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Testing the Waters Part Three [M/F] [Mother in Law/Son in Law] [Cheating]

I could feel her breath in my ear, raspy and urgent. Her hand slide down my chest and abs slowly, reaching into my boxers. She grabbed my swollen, stiff member and started gently massaging it. Both my hands were full of ass cheek as I groped and started to slide them through the sides of her panties. I kissed and licked her neck from her shoulder to her jawline, alternating between sucking and licking. I moved my mouth up and started sucking on her earlobe, moaning lightly into her ear as she cupped my balls and started to gently rub them.

“Oh my god, I need you so bad,” Laurie whispered breathlessly, as I moved my left hand from her ass to her breast, cupping it and gently playing with her erect nipple.

I turned my mouth and firmly started kissing her. She opened her mouth and accepted my tongue. My right hand moving from her ass to the flat of her stomach, slid down the front of her panties. Feeling her slit and how wet she was, I slide my middle finger down and found her clit. I started gently rubbing in a circle, and she started moaning into my mouth as we kissed. Reaching with my left hand, I grabbed the hem of her underwear above her ass and started to peel them off. This is it, I thought, it’s finally happening. We are finally giving in. Read more »

Hardware stores can be so fun! [anal play] [stranger sex]

I recently bought a house that needed a lot of fixing up. I loved spending my free time in hardware stores. The smell, the metal, and the muscular construction workers were a bonus. I had a FWB that was starting to bore me and as my sexual appetite grew, I found myself watching more and more porn. If I had to label myself, I guess I would be bi. I love huge tits but there is nothing more appealing than a guy with a huge cock being rough. I fantasied about it all the time especially when I would see a guy who fit my dreams.

One evening after work, I needed to pick up a few things at Lowe’s. It was late fall and it started to get dark early. I was feeling particularly horny so I dressed to impress. Tight jeans, no panties, a tight t-shirt and a thin bra. To top it off, I put on some blood red lipstick and pulled my long red hair back into a baseball cap. My 5’9” fit frame was not hard to miss and I used that to my advantage. Read more »

Forbidden Thoughts [MF+M non-fiction]

