I got a blowjob from my therapist and now I’m smitten. [MF]

Right at the start of the pandemic I had gone through a very tough break up and decided to seek out some therapy to work through all my issues. I signed up with a practice that was offering sessions online because I wasn’t too keen on going to an office to meet with someone and it made the hour more convenient as I could take the call in my car. That’s when I met Kelly.

We spent the next couple of years working through my issues and I think I made some serious progress. Kelly and I had a very appropriate relationship and got to know each other quite well. She shared things about her life with me that may not have been a normal dynamic between a therapist and client but never felt like crossing a line. I knew when her mother had moved to town and I knew when she had broken up with her long term partner. She knew… well basically every detail of my life. I guess we had formed something of a friendship.

Wine tasting Pt. 2 [MF, public, oral, insertion, control]

Part 1 here:

https://www.reddit.com/user/Carbonmonoxidehands/comments/unt71d/wine_tasting_pt_1_mf_public_control/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

She felt her wetness drip down her thigh during the short drive to the next winery. This time he made her pull down the spaghetti straps of the almost non-existent sundress and expose her breasts. The sun and the mix of her excitement and embarrassment put a red flush across the pale alabaster of her chest. Her pink nipples stiffened, and darkened a shade.

They pulled into a parking lot, filled with party buses. She tried to lift her dress up to cover herself and he slapped her hands. She flushed even harder as she knew a bus load of young men and women saw her half naked body. She was so wet thinking about how she would would soon be wine tasting with them.

Inside this winery, she could feel the eyes on her. A young man nudged his friend and pointed in she direction. She felt the wetness dripping down her thigh. She was worried it would soon be below her hemline. He told her to wait in a armchair near the bar and he came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He sat opposite her in another chair, a low table between them.

Hired a Monster Slayer to Slay Me [Trans] [BDSM] [Bisexual] [Dom/Sub] [Rough]

He arrived in a tiny desolate village with the bounty parchment in hand. A simple job, slay a juvenile minotaur that was destroying fields of crops and whisking away cattle. Normally he wouldn’t bother, but the pay was decent, and it was on the way to a larger job.

A bounty hunter had a thankless job in a largely thankless world. The stereotype was they only asked enough pay for ale to drink, a bed to sleep and a girl to warm the sheets. He couldn’t say he was terribly different.

His lifestyle was more survivable with certain assets, armor and a sharpened sword, a potion or two and a spell didn’t hurt. The rippled, hairy physique of a young, tan skinned Elf helped him avoid an early end and get interesting offers for alternative payment methods.

He used a book to occupy his time between destinations, and if the road got exceptionally lonely he had books for that as well. Living off what his horse could carry for him often limited his options for personal possessions, but his dirty novels were non-negotiable.

Used at the 15 year reunion [MF]

So, are you going to the reunion?

The messaged bubble popped up on Diana’s facebook. It had been 15 years since she’d dated Steven, but seeing a message from him still made her heart jump a bit. An entire life had happened between senior year of high school and now: college, careers, families. She was married. Had kids. A life. So why did he still have such that effect on her?

I mean, she didn’t have to think _that_ hard about it. He had that effect because he was handsome as fuck. And intelligent, and generally nice. And life had been good to him, and unlike most of her friends he’d gotten hotter with age. And he was witty. And charming. And that intoxicating mixture of sweet guy and bad boy. Yeah.

But beyond the physical aspects, Steven had been Diana’s first love. And Diana was a romantic. She couldn’t forget him.

Yeah. it will be nice 2 see everyone

The Eagle, The Priestess, and the Epitaph Pt. 2 [Fantasy] [Oral] [fdom] [Cowgirl]

(This is pt. 2 of an ongoing fantasy series featuring gods, mating, breeding, seduction, and more!)

Max gulped the cold water from the goblet as he panted, sweat dripping from his brow as he staired down. The goddess wouldn’t leave him alone. He remained in the chair where he had received his first blowjob and simply glanced down at her as he took a breath of air after downing such a large gulp. He placed the goblet off to the side and moved one hand to her head which bobbed again at his crotch. His dick was rock hard again. It was like he hadn’t came at all.

She lifted off his cock, drool hanging from her lower lip. The moment she gave a soft smile, the strand broke, the thin spit fell along his shining shaft. His dick pulsed with his heart beat as he glanced into her ruby eyes. She stood up and reached behind her dress, removing a clasp. Soon the white silky robes fell to her ankles. Her naked body stood before him. He gulped, observing the gold bands around her arms, writs, thighs, and ankles, shimmering in the golden light from above. She curled one of her index fingers for him to move forward.

Medication and Lactation Pt. 02 [MF] [cons] [exhib] [lac]

Read [Part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/user/apexerotica/comments/uiw8yj/story_index/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

***All characters in this story are 18 years or older***

“Mmmm…” I groaned as I laid my head back on the couch and closed my eyes, the sound of wet slurping filling my ears.

The slurping stopped, but a soft, delicate hand continued to stroke my erection. “You like that, baby?” came a perky, feminine voice.

I looked down and smiled. If you could perfectly combine cute and sexy into one package, Katy would be the result. Her light freckled skin, almost-blonde straight brown hair, tiny button nose, long eyelashes, and sparkling blue-green eyes matched her personality. Perky, lovable, and so sweet.

