Tennis Lessons. Part 2. [MF] [MILF] [Blowjob]

*Here is Part 2! Sorry for the wait. Thanks for the support + let me know if you have suggestions. Check out my profile for more content from my SO and I.* *Part 3 soon.*

TL;DR College student begins teaching tennis lessons and quickly learns experienced women give the best head.

Monday finally arrived and David was ecstatic. He had spent the last few days in a trance of general lust. His desire for a mature woman to grip his dick had grown tenfold since he stumbled onto that fateful image. Since that day, he had been emptying his balls as frequently as possible: in the shower, in his bedroom, and even out on the pool deck when no one was home. David had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and who could blame him? With a long, thick cock like his, he didn’t care who saw him stroking it in the noon sun. His fantasy was for the new neighbor to peep over the fence and see his package, but that had not happened.

Darcy’s Doubts: Day 1 [M/T]

This is a work in progress and is not a quick fap, I hope to add more sex in the beginning after another round of editing, but for now I just want to share this. Hope you enjoy!

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“This is your pilot speaking, we’ll be landing in Chicago…”. I ignored the rest, too excited to finally be here. Chicago, the Windy City, the Second City, whatever else people are calling it nowadays. I’d been here a couple of times with my family when I was younger. We’d go to the zoo and the pier every time we came. Dad always talked about moving to the big city. Until a weekend of expensive food and parking convinced him otherwise.

Today I’ll be making his dream a reality thanks to the *fancy* new job I landed. My new company was clear, they needed me asap, so I hopped a flight quick as I could. I came with nothing but a duffle bag, backpack, and the clothes on my back. To be honest I didn’t own much else. Anything else I did own I left for my old roommates to fight over.

I control your pussy

{lesbian, though you only know by one word}

It’s our two year anniversary. You sit there, restless. Tapping your feet, trying to appear unbothered.

The waitress comes over to ask how everything is and if we wanted something. You tell her, whilst trying to keep your voice clear and even, that the food is delicious and that you’d like a refill.

I sit across the table, eyes fixed on you. I’m enjoying watching my beautiful little princess struggling.

My finger taps the screen of my phone that’s in my pocket, adjusting the speed and intensity of the vibrator sitting snug in your pussy. I lower it for a few seconds as you start to speak, then mid sentence I increase.

Your eyes widen a little but you stay as composed as possible.

The waiter walks away.

You turn to look at me, and we lock eyes. You’re biting your lip slightly. You know I like that. Your hips slowly start to grind ever so slightly on the chair. I’m fucking you with my eyes, and you’re fucking me with yours.

An erotic poem about Restraint (MF)(BDSM)

Restraint

Dark leather straps

Bonding my wrists and ankles

To the bed I lay upon.

The white sheets, torn off

In passion, lay piled on the floor.

I did lust. I did not resist.

You climbed on top with nothing

But black lace panties on.

A burning candle in one hand

And the other braced against my chest.

Slowly grinding yourself on top

Of my naked cock.

I could feel how wet you were

Through the thin fabric.

Carefully you tilted the candle

Over my chest, letting the red hot wax

Drip down burning me, and instantly cooling.

Blowing out the candle

You let the remnants of the molten wax

Splatter upon my abdomen.

You take off your last item of clothing,

As you straddle my body higher,

And higher until your hips

Rest above my head.

You sit upon my face.

My tongue meets your sweet,

Tasty lips with delight.

I twist and contort my tongue

Doing whatever it took

To make you moan.

