Sam, The Best I’ve Had [M45F52] [cheating] part one

I’m the General Manager of a high end private golf club in Florida. I met Sam during an event her company held in her honor. She owns her own company and they took it upon themselves to throw her a surprise party to thank her and congratulate her on a very successful year. I was enamored with Sam the first time I met her. I’m happily married and never felt the need to stray. My wife is my best friend and confidant.

Sam is also married, quite happily so it seems. In fact, I met her husband, he seemed like a very nice guy. They were quite the happy couple. What you’re missing so far is that Sam is absolutely the most sexy woman on the planet. She is absolutely beautiful, she only stands at 5’2” tall and barely weighs 100 pounds. Her body was built out of the finest materials God could get his hands on. Sexiness was definitely part of Sams charm. There are many other parts that make Sam without a doubt, the sexiest woman on the planet. As a successful business owner she has all the tools. She’s intelligent, witty and confident. These attributes in such a small package make Sam undeniably stunning and for some reason I was fixated on her even though I’m a happily married man.

A chance encounter (18+) Part one…

‘Okay, what to do now?’ I think to myself as I finish packing away the last items of my suitcase into the hotel room wardrobe.
It’s another long flight out for the US office, but at least they’ve given me the courtesy of an overnight stay before the 10am flight to Houston.
After flicking through endless reality shows on the telly, I sigh and decide to button up my shirt and make my way down for a drink at the ground floor bar. Better to have some kind of fun while I’m here…
I walk down to the bar and scope it out. It’s late but the room is humming with activity with travellers coming and going through the lobby.
I ask for a Coke from the bartender, but decide I’ll add a shot of rum to it. ‘What the hell’, I wonder. ‘Why not enjoy myself before the busy week ahead?’
I take the glass in my hand and sip. It’s stronger than I expect. My mates always say I am a lightweight and I’m glad they’re not around to prove me right. As I sit nursing the drink in front of me, part of me wishes that some of them were here, just so I could have someone to talk with…

[MF] A Girl’s Night Out

I smile at the bartender as I pass her my credit card to start my tab. It was one of those days today, and I just needed to get out of the house and be some place where I wouldn’t know anyone. I close my eyes as I take a pull from my beer, the cold rye taste filling my mouth as I savor the cold hoppy flavor. Relishing in the release and riding the wave to finally relax after the day’s events. I set the pint down, looking around to take inventory of the bar.

Dim lighting, a nice crisp contemporary feel to it. There is a stage for bands on the weekends, and a large enough dance area that is away from all of the seating. A pleasant contrast for those who want to live it up and those enjoying the music and atmosphere. It is starting to fill up as I finish my review of the bar. I can hear you and your friends coming in, loud and excited for a night out. I absently look up at the muted TV’s, watching nothing as I take another long drink.

Our First Time (M20s/F20s)(Romantic)(FPOV)

It had started so innocently, me shyly asking him if he could help me with some weights some dumbass hadn’t put away properly. I picked him because he looked like he could lift more than I weigh, and as it turned out I wasn’t wrong. He offered to spot me and left with a wink when my trainer finally showed up, and I couldn’t get his boyish smile and blue eyes out of my mind, so I paid for his latte the next day at the cafeteria. He came over and we had an awkward conversation about how I’d seen him before when my friend and I were eating lunch on the mezzanine and had been ogling at the sweaty lifters below. He left with another wink and a chuckle, thanking me for the latte, and I couldn’t help but sneak a peak at his chiseled ass as he left.

Room with a view [MF]

All characters are over 18

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There was never anything to do in Chesterton on a Friday night. In a town so small there weren’t even sidewalks to roll up, 8pm was the latest anyone could expect entertainment from a source other than their phone. Max lay in bed, aimlessly scrolling through Reddit, desperately hoping for an engaging post. It had been a long day, and he needed to lose himself in something.

He nearly dropped his phone when the music of an incoming video call began blaring from the speakers, still at full volume from blasting Dio at work to drown out the office chatter. Odd — Aife wasn’t really the video chat type. 99% of their conversations happened via text, with the other 1% in person when their schedules aligned. He knew she was on a business trip, so maybe she was just that bored. His thumb hovered over the “Decline” button, but, figuring it might at least be an amusing butt dial, he decided to answer.

