It’s a beautiful summer Saturday. Having a house with a garden means we can go and enjoy it outside. There’s a couple of trees giving us shade. You brough out a blanket, a couple of pillows and a picnic basket. Where in the world did you find that? A couple of delicious jam sandwiches, some cold beer and my head on you. If this isn’t heaven I don’t know what is. We lie down. Warm breeze rustles the leaves. Your hair smells like flowers.
Category: eroticliterature
Looking for stories similar to this
The story is called ‘Working with daddy in the kennel’ and it’s on pornstories.com but I’m more interested in the way the girl is a slut and the writing is so horny. Not too interested in the beastiality and other stuff but I’ll take whatever.
Ty !
Primal domination part 1 [Mf] [dominance] [sub]
There was a strange feeling blooming inside of her when she glanced over her left shoulder at him. There was something about him tonight and she couldn’t look away before finding what it was. Was it his newly shaved head? His beard, which was constantly being played with, that had specks of pepper grey mixing with the brown? There was *something* about him tonight that felt different even though her eyes could not find a physical reason to attribute to it. His eyes never left the tv but she knew he wasn’t paying attention to it and was taking an inventory of her.
“What?” His playful and demanding tone always tickled her ears sending shivers down her spine.
She didn’t answer and simply watched as his fingers played within his beard, finding the right hair and pulling it out.
He looked at her now and asked again. His voice rising a notch in volume but not in irritation.
“I’m thinking.” She replied.
“Of?” A well groomed eyebrow raises.
“I’m trying to figure out what is different.” She looked down feeling sheepish. She didn’t blush easily but he always had a way to make her feel girlish with no effort. His two fingers curled under her chin and redirected her gaze to meet his. Even after this long together it felt like the first time when they made eye contact in this manner.
Getting my dick sucked by my boss’s daughter… [FICTION] [Oral] [Teen]
I’d worked for this lady for a long time, like 8 years. Over the course of that time we developed a pretty open relationship and I got to meet her kids. Time went on, and the work relationship crumbled as the boss started to treat people like shit. I remember chatting with her daughter, I’ll call her Cindy, she had just turned 17 and was complaining about how much of a bitch her mom had turned into after her divorce. I made a joke that it’s because her mom wasn’t getting laid anymore. She thought it was super funny and while laughing puts her hand on my upper thigh and is like, “I wouldn’t know what a dick feels like inside me. I’m still a good girl.” Y’all I just about busted in my pants. I dodged that jail bait shit quickly, and over a few months lost touch with Cindy and her mom after I quit.
Meeting a girl
It was a crisp winter morning, not one where you feel cold so much as alive. This was the day I had to go to student orientation for university. It was a formality more than anything, I had been accepted but there were still numerous bureaucratic hurdles to pass before I became a full fledged student. I’m not sure what I was expecting, other than to fulfill some mind numbing requirement. I definitely wasn’t expecting what would happen. The drive to the school was uneventful, I had driven the road many times before to visit my friend who had enrolled a year before. I entered the building sat down in my chair and managed to stay awake until lunch, at lunch a sat next to a girl. Well to say girl would be an understatement, let me paint a picture to help you out. She had flowing blond hair all the way to her waist, some kind of sun kissed skin that when mixed with her soft laughter gives the warmth of a thousand fires to your heart even on the coldest day, a soft gentle cleavage with the smallest hint of a nipple under her shirt and a glorious ass covered In fabric that surely concealed something amazing… you get the idea.
The Punishment [MF] [Oral] [Rough] [bondage]
I was in the middle of a workout on our stationary bike at home when Khal stormed into the room. As he locked eyes with me, I noticed a fury behind his eyes, mixed with something I could not yet decipher. Whatever it was, I noted, it was seductive. I kept on riding.
Khal moved closer, not saying a word. I found his frustration intriguing. There was a tension emanating from him that was so thick, it made me sweat even more profusely than the workout itself. He had just returned from his morning run, and his grey sweats hung from his hips in a way that made me salivate.
A few more strides, and he would be within my reach. I maintained eye contact and kept on riding. In one swift move, he removed his vest and tossed it into the hamper in the far corner of the room. His chest was glistening with perspiration; his arm muscles were flexed. His stance and stride were strong and powerful. The room was brightly lit by the intruding rays of the sun. However, nature’s light seemed to neglect its duty as the room appeared to shrink, the closer he got.
Your ass is mine… Part 1 [MF] [couple] [foreplay]
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Dedicated to Lover x
It’s been a pretty ordinary day. We’ve just been hanging around at home, getting things we need to do done. Of course, it’s been our usual amount of fun and frivolity, plenty of playfulness. You’ve been on the receiving end of a slap on your butt numerous times. As usual, you roll your eyes and act with mock shock and we giggle. I still love the feel of your ass in my hand, whether it’s a gentle little grab or a firm grab where I knead the flesh of your ass between my fingers. Your body still awakens a multitude of ‘inappropriate’ and carnal thoughts in me. And as this day went on, watching you saunter around the house in your cute little summer dress hasn’t made my thoughts any different. I’ve indulged in looking at the top of your breasts, their soft supple flesh proudly bouncing out the top of your dress. Watched your legs, silky smooth from their recent waxing session… which of course reminds me of where else has been waxed, and how it looks and feels… and tastes. And all our teasing and flirting and playfulness, mixed with my feelings and intense desire for all of you has got me with something in mind.
Does anyone know where I can find this post?
if anyone knows who wrote this one thing on two teens who fuck in the back seat of car on a road trip while their families are driving hmu. or if anyone knows similar stories where it’s extremely public but not exhibitionism
Final Fantasy : Friends in Need – Chapter 2 (MFFF, Impregnation, Big Cock, Creampie, light domination by alpha female)
Previous Chapter – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8hxq3/final_fantasy_friends_in_need_lightning_fang/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8hxq3/final_fantasy_friends_in_need_lightning_fang/)
One morning after she and her wife had started having sex with Lightning and Hope, Fang was settled in at the kitchen, enjoying some breakfast. She had cooked something up for everyone and wasn’t surprised that no one else was moving much since last night they had stayed up plenty late, making sure to enjoy Hope’s seemingly magical cock. It took all three girls focusing all their sexual energy and cumming many times before it even appeared like he was ready to stop. It still confounded Fang in a way. But that wasn’t the only thing on her mind in the morning. The three girls and one man had made an agreement that Hope would impregnate Fang and Vanille. Now days later, Fang found herself losing a battle that she had never considered possible. No one in the world would ever eclipse Vanille in Fang’s heart. But after feeling Hope’s cock inside of her the first time, she found herself distracted to the point of random sparks of horniness. The worse part was that it wasn’t just a drive to have sex; it was a drive to have sex with Hope, and a lot of it.
Spanking the Neighbor
“No, no, no.” I heard her shout as she tilted my head up with a long, red painted finger nail in order to have me look into her soft blue eyes.
Bridget was a neighbor me and my wife had lived next door to for over eight years. She was what I would call thick, as in meaty, but in all the right places. She stood almost as tall as I was, with blonde hair and long, slender legs. She was American, but as she stood before me, wagging her finger down at me as she told me no, I couldn’t help but envision my eighth grade teacher, who was equally as hot, and who spoke with a German accent.
“It’s not about this!” She motioned to her lace and sheer, black panties. “It’s about this,” she added as she turned and gave herself a slap on the ass that reverberated through the vaulted ceiling of our house.
“Yeah, slap that ass.” I said, playing along, or least trying too, still not really sure what was happening.