Grinding on my face,

How my mom and sis got fucked

about my conservative sister and mom going on a trip to Goa with me and my friends.
Let me describe them to you. I work in Mumbai IT company for the last 5 years and live with 5 other flatmates in a 3 BHK apartment. I come from Udaipur in Rajasthan where the society is little orthodox and females living there are conservative.
My mom is wheatish in complexion and has maintained her figure doing her daily chores. She is 36b-30-34 and wears saree like Vidya Balan. She is 45 years of age and is a widowed housewife. On the other side, my sister is 19 years old still going to college.
She recently developed good shape boobs. Her figure is 32b-28-32. She is slim and mostly wears salwar suits at home. Only when she goes to school she puts on a tight shirt and skirt till knees. Recently my sister was done with the exams and wanted to visit me.
So my mom called me up and told that they are coming to Mumbai to meet me for a few days. I was very excited as well as a little nervous. Where would I make them stay? Already there were a lot of males inside the house. Anyways I told this to my flatmates over a group chat.
My roommate agreed to move to the hall for a few days. One of my flatmates mistakenly posted on the group, “Both of them look very sexy and slutty. Wish I get some action with any one of them.” He immediately removed the message but I had read it already.
At first, I was angry but then later this thought also aroused me. I masturbated multiple times thinking about my mom and sister. After a week they came to our flat. My mom and sister kept their luggage in my room and changed into some comfortable clothes.
My mom was in a saree as usual but with a low cut blouse. My sister changed into suit and salwar but was without dupatta in the flat. I saw my flatmates ogling them from time to time and enjoy their cleavages. They all also became comfortable talking to them.
One day I saw two of my flatmates peeping into the bathroom of my room. My mom had gone for a walk to buy some household items and my sister was taking a bath. They caught me looking at them and then I smiled. Then they also smiled and continued looking at my hot sister having a bath.
I could see the hard-on in their pants easily. I also joined them and had a little peek inside the bathroom. I saw my sexy and hot naked sister having a shower. The water was dripping down from her face to boobs and from near her shaved pussy to the floor. I also got a hard-on seeing this.
Soon we left the place and went to the other room and opened the pictures of my sister and mom and masturbated. Now I and my friends wanted to fuck my sister and mom badly. This went on for some time like 3 – 4 days.  We were watching my mom and sister in dirty ways.
Soon our trip to Goa was about to start. I had booked a traveler for all of us to go. I had booked 3 rooms in a resort for all of us. It was a long weekend and Thursday night when we all started for Goa in the traveler. My mom and sister were seated in the middle 2 seats.
My friends were around them and I was near the driver so that he does not fall asleep during the drive. It was around 3 am in the night. We were on the highway and everyone else was asleep. I saw my mom. She was in a black transparent saree and her pallu had fallen down from the wind.
I could see her cleavage very clearly. I gulped and enjoyed the view. Then I saw a friend of mine was awake and he came to talk to me. He was like very normal. But when he was going back to the seat he also saw my moms boobs coming out of her black blouse and her sexy face.
He stood there for like 10 minutes just admiring her boobs. Then he took out his phone and clicked some pictures of her and went back to his seat.  Then soon I also slept and around 6 am in the morning we reached Goa to our resort. We all checked in to our respective rooms.
My mom and sister in room 1 and me and my friends in room 2. We had arranged for some booze for us to enjoy. Now we all got fresh one by one. It was around 9 am in the morning and we went to the hall of the resort for breakfast.
My sister was in a tight fit suit and salwar. My mom was in see-through saree blue color with matching blouse and petticoat. I could see everyone’s eyes turned towards them including the waiters. I was excited to see that and imagined a whole lot of stuff about them, like getting them fucked right there by all the people.
This thought brought me a little hard on which I could hide easily for that time. We had our breakfast and then we made a plan to go to Bagha beach. We all picked up scooty. My mom was riding behind my friend and my sister was with me. I could feel the boobs touching again and again. I am sure my friend was also enjoying my mom.
