A male friend I had not seen in a while invited me out for lunch. I was so horny and had not seen a dick in a long while. During lunch I had a couple glasses of wine and he decided to drive me home because he thought I was a bit too tipsy to find my way home.
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Real Girl Sex Doll – Part 2: Meeting the Gang [MMMMF] [Freeuse]
#Real Girl Sex Doll – Part 2: Meeting the Gang [MMMMF] [Freeuse]#
Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hma6wn/real_girl_sex_doll_mf_freeuse/
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Ryan fussed around me, apparently wanting everything to look perfect for when his friends arrived.
He’d re-dressed me in the top, skirt, white lace panties and socks I’d been shipped in. Ryan had put me in a chair in his living room, hands folded over the tops of my slightly parted legs. He fiddled with the skirt, lifting it up enough to show off the panties below.
He toyed with having the panties pulled aside to reveal my pussy or not, and finally settled on leaving me covered. I doubted I would be wearing them for very long either way.
He stood back to check his work. “Beautiful!” Was his verdict.
The doorbell rang and I heard voices outside. This was no doubt the three friends he had invited round to see his ‘surprise’, or in other words, me. Even if my fixed expression didn’t revel it, I was feeling pretty apprehensive about having four guys who could use my body however they wished.
For Cheryl
So we’ve been together a few years but recently things haven’t been going great. You’re using your pussy as a weapon against me by not allowing me to lick it and eat it anytime I want. You haven’t let me fuck you for weeks and you haven’t fucked my ass or fingered it, sucked or even touched my cock. Teasing, moody little bitch that you are sometimes.
You find out through a friend who’s man works in the same company as me that I’m getting let go but I haven’t told you yet. The boss thinks I was responsible for writing things about him in the toilets. That he sucks cock and likes it up the arse. Rumours spread quickly and someone says it was me. You find out when my meeting is with the boss and you chap the door during it.
My boss tells you to come in and I am shocked to see you. Stunned to the spot. You are looking amazing. Tits pushed up wearing a top which is definitely too revealing. Sporting a very short slutty skirt.
“Fuck me, mommy, mommy please! Piss on your pretty little daughter’s pretty little face!”. The confinement, reduction and broadcast of a pet pissslut . [Solo, Incest, Fiction, Pissplay, Degradation, FF]
“Ignorance is bliss.”
She blinks as she is on all fours, on display, wearing a collar with the tag A4350. For the last time before the interrogation begins, a woman comes in front of her and reminds her why she’s collared, “Persons found to engage in reckless sexual impropriety, including but not limited to, making available their penis, vagina, mouth and/or anus to more than five people simultaneously, consuming bodily emissions not from oneself: including semen, urine and saliva and/or obtaining carnal pleasure from forbidden persons, shall be made to describe in explicit detail the offending act(s) and re-enact the relevant activity on public broadcast.”
She gets wetter at the memory of that night, getting even wetter when she remembers that she’s wearing clothing specifically designed to highlight a pet’s arousal. A little pink patch between her legs keeps widening as she becomes wetter, as it reacts with the fabric, making it even more apparent that she might be the wettest pet in the room. Everything seems to be a blur, found guilty on three counts of impropriety, all from what happened on one night.
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Forbidden Fruit (pt 1) (age gap) (oral)
Tying the strings on my bikini, I adjust the top to cover as much of my 32DD natural breasts as possible….which is a tall order for the tiny triangle pieces of fabric. I’d never wear a bikini if my boys and their friends were here. At just under 5’5”, I’m a mighty force in a tiny package. Thick, silky brunette hair, ending just above my waist…a high, tight ass and shapely legs maintained by regular yoga and daily squats, big brown eyes, full lips, a warm pretty smile and a velvety smooth and soft kitty all contribute to the physical package…but it’s my personality and attitude that draw people to me more than my looks. I’m aware of the male attention I continuously get but I could care less. Pulling my hair up into a messy bun, I grab my towel, magazine and ice water as I head out to the pool. It’s a gorgeous, sunny day in July. I’ve somehow finagled a long weekend home by myself. My teenage boys are away camping for a few days. I packed their cooler full of food and their favorites so I know they won’t starve or live off ramen the entire time….and even if they do, it not gonna kill ‘em!
Nurse Nurture (Part 1) [sexy nurse] [drugged] [caring] [encouraging] [handjob] [part 1]
John woke up in a hospital bed, confused about where he was and what was going on. The bright lights made him wince, the white room cold. He noticed the IV dripping into his arm and heard the rhythmic beeping of monitoring equipment. He was covered in wires, a blood pressure cuff and some kind of finger monitor. John tried to sit up, but moving only produced more pain.
