Stripping at the Bachelorette Party [MF] [Stripping] [Group] [Oral] [Facial] [Cheating]

Tommy burst into the changing room. His bare chest glistened with sweat, a painful glare from the incandescent lights outlining his muscles. He wore a golden speedo that left nothing to the imagination. A wide grin split his face, eyes even wider. He ran his hand through his spiked, out-of-style hair. Tommy looked like Guy Fieri if he went on a bodybuilder training regimen.

“Holy fucking Christ, they’re wild out there! One girl, red blouse, black skirt, looked like an Instagram model and sucked me like it was the last dick she was ever gonna get!” He sauntered in, grinning like a mad idiot. Bryce frowned, doing his best to ignore his insane co-star.

He could hear the chatter of the crowd, through the thin walls of the changing room. When Tommy had been out there it was a drone of screams and hoots. When Bryce first started this all-touching male stripper gig, he used to get headaches from the raw madness of a horny female crowd.

Whoever thought women weren’t filthy perverts was an idiot. Women were just a different kind of pervert than men. They acted like degenerates in private where men did it in public. Everyone was a pervert.

Bon Appétit [MF]

I watched her from across the table, watching me, with only the two roses between us interrupting the otherwise perfect view. The roses are an unexpected addition to the table arrangement tonight. Her pawn so to speak. Her initial move.

***Something unexpected, and yet because of it, clearly defines intent…***

I watched her, watching me. The glint in her eye as I savored the next sinful bite from the meal she prepared for me, specifically for me, yet very much for us. The sultry smile hinting at her wet lips, as she not only savored another sip of the Pinot Noir, but also enjoys watching me try to puzzle out all of the hints interlaced within the meal. To try to figure out her intentions and innuendos just by taste and smell and texture.

To back up some. We lead hectic lives, with no sign of slowing down anytime soon. The chaos of it all, in turn, without fully realizing it, has put our more intimate facets of life a bit out of sync. In essence, we were in a bad rut, of the worst form. Where we always use to be able to flow into each other flesh and needs nearly effortlessly, now it seemed almost impossible to do so.

Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 4 [Mf] [Mdom] [Fsub] [blackmail] [group]

**Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 4**

Jenny stood up, having just finished getting throatfucked by Bo. She raised her hand to her lip, wiping away a bit of saliva, and moved to smooth down her outfit. She was dressed as a slutty french maid, with stilettos and thigh high sheer leggings.

Mike, Bo, and the other two roommates were staring at her, and Jenny bowed her head respectfully toward them.

“Is there anything else I can get you Sirs?”

There was a pause, then Bo spoke, “I could use another beer. I need to rehydrate before you drain my balls again.”

“Yes, Sir” Jenny said, walking off somewhat awkwardly in her 4 inch stilettos.

She came back from the kitchen with a cold beer, opened it, and presented it to Bo, who took it from her.

“I’ve got a question for you,” one of the roommates said. “Are you on the pill?” He turned to Mike. “Or does that not matter?”

Mike laughed. “I’d prefer her to not get pregnant. Right now she’s mine since I have some blackmail on her – if her husband finds out, she won’t be serving us anymore.”

Soon, but not soon enough (F)

Ohai, Love.

We have had quite the week, haven’t we?

Yesterday was nice, though. You looked amazing, as you always do when you wear a suit and tie. It took all of my self control to not stop and talk to you the very first time I laid eyes on you. I felt your gaze on me and we were like two magnets being held apart. Even now, I am still puzzling over what I would help you out of first: that vest or that tie. I would probably slowly undo each button on your vest, stop and fold it gently putting it aside and then… Then, I would undo the tie, hook my finger under it like I did a couple of times that night, except actually untie it just as methodically as you tied it that morning.

I was lost in ecstacy when you rubbed your hand over my fishnet clad thigh. It was the sensation of your fingers over the material rubbing against my thigh that drove me wild. I know you noticed when I spread my legs for you, silently begging and daring you to just rub my inner thigh and up a smidge. You have only dared to rub so close to my aching sex once. I was wearing shorts and you were feeling daring….

Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 3 [mf] [Mdom] [fsub] [blackmail] [group]

**Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 3**

Jenny smiled at the other parents as she jogged back into gymnastics practice. She could still feel the dried cum residue on her cheek, regardless of her efforts to rub it lose in the car. She turned to see practice finishing up, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

She sped back across town after sucking off Mike, running a couple lights in the process, and just made it in time. Jenny saw Elizabeth look her way, and she waved at her daughter, feeling a spike of shame for how she’s acted over the last hour.

Jenny’s phone buzzed, and she saw the video that Mike had taken of her earlier. And, below it, his message.

“I’m looking forward to sharing you with my friends.”

Jenny had no response for him.

***

Back home, Jenny tried to get back into a normal rhythm with her day. Dinner was made, and she spent some quality time with her husband and her daughter. But she kept her phone close, just in case.