It was difficult for my mom to keep hold of the saree pallu. At Bagha beach, there was a lot of crowds. They were ogling at my mom and sister like they will rip their clothes off and fuck them like their personal bitches. We all sat down at the beach for some fun.
We all planned to go to the waters so we kept our phones wallets and footwear on the beach. We all went into the water. My sister’s clothes stuck and in a white kurta, her bra was visible clearly. She was looking like a sex angel from heaven. She was smiling and her boobs protruding out made all of very hard.
I could see my friends playing with my sister. Picking her up and dipping her in water and splashing water on her face. While another guy held her from the back. My one friends came near me and said, “She is definitely made for a gangbang and so is your slut mom. Why don’t you send her also?”
I got excited listening to this and I went to my mom. I told her also to join my sister and friends and take a feel of the seawater. She went there hesitatingly and slowly she reached near my sister. I was watching sitting far away from there.
My friend who asked me to send my mom splashed some water on her face. The other guy pushed her. She then fell down in water hard. When she got up from there, all of them were astonished. Her pallu had dropped and made her blouse see-through.
They could see her big boobs in a black bra. Her saree was stuck to her legs. Her hair and face were also wet. Mom is still shy about this but her boobs are trying to peek out of her blouse. After a few minutes of fun and molestation, they all came back to the beach near me.
My mom was shivering in cold and she had goosebumps. On the other hand, my friends were busy watching her boobs and my sisters figure. I told them to change the clothes but they did not bring any clothes. they were shivering in cold.
I then told my mom to at least open the saree and be in blouse and petticoat. She was hesitant in doing so and was pointing out to strangers there. In the meantime, my sister took out some food items from the bag and gave it to everyone.  They took it and started to feel sleepy after that.
My mom thought it is happening because of the cold breeze there. Then she removed her saree leaving behind the blouse and petticoat. This was a treat to all of us guys there seeing my sexy and hot mom strip down on the beach. Meanwhile, my sexy sister was also getting drowsy.
We now planned to go to our resort and change. Since my mom and sister were in the dizzy state they were made to sandwich between two boys each on the bikes. I could see them being pressed fully and being molested on the bikes. I saw the guy sitting behind my sister has cupped her boobs.
He was now pressing them hard and kissing her neck and back portion. I saw this while riding and my dick started to become hard. Then the guy inserted his hand in her kurta and continued pressing her boobs and touch her back and stomach inside the kurta. I was enjoying seeing this a lot.
Then I thought of checking my mom. To my surprise, her blouse was opened and the bra was pulled down. Her big melons were hanging down in open and the guy behind her was doing the same. Pressing them hard and pinching her nipples. Now my dick was rock hard and up. It was saluting both the ladies.
Now they turned their faces towards them. They were kissing them on lips very hard. Soon they stopped the bikes near a secluded area and brought my mom and sister down. They ripped all the clothes off them and fucked them one by one. My sister and mom looked like sluts being fucked on the street by cheap men.
I also fucked both of them very hard. We also spread our cum on their faces. We were now exhausted and hungry too. But what to eat? Then we decided to go back to the resort. We dressed my mom and sister back with the cum on their faces and body and reached the resort.
We picked them up and were taking them to our rooms. We took mom in one room and sister in another room. Again we undressed them and fucked them hard like cheap whores of the streets. Then the hotel staff came to each room with food and saw us doing nasty stuff to my mom and sister.
And we allowed them also to join. We fucked them during the whole stay at Goa and fucked them in every possible position. It was now time for us to leave Goa in the same traveler. As soon as the journey started we forcefully removed all the clothes of my mom and sister and played with their sexy bodies.
I saw my sister handling cocks in mouth and pussy. My mom was handling two cocks in hands and one in pussy. Our driver was shocked to see this and he also requested to fuck them. I agreed but then said we won’t pay any rent for the traveler. He agreed.
He also made us stop at local dhabas for food where the waiter and owner of the dhabas also enjoyed the sexy mom and sister. They were fucked hard and rough like cheap sluts and now we use them anytime we want.

