Madeline Is A Fucking Whore For The Holiday Party [Freeuse] [gangbang]

Trevor had been looking for the bathroom when he opened the door and saw Mads.

He was looking for somewhere private so that he could sneak a quick bump of coke. He didn’t do it that often anymore, and besides, Jake and Claire both said they didn’t mind as long as he kept it to himself. He opened a door in the hall that he thought was the bathroom, but when it opened, he saw something unexpected…

When the door slowly swung open, he saw a young girl, with pale skin, tattoos, and purple hair. She was completely nude, save for a Santa hat which sat askew on her head, as well a sign that hung around her neck, held there crudely by a piece of string. It looked slightly cartoonish on her tiny frame. Trevor apologized and began to close the door when he heard her speak.

“It’s okay. Are you from the party?”

Trevor froze. His hand gripped the knob a bit tighter as he wiggled it with anxiety. He was wondering if she was going to ask him what he was doing, but when she didn’t, he was caught off guard.

Christmas feast.. [gangbang] [cumplay]

I had one wish this year, and I had made it clear from September onwards that not getting it was not going to be an option.
My husband was never into half the things that festered in my filthy mind. I could see from his face when I first told him about my cravings for a room full of men, that although he hated the idea, he loathed my unhappiness more so.
So here I was arriving home, the last Friday before Christmas, to a note and gift box on the kitchen table. His handwriting clear and precise..

*’be clean and ready for 9pm, clothing choice is not important, but wear this.’*

The Red Heels [MF] [Cowgirl] [Creampie]

It was the last box that we needed to unpack from my pack from her parent’s attic. The more we cleaned up that place the more interesting and old were the objects and memories we saw. From old documents that showed the family’s roots and marriages, to toys and money from the beginning of the twentieth century. Even with them being inside boxes or bags, most items were still covered with dust.

As I took out the items from the last box, I noticed a shoe box in the bottom. To no surprise, it was dusty. After removing some of the dirt from the box, I noticed it had written “lust” with a marker. I was about to open the box when she arrived to the attic and asked me to bring those last items downstairs.

I did as requested and kept the show box in a corner, to ensure we didn’t misplace it with the donations or garbage piles.

After we finished cleaning, I took the opportunity to look inside the show box, without knowing what to expect. As I opened the cover, I could see red silhouettes reflecting to me. This was, indeed, a shoe box. Inside there was a pair of gorgeous red heels that raised over 3 inches laying over a white cloth.

25 Days of SEXmas – December 19 – Tina’s Christmas Wish (MF) (Virgin) (Anal) (Fantasy)

Tina lay back in bed.  Her Christmas nightgown, green with Rudolph heads, came to just above her knees.  *Another Christmas alone, another year alone.* She thought as she pulled the blankets up to her chin and tried not to cry.

Tina was desperately lonely.  Her only boyfriend, back in high school, had cheated on her with half the cheerleaders in school. Ever since then, she had never been able to trust anyone in a relationship.  The problem was, she was so lonely, and if she was honest with herself, horny.  At 22 years old, Tina was still a virgin, and if there was one thing she really wanted for Christmas, it was to get laid.  As she watched the clock change from 11:45 PM to 11:46 PM on Christmas Eve, she closed her eyes and whispered into the darkness.

“Dear Santa, all I want for Christmas is to get laid.” She held her breath, half expecting a flash of light and Santa to appear.  She shook her head at her own stupidity and went to sleep.  The last thing she heard before sleep took her was the sound of the Church bells ringing in Christmas day.

My first time with Skyler

It was the first time I was meeting Skyler, a girl I had met on reddit. A slutty little high school senior from Kentucky. During my first conversation with her, I knew she would be the perfect little slut for a man like me. I flew her from Kentucky to New York on my private jet but instead of going in person to meet her, I had one of my assistants go pick her up.

I still remember seeing her walk through the door of my house. Tall, flat chested, blonde hair but yet an amazing ass. Without speaking a word, I took her hand and led her to my bedroom which faced the lake.

The minute I was alone with her, I walked upto her and started kissing her. I put my hand on her pussy and lifted her up and then held her by the cute little ass that she had. I started to kiss her like she’d never been kissed before. Tongue in her mouth. Lips on her lips, teeth on her neck.
I took her tight tank top off, unhooked her bra and I let my warm breath harden her nipples, making them nice and hard. I start kissing her boob, circling the nipple but not licking it or kissing it, I’m going to make this little slut want it, I’m gonna make my whore wait. I’m gonna tease her. I pinched her nipples, slapped her small perky tits, but I wouldn’t lick her, not yet. I need to get her super horny and super needy.

[MF] Back Seat Lover (Creampie) (anal) (cheating)

My wife no longer sees herself as the sex crazed slut she was before the baby.

Two years ago, she was insatiable. We’d go at it in every room in the house, multiple times a day. Pull over on the side of the road and have a quickie in the front seat. Tying each other up and begging for an orgasm. Public sex in the bathroom at the pub, or in the locker rooms at the gym. I’d have the remote to her vibrator, she’d have one for my cock ring and we’d torture the other while at work. 

Today? I’d be lucky if we tripped and fell into “the mood.” After childbirth, she’s indifferent towards and sex, and completely disinterested in acheving an orgasm on the times we do. Don’t get me wrong though, I am not upset or resentful of her. Not in the slightest. I understand the large physiological changes women go through during birth, and she came out looking more beautiful than ever. 

