The subway [Lesbian, serendipity, cheating, public]

Had a fun idea and just ran with it. This will probably be a one off. Hope you all enjoy. 

I looked up at the subway map and counted the stops. 

Ugh, 20 more stops to go…

I started doing the math in my head as I twiddled with my black clutch that perfectly matched my black leather high heel boots. 

So like 5 min between each stop so like an hour to go…. Ugh…

The clacking of the subway echoed through the incredibly cramped car. More and more people piling on at every stop while we passed under the centre of the city. The clashing smells of strong cologne and floral perfumes unwelcomely invaded my nose. 

I can’t wait to get off this train. Derek (my husband) better be on time…

Another flood of people entered the train, pushing me into a corner. 

“Ooof,” I hear as I look down and see a young redhead with her face pushed into my chest. Her chin pulling down on my white summer dress as her face was forcefully pressed between my supple breasts. 

Close Call.

My wife and I have very high sex drives. More over, we love have spontaneous sex, wherever it maybe. One night, coming back from the movies, my wife (girlfriend at the time) was giving me road as I was fingering her. As you can imagine, we needed more. I quickly pulled over into an abandoned parking lot. The moment my truck was in park, we were in the backseat going at it. She came first with my orgasm following quickly behind. She opened up the backdoor and started sucking me off until I filled her beautiful warm mouth with my cum. As luck with have it, a police officer came over two us wondering what was going on. My girlfriend, pushing her luck simply said, just stretching things out before finishing our trip home. Police officer simply said, “I’ll let you get back to it, then. Have a goodnight.”

New gym buddy [FM]

“Breathe in… breathe out…”, I hum as I bow down, stretching, alone in the gym on a sweaty evening. Lost in the music, heavily breathing I arch up back, when I get a look of you- blue tank and grey tracks.
Not your ideal, but toned, tanned and rugged, you caught my eye, staring at you, with my legs split in front and back and hands stretched.

I hastily continue back to my workout and soon get back.
Few minutes past, I am lying on my back, with my legs up in the air, splitting open like a scissor and find it the most appropriate time to introduce yourself- towering between my legs. After a small uncomfortable and flirty talk, we proceed further. In a bit, you call me, to help you with an equipment, and we get further acquainted.
You very smoothly glide in, “you have amazing bod, I could come here daily for you.”, To which I impulsively and stupidly reply, “you could cum for me”
*Awkward laugh* which stops when you step in closer, really close and say “Sure.”
It takes me a few seconds to acknowledge “wtf just happened.” I blush slightly and want more. I challenge myself to try the odds.

[OC] Nights Like These poem & audio

[OC] Nights Like These

[https://soundgasm.net/u/freckledfauna/Nights-Like-These](https://soundgasm.net/u/freckledfauna/Nights-Like-These)

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I imagine on nights like these they are folded into one another to comfort and coddle.

I imagine they are nestled head to neck, or chest to cheek. Warmed by the closeness of each other’s touch, the steady beating of their hearts, or the soft hum of their breath.

I imagine I’d envy them. I imagine nights like these would fill me to the brim with dread and regret.

A longing for soft caresses and lingering heat.

For whispered promises and fluttering heartbeats.

I imagine on nights like these I would lay wide awake. I’d imagine those sounds rolling through my head, but a deeper desire to experience them in instead.

I imagine them sleeping, exhaustion pouring out of every hesitant gasp, and recovering sign. Their bodies entwined – no beginning or end in sight.

Envy creeps and cravings roar.Ravenous tingles burn at my core.

Desire floods between my ears, and lasciviousness hinges upon my mouth.

My own breath jumps at a foreign pace,

While my skin shivers, shakes, and quakes.

I am awake and entranced.

How I became a slut

So I come from quite a conservative background so I never really explored my sexual side at alllll, by the time I was 15 I had spoken to guys but hadn’t done anything sexual with them apart from little pecks. Now by total accident one night when I was in the shower I held the shower head by my pussy for slightly longer than usual, I realised how amazing it felt so kept it there, it felt soooo good then I realised what was happening, I was about to orgasm purely from the pressure of the water on my pussy.

