The Gym Trainer [m/f] (Part 12)

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Elijah rolled himself and fell to her side, both out of breath as they laid in the bed. Sweat soaked, cum smelling, drool all over, it was messy and wonderful. They both turned their heads to look at the other, and just chuckled. Sex high for the next few minutes before a word could come out. Claire being the first.

“Wow… that was amazing.”

“I think it was indescribably amazing.”

Claire blushed as she lightly hit his chest, then moved her body to snuggle against his. Her lips went to his shoulders with a light kiss. “Thank you… for everything. This body, the celebration, whatever this was, especially that, I hope you want to do that again someday.” Claire hoped that Elijah was in fact telling the truth and didn’t see this as a one time thing. Her body wouldn’t allow it after being completely owned.

“I just might want to do that every day, or something like it.” He chuckled, still out of breath. Though it wasn’t the most physically exhausting thing he would usually do in the day, the emotional exhaustion was more than enough to take him out for the count. “I mean, you’re amazing and so beautiful and sexy. I’m glad you were so motivated to reach your goal.”

Life Hands You Lemons: Part One [FFM] [Interracial] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Enhanced Breasts] [Tit Fuck] [Facial] [Group Sex]

“Well, this is exciting,” I said as I sat at the bar with my friend Terrence.

“Wait, it usually picks up around nine,” Terrence said.

His girlfriend Lauren, who worked the bar rolled her eyes at me. She wasn’t a fan of me, and I liked her just as much.

“It’s ten,” I said, looking at my watch.

“Fine, go,” Terrence said as he looked at me. “Go home to your empty house and your sad existence, or you can stay here and see what happens.”

He was right for a change, my girlfriend of four years up and left three weeks ago, no note, no text, no phone call, just gone. She took all her things with her.

Everyone thought it was because I was a workaholic, but I always made time for her. We went on extravagant vacations, talked about getting married, and then she was gone a month later.

I tried to call her, but she had disconnected her phone. The only thing her friends would say to me was that she was alive and well. That’s it, not where she moved to or why just that she was alive and well.

Housework (part 2) [Secret Sex] [Domestic Setting]

I’d spent all morning flirting, teasing and groping her when we were supposed to be quickly cleaning her parents’ house and getting out of there before they got home. They didn’t know about me. They wouldn’t have approved. I’m not sure if it was the risk of getting caught or the thrill of driving her crazy but I was very turned on.

I was tidying up the kitchen while she was in the living room folding laundry. I finished before her and came in to find her kneeling on the floor, surrounded by neatly stacked piles of clothes. Towels, her mother’s clothes, her father’s close, and her little brother’s close. I walked over and gave the towel pile a little push with my foot. It tumbled down.

“Hey!” she yelled. “I just did that.”

I smiled and reached to tip over another pile. She grabbed my wrist to stop me. I grabbed her wrist with my free hand. She tried to pull out of my grip but I was too strong for her. I freed my wrist from her grip and gave her a little push. She lost balance and slowly toppled over, right onto her mother’s neat pile of clothes. Before she could recover, I was straddling her.

DTF: Confessions of a sex addict, pt. 1 (M/F)

As like any addict, there is a low point, or at least a series of events and actions that sum up as the low point. My low point started with this story.

I had been out with friends and was driving home at around 10pm. I lived in a shitty neighborhood where parking was scarce, no matter where I parked I had another 10-15min walk to get home. I passed through an alleyway and saw a random woman walking, and she turned and made eye contact with me. She was at least twice my age and looked like she needed help.

“Hi, sorry to bother, but I’m waiting for someone and it’s really cold out. Could I sit on your car until he comes out?”

I shouldn’t have stopped, she’s inconveniencing me and making me feel guilty. She could probably tell by my composure or my tone that I was annoyed because the next thing she said was, “I’ll make it worth your while.”

Missed flight leads to motel sex. [MF] [Age gap]

Jack met Cheryl in the most clichéd way possible. Their flight was delayed into Detroit, and they both missed their connection to Chicago. They met at the rental counter, where Cheryl was complaining to the Hertz lady about not being able to rent, but she was adamant about their policy: _no rentals under 25_. And..well, Cheryl was 22. No rental for you.

