An Encounter with my lithe, slim, step-daughter (Part2) Mf

She pushed me back on the sofa, so I was at least partially disabled by the softness and depth of the cushions and in so doing she stood. For a moment I was able to see the whole of her; the shirt still unbuttoned and her breasts just hidden by the wrap of the cloth. At her waist a broad, black, silver studded leather belt was pulled around the slimness of her waist, leading to a tight pair of tight black, figure hugging pvc jeans which accentuated every curve of her long, strong, slim legs.

Stepping forward she allowed her weight to settle on her knees as she straddled me trapping my legs between hers. My eyes were level with her breasts. She pulled the shirt apart and let it hang loose. “Do you like me?” she whispered, a slight note of harshness in her husky voice. I nodded.

“Do you like me?” she repeated. “Answer me.” She pinched hold of my forearm and began to twist the flesh, not letting go but increasing the pressure. Her other hand was hard on my chest pushed me back on the sofa. She twisted harder. “Well?” she smiled and again twisted.

Kidnapped

Mia had just finished her night shift at the hospital she only had a short walk home so didn’t want to waste her money phoning a taxi. As she’s walking home it started to rain, getting wet and cold she decided to take a short cut that took her through a small park with little lighting and through a dark tunnel. She didn’t like the idea of taking this route but she was wet, cold and tired and just wanted to be home.

As she’s walking along the path towards the tunnel she notices a black van. She stops in her tracks as she find it creepy and doesn’t know whether to continue. She hears a cracking sound behind her, sounded like someone was stepping on broken glass.
She turned around quickly, her heart rate increasing as she becomes more nervous but couldn’t see anything.

Then out of nowhere she is grabbed from behind. Panicked she begins to kick and scream but the man is too strong for her and has her arms pinned to her side.
Before she can shout for help the man puts a white rag over her face.

Sister’s Helping Hand – Chapter 01 – Sis Helps My Anxiety

I didn’t know why I felt this way.

But when I tried to hit on a girl, I freak out. My stomach tensed up into knots and my throat went dry and raspy. Every time, without fail, when I saw a girl I found attractive, it happens.

I’m 18, and I wouldn’t say I was particularly ugly. I wasn’t not a model or anything, but I get plenty of looks from girls around campus. I played a lot of sports and hoped to jump into uni on a football scholarship.

But that damn vee card… I knew it wasn’t a big deal. Most guys were still virgins at my age. Well, if you considered 12% of guys. I read that somewhere.

The problem was, all my mates were testosterone filled males. Every one of them were in their prime, shagging girls left, right and center. I loved playing footie, but sometimes the teasing from the lads could be infuriating.

I was about to leave college after the last class of the day finished.

I rounded the corner and bumped into a lock of long, blonde hair.

Lonely and horny right now

My tongue presses against the base of your shaft as my cheeks sink in, still holding you completely in my mouth. I turn my head side to side and grind my face into you. Your cock is surrounded by the tightness of my throat and you don’t feel me gagging.

I pull up just enough so you never leave my throat and push back down again, hard. I see your fingers gripping the sheets as I grind your organ into my needy throat. My mouth suctions you with just the right amount of pressure. I pull back up, all the way off and spit my spittle lewdly onto your cock several times.

My hand smears the silken spit lube on your shaft as I speak, “More?”

“Uh-huh” are the only words you can muster as you pant.

I pull my hand back and swallow you in one fluid gulp, straight down into my throat. I lift off my knees even more and arch my back so I can rock my face into you, digging your cock into my throat as far as it can possibly go. You feel my throat clenching your flesh as I start gagging. I open my mouth so you can hear the dirty, sloppy sounds that come from you being so far in my throat. My fingertips push into your taint, massaging your prostate with gentle pressure as my mouth comes up again, then back down just before you leave my throat.

[M/F] The Company Receptionist & I (Part 2)

Thanks for the great response to part one. If you haven’t already read it then you can check it out on my profile.

Since the previous encounter a couple of fairly boring days had gone by. My work is open 7 days a week but I only work 5 of those and there are a couple of different receptionists on a rota and so I didn’t see Hannah for a few while. However, the day finally arrived where our work schedules matched up.