Working on a long story/possible erotic book

I am just starting the process of writing a long story of a 25 year old man, who finds himself in an odd job while trying to make it in Hollywood. He was working on gigs as a model while trying to find better paying work. Then one day an elderly woman approached him in public. She told the man to come work for her company with the elites. That he had just the look for the job. When he shows up the job is described to him as a male escort for the rich and famous. The story will be chapters of the man having sexual encounters with famous women (mostly) and discovering a life of kinks through the celebrities.

Throughout the writing process I will be putting up polls and asking followers of my Patreon (Both free and Paid Followers) with help making decisions on new characters and plot details. Currently there is a poll up (link on my profile) to decide my first character. So be sure to get involved and follow through with the growing story.

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Not Sure [mff]

“I’m not sure if this is a good idea.”

His voice was barely a whisper, drowned out by the droning of the train. But it felt too loud, as if he had shouted through the wagon. His wife didn’t stop, of course. He hadn’t really expected her to and was pretty sure he didn’t want her to. She let go of the earlobe she had been nibbling on and quickly looked around. Her fingers had found his nipple under his shirt and she pinched it hard enough to elicit a soft gasp.

“Yes, you do”, she breathed in his ear. “You would like getting caught, I bet. Maybe by the redhead?”

He glanced over the seats at the woman sitting several rows down. She was looking out the window, her long crimson hair tucked behind her ear. Could she see him, from the corner of her eye? His cock strained against his pants.

“Let me help you.”

Camila’s Frat Party (mf | cons | party | celebrity | )

Tonight there was a college party going on just off the local campus, most of the students were either attending this party or at the nightclub that brought in upcoming musicians to perform small shows. Tonight’s show was a Cuban girl named Camila, a wannabe pop star that was just starting to get some traction. After the show some fans invited her to come to the frat party back at their school. Camila was just starting to earn some fame so she agreed to go, not expecting it to be too big of an issue at a college party. The singer agreed, telling them that she would be there after she changes her outfit and gets cleared to leave the venue. It took the young Cuban girl about an hour to collect her check and get dressed for the party after her show, but afterwards she ordered a car to pick her up and drop her off at the party. Telling all her girl friends that came along as her posse to come party instead of going back to the hotel so early tonight. Of the six friends only three decided to go while the rest headed back to their hotel rooms to wind down. All four of the girls including Camila piled into the large black suv in their dresses and big heels. They dressed up to blend in with the slutty college girls. Currently they were all in their early 20’s, Camila being the youngest at 20. When they got to the party the other girls grabbed drinks, while the young singer went straight to the main room where most of the people dancing were at. She was not a drinking type of girl, but she loved to dance any chance she got. Walking into the room in the tight dress that she wore to look sexy tonight. It was a thin silky white dress, the top held up by two tiny strings over her shoulders. The strings were hidden by her long dark hair that had natural curls as it rested on her shoulders. Camila had on a light pink lipstick to paint her plump lips and eyeliner around her dark brown eyes. The look was seductive while her dress seemed to match. Her outfit was covering her small B cup breasts nicely, giving just a peek at the little cleavage the girl had to show. That body was so perfectly shaped going down to make up for the perky small boobs, with wide latin hips that supported her fat booty behind her. The dress was loosely hanging off her rear, hanging down to her mid thigh. Camila’s thighs were thick with slender calves on her legs below. In the tall black high heels her legs looked great. With the shoes the small girl was 5 foot 5 inches, but normally she was barely 5’2. Tonight she looked amazing as she scanned for her spot to let loose and dance the night away.

