Used on the Counter [MF | Mdom | FPOV] [OC]

I have just woken, and my mind is still sleepy. I’m standing in the kitchen when he approaches me from behind silently. I didn’t know he was up yet. Firmly, he grabs both of my arms just above the elbows and pulls me in closer to him, squeezing my arms together behind me and forcing my chest forward. My back arches. He nuzzles my neck, tickling me with his beard. And then he kisses me just behind the ear so my whole body shivers. He lingers to breathe on the area that has been moistened by his kisses.

“Mmm,” I mumble through shallow breaths. Parts of me are waking up that I didn’t expect yet today. I feel against my shapely ass that a part of him has been awake for some time now. It’s nearly tucked into my ass through our clothes. He pushes his hips into me, squishing his length up between my cheeks.

He slides his right hand up my back slowly to the nape of my neck and then suddenly, forcefully grabs a fistful of my hair. The motion yanks my head back and I gasp. I feel his grip on my left arm tighten. My eyes roll back. He bites me where my neck and shoulder meet. I’m ready to melt into his hands. I will do whatever he wants.

Demi Has Desperate Sex For Drugs Part 1 (mf | reluctant | celebrity | bj | titjob)

**Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.

**Part 1**

My life as a LA drug dealer has lead me to meeting many of Hollywood’s elite stars, but most know how to control and hide their use well. Every once in a while one goes wild and gets caught. Normally they stop and move on with life, but Demi has been texting me for weeks after getting out of rehab. I have been ignoring her so far just to avoid any publicity that she may have right now. Since she got out, I have notice her being extra thick after putting on some weight. Demi still looks very good, with her round curves and big booty. Today I heard a knock at my door which was very unusual for me.

Across the Courtyard – Part 1 (FM)

*Note: This is my very first attempt at erotic literature. Would love feedback. I have been reading for years and finally wanted to give this a try. Hope you enjoy the first part of this series!*

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The cardboard pressed against my face as I struggled to hold both moving boxes and reach for the “UP” elevator button. Glancing the faint red glow I was happy to see that I had successfully pushed the button but could feel the boxes growing heavier. Finally the ding of the elevator opening signaled that I was getting closer to getting these heavy boxes into my new apartment. Walking into the elevator I then tried to push an even smaller button for the fifth floor. By now the boxes were feeling heavier and I wasn’t able to pull a hand away, having to resort to elbowing for the button. After a few moments of fumbling the doors closed and the elevator took off for another floor other than mine. Too stubborn to set the boxes down I kept fumbling until the elevator came to a stop on the sixth floor. I turned around as the doors opened to a woman of average height, beautiful brown hair, an athletic physique and a badass looking denim jacket. “Oh, do you need a hand?”

Spider and Storm – Chapter 1 – Peter Parker X Sue Storm, Marvel, Spider-Man, Invisible Woman, Cheating, Blowjob

The Baxter Building seemed awfully quiet as Peter Parker reclined on a comfortable green couch watching the news. There was still some lingering coverage of the Human Torch’s death on the news. The valiant Johnny Storm had perished during an invasion from the Negative Zone. It was obviously something for the news vultures to pick at again and again, but it still surprised Peter. He’d taken enough pictures for the press in his life sure enough, but he never did that wanting to capture and rehash events that deserved more respect. This was never the case more than Johnny’s death. Johnny why’d you have to do it? Ben was ready to. He had accepted it. The questions never seemed to leave Peter, especially during the dark nights.

If he hadn’t already spend most of the evening busting up three different meth deals and trying to chase the Punisher down from killing two Capos of the Ilustaro family Peter would still be out there. But now he was tired, growing ready for sleep and yet it wouldn’t come. He hoped for Reed

Android Daughter: Illusions Don’t Last Forever | Sci-Fi, Teen, Incest?, Barely-Legal, Petite, Blowjob, Forced, Creampie

**Another story a bit out of my comfort zone, though I’m quite happy with how it turned out. I’ve been playing a lot of Detroit: Become Human, so yeah…. :)**

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**Enjoy!**

Eric Grey sat patiently in the waiting room. A clock ticked away on the wall, counting down the minutes of the hot August afternoon.

It was not too different from a doctor’s waiting room. Sterile white walls and uncomfortable chairs, with a singular green plant in the corner to try and spice the place up. There were pictures on the walls. Images of happy families playing on sandy beaches, a young couple kissing in a European city, an old man and women strolling through the park holding each other’s hands. Pictures of joy and peace.

Eric rubbed his knees. He was still fighting with whether or not he just stand up and go home. Was this the right thing for him? His sister seemed to think so. He believed a shrink would serve him better, but talking about his personal feelings wasn’t something he was prone to doing. And, surprisingly, this would likely end up cheaper than hiring a psychiatrist. Not that money was a problem. He owned his big house and his job as an architect paid well.

The Irish Connection (FF) (public)(lesbian)

The Auld Storehouse was filling up with revellers, seeking a late drink and some live music. Jess and her colleagues had secured a table near the front. She had really wanted to head back to the hotel after dinner, after all they had a busy day ahead, but the others had insisted the night wasn’t over. They were a nice group, teachers conferences could be so boring, but this lot were all her age and good fun, plus with the added bonus of being away from home, in a nice hotel in Dublin, Jess had to admit she was enjoying herself. She was glad she had brought a nice dress with her, just in case. It was her favourite, tight fitting, showed just enough cleavage and just short enough to show off her legs. She certainly had noticed a few admiring glances from her male colleagues.