Overall, she wasn’t very kinky. I had been dating her for over 3 years and we had fucked enough for me to know how openminded she was. I figured since we were seniors in high-school that her kinkiness might change. One thing Melissa didn’t lack was drive. She wanted her ample ass pounded from behind thoroughly and virtually daily. At 5ft 2 and about 150Ibs, she had a slim waist, but curvy thighs, hips, and of course a bit more than a handful of an ass. Up top her tits were just enough to fill a C-cup with delicious nipples that sprung out to about a ¼ inch if you slid your tongue across them. Her pussy was tasteless and gushed the deeper fondle. She typically kept it shaved smooth, which I hated, but would occasionally give me a dark thick landing strip to work with.
We started dating after I saw her ex-bf grab her by the arm aggressively in the hallway one afternoon. In just a split second, he was looking up at the bright neon lights and feeling the cool tile floor beneath his head. However, for years I couldn’t help but think that he would get the last laugh. I knew how much Melissa liked to fuck and I often wondered if the rumors around school were true and she was sleeping with him covertly. I would lay in bed at night fuming, revisiting the text messages I discovered in her phone, or pictures in “hidden” files. Oddly, I realized the idea of her riding my enemy’s tiny and left slanted dick aroused me. I slowly gripped my shaft and felt my cold fingers tighten, as I pumped to all the fantasies that filled my head.
I had a couple of kinky female confidants that I enjoyed on the side of my high-school relationship. Part of the fringe benefits of my interactions with them was learning of the kinkiest of gossip. I learned that one topic of discussion between a few of the girls in my grade and below was my father’s very visible bulge that he sported while wearing jeans at football games. Apparently, the topic had even been brought up in conversation with my girlfriend. After some prodding they let me know that she too had engaged in the chatter about his possible length and girth. Similar to when I initially heard about her possible sneaking around while I was at practice and getting dicked down by my enemy, I was ticked off. After the anger settled and even more oddly than before, the idea of my girlfriend casually wondering aloud about the size of my father’s cock began to make mine grow. I had often carried on full conversations with him while he showered. We would chat football or news of the day as he coolly soaped his rather large scrotum and long dick, towering over me at 6ft 4 with a hairier chest and legs. Even flaccid he was larger than me and I wasn’t little by any stretch. He was a borderline sex addict and his room was positioned directly above mine, so I often heard him whipping and humping away late at night, then I’d catch a glimpse of them as they made their pre-dawn escape. I often shared naughty pics with dad of my side escapades, but held back from showing him any of my girlfriend. That changed after talking to my confidants. The very next morning could see his cock throbbing though the thin material of his pajama pants as I casually flipped through a few pics of Melissa’s luscious ass and a few frontal selfies showing her tits. I touched myself at the thought of him wanting to fuck her in that moment and knowing she had some interest in seeing what he was packing.
One-night Melissa was sleeping over when we were awoken by rhythmic thumping above us. I acted as if I couldn’t hear it and the sounds began to change as the minutes ticked by. The thumping continued, but I could hear moans and pleading. With an arm of Melissa spooning, my dick was firmly pressed into her curvy ass. I could feel it begin to harden and before long I was at full staff. I decided to move my hand just a bit to feel her pussy… and sure enough it was sopping wet! I parted her lips with my index and middle fingers and whispered into her ear “you know he’s bigger than me, don’t you?” She lightly nodded and I pressed deeper inside her with my fingers. “I showed him pics of you naked earlier today, I watched his dick get fully hard by the time I got to the one of you bent over your bathroom counter.” Typically, she would have been infuriated by such an act, but this time I felt her hand push mine immediately shoving my two fingers into her dripping cunt as deep as they would go. I continued whispering “I am sure within the last 30 minutes of them fucking he’s thought about destroying your little pussy, you’ve though about that very thing before haven’t you slut?” She nodded again. Read more »

Forbidden relationship (male+older female)

After college I took a job as a one-on-one for a local school. Basically I worked with an autistic kid who’s mom happened to be a teacher at the school.

Karen was the kid’s mom. I think she was hesitant about working with my son initially but eventually I won her over. I was always down to stay late to help the kid or just talk with her. Eventually we start to have lunches together and she opened up more to me about her struggles with her own husband.

Now I don’t know when I became attracted to Karen. I really didn’t pay her any mind the first time we met but at some point she became one of my top jack off fantasies. She was probably around 50 and a blonde. She’s one of those heavier girls who has her weight spread perfectly between her ass and her tits.

So after about a year of work the sexual tension between us started to bubble up. There must’ve been a dozen times where we had these weird moments of silence when we were standing just a little too close together. Read more »

The Rabbit Hole Part 4 [FF] [MF] [Mind Control] [Hypnosis] [Sissy] [Forced Femme]

**Chapter 4: A Rush Job**

**Penny**

“Just try to relax,” said Penny.

“That’s pretty cliché,” said Nadia. She opened her left eye and stuck her tongue out at Penny. Penny rolled her eyes but couldn’t resist a smile.

“Do you want this to work or not?”

“I do,” said Nadia, opening her eyes entirely. They were back in Penny’s office. The sound of rain and bells surrounded Nadia, along with a gentle music she couldn’t quite identify or name.

“Then, relax,” commanded Penny. “I’d hate for this not to work because you’re so wound up from excitement or anxiety.”

“I’ll get right on that,” muttered Nadia.

“Try,” snapped Penny.

Nadia blushed and stared at her hands, each nervously twitching in her lap. “Sorry,” she muttered.

Penny sighed. “No, I’m sorry.” Penny crossed in front of Nadia and sat on her desk in front of the redhead. “I’m nervous too.” Penny grabbed a pencil and rolled it between her hands. “I guess I’m the one that should relax.”