Me and my wife’s friend Part 3 <threesome> <stoned> <drunk> <doggy> <wife’s friend>

A couple of days later, one day I was driving my way back from work when the phone rang. I accepted the call with the button on the steering wheel, and said, “Hello”.

“So you want to fuck me?” The voice echoed inside the car.

My god, Tamara! This is why I loved and hated her at the same time. She is so direct that there is no need for nonsense talk, but you almost always are caught off-guard!

“Anya spoke to you?” I asked after a few seconds’ pause.

“Yeah, she did,” said Tamara. “Why didnt you tell me yourself?”

I ignored her question. “So you want to do it?”

“That depends,” she answered. “How good are you in bed?”

I get easily irritated by her. But she was hot as hell! I didnt mind ignoring her on-the-face personality a bit if I got a chance to fuck her.

“Come and find out,” I replied.

“I will over at your place coming Saturday,” she said. “Arrange some joints for us.”

MFF VACATION PART TWO

As Ive said in my previous post I am currently on vacation in a hotel with my best friend and her bf. I started rubbing my clit while they were fucking in the shower, but I didn’t cum before they were finished. My clit right now is swollen and I am soaked and I can’t finish yet, so I need help concentrating on something until everyone goes to bed then I can slowly finger myself until I cum

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 3b – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Dubcon] [Les] [Plot heavy]

*Continuing from part A*

*”I´ve felt your mojo, son, and it permeates my members. While I was laying next to your mother, I could have sworn I heard Nicole on that pillow, screaming in satisfaction. Well, she is repaying it to you,” Mr. Yoon said. He and Peter did high five. They had no reservations about us in the kitchen understanding their manly dialogue. Mrs. Yoon was working as a wind, bending her figure in the same black apron with white lacing as I was wearing. Thanks to our combined strength, we baked a full sheet of elephant-shaped cookies and put cranberry spread on them.*

*”We are exchanging our men today,” Mrs.Yoon said and gave me a dish for her husband. I was stepping behind her on the way to the sitting room. We bowed, and I passed my load to an excited old man.*

*”Very good, girl,” Mr. Yoon said after eating two cookies. “I would never forbid Peter from sharing the bed with you.”*

*”No,” I laughed. ” That is the modern´s wife privilege and an instrument of power.”*

*Mr. Yoon sniffed. “When a wife is talking about her power, she is robbing her husband.”*

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 3a – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Dubcon] [Les] [Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

I was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing only a scrappy piece of clothing that wasn´t in the picture – the black thong with glittering daisy bloom on the broader side.

Patricia looked over my shoulder and gave a long whistle as if my boobs could compare favorably with hers.

“Your innocence is deceitful, Nicole,” she said. “Mr. White is scattershot that he hasn´t sent you the gown, just some minisculities, but I think he is sewing the finest wedding dress.”

“And I would be making the groom suite? My soon-to-be mother-in-law has done all the work. I won´t leave the side of her son!”

Patricia opened the green lipstick, a second item White passed on, to be received by the hand he asked for in marriage.

“I will draw you little waves. Let him not get tired of you.”

“And I don´t wish that since…?”

“Since Paladins have connections and White shouldn´t overhear your fiancé´s first name. Trying to look like your mind is elsewhere? He will search for the other charmer. You will be free of James but robbed of Peter, who in turn will lose….” She quickly spread her arms, fluttering them like a bird learning to fly.

I Like It Rough [MF] [BDSM] [BREATH CONTROL]

I’m restless and edgy. Fantasizing about you isn’t working anymore. You’ve been gone for too long. We’re arguing more often. The distance between us has left your little whore obstinate and belligerent.

You feel the strain of tension between us the second you cross the threshold into my apartment. The modern-boho design is misleading in its carefree use of colors, textures, and patterns. The motifs of nature paired with earth and jewel tones once embraced a laid-back vibe are now mocking although the sensual, fruity musk of jasmine still fills the air, combining its sweet femininity and masculine wildness in a universally attractive smell. 

I’m wearing a white camisole crop top that hangs loosely under my breasts and teases a peek at my waist. The wide cut of my olive green pants are split on either side up to my thighs revealing the soft porcelain color of my legs. You enter in your favorite hooded sweatshirt and a pair of denim blue jeans that hug your body in all the right places. The jet lag from business travel is visible on your handsome face.