Third Wheel [MFM] [Married]

Annie and I took the elevator up to our room. We were both turned on and riddled with anticipation. It had been a topic of conversation for several weeks now. We talked it over cautiously at first, but as the subject developed we began to feel more comfortable discussing it.

“How would you feel about fucking another guy in front of me?”

The thought had been swimming around in my head for weeks, growing and taking up more space in my head than I would have liked. It got to the point where I would think about it and I would almost instantly get hard. Annie fucking another guy. Annie being fucked by another guy. Some other guy’s dick inside my wife.

I may be biased, but I found my wife incredibly sexy. She was about 5’4, with black hair and seductive green eyes. She had the cutest face that belied her secret sluttiness. Her legs were of perfect proportions, not too tall and her thighs just thick enough to bite into. Her pearly, slim feet were incredibly sexy. She had round little toes and always looked amazing in sandals. She had an adorable, flawless butt that she fortunately never tried to hide. Her tits were round and full. Sometimes I would catch strangers staring at her tits. I enjoyed when the guy at the checkout counter would catch a quick glimpse of her cleavage. You could always see through her shirt that she had a nice rack.

Yuna’s Wet Summer (Part 1) [Watersports, Creampie, Oral]

I was flipping through my yearbook and reminiscing while waves of regret and nostalgia went over me.

“Glad that’s over.” I thought as I flipped the page to the one with him on it.

Regret replaced by my heart thumping and face getting hot.

“Dammit, I almost forgot.” I yelled before cramming my bag with stuff for the trip

Rushing downstairs

I couldn’t contain my joy and sprinted out the door and down the street, meeting with Anthony and getting into his car. And off we went, me falling asleep in the car at some point

Waking up to see Anthony staring at me and getting an instant surge of butterflies, I jolted up and looked at him.

“How long were you-” he cut me off mid sentence

“We’re here Yuna.” He said, slightly blushing from being caught staring

“I umm… Where’s the bathroom” I replied

Anthony then motioned towards the area and gave me the directions and I got up and went straight for it.

“Why was he watching me sleep?” I wondered to myself before noticing a pair of feet near the door.

Filling your warm fuzzy throat

My cock is oozing with precum I want your lips on the tip of my cock,slowly started to take the whole length making me groan. I’ll grab your hair as your tongue wrapped around my cock,swirling around. I’ll lose control and just start to throat fuck you,forcing my cock deep,make you teary and mascara running down on your face until I shoot thread of hot cum deep inside your warm,fuzzy throat

Hope you enjoy it

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Sleeping With The Enemy (Part VII)

I sat at the head of the long rectangular table which stretched across the lengths of the center of the dimly lit conference room. A single light hung overhead dutifully illuminating and shining its light upon the surface of the conference table.

My fingers drummed along the surface of the wooden desk.

“I’ve asked you all here because I plan to make my intentions known and ask for your blessings.” I began. My face was stern and my voice full of seriousness and purpose.

Several figures leaned forth, emerging from the shadows intently listening to every word of what I had to say.

This ‘Board Meeting’ was a meeting of the heads of our respective organizations. The organizations which dominated the criminal underworld. We called ourselves, the Chairmen of the Board of the Corporation.

To my immediate left was Curtis Draco, head of Draco Enterprises also known as the Draco Family. Draco and I had long history. During one of my first bids in incarceration decades ago, Draco and his crew looked out for me, helping me to grow new networks and expand my business. I knew I could count on him to stand loyally with any decisions that I made because he knew that I had thoroughly thought out any move before deciding to take decisive action.

The Professional Woman: Part Three [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs]

Things hadn’t gone to plan. I expected there would be some delays, maybe a hiccup here and there, but I was wrong, dead wrong. Nothing had gone right from the start. The building needed more work than we expected. The first day that we tried to turn on a tap, three pipes burst through the walls resulting in flooding on both floors.