My sister getting fucked

My name is Rayan and this is the story of how I fucked my elder sister. Once my sister was on a business conference in Goa. She was staying at a five star hotel in north Goa. I had some free time from my job so I though of surprising her and also spy on my sister, see what my hot 27 year old was up to in Goa. So I hopped on a flight and in the next hour was in the city of sands, beaches, sex and drugs. All the way long I was thing about my sister she was 3 years elder to me, hot smoking body. She always wore Indian.
I had rarely seen her in western. She was a lawyer. We stayed with our parents in Mumbai. All of us were successful and good times had entered our lives. I checked in a nearby hotel, just 5 mins away, from where my sister was staying. I wasted no time and reached the reception of the hotel where my sister was at, the receptionist was a girl named Anjali. She buzzed my sister and after my sister confirmed that it was in fact her handsome little brother and there was no problem letting me in, Anjali with a sexy smile asked the bell boy to escorted me to my sisters hotel room.
As the door opened I was greeted by my sister, as I looked at her, I couldnt help but notice how hot my sister was, curly hair till her shoulders, big round eyes that complemented the hot wheatish complexion her smacking red lips her tight lime blouse… and then it hit me… my sister (who I had rarely seen wear a jeans) was wearing low- waist denim shorts and heels. My sister saw the expressions on my face, we looked at each other and she gave me her loving smile, hugged me and said, ‘Relax bhai, its goa’. I realized my hands were now on her bare waist…. her silky smooth waist…… I snapped out of it and pulled away slowly, I looked at her and said with a sly smile ‘its goa indeed’.
My sister took me by the hand and escorted me to the living area of her hotel room where two fat Indian men in their late 40s were sitting comfortably on each side of a three person couch with drinks in their hand. They both were in their beach shorts and shirts. Samya comfortably sat between them and introduced them to me as ‘Ashok’ and ‘Girish’, surprisingly she was on a first name bases with guys who were easily 15 to 20 years elder to her age.
I then came to know that they both were Legal heads of different MNCs. Ashok who was sitting on the right put his hand over my sisters shoulder and greeted me saying ‘Hi Rayan” then he looked at my sister and said ‘you did not tell me you had such a handsome brother” to that Girish said, putting a firm hand on my sister bare thigh” I guess good looks run in the family’. A
smirk ran on both their faces where as my sister who being squeezed in front of her brother was now getting conscious but showed as if she was cool about it. I played along, as I knew what was happening, my sister apparently was soliciting clients i.e. fuck for work. As I sat down both Ashok and Girish got up and were about to leave. My sister got a bit anxious as she could not just let them leave, I assumed that they had not finished their deal or whatever you can call it. She requested them to stay but Girish sternly said “It seems you have much to discuss with your brother rather than having us”.
I interrupted and suggested that I would leave as I can see my sister anytime. Ashok had other plans he asked me to sit he came forward and looking at my sister and Girish said “Why dont be have our discussion and Rayan can watch his sister closing a big business deal”. My sister was shocked and so was I. We were in a fix and after much hesitation my sister explained that this deal was important and that I keep an open mind.
Ashok and Girish then sat down on the sofa. Both of them took my sister between them and started feeling and kissing her right on the couch in front of my eyes. Ashok was feeling her boobs while Girish was rubbing her pussy. My sister was moaning. She had planned to enjoy this but now she was getting humiliated in front of her brother. Both of them then removed my sisters lime blouse and shorts and asked her to get on her knees. My sister looked at me helplessly and came down on her knees to suck their cocks.
Ashok and Girish kept teasing me by spanking my sisters ass and asking her to suck hard. My sister sucked hard as both Ashok and Girish moaned like young boys. Girls like my sister must never have sucked their cocks when they were college. For guys like Ashok and Girish this was about power shown babes like my sister that they had to please and please their cocks now to get what they want.
My sister kept sucking and when ever she lifter her head up both of them slapped her and ordered her to suck like a bitch. My sister was exhausted but they kept ramming their cocks in her turn by turn fuck my sisters mouth. Grinning. Teasing. Humiliating me and my sister.
After they blew their loads on my sister. Both of them got up and left. Before leaving Girish took my sister by the hair and brought her towards my lap and said “thats how you close a deal boy”.
After they left I was still in a state of shock of what just happened and my sister was sitting near my legs covering her boobs looking at me with pleading eyes, that said cover me bhai. Cover your naked shameless sister.

An open letter to you the day dreamer (personal, nonfiction, stream of consciousness)

Power and sex. What’s it to you? To me, it’s the weirdly unshakeable attraction I have to the idea of being used by a man twice my age. Thinking about this obsession makes me uncomfortably squirm and search for valid reasons for denial, but I feel my underwear becoming wet and slippery from the same degrading thought. What’s the deal with that anyhow…

Here’s what I know.

I like the idea of calling someone daddy and begging them to give me permission to cum.

I’m most attracted to the least attractive men. Potbelly, chicken legs, liver spots, slightly too long fingernails, you name it. The question is why. What makes me lust after the thought of an encounter with a man like that.