I headed into the main foyer in the morning and saw Hannah at her desk wearing her usual smart but sexy work attire. “Morning” and a smile was all I could offer due to her already speaking with someone however, her “good morning” and a look I knew all too well was enough to send a tingle through me.

Have u ever had incest sex feeling?

My question is for specially Indian women in this server. If u r an Indian women then hmu, would love to talk about it. Am very new to this like I’ve never ever fantasized any of my family members until few weeks back when I hear my elder sister having phone sex with her boyfriend and at that time I didn’t know how to feel since it was midnight and her room is beside my room hence I heard all of it and it turned me on somehow and later that night I started edging imagining her having sex with her bf. And the next day I felt so fuckinggg guilty but again when I feel so horny I think about it and start imaging her getting intimate with someone Infront of me.

Coming Back Home [Blow Job] [Anal] [MF]

I was gone for a long time. I left my hometown to attend college, then I drifted around the world for years. I worked in remote places, I explored the whole world. It was an awesome experience. It gave me lots of great memories. Stuff I like to look back until now. But it somehow got old, stale, over the years.

As time passed by I really began to miss my boring, lame ass home town. A small town in the middle of nowhere. I missed the smell of it. The people in it. And last but not least, my family. All of them. I hadn’t seen them in years. We only did some video chat, texting or some good old fashioned phone calls. It just was time to get back home again. Not only for a short visit, but for a longer stay.

After traveling two days dad picked me up at the airport. He was driving the same car like he did about ten years ago. Back then, 23 year old me headed out to explore the world. Dad drove me to the airport in the car we were siting in. And yes, I was 33 when I moved back home.

Kidnapping Chloe (intro) [MMMF] [nc] [bondage]

**This is my first draft, I’m open to all suggestions! Let me know if y’all would like a part 2!**

Chloe felt a tug on her arm. She sluggishly turned her head to the side as Mia motioned to get out of the crowded bar. Chloe followed, as Mia led through a dense cluster of people. Chloe’s head swam and she concentrated on walking in a straight line.

As Chloe stepped out into the brisk night air, she was trying to recount how many drinks she had that night when she was struck with a right hook to the side of her head. She landed hard on her back, ears ringing and vision starting to blur. The last thing Chloe saw was Mia drunkenly walking around the corner on the other side of the block, to drunk to pay any attention to what was happening to her friend right behind her. And just like that, everything went dark.

Are you sure no one can see us? [M/Fb] [voyarism]

The one thing to understand about my boyfriend, Kit and I is that we both love risk. From going crazy fast in my car down the freeway to saving money to go skydiving, we absolutely love the thrill of something happening or someone catching us. Before you ask however, yes this enjoyment of thrill goes into the bedroom. Ever since highschool our escapades have been getting more and more risky. It’s almost like we are trying to one up ourselves each and every time.

Sometimes I have to be the voice of reason in our relationship and then often get caught up in one of his crazy new ideas. My problem is I can never say no to him, he has gorgeous blue eyes that can sway me in any direction. Soft, short blue curly hair that sits on his head like cotton candy and a soft pale face with rounded glasses that I can never stop looking at. He only stands at 5’2 but has more confidence than anyone I know. However, I never would’ve expected him to be as kinky as he is but I suppose it’s a win for me.

[M/F] Sensual Massages Drive You Crazy

A slow teasing kiss.

That’s how it starts.

After an exhausting day for both of us, it’s nice to come have a good destress. To let all of the tension and stress of the day finally be released.

You tell me how frustrating your day was. How things didn’t go your way, how slow the time moved and how unhelpful everybody turned out to be.

I know there’s not much to be done, but just listen. And stare into your eyes.

Stroke your cheek with my thumb. Brush your hair out of your face. Place my hand on your chin to steady your head as I lean in.

Electricity jolts as our lips touch.

A slow teasing kiss.

That’s how it starts.

Pulling and pushing, teasing each other as we play cat and mouse.

With our tongues rolling playfully in the bridge created by our lips.

I can sense your impatience as you start grabbing my body. But I let you hold out for at least another 30 seconds. A half minute that lasts an eternity for you as your body craves more.