Hot August Night [MF]

My diary hit an abrupt end just then. My diary didn’t reveal the full extent of the night’s festivities.

It turns out the boys didn’t listen and I learnt that quickly. I hadn’t listened either. The children were with Bruce for one of the few times I required him while on the road. Yes, of course, I had Bruce when I was on stage, but I quickly snatched my precious trio back. This was one of the few times we had let loose.

Suddenly it was two in the morning and I was sure everyone has retired for the night. There was Frank, Seth and myself. We all decided to crash into the Sandoval accommodations. I kept Frank about my children – damn guilt. I fell through the door, and onto the sofa. I was wedged in the middle, with Frank to my left and Seth to my right. Seth’s wine glass, half full was sitting precariously near the edge of the table, looking as if at a moment’s notice it would fly off the surface and splash all over my pristine carpet. Frank lifted himself out of the distorted sofa and made the first move. I was struck by a moment of clarity. Shit, what if Frank dares mention our conversation of two years ago. I would be mortified.

The Beauty Of Not Breathing..

I will never forget him…! Have you ever had such great pussy or dick you find yourself very emotional when you couldn’t have it exactly when you’re hurting for them? I mean just to get that Rush.. you know?

I’m a 27 yr old mixed woman… Very intelligent and straight forward with everything I do. Military family raised, so d*mn near all my daily paths and future has been set for me soon as I wake…This does not sit very well for me. Knowing this raw hunger ..I tend to have when a strong bodied man is within my view. HA How do I feed this feeling? Or continue to wait quietly an breathe..? I never understood this type of passion. I just want to feed it and glide through this game called, “Life”. So, Let me tell my mind blowing secret!.

I tell my best friend one day what exactly I wanted at that time. I express that I was bored.. and restless. All while working at a bar and all type of shifts at this time. There’s this tingle I get when that dusking night air brush my nipples an neck on those patios. I was on my way out the door, and thinking where to play next? I felt my nipples shrink and scream for attention suddenly. I remember this.. loud throbbing sensation, and wetness so instantaneous I swore to myself it Must be noticeable through my skin tight leggings!

Rukia – The Captain [Mf]

The origin story: https://redd.it/88cncy

Rukia – Captain

Rukia wanders into the back room of the small shop as if she belongs there, trailing her fingertips over various boxes as she makes her way toward the back wall. A smile spreads across her face as the door opens oh so quietly behind her, and then closes. The curvy redhead makes no move to let it be known that she hears his entrance. They both know what this is, both know the other is aware. Still, she will never let that ruin the charade. This is how the captain likes it, and she is here to play his game.

Her flaming curls dance over her back as she tilts her head a bit, as if interested in some box slightly above her. Her left hand moves to smooth down the back of her mini skirt, her right still trailing across the top of a box. The man uses this moment to grab her left hand, press it up into her back and shove her against the wall that stood a few feet in front of her. She thuds against it with a gasp and a weak little cry as his body presses fully against her, pinning her roughly.

The window in question(mf)

“I have always wondered about that window.” Alex said putting down her drink
“What do you mean?” George responded putting his e-cig to his lips. This specific taste was called midnight snack. The smell of fruit dipped in milk filled the patio with each exhale.
“Well, that is the window to my bedroom” she points up to the second floor window of the building across the street. “When my lights are on, how much do people see in the shadows?”
Greg takes a while to look up at the specific window. With another inhale of his e-cig, he looks over with a slight grin on his face.
“Well, have you ever tested it out?” he responds turning to look in Alex’s eyes. “I mean wouldn’t you want to know?” Alex takes a moment to think about it, looking back and forth between the window and George .
“Well I wouldn’t know what to do? Any suggestions?” she finally answers.
“We could run up, turn on the lights, and put a plant on the bed, come back and see if we see something.” George let the end of that slowly become quieter, hinting that there might be another idea brewing in his mind. “Or we can call Courtney to meet us here in half an hour…. Actually lets give her a call”

She Walked through the Door [MF][D/s][short]

I was already home from work and sitting down with a drink when she walked through the door. I could tell it had been a long day. Her hair was slightly frayed and messy, and her eyes had lost some of their usual brightness.

She walked over to me and looked as if she wanted to start our usual back and forth. I stopped her before she could begin and just sternly said one word, “knees.” She dropped to her knees in front of me and I guided her head into my lap. I thought of the fun we would have shortly; but for now as I rubbed her back and neck I felt the stresses leave her body and saw a little smile return to her face. She was mine again, everything else would take care of itself.

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Moving Pictures [MF] [MC]

*“Ma, I see you talked to Thalia. I hope you said yes.”*

*“Indeed I did. Why propose such an idea. You are my son, I didn’t think you would want to see me in that light. I remember how deeply embarrassed you were when “Amen” came out.”*

*“Ma – “Amen To That” was groundbreaking TV. Do you remember the director?”*

*“Dawn Garner…no longer with us, I believe.”*

*“Yes, most unfortunate. Drugs don’t discriminate…anyhow, after that show, she was hot property. It is a shame she was extinguished so early. But you should see how it is written about in university media papers. When I studied media studies, “Amen” was cited as a groundbreaking reality program in that sexuality was of course the main centrepiece but it was not overtly blunt…”*

*“Are you shitting me, Jim?”*

I stifled a giggle at the way I was speaking to my oldest child. He was thirty after all!

*“How do you mean, Ma?”*

*“It was so blunt, no holds barred. I did really naughty things. I had an orgasm on camera. I demonstrated on a rubber blow-up doll, you know.”*

Let me worship you

Please, let me worship you. On my knees, I would serve you. I would kneel and wait for just one look from you. My heart would race and my pussy would dampen with the anticipation of your touch. I would want to relieve my own ache, but would deny myself until it was your wish to see my pleasure. I would take you into my body, in any way you choose.

If you wanted my mouth, I would savor every taste. Take you to the back of my throat and swallow, suck you till your cock hardened beyond belief and spilled down my throat. I would lick you clean, every inch of your cock would feel the caress of my tongue.

If you wanted my pussy, I would open myself up to you. Revel in every inch of you as you slide yourself into me. I would envelope you in my slick heat and tighten my inner muscles around you. I would writhe in pleasure as you stroke me. I would take you however you needed me. If you wanted me on my back, I would look into your eyes and kiss your lips. Wrap my legs around your waist and lift my hips as you thrust in and out of me. I would run my hands up and down your back, clinging to your shoulders as our hips moved together.

His Return, Part 1

She greeted him at the door, wearing a stylish black sweater and slouchy boots. Her hair was in a messy bun, her eyes were softened with a shimmer, glasses a little cocked to the side, she looked a hot mess with plump red lips and voluptuous curves.

He had been gone for days, left to unknown devices, his shadow showing beyond 5 o’clock. The waries of his travel were so apparent yet he hid them well. He was so deserving of a night of pampering, even if he didn’t realize it.

She led him down the hall to soft lights, smells of lavender and cherry blossom in the air, the sounds of deep, soulful and sexy tunes played gently in the background. She pulled him towards the sofa and began by gently removing his belt, admiring the bulge beginning to show her his blind anticipation.

As he laid back on the sofa she dropped her sweater and revealed the most amazing, full, voluptuous breasts barely covered with blue lace, then the matching round ass just beginning for punishment and barely covered in the same blue lace, leading to a teasing peek of an already swollen pussy just begging for attention. Beautiful silk and lace garters led his eyes down long, drawn curves to tone calves and never ending legs that glistened in the soft light. He noticed her skin was soft as silk and shimmered like diamonds.

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