“Great, I’m completely helpless,” he thought to himself. His head was woozy from what he thought was the pain medication.
The memories all came back to him bit by bit. The motorcycle he was riding, sliding across the pavement after being hit from behind, the impact, and then…. Nothing.
“Dammit, I just paid that off, too,” John groaned. He tried sitting up again, letting out a gasp, the pain taking his breath away.
“Fuck.” He growled, frustrated by how stiff his body is. John heard footsteps approaching, and shaded his eyes from the bright light to see who it is.
A nurse stepped into the room, her scrubs hugging her curves tightly. She rushed over to John, reprimanding him. “Oh, dear! We can’t have you getting out of bed, Mr. Miller! Please, lie back.” She wrapped him in her arms, helping him descend to the bed with minimal pain.
[MF] [cheating] A WEDDING FANTASY – A true story of my best friend’s highly charged erotic adventure at his cousin’s wedding. If I could only be so lucky…
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It happened at his cousin’s wedding. He didn’t want to be there, hates weddings, but his wife made him go. As she was out on the lawn chatting with friends, he had already made up his mind to choke down the rest of his cake, find her, and tell her he was leaving. If she wasn’t ready to go, she could just find another ride home later. Yes, that’s what he would do.
Then he noticed a pretty woman from across the country club lawn. She was extraordinary, blonde hair entwined into a lazy French twist, dotted with babies’ breath, softly rounded curves shaped in a tight midnight blue satin gown. It was her eyes that captured his full attention. They were locked on his!
He wondered for a moment if maybe they had met before, perhaps she knew his wife. No, he’d have remembered her. The stare was broken as a waitress offered him champagne. He accepted, took a sip, and turned back to her. She was closer now, easing her way toward him. He turned to see if she might be eyeing someone else, then was startled as she touched his sleeve.
Saturday Morning [M/F]
I look at you across the room. You’re just watching tv, perfectly relaxed. I can’t take my eyes off you. As I make my way over you look up and smile. My god that smile.
I straddle you and start kissing that perfect mouth, long slow passionate kisses, my hands in your hair, yours on my waist. You grab the bottom of my t shirt and in one movement pull it up over the top
of my head. Your large strong hands around my breasts, massaging them, pinching my nipples. I start to ride you, rolling my hips, grinding against you. I can feel you getting hard.
You move your hands up my back and run your fingertips down my spine the way that you know drives me wild, the wetness between my legs building. The very touch of you making me ache. I slide down off you and grab the waistband of your sweats, you’re hard and I’m horny. I wet my lips and start licking the tip before taking all of you into my mouth, I want to take my time.
I gently drag my teeth over the end and kiss the tip. Kissing and licking my way up and down the shaft while cupping the rest of you, long slow massages with my left hand. The right caressing the length of you working in sync with my mouth. You let out a low groan, your hands in my hair and on my neck. My lips around you, taking in every inch of you, you’re hard, hot and throbbing. You’re breath catches, your breathing quickens. I flick my eyes up and catch you looking at me. Your gaze is intense, full of desire. I carry on, up and down taking my time never breaking eye contact. ‘What are you doing to me,’ you whisper with that crooked smile and you let out a slow guttural moan as I pick up pace. Hand and mouth moving as one, quicker, quicker. Your hands find my breasts, you pinch my already hard nipples and I groan in pleasure. Your hips buck, your body tenses, followed by the repeated thrusts of relief. Your hot salty load in my mouth. There’s a moan and a chuckle and a long slow breath out, you’re satisfied, content.
Dishonourable Discharge [cuckhold][cheating][creampie][facial][blowjob][bareback][interracial]
“Please, let him off the hook just this once. For me?” Deborah pleaded with Sergeant Baker as he stood in the doorway. She worried that the Sergeant would hear the snoring coming from the bedroom, and leaned seductively against the door frame as she playfully bit her lower lip and ran her finger down Baker’s chest to distract him. Her husband, Doug, had had a late night of drinking, and had passed out just an hour before his superior officer showed up to reprimand him.
“Your husband is AWOL ma’am, I need to speak with him immediately. This can’t wait.” Sergeant Baker couldn’t help but admire Deborah’s feminine curves. Her breasts were nearly falling out of the white satin bra that she wore, which was exposed by her black robe that hung open. Her silky brunette hair was draped over her shoulders, and she not-so-subtly ran her fingers down the edge of her robe, pulling it open to reveal her white panties.
Deborah looked the Sergeant up and down, licking her lips and dropping to her knees, the front door still open. Sergeant Baker was a clean cut, professional army man, and Deborah loved to corrupt upstanding gentlemen such as him. She knew that this was her only way to keep her husband from getting into trouble, and used this excuse to free Baker’s mahogany manhood from its wool prison.