For my viewing pleasure [MF] [Threesome]

My wife was sitting up on the couch, her low-rise jeans dangling off her legs as her hands pushed my friend’s eager mouth deeper into the source of her pleasure.

With her loud, breathy moans filling the room and her eyes clenched tight in ecstasy, I quickly took up a better position to watch the scene.

My buddy was kneeling in front of her, his pants unbuttoned and his head wrapped in her grinding thighs.

I could not believe how horny I was!

Apparently, the wine and shots at the club had loosened both my wife’s inhibitions — and her hips.

She lustily bit her bottom lip, rhythmically swaying as he sated his voracious appetite, bringing her to the brink of climax.

Then, without warning, her eyes popped open as she let out a brief squeal of relief as the warm wave of passion’s peak passed over her.

My friend straightened up, and got a good look as my wife unburdened herself of her blouse and bra.
When she unclasped her firm C-cups, he pounced on them like a monkey on a cupcake.

Hide and Seek. [NSFW] [Public][Humiliation][CNC][Primal][Exhibitionism]

It’s a chilly morning during the week. As we sit in the car outside the supermarket, the windows fog up with the heat of our bodies. That tell-tale grin gripping my face, telling you exactly what I want you to do. Your breathing picks up as you pull your shirt over your head and sliding your pants down to your ankles. Completely exposed. I shift in my seat, barely containing my lust for you. I reach out, but instead of to your body, to the back seat. I drop a long trench coat into your bare lap. The grin widens.

“1… 2… 3… 4…”

Your eyes widen as you struggle to cover yourself with the coat, before opening the door and stepping out into the cold. Carefully trudging up to the doors of the store, you take one last glance over your shoulder at me before walking into the vestibule and running off to hide.

But I have a surprise for you. I quickly jump out of my shirt and into a new one. I pull a new mask over my face and cover my long hair in a ball cap. Calmly, I exit the vehicle and stroll down to entrance. Ready or not…

The Sexorcist Part I [MF]

I set my duffel bag on the floor for a moment next to the reception desk, and gave the receptionist a meaningful look. She swallowed slowly.

“Are you the one we called?”

“Sure thing, doll”. I pulled the chain with my silver cross our from behind my collar, and touched it to my forehead for effect. She still looked skeptical.

“It’s just that… well, you don’t really look the type”.

“You mean I don’t look like the last father the demon sucked dry? We’re in the same field, but our methods differ. I have a more… personal approach”. She still didn’t seem satisfied, but seemed shaken enough to take me at my word. She motioned for me to follow her, and I grabbed my duffel again. She explained the situation as we made our way to the room.

“She checked in almost a week ago, would be a pretty little thing if she hadn’t been a wreck. Invited a whole slew of young men to her room, I figured she just had to work something out of her system. I remember those days… but those poor boys never made their check-out. I opened the door for just a moment, and it was… I don’t want to remember. One look, though, and I knew we needed a priest. But the first one we called for, he never came out either”.

Step Sister Corruption Part 213 – Day 118 The Girl’s Create A Video (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

God that was an awkward dinner.

I sat in the living room with Kel and Summer sitting on either side of me as I recounted the conversation with mom and dad about Kel’s situation and the remaining girl’s.

Kel spoke, “So what did they say?”

I shrugged, “I have no idea Kel. I’m just telling you what happened.”

Summer spoke, “So he was really pissed about you wanting to help Kelly continue exposing herself on the Internet.”

I nodded vigorously, “Oh yeah. I could tell he was ready to kill me.”

Kel looked at me, “And mom?”

I looked at Kel, “She just asked some question’s.”

Kel smiled, “Sounds like she’ll help us.”

I spoke, “I don’t know Kel dad was pretty pissed. I don’t think he’ll agree.”

Kel smiled as if she already knew the answer, “I have faith that mom will convince dad.”