Jack came back from the bar with the drinks and a round of shots. Jess grimaced as she knocked back yet another tequila. ‘I’m going to regret this in the morning’ she thought, feeling a bit wobbly.

[FF] Fucking Alex up against the wall (bd, femdom)

The only noise coming through the tiny apartment was the sound of the television from the back bedroom, a little hiss of a noise that I could barely hear as I walked down the long hallway that ran the length of my apartment. I had just gotten up for another beer, leaving Alex to sit alone on the foldaway couch looking at her phone and listening to the rain pounding down against the window next to her. This was supposed to have been our third date, but a downpour started just as Alex had pulled up in front of my place. We decided to try to salvage the night by staying in, Netflix replacing our walk down by the waterfront and some microwaved leftovers standing in for the sushi we were supposed to get downtown. We talked for awhile as I threw Alex’s coat in the dryer and made up little plates of coconut curry that we ate together at my little kitchen table, our conversation already getting flirty and picking up right where our text messages from that morning had left off.

Morning Signal

“A kajira must study her partner.” The teacher said in an even and slow tone to ensure her young students heard the point of today’s lesson. “You must be first observant. Look at your partner.” She strode to her teaching partner with the sensual feline moves befitting a teacher of the sexual arts. Her partner was a better-than-typical specimen of the kajiru, the male descendant of sex slaves. He was tall, handsome, and tone. The teacher placed her hand on his muscled chest and look back at her class of girls. “Notice the muscles, not just for their appeal but for what they tell you. Is he tensed or relaxed? Is he flexing?” She moves his fingers over his cheek. “Is his jaw clenched? Every male is a little different but often a clenched jaw will let you know when the beast may be drawing near the surface and he needs release.” Her fingers following the furrows of his sculpted body down to his crotch, letting her finger tips lightly play in curls his pubic hair. This caused his cock to immediately rise. “Then there are the lower regions.” Her finger trailed along the length of his now erect penis. “Is he hard, soft? Are his legs or hip muscles flexing?” She now made eye contact with her students whose attention flicked back and forth between their teacher and her subject’s deliciously hard cock. “Learn your partner well girls, whether long term or for a night. Learn his tells. Then you will know how best to please him and receive his satisfying reward.” With that she gracefully moved to her knees as if swinging from his cock and in one deft move engulfed him in her mouth. Everyone let out a moan in relief, in ecstasy, and in need.

[F4M] Starting the day to the sweet sound of gargling

Your eyes are still covered in sleepy dust as you heave yourself out of the bed. It is dark outside and pitch black inside. Your head hurts from the alcohol you’ve wasted yourself with. Yesterday. Or was it the day before that?

You hardly even remember who you are. Your body feels like that of an old man while your mind seems to still be capable of competing with the younger lads. Or was it the other way around? – What does it matter.

Moments of trembling, strolling through the apartment later and you finally reach the bathroom. Your bear paw like hands gently touch the light switch, but instead decide against pressing it. You’ve been in this room so many times, even half asleep, unable to remember what happened a few hours ago, this layout is familiar to you.

It had at least one advantage to adopt a few of her customs. You know, the adorable Korean girl with raven black hair and pale, porcelain like skin. We both know that you sometimes forget whether she’s your girlfriend, step-sister or your adopted daughter but at the end of the day, it’s thanks to what she brought into your life that the toilet lid is staying up.

Misty gets a visit from the neighbors part 2 (fm)

Misty looks up at him from the pool. Her blue eyes shining in the sunlight coming down behind Greg. He places his strong hand on her head as she strokes at his hard cock. She’s completely naked in her own pool her too floating not far from her. Her bottoms in Greg’s yard. Her head just barely out of the water. She grasps the pool handle with her right hand and continues to stroke him. Gazing up at him. She feels her pussy so warm and feels his hand start to push her head towards his pulsing cock. She opens her warm mouth and he slides it in. She strokes it into her mouth. Greg leans his head back and lets out a moan.
“Fuck yeah! I’ve been waiting for this since I moved in!” She starts sucking deep, all the way to the balls. A few more ups and downs and he places both hands on her head holding it all the way down. He grunts. Her eyes start to bulge. He holds her longer. She taps at his thigh with her left hand. He holds a few seconds longer and let’s go. Her head comes off his cock and she gasps and takes a deep breath he quickly pushes her head back down.
“That’s it! You are a slut, Misty!” He groans out.
He glances over at his phone next to him on the cement. He grabs it and she keeps sucking him. She’s making moaning noises over his cock. He replies to his text.
“Well my friend Ryan is stopping by later. I told him we’d be here or at my house..”
With his cock in her mouth, she looks with shock. Greg grins down at her. “You said you were going to be a slut. That’s what they do!” He groans more she can feel his pulsing cock down her throat. Gagging slightly he leans in further. He holds her head down again. She gags slobber begins to run down her chin. He let’s go. Again she gasps and takes a deep breath. He stands up and gets out of the pool. “I need another beer.. go ahead and grab me one.” She takes a look towards the other neighbors house making sure no one is around. She climbs out of the pool her busty body dripping wet. Greg stands near the garage door his boner still raging. She rushes past him her arm covering her bouncing tits. As she goes past him he smacks her ass hard and watches it jiggle. “OWWIE!!” She shrieks out in surprise. As she gets to the garage fridge he tosses her a towel and he towels himself off and sits on a chair in the patio. The patio door leads to the kitchen of her home. Wrapped in a towel she brings him his beer.