It took another three weeks to get some of the girls back on our roster. Then the electricity went out, the wiring in the walls needed to be redone. From there, things kept getting worse, the heating, the flooring. Now nearly four months after I signed my name to the building it looked worse than the day I bought it.

“Morning,” I said as I entered our makeshift office. I stepped over power cords that led all over the second floor from a gas generator.

“Uh-huh,” Ginger said as she sat on a stack of milk crates one of the contractors had found around the neighborhood.

“Still no luck on the license?” I said as I sat on the only working chair.

Sleeping With The Enemy (Part VI)

“You went to see her didn’t you?” Marco inquired.

He sat at the large desk of the office, his feet propped up on the desktop. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up, the cuffs unbuttoned along with the collar of his shirt. His right hand raised a glass of whiskey to his lips.

I didnt respond.

Marco laughed.

“Alright. Alright. I got it boss.”

I couldn’t help but smirk turning to face my Consigliere silently.

He could tell by the look on my face that the wheels in my head had been turning and there was more than met the eye to my recent visit to see Elena.

“Alright boss. You’ve got to fill me in on what’s going on.” He retorted, as the demeanor of his face changed.

I reached down and picked up a black canvas dufflebag. With a heave I tossed it upon the desk in front of him.

His demeanor turned to curiosity as he shifted his eyes from me to the bag that lay before him.

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

Now I’ve always had a bit of a flirty friendship with Cookie. She’s cute and we’ve known each other for a few years now. We met at work and we probably could have dated if either of us had been single. I was the head chef and she was my front of house counterpart. Dolly knew about my entirely platonic work girlfriend and really it was innocent enough anyway. She even trusted me to hang out with Cookie, though she clearly seethed with jealousy the few times I did. She confronted me one evening, after the second time I hung out with Cookie after work. We had a beer together and I was home a little late. Okay a lot late, it was like 2 am.

“You’re home late.” Dolly was clearly not amused, she crossed her arms and I’m pretty sure went to stomp a foot but decided better of it before completing the action. My adorable five foot and a half inch wife knew I’d laugh at her if she actually stomped her foot at me. She had her dark brown hair up in a messy bun and was in underwear and a tank top, she was probably in bed moments ago.

Val in the VIP room [OC][bdsm][NonCon][prostitution][MMf]

Both men were eager to go into the back with Val. The night had been slow until they’d arrived. She’d been worried it wouldn’t be worth her time and would end up working another double. When these guys showed up she knew they’d be good for money. From the moment they came in the door they had eyes only for her. They made it rain when she danced on stage. Each had got their own lap dance and now she was about to get double the usual money for a VIP room. She’d never managed to get two guys to go at the same time. Couples had gone a few times but usually they were either plastered drunk or one of them was noticeably more into it than the other. When she would ask pairs or groups of friends into the back they would get sheepish or balk at the cost. 

Not these two though. They looked college age which would make them slightly younger than her. She didn’t ask how they got their money. People who came to the strip club only wanted to talk about their work if they could brag about it. If that were the case they’d bring it up.

M/F Redheads and freckles have always been my favorite!

Just a little story about a redhead I use to know.

Her arms reached around my torso and up my back. Smooth and petite hands sliding smoothly upwards, then her fingers became pointed, and she scratched her nails down my shirt. Not hard enough to leave marks, but just enough to send a shiver of pleasure coursing through my entire soul. My hands caressed and held her pretty pale face while my lips gently pressed against hers. They parted, revealing my tongue, that gently explored her own. I opened my eyes slightly while still tenderly kissing her, and glimpsed the galaxy of freckles that adorned her cheeks, contrasted by her pale skin. I was a sucker for freckles. I closed my eyes again and leaned in a little harder. She reciprocated and soon her arms were around my neck, resting on my shoulders. I took this opportunity to reposition my own hands, by tracing the curves of her petite and slender body, from her neck down her chest to the middle of her hourglass figure. Resting my fingers on her waist.