Unexpected Girls Night Out (FF) (Fiction)

Fuck, it was cold.

I wasn’t familiar with this semi-industrial area of Brooklyn, and at ten at night, a time I’d usually be home and watching Netflix with the hubby, I felt nervous alone on the nearly empty street.

I wished I’d made Jenny meet me at the station. Instead, I walked those several blocks quickly, toward the music that grew louder as I approached.

When I arrived at the venue, Jenny was there and waving me over, and even in a winter coat, her killer smile made her stand out among the black-clothed smokers huddling outside.

Jenny was tall as it was but looked practically Amazonian with the added height of her chunky black boots. I looked down at my own almost matching ones and figured she wouldn’t dwarf me by *that* much.

It was emo night at the *Public House*, and at Jenny’s insistence, she and I were there to take in all the now-embarrassing alternative emo pop-punk songs of our teen years.

Not that I didn’t want to go! I did. But I’m a homebody, and I felt the slightest bit guilty at leaving my husband home alone. Jenny had told me I could stay at her apartment that night since it was closer, but I’d yet to make a decision.

My First Erotica: Part 1(Maybe)

John was in love with Nina the first time he saw her. He was at the bar with friends and saw her alone, wearing a red dress that showed all her curves. She had C cup boobs, but a nice ass. He walked over to her and offered her a drink. She accepted, knowing that he was probably going to fuck her brains out that night. After half an hour of talking and laughing, John asked Nina if she wanted to go to his place or her place, for which she said hers because, in her words, she “wanted him to make her cum on her silk bed sheets”. And he did, multiple times that night. 10 years and 3 kids later, John and Nina were happily married. Even with their children, they still managed to fuck 2 or 3 times a week. But, on Valentines Day, especially this year, Nina was going to turn that into as many times and John wanted. She called off work that day while John went to his job and took the kids to school. John knew Nina was planning something, so he made arrangements for their kids to sleep over at his parents house for the weekend. Nina bought new red panties and a matching bra, and also new cherry red lipstick. She drove home from the store about half an hour before John was going to get home from work, so she quickly got ready for John to fuck her brains out all night and probably all day tomorrow too. She quickly put on the bra, panties and lipstick. Then, Nina grabbed a note pad from the kitchen and wrote: “Come up to bed and see your treat. I’m all yours tonight. Anything you want to do to me, do it. I have no choice but to be your plaything. And remember,make me cum for every year we’ve been together. -Nina”, and stuck it on the inside of the front door so John would easily see it when he walked in. She then grabbed candles and whipped cream, taking them upstairs with her. After lighting the candles and placing them all around the hallway leading to their bedroom, she then sprayed whipped cream all over her boobs, stomach, vagina, and legs. Immediately after doing her legs, she heard the door to John’s car shut, so she quickly laid on her back and waited. John unlocked the front door, slamming it shut. He kicked off his shoes and unzipped his coat. While putting it on the hanger, he saw the note, read it, and rushed upstairs, pulling off his shirt as he did. He smelled the scent of the candles leading him to his bedroom. He opened his bedroom door to see his wife on his bed, waiting it he used. “Well?” She said, “I decided to skip dinner tonight so come get your dessert”.

M4F Destroying a toilet slut whore.

You should be 18+ and this is entirely a fantasy scenario.

“Mom i’m home!” *I walk in and lay down my backpack. It’s the last day of my first year of college and summer vacation just started. This year was a bitch but I finished it in time. Coincidentally today my Mom (and sister if you’re a capable writer) had a surprise planned for my 19th birthday. The problem is 2 weeks prior to my 19th birthday my mom caught me jerking off with my computer screen facing the door. What she saw made her scream and run. She later apologized to me for her reaction and said that we should just forget about it. However since that day my mother has dressed way more skimpy around the house.*

“Mom?” *I shout again as I walk around the house wondering if she’s asleep. As I make my way around the house I see my mothers bed room with the door slightly open. I walk in and what I see makes me double take. As I eye my mothers tied up body my dick immediately springs up and stands to attention. Her fat tits were tied up lightly and her soft, fat, jiggling ass cheeks were tied nice and tight around her thighs and pussy. She was almost fully nude and wearing a leash and a some weird thing to keep her mouth open. She also had nose hooks around her nostrils and the words “Alex’s (me) toilet” written all over her.