That’s when I I started wanted to experiment more, I wanted to play around with how to make myself wet so I used to play with myself around once a week. From doing this I became more confident with myself sexually and became more confident in being sexual with guys. I would make out with guys when I would meet them and receive love bites which I lovedddddd, eventually it lead to me going to the cinema with a guy and he placed his hand on my thigh and I so badly wanted him to get further, I moved his hand to my pussy but I still had my leggings on he grabbed my hand and and moved it into his trousers and I stroked his dick. He rubbed my pussy on the outside of my leggings while I was stroking his dick and he was kissing my neck and I felt like such a slut but I stopped his from going into my pants.

Poetry & Blood Chapter 2 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Part 2: Hunger**

**Laura**

The knock on the door eventually woke Laura up. Really, the knock had become more of a banging. Laura opened her eyes and was struck with how sore her body was; the back of her throat, her arm, and her abs all … ached.

“Holy shit,” she croaked. “I’ve got the flu.”

She tried to sit up, but the room spun around her. She gripped the side of her head and fell back into her comfy bed. Yes, the bed was safe.

The banging on the door continued.

“Laura?” squeaked someone from behind the door. “Are you alive?”

“Barely,” said Laura. Her voice was strained and cracking.

Laura lurched to the side and grabbed her cell phone. It was almost noon. “Holy shit,” she muttered. “The day’s almost over.”

More banging. “Laura? It’s Angelica. Can I come in?”

“Come in,” shouted Laura as loud as she could—apparently ‘as loud as she could’ was something like a smoker cough.

The door turned and Angelica came in, her hair was fairly messy. And was she out of breath? “Good morning, sleepyhead.”

My Best Friend’s Sister Gives Me a Blowjob Part 2 [MF]

After Erica sucked my cock in her bathroom, I tried to maintain some distance from her. I felt mixed emotions about what happened with Erica. It was equal parts guilt and excitement. I found myself thinking about it constantly and my cock would get hard. I told myself that I would not allow myself to let that happen again. It wasn’t right. Anthony was my best friend and I couldn’t mess around with his sister.

I hadn’t seen Erica for two weeks when Anthony invited me over to his place to play a new video game that he bought. At first, I told him to bring the game over to my place so we can play it but he wanted to drink and smoke at his place. When I tried to press the issue about him bringing everything to my place, he laughed and asked me how come I didn’t want to go to his house. I laughed in return and told him that it was just more room at my parents’ home.

He told me that his parents were going to be gone and he wanted to invite Tiffany over too. I had no choice but to agree. I was nervous about seeing Erica again and wondered what would happen when I saw her.

The affair with my work wife (FM)

*If you like this, please check out my other stories I’ve posted and stay tuned for more on this one.*

This all took place over the course of several years. My wife and I started new jobs that paid better than we ever had. Looking back, it wasn’t that much money, really, but it felt like a lot. I don’t think I’d have the space to detail all of our marital issues at the time, but it got bad and we almost got divorced.

A friend of my wife, Beth, had recommended me for my new job working for the same tech company as her. I hustled my ass off to prove myself and make sure she didn’t look bad. She was the head of a different department, but we’d occasionally grab lunch together and catch up. She was always friendly and helpful, but always kept it professional.

Master

Your master stands at your door, leash and collar in hand, you gently kneel and wait. He walks over and places the collar around your neck, you lower your head in obedience and look up at him. You have trust in him, he is here to please you. His large muscular hands on your body are almost enough, to full fill your needs. Your beautiful dress, sits over your body. Your perky breasts tingle, at the feeling of the collar go on. His hand lands on your shoulder, you move your head to the side and feel it on your face. And rub it with your cheek, showing the affection you have towards him. Warmth fills you bellow, and rushes up your spine.