The seat under him was starting to become uncomfortable, the bike wasn’t designed for long leisurely cruises. He hadn’t bought it with hours long rides in mind. He’d bought it to be a fun and reliable way to commute 20-30 miles in one direction to work with at least eight hours out of the saddle between the 30-40 minute commute. He had been on the rumbling motorcycle for over three hours now and had the better part of another hour still to go. This would be the last gas stop though. This was another problem with his duel terrain retro scrambler even with a highway mileage of close to 45 miles per gallon having a fuel tank that was less than two and a half gallons meant the stops were more frequent than was strictly convenient. Though being able to stand and walk around a bit would be a relief from the firm seat. He pulled his face plate up as he pulled into the station and found an open pump and slid in next to it. He dismounted quickly and stood stretching his legs as he pulled out his wallet and slid his card to pay for the gas. As he entered his pin he was thankful, not for the last time that, he had kept some personal accounts that his wife didn’t have access to. He selected premium and pushed the nozzle into the tank. It didn’t take long to pump two gallons of gas to top off the miniscule tank and he put the nozzle back in the holder. He looked around to make sure he wasn’t hogging a pump in a busy station and saw that at least three or four of the other pumps were untaken. He remained standing for as long as he could as he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text letting her know that he was around 45 minutes out.
Category: eroticliterature
A slave’s evening
“You know, you really shouldn’t smoke.”
I said it without thinking, through the sleeve covering my mouth and nose. You put the cigarette out, and I would have thought no more of it, but I was stopped on my way to open the window by one of your hands manacled around my wrist.
“Do you think I need you to tell me that?”
I could only look down at my hand, where the wrist was obscured entirely.
“Tell you what…”
Your grip on my wrist was far too tight; it painfully compressed the bone until I looked up, at your blank and unreadable face. “Is it incapable of giving me sensible answers, when I ask it a question?”
“*No-“*
I would have elaborated, tried to explain myself; I was cut off, struck into speechlessness by a vicious slap against my cheek. I lost all comprehension, rendered insensible by the sudden shock and pain. I made no effort to stop myself sinking to the floor, one hand instinctively pressed into the hot and stinging pain in my face.
You were dreadfully composed, completely unaffected. “Then why didn’t it manage the first time?”
Mind fucked (part 1)
Do you like being teased? Like truely enjoy it? Sometimes even more than actual sex itself?
Having dirty little things whispered in your ear, caressing your face and locking eyes…
Hot passionate kissing, neck biting, and ass grabbing. Communicating through body language.
Intaking your scent, while my hands explore your body. Squeezing your boobs, pinching your nipples, and twisting them a bit.
Softly kissing down your stomach, and gently feeling my breath as I approach your inner thighs, having you squirming in anticipation…
Step Sister Corruption Part 94 – Day 58 Ginger Visit (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)
Author’s notes: As our main character, Gabe, and his loves S&K are still sitting in Dr. Braxter’s office. Back at his home, his mother Sarah Michaels is on the phone.
*Sarah Michaels aka Ginger*
I spoke to the video phone, “Let me see them.”
The person on the other end who looked exhausted moved the phone so I could see triplet babies in their own little beds. Triplet girl newborns.
I let out an exasperated high pitched “AAAWWWWW!!!!! They’re so cute!!!!”
Jesse spoke over the phone, “Yeah they’re cute now. But mommy is exhausted.”
I laughed, “I bet. So did you do natural or did you get cut?”
Jesse sighed, “I originally wanted to do natural birthing but that wasn’t in the cards for me once we found out I was carrying triplets. They had to cut me and I’m still a little drugged.”
Jesse turned the phone from the newborns and turned it on her face.
I laughed, “Yeah I’d probably get cut too if I were carrying triplets. So what are you naming them?”
Jesse looked at me, “I was thinking Rose, Rachael, and Robyn.”
Diary of an Affair – The Third Act (3)
I woke up early and made my way to the kitchen for some coffee. The house was quiet and I enjoyed every second of the peace and quiet. I scrolled throw my phone and found what I needed. I thought a “late lunch” will be taken today and I will get a wax. It had been years since I had a bikini wax and I decide it was a good time to treat myself.
