“Game point!” Kyla yelled, tossing the tennis ball in the air, readying her arm for the swing. The bounce of the toss pushed her tennis skirt up to her Spanx line, and the long reach of the serve showed off her toned arms and legs. This double’s tennis match was on game point after nearly an hour of intense volleys, lobs, chase downs, backhands, and net-rushes. She connected with the ball, letting out a primal *ugh* and she ran up to the back of the line, watching the opposing team play the ball. Kyla and her roommate, Jessie, had been challenged to a game by the boys across the hall, Evan and Brady. Jessie and Brady had kind of been a thing starting around thanksgiving break last semester, and Evan had been trying to make moves on Kyla – but none of his moves really… connected. He lacked composure and esteem.
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Symbiosis [FF] [MF] [Cheating] [Teasing] – Part 2
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### Chapter 1 – The Job (continued)
Office Sex [MF]
First, I went around the division to do a full sweep of the office. My boss was military so his conservative ass would still come into the office from time to time even during a damn pandemic. I didn’t see anyone on the entire floor and gleefully texted him: *The coast is clear.*
He came up and waited in the lobby because he no longer had a swipe card. Still looking over our shoulder because everywhere was glass, we headed back to the hallway where both our offices sat. Well, his former office.
“My office? Or yours?,” I asked with a smirk. He looked at both our offices as if he was shopping.
“Let’s go to mine.”
Being the planner I am, I threw him a pack of baby wipes as I closed the door behind me. It was a sunny day and the light was bright but soft. We exchanged a passionate kiss and started stripping each other’s clothes off. He was sitting on his desk when I said, “Hey. Thank you for your service. “ He smiled as we continued to dive into each other. It was veteran’s day, and he was an army vet. All that training made his muscular body deliciously firm.
I had sex with a co-passenger, on a flight , while my newly wed husband slept.
We were 10000 feet above sea level and I was horny as fuck. We were on a transatlantic flight , and the multiple time zones had left my husband extremely sleepy, and me extra awake. I looked across at my husband of 10 days, we had just been on our honeymoon to the Maldives, and were headed home to San Francisco. He had a nasty sunburn right across his face, sparing the two circles around his eyes, in the shape of his sunglasses. He was not a pretty sight, especially with drool dripping from one corner of his mouth, as his head lolled back and forth, against his travel neck pillow.
I know I am trying to find excuses, for what happened next, but I really didn’t mean to cheat on my husband just 10 days into the marriage.
Here’s what happened next.
I looked around the plane.It was dark outside and the cabin lights were dim, everyone seemed to be dozing or occupied with their mobile phones. The man on my left, had his eyes closed
My Favorite Blowjob Ever
This happened with my current girlfriend and it was the first time she ever gave me one. We’ll call her Emma for anonymity purposes. So the surprise factor was high at the time making it even better. I mean I’d had blowjobs in the past but nothing compared to this one. It had also been close to a year at that point since I was in a relationship which made it more intense at the time.
This was early on in our relationship after 3 or 4 dates. We were hanging out at her place just watching Netflix and talking. The mood turned a little frisky and we ended up on her bed. Our clothes were off at this point and Emma is slowly working her way down on me. I’m rock hard of course getting even more turned on by her actions. She finally gets down to my cock and I’m already precumming. She licks from the base to the top taking me all in with one elegant motion. The feel of her warm wet mouth as she slid up and down my cock was absolutely amazing. The sight of her big beautiful tits bouncing was a nice touch too. She started off slow trying to take me all in. I just watched as her head went up and down on my cock.
“The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude (Part 4).” (M/F, Rough Sex)
This is the fourth installment of “The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude”; a story inspired by, and originally submitted as a response to, [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/f4ft7z/wp_turns_out_the_hitchhiker_you_picked_up_is_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) by u/RedFredHunter.
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Dim, almost-orange yellow light poured through the widening gap of the threshold as the door swung inward. The inside knob thumped against the near wall, and the wooden slab shuddered on its hinges as it – much more slowly – began to swing back out.
In a flurry of movement, two pairs of feet awkwardly shambled over each other – a heavy set of black steel-toes chasing backstepping sandals. The open-toed footwear snagged on the carpet, and they were forgotten as their owner’s feet slipped out of them and the other’s boots tried over them.
An ursine pair of hands took hold of a slim waist – rough fingers brushing up under the blue hem of a shirt – and lifted it upwards. There was a feminine yelp, and long denim-clad legs wrapped around a burly torso; delicate fingers digging into broad shoulders.
The bear paws roamed southwards, cupping the woman’s ass in their palms, squeezing it through her jeans. Her fingers reciprocated the treatment on his shoulders, tightening their grip urgently.
A Voyeur No More (MF) – Chapters 3 & 4 (of 4)
Chapter 3: Reconnecting
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I stayed away from Keri’s coffee shop for a while after that. I felt a little bit weird with the way the night ended and I wasn’t sure how things would go if I visited. Clearly she was uncomfortable or embarrassed when she hurried from my condo. But, I couldn’t let go of the image of her touching herself during that brief moment when she gave into her desires. The soft mass of her breast under her shirt molding to the pressure of her hand. The way her lips were open and her breathing almost labored. It was really sexy! That experience with Keri was like a special drug to me. I replayed those erotic minutes in my head over and over. My imagination filled in details impossible for me to recall. Sometimes the experience didn’t end with her sprinting down my stairs. Instead, her breathing accelerated. Her chest would expand and her back arch as she tried to move closer to some unseen stimulation. Her hand would explore her body in ways that drove me crazy.
“The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude (Part 3).” (M/F, Plot Development)
This is the third installment of “The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude”; a story inspired by, and originally submitted as a response to, [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/f4ft7z/wp_turns_out_the_hitchhiker_you_picked_up_is_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) by u/RedFredHunter.
*Note: This particular installment does not feature an actual sex scene. Due to its length, I saw fit to post this segment as Part Three, and the following sex scene as Part Four.*
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“Still aiming for Bakersfield?”
“Mmmmnnnh… What?”
“*Kitty*, wake up.”
“I’m… awake…”
“You sure?”
“No.”
“I asked if you were still wanting to go to Bakersfield.”
Kitty groaned as she forced herself to sit up in bed, drowsiness still weighing down her eyelids like lead. She paused to regain strength, exhausted by the small effort, then raised her hands to her face.
“What time is it?” She mumbled into her palms.
“A little after five.”
“In the morning?”
“Sure as hell ain’t five in the afternoon.”
“Why are you up so early?”
“I’ve gotta get going. Got a load to drop off, and it’s still a long drive to Bakersfield.”
“Fuck…” Kitty sighed, running her hands up and to either side of her face, smoothing back her unruly hair as she finally managed to blink her eyes open.
A Voyeur No More (MF) – Chapters 1 & 2 (of 4)
Chapter 1: The Coffee Shop
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I was at this coffee shop I go to sometimes. I’m not much of a coffee drinker so I
can usually be found with some sort of tea. I mainly like the atmosphere. No one is in a rush to get anywhere. People cluster around tables in cushy chairs to socialize. Others occupy a secluded corner and read while they take in their choice of menu items. A few huddle over their laptops and enjoy a relatively quiet place to work. It all relaxes me. I belong in the “corner chair” group. Although, I rarely make it very far in any book though I pick some good titles. It’s all for show. I’m there to watch.
A young couple is cozying up in two of the low plush chairs near a small fireplace in a