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Afternoon at the Mall [MFF] part one

Anal at the Mall part 1

He had me on a leash. Attached to my leather choker, was a metal loop. To that he hooked a chain leash. I was so turned on. The click of the metal got me instantly wet.

It was the completion of my outfit for an afternoon at the mall. He wanted to show me off. A short, black shirt showed off my long, tan legs and ankle tattoos. A cropped, tight, white shirt revealed a tan, flat belly and bellybutton ring. A black, cupless bra underneath showed off my tits and big, hard nipples. My long hair messy, dark eyes and red lips, and the choker completed my look. I was ready.

On the way to the mall, I gave my boyfriend road head until he came in my mouth. The intensity of the blowjob, hard sucking, licking, slobbering saliva all over him and sliding him down my throat made him cum hard and fast. He was delicious.

Once inside the mall, he stood to my left, his right hand on my lower back, left hand holding the leash. He wrapped the chain around his hand a few times, to keep me close. “You’re wild and ready to be fucked,” he whispered in my ear. “I can’t have you wandering off”. Read more »

The Assistant 6 [affair]

Anthony called the front desk to have them send up some paper plates so they could heat up their now cold pasta. They both sat naked in the bed, eating their pasta and watching a documentary. Anthony got up to dispose of his plate and put the leftovers in the fridge. He leaned against the dresser and took in all of Kylie. Kylie stopped chewing mid-bite with noodles hanging out of her mouth and asked, “Yes?”

Anthony smiled and walked over to her and caressed her arm.

“You’re just very beautiful,” he said. Kylie finished her bite and set her plate down.

“Mmm, I think that’s the hormones talking,” she said as she looked up at him. “Have you seen me?”

“I definitely have,” Anthony said and he took care of her plate for her. “Made you cum at least 3 times.”

Kylie blushed. The cool air from the air conditioner made her nipples peak so she went under the covers and Anthony joined her.

“What time do we have to be ready tonight?” she asked as she snuggled into his chest.

“We have to be there at 5,” Anthony said. Read more »

I tried to wake up early [MF, Morning Sex, Creampie]

My watch vibrates. It’s 4:30am.

I try to wake up early to workout, meditate, and prepare for the work day. I barely execute.

I snoozed my alarm and rolled over, facing my husband. I hear him stir and open one eye. He had a slight grimace on his face. “go back to sleep,” I whispered, and rubbed his shoulder. He grabbed my hand and kissed it softly, scooted his body closer to mine and softly kissed my lips.

I felt him breathe in as he pulled away, and it’s as if a switch was pressed. He crashed his lips into mine and made his way on top. His taller frame overtaking me. He ran his hands underneath me, tracing my back and grabbing a hold of my shoulders.

He traces his lips on my neck, my pulse meeting his lips as he locks in kiss after kiss. I drink in his sleepy, yet determined mission and run my fingers over his head, freshly shaved.

He didn’t want to delay, he pushed up my nightgown and pulled down his pants. He felt hot and hard against my thigh. He took the tip of his cock and traced the outside of my vulva, picking up drips of wetness. Read more »

Letters to Daddy, 3 [Mdom] [fsub] [bodywriting] [bondage] [possession] [reddit themed]

Effortlessly, I’m lifted off the bed. There is such a thrill in knowing I’m your little paper doll, practically weightless. Years of athletic dedication have sculpted you, and throwing me around is no task at all. There is no want for masculinity here: you personify it.

For a moment I try to visualise myself through your eyes, keenly aware that “Clever Pet” has been made unintelligible by the combination of sweat, spit and cool cotton of the sheets.

Brought to the lounge room mirror, you place me on the floor, holding the rope to steady me from toppling. One hand there, the other cupping my face. The load you left between my cheeks is sliding down my thighs, mixing with my own arousal.

“Look, little one. Aren’t you lovely?”, your hand squeezes my face a little tighter, forcing me to look at myself in the mirror. I don’t dare look away, as much as the sight fills me with an unnerving cocktail of humiliation, shyness, and want.

I nod in response.

