Milfs in yoga pants

It’s the yoga pants that get me every time. Every weekday morning as I head to my car after dropping my daughter off at preschool, mentally prioritizing my to-do list for the next three blessedly child-free hours, my mind goes blank when I see the moms chatting in the parking lot. As a dad, I’m somewhat of an outsider. They’re more guarded with me, their smiles a little uncertain. Maybe they worry I’m checking them out…and they’d be right. Who can resist a woman in skin-tight lululemon heather grey, the curves of her hips, ass, and thighs delineated in exquisite detail? Pair those with a similarly curve-hugging tank top, maybe with just a hint of skin visible between the hem of her shirt and the waistline of her pants, and it’s all I can do not to drool.

That’s how the two moms standing by the SUV next to mine are dressed today. I search my memory for their names. The petite one with the blond ponytail is Vanessa and the one with the short brunette bob and the generous rack is Ellen.

“Good morning,” I say, smiling as I approach my car.

Long Distance Changes Things (part 1) [MF] [female masturbation] [cheat] [spying]

**Disclaimer: I’m a long-time lurker, but this is my first attempt at posting. Please feel free to leave any thoughts/advice in the comments**

Walking into the bar, you stop and take a moment to let your eyes adjust to the lighting. Scanning the room, you initially frown as you cannot find her. Checking your phone, you see the message: ‘From Elyza: In our booth ;)’. But upon second look, you bust into the biggest grin. Sitting in your old, favorite corner booth was her. It was so good to see her, it felt like it had been forever. You walk over, and when she notices you, she jumps to her feet and gives you a big warm smile and holds you in a tight embrace. “Oh my god! I can’t believe your finally back!” she exclaims, as she slowly starts to let go. “Hey baby girl, how have you been?” you reply, as you slide into the booth across from where she had been sitting. She returns to her seat, and you take a moment (or two, or three) to just take in all of her. Her long, wavy, auburn hair cascading down the sides of that pretty, round face you adore and onto the tops of those perky breasts you’ve been longing to caress; the black frames of her glasses in stark contrast of her soft, pearly skin that you’ve been dying to trace your fingers up and down; those deep, wanting, green eyes reflecting the same desire that you feel; those plump, smirking, red-painted lips that make you wish they were wrapped around your co-

The Further Adventures of Frank and Karen Part 7 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Now naked, bound and hooded her breathing was going into overdrive.
She had begun to tremble with her legs shaking along with goosebumps breaking out all over her body.
Walking her over to the edge of my bed I lowered her face down onto the mattress.
Taking each leg in turn I spread them outward only to bind them to the bedposts.

Now spread eagle I released her hands and bound them above her head to the upper bed posts.
Leaning in towards her ear I said in a quiet and calm voice. “Trust me. If you need me to stop just sat the word “Orange” and everything will stop.
Do you understand?
She only nodded.
“No Karen, I need to hear you say it, do you understand?”
“Yes sir.” Was her reply.

Standing on the side of the bed my hand began an arc that terminated on her left ass cheek.
Upon the first impact Karen began to groan and whimper.
Moving my impact around so no one place received consecutive hits I peppered her bottom with my hand prints.
After the tenth hit I asked her if she was OK and willing to continue.
“Yes, Frank I’m OK.
Please go on.” She said.

My drunk mom

Last night my mum came in drunk, so like always we go to her room and she tell me what she done when she was drunk. Everytime we talk I put my head under the cover as she gets changed, I always try and record her secretly record her. This time I actually got her on camera for the first time! She was so drunk she took her dress off and her bra and put her dressing gown on, after a while she fell asleep and I started touching her legs, I got to near her bum and realised she had no knickers on ( I checked where she took her clothes off and she went out with no knickers on) when I realised this I tried to unravel the dressing gown and after trying for a while without trying to wake her up I finally got it! My cock was throbbing it was so hard. I spooned into her and touched and squeezed her tits, I took a few photos but couldn’t use the flash as it would of woke her up, I touched her nippled then went back to he ass and pussy, I could take pictures and videos with the flash on because it was under the covers and wouldn’t wake her up, she kept moving in the sleep every time she moved I got to see more of her it was great, I even managed to touch her pussy and it was only slightly wet, I got a few videos and pics then I couldn’t hold it anymore I started wanking while at rubbing my cock against her ass! Not surprisingly I finished quickly all over her ass ( we were both lying on our sides) I had to wipe it with her dressing gown which was slipping more and more off. After cumming on her ass I still had a boner and had to cum again this time the position was worse so I went to my other fetish, I licked her feet then cummed on her soles! I wiped that with the quilt. I was tired now as I had been up all night taking pics and videos and staring at my very own mother’s body, I was about to sleep but then she rolled over on her back exposing her tits and her pussy, I got a good pic of her tits but it was hard to get a good pic of her pussy as the lighting was bad( I touched it a little bit but she kept half waking up so I had to pretend to be a sleep. I fell a sleep and when she had put her pyjamas on. This is 100% true and I have the pics and vids but don’t know wether to share it.

