Lesbians Can Have Sex Spooning Too- Cuddling turns sexual.

God, I love spooning. I love how warm and safe I feel with her arms around me. I can feel her face buried in my shoulder and I’m so happy. She leaves some soft kisses down my neck, intending surely to be sweet, but of course causing goosebumps to rise up on my neck and arms. I can’t be too sexual right now… she’s enjoying just cuddling.

I lay there for a while and try not to think about how good her lips feel and how badly I want her.

Ugh I want to be filled so badly, my mind keeps wandering back to it no matter where I try to lead it. I just want it fast and hard right now…

“Yeah baby?” She says.

What? My eyes fly open- I didn’t say that out loud did I? Oh fuck- I’ve been grinding my ass into her without even thinking about it.

“Um, just… getting comfortable, sorry” I say. I don’t want to annoy her. She chuckles, and I feel one of her hands slowly slide down to my hip, while the other slides under my shirt, cupping a tit.

[MMF] [voy] [orgy] [bi] [mast] [cuckquean] CUCKOLD’S EVENING AT HOME – As many of you know Patty, my wife, has been feminizing me as she turns me into the ultimate cuckold husband. This our latest adventure…

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This evening we’re staying in to rest and recover from our most recent adventure. Despite being bushed, a term you know has at least two meanings, I still want to jerk off. Patty said I could if would help calm me down but first, she required that I supply you with this update.

The last two days we were in Seattle for a trade show. I enjoy travel and Patty joined the Favored Flyers Club with the airline we prefer. We travel in style because of all the air miles we have. Prior to our trip, we posted a classified on Craig’s List asking that men or women interested in joining us for a day or weekend of pleasure contact us before we departed.

We received a few enticing ads and after whittling it down to three guys, we arranged a night with each. It is up to Patty whether or not we have a guy back for a second night in a row. Usually, we only have one out of five guys back for a second night. All the men we’ve played with are decent people and fun lovers but some are just too good and Patty sometimes wants a second helping.

Shy Wife Goes To Strip Club

My wife Sharon has from time to time spoken about being curious about strip clubs. This is not something that I could ever press her on. She would clam up and act like I was a pervert. However, I have always kept this in the back of my mind. 

I have a theory that all women, no matter how modest, have an exhibitionist streak in them to some degree. They like to show off, especially if they are attractive or have a nice body. My wife falls into both of these categories. At 42 she is a cute, thin brunette with perky A cup breasts. There are always guys hovering around her and she occasionally comes home with stories of being hit on. When it’s a young guy hitting on her, I’m assured of some action that night.

One night we were going out to dinner and the kids were with their grandparents. At dinner, as I plied her with wine, I tried to get her to admit to wanting to do something a little more sexually daring. She was being coy but I could see the wheels spinning in her head. Throughout dinner I would run my hand along her bare thigh under the table. At first she would brush my hand away and look around to see if anyone was looking but eventually she let me explore a little more. To make sure she stayed comfortable, I didn’t push her too far.

Naughty Ch. 1 — Girls discover fun with a pillow. [FF] [Lesb]

When Denise got to bed, she couldn’t help but feel sexy. tonight had been so crazy! She’d been to a sorority party on the college campus that night, and she’d had quite a bit to drink. She’d also seen some of the sexiest guys and girls in town, and it was doing things to her. Courtney had been at the party with her, and they had both been pretty turned on by the goings on. Guys and girls making out left and right. Girls and girls making out in quiet dark corners. Noticing that her roommate wasn’t around, Denise slipped her hand down her belly and did a little work on herself as she drifted off to sleep.

Denise woke up the next morning, still feeling tingles of desire. She was supposed to meet Courtney at her dorm room to go work out. When Denise got to Courtney’s room, Courtney wasn’t there. Erika, Courtney’s roomate, told Denise that Courtney was out at breakfast, and that she’d be back in about a half hour or so. Denise sat on Courtney’s bed and kinda minded her own business as Erika stripped down and got dressed right in front of her. Erika was a HOT little piece, and Denise had had MANY fantasies about her, but Erika’s boyfriend Steve might not approve of Denise raping his woman in her own dorm room.

Regrets [MF][Tragedy][Solo]

We all do things we regret, don’t we? Don’t you? I know you do. You must regret me, everything about me. Maybe you hate me. I really think you hate me. I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. Well, I guess not only am I a person to be hated, but I also can’t be trusted.

It’s okay. It’s the way it’ll be. I still look at your social media. I don’t notice right away when you post a work video, but I notice. In a way, I hope you notice me. Like that one night. The night you noticed me.

