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Her wet fantasy.

You open the door. Turning your back to find me. You feel my hands over your eyes from behind surprising you. I kiss your neck and my hand makes it's way up your dress. Feeling your skin rise as I move up. Body filled with anticipation. I feel warmth as I near you. Gently grazing then drawing my hand back away. Kissing your neck again. You try to move my hand from your eyes. I spin you around. Hand on the bottom of your back I pull you close to me. Deeply kissing you then biting your lip. We both smile. My hand grabs your ass lifting you to your toes. My hands move up you dress again this time actually using my fingers through your panties. Rubbing. Your lips quiver. My hands leave lifting up your dress over your head. I kiss around the brim of your bra. I pick you up finally leaving the entrance of the door. Carrying you to the bed. You wrap your legs around my waist. Grinding into me. Wanting me to lay you down and fuck you. I lay you down. Me following shortly behind. Kissing your collar bone and your neck I move down paying special attention to your breasts. My left hand makes it's way down teasing and rubbing. My right hand in clasps your bra. Revealing your hard nipples. I bite one then the next getting a rise out of you. Left and still rubbing moves under the brim of your panties. Teasing you with the thought of moving down I feel your skin right under the only cover you have left. Then suddenly my fingers find there way to where you want them so bad. You exhale. Your hand moves pushing them deeper. Now my head is between your legs fingers still in you I like. All around feeling you wet. I nibble your clit. Pulling it with my teeth while I lick. Your legs twitch. I speed up letting go with my teeth now just licking sucking and fingering. Your hand grabs me. Wanting me to move. I don't. I feel you getting warmer and warmer. Tighter and tighter. Wetter and wetter. I please you until you can't take it.

As the World Ends [MF, oral, post-apocalyptic]

She was at school when the war started. No one had expected it to really happen, this was the sort of thing that happened in other countries. It was bombs at first. Power outages. Looting. It was dangerous outside. And then school was cancelled. And food stopped being delivered. The phones went dead.

She didn't know if she was the first person to quit talking and start walking, but she may have been one of the most famous. She had been the most places it seemed. No one knew her name and she wouldn't break her silence to tell them. But when she walked through a town, or part of a city, a hush fell. It wasn't so much what she was, but what she stood for. What was lost.

Town and cities, after the first few, were easy. The walkers were given food and shelter by both sides. It was the roads between that made her think it was a mad plan. Jesse hadn't spoken to her in more than a year, since well before the war. She didn't know if he would come with her or let her stay. She was half starved and filthy. She walked because he was the only person she wanted to be with when world ended. Read more »

Rocko is love, Rocko is life (WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS)

(This is a parody of "Shrek Is Love, Shrek Is Life".)

I was only 12 years old. I loved Rocko's Modern Life so much, I had all of the episodes on DVD. Every night I masturbate to Rocko's feet, thanking him for the modern life I've been given.

"Rocko is love." I say. "Rocko is life."

My dad hears me and tells me that stereotypical faggots like me are ruining the show's chances of returning from the dead. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for Rocko. I call him an idiot. He slaps me and sends me to bed.

I'm crying now, and my face hurts. I lie in bed, cold and bitter. Suddenly, a warm hand touches my shoulder.

It's Rocko. I'm so ecstatic.

Taking his clothes off, he whispers in my ear.

"This is my house."

Rocko jumps onto my back with his powerful and sexy kangaroo legs and pulls my pants down as I get down on my hands and knees.

I spread my ass cheeks for Rocko. His surprisingly huge Aussie dick penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Rocko. Read more »

My first time with a very shy woman (Part 2)

At first, I run my tongue up the length of your pussy, slowly making my way to your clit. I let the tip of my tongue glide over your swollen clit. Your taste makes me weak and I take a deep breath – warm air rushes over your clit. Finally, I take your clit into my mouth – rhythmically sucking and licking your clit. As I feast on you, I gently brush the fingers of right hand across your inner thigh using only my fingertips. With my fingers reaching the outer edges of your pussy, I slowly tease every fold with the tip of my middle finger. I shift to being gentle with your clit – slowly and deliberately flicking my tongue in various directions – making you want to beg me to take it back in my mouth. Gradually, I work one finger inside of your pussy – in a circular motion first teasing the inner wall – then turning my wrist over so the pad of my middle finger can lightly massage your g-spot. Slowly I glide a second finger inside of you, both now massaging your g-spot – at the same time as I devour your clit. The reaction of your body turns me on – your pussy is soaking wet, your body is writhing with pleasure, and I can feel your muscles tense up as you move towards having an orgasm. With your legs spread far apart, the mixture of your cum and my saliva flows down the length of your. Your legs begin to shake and you grab onto my left hand and squeeze as you come to the edge of orgasm. At the last possible second before you release a tsunami of pleasure from between your legs, I remove my fingers from inside of you and release your clit from my mouth. The anticipation of an intense orgasm has you breathing heavily and as I stop, you take in a deep breath wondering, “why?” Read more »

My first time with a very shy woman (Part 1)

EDIT: This very tame story was too much for her. So at least I know that there is no future between us.