Bound [MF] [MDom]

“You look very pretty like this, you know,” he said patronizingly, running his finger underneath my jawline as he basked in his handiwork.

I raised an eyebrow at him, deciding that the best response, in this case, was no response at all. He stepped back from me, taking his time as he took in the picture sitting in front of him. I was sitting on one of his large, cold, wooden chairs with my hands bound behind my back; and my ankles were tied to the legs of the chair, positioning me so that my ass was on the edge of the seat. The entire tableau was lewd, I was sure: the position of my arms pushed my chest forward, and I was completely unable to close my legs against anything that he had planned for me. My inability to move ensured that I was entirely on display for him and completely at his mercy, and I knew that he could see just how wet this was making me.

“Most people,” he said as he knelt between my legs, looking up at me, “say thank you when they’re given a compliment.”

Teachers punishment [M/F] [fantasy]

This is my first post, keep that in mind.

I swore at my teacher the other day and slapped her in the face because she was annoying me. She told me to stop and said I would be punished tommrow since class was almost over.

I didn’t think much about it and when I walked into school tomorrow class went as normal. She told me to stay after and once the bell rung it was only me, her and Alyssa. Alyssa was a pretty girl in my class that helped my teacher sometimes.

My teacher told me to come with her and we walked to the nurses office. I was confused because the nurses office was closed today. She shut the door behind her and told me to sit on the bed while she gets the punishment ready with Alyssa. She goes into the back and takes our two large suppositories, four pairs of medical gloves, two masks and a towel.

[FMFM] Did a fourway make me switch sides? Now I’m dating a girl!

I’m back. I know it’s been a few months since you’ve heard from me, I’ve been busy. But this past week, I have the naughtiest of stories, perhaps the kinkiest I’ve ever been. Oh, and for those of you that have been asking, you finally get to know my real name.

This week has been a blur, and by blur I mean a blur of bodies. Last weekend I went to my best friend’s house for her boyfriend’s 30th birthday party. Her boyfriend, ah, I’ve stared at my ceiling and fucked myself with a toy with images of him on more than one occasion. I want nothing more than for him to ravish me, behind Amy’s back of course. I want his lips on every inch of my body and his cock wherever the fuck he wants to put it. I want him to make me his own.

To all Milfs who have had one of these nights

You aren’t exactly sure how you ended up in this situation; this college boy pressing you against the car as you try to stand unsteadily in your five inch heels. You aren’t sure how you ended up with his hand up your skirt and his tongue in your mouth. You only know that your body is responding in a way that you had not expected when the evening began. You can feel the moisture between your legs and you are sure he can feel it through your thong as you fight the urge to slide it aside and give him access to the source of that wetness. You can feel his large erection pressing against your leg as he presses against your short leather skirt that covers very little of your thigh. You can feel your hard nipples pressing against your lace bra and the thin cover up that really doesn’t live up to its name. You can also feel where your body wants this to go.

Emma Stone’s Free-use Feet for Public Funding (Part 2) [MF] [Dub-con][Foot-fetish][Humiliation][Voyeurism]

(Part 2 of the series, part 3 is coming soon. If you havent read it I suggest reading [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eyzk19/emma_stones_freeuse_feet_for_public_funding_mf/). Lots of intense foot fetish and voyeuristic themes so not everybody’s cup of tea. Feedback and suggestions always welcome)

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It didn’t take long for Roger to cum once Emma started working his swollen shaft with her pale, creamy soles. It never did. She had a wonderful way of softly pressing his shaft between her gorgeously high arches, squeezing him **just** tight enough as she reluctantly pumped her feet up and down his length.

And it was largely due to this that Roger put such an emphasis on Emma having to use her toes all the time. Roger delighted at those 10 slender, picture-perfect toes; no matter how apprehensive Emma was in complying, they were always clumsily obedient to his every order. Tapping, poking, squeezing, wriggling, stroking…

Her toes were utterly heavenly in every possible way – but they were *foreplay*. They couldn’t envelope his cock like a warm wet pussy, but her soles and arches absolutely could. And so he purposefully kept Emma awake as 10, 20, 30 minutes came and went on the blinking clock face as the squeezing, prodding and stroking foreplay continued. Before finally…

Round peg, round hole | part 1 | [MF] [anal] [edging] [denial]

The pressure built as she stroked and he was filled in a.way he had never been before. She stroked slower and cracked a sinister smile from the corner of her mouth as he opened his eyes…

The night started out like most, the two of them had dinner at home and then watched some television. Both sat on their respective places on the couch, just relaxing.

As the show took a commercial break, she leaned over and said, “Hey, do you want some wine?”. He lazily nodded in the affirmative, and then also got up to take a piss.

As he shook the last drops away towards the toilet, he realized he was having a pavlovian response to her question. He had started to associate a late night glass of wine with getting laid. It was a pattern he hadn’t noticed until this moment, and that he wouldn’t forget after tonight.

As he went back to the living room, she was in his spot on the couch wearing only a t-shirt and panties, huge toothy smile and two glasses of wine in her hands. He smiled back, realizing he was right. She had naughty motives on her mind and he wasn’t going to miss these obvious clues.