The feeling wasnt mutual. We’ve had sex a twelve times in those two years. Nine of which didn’t end in orgasm for her. Two of which when faked, the last one she was on top and possibly she came. I doubt it though. She hopped off of me long before my cock stopped pumping my cum into her. 

Harry Potter and the Witcher Chronicle – Chapter 4 – MF, Crossover, Phillipa Eilhart, Deepthroat, Oral Creampie, Anal, Forced, Rough, Minor Bondage, Creampie, Impregnation Tease, Harry Potter.

The day after meeting Keira, the young wizard and the blonde sorceress parted ways. Harry directed Keira to go meet up with Triss and the others that he had helped organize. While she was a bit hesitant, Keira said she would at least think about it before she gave Harry a parting kiss. With that, the two went their separate ways, even though Keira was carrying something that she wasn’t aware of as she left Harry Potter behind.

As the lovely blonde witch left in one direction, Harry gathered up his gear and pet owl and headed southwest. His goal was the Elven Realms. Before setting off, Triss and the others had talked at length about the magic of the Elves. Given that elves in his world were small and relegated to little more than slaves or family servants, everything that he had heard about the elves in this world had created a tremendous curiosity in his mind. He missed Hermione at that moment, the handsome wizard knew she would have done anything to be able to meet the elves based on what the sorceresses had told Harry.

‘I’m sure she’d enjoy meeting Triss and the others as well,’ Harry mused.

Mommy Bastienne Buys Her Son a Fleshlight for Christmas [taboo] [femdom] [M/s] [F/m]

“Where is everyone?”, you ask as you watch a smile spread sweetly across my lips. “I didn’t get to spend enough time with my favourite boy this year, it’s just you and me today.” Your heart starts beating faster as a familiar feeling warms your body and you instantly look down to the place beside where my feet rest on the floor, your body barely angled towards me. A rush of excitement is followed closely by a sobering snap of shame. Your cheeks start to redden like the Christmas ornaments we hung together on the tree last week.

I slide in a little closer on the sofa and you try to ignore the fact that your head is perfectly parallel to my cleavage. The way you’re staring straight down betrays you. I wrap my arm around you and you lean in, happy for a place to hide your rosy, little face. As I run my hands over your shoulders and down your back, you instantly feel a warm visceral safety, something that doesn’t even require memory, it’s just a total body warmth, a wave that takes you under.

Advent Kinkendar: December 18th [Ffm]

I felt so good this morning. Yesterday was a lot of fun, but also gave me time to rest and process. I needed that. Miss is so smart and good at this; she seems to be able to read me so well, perhaps better than I know myself, or at least sooner than I realise it. I guess while we’re all different, subs often need similar things. Today has been another interesting one.

Miss sent us to bed last night wearing our largest plugs; even the boy managed to work his in. It’s felt really nice to be plugged back up for Miss, and I honestly think that’s contributed to my good sleep. I woke this morning to Miss refreshing my labels herself, including the one on the sole of my foot, after which she enjoyed watching us both masturbate and climax with our plugged asses up in the air for her to watch.

Once again my box contained my ben wa balls, and I loved feeling Miss slip them up inside me. The boy was less impressed at having his sounding rod pushed back into him; but I suppose there’s just less you can do with a cock.

The Haircut. [oral, down blouse, MF] Pure total fantasy based on a monthly visit to the barbers.

I have been going to the same barbers almost monthly for as long as I can remember. I’ve seen various members of staff, always male, come and go over the years until a couple of months ago when my trim was done by a new member of staff called Lyn (they all had their names in a graffiti style font above their station). My first visit was very pleasant; having a haircut always involves being in close proximity with whoever is holding the clippers, and being able to have the sweet scent perfume wafting past my noses was more preferable than aftershave.
Last weekend it was time for my monthly trim and I struck lucky again and got seen by Lyn. After the obligatory barber/customer chit chat and my usual buzz cut (they’ve come to know how short I have it) she asked ‘would you like your beard trimmed as well?’ Seeing that I had no other plans for the day, I simply said ‘yes please’. Usually when I’m having my haircut I can only look at the side view of whoever is doing it and with Lyn there was an extra challenge because on my last visit she wore a strappy top, I managed to get a glimpse of some sideboob but it was a good opportunity to admire her tattoos. However this time her top looked quite loose and didn’t cling to her curves like last time.
I was slightly disappointed because up until the suggestion of a beard trim I felt that I was missing out on the booby bonus but that soon changed when she stood in front of me with her trimmer and leant forward, it was like winning the lottery, her top flopped forward and even without my glasses on I could see her voluptuous cleavage. Because she was so close to my face it was obvious where my eye line was looking and whereas I thought she was going to stand up with objections her hand went to my crotch, even with that cape thing on she could tell I was hard.
‘We are offering a new service’ she said in a low sultry voice’, ‘ we have a new room set aside out the back for waxing services, it’s £20 for the chest, £25 for the back and £35 for the pubic area’. I have shaved my cock and balls before but I’ve never made a good job of it. ‘I’m interested in the pubic area, but ummmm, who will be doing it?
‘me naturally’ she smiled ‘shall we?’
She led me into a dimly lit room with a sink and chair on one wall, various boxes dotted about, a stool and a massage table in the middle. ‘pop your things on the chair while I’ll go and warm the wax’ I was nervous at first about stripping off but when Lyn return I was on the table naked from the waist down which was raised up on one end so that I wasn’t completely flat,. I could see Lyn checking out my sustained erection as she sat on the stool next to the table ‘good, your nice and ready, having a hard on will make the waxing process easier’ I explained that I haven’t shaved for ages and this is my first proper wax ‘be gentle with me’.