NOTE: This was written for a woman who I recently met. We are incredibly attracted to each other, but she is very shy and reserved in bed. I wrote this for her to describe how a very tame encounter between the two of us might unfold. Normally I am extremely aggressive – doing this would require an enormous amount of self restraint on my part. Read more »

The Adventures of Dennis Part 3 (Part 2 of 2)

Brie and I woke up from our afternoon nap. The sun was setting through her windows. I looked at her bare legs and her pink slip. I massaged them with my hand. “Mmmm,” she said, stirring. “Do you have to go?” “Yeah,” I said. “I gotta go.” I got dressed and we stood in her doorway. “What are we?” Brie asked. I shrugged and walked away.

I was chatting up Melissa. She was a blonde with a few piercings, wearing a white blouse and jean skirt. She was in the sister house. We sipped beer as we stood to the side of the beer pong table. “I’ve had enough of Holocaust jokes,” I said. “Anne Frankly I’m just sick of them.” She cackled and bounced her head against my shoulder. She was very drunk. “I wonder if I’ll be lying on that table later on,” she said looking at the beer pong table. This was about the sixth overt sex reference she’d made that night. “I dunno,” I said. “Want to try it out?” Read more »

The Adventures of Dennis Part 3 (part 1 of 2)

Brie had a habit of pressing her face against my neck during some point usually towards the end of our sessions. But there were also times when she clutched the back of my neck and suddenly I felt her nose bearing down on my Adam’s apple only about two minutes in, so maybe she was just nervous and didn’t know what to do. There was this one time in my dorm room, during a bout of midday horniness that needed some relief. And this time was sexy as shit because she was sitting on top of me and I bounced her up and down and felt my thumb digging in to her belly button and watched her moan up at the low hanging light that she could have bonked her head against if she leaned much closer. As if she were practicing modern dance choreography (and she had been a dancer, which she’d given up for studying painting and banging me), she curled her head down so she was looking straight down at my lower belly. And she turned up the volume of her moans as if the hairier part of my stomach made it so much sexier. And she dipped downward and buried her face in my neck, while at the same time, amazingly, reaching back with one hand and grasping my cock to make sure it stayed inside her. This time I was being responsible and wearing a condom. It felt very awkward, but for the next minute or so, I got an inch-away view of her thin, stringy black hair with even a single gray hair near the top of her head where it parted. She’d worn her hair in a ponytail when we first met, but that had gone the way of all bad ideas. Her breath felt hot on my neck and her moans vibrated off my pillow like a surround sound museum piece. I felt her hand that wasn’t on my cock slither around in to my hair. I felt her eyelashes fluttering against my neck. I peered up over her head to see what the action was like south of the great hill. Her ass bobbed in the air and my dick felt like it could fling out of her at any second. So I scooted down and, in a feat of gymnastics, curled my legs up so they forked between her legs and spread them out on either side and got my old pal more firmly situated in her pussy. I thrusted with more authority and her hand jerked away from my cock. It writhed across her ass and rested at the edge of her crack. I could see my nuts flailing above her ass like two fat kids trying to jump over a wall, but then I started coming and shut my eyes and put both of my hands around her cheeks. I raised her face so she looked in to mine and at the moment our eyes met she stopped her staccato moans. Her face was flushed and her lips were parted and her eyes were squinted, like they had been shut for duration of their acquaintance with my neck. The fat of her cheeks was balled up between my thumbs and forefingers. I finished and let my legs fall flat. I didn’t kiss her. I just held her face and we stared at each other, breathing. She bent down and kissed me for a long time. Read more »

[MF] Confessions of a Daddy’s Girl: Caught – Audio & Video

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Getting ready for bed [MF] – 1st Post

You’re at the sink brushing your teeth when I come up behind you. I wrap my arms around your waste and lean into you, bringing my lips to the back of your neck. You just want to finish with your teeth but don’t pull away as I press my lips to your skin. You cock your head to the side to make room as I open my mouth and slowly drag my teeth against you as I kiss your neck again. You feel my hands on your belly and my already hard cock pressing against your ass. You moan and push your behind back into me as I continue to open-mouth kiss your neck and shoulder. As a wave of heat rushes to your pussy, you have to quickly brace yourself against the counter with both hands. I leave you to finish your bedtime ritual and give your ass a quick hard smack before retreating to the bedroom to wait for your arrival. Read more »