The Sleeping Car (CFNM)

Aaron, 27, boarded the old, weathered Amtrak in Chicago, where he had lived for the last several years. His ticket listed Seattle as the destination, but his departure options were open ended in his mind.

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Five years out of college, he had worked a corporate job and burned himself out before turning 30. This trip marked a new adventure, a new beginning. He hoped to find some meaning in his travels, whatever that may be.

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With his bloated corporate salary, Aaron gladly paid the significant upcharge for a sleeping car. He figured he may as well be comfortable if he’s going to be riding a train for up to two weeks.

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His assigned space was towards the back of the train, where it was quiet and had virtually no foot traffic. Surveying the room, he saw two bunked twin beds pressed against the large windows showing the landscape as the train raced by.

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There was also a small bathroom with toilet and shower, full length mirror, and a few drawers along the front of the room for storage. He thought how it was not upscale, but it will suffice for his needs.

First timer here, I hope you like it!

I’ve been working all day long and you’ve been telling me you got a surprise for me when I get home. You are still not in town so I’m thinking you just mailed me something and it’s arriving today.

As I get home I notice that the lights are on. I find this weird because I remember turning everything off and my family is on vacation so I’m by myself. As I approach the house I tense up a little bit cause idk what is about to happen. I unlock my door and see roses on the floor and candles are what was lighting the house up like that. I follow the roses, above them hanging from the ceiling are pictures of you fully clothed but every step I take you have 1 less piece of clothing on. I hear sensual music playing so I relax a bit and my dick starts to get really hard. There’s one pictures that says “STOP, get naked”. So I oblige and follow the command.

Texas Flight Attendant Strips From Her Uniform and Masturbate For Her Husband and His Poker Buddies [FM] [exhibitionism][masturbation][flight attendant]

[ORIGINAL STORY WITH UNIQUE PIC IS HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/w6Swt4p)

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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So he really surprised me one time when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and he wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

He said, “Because, my exhibitionist wife, we want you to be the entertainment.”

Moving-In Day: Serena and Simon [MF, vanilla, but Madagascan organic vanilla]

Serena grabbed two cans from the fridge and returned to the living room, where Simon had made himself comfortable on her new sofa. She grinned at him as she threw one of the cans in his direction.

“Good to see you trust our handiwork, Simon.”

He smiled back at her, before cracking the can and raising it in her direction. “A toast. To the quality of our handiwork!”

She tapped her can against his; they both drank deeply. It had been a long day. She still couldn’t believe he’d responded to that slightly panicky post she’d put up during the week, especially given that they hadn’t seen each other in years.

He leaned forward, suddenly looking serious. “God, Serena, I just realised how late it is. What time is your daughter coming home? Do you need me gone by-”

She laughed, struck suddenly by just how much he’d helped. “Don’t worry, she’s with her dad until Monday morning. I’d been planning on spending the whole weekend unloading and putting all this furniture together. You coming round to help out just bought me a day and a half to myself.”

The Breeding of Another Man’s Wife [MF] [Daddy] [Breeding] [D/s]

You stand naked, in heels, your arms pressed high up against the wall.

Really, I use my own hands to pin them there, as I use my other free hand to reach around and fondle your heavy, milky breasts as my cock presses against your ass.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting to breed your little pussy,” I growl in your ear.

I notice the ring on your finger and think how lucky I am–breeding another man’s wife while he’s gone for the day. Knowing that when he comes home, his wife’s slit will be leaking my potent, young seed.

You whimper, panting–unable to offer much in the way of words. You feel my chest press against your back, as my hand starts to pinch your nipples.

“These are the most perfect nipples I’ve ever pinched,” I tell you, grinning.

You’re not used to this sort of passion. It makes your pulse race. Your husband certainly doesn’t. I release your hands from my grip, and with my now free hand, slap your ass. Just to remind you who is in charge. Now, both hands are sliding down the side of your ribs, to your hips.

Little rough, all consent non-fiction details

He’s banged me doggy-style, his “oh’s” and “ah”s hyping me on more and more coming from those full pink lips of his.

His big hands are on the 2 sides of my slender waist,
holding me as he pounds me so fast and hard my cervix is throbbing, my ass cheeks jiggling like a waterbed.

He slows down and says he wants to be on top, with his raging boner still penetrating the dark-pink lips of my vagina, I turn to face those sexy eyes of his while he lays me down on the bed instead of the edge.