After giving a pound of hair and what felt like many layers of skin to the wax lady I found myself wandering the street and looking in a lingerie boutique. What better way to show off my freshly waxed nether region with some sexy lingerie. It had been years since I splurged on anything like this and I chose a little bra and panty set with thigh highs and basically a transparent babydoll.
I got home and checked my work email and headed straight to the bedroom. For the first time in years I stood naked in front of our mirror and admired my body. My fingers glided over the little tuft of hair that I had left and I felt younger for the first time in years. I tried on both outfits and decided to go with the bra and panty set before returning to work. The rest of the day was spent daydreaming about what I was going to to due that evening.
Serviced my boyfriends dad while he FaceTimed his wife (f/m)
Serviced my boyfriends dad while he FaceTimed his wife
If you follow me, you know the story behind Mr. Garrison and I. Today we started off the morning with a quick fuck before opening which is always great. I’ve been fantasizing about his cock ever since the first night things got physical. My boyfriend and I aren’t on good terms at the moment and are currently taking a break…unrelated to any of this. We do still live together….anyways, today Mr. Garrison was FaceTiming his wife..my boyfriends mother…and he said to me “sammie, can you take care of that client?”…I knew what he meant. I stepped up near him and got down on my hands and knees. Slowly crawling to him until my head was between his legs. I undid his pants and quietly pulled them off. I started sucking on the head of his dick and licked all the way to his base. As I stuck his dick in my mouth I felt it growing longer and fatter..this whole time he was talking to his wife about her day and what they wanted for dinner tonight. When he was rock hard, he leaned back on his recliner bringing the phone closer to his face. I took off my panties and got into a straddling position….I slowly came down so my pussy lips were laying on top of the bottom of his shaft..slowly I started grinding. I was already wet from being fucked by him earlier. Finally he got off the phone with his wife.
[m/f] My real Thai porn debut part II
For part I – [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m6vm98/mf_my_real_thai_porn_debut_part_i/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m6vm98/mf_my_real_thai_porn_debut_part_i/)
Fucking My Older Brother [Part 1]
So this is something I really wanted to write about. Give me some feedback and let me know if you enjoyed part 1!
*Alexander is 20, and Olivia 19, both siblings that lived a rough childhood. Their parents divorced two years ago and Alexander and Olivia have been living together since. Alexander works day and night as a mechanic to provide for himself and his sister who attends college. Because of their rough past, they tend not trust anyone but each other. They care for each other, love each other, and promise to be there for one another till the end of eternity. Alexander was a handsome man, he’d bring it girls every other weekend to fuck and relieve his stress. Olivia was gorgeous, she had perky tits and a fat ass that all men would stare at. However, Olivia was a virgin. She didn’t want any stranger to take her virginity, she wanted her older brother.*
[30F] Here’s something to imagine
Imagine this.
Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.
Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?
Now imagine there’s a fourth girl, who isn’t a part of the main group, but is very close friends with a few of you from the group, and very familiar with it. She occasionally joins you and hangs out as well. She and one of the main three girls in your group also have a best friend, a fifth girl, who also hangs out with you occasionally, but less commonly (she’s mainly friends with the two women separately). You know both of them very well.
Meeting our stoner unicorn in the Dam (FFM)(pics)
We were finally back in Amsterdam, the legal weed heaven for my wife and I and we had the extra excitement of meeting you there as well. The day had finally come when we would finally get to meet you in person. I had begun talking to you online about weed and other nonsense but having seen each other’s profiles, other more interesting conversations started happening. We talked about we had been looking for a third person to add to our bedroom and your sexy self fit the bill exactly. This happy coincidence of all of us stoners ending up in the same place was half by design and half by luck but we were going to make the most of it.
We had dropped off our bags at our hotel and were off to meet you at one of our favourite coffee shops, Hill Street Blues. It wasn’t our first time here, and we knew that we could get nice and high in there with a quiet corner to chat. We see that you have already beaten us to getting there as we enter and I see you gorgeous little self waving back at me from a couch. We picked up a few space cakes and some pre-rolled joints before making our way down to you. You leap up and give us a big hug each, which was a nice surprise and shed some of the awkwardness of our first meeting. After much back and forth online, you and my wife immediately hit it off like you had always known each other as we spark up and start puffing and passing it around.