I really thought you hated me because you picked on me so much. But with a few words. Or a few insults? I don’t know, maybe for you I enjoyed being humiliated in public. Regardless, I enjoyed the sound of my name on your lips.

I really liked the way you looked. Even jokingly, I liked the way you winked at the screen. When I became bolder, I looked for more videos of you. They were short. But they were you. Because it was you that I needed. Because you spoke this language of knowledge. You knew about some computer thing that I knew nothing about. And you were explaining it.

The Teachers Pet

The Teachers Favorite

George Tanner was tired. The kind of tired that seeps into your bones and causes your eyes to ache. There was a pressure building in his head and he knew a headache was coming on fast.

Teaching high school was not his calling, not really. When he got his degree in history, he had thought he would be a high-powered lawyer. But law school was expensive, and the bills kept coming. So, he accepted this teaching job at the local Catholic school. The pay was horrible, the students annoying and unenthusiastic, and the harsh florescent lighting was almost as bad as the lack of funding.

But today was Friday, he had to finish grading a few more papers and then he was home free. Free to get drunk and watch porn, jerk off, and then fall asleep on his couch.

Maybe he would order a pizza.

As he pushed the door to his office open he noticed all his lights were on. That in itself wouldn’t have alarmed him, but the student sitting on his desk was enough to alarm him.

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How to sum up the Modern-Day-Cinders femdom erotica series…let’s just say Cinderella had it far easier…and as for foofoo, the ‘star’ of the tales, let’s say he has found his happy ever after… *chuckles* Basically, they are Female-Led tales of chastity, lots of sph, teasing, frustration, CP, CFnm & domestic menial service; GUARANTEED to have no Fairy Godmother coming to rescue the poor boy from his endless trials & tribulations… Extract:

Humiliating forfeits for foofoo, are inevitably dished out during the frequent visits of Nikki’s friends Amy, Tyler, Monika, Edy, and most recent newcomer to her little band of mischievous vixens; the all too dreamy Verity! Hotter than the sun, for a long term denied, red-blooded male, locked in an austerely sized chastity cage, it hurt to look at her; but as ever he was like a moth to a flame when he had the hots.

His forfeits all tended towards the wildly disproportionate to the actual offense if there even was one; but were immensely entertaining for Nikki and her friends, especially when sparking off each other and making foofoo’s day, and sometimes days to come, miserable.

thighs

How much longer are you going to be?” I huff and roll my eyes and keep putting on my eyeliner. “Baby come on, we’re gonna be late.” I smack my eyeliner on the counter and I snap my head around. “Stop rushing me! Oh my God…”

I turn back around and when I look back in the mirror, he’s still standing behind me. I sigh and I just ignore him. I watch as he takes a couple of steps towards me and he nudges my leg. I look down at his leg and then I look up at his face. A small smile coming out and once again, I ignored him.

A few minutes pass and then I feel his leg again. “Jesus christ…” I muttered underneath my breath. “What! What do you want? How can I finish if you keep interrupting me cal.” His face drops slightly and he whispers out “I just want to be closer to you, that’s all.” I stand up and I walk to the closet. When I come back I stop in my tracks because cal is in my seat.

Art School Professor: Fucking during the Christmas Party (Part I) (FM)

(Start here if you want to the backstory and details, skip down to where it gets juicy)

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In my junior year of college, I was a teaching assistant to my Art professor, Prof. Abbott, a 42-year-old man with an athletic build and salt pepper hair a short beard. I had been attracted to him since I took his class a few years ago as a freshman. As a junior I had applied to be one of his teaching assistants. I knew there were several much more qualified and talented applicants so I was not optimistic. The fact that I got the position, along with a favorable schedule to maximize our time together, showed me that the attraction might be mutual. And that he was willing to color a bit outside the lines to get what he wanted.

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She was in the heat of the moment. [M/F]

This is a continuation of my last story regarding Cara, “She wants to relive and share these memories.”

A couple of days go by since Cara and I had our first encounter in my apartment. We both were busy in our personal lives with work, the holidays, and her family. She would only be able to text me later in the evening when she had some free time on her hands. We would try to set up another meet up. Luckily our schedules aligned and she was free a couple days before Christmas. She told her husband that she needed to do some last-minute Christmas shopping for her colleagues at work. She was going to come over in the afternoon the next day.

I woke up the following morning with my usual morning wood. It was a lot harder that morning than previous ones. I knew I had a sexy milf coming over later that day. I hopped into the shower, groomed myself, and lightly organized my apartment. I got a text from Cara that she was a couple minutes away. I texted her back to let her know that I would wait in the lobby for her. She replies with a smiley face.