Nadia reached forward and grabbed Penny’s hand. “Hey,” she whispered. “If you fail, at least you’ll join the legions of others that have failed before you.” Read more »

[MF] [FF-voy] NURSING SCHOOL FOR HAL – Hal’s girlfriend was going to nursing school and he felt that was why she was so good in bed. But what Hal didn’t know was that she was also a bit of an exhibitionist and had agreed with her roommates to let them watch her and Hal making love.

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I waited impatiently for the next three nights and days for Saturday at 10:00 pm, when I arrived promptly at Janey, Fran, and Sylvia’s apartment.

I was wearing a pair of men’s bikini briefs, a nylon t-shirt, my tightest jeans, clean sweat socks, and new loafers so my feet wouldn’t smell of sneakers. I had showered half an hour before I left home, after running my dad’s electric razor over my face carefully and throwing on some of his aftershave.

I felt ready for the action that Janey had promised. And the thought of her kept me hard from the moment I left her bed on Wednesday night until I rang the doorbell.

The sexiest Janey I had yet seen opened the door. She was dressed like a stripper: high black heels; black hose, sleek smooth ones, satin to the touch; the sheerest black bikini panties (I could see what little cunt hair she had right through them!); a black garter belt to hold up the stockings; and black pasties on her nipples. She also wore long black gloves on her hands/arms and a black derby. Read more »

Car Trouble, Part the Second [Lesbian ghost story] – Yes, I know Halloween was last month …

There was an unbridled intensity to their desire for each other that Lisa could not possibly have anticipated for the simple reason that she had never felt anything like it before. As far as she was concerned, it was like their very souls were merging and she was finding the whole experience absolutely intoxicating.

The two girls then made their way over to the car, but since they held onto each other tightly the whole time it had to be made in an awkward shuffle. They did separate then however and Lisa leaned back heavily against the vehicle as Amy slowly and steadily kissed her way down her body towards her bosom.

Lisa couldn’t help but cry out loudly as the other girl took one of her pert breasts firmly in each hand and started to suck and nibble at the fat nipples. Once again, Lisa’s legs suddenly seemed to be unable to support her weight and she feared that she might slide down the side of the car and land with a very solid thump right on her ass, but somehow she managed to stay upright as Amy continued her onslaught.

Car Trouble, Part the First [Lesbian ghost story] – Yes, I know it’s way late for Halloween …

Hunched forward over the steering wheel of her car, peering through the windshield into the seemingly impenetrable darkness, Lisa Hatcher could have kicked herself for choosing to come this way.

It was Halloween and she had gone to a party with a bunch of her friends this evening, choosing to stay out a little past her curfew rather than risk losing the hunk she had almost reeled in, but that had earned her a call from her father. The old man had pitched a world class fit just because she was a couple of hours late getting home, practically melting her cell phone with all of his heated griping. To defuse the situation, she had realized that she needed to get home fast before he started thinking about grounding her or something and this road was certainly the quickest way to get home.

Unfortunately, it was also a very narrow and poorly maintained strip of asphalt that wound it’s way through the dense, almost primeval forest that occupied the edge of town.

Happy Brithday, Sir. (Part 4/the end) (bdsm, threesome, mff, dom/switch/sub, oral, dp,)

As credits rolled on the screen Amy took Lisa’s hand and slipped back down into their den. Lisa stumbled behind her admiring her energy. Amy climbed up on the bed and tapped the sheets. Lisa took the hint and climbed up next to her. Amy pulled her into a kiss, she nibbled and licked Lisa’s already slightly puffy lips. The sting made Lisa moan and pur. Their bodies pressed hard against each other. Amy’s hands wandered one found the back of Lisa’s next and the other came to rest on her breasts. She pulled and nipped at Lisa’s nipples, forcing louder moans from between her lips. Lisa rested her hand on Amy’s ass squeezing in response to Amy’s nips. Read more »