My tits are C cups and very bouncy, while pushing his full cock again into my sore pussy, he licked my quarter-sized nipples.
Then he just grabs both my boobs and throws his head back while slamming me,
God it hurts, but I f u c k i n g love it.

Whether he’s wearing glasses or not, he always looks great, I love his face mmmm.
Button nose, medium brown 1987 Rick Astley hair, olive skin with bunches of cute moles all over him.

Some Help Please!!!

So I have recently started writing stories in Fanfiction.Can someone please give me some advise to improve it?

**Fandom** – Avengers

**Rating** – M

**Title** – Spiderman In The End

**Genre** – Romance/Adventure

**Tags** – Lemons/Incest

**Notes** – I am new to writing and would welcome any advise, criticism and counsel about this story.

**Excerpt** –

Whose lips touched whose first? It wasn’t what either of them intended when going in, but *passion* was running wild.

Both were under so much stress; they could not fight what was transpiring between them.

Peter’s sensible side screamed at him to stop this before he did something that he – and no doubt, Aunt May – would regret in just a few moments. That part of him needed to shut up. He needed this, if only to forget his worries and reveal how deeply he felt for his beautiful aunt.

Normally the voice of reason, she now was giving into pure lust. She was Peter’s aunt as his mom’s sister; the same blood ran through both of their veins, yet she did not attempt to stop this. She had not felt this way about anyone but Ben Parker; now she was probing her nephew’s lips for access. Such a shy boy; it took quite a bit of insistence before he allowed her to taste the lingering flavour of his after-lunch chocolate snack.

Naked project day 2.5 biology class preview NSFW

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Small bit of housekeeping,

If you haven’t seen my two previous chapters of this series I suggest you check them out to gain a bit of context about the series in general

with that I hope you enjoy

Stay classy

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Samantha rubbed her asshole gingerly as she walked down the hall to lunch.

Since this naked program had started, she’d gotten more “attention” in 4 hours than she’d had in nearly 4 years of attending collage.

after waiting in the line for an eternity, She finally managed to get a table to herself at the back of the cafeteria.

Just as she was eating her pudding, her best friend Alice plonked herself down in the chair opposite her with a thud, making her jump and spill some pudding down her bare chest, she gave her friend an annoyed glare, a stark contrast to the grin lighting up Alice’s face.

“Hiiii” she beamed as sam tried and failed to wipe the rest of the pudding off snapping her eyes up too look at her friend, following her long purple hair to her partially covered perky tits that she couldn’t help but linger on.

New Apartment, New Life, New Neighbors [MM] [Voyeur] [Masturbation] [Part 1?]

Starting your life over at 30 is never fun, but here we are. New city, new apartment, newly single, new me, right?

Of course, I still make the same mistakes I’ve always made. Like moving on the hottest day of the year! I had some help from my friends for the larger items, but they left before helping me with the heaviest of the boxes. So now, what was supposed to only take a few hours, took me most of the day to complete. Still, I hauled every box through all of the sweat and heat, up to my 5th floor studio just as the sun began to set. The studio isn’t nearly as big as my last place, but it’s brand new, with shiny new counters, appliances, and huge open windows with a view of the courtyard down below, and another wing of apartments across the way.

It was getting late, and there was no way I was going to unpack anything tonight. Instead I ordered some chinese and beer through Postmates and collapsed on my couch to look at the beautiful night sky. I barely touched the chinese, but the cold beer was doing wonders to help cool me down after my brutal move. I knew I would be crashing on the couch, so I turned off the lights and began to strip down for the evening.

Long Layovers (MF) (public)

The seatbelt light turned off and all around me, people stood up to gather their bags, but I only stretched and yawned. Usually, I try to get off the plane as soon as I can, but I knew I was facing a long layover in a small airport and had no intention of rushing to the waiting room.

Prompted by the frustrated looks of the person next to me, I grabbed my bag and headed to the door. As I disembarked, my thoughts drifted back to the movie I was watching on the plane, more particularly the leading actress was dancing across my mind. In the movie, the actress’s typical clothes, sweatpants and loose t-shirts, couldn’t fully hide her impressive body from my greedy eyes. This left me with hours trapped in an empty airport and feeling a little horny.

As expected, this minor airport was mostly empty with not a lot to do. Finding my gate mostly empty, I grabbed a seat and went back to my movie. The moment the actress reentered the screen, some blood redirected to my dick. I took some furtive looks around and sensing nobody looking, started to gently rub my dick through my pants causing it to slowly stiffen. I felt some rising excitement with the slight touches and knowing I was in public.