I looked at her knowing that she *may* be right. But she didn’t see her dad and the pure hatred I felt directed at me.

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She was the icing on the birthday cake [MF]

The birthday party had been over for just under an hour, and my three-year-old was fast asleep. He and his friend started watching a movie and passed right out after the chaos of the birthday party.

The boy’s mom, on the other hand, was sitting in my living room pissed off at her husband.

“I’m so sorry,” said Meghan. “I don’t know where he is.”

Meghan and her son, who was fast asleep in my bedroom beside my son, had been stranded at my house since the party ended. She was a bit of a hot mess, always stressed out or hung over. She was a good five or six years younger than me, and still enjoyed a night life. She was covered in tattoos and was usually dressed for, well, you know.

I was being very helpful, maybe even too helpful. I offered to drive her home after the kids woke up.

She was sitting beside me on the couch and was leaning forward to pretend to interested in the news. I had a great view of the frilly top of her boy-brief panties and her scoop-top T-shirt wasn’t hiding a lot, either.

I Can’t Wait to See You [Yandere] [Love Letter]

You know you’re always on my mind, right?

I know we haven’t talked much, but I feel like we’ve really gotten to know each other over the past few semesters. I wish we could have more classes together. It’s so much fun taking classes with you. You’re so smart.

I’ve been trying to work up the courage to approach you, but your charm is just so intimidating. I think it’s really cool that you drive. I’m not allowed to have a license, so I think it’s really cool. Maybe you could drive me places? What a coincidence that your car is my favorite color, red!

I really like your house too. I know it’s not really “yours,” but I live at home too, or did, so it’s ok! Your parents seem really nice. They always seem so friendly when they talk with your neighbors, especially Mrs. Jensen. It must be really sad losing your husband. I’d never let that happen to you.

Any recommendations

So I am looking for a story that can be about a dude and a woman who are stranded on an island and the only that they can do is fuck or a story about a dude and woman who are either the last people on earth or in an apocalyptic setting and have repopulat the earth. Thank you and have a nice day (DMS are open)

I’m my Big Sister Submissive Toy? [FemDom] [MF] [SPE] [Inc]

Again, I was stuck at home, having to listen to this vapid slut of a sister.

“So what, did you say? It’s the Bengals versus the Sheeps?”

Caroline asked with a bit of a blank stare.

“No, it’s the Bengals against the Rams, not the Sheeps, you stupid whore.”

I responded. If only Tyler hadn’t caught covid, I’d be at his place watching the Superbowl with the boys. But here I am, stuck at home with my sassy sister. It seemed that none of our interests lined up. While growing up, she quickly got some curves and big tits. For a good while, I used to call her “Cow”-aline because of her huge udders. Now, with those ass-ets, my 21 yrs old sis seemed to bring a new fuckboy home to her room every week… At the moment, I didn’t get as much success on my side, but that’s just because girls don’t understand how much of a nice guy I am.

“Oh, calm down. It’s just a game,” Caroline sighed.

“You just don’t get it. Not only that, but I got money on the game.”

A night in. D/S: Female getting spanked.

We were getting high and watching TV, as we do. We had been watching Breaking Bad because she’s never seen it. After two episodes, I turned off the tv so we could relax.

She looked so cute to me, in her pajamas, that I needed to be with her. She had not been feeling sexual today. Just an asexual amorphous blob, but hopefully, she still wanted to play.

Come here, honey. I cooed to her. Oh, and bring me the hog bat. Yup, a hog bat. I didn’t know what a hog bat was until the show Pig Royalty, what a instant classic that one is!

She loves to be spanked and in her own words, “hit with all the stuff.” Who am I to deny her?
The hog bat is orange, shaped almost like a riding crop, but thicker. It makes a very satisfying sound, and she enjoys the leather against her skin so it’s great for sensation play as well.

We got it at a local store, walking down the livestock isle. We also have a wooden paddle for grilling or something that we both really enjoy.