I twitched as I heard a sound. As I came around I recognized the sound of a belt buckle. My heart racing as I’m trying to comprehend what’s about to happen. Did I leave the door unlocked? Someone’s in my house! Someone’s in my bedroom!

Adrenaline started to fill my body, I could almost feel it move down me like a wave in the ocean, my breathing rapid …

The Trade [MF][Dom/Reluctant Sub] Part 11

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**P.S**. the bold and italicized text is someone, usually almost exclusively, Kate’s thoughts, but can also be external actions. Let me know if the story is readable or if more spacing or formatting would help.

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Here is the background. This is a fictional story.

**Kate**: *F23. Main female of the story. 5’5″, b cup, slender, perfect ass. Feisty, irritable, playful at times, defensive, sexy, vanilla with subpar past sexual partners. Jen’s slightly older sister.*

**Jack**: *M25. Main male of the story. 6’0″, athletic, womanizer-type, suave, confident, amazing lover.*

**Jen**: *F22. Kate’s younger sister. 5’6″, c cup, slender, not as good as Kate’s ass. Typical, slutty, yet romanticizes too much.*

**Setting**: *Kate’s apartment*

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*Desperation meets its end*

The bright light from the morning sun pierced through the bedroom window. Its warmth grazed Kate’s face as she began to stir. Groggy, she tried to look at her clock to check the time as the numbers stared back at her.

CNC – A plumber visits and snakes more than the drain

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I just got a call to go to a property. Someone is renting it, but the home owner said that the renters called snd said that the drains needed to be snaked. I texted the renter and verified that she would be available that day. I received a text back “yes sir.” Something about that reply had me excited, it wasn’t often that people responded to the business texts that way. I tried to fight the urge to drive by but I couldn’t help it and ended up driving by later that evening.

I think my hot coworker is going to ruin my marriage. Part 2

Hi friends!
Thank you for the warm reception of the first part if this story! Here’s chapter 2 and more is probably in the works. Enjoy!
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Chapter 2

Dolly woke up first the next morning seemingly no worse for wear. Cookie had left late in the night, just prior to the sun coming up, and I had my worst hangover in recent memory.

“Drink too much you think?” She said it calmly but there was fury behind her words.

I had slept through the night on the chaise. Still naked, but someone had put a light blanket over me. I was nauseous, my head pounded, and I’m sure I was dehydrated. I was about to catch hell for last night and all I wanted to do was lay here and not throw up.

Dolly set down two Ibuprofen and a glass of water on the table next to me. “Thank you. Uh… Let’s talk about last night?” I choked it out as I sat up, pain splitting my head in two and bile rising in my throat.

Personalized Erotica

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Yuna’s Wet Summer (Bonus) [MF]

Anthony and I were laying and cuddling on the couch while I scrolled through Reddit and he surfed channels on the TV when I got a message in reply to one of my posts asking a few questions which prompted a conversation between me and him.

“Hey umm, when did we meet Anthony?” I asked him, only vaguely remembering myself.

“Back in middle school if I recall.” He replied promptly

I nodded and started reminiscing with him about our history together.

“I remember immediately getting a crush on you after we got paired together for a project.” I said

He nodded and continued the nostalgia.

“Then we exchanged numbers after the project and started texting after school. Which eventually escalated to me asking you out.” He said

“Yeah… Then we broke up 2 years later, freshman year in high school.” I said while I grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly.

“I wanted to play the field and get some more experience.” He replied in a slightly flustered tone, blushing a bit.

“Well I don’t regret that time apart being that we stayed friends.” I said, reassuring him with a warm smile.

After Dinner, cont from Fuck You’re Sexy

After Dinner
We hold hands on the way out of the restaurant and walk to the car. When we get to the car i walk to your side and open the door but stop you from getting in. I grab your face and kiss you forcefully. Shoving my tongue in your mouth showing you how much I need you. After, I whisper in your ear. “I’m going to fuck your brains out” and help you into the car. It’s a joy watching those long legs get into the car in that dress. Fuck you’re sexy.

I get in the drivers seat and no sooner get the car out of the parking and you’ve climbed over the center console and fished my cock out of my slacks. You’re licking my swollen head and stroking my length. Of course your body is on display for me. I reach under you and play with your tight little nipples. They’re hard as rocks and full of nerve endings. Your ass is on display with your dress not covering. I took the opportunity to plunge 2 fingers inside you. You are soaked from your orgasm in the restaurant. Your thighs are slimy with your cum. I’m so turned on from you. My cock is down your throat and your moaning from me plunging my fingers inside you. The vibrations I can feel in my balls as you suck my cock. I take my moist index finger and apply pressure on your asshole. You moan louder as I insert my finger into your ass. You’re so tight, there is no way my cock will fit in there. But fuck are you sexy!

The Aphrodite Virus Book 1: Part 3 Fever (ffffffm) (noncon) (breeding)

Cities fell within weeks of the virus turning up within city limits. It wasn’t a bloody shit show of zombie apocalypse as much as it was a nonstop orgy with the occasional rape of the uninfected.

The physical changes that happened to a person once the virus set in were apparent. Some might say that men would suffer from elephantiasis of the cock and balls due to the complete size difference after infection.

Men roamed the streets mostly nude with their large sack hanging halfway to their knees and their cocks swaying as they moved. It was almost rare to see a flaccid penis anymore. There seemed to be a permanence to their erections. Even not in use, they were rigid and stiff. Granted it was only during sexual acts that they engorged to their full size but after infection a full erection was closer to 9, 10, even 14 inches. Some as thick as a rolling pin.

The women, the poor women, who weren’t infected…well they soon became infected. Perhaps we will talk about that another time.