Nude world order pt2

While bending over the chair I felt him slide a finger inside me. Slowly he moved it in and out of my wetness.

“You’re tight” he commented.

“Yes” I moaned out. “I never have done too much.”

“No… not too much, just enough right?” I felt him pull out his fingers and then he pressed the head of his cock against my lips. “I don’t think I’m going to last very long inside you” he said. Before shoving himself in.

I moaned out loud and grabbed the edges of the chair firmly.

“Reminds me of my first time” he said out loud and grabbed my hair. Pulling on it. Causing me to lift from the chair, and for my nipples to be at his mercy. I felt him grab and twist one.

I moaned again, and used my hand to find his. Brought his fingers away from my nipples and stuck one in my mouth, sucking it.

“You dirty little bitch” he said. “Who would have thought that you wanted to gag on it. He pulled out of me, just as fast as he entered my mouth. Slamming his cock at the back of my throat. I could help but gag, but my mind was racing at the thought of being so used.

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valentine with the roommate(FM)

It was February 14th. Valentines day, and Anna sat in the living room in her comfy pants, and a sweater. Work had been frustrating to say the least. Her colleagues all had plans, and were excitedly telling her about dinner, trips, and even new lingerie they were looking forward to bringing out that night. She however was single, living with a roommate, with no plans. Well she did have a date with netflix and a bowl of mac & cheese, but that wasn’t the same.

She was actually quite close to her roommate. It was a little odd at first, moving into an apartment with a man she hardly knew. He was kind and seemed genuine, but it was still something that took her a few months to get comfortable over. She told John about her plan of lounging around in sweatpants over the weekend. It was going to be a quiet, relaxing time. She showered, shaved her legs, and put on a very light layer of makeup on. Even though she was in comfies, a little self love and care was always a great feeling. She wanted to look good for herself.

Little Red Riding hood Pt. 12 [MF] [Fiction]

I’m cold. It’s the only sensation I feel as I start to come around. I feel chills running through my body. I start to come around more and I feel the weight of blankets upon me. Thats when I recall how I got here. The pain of an opportunity still pains me but I don’t have it in me to think that right now. My body is covered in sweat so much that the sheets are soaked. I try to move but I can’t. My arms are stuck at my side as all my strength is drained. I barely have the strength to open my eyes.

When I adjust to the light in the room, I’m not disappointed at the effort it took for you sit on the edge of the bed next to me. Your eyes are on me with concern. I hate that I have caused you to worry about me. Its a look I have seen too many times in your eyes. “You’re awake” you whisper to me as you take a cloth and wipe my brow. I want to say something but its to much effort to even speak.

A single moms Valentine

It’s been years since your divorce and the hectic hustle and bustle of life has mostly distracted you from one of the nicer parts of a relationship – Valentine’s Day. Yes, flowers and chocolates can be a bit cliche, but at this point, you’d take anything just to feel desired and wanted again. You miss those days . . . crave those days.

It’s now 10 years since you’ve received a Valentine’s Day and little do you know how that is about to change . . . and tonight’s events will turn your world upside down!

Fucking Valentine, erotic short story

She came to him dressed casually, but something in the way she was moving told James that she had prepared herself for this night too. 

They skipped the small talk and started undressing and passionately kissing. He lifted her up and pressed her to the wall. James roughly bit her neck, then played with her ear while she moaned with pleasure rolling her eyes. 

*‘Mmm, James… I wanna feel you. Let me taste you.’*

She got on her knees and took him in her mouth. James always wondered where sweet Valentine learned to suck and how she became so skilled in this art. The blowjobs that she gave were mindblowing, the feeling was that she was craving his dick.

The way she was looking up at him and the fact that she didn’t close her eyes and looked straight back at him was something that was driving him crazy.

Hardly, he fought the urge to penetrate her right then, in the hallway.

But he fought the need and didn’t fuck her right away because he prepared something special for her.

He pulled her blonde ponytail and stopped her. 

He told Valentine to follow him to the bedroom.