“Do you know what your back says, baby? Or were you too preoccupied with how I filled your little cunt?” Read more »

Don’t Waste a Drop: A New Hucow Joins the Farm! (Hucows, Harem, Pregnancy, Lactation, Exhibitionism)

[Third Installment](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/j59jne/dont_wast_a_drop_a_happy_hucow_breakfast/)

Schlick, PLAP! Schlick, PLAP! “Unnnnn! D-do… Harder!” SLAP! “UNNNNG!” Sounds of a fat cock going in and out of of a wet hucow, and said woman moaning as she was put through her paces filled the room. Justine looked back, a breathless smile on her face as Joe gave it to her just the way she loved. She wiggled her hips then shoved them back against him while she tightened up her muscles, the big farmer gave a grunt and his thrusts stuttered for a moment before speeding up. And that was all enough to let her know she was having the desired effect on the man.

Breakfast was over and it was time for work. Namely upping production of the milk that made the Troyer Hucow Farm famous. Justine was heavily pregnant, and her heavy full breasts were even now attached to a pump in the middle of the room. It was a fairly large pump, almost three times the size of the small one that every hucow owned for when they couldn’t wait to get emptied properly. Every girl had scheduled milking time, and that milking would coincide with draining Joe’s “heavy equipment”. Everyone on the farm worked, and they all enjoyed their jobs. Read more »

Extensive use at Glory Hole

I fantasize about setting up a glory hole station for large groups. Perhaps a Glory hole booth in the corner of a large busy strip club. Select bachelor parties in Las Vegas? Large men’s prison.. Being as careful as one can be in this type of setting. Wash very well and rinse very well with peroxide in between. Perhaps having about three holes available with something for the participant to hold on to while properly facefucking the hole. Of course, working toward getting as many to confirm they are decease free etc.. Then return regularly requesting first in line with extra large loads and extra large tools.

A few months back someone suggested that I extend my offer to entertainment companies that do bachelor parties and other parties.

I’ve thought of this many times. I live in Las Vegas and could probably set up a suite with an adjoining room etc..

My wife, the virgin (fiction, breeding)

The wedding was over. We had danced the night away. Mary was now my wife and I was now her husband. We had arranged for the honeymoon suite far away from our other guests. Mary had grown up very religious and as such, we had an agreement that she would be a virgin on our wedding night.

It was torture, all those nights, longing to touch, longing to give in to our primal urges. But now here we were, outside the room where we would finally “give in”.

Mary had made it clear to me from the moment we met. Sex is for baby making. It would be sinful if she was to have sex without conceiving a child. Mary had spent the months leading up to the wedding tracking her cycle. She read everything she could about conception. She explained to me that if she wasn’t ovulating on our wedding night, the sex would have to wait.

I opened the door and we put down our things. She had been carrying her shoes as she had taken them off hours earlier. She reached for her phone and saw the words “ovulation 1 day ago, high chance of getting pregnant”. She dropped her shoes to the floor with a loud thud, reached over towards me and grabbed me by the torso. Read more »

Hunger (Daddy/baby girl, edging, orgasm control, denial)

Early morning, before the sun peaked above the horizon, I woke to a large, warm hand caressing my hip, leaving a trail of goose bumps on my skin. Fingers dragged slowly up my side, over the curve of my waist, and found the flesh of my left breast.

“Mmm,” I purred, stirring from sleep.

His mouth and nose nuzzled into my neck, and bristles on his chin and upper lip lightly scratched over my soft skin. I leaned back, and moaned quietly as his lips and warm tongue explored the nape of my neck. Kisses and licks moved from behind my ear, down my neck and around my collar bone, causing my muscles to soften and relax.

“Good morning baby girl,” he whispered, squeezing my breast gently, then more forcefully as moans of arousal escaped my throat.

He inhaled deeply and wrapped his arms tightly around my body, pulling me close. His cock was pressed firmly against my back and I felt its heat radiating through me.

He nibbled at my ear and whispered again, “Let’s see how wet you are this morning”. Read more »