Jack, of course, had no problem getting a car. He was 42, for one, and Hertz Platinum, for another. He’d accrued something like a million airline miles over his lifetime.

“Uh, I heard you’re going to Chicago” he said. “I can drive you, I’m going there as well”.

The drive started easy enough. Introductions: Cheryl was 21, flying home from college, she would be graduating in a few months. Jack was an executive at an unnamed consulting firm in Chicago. He was pleasant and charming. She was sweet, although perhaps she spent a bit too much time on her phone, flipping from instagram to snapchat and typing out messages with a speed that Jack found, quite frankly, impressive. They got along.

Teasing my Older Coworker *fiction* Part 1

21f, 29m

I recently moved across the country and got a job at a shitty retail store to pay the bills. I hadn’t worked there more than a week when one of my very attractive coworkers, Saun, began making small talk with me throughout my shifts. It went from being “have a good night” as I left work for the day to “have any good show/music recommendations?” which is how I came to realize we are so similar in our tastes. We usually spent most of our shifts near each other, wasting company time talking. The conversations got longer and more enthusiastic. We started talking shit about coworkers we both disliked and eventually got super comfortable around each other. As the days went on, I began to put more time into my getting ready for work routine. I would wear cute v-neck blouses that were also a little cropped so you could see my ass in some of my best fitting jeans that really accentuated my curves. He would frequently comment on my outfits saying I looked really great that day, which only spurred me on. I would see him talking with other male coworkers and them trying not to make it obvious they were looking and talking about me. I was honestly into it. I wanted them to be talking about how hot I was and how much they wanted to fuck me. It made me feel powerful. I loved the attention I was getting from all my male coworkers, but I only wanted Saun. I was beginning to not absolutely hate my job because of Saun.

I Finally Found My Mother And I Think I Want To Fuck Her (Ch.01)[M/F][Inc][Cheat]

There she was. Twenty-five years old and I’d never known what my mother looked like, but there she finally was.

Her green eyes watched me through the screen of my laptop, trapped in the portrait of her profile picture. For a while, I thought that the private investigator I had hired wasn’t going to come up with anything. I wouldn’t have thought him incompetent or anything; after all, I wasn’t even sure if my parents were alive. So, when he gave me a name, Tracy Dunn, with an accompanying address in North Carolina, the first thing I did was look her up on every social media platform I knew of. Eventually, I found her. I was sure it was her the moment I saw her face.

It was a full-body shot of her in a modest but form-fitting black dress. I could see myself in her instantly, or her in me… The shape of her sharp nose, the way her brown hair gently curled at the ends, and those piercing green eyes. Even her cheeks rode high with her smile, just like me. She didn’t look a day over forty; had she really been that young when she brought me into the world?

All day piss session (MF, piss, cumkiss, creampie cleanup, fiction)

My wife and I have been drinking each others piss for a while now. We decided it was time to play a game. We would try to go the whole day only pissing in each other’s mouths. We knew we would have all of Saturday to ourselves so we decided that this would be the day to try being each other’s piss pots all day long.

Friday night we started to prepare, the first thing we did was put on the waterproof sheets, just in case of an over flow. She likes how I taste when I drink green tea much more than when I drink beer so that evening I loaded as much as possible with green tea so that I would be full in the morning. She drank water all evening long. I was hard all evening in anticipation of the following day.

First time after months of online calls and talking.

Where did we meet? I think she picked me up in her old beat up Chrysler. Did she pick me up from home? Must have been, I didn’t have a car at the time.
Man that car stank, it was a combination of humidity and dog, must-have been from all those street fogs she rescued.
She mentioned over a Skype call she loved champagne.

Those Skype calls, fuck long distance relationship, but I do admit they were fun, all those I’m going to do this to you when I see you, I’ll let you do this to me, it might get old quick but it does give you something to look forward too.

Yes, she picked me up from home, I think we listened to Depeche Mode, the music for the masses album to be accurate.
Stopped at a super market as I told her to do so, of course I bought a bottle of champagne, Moêt & Chandon. It had to be, after all those things I said I was going to do to her, I had to put my money where my mouth is, well in this case put my mouth were I said I was going to put it.