Plus, she was drop-dead sexy. She had a rocking little toned body that she kept tight despite having gone through three pregnancies. She tanned frequently, which made those freckles on her arms and chest that I so adored stand out.

She blushed at my lingering gaze and pressed her cheek against my shaft with her slender fingers, on which she always grew long, beautifully manicured fingernails. They were painted red today, my favorite. “Are you ready to finish?” she asked.

The Neighborhood: Part 20 [MF][FF][Exh][Voy][Mdom][MC][SciFi]

**The Neighborhood: Part 20 [MF][FF][Exh][Voy][Mdom][MC][SciFi]**

A brief recap: Colin Turner was a middling sad-sack with a failing marriage, who stumbled into a dream job based on some research he wrote years ago. He took a job with Fenris, a company with its own little enclave in Wolfsburg, CA, and its own peculiar work ethics. Fortunately, he had the sly and sexy Janelle, his hiring advisor, to act as his guide as he acclimated. He moved into a large house in the neighborhood with his wife Alison, and becomes involved in a company project involving wristbands that can alter behavior, within limits, based on keywords or phrases. Over time, Colin learned to enjoy his newfound freedom, his expanding desires, and to leverage the behavioral technology he has near-unfettered access to, to live out his fantasies. His sister-in-law, Stella, recently moved in, and after a little lip service from Janelle, will work in his office. Colin and Alison had a wild night at a not-as-retired-as-thought executive’s country estate, but not before Colin learned his future with Fenris wasn’t as solid as he thought. After a visit from the company auditors to include a demo of the effects on Kristie, Colin finds himself with expanded accesses to the system. Janelle revealed she was behind the audit and its rewards, and let Colin try out his new accesses on her. Later, Mike, one of his software engineers, expresses his concerns things might be getting out of hand, but everyone continues their work. Alison had to fly back to her mother to help her move, leaving Colin to focus on his work…and Stella.

Your boring one-piece, torn [M/F]

You tell me you’re going to the gym for a swim. I peak over the top of my laptop as you head for the door: you’re wearing a light jacket and shorts over your black one-piece. You call it your “boring” suit—you’ve had it for so long. It stretches in odd places and is enticingly threadbare in others. I shift in my seat as you leave, bite my lip as the door closes behind you.

Three minutes later you’re back. “Forgot my ID,” you say and I catch your eye. You stop in the doorway, as if unsure, wide-eyed. I close my computer and stand up, I’m not even sure why. I take one step toward you and look away for a beat. I hear you reach for something on the table.

And, as if compelled, I rush at you, my hands to your face, my mouth pressed against yours: tongues and lips and spit. I pull at you with my teeth. We’re hungry. I tear your jacket off of you, right there in the entryway and then my mouth is down your neck, inhaling you. I grab your hips, open your legs, and press myself into you and against the door. Your strong swimmer legs grip around me, your arms around my neck, enveloping me.

It’s a beatific day in the neighborhood, won’t you be my fuck budy?

if you see any errors I missed DM me instead of useing the comment thing, I’m an amateur author

It was a sunny day, in Seattle I had just moved out of Spokane to start my new job as a software developer for Amazon. My apartment didn’t have everything, no couch or a thing for my mattress, i have a table in the kitchen however but that’s not important. I wanted to check out the internet for this place and decided to watch a porn video. The video was titled tensions starring holly micheals by nubile films, one of my favorite videos. I was in a lawn chair useing a little table thing for holding drinks for my tablet and fapped away, until my door knocked. I pull up my pants walk over to the door and opened it. This really beautiful and sexy women who appears to be around my age was holding a poted plant. She says “hi my name is Annie I’m your neighbor” and then I responded “hey my name is Shaun” back to her “I wanted to give you this potted plant as a little house warming gift” a take it from her “thank you I’ll make sure to water it as much as possible” she was wearing a loose tank top with a boob window revealing allot her cleavage and some black short shorts as for me I was in a t shirt with some sweatpants but my boner from earlier was still hard and pitching a tent in them. Annie looked down and said “oh my” I was confused and looked down to and saw my boner and with panic I said “no no no it’s not what you think” she smiled and giggled “well I gotta go now, take care” she walks back to her apartment and I shut my door. I threw myself on my bed and screamed with frustration through my pillow, meanwhile Allie was on her bed playing with her pussy moaning “such a nice big dick” she played with her tits as well getting super wet “I think I found someone new finally” she kept going until she squirts.

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Tempts Me By Asking for a Facefuck (M/F, Facefucking)

“Alright, James. I will see you later,” I said before I stumbled out of his car. I was drunk from the wild night we had. We had gone to a sleazy strip club in town where the women were ugly with fake tits and asses. James had gotten several lap dances all night and even got his dick sucked in the alley behind the strip club. There were no strippers that turned me on enough to ask for a lap dance or to get my cock blown.

I walked up to my apartment door and took my keys out of my pocket. They hit the ground and I picked them up with a laugh. I was very drunk. I opened the door and saw that the light was on in the living room. I frowned because I was sure that I had turned off all of the lights before I left. There was no one else that lived here but me. I stepped into the living room and saw my ex-girlfriend Lana sitting on my couch.