My Sister Lizzy [MF] [MM] [FF] [Oral] [Anal] [BDSM]

PART 8

Looking down I could see Lizzy’s pussy wide open and a ton of cum poured out as it began to shrink.
“Holy Christ, that was so good, I don’t think I could do this on a regular basis but “Holy fuck” that was intense.”

As Lizzy rested, Tom managed to stand and stretch, his cock still hard as nails stood proud.
Dave and I were in awe of having watched Tom loose his virginity to the girl we loved.
What was even more amazing was that moments later Lizzy was ready again.
How did we know?
Lizzy spread her legs and asked if Dave and I would fuck her front and back.
That is a request that she didn’t have to ask twice.
Dave laid down on his back, while Lizzy mounted him. As she bent over I lubed up her ass and began the process of working my way past her little ring.
As Dave and I began to create a rhythm, Tom was closely watching the action, his face just inches from the point of our coupling.

[MF] [Cougar] Cream Pie From My Son’s Best Bud

I tried to be a good mom, but I just couldn’t help myself.

Each time I saw him over visiting with my son when they got back from college, I would feel a tingle flow through my body. He looked so different from when he would come over years before. Maybe it was the long nights that I would spend by myself? That must have been it. It just drove me crazy. That’s the only explanation as to what I had done after seeing him come around again.

My son Alex’s friend was named Eric. He was tall, blond, and fairly skinny. There wasn’t anything remarkable about him besides the fact that he was so flirty and he had a great smile. It just made me feel young again. It had been a while since I had gotten attention like that. Sure, I would get an occasional catcall or have someone ask for my number, but it was always so forced and awkward.

Submitting to my Coach (pt. 1) [FM] [Cheating] [Fsub-Mdom] [Fingering] [Choking] [Orgasm Denial]

I’ve loved cheer-leading ever since I can remember, but now I’m 18, I feel like I’ve progressed a lot. If I’m ever feeling a bit down and think about skipping after-school practice, I just remind myself of my coach. He’s older, strict, tall and so sexy. With him staring at me in my short skirt, I get so wet that I’ve gotten used to bringing a spare pair of panties with me to practice. I routinely excuse myself half way through and change in the toilets so he doesn’t notice a damp spot. My boyfriend is the total opposite to him, immature and weak, he lacks confidence. Recently I haven’t been able to cum when we have sex unless I fantasise about Mr. Fisher.

Coach and I have gotten used to chatting a bit in his office after a session, it’s always pretty flirty and so much fun. After changing out of my cheer-leading costume, I’m sitting in his office now, wearing my thin top and tight leggings. It’s feels so intimate, just me and him.

“You’re getting really good, I think we should try take this to the next level.” he says, and I blush.

Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 2 [mf] [Mdom] [fsub] [blackmail]

**Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 2**

Jenny sat in her car outside the hotel where she had just met Mike. Well – outside the hotel where she had gotten drunk, fucked him, and had a picture taken with his cum all over her face. She was not sure how long she had been sitting there when her phone buzzed.

It was the picture Mike had taken of her. He said, “Looking good Jenny. Can’t wait to have you over to my place to meet my friends.”

Jenny took a few quick breaths, trying to compose herself, before slowly driving home to her husband. Back to her old life.

***

The next day – Saturday – started off remarkably quiet. Jenny was on edge, keeping her phone close to her so that Nate wouldn’t happen to see any texts from Mike. But nothing came.

Jenny prepared breakfast for her family, and they sat and ate together. The dishes were washed, the errands were run, and her daughter – Elizabeth – was getting ready for her gymnastics practice. Right as they were walking out the door, Jenny felt her phone buzz.

“Creampie in the Wine Valley” [F/M] [Anal] [Coworker sex]

It’s not even noon yet, and I’ve already come twice and been well fucked every which way by my co-worker crush, Marc. To call him a co-worker though doesn’t paint the whole picture. He is a high-powered managing partner of the law firm I work for. I am the communications director based in Chicago, while he’s in New York. So even though we’ve been at the same firm for years, he’s only been on my radar in the past few months, thanks to my traveling more frequently to HQ.

The firm just had an all-hands retreat at a 5-star resort in Napa and after fantasizing HARD about Marc for several weeks now, not to mention abusing myself with my toy collection while thinking of him, it was revealed to us both by happenstance only yesterday that we’ve been mutually fantasizing about each other.

So here I am in the king-sized bed of his suite, which looks like it could be the Presidential suite. After sampling all my bits and making me come twice (so fuckin’ hot) and plundering all my openings with his fat cock, he gifted me a bucket of his warm cum deep in my rectum. We had dozed off, and I’m just now waking up to my favorite scenario. Spooning with a wonderful lover with his heavy cock resting between my inner thighs.